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Sollux X Reader X Karkat: Stupid Games“Come on Karkitty! Play a game with me and Sol!” You said, for the millionth time. And yet again he refused. “iif you don’t play, ii’ll make you wear a dre22.” Sollux threatened. “YOU’RE SO FREAKING MEAN.” Karkat yelled but finally sighed and grabbed a wii(Sollux loves wii’s XD) remote. “WHAT GAME?” “2uper Mariio Bro2, three player, competiitiive. Fiighting for coiin2 ii2 fun.” “Yeah, it is!” “I GUESS I’LL FREAKING PLAY.” Sollux and you high-fived at your success of getting him to play. You started out the game, and it was all going good until Sollux pushed Karkat’s player-character-thing off of the screen. “SOLLUX!!! YOU CAN’T DO THAT!” Karkat yelled.
“iit’2 completely faiir. iit’2 competiitiive mode. You have to compete.” “YEAH, BUT YOU CAN’T DO THAT! YOU PUSHED ME OFF OF THE SCREEN! LET’S SEE HOW YOU FEEL
AWOS-Final ChapterCHAPTER 4
You wheeled to your locker to get out some books and such. You grabbed those and went to grab a calculator when you saw a folded piece of paper at the bottom of the locker. You grabbed it and unfolded it. You blushed. It was a picture of you and (name), the girl you met the other day, hugging. It was obviously one of Nepeta’s drawings. That meant…she must have been shipping. Oh god, no. You don’t like her…do you?
You were just sitting in your chair, doing some math. That’s right, math class. Math plus you equals stress to the power of fail. You heard a knock on the door of the classroom. The teacher went over and you saw…Tavros wheel in. He handed a note to your teacher. “(Name), there’s something for you in the office.” She/He said. You got up and went with Tavros. “Hey Tav.” You said. “Hey (name). Uh…you realize that the note was fake, right?” He s
Chapter 3 AWOSChapter 3
-and now…FIRST PERSON P.O.V. YEAAUUUUUUUH!!!-
It had been 3 days since you’d last saw him. You couldn’t stop thinking about him. You kept drawing him on your journals. As a matter of fact, you were in (foreign language) class and you were drawing him on your journal. “Ms. (last name), how do you say-“ The teacher started. “(Foreign word for apple in language of choice).” You said, continuing to draw. You were awesome. The bell rang and you grabbed your journal and stood up, walking to lunch. “(NAME)!!!” You heard someone yell.
You instantly smiled and turned around, arms opened wide. Nepeta ran at you and tackle-hugged you. “Hey, Nep!” You laughed, hugging her back like a normal person. “Hi, (annoying nickname)!!!” Nepeta said. You made a face when she called you that. “Do not want.” You said and went on what you called, ‘Dave’s poker-face mode’. She made a poker-face
CHAPTER 2 AWOSCHAPTER 2
She opened her eyes. They were blurry from a mix of tears and being closed. She rubbed her eyes to see better. She saw a wheelchair that had no one in it. She looked next to her and saw a kid laying there. He looked shocked. He half pushed himself up. “A-Are you uh, okay?!” He asked in a somewhat squeaky voice.
“Yeah…Wait a minute, are you okay?!” She asked, looking at the wheelchair then back at him. “Well uh, I could use um, a little help…” He said, looking at her. She picked him up while standing up and put him in the wheelchair. “Thanks.” He said. “No prob. Why were you going to Mr. B?” You asked. “Well, I’m a teacher’s aide. I had to uh, deliver something.” He said, holding up a note.
“My name’s uh, Tavros by the way…Tavros Nitram.” He said. “(F. Name). (F. Name) (L. Name).” She responded, walking over to the principal’s office as h
A Word Of Silence-Tavros x Reader Chapter One She sat at the principal’s desk, next to one of the people that she hated. “Ms. Serket, can you explain for us one more time what (name) did to you?” He asked. “Sh-She made fun of m-my robot arm!!!” Vriska cried. She was making this all up to get (name) in trouble. “Well then, let’s hear her side of the story. (Name)?” He said.
“I was just walking in the halls when she grabbed me and dragged me in here…I didn’t do anything!!!” She said. “But then why would she do this?” He asked. “She wants to get me in trouble, because she hates me!” You nearly shouted. “Th-that’s not true, Mr. Brooks!! I just want her to be my friend but she—“ Vriska started. “Enough! Vriska, speak only when spoken to. (Name), why do you think she hates you?” Mr. Brooks asked. You stood up and grabbed your stuff. “Because she’s a bully.” She said, and walked out o
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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