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striderswag:

happy birthday to my favorite boys!!! /almost late again haha

[jiofreed]

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jiofreed:

Happy birthday Dave Strider ヽ(゜∇゜)ノ

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beatboxingheart :

strawberryaj :

woah woah hold up thats a new one when did he get that nickname tho and since when did i ever ask him shit id sooner jump from my second story window either way i’d be fine it wouldn’t be th’first time

He got that nickname when I decided it fit him. I’m not going to be the one he blames when you’re moved in and he’s wondering why. Which I know I will be. So for me, clear it with him first. 

well when and if we ever get back ta that point i guess i will but hes so distracted by alyss right now i doubt he’ll even care he hasnt asked anythin bout why i was out so long at Prince’s place

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beatboxingheart :

Were you okay? Yeah.. You wanted to think so. It wasn’t like the world stopped spinning because you got hurt. And you loved Dave! He was only human, and people make mistakes. So you nodded for him, re-lacing your fingers in his hand.

“Yeah. I’ve just been spending more time with the cat than I care to admit.” You smile at that. You loved your cat. She was a bit of a bitch at times, but she was a good kitty. And you were happy that Dave liked her.. and she liked Dave too. “Maybe I’m just going to grow up and be a crazy cat man.”

“nah you got to like...be single ta be a crazy cat guy...and more cats” You say softly, with a little laugh, gently squeezing his hand, and leaning more comfortably against him. "if its any consolation ive had ta spend more time with Bro then anybody would ever wanna even consider”

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beatboxingheart :

Wow. Don’t press your luck. 

I love you too. We should talk more about this in person though. Maybe get permission from Lord Supreme (that’s your Bro.)

woah woah hold up thats a new one when did he get that nickname tho and since when did i ever ask him shit id sooner jump from my second story window either way i’d be fine it wouldn’t be th’first time

[strawberryaj-blog]

[Txt]: Hey babe, what are you doing right now? Because I was thinking, if you're not busy, maybe you could come over and we could do a movie night or something? I'll make you dinner.

[txt]: layin’ in bed mostly[txt]: thinkin[txt]: playing shitty cellphone games[txt]: nah i ain’t busy[txt]: what movie[txt]: if it aint a shitty b-rate movie i aint intr’sted[txt]: gotta maintain a audio/visualdiet of complete and utter horse shit for ironic purposes and crappyreference material to blog bout later[txt]: yk if i ever start my blog back up[txt]: tbh today hasn’t been awful for once[txt]: mayb th’new prescriptions are helpin’ or smth[txt]: whats for dinner

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Dirk starts to cuddle up to you, and honestly you don’t mind so much. It was nice, and he was warm. You missed this. You turned your head gently to kiss his head. This was good. This was nice.

Then he asked about your medication. You tensed but only a little. It reminded you a little of what happened. You didn’t want to think about it. You took a deep breath though, with a little nod, just to relax and let it go. “Good” you let out a little sharply, but with a little drift near the end. “its better, things are better, ya know? cause of it…” Your mouth was familiar with the word sorry. You were holding it back once again, to keep it from slipping. Dirk didn’t want to hear it. You knew that. Instead you cuddled up more against him. “i don’t hear him when im on it, and the antidepressants work well too, so…”

[beatboxingheart]

A bright smile crosses your lips as a familiar feeling of delightful electricity spreads from his kiss. You’re happy.. He’s happy.. There’s nothing more you could ask for than this moment right now. It was a perfect little moment that you wanted to make last forever.

“… I love you..” You near whisper, loud enough for him to hear you. And you meant it. You did love him. You loved everything about him. The only question of medication was to make sure he was taking care of himself. 

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He tells you he loves you, and you do relax again, smiling, leaning comfortably back against him. “i love you too” you say very quietly, and looked toward the screen. It was a shit movie. It reminded you of a kind of simple time though....kind of. Okay it wasn’t simple...it was a time of coming to terms with not being straight while being attracted to a kid who either was straight and you refused to believe it due to your attraction, or whom straight up refused to come to terms that he also wasn’t straight. Oh well... You gave a soft laugh thinking about it. It was stupid. You were what? 13? 14? You looked back at Dirk then. Despite what went wrong, you kinda think, well, this is better anyway. You rethought his question for a second. Then tried to continue conversation kind of off that, checking up on him how he did you. “uh, what bout you? how’ve you been...i mean...” You shrug very lightly. “doing okay?”

[melisica]

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well not right away eventually! maybe! god i sound stupid pfft, id be nicer than that dependin’ on circumstances tho i love you too im sorry for hurtin’ you and stuff… im sorry for like apologizin’ bout everythin’ all th’time too i know yer annoyed with it i sound like a broken record

[beatboxingheart]

You are a broken record, but that’s all right. You’re also my favorite song. 

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damn I can't believe I took down Ed Sheeran's reign on that one rip Ed good luck in has been land like with Elvis and shit I beat out Nicki Minaj too wow I'm rlly slaying here I'm playing I love you

[beatboxingheart]

… .. “Not just a boyfriend”…? Whoa, that’s a pretty big thought there.. But I know you’re just very excited, so let’s just focus on this whole moving in business. 

Of course I still want you! Don’t be ridiculous! You’re my everything. I want you to be there for absolutely everything. If I stub my toe I want you to be there to pick my ass up off the floor and tell me to stop being a pussy about it. And if you stub your toe I want to be there to laugh at you for it. 

I love you, Dave. You’re not a monster.

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well not right away eventually! maybe! god i sound stupid pfft, id be nicer than that dependin’ on circumstances tho i love you too im sorry for hurtin’ you and stuff... im sorry for like apologizin’ bout everythin’ all th’time too i know yer annoyed with it i sound like a broken record

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@beatboxingheart

this is a reply to the ask man but

yeah, i did i wanted to, i still do, i... its hard, i don’t know what to say to you god i want so much to just protect you and love you be how we were and be okay and its hard i just wanted to be there for you, ya know? and maybe ya know eventually, like not just be a boyfriend, but god its nice to hear you still want me even now that for the most part i feel fine its nice to hear im not the monster i made myself out to be not to you at least im trying i am its hard knowing how close we were like if i just had said it maybe it wouldnt have happened waking up to you feeling safe, whole, and stable knowing its all okay that youre okay, every morning i dunno it would have been nice

[beatboxingheart]

Aw look at how cute you are

Send “Aw, look at how cute you are.” for your muse to tease mine.

Am I the cutest?

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mm more than just that

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Bro, but me and Dirk are workin things out now

[testifiedchange]

Good then.. I think you left some stuff but feel free to get it when ever you want. My door is always open to you.   

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yeah ik thanks I guess actually I kinda wanna see you i wanna talk about it still get the want ta talk bout it drive out of my system so I don't have to think about it so much anymore or some shit i mean? I'm fine now, I'm better I'm doin great but mayb it'll help still? i dunno

[testifiedchange]

Hey kids. Where is every one at?  

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moved back home sorry i didn’t tell ya i left th’place clean for ya though

[testifiedchange]

Back in with Bro or Dirk?   

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Bro, but me and Dirk are workin things out now

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[Txt]: Hey babe, what are you doing right now? Because I was thinking, if you're not busy, maybe you could come over and we could do a movie night or something? I'll make you dinner.

[txt]: layin’ in bed mostly[txt]: thinkin[txt]: playing shitty cellphone games[txt]: nah i ain’t busy[txt]: what movie[txt]: if it aint a shitty b-rate movie i aint intr’sted[txt]: gotta maintain a audio/visualdiet of complete and utter horse shit for ironic purposes and crappyreference material to blog bout later[txt]: yk if i ever start my blog back up[txt]: tbh today hasn’t been awful for once[txt]: mayb th’new prescriptions are helpin’ or smth[txt]: whats for dinner

[beatboxingheart]

“I try.” You give a small laugh and start the movie. During the beginning you move your legs over his and lean your head on his shoulder. You liked to cuddle, and you liked to cuddle with Dave most of all. You really didn’t care for the movie. Nic Cage was.. well he was an actor. Over glamorized, even if your Bro did show in his museum that he liked the guy. Maybe there were just certain things where your Bro had bad taste.

“How are you doing.. on your medication?” You ask idly, making small talk. But honestly you really do want to know. You want to be a part of this recovery period and help Dave be a better him. 

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Dirk starts to cuddle up to you, and honestly you don’t mind so much. It was nice, and he was warm. You missed this. You turned your head gently to kiss his head. This was good. This was nice.

Then he asked about your medication. You tensed but only a little. It reminded you a little of what happened. You didn’t want to think about it. You took a deep breath though, with a little nod, just to relax and let it go. “Good” you let out a little sharply, but with a little drift near the end. “its better, things are better, ya know? cause of it...” Your mouth was familiar with the word sorry. You were holding it back once again, to keep it from slipping. Dirk didn’t want to hear it. You knew that. Instead you cuddled up more against him. “i don’t hear him when im on it, and the antidepressants work well too, so...”

[testifiedchange]

Hey kids. Where is every one at?  

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moved back home sorry i didn’t tell ya i left th’place clean for ya though

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===>>Damara, Text Dave. -You two didnt really keep in contact after he left school, so you decide to hit him up for a chat. Hopefully its still his number... {TXT: Dave?} Hey, is this still Dave's #? Its Damara

> Dave receive text.

You were lying in bed not doing much except looking through pictures on your digital camera of your son. As bad as that situation had started out, now it kept you in a pleasant mood and a good state of mind. Becoming a dad was the best thing to happen to you in a long time.

Soon your phone buzzed, an unfamiliar number had sent you a text. You open it, and then reply.

[????]: Damz? hey, where ya been[????]: long time no talk[????]: shit yeah its Dave[????]: sup[????]: ya aren’t still pissed bout me pushin’ ya off th’bed are ya[????]: i swear i wasn’ mufasa-in’ you

[mochilastelle]

{TXT: Dave} I’d assume youre the fun dad

{TXT: Dave} But i guess you’ll have to wait till your kid is old enough to tell ya

{TXT: Dave} That counts. Chill dads are cool

{TXT: Dave} It is

{TXT: Dave} Doesnt matter to me much

{TXT: Dave} Should probs go on a day when it wont be crowded af

{TXT: Dave} How does Thursday sound?

{TXT: Dave} Thursdays usually run smooth there

[strawberryaj-blog]

[Damz]: yeah mayb [Damz]: that sounds good [Damz]: when/where you wanna meet up