this is the only time i think he refers to himself as dave

Mistake

Vegas | Tease | Oops | D | Game | Mistake

Series: Vegas

Note: The moment you all have been waiting for… Hold onto your caps, people, because this one is a roller coaster.

Word Count: 3586

Warnings: Language, angst…no smut in this one, guys. 😳

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You knew you’d fucked up.

The second those words flew out of your mouth, your eyes shot open and your breath caught in your throat. You were quickly shaken from the spell Daveed had placed you under, and as reality settled in, you began to panic.

Without delay, you pushed Daveed off you and clambered off the bed. He was silent and you didn’t know if it was because he was in shock or because he was still coming down from his high, but either way, you knew you had to get out of there before he started speaking.

You were pulling your jeans on hastily when you finally spoke up. “I uh…I-I gotta go.” You said, trying to hide the fact that you were on the verge of tears. “It’s really late and I think I forgot to do something back home.”

“Y/N…” Daveed breathed softly, pushing himself up on his elbows to look at you.

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Jake English is the most intelligent character in Homestuck. And he hides it deliberately.

For a given value of “intelligence”, anyway. I don’t hold that much truck with the concept in general–there are different kinds of intelligence that run the gamut of human skills, and reducing that to a single concept is reductive, to say the least.

However, it’s hard to deny that there are real cultural forces in our society that do treat intelligence as a monolithic descriptor of skill and worth, and it’s a cultural idea as pervasive in reality as it is in Jake’s character arc.

For that reason alone, I’ll be using “intelligence” as a term referring to Jake’s awareness of and competence at identifying and solving problems throughout this sequence. The term as I am using it here is only relevant in the context of the themes and language Homestuck sets up. 

Intelligence, competence, and awareness are key parts of Jake’s relationship with the people around him, and particularly with the way he is dehumanized, taken for granted, and abused. 

In fact, almost every character Jake is close to in canon questions his intelligence at some point:

And this dynamic isn’t just present in the characters. It’s in the fandom as well. 
Fandom perception of Jake English often considers him comically unaware of his surroundings and reality, dense and slow or even straight up unable to pick up on ideas that come naturally to many of the other characters.

This is true across the board of opinions of his character: Some consider Jake a self-absorbed, thoughtless asshole, others still consider him a helpless victim who isn’t quite quick enough on the uptake to keep up with how he’s manipulated by others.

It’s hard for us–the fandom, I mean–to be sure of just how much Jake understood about how badly Lil Hal treated him (and by association, Dirk, in much of the fandom’s eyes). Or that Jane liked him. Among other things. It’s part of the general air of helplessness and incompetence that surrounds Pages, I guess, and air set up around Jake for quite a lot of his narrative:

(Note: This is Brain Ghost Dirk specifically questioning Jake’s intelligence.  
I hope you’ve got some good note taking pens, because this is going to be important later.)


It’s pretty much accepted that the degree and reach of Jake’s intelligence is, at the very least, a matter of debate. I am here to say that it is not. At all. And I can prove it. By allowing ourselves to doubt Jake’s intelligence, we–the fandom– have performed the equivalent of deciding Dave’s cool guy act is the real deal. 

We have fallen for Jake’s bluff. I’ll explain. 

Plenty of people are aware that Knights, as a class, tend to act out personas that reflect ideas about how they think they should act. 
For Dave, that’s the stoic Cool Guy archetype, which he eventually grows out of:

For Karkat, it’s his ideas of being a Ruthless Big Shot Leader, which he also outgrows by the end: 

And Latula has the thing about being a R4D SK4T3R G4M3G1RL!!! I don’t really think we need a quote to establish that–Dave and Karkat prove my point well enough, and this is pretty much common fandom knowledge. 

What I don’t think is common fandom knowledge is that Pages do the same thing, but for a different purpose. Pages and Knights both set up Personas that they project into the outside world. And both of them do it to control how other people perceive them. But for different reasons.

Knights do it because they want to be perceived as capable, in control, and unflappable, basically. Karkat wants everyone to rely on his executive ability as a Leader. Dave wants to be admired and validated by his friends, or. Well. Anyone. In essence, Knights want to be relied on by others. 

Pages, on the other hand, develop this fabricated identity for themselves. At this point, I should mention I’ve come to agree with Tex Talk’s view that Knights are a passive class and Pages are an active one. 

Knights use their aspect to benefit others. Pages use it to benefit themselves.

Horrus develops a strangely blank persona, so conspicuously fake it is hard to tell if he even reacts to input–so it’s easy for him to just pretend he didn’t hear it when Rufioh tells him he wants to break up–again, I don’t really feel like going through all of Openbound to get all the screencaps and I don’t think they warrant that much space on this post. 

Tavros does the same thing, enveloping himself in his games and fantasy so much that he veers away from almost any responsibility in the session, and does only what he wants to…unless Vriska is stealing that ability from him. However, even through her abuse,  Tavros manages through sheer presentation of his person to encourage the other trolls to help take care of him. 

Specifically, by giving him increased mobility–mobility and freedom of movement being concepts closely related to Breath. It’s worth mentioning Tavros is able to inspire this care not just in Kanaya, but in Equius, who looks down upon lowbloods and whose culture would have encouraged him to KILL Tavros for his weakness rather than help him. 

But because of Vriska’s exploitative and cruel influence on him, I’m not sure to what extent he really lives up to his full potential. That said, he DOES manage to completely live out his own personal fantasy, coming to embody both his childhood image of Peter Pan…

BUT ALSO being the only one of the Alternian trolls to accomplish his original childhood goal: Becoming a Cavalreaper.

Get it? He’s literally cavalry. Ha ha. Is this kind of a fucked up victory? Maybe, yeah. But it’s fitting that the character obsessed with the Peter Pan fantasy of leading a troupe of “Lost Boys” never really grows up with the goals he sets for himself. Maybe it says something about Tavros, or about the nature of Ghosts–either way, it definitely seems intentional. 

Anyway, the Ghosts are another essay for another time. Time to talk about the kid I actually want to talk about:

Jake English has a fabricated persona, too. For Horuss, it’s nothingness. For Tavros, it’s endless childhood and Peter Pan. But Jake’s persona is a contrast to Dirk’s (and Dave’s) Cool Guy persona. Personas that, for each of them, sit at the dead opposite end of the spectrum from who all three characters actually are. 

And for Jake’s constructed persona is that of the Hot-Headed Hero.

And like Horrus and Tavros, Jake indulges this fantasy version of himself even when he actively knows it makes no sense to do so, simply because it’s the fantasy about his life he wants to live out. 


But like Dave and Dirk’s presentation of themselves as cool guys unphased by anything, this persona is a complete lie.

Jake is demonstrably extremely nerdy…

He collects pointless minutiae about his favorite movies and comic books. He looks up to comic book heroines so much he wants to dress up like them. 

And also intelligent, curious, and good at evaluating the potential consequences of his actions–traits he literally willfuly holds himself back from. 


His Modus is by far the most complex of all the kids. He uses a Puzzle Modus that allows him to fit any amount of items he wants in it’s storage space…so long as he can successfully spatially fit every single object within a finite space. 

And Jake captchalogues a LOT of shit. Meaning he has to keep all of this inventory and know how to spatially navigate it to fit everything he wants at all times. And he does this casually, as a part of his daily interactions with the world around him. 

But perhaps more telling than that is how Brain Ghost Dirk describes his own creation: 

Brain Ghost Dirk implies that he is a Dirk splinter, but specifically a Dirk splinter that exists entirely through the ideas Jake has about Dirk. 

In other words, Jake knows and understands Dirk so well that he can pretty much perfectly remember his body, movements and mannerisms on command. Again, not even actively, it’s just kind of how Jake English rolls-thinking about Dirk all the time is the status quo. 

And Brain Ghost Dirk claims to be Jake’s literal brain, talking back to him.

Which means when Brain Ghost Dirk calls Jake out on something, he is forcibly communicating important information to Jake that Jake is actively choosing to ignore. It’s Jake talking to himself, not Dirk giving Jake information he doesn’t have by talking to him through Brain Ghost Dirk.

We have reason to believe the Ghost about this, since Dirk never expresses having any awareness of Brain Ghost Dirk’s existence. 

So what important information does Jake willingly ignore? Well, earlier we saw him justify beating up a random alien girl even though a part of his brain knew she wasn’t actually Sea Hitler, and he kind of just wanted to play the part. But surely we can do better than that. How about everything about his friends’ feelings about him that makes him uncomfortable?

Callmearcturus wrote this brilliant thesis outlining why she thinks Jake deliberately manipulated Jane into failing to confess to him
, but I’m gonna run over it real quick to ground it in this context and sell you on the idea that this is, in fact, not a theory and explicit canon.

Because we don’t need to guess at this by reverse-engineering Jake’s well-established feelings for Dirk. Roxy literally tells him Jane has these feelings before Jane herself does:

Jake recognizes what Roxy is saying, and guesses what she was alluding to on her own. Roxy doesn’t deny it by any measure, and when she asks Jake to drop the issue, Jake says he understands the dilemma this puts her in with Jane. 

To stress: He received this information in confidence and knows it for a fact. And he trusts the information he receives so much that he then ACTS on it. After talking to Roxy, Jake messages Jane himself, OPENING by mentioning Roxy told him Jane was going to be contacting him.

And then he himself broaches the subject of their romantic feelings for each other:

But when Jane outright asks him if he has something he wants to say to her, Jake expertly dodges the question, keeping his options open while putting the onus of taking the first step and revealing her feelings on Jane again. 

And then, once he’s got her trying to answer…

He KEEPS asking her, interrupting her several times while she starts to try sorting out her thoughts. He puts Jane under a LOT of pressure here, which…considering Jake literally KNOWS the answer, is a pretty shitty thing to do! Even if Roxy hadn’t LITERALLY TOLD HIM mere minutes ago, Jane’s reactions here would have confirmed Jake’s suspicions beyond a reasonable shadow of a doubt. 

Unless, of course, one has a reputation for not thinking things through or being aware of their surroundings. 

Once Jake has his answer, he doubles back, making sure to ask her AGAIN while she’s off balance….

And he then shuts her down when she tries to take the initiative on taking it back and being honest, quickly following up by IMMEDIATELY letting her know he’s relieved about this–signaling his disinterest BEFORE she has a chance to reveal she actually does have a stake in the matter.

He then uses his goofy, unaware, trusting persona to set up a status quo where Jane continually helps him by acting as a sounding board for all his thoughts about Dirk–essentially, putting Jane inside a gender-flipped version of the laughable stereotype of The Friend Zone.

But wait a minute. Jane is one thing. But if Jake is actually this smart, aware, and capable–then it kind of has ramifications across all of his character interactions. What else changes if we read Jake this way? I know I said my next post would be on Roxy, but, uh…yeah. This one kind of got away from me. 

In our next entry, we’re going to talk about Why Jake does what he does, and Why he seems so genuinely confused about it later into his narrative. We’re also going to look at some of the other consequences his Jake’s approach to his friendships has for his friends. 

We’ll also make a case for Why exactly Jake ultimately falls in love with Dirk Strider, how and when Jake demonstrates and acts on that love, and if I can manage to squeeze it in–maybe even uncover the way the Heart aspects’ two different themes of  Souls and Romance/Shipping are conceptually connected.

And on that note, it’s worth pointing out that there’s one notable exception to the list of people fooled by Jake’s presented persona. One character who not only never talks Jake’s intelligence down…

But instead talks Jake’s intelligence UP when he talks badly about himself. 

Dirk Strider.

See you again soon, everyone. 

Until then, Keep Rising. 

Why DaveKat is Narratively Important

Let’s talk about DaveKat because I have nothing better to do!!
So, whether or not you personally ship or agree with davekat, this is just going to be about how, from a narrative standpoint, it is 100% vital to both Dave’s and Karkat’s storylines and personal character arcs, let’s start with:

Knight Class- So, bit of class/aspect analysis because the fact they both Dave and Karkat are both Knights is absolutely VITAL to their character development and their connection to each other. Something Kanaya said, that classpects are not necessarily chosen to suit the strengths of each player but rather to challenge them in a way that is most beneficial to their personal growth? That is completely correct, Dave and Karkat being some of the best examples in the comic. The aspects are the elements which the game, and therefore the universe(s) are made of - literally. Like, these are the constructs out of which the world exists, the building blocks so to speak. However, they also represent more metaphorical concepts, Life=Optimism, Hope=Belief, Heart=Soul, so on and so forth etc. So paired with the Knight class, the active pairing of Maid class, we have to examine how exactly the aspect *applies*. Obviously, being active, the Knight class is self serving (more on active vs passive or knight vs maid specifically if y'all hmu with some asks I’d be happy to explain more in depth), there’s also a metric shitload of symbolism involved in the name. I’ve been reading this comic for almost five years and the sheer amount of symbolism never ceases to amaze me, but the absolutely loaded amount of metaphorical value behind this class has to be in my top 5. The classic “knight” iteration, sword and shield type of deal, is instrumental in the interpretation of how Dave and Karkat wield their abilities and grow as characters. The weapon is obviously the way in which they wield their aspects, but the shield is so much more interesting: it’s their PERSONA. Part of the blatant parallels between Dave and Karkat’s story arcs is how they allow others to perceive them in regard to their own internal struggles, they both put up a persona to protect themselves. For Dave it’s his “coolkid” facade, he doesn’t let others see his emotions, feelings, or motivations because he’s so wrapped up in this delusion of irony and toxic masculinity that he feels it would be a weakness to show himself for what he is, one that could very possibly (at the hands of Bro) get him severely injured at best, dead at worst if he fears for his life which is a distinct possibility. Karkat suffers in a similar way, his persona is this image of the overly aggressive, “shouty/angry” guy, he’s loud and obnoxious because he’s trying to keep people at arms length, similar to how Dave doesn’t let anyone in. Karkat also has similar motivations behind this persona, because of his blood color he knows he will be in immediate danger if people get too close, look to closely, care too much, so if he can shout and seem just as bloodthirsty and aggressive as other trolls, he can both keep them away and keep himself free of suspicion. So, they have their shields, their personas, this is how they protect themselves from the world. Let’s talk about their weapons.

Aspects- As I mentioned above, aspects are the literal elements that make up the world, but also have a more metaphorical meaning. In the same way that Heart=Soul, Dave’s aspect Time is not only literally representative of time, but metaphorically representative of PROGRESSION. Karkat’s aspect of blood is therefore, while literally blood (possibly a reference to his mutation), also more symbolically representative of UNITY. Now, let’s see how those apply to each players personal struggle, because remember that’s the key here, how their classpects tie in to their character arcs. Dave is troubled by his aspect at multiple points throughout the storyline, severely disturbed by dead Dave’s and essentially haunted by the multiple loops he has running, in what is a single day to his fellow beta players likely feels like *weeks* for him, he’s not progressing in the game, he’s running all these loops and doing so much and yet he’s not really going anywhere. He’s like a broken record, if you will. Dave doesn’t see himself as a hero, broken sword symbolism aside because I cannot get into that rn lmao that’s way too loaded and this is long enough, Dave *can’t* see himself as a hero because in his mind, Bro was a hero, and he will never live up to it, so why bother. Easier to just run his loops and do whatever Terezi says because she’s probably right and anyways it’s just easier to do something menial and meaningless that doesn’t move anything forward because he would probably fuck it up anyways, right? Dave is so stuck in the past, haunted by his loops, haunted by the legacy of his Bro, haunted by dead Daves, he is terrified (whether consciously or subconsciously) of moving forward, of Progression. Alternatively, Karkat’s aspect of Blood, or UNITY trips him up in similar ways. Karkat’s relationships are…complicated. It’s been *headcanoned* that he comes across as pale towards most of his friends, because despite how hard he tries to act loud and aggressive, he’s a big softie who cares way too goddamn much about everything. Terezi also represents his biggest struggle with Unity and relationships, he “wanted her in every quadrant like a desperate fool”, and she played along for a while to see if he would settle in any one quadrant, but when he never did she moved on. This is a huge blow to Karkat’s self-esteem, he thought he was being so suave and smooth just like his romance novels and movies, but really he was pushing her away either knowingly or unknowingly. On the topic of his romance novels, his obsession with relationships also shows him trying to compensate (more on this in a sec) for his lack of capability in the area, as if he’s studying them to get a better understanding of how relationships should work because he really has no idea. In his very first conversation with Sollux that we see, he ends by affirming that he hasn’t gone too far right? They’re still friends? Because underneath his loud, obnoxious persona, he’s just acting the way he thinks he’s supposed to in this hyper-aggressive society. Sound familiar? It’s because Dave is doing the same thing. They’re both using their personas to survive, to appear the way they think they should to other people, because when it comes to their aspects, they’re fucking terrified and don’t have a clue as to what they’re really doing.

Storyline Parallels- So, I’ve seen a lot of good analysis of this and I doubt any of what I’m saying will be news to any of you, but I’m gonna put it in my own words as best I can bc this shit is imperative to understanding why DaveKat works so perfectly in the narrative. Dave is obviously working an uphill battle the entire story to overcome the hyper-masculinity (see also: toxic) that his Bro has ingrained in his psyche for 13 years. Not the least of which is some deeply rooted homophobia. Dave fronts constantly, accusing others of being gay, accusing *Karkat* of being gay pretty amusingly. Obviously he pokes at this in other people because he’s so insecure about it in himself, he struggles heavily with his sexuality the way so many pre-teens do, only he’s fighting against a decades worth of anti-gay propaganda basically so there’s no room for him to search within himself too deeply without feeling deeply uncomfortable because obviously that’s Wrong and Bad and that’s not how society works in his world. Similarly, Karkat struggles with the quadrants which is practically unheard of on Alternia. It’s such a clear parallel to human homophobia that like. I’m left speechless when I think about it honestly. Their struggles are so overwhelmingly similar and parallel to each other sometimes I just have to stop and appreciate it. But back on topic, his whole life, Karkat has grown up with this over idealized concept of romance, the quadrants, and he obviously knows something is wrong with himself from an early age. Karkat’s obsession with romance novels is no coincidence, he’s clearly always felt off when it comes to that and so he most likely reached out to these novels and movies to get a better grasp of the quadrants, consuming what was essentially romantic propaganda to overcompensate. The problem is, in studying these works, he latched onto the wrong thing which is so funny to me. He’s reading these trying to understand, to make himself fit into this system because that’s what society is like *cough* heteronormativity *cough* and yet he latched onto quadrant vacillation like it’s the holy fucking grail of romance. Like oh, okay, this is normal? Obviously people do this, as long as they switch within the bounds of the system it’s Okay™ and even romantic in some occasions. Only, this is fiction he’s reading and if you try to apply the logic of romance novels to real life…well, we all know what happened with Terezi. He was constantly pushing the boundaries of vacillation, he was red for her, he wanted to act black on occasion, he cares so much about everyone it’s impossible for him not to be pale, and we see him (though I doubt he realizes he’s doing it) trying to auspistice for her and Gamzee in the pre-retcon timeline by staging a sort of intervention. He “wanted her in every quadrant like a desperate fool” and I don’t understand how people put Karkat into the quadrant system!!! That line is so IMPORTANT, not even taking into account that we know his dancestor, who shared his blood mutation which may have had something to do with his irregularities, loved the Disciple “beyond the quadrants”. It’s. So. Obvious. Karkat is overcoming the stigma of wanting to love beyond the quadrants in the same way that Dave is struggling to overcome the loaded idea behind being Not Straight. They’re both overcoming these extremely similar prospects and it’s an absolutely stunning feat of narrative that as an English major it makes me fucking weak in the goddamn knees like Hussie is a lot of things but this? This is fucking genius. I’ve never seen two characters written together in such an in depth and parallel way before.

Opposites Attract- So we’ve talked about their similarities, let’s talk about their differences and how those differences are also actually poorly disguised similarities. Karkat is obviously a Loud Boy, thats his coping mechanism. He keeps people out and away by being loud and aggressive. Dave needs to cope for similar reasons, to protect himself he needs to keep people out and away but he does it in just the opposite way, he gets quiet. He doesn’t talk about his shit. Sure, he’ll go on the rambling metaphor when the occasion calls, but although he’s always talking he’s never really saying anything. Karkat is an almost compulsive over sharer, like, the boy (bless his heart) has zero filter. Dave will talk your ear off just as well, but I’ll be fuckin damned if he says anything worthwhile outright (his many, many Freudian slips aside). It’s also interesting to note that while I’ve seen people talk about how part of the reason Karkat doesn’t fit into Alternian society is that he’s so human, as its stated in the narrative that after seeing this soft species, that shares his blood color and stupid, stupid compassion, even *Vriska* admits that Karkat seems to fit in better with them than he ever did with trolls, we don’t see the same for Dave? I’ve rarely, if ever, seen the situation flipped, in that Dave was more suited for Alternian society the same way Karkat was more human than troll or at least had severely human aspects. Obviously Dave’s romance is still very human in that he’s a big ol’ fan of monogamy (he and Karkat both faced problems in their relationships with Terezi romantically when she became involved in other quadrants, these boys love monogamy I’ll fight), but his upbringing? Yikes. Lusii are supposed to, while still protecting their trolls, prepare them for the harsh and violent world. Whether they had to kill other trolls and Lusii to feed them, or learn how to fight to fend off other trolls on their own, there was a shit ton of fighting in their pre-pubescent years. Trolls are a hyper aggressive, violent species that learn to fight basically as soon as they can walk, which is exactly what Bro did to Dave. Dave could fight practically from the second he crawled off the meteor, I doubt a day went by without a sword in his hand for some reason and god knows he suffered through enough strifes. Both boys were brought up just thoroughly *wrong* for their societies in a way that ensured they would never feel like they truly fit in.

Finally, Romance- In the final culmination of all this, let’s actually talk about how they work together as a couple. So, they have this overwhelmingly similar upbringing and life experience, what happens when they finally meet up? Dave thinks it’s hilarious that Karkat is always yelling, “get a load of this guy I was telling you about, Rose”, and while I have no doubt he thought Karkat’s shitfits were the funniest thing since Colonel Sassacre, there had to be a part of him that was just in awe of how someone could be so free with their emotions. Like, he’s angry? And you know it the second he walks into a room?? This is an entirely new concept to Dave, my son, who grew up with an insanely passive-aggressive psychopath who would sneak up on him and fight him with a crazy fucking puppet like what the fuck?? Dave has always had to be on edge at home, Bro was quiet so you never knew when he was upset and you never knew when he was coming for you. With Karkat, that’s such a non-issue it’s like the issue dined and dashed, no bill and no tip, vanished into the wind. You can hear Karkat stomping down the hall five minutes before he even gets into the room, and once he gets there oh boy he will Let You Know What The Problem Is. Why is Dave always provoking Karkat? Literally just to hear him yell because it’s so goddamn refreshing to know exactly with 100% certainty what someone is thinking, no irony, no bullshit, just genuine fucking refreshing annoyance. And for Karkat, well here’s the guy he’s always wanted to be, right? Cool and suave, the romcom hero who could smooth talk the paint off a wall. Only, Dave isn’t actually cool in the way he pretends to be, he’s not this smooth suave hero, he’s not even just a hero. He can’t be. He’s just…a kid. A kid like Karkat who has issues like Karkat and talks just as much when he’s nervous as Karkat and he’s relatable even though he’s trying not to be. He’s trying so hard to be what society wants from him he wants to be the tough guy with the sword but he’s just so not and that’s so refreshing! Karkat realizes he’s not the only one who’s trying to live up to some buttfuck impossiblestandards and he realizes…that’s okay. He doesn’t have to be anything he’s not. And they figure that out together.

So pardon me if I don’t understand how you can put Dave with John, or Jade, because they don’t fit. The narrative literally doesn’t benefit in any way for them to fit, and if it’s your personal preference then by all means go for it who am I to stop you, but there is no benefit to them being together. They will not grow from it, John is explicitly someone who doesn’t seem to focus or care much about romance even? And Jade has no concept of anything Dave has gone through, she couldn’t even begin to understand. Same with Terezi and Karkat, or Gamzee and Karkat or John and Karkat or whatever, Terezi likes quadrants. They make sense to her and she enjoys them, Karkat cannot bring himself to deal with with that and they’re so much happier as just friends. I’m not even getting into Gamzee, I’m not even gonna dip my toe into that discourse because everyone likes different characters for different reasons and I won’t begrudge you of that so I’m just gonna stay away. So again, if you ship those then that’s fine! Go for it! This is just an analysis of why the narrative, in my personal perspective, supports DaveKat and why I personally think they are good and healthy for each other and help each other grow as people.

Act 4: Trolls as Manifestations

Homestuck gains complexity through iterations, in plot, setting, and character. As the tutorial character, John’s actions are straightforward and relatively easy to follow, which sets the stage for grander installments. John’s plain house and Dad are followed by the increasingly complex circumstances of his friends. John’s ability to combine items across captchalogue cards (1917) is a primer for combining items via alchemy. If a rule is introduced through John, subsequent iterations of the rule will be more grandiose.

So, an observation: John is afraid of heights. When John slips on a staircase, he flips out (2460). When he nearly launches himself into the abyss with the Pogo Hammer, he has to take a nap before he has calmed down enough to continue (2537). Immediately following both moments of vertigo, massive ogres begin to climb toward John’s house (2461, 2542). The eventual fight with the ogres begins after John looks over the roof of his house, into the abyss (2562-3).

All of this suggests that Sburb is reacting to John’s emotional state (fear) to produce in-game content. This is further suggested by a peek we get at some of Sburb’s internal processes (3419):

Here, we have reference to terminology associated with Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud. The terms suggest that Sburb interacts with the ideas in the kids’ subconscious minds (archetypes) and brings symbolic representations of these ideas into conscious reality (manifests the ideas). Like, pipes are Johns’s dad symbol (1974), so LOWAS is covered in pipes as a subconscious reminder of his dad. Or, Dave is surrounded by dangerous sharp objects in his apartment, so LOHAC is full of grinding metal gears to subtly (?) remind him of his awful, awful home.

Even before we reach the kids’ planets though, John’s encounter with the ogres asserts Sburb’s dream-like nature. The “hyper flexible mythology” of Sburb  is essentially the same as Freudian dream logic – Sburb caused John’s latent fear of heights to manifest as real, punchable monsters.

But if you look through Homestuck for things that materialize due to emotional events, it doesn’t stop with imps and monsters. It also includes the trolls.

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anonymous asked:

Do you have any tips for writing dirkjake? A lot of writers can't really capture their relationship as well as you do

ok I’m going to write like a million words about dirkjake get ready

I think firstly with DirkJake there’s just core differences in how different fans interpret the characters and relationship from the very foundation. The way fanon is so established for like 10 different versions of Dirk and Jake individually followed by at least 3 different common ways for their dynamic to be interpreted… it all leads to a shit ton of variance in what you get when any given writer decides to write a DirkJake fic. 

I guess for me, the main things to get “my” flavor of the relationship, what I try to focus on: 

1. Dirk as a complex character primarily defined by his overwhelming constant internal state of anxiety filtered through the fucking pinhole of his exterior facade. So like. Dirk is a character that wants and needs and feels so many things, but never wants to express any of it because he is terrified that expressing all the shit going on behind the mask will drive people away from him either in disgust or terror. Dirk is a person who is constantly afraid that he is becoming the worst version of himself and constantly unable to talk about that because if people understood what the worst version of himself was capable of they wouldn’t even want to be associated with the current version of him, who is trying so fucking hard not to be that. And because from Dirk’s perspective he’s “hiding” the reality of who he is from everyone he cares about (Dirk has a VERY FUCKING LOW opinion of himself) he’s in a sense manipulating them via lying by omission. Dirk thinks he is responsible for everything bad and other people are responsible for everything good and therefore other people have no sense associating with him at all. Dirk is trapped inside his own goddamn head 100% of the time when left to his own devices and WILL destroy himself if allowed to do so. 

His stuff is a mirror of Dave’s, with one huge difference: Dave hides everything because he’s afraid everyone will think less of him for being so soft – he’s afraid of the harm they might do to HIM, emotionally. His facade is protecting himself. Dirk hides everything because he’s afraid of the harm that DIRK might do to THEM. His facade is (from his perspective) protecting everyone else (from him.)

You’ll notice I didn’t mention anime, puppets, horses. Yeah. Moving on. 

2. Jake is ALSO a complex character primarily defined by his overwhelming need to avoid conflict and downplay his struggles with being hugely introverted in favor of projecting an idealized version of himself worthy of his own grand destiny. Jake is primarily concerned with JAKE’S own comfort, and this selfishness leaks in to the way he conducts all his relationships – Roxy is spot on when she says that Jake is an asshole, but he doesn’t MEAN to be an asshole, he’s just… Jake. Jake is simultaneously really easy to take advantage of (because he will always defer to the easiest route if possible – Jake calls himself a man of action but he would almost ALWAYS prefer to do nothing if he can get away with it) and also really good at manipulating people because everyone underestimates him. Jake is SMART. He just often downplays his own intelligence because he’s terrified of failure. He walks this line between being perceived as capable but not being perceived as TOO capable, because he wants to put out a specific persona without ever being called on to act in a way befitting of that persona. Like, wearing the costume is easy but walking the walk is hard, right?

Jake wants to be the hero and also wants to be the damsel but ONLY for the fun parts because the rest is hard and feels bad and is awful and sucks. He wants to skip from the Inciting Incident of a story to the Hero’s Triumph and then to the Happy Conclusion without experiencing ANY of the tumult or conflict or setbacks in between. He wants people to understand him without having to express himself because that’s hard. 

His stuff is a mirror Jane’s, one again a major difference: Jane bottles things up because she wants to appear effective and actively be relied upon to do great things – which she is confident in her ability to do and eager to inherit. Jake bottles things up and meticulously avoids difficult things because he wants to appear technically capable of effectiveness but doesn’t actually want people to call upon him or depend on him. He is NOT confident in himself or his own abilities and intelligence. Jane wants everyone to want and need her, she thrives on being the center of attention in a room. Jake thinks about being the center of attention in a room and wants to die. 

I would never ever ever use the words “cinnamon roll” to refer to Jake English. So yep. Moving on. 

3. the DirkJake relationship is a story about two boys who have been in love with each other basically their entire lives, except they grew into a pair of maladjusted unsocialized messes with zero emotional intelligence and oh, yeah, also one is a huge fucking introvert pretending to be an extrovert and the other is a desperate fucking extrovert pretending to be an introvert and WOW IS THAT A RECIPE FOR DISASTER. Especially when they immediately torch all their other relationships and have no one to ground them or pull them back or otherwise vent or express themselves to ON TOP OF all the other personal baggage each is working through throughout the alpha session. 

And I personally take an optimistic view of it, which is, these boys have loved each other their entire lives, they aren’t going to stop now, but they are going to have to learn to work through the myriad fucking issues I outlined above in healthy ways with the help of ALL their friends and family and it will be difficult but ultimately successful and rewarding and their eventual relationship with each other will be one where each feels respected and fulfilled and no longer afraid of horribly disappointing (best case) or utterly destroying (worst case) the other. 

I like to think toward and write them toward an eventuality where Jake is no longer afraid that he isn’t capable of loving Dirk as much as Dirk loves him just because he feels and expresses the emotion differently, and Dirk is no longer afraid that Jake is just humoring him or that Jake’s inability to be in full social mode 100% of the time means he’s getting or gotten over him in full, forever. Also, where Jake is no longer afraid that Dirk will judge him or feel full on disdain for the fact that Jake actually really doesn’t want to deal with the realities of a hero’s journey and just kinda wants to chill and have fun instead of being effective and heroic 100% of the time, and Dirk is no longer afraid that Jake will come apart like a wet paper towel at the merest hint of exposure to his actual innermost self and feelings. 

And that’s my big rant about the stuff I try to keep in mind when I write DirkJake even though like 70% of it is just smut like honestly what the fuck

I’ll See You Again

***PLEASE NOTE: This is a series. You can find all parts linked below.***

Pairing: Daveed x Reader

Summary: It’s been 6 years since you left Daveed to better yourself. Things have been pretty good but it was only a matter of time until your past caught up with you.

Words: 2.2k+

Part One | Part Two

A/N: Ale said I should pull a Beyoncé and not warn anybody about this dropping so..here ya go! Enjoy the Part 2 that nobody asked for!

Tags: @diggs4life @tempfixeliza @daveeddiggsit @daveedish @imagineham @americanrevelation @patron-saintof-sluts (I tagged you guys last time so, hello again)


For a month Daveed tried to keep contact with you strictly as a friend. You entertained the idea for a while but you knew ultimately this was just going to bite you in the ass. You stopped replying to him and after Daveed’s fifth attempt at reaching you with no reply, he got the message. It’s been around 6 years since the day you left. It was difficult at first but eventually you found your path. You went to culinary school and excelled so much you were offered a job before you even graduated. Of course you took it, working at a four-star restaurant was more than enough to keep the lights on and food on your plate. After a year and a half of working for different world renowned chefs, you made the risky decision to open your own restaurant in New York City. Thankfully, it was the best decision you ever made. Your restaurant took off and you were able to keep up a steady hype. Eventually you expanded into catering and you were being pulled left and right from state to state. Today you were booked to cater a dinner for a bunch of entertainment elites. You decided to go personally to this event to oversee everything because you were curious what actually happens at these fancy dinners.

“The shrimp cocktails go over there.” You pointed toward the back of the room, stepping out of the way of your workers who were transporting food around the huge hall.

“Mic check! Mic check! What’s up, What’s up!”

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(X)

The minute I saw this image a fic idea popped into my head - but in true me form it took 2 weeks to actually come together into anything. Unbeta’d and about 1100 words of fluff. Post CS wedding with a side of Captain Charming feels.

A Picture Tells a Thousand Words

For close to three hundred years, the memories of Killian Jones had been curated solely by the power of his mind. Highly reliable, of course, with impressive attention to detail - as he frequently reminded Henry when he shared tales of his past life with the young author.

(And he had yet to find the lad’s eye-rolling any reason not to continue.)

With such a power of recall, there seemed little chance any of the intimate details of the day he married Emma Swan would slip into the shadowed recesses, no matter how many dark curses or damned fairies were thrown at them.  

Yet he found himself drawn again and again to the simple black frame that hung on the wall of their living room, a moment of utter bliss captured perfectly in the curve of their lips and the light in their eyes as they danced together for the first time as husband and wife. He had known many a treasure over his long years on the sea, but none of those would ever be more valuable than this image, he thought, lovingly tracing a finger along the contours of Emma’s face.

“You are going to wear a track in the glass, Killian, if you don’t stop doing that.”

Emma’s arms snaked around his waist, her chin coming to rest on his shoulder. Though he couldn’t see her face, he had no doubt of the smile she was wearing - yet another image firmly locked in place without need of a photograph.

“Of all the magic I have ever come across,”  he said, turning in her arms until their foreheads came to rest together, “I think these photographs are the most powerful of all. A single moment preserved in time and yet it tells so much more of the tale.”

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Plow Me

Because I’m self indulgent

In my defense, @secretschuylersister started it [And yes, it is based off of The Tag, her Legendary tag, id you could not tell by the title]

Lin x reader (I think? I mean, it kind of turned out more Daveed x readerish. I was thinking that if people actually like this, I might do a second part and put more Lin in it… Unless y’all want it to be a Daveed fic? That works too.)

Warnings: probably OOCish characters (Taylor included? Not sure if she swears… Never mind yes she does) Sexual references, hardcore shipping, fangirl Daveed, some swearing (okay, lots of swearing) - that’s it, I think

Confession time: I was the anon who sent in the idea for the plow me fic when the other anon requested it in a prompt

I have no regrets

Summary: The Hamilcast finds out about something that they maybe shouldn’t have

Special thanks to @timeforhamilton who let me send this for her for advice and encouraged me to keep going, @secretschuylersister for answering my questions for “research” and @on-written-wings for her oh-so-helpful Industrial Revolution list! If you haven’t met any of them, check them out! They’re all awesome! :)

Words: 2188, I believe

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“You’re joking.”

“Do it.”

“No!”

“But why not?” Daveed pressed.

“Because it’s creepy!” Anthony defended. “Why would I look up Lin?”

“Trust me, the results are very amusing.”

“How exactly would you know that, Diggs?”

“I’ll give you three guesses… And ten dollars if you do it.”

Anthony sighed, folding under the promise of money for his troubles.

Daveed grinned, letting out a fist pump into the air.

“The things I do for you people…” Anthony breathed, even as he pulled his laptop closer to him, Google already getting up and running.

His fingers began to lazily drift over the keys, but after a few seconds, they stopped, a smirk curling on his face as his eyebrows lifted further.

“Oh, Diggs, you were right.”

“Why? What’d you find?” Daveed asked eagerly, moving so he could see the screen, eager for the scoop on something he might’ve missed.

Sitting there, all too innocently in the search bar, were the unfinished words Lin-Manue.

In the drop down list of frequent searches just below it, from the bottom up, it went lin-manuel miranda net worth, lin-manuel miranda drunk history, lin-manuel miranda moana, lin-manuel miranda, and, at the very top of the list, securing it’s spot as the most searched topic with his name on it, lin-manuel miranda plow me.

The two shared a mischievous look, devious grins slowly growing on their faces.

It took all of two seconds for them to silently agree, and immediately afterwards, Anthony had furiously clicked the first option, repeatedly doing so until the next page had loaded.

Scrolling down, he murmured, “So, Tumblr is the blue void from whence this came, eh? Let’s see if we can find out where this started…”

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Falling Slowly

Pairing: Derek x Reader

Requested: Yes by anon

A/N: This took so long to write because I was considering writing it as a series but here you go and I really hope y’all enjoy it.

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Originally posted by agsztrashbouquet


Watching the person you love falling in love with someone else right in front of your eyes, was hard. It hurt you emotionally and drained you physically, you watched as he absentmindedly placed his hand on her bare knee, he’d rub small love hearts against her skin, he’d whisper an inside joke into her ear and her giggles would fill the room. He’d glance at you, gulp nervously and shift awkwardly, removing the hand you were eying up and get back to what he was doing before.

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Bromeo and Dude-liet

A/N: Hello! so this is based off the prompt, QUICK I NEED A ROMEO AND I KNOW YOU KNOW THE LINES- oh you thought I was Juliet? Nah man I’m playing Benvolio, that dude is Juliet. Captain Swan with a good old helping of Captain Charming. Hope you like it! Please fave/review if you are so generous! Thanks!

Read at ff.net here.

Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time, nor am I William Shakespeare.


“Sorry!”

“Move!”

“Out of my way!”

In her haste, Emma Swan managed to bump into nearly every single person in the crowded hallway. She flew down the stairs, paying no mind to her hair which was falling out of the intricate braid that she had spent twenty minutes getting just right. Her mind was singularly focused and she could feel her time slipping away. Finally, she spotted her destination and ran into the men’s locker room. Her eyes roamed the room, skipping right over all the half-naked boys who were staring at her like a ghost. She spotted the mop of dark hair she was searching for and began to elbow her way through the crowd to get to him.

“Jones!” She shouted, gaining the attention of every other male who had not yet noticed her presence except the one person whose attention she needed most. She yelled his name again, directly into his ear this time, and wondered why he hadn’t heard her, or if he was simply ignoring her. “JONES!”

Thankfully, he turned around that time. The source of his temporary deafness was explained as he took headphones out of his ears. “Swan? What are you doing in here? This is the boy’s locker room!”

She just rolled her eyes and forcibly grabbed his hand, pulling him in the direction of the doors. “If I see something I haven’t seen before I’ll throw a dollar at it,” she said. She was in no mood to waste any time. Already she was ridiculously late and could not spare a single second. They broke into the crowd of the hallway and Emma resumed her elbowing and running.

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Best Part

Note: Okay, so I really really really enjoyed writing this one. There seriously needs to be more Oak x Reader imagines out there. This one had me melting and squealing on the inside because flufffffffff.

Request: Hi:) you write cast fics right? I was wondering if you could write a really fluffy Oak fic where he asks the reader to marry him? Maybe with 12? Thank you!!

Word Count: 1360

Pairing: Oak x Reader

Warning: None, just fluffity fluff and a lot of it

“Okieriete Onaodowan!” Your voice echoed off of the walls to the apartment you shared with your boyfriend.

“One sec!” Oak’s voice shouted down the hall.

A couple of beats later, his head popped into the doorway to your shared bedroom. He saw you standing in the middle of the room with your arms crossed, giving him a pointed look.

“What?” He asked, not knowing why you were acting like this.

You sighed, pointing to a pair of dirty socks that were thrown on the floor. Oak’s dirty socks that were thrown on the floor.

“How many times have I told you to not leave your dirty socks on the floor?” You asked, causing Oak to sigh. “I love you, but damn…pick up your dirty socks.”

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What’s Next?, LMM/Reader

Prompt: Oak sets Reader up with Lin.

Words: 928

Author’s Note: It’s been awhile! I’ve been struggling writing recently, so maybe send in some prompts to get the ball rolling? Also, 555 followers?? Amazing. This is a not-so-subtle reference to the West Wing (which is why Lin reacts the way he does)

Warnings: None?

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“I still don’t feel right being back here…” You trailed, fingers grazing the ‘aged’ wood of the Hamilton set.

“You’re fine.” Oak insisted for what felt like the thousandth time.

You had known Oak before the rest of the world did - back when he was using theatre to avoid trouble during the football offseason. You happened to be employed at the theatre he would sometimes frequent and saw potential in him from his first audition.

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This One’s Mine

Request: There were waaayyy too many requests due to the whole daveed versus anthony thing to copy and paste here lol but yeah here’s part three!

Summary: Anthony and Reader talk things over, and Daveed discovers something new.

Warnings: somebody gets their heartbroken lol, mentions of Rafa and his song Guillotine bc i’m absolute rafa trash, like a lil language, angst?

A/N: I’ll try to make this gender neutral one day but today is not that day, apologies 

Word Count: 2522

Part One - Part Two


It’s been a week since you had last spoken to Anthony in person, and you didn’t dare visit the theatre after learning he had developed feelings for you. Daveed, as well as several of the cast members, wondered why you had suddenly stopped visiting. You had gotten texts from Lin, Oak, Renee and especially Anthony, but you gave short answers or ignored them all together. Whenever you met up with Daveed, he’d relay messages to you from the cast and try to get you to go back to see them, just as he was doing now as you two stood in his kitchen.

“No, Daveed,” you told him for what seemed liked the millionth time that day. 

“Come on Y/N!” your boyfriend insisted, “Everyone misses you like crazy.”

You continued cutting vegetables that you were going  to add into the stir fry you were preparing for and Daveed, muttering, “That’s nice.”

Daveed sighed and just watched a moment. He asked you, “What’d I miss?”

“Oh, are you singing now?” you joked, chopping up carrots. 

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Beauty and the Beast

A/n: First of all, I am well aware this song did not exist in Hamiltime, but I write so many modern AUs, I thought I would try a Hamiltime fic. I just took a few creative liberties, but so did Lin-Manuel Miranda so  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Second of all, this request was just for the song, but I kind of used the plotline to give the fic some depth.

Pairing: Lafayette x reader

Warning: awkward French

Requested: Yes, @kate-lionheart requested a songfic with Beauty and the Beast. (I hope this is close to what you wanted) 

Requests are super open and appreciated. 

Word Count: 1143

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Y/n thought New York City was a beautiful place to live, even in the middle of a revolution. It was far more liberal than any other cities when it came to women’s rights. This was especially important to Y/n, who came from the ever so respected and prominent Y/l/n family. Her closest friend, Angleica Schuyler, and herself would often go around town, passing out pamphlets urging a revolution, but also a revelation. They advocated strongly for rights of man to be extended to women, particularly the right to knowledge.

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ChippenKillian

Thank you @lizzyc807shipscaptainswan for inviting me to participate in the csbachelor/bachelorette party!  

See what happens when Killian thinks Emma is talking about Chip N Dale and David explains to him it’s really Chippendale.  Will Emma enjoy his sacrifice? (Please forgive any mistakes as unbeta’d.)

Words ~3500         Rating ~High T/Borderline 


Emma pushed back from her desk, pulled open the bottom drawer with the toe of her boot, grabbed the bottle of Ibuprofen and popped two in her mouth, washing them down with lukewarm coffee.  Pinching the bridge of her nose she leaned on her desk and tried to take some long, deep breaths.  After spending the morning with her mother and being asked to choose colors, choose flowers, pick attendants, choose a cake and pick a dress, her head was spinning.  "I expected this,“ she muttered to herself, "should make it easier."  But just because she expected it, didn’t mean that her mother’s exuberance didn’t make her feel that she had been hit by a snowball that was picking up steam as it rolled down the hill.  Nor did it take care of the guilty daughter feeling every time she dared to disagree and her mom’s face fell.   The closer to the wedding the bigger the snowball though.  

Just that morning, she had stopped by the loft for what her mom assured her would be a quick trip and one thing had turned into five and now she had a headache and the day had just started.   What was really starting to confuse her was why everyone seemed to have an opinion about when and how things should be done, and she meant everyone.  She could understand her mother’s excitement, that made sense but Henry constantly asking her if she had written her vows, and Granny wanting to know exactly what kind of cake she wanted, and Belle’s father complaining that she wanted pink Middlemist flowers instead of what he offered in his shop and the list went on.  Several times she had been tempted to call the whole thing off and elope, but something stopped her from bursting their bubble.  

Needing another cup of coffee, she went to make a fresh pot just as her father arrived from early morning rounds, "Morning dad, anything I need to be aware of?" 

David kissed her on the side of the head and handed her a bag that smelled heavenly, "Nothing new but I thought you might need a bearclaw after spending the morning with your mother." 

Opening the bag, Emma brought it close and inhaled the sweet yeast and cinnamon smell of fresh pastry before pulling one out and taking a bite, "How did you know?” She groaned in appreciation.  "These are really good, thanks.“  

"Was it bad?” He asked her as she put a new filter and coffee grounds in the pot before hitting the start button. 

Deciding it wasn’t worth making a big deal out of she took another bite and swallowed before answering, “Nothing I couldn’t handle." 

He gave her a skeptical look before accepting her answer, claiming his own pastry and moving over to his desk to answer a ringing phone.  

Pouring coffee in her cup and her father’s she set his on his desk and went into her office to enjoy her bearclaw and try to get rid of her headache before tackling necessary paperwork. 

cs-cs-cs

As if she had a sixth sense when it came to her pirate, Emma looked up just as he walked into the station carrying a takeout bag from Granny’s.  Meeting him halfway, she enjoyed a nice leisurely kiss, breaking apart only when she heard her father clear his throat. "How did I get so lucky?" 

Killian snuck another quick kiss, "It seems I was just the lucky one.  That was quite the greeting." 

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popstar AU drabble

something i scribbled at work during the water shortage

(rose’s and dirk’s handle abbrvs are the same and i can’t use their colors but it’s pretty obvious in the narrative when the switch happens) 



Strider: Have A Fashion Emergency 

TG: my god this is asinine
TG: youd think with a wardrobe the size of a manhattan apartment and a team of professional stylists and a gazillion labels sending me free shit all the time id actually have something decent to drape over my meat puppet

TT: You’d think.

TG: what do you even wear on a date rose
TG: i dont go on dates im not a date guy

TT: Are you asking what I wear on dates specifically? Because I am not lending you another dress.
TT: You are catastrophically hard on clothes.

TG: you mean that time at the grammys because that was not my fault

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anonymous asked:

Could I get some JackKatherineDavey Headcanons please! This ship is so overwhelmingly perfect I need.

  • these dweebs were and are a mess 
  • Jack Kelly falls in love with everybody but mostly it’s tiny crushes that go away fast
  • Davey Jacobs has to listen to Jack yell about his crushes constantly
  • Davey’s problem he’s had a crush on Jack for literal years, pretty much since they’ve met, and the only person Jack’s never seemed to have a crush on was Davey
  • Katherine, though, Katherine Jack’s had a crush on for a long time
  • Longer than anybody else he’s had a crush on
  • and Davey also has a little bit of a crush on her, but he doesn’t say anything because he knows how gone on her Jack is
  • So Davey, for a long time, is in this weird limbo where he’s in love with his best friend and crushing on his best friend who he also in love with’s crush
  • he doesn’t know what to do about it, especially when Jack finally makes himself talk to Katherine
  • and when they start dating, Davey is still Jack’s best friend watching from the sides like “god I wish that were me” and even he isn’t quite sure which one of them he wishes he was dating
  • it takes a while, but he eventually kind of realizes he wants to date both of them. as in, he wants to be dating both of them at the same time
  • and then he’s a little more awkward after that because it’s more than having a simple crush on one of them
  • one night Jack gets drunk and Katherine isn’t around and he kisses Davey
  • who kisses him back a little bit but quickly realizes a) he’s drunk and b) he’s dating Katherine so he pushes him off and leaves
  • Jack comes to find him later and is apologizing over and over again and Davey is like, “you should probably apologize to Katherine, not me”
  • to which Jack replies “she knows I like you, she’s known forever, I’m sorry I kissed you like that”
  • and then Davey is just confused
  • because Jack likes him? has for a long time? and his girlfriend knows it? and judging by the way Jack brushed it off, is okay with it?
  • and Jack realizes Davey just kind of wants to be left alone and so he leaves
  • and then later Davey gets a text from Katherine like “come talk when you’re ready” and he scared he might have messed up his best friends’ relationship but he ends up meeting Katherine at the campus coffee shop
  • and right away he saying sorry, trying to get Katherine to not break up with Jack
  • and you know that thing Kara does where she puts her hand over her nose to hide a smile? Davey looks up and sees Kat doing that
  • and when he stops talking, she explains that she and Jack had talked, and she wasn’t mad and she and Jack had both liked Davey for a while and Davey kind of thinks he’s dreaming? because both of his crushes liked him back?
  • Kat can see he doesn’t quite believe it, and reassures him that they aren’t messing with him, and that if he likes them too they want to date him
  • and Davey is a little confused at that because yes, he likes both of them and wants to date both of them, but he isn’t quite sure how that would work
  • but he does admit he likes both of them, and Kat gets Jack to come and they kind of talk things out? but Davey is really unsure of things
  • it takes a while of Kat and Jack trying to verbally explain that they really, actually, yes really Dave we’re not joking, 100% want him to be a part of their relationship before Kat finally gives up and kisses him and then Jack and is like “look! that’s what I want! two boyfriends! and also for you two to be boyfriends too!” 
  • they’re such dorks once they finally work things out?
  • like a “cuddle puddle” was a pretty normal thing when the entire friend group hung out because they all love each other but once those three are dating, they’re almost always in contact
  • movie nights features, almost every time, Katherine and Davey sitting normally but holding hands or leaning against each other and Jack lying across both their laps, complaining about how bony their knees are until they cover him in a blanket and give him a pillow
  • it looks ridiculous and uncomfortable but they always do it
  • their date nights are always funny because waitresses always either assume they’ll want a table for four or that one of them is an awkward third wheel and most of the time they don’t correct them because it’s hard to explain and some people don’t like it
  • Medda? Mrs. Jacobs? all accept it because they see their sons are happy and in a good relationship. Pulitzer? doesn’t know Davey ever became part of it because it was hard enough for him to accept Jack
  • as far as Pulitzer knows, Davey is living with them to help with rent and because he’s Jack’s best friend
  • their friends affectionately refer to them as Cerberus because they’re always together
  • they talk all the time about their relationship and what it means and what it’s boundaries are
  • like Jack kissing Dave when Kat isn’t around? of course. making big decisions without Kat around? no.
  • Davey still kind of can’t believe he’s dating both of them but they’re super in love and it’s adorable
Under the Mistletoe

pairing: daveed x reader

summary:  reader invites hot neighbor daveed to the christmas party and s t u f f happens

warnings: swearing, alcohol mention, smut, hair pulling, face fucking, praise kink

word count: 1,900

a/n: HEY MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE IF YOu celebrate Christmas and if not I hope you have a delightful day anyway i was going to queue this to post later but nah it’s 4:30 AM i need a nap okay love u bye


“It’s open!” You call toward the front door from the kitchen, wiping your hands on the edge of your apron. You push the gingerbread house away from the edge of the counter and walk out of the kitchen to see who’s shown up an hour early to your party.

As you’re walking through the doorway, your reindeer antler headband catches on a particularly low strand of lights and clatters to the floor.

“Uh oh,” Daveed laughs. “Dasher down.”

You raise an eyebrow at him, “I’m actually Vixen, thank you.” You bend down to pick your antlers up and slide them back on your head.

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if i fell (don’t run and hide)

album era: mad dogs (self-titled)

charlie gardner has left the band behind, and the boys are attempting to figure out what they want to do next and realizing their stances on their music and the future of their careers. riley matthews is about to realize something too.

part of the ♪ gmw band au


Watching the band play in the studio is one of Riley’s favorite hobbies.

She likes the polished, completed sound of their albums and she likes watching them play live, but there’s something about the atmosphere of the studio that she really cherishes. They’re close, they’re personal, they’re imperfect and experimental and real when they’re messing around in the workroom. There’s an energy of creativity, a feeling of innovation and collaboration that she’s obsessed with when she gets to hang out with them.

Maya usually comes with her, but her pop idol best friend is often up and dancing around with the boys, offering suggestions and jamming to the music. Riley and Smackle are the ones who stay seated together on the leather couch crammed into the corner of the room, wrapped up in quilts and cheering their talented friends on. In some ways, they’re just another piece of clutter in the small, disorganized space, but she doesn’t mind it. She likes how cozy it is, how appreciated and loved the studio feels. The boys practically live there considering how often they’re trying out new sounds and jamming together, and if she had the means she’d probably want to live there too.

The past few months had been a change of pace for all of them, as with Charlie gone they weren’t quite sure where they wanted to go next. Dave’s leg injury put any sort of grand journey on hold, so they spent a lot of time at the studio, experimenting with sound and adding new covers to their repertoire. In the evenings, they’d play gigs at smaller venues, nightclubs and hole-in-the-wall music halls where the music is important, not the fame. Ultimately, they’re taking the time to find themselves, which hopefully will point them towards the next step.

Farkle has never looked more content. He actually smiles now, real, relaxed grins as he’s strumming the base and exchanging quips with Zay. Dave, still in a boot but no longer in a cast, works on sharpening his already impressive guitar skills and bouncing in his chair while they play. It’s obvious that he wants desperately to be up and jumping around with Zay, who puts all of his soul into every performance he does—even if it’s just for Maya, Riley, and Smackle at the studio.

They’re all a hoot to watch, but for whatever reason, Riley can never seem to take her eyes off the drums.

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Dominoes (Daveed x Reader)

Request: “Hello can you do a part 3 to “A Better Place Daveed x reader” please? Thanks.”

“Part 3 to taking off pretty PLS 😁 also great writing bro.”

Summary: Lin forms a team to get Daveed to ask the reader out.

Warnings: swear words, plotting against Daveed for the greater good, slightly edited urban dictionary definition, surprise faces who deserve more love

Word Count: 2496

A/N: Quick shoutout to @sunshinemiranda for being hella supportive. You’re a great writer man, you deserve any and all support and praise coming to you. Here’s to you!

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domino effect:
an expression meaning that if one person is affected or acting in a certain way, those surrounding it will do the same.

One by one, the cast began to arrive at the Richard Rogers theatre and Daveed took the liberty of introducing you to everyone as they entered. Everyone was friendly towards you as you exchanged introductions and you couldn’t help but feel the need to befriend every single one of them.

Each cast member also stopped by Lin’s dressing room, having received an urgent text from him earlier in the day. Everyone except Daveed, that is.The text read:

Need you to stop by my room once you get here, IMPORTANT MATTERS TO DISCUSS!

P.S. make sure Daveed and his new friend don’t see this text, keep them occupied. CRUCIAL TO THE MISSION!

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