rhythmic-idealist:

caecilius-est-pater:

ectotheology:

ectotheology:

homestuck is scary because it managed to make the title “prince of heart” intimidating. like without the context of classpects i would think thats an ouran high school host club character or something

homestuck is also scary because it managed to make the title “knight of blood” almost equally un-intimidating

homestuck is also scary because it managed to make the title “dave of guy” tearjerking and poignant

homestuck is scary because that one time there’s a wolf’s head in orange guy’s attic and that was pretty fucked up

roachpatrol:

abbf26:

one time roxy finds out how to change the “thanks for playing text” by using memory storage and text storage and god knows how but she finds the right combination of preloaded text boxes in sburb to make it say ‘pengis’ and for 2 weeks whenever daves with rose he points at the sky and its like “my mom did that” rose is fuming because she wanted to make it say ‘[S] slap balls’ but she has yet to find a way to introduce square brackets to the stored text memory 

this is the only epilogue i will accept

deliverusfromsburb:

deliverusfromsburb:

I walked downstairs just in time to witness this amazing scene:

My brother (the DM): The figure pulls off their helmet to reveal a familiar face

*dramatic pause as he clicks something on his laptop*

My brother: Vriska.

*Megalovania stars playing*

Other player: What????

My brother has moved on to bigger and better DnD things but this will always have a special place in my heart

banishedquasiroyal:

rose lalonde, squatting like a gargoyle on top of the kitchen island, dual wielding spatulas and wearing over twelve thousand dollars worth of custom tailored children’s clothing: Mother, what were the circumstances of my birth? Were you left by a particularly wealthy husband who happened to not know of my existence and would earnestly take full custody if he knew he had a daughter, or am I merely a fry of fornication that you keep around out of spite?

mom lalonde, perched on top of the refrigerator and eating leftover sweet and sour chicken with only a carving knife, maroon lipstick smudged across the blade: ur adopted

rose lalonde: What.

tonalgoldsmith:

no one understands when i say davesprite has legs and his wings are his hands. well hal understands but everyone else has largely fuckin disappointed me. so now im taking it upon myself to enlighten you motherfuckers. heres the thesis: