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☆ Dirk Strider | Homestuck ☆

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knight of time dave aesthetic!

okay to tag as kin/id/me.

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pre-sburb dave aesthetic!

okay to tag as kin/id/me.

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@fallen--child || Continue

He frowned a bit as he looked at the large monsters blocking his way, how the fuck did this kid get into the Medium? He couldn’t do things, he had to protect this kid. 

He shifted a bit, before he quickly dealt a devastating blow, collecting the grist, before looking over,  “Are you hurt little dude?” He asked bending down to look at the kid, adjusting his shades slightly. “I’m Dave, Dave Strider, aka, really awesome cool super hero God dude.”

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spiderdelicacy:

“Yo in return, deary.” A human, interesting. The shades were nice though, if only she could wear proper shades like that, alas that was just not something she could figure out just yet. “I like your sunglasses, deary~” A good start to a conversation she thought “Now would you like to buy some pastries?~”

“....” He shifted a bit, before sliding his hands into his pockets. “Depends on, whatcha got spider lady?” He asked leaning forward to peruse her yummy treats. Fucking hell she had a bit of everything in here. He was hopeful.

“....anything with apples in them? They’re particularly a type of fruit I would dine on all day every day if I had the chance. Haven’t had any in a while.”

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Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

No deleting questions, either!

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Dirk was certainly started before he peered at the robot, jeez, the guy spooked him. He just was here to do some maintenance.  It was his new job at least right now until he got enough to start up his websites. “Jeez what in the world did they do to these poor bots.” He grumbled. “Hal, light please.” With that, his glasses glowed a bright red. “Let’s see, do you have a command prompt or word?” He mumbled beginning to look through files, before pausing to hear noises and frowned shifting his hips back and forth.

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What was it with teens these days and going where they shouldn’t? It was bad enough he had to keep security away, now he had another person to get rid of.

“If I were you, I’d consider running away now.”

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crimsongenetics started following you

It wasn’t every day Dave got to bump into a guy taller than him. Then again, most guys were taller than him.  Still, it was the bumping he wasn’t used to. Fucking hell that hurt, his glasses were knocked off and everything, his music sheets flying around like a blizzard of sick notes. Least his camera was secure around his neck or he would have thrown a fit, that thing was wicked expensive.

He shut his eyes quick, since fuck the school's lights fucking suck ass, at least he had fast instincts. And tried to feel for his glasses. Might as well apologize while he was doing so. “Sorry man, shit, didn’t watch where I was going.” He explained. He hadn’t. He had been texting John. 

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Dirk, oh my God stop following My Little Pony blogs.

How about you make me.

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fasioncnfire started following you

Oh god. Don’t do it Dean.

“Hey, got a light?”

God you are a douche, a fucking major douche. Like seriously, the first thing you see is a girl made of fire, and you ask something like that?

Either douchebaggery of the highest degree, or some classic Strider irony. Going to go with the ladder.

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metallicprince started following you

He shouldn’t be doing this, getting Deans bad habit of smoking, but here he was.  Post-timelines weren’t nearly as stressful, but he feels he deserved to suck down the pipe of nicotine and tar, not like it would kill him. Was a God after all, and didn’t follow the rules. Footsteps alerted him, oh hey, that’s a sight for sore eyes. Dave waved lightly giving a nod of his head. “Hey, dude.”

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leftxver:

Red looked up under tufts of almost white strange to land upon the one that spoke to him. He was definitely in a not perfect state, but it didn’t seem to bother him all that much. He sighed softly, fixing his shades before combing a hand through his hair. Wow, what was this? Someone taking pity on him?

“I mean, the answer could be no, it could be yes, it all depends on why you want to know.”

Dave, behave.

“The answer to that shouldn’t be why. It doesn’t really matter in the context of you looking beat up to shit. I know I’m a stranger, and this sounds fucking weird. But want to come to my place and clean up? I get sick nasty if I’m not able to take a shower every day, so I’m imploring you to take a shower. Maybe get a few poptarts in your gut.”

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spiderdelicacy started following you

Of all the... Well, at least the Serkets would get a kick out of this shit.  A fucking spider monster that didn’t look ginormous and want to eat everyone in sight. Vast improvement to what he had heard about her luscii.

“....yo.” Smooth Dave, really smooth. Eh, what else can you do, a good yo goes a long way in the hands of the Striders.

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leftxver started following you

Damn, he looked like he went through a preverbal shit storm of non-ironic hardships. What the fuck do you even say to someone like that?

“You okay?”

Perfect. Nailed it. 10/10 Dirk. Good job.

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Guess I’ll do the promo for this shit. Yo, one of the most awesome new blogs in town is this one, it’s run by me and my bros. 

If you’d like to chat us up, or interact with us, spread that word. ___

Like and reblog if you’d like to interact with some members of the Strider Clan, more to be added later.

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Fucking tired man, hopefully, the dudes appreciate all the set up my damned hands worked on this blog for.

Like four fucking hours this shit took. 

Fuck that.

I’m outtie.