I’ll be on here or Pesterchum.

I suppose I shouldn’t.

My apologies.
Is there anything that I could help you with? 

.. Well this is certainly new.
Welcome. 

harukuri:

Lemme say this. Rose and Dave need to totally stop out tsun-ing/out troping each other. Thats what I kept thinking throughout Acts one and two. Just make out already jesus.

I can’t believe I finally made Homestuck fanart. I’m ashamed.

harukuri:

Your panties are loose around that small but cute ass, Rose.

shitletshaveapplejuice:

yeah

i was being theatrical

to get the message across to you

thats kind of your lingo right

[Takes another swig of milk, setting it down on the nearby counter and leaning back against her hands. A small shudder wracked his spine, but other than that he didn’t make much of a fuss.]

nah

its my milk now rose

its my milk

marked with my spit

bird spit

how does that make you feel

Not necessarily. 

» she slides her palms down his back— dragging her nails down before leaning her chin on his shoulder before chuckling softly.

I’ve kissed you before, Dave. Was that really supposed to deter me? I just want you to learn how to use a glass.

spinthatrecordbaby:

hey now
im a grown man i dont need to be checked up on

well okay i do
to make sure im getting shit done and not rotting away in my apartment but thats beside the point

I was about to say.

I’ll be sure to drop by with a rolled up newspaper as motivation for you to get up.
That or a bucket of ice water. 

(Source : tavroshasbighorns)

shitletshaveapplejuice:

your lips

are toxic

[Totally not a cool reference or anything. The blonde made his way over to the kitchen, idly scratching his flank as he looked for some food in the fridge. It was good to be back, although his face gave way to little emotion as usual.]

my wings require the utmost attention rosaline

i demand sufficient wing pets at once

[takes out the carton of milk and drinks from it, turning towards her to only offer a single eyebrow raise in anticipation of an answer.]

» she quirks a brow at the reference. not quite sure if flattered or not but she’ll go with maybe leaning to a no. but she lets it slide, letting him go off to her fridge to got through its contents as per usual.

Rosaline?

» an eyeroll, making her way over to the kitchen as well before sliding her palms along sleek wings, shaking her head at the offer of milk.

I hope you don’t plan on returning that in there.

theorangefeatheredmusicalguy:

oh hey there rose

Davesprite.

Good evening.