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ACT TWO
(also known as SHITSTAIN ASSMASTER)
By popular demand, a general request meme for MSPA, at long last. Have an idea you want to see drawn or written? This is the place to ask. Both romantic (of any kind, het or slash) and general prompts are accepted. Reply to those comments with art or fic or comics or pesterlogs!
Put characters or pairings or whatever in the subject line of your comment, it makes for easy scanning. If you are here to request something for our musicians, put [MUSIC] in instead.
HERE'S HOW IT WORKS:
> No, you do NOT need to sign up for Livejournal to submit prompts or fill them.
> You may comment signed in or anonymously. Anonymous is actually preferred when prompting to keep the spirit of this kind of meme, but anything goes for fills (since you might want to put your name to your work, and that's cool).
> For every request you make, try to fill someone else's.
> Requests can be filled more than once.
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> This meme is also primarily about Homestuck canon! There are a lot of talented people with really cool original characters and fan adventures lurking around, but unfortunately this is not the place to request fanart or music for them. Again, this is a flexible rule. Speculative work, like Lands that do not exist in the story yet, or imp prototypings, or some random black carapace guys hanging out in Derse, or Sollux's sadly non-canon bee-bear lusus are fine. Try to make it look like it's connected to Homestuck at least and you won't get beaned, basically.
> Be nice, have fun.
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Terezi/Kanaya
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 26th, 2010 05:11 am (UTC)
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And also because they're my favorites and I think it'd be adorable.
Optional ideas: Karkat and/or Vriska getting really pissed off or trying to thwart the romance; something holiday themed touching on Terezi being Jewglish (it's just such an endearing piece of fanon!)
But anything is good!
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Re: Terezi/Kanaya
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 26th, 2010 01:12 pm (UTC)
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Separate fill post?
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 26th, 2010 05:43 am (UTC)
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Re: Separate fill post?
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date: Dec. 26th, 2010 09:49 am (UTC)
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from: anonymous
date: Dec. 26th, 2010 07:27 am (UTC)
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"Okay, now Kanaya, how did 'having your heart cruelly ripped out and left bleeding on the floor by an ungrateful witch' make you feel?"
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from: anonymous
date: Jun. 9th, 2011 09:41 pm (UTC)
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a question
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 26th, 2010 07:35 am (UTC)
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Re: a question
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date: Dec. 26th, 2010 07:52 am (UTC)
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from: anonymous
date: Dec. 26th, 2010 04:09 pm (UTC)
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because as much as I like this as a cutesy pairing, I always like Terezi creeping me the fuck out as well. Fandom always seems to forget the not-so-nice side of her
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1/?
from: anonymous
date: Feb. 14th, 2011 06:30 am (UTC)
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The set up is (if not self evident): Rose is going through with her suicide mission. Dave is planning to take it on himself instead. This situation will probably not happen in canon but who knows~
-- gallowsCalibrator [GC] began trolling turntechGodhead [TG] --
GC: D4V3!!!
TG: oh wow things i don't need more of:
TG: terezi's bullshit
TG: yup
-- turntechGodhead [TG] has blocked gallowsCalibrator [GC] --
- but the ruins of Earth and Alternia are inextricably wound together now (that's part of the bullshit) and she just tracks him down. He hears the click-clack-click of her cane tapping against the stone and doesn't bother to run. He's too cool for that and besides, Terezi's a crazy bitch who will just sniff him down like a vampiric bloodhound anyway and that's not even a metaphor. He shoves his hands in his pockets and leans back against the wall, watching the fractured Veil turn above him; he doesn't even look at her when she stops in front of him, mouth cracked wide open with her creepy, toothy smile. Not that it matters much cause she's blind and all but it's the principle of the matter.
"You can't do this, Dave. I'm going to stop you!"
"How did you even fucking find out?" Dave doesn't quite curb the edge in his voice, but it's close enough. Not even Rose has figured it out yet although he's sure that's more a case of exceptional and unusual short-sightedness on her part. Hard to pick apart your stoic friend's heroic but suicidal intentions when you're sneaking around planning your own dumbshit kamikazee assault.
Terezi clasps her hands over the top of her cane and tips her head to one side, "Because blind people have senses that other people don't. And because you're pretty obvious, Dave. Not very cool at all this time."
Get this girl out of my head. She's like some terrible love song circa 1995, always inside his mind and reading his heart or whatever. Real Bryan Adams stuff going on here, "Not nearly as endearing as you think it is," he mutters.
"Dave, relax."
"I am. Chilling out. Relaxing. I'm maxing all cool." he says, his hands shaking.
Her smile folds in on itself, turning into one of those weird pouts she does, like that dumb emoticon with the question mark in it, "Is this you, Dave?" she asks, resting her cane against her side and framing Dave inside her thumbs and forefigners, "Standing here, shaking and upset- all terrified and convinced that you're the most expendable player?"
"Not nearly as endearing as you think it is." he repeats steadily, "And please don't tell me that you can smell shaking. The rest I can buy, but that's too much. My belief is suspended like a crack-addicted trapieze artist at this point."
"I told you already. I know you better than you know yourself! Your mind is an open book to me right now and you don't have your mind made up about this nearly as much as you think." she's still got her fingers pressed together like a fake camera frame and despite what he said earlier, it is a little endearing. There's always been a bit of gravity between him and Terezi- she gets him like a knife cutting through butter. Like Rose does, really, except instead of measured and helpful she's kind of a sociopath and she's kind of shameless and
Dave kind of
likes her"Hey, T-Z, that's what I meant about you and my grill. You are all up in it."
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from: anonymous
date: Dec. 26th, 2010 10:42 pm (UTC)
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NUTCRACKER CROSSOVER. Dave is the nutcracker, in all its wood-jawed, round-eyed, cotton-bearded glory. It's him.
...and he hates it so much.
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Striders gonna stride, fillers gonna fill
from: anonymous
date: Jul. 22nd, 2011 05:01 pm (UTC)
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Jade, Eridan, Dave
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 29th, 2010 02:09 am (UTC)
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Dave accepts. (Ironically?)
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Re: Jade, Eridan, Dave
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 29th, 2010 11:58 am (UTC)
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Great. brb highlighting the entire meme >:(
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Sollux/Aradia
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 29th, 2010 06:31 pm (UTC)
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Feeling
from: anonymous
date: Mar. 10th, 2011 04:04 pm (UTC)
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------
Sollux didn’t know where he was. Well, his real –realer– body was asleep on the floor in the Veil, but that wasn’t what he meant. As soon as he remembered, his surroundings went dark, and he was alone but for the one voice he still couldn’t believe he was hearing again (so happy, so melodic, so alive.)
“Sollux?”
“AA, where are we g0ing?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll lead you there.”
He felt her hands (warm now, nothing cold or metallic about them) gently touching his shoulders, guiding him forward through the dream bubble.
They stopped. Sollux heard the creaking of a hinge, then “Careful, there’s a step up.”
He stepped up and walked through what must have been a doorway, and nostalgia came with the first lungful of air.
“We’re in y0ur hive, aren’t we?”
“Yes! How’d you know?”
He gave Aradia a small smile, not revealing the mess that his gums still probably were. “It has a… distinctive scent. It’s g00d.”
“I’m surprised you still remember.” He could hear the smile in her voice, and that set off a pang of longing deep in his chest.
“Y0u kn0w, the 0ne thing I regret ab0ut the wh0le being blind thing… I can’t see what y0u l00k like n0w.”
“Oh, I think I’m pretty much the same as before… Well, except for the wings I guess!” She laughed (she laughed, she hadn’t done that in sweeps, he thought she’d never remember how.)
“What are th0se like?”
“They surprised me, actually! How I always feel them there and they’re so… Well…” Aradia trailed off, then said shyly, “I guess you can feel them, if you want.”
“Is that 0k? It w0uldn’t be t00 awkward?”
“Well, since you can’t see them, I guess it’s only fair...” She turned her back and Sollux tentatively reached out his hands.
“They’re s0… s0ft…” His hands continued to caress the velvety surface of her wings, exploring their round edges, prodding at the place where they connected to the arch of her back—
“Ow.”
“S0rry.”
Aradia spun around to face her blind friend. “Well, anyway, you should be—“ She broke off as Sollux felt something else under his fingers.
“Um, that’s my—“
He jerked his hand back from her chest as though he’d burned it. “S0rry!”
After a moment, he asked, “Well if I can’t make this any m0re awkward… I wanted t0 feel y0ur face t00.”
“Uh… I guess that would be okay!” She took hold of his wrists and rested his palms on her flushing cheeks.
His fingertips traced the curl of her horns, brushed over her eyebrows, rested on the bridge of her nose, and felt the corners of her mouth stretch upwards in a familiar smile.
“I see y0u…” he said, amazed, “I can picture y0u perfectly n0w.”
And maybe it was the knowledge that he was dreaming, maybe it was the thought that he might meet his doom soon, definitely it was the simple thrill of feeling her alive again, but he leaned in to the face framed by his hands and kissed her.
As with many dreams, he felt the pull of waking just when the best part had come. His dream form glowed and faded, and Aradia was left holding a hand to her surprised mouth and tasting a sweetness like honey.
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sollux + aradia
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 29th, 2010 08:10 pm (UTC)
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Re: sollux + aradia
from: anonymous
date: Jul. 3rd, 2012 02:14 am (UTC)
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this is one of the ugliest things I've ever drawn u.u
and it is for you
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Becsprite gathering
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 30th, 2010 01:09 am (UTC)
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Please.
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Re: Becsprite gathering
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date: Dec. 31st, 2010 05:47 pm (UTC)
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Jade/Dave
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date: Dec. 30th, 2010 02:00 am (UTC)
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Re: Jade/Dave--Cool Kid, Cold Snow, Warm Faces P1
from: anonymous
date: Mar. 15th, 2011 05:55 pm (UTC)
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"I don't play in the snow unless by 'play' you mean 'catch those weak flakes aflame with some wicked rhyme and reason'. We've been over this. I still have my credentials."
"Pleeeease?"
"Nope, too fierce to fall for that pouty puppy pleading. You go ahead and frolic; I'll be here."
A puff of clouded breath is Jade's retort as she narrows bespectacled eyes at him, pout tilting to a stubborn frown. She whirls to face away from him, so he fails to catch the flicker of determination that's fighting her resigned expression. With purposeful stomps, the space-lass retreats from her ever-impassive friend to crouch in the snow, beginning to build with mittened hands. She can feel Dave's gaze prickling at her back. Good. Unfortunately, the amount of mischief she attempted to horde in secret was just too much, and she soon began to giggle. For a heartbeat, Dave let the sound fall, but soon succumbed to his own ironically blasé curiosity.
"Don't tell me you've gone off the deep end because I'm not freezing my fingers off with you down there." One fine blonde eyebrow crests above his shades, and surreptitiously, he leans to try and see around her. What the heck is she making?
"You're too cool to freeze!" As if sensing his piqued interest, she hunched further over her progressing ploy, sculpting snow between her hands away from his prying eyes. Nice try, Dave, but you can only do so much to sneak around a girl who sees what's to be. No, coming closer is the only thing you can do. Jade falls into another fit of soft giggles as she hears Dave's steps fall into place, crunching the snow to cue her into action. Without pause, the infamous markswoman launched her snowball projectile, twisting over as she threw it to shove her knees into the snow. Her triumph glowed in the genuine surprise that struck Dave seconds before the snowball made impact.
Quietly, Dave thought of all of the katana sneak attacks he had anticipated from his Bro, and wondered if the Extremely Cool Dude would be disappointed right now. To be fair, Jade wasn't an expected antagonist, even when the trolls came into the picture. Wiping the frozen fluff from his cold-reddened face, Dave found a wide grin on Jade's face, and yet another snowball poised in her hand. Oh, so that's how it was going to be?
"...fine." Fingers beckoning, he prompted her to try again. Jade knew that, in order for her plan to work, she'd have to take one for the team, and that was just fine. Arm snapping forward, she flung the second snowball, only to have it land in Dave's expectant hand before he decided it was time to return this package to the sender. With barely enough time to cross her arms over her face, Jade felt the compacted snow obliterate against her sleeves, chill seeping down into her flesh. The game was on.
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Wallpaper request
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 30th, 2010 03:50 am (UTC)
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Re: Wallpaper request
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date: Aug. 27th, 2011 11:42 pm (UTC)
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Art Request
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date: Dec. 31st, 2010 03:20 am (UTC)
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Re: Art Request
from: anonymous
date: Dec. 31st, 2010 09:45 am (UTC)
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I er... made this. I know there are a couple more people who have drawn them as Asian. I can't seem to find them right now though. 0u0;
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from: anonymous
date: Dec. 31st, 2010 08:08 am (UTC)
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I just want to know what the guy was up to all that time.
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date: Jan. 30th, 2011 06:49 pm (UTC)
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from: anonymous
date: Dec. 31st, 2010 08:34 am (UTC)
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pleeeeeeeease
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date: Dec. 31st, 2010 08:40 am (UTC)
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i would kill to see the shadows of some of these characters ripping them a new one <3
especially kanaya's omg that would ruin everything
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from: anonymous
date: Dec. 31st, 2010 08:54 am (UTC)
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Terezi dropping her whole playful/mindgaming schtick and unambiguously being kind and compassionate to someone she cares about. I know she's capable of it.
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Terezi: console Karkat
from: anonymous
date: Nov. 20th, 2011 12:49 pm (UTC)
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TEREZI: K44444444444RK4T?
TEREZI: WH3R3 4R3 YOU?
TEREZI: COM3 ON F34RL3SS L34D3R, W3 N33D YOU!
Suddenly, a sound. Only the slightest of whimpers from behind a computer bank, completely inaudible to most, but after I went blind my other senses increased to compensate - I can hear him, loud and clear. I wheel around to face his location, or what I hope is his location, and take a sniff in that direction. Lots and lots of stone grey, of course. But some licorice, too; his clothes, I assume. A faintest hint of cherry red, though even I wouldn't notice it were I not looking for it. And... salty water? Tears?
In less than three seconds I cross the room and heave the computer out of the way, exposing Karkat himself, curled up like a newly hatched wiggler and sobbing. I'm not sure he even knows I'm here, so wrapped up in his own little world of misery; hesitantly, I reach out, placing a hand on his shoulder. He leaps.
KARKAT: W-WHAT THE FUCK, T-TEREZI?
KARKAT: WHERE DID Y-YOU COME F-FROM?
He's trying not to cry, now that he knows I'm here, even though there's a puddle of tears on the ground and a thin red sheen all down his front. He's managed to stem the tide, but only very briefly; I can already see the tears welling up again, despite his best efforts to look angry. And then he's crying again, and then he shoves me away; I fall over and drop my cane, but I don't care, it can wait. Seeing him like this is almost bringing a tear to my own eye, even through the scarring, and I slowly approach him again.
TEREZI: K4RK4T?
TEREZI: K4RK4T, WH4TS WRONG?
TEREZI: COM3 ON, K4RK4T, YOU C4N T3LL M3...
KARKAT: G-GO AWAY!
The hatred in those words is like a smack in the chest, hatred not for me, but for himself; I feel a turquoise liquid beginning to drip from my eyes, but do my best to ignore it. I reach out to him and try and put my arm around him, and he throws it away and curls up tighter.
TEREZI: K4RK4T?
TEREZI: K4RK4T, PL34S3 T3LL M3 WH4TS WRONG...
TEREZI: 1M H3R3 TO H3LP, K4RK4T.
KARKAT: N-NOBODY CAN- CAN HELP ME!
KARKAT: I'M J-JUST A STUPID, MUTANT, WORTHLESS FREAK! YOU DON'T NEED TO BE SO NICE TO ME, YOU SHOULD HAVE- SHOULD HAVE KILLED ME L-LONG AGO...
KARKAT: AM I TOO P-PATHETIC EVEN TO KILL?
KARKAT: THE GIRL WHO'S OBSESSED WITH JUSTICE AND LAW CAN'T EVEN PERFORM SIMPLE CULLING DUTIES?
Each word is like a dagger to the chest. He wants me to kill him? He honestly wants to die? I knew he didn't like being outside the hemospectrum, but I never dreamed it ran this deep...
KARKAT: C-COME ON, DO IT!
KARKAT: I KNOW YOU LOVE THAT DRAGON CANE! RUN ME THROUGH WITH THAT!
TEREZI: K4RK4T!
My shout cuts him off in the middle of his next sentence. And suddenly, I don't even know why, I tear off my glases, showing him my eyes, my horribly scarred and burned eyes now full of tears; in that moment he looks right at me, and I think I can smell what's triggered this.
TEREZI: K4RK4T...
TEREZI: YOUR 3Y3S...
KARKAT: YES, MY EYES!
KARKAT: IT HAD TO HAPPEN SOMEDAY, DIDN'T IT!
KARKAT: AND NOW EVERYONE'S GOING TO KNOW I'M A FREAK AND MAYBE THEY'LL ACTUALLY DO WHAT'S RIGHT, MAYBE THEY'LL...
And before he can even finish the sentence, he collapses to the ground sobbing, tears endlessly pouring from those beautiful yellow eyes, with their slightest of candy-red rings where his blood is beginning to show through. I try and get a hold of him, to pick him up, but he shoves me away and just lies there, tears pooling around him, while I look on helplessly. How can I make him see?
TEREZI: K4RK4T...
TEREZI: Karkat...
TEREZI: Karkat, it's okay...
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date: Dec. 31st, 2010 04:13 pm (UTC)
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date: Dec. 24th, 2011 05:12 am (UTC)
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"Are you okay?" Jade knows it is a silly question, biting her bottom lip with her buckteeth almost as soon as she asks it.
Jadesprite turns and smiles- she's a brilliant static-y green and Jade is captivated for a moment, wondering if her hand could pass through Jadesprite. In a chipper voice, Jadesprite responds, "Never better!"
Jade forces a smile in return, confused. She doesn't understand how Jadesprite can be happy. Last time they spoke, Jadesprite had clearly been sobbing and out of her mind with grief. Last time they spoke, Jade had slapped Jadesprite across the face and said some other things that she was not proud of. But now that she sees Jadesprite's dramatic change in attitude, the apology doesn't rise to her lips. Instead, Jade stammers, "R-r-really?" In spite of herself, she breaks into a fit of squid-gigggles. She had been so worried and tense from more factors than one, but facing her mirror-image, who is brilliant and powerful and most of all HAPPY, relieves all her stress.
Jadesprite joins in, making a chorus of melodious giggles. Suddenly, SBURB and death and horrorterrors don't exist, and it's just two girls enjoying themselves.
Wide green eyes meet wide green eyes, but Jade's gaze slowly creeps upwards to Jadesprite's dog ears. It reminds her more of Becquerel than she cares to dwell on; it reminds her of painful things she had just succeeded in forgetting. But she triumphs forward anyway, and finds it in her to gently pet Jadesprite's ears. Jadesprite grins -barking out a quick woof- and asks, "Do you like them? I thought they were a pretty cool addition! Maybe even oh-so-cool Dave would like them...ironically of course!!"
"Oh, I love them!" Jade claps her hands together, "They're just like those adorable furries I- we used to love."
Jadesprite nods eagerly. "I know, all that's missing is a shaggy tail!" She twirls around uselessly to show the tail-that-isn't-there.
"Or maybe a dog collar! And cute little paw-hands!" Jade hasn't even realized that she's fallen to her knees, clutching her stomach in laughter. She hasn't enjoyed herself this much in the longest time.
Jadesprite laughs too, but her eyes take on a more melancholy, faraway look. "I...um, I have to go now. John and that other fuckass need us." She smirks at her own use of Karkat's favorite word, but places a comforting hand on Jade's shoulder anyway.
"Oh! Oh, right..." Jade unconsciously rubs her own arm, looking down. Now she would be the one to go to...well, she didn't exactly know where. Jadesprite would be continuing the adventure. In the sudden switching of roles, the magnitude of Jade's death actually hits her. This is where her SBURB journey actually ends... She smiles again. "Well, um, you can bet I will be back to haunt you guys! As a ghost! Maybe I will even get prototyped in some other session and become a furry myself, who knows?"
Jadesprite sees the unshed tears in Jade's eyes and envelops her in a hug. Jadesprite smells vaguely like Becquerel did- gunpowder and irradiated steak -and Jade hugs back with vigor. It's almost as if she has her best friend again.
Jadesprite releases the embrace reluctantly and gives an unsure wave. Jade responds more confidently with a hearty wave, clear tears running down her cheeks. "Don't forget to stuff my body and put it in front of the fireplace!"
"Of course not! Woof!" Jadesprite calls back enthusiastically. And then she is gone in a blur of static-y green.
Jade tucks her legs underneath her, laughing and crying at the same time. "At least I got to become a furry, right?" she wonders aloud.
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from: anonymous
date: Jan. 1st, 2011 04:20 pm (UTC)
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because every fandom needs this crossover apparently
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date: Jan. 1st, 2011 10:26 pm (UTC)
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ALL THE YES
ALL OF IT
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Needs moar carapace
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date: Jan. 3rd, 2011 06:27 am (UTC)
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Careworn Victory
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date: Feb. 27th, 2011 01:17 am (UTC)
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"Uh, Jade?" says the Heir. "I'm confused. Did an NPC just beat the game?"
He and the Witch — the Prince and the Princess — are there staring at her, the boy more in bemusement than in awe, and the girl…
The girl PM cannot scrutinize closely enough to read her alien face, because the moment she looks at her, the tension in her battle-primed muscles melts away and her brain goes a not altogether unpleasant kind of fuzzy. She feels a sudden and almost overwhelming urge to throw herself down at the Witch-Princess's feet and roll onto her back with her limbs sticking up in the air and her tongue lolling out. Somehow that does not strike her as an appropriately dignified way for royalty to greet each other, so instead she goes down on one knee and presses the point of her sword against the ground. "Your Highnesses," she says, and can't think of anything to follow it up with.
The Witch says nothing; she just runs up and tackles PM, pinning her arm to her side and almost knocking her over. PM starts to struggle before remembering she can teleport, but before she has a chance to do that, the Witch buries her face in the fur on her neck and whispers a muffled, "I missed you."
Oh. That's what this is. PM relaxes — but not entirely, because she still doesn't have much of an idea what to do here. It's been so long since anyone touched her; her fellow Exiles are all as shy of it as she is. She presses her chin down against the top of the human girl's head, the only way she can think of to return the hug without freeing her arm. It feels familiar — wrongly familiar, like the faint lingering smell of sea spray and jungle soil in the Witch's hair that sets her chest fluttering and makes her think, Home. She knows very well that her home was a city, that its broken and scorched remains are even now orbiting over them. That's what should be making her feel nostalgic, but it still seems to her as impossibly far away and long ago as it did in the wasteland.
"I missed you too," she says, and somehow it feels like the truth, which is strange because she's certain she hasn't so much as thought of the Witch of Space in years.
The human girl's arms tighten uncomfortably around her, but only for a moment. "Thank you. You don't have to say that. I know you're not him. But thank you."
"For what?" she asks. It comes out sounding a good deal more terse than she wanted it to and entirely unlike a question. The Witch doesn't respond, just nuzzles in closer.
The adrenaline starts to fade, and as it does PM realizes that she's sore all over and more tired than she's ever been in her life.
"Was it enough?" she asks the girl, much more softly this time. "Am I good?" She shouldn't be saying things like that, but the dog wants to know as badly as she does, and she doesn't have the energy or inclination to fight it.
"Yes," says the Witch. "It was. You are. Good dog! Best mail lady!"
PM catches herself trying to wag a tail she doesn't have, just for a second.
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date: Jan. 3rd, 2011 07:45 pm (UTC)
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date: Sep. 20th, 2011 02:21 am (UTC)
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Trolls react to human transgender shenanigans
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date: Jan. 3rd, 2011 10:28 pm (UTC)
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http://piggyjelly.freehostia.com/ftmdave.h
http://captchalogue.livejournal.com/730.h
http://captchalogue.livejournal.com/730.h
The trolls figure out what has the kids all worked up, and throw in their own unwanted opinions on the matter. Many intercultural and interspecies shenanigans ensue.
Passing the torch, gogogo
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In Which The Thing-ship of More Things Is Questioned [1/?]
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date: Jan. 4th, 2011 09:32 am (UTC)
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- gallowsCalibrator [GC] began trolling turntechGodhead [TG] -
GC: SO HOW'S MY F4VOR1T3 COOLK1D >:]
TG: go away terezi
TG: there is no coolkidding here at the moment
TG: none
GC: >:[
GC: J3GUS D4V3 1'M SORRY
GC: 1S TH1S 4BOUT M3 TR1CK1NG YOU 1NTO SPL1TT1NG TH3 T1M3L1NE TO PROV3 4 PO1NT? B3C4US3 1 4CTU4LLY 4GR33 TH4T W4S 4 PR3TTY SH1TTY TH1NG TO DO
GC: MY B4D
TG: fuck yes your bad
TG: there are not words to describe how much your bad it was
TG: oh wait
TG: there are
TG: and they are
TG: your bad
GC: F1N3 1 G3T 1T
GC: 1'LL JUST B3 GO1NG TH3N
TG: no wait
TG: that was not awesome of me
TG: it wasnt even ironic
GC: SO DO YOU W4NT TO T4LK OR NOT?
TG: sure whatever
TG: lay the talking on me
GC: >:/
GC: YOU JUST S33M K1ND OF OUT OF 1T D4V3
TG: yeah well stupid drama going down over here
TG: nothing youd understand
TG: or shit maybe you would but you dont need to know about it
GC: OH COM3 ON D4V3
GC: DON'T B3 SUCH 4 PUSSY
TG: what
TG: fuck
TG: who told you
GC: WHO TOLD M3 WH4T?
TG: it was egbert wasnt it
TG: fuck him and fuck you too
TG: now if youll excuse me i have to go murder the fuck out of that guy
GC: ???
GC: WH4T 4R3 YOU T4LK1NG 4BOUT
GC: D4V3?
GC: 1 W4S JUST US1NG ON3 OF YOUR S1LLY RUD3 34RTH WORDS
GC: 4ND YOU'R3 GON3 4R3N'T YOU
- gallowsCalibrator [GC] ceased trolling turntechGodhead [TG] -
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Inception/Homestuck crossover
from: anonymous
date: Jan. 3rd, 2011 10:48 pm (UTC)
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'Could be with any of the kids, but basically, an extractor goes into one of their dreams to get info for whatever reason and is confused the fuck out of what's going on in it.
[The extractor doesn't have to be from the movie, could be just anyone, though I certainly have no objections if they are.]
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asjdkl just finished watching Inception for the second time and now I am so so tempted to do this.
from: anonymous
date: Jan. 7th, 2011 12:44 pm (UTC)
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Please, boss? Please? Please?
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date: Jan. 4th, 2011 06:31 am (UTC)
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Re: Please, boss? Please? Please?
from: anonymous
date: Jan. 6th, 2011 11:57 pm (UTC)
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Feferi + Eridan request
from: anonymous
date: Jan. 5th, 2011 11:00 pm (UTC)
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Re: Feferi + Eridan request
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date: Jan. 7th, 2011 07:09 am (UTC)
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A troll auspistices hate between a troll and a kid
from: anonymous
date: Jan. 7th, 2011 02:54 am (UTC)
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1. Keep their platonic hate from boiling into a kismesissitude, probably because one or both caliginous parties already have a kismesis
2. Prevent an otherwise healthy kismesissitude from becoming too violent and thus dangerous to the caliginous parties or others
3. Stabilize a relationship that toggles from red to black
...and those are the only duties an auspistice will typically take on. But the current situation is not typical, so I'd like to see an auspistice trying to facilitate troll/human kismesis. This could also work with a human auspistice, but I think it'd be interesting to see a troll auspistice trying to deal with a nontraditional clubbed situation in order to handle a nontraditional spades situation. I mean, for a human, it would be trying to handle and advise their friend and one of those crazy trolls, but for a troll, it would be a corner of their own romantic life on the line - more intimate, more personal. I think it'd be cool to see.
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T3R3Z1 H4T3S CLUBBING JOHN
from: anonymous
date: Jan. 9th, 2011 05:09 pm (UTC)
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GC: N4K N4K N4K N4K!
EB: doof!!
GC: >:D
EB: :D:D:D
GC: WH4T 1S UP LOS3R HUM4N?
EB: skaia mainly. sup with you?
GC: NOTH1NG MUCH. DR4AW1NG.
EB: whatchu drawing?
GC: N3P 4SK3D M3 TO DR4W H3R POUNC3 D3 L1ON, H3R D34D LUSUS.
GC: H3 W4S 4 B1G OLD STUP1D C4T, L1K3 TH1S: :33
GC: BUT NOW H3'S D34D. L1K3 TH1S: X33
EB: :(
EB: thats nice of you i guess
EB: to do that for nepeta.
GC: BUT 1T'S SO H4RD TO DR4W H3R3!
EB: why?
GC: TOO MUCH NO1S3. >:O
GC: STUP1D K4RK4T 1S M4K1NG 4 FUSS 4S USU4L.
GC: YOU SHOULD C4LM H1M DOWN.
EB: me? i thought i always make him angry. O_o
GC: >:} 3X4CTLY.
GC: KK LOOOOOOOV3S B31NG 4NGRY. 1T C4LMS H1M DOWN L1K3 4 CH4RM.
EB: maaaaaaaan. i never would have agreed to this kismet thing if i thought it would be so much work.
EB: i only did it to shut him up basically so he would be my friend.
EB: and to get him of gg's back.
EB: and i thought it would be funny, ok, it seemed like a cool prank.
EB: but thats it.
GC: >;)
EB: really.
GC: LOOK 3GB3RT TH1S 1S NOT HOW 4NY OF US 1M4G1N3D F1LL1NG 4 QU4DR4NT BUT 4 TROLL'S GOTT4 DO WH4T 4 TROLL'S GOTT4 DO.
GC: NOW WORK YOUR HUM4N 34RTH M4G1C 4ND G3T KK GOOD 4ND M4D
GC: SO TH3 R3ST OF US R1GHT-M1ND3D P3OPL3
GC: C4N F1N4LLY G3T ON W1TH OUR D4Y.
EB: slave driver.
GC: 1 4M ONLY DO1NG MY JOB. c3<
EB: ....
EB: ........
EB: c3<
EB: you.
GC: >:}
-- gallowsCalibrator [GC] ceased trolling ectoBiologist [EB] --
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