#Intermission 1

[the-buttery-baker]

Intermission

*Butter roll has been placed in a cozy room, for the sake of having a break from all the trauma for a bit*

[beautifulfriends]

THEIR EYES - PAGE 05

Asking around

[two-idiots-read-homestuck]

[fiddlefaddlecomic]

INTERMISSION 1

[skaianettechsupport]

hey SlickDroog shippers come get y’all juice!

I wrote a fic for my otp and figured I'd share it here for my fellow degenerates <3 muah

Summary: You are the right hand man of the Midnight Crew, which really means you are Spades Slick’s babysitter. You don’t actually mind keeping him in line. His temper is vicious but so is your own, and you know how to keep his head on straight when it counts. You just wish being his right hand man actually meant something to Slick. You’re the closest to him, always have been, but it seems you’re just another employee with a fancy title. You doubt he’d consider you an associate, forget about friends.

Your brow furrows, putting the first dent in your calm facade. He never did appreciate you, or if he did he never bothered to show it. After all he may have built this city but it’s you who’s held it together. You grip the cigarette in your lips and leave it there, freeing your hands. You take Slick’s disheveled shirt collar in your fists and yank his face up close to yours, only bending slightly down to meet him as the toes of his leather dress shoes brush the floor. “If you don’t need me,” your eyes narrow, “then get rid of me.”

[slime-quest]

"Before we do anything, I think we deserve a moment of celebration for our achievements." "Agreed!" The two of you dance victoriously. You earn a cool fifty silly points, bringing your total to a solid 2 Silly Tickets! Look at you go!! I'm so proud of you. <3 Tricky earns an undisclosed number of silly points. They also seem a little taller? Good for them!

You can put it off no longer. The lake lies before you, smooth, undisturbed. Weirdly calm after all the activity. "Let's grab hands so we don't get separated. I don't know what's down there, but I don't want to lose you." Tricky nods and clasps your hand. The two of you wade out into the water.

As a slime, you're not bothered by the lack of air, but you certainly feel the pressure of the water. You're a lot denser than water, and have no trouble staying on the cool grassy soil. The land slopes steadily as you head further out. The lake is a lot clearer than you expected it to be, making it easy enough to see, tho you're thankful that both you and Godrender glow in the dark.

The surface must be a good ten, maybe twenty feet above you, when you suddenly come to a drop off. You're about in the middle of the lake, and before you is a massive dark pit. It's so deep you can't see the bottom, save a soft red pinprick of light glittering in the dark. Small black bubbles occasionally trickle up from the darkness.

"That's... ohh.. oooohhh.... that's really dark..." Tricky peers over the edge nervously, "I-I don't know if we should go down there..."

Mirrow && There's nothing scary in the dark. It's just a place to hide. && "Whatever's down there, I'm sure we can handle it. We took on three of those wild things, lets clear this up, and then think of the amazing story you'll get to share! Your first adventure, Tricky!" Tricky blushes a little and nods with determination. "A-alright, I can do this! WE can do this!" They grip your hand a little tighter.

The two of you step over the ledge and begin to sink. Deep 󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪Deep 󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪Deep 󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪Deep 󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪Deeper 󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪and deeper and 󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪deeper 󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪and 󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪󠂪 󠂪deeper The surface begins to fade out of view as you descend. Soon you can't see it at all. It's just you, Tricky, and Godrender, illuminated in a small halo of light. You stop seeing fish. Tall, black kelp comes into view, lazily drifting in the currents disturbed by your descent.

You sink deeper and deeper and deeper. Humphrey ## I don't know if the ocean even goes this deep... ## Mirrow && Whatever's down here sure wanted to stay hidden huh.. && "How are you doin, Tricky?" "I'm... fine... it's kind of calming actually. It's so quiet. I'm just a little worried about how we're going to get out of here." "I- uh... we'll figure something out," you say, trying to sound confident, "Oh, hang on, I think this is that thing that was hiding down here."

You settle gently to the bottom of the lake. You brush away some of the kelp to reveal a stone statue of what looks to be some kind of mage. Its single eye is shut, but a glittering red light shines through the seam. Heavy looking metal chains are draped over the body and shoulders of the figure. Each link has intricate runes engraved in it. The whole thing is sealed with a large heavy padlock, which is also covered in runes. The figure has a hand stretched upwards, a single finger aimed at the surface. Small black bubbles slowly issue from the fingertip and lazily drift out of sight into the inky darkness above. "This appears to be an extremely powerful binding," Godrender says, "Please proceed with caution."

[formulaes5]

when they ask fred vasseur how he signed lewis hamilton

[muckyschmuck]

ya i’d be pissed if i was using a fuck ass flip phone keyboard too

[the-buttery-baker]

yeah- just- please let me hug you I really need it right now-

LICORICE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, YOUR BOYFRIEND HAS TURNED INTO A DEMON AND IS NOW GOING INSANE FROM HIS NEW POWERS ACTING WITHOUT HIM, GO GIVE HIM A HUG OR SOMETHING

WHAT?? 😭😭😍

@the-buttery-baker are you okay?!?!?!?

[indigocaste]

My ace attorney friend said to put them in these

[the-buttery-baker]

BITE US, BUTTER

"He's... busy with licorice right now, so I'll just take a sample of your jam and... there! A whole jar of anon jam!"

[beautifulfriends]

THEIR EYES - PAGE 04

Just the One

[two-idiots-read-homestuck]

hes just like me

[groggygrimalkin]

Motorcycle Itchy!! He seems like the type of get one and get bored of it really quick but also he's that one motorcycle rider on the highway who weaves through high speed traffic.

[the-buttery-baker]

*he takes a candy and eats it while watching*

*butter roll appears from nowhere, except he seems to be some sort of demon with a gold motif*

Licorice called me and told me to "sic" you but I have no idea what that means

-🧈🪙

He's gotten himself in trouble and is trying to use you as means to avoid conflict, but there isn't any danger. Take a candy for your troubles, and allow me to finish conversing.

*He offers a jar of candies*

[slime-quest]

Humphrey ## It doesn't seem like it wants to fight anymore... maybe we should let it go? ##

Mirrow && I don't think we should leave any of them standing.  I don't care what the king wants, these things hurt a lot of people as well as us, and deserve to be punished for it &&

"Hmm..."

Godrender, is the one inside you still alive?

Godrender $$ Alive and desperately trying to get out -- $$ [1d10 = 9] $$ We have them under control, tho.  They will not escape $$

You stride over to the void and stop in front of it.  It glares at you, but doesn't attack.

"Hey! uh... Your friends are unharmed.  Uh, I mean, well they're still alive anyway."

It lets out a sort of angry buzzing growl in response.

An idea strikes you, and you pull the locket out of your inventory and hold it out to them.  "The Void King wants to meet with you, do you think this would let you talk to them?"

The locket opens up and begins to play that soft tinkling melody.  Your core resonates with it.

The wild void lets out a bloodcurdling scream that ripples the water around them, clutches their head, and collapses.

"HOW... DARE ... YOU..." it gurgles, "THAT... TRAITOR... THAT WRETCHED... SWEET... SONG... IT CRRRAAAWWWLLLS INTO MY BLOOD... MY GOD... FORGIVE ME..."

A familiar voice echoes through your core, low, calm, monotone, but not without emotion.

"Child, you have wandered alone for too long.  Forget this ancient song, and remember, not what you were, but who you are."

The sobbing void crumbles, and sinks down into the blood, leaving behind nothing but a large red orb and Tricky's sword.

The locket snaps shut.  Your core is silent.

Tricky is staring at you, mouth agape.  " It just... melted??  How did you do that?? What WAS that??"

"Oh, uh... well, I'm not sure honestly, but hey, it worked! We got an eye, and two live ones!"

"Well... mission successful then!" Tricky smiles and then winces.

"Oh, lemme take a look at that.." you reach out and hold Tricky's head gently in your hands.  The blast area is still gently bubbling and hissing.

You gently press your frozen hand over it.  Tricky shivers, grimacing in pain, but doesn't pull away.  The hissing slowly stops as the ice cools it.

.........