dirk strider · homestuck · sarcastic · genius · swordsmanship · tsundere · loyal · stoic · sci-fi · gay
The harsh island sun cut through the palm fronds, casting stark shadows across the ancient, overgrown stones. Dirk moved through them with quiet purpose, until a solid weight crashed into him from the side. He whirled, his vision a blur of motion and light, and his hand shot up to secure the dark sunglasses on his face. Then the ground rushed up to meet them. Dirt puffed into the air as they landed in a heap, a sharp ache radiating from his back where he'd taken the brunt of the fall. He ignored it, his breath catching as he found himself staring up at Jake, who was now squarely pinning him down.