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[id: a black, white, and red pencil drawing of Vriska Serket, as a vampire, appearing human aside from fangs, standing in front of a mirror above a sink, grimacing and aggressively pulling all of her hair to the left side of her head, poised to cut the hair significantly shorter with a pair of red scissors. She appears unhealthily underweight, and is scarred on the right side of her face and across her forearm. The scars are the same color red as the scissors. The drawing is from the perspective of her looking into the mirror.]
She didn't have the keys to Dave's apartment, but she was a fucking vampire. Locks were for mortals. Hell, so were doors, stairs, and anything else.
In two breaths she was launching herself upwards, hands extended like claws, cloak fluttering behind her. She barely touched down against the wall of the building before she was moving again, shoving off and up with her feet, yanking herself upward with her hands, grasping a windowsill of the first floor above the lobby. Below, she could hear shouts of surprise, her name being called, but she ignored it. She couldn't talk about this. She just couldn't. She focused on the wind whistling past, on the flow of momentum with each leap, the empty air and the exhilarating danger that came with it as she launched herself towards her next foothold. She paid no mind to the startled faces of the occupants whose windows she was scaling, keeping her attention on how far upward each leap could bring her, on how many more windows stood between her and her destination.
In no time at all, she was perched on Dave's bedroom window, slowly wiggling it upward enough for her to slip inside. He'd fed the birds this morning and forgotten to lock it, which was lucky for her. The magical protections that sealed the window shut had something to do with the lock, she wasn't really sure what but she'd already figured out that she couldn't unlock the window herself, Dave had to physically do it.
Once inside his room, she took off the sun cloak, shoving it in the drawer next to the rain cloak Kanaya had given her on that first day. She sighed, kicking off her shoes and running her fingers through her hair. She needed action. She shouldn't just wait around for them to come up here and keep asking questions.
She rooted around in Dave's desk until she found a pair of scissors, then grabbed a change of clothes and headed to the bathroom. Might as well do something about her hair.
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Submission Showcase #01
Hello hello! Hope you're recovering from last 4/13 well! It's me again with some lovely works to show you today!
Here's a little showcase below of several submissions you've sent to us! Thanks for your time you took to submit them to us, and apologies for the delay! -elusive Featuring: @flwr-venus Team Timesync (@cloutchase) @madam-melon-meow @arealpeople
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POV: You are on a coffee date with Dave
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Eridan cleared his throat.
"Hella Jeff?" 
"Uhuh," Dave glanced up, then back down at his phone. "Sweet Bro, too. Here." He turned his phone around and held it out to Eridan.
On Dave's phone was a an extremely grotesque and crudely drawn comic, in which two characters, which Eridan could only assume was "Sweet Bro" and "Hella Jeff" engaged in the Charlie Brown football gag, complete with the entire Peanuts strip hyper-compressed in the middle of it, terminating with the red-clad man being minced by helicopter blades. Eridan nodded slowly, parsing it.
"I get it." Eridan said, after taking another moment to think.
"You do?" Dave asked, sounding genuinely surprised.
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"What are they talking about, now?" Kanaya whispered to Vriska, watching from across the coffeeshop.
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Happy 4/13! Eridan and Dave go on a date! What could possibly go wrong?
In other news, John is totally oblivious to his best bro’s love life, because he’s learning magic!
Also, meowrails, because why not?
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The Good, The Bad, and The Alternative: a homestuck fanfiction. Chapter 34, an excerpt:
"Well, that sounds better than no plan, I suppose," Kanaya agreed. "We'll take a table far enough away that you don't feel like we're hovering."
"And we'll keep an eye out for you going mister cool guy mode if you flub too many open and honest type behaviors," Vriska added.
"Goddamnit, you were eavesdropping." Dave sighed, swinging his legs up so he could sit on the counter sideways, able to see both of them. "Was there any part of this convo that actually stayed private?"
"I could lie if it makes you feel better," Vriska said, shoving her hand in her jeans pocket. She pulled out a crumbled fifty-dollar bill. "Is this enough to cover these clothes? Walmart shirts are fine for casual wear, but if I look super schlubby, I'll stand out more."
"Hmm, I think that works out to just enough," Kanaya lied, taking the proffered fifty. She grabbed the security magnet remover from behind the counter. "Dave, can you help her get the tags off?"
"Nah, she's being hella shady." He refused the proffered tool. "Vriska, you're not gonna go gossiping to John about my tragicomic ass behavior, are you?"
"Depends," she replied, idly fiddling with the magnet on her tank top. Casually, she added, "how sure are we that Jade isn't a succubus?"
Kanaya sputtered. "What?"
"Seconded. What?" Dave chimed in.
"Wellllllll, the logic seems pretty obvious to me." Vriska cleared her throat, flicking the security tag onto the counter, which she'd apparently worked free without the magnet remover. She looked up at Kanaya, addressing her directly. "So, picture this. John and I are making cupcakes, right? John's in this cute ruffled apron with flowers on it. Some banter ensues- Dave calls him a housewife, John threatens to withhold the goods if he doesn't quit the jokes, and next thing I know, Dave is literally begging on his knees, hands clasped like a groveling peasant as he praises John's skills."
Dave groaned in embarrassment. "I swear it sounded better in my head as I was doing it."
"Psh, I bet." Vriska waggled her eyebrows. "So. He crawls in close, like just barely out of dick-sucking range, and then they just stare at each other, leaving me smelling way too much information about the direction their thoughts were wandering. John's dad was in the room and the dude totally forgot, his pupils were blown like he was on ecstasy. Absolutely atrocious, he's lucky humans can't smell or see that kind of detail from the other side of the room." 
"Dude, no, he was just staring at my antics. He's straight." Dave shook his head. 
"Do you need me to spell out exactly what I was smelling?" Vriska asked incredulously, whipping her head around to stare at Dave. "Maybe he's just so fucking drawn in by your cool guy shtick that he thinks you're the straight one, so he isn't talking flirty or whatever. But the body keeps the score on that kind of stuff, and he can't hide the reactions happening underneath the skin." 
"But what does that have to do with Jade?" Kanaya asked, trying to draw Vriska's intensity back in her direction. 
"Oh, just that John's first favorite subject was Dave, pre-party. They did that whole rap thing against Tavros and Gamzee, I thought they were two, maybe three drinks away from a successful maneuver on the dance floor. But then Jade shows up, and suddenly John is-" Vriska crossed her pointer and middle finger. "Like this with her for the rest of the party, even though Dave nearly got his brain melted. It was fucking weird . Then he doesn't even stop by to say hi to us, not one, but two days in a row, because he's too busy in the morning getting ready to hang out with Jade? Makes me think, maybe she's pulling some heavy seduction magic."
For a moment, the trio were silent, absorbing Vriska's words.
"Are you a conspiracy theorist? Genuinely asking," Dave said, crossing his arms.
Do you think Vriska is blowing things out of proportion? Read on to find out!
The Good, The Bad, and The Alternative (449733 words) by Madam_Melon_Meow, sarcasticcelery Chapters: 34/? Fandom: Homestuck Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Nepeta Leijon/Equius Zahhak, Sollux Captor/Aradia Megido, Eridan Ampora & Feferi Peixes, Kanaya Maryam & Dave Strider, Rose Lalonde & Rose's Mom | Beta Roxy Lalonde, Dave's Bro | Beta Dirk Strider & Dave Strider, Beta Kids & Beta Trolls, Jade Harley & Rose's Mom | Beta Roxy Lalonde, Dad Egbert & John Egbert, Kanaya Maryam/Vriska Serket, Eridan Ampora/Dave Strider Characters: John Egbert, Rose Lalonde, Dave Strider, Jade Harley, Becquerel (Homestuck), Kanaya Maryam, Vriska Serket, Karkat Vantas, Terezi Pyrope, Aradia Megido, Tavros Nitram, Sollux Captor, Gamzee Makara, Eridan Ampora, Feferi Peixes, Nepeta Leijon, Equius Zahhak, Virgin Mother Grub (Homestuck), Vriska's Lusus, Gl'bgolyb (Homestuck), Dad Egbert, Rose's Mom | Beta Roxy Lalonde, Dave's Bro | Beta Dirk Strider, Aurthour (Homestuck), The Condesce (Homestuck), Serenity (Homestuck) Additional Tags: inspired by Kim Harrison’s The Hollows, Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, Humanstuck, Alternate Universe - No Sburb Session, Human Lusii (Homestuck), Alternate Universe - Post-Apocalypse, Demigods, Vampires, multi POV: all beta trolls & humans, The Horrorterrors (Homestuck), Non-Abusive Dave's Bro | Beta Dirk Strider, Long Lost/Secret Relatives, Violence, Magic, Aged-Up Character(s), the kids and trolls range between 16 and 20, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Vriska Serket has PTSD, Memory Loss, Scars, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Plot Twists, Unreliable Narrator, Rose Lalonde and Dave Strider Are Not Related, Skaianet Laboratories, beta guardians are not alpha kids and troll parents are not ancestors, monsterstuck, Break Up, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Ship Tags Will Update As They Become Relevant, Good Person Gamzee Makara, Suicide Attempt by Proxy, Dissociation, Victim Blaming, Abusive Parents, sexually active teenagers, Underage Drinking Series: Part 1 of Monsterstuck: Suburban Catastrophe Summary: Three years ago, on John Egbert's birthday, the world ended. Three years ago, Jade Harley and Vriska Serket vanished alongside billions of others. Three years ago, the apocalypse arrived, transforming everything and revealing much that was hidden to those who remained. Three years ago, the meteors (mostly!) missed Houston, and that's where John's headed today. In Houston, Rose Lalonde searches for washed-up traces of magic, warily overseen by Kanaya and her old friend Dave. In Texas, the newly dubbed "alternatives" maintain a newfound alliance with the humans they saved--and a wary truce with the Hunter forces that once kept all these creatures of fable and fairytale a secret from the world of man. And here, in Houston, the world is about to change once again. An urban fantasy monsterstuck AU featuring the beta kids, beta trolls, and their guardians. Updates every other Saturday!
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The warm wind of a promising summer tumbled across and around the overpass; the monument of civil engineering scythed to the horizon over vacant lots and broken brick buildings, the souls of unsmoked cigarettes still lingering within- waiting for the ones who put up those unlit neon signs in the windows to return. The highway formed a skeletal wall between the Second and Third wards of Houston, though those weren't their names- not anymore. In the shadow cast by the asphalt serpent, a lone aura stalked, taking shelter from the bladed wings of the dusk's light. 
Future Lieutenant Detective Terezi McCoy had a hard enough time seeing as it was, without the death throes of a May day glaring in her vision. But soon the cold sapphire night would fall, and the sightless would no longer be an exception. Her cane tapped and scrabbled across the uneven sidewalk, the rough surface and spidering fractures like a scab that begged to be picked.
Why was she out here? Putting her neck on the line for a city that couldn't give a damn about her? Well, that was a long story.
The chief was a good man- too much of a good man. Too honest, too hopeful. Karkat's skin was rock, but his heart bled like a damn stuck pig. He was too busy guarding the line between the light and the shadows, he couldn't see what was lurking- what was building within them. Change was in the air, and it reeked of iron and sand.
That's where she came in. Where she should come in. And tonight was going to prove it.
The wyrm was gonna turn.
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"Yes." Karkat said, crossing his arms. "From what I've gathered from Kanaya and Jade, Rose won't be giving up any time soon. " He eyed Rose over, before sniffing and looking back at her mother. "And every single magic contact I have tells me that unguided research is the unimpeachably best fucking way to keep letting people get hurt. So it's either that ," he held one palm open, "or we give Rose to someone who will actually take care of her."
Rose suddenly smelled ozone filling the room. Though her mother hadn't moved, she could see loose strands of her hair start floating. The fluorescent bulbs overhead flickered for just a moment, the glow they cast taking on a pinkish tinge.
When her mother spoke, her voice was chilling.
"And, little elder," she pushed her glass on the table to the side, out from between her and Karkat, "just how do you think you'll be able to take my daughter from me."
As her Mother slid the glass, Rose saw tiny white fractures run up the stem and across the surface, like a branching lightning bolt etching itself into the glass. She saw Karkat swallow, and Feferi's eyes darting around the room, as though looking for an escape.
Karkat opened his mouth. Rose was certain he was about to say something that would put him in an early grave. She spoke, for once, without thinking.
"I'd go with them."
Everyone's eyes turned on her.
Beside her, Jade looked horrified. Perhaps even some measure of betrayal was in her expression.
Karkat's mouth hung open, whatever he was about to say dead on his lips. Feferi's eyes were wide, the colors in them spinning wildly.
And her mother...
Rose's mother was looking at her. Not at the middle distance behind her, not turned away and speaking over busied actions. At her.
Her mother's eyes were a lighter pink than she remembered, shimmering like pink quartz. 
Why are Karkat and Feferi trying to take Rose away from her Mom? Is Rose going to go with them? What is Mom going to do about it? Find out!:
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Hello friends. We upd8ed. Sorry for the delay we got sick. We’ll make some pretty promo posts tmrw.
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Thank you @orangestorapples for this beautiful commission of a scene from chapter 9 of our fic! [context below the cut, link in the reblogs]
Bro pulled Vriska over his shoulder, slamming her into the ground on her back. She gasped, staggered, as the breath was knocked from her lungs, and didn't have time to recover before Bro turned into a blur of speed, and appeared over Kanaya, sword raised.
Kanaya had pulled a leg from the body bag, and looked up from her crouch just as the hunter's swing arced towards her.
In slow motion, John heard Rose cry out, and the flash of steel reached its end point.
Only… its end point wasn't past Kanaya, didn't leave a yawning cut or severed limb in its wake.
It was halted - Kanaya's hand was raised, gripping the blade. More green and red dripped from where the blade must have cut, but her arm held, shaking. The hunter's arms shook as well, the strength he put into the strike frozen- and outmatched .
Kanaya stood up, still gripping the blade. Her torso had almost finished filling in, and there was a void look on her face.
She sharply twisted her arm, and the blade twisted- then shattered.
Bro had maintained his grip on the sword despite the twist, and was sent rolling a short distance away, swiftly springing to his feet. He frowned at the bladeless hilt in his hand.
"Kanaya! Stop!" John yelled, trying to get her attention. He waved his good arm up and down frantically. She turned, looking at him with that blank yellow stare.
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Thank you @orangestorapples for this beautiful commission of a scene from chapter 9 of our fic! [context below the cut, link in the reblogs]
Bro pulled Vriska over his shoulder, slamming her into the ground on her back. She gasped, staggered, as the breath was knocked from her lungs, and didn't have time to recover before Bro turned into a blur of speed, and appeared over Kanaya, sword raised.
Kanaya had pulled a leg from the body bag, and looked up from her crouch just as the hunter's swing arced towards her.
In slow motion, John heard Rose cry out, and the flash of steel reached its end point.
Only… its end point wasn't past Kanaya, didn't leave a yawning cut or severed limb in its wake.
It was halted - Kanaya's hand was raised, gripping the blade. More green and red dripped from where the blade must have cut, but her arm held, shaking. The hunter's arms shook as well, the strength he put into the strike frozen- and outmatched .
Kanaya stood up, still gripping the blade. Her torso had almost finished filling in, and there was a void look on her face.
She sharply twisted her arm, and the blade twisted- then shattered.
Bro had maintained his grip on the sword despite the twist, and was sent rolling a short distance away, swiftly springing to his feet. He frowned at the bladeless hilt in his hand.
"Kanaya! Stop!" John yelled, trying to get her attention. He waved his good arm up and down frantically. She turned, looking at him with that blank yellow stare.
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The dragon was, Karkat thought, a bit of a spaz, but he found it charming. He gave her a moment to laugh herself out, storing the quarters in his utility pack. When she stopped laughing, he tried to regain control of the conversation.
“Seriously, are you ready? Where’s your cane?” He made a show of looking around, knowing he wouldn’t see it.
It was probably in her hoard, a tiny old van that she ripped the back seats out of, packed messily with all her contents- currently parked on top of his bridge. Terezi shrugged.
“I forgot to grab it. I’ll meet you on the sidewalk.” Before Karkat could protest, or suggest they simply walk up together, Terezi had rolled her shoulders and transformed. It was dazzling to watch, as her magic raced over her pale skin in a wash of blue light, scales shimmering into existence as her form shifted, pulling into itself.
Her limbs twisted and shortened, her face grew a snout, her hair disappeared. Her clothes took on the color of her magic as well, revealing themselves to be just as illusory as her human form. The light grew brighter, filling Karkat’s vision, forcing him to turn away for a moment. When he looked back, the transformation was complete.
Terezi must have known he was staring, admiring her “Oklahoma collared lizard” inspired coloration, because she visibly preened for a few moments, as what little spots of light filtered through the clouds danced upon her scales. She then spread those bright wings wide and launched herself in the air, leaving Karkat to walk up to meet her.
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The dragon was, Karkat thought, a bit of a spaz, but he found it charming. He gave her a moment to laugh herself out, storing the quarters in his utility pack. When she stopped laughing, he tried to regain control of the conversation.
“Seriously, are you ready? Where’s your cane?” He made a show of looking around, knowing he wouldn’t see it.
It was probably in her hoard, a tiny old van that she ripped the back seats out of, packed messily with all her contents- currently parked on top of his bridge. Terezi shrugged.
“I forgot to grab it. I’ll meet you on the sidewalk.” Before Karkat could protest, or suggest they simply walk up together, Terezi had rolled her shoulders and transformed. It was dazzling to watch, as her magic raced over her pale skin in a wash of blue light, scales shimmering into existence as her form shifted, pulling into itself.
Her limbs twisted and shortened, her face grew a snout, her hair disappeared. Her clothes took on the color of her magic as well, revealing themselves to be just as illusory as her human form. The light grew brighter, filling Karkat’s vision, forcing him to turn away for a moment. When he looked back, the transformation was complete.
Terezi must have known he was staring, admiring her “Oklahoma collared lizard” inspired coloration, because she visibly preened for a few moments, as what little spots of light filtered through the clouds danced upon her scales. She then spread those bright wings wide and launched herself in the air, leaving Karkat to walk up to meet her.
Thank you @horsesbones for this beautiful fanart of Terezi from our fanfic! Link to the fic in the reblogs
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Link to this chapter- reminder we are back to posting every other week!
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The vampire was managing to continue moving at a decent clip despite his flashstep, and she even turned her head back, eyes widening as she saw him catching up.
He allowed himself a smirk, trying to ignore the feeling of a tension headache building up behind his eyes.
Maybe catching this vampire would even make up for them sneaking out tonight.
He saw her outlined in his vision, like God or someone was shining a light down on his prey, telling him this was the righteous, just course of action wait no that's a pair of headlights.
Dave had only a second to react, throwing himself onto the sidewalk. He tried to catch himself in a roll, but he was just going too damn fast. He rolled once, twice, then slammed his chin down on the concrete.
Ouch.
Simultaneously, he heard a brutally loud wham of metal hitting something fleshy, and an undignified wail that sounded like its source was sent flying back a few dozen feet.
Dave blinked the stars out of his vision and stood up. Sure fucking enough, there was John's car, Vriska in the driver's seat looking much too gleeful, and a huge dent in the front bumper.
"Get fucked !" he heard, muted through the car windows.
Did Vriska just commit vehicular homicide? What's a vampire doing in Houston? Link to fic in reblogs! art by @arealpeople
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The vampire was managing to continue moving at a decent clip despite his flashstep, and she even turned her head back, eyes widening as she saw him catching up.
He allowed himself a smirk, trying to ignore the feeling of a tension headache building up behind his eyes.
Maybe catching this vampire would even make up for them sneaking out tonight.
He saw her outlined in his vision, like God or someone was shining a light down on his prey, telling him this was the righteous, just course of action wait no that's a pair of headlights.
Dave had only a second to react, throwing himself onto the sidewalk. He tried to catch himself in a roll, but he was just going too damn fast. He rolled once, twice, then slammed his chin down on the concrete.
Ouch.
Simultaneously, he heard a brutally loud wham of metal hitting something fleshy, and an undignified wail that sounded like its source was sent flying back a few dozen feet.
Dave blinked the stars out of his vision and stood up. Sure fucking enough, there was John's car, Vriska in the driver's seat looking much too gleeful, and a huge dent in the front bumper.
"Get fucked !" he heard, muted through the car windows.
Did Vriska just commit vehicular homicide? What's a vampire doing in Houston? Link to fic in reblogs! art by @arealpeople
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Ur fic is an entire mammoth and I luv it
Thank you so much! We are having a fucking blast. My personal philosophy is it will take as long as it takes to tell our story, which has led to some pretty wild chapter lengths! We hope you continue to enjoy reading our fic as much as we do writing it!
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we're back! expect promo posting in the AM
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