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CRUCIBLE OF CREATIVE POTENTIAL: The Homestuck Request Meme
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.
> This meme is SAFE FOR WORK. Graphic sex and violence--and other potentially offensive things people may feel nervous about having on their browsing history--is not allowed and will be screened/deleted. This being an offsite meme, restrictions are much more relaxed than the forums; referencing the act is fine with me, just be sensible and don't go into detail and we will be 0k.
> 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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Family Traditions 1/2

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 02:11 am (UTC)
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Someone feel free to do this properly, after the comment above I just couldn't resist...

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Rose was not often lost for words. Her previous adventures and current pursued occupation had left her immune to shock-- or so she had hitherto assumed.

"...Not actually gay," she repeated. Who knew? Her realm was sight, not hearing; perhaps she had misheard.

But her brother nodded, cheeks slightly flushed, which he could artifice but never would. "I thought it was... like a round of gay chicken, you know? See who backs down first, and you know I don't ever back down."

"...Dave," she said, slowly. "You traveled halfway across the country to take him to prom."

"Well, yeah, it was--"

"I have always been astounded that he talks about you only slightly more incessantly than you talk about him."

"Well, uh, you know the dumb shit he gets up to, the fuck else am I supposed to talk about--"

"You're getting married tomorrow."

"Kinda let it go too far, huh?"

Rose massaged her forehead. "David Strider," she said. "There are two possibilities here. The first option is that you do not, in fact, score a perfect zero on the Kinsey scale, and have simply been unwilling to admit to yourself your sincere feelings of affection-- which would be a desperately common familial trait, might I remind you. The second option is that you are a fucking moron."

She tilted her head. "Well?" she prompted. "Which is it?"

"...Gimme a second, I'm thinking."

Rose smacked him with a wedding announcement.

"Hey, just 'cause you like being a fag hag doesn't mean I--"

Rose lit up in a blaze of white-cold fury. "--Welcome to the reception, motherfucker."

"Wh-- AAAAA!"

"Hey, hey, guys!!"

Rose looked up from the floor, where she had a knee on Strider's chest and had been preparing to smack him with a tackily embroidered pillow, to see that the fiancée in question was staring at them from the doorway, still more amused than distressed. "Oh, hello, John," she said, letting Dave up after a moment's hesitation. He stood, dusting himself off and glaring at her-- know him long enough, and you could sense it, even behind the shades.

"Man, I'm trusting you to take care of him tonight, could you please leave him in one piece 'till after the ceremony?" John grinned.

Rose sighed. "I shall attempt to return him undamaged, whatever idiocy he next chooses to display. Purely for your sake."

"Man, if you hadn't jumped me so sudden you know I woulda--"

"Dude, dude, it's like Spiderman versus Batman! It's totally impossible, and would you really wanna see them fight?" John frowned. "What did make her decide to kick your ass, anyway?"

"She was NOT--"

"--He's just nervous, and I judged he needed a distraction," Rose interrupted, perfectly smooth. And ooh, if looks could kill, she'd be in Skaia by now.

"Ha, I'm nervous, too!! I finally understand why people have crazy bachelor parties-- to stop you from going insane!" John laughed, a bit embarrassed. "I mean, it's so weird, to think we've come so far... I... can I tell you a secret? A really dumb secret?"

"Certainly," Rose said, before Dave could say a word.

"Back when this first started... I kinda thought we were just playing 'gay chicken'." John stuck a hand behind his head, ruffling the hair at the nape of his neck nervously.

Rose didn't laugh, though it took a supreme effort of will; instead, she looked toward Strider, seeing him swallow, hard.

"...What convinced you we weren't?" he managed, voice shaky.

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Re: Family Traditions 2/2

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 02:13 am (UTC)
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A question in deadly seriousness; but John just shook his head, a goofy grin on his face, and walked toward Strider, leaning up just the little bit necessary to press his lips to Dave's.

Rose had long been in awe of John's therapeutic method; while his approach often seemed simplistic and horribly naive, somehow he had a way of delving straight to the deepest root of the matter nonetheless. Dave didn't hesitate more than a second or so before he was pulling John close, elegant motions speaking volumes-- insecurity, adoration, fierce protectiveness. She had just begun to wonder if she'd need to remind them of certain nuptial superstitions, or simply leave the room, when John pulled away, with a radiant, soft smile.

"See?" he said. "You'd have to be an idiot to miss that."

Dave opened his mouth for a second, then seemed to change his mind, pulling him close for another quick hug instead.

"Anyway, don't you two get in trouble tonight! Though I know I can trust you, Rose. Jade was saying something about neon and blackjack and hookers, and sometimes I really don't know if she's kidding or not." John frowned.

"Dude, you tell her if she doesn't bring you back in one piece? I'm staging a fucking Inquisition on her ass, she'll never see it coming."

"Okay, I'll tell her you said hi." John grinned.

"No, dude, I am serious here--"

"Don't do anything Rose wouldn't do! See you tomorrow!"

"No, seriously--!"

Rose could've kept the smug smile off her face as Dave watched John leave, obviously half-tempted to run after him; she just didn't see a reason to bother. There was no sin in enjoying a well-earned victory-- and besides, Dave wasn't even looking yet.

"...So I was kinda a fucking moron in both options, wasn't I?" he said.

"Yes, Dave," she answered, with sublime patience. "But don't be too hard on yourself for succumbing to environment and genetics. Or to the Egbert charm, for that matter. It happens to the best of us."

"...Shit." He let out a long breath. "Let's go get drunk."

Her lips twitched upward, and she linked her arm in his, leading him forward. "Another proud family tradition."

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Eridan/Karkat blackmail

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 02:18 am (UTC)
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okay so first I want to say that I would have never even thought of this on my own and I wouldn't've shipped it on my own either but I was rping with a random person on zingled.com who I thought was John but was actually Eridan and it turned into this http://logs.zingled.com/?c=75871

So the prompt would be that/what happens later (just not smut, obviously)

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Re: Family Traditions 2/2

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 02:25 am (UTC)
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So warm and fluffy and perfect! I can't get the silly grin off my face. :D
Day made. Thank you anon!

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An idea that's sure to be jossed sooner than later, but...

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 03:51 am (UTC)
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Rose/Kanaya

The real reason for the blackout isn't anything sinister on Rose's end; it actually starts after she finds out about Kanaya's death. She tries to warn Kanaya once or twice but Kanaya thinks this is just a new form of her strange human irony that she needs to figure out and nothing changes, and when it gets to be too painful to talk to her knowing what's coming Rose finally cuts off all contact with her and uses her magic to black out her viewer because she doesn't want Kanaya to see her looking upset every time she tries to troll her and Rose refuses to pick up.

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Re: Family Traditions 2/2

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 04:26 am (UTC)
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Oh geez
I loved this :D

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from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 06:23 am (UTC)
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Is there any fic out there of Equius at all? Namely, fic that doesn't treat him like a big creepy joke. (Though he is admittedly a big creepy joke.)

Someone write something Equius-centric. Sweet, angsty, I don't care, so long as he's treated like a legit character.

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Re: Family Traditions 2/2

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 06:54 am (UTC)
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Aw man, I wish there was more; it's just so fluffy! X3

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Re: Family Traditions 2/2

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 08:04 am (UTC)
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OH MAN. I wasn't expecting the fill for this to be SO AMAZING but it was! Thank you so much for writing this, kind anon!

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from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 09:09 am (UTC)
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this is such a good idea aaaaaaa 0u0 can you link to the fic that introduced you, pretty please?

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Re: Family Traditions 2/2

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 11:37 am (UTC)
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This was so adorable. Thank you so much for the awesome fill. :)

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from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 11:58 am (UTC)
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butler dave

come on lets go the newest log is practically fucking inviting it

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Re: Family Traditions 2/2

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 08:49 pm (UTC)
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oh my god anon, this is amazing. so adorable and fluffy and hilarious and in-character.

"Anyway, don't you two get in trouble tonight! Though I know I can trust you, Rose. Jade was saying something about neon and blackjack and hookers, and sometimes I really don't know if she's kidding or not." John frowned.

this line made me crack up and laugh until i cried. in public. you win forever!

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XVI: Tower

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 10:36 pm (UTC)
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((I think I might get in on this, if you fellas don't mind. This is actually my first time filling a request, but the idea for Gamzee's shadow just lent itself so well, so I thought I might have a crack at it. I dunno if it's any good, but here it is, anyway:))

Barely aware of what he was doing, half-unconscious as ever, Gamzee Makara wandered into the largest big-top in the Land of Tents and Mirth and was met with the sight of another young troll, standing across the room with his back to him.

"HeY, bRo!" Gamzee called, waving across the room at the other troll. Who was that motherfucker, anyway? He had a lot more hair than any of the other players; and anyway, Gamzee didn't remember inviting any of his homies down to LOTAM...

The hairy motherfucker turned around slowly, and if he wasn't so baked out of his mind on sopor slime Gamzee may have taken a few steps back. Was this a motherfucking mirror, or something? Even though it was dark, Gamzee could clearly make out that this other troll looked exactly like him. Wait, no; there were differences...

Normally Gamzee would immediately chalk an occurence like this up to miracles, but there was something highly sinister about the other Gamzee standing across from him... His face was covered in cuts, and there was something about the way he was smiling that filled Gamzee with... what was this feeling? It didn't feel nice, that was for motherfuckin' sure... Fear? Is that what Karkat or the others might call it? That one where you didn't feel like smiling; you wanted to turn and run, far away from whatever was causing the unusual feeling, 'cept you couldn't 'cause your feet wouldn't move for some reason...

Oh, and of course, he was black, emitting a dark fog and his eyes were glowing. However firmly one believed in the beauty of all things, that was always a little bit offputting.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYY, BRO!" the Other Gamzee yelled, waving a bloodied paw at the one who'd just entered the tent. "how you doin?"
Gamzee was about to reply that he was pretty chill, actually, thanks for asking, when the other one cut him off. "NOT ALL MESSED UP IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD FROM ALL THEM THOUGHTS OF MURDERIN YOUR FRIENDS, I MOTHERFUCKIN HOPE!?"

"uH... i dOnT ThInK I FoLlOw," Gamzee said. His eyes were half-closed, but they narrowed a little further upon hearing this, and he had a vague inkling in the back of his mind that he might actually kind of follow, just a little bit.

"course not, bro. here, come have some motherfuckin pie." the Other Gamzee smiled and held up a pan of slime, cooled to perfection. "AFTER ALL, WE CAN'T HAVE YOU ALL REALIZING WHO YOU REALLY ARE, THEN GOING ON A MOTHERFUCKIN RAMPAGE AND KILLING ALL THOSE MOTHERFUCKIN "FRIENDS" OF YOURS, CAN WE!?" On the word "friends", the Other Gamzee grinned wider and bit down on his lip, drawing blood, before tossing the slime pie across the room.

Gamzee's smile wavered, and he tried to retrieve it, and he failed. "BrO, i DoN't hAvE A MoThErFuCkIn cLuE WhAt yOu jUsT SaId." This was a lie. Gamzee's mind was as sharp as if he'd been off the slime for a week, and he didn't like where this train of conversation was leading. Maybe he should just kill the motherfucker, then get back to his friends? Yeah; he could tear this motherfucker to shreds, paint the wicked pictures with his blood, satiate those urges he'd been fighting off since the day he was born...

The Other Gamzee smiled again, licking the blood from around his mouth. "yeah you do. don't lie to me, motherfucker." He stepped towards Gamzee, and Gamzee stumbled back, tripping over his feet to get away. "YOU KNOW YOU ONLY EAT THAT MOTHERFUCKIN PIE TO STAY ALL CHILLED AND SANE AND WHATNOT, WHETHER THAT'S THE WAY YOU SHOULD BE OR NOT. but it's cool. i'm chill with it." The Other Gamzee continued to walk forwards at a leisurely pace, then spontaneously lashed out, kicking over a ladder to his right and stamping on it until the rungs snapped and it collapsed into a pile of white splinters. Turning back to Gamzee and still grinning that nightmarish grin, he continued.

"LET ME MOTHERFUCKIN HELP YOU, MOTHERFUCKER. LET ME BE ALL SORTING YOUR SHIT OUT." Gamzee backed away again, and bumped into the flaps of the tent, which had sealed themselves.

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XVI: Tower (cont.)

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 10:39 pm (UTC)
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"let me motherfuckin help you. let me sort your shit out," the Other Gamzee repeated. He switched back to the scary grin again, but then made a kind of strangled noise in his throat and continued, as though he thought staying in his calm persona would be beneficial for now, however hard it may be not to be switching back and forth between the two.

"here. take my hand. just accept who you really are, and then we can all be getting down to what's really important." The grin returned in full force, and Gamzee spun around and started clawing at the tent-flaps, trying desperately to get away from this motherfucking terrifying motherfucker.
"WE CAN BE ALL GETTING DOWN TO KILLING ALL THOSE OTHER MOTHERFUCKERS. ALL OF THEM."

Gamzee looked back over his shoulder, and he saw that the grinning black motherfucker was reaching a hand out, willing for him to take it.
"nO, bRoThEr! FuCk tHaT SaLtY MoThErFuCkIn sHiT! I DoN't wAnNa kIlL My fRiEnDs!"
"oh, but you do. you can pretend you don't all you want, but you do." The Other Gamzee frowned for the first time, and it was the scariest thing Gamzee had ever seen. He pulled his clubs out of his strife specibus and swung for the motherfucker, but he just casually ducked under it, then stepped forward and pressed himself against his other. "YOU CAN PRETEND ALL YOU WANT, BUT THE TRUTH HAS TO ALL BE COMING OUT EVENTUALLY. JUST LET IT FREE, BROTHER. ACCEPT IT. SHIT'S GOOD FOR YOU."
Gamzee curled up into a ball, wanting the nasty man to go away, wanting him to stop saying these awful things. "nO! It aInT TrUe! iT AiNt!" Covering his head with his hands, Gamzee cried out the only thing he had left to say to this shadowy frowning motherfucker. "yOu'Re nOt mE!"

And then the shadowy frowning motherfucker started cackling, and the mist coming from his body spread out and enveloped him, and even as the pink-and-green sickle sliced through the outer fabric of the tent and the STRONG fist came through the hole and punched into the smoke, followed by the black-and-white lance, followed by Gamzee's chill motherfucking home-bros, it was too late. The mist moved backwards into the center of the tent, expanding as it went, and when it dissapated the other Gamzee had vanished, replaced by an enormous baby-shaped monstrosity with its' face painted white, holding a bloody hatchet in one hand and a broken bottle of grape-flavoured faygo in the other.
"GAMZEE! FUCK! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?" Karkat asked, turning his head to his fetal best friend and not loosening his grip on the sickle he held in each hand.
"uH, wHAT IS, tHAT THING," Tavros stuttered, keeping his gaze locked on the huge horrible clown-beast.
"D--> well, i hardly think that's of the utmost consequence," Uquius replied, springing back and forth and limbering up his neck and shoulder muscles. "D--> more to the cru% of the matter, how long do we estimate it shall take to e%terminate, and what manner of 100t can we expect from doing so?"

The baby-shaped horror smiled down at the newcomers, displaying row after row of sharp teeth. "I AM A SHADOW... THE TRUE MOTHERFUCKIN SELF..." It raised itself from a crawling to a standing position and pointed the jagged end of the faygo bottle at these new distractions. "YOU MOTHERFUCKERS ARE NO LONGER WORTHY OF BASKING IN MY MIRACLES. WELCOME TO THE DARK CARNIVAL, BITCHES!"

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Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 11:20 pm (UTC)
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I mentioned this on the chat meme so I bring it to the rest of you now.

It'd be easier/more convenient if stuff was over on AO3 too. I was thinking of creating a Prompt Meme community set to hide authors, so people who have accounts can post their fic there without unanoning, and making a anon account to archive the rest. If people decide to get accounts later it'd be easy to transfer the story over to their account.

Thoughts?

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Re: Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 11:28 pm (UTC)
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personally i kinda don't want the fics i've written to just be tossed up somewhere else. i've always been very particular about where i post my shit, since i like to keep it in just one place and link back to it if i'm posting it elsewhere. this anon meme is probably the first time in the history of ever that i've had stuff posted at more than one place, since i'll post shit anon to the meme and then post it to my own journal for archival purposes

but at the same time by posting it anon in the first place i guess that's sort of an implicit agreement to let you bros do whatever you want with it so idek

from an impersonal standpoint, this idea is excellent. it'll be easier to sort things out and just easier to browse and read in general.

so tl;dr my vote is for this even if i personally am a bit uncomfortable with the idea!! i can ~deal w/ it~ on my own or whatever, is cool.

also i love how i keep nearly forgetting to post entries like this anon /so cool

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Re: Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 11:30 pm (UTC)
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Hm. Would linking to your journal entries instead be better/worse? Because it can do that too.

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Re: Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 11:39 pm (UTC)
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not exactly clear on what you mean on that, since tbh i know jackshit about ao3. but what i'm getting from this is that, instead of the content of the fic being posted up on ao3, there will just be a link to the journal entry? like, in the place where the writing of the fic would be on the ao3 fic page. IF THAT MAKES SENSE

because i would be 0kay with that, even if it means deanoning (something else to which i am adverse but once again I CAN DEAL W/ IT)

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Re: Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 11:41 pm (UTC)
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oh god wow okay rereading this makes me come across as the whiniest special snowflake

DISREGARD EVERYTHING I'VE SAID THUS FAR ANON AND JUST POST THEM AS THEY ARE LIKE WITH EVERYONE ELSE!!!!!!!!

oh wait don't disregard the part where i said this is a good idea it's still a good idea

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Re: Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 11:46 pm (UTC)
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It's okay! Fic is personal, everyone has different feelings about it.

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Re: Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 1st, 2011 11:52 pm (UTC)
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nah they're just some silly word i can deal w/ it

see look i will even wear dealing with it shades: B)

nowww to drag this away from me and back on topic, other people should post their input!! what do you think, guys. i know you're reading this.

another question i have is logistical. would there just be some poor soul going about and doing this on their own? because that seems like a lot of work and also an unfair way to set this up. should we set up a team of volunteers to tackle it together?

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Re: Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 2nd, 2011 12:04 am (UTC)
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Sure why not? Although all I've written is VIII: Justice, which is pretty terrible, and one crazy and also terrible random prompt which was -supposed- to be Gamzee/Feferi and ended up being Sober!Gamzee being creepy at Karkat, I don't have a lot to say on the matter.

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Re: Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 2nd, 2011 12:09 am (UTC)
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I was planning to just do the work because I'm not busy this month. But volunteers would be good as long as we have some system for dividing things up. Anyone with an account can upload a fic and then list the Anon account's name as cowriter to transfer the fic.

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Re: Crossposting to AO3?

from: anonymous
date: Feb. 2nd, 2011 12:19 am (UTC)
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aight cool

also as a protip, if you want an easy way to make sure you don't miss any html and are using firefox (and a pc i guess), pushing ctrl+u brings up the source code for the page. then just ctrl+f for the first word of the fic and c&p the coding for it and voila! html integrity maintained. many apologies if you already knew this; i do not intend to seem like i am talking down at you or whatever

i mention this only because i know that i use a tonne of html in my fics and i'd hate for someone to have to meticulously go through and recode all of that back in. and i'd hate it just as much if it got left out.

oh and also ftr each comment will be on one line in the source code, with breaks coded in, so a double-click should highlight the whole line of code, making it super easy to c&p things all at once!

ahhhh stop nibbling on the wires frank let me post this STOP RIGHT NOW

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