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@vantcs-blog
[[ Hey there!! This is a brand new homestuck fantroll rp blog, and I’d love to have some people to talk to! So please, if you could, like or reblog this post if you wouldn’t mind interacting with these two boys of mine. It’d really mean a lot ;u; ]]
[ 𝒞𝒢 ] : WHEN WILL DAVE RETURN FROM WAR?
[ 𝒞𝒢 ] : FUCK YOU KANKRI, I’M ABOUT TO SHOW YOU A ‘MOOD’ IF YOU DON’T STOP MAKING A BIG DEAL OVER MY MUSIC PLAYING THROUGH MY HUSKTOP FOR ONCE INSTEAD OF MY HEADPHONES.
[ 𝒞𝒢 ] : AND FYI, BEYONCE IS A FUCKING MASTERPIECE, SHE IS A GODDESS AMONG PEOPLE, YOU INCOMPETENT FUCKING CHEESECAKE.
[ 𝑅𝐼 ] : 9h h9w I detest whenever Karkat gets in 9ne 9f his m99ds....
[ 𝑅𝐼 ] : JUST 6ECAUSE Y9U ARE UPSET D9ES N9T MEAN Y9U NEED T9 PLAY Y9UR MUSIC S9 L9UD THAT THE NEIGH69RS QUESTI9N Y9UR P99R TASTES IN MUSIC GENRES.
[ 𝑅𝐼 ] : Ugh...
[[ well hi there! these things tend to go around faster than big fancy promos, so please if you can, like or reblog this post if you wouldn’t mind interacting with a xefros tritoh blog from hiveswap! it’d mean a lot!! ]]
!!!! Blog Announcement !!!!
[[ alright guys, so in the next couple of days, I’m going to be completely revamping this blog.
I’m gonna be adding two more Vantases into the mix, and I will probably change the blog’s canon main verse to be something more appropriate for the circumstance.
So yeah! Be aware that in a couple days time, this blog will be a family of Vantii, and if anyone has any questions, dont be afraid to ask~! ]]
PSA: IF WE’RE IN A MUTUAL AND YOU WANT TO THROW A STARTER AT ME BECAUSE YOUR MUSE WANTS MINE OR YOU JUST WANT TO ROLEPLAY IN GENERAL —- JUST DO IT. I PROMISE, I’LL SCREAM WITH HAPPINESS IF YOU DO. YOU’RE NOT BOTHERING ME ; I WANT TO ROLEPLAY WITH ALL OF THE PEOPLE I FOLLOW. OKAY, YOU’RE ALL WONDERFUL. PCE.
strideriisms:
will the real @vantcs please stop shoving socks in peoples mouths
oh, damn right dave was in a talkative mood. and there was no dam explanation for exactly why his vocal cords refused to be left to damn rest for more than 5 minutes. a constant stimulation of those internal workings was apparently what was needed for the day, and damn if dave was gonna deny that. regardless of how karkat would end up reacting.
and now for a self-performed attempt at primary and backup vocals along with the music belonging to the absolutely sick set of beats known as ‘slim shady.’ subbing lyrics with whatever came off the top of his head. the briefest of pauses between sections as he paused in attempt to remember how the song actually even fucking went.
of course, that was when karkat struck. finally fed up with daves ever-constant vocal vibration that had stretched on for hour upon hour. deciding the best course of action was to stuff a god damn undoubtedly dirty sock and shove it right in his god damn mouth. the action doubling as muffling his creative genius and an attempt to fucking smother him to death via sock.
so that was how karkat was going to play this game? so be it. two could play this sock-based game. and one could undoubtedly fuck this shit up on a level way higher than the other. that person being dave. dave could win this. no problemo.
slowly but surely, eyes resting firmly on karkats squishy gray face, dave took the sock farther into his mouth than karkat had shoved it. embracing the terrible taste until he could close his mouth. holding the sock inside, even if i was awkward as all fuck. slowly, determinedly, starting to chew on the so graciously offered sock. working it into a disgusting, squished, wet mess that would probably have a new hole by the time he spat it out. but it would be worth it. it would be worth it, because he was going to freak karkat out with this sock. and it was his own damn fault.
A double middle-finger to the sky was given in Dave’s general direction after the sock assault. Yellow eyes narrowed into slits, before he slumped back on the sofa and put his hands in his lap.
Unbeknownst to Karkat, Dave was about to make him regret ever doing anything to him. Because just after he did this, Karkat had been expecting a loud sound of disgust. Followed by Dave spitting out said disgusting, sweaty floor-sock onto the ground. Then he’d probably hit Karkat, run off to the ablution trap to clean those fucking pursed cool-kid lips with a bar of cleansing wax, and return to pout the rest of the day away.
But no.
Of course not, things with Dave were never as Karkat imagined them, or planned them to be. And the fact he didn’t think this through, was his second fault of the day.
Dave’s eyes lock with Karkat’s. A questioning brow is raised in response to the fact Dave didn’t seem to be reacting much at all to the dirty sock in his mouth.
Then as Dave slowly went to engulf the entire thing into his gaping maw, Karkat’s eyes were quick to widen in both shock and... Horror.
Oh god was he---- WAS HE CHEWING ON IT????
“DAVE WHAT THE FUCK-”
♬ = singing to them . [except its rapping and its actually just slim shady but 'slim strider']
Karkat Suffers Part II || Accepting
Dave was in a very talkative mood today it seemed. Because ever since he woke up this morning, he’s been rambling, or whistling, or humming, or rapping some sick beats. And quite frankly, any other person would have probably told him to shut his ignorance shaft long ago.
But Karkat was tolerant, for the most part.
He managed to make it a good half a day in to Dave’s endless jabbers and asinine wordplay.
However, as soon as Dave started up trying to sing some Strider brand parody of slim shady, whatever had been left of Karkat’s patience quickly dwindled, and with a glare, he slowly stretched out on the sofa for a moment, before casually reaching down to grab one of Dave’s socks off the floor. Then just as Dave opened his mouth yet again, the troll sat up, and shoved said sock into the other’s mouth with a swift motion.
“Shove a foot mitten in it Strider. You’ve been making noise all day and my tolerance to put up with your sick rhymes is at it’s new all-time low.”
[ spam incoming bcs i love u ] ▤ = falling asleep on them .
Karkat Suffers Part II || Accepting
It wasn’t unusual at this point in Dave and Karkat’s relationship for the two boys to be found together on the couch in the middle of the night. Karkat still wasn’t completely used to the fact that humans seemed to sleep during these hours, so he’d always try and get Dave to stay up with him and humor him through a few hours of romcoms or youtube videos until Karkat, himself, felt sleepy.
Of course, sometimes Dave could tough it out until then. But tonight just happened to be an exception.
Just as Hitch went off, and Karkat shifted to try and change the movie, he felt Dave’s sleepy form sloooowly slump over, until his entire body was laying against Karkat’s. Trapping the troll there while his face smooshed against the troll’s shoulder. Shades going lop-sided and…. Okay, frankly, the idiot looked adorable.
Karkat gave a tired huff at this though. Glancing from his husktop in his lap, and then to the human now throwing himself over the troll’s body.
“Dave...?”
Karkat whispered, giving the boy a gentle nudge after. But, to no luck, Dave remained motionless, and even let out a soft snore in Karkat’s auricular sponge clot. Making the troll give a pout for a moment, before he finally just rolled his eyes. And after closing his husktop and setting it off to the side, he shifted on the sofa, until he could at least prop up on the arm rest. Then after adjusting both himself and Dave, he finally grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch, before throwing it over them and then sighing again quietly.
“Goodnight I guess....”
SEND A SYMBOL FOR A CORRESPONDING PROMPT/STARTER.
[ ☎ ] my muse calls yours in tears.
[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together.
[ ◐ ] my muse is having a sleepover with your muse.
[ ✿ ] my muse attempts to cook dinner for your muse.
[ ◈ ] my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse.
[ ღ ] my muse makes an attempt to cheer your muse up.
[ ✦ ] my muse pushes yours out of frustration/anger.
[ ❢ ] my muse discovers yours all bloodied and bruised.
[ ➤ ] my muse accidentally punches your muse in the face.
[ ⌚ ] my muse recalls their favorite memory with your muse.
[ ✜ ] my muse collapses in front of yours, all bloodied and bruised.
[ ☯ ] my muse tells yours that they never want to see them again.
[ ✈ ] my muse asks yours to accompany them on a trip/mission/etc.
[ ● ] my muse catches yours snooping through their belongings.
[ ☻ ] my muse wakes up in your muse’s closet the night after a party.
[ ✌ ] my muse reaches out to yours after months of no communication.
[ ☢ ] the car broke down in an unfamiliar part of town, and our muses are lost.
[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.
[ ☁ ] the entire city is without power due to a storm, and our muses run into each other during a supply run.
‘ do you need a hug? ’ [ because the mayor has good hugs ]
It’s Annoy Karkat Day || Accepting
“No Dave. I don’t need a hug.”
Karkat’s words came out just as exhausted as he looked. And after pinching the rim of his nose for a few moments longer, he finally sighed, then turned to give a glare.
“I just have a really bad pain eating through my frontal lobe lobe today like some sort of fucking parasite… It’s making small sounds, sound more like a shouting rumpus party for assholes. And light is hurting more than usual too…. I’m just-”
There’s another sigh, and after a moment of falling silent. His ear twitches a bit, nose crinkling up as thought just thinking to himself hurt.
Then with an embarrassed frown, he finally slumped his shoulders and sunk down in his seat, before burying his face in his hands.
“You know what?….. Yeah…. A hug sounds good.”
yo bros and broettes what the fuck is up
i know youre wanting in on this sweet sweet dave action but you gotta let me know that you want a piece of this sweet blog by droppin a heart or a lil reblog on this here post
get on it and we can get in on this sweet fucking thing called interaction
==> New Character Incoming!
[[ Hey there !! This is a brand new Signless rp blog from the webcomic Homestuck, and I’d love to have some new people to follow and interact with. So if you could, please like/reblog this post if you’d be interested in interacting with troll jesus himself~! Thanks so much!! ]]
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---
alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !
✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .
* interview the muse
‘ do you miss anyone? ’
‘ how are you doing? ’
‘ do you believe in ghosts? ’
‘ what makes you laugh? ’
‘ list your top three bands or singers. ’
‘ how many blankets do you sleep with? ’
‘ does your name hold any special meaning to you? ’
‘ gum, cake, pie or ice cream? ’
‘ favorite book? ’
‘ are you a good person? ’
‘ describe love. ’
‘ have you ever taken part in an uprising? ‘
‘ favorite song? ’
‘ name a guilty pleasure. ’
‘ the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you today? ’
‘ tell me one truth and one lie. ’
‘ do you like people? ’
‘ what motivates you? ’
‘ describe the perfect weekend. ’
‘ any pet peeves? ’
‘ do you need a hug? ’
‘ would you like to have kids? ’
‘ do you have any tattoos? ’
‘ classical, oldies, punk, hip hop or country? ’
‘ when was the last time you cried? ’
‘ are you religious? ’
Send me "ovo" and I will tell you what kind of relationship I could see our muses having.
