guys look dip!! omg guys!! dip is back guys. cloudy beach day?? WOW GUYS!! GUYS GUYS LOOOK!! DIP!! dont unfoolow plis

So 4 years ago today the first post on the Hellpark blog was made. So here are some memes to celebrate

(There’s so many tags Oml)

"Love you," he whispered from across the room. Pip knew he got the message because the demon's pointed ears twitched in response. He saw Damien move his mouth in reply, but he didn't need expert hearing to know what he said; he just smiled warmly at the other and waved goodbye.

dipified the davekat washing machine kiss teehee

I love them a normal amount

Oodles and oodles of doodles of that one episode 🥶

oh good heavens

HOW DO U FEEL ABOUT SHORT DEMON BOY (Damien) AND TALL BRITISH BOY (pip) ⁉️⁉️

I love it very much!!! I had this headcanon since forever lol

Pip's lucky that he got a growth spurt early

Diomio

Jajsjdbdbd q horrible

has anyone did this yet?!

British twink

Don't you guys just hate it when your cat turns you French 💔

It's an wip crackfic where Pip turns French hmmm and it is in first person but I will also convert it to third person, im just experimenting :)

ft. the foreign kids and if you squint you'll find damien (he is the cat)

my girlfriends homestuck hyperfixation 🤝 my south park hyperfixation (written by my gf hehe)

So wrong yet So Right

Hellpark Philip[Pip] x Reader

Suggestive Oneshot

Your dear friend had returned from the depths of hell after his terrible demise had taken place. You’ve allowed him into your home as your guest and as a companion, leaving him to grow mesmerised by the amount of sheer memories left in your house from his childhood years. But little would he know that his compassion for you would return along with the remembrance.

Hellpark pip/Reader [Romantic]

[Gender-neutral Darling|Female Darling|Male Darling]

Potential ⚠️TWs⚠️ :

Philip is being unfaithful • Kissing/Minor details of making out session • Suggestive themes

Your eyes were glued onto the male demon infront of you, keeping your eyes locked on him as your own had showcased some paranoia, anxious thoughts and feelings filling your mind. Philip was looking around the souvenirs among your home, oftentimes complimenting your sense of style along with gently stroking over it with his bare fingers. You two were currently in your living room, having invited him after the meeting with your past friend. You had never expected to see him again ... you weren’t supposed to. He was crushed to bits under the feet of that robot all those years ago and it left you traumatized. But ... here he was. Alive and well. You were wondering if whatever deity out there brought him back to you. But the sheer change in personality didn’t go unmissed by you either, but atleast you got to see him. But you couldn’t help but feel this need to help him remember himself, so you didn’t hesitate when a sudden thought popped into your mind. You brought him over towards your bedroom, wanting to show him the amount of memories awaiting the both of you through pictures and paintings back from the past. You striked up a conversation, wanting to release some of the bottled up tension that was currently in the room. You gently walked over to him, hugging him from the side while your soft voice reached out to him, making him freeze in his spot. Your curious eyes looked up to him, making him feel rather fuzzy and warm inside despite the circumstances.

“I missed you ... so much ... Philip”

As your hand got in contact with the warmth of his cheek, brushing away a lock or two with your thumb in hopes of taking a better look at his face. To which you felt a massive sense of relief and comfort upon seeing the actual memorable soft facial features you had so well photographed in memory. Years after years, the ones you hadn’t been able to take a single genuine glimpse at anymore other than from some sad pictures laying around your house, but it had never even been close to comparable. it had almost seemed like they had never left. And it warmed your heart.

Though something you personally didn’t seem to be self aware of was the sickening sense of desperation you had caused the boy in front of you to regain, one he so badly wished to have lost completely back within his years of living in the underworlds. And yet, here he was. Regaining all of it in a matter of seconds. Cause at the end of the day, he was still the same awkward and shy British student from all those years ago ... no matter how much he desires to deny his old self.

He felt tears prickling in his eyes, he was starting to remember who he truly was. And he couldn’t help but feel this sense of devotion to you for that, a connection of a deep bond whom he never had with anyone else in his entire life. Philip felt eternally grateful for you and your antics back at your old school. You made his life bearable and you were like the only truthful light in his vision. He gently took your hands in his own, grabbing your attention and catching you slightly off guard. “. . . Thank you” he softly muttered with an appreciative tone. You jumped a bit before your features softened up once again, giving him a sweet and sincere smile. One he hasn’t laid an eye upon in literal years. Philip felt his heart skip a beat at the genuineness in your features. The sincerity in your eyes ... they almost seemed to be shimmering. And he had found them absolutely stunning in his eyes, your eyes telling stories he wanted to be part of.

But that’s when it hit him how attractive you were. His eyes scanning over the entirety of your face and the realisation setting in that he found you beautiful. He felt some heat rise to his face as he felt himself ... at peace around you. And he just feels so incredibly foolish, feeling a sense of regret wash over him during all of those times he spend wasting without you, having left you behind for so long. His eyes looked towards you in such awe and with so much admiration and he gave you an actual smile of his own, a real smile. He gave your hands a tiny squeeze before speaking in an endearing tone yet again, along with letting out a faint chuckle. “y-you’re an angel, you know that?”

He freed one of his hands from the grasp as it met the side of your face, taking in all of your features. He stroked your cheek with his thumb, before continuing with his speech. “...My angel” He put his hand behind your back, giving you a sense of balance as he looked at you with those glimmering eyes of his. “Please ... may I...?” he softly spoke with a hint of hesitance, but he didn’t shy out from facing his feelings this time. Your expression just lid up, giving a small nod and smile. You looked at him with just so much love that has been hiding within the shadows for ages. Love you’d be more than willing to show him.

You got on your tippy toes, standing up from your leaned position to instead reach the tall height of Philip. You could feel a sense of delight overcome you as you met his soft lips, along with your heart fluttering at feeling it curl into a smile middle in the kiss. But even as you returned from the act, his lips continued to come in contact with your own, turning the kiss into a more intimate moment than expected. His hands were stroking your frame in a gentle massage-like manner all while you clung to him all the same way like your life depended on it. You couldn’t bare losing him yet again in the slightest. You gently rubbed your fingers through his blonde locks affectionately, caressing his scalp with care as the both of your lips locked over and over again. Eventually you took the lead, helping him take off his vest in the intimacy of the moment while he did the same to you. Eventually, his free hand went over and grabbed onto the silver piece of jewelry that was resting on his ring finger.

The ring of his commitment to Damien.

He took a strong grip on it with his fingers as he ripped it off in a swift movement. He just dropped it, leaving the once important sign of trust to clatter across the floor. Leaving it meaningless.

Guess he truly wasn’t as angelic worthy after all.

Why is bro so 💅