Your name is Dave Strider and you are seventeen years old. When you were thirteen and a bit you and your sister slipped into coma or so you were told. You don’t really remember. You woke up six months later. You never managed to fill that gap.
That is, until you met a boy named Karkat Vantas.
Suddenly you started remembering all the lives you have lived.
What happened to all the loves
That got left behind
By the bodies who made the love
But who could not withstand time
-Young Heretics-The Lost Loves
You’ve never been struck by a lightning but you would bet your last dollar that the thing you felt when his eyes met yours was just that.
when they start laughing its a train to its demise with its brakes broken they get red in the face and cry and snort and laugh at the other and cause the most unimaginable racket and can never stop once karkat almost pissed himself.
It’s my fault and I know it,
And I tend to blow it, no thanks to you.
It’s like you sit and you watch me,
You poke and you taunt me, it’s all that you do.
And I’m not fighting that no, not at all.
Just want to be something, a name you call.
pardon me, he is we
secret santa for faun-songs, whose awesome dave and karkat headcanons i tried to borrow for this pic. merry christmas and a happy homestuck new year!! ^v^
(the santa smuppet was directly ganked from insecureillustrator’s xmas smuppet background!)
i jumped in my seat as soon as i saw my name i was just thinking woa what a lovely davekat damn man and bam its ALL MINE
i wan t to love you all up and dow n but ill do it in the privacy of fanmail sIGHS THIS IS A LOVELY CHRISTMAS EE