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dave mamahecking strider ([personal profile] callbacks) wrote2015-11-07 07:54 pm
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Please note the date and time of day for me!
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[personal profile] quadrangle 2016-06-28 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Thank god somémon has their shit together in this looneyblock. Seriously, what would they do without Wart?

Doing his best to send a mental wave of gratitude in the Gallade's direction, Karkat picks up the book and begins searching for the first actual page, his hand only returning to Dave's hair once he's located it. This book in particular is... one he hasn't started yet, actually. He would have started from the beginning just to make sure that Dave knew what was going on regardless, but it's still nice to be reading something new.]


What the fuck are you vomiting out your word hole. Shoosh, Dave, or I'll read the acknowledgments, too.

[Or the cast of characters, which he'd barely glanced at, but it's probably not important, right? It sure as fuck doesn't help when reading aloud to someone, nor does the map. Karkat may have to take a closer look later, though. Just in case.

He frowns to himself and wastes a few more seconds finding the ideal position to read one-handed and with his moirail on his chest before beginning. Past Karkat probably should have thought that one through more, but it's too late now and he's not dislodging Dave for a stupid reason like personal comfort.

Anyway. What's this book called again?]


The Captive Prinplup. Prologue. "'We hear that your Prince,' said Lady Jokaste, 'keeps his own harem. These slaves will please any traditionalist, but I have asked Adrastus to prepare something special in addition...'"

[And on it goes.]
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[personal profile] quadrangle 2016-06-29 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[By this stage, Dave isn't the only one with reservations, even if Karkat's are somewhat more difficult to put into words. The trouble is that by troll standards there's nothing wrong with the story at all; keeping people as slaves for any purpose is ludicrously commonplace and, as one might expect, a fairly common trope in certain types of literature (i.e., trashy romance, a.k.a. Karkat's grubloaf and tuberpaste, q.e.d.). From that perspective, of course memorizing the texture of Dave's hair and enjoying the relative quiet of the moment, the closeness, takes up far more of Karkat's attention. Between that and regulating his voice to something not shout-volume because even he can recognize when that might ruin a moment, yes, fine, even an undisputed authority on all things romance like Karkat can miss a few hints. A few.

It's a lot harder to ignore the potential awkwardness of reading what he's reading when Dave interjects with a comment like that, and after a too-long pause where Karkat does nothing more than stare at the last few lines and wonder what the fuck his moirail is talking about, he blanches, whips the book shut, and flips it over to inspect the summary written on the back. "Damen is a warrior hero who blah blah brother seizes power blah blah sent to serve the prince of an enemy nation as a" oh motherfucking hell.

Groaning, Karkat reopens the book to the page they'd left off, slaps the whole thing over his face, and slumps in place as much as physically possible for someone who's already lying down. How the fuck had he not. ARGH. Is he fucking braindead??]


Dave, if you pity me you'll agree right now that that didn't just fucking happen.

[The words are muffled but still intelligible, and if it weren't for how much it would probably hurt his cartilage nub, Karkat would probably follow them up with a facepalm x2 combob and then maybe defenestrate himself. Because.]
quadrangle: angry kitty (oh no his ears are all flat)

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[personal profile] quadrangle 2016-06-30 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh fuck no. Karkat may not be fast or even very coordinated, but with Captive Prinplup already on his face and Dave in a significantly disadvantaged position, he just barely manages to swipe the book away in time and hold it just out of reach. Uh, for now. Dave's arms are still longer than his, but he's starting to sit up a little to try and compensate.]

This series was highly recommended! Shut the fuck up, Dave, it wasn't that bad.

[Except for the part where it's really not the kind of thing he'd read to Dave and especially not when his feelings for him are—it's just not something to read to Dave, okay?

His face is as red as it gets, at any rate, and he may just be contemplating hurling the offending book across the room if it weren't for the fact that he still wants to read it. Now that he knows exactly which book Wart had had picked for him, he's remembering how much blackrom potential he'd envisioned the first time he'd heard about it. It's written by a human, which probably means he's doomed for disappointment, but it's still his book, goddammit. End of literal story.]


Why were you looking at staff picks for romance?

[When in doubt, change the subject. Also, no he is not differentiating genre much besides romance and, uh, something about the rating. Because. He's seven sweeps old, this is normal.]
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[personal profile] quadrangle 2016-07-01 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Things?

[Karkat is distracted and therefore not entirely up to speed, but with the game of keep away concluded already, he relaxes enough to focus on the conversation. Helping Penny with... ah.]

Things. Romance? Dave, are you—

[Snrrk, wait, hahaha oh god is he serious. Karkat is trying not to laugh, really he is, but a snicker escapes him anyway because holy fucking shit, Dave helping someone with their romantic troubles? As for Penny, well... yeah, it's kind of obvious what's going on there.]

Dave. Bro. Are you sure you got this? Because, okay, it's one quadrant, but human romance is still pretty fucking complicated.

[And Penny's... he's not sure, exactly, but he knows enough to worry.]