mortior:

The following 4k of kinkfic was originally written on the Stridercest discord server (with a super big thanks to everyone who read and liked it ;w;) and has since been edited and lightly roasted for your tumblr reading pleasure.

Alpha Dave / Dirk, includes consensual drugging and negotiated non-consensual roleplay, because I have very specific kinks. >>;

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anyway in my heart in that canon reunion scene dave is kissing dirk’s chest where the brother he didn’t want back but missed died of injuries dave ultimately was better off for and dirk lets him because he never thought he’d be lucky enough to have dave close enough to be in his arms in the first place and it feels so right he can almost ignore the reminder his brain is desperately trying to send him that he doesn’t deserve to be this happy, abort,

i love the concept of dirk smoking weed but only under really specific circumstances like impulsive shotgunning from dave 4/5ths of the way through a slow burn h/c dirkdave fic the likes of which ive never seen, sadly

kyuutier:

kyuutier:

MMMM SAME. it’s not like i hc dirk as some obnoxious hard-edged asshole (nor john), i just absolutely cannot see him as the type of person who ditches responsibility or dumbs down his personality to get high. it’s stupid. every headcanon that group comes up with about ‘weed gays’ dirkjohn approaches the situation in which either of those characters would actually do drugs from the complete fucking wrong angle.

also *hell yeah* i love older brother dirk getting influenced by dave to try things he’s usually pretty strongly against, because dave can get him to do anything just by smirking at him the right way.

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stimstriders:

Rating: Explicit
Relationship: Dirk’s Bro | Alpha Dave Strider/Dirk Strider

Characters:

Dirk Strider,

Dirk’s Bro | Alpha Dave Strider

Additional Tags: Daddy Kink, Light Dom/Sub, Dom Dirk Strider, Sub Alpha Dave Strider

A comical expression flicks over his face, one that you’d sooner recognize as a child realizing he just got caught out of bed past the time he should be asleep. “Dirk,” his voice comes out high initially and he coughs to clear his throat, folding his hands primly on the edge of the desk in front of him and sitting up straighter. “What’re you doing up this late?”

Mmmhm. That’s cute. He’s trying to be parental.

Posted on Ao3 here!