HOMESTUCK KINK MEME III

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HOME STUCK KINK MEME III

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John, You Make Me So Uncool

[anonymous]

Bro/John has become my favorite John pairing following Eridan/John, but seeing as there's quite a few Eridan/John fics out there, I want to see more Bro/John.

Prompt: Bro can have anyone he wants. Getting dates is NOT a problem for him. But admitting he's in love - like really in love - with his little brother's best friend is a tough thing for the Bro. And it gets worse when John decides to go to college (at seventeen because, fuck, he's pretty good at schoolwork, but not at common sense) in the city so he can be closer to Dave and Bro since they're his closest friends.

Dave decides to play match-maker.

Bonus points for Bro losing his cool and having a couple small freak-outs either in the privacy of his room or when it's just him and Dave because, fuck, John makes him feel so uncool.

Extra bonus points for vanilla fluff-sex and hand-holding during sex.

Long fills are preferred, but I'll take anything as long as it's fluffy and tooth-rottingly sweet.

Re: John, You Make Me So Uncool [2b/?]

[anonymous]

Another camper with popcorn here.

Re: John, You Make Me So Uncool [2b/?]

[superfiller]

This awesome and you are awesome for helping it come into being.

Also now I totally have this mental image of Bro tentatively (WOW those are not words that belong together) sticking out his tongue and lithly licking the popsicle stick.

Re: John, You Make Me So Uncool [2b/?]

[anonymous]

*pitches a tent*

Re: John, You Make Me So Uncool [2b/?]

[anonymous]

-jumps up and down on F5 button-

seeing as we're all camping out here should i bring marshmallows

Re: John, You Make Me So Uncool [2b/?]

[anonymous]

This would be me giggling like a gogdamn schoolgirl at the end of this.

Just, yes.

<3 Eagerly awaiting the next part.

John, You Make Me So Uncool [3a/?]

[anonymous]

You go out that night and you don't come back early. In fact, you almost don't come back at all, falling asleep in some co-ed's dorm room, and only waking up around three in the morning because her halfway-to-stoned roommate decides to light lavender incense and play some of that bullshit tranquility music while she does yoga.

Fucking weird, man.

You hope this girl didn't expect you to hang around, but you doubt it. She was into you, and you were-you were into it, but it wasn't anything special, not really, even if you take her whole interest in biting you into consideration. Nothing new, you think as you hightail it the fuck out of there

John, You Make Me So Uncool [3b/?]

[anonymous]

You consider telling him right where he can go (fuckin' Mexico, bro, you'll drive him to the border yourself, if you have to), but instead just raise an eyebrow, like, "I have no idea what you're talking about, man," and, without really thinking, reflexively, pull down on one of your gloves so it's just a bit more snug, adding, "I just got here and had no idea who was on my couch. Wasn't surprised to find out it was your boyfriend, but-"

"Oh, come on, lame," Dave interrupts you, and he at least has the decency to look a little worried about doing so. He's pretty much justified in calling you out, though, whether you like it or not, so you don't do anything about it. "I never thought I'd hear you say something that fucking-my boyfriend? Really

Re: John, You Make Me So Uncool [3b/?]

[anonymous]

Y'know, I think my favorite part of this is how Bro feels so KNOCKED DOWN TO NORMAL, SHIT. It's odd (but not bad) to see him act more human for once. If still epically awesome.

Cannot wait for the next installment, whenever it may come! <3

Re: John, You Make Me So Uncool [3b/?]

[anonymous]

This is really fantastic so far! I didn't even think I liked this pairing, but you have proved me wrong. It's positively adorable and weird. Really looking forward to your next update. *munches popcorn*

OP

[anonymous]

Hahaha! Oh, Bro. I love Nervous!Bro. It's so...so...sexy and adorable at the same time and that really shouldn't be possible, but it's Bro, so it IS possible.

*makes popcorn and waits eagerly for the next update*

Re: John, You Make Me So Uncool [3b/?]

[anonymous]

i don't even like bro/john but aaaaahhhh /flails around

Re: John, You Make Me So Uncool [3b/?]

[anonymous]

Oh bro! You are so done in by John's beautiful derpy charm like no other!

John, You Make Me So Uncool [4a/?]

[anonymous]

this part is so long oh my god you guys i am so sorry feel free to punch me over the internet or whatever.

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Almost three weeks later and you're simultaneously closer and further from getting what you want. It's like you've got John Egbert under a microscope. You can see every little detail, crystal clear, but he's on a whole other level that you can't quite touch. A level where he tries to stock the fridge in your apartment with milk because he thinks you guys need the calcium (and he explains that to you, completely serious, like he actually cares).

He even makes Dave stay at home one night rather than go out to a party, because he thinks playing board games is way more fun.

Seriously.

You aren't playing it with them at first, but you notice, on your third trip to the kitchen to grab heat up some Chinese food, that Dave is getting thoroughly embarrassed. By John. While playing Clue.

"Third time in a row," the kid is yelling, fist pumped up in the air (and god, could he emote any more?). "You sure do suck at this game. I mean

John, You Make Me So Uncool [4b/?]

[anonymous]

It's three hours later and John's beat you in eleven games of Clue in a row, and you're strarting to wonder if there's some sort of defect in the Strider gene that prevents one from being good at board games. You never were very good at Monopoly.

"Professor Plum, in the kitchen, with the rope," John exclaims, waving the cards at you, a huge, silly grin on his face.

God you hate when it's the rope.

"Best twelve out of twenty-three?" you ask, and it's weird how you actually mean that. How you would gladly sit here and play twelve more games of Clue with this fucking. This goddamn. This goober. No other word for him, really, he's just. He's the human version of a chocolate-covered peanut.

"Aw, I'd like to, but, well," John's fiddling with the tiny plastic rope and pouting rather pointedly at the DVD player under the TV, where the clock reads 10:36.

Oh. Right.

"When I say he goes to bed at eleven, I'm completely fucking serious. I wish I was joking. I wish I could say 'April Fool's', but I can't. Eleven on the dot, every night. If I

John, You Make Me So Uncool [4c/?]

[anonymous]

One second he's laughing at that and the next he's hugging you, and here's the thing. Here's the fucking thing. You cannot remember the last time someone actually hugged you. It's been forever. It was probably Dave, when he was little and didn't know any better. Didn't understand that high fives and brofists were the preferred method of affection in the household.

Hugs are weird, and you don't know what they mean. They're less than a kiss, but more than just casual contact. They're also pretty fucking lame, as far as you're concerned.

John, though, is hugging you, and this ain't no half-assed one-arm deal, you've got the whole package going on here. He's flush against you, arms around you, cheek firmly on your chest because he's about a head shorter than you, and it's all you can do to wrap your arms awkwardly (awkwardly, good lord, you doing something awkwardly) around him