i love you lil b

Speedpaint

   I want to make a tribute to Homestuck. Even though i left the fandom years ago i still kept up with the updates and kinda kept it with me i guess. It’s hard to believe it’s been 7 years. i remember when i first started reading after Problem Sleuth and no one could have thought it would have gone on for this long or be this spectacular! At one point Homestuck was a huge part of my life and has been with me for almost half my life so to be honest it hurts to say goodbye. I’m really thankful to all the people i’ve met through HS and the improvement in my art as I drew fanart of it. I wanted to post some of my old art, from before i had a pentab and only drew on paper or my schoolwork, but i either threw it away or lost it. I would have wanted to post this on 4/13 but it was only till after i watched Act 7 that i really felt my emotions come back and felt inspired to draw again. I might make a few more drawings depending on how the next few weeks go. Until then thank you to all my followers homestucks or not, and thank you to everyone who worked on HS to make it into the masterpiece it is today.

pt 2

-simon realized almost immediately the type of person baz was

-they had two classes together, french and english

-baz took notes during every lecture (his handwriting mesmerising??)

-he gave the teachers his undivided attention

-simon, meanwhile, slouched back into his chair, doodling idly while only halfheartedly listening to the class

-baz kept his notes organized like he kept his life organized

-like he literally had a spot for everything, he knew where everything was, he often scoffed whenever he saw simom searching for something

-after the first week or so of classes there was something else that caught Simon’s attention

-or rather, someone else

-a girl, with long blonde hair and big brown eyes

-she was in his photography class (intro to photography ??)

-and god she was beautiful

-aphrodite in the flesh

-simon decided to talk to her in his third week

-she wore a playful smile the entire conversation, flirting with him heavily the entire time, they agreed to grab a coffee later so they could study for a test

-simon was in a daze the entire walk back to his room

-he fell face first on his bed the second the door closed

-baz looked at him carefully, an amused smile tugging at his lips

-“Bazzz”

-simon turned his head towards him and smiled dreamily

-(Baz’s heart caught in his throat)

-“ive got a date with a cute girl later”

-a

-date

-with

-a

-cute

-girl

-/stab/

-“her name is Agatha, we’re going to study over coffee tonight”

-Baz turned around in his chair to face Simon

-“you say all this like we’re friends, Snow”

-simon sat up, frowing, “because i thought we /were/ friends, basil”

-baz looked at him like he was stupid (it was an expression simon received quite often)

-“we’re roommates, simon”

-“so we can’t be friends?”

-“we’re not friends just because we sleep in the same room, and frankly I’m not sure i want to be your friend. Honestly you’re far too sure that your charm will work on everyone you talk to.”

-“ What charm???”

-Baz rolled his eyes and turned back towards whatever journal he was writing in

-simon, on the other hand, was fuming

-he changed into a loose shirt and a pair of shorts and slammed the door behind him

-Baz could be such an Asshole

-he went to the gym on campus and stayed there for a good hour

-he showered before dinner and hurried back to his room to grab his books afterwards

-the date (study-date)(call it what you will) went marvelously and ended with simon learning nothing thathad to do with photography

-he’d been much too focused on figuring out how close they could be without touching (and then she’d ended up brushing her leg against his)

-he walked her back to her dorm and took the long way back to his own

-when he walked in (quietly, so quietly, he didn’t want to wake Baz up so he could deal with any more condescension) he realized that Baz was sitting up on his bed, reading a book (with the book sleeve missing)

-simon looked at the alarm clock on the shelf above his bed, 11:47

-Baz was normally in bed by 11:00

-they didn’t talk to eachother

-simon got undressed after dropping his books by his desk

-he climbed into bed and stared at the wall

-the lamp glowing from behind him cast an orange glow on the white paint

-he traced the brushmarks with his eyes for a few minutes until the light clicked off

-baz closed his eyes almost as soon as the light was off

-why had he waited up?

-a thick uncertainty spread over him like chunky peanut butter on bread

-Simon Snow talked too much and made an ass of himself on a daily basis

-he was so confident in his easy going personality

-so sure that making you feel welcomed would in turn make you welcome him

-it was exhausting amd nauseating and

-heartwrenching

-baz had barely stopped thinking about Simon’s one rule

-N O A L C O H O L

-what horror had he seen

-he opened his eyes and looked at the lump across the room from him

-it was moving slowly up and down, in time with the ticking of his old alarm clock

-4 weeks into the year and Baz had already heard rumors about him:

-he was an orphan

- he was a flirt

-he was homophobic

-he was a super model

-the credibility of most of these claims was obviously not /so/

-but the orphan one had caught his attention (so had the flirt)

- just as the boy had

-he watched his breathing slow and heard a soft moan

-simon snow moaned in his sleep

-nothing like a sexual moan

-at least, it wasnt like any sexual moan baz had ever heard

-but then again, he was only educated on sex(and sex noises) because of porn

-another soft moan

-baz wondered what simon sounded like when he was having sex

-his face felt like it’d been splashed by lava

-he shoved it into his pillow and focused on his own breathing

-insomnia was an old friend that baz hadn’t missed

-baz thought back to that afternoon, when simon had stormed out

-he wanted to go back in time to wring his own neck

-“i don’t want to be your friend”

-nice

-way

-to

-talk

-to

-your

-c

-r

-oommate

-roommate

-he closed his eyes and

-wished he would have taken his medicine and

-sighed

-having simon snow as a roommate was proving hard and

-he wished he understood why he felt so confused

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