Posts tagged karkat vantas
Posts tagged karkat vantas
(The trope is still supposed to be On The Run, but so far there has been zero running anywhere.)
Let’s come back to Karkat, suspended in sleep. No true dreams, but even sopor will not block out every disjointed pan spark. Brightness, falling, sleep paralysis: he glues them together on waking and false-remembers himself stapled to the previous night’s rocky terrain. A growing stench, stabbing sharp up the wires linking nasals to brain, and there must be zombies swarming over his personal horizon. They are too suddenly around him. One reaches into his mouth and wraps decaying, infecting fingers around his tongue and *pulls*
if you ever thought this was going to get less self indulgent…
nah. what fun would that be?
I kinda left off on a cliffhanger yesterday, such as it could be when none of us were at all surprised by what Karkat found. Like, I wasn’t, for the obvious reasons. And I’m not sure what more I could have done to ensure *you* weren’t, save perhaps decorating the post with flashing gifs: “THIS IS THE PART WHERE JOHN EGBERT ARRIVES VIA SHUTTLE CRASH, WHICH IS PROBABLY AN ELIGIBLE HARLEQUIN TROPE ON ITS OWN, THEY ARE THE WORST AT PREVENTING THOSE THINGS FROM CRASHING INTO RANDOM PLANETS EVERY EPISODE IMAGINE THE SAFETY COMMISSION PAPERWORK SOMEONE HAS TO FILL OUT EVERY WEEK.”
And even *Karkat* wasn’t surprised, because hey, crashed alien spaceship! *Probably* going to be crashed alien corpses inside? It’s just that he was all heroically steeled to discover something weird and gross, like tentacles or exploded ectoplasmic torsos or bodiless thinkpans spilled from cuttlefish bowls.
I love snakes
Okay. I’m going to post this in chunks because I think it will be more fun that way, and also I am sad about never posting anything ever.
trope is On The Run, or: See if you can spot my self indulgent crossover (it will be exceedingly easy).
Let’s open with Karkat staring bleakly out the window: close enough to the inciting incident for anything but in media res, and nothing wrong with a bit of atmosphere. It’s barely sunset, and the last glare of day is stringing spots in front of his vision like a festive line of skewered glowbeasts, but at least they’re a different genus of spots than the ones he’s earned by staring at the computer screen for three nights straight through day.
Back when I was doing the Harlequin meme, krait asked for the the torrid melodramatic love story of Dave/Terezi/Karkat. I finally managed. Something? This?
All right. The over the top trope I’m gonna variate on here is…. PREGNANT OR ELSE!
And now, to draw the triangle.
Let’s try this in stages: Start with a line segment.
At about 5 sweeps is where things get interesting.
The trials are long over, and so the slow wave of settlement. There are enough resources to go around; bloodlust is falling out of fashion with the inexorable change of brain hormones. Suddenly, everyone is interested in figuring out the *rules*.
roachpatrol said: imagine karkat coming down to breakfast and john is just artfully posed there, holding a beautiful slice of toast up to pillow-karkat’s smoochy lips
now you don’t have to imagine it
/casually posts at 10pm
had to make dinner and do laundry and I ran out of steam for drawing tonight but have a johnkat
i’m so sorry but my first impression of this picture was that karkat was one of those printed-out pillowcase dolls
Okay, which one of you people did the Goggles thing?
SHOW YOURSELF, so I can smother you in love OMFGDSA
You managed to make me “D’aww” while giggling like an idiot while a character I love is in danger in Homestuck, THAT’S NOT AN EASY FEAT, I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT!
This picture makes me happy in my heart.
sorry karkat you just got drafted into a game of sexy research scientists and sexy plague carrier no you don’t get your shirt back
Kanaya, what are you doing?
Are you drawing your own blood out of your finger to inject into Patient Zero there?
No, please don’t. Don’t do that.