becca is so cute
she fell asleep in the flowers hehe
((sobbing))
((GUYS I FOUND A CUTE FLUFFY DAVEJADE FIC THAT ACTUALLY CHARACTERIZES BOTH OF THEM WELL
DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD THAT IS
LKSDFNDSJGFDGFD
http://archiveofourown.org/works/403244
JUST
UGH))
My new favourite pair with Jade in it. <3
goddamnit harley
we both know i look like harry malfoy in your glasses anyway
hehehehe
i dunno dave i think it works for you!!!
(Source: theblogwhereisaystufffff)
Be the asshole
Jade took a few sips of her hot chocolate before shrugging slightly in response. She put it down, twisting the piece of cardboard wrapped around it to keep her hand from getting burned as she picked off more layers of croissant.
“Of course I’ll be okay. I’m not some damsel in distress who needs her prince charming to be there to hold her hand every step of the way.” she winced slightly at how harsh she sounded. “Sorry. I’m not accusing you of thinking or saying that. I’m just a little on edge is all.” She took another sip of cocoa, biting down on the edge of the cup for a second. “I am however, a person who would like it if her best friend since she was ten at least tried to pay a little bit of attention to her.” she stared down at the table again, tracing the grain of the wood with her eyes.
“I’m not saying you need a prince, I’m saying your prince turned out to be an ass and I’d like to be here if it turns out you’d like to be the damsel for once. Uh, okay, that sounded weird, but what I’m trying to say is…”
He chomped a big piece of the baked goodie.
“… Yeah. I’ll try to be better at this, and starting now. So if you’d like to talk about Davesprite…”
He sipped his now not-scolding coffee, eyeing her over the shades.
Jade chuckled slightly, offering a tight smile. “Damsels are princesses. I’m a witch, not a princess.” she shook her head slowly, tearing off more croissant to eat. “It would just be nice if for once in my life someone I’m close to could avoid being an asshole. Somehow or another the most stable person I know ended up being Karkat.” she shrugged again, sipping more cocoa. Reaching up, she rubbed her temples. “I’m just tired of people telling me they won’t leave and then up and fucking leaving. What’s the point of having friends if they aren’t ever around?” she mumbled towards the table, her voice soft.
Be the asshole
She had spaced out a moment, staring off at one of the small groups of friends laughign together in the large corner table. She shook her head, looking back to Dave, puzzled for a moment.
“Hm? Oh, yeah sure. If you don’t mind I mean. Just ah, a hot chocolate. And a chocolate croissant if they have it.” she smiled slightly, reaching into her pants pocket for the old squiddles wallet and leafing through it for a ten or twenty to hand Dave.
“Coming right up.”
He didn’t take her money, just gave her a smile and went to the counter.
They had croissants, oddly enough, and Dave bought one for himself as well because they looked yummy. No hot chocolate for him though, he went for a little too big cup of black coffee, feeling like he needed it.
Then he paid and brought it pack, setting Jade’s order in front of her with another smile.
He didn’t know why he was smiling so much. Letting his pokerface rest for a while was always easier around Jade, and being the insufferable coolkid really seemed like a shit idea when she was mad at him.
He sat down.
“There we go”While he was at the counter, she settled down at the table, leaning on her elbows. She smiled up at him as he set down her drink and the croissant. Even if she was still mad at him… It was nice to see him, and it was nice to see him smile. He hadn’t exactly been too well off either of the previous times she’d seen him. She picked a little at the croissant, tearing a layer of buttery dough off and taking the lid off the hot cocoa so she could dip the piece in it. She looked over at Dave after he sat down, smiling slightly again.
“So, how have you been?” the question was an actual question this time, not just something to fill the static of their silence.
Dave sipped his coffee and managed to burn the fuck out of his tongue. But after a small whine coupled with slamming his hand in front of his mouth so he wouldn’t spill everything everywhere, he managed to give an answer.
“I’ve been cool, but the real question, homie”
He leaned back to balance at the back legs of the chair, holding his palms together with both index fingers pointing at her and the other fingers braided in each other.
“Is how are you.”Jade raised an eyebrow and shook her head as Dave flailed around after burning his tongue. She blew her bangs up and shrugged as he asked how she was.
“I’ve been okay I guess, minus the whole punching a window thing. Haven’t really been doing much. Not much to do when everyone you know is off with their respective significant other and yours has just sort of vanished off the face of the planet and your best friend keeps showing up only to take off without a word repeatedly.”
He opened his mouth. Then closed it again, looking guilty.
“… Yeah… I kinda suc- Wait, Davesprite poofed?”
And now he just looked confused.Jade nodded, tearing off another piece of croissant and munching on it, then taking a sip of hot chocolate, staring at the design in the table top. “Yep. No clue where he went. I’ve zapped back to where we were living a few times, left notes, that sorta thing but.. no dice. Dunno what happened. So I guess it was quite of unfair to take all my anger out on you since some of it at least was direct at him. Not that you weren’t kind of an asshole too.”
Dave got a seriously uncomfortable expression on his face, tipping his chair back forward and lifting his own croissant to look suspiciously at it.
“… Woha. What a dick I can be.”
Saying “I” and “me” when talking about his alternates seemed only natural to Dave, but remembering others might be confused, he corrected himself.
“… We. What a couple of dicks we can be. Striders tend to just leave whenever feeling like it, must be a genetical defect… I know I’m really no the best at being bestfriends or mwahrails or whatever” The traces of texan accent he hadn’t been able to get rid of betrayed him, messing up the pronunciation, and looking kind of embrassed he tried again.
“… Moir- Moirails. Okay, there we go. Yeah, I’m a shitty mwahrail, but dude… Are you gonna be okay?”
He nibbled at the croissant.
Jade took a few sips of her hot chocolate before shrugging slightly in response. She put it down, twisting the piece of cardboard wrapped around it to keep her hand from getting burned as she picked off more layers of croissant.
“Of course I’ll be okay. I’m not some damsel in distress who needs her prince charming to be there to hold her hand every step of the way.” she winced slightly at how harsh she sounded. “Sorry. I’m not accusing you of thinking or saying that. I’m just a little on edge is all.” She took another sip of cocoa, biting down on the edge of the cup for a second. “I am however, a person who would like it if her best friend since she was ten at least tried to pay a little bit of attention to her.” she stared down at the table again, tracing the grain of the wood with her eyes.
((OOC))
((Brb gotta fax some insurance forms and send a thing to a person))
Be the asshole
She had spaced out a moment, staring off at one of the small groups of friends laughign together in the large corner table. She shook her head, looking back to Dave, puzzled for a moment.
“Hm? Oh, yeah sure. If you don’t mind I mean. Just ah, a hot chocolate. And a chocolate croissant if they have it.” she smiled slightly, reaching into her pants pocket for the old squiddles wallet and leafing through it for a ten or twenty to hand Dave.
“Coming right up.”
He didn’t take her money, just gave her a smile and went to the counter.
They had croissants, oddly enough, and Dave bought one for himself as well because they looked yummy. No hot chocolate for him though, he went for a little too big cup of black coffee, feeling like he needed it.
Then he paid and brought it pack, setting Jade’s order in front of her with another smile.
He didn’t know why he was smiling so much. Letting his pokerface rest for a while was always easier around Jade, and being the insufferable coolkid really seemed like a shit idea when she was mad at him.
He sat down.
“There we go”While he was at the counter, she settled down at the table, leaning on her elbows. She smiled up at him as he set down her drink and the croissant. Even if she was still mad at him… It was nice to see him, and it was nice to see him smile. He hadn’t exactly been too well off either of the previous times she’d seen him. She picked a little at the croissant, tearing a layer of buttery dough off and taking the lid off the hot cocoa so she could dip the piece in it. She looked over at Dave after he sat down, smiling slightly again.
“So, how have you been?” the question was an actual question this time, not just something to fill the static of their silence.
Dave sipped his coffee and managed to burn the fuck out of his tongue. But after a small whine coupled with slamming his hand in front of his mouth so he wouldn’t spill everything everywhere, he managed to give an answer.
“I’ve been cool, but the real question, homie”
He leaned back to balance at the back legs of the chair, holding his palms together with both index fingers pointing at her and the other fingers braided in each other.
“Is how are you.”Jade raised an eyebrow and shook her head as Dave flailed around after burning his tongue. She blew her bangs up and shrugged as he asked how she was.
“I’ve been okay I guess, minus the whole punching a window thing. Haven’t really been doing much. Not much to do when everyone you know is off with their respective significant other and yours has just sort of vanished off the face of the planet and your best friend keeps showing up only to take off without a word repeatedly.”
He opened his mouth. Then closed it again, looking guilty.
“… Yeah… I kinda suc- Wait, Davesprite poofed?”
And now he just looked confused.
Jade nodded, tearing off another piece of croissant and munching on it, then taking a sip of hot chocolate, staring at the design in the table top. “Yep. No clue where he went. I’ve zapped back to where we were living a few times, left notes, that sorta thing but.. no dice. Dunno what happened. So I guess it was quite of unfair to take all my anger out on you since some of it at least was direct at him. Not that you weren’t kind of an asshole too.”
Be the asshole
She had spaced out a moment, staring off at one of the small groups of friends laughign together in the large corner table. She shook her head, looking back to Dave, puzzled for a moment.
“Hm? Oh, yeah sure. If you don’t mind I mean. Just ah, a hot chocolate. And a chocolate croissant if they have it.” she smiled slightly, reaching into her pants pocket for the old squiddles wallet and leafing through it for a ten or twenty to hand Dave.
“Coming right up.”
He didn’t take her money, just gave her a smile and went to the counter.
They had croissants, oddly enough, and Dave bought one for himself as well because they looked yummy. No hot chocolate for him though, he went for a little too big cup of black coffee, feeling like he needed it.
Then he paid and brought it pack, setting Jade’s order in front of her with another smile.
He didn’t know why he was smiling so much. Letting his pokerface rest for a while was always easier around Jade, and being the insufferable coolkid really seemed like a shit idea when she was mad at him.
He sat down.
“There we go”While he was at the counter, she settled down at the table, leaning on her elbows. She smiled up at him as he set down her drink and the croissant. Even if she was still mad at him… It was nice to see him, and it was nice to see him smile. He hadn’t exactly been too well off either of the previous times she’d seen him. She picked a little at the croissant, tearing a layer of buttery dough off and taking the lid off the hot cocoa so she could dip the piece in it. She looked over at Dave after he sat down, smiling slightly again.
“So, how have you been?” the question was an actual question this time, not just something to fill the static of their silence.
Dave sipped his coffee and managed to burn the fuck out of his tongue. But after a small whine coupled with slamming his hand in front of his mouth so he wouldn’t spill everything everywhere, he managed to give an answer.
“I’ve been cool, but the real question, homie”
He leaned back to balance at the back legs of the chair, holding his palms together with both index fingers pointing at her and the other fingers braided in each other.
“Is how are you.”
Jade raised an eyebrow and shook her head as Dave flailed around after burning his tongue. She blew her bangs up and shrugged as he asked how she was.
“I’ve been okay I guess, minus the whole punching a window thing. Haven’t really been doing much. Not much to do when everyone you know is off with their respective significant other and yours has just sort of vanished off the face of the planet and your best friend keeps showing up only to take off without a word repeatedly.”
Be the asshole
She had spaced out a moment, staring off at one of the small groups of friends laughign together in the large corner table. She shook her head, looking back to Dave, puzzled for a moment.
“Hm? Oh, yeah sure. If you don’t mind I mean. Just ah, a hot chocolate. And a chocolate croissant if they have it.” she smiled slightly, reaching into her pants pocket for the old squiddles wallet and leafing through it for a ten or twenty to hand Dave.
“Coming right up.”
He didn’t take her money, just gave her a smile and went to the counter.
They had croissants, oddly enough, and Dave bought one for himself as well because they looked yummy. No hot chocolate for him though, he went for a little too big cup of black coffee, feeling like he needed it.
Then he paid and brought it pack, setting Jade’s order in front of her with another smile.
He didn’t know why he was smiling so much. Letting his pokerface rest for a while was always easier around Jade, and being the insufferable coolkid really seemed like a shit idea when she was mad at him.
He sat down.
“There we go”
While he was at the counter, she settled down at the table, leaning on her elbows. She smiled up at him as he set down her drink and the croissant. Even if she was still mad at him… It was nice to see him, and it was nice to see him smile. He hadn’t exactly been too well off either of the previous times she’d seen him. She picked a little at the croissant, tearing a layer of buttery dough off and taking the lid off the hot cocoa so she could dip the piece in it. She looked over at Dave after he sat down, smiling slightly again.
“So, how have you been?” the question was an actual question this time, not just something to fill the static of their silence.
