Belated realisations that make me feel very dense:
Early on in Homestuck, about 500 pages in, there’s a pesterlog between Rose and Dave wherein Rose improvises a short poem about buttfucking a muppet.
In response, Dave sarcastically refers to her as Emily Dickinson.
On the surface level, it’s a crude pun – he’s calling her “Dickinson”, and she was just extemporising about puppet dick.
However, I literally just noticed that her improvised poem happens to be in perfect iambic tetrameter – which is, in fact, the poetic meter in which Emily Dickinson most often worked.
When someone tags a seemingly unrelated post with “this is homestuck” and you’ve got to figure out which one of the 413,612 hs references the post could possibly relate to
For a while my Dave Strider cosplay included $400 Gucci shades I found on the ground at Disneyland and a $60 pair of black Vans I found on the street and honestly I feel it’s the most canon cosplay I ever did
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