~Please read at least this first note~

Requests are open, all ships are welcome and please no ship hate. I probably won't support some of the ships that I write, I don't think anyone supports all ships besides Nepeta.

I'd like to keep a T rating on this, though I will put warnings and ratings on top of each individual one. If I don't get requests for a bit I'm going to simply write random ones.

Requesting: When requesting please specify either a ship, a plot, or both. If you really support a ship, but have no idea what you want me to do with it, I'll choose something. If you have a plot or an idea, but don't know what ship would fit, I'll ask you for confirmation on one that I think. For ships with plots or ideas, I'll try my best to interpret what you say correctly and write it out as you wish it to be. Again, I'd like to keep this rated T on the sexual content, but for excessive violence, language, or heated scenes I will put an individual warning on the chapter. If you wish to remain anonymous please let me know, or I will probably post your username, especially if you requested a plot, so please make sure! I will try to remember to ask you through either your comment or PM. PLEASE NO OCs! I may allow them at some point, but please no for right now.

Thank you to everyone who has read all of this, these should never be more than two-three sentences long in the future along with the story description as seen bellow.

Enjoy~

Dave x Karkat

Read from Karkat's POV. Warning!: Being read from Karkat's Point of View, there will be excessive cussing/cursing/swearing and many analogies and metaphors that may make you uncomfortable. But then again, we've all read or heard of Homestuck here, but I just though a warning would be nice.

Summary: High School AU, Human!Stuck. When Karkat's dad, appropriately nicknamed Crabdad, is late to pick him up again on a rainy day, will someone come to be his knight in shining armor? Based on a request by a friend who has no account.

Rating: Teen

I sat on the front steps that led to the school. Again. Stupid fucking Crabdad was late for the sixth time this month and it was only the 14th of April. The saying 'April showers bring May flowers' rang through my head. Well if this goddamn rain could've waited until I was in the car, or at least until he was almost here that would've been better than this shit. I'd been here for well over an hour, my shoes were squishy and uncomfortable, my clothes drenched and clingy. I was beyond pissed at this point and the last thing that I needed was a Strider walking up to me, let alone Dave Strider.

"What the fuck are you still doing here?" I glared up at him from where I'd balled myself up on the steps.

"I could ask you the same thing," He smirked.

"I don't need your shit right now," I looked away to show that I was ignoring his presence.

"I have an umbrella, Vantas. How good does that sound?" He waggled his eyebrows at me from under the shades he wore 24/7.

"Pretty dandy about a fucking hour ago!" I shouted, looking down at the water that spilt from my shoe's sole when I pressed down in disgust.

"How about I walk you home?" He offered.

"Hell no, why would I let you do that? Anyway, my dad will be here," I huffed. I knew he wouldn't...

"Please, your dad never shows up if he's late more than five minutes. You always end up walking home alone anyway, why not have a friend with you this time?" He smirked. I was kind of creeped out now.

"What the fuck?" I stared at him, expecting an answer as to where he got this information. He could have simply guessed knowing Crabdad. Its not that he's an awful parent, but he does get forgetfull and at some point figures I'll make my own way to where I need to be.

"I stay in the music room after school until about 6 and I have a good view of you. I decided since it was raining, I might as well give you a ride home. I would've been out sooner, but I figured he'd be here at some point because it's raining. Guess not, so I thought I'd walk you home. Guitars already up and everything," He bent down next to me, coming a little over eye level.

"Whatever, do what you want, but I'm going home," I stood up, coming to a pathetic height of staring straight ahead and at his lower shoulder. Goddamn shortness.

"Then I'll just casually follow you in a non-stalker sort of way," He held the umbrella over me as we began to walk.

"Get that thing back over yourself before you get soaked, I'm already a fucking fish, pointless to put it over me," I looked back slightly as we left the empty parking lot.

"Well," He took a big step, dare I say it, a stride, to place himself next to me. We were both squished under the umbrella and my side was getting his wet.

"You better not go all gay on me," I warned.

"Aww, too bad," He mocked a pout. We walked home in almost complete silence besides the occasional comment or noise. We got quite a few stares also. In any case, we finally made it home and of course, Crabdad was out. Whether it was work, or something else I didn't care.

"So, here we are, at your hive," Dave used the name we gave our homes as children when Sollux's brother Mituna convinced us that if we were to act as bees, then we'd all be super cool.

"Uh, thanks... I guess," I tried to swallow my pride and let Dave have this one moment of glory.

"No problem, but in return," Dave started.

"No way! I didn't ask you to walk me home! No way are you going to use this for money, errands, or any other sort of bullshit!" I shouted before he could finish.

"Now, now, hold on. Just hear me out," Dave pleaded.

"Fine, fuck-face, what is it?" I crossed my arms.

"Tell me to stop whenever," and before I could question him further, he had his lips pressed softly to mine. I grabbed his shoulders and almost pushed him off, but didn't. I don't know why I didn't, but I didn't. I let him step closer and place his hands on my waist as we stood there in a sweet, gentle kiss. I reluctantly closed my eyes and relaxed my grip on his shoulders. After a few blissful moments of no anger, no shouting, no sarcasm (or dear god I hope there was no sarcasm in that), and no thoughts at all, he pulled away but didn't let go of me.

"Thanks. I haven't been able to focus on my music since your dad started to skip days. I've been stuck staring at you while you silently cursed the world into oblivion. Maybe we could do this again sometime?" Dave asked. "I mean, kissing. But if you prefer corny, romcom, kisses in the rain only that's fine to."

"Shut it, Strider," I kissed his cheek and walked purposefully inside, slamming the door.

Well shit. I've fallen for a sarcastic, dick-brained, rapper who can't rap. Nepeta will either be ecstatic or hate Dave's guts, and Porrim will flip when I tell her.