#just to 8e safe!!!!

[smallknowingjester]

:33 < my fishy🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟!!!

#etho #ethoslab #etho fanart #hermitcraft #sashy art #fish etho #Ouhhhhh i dont know if i shoukd tag this as eyestrain #just to 8e safe!!!! #eyestrain #<-could 8e my art tag at this point

[hsrips]

Lil Se8 from 6896 to 6898. Technically not requested 8ut I got these while doing that last request.

#lil sebastian #< me checking the carrd I made to see what the fuck I tag him as #lil seb #homestuck #rips #homestuck transparents #transparents #homestuck rips #flashing #fast gifs #just to 8e safe. he's moving around a lot

[jadedharleys]

um. uh. this kind of sounds like shit (esp on the refrain bits but im also offkey some places whoopsies!) and i didnt get all the lyrics in cause some are hard as fuck to sing but heres my first publicly posted demo of my heir of grief lyricover!!

edit: reblogs off bc its going around and the singing is like. EMBARASSINGLY. bad.

(insp to call these lyricovers from horizon u should check those out too!!!)

i have a TON more of these that i need to actually record and mix and whatever but heres this one for now. if anyone better than me at singing would like to give covering this a shot thatd be so awesome just make sure to tag me and clearly credit me for the lyrics! and if youre interested in giving a recording of some other lyricover ive written you can dm me for my discord!

full lyrics including the ones i fucked up or left out under the cut

We will fight, we will fight, we will fight, we will fight, side by side, side by side, side by side, side by side, we may die, we may die, we may die, we may die, we must try, we must try, we must try, we must try,

i just wanted to breathe, wanted to fight for what i believed in. i've seen it all torn to the ground. i'll build it up until we are all safe and sound.

i just wanted to go for just this once to not be alone i never dreamed of this life but now in this space we can win in this fight!!

THIS IS BROKEN VICTORY PULLED FROM THE DUST OUR CRY FOR SALVATION THESE ARE THE DYING WORDS FROM THE CHILDREN WE STILL HOLD WITHIN

every world every world every world every world Every life, every life, every life, every life! Every place, every place, every place, every place! Every time, every time, every time, every time.

I had never felt seen, longing for someone to lean on. I never caved to fate, and I swear by the light that it isn't too late.

i have always known scars now i am caught inside of this raging war i never wanted this heroic strife but its my time to live and my time to die

. this is broken victory Pulled from the dust Our Cry For Salvation these are the dying words From the children we still hold within

adn we r out of our depths where every step is an0ther end we meet iT'S A PLACE, wHERE WE CAN FLY, Hearts racing faster every time we die.

we are stars dreaming, waiting to be foUnd we’re jUst children waiting, dreaming aloUd

a place where we can dream!! WH3R3 W3 R34CH OUT To who we 8re and who we could 8e And where we hold onto ourselves.

and where iit all cave2 iin w)(en we are out of our dept)(s wwe aren’t ready for wwhat it takes D—> we weren’t ready yet :33 < we weren’t ready yet

And In This Life We Found A Place Where we can WH3R3 W3 C4N Where we can dream

in this dream, in this dream, in this dream, in this dream, in t)(is dream, in t)(is dream, in t)(is dream, in t)(is dream, WHEN WE SCREAM, WHEN WE SCREAM, WHEN WE SCREAM, WHEN WE SCREAM, we will win, we will win, we will win, we will win,

we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we'll be free we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, (we’ll be free)

4ND W3 4R3 OUT OF OUR D3PTH “let there be light” said by the children WE STILL HOLD WITHIN OURSELVES we are stars dreaming Until we're foUnd (we’re just children grieving, still dreaming aloud)

#jade posts #jade sings #homestuck #homestuck fansong #homestuck music #broadway homestuck #original music #songwriting #yeah idk how to tag this #☁️ - heir of grief

[april13th2009]

Every day is just.

Thinks about Meenah as a character who doesn't want to feel as though she's hurting her friends and cares more about that than actually not hurting her friends. Thinks about "you know how it is someones gotta take care of the guy anyways" and the equation of dehumanization with care and the Beforean blood hierarchy as a systemic ableism analogy. Thinks about the perception of disabled people as burdens and Meenah's abdication being about not wanting to be chained down to anything. Thinks about Meenah as a character desperate to feel like she has autonomy/control in her life, but not necessarily wanting power, as more responsibility feels like less control. Thinks about social differences in Alternia vs Beforus leading to Meenah choosing to abdicate on one world but not the other. Thinks about Porrim's musings on fate where she references the life decisions of Mindfang and the Dolorosa (separately) and about the potential effect of that knowledge on her relationship with Aranea. Thinks about Aranea's fate vs free will talk with Terezi. Thinks about how similar Kankri's insecurities are to Meenah's and Aranea's, and how much more like them he probably would've ended up being if the Signless had been as shit a person as Mindfang or the Condesce. Thinks about the insidiousness of "I'd address my involvement with that, 8ut you seem to 8e tapping your foot so I think I'll just skip over that part of the story" and wonders if Aranea like Meenah felt guilt over actions never taken by her but by someone she spoke of in first person. Thinks about how I love Meenah when she's well-written and hate half the writing choices made with her. Thinks about how I [said through gritted teeth] like the vast majority of the writing choices made for Aranea, even if I'm screaming and crying about how they gave me the most autistic girl ever and then made her a Mindfang fan.

Thinks about Latula Pyrope's internalized sexism and how her personality revolves around "yeah I'm a girl BUT I still have value and deserve respect because I'm so good at [things that one can't easily or safely do while blind] let me prove myself please" and her influence on Terezi's mental state during the timeskip. Thinks about Latula's black lipstick and apparent eyeliner despite always wearing sunglasses, and how on her sprite it looks like her shoes have heels despite her constant skateboarding, and how cool it would've been if Terezi was butch. Thinks about how we see Terezi rping with Nepeta and flarping with Vriska and Team Charge and playfully flirting with Dave and Karkat and how over time every one of those people she was closest to was either killed and/or someone she distanced herself from until she had no one. And then until she had Vriska again. Thinks about how the moment I heard Terezi's "luck doesn't actually matter" line I was convinced she would kill Vriska and cheered aloud at being proven right. Thinks about Vriska killing Tavros and Tavros refusing to kill Vriska and Tavrisprite killing themself. Thinks about how the Vriska godtier scene was my favorite thus far in the entire comic and Tavros could be such a good character if Hussie also gave a shit about his characterization when Vriska wasn't there. Thinks about Vriska kissing Tavros as another way of challenging him, meaning that she knew he didn't want it. Thinks about Vriska kissing Tavros because she wanted to make him more like herself and SHE wanted to be given affection but could only conceptualize it through adversity. Thinks about the Summoner loving and killing Mindfang and Tavros doing neither for Vriska- “Too l8 to kiss me, too l8 to kill me”. Thinks about how Vriska grew up with a primary source stating that the person she idolized, who she had survived through emulating, was a rapist, and the effects that had on Vriska’s conceptualization of consent. Thinks about Mindfang brainwashing the Dolorosa to love her vs Vriska not being able to bear doing the same to Tavros. Thinks about Mindfang making the Dolorosa question her free will vs Vriska trying to force Tavros to take more initiative. Thinks about Vriska's Captain Hook parallels (pirate missing an arm and an eye, waiting for a character representing time to come kill her) and her fairy dress. Thinks about Kanaya making that for her, and the kiss acting as a power play against Kanaya too; Tavros was her friend. Thinks about how annoying it is when moirallegiance gets reduced to being wholesome besties by fans, when in canon no troll social dynamic on Alternia can be separated from their larger social norms facilitating abuse. Thinks about how trolls also had quadrants prescratch and wonders how Beforean social norms impacted that. Thinks about how annoying it was of the romance explanation to go "oh yeah being in a matespritship is just like normal human romance, moving on" instead of giving us anything new/more interesting. Thinks about "she keeps 8ugging me. 8ugging and fussing and meddling… I guess it's flattering that she wants to talk to me so much though. I guess I don't mind. It's cool". Thinks about how Vriska, having methodically destroyed her relationship with Kanaya, cries for her attention in Alterniabound by mockingly implying that it was Tavros Kanaya liked. Thinks about how glad I am that Kanaya got out of that relationship. Thinks about how, at Rose's "strive to pacify me as I scuffle down this black corridor" comment, Kanaya immediately asserts that she doesn't want to do that, and thinks about how HAPPY I am for her to be setting healthy boundaries. Thinks about how my favorite character Terezi will never beat the Vriskaliking allegations ever in her life.

Thinks about my stupid little webcomic thinks about my stupid little webcomic thinks about my stupid little webcomic

#had to put in a paragraph break bc apparently there's a character limit #anyway have a peek into my beautiful mind through sleepy ramblings #not exaggerating here I do actually think about a lot of this stuff on a daily basis #adrien says stuff #homestuck #fuck guess ive gotta charactertag #aranea serket #meenah peixes #mituna captor #porrim maryam #latula pyrope #terezi pyrope #vriska serket #tavros nitram #kanaya maryam #not tagging the ones who get mentioned like once #long post #rape mention

[thatonetotaldramaguy]

On a scale from 1-10, how much would you ship Jo and Lindsay???????? I just thought they’d 8e funny together (i though of this l8 last night)

I don’t really know, I feel like maybe a 4 or 5 because Jo would get frustrated with Lindsay pretty quick

But then also, Lindsay could do a full on makeover on her liek Jo (kind of) tried to do in that one episode where she put on makeup

But then again she went and tried to safe Lindsay in that episode too so I dunno mate🤔

Anyway it’s a cool ship idea😎

#td jo #Jo #td lindsay #lindsay total drama #lindsay td #josay #Jo x Lindsay

[vriska-fic8ion]

Ngl I don’t think you were ever radqueer. Re-reading your speech again (idk why you’d do that but what is done is done) and it’s just about transIDs. I don’t remember you talking about paraphiliacs (regardless of contact stance) in a positive light before you made the choice to become anti-radqueer because of the basedqueer/lsdqueer Discourse. I bring this up because radqueer included paraphilias from the start (from “parasexualities” to now).

There are abusers in every community, the RQC is no different in that regard. Other marginalised people can and sometimes have also defended abusers.

Maybe if you hadn’t done your speech and spoken about wanting to do ‘RQ activism’ it wouldn’t matter, but you look like a spineless coward becoming anti-radqueer.

Aligning yourself as ‘one of the less offensive transIDs’ by both being transcharacter and appealing to anti-radqueers, seems just like an appeal to ‘normality.’ If you turn out to be anti-transharm-ed/ful as well I wouldn’t be surprised, since that’s another ‘problematic’ side of the transID community.

-I didn't include paraphilias in my speech 8ecause I'd rather not get kicked out of school and risk my future. I don't talk a8out paraphilias a lot in general 8ecause it's a good way to get your 8log termed. The reality is that now is not a safe time to discuss the su8ject.

-I can't help that I'm not that pro8lematic. If I wanted to "appeal to normality" I wouldn't 8e transitioning.

-I am pro transharm, you don't get to make assumptions a8out me.

#anon h8 #transid #pro para #anti radqueer

[onthesandsofdreams]

Modern Knight

Fandom: The Sandman TV Pairing: Hob Gadling x Fem!Reader Summary: You rushed in and, gathering your courage, you approached the man on the queue. "Excuse me," you spoke only loud enough for him to hear you. Which he did, considering that he turned and you had to swallow the knot that formed in your throat, he was handsome. "I know this is a little forward, but I need a favor, I'll buy you coffee and a pastry if you hold my hand for five minutes." Words: 1062 Notes: For my sister, @mousedetective​. Warning: Mentions of stalking Prompt(s): 6.- Adaptable, I like that from @fictober-event​ Tagging: @8e-h-e8​

Read @ AO3

You swallowed the curse that threatened to burst out of you as you rushed through London in search for a safe space. You had thought that perhaps a vacation was in order after the break-up with your ex and the resulting complication of him turning into a stalker.

But you could not believe that the asshole had followed you to London.

You did not run, but walked at a brisk pace, searching for some place to hide. Ideally, that place would be a women's store. But now since the last incident of him waiting for you to eventually leave the store, you knew that it wasn't safe anymore. Your eyes began to water, all you wanted was to rest and relax damn it.

And then, the warm aroma of coffee went your way. Your head looked inside and noticed that there was a line, and several men inside. Good, your ex never approached you whenever men were around, the coward.

You rushed in and, gathering your courage, you approached the man on the queue. "Excuse me," you spoke only loud enough for him to hear you. Which he did, considering that he turned and you had to swallow the knot that formed in your throat, he was handsome. "I know this is a little forward, but I need a favor, I'll buy you coffee and a pastry if you hold my hand for five minutes."

The man frowned, "Are you okay miss?"

"No." You admitted, seeing no point in lying, specially since you had just asked for help. "My ex is stalking me and I'm afraid."

Anger flashed in the man's face before it was quickly replaced with a smile. "Stand next to me, if it's okay with you, I'll wrap my arm around you. You're safe with me."

You could have cried and quickly did so, the man's arm was heavy and you almost felt like someone had just placed a security blanket around you. "Thank you. I'm Y/N."

The man pulled you closer, "Pleased to meet you, I'm Robert, but please, call me Hob."

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed your ex looking into the coffee shop, which made you couldn't help but to shake in fear. "I'm really thankful, my ex is a nightmare."

"He must be," Hob said. "I can feeling trembling. But do not worry, I'll make sure you make it back home safe. You made a brave choice by asking that favor, and that couldn't have been easy."

"No, it wasn't. And I really appreciate your help."

"Always happy to help."

You two waited for your turn to order, but when you tried to pay, Hob would have none of it. "I refuse to be paid for helping someone in distress." He told you as he guided you into a table so you both could wait for your orders.

"So, that man who is lingering near the door is the source of your distress, I take?"

"Yes. I honestly don't know how he knew I was coming to London. I've been here a couple of day, and then, yesterday I saw him and panicked. And now, here he is." You sighed. "I might have to have a serious talk with my friends... if someone told him..."

Hob nodded. "Yes, I can imagine it must not be easy. I take from your accent you're not from the UK?"

"I'm from LA." At that moment, your order arrived and you both thanked the waitress. "This was supposed to be a fun vacation."

"And now it's ruined."

"Yes." You toasted him with your coffee before taking a careful sip. "But, I met a very nice man who might as well be a modern knight in a shinny armor."

Hob laughed, "Not so much. I simply refuse to be a bystander, much less not offer help to someone so visibly in distress... and it seems that your troublesome ex is going away."

Your shoulders dropped, and you near winced when you realized just how tense you had been. "Oh, thank God." A bite to your scone and a sip of coffee later, you continued. "I know that I've already said it, but I really appreciate your help. For all the bravado he has when I'm alone, he never comes near if there's a man around."

"Sounds like a right bastard."

"He is. I'm just glad I saw the red flags and that he cheated before things got serious."

"That is a relief. And if I may ask, what is it that you do? I myself am an university professor."

"Oh wow, I'm an elementary teacher."

"Ah, I see. Adaptable, I like that."

You laughed, "I have to be. No student is the same, and I refuse to simply shrug my shoulders and ignore if any of my students are struggling. Yes, it's hard, but I'd rather try than not."

Hob gave you a smile that made his eyes sparkle and you to swallow in an attempt to calm yourself down. It had been a while since you had felt such a visceral attraction to anyone. Blissfully ignorant of your turmoil, he said, "Good, teachers like you are needed. I'm sure that your kids love you for it."

It was your turn to smile at him, "I hope so. I know we always are told, 'children are the future', but what kind of future they'll have if we don't try and give them a good foundation."

"That is very wise of you," this time, it was Hob who toasted you. "And very, very true."

And you both ate your pastries and drank your coffees slowly, simply enjoying each other's company, you talked about your respective work areas, favorite things and Hob pretended to be wounded when you said that Shakespeare was one of your favorites, about how you had enjoyed your visit so far, about Hob's passion for history - he spoke of it as if he had witnessed and made it all the more interesting - and many more things more, to the point that you both had ordered more coffee and sandwiches. When it grew late, Hob escorted you back to your hotel and you both exchanged phone numbers and emails with the promise to keep in contact.

If you entered his number on your phone as Hob 'Modern Knight' Gadling, well, he didn't need to know.

#fictober22 #hob gadling x reader #hob gadling #reader insert #the sandman fic #pre relationship fic #the sandman #hob x reader

[marsti]

no 8ut like fr every year or so theres a wave of semi-anonymous h8 that gets directed towards the same group of people <not always 8ut VERY OFTEN trans women> and yall go "oh no! this post makes vague mention of cu8 porn and zoophilia! stay safe out there!" and if you look into the accus8ions for 0.2 seconds it all goes 8ack to a kiwifarms thread from ~2015 where people are gleefully discussing how 8est to twist things in the most effective way to ruin someones life.

these things are NOT HARD to check and some of yall just keep falling for it! 8e ashamed! 8e fucking ashamed!

#shut up sender

[elenal123xx]

The Art of Fire - Bungou Stray Dogs

Hii!! This is a bsd fanfic Im starting. Its more of a BSD x OC fic tho, with Akutagawa x OC as well bc I love him so much I just had to write a fanfic with him in it. It follows the plot of the original storyline, with my own small twist ;)

Wattpad link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/333659228-the-art-of-fire-%E2%96%AA%EF%B8%8E-bsd

Prologue

A sky of red and orange blanketed Yokohama. People scurried across streets and into their homes. Some were welcomed home by a family and a home-cooked meal. Some came home only to be greeted by unwashed dishes and an unmade bed. But despite what was waiting behind the closed doors of their house, they had a home to go back to, a place where they felt safe and comforted.

Atsushi didn't know what to consider a home.

It had almost been seven months since he had passed the entrance exam and joined the Armed Detective Agency. He had been given clothes, a phone and even a room to stay in.

The detectives of the agency were kind. He was not used to their friendliness and constant smiles, especially those of Kenji, a young boy who used to live in a village before he was recruited by the president. Of course, even though Kunikida would lecture him daily and Ranpo would make him go on snack-runs, Atsushi knew that they were good people. He was grateful.

The glowing sun set over the horizon, turning the sky into a mixture of pink and orange.

The detectives were gathered around a conference table. Kunikida stood in front of a whiteboard as the others listened carefully (excluding Ranpo).

"A week before this, a body was found in a horrific state," Kunikida started, presenting a few photos pasted on the board. He pointed to the first: "Misa Aishina, aged 16."

The photo displayed a gruesome sight. A girl's body (though one couldn't really tell that if it was a girl at all), was laid down on her back, half naked with only a torn skirt covering her. The body was painted with blood, creating a small pool of it around her. Her face was beaten and so damaged that it was completely unrecognizable. She was in an uncomfortable position, legs bending in a way only possible if the bones had been utterly crushed.

"Two days ago, the mother of Aishina requested an investigation," Kunikida continued. "She claimed that the police had no luck at all on finding the culprit.

Kunikida turned to Ranpo as the others followed.

"Earlier, Ranpo had already deduced the culprit," he showed multiple photos of men. "They kidnap young girls and force them into prostitution to make money. Their location has been discovered. The president has ordered for all the agents to be dispatched as it is not known exactly how many men are there, nor victims. We have to leave in 20 minutes, the faster the better."

"The location is in an abandoned hotel, located about 15 minutes from here by car. Tanizaki-" Kunikida looked at Naomi's brother. "Will use his ability to sneak in first, then tell us about how many men to prepare for. Followed by me, Kenji, Kyouka and Atsushi to take them out, then Dazai, Yosano, Ranpo."

-------------------------------------

Atsushi, Kunikida, Kenji and Kyouka stood in front of an old and seemingly abandoned seven-storied hotel. The walls stood firm, the window frames strong, glass triple glazed and some were shattered and boarded with wooden planks. All in all, it looked like a movie-set, one fit for a horror film. The only give-away was the odor, well, that and the dust. It emitted an eerie and creepy aura, sending shivers down Atsushi's spine.

They waited as Kunikida tapped his foot impatiently. He was wearing an ear-piece so that Tanizaki and him could communicate.

Atsushi couldn't hear what Tanizaki was saying, but he knew something was up by the way Kunikida's eyes widened in shock. Swiftly, the dirty-blond male made a run for the crooked door.

"Kunikida-?" Atsushi exclaimed, running in after him. Kyouka and Kenji followed closely behind. They entered the basement of the hotel by going in a door with a broken lock. The strong smell of blood clogged his nose, making him wince in disgust as he ran after the dark silhouette of a man taller than himself. Immediately, they were faced with the bodies of four dead men. The skin of all of them was burnt completely. Only after giving them a glance, Kunikida continued.

They following a series of twist and turns as their footsteps echoied against the deathly silence of the building. Kunikida steadily pressed his ear to every door they came across, before swinging it open to reveal disappointment. The four reached a dark hallway, ending with a large wooden door. Atsushi assumed that behind those doors were where the girls were kept.

Kunikida pushed the door open, its hinges creaking as he did. The scene that greeted him was a macabre one.

The room itself was big but stuffy as it lacked the presence of windows and was covered with a dim, dark grey color. But none of those were what caught the silver-haired boy's attention. Burnt corpse littered almost the entire room.

Much like the ones they met before this, they were all burnt from a result of fire. Atsushi spotted Tanizaki's figure just a few feet in front of them, who was standing as still as a board.

Kenji's mouth hanged agape with shock. Though Kyouka's cool composure didn't leave her, her eyes slightly widened as her grip on her phone tightened, preparing to summon demon snow in case of an attack.

Kunikida turned to Atsushi.

"Get the others, now."

----------

"A fire-manipulating ability?" Atsushi asked his senior, Kunikida, as the latter nodded.

"This isn't the only case," the blond continued, a stern expression settled on his face. "Just this morning, there has been several reports of the burning of buildings. After exanimating the burn marks on the bodies, it is found that the fire must have been at least above 1400 degree Celsius."

"And there's only one person who can produce flames as strong as this-," said Dazai, stretching his hands behind his back.

"Lady Hanabi."

#bsd oc #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #akutagawa ryuunosuke #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #bsd #fanfic writing #wattpad

[cheltranslations]

Fukumura Mizuki-san @Nonaka Miki (28.12.22)

Chel here🗽

Thank you very much

For coming to look at my blog！

All of your likes and comments

Make me super happy 

Yesterday's 2 choices

Taiyaki

Do you eat it from the head？

Do you eat it from the tail？

I eat it from the head

Was the majority！

I personally eat it from the tail 

As for the reason why、it's because you can taste the sweetness of the batter

And I like to taste that first ？！！

Fukumura Mizuki-san's graduation

Was announced。

I'm the type to get unsettled easily

But I have been able to grow、and feel safe and comfortable to do so

Thanks to the safe environment Fukumura-san has created

And I think that's just the kind of person she is 

Until autumn of next year、1 year

I want to treasure each and every moment

While continuing to progress onwards ！

Morning Musume。

72nd Single

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Happy birthday to Me!

Now on sale ！

Release commemoration

Cheki・sign・talk events will be held！

Applications are here

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COUNTDOWN JAPAN

22/23

12/29(Thu)

Morning Musume。'22 will be appearing ！

It's tomorrow！

I'm excited for it！

Hello! Project 2023 Winter

〜TWO OF US〜

Will be held！

Details are here

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2023 CALENDAR 

Morning Musume。'23

Will be released！

Details are in this blog

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〜GOOD BYE & HELLO〜

Will be held！

Details are here

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12/16 release

Scawaii! February issue

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 Today's 2 choices

Are you writing new year's cards？

Or not？

For reading until the very end

Thank you very much！

Please come by again tomorrow 

1/1　Fuji TV

Bakusho Hit Parade

Our first appearance of the new year！

As Morning Musume。'23

While London is ringing in the new year

We will be performing

2023、I hope it's a good year！

See ya

Original : https://ameblo.jp/mm-12ki/entry-12781506644.html

#miki nonaka #nonaka miki #morning musume #hello! project #chel #nonaka miki translations #blog translations #12ki #hello project #hello pro #fukuchan #fukumura mizuki #mizuki fukumura #9ki member #9ki #morning musume blog translations #hello project blog translations #graduation announcements

[homestuckoveranalysis]

Musings with Miki Here's just some... something or whatever I'm not a fanfic writer™️ idk what each term means verbatim just the vibes

Anyway:

A young woman lives her life pleasantly on most days. Most days she is going around a large and cozy building watering her plants. Every day she always checks on her furnace, to check if it needs more attention. On cold days she turns the heat on for her plants and wears and extra coat. Sometimes strangers show up at the door, looking for her. On every other Thursday it's the mailman, ready with a new package. Sometimes, though, it's the strangest of strangers. Those show up to want to take her away. They never end up doing so, and while it can be quite distressing for her the young woman always falls asleep where it is warmest- safe in her cozy building, illuminated by a soft green glow.

One night she wakes up to a peculiar sound, of feet stamping in the hallway. The doors are tight and solid steel, so who could it be? She pokes her head out a corner for a second and a second only, before swiftly ducking back and stifling her breath behind the perceived safety of a simple wall. The stamping gets louder, but only so much. Clack, clack, clack- it's nails. Claws? There's basically nobody who'd be walking on their fingers, especially not here. The little noises continue, moving past one ear and out the other. An odd breathing is there too. Heavy, pausing to sniff oh so inquiring-like. She dares not to poke her head around again until its claws start to fade out, and when she does it's a sight unseen and unnerving: A stark white wolf, large and imposing. It seems lost, or perhaps just wandering and nothing more. It glows a sickly green.

Eventually the wolf had left and your routine commenced as normal when the sun rose. Plants to be watered, furnace to be fed, spend the rest for studying, and head back down to bed.

And then as time went on less strangers showed up. Some she could spy running off. And sometimes she'd wake yet again in the night, always to something quite grisly. The wolf would visit again, bringing its findings over towards her.

The head of a caribou stag dangling above her bed The body of a puma blocking the way to the microwave The legs of a pheasant, too slobbered on to cook An entire living moose somehow in her bathroom.

All these gifts had to go. All these oddities, out to the snow. It feels so strange, this life is. Sometimes, sometimes...

Wouldn't you rather 8e asleep?

#demonstuck #homestuck au #jade harley #harley #the filthy homestuck writes #homestuck

[pesterloglog]

John Egbert, Harry Anderson Egbert, Vriska Serket, Vrissy Maryam-Lalonde, Tavros Crocker

Page 226

JOHN: you made it!

JOHN: i knew you had it in you.

HARRY: aw, thanks d-

VRISKA: Of course we made it, John.

VRISKA: It was a walk in the park!

VRISKA: I had some of my 8est moves planned out, gave them the speech of a fucking lifetime, and then they all just ran away without even TRYING to fight 8ack properly!

VRISKA: Frankly, I'm a little insulted 8y just how easy it was.

VRISKA: 8ut you must have known it would 8e a piece of gru8cake.

VRISKA: After all, we had me there.

JOHN: haha, oh vriska.

JOHN: it's nice that you're basically the same exact person you always have been.

VRISKA: You're welcome.

JOHN: honestly i'm still a little bewildered by your being here?

JOHN: but guess i'm happy to see you anyway.

JOHN: especially in a context that doesn't involve any amount of kissing a clOUCH!

VRISKA: (Not right now, you fuckhead!!!!!!!!)

JOHN: (oh, crap.)

JOHN: (sorry.)

JOHN: um, anyway.

JOHN: thanks for helping out, i guess?

JOHN: i can take it from here though.

VRISKA: 8e my guest!

JOHN: okay.

VRISKA: ::::)

JOHN: ...

JOHN: um... if you don't mind, vriska?

VRISKA: Hm?

JOHN: i'd like to talk to my son please.

VRISKA: Oh!

VRISKA: Right.

VRISKA: Sure.

VRISKA: Don't let me get in your way!

VRISKA: I'll just 8e over here, 8asking in the knowledge of a jo8 well done and plotting acts of violence.

JOHN: haha, thanks.

VRISKA: (Mutter) (mutter) limping to a respecta8le distance (mutter) (mutter) right this second (mutter) (mutter).

VRISKA: (Mum8le) (mum8le) h8 to 8leed all over your touching reunion (mum8le) (mum8le).

JOHN: sorry about that harry anderson.

JOHN: where were we.

JOHN: oh, right, your escape!

JOHN: i guess i already said, but i knew you had it in you.

HARRY: yeah, i guess so...

JOHN: i realize that it was a lot to handle though.

HARRY: you can say that again.

JOHN: it wasn't until after i hung up that i even remembered that i never gave you that strife specibus for your 16th birthday!

HARRY: oh, it's ok... vriska had a spare.

HARRY: i put my sewing scissors on it.

HARRY: it was all i really had at the time.

JOHN: haha, that sounds familiar.

JOHN: i kind of stumbled ass backwards into getting stuck with my first hammer. but after a while, i couldn't imagine having picked anything else.

JOHN: i'm sure you'll do some amazing things with it. you already did, in fact!

JOHN: i'm sure jane is feeling really butt hurt about things this very minute.

JOHN: the prankster's gambit is tipped back in our favor, that's for sure.

HARRY: haha, yeah...

HARRY: if it's alright dad,

HARRY: i don't... really wanna talk about it all that much right now?

HARRY: you're right, it was kind of a lot to go through.

JOHN: that's okay!

JOHN: we don't have to talk about that if you don't want.

JOHN: honestly, who cares about strife specibi or the pranksters gambit or whatever.

JOHN: that's not what's important.

JOHN: i'm just glad to know that you're safe.

HARRY: ...

HARRY: dad?

JOHN: yes son.

HARRY: can i ask you a question?

JOHN: anything son.

HARRY: ok, cool.

HARRY: so...

HARRY: how come you're wearing that... thing?

JOHN: thing?

HARRY: you know.

HARRY: the windsock.

HARRY: i thought it was busy getting eaten by moths in a museum or something.

HARRY: please don't tell me you broke in there just to get it back.

JOHN: oh!

JOHN: oh haha, the god tier outfit.

JOHN: don't worry, i can just sort of manifest this whenever i want.

JOHN: although now that you mention it, the guys at the museum will probably be wondering where it went.

JOHN: or... maybe it's still there? to be honest, i have no idea whether this is the same outfit.

JOHN: i don't think it follows the same laws of physics and stuff that normal clothing does?

JOHN: they are just your basic magic pajamas at the end of the day.

HARRY: and it didn't occur to you to, y'know, magic them any bigger?

HARRY: you just look like, well, a grown adult wearing clothes for a kid.

HARRY: it's kind of embarrassing to look at...

JOHN: blargh, you're right.

JOHN: i admit, i didn't give it a whole lot of thought.

JOHN: it just felt like the right thing to put on at the time.

HARRY: i'm pretty sure no such time has ever existed.

JOHN: i don't BELIEVE this.

JOHN: what have i EVER done to deserve such cruelty from my own son.

HARRY: lmao.

JOHN: hehe.

JOHN: i guess you're right, though.

JOHN: this old thing is pretty uncomfortable in a lot of ways.

JOHN: hm...

JOHN: when we get a moment, maybe the two of us could brainstorm a redesign?

JOHN: no pressure though.

HARRY: !!!

JOHN: have a think about it, anyway.

JOHN: in the meantime, i need to go have a quick word with the other vriska.

VRISSY: Vrissy.

JOHN: oh.

JOHN: right.

JOHN: vrissy, sorry.

JOHN: hello there.

JOHN: i guess you were listening to all that?

VRISSY: Not really.

VRISSY: I just have a sense of hearing that's Particularly 8ttuned to the sound of Other People t8lking a8out me.

VRISSY: Or... well, I did until Recently.

JOHN: haha, i bet it's been a bit strange having the original vriska around.

JOHN: i will say that it is very confusing having both of you in the same place at once!

JOHN: oh man...

JOHN: now that i think about it...

HARRY: (dad...)

JOHN: this feels like the perfect conditions for some identical twin type shenanigans.

JOHN: like in the parent trap or something!

JOHN: i'm not sure how either of you would feel about being played by lindsay lohan though.

HARRY: (oh my goddddddd kill me now)

JOHN: but anyway, vrissy.

JOHN: your moms called me a while ago. they sounded very worried that you weren't answering your phone.

VRISSY: O8viously.

VRISSY: I was 8usy!

JOHN: well, anyway, they're on their way here. jade is coming too.

JOHN: they should arrive any minute.

VRISSY: Oh you're kidding.

TAVROS: (H, here they come now,,,)

TAVROS: (I can see them,,, over there,,,)

VRISSY: Uuuuuuuugggggggghhhhhhhh.

#homestuck #homestuck^2 #john egbert #harry anderson egbert #vriska serket #vrissy maryam lalonde #tavros crocker #homestuck^2 act 1 #page 226

[arachnidsgirth]

:33))))) < I S-SHAUUID SSSIIUUT! SIT! SJIT! SOT! >:(

Hehehehe I know I know I'm just fucking with you cat nerd! May8e try not 8eing forced to lisp everything out 8y your fat face and neck. Five chins now so my money is safe~

[num8skull]

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I just want to protect you. I just want to help you with anything you need help with. I know I'm 8ad at it and that I'm doing it selfishly, 8ut I wish you'd stop getting so mad at me for trying. 8ecause I'm really fucking trying. Moreover, I wish you'd stand up for yourself for fucking once!!!!!!!!

-

We've only 8een doing things for a little 8it 8ut I've 8een having a lot of fun. We should do more stuff together! May8e my place next time? I swear I wont cook anything. I swear I'll find something 8etter to watch, too!

-

I hope I don't disappoint you 8ut I know I pro8a8ly do.

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You're a fucking asshole and I wish I didn't like you as much as I do. Get over yourself.

-

Y'know, you're pro8a8ly dead, or at the very least you don't want to talk to me anymore, 8ut I really miss you. We were that close to making it, weren't we? If only we hadn't 8een so 8usy with every8ody else may8e we would've kept each other around.

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I haven't forgotten. I'm going to kill you. I hope you never feel safe anywhere ever again. You almost killed all of us, it's unforgiva8le. I hope you're as scared as you ought to 8e. You weren't a total idiot, so you pro8a8ly are. Good.

-

Where did you go? We were hitting it off so well. Come 8ack.

#Ask meme.

[cornflowercanine]

the tl dr of my vriska meta is she connects doing 8ig dramatic awful shit with safety and life 8c spidermom stuff, and thinks that if shes Cool and 8adass and Unafraid enough she'll 8e A8le to handle all the 8ig dramatic awful stuff (murdering) (she cant) and then doc scratch going youre going to kill ppl and 8e a monster whether you like it or not (lying) uhhh made it worse and she ended up in a cycle of "oh god i have to 8e 8ig 8ad and dramatic to live" "no w8 may8e 8eing 8ig 8ad and dramatic isnt terri8le im just not trying hard enough" "8ut w8 i still have friends and want them to like me and this all still f33ls 8ad" that continues until she either 8ecomes (vriska) or gets sucked into a 8lack hole

#clove rambles #her shtick with Relevence is a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge thing in my head wrt Her #and im thinking a little 8it a8t her Heroism thing just now; may8e it was just the 'I HAVE TO 8E DRAMATIC OR I DIE' shit #pattern showing up in other places in her life; 'i have to do 8ig grand gruesome 8ut honora8le 8y alternias idea of honora8le #things FIRST and THEN my friends and ppl at large will s33 how hard i tried and idolize and love me and then ill 8e safe' #'like emotionally/socially' IDK its several hours past my 8edtime and i have a headache :P #8ut whenever im thinking a8t Why Did Vriska Serket Do That 8ad Thing In Homestuck?! #it p much always 8oils down to cuz she ties 8ad dramatic shit and just Cosmically Unignora8le; or in other words; Relevence; #with safety and affirming she'll live a little longer and 8eing valued in her society and 8y other ppl idk #note to self think a8t correl8ion 8etw33n her 'killing makes me safe' 'killing makes me cool and 8adass and i just have to try harder' #and 'you HAVE to kill on alternia and [convo she had w june after killing tavros]' #some other time #and uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah points at text post a8ofe zzzzzzz #i have lots and lots and lots and lots to say a8t this topic #the topic 8eing Why Does Vriska Do That? #cool char #i think a8t her 8egging aradia to h8 her so she has something to forgive her for when she gives her her ro8o 8ody and they can 8e friends #and that right after 8linding terezi while she was 8l33ding out she was like 'well we're even we can 8e friends again right? #if you ever liked me? do you have any new flarp campaign ideas? i like playing with you' #(i think its kinda similar to the pesterlog 8efore s terezi remem8er? 8ut on vriskas side; cuz neither of them expected the other #to s33 what they were saying and they were just Talking) #(cept vriska has all her walls up and shes just like... laying across them instead of hiding 8ehind em) #and just ahhhhh. i think a8t her outright saying to (vriska)s face that her 8eing happy is selfish #and what that implies a8t her Her #and i think a8t her cooper8ing w making doomsday devices 8c 'as far as youre concerned the world cant end soon enough' #and just 8ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. :P vriskas a 8ad person 8ut a gr8 character #im going to sl33p now XD

[captain-vrisrezi]

You have basically gone completely off the deep end in every way.

You have officially gone grimdark.

#invaderstuck #invader zim #iz dib #dib membrane #izstuck #eye horror #kind of #just to 8e on the safe side #grimdark!dib #mage of light #neph art