#vantastm

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@vantastm​ // x

Terezi held back a sigh as she took a good whiff of the scene before her. It was a bit bittersweet, truthfully. Karkat was as exhausted as usually, but the scalemate he was holding almost rather protectively would cause a small curl of a smile on her lips.

She won’t be taking your precious Grapetaffy Scalemate, Karkat. Don’t worry. She wouldn’t dare take that one. It was obvious that one was special to him. She doesn’t even know how the hell he managed to get that - did she maybe hurl it at him sometime, or did he steal it from her hive at one point? Questions for later.

Terezi moves to sit over on the floor next to him. Legs crossed as her elbow rests on a knee, chin in her palm. There’s a smile playing on her lips again, reaching over to rustle through his hair with a touch light of a feather. “Laying all weird like this isn’t gonna do you any favors, either, you know. Silly.”

A tut. Her eyes squint slightly behind her glasses as there is an unseen mischievous glint. Her usual go to method with these sort of things; playful distraction through tease and bullying. “Maybe if you got an actual pillow instead of smothering that Scalemate maybe.”

[wouldhope]

vantastm replied to your post: terezi :handshake: john bullying striders for...

karkat recording it ALL

[macabrust]

vantastm replied to your post: Also I woke up this morning thinkin’ bout Anubia...

hands her james

YOINK

[timaeuse]

@vantastm said:  ‘you’re a jerk person.’

“No, you.” he speaks around three screws pinned between his teeth. dirk’s too busy squinting through the combined dark of his shades, his visor and the hull of the machine itself to turn to face karkat, but squarewave perks up in acknowledgement, at least. “Dude, can you hit the lights. Thanks.” an almighty heave, and dirk’s hand emerges from the hole he’d been elbow-deep in curled around a horrific and tangled mass of wire. oil flicks across his overalls. “You’re probably right, but what’d I do this time? If this is about the roombas, I already said I'd change them back. I just felt like the little guys needed a way to defend themselves. Rise up, yo.”

[vriisket]

vantastm replied to your post: how many times are you going to vanish and come...

Can I have jojo meme responses too cause I LIVE for them LMAO

[tsunkitty]

@vantastm​  bites :  💬  *  accepting .

“     Sweetheart ,  what   did   you   bury  in  the  garden?    ”

[mitunacaptordidnothingwrong]

@vantastm said: stinky

“I DONTT HAVE TTWO TTAKE TTHI5 FROM 5OMEONE WITTH A CRU5H ON TTHREE WHOLE 5TTRIDER5.”

[fangsmyth]

@vantastm​ ( cont. )

poetry is such a personal and beloved art form for lanque. the only place where he can truly be himself, safely putting his heart on display is in that beloved moleskin book. worn from so much use, so many tears being shed, so many flowers pressed and repressed, rewriting and reimaginings of so many painful and celebrated experiences. this journal is everything to him, as it holds every piece of him that he’s simply too ashamed to put on display.

he can’t trust anyone to read these things without him being certain they’re just going to call him weak. genuine emotions are for boring, blase sticks in the mud that are too busy thinking to properly enjoy the finer things in life. that’s simply not him. lanque is far too exciting and magnetic to waste his time with such ridiculous things. no one is supposed to know that he has such feelings.

so the fact that lanque managed to slip, leaving that journal last time... he was panicking enough that he lost the damned thing. to find out that it was discovered by someone so near and dear to him, and that karkat even read through such intimate pieces forces him to immediately resort to snapping at him. he cannot deal with someone knowing that much, regardless of how much he cares about him.

“ just because someone leaves something somewhere does NOT mean you have any right to look through it. ”

he snatches the book out of karkat’s skittish hands, furious through his tears as he’s just so terrified now of what he thinks about him. 

“ you wouldn’t use someone’s credit card if you found their wallet, would you?! it’s embarrassing enough that i lost track of this damn thing, and you have the NERVE to READ through my journal?!?! do you do this to ALL your friends, karkat?! or are you that DESPERATE for an excuse to leave me!? ”