FUCK THE CHAIR. PARDON ME FOR MAKING MYSELF COMFORTABLE DURING A SINCERE HEART TO HEART DISCUSSION WITH A DEAR FRIEND IN NEED!
BUT THE TIME HAS COME FOR ME TO CEASE STRADDLING THIS DEEPLY OFFENSIVE PIECE OF FURNITURE! AWAY WITH YE, FOUR LEGGED TEMPTRESS! DISTRACT US NO MORE WITH THE MOST BASIC AND UTILITARIAN FORM OF CREATURE COMFORT YOU SUPPLY!!!
Please, Could you find the quotes on which communism is mentioned? Like the Karkat Marx one. Thanks ^^
DAVE: where did you even get that chair DAVE: did you steal it from the common area KARKAT: UNLIKE EVERYONE ELSE EVER, I HAPPEN TO MAKE A PRACTICE OF CAPTCHALOGUING ITEMS WHICH MIGHT BE CONVENIENT ON A DAY TO DAY BASIS. KARKAT: SAY I’M STROLLING AROUND AND FIND MYSELF IN NEED OF A PLACE TO SIT? BAM. SUDDENLY, A CHAIR. KARKAT: AND NO I DIDN’T STEAL IT. KARKAT: HOW COULD I STEAL SOMETHING FROM THE COMMON AREA? NOBODY ACTUALLY OWNS ANY OF THAT FUCKING FURNITURE. KARKAT: THAT’S WHY IT’S CALLED THE *COMMON* AREA, YOU ACCUSATORY PIECE OF FILTH. DAVE: sounds like communism
Hey this is weird to ask but can you draw some davesol? that shit is my JAM
*cough* they gon frick *cough* uh i mean whaaaat i didnt say anything certainly not anything about these two lovely gay bois fricking in the moonlight furiously (stop @me)
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i even ship karkat and shit chair. that shizz is hawt.
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you've admitted before that gamzee abused terezi why are you going back on that?? dude what the fuck she explicitly said that he put his hands on her (now of all times you can't raise a hand to me) and she was blatantly beaten and humiliated by him IN FRONT OF HER FRIENDS. if it wasn't abuse.. why were karkat, rose, kanaya, and dave all so upset and righteously angered by it? it obviously wasn't "just a troll thing" -- karkat was FURIOUS. seems to me like you're just twisting the narrative :/
Yeah, I might’ve said that. If I did, I’m not backing out of the fact I did. If I say something, I say it and when I say it, I mean it.
Do you know what Work In Progress means? My research on Homestuck and its background is in constant WIP mode. Even now I don’t dare to say I know everything because it’s true - I still learn new things everyday and I’m sure that at the very best I can say my knowledge has reached around 80%.
The older the post is the more probable is that it has some misconceptions. I started talking about possible theories and explanations when I was still in the dark about where Hussie was coming from and what he was doing. Foolishy, I assumed I actually knew what I was talking about and started making opinionated posts. It was not good. There’s a whole debate that’s happened like a year ago on this tumblr where I tried to prove that Darkleer (and Zahhaks in general) have problem with rape and rapist tendencies. While it’s not 100% wrong (there’s still something odd about this and I still wouldn’t back out of the idea that there had to be at least one incident where Zahhaks actually do something like that against better judgement because of how fate pushes them around), it’s ridiculous in the light of what I know now and for that I should eat a gargantuan humble pie, because I said things none of the Zahhaks deserved to be labeled as.
Speaking of which, I’d apologize to pocketfulofporcupines for being so stubborn about something I wasn’t right about, but they clearly don’t want to give me a chance.
That’s the thing. I make mistakes. And when I notice I make them, I change my mind and try to back out of them. I’m pretty sure I made a stand about Terezi being abused, because this relationship looked like a big clusterfuck of mistakes where one person hits another and vice versa and they just keep spiraling lower and lower until there’s nothing left but suffering. Obviously, it didn’t look healthy, so I pointed it out. There was only one problem:
it didn’t add up.
And when something doesn’t add up, I can still say something, but I keep digging deeper, until everything clears out. That’s why sometimes I make a claim and then I add to this claim, then I say one more thing and it’s just a thing that piles up. That’s why reading one post on my blog is often not good enough (I will most likely do a few masterposts where I group the posts that gather the whole evidence on particular characters to make it easier for everyone and I hope it will be helpful).
Terezi’s case is one of the things like that. I made a claim about what it seemed to be on the surface, just to have a basis I could come up to and prove it or disprove it eventually. It came out to be a different thing entirely than what most of the fandom views it as - and that’s why I changed my mind. The things you’re saying are misconceptions and blurry, unexplained that can be understood a few different ways. For example, one of the heaviest things Terezi says is this line:
My first reaction to it was an obvious shock. “What?! Gamzee beat up Terezi?! Holy fuck!…” The initial shock was so big I automatically took it in as an obvious truth and sort of rode with it for some time. But then, I started deciphering their relationship and I stopped at this line for quite some time.
I mean, why is it worderd this way?
Why not “raise hand against” or “raise hand over”? Why not make it obviously clear and just say “you can’t hit me/beat me up now of all times”? Because, while “raising hands to…” might mean “to hit sb”, there’s also another thing it might mean. I’ll give an picturesque example.
Silence. You’ve said enough.
This is a gesture someone of incredible authority could exert over people who know status and power the one person exerting it has. Emperors and any sort of rulers around the world used it to silence down, warn people that they’re crossing the lines and just being a signature sign that “it’s enough”, not always in hostile manner.
This might sound ridiculous at first, but when you consider what kind of change Gamzee went through once he quit slime
I don’t care about social order!
I care about social order and I admit I’m on top.
Could he have done that to silence down Terezi? Maybe. Terezi has been chasing after Gamzee with her blackrom crush basically since the beginning of her arc - all her actions and speeches she had with him show that she wanted Gamzee as her arch-enemy. She might’ve even noticed that Gamzee was acting weird and tried to prod at his mindcontrolled brain - and Gamzee was controlled by two different personas when he was on the meteor: Lil Cal and Aranea. Maybe she tried to talk him out of the weird mood changes and he simply cut her off, because that’s what Gamzee does (he did it with Karkat too). There’s also another interesting thing about the whole “hand raising thing”.
This is both a proof that “raised hand” means “be silent”, but also the fact that Aranea uses it as a silencing gesture. Remember this part of Terezi’s speech?
Gamzee had no idea who Aranea is.
He is asking “who the fuck is this sexy person”
Therefore, it’s really possible that this thing is what Aranea did through mindcontrolled Gamzee to Terezi. And it really wouldn’t be past what she did, cause Serkets are abusive af.
The whole scene with beating up you’re bringing up is a REACTION to what Terezi did before. I know people love to forget that it was Terezi who started this fight
This is where the fight starts.
and it happens after his eyes turn red, bulgy and swirly, which I have said countless time already - is a clear sign of mindcontrol
They are still red and swirly.
Karkat and Dave didn’t get really upset about it before the physical fight has happened. Sure, Karkat did pull out chair and questioned Terezi who had been sulking on the floor, but he let her be, because blackrom relationship is not about holding hands and being happy simply cause it’s not a redrom. Rose wasn’t upset about the relationship (she is fine talking about it with Gamzee), she had no idea what was going on and whether it was alright for it to happen. She was mostly upset at herself that she couldn’t remember what Kanaya said to her about it and finally decided that even if it’s all in the rights of the relationship, it had to stop.
However, Kanaya and Karkat do get upset after Gamzee keeps beating Terezi up, clearly not giving her a chance to either protect herself, respond back in the same way or use her weapons.
He almost lets her get her canes and yanks her back.
I think that the fact this particular scene has happened (as well as that he turned to Karkat and flipped him off) is what actually started the anger in Karkat and Kanaya, because this was a clear sign that this was not a fair struggle, it was a murder attempt.
some cute girl asked for a domesticity au so prepare for sickeningly sweet fluff
Living together will be a major adjustment for your relationship. It will test your abilities to compromise, to tolerate each other’s idiosyncrasies, to find your yin and yang as a couple and, ultimately, it will be the arbiter of whether your relationship can survive the stress of shacking up.
“You left the seat up again.”
Karkat’s sitting at Kankri’s desk in nothing but a pair of crab-print boxers, his attention drawn to figure looming in the entry to their repsiteblock.
“It’s a load gaper, Kankri. What’s the fucking point in closing it unless you’re sitting on it?”
“Well sometimes I clip my nails while sitting on it and I—”
“And you don’t look before you plant your ass?!”
Kankri bristles in offense and advances on his partner to give him a piece of his pan when he trips over a pile of clothes wadded up in the middle of the room.
“Karkat Vantas, what have I told you about poorly placed piles?!”
Biting back a smug smile, Karkat watches Kankri’s face shift and warp, struggling against the Patented Vantas Temper threatening to overtake his otherwise placid countenance.
“That’s not a pile. That’s just my clothes.”
Kankri’s brow twitches and it takes all of Karkat’s willpower not to laugh out loud at how absolutely hysterical Kankri is when he’s angry.
This situation is about compromise and tolerance though, not provoking and needling, so Karkat climbs out of his chair, kicks the heap of garments aside and wraps his arms around Kankri’s narrow shoulders.
Hugs always defuse the tension.
Kankri is immune to hugs, but only from Karkat. They both are privy to this knowledge as indicated by Kankri’s scoff and Karkat’s winning grin.
“You’re incorrigible,” the elder troll huffs as Karkat melts against him, his bare feet eclipsing Kankri’s boots as he uses the extra leverage to elevate himself to his mouth and cover it in kisses.
Kankri rolls his white eyes and pries his conniving mate off him (but not without accepting a few of those kisses, only a few).
“I have to go out and buy groceries. Will you be joining me?”
“Hell yes I will. You never get the right brand of cereal.”
They exchange squinting looks, daring each other to back down.
Inevitably Kankri tires of the ineffectual staring contest and leaves his dancestor to gloat alone in their respiteblock.
Despite their knack for squabbling over every conscionable thing, when they enter a public setting they are holding hands like new lovers. Karkat seizes every opportunity to be close, nuzzling up to the taller troll as Kankri pushes their cart through the aisles.
He also gropes him with all the gusto of a new lover, brushing his hand over his ass on his way to fetch the milk or kissing him a little too long and too hard just out of the store’s camera scope.
Kankri’s scandalized squeaking is nothing but encouraging, and before they’ve filled their cart they’re wrestling each other, Karkat pawing and Kankri parrying.
Karkat is banished to the inside of the cart under the (false) guise of him captaining Team Vantas through the rest of their grocery run. This seems to satisfy his amorous partner and his busy hands which Kankri stocks full of food.
Kankri’s decided on spaghetti and meatballs—with extra meatballs for his carnivorous dancestor.
They have an unspoken agreement that Kankri do the cooking, but he doesn’t mind being saddled with this task. He finds it meditative and enjoys bustling around the nutritionblock to the sound of Karkat’s video games (he really wishes he wouldn’t play such violent games).
Ever since Karkat moved in with Kankri and they found their groove, they seem to have settled into a domestic lull. Kankri serves dinner on matching plates with complementing flatware and watches the young troll slurp down his meal with all the ferocity of a starved animal. He issues a belated thanks on a full belly and remains seated, demonstrating his grasp for patience as Kankri finishes his dinner because he knows how much Kankri appreciates manners.
Afterward they burrow into layers of blankets, tucked in tightly by Karkat who insists they if they nest they will do it properly for fucks sake.
“Like crabs,” he adds with a stern scowl that dares Kankri to contest.
Instead Kankri answers him with a chirp not unlike that of a hermit crab, reveling in how Karkat puffs up in pure delight before coming alive in their blanket cave and covering his face in affectionate nips.