#mallek week

[lace-and-snowdrop]

decided to do some of the mallek week 2022 prompts

day 1: trickster/grimdark/crockertier

#mallek adalov #mallek week #mallek week 2022 #hiveswap #friendsim #homestuck #damn hacker man got hacked

[marvus-xoloto]

If you’re still in a writing mood I was wondering if you could write a cute drabble based on a headcanon I have. I feel like when Mallek is drunk he’s not the boyfriend that waits at the door for you in the bathroom when you have to pee, he’s the boyfriend who follows you in and sits down resting his head on the sink. 😂 alternatively for you Marvus gives off the vibes that he would watch you pee, not for a kink just cause he’s peak weirdo energy

I p much completely misremembered the prompt while I was writing lmfao; I have another post I'm drafting for you just as a lil response bc I loved this prompt. I'm dealing with my own seasonal depression so I guess that's what I ended up writing. I'm sorry this isn't my best work; this was hard to write and honestly harder to post, but hey maybe it is something! I'm really not sure; it's hard for me to judge this time of year.

Just to clarify, I headcanon that trolls go to fight the horrible space war when they're about 21 years old / ~10 sweeps.

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In Vino Veritastic

Pairing: Mallek/MSPAR | Rating: T | Words: 1684 | Content Warnings: angst, emetophobia (briefly), mentions of alcoholism/ substance abuse, mentions of depression, Alternia is terrible | AO3 Link on @chunky-ruckus, check the reblogs!

Mallek is capital-S, complete with italics, dictionary definition Sloshed.

It wasn't apparant to you at first. The trashed hive? Mallek is a bit of a slob. The signs of stumbling around like a daywalker at midnight? Mallek isn't a morn- uh, evening person.

You noticed his shoes peeking over the top of his gamer chair.

He swiveled around like a super villan, all slow grace.

Mallek slurped on something frozen, his expression intensely blank, his cheeks hollow.

While hanging upside down in his gamer chair.

"Did you know these things are alcoholic?" he asked. And then he fell out of his chair, snorted out a half amused sound, and then, like the lusus he takes after, slithered slowly down onto the floor.

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Your first plan ws to go to the kitchen. The best remedy for an impending hangover: ice water, your coup de glace.

But the kitchen is a complete mess: sink overflowing, fridge and freezer empty. Mallek is a bit of a slob. Mallek is not an evening person.

So now, in present tense, you are in the bathroom, waiting for the tap to cool down. It's early in the dim season: cold weather and cold blood means that Mallek's been down in his basement again, fucking with the water heater.

And now, in present tense, Mallek is capital-S, capital-everything, SLOSHED is outside the bathroom door. Pestering you.

"What are you doing drinking on a Tuesday?" you ask. Mallek is shoving his face through the gap in the door, features pouty like a sad puppy. You almost regret soft locking the door with a pile of his dirty laundry.

You hear a thump against the door and look over: he's shrugging with all of his strength, a caricature of apathy.

"It was me and Diemen," he says. "He wouldn't share his shit."

"You know he doesn't share-" you scramble for the worst meat-related amalgamation you can think of, "his Juicy Dripping Sausage with just anyone."

Mallek visably deflates. "Yeah." A beat of silence. "Well, the shady food stalls were his idea." Then he's pushing his way into the bathroom, sitting catty-corner to you against the wall. The dirty laundry sloshes against the tile floor disgustingly.

"Just going to walk in on me? What if I had been using the toilet instead of the tap?" He wouldn't be the first to see you like that. You like to pretend Alternia has beat the shame out of you by now, but you can still feel a slight flush creep up your neck.

"Guess I woulda stuck my head under the tap. Mighta been faster than whatever you're doing up there." He's not exactly slurring, but he is talking through wiping his nose on his sleeve. You add "laundry" to your mental load. God, why does Mallek bring out the Type-A in you so successfully?

"You woulda burned the shit out of yourself," you say, imitating his tone. "How do I turn this thing down?"

"Here," he says, scooting on his butt to push your legs out of the way, and then opening the cabinet beneath the sink. A bunch of hackey sacks spill out, and Mallek resolutely ignores them. You hear the mechanical clicking of something... mechanical. And then the water slowly goes from center of the planet hot to tepid enough.

Mallek wraps his arms around your legs, smiling a wobbly smile; watch out Charlie Brown. You pass him the glass of water and he drinks like a man dying. Of consumption. He's starting to look pale around the edges, and not his normal punk, barely sleeps pale.

He leans in, now, to your knees. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was trying to knock you out. But you have to admit: he feels amazing. Cool skin and solid weight. He stands, climbing up your body like a very drunken, sun loving plant. He burps into your ear.

Amazingly drunk.

"I love you," he says, dragging his mouth and his words down your cheek.

In vino veritastic.

God. The elephant that has politely standing in the doorway has just barged its way into the room. And this is a small fucking bathroom; damn Mallek and his lack of foresight. And his love for confessions in dank ass, wet ass, inappropriate places. The man is a menace.

You'd both been circling this issue for a while now. You'd been expecting, who knows, a sweet smile and a love-you-no-big-deal-haha over a clown themed happy meal at the skate park. You'd even taken to bringing a little candle with you- stolen from last month's midnight massacre- just to give him that romantic push.

You weren't expecting. This. Earnesty and alcohol and the clear signs that Mallek is going through it.

Mallek takes the rest of his icey, alcoholic abomination from inside his hoodie pocket- the man is a menace- and slurps it up with a little moan of delight.

Another sound you'd thought you'd hear in a different context.

"Marry me," he says- you're stupified, dumbfounded- before he sinks to his knees and is violently ill in the toilet.

Your fears about being walked in on are completely baseless; suddenly, you feel very much like you walked in on Mallek.

"How do you even know what human marriage is?"

"Diemen mentioned it." You have a sudden flashback to asking Diemen if you were married now, after he let you have a mustard packet he'd been saving, and the hour long explanation of human romance and customs that followed. You'd thought the moony eyed look he gave you was just... just that. His normal, moony eyed look. Guess you made an impression with that one, good going past you. Checkov's gun shoots you in the foot again.

"You know it's a, uh," Mallek interrupts you with a look up from the rim of the bowl, expression suddenly hard. The L'Ange Dechu, peering at you from behind his black, snotty sleeve. "Pretty serious. Commitment?" you squeak.

Mal'Ange Dechu does that thing again, that sad puppy visably deflating. In a fit of stressed induced hysteria, you remember that video of that pudding shaped like a little puppy, and the spoon cutting through it. Mallek is that pudding puppy, and you are the spoon.

He leans his head in the crook of his elbow. You realize the tap is still running. Out of habit, you refill the glass.

"They always leave," he says, spitting in the bowl. "After drone season."

"It's not drone season now, is it?" You aren't sure, but, hey, nobody has made the moves on you lately, so it's probably as good a guess as any. "I'm here now, aren't I?" You slink down to the floor with him, soothing him with your hand on his back. "I want to be with you," you say softly, sick of the elephant in the room. "So, I'll stay, no matter the season."

He arches into your touch, sighing. "No you won't," he says, not looking at you. You try again but Mallek is gripping the rim of the toilet like he's possessed. "No," he repeats emphatically. "You won't. Because whether you leave again-" it just now occurs to you that the same time has passed here as on earth, when you were on your personal quest to pester. You wonder how that effected Mallek; you never thought to ask- "or not, I will. At the end of my ten sweeps, I'll be sent out to space."

You pass him the water, and he drinks. Tepid trails leak from the corner of his mouth, and you wipe one away with your thumb, cupping his jaw.

"I've been known to teleport," you say, trying for humor. Or charm. Or anything- anything!- to change the tone of this conversation.

Which is unnecessary because Mallek is sick again.

"I don't want you to see me like that," he says sadly from the toilet.

I'm already seeing you like this, you say to yourself. But you don't say it outloud, just in case it hurts his feelings. Instead, you try for charm again. "I'm sure you'll be the same Mallek. Fighting with everything you've got." You wiggle your fingers at him. "Subterfuging and being rebellious."

Mallek stares at you, contemplating. "I'm tired," he says simply. You understand the shades of meaning. "You know, we only really get to be ourselves on Alternia. That's how it is for all trolls." His face falls. "Topside, it's like we're all just acting in the empire sanctioned play."

"No robo-buddies in space," you say.

"No robo-buddies in space," he repeats, but his tone is light. "Lots of clowns, though."

"You know, good plays are made great through improv." Mallek doesn't react, and you notice he's got his eyes closed.

You guess there were less shades of meaning to I'm tired than you thought.

You help him stand up, your own personal squirm-on-a-string. As you take him to his respiteblock, you have to reconsider your wording: squirm-on-a-string sounds dirty when you're stripping him down to his boxers, throwing his ruined hoodie into the incinerator.

With your combined efforts, he drops into his coon with a goopy splash. Whether through hind brain instinct or some deep need to be comforted, he immediately curls his arms around his chest, loose with drowsiness.

You stroke his hair, kiss him on the temple.

"So does this mean we're married now, since I've cleaned up your vomit, undressed you, and put you to bed?" He laughs once- a single ahuh- but it's a genuine laugh so you'll take the W on this one.

You pull back to leave, and he grabs you by the hip. He looks up at you; the dark circles under his eyes in stark releif at this angle.

"Do you love me?" he slurs, trying in vain to stay awake.

You don't have to think about it. "I do."

But he's already asleep.

You know this about people. About Mallek specifically. It's not just planets that go through seasons. As the sky turns darker, so, too, does Mallek.

Well, if you're the guy with powers from a sun, why not? Why not try?

You start with the kitchen.

#hiveswap #mallek #mallek adalov #mallek x reader #mallek adalov x reader #catch me writing puns in french. i should be drawn and quartered smh #me (a sicko): haha.. yess... YES. I am developing a writing style that is so something #i do not think this is my best work but i had fun writing it so that. tht is smth. right?? #can you tell i did not play pesterquest. i only vaguely know mspar can teleport or something? #I will have a happier mallek fic for you next week i prommy ;v;

[skanque-bombyx]

Day 1 - Trickster/Crockertier/Grimdark

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#mallekweek #mallek week 2022 #mallekweek2022 #trickster mallek is finally coming together for me #I can't see him ever being a position where crockertier would even take hold but if it happened he would have an identity crisis 8C #grimdark once again feels like the best possible outcome for anyone #my art #mallek adalov #mallek

[maybl00d]

Mallek Week Day 5- God tier

Thief of time Mallek

#mallekweek #hiveswap friendsim #breescreams #I had like no time but I love him too much to just not do Mallek week #mallek is big sexy #mallek adalov #hiveswap #homestuck #mallekweekday5 #mallekweek2022

[sludgewolf]

Can't believe I didn't post this fucking here

#fanart #homestuck #hiveswap #mallek adalov #friendsim #kuro #servamp #sleepy ash #crossover #mallek week 2022

[kaioken16]

A Test

MallekWeek 2022 Day 5 - SGRUBS/God Tier

Rating T

Word count: 1054

Character(s): Mallek Adalov

AO3 Link

Summary: The Rogue of Time, feeling a little bored decides to test some of his powers across his planet. (Mallek’s POV)

You sometimes wonder if this was all a dream, that any moment you were going to wake up and realize that none of this was real and you were still on Alternia when the worst thing you had to worry about was being shipped off–planet and not taking part in a universal game that shapes reality and gave you godly powers.

But here you were, the official Rogue of Time, doing nothing but playing with your new powers. You were bored and there was nothing to do but kill time, ironically enough as a time player that was something you found funny. So you decided to start messing around with things on your planet.

Your first test was on some of your robots who were performing their daily tasks around the area, you had positioned them all over the planet to assist the denizens and keep a look out for intruders. Your attention is drawn to one of the drones setting up one of your many apparatus, the machine like the other born of your likeness and your sign.

It wasn’t a narcissistic thing, you didn’t have an ego about it. It was more of your unique brand if nothing else, this was your way of distinguishing them as your drones and it made your denizens a little comfortable.

Keeping your distance, and hiding behind a boulder, peeking your head out you point your finger at the robot, it glows red and above the robot’s head, a gear symbol appears, slowly moving to slow the natural flow of time. You then open your hand before balling it into a fist.

“Suspend.”

As soon as you spoke that word the gear floating above the robot stops moving, and so does the robot as if you turned it off but it wasn’t natural, you froze its time as if you hit pause on a video. You then slowly open your hand again and make an opening gesture with your hand.

“Resume”

On your order, the gear starts moving again and the robot unaware of what happens continues moving. You then decided to let it be and continue with its duties.

You now find yourself before a large oak tree it looks like one of the trees for your friend’s world, you were just focusing your attention on a large tree positioned in front of you, raising your hand out, a large red gear icon materializes over the tree, your hand glows a similar red hue, and with the twirl of your fingers in a counter-clockwise direction.

“Rewind.”

At your command, the tree’s outline glows red and as if the image was on a screen, the tree was beginning to grow smaller, the large branches that stretched out were shrinking and retreating back, and the tree was becoming younger until it becomes a simple sprout that was no bigger than your thumb.

“Huh. Cool…”

You were genuinely amused by this action, it was very surreal how effective your powers were, but you also understood that they were stronger here on your planet, your dominion. You then start twirling your finger in the opposite direction, and the gear over the sprouts starts moving in the same direction.

“Flash Forward.”

Now the sprout was growing becoming taller, the branches begin to shoot forth, and the leaves begin to bloom, until it returns to its original majestic size, dwarfing you as you look up at the wonderful sight. You wave your hand away to deactivate your power over the tree, standing up, you extend your blue wings, letting them stretch out before you take flight.

You had already tested your quote-on-quote standard time abilities, but now you wanted to see your specific powers as a Rogue. This would be a little drastic but you could always reverse it afterward, you just wanted to see how and if it would work.

You make your way to another location on the other side of LORAS. Here you found those two creatures again, was a large reptile-like beast with rock-plated scales, it was eating boulders and minding its own business. On the other side was a large bird creature that was dressed in armour plating, its feathers were grey and it looked very old and tired, it was sleeping.

You keep a good distance away from these literal titans as from previous experiences, they weren’t very friendly when compared to other denizens that lived here. Staying high in the air, you extend both arms out, each one aimed at the creatures.

The symbol on your chest begins to glow bright, along with your whole body as two large red hourglasses materialize over the two creatures. This was dangerous but you were confident you knew what you were doing, and you could use your restore ability if anything goes wrong.

“Exchange: Give and Take.”

Your voice echoes as an energy current flow from the hourglasses creating an infinity shape, both creatures glow red and the reptiles become larger, their scales become more dominant over their body, their skin becoming more wrinkling, their claws becoming longer. On the other hand, the bird becomes newer, its grey feathers return a white hue, its armor that was worn out and cracked was becoming shiny and pristine, and the creases along its body disappeared as it spreads its wings being reborn again.

“Whoa… It works.”

You were amazed at the results, and even more, surprising neither of the creatures was harmed. They were the perfect test subjects for this ability due to their large lifespans, as you knew these two were hundreds of sweeps old. The reptile creature was in the adolescence of its life, and the bird creature was near its elderly stage.

Exchange, give, and take. This ability was your primary skill to steal the time for one and give it to another. You could use this ability on living and non-living things, you stole the reptile’s time and gave it to the bird restoring its youth. In combat, you can steal time from your enemies and give it to your teammates.

It was very powerful but also dangerous as you could potentially kill someone with this technique. But you already knew if it came down to your friends and the enemy you know you wouldn’t hesitate to do so.

“Alright, that’s enough testing for one day, time to go eat.”

#MallekWeek2022 #mallekweek #mallek week 2022 #Mallek Adalov #god tier #rogue of time #canon divergent au #fantasy au #fanfiction #fanfic #My writing #hiveswap #hiveswap fanfic #A short lore related piece based on some headcanons of mine #Mallek's POV

[kiananah]

uh oh I can’t tell if coming up with a color pallet for a trickster is fun or frustrating I also want feedback on what I got, but I’d also hate to spoil the surprise Maybe its leaning towards frustrating 

#kia-talks #hint hint hint #yeah its for mallek week

[kimquatz]

it was Maid Day last week and i was overtaken by a blind fervor to draw this.

i am a mallek tracksuit maid truther

#mallek adalov #hiveswap #friendsim #kim's art

[swarmishstrangers]

Pretty please. Can I have Mspar x Mallek headcanons where Mspar is sick? How does Mallek react the first time? Does he react after finding out they are much warmer than when they were not sick?

OKAY OKAY INHALES EXHALES I actually think about this one a lot too! Both if Mspar were sick and if Mallek was sick, both for thinking about how they go about taking care of each other and also..troll sicknesses? I imagine you got your basic fevers and colds (probably not called those on Alternia tho) But I also think about their more extreme illnesses? Not going into that tho! I'm getting into my hcs for you >:D

꩜ Mspar can't actually catch most troll illnesses! They've seen their fair share of troll illnesses because they've taken care of a few of their friends who have been swamped by sickness or a virus. Poor Tyzias..She was having a horrible time being sick for a good week. She thinks she got some good work into her group project, but she was devasted that she felt so sick she couldn't work on much. Mspar and Stelsa took care of her though and Mspar came out of it fine! They did make sure to shower thoroughly or to not physically see any friends for a good few days juuust to make sure they don't spread whatever Tyzias had. All of that is unrelated to Mspar getting sick for these hcs. I just wanted to note that Mspar is immune to most troll illnesses.

꩜Mspar is however, still susceptible to the troll cold and fever equivalent. To whiiiich they weren't expecting to get sick since they hadn't up till this point, so they were completely unprepared when one morning, they woke up sick as FUCK. Eyes stingy as hell, throat so itchy they wanted to claw it out, body ravaged by weakness and soreness, nostrils stuff and so they had to resort to uncomfortably breathing through their mouth, and a heavy awful fog weighing on their head. They. Felt. Awful. And they don't even know where they got it!!

꩜Mspar felt incredibly weak, the weight of them trying to push off their blankets was unbearable, it was like they weighed a ton now. So they had no choice but to lay there, hopeless and unable to think any complex thoughts.

꩜They weren't aware that a day had passed since they succumbed to laying in their blanket pile. While their body wasn't able to get up, they weren't actually resting. It was so hard to breathe, and they couldn't comfortably sleep. They hadn't eaten, not even a drop of water. They were miserable. And unbeknownst to them, their certain ceruleanblooded matesprit had been trying to text and talk to them, but their lack of response made him panic, thinking something had happened to his matesprit..

꩜Mspar woke up to a completely different but familiar place. It took some effort to open their eyes to truly take everything in, and they slowly come to see a troll. Mallek. His expression was one of pure worry, his brows knitted, biting at his lower lip just a little as he wrings at his wrists. He was on his knees beside them where they lay on his couch, his upper body and arms rested over their blanketed body as he looked on when they started to wake up. His expression softens only a little, reaching out his hand and turning it so the back of it can come up to press at their forehead. The second his hand comes into contact with their forehead he flinched away a little, almost like the temperature burned him. In reality it wasn't exactly that, not to where it hurt but it was the first time their warmth was able to catch him off guard. That was way too warm, even for them.

꩜Mspar comes to, their weak and strained voice calling his name, asking them how long were that out, did Mallek bring them here? How did he know they had gotten sick? Mallek explains everything. "you were out for hours when I brought you here; you were not responding to any of my messages and it showed you did not even open them; i got so worried something happened and; i found you in your watch tower; you did not look good so; I brought you here;

꩜Mspar was having trouble thinking, speaking. The brain fog roaring and their throat in agony. Mallek sees how much they're struggling and he pushes off of them briefly to lean down to the ground next to him, trying to find something in the basket he brought with him in case they woke up. "this =! going to be pleasant i am not going to lie; but you need to take this so your symptoms subside;" Mspar feels gentle fingers coax their mouth to open, they feel something pill shaped pop into their mouth and then Mallek holds their mouth closed. The pill tasted subtly sweet.. before the pills outside melted and out poured a liquid. It tasted absolutely horrible. it tasted alcoholic but the bad kind, the really bad kind, it tasted of only the bitterness of citrus fruit and none of the sweet, like a very potent and worse syrup medicine, and the taste of horrid alcohol. It made them weakly struggle to open their mouth, but Mallek held it closed, looking at them apologetically. "i know i know i am sorry; but you really need to swallow this;" Tears are in their eyes at the utterly horrible taste, but they soon painfully swallow. They immediately wanted to throw up, but Mallek held their mouth closed to make sure it stayed down. Once Mallek was sure they had swallowed, he released their mouth, immediately hugging them. They were so warm..it was unnerving to Mallek, his cooler head pressed to their much hotter one.

꩜As soon as Mspar swallowed the medicine, they felt as it went down their throat, that the itchiness went away along with the coolness the medicine was spreading open up their nostrils for what felt like in ages. They could breathe. They still had their other symptoms, but they could feel that they weren't nearly as bad. They could feel Mallek kiss their warmed cheek, "you are staying here where i can watch you; so i can take care of you;" Gratefully, they can't express through words, but they nod. Other than the fever making them warm, Mspar felt warm in the moment at his declaration of taking care of them in this state.

꩜The thought of Mspar being able to catch the alternian equivalent to a fever wasn't something that crossed Mallek's mind. They seemed immune to other trolls' illnesses. Of course they'd be. They're so God damn lucky on this planet. But when he finds they've been sick from the fever equivalent, the trade-off for being immune to the more dangerous of troll illness is being able to get sick from the cold and fever equivalent.

꩜Mallek did as he set out to. He took care of his sick matesprit. They were...couchbound instead of bedbound. They stayed in his respiteblock on that couch near him and his husktops and desk where he worked so he could keep a close eye on them. It was honestly one of the few times he took very consistent breaks just to check up on them, refill their water bottle, or stepping away for a long period of time to make them food that would be easy to keep down (soup, he made them soup). Mspar worried Mallek would catch whatever they have, but Mallek assured them that he "has the immunization jab for this sweeps varient..so vaccine they were guessing. Damn they didn't even think about trolls having those.

꩜When their sickness started easing over the next few days was when he took breaks to check up on them..and then cuddle with them on the couch. His poor snake brain couldn't resist the warmth. Mspar was SUPER glad he couldn't. His coolness felt amazing on their uncomfortably warm skin. You know how cats purr and how when they do its said to have a lot of benefits like reducing stress, lower blood pressure, and just general healing? Yeah. Trolls' purrs can do that too, + it being a way to show someone they love that they feel safe being around them. Which is to say Mallek purred a lot when they were cuddling.

꩜Mallek couldn't cure them right away but it only took about a week and then some for them to finally be completely healthy. They thanked him a bunch for taking care of them, giving his face obnoxious kisses. He laughed and told them no problem. But despite how nonchalant his words sounded, it and his expressions carried so much warmth.

꩜Yeah uh! Who would have thunk that quadmates taking care of their quads was also super intimate for trolls? It's another trust and vulnerability thing to them. Most trolls hearing of other trolls are sick, even if they're friends, typically bow out for a while and wish them luck and start talking and seeing them again when they're better. Seems like an asshole thing to do, but they're trolls, and they don't have the same standards humans do when friends, family, or partner/s are sick. Vulnerability and, by extension, trust are HUGE I can not stress enough, HUGE for trolls. Alternia is a dangerous and unforgiving planet. It's such a hard thing for trolls to ever feel completely safe, to completely trust anyone because of the nature of other trolls and their planet as a whole. So?? To give complete trust in someone you deeply care about and leaving yourself vulnerable, in a position that would leave you susceptible to attacks, like getting sick, that means so utterly much to trolls. It means you feel that you're safe being around them at your most vulnerable with them.

꩜Mallek doesn't get sick very often but when he does..he trusts Mspar SO much to take care of him when he's weak and vulnerable just as he did with them (and of course they do)! >:D

#mallek adalov #mspa reader #mspa reader x mallek #mallek x mspa reader #hiveswap #hiveswap friendsim #swarms-asks

[mmmmalo]

you do a lot of in depth readings in HS proper about like. gender and roles and stereotypes and fitting into/breaking out of them. or 8re8king out, in this case?? since I am asking specifically about vriska. I see a lot of people say she comes across as transfer, but I've been rereading Homestuck and I don't see it at all ?? I know you've made some jegbert jender posts so I was wondering if you had any insight. thank you very much, feel free to disregard this. congratulations on passing the japanese test and I hope you have a lovely rest of your week!

Thank you! Sorry for the late reply, I needed a minute.

I reread some Vriska sections to see if anything stood out, but unfortunately if you've read my June posts you've probably read everything I have to say regarding Vriska and transness. I only seem to pick up on the ways she acts as accessory to other trans narratives (those attached to Tavros and Egbert)... Her old sunglasses are a reference to the pirate One-Eyed Willie from the Goonies, which was totally a penis joke, but that alone doesn't tell you much...

Maybe a month ago I would have said with some confidence that all girls on Alternia are trans girls, because I've been reading the slaughter of the limebloods as a mass gynocide that rendered Alternia exclusively male. But recently the overlap of phallic and papillary symbolism has me wondering if some of the castration imagery doesn't double as mastectomy imagery, rendering the polarity of much of the story's transgender symbolism ambiguous... like not so much intersex as a quantum superposition of binary sexes. Like, I cited Tavros in relation to trans symbolism, and another moment for him was the struggle to get into bed because his horns are too big -- I've read this as a dysphoric moment, with the horns being phallic, but Equius (and Mallek) demonstrate that horns can be papillary as well so suddenly I'm compelled to reevaluate that moments as Tavros potentially (metaphorically) experiencing a transmasculine dysphoria posed by having enormous breasts. Or quasi-reevaluate, since the former reading would remain quasi-valid

So my answer is, I don't know and I've recently come across information that maybe undermines a great deal of what I thought I knew. I'm currently stuck between a model of Alternia where Vriska is a trans girl and a model where Vriska is Schrödinger's trans girl, existing in a story where both interpretations are encouraged. That the name "Alternia" could be self-referential, always posed as the alternative to another version of itself, feels distinctly Homestuck -- likewise the notion that the circularity of Alternia <> Beforus was anticipated by each term's self-circularity. But the matter of it feeling appropriate isn't really an argument so eventually I will need to reread to confirm and the prospect is daunting, because I'm sort of worn out.

#sorry that you've caught me in a quibbling humor #metameta

[lace-and-snowdrop]

day 2 of mallek week, it’s crossover/au so i went with a simple human au

#mallek adalov #mallek week 2022 #hiveswap #homestuck #so yeah i'm totally behind with these mallek week prompts

[marvus-xoloto]

i love u fanfic authors i love u meta writers i love u headcanon blogs i love u fanartists i love u daily blogs i love u fandom

#reminds me I have a bunch of stuff to write today #let's see if i can get this mallek week fic done today! #silas.txt

[theartisticapparition]

Good Morning and welcome to Mallek Week day 2! Crossover Au

I mixed 2 of my most favorite things ever which is HS and ATLA. Here’s a waterbender Mallek!

#mallekweek2022 #mallek #adalov #hiveswap #ATLA #waterbender #crossover #daytwo #sketch

[melancholeemars]

tegiri hcs? polypa too?

Tegiri

Has multiple accounts per social media platform, always at least consisting of one for his public persona and second for his online activities

Holds meetings to the Eastern Alternian Animation Appreciation Society on alternating weekends so they can watch romcoms Polypa wants to check out / rewatch during the off weeks.

Somehow manages to have all three quadrants filled; with Azdaja (pitch), Polypa (pale) and eventually Mallek (flushed)

Realized god tier is prince of void; able to quickly tell if someone is lying and a very good one himself.

Not the tallest guy in the area but he’s considered huge amongst tealbloods.

Unlikely friends with Stelsa; they bonded over similar work ethics and coke bottle glasses

Polypa

Grew up to an older fox/possum lusus; didn’t go out often because she always worried whenever she was out too late.

The thing she’s most protective over is her journal as it’s the last thing she’s completely honest to; Tegiri is bound to destroy it if something happened to her

Fluent in 2 additional languages and is currently trying to see if Tadashi Inu could potentially pick up sign language

Realized God Tier is Maid of Breath; she can hardly be backed into a corner (physically or verbally) and capable of turning the tables quickly when given the chance

Has grown paranoid of being discovered ever since she got close with Tegiri; eventually discovery of the secret still ultimately bring them closer

Visceral reaction to smoke / cigarettes

[sludgewolf]

Grimdark Mallek ^^

Day 1

#bitch boy has a taste of his time powers #fanart #homestuck #hiveswap #mallek week 2022 #mallek adalov

[kaioken16]

Tattoos

MallekWeek 2022 Day 7 - Free space 

Rating T

Word count: 1173

Character(s): Mallek Adalov, Original character

AO3 Link

Summary: Zack wants to get a signature tattoo from his boyfriend, but he's a little nervous about getting his first ever tattoo, so Mallek decides to calm him down.

A/N: Finally done, it took all month and being sick, and injured but I managed to finish all my Mallek Week pieces before the end of the month.I hope everyone who reads these enjoyed them!!!

Zack takes a deep breath, feeling the back of his shirt being raised over his back, exposing it. To say he was nervous would be an understatement, he was never a fan of needles, a fear that goes back to his childhood but this was a decision he had made, and there was no going back now.

Mallek was the one standing behind, he had lifted Zack’s shirt, gently rubbing his fingers along his back, to his eyes it was a blank canvas just waiting to be filled, but just for today there was just gonna be a single spot. The troll could feel the anxiety coming off from Zack, it was a rare sight to see him so nervous. He then grips the human’s shoulder, he looks at Mallek who shows him a warm smile.

“Hey, you don’t have to do this you know? There’s no pressure, it’s okay if you don’t want to.” Mallek was reassuring Zack that there was nothing wrong with not wanting to do this.

“N-no. I want to, this is important and I r-really want one of yours.” Zack’s voice was a little shaky, but he wasn’t lying despite his nerves, he did truly want this.

“You sure you one of my designs, this is gonna be permanent, and there are plenty of better artists out there-” Mallek pauses when Zack just looks at him, a sincere expression fills his face.

“Alright, alright. Then let’s get started, if you need a break or you want me to stop, just say so.” Mallek gives him a gentle nudge, cupping his face which makes Zack blush.

Mallek got his equipment together, his tattoo machine with a sign logo attached to the side, several ink portions with his signature caste color, along with black ink and an orange packet, several backup needles, and a box of anti-bacterial wipes, and a small tube of numbing cream. Mallek then completely removes Zack’s shirt so it doesn’t get in the way, and wipes the area of his shoulder, he shudders a little feeling the cold, damp wipe against his skin.

“Nice and easy…” Mallek’s tone is soft and gentle as he places he rolls his sleeves above his elbows, and places a pair of gloves on, grabbing his tattoo machine, he flicks a switch, the highspeed movement of the needle as he dips it into the ink.

Mallek had his design to work and begins working, he had been asked to do this by Zack as a special request, a testament of their relationship as he learned about the tattoo Mallek had gotten in honor of him, and wanted to return the sweet gesture, and alternian custom of quadrant mates wearing their partners' colors or sign, he asked Mallek to give him one of his signature designs, with a twist. So Mallek agreed and was now working on a special design for Zack.

Zack who was nervous about it always wanted a cool tattoo and now was as good a time as any to get one, he always loved the intriguing designs that Mallek had decorated his own body with, and he always admire all of them and wanted to get one of his boyfriend’s designs. Despite his nerves and fears, it wasn’t like he hasn’t been threatened, stabbed, held at gunpoint, or almost died in a cosmic battle.

“You know, it helps if you distract yourself if you just talk.” Mallek suggests Zack takes his mind off the needle running along his skin.

‘Talk? About w-what?” Zack didn’t know what to talk about as he sits, doing everything he can not flinch against Mallek’s needle.

“Anything. Whatever you wanna talk about, tell me about your day, or what’s on your mind. Just… Talk to me.” Mallek chuckles, he wasn’t too focused on what Zack wanted to talk about, this was just something to make him feel more comfortable.

“I dunno…” Zack chuckles, he couldn’t think of anything to say. “Uh… “What is it like working on other trolls, how many clients have you worked on?”

“Hmm… I’ve worked on a few dozen, mostly friends and a few clients, I wouldn’t say I’m a pro but I’m certainly not a newbie either.” Mallek admits, he was skilled enough in his trade but he still needed a bit of work.

“I bet.” Zack laughs feeling a lot more relaxed, as they continue to talk about various topics, soon he found himself completely ignoring the needle, it wasn’t as painful as he imagined despite the area Mallek was drawing into.

Mallek would’ve gone with something more simple for Zack’s first tattoo, but he wanted a quote-on-quote Mallek originally designed, and simplicity wasn’t one of his traits.

“Almost done… You doing okay?” Mallek asks Zack, who just nods his head in response, before showing Mallek a thumbs up that he was alright.

“Great. Not long now.” Mallek smiles as he gives Zack an affectionate pat on the other side of his back. “You’re doing so well, and here I thought you gonna be all fidgety.”

“Shut up.” Zack laughs under his breath at Mallek’s comment, although it made him feel good to be complimented by Mallek even though it was a little sarcastic.

…

A couple of hours passed, and the art was coming now finished, the design he was drawing into the human’s skin was an intricate motif of gears, and coding lines but the ends were snakes, he used black ink to type alternian text between the motifs, and at its center was a single heart, one side was blue like Mallek, and the other was orange for the color that Zack would normally wear.

“And we’re all done.” Mallek pulls the needle away from Zack’s skin, turning the machine. He then quickly cleans the area, before placing it. the protective bandage over the design. Making sure it was secure.

“Okay. We’ll use this ointment on the area every few days while it heals, keeps it covered, keep your hands clean, and use mild soaps to clean the area so as not to get it infected.” Mallek went through the normal routine with Zack that he spoke with his clients, a force of habit.

“How’s it look?” Zack is curious to know as he couldn’t see the result, he only had the initial drawing Mallek showed him before he started working.

“See for yourself.” Mallek removes his gloves and grabs a mirror for Zack to see the final piece.

“Whaddya think?” Mallek was a little curious to hear what Zack thought, did he like it? Or was it not what imagined or…

“I love it. It looks so cool!” Zack stands up, his voice filled with eagerness and excitement at the design. He turns to face Mallek and pulls him into a hug.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He declares as his action, and words cause Mallek’s face to turn a deep shade of blue, surprise physical contact was always something that caught Mallek off guard.

“Y-you’re welcome. I’m glad you love it so much.” Mallek smiles, happy that Zack loves it.

#MallekWeek2022 #mallek week 2022 #mallekweek #Mallek Adalov #zack daemon (OC) #oc x canon #oc x canon shipping #fanfiction #fanfic #My writing #hiveswap fanfic #fluff #short and sweet #It took all month but I finally managed to finish all my pieces #canon divergent au #tattoo artist au