#(Vriska did everything wrong and it was Excellent to watch)

[azure-clockwork]

So we are one singular support cutscene into Edelgard’s route through Three Houses and holy shit, she’s gonna fuck me up so badly. As much as flirting with Dorothea would be fun and all, Christ the cross, the angst. She’s going right to the top of the ‘unhealthy obsession with traumatized women’ right below Harrowhark Nonagesimus. Does she beat Riza Hawkeye? Remains to be seen

…I may have a problem

[silenthillmutual]

adding onto that other homestuck question u got, what are your hc's for their blood colors, if they were trolls? Some I see fitting blood colors that match w/ their zodiac, like Taka, but others don't really fit the blood color associated w/ theirs, like Byakuya being a Taurus = bronzeblood.

I’ve actually thought a bit about this before! From what I have heard, astrological signs aren’t as big a thing in Japan as they are in America, so there have been some times when I’ve looked at the official astrological signs for characters and just kinda had a flat “no” reaction to it. Like, Jotaro Kujo as an Aquarius? Absolutely. Jonathan Joestar as an Aries? Nope. 

I think Byakuya would definitely be Violet. He has a massive superiority complex and definitely says stuff that sounds like things Eridan would say (I’m keeping THH as Alternia and GD as Beforus), like that comment he has in school mode that very unfortunately sounds like he’s talking about ethnic cleansing.

Due to their association with psychic powers, I could see Sayaka being a goldblood! Although some of her sprites remind me of Aradia, for some reason? 

I’m kinda doing this out of order because Byakuya was the first one I thought of, but I’d always thought that Hina had a similar personality to Nepeta, or maybe closer to Meulin? Potentially because I think she’s also a Heart player. I think Chihiro’s friendship with Mondo is close to how Equius & Nepeta’s moirailegiance is, or maybe like how Meulin & Horuss are? But the Homespectrum section of the Homestuck wiki said that Olivebloods tends to have assassination type jobs which. I just. Did not remember. I gotta reread Homestuck, lol.

Okay, about Jadebloods: “Jade Signs are the zodiac’s caretakers. Intelligent and steady, they are excellent organizers and planners. They are detail-oriented, and can tend toward perfectionism, never satisfied with their endeavors. If you hire on a Jade Sign, be prepared for an excellent product, but also no peace until that project is flawless. They are fussy and particular, which can cause friction with those around them, although a Jade Sign holds no one to as high a standard as they hold themselves.”

So. That’s definitely Taka! And I think that it’s especially cool how that fits his canonical astrological sign, although his birth date was meant as a joke. 

I’ve seen people drawing Taka before as Tealblood, and that does make a certain kind of sense since he is drawn to justice, but I think I would place this one as Kyouko. Being involved in legal-type stuff is apparently a, like, requirement of their blood type, and Kyouko went into being a detective because it runs in her family. 

Celes is Cerulean: “Let’s not mince words: Blue Signs are the ones to watch. Of all the sign classes, they have the potential to do the most good, but also cause the worse harm. They can be incredibly effective, and also incredibly destructive. Tell a Blue Sign this and chances are they would agree with you. They are magnetic and adaptive, able to adjust how they present themselves in any situation. They have a mask for every occasion. They are obsessively dedicated, willing to throw themselves into work, play, and everything in between. Because of this, Blue Signs are highly valuable allies and friends. However, they are very selective when it comes to who they let into their inner circle. You could be best friends with a Blue Sign and still never truly know them. They are powerful and successful, but they also tend toward jealousy. They often resent those they see as more well-positioned than they are. A well-adjusted Blue Sign is fantastically competent and inspiring, but a Blue Sign at their worst is a force for chaos.”

I’m sure the comparison between Celes and Vriska has been drawn, but for whatever it’s worth, I think Ardata Carmia is a closer fit. I’d go into details, but that would constitute Hiveswap Friendsim spoilers so I won’t!

Reading about Indigo signs, I’m kind of surprised to say this but I think that may fit Hiro best. Excitable, changing their tastes in an instant (I was thinking of that time when he says something about like, “my character wasn’t fully developed then!”), tactless comments and flailing limbs (his jacket, oh god), digging their heels in to insist they did nothing wrong when they hurt peoples’ feelings. 

I’m going to say flat-out that Junko is Fuschia because Meenah and HIC definitely fit Junko. 

Makoto…if I opted to make him a troll instead of a human, would probably make him mutated blood, for his role as the leader and having uniting forces among his friend group and would probably be the one most likely to form bonds outside the boundaries of quadrants. But I could also see this fitting Mukuro, because there’s not much we know about her and Junko would absolutely hold her being a mutant over her head to manipulate her.

Now, for who I have left…. there’s

LeonChihiroMondo HifumiSakuraToko

I think Toko could maybe be Burgandy. She has a lot of self-esteem issues in regards to her looks that I think would translate well into the Homestuck ‘verse as self-esteem issues relating to the hemospectrum and her likelihood to be culled. I could also see Burgandy working well for Chihiro, because of its relationship to ghosts. I feel like I’ve seen people headcanon her as Bronzeblood, mostly so they can have a thing about Mondo as cerulean killing her and that…I just do not think is fair to compare Chihiro & Mondo’s relationship to that of Vriska & Tavros’. They have completely different contexts to them. 

Alongside Makoto, I would actually probably make Sakura & Leon humans. I’m not sure where on the hemospectrum that they would fit. Maybe Leon would be Violet as well? He doesn’t really ring a lot of the same bells as Eridan, but I could see him being more like Cronus, maybe. Or even a bronzeblood as Rufioh: an equal opportunity himbo. 

I would not put Mondo as a Purple blood at all. I know that’s common because “ohhhh big violent big scary!” but Mondo really isn’t a wildcard, I don’t read him as a Rage player and I don’t think he’d be that high up on the hemospectrum. I could see Junko fitting as the wildcard with ridiculously strong psychic powers who fucks with the timeline enough to ruin things for literally everybody. I know I already said she was Fuschia for being like Meenah or HIC, but I think the purple description fits her as well. Maybe she’d be the Gamzee (or Kurloz, given that he was capable at brainwashing) with Mukuro as the hands-off Fuschia blood, more like Feferi? 

I saw someone draw Hifumi as bronzeblood before, but like Sakura and Leon I don’t really see anyone I think he really fits in terms of parallels. It’s something that I guess would make sense if you have Celes-as-Vriska but I’m not sure comparing him to Tavros is fair. So for the bronzeblood…I don’t know, I guess Mondo? I could see Mondo being Indigo, as he clearly has some kind of magnetism to be able to run that gang - he just wouldn’t be a particularly well-adjusted Indigoblood. He is careless - at least emotionally - and sometimes is unintentionally tactless. I would only put him as Bronze because Gundham isn’t in this game and he’s the closest we get to someone who might be able to commune with animals. 

Hbu, what do you think?

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homed stuck for the fandom ask

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the first character i ever fell in love with: vriska. kanaya quickly after. i liked rose from the beginning but i always found her to be really difficult to understand until the last couple years. oh also i guess snowman counts?? we talked about this, the intermission was my favorite part when i first read homestuck in summer 2011 and snowman was the first homestuck character i ever looked up fanart of

a character that i used to love/like, but now do not: karkat. i wouldnt say i dislike him necessarily but he used to be my third favorite and has now dropped way down the list

a ship that i used to love/like, but now do not: god do i really want to incriminate myself with my terrible high school shipping tastes.... well first of all vriskan was like, the first femslash ship i ever really genuinely loved, so there’s that. i was also the unfortunate jadekat shipper despite not liking jade in my first read of the comic. so you know. i had terrible opinions when was 17

my ultimate favorite character™: kanaya, rose, & vriska, in that order

prettiest character: i mean i don’t feel comfortable calling teenagers attractive lol so probably snowman

my most hated character: caliborn and equius

my OTP: rose/kanaya

my NOTP: god there are so many bad homestuck ships. i mean anything with eridan or gamzee. roxy/john cuz its just so needlessly heterosexual

favorite episode flash: the megalovania one where vriska and aradia go god tier. i also really like the john, karkat, and meenah walkarounds

saddest death: vriska’s, aradia’s, rose’s

favorite season act: not to be That Person but act 5 act 2 definitely. that’s when the story really went in all sorts of cool directions. we saw the excellent rose/kanaya pesterlogs, vriska was doing her machinations, everything was going to shit, and then cascade. loved it nothing in the comic ever made me feel the same after that. honestly nothing in the world has ever made me feel the way pre-act 6 homestuck did

least favorite season act: act 6. i caught up RIGHT as act 6 was beginning and after the rollercoaster of act 5 i was not ready to dial it back and watch four kids enter sburb again. the relationship between jane, jake, roxy, and dirk is extremely strained and tenuous, making the very foundation of act 6 shaky at best. everything really goes off the rails too, we see less and less of the characters the comic had gotten us attached to (and all of rose’s funny lines started going to dirk instead which was a personal slight against me). the end felt like a convoluted trainwreck. act 6 is just tough for me to get through, though i’ve reread it a few times in my many, many rereads

character that everyone else in the fandom loves, but i hate: eridan and gamzee. they suck. they are the worst. and yes i am absolutely judging you if you like them but not vriska that’s just how i am

my ‘you’re piece of trash, but you’re still a fave’ fave: vriska except she’s way less trash than fucking eridan/gamzee/equius/caliborn, the garbage brigade, in that she’s actually interesting/compelling/sympathetic

my ‘beautiful cinnamon roll who deserves better than this’ fave: roxy and calliope

my ‘this ship is wrong, nasty, and makes me want to cleanse my soul, but i still love it’ ship: no. only thing that comes close is vriskan and it’s not wrong or nasty lol. potentially vriska/rose but also that

my ‘they’re kind of cute, and i lowkey ship them, but i’m not too invested’ ship: davekat, roxy/calliope, vrisrezi

[inverumlibertas-blog]

===> Nights in the past, but not many...

|Terezi Megido|

It's barely been 48 hours since your lusus returned with no letter from your dearly beloved Kanaya, and you've more than raised hell about it. After taking your motorcycle down to the collective's local dim season location and beating the hell out of their toughest bruisers for information, you proceeded to curse them with plague, throwing down a smoke bomb that scattered nanobots all around the area that would seek out trolls and cause rashes. 

 You only refrain from killing them because you know Kanaya's still out there. She would hate it if you killed them, she was always a softie like that. Brutalizing animals but having the naivety to trust a troll. 

 You hoped to glean something from those disgusting layabouts in the forest, but apparently they had all been too busy pissing on each other's unkempt beards and crying about Troll Facebook to actually pay attention to whether they had killed your closest friend, whether she had escaped, or which direction she had run off in. Your hand hovers over your left pocket, where you keep your crystal dagger, and you take a deep breath as you board your hoverbike, boots locked in and a pack strapped to your back with your walking stick. 

 You wanted to stay off grid as much as you could. Gamble online here, pawn some things there, pick up basic necessities now and then -- cash is king, and you always kept it handy. You wonder if information is something you need a line of credit for -- you wonder how well that information is guarded. You're prepared to do anything, but you're still hesitant about that.

Your broker agreed to deal with you, but they seemed incredibly wary about it, not having much of any information on you. Megido, maroon, 5'4. Information you could get from a sweeps old biometric scan rudimentary enough to be used as login information for an online game. Your contact is nearby -- in an alley by the flickering advertisement for Stay Neon cosmetics that always causes your scanner to fumble while parsing it. You requested no recorded surveillance, but you really have no idea if they'll honor that. You'll have to trust that the information at least won't leave the broker's husktop, though you don't want to. Even if you took your glasses off, you probably wouldn't be able to notice a surveillance device. You're a good judge of character, not cameras. 

You park your hoverbike and lean it against a dingy wall that smells like dusty plaster, stepping into the alleyway. You can't see it, but you can feel the damp shadow cast over your body by the lack of moonlight when you pass through. A faint, sour odor, though you can't place it, and don't want to. "Gee, I sure hope I don't get jumped in this alleyway all by myself!"

A fantastic code phrase for identification, engineered by yours truly.

|Feferi Serket|

“I know,” you tsk mournfully, “I know it’s hard, in this night and age, to find someone to be with, who wants to be with you. And to think you had something real, only to find this? I- I know, but those are the facts.” 

 You’re sitting at your desk, where you’ve been stuck for the past thirty minutes with your hand heavy over your eyes, keeping a headache at bay. Thirty minutes!! Thirty whole damn minutes. You could have planned a murder and been done with this whole mess in that time, but no. No, this emotional Blueblood was clearly more interested in whining to you because his Boyfriend was seen across town with someone else. Of course you’d had them looked into, and this wasn’t the first time it’d happened, but you’ve decided to keep that to yourself. He’d only paid for last night, after all. This, however, did not assuage his sudden grief. Your hand drops against the hard exoskeleton of the desk and you roll your eyes at the communication device in your ear, glancing over at it as though it – or he – could see you. 

 “I can't release everything to you without proper clear- Yes. Yes, I’m aware, but I did not cause your partner's infidelity, sir. This company is not liable for that, we just found it out for you. Yes. Sir, yes, I know. Not without proper clearance, as you well know when you signed your papers, it’s in the agreement. I know you’re sad. I know it hurts, dear, I am sorry for your loss.” You keep your voice just cheerful enough to slide through the thin wall of polite empathy and non-offence. You’re just floating, now, trying to get him off the line. You weren’t a therapist if you could help it and he hadn’t paid you nearly enough to care about this for much longer. 

 “Well, if you do decide to follow through with that, I know an excellent crematorium. Yes! Yes, I’ll have it forwarded. It was good to speak with you too. Mhmm!! You have a good night now.”

You hear the call line end in your ear and your head drops to your desk dramatically. Ugh!! Ugh. You stand up to stretch a little after that, eyes unseeing of the bright white room that was your office, already focused on your glasses screen, sending data packets to some of your operatives and making notes to get the crematorium’s number to your now – thankfully!! – ex-client. You pause, considering just how serious he might have been about killing the jade for his indiscretion. You roll your eyes again, listing to one side and pulling a face. God, if he was willing to whine to you for that long, he’d probably go through with it. Fine, whatever, you send a message to Anisce to send the boy a warning. It was out of your hands now, better or worse. 

 Your wrist starts to vibrate in pulses, and you turn your wrist up to look at your watch. Ah. You’d been waiting for this. Your other wrist flicks out and you finger down the holo-display, the bright whiteness of the tile fading down to blacks and blues, dimming the whole thing. You press something else, as you sit back down, to lock the door. The display outside flickers from a light blue smiling crocodile to a red one, sunk up to its eyes in digital water, eyeing everyone who passed suspiciously. It was, frankly, one of your more favorite customizations.

 A low grumbling noise vibrates the floor, and you smile softly. “Give me another hour, and ill have your food sent up.” You say to no one in particular, and you’re answered with the sound of sloshing water as she slips back under the pool.

“Eyes on.”

Your glasses display flickers, and suddenly you’re staring at a troll in an alley, under one of many Stay Neon Cosmetics signs peppering the City floor.

A short troll walks out of the shadow and into the hollow buzzlight of the sign. She’s young, probably just off of the nursery continent. She’s covered head to toe in white leather, white helmet, White mask covering the lower half of her face. 

 She points to her left eye, and the inner circles of its cybernetic iris bring the other troll into focus. 

 “The broker will see you now.”

|Terezi Megido|

Most of the aesthetic is lost on you, your scanner reading back to you simple things. Cybernetic eye, white leather, simple biometrics - height, species, things that don't matter too much to you. You give a thumbs up, you're sure there was some kind of mysterious pageantry you just missed out on, and you like to pretend to be in the loop. 

 "Well, let's get to it, then. You have resources, I have funds. I need someone found, and time is of the essence." 

 You doubt she's in any pressing danger, but she's always in possible danger. It's the price of living in this world, augmented or not. You pull a holographic card out of your wallet and hold it out in the palm of your hand. In it is a picture of Kanaya, a bit younger, cropped from a selfie you took together on the nursery continent. You tilt the card slightly and the hologram shifts, showing slight angles from 3D facial mapping. 

 "She usually tries to stay out of cities, but I need information on any sightings or surveillance footage possible." 

 Saying this much makes you uneasy. If you could track her yourself, you would, but nobody notices a grimy oliveblood slinking around in the gutters unless you offer financial incentive.

|Feferi Serket|

The Small Troll doesn’t respond, doesn’t move at all, really, until she’s presented with the holocard. Then she’s slow, deliberate, between looking at the face of this maroon, to moving forward slowly, to staring pointedly at the card in her hand. 

 She doesn’t move or speak, without your say so. You’ve already got colorful displays emanating from your desktop and your wrist projectors, both of the troll in front of you – er-the troll in front of the proxy - and the woman on the card. You’re running facial recognition on the card, and aging it it up and down at least five sweeps to cover your bases. You flick a finger and set it to keep the line to Vriska on hold, just in case you needed the Nursery Database files. Meanwhile, the Proxy stands there, staring at the card, awaiting your instruction. 

 Your fingernails tap on the edge of the chair. That’ll take a minute or two to run through and triple check itself. You refocus on the proxy visuals. You could do a lot with a few minutes. 

 “Look at her again. Prepare to speak.” 

 The Woman in White stands straight again without word or warning, staring at your client, unblinking. You take her in through your secondary set of eyes. Something doesn’t set right. Shes almost familiar, but you comb through so much on a nightly basis, that hardly tell you anything. Still…. Something beeps on your right and you glance over, and smile satisfactorily. It wasn’t a full facial match, and it was from sweeps ago, but the probability of you being right was high enough, you’d take the risk. Best case, you intimidate her, worst case, you’re wrong and you play it off, and she lets down her guard. Or, you know, spooks and knifes the proxy, but you like to stay optimistic. You open your mouth to speak, and it comes out of your proxy’s mouth. 

 “Hello, Miss Megido, It’s a pleasure.”

|Terezi Megido|

Panic descends on your frail little lowblooded heart, like a skeletal hand squeezing a hopbeast to death. Outwardly, though, you just take a breath. Your hand twitches slightly; you want to place your hand over your crystal dagger again, but you know better. Worthless little underling that proxy may or may not be, you can't just go around stabbing people to get what you want - or escape from what you don't. You're not well-bred enough for that. 

 Instead, you tilt your head slightly to one side, flip the hologram off, the card back into your pocket, and the LEDs on your sunglasses display little blinking inquiry hooks where it normally displays fake eyes. 

"So can you do it or not?" 

 You're scared out of your mind, but you can't afford to piss yourself in an alleyway. You wouldn't be able to live with yourself if you contributed to this stench.

|Feferi Serket|

You’re sitting comfortably, legs crossed petitely under and to the side of your chair. You’re relaxed, all the displays hovering above the desk now, leaving your hands free to fold over one another just in front of your chin. You grin over them, eyes alight with the rush of near victory at the ways she tenses, the ways she challenges you. You’d been right.

Your words continue to ghost through your much less reactive operative. 

 “I can, and am. And you can calm down, Megido, if I turned in every Off Grid troll that asked after my help, I wouldn’t have a very interesting clientele, would I?” 

 Your head tilts with the question, but the Woman in White remained stoic as ever. As pleased with yourself as you generally where when even small gambles paid off, something still wasn’t in its place. Your eyebrows pinch lightly, and you send a command to re-run Megidos known features in conjunction with the name. 

“And I do like interesting. Now, About payment. What exactly did you have in mind?”

|Terezi Megido|

You steel your nerves, roll your shoulders a little. 

 "Obviously I prefer not to pay through a credit company. I have old world gold coins that would fetch a pretty price placed in the claws of a collector or reclaimer, gems, paper money, hexes. It's a noob move, perhaps, but for such a simple operation, I'm sure you can afford to give me a reasonable price." 

 You have a feeling the broker is going to deny your payment capabilities and demand something stupid, but you really hope it's just a feeling. Only an idiot would turn down old world coinage -- it's worth a fortune if you can peddle it to the right old money alcoholic with their claws desperately digging at the past. Or a salvage op. Maybe it's a little radioactive, but the tumors wouldn't show up for decades!

|Feferi Serket|

“Oh I can afford it, to be sure, but I think  you and I both know you don’t want to wait on me to verify the values of all that." The Woman in white hasn’t moved since she started looking at Megido. 

You, however, are flipping through displays rapidly. Something had clicked, seconds ago. Some phrase or word, or. Something. Bells were ringing, and you needed desperately to shut them up. To know. 

The more you pulled up, trying to trace this downright ghostly line of though, the more you were realizing that it was stirring up old memories you hadn’t really wanted to hold onto, but, apparently, weren’t willing to give up yet. You tried not to care about that. You just had to verify. Dig, and verify. You wave away your view of her, the womans eye shifting with the pause, so you could refocus. 

 A few moments later, you lean back against your chair heavily, disbelieving. You rub your eyes.  It really was such a small fucking world,  wasn’t it. The iris rings spun again in their reawakening as you look through them, trying to take this woman in. What you could see of her, anyway, as your hands now gripped the arms of your seat.

 And sure enough, there it was. The memory clicked into place, flickering like a bad projector. Your bubbly exterior sweeps away with it, and you’re left bitter, and angry, but, to the benefit of her general well being, not at her. 

 You take a deep breath, and sit straight-backed, as your desk finally beeps a match at you. Fine. Time to end this. 

 “I’ve found pictures of Kanaya, Surely a little bit of cash and the promise of a favor or two would suffice?”

|Terezi Megido|

"You wanted that in modern cash or old?" 

 You bristle a little at the mention of Kanaya's name, but it's only natural that she'd be able to find that out if she had yours. She probably has info on the nursery island. That has to be it. Still, you slip your backpack off of one shoulder and pull it to the front -- a pair of shimmering, holographic dragonfly wings burst forth momentarily and flutter before dispersing. 

 Your claws hover over several different parcels, waiting for confirmation.  You have no idea what kind of a favor she could ask of you -- you doubt she believes in your hexes. 

 "What would I need to pay you to update me if new information becomes available?"

|Feferi Serket|

You watch her impatiently, as she pulls off her dirty pack and starts to rifle through it without putting up a fight, and you pull a face of minor disgust. She didn’t want to negotiate; she wasn’t asking questions about what you’d found…For all she knows you could have photos from sweeps ago, entirely useless.  She’s over eager, She’s dirty, scared…and She’s, frankly, desperate. God. You close your eyes, and allow yourself the smallest sigh. Thinking about that time in your life was usually something akin to lighting a slow burning fuse that only ever ended with a pile of rubble and regret. But, somehow, you can feel that coal in your gut start to quench itself before it ever gets to really burning, and, confused, you remind yourself that it was Eridan you hated, not her.

But this sudden calm was more than that. 

She used to be kind of arrogant, in that way that people who know what they’re doing are. That is to say, not terribly boastful, but definitely accurate. Dangerous, in that way, and you’d liked that about her. She got what she wanted, dealt fair, and played her odds. It wasn’t something one was often given due credit for, as anyone could run a FVRRP guild bank, but to run Aradia Captors Guild Bank and make it dance the way she used to – That. That was a skill. That was a whole subset of skills. That Megido would have given you a run for your money, but you pull yourself from your memory. She was somebody you could have, maybe, looked up to, once.

This is not the Terezi Megido that you remember. You shake your head. 

But, then, who of any of you were.

“Modern Cash will do, and two favors you owe me. I don’t know what they will be, or when I will ask them of you, so do keep in touch. The Money will be a Third of my usual asking price. You may entrust it to the woman you see before you." you pause, considering her second question. 

“…On second thought, give me those coins, and I’ll add you to the mailing list. The data is streaming to you now.” 

 The Woman in White, reaches up behind her right ear to pull out a memory insert, blinking green to signify it’s been filled, and holds it just beyond what Terezi could reach.

“My Proxy will handle the rest. You know how to contact me. “ 

 Your finger hovers over the display, ready to end the connection. Everyone had changed, and you were no exception. You didn’t do friends, anymore, and besides. You had a reputation to keep. 

 “I’m sure I’ll be seeing you, Terezi.” 

 You end the call, and turn the lights back up. You had a lusus to feed.

|Terezi Megido|

Again, calling you your first name. You shake your head, squinting a little -- it doesn't show up on your glasses, but your nose scrunches up a bit. You hate the idea of owing a favor to someone like this, let alone two favors. Impersonal, smug, detached. Your lusus comes to life around your neck from where she had been hanging like a limp scarf, darting out to fetch the insert, delicately between sharp teeth. She's always had a pretty good sense about playing along with you, almost like she can sense what you want. She coils back around your neck easily and drops the info right into your waiting hand, and spirits above, a part of you wants to just dart off; hop on your bike, sand your horns down and get a new anonymity schtick. 

 The other part of you is a cynical witch who values her life and knows not to double cross someone whose sinister aura manages to shine despite not even being physically present. 

 You count out what you need and hand over your payment to the proxy, along with little hex bag. "For good luck," you say, and you don't wait for a response from the Woman in White before you're back on your bike and heading away, somewhere, anywhere that isn't that alleyway.

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Kay, new icon is Vriska’s dice cause the gradient was lame, and every Vriska blog halfway to sunday has already had every photo of her face as their icon twice. It also works cause of yknow liking dnd and stuff. one thing I really liked about my last vriska pic one was the negative space made it feel like it popped and I feel like this one has sort of the same thing going for it. Wow, it can be that deep. I’m just rambling cause it’s 3am and yet again I have stayed up this long. I can;t wait til it’s winter again so I can force myself back into a normal sleep schedule. I stayed up all night a couple nights ago, and that gave me one decent night of sleep so I might just try that again tonight. Rest put under the readmore because it’s irrelevant and sleep deprived rambling I wouldn’t dare subject my beautiful followers and browsers to.

While I’m here, posting a late night thing no one will see or interact with; thank god; I was cleaning and I came across one of those neck warmer things that legit just a tube you pull up your face to keep your nose from freezing off because Canada Winters, I never can use them because I always fog up my glasses, and I just wanted to say that Niqabi gals with glasses are so brave? Legit if I had to deal with my glasses fogging up I’d die, I’d rather lose my nose to frostbite than fog them up (like I go outside enough loll) so for them to deal with that everyday is like, legendary. I mean, I guess if you were pretty antisocial you wouldn’t have to deal with it much but still, point totally stands. 

While we’re on the positivity train? Lesbians? y’all really like Vriska HUH? Thank you for interacting, I appreciate, yall are so valid. I’m torn between “You have good taste” jokes and “Yall will just like anything w/ vriska in it” and either way it takes too strong a stance on my own content to feel good about it. Obvs goes the same way for all the NB and Trans ppl interacting, yall are also Excellent and I appreciate yall. Obvs I’m cis so I don’t have any real godtier takes or anything abt. gender, but reading your guyss stuff is excellent please keep making it.

Uh sexuality update; Still labelling as bi, IDK if I really want to date men tho, before I actually and FINALLY get a taste of the other side; please; because I feel like the problem with my relationships re; dudes is just that I can’t just be myself, I’m just 900000% in my own head about it and not even like; trying to be idealized, idk whats going on I just have a hard time connecting w/ them and it’s defo my fault so idk bro. IDK it’s fun to have crushes but dating is BORING from my very limited experience with only guys which is why a gf would be excellent. Or girl aligned partner. I feel like maybe what I’m attracted to is like, femininity, not necessarily femmes or women. IDK bruh it’s weird. doesn’t help I can’t even figure out how to get and keep friends LOLLL it’s 3am. Sorry

Honestly before I started vrisrose posting I felt so useless yknow cause in the vriska circles there are a lot of intelligent people who understand canon better and are overall smarter and better spoken so I just felt like everything I had to say was just old hat and not very interesting. But the thing I like about VrisRose is no one else is talking about it as frequently ( I was searching the tag and my blog came up in the recco’s for blogs up top and I was very happy) so I feel like, hey, this is my niche. That one engineer of useless inventions quote: The best way to become top of your field is to specialize:, I jsut love rarepairs so much! I think it’s such a great way to approach character analysis because no one exists in a vaccum so seeing peoples interactions and what people like is so fun!!!! I say, invalidating all my personal issues lollll

CHARACTER ANALYSIS! FUCK TALKING ABOUT INTERACTIONS OR ACTIONS ON THEIR OWN OR THOUGHTS OR HC’S, I STAND BY MY ONE TAAKO ‘vriska did nothing wrong’ QUOTE; Trying to understand what characters morals, and their opinions on certain things by analyzing their opinions and interactions in canon is 500x more productive seeming to me than other things. Like, say taako’s thoughts about vriska, V and Lucretia are p similar actions wise, and he was pissed at her but that was mostly cause of the personal connections, when it doesn’t affect him Taako doesn’t seem to have any moral objections to any of the icky moral stuff; think robot planet or whatevs where they were gonna genocide the place and lup was like no and that was like the only reason he didn’t I’m pretty sure, I’m not too big brained on taako or adventurezone either so don’t take my word; So I think that Taak’s would be chill with Vriska. Another thing? The Lucretia thing was like, giving up which Taako is not ok with and Vriska thigns were about not giving up so I do legit think he would be totally coool with her, even if she were real, unless obvs she hurt one of the seven bird red robe people and their new friends.

ISN;T THAT SUCH A FUN METHOD OF CHARACTER ANALYSIS? I’m not drunk or in an altered state just tired enthusiastic and with a lot of pent up thoughts. Speaking of which, this song just came on it’s “Slowdance with you” by the Marcus Hedges Trend Orchestra and it is SOOOOO good, it’s on a vrisrezi playlist I put on bc I’m rereading song of the pyre because it was vriska day and it’s super good soo so good. It’s on loop now, legit best

Quick detours before I lay out some more hs thoughts; 

Overwatch:

-Ben “Captainplanet” came out w/ a new article and I LOVE IT so much and I want hhis job so bad I wanna get into stats so much ahhh  please so good it’s giving me a , this is crude but it’s the best way I can phrase it, a math erection. I love math so much <33333333

-The Shock, my faves, are doing well and I’m happy for them! I hope they go 7-0, I believe in them! I’m lying I am so fucking nervous for literally every match they have they’re gonna 2-5 AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Why am I so INVESTED? They technically could take first spot but that’s require titan’s to lose every match left and the shock to 7-0, but the thing is I thought that I wanted that but 

-then I watched the titans london match today, and I HATED the thought of titans losing. And losing so hard to other teams too, and I didn’t realize this but I think I do actually kinda like the titans?The thought of them not being a great team makes me sad. I think it’s like I really like them and shock as rivals, yknow, stage one and two, then this upcoming map? If Titans aren’t still Good in this meta it just sorta makes their rivalry not fun. Kismesis vibes is what I’m gonna say cause I’m TRASSSHHHHH pls stop my terrible hands from typing also if I ever saw actual ship stuff I would kill whoever made it. Like I’m not gonna check their socials or anything but if they’ve got a match against most teams I’d probs root for them. The Wolf section today was so funny lollll

-I think I might hate the London Spitfire. I have literally no reason to? I think all the players are good and I like them as people and I would never actively hate on them? But I’m like. Really mean to them in my head. I was so satisfied seeing htem lose to Florida, and Titans like IDK? Also they’re hella overrated so anticlutch jfc. Hate the franchise, love the players if that makes sense. IDK WHYYYYYYYYYYY

-Also I’m gonna miss tomorrows shock match and I’m so scared rip.

Misc: 

-Tripped backwards and somehow upturned my moms glass scale and it fell on my foot, that shit hurted.

-Oh My God I’m Projecting a million different things right now because I feel like this will not have an audience if you see this I’m begging you please don’t interact I’d die of embarassment keep the fact you’ve seen this a secret from me

HS:

-JFC song of the pyre is an excellent fic, I wish it would ever get updated it’s so fucking good guys

-I need to read more vrisrezi long form

-Non-sgrub vrisrezi is best vrisrezi

-My ideal Vrisrezi au would be like HS canon, diverge into non-sgrub and they completely fall out of touch, Killing Eve season 1, then Song of the Pyre. THAT is what I want.

-Killing eve season one and two would be an even BETTER VRISROSE AU AHHHHHH

-I once read a very good trollstuck rose but it was an eri-rose ship so basically what I want is that persons troll rose but paired with vriska. For how much I blog about it I’ve read very little vrisrose fic but almost everything I know comes from this fic. . Oh uh this is not the erirose fic that I read w trollstuck although it does unfortunately have erirose but I can excuse it when the vrisrose is this Excellent

Alright I’ve run out of hyper juice, have a nice night, sorry for posting thisssss

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