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cure-typhoon · 5 months

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please please please talk more about the beta troll’s friendship 🙏

You have summoned me in my favorite subject: 🎉🎉🎉🎉 FRIENDSHIP!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉 Take a sit because this is going to be long, so long i may end up dividing into different posts!

Okey so sadly we don't have a lot of info of the full group dynamic besides some clues and what we know is them literally at their worst thinking they we're going to die in a meteor,after a full one month campaign in the game they had won yet was taken from them being chased by an undefeatable enemy that destroyed their planets and probably their lusus too. And at the end three of them going on a rampage and killing the rest of the team

So not the most reliable info of how their normal dynamic as a friendgroup would be, but tbh it could never be "healthy friendgroup" in a human sense because, well, they live in Alternia.

But even in hell, the flower of friendship can blossom, so lets talk about the fucked up friendship between these kids:

We know little about how their friendship started, contrary with the Beta Kids that we know because of June's birthday presente for Jade arriving in the past to young Jade with her pesterchum and her probably looking at the clouds in Prospit and seeing there the pesterchum of Rose and Dave following suit

Because the Beta Trolls are a much bigger group and we dont really know if they actually celebrate their wriggling days, as none of the trolls mentioned it but it could also be in part because of Karkat's disdain for the celebration or them maybe not knowing because he is a very private kid after all

Maybe Kanaya was the first troll that befriended all of them, like Jade was and both of them being the assigned Space player of their group and the first ones to wake in Prospit, but i also doubt that considered she didnt went through the birthday gift shenanigan that young Jade went through

So what most likely happened: The trolls who we're closest to eachother (Equius and Vriska, Eridan and Feferi, Aradia and Tavros, Terezi and Vriska* (not totally sure about that one) and maybe Sollux and Aradia/Feferi) befriended eachother first and meet the rest (Karkat, Nepeta, Gamzee, Kanaya) online and just shared their info between eachother.

I honestly wonder who thought of the idea of all sharing their Trollian between eachother, maybe Feferi? maybe it just happened overtime? but what matters right now is the

F R I E N D S H I P

So today we will talk about the underrated friendships between the group

Starting with Aradia and Tavros! Both members of Team Charge, i see very few people talk about them as friends even though they were obviously very close considering they we're part of a Flarp campaign together.

Both seem to match pretty well personality wise, both adventurous and wanting to have fun in the game, Aradia knows that Tavros picked a hard class for himself yet she still encourages him and tries to cheer him on and advice him in the case of Vriska trying to get under his skin.

When Vriska starts to surrond him, she tries to communicate with her first, but sadly she and terezi where distracted by Doc Scratch, so he gets paralized

Side note: After Aradia and Terezi, his third option for asking for help is Karkat, which is...interesting, they dont talk a lot but when they do its Tavros trying to get advice/help from him (2 out of 3 convos), so either Karkat and Tavros have more convos besides the ones showed (very likely) or Karkat just having a reputation of helping with issues that he is the first one who comes to Tavros's mind

also Karkat calling him bro is so fucking funny cdbhd, idk if its sarcasm or if its genuine like with Eridan but he seems worried for a little before going on a rant about how stupid this is, only to come back trying to advice him to do this in private (also he winks at him as GTavrossprite but thats smt for the Tavkat shippers)

Anyway, back to Aradia, after her death we dont know about their relationship that much, we know that the whole reason that this whole revenge cycle was because Aradia wanted to avenge Tavros

But after her death, we don't know if they talk or if Tavros even knows she is dead, as it was mostly secret that only Sollux, Vriska, Terezi and Equius seem to know,

What we know is that Aradia keeps Tavros close to her heart, as the only reason she didnt straight up kill Vriska is

Because he was there to see it

And thats all the info we have of their relationship while Aradia was a robot, is more than likely Tavros confronted Vriska (besides creating Bec Noir) because Aradiabot had just exploded and he was blaming her for that too (especulation)

Their post-death/revival shows them having the same relationship pre-aradia's death, after they find eachother in the afterlife

Theyre big pals :)

Staying with Tavros, another friendship people dont seem to talk a lot about is Kanaya and Tavros, which tbh, we dont have a conversation on screen between them, but we know they talk and Kanaya tries to mediate to help him when Vriska is bullying him

And also, even after she cut Vriska out because of the whole ''Having a crush on her but finding out she has a crush on Tavros'' (probably because she was sulking) she seems to have a fine relationship with Tavros, as she made a Tinkerbull plushie for him

To other friendships, Kanaya and Feferi! Another group of trolls with very few coversations, but we can easily tell in those that they cared for eachother

They have a lot in common, being of the few trolls who woked up in their moons before the game, having a huge responsability as their lusus can either kill or revive their entire civilization, being in a unhappy moiralliagance (with their cases kinda mirroring eachother, with Feferi not wanting to be in any quadrants while Eridan wants to change them, while Kanaya wants to change quadrants while Vriska seems to be fine with where they are) and knowing their lusus were going to die when they were 13

Feferi and Kanaya seem to have very a similar relationship as Karkat and Eridan, where they advise eachother about their moirals + possible romantic relationships. And their very contrasting personalities helps them balance eachother out

Feferi is even comfortable enough to invite Kanaya to the horn pile and knowing Kanaya's expressions enough to guess that she is nervous about coming off as meddling with them

After Feferi gets killed off, Kanaya is already ready to attack, only waiting to see what Eridan is planning to do, attack her first or trying to escape

If it weren't for Kanaya distracting herself with the matriorb, and Eridan inmediately picking on this opportunity

To piss her off enough to set her off and attack him first

So she is an easier target that he can kill her off without a fight

Speaking about this two, next time we will to talk about the complicated (annoying) friendship between these two, why next time? because this post is already getting to fucking long!

Come here for Part 2 -> Here! (when its done this will get updated with a link lol)

#i need to name this saga as it will be multiple posts #The unspoken friendships #good enough ig #homestuck #beta trolls #aradia megido #tavros nitram #kanaya maryam #feferi peixes #eridan ampora #karkat vantas #jade harley

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palestporn · 7 months

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Gamzee: Get fucking rudenasty about it

Today's been a shitshow, and it's well past noon, and there's a ghost in your head and a terrible and ancient motherfucking destiny leaning on you...and there's fuck-all you can do about any of that, so instead you scoot over at the second-biggest deal in the empire and put a palm on the back of his neck to squeeze a little.

"Oh, uh," says the Second Coming.

"Think you could do to sleep before sunrise," you say down close by his ear, and give his neck a squeeze, to see if he pops you one. He goes all red again instead, so that seems good. When you get your other hand on his hot cheek he won't let you turn him to look at you, but he doesn't slap you away either, working his claws on nothing. "...You got a back full of knots and an ache in your horns, and I got hands and nothing but time, motherfucker. Put the two together we might just make some miracles happen."

"Ha!" says Karkat, high and harsh, which would make you feel like the dumbest and clumsiest motherfucker if there wasn't half a eager chirp on the noise. When you take your hand back away again, he leans after it fast and then pretends like he was stretching, and then shivers when you put it back on him. Glances over at where his ancestor's still scolding at nothing, and quiets down to half whispering. "You don't have to kiss my ass about stuff. It's great when you're, fucking, six sweeps old and you think you're gonna save the universe, but. If that's what you're doing, you can stop. But..if that's not what you're doing, then, I guess--"

He looks up past you and breaks off, raises up his voice to growl. "...What? Fuck off."

The emperor is looking at the both of you when you look up, and you recall all at once where you're at and what's up and who you're talking to, and what the rest of the conciliatrium would scold at you if they heard you getting fresh with the Second Coming after all their lessons on keeping your salty mouth sweet and sober. You sit straight and put your fronds back in your own business again.

"Shit, KK," says Sollux, who started pretty far down your list of people you were chill with, and is getting his jump on up it. "Get some."

The emperor says, "You do understand that the consortium was just...the most well-insulated place I could hive you?" Like he thinks you're doing some wack shit out of nowhere or something. "You're not obligated to act like one of the consorts."

For once this heretic motherfucker speaks some damned sense, growls your ancestor in your ear. If you won't cull these mutant aberrations at least restrain yourself from playing pile-pet to some loud-mouth stripling rabble-rouser.

"...I mean, nah, bro," you say, and see the emperor cock a brow at you and say "I mean, motherfucker--uh. I mean. Sir? Only it's like. I'm only not a conciliatrix on account I got no moirail because some crusty old motherfucker I guess I share face with had negative fuckin' game--"

Don't you speak on my motherfucking GAME, says your ancestor, insulted at you. I pulled like you wouldn't fucking believe, you mouthy little shit.

"--But I got the training and everything," you say, and look at Karkat, hoping. "If some motherfucker might like me better."

The emperor looks still like he has more to say about all that, but Karkat squares up his shoulders and lowers his horns again, that way he stands sometimes that means let's get this motherfucker done. "Good," he says, "Great. Well, so, let's just--go fucking figure some shit out!" He stands up, brushes himself down, straightens up his little hanging gold-and-jewels crown. "Your place, or mine?" he says, bossy, and only goes a little bit red about it.

Gamzee: His place, or yours?

==> The Imperial Hive-Suite ==> The Imperial Conciliatrium

[START OVER]

#CYOA: Imperial Favor #y'all knew exactly what you wanted with this one huh lmao #just a perfect ascending order from most polite to most handsy #Y'ALL KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ON THIS BLOG FOR

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yanderes-galore · 10 months

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your taking homestuck requests? literally so happy rn,, can I request basic yandere hcs for sollux?

I can try! I just decided to keep the quadrant vague since it was not specified so I hope that's fine! I hope I wrote him right :(

Yandere! Sollux Captor Concept

Pairing: Matesprit ❤️/Moirail♦️/Kismesis ♠️ (Mentioned at times but focuses on red/pale)

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Vague yandere intention, Protective/Possessive behavior, Stalking, Violence, Attempted murder implied, Jealousy.

Sollux is introverted and one of the more serious characters.

His demeanor changes throughout the story but I think I'll focus on basic Sollux.

His theme heavily shows duality, being able to see present and future and he's even bipolar based on what I've read.

Sollux is another troll that would struggle forming any sort of quadrant with a human, but it isn't impossible.

He'd have an easier time and a quicker obsession with a troll darling but even then he prefers to stay away from others at times due to his nature.

Sollux is smart and very skilled in being a hacker and proves powerful with psionics like most Goldbloods.

Despite this he feels he isn't good enough with it, due to having a self-depreciating nature.

Sollux may even be impulsive in his obsession despite trying to think things through.

Sollux may get along with someone who is his friend despite everything, his obsession may be someone who helps him improve despite his flaws.

When it comes to what quadrant his obsession falls into his behavior is similar despite his intentions.

An obsession who helps him could influence red or pale feelings within him.

That or he could depict your help as pity and decide he hates you for it, creating black feelings.

I can see Sollux trying to plan his obsession over you carefully.

He does have the ability with his duality to vaguely sense what's going to happen between you.

Not to the point of Seer class or anything though.

Which means Sollux can't properly depict the next move he should do to win you over to a quadrant.

I have a feeling in terms of red and pale feelings Sollux would fall under a more protective rather than possessive yandere.

Although Sollux due to his powers can be a dangerous yandere.

Sollux is capable of killing which can make him a dangerous troll to be obsessed over you.

If he feels red or pale towards you he's thankful for you being there when he needs you.

As a result he tries to reflect such care back at you.

He may seem erratic at times or a bit cold yet he does care for you.

Even when he has black feelings he still wants you around even with a hatred towards you.

Sollux would be the type of yandere to use his skills to stalk you.

He is capable of using tech to watch over you, often hacking your electronics to see what you're doing and who you're talking to.

Being a strong Goldblood also allows him to use his powers to harm or restrain others.

He'd definitely be the type to challenge others if they try to get too close to you.

He looks out for you as his obsession.

Even if he somehow gets you in a quadrant, regardless on if you're a troll or not or if it's forced, he still gets a bit insecure at the thought of losing you somehow.

Sollux would be the type of yandere to meticulously plan out how to kidnap you and keep you to himself.

Unlike his dancestor, Mituna, he would actually succeed in your abduction if he felt he had to do such a thing.

He's someone who likes to plan everything.

It actually stresses him out a bit if something doesn't quite go to plan.

He won't break down because of it but he'll find a way around the issue.

Sollux doesn't see like the physically affectionate type.

He's not opposed to it, especially when it comes to shoosh-papping his Moirail or holding his Matesprit.

He's still one who's just more comfortable with being in your presence more than anything.

But he will want some affection despite liking his space.

Sollux wouldn't really feel too bad about kidnapping or killing someone to keep you to himself.

He knows somewhere down the line that this is fate.

You'll get used to it, you just need to trust him.

Sollux is someone who believes things will happen for a reason in a way.

I'd think due to his predictions he'd be one to try and soothe you because of this.

Between you, it's normal that he has to restrain you with his abilities and keep you locked in his Hive.

It's what your relationship is in his eyes.

He's one of the scarier yanderes for a few reasons.

He knows what he's doing so he's quite lucid.

He's manipulative.

He can easily overpower you.

He's apathetic to harming others to have you, at least... it depends on who they are. (He couldn't hurt Aradia, Feferi, Karkat, people along the lines of them).

Sollux is definitely a yandere who tells you he knows best.

He's a capable manipulator that can keep you in your place, but isn't as ruthless as someone like Vriska.

Sollux does care about his obsession regardless of the quadrant.

Yet he isn't opposed to doing some unethical things to keep you to himself...

Even if you try to fight him on what he thinks is the right thing to do, he's stubborn and most likely won't change his mind.

#yandere homestuck #yandere sollux captor #yandere homestuck x reader

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pesterloglog · 3 months

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Sollux Captor, John Egbert

Page 447-454

SOLLUX: eating a sandwich.

JOHN: what? no, i mean, what are you doing HERE in the meteor?

SOLLUX: i live here.

SOLLUX: its like im fated t0 wind up back at this idi0tic r0ck every c0uple 0f sweeps.

JOHN: i’m... sorry?

JOHN: ...

SOLLUX: real mess y0uve made 0f things 0ut there.

JOHN: yeah, well... we’re trying to fix that now! which is why I need to find my friends!

SOLLUX: kind 0f fucked up y0u guys let this happen t0 begin with.

JOHN: soooo anyway, on the topic of you living here...

JOHN: does roxy know about this???

SOLLUX: why w0uldnt she?

JOHN: huh.

JOHN: umm... how do you know her?

SOLLUX: wh0 d0 y0u think h00ked me up with these sick ass shades and gave me all these ape games.

JOHN: okay, that kind of makes sense, i guess.

JOHN: ...

JOHN: are you guys... close?

SOLLUX: wh0. me and r0xy? i guess. we squad up a c0uple times a week.

SOLLUX: why d0 y0u care?

SOLLUX: y0u w0rried im m0ving in 0n y0ur ex?

JOHN: ...hmm.

SOLLUX: ...

JOHN: hm. hmm. hm.

JOHN: hm? HMMMM.

SOLLUX: what is g0ing 0n here.

JOHN: sorry, i had an answer but then i started actually considering it.

JOHN: am i jealous?

JOHN: hmmm...

SOLLUX: if i tell y0u straight up n0 we arent h00king up will y0u st0p?

JOHN: ...maybe?

SOLLUX: g0ddammit.

SOLLUX: listen.

SOLLUX: c0ming fr0m s0me0ne wh0 has shared breathing space with y0u 0nly 0n 0ccasi0n.

SOLLUX: its 0bvi0us t0 me y0u're n0t supp0sed t0 be the thinking guy.

JOHN: we’ve met before?

SOLLUX: ...

JOHN: ??????

SOLLUX: sigh.

SOLLUX: pirate ship. d0uble eye-patches. girlfriend ascensi0n.

JOHN: :0!

JOHN: double eye patches!

JOHN: i remember you now, you were at mystery jade’s funeral too!

SOLLUX: sure.

JOHN: sorry for not recognizing you.

JOHN: the eye patches are pretty distracting!

JOHN: like every time i see them i have to stop and think...

JOHN: wow... that looks really really stupid!

SOLLUX: yeah.

JOHN: are you still hanging out with that creepy alive girl?

SOLLUX:

SOLLUX: 0n a spiritual level.

JOHN: cool!

JOHN: is ... she also dating roxy?

SOLLUX: what?

SOLLUX: idk.

SOLLUX: i d0nt make it my business t0 keep tabs 0n that.

SOLLUX: im busy.

JOHN: you’re gaming!

SOLLUX: im fucking gaming.

SOLLUX: speaking 0f which...

JOHN: so what were you guys up to before this?

SOLLUX: (what the fuck)

SOLLUX: is there a prer0gative here.

SOLLUX: are y0u spades baiting me right n0w?

JOHN: honestly i don’t know what that means.

JOHN: i suppose...

JOHN: how do i say this...

JOHN: contextually!

JOHN: i always find myself going to a lot of places and meeting all these people but.

JOHN: most of it never matters to me until i’m not doing anything at all.

JOHN: last time that happened it was for ten years!

JOHN: and it only changed because i started talking to people again.

SOLLUX: (i did this t0 myself why did i ask)

JOHN: i guess in gamer terms it's the same as screwing yourself over by not checking every non playable character dialogue box.

JOHN: any one of them could have the clues you need.

SOLLUX:

JOHN: sooooo...

SOLLUX:

JOHN: come on!

SOLLUX: c0me 0n! :B

SOLLUX: die.

JOHN: aw, don’t be like that dude.

JOHN: i promise no more questions after this.

JOHN: do you not want to because it just ...isn't important?

SOLLUX: excuse me.

SOLLUX: my vestigial digits get m0re imp0rtant shit d0ne 0n wednesday nights than y0ur ill dressed b0dy has d0ne y0ur entire life cycle.

SOLLUX: but im n0t g0ing t0 g0 int0 all that because 1. i d0nt kn0w y0u and 2. i d0 n0t respect y0u.

SOLLUX: itll 0nly make y0u feel bad anyways.

JOHN: why would it make me feel bad?

SOLLUX: i can smell it 0n y0u man.

SOLLUX: y0u stink.

JOHN: i stink?

SOLLUX: yeah.

SOLLUX: y0u smell like a guy.

SOLLUX: wh0se never had any bitches.

JOHN: what!

JOHN: i have a son! i have a house full of pictures with him!

JOHN: that is physical proof i have had “bitches” thank you!

SOLLUX: as s0me0ne wh0 has been friends with every w0man y0u are attempting t0 categ0rize int0 this

SOLLUX: i can assure y0u, they were n0t y0ur bitches.

SOLLUX: y0u were theirs.

JOHN: i

JOHN: i was the bitches?

SOLLUX: this was the missing puzzle piece r0xys ex.

SOLLUX: y0ur arc is 0ver.

SOLLUX: y0u can g0 h0me n0w.

JOHN: my home burned down.

SOLLUX: sad.

SOLLUX: y0u kn0w what is tragic th0ugh?

SOLLUX: i have n0t been able t0 play this game the wh0le time because s0me0ne was talking 0ver the s0und.

JOHN: oh!

JOHN: sorry : (

SOLLUX: w0rds d0nt mean much.

SOLLUX: 0nly acti0ns.

JOHN: well, i suppose i left the vriskas waiting long enough...

JOHN: see you eye patches...

SOLLUX: n0t wearing them.

JOHN: or not who knows!

SOLLUX: WAIT.

JOHN: !

SOLLUX: change my game f0r me.

#homestuck #homestuck^2 #sollux captor #john egbert #homestuck^2 act 1 #page 447 #page 448 #page 449 #page 450 #page 451 #page 452 #page 453 #page 454

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pluto-the-chinchilla · 8 months

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This is for a multichapter slowburn (extremely slowburn) he-said-she-said canon-divergent Red SolNep fic I have a lot of drafting for but will most likely never write. But I wanted more SolNep content so I decided to try and put some music to it. It’s not properly organized yet so the flow is jank but I hope rarepair lovers will like it! :33 💚💛

Track List~

“Falling for the First Time” by Barenaked Ladies

Sollux POV! The perfect song for his conflicting feelings, his back and bird self-contradicting mindset, and how he tries to pessimistically talk himself out of making a move. If you’re willing to be self-indulgent like I am you can see little Nepeta allusions in the lyrics. :33

“Kids Again” by Artist vs Poet

Both about one another. A sort of light hearted song being far more sentimental toward the other for their fears and doubts. Taking it in baby steps and promising to be there for each other and how they care regardless of where those feelings take them.

“Boba Date” by Kimmy

Nepeta POV! Just a cute very in character date idea for Nepeta who most agree would be a filthy weeb — plus she canonically loves tea! This could work for any Nepeta ship. I like to imagine maybe Nepeta eventually makes a little cafe in the new world for artists and writers and people just trying to catch a nice vibe. Bringing Sollux here only to tell him it’s all on the house… what? I said this was self-indulgent!!!

“Hot” by Avril Lavigne

Nepeta POV! Just a song for all of her big romantic shippy f33lings!!! The opening line is “oof” and might give the false impression that this is a more yandere route. It’s best to put “I wanna lock you into a closet” on the same level as “I could just eat you up” or something. The rest is her just gushing about Sollux and how crazy about him she is, wanting to do anything and everything with him. I like to think at this point in the relationship it’s actually been over a year since they’ve hooked up, Sollux is in a much better place in his life and she’s gushing over watching him thrive and how they thrive together.

“Emergency” by Paramore

Once again Nepeta POV and depending on the circumstances this could fit other ships, however this is the first song I feel especially world for them. In my head this is a conflict involving his past loves Aradia and Feferi (particularly Aradia; since while I love him and Fef infinitely more I acknowledge that Aradia keeps him firmly pinned in his grief) and Sollux is still going through the motions. He should be healed and over it by now he thinks but Nepeta knows better. She’s more in tune with her feelings. She knows how Sollux must have suffered and of course she knows she’ll never take the place of Aradia or Feferi and she’s not trying to — she’s never going to replace anyone but nor is she going to be a bandage placed on top of two wounds that refuse to stay closed. She knows he’s trying to move on but recovering isn’t linear and despite how Sollux feels like anybody who tries to be with him is doomed Nepeta both doesn’t see things that way and even if it was a threat that she thinks he’s worth it. He’s carrying a lot of weight but she’s str0ng af and wants to help shoulder it with him. Oofie this one was long.

“Broken Sutures” by Ultrakylstron

Sollux POV. I deliberately went down a rabbit hole of looking at nerdcore music to see if I could find a Sollux vibe. And this one is a little contrived, especially if you don’t know about Honey & Clover (which is a cute, soft, passively sad shoujo anime that I can’t recommend because it does that creepy thing where a child character design gets passed off as an adult to make l0lic0n more “acceptable”) but essentially it’s unreliable guy likes a cute girl who likes someone else. And the lyrics go into applauding him for moving in but how that always falls through and it becomes an amalgamation of loving Nepeta but also never letting go on what he’s already lost. Also the idea of her getting him into anime more his vibe is… 💋 chef’s kiss.

And… more… I’ll come back I swear but I’m on my phone and my eyes are sensitive even with blue light glasses. )X

#homestuck #solnep #sollux captor #nepeta leijon #Sollux x nepeta #rarepair #playlist #Spotify

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ixmelodix · 7 months

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Sollux: Approach

Erisol Week Day 4 - Free Day

[This takes place between Chapters 8 (Sollux: Care) and 9 (Sollux: Hope).

Recommended listening: Across the Great Divide - Putumayo]

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Sollux peered around the door at the back of the kitchen and down the stairs into the dark hull of the ship. He was pretty sure the door had been closed earlier tonight - which indicated that Eridan had probably come by this way, rather than going out to town the way Sollux had assumed he'd done when he hadn't been able to find the seadweller on the ship.

Curious now, he stepped into the stairway and began to descend.

He'd been here once before, when he'd been first exploring the ship perigrees ago. There wasn't much to see, then or now; the only light came from the kitchen behind him, so most of the cavernous underdeck was too dark to see.

Sollux supposed if he was really curious, he could go find a flashlight - but ultimately, he wasn't. Not at what hid in the darkness, anyway.

His curiosity laid in the troll that called this place home, and what he might be doing down here.

It only took a few steps (and the sharply increasing smell of brine) to remember what was down here - which neatly answered part of the question of why Eridan had come here. At the bottom of the steps lay a hatch, open to the water beneath - a convenient entrance to the ship from the sea, if you breathed water.

But what Eridan was doing out in the ocean remained unanswered.

Sollux decided he didn't have anything better to do and settled down to wait and find that out when the seadweller returned.

He didn't have to wait long; after only about ten minutes or so, he spotted some movement in the water below the hatch, followed by a splash as the troll in the water surfaced.

A fish almost the length of Sollux's arm occupied Eridan's mouth as the seadweller hauled himself up through the hatch; he took it in his hands once he got to his feet and started into the unlit recesses beyond the stairs.

“What's back there?” the yellowblood asked with interest; he'd been sitting on the steps that led up to the kitchen when Eridan returned.

The seadweller started and almost lost his grip on the fish. Swearing, he fumbled with it until he got a better grip, then turned around to spot Sollux.

“Fuckin' hell, don't scare me like that, Sol.”

Sollux grinned. “Didn't expect to scare you, wuss. Not my fault you don't pay attention to anything.”

Eridan just huffed and turned away again, making his way unerringly to... whatever his destination was. Sollux couldn't make out much of anything in the darkness.

The yellowblood raised his voice so it would carry as Eridan moved away. “You didn't answer the question, dickhead.”

“If you're just gonna insult me you don't deserve an answer.” Eridan's shadow messed with something; what looked like a door opened, then shut again, and Eridan walked back towards Sollux, hands now empty.

“You've got storage down here?”

Eridan raised an eyebrow. “Obviously.”

“Don't 'obviously' me, ED, there's nothing obvious about it. It just looks like a dark wooden cave down here.”

The seadweller blinked. “The freezer's right there, though?”

“What freezer? I can't see a damn thing.”

“...you're seriously tellin' me you can't see the giant freezer over there?” Eridan's voice held a note of disbelief, and Sollux scowled.

“No, apparently I don't have your freaky seadweller eyes that can see in pitch blackness.”

“Hey, don't get mad at me for your weird landdweller failin's,” Eridan snickered, and strode up the stairs past Sollux, who hissed back and scrambled to his feet to follow.

The seadweller paused by the sink and began stripping off his clothes to wring them out in the basin; Sollux watched the other's shoulders ripple under the scars with an interest he would fervently deny if anyone had ever pointed it out.

Fortunately, Eridan seemed completely oblivious.

Clothes now adequately not dripping, the seadweller hooked them over a chair, repeated the wringing process with his hair, then opened a cabinet by the table that apparently housed a dry set of clothes. He slipped on the sweats and loose T-shirt, then turned back to Sollux with a raised brow.

“Did you need somethin'? You don't usually stalk me these nights.”

“I was just curious,” Sollux replied, standing back so Eridan could get past him and then following him out. “I haven't seen you go out that way before. I thought you'd gone into town again before I saw the door open.”

Eridan chuckled. “Nah. They don't need me there that often, an' it's a long walk even for me.”

Unspoken was the suggestion that it was too long of a walk for Sollux; he bristled, but didn't interrupt.

“Anyway, even if you don't like it, fish's a free food source if you catch it yourself, an', well, I'm built for it. Might as well make use 'a it.”

“You catch fish with your hands?”

“Yeah?”

Sollux tried to picture it, and failed. “How?”

Eridan chuckled again and started up the steps to the upper deck living area. “Come with me next time an' I'll show you.”

“I can't breathe underwater, asshole,” Sollux retorted.

“Right, right, landdweller weaknesses,” the violet teased. “Guess you'll just have to take my word for it, then.”

Sollux aimed a punch at Eridan's shoulder; the other dodged with entirely too much ease. (Sollux resolved to start working out or something; he was beginning to feel like his body really was inadequate, faced with Eridan's physicality.)

“Take me on in a game and I'll show you landdweller weaknesses, fishfucker!”

“Oh?” Without Sollux realizing, Eridan (who was apparently some kind of psychic) had led the two of them straight to the living room. “Pick your poison, then, honeybee.”

Sollux snarled at the mocking nickname and grabbed a game at random, shoving the cartridge into the player and dropping onto the couch.

He'd show him. Fucking seadwellers.

#championfic #aoafic #erisolweek #erisol #a-sides

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LIZ IM GRABBING YOU BY YOUR SHOULDERS AND SHAKING YOU I NEED YOU TO WRITE A CONTINUATION OF THE VRISKA N FEM!ERIDAN FIC EXCEPT ITS THE AFTERMATH AND FEM!SOLLUX PETTY AND JEALOUS ABOUT ERIDAN SPARRING WITH HER EX-KISMESIS. I NEED IT NOW!!!!!!! they must suffer. or maybe kiss and make up. i am entrusting you to do the concept justice.

Sorry this took so long! You get jealous Sol, but only a little bit since that's mostly Eridan's domain 😭

Sollux closes the thermal hull with a force that shakes the rest of the mealblock.

"Could you keep it down?" You ask politely, burying your face deeper into your first edition volume of Interplanetary Alternain Battle Tactics. It’s a typical near-dawn date, which means that you get this coveted domesticality that you’ve been craving since before you learned how to crave. Not from Sollux, mind you, but it’s fine. You take what you can get, even if it is a bit unconventional.

You return your attention to your book. If she wants to make a mess of her hive, that’s her prerogative. You’ve long since learned to accept what quirks you can’t change and antagonize her about the ones you can change. Sleep hygiene, for example, is a work in progress.

You’re wrapped up in a particularly interesting segment about a zigzagging trench used to win the battle of 673MI when she speaks again.

"Were you going to tell me that you visited your ex kismesis?" She slams a nutrition plateau down on the counter with unnecessary force.

Ooh. This could be good.

"Why? Are you jealous?" You needle, making a point to hide your smirk behind your book.

"Why would I be jealous? I get more than enough of you," she bites back, beginning to shovel yesterday’s leftovers into her squawk gash. If you were looking, you’d probably see her talking with her seed flap open again. Thankfully, you’re not looking. Pointedly not looking. You have no idea why she’s had so many suitors. It’s frankly disgusting, proof that natural selection isn’t working correctly. More than anything, it makes your blood boil the way a good kismesissitude should.

Bad manners aside, this is an occasion to savor. it’s not often you start out with the upper hand, granted to you without any measure of foul play. "Well then why are you mad?" you ask coyly, turning the page to give the impression that you’re still focused on the book.

You’re somehow still surprised when she tears it away from you with her psionics, even though she’s been tearing shit out of your hands since before you were even together. Her fork is down on the counter and, as far as you can tell, she’s looking straight at you with those freaky eyes of hers. You look back. You firmly, vehemently ignore the curling warmth in your gut.

It is jealousy that she’s feeling. She cares enough to be jealous of your last kismesis. Your thump tortoise is fluttering – what a wonderful sweep to be a bleeding-pump romantic.

"You sparred with your ex kismesis," Sol says, gritting her teeth. She’s so cute you could explode.

"Sad that we haven’t been sparrin’?" You ask, doing nothing to disguise your smugness anymore. "Worried that you’re just not stimulatin’ me anymore? Thinkin’ I’d seek other outlets?"

"No. I know VK never hated you," Sol says, smiling when she realizes she’s struck a nerve. Still, you know she’s lying.

"So why are you still jealous?"

"I’m not jealous," she insists. "It’s just pretty damn crude if you ask me. I mean, really? You couldn’t even win? You had a gun. She had a handful of dice. You’re an embarrassment to me."

Well played. You’re actually a little bit humiliated now, despite knowing, logically, that she’s still jealous. You’re so frustrated by the accusation that you let her change the subject, just like that. "You know she’s lucky."

"You still did a piss-poor job. I mean, really? Where’s your aim?" Sollux begins to eat again, which shows that she’s comfortable enough to go back to her routine, which means that the smug asshole is winning. Fuck that.

"Bet you’d know about piss poor," you snip before you can stop yourself. Annoyance is loosening your tongue and she knows it. You hate her.

"Why? Because I’m a mustardblood? Very original of you." Sollux is completely unphased.

Time to try a different tactic. "Fine. You caught me. I thought you’d be happy that I didn’t want to cause grievous bodily harm to someone who wasn’t my kismesis, but I guess not. Contrarian asshat."

"You don’t enter a spar without intending to cause grievous bodily harm."

She’s not even looking at you anymore, choosing instead to devote her attention to her palmhusk. She’s typing, which means she’s texting, which means she’s texting someone who isn’t you – since you don’t have fancy psionics, you have to do this the old fashioned way. You stand, crossing the block in just a few strides – these communal hive stem cells are really lacking in space – to snatch her palmhusk away. The fact that you’re able to only goes to show that she let you snatch her husk away, which only serves to incense you more.

It’s clear what she wanted you to see. Teal text. Her informant, rubbing in how good her kismesis is compared to Sol’s pathetic seadwelling pet.

The universe conspires once again to push you back onto your ass. Sollux lets you read, smiling like a little shit.

"You’re not defendin’ my honor?" You snap, feeling like you should at least do . . . something in this situation to claim back your dignity. "You’re just lettin’ Terezi, second in line to the hyperbole throne, embellish the lies of the hyperbole queen?"

Sollux shrugs. "If you had any honor to defend, maybe I would."

You glare at her.

"So. Again. Just to be clear on the situation. You’re trustin’ Vriska, filtered through Terezi, to tell you that I lost at a spar?"

Sollux snorts, monosyllabic and derisive. "Hate to break it to you, but you confirmed it. The details honestly don’t matter to me."

It’s too late to bring up her jealousy again. She’s already gained control of the exchange by having enough dirt on you to dispute whatever allegations you throw her way. She’s proven that, by her measure, you are beneath her. Again. Well fuckin’ played.

"Where did you put my book?" You snap, feeling thoroughly done with this conversation. Sollux only smiles.

"Fetch," she quotes her forebearer, gesturing through the stupidly small block that anyone in their right pan could find anything in. It couldn’t have gone far, she’s saying. You’ve never hated her more in your entire miserable life.

#ficlet #erisol #rainyamy #eridan ampora x sollux captor #asks #request fills

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davepetea · 5 months

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>Go ask your moirail how to get the Hyperbeam proxy to work.

Only partly because you can't work it out, but mostly because Sollux has been neglecting you to work on some big project and you're VERY high maintenance and he isn't giving you nearly enough attention. That being literally every single breath he takes should be devoted to YOU. Absolutely. You aren't being dramatic AT ALL.

When you slink up to his computer chair and sit next to it on the floor, and gently nudge your Steam Deck on his lap, he takes it without looking down at you and glances at the screen. You go to open your mouth to ask him to help but he figures out the issue in a millisecond and taps the screen a couple of times, then hands it back to you. You close your mouth, and look at it, tilting your head. "It's uh. Still-"

He turns it back to himself and 'tut's, tapping the screen again. "I forgot to refresh it." He hands it back again, this time the play icon is working.

"How did you-"

He finally looks at you this time, almost sighing because he knows he's going to HAVE to give you attention eventually, so he puts the device back on his lap, turns his chair toward you more and pets your head, his thumb rubbing against one of your ears, and you purr as you lean your head into his hand. "There was a big banner across the top saying 'only available in the UK'... And, where are we?" He gestures around the room, with the hand not petting you, as if that means something. "Context clues. There is a little icon up there," he taps a blunt claw against the glass over a small, now green, Hyperbeam icon by the URL bar, "you click that, a little slider for the proxy pops up. I don't know where your server is located without digging but if you want to watch something from America then you will either need to use a VPN or have Dirk or someone proxy for you." He watches your face but you try not to show that you don't know how you would get a VPN to work on a virtual machine, or why Dirk would be able to do it since he lives just down the road, not in America. If you need to do that maybe it'll be straightforward... Or at least easy to look up online. "Anything else I can help you with?"

You stare into the screen for a second, going back to the situation at hand, then 'oh' quietly. Ok, either you're really stupid or he's really smart... Maybe both. "Oh! Um. Can you show us how to change the keyboard? It's doing the thing with the at and the speech marks?" You gesture by holding up your hands and crossing them over in front of you dramatically, a sign of 'swapped' or 'mixed up'.

He blinks at first, then works out what you mean, and you see him make the slightest movement where he's going to take it back and just do it for you, but thinks better of it, because you didn't ask him to 'fix it'. You asked him to 'show' you. So he does. He talks you through opening the settings and how to change the external keyboard layout for your Bluetooth keyboard, so instead of US it's in a UK layout, but there are different ones, so he shows you the differences and how to find all the layouts and that you can click 'preview' and it'll show where all the buttons are, so you can click them and they'll highlight.

Because you didn't bring the keyboard with you, you're not sure exactly which keys are where, so when you get back to your room, you'll be able to do it all by yourself!

#ooc post.#drabble.#readmore.#just writing this self indulgent thing bc I love them and it made me laugh when it was SO frickin easy to turn on the Proxy I stg #but Sollux is so patient and is just like “pass it here” when anything needs fixing. no questions asked. no mocking bc it was really simple #also making the Steam Deck Davepeta's device of choice bc I have one and it would totally be something they would use #it's Sollux's but they've stolen it bc he doesn't use it like ever

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I am a 5'6" biological female, I use she/her/they pronouns(god that sounds cringey), have medium length dark brown hair, and turquoise/greenish eyes(i don't really know what color they are), and I wear black glasses with clear rims. I have what most would describe as the 'pear' body shape with larger hips and B cup breasts. I tend to wear baggy, comfort-first sort of clothes with the occasional dress and one piece.

My zodiac signs(If you care) are Virgo(sun), Libra(moon), and Virgo(ascendant). I also have the INTP personality type.

Facts about me:

I have been told than I have a high maturity level for someone my age(but I laugh at dumb jokes so idk if I believe them)

I enjoy cracking jokes about anyone and anything, NO ONE IS SHIELDED FROM MY COMEDIC WRATH

I am kind, polite, relaxed, have a dark sense of humor and generally low self-esteem

I try to be open-minded, and am always looking to improve my talents and relationships with those I care about

Critical and suspicious of literally EVERYTHING (especially myself)

I can be insensitive, petty, and sometimes even knowingly dismissive of my faults, and try to blame others instead

I lie a lot more than I'd like to admit, but try to make up for it and improve

I come from an primarily Christian family, my favorite season is winter, and I would like to create other forms of art other than writing at some point

I used to have what could be considered a phobia of insects/bugs, but it has become a lot mild over the years

I mostly enjoy physical affection more so than verbal, but if worded in certain ways that can touch my heart, I will prefer the latter, and you will have acquired a loyal ally (I respect the power of words, I am a writer after all)

I am what is described as a HSP (hyper sensitive person, look it up if you're curious)

I have a condition called Exotropia (aka drifting eye) in my left eye that has been corrected through 3 surgeries (but I still have to wear glasses in order to maintain it).

A firm believer that nothing is truly impossible, and that people hate most in others what they hate in themselves

Confused by everything 24/7… EVERYTHING

Likely on the autism spectrum

Likes: Being helpful, alternative, rock, and techno music, order and peacefulness, making people laugh, Sci-Fi media, writing/creating, tarot cards, D&D, anything to do with the diversity of personalities, psychology⁰

Dislikes: Being a burden, country music, drama and chaos, low effort creative endeavors, hypocrites(ironically), closed minded people, bad grammar, things not going my way, extremely religious people, weird internet trends and phrases (ex: pogchamp, dummy thicc, boomer, etc.), most of tumblr, Twitter

And that should be most of the important stuff (just so I don't get carried away)! I am very interested to see who you match me with!

Thanks so much! That's a lot of useful information! Now with that being said:

I match you with:

Sollux Captor!

Now hear me out

I feel like you two both compliment and contrast well

I definitely hc him as the type of person that a lot of people misread because of his initial aloofness

Also Short King™

I also hc that he doesn't verbalize as much as others because of his speech impediment, so I think your lean towards physical affection would initially pull him in

Also? HUGE grade A nerd. Would indulge in literally anything you would like and would have in common

I feel like he's definitely been a Dungeon Master a couple times and would want to set up a D&D match with you

I think Sol struggles with sarcasm and getting people to take him seriously so it would be refreshing to have someone there for him that could just listen yk.

1000000% offers to clean your glasses for you

Dark humor? That's what he got his master's in, babe.

Bro can and will sit and joke back and forth for hours.

Sollux is definitely on the internet most of his life, so I feel like anything you'd be confused about he would have at least 5 different answers for it, bros a walking encyclopedia.

Bonus: your song!

I imagine he'd listen to stuff like Midwestern emo rock, so have Peach by The Front Bottoms!

I hope you enjoyed! Thanks for the ask!

#homestuck matchups #homestuck x reader #homestuck #tumblr sexymen #sollux captor #hs sollux

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Fair point on the Gamzee/Hidan characterization! Hmm, boy...there are just so many characters in both Homestuck and Naruto, it's a little tough to narrow it down, especially when they could be Human, Troll, Cherub, Sprite, OR Carapacian! (Or even......Hussie himself! 😳)

I still have a few guesses about who Sasuke, Orochimaru and Kabuto could be in your AU though, if it's fine to share of course.

So, the character in question should have some significance to Karkat, can relate to him on a fundamental level, and they're somebody he still has an emotional connection towards. At least that's what I'm assuming given that the characters in both medias have some commonality to each other.

So my next best guess is that Sasuke would either be Jack Noir or Sollux Captor! After all, Karkat took Noir's betrayal hard and the two share the same blood color & Sollux's someone he has a love-hate relationship with and he's his, "BEST FUCKING FRIEND *EVER*".

For Orochimaru and Kabuto, my guess would be Doc Scratch and Aranea Serket, respectively. Oro and Doc both have this creepy air of sophistication around them, a color palette unique to them and their followers, and the two have amassed many young proteges to use for their benefit. Aranea and Kabuto both have a nerdy, disarming look at first glance that causes others underestimate their true potential. Both try to gain power and use it to control everyone else in an attempt to live up to another person, or be seen as someone worth appreciation, Aranea towards Mindfang, Kabuto towards Orochimaru. And the two are both so, so, SO overwhelmingly smug, it's almost sickening!

(This is so long, I'm very sorry to both you and your followers! Guess I'd be Kankri, the way I go on for paragraphs lol 😂)

It's true that homestuck and Naruto both have a bazillion characters, which makes the parallel especially fun since there are several ways to go about it! You're approaching it from the standpoint of inter-character relationships, which is very interesting to think about. My approach was more to find similarities in the characters' personalities, motifs, and arcs, therefore the characters I picked don't mirror the original ones' relationships very well.

BUT IF... IF I wanted to take that route. WELL. You're right that Naruto and Sasuke would have to be the core relationship from which everything else should follow. One could almost say. They're the arguable axis around which the entire epic revolves! Those who are homestuck-savvy enough will already know what I mean. But I'll elaborate. We have Sasuke, who after years of abuse by the hand of a close relative falls under the manipulation of a pseudo-immortal entity (which would make Doctor Scratch Orochimaru, like you said!) who's interested in his powers and drives him even further away from his community, until he eventually leaves. Naruto, on the other hand, never accepts Sasuke's departure. He sees it as his responsibility, and eventually goes to look for him with the intention of bringing him back, despite being discouraged by the people close to him, even when it seems hopeless... I'm JUST saying, had I followed this approach, Naruto would've been Terezi. (Two libras! And my beloved favourites... 🥺)

DO YOU SEE IT.... I said ENOUGH! Maybe I should just draw that second picture.

#Doc Scratch wasn't going to be Orochimaru in my mind's eye though. I'd made him a different character.#Sorry 4 taking a while to reply!!

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Mega-Giga Ask Comp: Part 3

@manorinthewoods asked: I'll be honest, I wrote the Locked Tomb ask having not read the Locked Tomb series. I literally only know the starting and ending strokes of the first book. That being said, I do like the half-soul-Sollux idea, and it works pretty well with the Locked Tomb's general theme of Lyctorhood, and how knotted the whole situation with Alecto, Gideon, and Harrow ends up being. (What is even going on with Nona) ~LOSS (4/13/24) @manorinthewoods asked: You know, if you hadn't already read Gideon the Ninth, I'd have recommended it as a good second liveblog. It really does fit your preferred sort of mystery. From all the clues presented, you could probably hit very close to the ultimate solution to the Lyctoral puzzle - as close as anybody could be expected to get. ~LOSS (25/4/24) @manorinthewoods asked: The Locked Tomb's prose is pretty good. On occasion, it happens to chime with a sound of 'Homestuck', but I only recall that twice so far in my reading. I like the skelebook. ~LOSS (27/4/24)

Once again, I'm glad my hidden agenda - convincing this blog's entire readership to check out The Locked Tomb - is bearing fruit.

I agree! TLT does occasionally give Homestuck vibes, presumably because its author is a fan. For the most part, though, its prose style is all its own.

Anonymous asked: Reference to American culture: the sphere of Jade's home dropping and the timer that preceded it are references to the Times Square Ball, an annual event held every New Year's Eve. A giant ball descends down a pole at 11:59 PM and reaches the bottom at 12:00 AM, January 1. I believe that you can figure out why the reference was included in the first place. Anonymous asked: btw the gamzee page was released on new years. ‘the miracle of a new beginning’ is the new year and the lab dropping is supposed to be a reference to the ball dropping in times square

Some America Lore here that I wasn't aware of.

I was wondering exactly what Gamzee meant by 'a new beginning'. Maybe Alternia practices the tradition as well.

@omnilew asked: the way you speculate and go indepth into sburbs features and how it affects the kids, made a silly headcanon that your kidsona is reading the comic while playing out their session though this is mainly because "Eventually, we were bound to cross a couple of wires that should never have been allowed to touch" kinda references chargerkind

I like it! Maybe my 'sonas have access to a more in-depth version of Rose's walkthrough, and are adding their own commentary in quiet moments during their own adventures.

@manorinthewoods asked: Your excitement over the resurrection of Dream Jade gave me a form of suspenseful mirth. Seeing how happy you were at her resurrection, while also knowing exactly what came of it, is perhaps textbook dramatic irony. If only you'd read a panel further… ~LOSS (26/4/24)

She looked so happy to be back, too! That certainly didn't last long.

She was prototyped with a smiling corpse, though. Maybe that was just her 'default' expression, and it vanished as soon as her actual feelings asserted themselves.

@thetinygladiator asked: 'I hadn’t really thought about Sally’s ectobiological parent - but now that I am, I think the funniest possible option is that it’s her landlady.' okay but i just gotta say… this immediately makes me think about how that relates to the house-building aspect. Like, with the giant tower, are they gonna charge the Imps for rent? That might work, honestly. Where do imps even live? Bet they don't have good AC or Wi-Fi, lemme tell ya.

300 GRIST/DAY NO CRUXTRUDER NO ALCHEMY NO PETS

@manorinthewoods submitted: How many computers would you have on your person if you were playing Sburb? Jade recommends at least 5. I say I'd have a laptop, phone, a spare of both of those, and computer gloves if I need to compute really fast. Also spare gloves. Speaking of the phone - is it possible for people to put phones in their pockets? Given Karkat (and a minor gag in Act 6), we can assume that it's difficult or uncommon to carry items without using the Sylladex - or maybe it's just tied to your dexterity, and you have to hold things gingerly to avoid captchaloguing them when you pick them up. On the other hand, there's no issues with accidentally storing something you've unstored and are using - so how does the Sylladex actually work? Do people just instinctively store their items once they're done using them? Is it difficult to avoid storing something you aren't using anymore? Can you stuff phones in pockets? If not, then why develop a PDA in the first place? Given the Sylladex, it should be much more commercially viable to make a tablet. ~LOSS (24/4/24)

Since Karkat can physically pick up a book, you can probably pocket your gear - although maybe there's a difference between holding an object and trying to add it to a physical 'inventory'. Either way, the issue is easily circumvented by employing wearable tech, like the kids do.

As depicted in my alchemy binge, my primary computing device would be the Pocket Holodex, which can remote into any computer in my sylladex.

In addition, my Modular Ring shirt is also a computer, which can presumably be augmented by adding extra mod1ules over time. I'd probably also captchalogue every computer in my apartment, of which I currently have six.

I'd be exploring the Medium with a minimum of seven computers, plus one pseudo-computer, plus a phone. Jade would certainly approve.

@iris-in-the-dark-world asked: the tension in act 5 act 2 is perfect, i love it. maybe even moreso on rereads, the foreshadowing and generally ominous vibes always get to me @heliotropopause asked: You're getting to the part where the comic really starts hitting its stride. This'll be fun.

The ever-present countdown certainly adds a degree of urgency to the situation.

I'm really liking the pacing of this current act, as things slowly progress towards some critical point - one which, for now, is still shrouded in mystery.

Anonymous asked: Forwarding another ask for the person with no account ~DJ: Eridan's deal seems to be based on Wizardry Herbert - a proto-Homestuck work by Hussie. A parody of Harry Potter dealing with whether magic is real. [] But Methods of Rationality began in February 2010, so "Harry Potter but obsessed with science" might have also been an intentional reference to that.-RM @heliotropopause asked: Eridan Ampora and the Methods of Rationality sure is an idea for a fanfic. He'd be so bad at it.

Eridan would be an extremely funny choice for a ratfic protagonist. He'd be so smarmy about it - and thus, a perfect addition to their ranks.

What would the definitive Homestuck ratfic be called, do you think? I think Tool-Assisted Speedrun would be a decent choice.

@killedthekat asked: An interesting thing about doomed timelines is how they serve to prevent stable loop metagaming. As a basic example, in a typical stable time loop scenario, if you observe yourself unharmed in the future, you can throw yourself into high danger high reward situations and know that probability will twist itself into whatever improbable knot it needs to do to keep you safe. But in homestuck if you lean too hard on predestination you just get shunted into a doomed timeline for your trouble.

It's true. Timehopping just isn't fun in Homestuck, as you're constantly walking a tightrope, desperately trying to stay in the one timeline that might not get you killed.

It's a good way to prevent time-travelers from becoming overpowered - something which is probably necessary for a comic which makes such heavy use of the concept.

Anonymous asked: Now that you're updating while HS^2 is, I've realised that while I'm barely keeping up with ^2, I just yelled "Oh! Upd8!" out loud when I checked your blog, so to me? You're the real continuation of Homestuck

What an honor!

For veterans of the comic, this blog is more Homestuck: Revisited than Homestuck 2. As a woman who would much rather watch video essays about old Simpsons episodes than new seasons of the show, I completely understand why some would prefer the latter.

@manorinthewoods asked: I've since finished Worm. I think Sophia's by far the best Vriska candidate. Lisa, Amy, and Colin are less so, I think. ~LOSS (21/4/24)

Oh, nice, you got all the way through it! Worm is an absolute behemoth, and I know a lot of people who started it, and gave up halfway through.

Sophia is likely the closest match to Vriska in personality. I agree with an earlier comment, though, that the most Vriska-like character in terms of audience reaction is probably Amy.

Anonymous asked: Cannot believe someone would propose a Homestuck/Locked Tomb scenario and leave Gamzee as part of a spare pairing, when the Homestuck fic The Serendipity Gospels, written by the author of The Locked Tomb, stars Gamzee and Terezi in the proto-necromancer/cavalier dynamic. Absolutely appropriate to have Gamzee as Ninth though, since his facepaint is the direct ancestor to Harrow's. Gamzee and Terezi is such a funny pairing to go with. I'm certainly looking forward to checking out The Serendipity Gospels when I'm done with the comic - both to compare it to Homestuck and to the Locked Tomb.

As am I. Apparently it was left unfinished - but considering how long this liveblog is taking, maybe Taz will have updated by the time I'm done!

Wishful thinking, of course, but I live in hope.

@bladekindeyewear submitted:

(I started Dragon's Dogma 2 a couple weeks ago and did my best to a Gideon Nav pawn (NPC ally), facepaint and two-hander and all, and the "Jaunty Straightforward" voice selection has been EXTREMELY distracting / game-improving because her voice and attitude chatting beside my player all the time sound almost straight out of the audiobook.)

Damn, you really captured her essence. Pawn is a very fitting title for her, too :(

@manorinthewoods asked: On the topic of blood color names - Blue through Purple were renamed in Hiveswap. Originally, Vriska was Cerulean, Equius was Blue, and Gamzee was Indigo - which I like more than their modern incarnations. I think 'bronze' might also be a Hiveswap thing, although I won't dispute it, and rust might have been renamed to burgundy? Maybe burgundy is a synonym. Idk. ~LOSS (4/13/24)

I think I prefer the likes of olive, indigo and bronze over more generic terms like green, blue and brown, which would quickly lead to confusion.

Vriska's blood, for example, is also a shade of blue, so it would be a little strange if blue blood was an official term, but it didn't apply to her.

@mxamericanblue asked:hi i have been absolutely BINGING your live blog rn and i gotta just get this out this is so so cool watching you react has been giving me so much joy, i don't have a computer so i can't really experience homestuck again casually when i want to but watching you read it and react and THEORIZE??? omg your theories have been so fuckin killer it's given me a new appreciation for Hussie as a story teller and how spectacular this comic truly was thank you for this, i've been having a grand ol' time, and it's all cuz of u

Thank you! I feel like I've been theorizing a lot less since I came back from my hiatus, mostly because the comic hasn't introduced many big mysteries recently - aside, of course, from Aradia's unexplained explosion.

(Pre-posting update: Since first drafting this ask, my statement above is no longer true, as Gamzee has been revealed as Homestuck's most important character. What the actual fuck.)

@lilietsblog asked: re fifth house aradia: she's an archeolodist :)

Oh, shit, you're right.

Maybe she'd be in more danger from the Lyctor than I thought.

@ben-guy asked: Vriska's ascension to god-tier is, in my personal opinion, one of the most visually striking scenes in all of Homestuck. Also, one of the panels you didn't include (which is understandable w/ Homestuck lol. Sacrifices for the sake of brevity) specifically the one where she has him write "[…] plenty of time for that l8r" above her head… Think about the position she would have had to move him to to write that.

…jesus, Vriska. You can't just do that!

@martinkhall asked: "What is treasure but a fortune, waiting to be found?" Or stolen if you're the THIEF of Light.

Son of a bitch. That's why she's a pirate, isn't it?

Because a Thief of Light is someone who steals fortunes!

@manorinthewoods asked: Eidolons. A species purpose-built to play Sburb, while breaking every mechanic you can solely with biology. Eidolons don't sleep, and live in a hive mind. Their psychologies are very poor at recognising distinct things, with Eidolons seeing the world more in terms of a blur of colors and shapes. They thus have a very difficult time understanding Classes and Aspects, never mind that their mythology never involved deities, and they never invented chess, or games of any sort… ~LOSS (15/4/24)

The idea of a species engineered from the ground up to be Players does raise the interesting question of whether there was a first species to play Sburb.

Of course, with all the time-loops we've been working with, there might not have been a first species - unless Sburb was 'created' in some sort of metatemporal space, 'before' any loops were put in place.

@manorinthewoods submitted: You are very good at analysing Vriska's psyche. Vriska's character was executed very well, I think, and I would hate her with a burning passion platonically but to a high degree if I knew her in real life. She's just… really horrible. She's a horrible person. And half her shtick is that she keeps evading consequences in spite of that. All of her mental torture of Tavros, for instance, ends in her becoming the most powerful player in the session. What sort of justice is that, Terezi? ~LOSS (15/4/24)

She hasn't entirely evaded consequences, but it's undeniable that none of the consequences she's experienced have actually stopped her from doing the things she does.

She's lost an arm, an eye, she's been beaten up, she's bled to death, and literally none of it has caused her to let up on Tavros, even a little. Letting up on Tavros, to her, would be worse than any physical harm, because it would be an attack on her worldview.

@sanctferum asked: "Has anything come of this since, actually? I haven’t heard anything about this new comic – although I do scroll in the opposite direction any time I see a reference to Homestuck, so I guess it makes sense that I wouldn’t." - The general feel I've gotten from the community has been largely positive re: the new Homestuck 2 updates, which have indeed been happening. It's being updated once per month for now, so a lot slower going than non-hiatused OG Homestuck. But I'm enjoying it so far!

Once a month seems more sustainable than Hussie's original barely-believable pace for the comic. With Hussie no longer at the helm, expecting daily panels seems like a pretty big ask - most people don't have the time, money or energy do what Hussie did.

Anonymous asked: I don't know if you read UTDR fanfiction, but this Tavros and Vriska situation reminds me a little bit of Flowey Is Not A Good Life Coach. she's trying to push him to his limits and torture him into being someone who will kill, and he just won't. say, what's your read on comparing Flowey : Vriska?

Flowey does what he does because he's lost his emotions, but Vriska does what she does because she's consumed by her emotions.

If anything, Flowey has more in common with Aradia. They're both time-travelers whose ability to feel is somewhat compromised.

Anonymous asked: WHATTTTTT HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN BACK???????? I THOUGHT YOU WERE STILL ON A LONG ASS HIATUS BUT I JUST JOW DISCOVERED TUMBLR ISNT GIVING ME POST NOTIFICATIONS FOR YOU ANYMORE EVEN THOUGH I HAVE IT TURNED ON FOR YOU AND IT WORKS FOR OTHER BLOGS???? WHAT THE HELL. IM GOING INSANE.

This has happened before - but before, I was also removed from Tumblr's search function, which doesn't seem to be the case this time.

Is anyone else having issues with Wertsearch post notifications?

@elkian asked: So has anyone mentioned the godhood joke yet? (The God Tiers costumes have hoods. God Hoods. Badum-tish)

LOL, I did miss that.

Anonymous asked: Fun Homestuck fact! After writing Karkat, someone brought up that the writer of the 'Programming For [Expletive]s' book sounded a lot like Karkat. Andrew responded by telling them to imagine that it was actually written in all caps, basically canonizing that the 'Programming For [Expletive]s' book was written by Karkat. At least, I think that's how that went? ~LOSS (28/2/23)

And it could be any Karkat, too. Maybe one of the Karkats from a doomed timeline actually learned to code from Sollux, and became a famous ~ATH developer.

@morganwick asked: So with conversation 8=8 apparently taking place in the immediate aftermath of Rose destroying her gate (even technically during Descend), and Rose's attitude towards Kanaya in the part of it that we see, does that change how much you think her attitude in their previous conversations reflects her genuine mental state?

Oh yeah, no, I’m pretty sure she was genuinely in a bad mood here. Not really so much because of Kanaya, and I think the anger directed at Kanaya specifically was inauthentic, but the bad mood itself was real. She'd recently been injected with several months of traumatic memories, after all.

@manorinthewoods asked: That panel, of John in Vriska's 'fabulous outfit', is actually pretty neat, because you can see from the proportions how young John really is. He's small, not even fully a teenager yet, and he's been thrown into this chaotic world of humans and trolls, quadrants, violence and danger. Everyone in the game must be scared, in some degree, but none of them ever show it. It makes you wonder just how strong Skaia's children really are. ~LOSS (29/4/23)

Seriously. In what universe are 13-year-olds the people most qualified to make universes? Sburb has some very funny ideas about the optimal way it should be played.

I suppose this is something that had to be true, though, for Homestuck to be the coming-of-age story that Hussie wanted it to be.

Anonymous asked: My interpretation has always been that "the Blind Prophets" are actually just Terezi herself, in a time loop-y/predestined way. She's blind, her class is Seer, AKA prophet, and those are her numerals. Also, on an unrelated note, but to weigh in on your last ask, according to Latin conventions, the plural of lusus is lusus. Does Homestuck follow those conventions? Well…

Or, since there are two Seers in Homestuck, maybe they’re Terezi and Rose. She’s a Light Player, so a blinding would be suitably ironic.

Anonymous asked: re: captchalogue codes and the states of objects: it takes a relatively small change in the physical arrangement of atoms and whatnot to turn a ghost dad poster into, say, a little monsters poster, but the two have a relatively large difference between their conceptual nature. on the other hand, it would take a relatively large rearrangement of atoms to make the slime pogo ride be anything other than a slime pogo ride. perhaps this makes the former change state more easily than the latter? alternatively, maybe the captcha system just knows that all it would really take to make the slime pogo ride stop being covered in oil is soap and water and it's happy to do that on its own, but paper is harder to clean so it wants you to jump through more hoops for that one new question: if john had used his posters for alchemy before he was able to see their defacement, would the resultant objects also be beclowned? evidence seems to suggest that players with unawakened dream selves Will draw on their walls in their sleep and not see it until Ready, so there not being mechanisms in place to deal with that seems less likely than the alternative to me, but especially considering people who aren't them Can see the drawings, how??? would that even??? work??? what would've happened if john had done alchemy with the arms cake. i think it would be funny to see that

I think he’d still get the clown posters.

The kids keep accidentally making magic items, so It's clearly possible for someone to alchemize an object with properties they didn't foresee. Therefore, I think John would make what appears, to him, to be a normal poster - but Rose would still see it as it truly is.

Anonymous asked: any thoughts on what the horrorterrors are? beyond their (admittedly vague) intentions?

I think they’re a sign of the wider cosmology beyond Sburb - and, more specifically, a sign that there is a wider cosmology beyond Sburb.

I don't know if we'll necessarily get more expansion on them than we've already had, because their whole shtick is that they're unknowable. Needless to say, I'd love to be proven wrong.

#asks #full liveblog #act 5.2 #ya girl also thought she had more asks to finish. I swear there were like ten but there were actually only two

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Dorky Dave

A collab with AdenHTaylor on Furaffinity, featuring Dave getting some flak for a lazy costume choice and some accompanying tweaks to his outfit and general look. Let me know what you think, and send some love their way too!

Calling the gathering a ‘party’ was probably optimistic on John’s end, but he thought he deserved it. Getting a dozen or so people together for some pre-Halloween snacks and laughs was definitely something to be proud of, no matter the actual size of the party!

All around the living room, people had clustered in pairs and trios to chat and compare costumes, the styles ranging from cheap and comical to those with clear effort put into them. John himself had opted for the traditional bedsheet-ghost costume, albeit with a hood cut into the sheet to let him breathe a little better. He’d already done a circuit of the room complimenting everyone else’s costumes and thanking them for coming, so now all that was left was to answer the door and let Dave in, the other man being fashionably late as always.

Dave wore a plain white shirt under a red leather jacket. Blue jeans encased his legs, and a pair of black biker boots covered his feet. He had his hair pushed up into a simple pompadour, and wore a casual smile on his face. “Sup, Johnny boy?” he asked, flashing a finger gun at John. “Not too late, am I?”

“Only like ten minutes, it’s fine.” John grinned, stepping back from the door to let Dave in. “Come in! Do you have your costume with you?”

“This is the costume, man, can’t you tell? I’m rocking the greaser look.” Dave stuffed his hands in his jacket pockets as he entered, waiting for John to close the door behind him.

“That? Come on, Dave, that’s hardly a costume!” John exclaimed. “You wear that jacket all the time anyway, it’s not a costume if it looks like you’re just dressed for an actual party!”

“What, I should wear something as stereotypically nerdy and basic as a bedsheet with holes in it?” Dave retorted as he entered. “C’mon man, you know that ain’t my style!”

“The bedsheet ghost is a classic! And anyway I’m the host, it wouldn’t be fair if I had the coolest costume at the party. You could’ve at least come as something other than another type of coolkid.”

“It’s the only thing that works for me, I’m just that good.” Dave shrugged, clearly joking as he hyped himself up. “It wouldn’t work if I tried to mix things up too much. Like seriously, can you imagine me dressing up like some sort of nerd?”

“That would’ve been a really cool costume, actually,” John mused. “You could’ve put a pillow in your shirt or something like Gamzee did for his Stay-Puft costume.” John pointed to the troll in question, chilling on the couch with his arms around Karkat (as a lobster) and Sollux (as a grim reaper) and clearly enjoying himself. Sure enough, Gamzee was in an all-white costume with accompanying face paint and dye, with a lumpy pillow stuffed down the front of his shirt.

Dave followed John’s finger, laughing softly when he saw the trio. “Yeah, no thanks. Sol’s got the right idea for costumes, I’m not gonna wear something that makes me hide every time someone takes a selfie.”

“You care way too much about social media, man.” John sighed and shook his head. “Really though, that nerd costume idea would’ve been really interesting. I kinda wish you’d have worn it so I could see you in it!”

Dave rolled his eyes behind his shades. “Sure man, whatever you want…” With that he parted ways from John, heading to the kitchen for snacks and some punch as he rubbed at his stomach.

John huffed, crossing his arms as he let Dave leave. He made another circuit of the room to ensure everything was going well - complimenting Gamzee on his costume again mostly out of spite - before following Dave into the kitchen to see what needed restocking.

Dave had sat himself at the table. He was the only one in the room, munching on a bag of chips. Something was… off, about the scene before John, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it… Maybe to do with Dave’s unusual focus on the snack, or how still the air felt, or just how... loud the eating sounded.

“You’re not even going to say hi to anyone else? I could’ve gotten you snacks if you wanted to go sit with Karkat, you know.”

“I know your house, man, easier to just come get it myself.” Dave answered between mouthfuls, shaking the last crumbs out of the bag before neatly folding it and reaching for another. “Hey, you gonna put anything else out here? Kinda lacking variety right now, there isn’t even any candy.”

“Uhh…” John shook his head, focusing himself. He could’ve sworn he saw something glinting in Dave’s mouth... “S-sure Dave. Hold on.” John tugged open the pantry and pushed some stuff aside to reveal the party-sized bag of candy hiding in the very back. “Got it!”

“Sweet, hand it over.” Dave gestured insistently with one hand until John passed over the bag, which he quickly ripped open and poured into one of the already-emptied bowls set out for just such a purpose. “Riding over here made me hungry I guess, gotta get some fuel in the tank before I go be social.”

“R-right, yeah...” John frowned, watching Dave as he kept snacking. He kept having to blink, sure he wasn’t seeing things right, but he could’ve sworn that Dave’s shirt looked tighter than it had before. Had he worn something in the wrong size by mistake, or...?

Dave tugged his jacket off, shifting as he did so. “Urf… ah, there we go. Was getting a little warm in that.” He draped it over the back of the chair, giving John an unobstructed view of Dave’s… belly? What the heck, where’d that come from? Dave was track-star thin yesterday!

“Dave, a-are you... feeling okay?” Even as John’s alarm grew, he couldn’t look away from the obvious change. At its current size Dave’s gut still looked relatively firm, as if simply bloated with food, but it was still far too much to be explained away. His shirt was starting to come untucked from his jeans, revealing a small triangle of bare skin under his navel.

“Yeah, why?” Apparently the growing fat wasn’t yet enough for Dave to notice himself. He reached for the bowl to keep eating (John definitely saw a glint of metal in his mouth), his shirt coming further untucked at the stretch until he paused, noting John’s expression. “Dude, are you feeling okay? You’re whiter than the sheet.”

John bit into his lower lip. “Dave… can you stand up for a sec?”

“Uh… okay?” Dave did so, a sliver of belly visible between his waistband and shirt. “Why?”

“Just-” John had to stop and take a breath, now able to see Dave’s thighs filling out his jeans. “Just look at yourself, okay?”

“Seriously, John, you sound really out of it. Are you sure... you’re...” Dave trailed off as he looked at his reflection in the fridge, jaw working soundlessly for a moment before he got a hold of himself. “What the hell?!”

Dave’s belly looked soft and squishy as his fingers gripped it. His fingers and hands looked somewhat thicker, as did his neck and cheeks. “John? What the hell is happening to me?” Dave grimaced down at his lower half.

“I don’t know! Why are you asking me!” John raised his hands defensively, trying to keep his eyes to Dave’s face as the once-athlete prodded and tested the heft of his belly. This didn’t help him keep his composure much, as Dave’s face was similarly softening up. “I was just saying something so you’d know before you kept eating like a - well, like that!”

As Dave turned around to look at his reflection again, his hair seemed to be growing longer in the back, a hair tie binding the strands together into a simple low ponytail. “Whoa…” John muttered. Dave turned back around to face John.

“What? What happened?”

“Uh, nothing big, just - your hair’s kinda...” John gestured vaguely to the back of his own head, guiding Dave as he reached up to feel through his hair.

“Jesus, this is long,” Dave muttered as he tugged experimentally at the ponytail. As he did, John could hear a definite change in his voice - the slight glints of metal he’d seen before coalescing into thick bands across his teeth, accented by large red brackets, all of which adding a slight lisp to his speech. “Fuck, am I wearing braces now?”

John just nodded. All the while, Dave’s body was continuing to swell. His jeans, once skintight and a dark wash blue, began to soften and redden into what were clearly sweatpants. Green writing stenciled itself across the front of Dave’s shirt, Japanese kanji John couldn’t read.

Dave’s legs shook slightly as he continued to fatten, the weight beginning to either overpower or entirely replace the lean muscle John knew he’d had that morning. Short hairs poked out unevenly across Dave’s chin and in a trail beneath his bellybutton, looking distinctly ungroomed compared to the great care Dave normally put into his appearance.

John grabbed one of Dave’s big arms and helped him down to the ground before he fell. “There we go, easy, easy… want me to get Gamzee in here?”

“Don’t even think about it, John, I’m serious.” Dave’s words were almost drowned out by the heavy WHUD of his backside settling on the floor. “I’m just gonna - gonna catch my breath for a few minutes, then I’ll go out the back door and nobody has to see me like this.”

“But your car’s out front,” John pointed out. “Besides, I don’t think you’re gonna be able to drive like this,” he added with a poke to Dave’s belly.

“I’ll walk my ass home if I have to.” Dave tried to bat John’s hand away, but he was so slow and his arm so large that he only succeeded in making his shirt ride up more. “I’ve gotta work all of this off somehow anyway.”

“Dave… it’s okay to need a hand,” John replied, handing Dave the bag of candy. Dave didn’t even hesitate before stuffing a handful in his mouth.

Dave’s shades began to shift on his round face, their frames growing square as the lenses became transparent. Through them, John could see restrained tears building in his bright red eyes. “I don’t wanna be seen like this, man... forget dorky costumes, everyone’s gonna get their phones out if they see me.”

“No they won’t!” John was quick to offer comfort, patting Dave’s back reassuringly. “We’re all friends here, I’ll make sure nobody does anything bad. I can move the snacks out into the living room too, so people don’t come back here.”

Before he could follow through with that, the door was pushed open and a new figure emerged. “Yo Egbro, what’s…” Gamzee’s voice trailed off as he entered the kitchen and froze at the sight of a huge blob of a guy in front of him. “What the fuck?”

Dave’s eyes widened, visibly wet from the risk to his reputation, but John sprang into action. “Gamzee, hey! Dave’s just, uh, having some trouble with his costume, okay? He came as a huge nerd, haha, how cool is that?”

Gamzee blinked slowly, taking in what even John knew was probably the flimsiest excuse he could’ve come up with. Eventually he either decided not to press or simply took John at his word, grinning lazily. “Hell of a costume, brother, way to commit. I just used a pillow, see?” He untucked his shirt from his trousers for a moment, revealing the pillow stuffed against his body to pad his figure out. Tucking it in again, he squatted down and poked at Dave’s belly. “Need a hand, Davebro?”

Blushing hard, Dave nodded. He stayed still as Gamzee grabbed one of Dave’s hands, John grabbing the other. “One, two, three, HEAVE!”

Together, the two pulled Dave back to his feet. He wobbled considerably as he was righted, threatening to tip forward all over again, before finally finding his balance with the two’s help. As Dave widened his stance somewhat, John noticed his boots had also changed - turning from the almost knee-high leather they had been into simple white and red sneakers, plain white socks peeking out slightly from within them.

“Hey Gamzee, can you help me get Dave home?” John asked.

“Sure man, I can do that. My car’s big enough.” Gamzee nodded, helping Dave sit down in a larger chair normally reserved for John’s dad. The chair creaked slightly, but didn’t give.

“Thanks a lot, that’d be great. I’ll get Dave out in a minute, can you maybe bring it into the driveway so he doesn’t have to walk as far?”

“No problems with that,” Gamzee agreed, giving a lazy salute before leaving the kitchen. The moment he was gone John got up and closed the door, sliding a chair under it to give him and Dave a minute of privacy.

John rubbed Dave’s shoulder, unsure of what else he could do. “What now?”

“Hell if I know.” Dave panted softly, still recovering from the movement. “It’s gonna take me... fuck, months at least to lose all of this, if I even can. I guess... right now, I just gotta get out front without losing the rest of my reputation. I guess you don’t have another bedsheet you can spare, huh, Egbert?”

“No, sorry. But... oh!�� John lit up, stepping back towards the table. “If you want to cover up, your jacket’s pretty big! Maybe you can... uh, never mind.” The leather jacket was entirely missing - in its place was a black hooded sweatshirt, with bones cartoonishly printed down the sleeves and a ribcage across the front of it. It was probably big enough to fit over Dave’s head, but even without putting it on, John knew it wouldn’t even stretch as far as the shirt did to cover his doughy middle.

Dave groaned as John held the hoodie up for him to see. “I like my irony and all, but this is just stupid…” he muttered. “At least it looks… kinda cool, I guess.”

“Exactly! Here, maybe if you tie it around your waist it’ll stop your shirt from riding up so much.” John helped Dave lean forwards, looping the hoodie around his middle and tying the sleeves together behind his back, tightening them until Dave let out a small grunt from the compression. “Does that look better?”

Dave looked at his reflection again. “I… guess so?” He shrugged. “Sorry about hogging all your time at the party, man,” he sighed.

John’s reply was delayed by the doorknob jiggling, a moment before someone knocked on the door. “John? Car’s ready,” Gamzee’s voice called out.

“Thanks, just a sec!” John called back, before turning to Dave again. “And you’re fine, I don’t mind! I can come back and hang out with everyone once you’re home safe, and it’s fun hanging out with you too. Hey, maybe you can help me with my homework on the drive,” John teased, waggling his eyebrows.

“Don’t get cute, Egbert. Now c’mon, help me up before Gamzee gets a crowd.”

#really gross stuff #homestuck #fatstuck #weight gain #transformation #dave strider #john egbert

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