#striderfam

[manifestmerlin]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65383162/chapters/168250018

WHAT'S UP EVERYONE IT'S MY BIRTHDAY AND THAT MEANS I'M POSTING FIRST CHAPTERS FROM MY WIPs EVEN WHEN I HAVEN'T POSTED FAIRYSTUCK IN A WHILE! This here is my post apocalypse/alternian invasion omegaverse striderfam folk songs songfic that I have been VERY excited for! Have fun!

(Also note: I am starting to lock my fics due to AI scraping, so you will need an ao3 account to read my works)

[unofficial-homestuck-quotes]

Dave: so... bro. where did you find the recipe for these bitchin pizza rolls

Bro: (don't tell him it's from an anime- don't tell him it's from an anime- don't tell him it's from an anime) uh. family recipe

Dave: oh. cool. we have other family?

Bro: *visualizing anime protagonist smiling* yeah. sometimes, the closest family is the furthest i guess

Dave: *awkwardly speechless as he sees in YouTube history "anime pizza rolls" but chooses to ignore mentioning anything*

Dave: uh so, yea. thanks for the pizza rolls bro

[manifestmerlin]

HAPPY 6/12 ALL YOU HOMESTUCKS! IT'S KARKAT'S BIRTHDAY AND THAT MEANS I HAVE FIC UPDATES FOR YOU TO ENJOY! HAVE FUN, READ EM, AND GIVE ME COMMENTS WOOOO!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65397145/chapters/171454498

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65383162/chapters/171455926

EDIT: Love how Tumblr link inserting is still being weird smh

[policestuck]

You seem familiar Dave.... do you have any siblings?

yeah. swell guess, anon. you get a gold star. the strider family is a long, extensive tree of blonde-haired assholes. we go on forever. its like the circle of life. just when you think youre rid of us, BAM, here comes another one, katana and all.

ive got a sister, who im actually not supposed to talk about. 

i wont mention her name, but shes doing some undercover work. just routine stuff: kicking ass and taking names. i couldnt be prouder.

ive also got a brother. his name is dirk strider. but the smartass fucked up his life. nothing i could do. we dont talk much anymore, but when we do, its not what i would call a fun time.

[zenellyraen]

If you don’t think that the Striders don’t pump up the volume on certain songs and jam out in their living room, singing into hairbrushes and air-guitaring furiously while everyone else looks on in fond, baffled bemusement (before someone comes in to steal the guitar solo from them, socks sliding on the hardwood floor), then I’m afraid our headcanon Striders are very different.

[striderfeels]

sometimes I just sit here and think about how wonderful all of you are. like, I have almost thREE THOUSAND followers and all of the ones I’ve talked to are so sweet and caring and adorable ;u; I’ve miraculously never received anon hate, in fact it’s usually the opposite: I get overwhelming amounts of anon love, especially when I haven’t been feeling well.

idk it’s just really amazing and I count myself lucky to have such a great collection of followers. so I guess this is also a friendly reminder that I’m here for you as often as you guys are there for me (which is always). whether you're new to the game or an old hand, thanks for being a part of the Striderfam!

love ya, chaser~

[zenellyraen]

Anonymous asked: Since we're on the topic of Striders, could I request some Domestic!Bro with a really young Dave?

The kid is quiet.

It's never good when the kid is quiet.

You look around your apartment warily, hoping that for once, the little shit is actually asleep and now crawling around like the mutant spawn of an Alien and Satan. Sneaking through room by room, you only get more tense when Dave doesn't show. He's not in his room, not in the living room. He's not in the kitchen (thank fuck). He sure as shit had better not be on the roof, but you check anyway.

Li'l Cal rolls his eyes at you. You flip him off, the gorgeous fucker, but then he points you towards the bathroom and you blow him a kiss instead.

Sure enough, Dave's in the bathroom. The glasses you gave him are in his pudgy little hands, and he's staring at his reflection hard, like he can terrify an answer out of it. You don't let him know you're there. He looks up at you a few seconds later, startled. The two of you stare for a while before he scrunches up his noise, squinting at you.

"Bro?" he asks very seriously.

"Yeah, little dude?"

"Are you gonna be okay, since I'm the Terminator?"

It takes you a second to connect the reference to his eyes, but when you do, you laugh and lean over to pick him up. "Yeah, man, I'm gonna be just fine. Didn't you know? I'm a newer version, sent back from the future to take care of you."

"Oooooh."

Alright, so sometimes, things are okay when the kid is quiet.

[striderfeels]

*drowns in adorable loving anons* jfc you guys are all so sweet ;-;