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d-strides

two different kinds of movie enjoyers

bonus:

"this is your god speaking"

HEY ASSHOLE

you ever watch something and just think... "god i cannot wait to get on ao3 after this"

Drew this for 4/13! Figured I could post it here too :]

inner monologues of the hunger games characters: coriolanus snow: deranged insecure manipulative sociopath with every attachment issue ever haymitch abernathy: dork who happens to be charismatic and tends to switch between smart and stupid constantly katniss everdeen: autistic

happy 413 ya homestucks

Katniss's Narration vs Haymitch's Narration

theres a distinct difference between Katniss’s and Haymitch’s narration style that i think a lot of other people are noticing and it is that haymitch seems to know a lot more about District 12 and Panem than Katniss seemed to. and SotR might seem like lore dropping or name dropping but like. i think it says a lot about them as people.

I think the lack of context we get from Katniss isnt just due to propaganda, but largely due to the fact that she’s so deeply rooted in poverty and survival mode that she simply doesn’t have the mental capacity for anything else. When traumatized, our brains automatically retain less information than they ordinarily would and we see that with Katniss. Not for friends, or school, nor propagandized television lore. Notice how we get descriptions of most tributes before she remembers their names, if she ever does, while Haymitch actually remembers a lot of their names right off the bat. When you’re fighting for your life every day, it really doesn’t leave much energy for anything else. She’s used to saving all of her energy for providing for her family.

But Haymitch isn’t providing for his family. He has several friends, a healthy romantic relationship, and retains information about society because hes not neglected.

It’s just so interesting that Katniss is the luckier of the pair because in their childhood parallels, she drew the short stick compared to him. She’s only luckier cuz she had him.

watching people get into *reading* the hunger games for the first time after the release of Sunrise On The Reaping and seeing them read the og trilogy is just. so funny.

the movies are good, or good enough, but they don't really portray just how much of an unreliable narrator Katniss truly is.

like- Haymitch described so much and gave so much insight into the world, probably because he was shown to be decently content with it pre-games, and then was determined to remember the Capitol's cruelty post-games, all things considered.

and Snow was just a narcissistic perfectionist who had to have everything, *everything*, around him shown through his lens.

but Katniss was like, "Yeah, peeta has brothers, maybe. their names? that's not relevant to the plot. peeta said we're secret star-crossed lovers? surely, this can only be a ploy to make me look weak and nothing else. Did Prim die? I'm sure you can connect the dots, idiot."

like, homegirl is so one track minded that she will just *not* mention shit😭.

It's just a cigarette and I only did it once

tha full opening so far!!! still needs a lot of work and i might cut/change some clips but there’s more boards added and im making PROGRESS!

sometimes I’ll be looking at my own fic just to see how long it’s been since I last updated it and all I feel is

✨shame✨

happy really late homestuck day

who let this bird on the train

Me and the boys freeing Hafgufa

day 21

homestuck

Happy 4/13 or vvhatever

Dave: Ableist? You should able-dis dick

Dave: i’m about to therapiss my pants

Karkat and Kanaya: *awkward silence*

Rose: socrates more like suck my nuts

Her

DAVE

when people ask what my favorite ship from homestuck is, i always say davekat. and when people ask why, i say i just like the art. and, while that's true, i like davekat for other reasons.

i get dave. on a level deeper than understanding. ive lived dave. i know the uncertainty, the fear, the need to keep it quiet, the desire to view it all through an ironic lens, and to keep a facade of everything being cool.

i understand karkat. the want to be older than you are, to prove yourself when everyone else has turned their backs and cast you aside, to make sure your voice is heard no matter what, to show that you can do what no has done before.

dave can't sit in silence. it puts him on edge, and it makes him feel like someone is going to hop out and attack. his thoughts wander from sick beats to terrifying paranoia in record time. luckily for him, karkat is loud and says exactly what he thinks. there is no guessing or silent uncertainty. there's only them.

karkat stresses over alternian rules. he'll never feel completely comfortable with his trollian counterparts because, in the back of his mind, there will always be the voice of a forgotten prophet reminding him that he's a mutant. luckily for him, dave doesn't give two fucks, as far as the amateur rapper is concerned, they bleed the same.

they are foils of one another. mirrors with imperfect reflections. knights who are burdened with the responsibility of holding it all together, despite their own uncertainty about where they stand in the mess.

dave, burdened with the knowledge of how truly insignificant they all are in the grand scheme of the alpha timeline. karkat, burdened with the understanding of how easily people turn on one another and how fragile peace really is.

they see each other. recognize the familiar frown lines that come with hours of contemplating how they could possibly make the impossible work. they gravitate towards each other, pulling one another into their orbit. you're not alone if someone else sees you for all that you are.

so ask me why i like davekat? i'll say its because they bleed the same.

I LOVR YOUR ART PLEASE DO SOLLUX TYTYTY

tiny car

y○ur dave headcan○ns feel s○ accurate!! please write m○re because i l○ve them!!

thank you! i do plan in writing more dave, he's my favorite homestuck character, and honestly, it's just one of my top five favorite characters of all times.

dave doesn't like acknowledging things. if you acknowledge something that makes it true, so if he never acknowledges it its not true. simple, really.

if he never acknowledges bro's abuse as abuse, it's not abuse. It's just ironic play and cool hobbies and totally normal older brother stuff.

and he never acknowledged that little crush on john, and then it went away, so obviously that only cements his previous hypothesis that if he ignores things, they go away, and they aren't real.

then, he comes face to face with karkat and dirk.

dirk, who has the face of the man who exists solely in his nightmares. whose voice sends slight shivers down his spine. he half expects to see his face with a blade against his throat in the reflection of the boys sharp glasses.

karkat, who yells and is loud and is brash and somehow sets his heart on fire with every screech and pointed glare. who genuinely listens to his rambles, even if he calls him a "blundering moron" after. he listens.

and suddenly, dave cant go about life not acknowledging things. he sees the brotherly relationship he couldve had in dirk, and he knows he wants it.

suddenly, he cant ignore the feelings of romance that he'd convinced himself were wrong. john was an idea, karkat is real and in front of him, and he knows he wants it.

he knows he wants it. he's acknowledged he wants it, and now it's real. it's real and true and. and it's the truth. and that's the worst part.