#from my beloved lusus—☆

[glazelilyy]

Kazuha build is going okay but I have a sever lack of those materials I need from the samurai puppet boss

Because I haven't challanged him even once after the initial mission that unlocks the boss in the first place

maguu kenki my beloathed i always perish within like two seconds if i don't bring barbara or zhongli to carry my team :')

but i hope you've gotten around to building kazuha!! how are you enjoying him? have you pulled for any of the new fontaine characters?

#sincerely: the stars—☆ #from my beloved lusus—☆

[trollcafe]

Moving Day

Dia moves into his first apartment!!! :D His favorite rust moirail comes to help! Google Docs

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Jodiah really, truly, did not have nearly as many belongings as he thought. He pondered on this as he carried another box inside the rather crappy apartment. There was so little to his name. Even the things he kept at his father’s, the things from his old bedroom he was allowed to take with him. Clothing and tools, mostly. 

The box is set on a coffee table- not originally his, but one his well-meaning moirail insisted on giving him. Said well-meaning moirail stumbled his way into the room shortly after Dia, arms shaking as he struggled to carry two boxes on one trip. 

“Dude.” Dia’s mask did little to hide the amusement in his voice, though he made no motion to help Festur as the scrawny rustblood toted the boxes in. He sets them down rather harshly next to Dia’s box, panting with exertion. 

“M-Maybe…You should’ve asked your…other moirail…to move you in.” Fester all but wheezed, doubling over with his hands on his knees. The lime shot him a sympathetic look and patted his back lightly. 

“I’m not ready for Tori to start sugar-lusus-ing me just yet. You good?” 

Festur looked up at his moirail, seemingly unaware of the trickle of ruby ichor dribbling from his nose, mixing with the sweat above his lip. Dia used the sleeve of his hoodie to wipe it away. 

“Why the…fuck…are those…so heavy?” 

“I think you grabbed my box of impact and torque bits.” 

“...Your what?” 

“Tools, Fes. You grabbed a box of tools.” 

The rust’s brow furrowed, a microexpression that spoke volumes to those who knew how to read him, “...There’s a toolbox in there?”

Dia sighed, a sound not autotuned by his mask. He reached into his stolen boots for a hidden knife - a gift from his father, naturally - and cut the box open with ease. To his surprise, there were no tools. 

“Oh, it was paper.” 

Festur stood upright, peering over Dia’s shoulders with curiosity and annoyance, “You have a box of paper?” 

Dia resisted the urge to elbow his already wounded moirail in his already busted ribs, “Important papers, dumbass.” He rifled through some, pulling out examples. Letters, wriggling day cards, holiday cards, drawings from his siblings,  awards, certifications, palmhusk pictures printed on printer paper, pages torn from books. 

Festur joined in, taking a small handful of papers to nose through. He didn’t bother questioning why Dia had these. He always knew the lime was sentimental. Hard to be sentimental in space. It was amusing to look at everything Dia had saved. Older cards had fingerprints from where Dia had held them, rereading the messages over and over. Fold where he had tucked drawings into pockets for safekeeping. Handwritten letters from his father and mother, tucked safely in their original envelopes. Setting one card down, he noticed an oddity. 

An unopened letter. New- the stamp was expensive, still shiny, and dated recently. The return address was some random Fleet port, with no name to send to. The envelope was neat, a gentle lilac shade, with a strange floral embossing. Festur turned the unopened document around in his hand, investigating it closely. 

“...Are you saving this?” 

Dia’s ears perked up slightly, then dropped again, “Hm? Oh, no. They were sent to the wrong person. I keep forgetting to return them to sender. Here- see?” He gently turned the document over, pointing to the name in the center. 

In a curly cursive handwriting, written in dark indigo ink, was the address of Her Beloved Annihilation. But right above said address was a name that made Festur’s brow furrow once more. 

Little Cristo. 

“Little is an…interesting name.” 

“And Festur isn’t? Who are you to judge, Mr. Septic?” 

Festur’s frown sank deeper, though not from the insult. A seed of worry had seated itself in his chest. He couldn’t quite place it, nor could he shake it. Some deep paranormal concern that the contents of this beautiful lavender letter were not as lovely as it looked. 

“Is this the only one you got?” 

Jodiah shook his head, unaware of his moirail’s growing concern. He rooted through the box of books and pulled out two….three…..four……..five…………six………………..seven. 

Seven more letters. All unopened, all addressed to Little Cristo. All with different dates. And sent from different Fleet ports. 

Wordlessly, Festur opened one, ignoring Dia’s complaints. He unfolded the crisp letter, holding it above his moirail’s head to read. Dia only tried to grasp it a few times before giving up, and waiting for an explanation. 

As usual, Festur’s face remained unchanged. He raised his brow in a faux amusement before folding the letter back up. With a perfect monotony, he said simply, “You got someone’s love letters.” 

“Are they at least juicy?” 

“No. Bland, boring. Old guy language.” 

“Ew.” 

“Mhm. Here- There’s a drop off by the House of Restoration, I’ll take them for you.” 

With a remarkable amount of casualty, Festur collected the other six letters, tucking them into his waistband for later. Dia had no complaints. They would go on to unpack a few more boxes, then Festur would say good day. He made Jodiah promise to lock the doors on his way out. 

“Paranormal paranoia. Watched a lot of trolls die from not locking their doors.” 

Dia rolled his eyes. 

Festur opened the remaining six letters on his walk hive. He scoured over the meticulously handwritten pages, noting how they were, in fact, not love letters. The language was flowery and poetic but deeply sinister. The author waxed on about meeting The Littlest Cristo (as it turned out, Little Cristo was not their name) only a handful of times, but knowing they belonged to each other. The letters would vary from violent in descriptions, to nearly sickening in how loving they were. Descriptions of ownership, of leashing one like a bad dog. Of painting the walls with their illegal hue, of washing them in violet so they knew their place. 

Either these letters belonged to a truly disturbed couple, or the true recipient was in danger. Festur wasn’t sure which he preferred. He knew one thing for certain- even if he knew the letters weren’t for Jodiah, he still couldn’t shake the feeling that something very bad was about to happen.

#jodiah monark #festur canuis #ghost.art #drabbles

[palestporn]

Karkat: Lie

"You're not my lusus," you say, and disentangle from his arms with an effort, hissing as water sprays directly onto the arm he dug his claws into. "I'm taking care of you right now, you throbbing chute-sore, settle down and let me do my job already."

Gamzee doesn't answer. He's frowning down toward your feet.

"Gamzee?" you say again, and snap your claws in front of his face. "What the fuck are you looking at?"

"Dunno much about how a lusus is supposed to be at," Gamzee says vaguely, and gives a slow, lazy blink. "But. Figure a motherfucker's gotten his learn on by now how a motherfucking palemate's supposed to do shit."

"Yeah, well, me too," you say. "Why the fuck do you think I've been--"

"And how I figure," he says, and points toward the floor of the ablution trap by your feet. "A moirail's gotta take care. And not just get taken care at."

You look at where he's pointing and see water swirling down the drain. Water washing down your arm, dripping off your elbow; water stained a bright, mutant red. The blood the dark, thick fabric of your uniform was hiding from view, staining the tiles around your feet.

Gamzee says, "You're hurting, best friend. If somebody else made you work all ragged and bloody and shit I'd break their horns for you, but you go and do that harsh-ass noise to yourself, what the fuck am I supposed to do about it?" He blinks again, head sagging forward for a second--swaying, fighting the pain medicine. "...What the fuck am I supposed to do, brother?" he says, slurred like he only gets when he's too tired to manage his ridiculous fangs. "That cruel motherfucker's in you, he's in you, best friend, I can't crush him out for you. I can't..."

Something shitty and bad-feeling is happening somewhere inside your thorax, under the armor and the driving need to get him taken care of. The sneaking, poisonous feeling that you might have fucked up, somehow.

"Lemme take this off," Gamzee says, and his claws tug clumsily at one of your sleeves. "Come on, motherfucker. Please?"

"Let me take your paint off first," you shoot back, bargaining on reflex, and Gamzee laughs, soft and unsteady.

"Hissy fuckin' threshies," he says, fond and drowsy and hurt. You're hurting him. Fuck. "Always gotta get something. Always gotta win ground. You don't have to beg at me to take my face from me, beloved, you can have this motherfuckin' flesh. It's for you, you bend it how you want. Just let me bring you on down with me."

Karkat: show some vulnerability, you dense motherfucker

==> Let him see the blood ==> Let him see the fear ==> Let him see the pity

[Start Over]

#CYOA: Mission Debriefing #Miracrails #Gamkar #Gamzee is very sad and very high U_U #Karkat is very dissociating and very trying not to feel things lol

[verdantglow]

ooooh okokokok

Grimdark griann and horror terror watcher/listeners sounds SO SICK

Also i hope you know i genuinely laughed when you said he mightve fished it up. And then i was like "Do Trolls fish? Would that be considered an act of aggression against the top two castes?" and then i decided it would be really fucking funny if Griann was fishing and then Scar swam over, and either purposefully or not, got caught on Grianns line, so our beloved candy blood man fishes up his beloved moirail. I imagine it has happened on multiple occasions.

I am so excited you said that because i personally love Cub and Convex so much, they mean so much to me. Also Iskall!! I love that man!!! And Doc would be such a fun addition to the cast (I personally imagine him as an indigo blood because.... well. sometimes he reminds me of Equius. And despite my hatred for Equius i say this in the most affectionate way if that makes sense) (I dont hate Doc hes such a silly guy)

Dont feel too much pressure about the ships! I can't speak on behalf of anyone else but i know i personally am happy to wait to see them whenever youre ready to put them out, although i AM excited to see who.

I think word of mouth spreading also works really well, although I am genuinely so interested in how exactly it got up to Scar in the first place. As in like what is the lineage from Griann to Scar. I feel like I'd need to know the other blood castes of the cast, and also how closely you're sticking to troll society canon in the way that generally high and low bloods dont mesh too often.

Also, if you have decided it. Im very interested in learning who/what everyones lusus is? If you even just have a combination of animals for a few.

I'm assuming you welcome fanart, but if we slightly change designs/make our own designs (for trolls whose designs haven't made their appearance yet), is that ok?

Oh man, I think Griann definitely has to fish now & yes, he 110% fishes Scar up on multiple occasions. Actually, fuck it, that might be how they meet. In fact… while they knew each other to the extent of being vaguely recognized usernames on the VLARP forums earlier, they actually met in person when Scar got tangled up in one of Griann’s (illegal) fishing nets. Griann had been preparing himself for a fight or flight kinda situation when he noticed a violet blood in his nets, but that proved rather unnecessary. Scar, while he gave Griann some crap about how his nets ought to be more visible, was much more interested in chatting than actually in any way making Griann pay for the slight. This became A Thing, Scar occasionally getting caught up in the nets, though it was never really clear how often this was an accident or not. When Griann was looking for people for 3rd Life, he happened to mention it to Scar, who demanded he be allowed to play. Now, at this point, Scar was really just ‘that odd violet blood who can’t avoid nets & talks a lot & thank fuck doesn’t want me culled’ to Griann. However, when Griann recognized his username from around the community, he figured he’d give Scar a chance.

(There is definitely some angst in here somewhere about how Griann didn’t see Scar for multiple perigees after 3rd Life & how despite their moirallegence during the game, Griann came to doubt whether Scar still wanted anything to do with him after the blood bath in the cactus ring…)

Interesting to think of Doc as an indigo blood! Though I am tempted to make him a low blood with no psychic powers…. Hm… I’ll have to give this more thought… (Okay adding this last minute before posting, but gold blood Doc whose lusus is a swarm of bees that help run all his tech. You know. The Hivemind.)

Okay, so lusii. Here’s who I’ve got figured out from my list:

- Scar: some sort of mercat? Like a purrbeast, but aquatic. A murrbeast if you will.

- Lizzie: Gl’bgloyb, ‘cause she’s every fuchsia’s lusus

- Jimmie: canary. It just has to a canary. Tiny fragile bird that Jimmie’s constantly desperately trying to keep alive.

- Tangoh: a warden. Don’t ask me how wardens got on Alternia, but they are definitely a thing there in this AU. Other trolls (especially low bloods who don’t know him) are terrified of Pancakes, but Tangoh mostly regards him with fond exasperation as he needs a lot of looking after.

- Wrehnn: dog/woofbeast, think German Shepard

- Gem: A deer, but if deer were terrifying predators. It looks like a deer for the most part & people tend to underestimate Gem when she shows up on a skittery prey animal. That is, until her lusus opens her mouth & they see the impossible number of teeth she has.

- Bedubs: a horse of some kind, for sure. Maybe a unicorn, who are seen as fearsome beasts on Alternia. After all, what’s more hardcore than having a single, sharp horn for goring on your forehead?

- Pearle: owl-wolf. Like a wolf that’s got giant eyes & owl wings.

- Mummbo: giant moth

- Eethos: arctic fox with moose antlers

- Skizzl: Irish Wolfhound

- Martyn: snow creeper named Colin

- Joel: honey badger named Jeremy

- Cleaoh: Snow leopard

- Bigbee: a frog the size of a pit bull

- Impuls: ground pangolin. Can’t explain this really, but both my fiancé & I came to this independently. So uh I guess Impuls(e) is pangolin coded??? (Something about burrowing, something about being cute as fuck but razor sharp, something about looking like they want to ask you to a middle school dance.)

- Scohtt: sea otter

- Griann: chicken. Might even actually be a Minecraft chicken, not sure how committed to that bit I am.

Whoops totally just got absorbed in this & figured out all the lusii lol. But this was so much fun, my fiancé & I have been researching animals & YouTubers for the last like hour or so & now my search history is all stuff like “weird big cat” & “animals that are cute & friendly but also could definitely kill you.”

I’m sticking to the separation between castes pretty loosely, mostly because (spoiler) a lot of the out of game plot revolves around rebellion against The Condesce. So it would make sense that trolls who want to overthrow the status quo would be less bound by social norms. Every group pretty much has at least a blue blood or higher in it, & at least one low blood. Not necessarily because I planned that, it’s just sorta how things shook out.

For fanart, yes, omg I welcome it so much! If you want to tweak designs a bit or make up a design, that’s cool. (Though also, if you want in AU references for anyone, I’m always happy to throw together a rough reference sheet! Might take me a day or so, depending on spoon levels, but I’d be delighted to have a reason to draw any of the many trolls I haven’t yet!)

#trafficstuck #trafficblr #verdant answers #verdant rambles #hermitstuck

[pyrobot1cs]

if i remember correctly, Aradia was the only troll to not prototype her lusus in her kernelsprite, she prototyped herself, like the other Hero of Time (hai davey!!) and the Witch of Space (jade my beloved). Aradia was also the only troll to do the full double-prototype but she still didn’t prototype her lusus with herself, she used the frog statue’s head from her half of the trolls’ frog temple, a construct of Sgrub. Not exactly sure where I’m going with this but I think it’s interesting how much of herself that Aradia lost after her death. And how Time and Space Players are attracted to prototyping themselves because it’s incredibly useful to have the most useful aspects as all knowing guides of The Game.

#rezi analyses #homestuck #stuck at home #dave strider #jade harley #aradia megido #rezis tape recorder

[memurfevur]

Trans Day of Visibility So I'm Showing Off My Trolls <3

Also happy visibility day to all my other trans (includes nonbinary and any other expression) friends out there!! We're beautiful <3

Masuni my beloved <3 FtM. Never changed his name, only his pronouns. Got top surgery scars too but as the scarring would reveal his blood color he's not very inclined to go around shirtless unless it's in his own home... or with a lover.

He's my therapist Troll, loves dogs (and animals in general but canines are his favorite). Avid coffee drinker but unwinds with tea before bed. Cozy game streamer but sometimes dips his toes in other games; this space is mostly to provide for others a sense of safety online. His lusus is a demon and he can naturally see ghosts and other supernatural entities.

Adrian! Nonbinary transmasc; not physically transitioned yet but doesn't quite mind it too much. A troll who has closely followed my journey with gender so.. maybe as I go along he will too <3

Cute bookworm nerd. Currently attending a secret academy to be trained as a "Guardian." Love stars and constellations. Is usually the brain cell at any given moment but not always. Will try to answer any question asked no matter how goofy or non-serious it is. Deathly and fiercely loyal.

Avonis <3 He's agender but still prefers he/him only.

*slaps his back* this baby girl can fit so much religious trauma into him it's amazing. Grew up in a cavern where he was raised to be a religious poster child and yet disappointed everyone ever. Did not have the most healthiest coping mechanism (serial murdering) but he's gotten better (his son put the fear of g-d in him). Adores the Outside World and documents everything he sees ever. Quite a curious mind, tender, but can be bitterly sarcastic.

RUTACI I LOVE YOU SM this is my son and he's gender-non-confirming. He is who he is and in recent sweeps he's starting to stand by that more and more.

Very long backstory. Basically Omnius traumatized him and fucked him over as he does, and now Rutaci is hellbent on getting vengeance so he and his family and friends can live safely without Omnius obsessing over him and his legacies.

Khorne/Werecrow! FtM

Mold monster scarecrow man i loooove yooou. Don't ever lose your fight <3 Don't succumb to the mold :}

Keraunos! Nonbinary. Everything about her is a mystery and even I don't know what the hell is going on and I don't need to!

They work in the fleet as a part of a special operations unit known as the Genesis Trio, who are deployed to destroy and terraform other planets so Trolls can live there. They're based off of Raikou from Pokemon and is a book nerd who loves culture, history, and the arts.

Julian <3 Bigender, she/her or he/him.

Bubbly and dorky lil guy who bakes all the time and stress cleans. Is a variety streamer and makes friends rather easily. Chipper and well-meaning, though he tends to neglect himself and hides behind his bubbly facade so no one else has to feel burdened about his own troubles. Can probably beat you at a tree-climbing contest. Someone please give him a moirail oTL

Elidae, FtM, lil flirty artist on the web who is learning and living life with vigor. Is a part of the church that worships the Sufferer and he is expected to play a role in it, but he couldn't care less. Despite his social anxiety you can see him out at clubs and pubs and other places checking everything out and trying to have a good time.

Totally doesn't treat his crippling existentialism with weed whaddya talking about.

i guess M4NGL3 counts?? M4NGL3 experiences no gender and thus no labels to describe it. Call it any pronoun its probably going to answer. Most common ones are the singular They, It, and fem pronouns. I think someone in an ask once described them as "very gender" so she makes the list lmao

Creepy ass bounty hunter and recon surveillance unit. I love them. They are so fun to get in the headspace of.

Plus who doesn't love a floofy pupper when it's not being a creepy killing machine?

Those who remember Hylian gets a cookie. Nonbinary. WILL rip your face off. Usually.

Self-claimed protector of the eldritch woods known as the Deep Uncertainty or "The Deep" for short. Their temper and vicious behavior has earned them the title of "The Catbeast of the Deep." Not easy to befriend but I guess you can try.

Piomor! MtF. Very kind and nurturing.

Used to be an Orphaner but had so much survivor's guilt that she abandoned her post and snuck into a brooding cavern. Disguising herself as a Jade, she's one of the most prestigious and honored Auxiliatrixes in the cavern. Her title is The Seahorse.

I don't know what Kisame identifies as, dont need to know, I just know she's Not Cisgender. And a pirate!!

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I probably have tons more but they're either not on the blog or I can't think of them off the top of my head. But! This is a nice handful anyway.

#mun talks #fevur drawing #Masuni Astera #Adrian Uyilst #Avonis Llabel #Rutaci Faurux #Khorne Walker #Werecrow #Keraunos #Julian Zealis #Elidae Leijon #M4NGL3 #Hylian Shiavi #Piomor Bremud #Kisame Phyrna #nonbinary #transgender #bigender #agender #gender nonconforming

[knights-unwelcommentary]

These are my notes about the movies we've seen so far

Con air

Dad gets taken to jail (Dad Crocker and Dad Egbert?)

Heartfelt letters that are at the same time lacking some emotion and too verbose for a little kids (All the letters between the human players)

The stuffed bunny

Squeal like a pig

Dumb explosions

A murderer that's very murder-happy (Jack?)

Bunny back in the box

Needing to piss at a bad time (Dave?)

Flying car gone wrong

Failure to launch

Mysteriously violent animals

Rogue feathery asshole

Awful friend group sticks together anyway

Way too many meddling people spying on their friends through a computer

Saw

Puppets, among them one controlled by the bad guy

Spirals on the cheeks (the cherubs?)

Want to play a game (Bro Strider?)

Weird traps

Generous amounts of blood

Not very smart law enforcement

Dark room for photos

Two people chained to keep the opposite ends of the room unreachable (the cherubs?)

The story skips back and forth in time every other scene (homestuck's flashbacks, future snapshots and whatnot)

One of the two people trapped is a dick and also cuts off his leg to escape (Caliborn?)

The previous bad guy was a cover for the real bad guy (Doc Scratch?)

Game Over

Hook

Grandma was the heroine of her own story but then decided to retire to start a family (Nanna Egbert?)

Animal Nanny (part of the deal with lusus and trolls and Jade with Bec)

Tinkerbell/fairies

Hey listen (WV?)

Clock room (and vicious clock destruction)

Pirates

Stupid goons (the Felt?)

Kissing as a plot device

Crowd of longevous orphans (all the players and ghosts?)

Rufioh (as Rufioh)

The villain tries to brainwash a little girl, unsuccessfully

Creative insults

We're doing it

Neverending story

Mounted wolf head

Protagonist's kind of a friendless loser with a disconnect with his parental figure (John?)

Fascination for horses, and it being presented as weird (the author, Equius and Dirk?)

A story about a story about stories that blends with reality

Snake and ouroboros symbolism

Something's obiterating existence and killing everything on its path

Giant creature posses an existential quandary to the hero, tempting them to make a selfish choice (denizen)

Werewolf in pursuit of the hero to kill him (Bec Noir)

The one reading the story can give commands to the hero

Giving names to the characters as a rite of passage

Reality breaking down as the unstoppable force spreads

I failed. (Game Over Dirk?)

Ivory tower with a sphere contains a girl's bedroom (Jade and Kanaya)

The reader is a character in the first narrative layer, and is the one the quest was all about

Falcor makes the bullies pay (exact same thing happens in homestuck as a non sequitur bit from the author)

Hitch

Beloved pet kidnapping

The guy's too intense to keep a relationship going for long

He starts coaching others on romance and has better results than with his own love life (Karkat?)

There's a heiress involved and she's dating a "loser" (the narrative presents him as a loser because of his appearance)

Attempting to drag a woman into a committed relationship and going way overboard

Guy gets into slapstick and awkward situations mostly because of poor foresight and a bit of bad luck (yeah Hitch sounds a lot like Karkat)

Making it happen

Silly dance moves

Food allergies as a plot device

50 first dates

Eridan's pants

Check out this dude's muscles (Actually this dude's the story's joke character and has a lot of traits from the troll guys and a lot of bigotry's directed at him)

Memory shenanigans, the girl has to be reminded of her life since an accident a year before every signgle day (dream bubbles?)

Egg head portrait (Doc Scratch?)

Weekend at bernie's

Skulls

Falling down stairs

Necrophilia as a shock value joke???

Dead guy's a puppet

Hog tying the murderer (Gamzee)

Zany rich guy keeps getting into trouble after death (Grandpa Harley and Poppopos Crocker)

Serendipity

Absurd coincidences and predestination

Romance theory of fated partners

Papping

Bromance but with feelings jams (moirallegiance?)

Indiana jones

Complete disregard for preserving ancient artifacts (Grandpa Harley)

unconventional uses for a whip

Baddass archeology

Ancient magical artefacts

Mysterious ruins

Stupid gun deaths

Angels are dangerous light thingies (homestuck angels?)

Good luck chuck

The stoner's morally bankrupt

A guy gets a curse laid on him through ludicrous circumstances

Goths are actual witches

A girl has some supernaturally shitty luck

Vodoo pin doll

Tomb raider

Double pistols and skimpy outfits to the point of being impractical (Jake?)

Fighting some overpowered training robot (brobot?)

Evil corporation's behind the death of the beloved parental figure (Grandma Harley?)

Robotics guy/tech expert (Dirk?)

Complete disregard for preserving ancient artifacts (Jake)

Dumb triangle conspiracy (the illuminate joke with Hal and AR?)

The explorer has a dangerous fall from pretty high (Jake)

Dangerous creepy guy tries to manipulate a young lady and leverages his knowledge for it (Doc Scratch?)

Dangerous giant gears (LOHAC?)

My best friend's girl

One character has a front of emotionally detached douchebag dudebro type

He's roomates with a romance obsessed guy that's very serious about his girlfriend

The girlfriend cuts things off with her boyfriend cause he's too much and has no chill (karezi?)

The other guy offers to wing man for his roomate but ends up taking things too far (reminds me of the Hal, Dirk and Jake situation)

The other guy starts fooling around with the chick and somewhere along the line starts a serious relationship with her (daverezi)

The ex boyfriend's desperate to get back together and starts doing stupid shit

Regular love to hate love (quadrant vacillation?)

Avatar

Conscription in space

High ranking crew can do whatever the hell it wants

Imperialism in space

The disabled character prefers his dream self to his waking self (Tavros?)

Blue lady on a big fucking tree (Aranea?)

Big monsters with a visceral and symbiotic relationship with the aliens (partially what troll and lusii have going on)

Dragons

Bomb cube made of cans (shaving cream bomb that killed Jade?)

#homestuck inspired movie party

[windy-trickster]

Ok jokes aside! Who is Anahit? What does she do? :0c

Oh my beloved Annie... The link in her name gives you a good idea of her and her interests, but she is a little more complex than that. Medical professional [although unlicensed but uh... She's still really good at what she does]. She's my favorite char trope: Hard on the outside, soft on the inside. She's a Seer of Light and a Derse Dreamer as well! She's been through a lot of shit in her life: Lusus dying at a young age, having to deal w/an abusive ex kismesis in the past, struggling w/her self-image issues do to the heavy burns she suffered [which is why her one eye is covered] But despite all that she continues to push forward and refuses to give up. She's gone through so much shit and yet she's still here. She's still thriving and continuing to do what she loves. Her love of medieval medicine kinda stretches back to her childhood. She understands the importance of modern medicines/medical practices as well, but she whole-heartedly believes that learning about the old age stuff, getting to see what modern medicine EVOLVED from is also important to learn. A bit of a seeker of knowledge really. She tends to be a little softer with the people she loves, letting her guard down slightly to show that yes, she genuinely cares for them and is willing to do a lot for them. She's fairly closed off and reserved as well, but does enjoy the company of a Select Few People [tm]

#windy response #shintari #anahit vimura

[gonuclear]

Rank your moots from least to most likely to physically fight their favs for the remote

Please include yourself

HMM ok kinda depends on the fav but (also i am sorry for the sudden tags everyone)

1- @amazing-fandoms and @kaiyaki-sano

2- me

3- @lusus--naturae

4- @honey-oak and @snowbits

5- @sai-my-beloved

#arsene speaks #postal correspondence #phone a friend #keep em comin anon i am having a blast

[glazelilyy]

Oh my god he came home, I'm kissing him

YES YES YES!!! :DDD I'M SO HAPPY GIVE HIM ALL THE KISSES!!! <33

congrats on your kazu lusus!! i'm sorry for being super late but when i saw this ask i did cartwheels in honor of you getting kazuha hehe >:) how's your build coming along?

#sincerely: the stars—☆ #from my beloved lusus—☆ #my kazuha used to be em build but then one day i looked at him and fell super in love #so i gave him a big pp dmg build LOL so it's a crit-em build now :P #tw: caps

[trollcafe]

I have this headcanon about bloodlines! Not all trolls have a specific bloodline or an ancestor, though many do! An heirloom bloodline is a bloodline that has been around for ages, they’re considered “historic.” In my own little headcanon world, this includes the canon trolls. They’re historic, older than the rest, not common to see. Theres a certain connotation that comes with being if that bloodline. There’s been several generations of that bloodline because it’s been around forever.

For example, the Monarks are an heirloom bloodline. Her Beloved Annihilation is old as hell, but he is far from the first Monark to ever exist. Monarks are Martyrs, its more than a trope, its what they do. They sacrifice their own wellbeing for others. Its why, when Beloved was young, his lusus told him to be prepared for a life of sacrifice, because he was only of use if he could be giving to others. Whether or not that’s true is irrelevant. He still had to hold the weight of that expectation. A

n heirloom bloodline is old as shit, been in the history books since the beginning of society on Alternia, and some of them have a connotation associated with them. There’s really nothing else that special about them except maybe being recognized for their bloodline alone by some.

#chow.txt

[halloweensuittruffles]

lol oops forgot the prompt: Skylla x Reader making pies :)

AGAIN thank you so so much for understanding,, I am very new to tumblr so so sorry! I’m learning ^^”Without further ado- HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

𝕊𝕦𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕡𝕚𝕖: 🧡𝕊𝕜𝕪𝕝𝕝𝕒 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣🧡

The crisp alternian moonlight shined on your eyes, blinking awake you sat up from your spot on the couch.

You had a short abouttt, looking at the clock hanging on the side of the wall, about a half an hour nap. You were staying at Skylla’s. She was sweet enough to let you move in with her, as much as your lil Ex Empress tower is all fine and dandy-

Being able to see Skylla every night(day?) is a lot better <3

It seems said troll has put a multi colored quilt blanket over you as you slept. It was extremely soft!

You lazily sat up wrapping the blanket around yourself and rubbing the sleepiness out of your eyes

You smiled nuzzling your face into a side of the blanket next to your arm

You slipped off the couch to move around and get your legs working again

A bark came from the hallway ahead of you and out came big ol Ladyy! She was yipping happily and slightly bouncing up in down.You grinned reaching over with your free hand to scratch at the large lusus.

“You seen Sky Ladyy?” You chirped looking at the large dog as you continued to scratch

“right here!”

You blinked looking up at the other voice in the room other then yourself Skylla was walking out of the hall behind Ladyy in a more casual outfit.

She already finished her work for the day, so for the evening it was her time to relax

She was wearing a checkered brown and orange tank top with some pretty cozy looking blue jean shorts

She had her hair down as usual but the ends seemed a bit wet?

“just finished givin this lil miss a bath, my word was she muddy!” Skylla snorted slightly stroking at the top of the large dog’s head“but nuff bout that, how’d your nap go?”

She asked a soft smile on her lips“It was good! Thanks for the blanket”

you giggled basically wearing the sheet like a hoodie You kinda looked like a lil quilt ghost in that thing.

Skylla put a hand to her mouth laughing slightly into it “well ain’t you the cutest lil thing? oh are yya hungryy?”

She wondered into the kitchen looking through some of her cabinets Skylla’s love language was definitely taking care of someone. That cowgirl smothered you 24/7, if you needed something on the other side of Alternia- she’d run all the way over to it as fast as she could to get it for her beloved matespirt.

“Hmm..” you hummed hopping up the best you could onto the kitchen counter (which was a bit of a failed attempt- you kinda slipped and grabbed the side with your foot but hey you made it!)

“We already had dinner but, do trolls have pie?”

Skylla’s face cocked to the side at your question “yya mean those green ones?-“

“Oh Nono! Not those- like uh…not sofer pie, the sweet ones like- with chocolate or cherries or pumpkins in it?”

“ohhhh! well whyy didn’t yya say so silly quack beast!”

She playfully flicked your arm, actually punching it might actually hurt you. She is one strong lady, no pun intended

“im not toooooo sure what fruits we got to workin with here, but im as sure as a happy wriggler on 12th perigee's eve we’ll be able to come up with somethin! can yya grab that pan for me hunnyy?”

She gestured to a pie tin in the lower cabinet as she started washing her hands

You nodded grabbing the pan and putting it next to her other ingredients the bronze already had out

And of course you washed your hands too.

You learned the best from Ratatouille

The two of you were able to find some assortments of berries to put in the pie. You weren’t too familiar with these fruits, they were pretty alien to you- literally

The most you could recognize was a few berries looking a lot like a pokemon magost berry, a nanab berry, a colbur berry, and a lot of them looking a lot like wiki berries.

But they probably were just normal editable berries to Skylla

You had started smashing the said berries with a small wooden spoon as Skylla had put some flour out to make the pie crust

You thought to start some small conversation as sappy as that sounded

“Thanks really for the blanket Sky” you hummed looking over your shoulder up at her “I bet it kept all my nightmares away”

Skylla smiled sweetly at you leaning over to peck a big kiss at your cheek “i would hope so! i made it myself”

“You know how to sew??”

“course i do! what if your easy work pants rip? gotta be able to sew em with a single thread and a pin needle”

You giggled getting on your tip toes to kiss at the bronze’s nose, the only reason it sucks being shorter the her. Can’t kiss her pretty face as easy!

Skylla leaned over some more though so your legs wouldn’t snap trying to reach her. A gentle purr started from her as you continued to peck along her face. You held in a laugh seeing some orange tint her cheeks. Well ain’t that cute.

Soon enough the cuddling would have to come to a pause, that pie can’t bake itself! When it was all done Skylla put the pie in the oven. You both sat on the wooden floor looking at the pie cook. As it did a delicious sweet smell drifted into your nose from the oven. When the oven dinged out came the delicious treat!~

You were nearly bouncing on your feet as Skylla started taking the pie off the iron rack inside the oven. You waited for it to cool a bit before Skylla cut you both a slice and fed a bite to each other

It was delicious!! Even for a pie you’ve never had before made of alien fruit

#hiveswap friendsim #hiveswap #skylla koriga #fanfic #fic request #x reader

[technicalchaotic]

I LOVE LOVE LOOOOOVE HOPE OF MORNING!!!!!!!! AND ALL THE GAMKAR FICS U WORKED ON !!! ( sorry for screaming i just got excited asodighag ) id happily listen to anything u have to say about them !!!!!!!

You have no idea how happy it makes me that a fic I started writing like six fucking years ago still has people that care about it.

Let's talk about clown kids.

> Clown church specifically relating to Gamzee's childhood in Hope of Morning

So I subscribe to the fanon that purple blood lusii are universally or near universally useless. The Mirthful church in HoM is, at its core, the solution to that.

The church in the HoM modern day has multiple branches, but for this post we're looking at the Lusus clade.

The Lusus clade is made up of all the adult and subadult trolls tasked with finding and raising the purple kids on alternia. It's a position of high honor in the church, and its members mark themselves out with lime-bleached hair.

SO. The lusus clade. Higher in rank than the laughsassin elite, coming in just below the high priests, and generally a troll might transition from dedicate lusus to high priest multiple times over a career.

[DAMNIT I hit post on my drafts too soon. Stand by]

At the beginning of the dark season, when the nights are getting longer but the storms haven't set in yet, dedicates set out in pairs to search the surrounding area for the season's wrigglers. The focus is on kids in the two-three sweep range, but kids slip through the cracks (Gamzee was around 5 sweeps) or get picked up super young if they need to be (Kalton hadn't pupated yet). Generally if they haven't been found or gone looking for a church to join on their own, purple kids don't make it much past about 4.

Now, Gamzee was a ways outside the normal radius, well into seadweller territory. He only really got picked up by Sister Infernal because she is insane and stays out longer and goes out farther on her own than most pairs do. Luckily for him goatdad had eaten most of the local large fauna and the few intruding seadwellers long before Gamzee existed. He was still starved, undersized, frail, and sopor-addicted when Infernal found him and brought him back to the church.

Detox is honestly pretty routine for kids coming into the church. Gamzee was an advanced case, but he was also the first recorded descendant of the Grand Highblood, so nepotism worked in his favor there. Eventually he joined the subjugglator ranks on a track to command, with the understanding that eventually (in a few hundred sweeps or so) he would take over the church. Gamzee in HoM is actually pretty smart and relatively well-educated. It's just 7 sweeps of rigorous training didn't cure him of being a terminal airhead.

So Gamzee grew up from an abandoned feral dog into beloved favorite child into a young and capable warrior prince who was extremely well liked by his peers. His capture and presumed death honestly turned the tide of the conflict between the church and the empress in a number of different ways. Losing Gamzee was a massive blow to morale, and destabilized the church's leadership in really dangerous ways that ultimately ended at the beginning of HoM

#gamzee makara #clown church #gamzee had a really happy childhood actually #my thesis statement for HoM was 'what if i gave gamzee a loving home and then took it away' #vintage homestuck #i saw that on someones blog and it both withered my soul abd delighted me so that will be my tag from now on #for homestuck excluding the extended universe

[contrastparadoxx]

Okay I still need to work on his design a LOT but uhm

Whisps Aririk my Beloved

He’s uhm a courier, and you can always be fully assured what you send WILL get to its destination if entrusted to him and his Lusus/mount

This might have to do with them being dragonflies, like, good luck surviving trying to steal from them

[voidpunker]

Thanks for the ask to discuss my ocs. Any just bursting with a need to be explained on your part? Google-searchhistory-official

youre welcome :3 i always try to send out these kinds of asks lol

and uhhhhh i was saving this ask bc i was kinda blorboless for a bit- like yea i had my usual beloved ocs (i originally wanted to share nesis but hmmm. perhaps later) but then i got. Ideas and oh man

2 in one actually :33 Reilly (left) and Wezzea (right)

(not their actual design btw, this is just a silly doodle of them in their halloween costumes)

theyre both homestuck ocs yea, but more specifically Heinousstuck, which is a body horror au where kids get transmutated, making them immortal but also changing their appearance

it uh. doesnt affect them too much though- wezzea managed to avoid it, and reillys transmutation is subtle enough for her to hide it

their lore is still kinda a wip mmm but- ok so

they're both jadebloods living in the brooding caverns, their group was mostly near one of the entrances, taking care of the lusii that lived in the caverns, although Reilly lived apart from the others, outside of the cavern. she was technically part of this group, but was never really close to anyone

also :) Reilly is part of a group called the Followers, who basically. blindly murder just because they can. (they split off from a rebellion from a friends oc a long time ago! but their origin is pretty much forgotten because of time + it kind of being a mess- pretty much anyone with rank killed each other long ago to try to take over- them being pretty generally disliked doesnt help either, bc while random murder is allowed and considered normal on alternia, the followers very much encourage killing higher castes, as well as killing a lot, which is a bit more difficult to be okay with), she enjoys growing plants around her hive, many of which are carnivorous, so she uses the trolls she kills as food for those plants, or fertilizer for the others

at some point, another jade from their group finds out about this and confronts her, Reilly tries to kill her, but is severely injured in the fight, and bleeds out

when she wakes up she is. the troll version of a vampire. but since becoming a rainbow drinker is considered sacrilegious, and her group is especially unfriendly to them, she completely cuts contact with them. this worries Wezzea, so she goes to look for her.

but instead a rabid lusus finds her first and attacks her, and it turns out that oops that wasn't rabies but lusithropy (aka werewolf! something we created in our rp gfkdjgkfd, lets trolls change between a lusus and troll form pretty much freely, although specific forms feel better at certain times, depending on sunlight- it does permanently change infected trolls' irises to white, and it can infect normal lusii, but acts more like rabies with them)

Reilly does find Wezzea right after this and realizes that since she got bitten by a werelusus, their group wouldn't accept her anymore either, so she lets her stay at her hive until she can figure things out again. she tries to keep her murder cult activities secret, but Wezzea does eventually figure it out- but instead of you know. doing something about this, she decides to help her, to repay for letting her stay (she mostly protects Reilly/acts as a bodyguard, but also uses her lusus form to gather information)

also to quote from discord: "shes that cat that drops a dead bird on your bed in the middle of the night except the bird is a troll"

and yeah- it starts out as just that. they don't really get along too well, but over time they begin to care about each other but in like a. probably not healthy way. mostly from Wezzeas side tbh, just pure loyalty. i would do anything for you, no matter what. please ask me to kill for you

not that Reilly is normal here either (other than yk. the murder cult thing lol)- she doesn't care about anyone other than Wezzea, only feels hatred for everyone else (not even the good hate kind, more just wanting everyone dead. all they are good for to her is to feed the soil for her plants), she trusts Wezzea with her life and would kill anyone that would harm her as well

they still pretend like they only hang out because its easier for them- they probably try to believe that as well but they are So Unwell about each other

oh oh also: her ancestor caused all this lol basically her hatred and pain got so concentrated reilly basically inherited it, but instead now she doesnt have a clear origin for all those feelings (+ she started the Followers, which directly leads to Reilly dying and Wezzea getting bit)

but when shes younger she was basically overwhelmed by all this, barely having her own identity because everything from her ancestor was just too strong- she manages to figure it out eventually but still sometimes struggles with knowing if a feeling is her own, or her ancestors

#i thought i had an oc tag but i cant find it anymore hmmmm #anyways uh thanks for the ask!!! #i struggle to explain these 2 bc words hard im just rotating em #but helps get my thoughts together! #im still working on the apostates (ancestor) design/name so cant really show them #the fucked up feelings are especially bad towards Wezzea #because the apostate cared deeply about wezzeas ancestor but after they die she kinda closes herself off #'ill never love again' kinds thing yk #and then also the hate makes things extra confusing for reilly #like she hates everyone except this random wolfgirl???? huh what??? #but man reilly has taken over my brain i am so feral abt her #oc rambles #nvm i found the oc tag

[norts-trolls]

wait nort my beloved show us ur elderly jades.. -gg

Doctor Warlaw- Despite her unsettling look she is a very diligent yet firm handed cavern leader. She also has a hand in modern mother grub care as well as grub medicine. She has a strict no drone law in her cavern so the fleet has to make special models that deliver specifically to her cavern. She's also the main surgeon for cavern hospitals.

The Tempbeat- Oldest of all my jades the rainbow drinking has helped his aging substantially. His cavern is as elusive as it is unregistered. His cavern produces mutants only along with mutated mother grubs. He takes great pride in his work and welcomes lost jades who run away from home openly into his arms.

Shepard- Very tired old jade who has one foot in the grave so to speak. His carven is staffed by only male jades, which is to say very little staff. He runs a daycare of sorts for grubs who never get a lusus until they're old and smart enough to survive on their own. Mother Matile- Old jade who has long since passed her life cycle. She is an undertaker of sorts for Cavern workers who have passed away or unfortunate grubs taken too early. With her work there has been a noticeable decline in grub deaths but there is only so much one jade can do.

#Doctor Warlaw #Tempbeat #Shepard #Mother Matile #old jades #ancestors #asks #mun answers #long post?