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Attraction (Karkat!Reader)

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WARNING: there IS some strong language! But seeing how it is Karkat I doubt a mature content warning is needed. So if you don't like strong language THEN GO AWAY! (besides, if you don't like cursing why'd you read homestuck anyways?

          You are a human female who’s sixteen years old. You’re friend Dave has invited you to a small house party he’s having with some of his other friends. You’ve been pretty good friends with Dave since grade school and you live on the same street, albeit opposite ends of the same street.
          It’s a little unnerving meeting his friends. I mean, you know what they are, but not who they are. At least you won’t be the only human there. Dave also invited his other friend John Egbert. Wonder what trolls are like. Are they like the stereotypical under-the-bridge kind of troll? How tall are they? What do they eat?
These questions bounce around your brain, the echoes of said thoughts calling new questions to the surface. Engulfed in a sea of deep psychological thought you didn’t even realize that you passed Dave’s house three houses ago. Gosh, how embarrassing. Hopefully he wasn’t looking through the window or anything.
          Picking up your pace to a jog you turn around and head back. With one last burst of more than necessary energetic activity you dash through his yard and leap the three steps to the door. You stand there with your hands on your knees as you pant like an over worked dog. God you’re out of shape. After a minute or two of heavy breathing and making gym resolutions you know you won’t keep you finally decide to knock on the door. You hope you don’t look as out of breath as you feel, you don’t want it to seem like you were in a hurry or anything to get here.
           After a moment of silence the sound of walking is heard behind the door. It slowly swings open to reveal Dave leaning against the doorway wearing the shades he always wore, even indoors. You didn’t even know what his eye color was. Was he born wearing those sunglasses?
           “Hey ______.” He greeted you with the same expression he always wore.
           “Hey Dave. Gonna let me in?” You raised your eyebrows, which was your usual gesture of hello. In one fluid movement he leaned away from the door jam and turned around to slowly saunter down the hall, waving you to follow him. Even his movements were cool. However yours, not so much. You managed to trip over the doormat, stumble through the door, and nearly face plant a wall. The epitome of grace you are.
You follow Dave into his living room, thankful that he either didn’t see or ignored your brilliant entrance, where you see everyone else already waiting. There was a tall, long-horned troll sprawled out across the sofa, and another troll in a wheelchair next to the sofa who had horns that reminded you of a bull. Sitting on the couch across the room was John and Rose, you’ve met them once or twice before.
           “Everyone, ________. __________, everyone,” Dave quickly introduced you as he left the room into what you guessed was the kitchen. You stared blankly as every eye in the room was on you.
           “Another fucking human? What the hell is she doing here?” An angry voice growled. You whipped around to find another troll sitting in a chair in the corner as far from everyone else as he could possibly get. He seemed shorter than the other trolls, but still taller than you, or at least the same height. He wore a dark grey turtleneck with, was that the cancer symbol? And he was giving you a disapproving glare, which didn’t have its intended effect on you due to his messy styled hair and little nub like horns. If anything he was flat out adorable.
           “Hi, uh, don’t mind him. He’s always angry. I-I’m Tavros,” the troll in the wheelchair greeted you. You smiled at him and noticed the troll you assumed was asleep raise slowly off the couch.
           “I’m Gamzee,” he said with half lidded eyes, “and the angry motherfucker over there is Karkat.” You glanced one more time at Karkat. He crossed his arms, annoyance rolling off him in waves, and grumbled under his breath. Wait, no, not grumbled, growled. Actually growled.
           “Well, let’s get the party started.” Dave walked back in the room, arms filled with drinks. And so the party began.

                                                                 {A FEW HOURS LATER}

           It’s been hours sense the party originally started. Karkat didn’t know why he stuck around so long. He had plenty of other much more interesting things he could’ve been doing. Such as watching his favorite romcom that was supposed to come on today. Damn it, he missed it. Stupid humans, preoccupying his time. Why’d he come anyways? Whatever, it didn’t matter now, it was just another day fucking wasted.
           Currently, Karkat was sitting on one of the sofas now, next to _______. He didn’t care too much for human company, but there was something about you that intrigued him. He couldn’t quite name what it was about you he found intriguing, but it was definitely something. For the last few hours, without you noticing of course, he’d been casting glances over in your direction. He was failing horribly at trying not to notice how noticeable you were. Did anyone else notice it, too? Looking around Karkat didn’t notice any unusual behavior directed in your general direction. How could no one else notice you? A sudden bout of laughter from the surrounding guests brought Karkat back to the party from where he’d been deeply submerged in his thoughts. Wait, what was everyone laughing at? Why were they looking at him?
           “What the fuck are you laughing at asshats?” he growled.
           “You missed all of that? Oh man, is it true you really purr when your horns are touched?” Dave laughed so hard he had to clutch at his stomach. A light candy red blush dusted across Karkat’s face. Shit, not this story.
           “WHO THE FUCK TOLD YOU THAT? GAMZEE, YOU BULGE MUNCHING NOOKSTAIN STOP TELLING PEOPLE THAT!” he yelled at the troll, resulting in even more laughter.
           “Sorry Karbro, Rose all up and brought up cats and it made me think of you.” Gamzee was stretched out across the carpet, careful to be out of Karkats immediate reach.
           “Awwwww, you’re like a kitten!” Rose squealed.
           “Karkitty!” John shrieked with laughter. Karkat’s blush burned deeper as every curse he’d ever learned ran through his head in a long surprisingly grammatically correct sentence. Even _______ was laughing along.
           “Come on guys, Karkat is nothing like a kitten. He’s waaaaay too violent and angry to be a kitten.” Dave, having finally regained his breath, wiped away a tear from underneath his shades. Everyone seemed to agree.
           “Thanks Dave,” Karkat growled sarcastically. Don’t get him wrong, he didn’t disagree that with Dave, there was no way on this fucking planet that he was anything like a gog damn kitten. It’s just that he wasn’t angry and violent all the time. Somewhere deep, deep down he was the tiniest bit hurt that everyone thought he was always angry. Fuck it, no one ever really understood him anyways.
           “I doubt that,” you spoke up. Even though you had a naturally quiet voice everyone heard you, and turned towards you eyebrows raised.
           “Well then you obviously don’t know Karkat,” John laughed.
           “I think somewhere deep down he has a soft gentle side,” you replied, casting a small smile at Karkat, getting more than one scoff in return.
           Karkat was a little shocked, you just stated exactly what he’d been thinking. But he wasn’t about to let you know that.
           “Well you’re fucking wrong, I don’t have a Gog damned soft side, asshat,” he retorted. Even though he spoke the words as sharp as he could to get the point across,he knew that you saw right through that, even if everyone else didn’t.
           How could you understand him like that? You didn’t even know him! He wasn’t quite sure he was comfortable with someone knowing him that personally. And the way you smiled at him stirred something in him, causing him to blush. What the hell was this feeling? It was similar to the feeling he felt when he was watching his romcoms but this felt more….real. Oh no. Oh fucking no. There was no way on this Gog forsaken earth that he was developing a flush crush on you. He didn’t even know you! But, now that he thought about it, he wouldn’t mind getting to know you. Gog damn it, he hated admitting it, even to himself, but he was attracted to you.
Okay, okay I knooooooow this isn't very exciting or whatever and I'm sorry ^^; Its simply an introduction to, and will be referenced in the fanfics to come SO JUST BARE WITH ME! Trust me, the upcoming fanfics will include more sweet and/or steamy (if you know what i mean;) ) content.

I do hope you enjoy what little entertainment this provides :) I promise (cross my heart and hope to die) that the next fanfiction will be much MUCH more entertaining!

Anywho, feel free to tell me what you think :)
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NyanCat001's avatar
AWWWW~~ How cute~ I know one thing's for certain-
I WILL touch his horns someday!! He SHALL become KARKITTY~~ :iconstudmuffinplz::iconshyblushplz:
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