
this was supposed to be a short exercise for fun but i always get carried away…
i am most proud of that cape. i did that in one go and felt like a god

this was supposed to be a short exercise for fun but i always get carried away…
i am most proud of that cape. i did that in one go and felt like a god
it seems pretty common to headcanon rosemary as the super sophisticated neat ~aesthetic~ couple whereas davekat live in chaos but i propose: rosemary both canonically seem to care about aesthetics, sure, but rose is canonically very messy. I think once she gets really focused on researching an idea or something no chance is she gonna stop to wash dishes or pick up clothes. their home IS nicely decorated but kanaya often comes home to find rose sat on the floor reading in a circle of cereal bowls and empty water bottles like she’s trying to summon tony the tiger or something
also when kanaya starts working to help raise the new grub/babies she’ll often have them in the house so theres just baby food and toys on everything and she wants to tidy it but… TIRED (worth it tho for the little ones)
whereas karkat is… quite possibly the tidiest person in homestuck, judging from his room. his and daves place isnt all that nicely decorated. the decor is probably a combo of ‘PLAIN AND SERVICEABLE’ and ‘ugly and hilarious’ due to both their influence respectively. but hottt damn does our boy kk go to town with the vacuum cleaner (buying one was probably a very important milestone in karkat’s checklist of ideal domestic bliss. he loves the vacuum cleaner). its like stress relief or something. its therapeutic. even tho dave isnt all that tidy he ends up rlly liking the environment karkat creates and does his best to help when he can, either by staying out of the way when karkat’s on the rampage with a duster, or just sitting on the kitchen counter keeping him company as he washes up.
in conclusion rosemary are beautiful disasters and davekat are ridiculous but Very Clean thank u
vacuum cleaners very loud and therefore soothing to karkat
Vacuum cleaner: HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHERRRRRRRHHHHGHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAACCHHJJJHHHJBHHWAAAAAAAAHHH SHHHHHHH!!!!!
Karkat: HOLY SHIT WE ARE BROTHERS
people in 2018 really are out here thinking that because karkat yells and is angry he’s not healthy for Dave when in reality none of Dave’s triggers or beating were accompanied by anger or yelling but instead by cold unreadable silence. dave absolutely benefits from someone who yells and broadcasts their emotions so wildly, just. he really wasn’t abused through anger, the absence of emotions is what really fucks him up, and karkat couldn’t hide an emotion if he were wearing 15 masks
i haven’t homestucked in years but this is the most valid homestuck post on tumblr dot come
Hey you guys should tell me about your davekat headcanons sometime because I would be all over that
Dave can’t tell Karkat he loves him. Every time he tries, he chokes because even when things were bad with Bro, he always reminded himself that Bro loves him. The word tastes sour. So he goes out of his way to show Karkat how much he loves him – complimenting him in long rambling soliloquies, taking of his shades when it’s just the two of them, calling him increasingly ridiculous pet names and holding him painfully close at night. It takes six years, a bottle of vodka, and a wedding for him to finally say it. They both cry.
Karkat can’t be naked around Dave. His hangups about his mutation and his own insecurities terrify him. They make love in the dark, where he can see Dave but Dave can’t see him. He covers the mirrors. Dave doesn’t push him. Dave tells him every day how beautiful he is. It takes six years, a heartfelt expression, and a wedding before he can finally believe it. They make love with the lights on for the first time. The mirrors are uncovered one by one.
Their wedding is planned entirely by Rose and Kanaya. It is held at twilight, with just their friends. Karkat wears red. Dave faces his friends without his shades to hide him. They speak in broken, shy sentences and pledge their lives to each other. Rose cries. Dirk smiles. Karkat is quiet, caught up in Dave’s eyes. They match.
They recover. Karkat stops waking up with nightmares. He starts wearing tank tops instead of sweaters and crying openly without wiping his red tears. Dave is no longer nervous around Dirk. He starts to see the things about him that are unique more than the things that remind him of his childhood. They grow together. They are happy.
im fucking crying in this chilis tonight
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