holleybear

Eridan had been watching y/n for a while now, hoping she would one day notice him. She was so beautiful, from the head to the toe, finger to hair, everything about her was perfect. He wished he could hold her, love her, make her his. Always hoping day he could one day say "You're Mine" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ y/n had always noticed Eridan, he had caught her eye but she had always had some problems with love in the before. Her head clouded with these feelings. She didn't feel like herself doing this, but she had to, she didn't want to be hurt again. So like always she had always

It was dark outside, and you were sleeping, tucked soundly into your cozy bed, without a thought for the frigid world outside. So naturally, when the rapping on your window started, it shocked you up and out of your cozy nest, where you sat upright, panting. Dave Strider, the guy of your high-school dreams, is standing, staring through the (literally) frosted glass. Now, there are a few things wrong with this scenario. One: Dave isn’t wearing his sunglasses, allowing the dim light of his blood-red eyes to shine vaguely through the glass. Two: He’s outside your freaking bedroom. (Uhh, major creep much?) Three: The most pleading

[Name]: See to Karkat As you walk over to the youngest Vantas, Kankri follows Signless out of the room to talk about social injustices. Kneeling down beside him, you open your mouth to say something. Karkat cuts you off. "JUST GO THE FUCK AWAY YOU NOOKSNIFFER." He shouts, trying to cover his face. "Okay then, I won't offer to help you if that's how you feel." Karkat doesn't usually yell or curse directly at you, so you were actually a little hurt by his words. "FUCK. NO, IM SORRY." He looks at you as you do the same. You then move his hand away from his nose and gently massage it after realizing that it's only very lightly bruised. (people m

“Yo, like what the fuck are you even wearing?” “Shut the fuck up, Dirk.” “Is something like that even legal in like, Canada?” “What the hell does Canada have to do with this?” “You probably killed all their mooses and stuck them on that sweater, Dave.” “It’s meese.” “What?” “It’s not mooses, bro. It’s meese.” “It’s ameesing that you’re still wearing that sweater.” “That was pretty ironically lame, Dirk.” “Yeah? I’d like to see you do better.” “Moose out of the

“Davey! Davey, look!” You tugged on your older brother’s jacket, your [e/c] eyes filled with amazement. The two of you had just arrived at the lake where everyone was hanging out for the winter season. There were so many people out on the lake, doing flips and tricks. There amount of skills amazed you. I mean, couldn’t they only skate in the winter? You had always forgotten how after the season came back around. “I see them, I see them,” He said, casually ruffling your [h/c] locks. He plopped down on a wooden bench, and you took a seat next to him. He slipped off his winter boots and put on a pair of bra

Kankri slipped into one of his bright red sweaters and laced up his plain black converse. It was early morning, about 6 a.m. to be exact, and he was readying himself for a morning walk, just as he did every morning. As he stood up and headed for the door, something stood in his way. Your tiny little body was sitting in front of the door, your big [e/c] bulbs looking up at him curiously. “Oh, good morning, [Name],” Kankri said with a smile. He bent over and ruffled your baby locks. “Could you kindly move out of the way? I have to get going.” You simply shook your head. Kankri frowned. “Now, [Name], you know you