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Your name is ___ ___, and you, today, are feeling fairly tired and bored.
Your laptop was sitting lazily on your stomach as you lied on the floor of you bedroom, staring at your ceiling fan with a neutral expression.
'Bing!' your computer made the one noise you oh-so hoped it would chime.
Quickly, you sat yourself up and leaned against your bed, opening the new message from none other than your potential matesprit, Karkat Vantas.
-- carcinoGeneticist [ cG ] began pestering ---___ [ -_ ] at 01 : 38 P.M --
CG: HEY ___.
-_: Hey Karkat! What are you doing up? Didn't you have to go hang out with John today?
CG: WHO TOLD YOU THAT?
-_: ... John.
CG: AND YOU BELIEVED HIM.
-_: Let's change the topic! Are you actually busy today?
CG: NO. TO BE HONEST I AM BORED AS ALL FUCK.
-_: As am I, dude. Do you maybe wanna come over? We can go to the mall!
CG: LIKE LAST YEAR?
-_: Yup! I promise no more Mall Santa shenanigans, okay?
CG: ALRIGHT. BUT I SWEAR TO GOG IF IT DOES HAPPEN I WILL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN.
-_: Don't be such a pouty-face!
CG: OH BE QUIET. I'LL BE AT YOUR HIVE SHORTLY.
-- carcinoGeneticist [ cG ] ceased pestering ---___ [ -_ ] at 01 : 55 P.M --
You held in a squeal as you closed your laptop, before realizing you were still in pajamas.
Ah yes, the basic look for someone who spends all time on the internet.
You figured it'd be pretty cool to wear an ugly Christmas sweater for this particular event.
And so you did just that.
A red one with a fuzzy christmas tree on the front, and a derpy looking snowman on the back. Complete with fuzzy feathers around the collar, bottom, and top of the long sleeves.
Not too long afterwards, Karkat surely arrived at your house.
He looked un-decked.
Maybe he needs a certain ugly Christmas sweater for himself...
So you "let" him wear a gray one with snowflakes adorned all over.
By the time you saw him wearing it, both of your faces were red. Yours from laughter and his from embarrassment and possible foretold rage.
You merely grinned at him and took him to the mall.
The entirety of said mall was well-decorated, lights were strung everywhere, giant plastic presents were around, the good ol' 'Santa Shack' was up and running, and the air smelled of pine tree.
You turned to Karkat with a smile and suggested that you two go to the bookstore first.
He shrugged dismissively, which, in ___ language, meant yes. With that 'yes' equipped, you grabbed his wrist and darted up the stairs to the store, and then dropped his wrist when you sprinted to the YA section.
After some browsing, Karkat finally made it to your side, panting heavily. "Jesus tapdancing Christ, ___, c-can you not run at five-hundred miles an hour?"
"Nope~" you responded, poking his nose with a 'boop'.
Karkat grumbled a little bit as you scooped up a few books for your family and friends.
---
After checking out, you walked over to a bench and sat down on it, waiting again for Karkat.
Yet he didn't arrive for a long while.
And when he did, he had his own bag from the bookstore.
Turns out it also sells dumb little gifts.
The look on Karkat's face was incredible. Seemed like a mixture of amazement, confusion, and his genuine 'The hell is this?' gaze.
"Hi Karkat~ Whatcha got there?" you tilted your head as he sat down next to you.
He pulled out ... blocks.
Blocks with Christmas-y themes, arranged in a good greeting for the Holidays!
"Merry Snmgfiehp", it said.
"Merry... Snmhehehe---" you couldn't even finish the word before your eyes were filling with tears at whatever it was you were beholding. 'Snmgfiehp'? What the heck is that?
Karkat rested a hand on your shoulder as he chuckled sheepishly under his breath.
Classic.
"Ha--how much did that c-c-cost~?" you wiped a tear from your right eye as Karkat shrugged.
"I don't fucking know. Less than five human dollars, I know that much." he said.
"Not really a surprise..." you mused, picking up the thing yourself.
"Hey--" Karkat started, but you ruffled his hair.
"Look at this thing, dude. Truly stunning." you tried sounding like one of those narrators on a National Geographic show, and it worked nicely, "The wild set of blocks has proved to arrange itself in something so odd, so perfectly imperfect that it has stumped TWO different species!"
Karkat muttered something like 'gg' under his breath before taking the thing back and putting it in his bag.
Your eyes gazed around before spotting something that peaked your interest on the lower floor. At such, they gained more life as you majestically sprung up from the bench, looking down at Karkat and offering him your hand. He shook his head and stood up on his own.
"To the lower floor!"
"I'll ... take the elevator."
You rolled your eyes and walked with him to the escalator instead, riding down it while you were bouncing up and down, causing people to look at you and Karkat oddly.
Or maybe it was the fact that there was a short gray guy with horns resembling candy corn was next to a hyperactive bouncy teen.
Either way, you didn't mind the looks.
When the two of you stepped off, you covered his eyes and walked him over to his surprise. A little photo booth, themed for Christmas. You put in a dollar and uncovered his eyes. His face went straight red and he seemed to mewl an 'eep!'. You just laughed and poked a few things before, almost out of nowhere, a little bit of mistletoe dropped down from a slit at the top of the booth.
Karkat's eyes widened as the picture booth counted down from three.
A grin casted itself upon your face as you cooed to him with a giggle, somehow managing to pronounce it correctly, "Merry Snmgfiehp~" before you kissed.
Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays~
Your laptop was sitting lazily on your stomach as you lied on the floor of you bedroom, staring at your ceiling fan with a neutral expression.
'Bing!' your computer made the one noise you oh-so hoped it would chime.
Quickly, you sat yourself up and leaned against your bed, opening the new message from none other than your potential matesprit, Karkat Vantas.
-- carcinoGeneticist [ cG ] began pestering ---___ [ -_ ] at 01 : 38 P.M --
CG: HEY ___.
-_: Hey Karkat! What are you doing up? Didn't you have to go hang out with John today?
CG: WHO TOLD YOU THAT?
-_: ... John.
CG: AND YOU BELIEVED HIM.
-_: Let's change the topic! Are you actually busy today?
CG: NO. TO BE HONEST I AM BORED AS ALL FUCK.
-_: As am I, dude. Do you maybe wanna come over? We can go to the mall!
CG: LIKE LAST YEAR?
-_: Yup! I promise no more Mall Santa shenanigans, okay?
CG: ALRIGHT. BUT I SWEAR TO GOG IF IT DOES HAPPEN I WILL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN.
-_: Don't be such a pouty-face!
CG: OH BE QUIET. I'LL BE AT YOUR HIVE SHORTLY.
-- carcinoGeneticist [ cG ] ceased pestering ---___ [ -_ ] at 01 : 55 P.M --
You held in a squeal as you closed your laptop, before realizing you were still in pajamas.
Ah yes, the basic look for someone who spends all time on the internet.
You figured it'd be pretty cool to wear an ugly Christmas sweater for this particular event.
And so you did just that.
A red one with a fuzzy christmas tree on the front, and a derpy looking snowman on the back. Complete with fuzzy feathers around the collar, bottom, and top of the long sleeves.
Not too long afterwards, Karkat surely arrived at your house.
He looked un-decked.
Maybe he needs a certain ugly Christmas sweater for himself...
So you "let" him wear a gray one with snowflakes adorned all over.
By the time you saw him wearing it, both of your faces were red. Yours from laughter and his from embarrassment and possible foretold rage.
You merely grinned at him and took him to the mall.
The entirety of said mall was well-decorated, lights were strung everywhere, giant plastic presents were around, the good ol' 'Santa Shack' was up and running, and the air smelled of pine tree.
You turned to Karkat with a smile and suggested that you two go to the bookstore first.
He shrugged dismissively, which, in ___ language, meant yes. With that 'yes' equipped, you grabbed his wrist and darted up the stairs to the store, and then dropped his wrist when you sprinted to the YA section.
After some browsing, Karkat finally made it to your side, panting heavily. "Jesus tapdancing Christ, ___, c-can you not run at five-hundred miles an hour?"
"Nope~" you responded, poking his nose with a 'boop'.
Karkat grumbled a little bit as you scooped up a few books for your family and friends.
---
After checking out, you walked over to a bench and sat down on it, waiting again for Karkat.
Yet he didn't arrive for a long while.
And when he did, he had his own bag from the bookstore.
Turns out it also sells dumb little gifts.
The look on Karkat's face was incredible. Seemed like a mixture of amazement, confusion, and his genuine 'The hell is this?' gaze.
"Hi Karkat~ Whatcha got there?" you tilted your head as he sat down next to you.
He pulled out ... blocks.
Blocks with Christmas-y themes, arranged in a good greeting for the Holidays!
"Merry Snmgfiehp", it said.
"Merry... Snmhehehe---" you couldn't even finish the word before your eyes were filling with tears at whatever it was you were beholding. 'Snmgfiehp'? What the heck is that?
Karkat rested a hand on your shoulder as he chuckled sheepishly under his breath.
Classic.
"Ha--how much did that c-c-cost~?" you wiped a tear from your right eye as Karkat shrugged.
"I don't fucking know. Less than five human dollars, I know that much." he said.
"Not really a surprise..." you mused, picking up the thing yourself.
"Hey--" Karkat started, but you ruffled his hair.
"Look at this thing, dude. Truly stunning." you tried sounding like one of those narrators on a National Geographic show, and it worked nicely, "The wild set of blocks has proved to arrange itself in something so odd, so perfectly imperfect that it has stumped TWO different species!"
Karkat muttered something like 'gg' under his breath before taking the thing back and putting it in his bag.
Your eyes gazed around before spotting something that peaked your interest on the lower floor. At such, they gained more life as you majestically sprung up from the bench, looking down at Karkat and offering him your hand. He shook his head and stood up on his own.
"To the lower floor!"
"I'll ... take the elevator."
You rolled your eyes and walked with him to the escalator instead, riding down it while you were bouncing up and down, causing people to look at you and Karkat oddly.
Or maybe it was the fact that there was a short gray guy with horns resembling candy corn was next to a hyperactive bouncy teen.
Either way, you didn't mind the looks.
When the two of you stepped off, you covered his eyes and walked him over to his surprise. A little photo booth, themed for Christmas. You put in a dollar and uncovered his eyes. His face went straight red and he seemed to mewl an 'eep!'. You just laughed and poked a few things before, almost out of nowhere, a little bit of mistletoe dropped down from a slit at the top of the booth.
Karkat's eyes widened as the picture booth counted down from three.
A grin casted itself upon your face as you cooed to him with a giggle, somehow managing to pronounce it correctly, "Merry Snmgfiehp~" before you kissed.
Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays~
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Dave x Reader (A Cool Kid Christmas)
Enjoy. Pic not mine.
________________________
You stare blankly at the man thought to be your boyfriend. You guess that you where wrong because you cought him red handed with him making out with a women on the couch and feeling her up. You ran out of the house into the dtreats with tears running down your face. You thought you could trust him and he betrayed you the moment he got the chance.
Last Christmas I gave you my heart
but the very next day you gave it away
You drag your feet on the ground as if you were a zombie. Tears cascaded down your face as you try to catch you breath which was almost impossible because of the hiccups that leaked
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Pop rocks (TavrosXreader)
your name is _____, and this is whats happening.
Let's explain, shall we? You sit there smirking like a perverted idiot but what you're smirking at has nothing to do with your pervy mind. You have just handed your best-friend, (and flush crush) Tavros, a small bag of pop-rocks. This is going to be entertaining....
"uHH,, _-___? wHATS,,,uHH THIS?" he says nervously examining the bag or pop rocks.
"Tavros, honey, it's candy! c'mon try it!"
His face lights up at the thought of candy, "oH,,,hEHE o-OK, _____." goddamn he's so fucking adorable! You kinda feel bad for making him eat the candy. but you just REALLY want to see his react
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Pop Rocks (KankriXreader)
your name is _____, and this is whats happening.
Let's explain, shall we? You sit there smirking like a perverted idiot but what you're smirking at has nothing to do with your pervy mind. You have just handed your best-friend, (and flush crush) kankri, a small bag of pop-rocks. This is going to be entertaining....
“____, would you care to explain what this, uhm, substance is?” He said examining the bag of candy carefully. “Kanny. It's human candy. It's not gonna hurt ya, * cough* but you might be triggered * cough *” you say, not so discretely.
“what was that, ____? Your lack of enunciation can be triggering
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what am i doing with my life... |D
here yall go - i promised a christmas reader x karkat and by gosh by golly yall are gonna get one
now i need to write a fanfic for a contest when my hands ARENT aching... / u \
Karkat (c) Hussie
You (c) Branflakes
Snmgiehp (c) Trunicky Claus (lolidk)
EDIT: gonna point out now that this is kiiiiiiiiind of a sequel to this .: Secret Santa :. Reader x Karkat: No, not now.
here yall go - i promised a christmas reader x karkat and by gosh by golly yall are gonna get one
now i need to write a fanfic for a contest when my hands ARENT aching... / u \
Karkat (c) Hussie
You (c) Branflakes
Snmgiehp (c) Trunicky Claus (lolidk)
EDIT: gonna point out now that this is kiiiiiiiiind of a sequel to this .: Secret Santa :. Reader x Karkat: No, not now.
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XD You even found a picture for it!