#dave's hope au
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nocofamilyau · 2 months ago
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things are getting questionable (4/11)
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toxi-works-at-culvers · 4 months ago
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lemonzone · 3 months ago
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Whatever. go my sketches
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acotarmemes · 5 months ago
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icons @copypastus
With the announcement of @tamlinweek happening April 13th to April 19th, I just had to make a meme! You know that Lucien would throw a week-long bonanza to celebrate his beloved Tamlin 🥰
Like I always say, make sure to like, support and spread silliness throughout the community 🫶
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dreamicloudz · 13 days ago
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THIS TOOK ME AN HOUR????? GIGGLING
(MORE FANART FOR @mad-doodle-disease - I LOVE UR AU SM IM GONNA EXPLODE)
(The morse code says “I miss the quiet” btw hehe)
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scribbledkingdomstuck · 4 months ago
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Rose, what kind of majkys can you all do?
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ROSE: My visions are unpredictable and inescapably inconvenient. They can be anything, either important or benign, and come on at random intervals.
ROSE: My sister’s magic is, of course, not entirely known to me. The punishment for her powers would be death, even with our royal blood, and as such she tends to only practice while on her own. From what I have seen and been told, however, Roxy is able to make objects vanish and reappear, sometimes in a different place.
ROSE: Roxy and myself are the only Mages I know. I wish there were more people like us, but in Derse, to reveal oneself would be a level of stupidity none would bow to.
(Ooc: Rose does not know that her brothers are magic! Roxy shared the secret of her abilities with Rose after they spent so much time together, but in the chaos of their lives, wasn’t able to tell Dave before they were separated. Dirk and Roxy both know that the other can do magic, and everyone in the kingdom knows that Rose is a Seer. Dave has shown no signs of being magic, but is! Not even he knows it.
Dave has power over time, usually in small moments of time-travel—only a few seconds—but is able to do more later in the story. He can slow and speed time. Dirk is able to feel/see other people’s souls and is able to manipulate them in destructive ways/tear them out like in the comic.)
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underyourwinghomeout · 4 months ago
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I decided to redo this art a little
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fazcadeemployee69 · 1 year ago
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HGBBGDRARFGHG
i have no idea at this point I’m so tired
can we get a trans rights?
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THE FAZCADE CREW SAYS TRANS RIGHTS!!!!
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lixenn · 15 days ago
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Just as the sun set on this not-so-peaceful Christmas day, a loud noise from outside of the Varia HQ suddenly started resounding throughout the building. The noise consists of a very loud christmas carol music accompanied by singing of varying...energy (50% expressive, 50% emotionless). When Chief (and the others) went outside to check on what's causing the racket, he was greeted by very familiar faces. How did they even manage to break in here??? Weren't these people supposed to be in Japan???
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Several lower rank Varia members have already actually tried to put a stop to this, but one of the back-up singers keeps on countering them (no one is being hurt too badly though, thankfully). The lead singers also skillfully dodge any projectile as they perform. This group of loud troublemakers doesn't seem to plan on leaving unless they are given something, anything as a reward/compensation for their performance. What would Chief (and the others) do in this tricky situation?!
Another Ein ask another snippet 🫡😆
Enjoy!
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Dan stares at the spectacle, taking in the several knocked out rookies, the obnoxious singing and the artful display at dodging unfolding before his eyes. It’s not a hallucination, because he slept for eight hours last night and even his brain isn’t cruel enough to subject him to this brand of silliness without at least being drugged with Rebecca’s weirder concoctions.
The singing continued, somehow getting louder by the minute while still holding a monotone flair. Honestly, if it weren’t grating on Dan’s sensitive ears, he would nearly consider it an impressive musical feat.
However, Dan’s head protests the attack to his senses and there’s also the security risk to consider. Because as amusing as this performance may be for the wider crowd, the fact that strangers (two of which he recognises as the twin heirs of the Oniyanagi yakuza group) sneaked onto Varia premises without detection is alarming to say the least.
“Dave,” Dan calls for his assistant who only hasn’t joined the choir because he’s under strict orders to never sing in public unless it’s an emergency that requires an offensive approach.
“Yes, Chief!”
Dan sighs at the enthusiasm. It’s a mystery where that man gets his never ending supply of energy from. “Schedule a meeting with Mammon when they get back from their mission. Clearly we need to discuss security measures again.”
Dave’s smile twitched for a moment, like always when someone mentions the Mist Arcobaleno. “Sure thing, Chief!”
One problem out of the way. Now to deal with the actual intruders.
They could chase them off. The Castle is their home turf and they are Varia Quality but considering the rumours regarding the Night Crow Princess...
Dan grimaces.
It would be fucking annoying to handle. Annoying and messy. He’s in no mood to clean up after a diplomatic incident during the winter holidays. Thank God the Boss is out of house right now otherwise the overtime would have been inevitable. Xanxus tends to shoot first and ask questions never.
Time for negotiations then.
What do they even want? Money? Snacks? A free hit?
He glances at unconscious people littering the floor. Probably not here for murder then, they can take care of their own enemies just fine.
As for money.
No.
Call him stingy but he refuses to dip into his savings for the people that invaded his home and caused a ruckus (and Mammon will know if touches the budget for anything that’s not strictly necessary and they would skin him alive for wasting it on carollers.)
Food seemed to be the best option and Olga’s cookies are to die for, they should easily work as bribe to get rid of the intruders.
Decision made, Dan turns around to head to the kitchen, speed walking along the corridors to get away from the chaos and noise as fast as possible.
Honestly, what was it with people and Christmas carols? First Val, now some Japanese brats. If Levi starts singing next, I’m hiding at Rina’s for a week.
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So I lowkey just smashed our timelines kinda together which means don't look too deep into this (cause i technically placed this during Guide time which is pre-canon time but let's just ignore that).
Thank you so much for sending this ask Ein! It's super funny cause I have a christmas carol rule in my newest chapter it fit very well into this scenario hehehehe
(In my head Val somehow snuck the group onto Varia premises as a petty form of revenge cause Chief called her out about singing. Which resulted in Dave egging her on about continuing to sing and Val refuses to do anything that Dave wants her to do so... she was at a dilemma. Because she wants to sing (cause fuck Dan she sings if she wants to) but she also doesn't want to help Dave annoy Dan (because fuck Dave even more). Solution: bring in a third party that does the singing for her which has the nice effect of annoying Dan while still not giving in to Dave's needling. Yes, I just came up with this on the spot but it's way to complicated to fit into narrative so you just get the ramblings lmaooo)
Besides the Val situation other things that happen in the background:
Dave asking if he can dance with both Kurumi and Momina because he might have been forbidden from singing (how is that enforced? well Dan threaten him with Mammon) but he can still dance!
Felicia turning up to see what the noise is about. Getting super flustered cause both Momina and Kurumi are super cute <- disaster lesbian
Some R & D mechanics interrogating Yui about Kanarobo
Dan delivering Squalo (who also was on a mission, christmas time is murder time <- just making shit up) a list of names aka all the people that have been put out of commission by Kana (btw I just assumed it was Kana I hope I wasn't off with that OTL). When Squalo asks what's up, Dan answers with: "All these people got knocked out by a middle schooler. Clearly they need remedial training." Squalo is pissed and makes the rookies lives hell which is honestly unfair because Dan didn't mention the middle schooler was Kana who is in a completely different league.
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dubiouslycanon · 3 days ago
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Squiddle bash - HS Secret Santa 24
Jake grapples with the stress of raising his now orphaned younger sister Jade. And what starts as a series of unpleasant interactions leads him to discover he's not as alone in this as he'd previously thought.
my @homestuckss Secret Santa gift for @cymorg! I was told DirkJake was afoot and that's what I do best, so I was on it.
AO3 link since thats where chapters 2 & 3 will be posted.
Chapter 1 under cut
You normally drop your little sister Jade off at exactly 7:45 every day. Right when the daycare doors open. In your opinion, 7:45 isn’t early enough. In this day and age almost everyone works a 9-5, and in this city almost everything is an hour drive away. So even pushing Jade through the door right when they open always seems to make you late for work. And god, 4:00 pick up is just unfortunately early. 
A car horn blaring snaps you out of your train of thought. The time on the dashboard glows displaying 8:30.
“Rats, Jade you have to get out now. You think you can get on over there all by yourself?” Angling the rear view mirror Jake can see as Jade huffs, crossing her arms over her new squiddle push. 
“Yessssss Jake! I’m fineeee!!”
Jade hops out the car with a quick-
“Love you!!”
-as soon as the car doors click unlocked. You watch her intently as she scurries through the door, she's ushered inside by a staff member before you pull away. 
This is the second day this week there’s been trouble in the pickup line. However Jade hates being woken up early, and after being fired there's no real reason to deal with a moody 5 year old. So you have bitten the proverbial morning rush drop off bullet. 
You can’t help but scowl when the asshole car that honked pulls up. It’s a BMW, you can’t help but be a little peeved that a car that nice is pulling up to a city subsidized daycare center. A blonde little boy bounds his way in after Jade, and it melts your heart a bit. You can't find it in yourself to stay mad. Who are you to be doubting the plausibility of someone’s struggles? 
Though, you think you have the right to abandon your bleeding heart ways to be a tad vindictive and scornful from time to time. It's only fair. You are a good brother taking in your sister, graduating with honors with a business degree, and being all around an upstanding member of society despite the many curve balls and obstacles in your way. For all intents and purposes it should be YOU with a BMW. You shouldnt be mad but it's just not fair you can do all the right things only to be sitting in a beater car, jobless, and stuck in traffic.
“Damned collisions.” Muttering, tapping your fingers on the wheel. “Honestly, if we all just took trains there would be far less high speed deaths.”
Yes, you need to start dropping Jade off earlier again.
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The door to your house has barely shut when your phone rings. You trip over your half undone boots in your haste to answer. 
“Hello Mr. English. This is Marge from Sweat Moons daycare.” The woman on the other line has a sickly sweet voice that sends chills down your spine. “I’m just calling to let you know that your little sister Jade has had an incident with a student from another daycare room.” 
And there it is. The blow that all that sugar was trying to soften.
“What is ‘incident’ supposed to mean? did she have a tussle over some toy or lose a damned eye?” You keep your composure but really, something bad enough happens that they need to call you and they won't just tell you what it is?
“Sir there is no need to worry, your sister is completely fine to stay the rest of the day as the other student is being sent home, but it's our policy to call the primary guardian of every student involved.” And with that, the phone clicks and the line is dead. 
The gall to call you mid day, when for all they know you're at work, then hang up? Assuming you wouldn't immediately drop what you were doing to check up on her. You can’t imagine how you’d feel if you were at work- having to spend all day anxious.
You take deep breaths as you walk to your car. You count the times you tap on the steering wheel as you drive. And you count the number of red windowsills you see, but you still feel red hot when you pull up to the daycare. 
The doorbell mic buzzes to life when you step up. It’s the same voice that spoke to you over the phone, this time lacking her faux-cheer.
“Here to pick up Jade?” 
“Yes. Do I come in? Or will she be sent out?” There’s a pause for a moment, the static buzzing of the mic only irritating your nerves more. “It would be better for you to pick her up yourself. She's in prospit nursery room 224, it's the one with a blue and yellow door.”
With that a loud click and buzz emits from the door, making you jump to open it. You've never been a big fan of startling noises, not that anyone typically is. The building is small but you still can't seem to see what door leads to the stairwell. The main office on the other hand is quite visible with its honestly out of place double doors. You walk in towards a woman at a desk who you presume to be the phone woman Marge before you notice yelling coming from behind a door at the far corner of the room. And almost on cue the door slams open and a blonde man takes a step out, still yelling at who you presume to be the principal.
“-And to be frank, I dont think it's your place to be telling me jack shit about parenting when yall are the bitches letting shit happen. Don't twist it like it's my parental failings that caused yalls negligence.” 
The man turns, he's holding the hand of the little boy you'd seen this morning. He's sporting sunglasses indoors just like his guardian, but well he's pouting with a quivering lip the man before you gives you a death glare. He looks away but before he makes it to the office exit the context of the situation hits you in the face like a ton of bricks.
“Wait a minute!” You turn to look at Marge sitting at the desk, then back at the man who is now turning towards you. “I got a call about my sister getting into some ‘incident’ with a kid, and now I see you storming around. So before I jump the gun and start blindly agreeing with whoever said you're a bad parent- what the bloody hell did your kid do to mine! ”
If the blonde man was shooting daggers at you before, he might as well be down right stabbing you now. He lets go of the small boy's hand to take a step towards you. He has a muscular build that would intimidate you more if he wasn't at least 4 inches shorter than you. And of course, the pointy anime shades steal a bit of his intimidation in favor of ridiculousness.
“Oh so you're whoever that kids Dad is? Honestly dude, maybe instead of lecturing my ass with Mr. Peabody over there, you go and tell your kid not to bring toys to school she doesn't want to share. These kids are five man, all they can grasp is there's one random toy they’re being excluded from.” You hate the way this man's face contorts, his lips twisting into a sneer as he laughs indignantly. His face mocking you and begging for your first all at once. 
“So this is what it's about? Your kid messed up my sister's new toy cuz he cant control himself? And somehow now it's my problem your kid doesn't get the concept of personal belongings OR responsibility? Not that I can blame his confusion about personal responsibility since he clearly has a piss poor role model.” Not like you're much of a role model to speak. Jade probably sees you being a pushover so often she's started to internalize it. You can't stand for that.
“God, tell your kid to be responsible for her own crap then. Or blame the actual adults here for not watching the kids apparently.” His smile is gone.
“Don't try and lose your hand in this! Even if it wasn't for your clear lack of parenting, cussing like a sailor in front of children is enough of a tip off that you're sort of failing at all this.”
That seemed to tick him off quite a bit. He moved up almost butting into you with such speed you almost missed it. You step closer to him as well, pushing your chest up close. Just as you open your mouth to say something stupid, you see the little boy in the corner cowering, tears rolling down his cheeks. You stop. This kid may be an asshole of currently unknown levels, but no little kid deserves to watch who you can only assume to be brother, get his shit rocked in the lobby of their school. You take a step back and breathe. “I'm being the bigger man here okay, both literally and metaphorically. So back up and scram before I traumatize your kid by bludgeoning you.”
Sunglasses loser puffs up his chest a bit, trying to match your height but gives up. Maybe realizing he isnt going to manage puffing himself up large enough to overtake your spot as tallest in the room. Or more likely, realizing that his young rascal was getting quite the scare after all. Clearly he’s a complete douchebag who at least has compassion for his little devil. 
“Yeah whatever, fuck off.” He grumbles, finally turning away from you and gathering his gremlin.
You wait a few seconds for them to leave before turning back to Marge, reassuring her she doesn't need to call 911 after all, and getting directions to Jade's classroom. In the car Jade tearfully recounts the tale of her new squiddles leg being ripped off. You comfort her and promise to sew it back on at home. Her whined out complaint about the mean boy in the other class only half heard by you, as you scan the lot for a BMW, you don't see one.
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therussiancourier · 1 year ago
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hey uh i i got nothing to say. the stupid phoneguy killing kids au dave\ldsts dave\FALLOUT AU DAVE
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jellysmudge · 9 months ago
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Some more AU doodles because a surprising amount of you were really interested in it. I really like the Rose drawings (though she looks a little bit older in the one on the left than she’s supposed to be).
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controversialcoven · 10 months ago
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In the grass where you lay left a bed in your shape, I looked over it and I ached
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torrentialchaos · 3 months ago
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Stupid gremlin
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henriiiii-1001old · 1 year ago
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a family dinner! except they're eating part of the family and gaslighting the youngest member of the household she killed her own brother.
this was also something i wasn't too proud of at first but it ended up being SO GOOD. also just to note, the blurred out soup is just for visual effect
hope you enjoy!
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candy-bun-bun · 1 year ago
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