TIME / LORD *

long story short, i’ve got a huge loss in my family ( my grandpa ) , and i’ve had to return to my hometown to attend funerals and of course, support my family as they needed me the most for many things at home & also to go through the first stages of grieving. the news was given me last minute and the trip itself organized the day of the news itself, so you can imagine how much time i really had to stay at the laptop and properly warn. honestly, logging on tumblr ( and in general, grabbing my laptop ) really was the last thing i thought about until i finally have returned to my apartment in the town i study in. 

“A bee thought to be extinct has been discovered alive? Ahh, that’s wonderful – it’s the largest bee in the world, even! Gonta wishes he could meet it now…”

❝  pfft what’s next hurricane jade ! ? !   aw gee — did you know you forgot your shades ?   because you’re failing at hiding that a little speck of embarrassment there, pal .  ❞     she muffles a chuckle into the heart of her palm as he awkwardly shuffled side to side. maybe she jumped the gun this time on her holiday rush to pester a scruffy strider   ❝  honestly, that seems like the exact meaning of the holidays in a literal form, i mean i once celebrated christmas with my dave and it was a mess of alchemized crap thrown about in the room and shitty mspaint trees it was pretty fun now that i think back on it… we were 13 or 14 years old; super young, heh —  oh my god,  woopi goldberg is an absolute legend and his theatrics in call me claus is something that nic cage can’t top off !  and don’t tell john i said that please…  also birthdays are a lot more than just that, dave ! !  you say that because you didnt have a cool radioactive dog guardian who could bake you a cake— but you know i can make you that cake to fill that void in your life . ❞      she lightly pushes on his shoulder  —  then a soft giggle trailed off.       ❝   don’t stress about it there’s always next year, mr. david strider . ❞

⚙ – anyone else terrified of people who fake laughter for photos i dont know what ailment that is but its severe

—✕ █ ▌❝Horribly allergic is an UNDERSTATEMENT. It is an utterly foreign object to me despite my years spent with it. At least I know how to text and call.❞

To be honest, he refuses to use much else. The consequences of a text gone awry are great, but the issues that come from other aspects of his phone are greater. He’s heard of hackers and their ilk; knowing his luck, he’d have all his passwords STOLEN within a fortnight.

❝Perhaps it would be WISE to obtain another phone or something else to track mine down — but knowing my luck, I’d lose that too.❞

He dwells upon this in silent, if GLUM thought. No matter what, he’s likely to be in trouble when it comes to his phone, likely to be doomed to an ETERNITY of losing the damn thing. He exhales a tired, heavy sigh at that thought.

❝Thank you anyway though, even if I’m likely to lose it again tomorrow. And knowing me, tomorrow is a day that I’ll need to call EMERGENCY services.❞

he could somehow understand the other ━somehow. his experience was more on the way alternia’s rule on earth started to impose alternian tech and stuff onto humans, and himself ( like few others ) resisting to the assimilation as much as possible. it really felt similar to what the other was going through, even if not exactly the same. no experience was one hundred-percent the same.

“ well that’s a start. you’re not alone in this, believe me ━i’m pretty sure there’s someone in this island so ready to use the phone as a pebble because they don’t fucking know how to turn the shit on. ” a pause. “ either that or you’ll remain on your porch staring at a huge talking cat using the phone better than you and all of your buddies for five whole minutes. ”  

> The hunt for sustenance goes poorly. If birds could sigh, he would, and thankfully he can sigh, so that’s a thing he does.

> With a human accent, of course.

DAVESPRITE: caw

> He is so hungry.

she felt awfully familiar. or perhaps it was the costume, similar to the one he’s seen his lil brother going around as of late, wondering if it was some kind of new fashion trend he wasn’t aware of. kids these days, always trying to find the weirdest things to turn into trends... even if pajamas never sounded like a bad idea, now that he thought about it. “ you’re... dave’s friend, right? ” the doubt kind of lingered in his tongue. something felt wrong. probably it was still that morning’s coffee. “ he went getting hot pockets and cheetos because apparently his daily fuel has come to an end earlier than expected, but he’s gonna be back soon. waiting outside ain’t the best thing so come in. ”

“ what the hell happened here. ” there were few things david for sure could count as great constants of the universe: rosalind trying to analyze his brain, diet coke being a huge corporate scam and broderick’s unhealthy obsession with puppets. and if the latter wasn’t already weird on its own, the complete lack of presence of the oldest strider’s plushy mementos was even more unsettling. and then there was the headache. did he chug something yesterday? can’t really tell, but whatever that was he better not touch it ever again, it was amplifying the unholy heebie-jeebies. “ kid, ‘did you set bro’s things on fire or sold them to the deep web sickos? not that i was going to scold you about that, but... place feels weirdly empty and the idiot’s not around, which might be even creepier. ”

& subverted life ( aka local nosburb strider au straight outta ao3 ) !

david is the second oldest of four brothers  ( two set of twins )  , and from all he could remember he still cracked a laugh or two when the younger brothers were born and they literally got named similarly to the olders, blaming it on their mom still not being over the anesthetic.  a certain obsession with the letter d must be there, which is another deep family joke.   by living in spirale his all life he’s gotten to take care of the younger twins alongside his  own twin brother, with himself taking care of lil dirk and broderick  ( bro for your friends ) took dave into his weird plushy wing.

in all of this his passion for movies and music hasn’t waned one bit and he’s worked a lot of side jobs during his adolescence to be able to take care of his family, which kinda had him more often out than at home, but it was understandable since money was needed and he had projects ; he got into studying cinematography and video editing, was surprised when he got asked if his very successful webcomic could be turned into a movie and here he was now, with 4 movies penned by himself out and nights spent playing piano for the lovely lady of his heart who owns the atlantis lounge ( @multiversatile ) while dirk most likely whoops his ass all the time for not getting a decent amount of sleep. 

also rosalind lalonde’s emotional support movie maker to be bothered at weird times of the day because that woman and her books, i swear. he keeps saying he didn’t get complacency of the learned. he actually did. he also keeps saying rosalind secretly loves when weird shit happens in spirale since they both were snotty kids playing together nearby an old playground. he’s not that wrong either.

probably there’s online a version of the i want to see my little boy meme that comprehends david, bro and dave jr. dave jr is the cat of course.

❝  it’s too important just to call  !    —- wait why are you still sleepy and stuff ?    ❞     she takes a look at him and abruptly gasps as she shoves about three to four boxes into his arms. ❝  huh… don’t tell me  you forgot what month it is now ?  DAVVEEEEEEE ……. c’mon you’ve been gone for so long y’know ! !  lets see, you missed your birthday, my birthday, rose’s birthday— you even missed christmas — and i know how much you lovely striders  LOVE  christmas ! !  ❞

[ ⭐ • txt ] —— nerd && goth –noted!!

[ ⭐ • txt ] —— whoa, are you saying high school wasn’t fun for you!?

[ ⭐ • txt ] —— i thought high school was full of friends and fun dances!

[ ⭐ • txt ] —— don’t ruin high school for me!!!!!

there’s a slump in his voice an an ever bigger slump in the way he dragged himself at the door at the pounding of entrance door and constant bell ringing ━unsure how the place was still holding together, spirale shenanigans he guessed━, the sensitive albino eyes in a squint as there was too much light the moment he turned the handle and he wasn’t sure if it was the goddamn sun or harley’s smile. “ jade, ah━━you could have called. what is it? ”

     “So much has happened in the last few months… I wonder      what this month holds for us. What do you think? Will it be      something good, or will it be something terrible? Who knows ~.”

Hopefully nothing like a few months ago, during that festival. She doesn’t need to think about that ever again.