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My attempt at doing a sketchy redraw of the Davekat kiss from the newest update. They are adorable and I am weak.
DAVE WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT
i dont know how markdown works gfdi but heres this,,,
edit: haha it worked and ALSO this was not a planned chat my friends are just funny
hopefully the indiv panels are in a read more thing down there
when people ask what my favorite ship from homestuck is, i always say davekat. and when people ask why, i say i just like the art. and, while that's true, i like davekat for other reasons.
i get dave. on a level deeper than understanding. ive lived dave. i know the uncertainty, the fear, the need to keep it quiet, the desire to view it all through an ironic lens, and to keep a facade of everything being cool.
i understand karkat. the want to be older than you are, to prove yourself when everyone else has turned their backs and cast you aside, to make sure your voice is heard no matter what, to show that you can do what no has done before.
dave can't sit in silence. it puts him on edge, and it makes him feel like someone is going to hop out and attack. his thoughts wander from sick beats to terrifying paranoia in record time. luckily for him, karkat is loud and says exactly what he thinks. there is no guessing or silent uncertainty. there's only them.
karkat stresses over alternian rules. he'll never feel completely comfortable with his trollian counterparts because, in the back of his mind, there will always be the voice of a forgotten prophet reminding him that he's a mutant. luckily for him, dave doesn't give two fucks, as far as the amateur rapper is concerned, they bleed the same.
they are foils of one another. mirrors with imperfect reflections. knights who are burdened with the responsibility of holding it all together, despite their own uncertainty about where they stand in the mess.
dave, burdened with the knowledge of how truly insignificant they all are in the grand scheme of the alpha timeline. karkat, burdened with the understanding of how easily people turn on one another and how fragile peace really is.
they see each other. recognize the familiar frown lines that come with hours of contemplating how they could possibly make the impossible work. they gravitate towards each other, pulling one another into their orbit. you're not alone if someone else sees you for all that you are.
so ask me why i like davekat? i'll say its because they bleed the same.
dave doesn't like acknowledging things. if you acknowledge something that makes it true, so if he never acknowledges it its not true. simple, really.
if he never acknowledges bro's abuse as abuse, it's not abuse. It's just ironic play and cool hobbies and totally normal older brother stuff.
and he never acknowledged that little crush on john, and then it went away, so obviously that only cements his previous hypothesis that if he ignores things, they go away, and they aren't real.
then, he comes face to face with karkat and dirk.
dirk, who has the face of the man who exists solely in his nightmares. whose voice sends slight shivers down his spine. he half expects to see his face with a blade against his throat in the reflection of the boys sharp glasses.
karkat, who yells and is loud and is brash and somehow sets his heart on fire with every screech and pointed glare. who genuinely listens to his rambles, even if he calls him a "blundering moron" after. he listens.
and suddenly, dave cant go about life not acknowledging things. he sees the brotherly relationship he couldve had in dirk, and he knows he wants it.
suddenly, he cant ignore the feelings of romance that he'd convinced himself were wrong. john was an idea, karkat is real and in front of him, and he knows he wants it.
he knows he wants it. he's acknowledged he wants it, and now it's real. it's real and true and. and it's the truth. and that's the worst part.
early morning doodles - my shaylas❤️🖤
can you tell who my favorite homestuck character is
sick and twisted that this is better quality than when i upload it straight from my tablet
one more for tonight
tumblr is my little art of DaveKat anything
one time i wrote a short story with my ocs. one of the lines was “the point is, you care about the guy. no homo. but also maybe totally yes homo. schrödingers sexuality. does the cat fuck dudes? who knows, but if he did, you’d support him 100%. and in this case, the cat is charlie. the cat that you’re maybe totally super in love with. maybe you should stop comparing him to cats if you’re going to say that.” i don’t know which davekat fanfic author i channeled while writing it but i’m not complaining