#Tagora x mspa reader

[8sharkie-bites8]

Some pridemonth art I finished just today:]

Hope everyone had a great pride!

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[shippingforpros-homestuckedition]

Mspa reader x sugar daddy Tagora?

who?

[davekat-sucks]

Fuck it, Tagora x The MSPA Reader is a better ship than davekat

I thought the chemistry they had was cute

Tagora x MSPA Reader is a better ship than Davekat. His volume is really fun!

[somnambulant-snowball]

I don't necessarily ship all these, I just put whoever I thought was the most fitting, but I think the dynamics are really interesting to think about! Anyway, Polypa should host her own dating show.

(text source: GilpinGrace on twitter)

[the-night-before-we-met]

I keep thinking about the hiveswap trolls reaction to the MC skating,, like not professional, literally them starting to get the hang of it and getting around town with their skateboard

so I'm going to write them<3

I'm not doing this because I started skating and got myself a skateboard, what? 😳🙄🤡

♍Lanque:

📳 He was probably on his way home from a party when he heard weels coming towards him. As he was about to move out of the way you stopped your skate "Hey Lanque!"

☠️ Your cheerful voice caught him offguard, he didn't expect such a fragile alien to know how to skate "hey darlin', What are you doing out at this hour?" He asked somewhat concerned "I'm practicing on my skate board!"

🥀 Before he could start another sentence you gave him a marker "wanna sign my skate?" Oh you bet he does! "you can even draw your sign if you want!" He grinned, showing those pearly white fangs as he signed your board and drew his sign.

📳 You walked him back to his hive before starting to skate your way down some streets. That was until you started getting texts from Lanque telling you to go back home and not stay out too much.

Mallek♏:

🐍 This manz except for lifting weights barely does any sport. He prefers staying inside his hive most days. So it was a surprise when he saw you drop by with groceries on a fucking skateboard. "since when do you skate??"

🛸 "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU FELL TWICE BUT THE GROCERIES = FINE!?" He literally doesn't want to let you set foot on that skateboard again. In a final attempt you show him that you do know how to use it.

🖥️ You flash him a grin as he sighs "look on the bright side, I didn't scratch my arms because I was wearing your hoodie" He ruffled your hair before starting to take care of your scraped knee.

🐍 You let the blue blood sign your skate as well since you pretty much painted it white,, it was because you already scartched it up so

♐Galekh:

🐐 You probably passed by him while he was drinking coffee and reading a book at a café. He literally called you to tell you to come back (as long as you wanted and could) to tell him why in the good heavens are you riding a skateboard.

☕ He wasn't too happy when he saw a few bruises on your arms but you reassured him it was part of the experience. After you drank some soda to cool yourself off you offered him to sign your skate.

🌀 "And why exactly would I want to do that¹? (¹it is not my property so I don't see a need in putting my sign on it)" You chuckled and explained is more of a reminder of all of your friends from Alternia.

🐐 He hummed slightly before accepting and signing your skate to which you grinned happily. Can't deny he felt proud that such a small gesture from him made you so happy.

Tagora♎:

⚖️ The queen himself, his majesty, our Lord and Savior Tagora.. he just wanted to have a nice shopping spree, damn you and your skateboard! You literally brushed past him making him drop everything.

💳 "LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE-" "OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY GOR-GOR" what. the. fuck. "Why are you on a fucking skateboard!?" He asked, still angry, as you helped him gather his things.

📝 "well, I wanted to get around fatser... and look cool!" "you look stupid" You chuckled and offered to cary his bags for him. Of course he accepted. "your skateboard look awful, it's all scratched"

⚖️ So you explained to him how long you been skating for, that you're awful at tricks but you're working on it. As you drop him outside his hive you grin "wanna sign my skate?" "why would i-" "Galekh did, you can write over his-" aaand he already snatched the marker and made his signature bigger, somewhat covering Galekh's.

♑ Marvus:

🎤 He was taking a night walk, thinking about lyrics and calming his mind. As he made his way through an abandoned park he heard wheels of a skateboard coming towards him, but before he could see you coming towards him you slipped and fell backwards.

🐬 "AY, BABE U GUCCI??" He rushed towards you and you gave him a thumbs up while groaning in pain "I'm good Marv don't worry" Oh but was he worrying now.

🤡 He picked you up bridal style cradling you "so, wha'chu doin' out'n'bout at this hour :o)" You flashed him a smile and told him about how you started skateboarding but you're still learning but you really really like it and- and omg you look so cute to him.

🎤 He listened to everything you said, watching your face light up in happiness. The man had it pretty bad for you "as long as 's makin' ma babe happy I support u" And you bet he's more than happy to sign your skate, you even get a smooch because you feel and he feels bad!

Tegiri ♎:

🐶 Oh our poor weeb boy,, he saw you inside the manga shop he frequents talking with the owner. Out of curiosity he entered to hear the conversation, you wanted to get some anime themed stickers for your skateboard, oh!

🗡️ "Since when do you skate?" Came his confused question which made you jump a little before greeting him. You told him you just started a while back. "I hope you aren't skating on prohibited property, I wou/dn't want to arrest you"

⚠️ You started growing fond of the face expressions he made, even the slightly upset one. "don't worry, I only use it to get around faster" He nodded and offered to join him for patrol and you happily accepted.

🐶 After the patrol ended you asked him "wanna sign my skateboard please?" He was a bit confused why you'd want that but he obliged. You flashed him a sheepish grin and thanked him before skating away into the sunset.

BET TEGIRI JUST WATCHES UNTIL YOU INEVITABLY FALL AJSHDB

[house-bound]

Anyways have some Galora

[morsartis]

Tagora Gorjek x Reader

He ran at a temperature best described as lukewarm, it was always the first thing you were reminded of when you spent time with him. He wasn’t the coldest of the trolls you knew of course. Granted, neither of you got to do so as much as you’d have liked. He was a busy troll and you had your own things to stress over. Your chats and gossip were usually reserved for facetime on whatever app or device happened to be handy. Tagora had a strict schedule and while yours was more hectic due to family matters he always made time to talk. But luckily for you both of you had found the time to hang out in person again. It was a breath of fresh air- even if the pampering made you squirm. You knew that Tagora liked having a ‘spa buddy’ but that didn’t mean you didn’t feel bad for him spending all that money on you. As much as he made up a big deal about your debt to him you also knew him well enough now to know he was full of shit. He was throwing prices out there and not keeping track of what you owed at all. That and he wouldn’t let you pay him back even when you did have the money. He liked spoiling you for some asinine reason though you were getting better at returning the favor. 

Like now. A bottle of iridescent teal tail polish and that Starbucks he liked so much sitting on the little bedside table and a couple of ridiculously fluffy bathrobes- it’d been a dent to your wallet but that was fine really- you were finally going to hang out together. You’d both planned this day weeks in advance and Tagora hadn’t shut up about all the new products he wanted to try with you. Some of it you’d looked up and nearly had a heart attack at the prices. You knew you shouldn’t have checked the prices on the products because it always led to you being anxious about using them but there were a few troll products humans couldn’t use without consequences and you liked to be careful. Luckily Tagora was almost as vigilant as you when it came to products. Which was why you were both reclined on the human bed he’d gotten just for the two of you, your skin was so silky smooth now it felt like you’d gotten rid of a years worth of grime. It also smelled nice- certainly not as strong as most human products were. Just a faint scent that you wouldn’t have noticed if it weren’t for the sheer amount of it you’d both used. Somewhere in Tagora’s hive you could hear Ferret dad scuttling around and the soft sound of Tagora breathing. The bed shifted and you opened an eye to watch him grab his Starbucks from the table and sit up slightly. He looked peaceful laying back with you and drinking that sugary monstrosity. The rigid way he usually help himself had melted away to loose shoulders and half lidded eyes. They were filling out more with teal lately- an indicator of an adult molt coming up. He’d mentioned it a couple of times asking you to check in on his lusus when the molt hit and make sure nothing in his fridge rotted. That bit of biology lesson had been enlightening as well as deeply disturbing. It also saddened you to think Ferret dad would be leaving to find a new charge soon. Reaching over you grabbed Tagora’s free hand and gave it a squeeze. His lips twitched around his straw as he squeezed back. This was your favorite part of your spa days, just relaxing together. Being able to reach out and hold hands when you wanted to. He gave you a gentle tug as he leaned back over to set his drink on the table. When he settled again there was that familiar sly grin- sharp teeth poking out from behind black lips- that told you he had some sort of juicy gossip to share with you. 

“You won’t believe what I overheard the other day.” He started, voice hushed with glee. Oh, you thought with your own smile, this was going to be good. 

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[yandere-homestuck]

Masterlist Hiveswap Friendsim

🤍 MSPA Reader 📫

- Rustblood

❤️ Diemen Xicali

❤️ Marsti Houtek

❤️ Fozzer Velyes

- Bronzeblood

🧡 Skylla Koriga 🐶

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Skylla x Reader Headcanons

🧡 Chixie Roixmr 🎤

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Chixie x Reader Headcanons

Yandere Alphabet Headcanons (L,A and W)

🧡 Vikare Ratite

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Vikare x Reader Headcanons

- Goldblood

💛 Cirava Hermod ✌

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Cirava x Reader Headcanons

💛 Folykl Darane 🎧

💛 Kuprum Maxlol

💛 Zebede Tongva

💛 Azdaja Knelax

- Oliveblood

💚 Boldir Lamati 🦝

💚 Konyyl Okimaw 🦁

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Konyyl x Reader Headcanons

💚 Charun Krojib

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Charun x Reader Headcanons

💚 Polypa Goezee 🔥

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Polypa x Reader Headcanons

Yandere!Moirail!Polypa x Human!Reader Headcanons - Trolls on Earth AU

- Jadeblood

💚 Daraya Jonjet 🖤

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Daraya x Reader Headcanons

💚 Lanque Bombyx 🌷

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Lanque x Reader Headcanons

💚 Swifer Eggmop

💚 Wanshi Adyata

💚 Bronya Ursama

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Bronya x Reader Headcanons

💚 Lynera Skalbi

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Lynera x Reader Headcanons

Yandere!Lynera x Limeblooded!Reader Headcanons

💚 Cliper Borden

- Tealblood

💙 Tyzias Entykk ☕

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Tyzias x Reader Headcanons

Yandere!Moirail!Tyzias x Reader Headcanons

💙 Tirona Kasund

💙 Tagora Gorjek 💰

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Tagora x Reader Headcanons

💙 Stelsa Sezyat

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Stelsa x Reader Headcanons

💙 Tegiri Kalbur

💙 Idarat Catlaz

- Blueblood

💙 Mallek Adalov 💻

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Mallek x Reader Headcanons

💙 Remele Namaaq 🖌

💙 Elwurd

💙 Ardata Carmia

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Ardata x Reader Headcanons

Yandere!Ardata x Human!Reader Headcanons

- Indigoblood

�� Nihkee Moolah 🥛

💙 Amisia Erdehn 🎨

💙 Galekh Xigisi 👓

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Galekh x Reader Headcanons

💙Zebruh Codakk

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Zebruh x Reader Headcanons

Writerohno:

Yandere!Zebruh x Reader Headcanons

- Purpleblood

💜 Chahut Maenad 🪓

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Clown Church x Reader Drabble

Yandere!Chahut - “Sweetheart, I have to mark you. How else is everyone gonna know you’re mine?”

Yandere!Chahut - “I made us a scrapbook! It’s mostly pictures of you, but we’ll take more!”

Vikkirosko:

Yandere!Chahut Maenad x fem! Reader headcanons

💜 Marvus Xoloto 🎤

Yandere--stuck:

Yandere!Marvus x Reader Headcanons

Vikkirosko:

Yandere!Marvus Xoloto x Reader Headcanons

💜 Karako Pierot 🎠

💜 Baizli Soleil 💜 Barzum Soleil

- Violetblood

- Fuchsiablood

♥ Trizza Tethis

[vikkirosko]

Masterlist Hiveswap Friendsim

🤍 MSPA Reader 📫

MSPA Reader x Reader headcanons

MSPA Reader ♦️ purpleblood fem!Reader headcanons Unexpected friend

MSPA Reader x Reader headcanons Chronic pain

MSPA Reader ♥️ Reader headcanons

❤ Diemen Xicali 🌭

❤️ Marsti Houtek 🧹

Marsti Houtek ♥️ Reader headcanons

❤️ Fozzer Velyes 🕳

🧡 Skylla Koriga 🐶

Skylla Koriga x artist! Reader headcanons

Skylla Koriga x fuchsia! Reader headcanons Life together

Skylla Koriga x highblood!Reader headcanons

🧡 Chixie Roixmr 🎤

Grimdark

Emotional breakdown

Chixie Roixmr x Reader headcanons Candy red blood

Chixie Roixmr ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

🧡 Vikare Ratite ✈️

💛 Cirava Hermod ✌

Cirava Hermod x Reader headcanons Overly affectionate

Saving a life

Cirava Hermod ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

💛 Folykl Darane 🎧

Headphones

💛 Kuprum Maxlol 🎒

💛 Azdaja Knelax 💸

💚 Boldir Lamati 🦝

Sneaky spy

Bad end

Dream bubbles

💚 Konyyl Okimaw 🦁

Hostage

💚 Polypa Goezee 🔥

Polypa Goezee♦️Reader headcanons

Polypa Goezee ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

Polyla Goezee ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Lap nap

Injuries

💚 Bronya Ursama 🍼

Bronya Ursama x Reader headcanons

Bronya Ursama x human!Reader headcanons Cuddling

💚 Daraya Jonjet 🖤

You know they want us both dead

Daraya Jonjet x human!Reader headcanons Loud noises

Grimdark

Daraya Jonjet ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

Daraya Jonjet ♦️ purpleblood fem!Reader headcanons Unexpected friend

Daraya Jonjet x human!Reader headcanons Cuddling

Daraya Jonjet ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Lap nap

💚 Lanque Bombyx 🌷

Lanque Bombyx x Reader headcanons Reverse

Lanque Bombyx x human fem albino!Reader headcanons

Lanque Bombyx ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

Lanque Bombyx x human!Reader headcanons Cuddling

💚 Lynera Skalbi 🔪

Lynera Skalbi x mutantblood!Reader headcanons

Lynera Skalbi x human!Reader headcanons Cuddling

💚 Wanshi Adyata 📗

💙 Tyzias Entykk ☕

More espresso less depresso

Tyzias Entykk ♦️ purpleblood fem!Reader headcanons Unexpected friend

Tyzias Entykk ♥️ Reader headcanons Сomfort

💙 Stelsa Sezyat 💄

💙 Tagora Gorjek 🧾

Tagora Gorjek♦️human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

💙 Tegiri Kalbur 🗡

💙 Tirona Kasund 📲

💙 Mallek Adalov 💻

Mallek Adalov x human!Reader headcanons

Mallek Adalov x Reader headcanons Carried

Mallek Adalov x Reader headcanons Rock

Mallek Adalov x human! Reader headcanons Artist

Mallek Adalov x Reader headcanons Skater

Mallek Adalov x violetblood!Reader headcanons From moirails to matesprits

💙 Elwurd ✨️

💙 Ardata Carmia 🪛

💙 Remele Namaaq 🖌

Sticky situation

💙 Nihkee Moolah 🥛

Muscular theatre

Sick

Defeat in the ring

💙 Amisia Erdehn 🎨

Amisia Erdehn x Reader headcanons Bob Ross

💙 Galekh Xigisi 👓

Nightmare

Galekh Xigisi x Reader headcanons Bookworm

Galekh Xigisi x human!Reader headcanons

Galekh Xigisi ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

💙 Zebruh Codakk 🦓

Zebruh Codakk ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

💜 Chahut Maenad 🪓

Femininity

Chahut Maenad x mtf! Reader headcanons Terrible day

Clown church

Nightmare

Chahut Maenad x fem!Reader headcanons

Chahut Maenad ♦️human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

Chahut Maenad ♦️ purpleblood fem!Reader headcanons Unexpected friend

💜 Marvus Xoloto 🎤

Blood

Communication

Marvus Xoloto x shorty human! Reader headcanons

Marvus Xoloto x INFJ! Reader headcanons

Karaoke

Marvus Xoloto x Reader headcanons Self esteem issues

Marvus Xoloto x Reader headcanons Fans' anger

Ice cream

Marvus Xoloto ♦️ human!Reader headcanons Hard Metal

Marvus Xoloto x fem!Reader headcanons Horror comic artist

💜 Karako Pierot 🎠

Karako Pierot x rustblood fem! Reader headcanons

Fireflies

💜 Barzum Soleil 🎭

💜 Baizli Soleil 🎭

[heuristicallyinclined]

Nobody Knows

Hey, so this is my first public fanfic. I have been a Homestuck fan since the early 2010′s but Hiveswap slammed me back into it hard enough to write. Cringe is dead and it is going to be angsty and indulgent with canon treated as a suggestion. I’ve been spamming some of my favorite writers in the fandom with ideas in their inbox and decided to actually do something about some of them. Most of this comes from some future angst with Mallek I sent @clusband a few weeks ago during sad Mallek hours. Constructive advice welcome.

Get some hurt, comfort, fluff, a lot of angst. A lot of background characters.

Summary: MSPA Reader reflects on their current situation and unhappiness at not being able to see their old friends again. They accept that they past they once knew them in no longer exists, but what about the present? 

Chapter 1: Self-reflection and other cool ways to spend the day

Part 1/?

(Word count: 3,085 | Rated T | Past MSPA Reader x Mallek Adalov,  MSPA Reader x Mallek Adalov, Past MSPA Reader x Polypa Goezee, Background DaveKat)

AO3 Links: Part One (This) | Part Two  | Part Three

Being back in your hive after however long it has been brings up memories. Memories that you had spent so long aching for whenever the discomfort of that void inside of you passed. Focusing on that hollowness for too long always made you uncomfortable, but you sometimes would try to understand why that was. You tried, you really did, to the point of feeling that static so hard that your vision would go white and you couldn’t hear anything over the sound of it in your mind, feeling like you were going to pass out. You think one time you did, but it was hard to tell. Fuck.

You thought that getting them back would help, make you more content, fill it even, make you feel whole again? But you just feel even emptier and like an even more monumentally bigger fuck up. You drink your shitty, expired coffee made in the coffee machine Tagora bought you a long time ago in the mug Skyyla made you, thumbing over the Ladyy design on the handle. You smile at the idea of her making such a comparatively small mug for you. Imagining the struggle of her larger hands trying to make something usable for your much smaller ones. You feel the warmth from your drink and your memory. At least your makeshift home was too out of the way to be ransacked, that or too much of a death risk for anyone other than alien refugees to try to make their way into.

You look around you at all of the trinkets your friends had given you. Remembering how at the time, you felt so rewarded, accepted even. Trolls being, well, trolls, had a hard time opening up to others given how much of a hellscape the whole planet was. So every time you made some progress, you felt like you got the neighborhood cat to approach you without getting too clawed up.

You look over in the corner and notice the plastic bag you got when grabbing some oblong meat products for Dieman at Grub-Mart. You had some extra caegars and figured he might be exhausted after doing whatever drug that was at Ardata’s party. You figured that some sweet meat might help with the hangover. You definitely needed it.

Your teal highlighter had been covered in dust, having not been used since you decided to be a good friend and smuggle some snacks into the bookhive to support your favorite legislacerators-in-training late night, er morning, study session. You stayed as moral support, given you know fuck all about the laws of any given planet and also enjoy having your flesh remain unscorched. You feel like you learned a lot. Probably. You mostly shared meaningful eye contact and words of encouragement.

Drawings from clown children and sketches from Amisia cover your walls. So do ticket stubs from Marvus’ and Chixie’s shows. You felt an odd sense of pride in being one of the most normal people there, extraterrestrial status not withstanding. A set of indigo sweatbands from exercising with Nikhee that you would also use with Stelsa during scaerobics classes are hung on hooks. There was a rom-com with a title too long to read in your lifetime that you watched with Polypa and books borrowed from Galekh that you never returned.

You smile, but it doesn’t reach your eyes. You care about all of your new friends, of course you do! It is just that… you feel more like the universe’s least qualified guidance counselor instead of their friend sometimes. You’re older than them, so it is maybe more like a sibling or a sketchy babysitter kind of relationship. They all have kinda weird, hard lives, even the ones on Earth, so you don’t mind being an interdimensional taxi service, or a postman who delivers kids to other kids, but they tend to relate more with each other than with you. Which makes sense, and you're definitely happy they finally get to be with other people their own age, but seeing them hanging out with each other really makes you long for the people you once had the same kinds of relationships with.

You had Karkat ask about your hoodie before you got your memories back and Sollux mentioned Mallek, but you got a little occupied by drones. It had been a bit since then. After taking Karkat back to his hive after a movie night with Dave, you noticed him eyeing your hoodie again.

“HEY. SO YOU NEVER ACTUALLY TOLD ME.”

Told you what?

“DON’T BE OBTUSE, I GET ENOUGH OF THAT FROM ALL OF THE OTHER BULGELICKERS THAT HAVE TRAMPLED THEIR WAY INTO MY EXISTENCE. DID YOU KNOW SOMEONE NAMED ADALOV?”

Oh, yeah the hoodie. After remembering, you were not looking forward to this conversation. You look off and let him know, yeah, you did. You trying not to make a big deal of it has clearly had the opposite impact on him.

“YOU TELEPORTED YOUR HORNLESS ASS INTO MY HIVE. IS THIS WHAT YOU’RE GOING TO BE COY ABOUT? YOU DUMPED ME ON AN ALIEN PLANET AND HAVE THE INEXPLICABLE HOBBY OF TRYING TO GET YOUR FROND STUMPS IN EVERYONE’S PERSONAL LIFE AND I ACTUALLY WANT TO KNOW ABOUT YOU AND FIGURE OUT HOW YOU OF ALL PEOPLE MANAGED TO GET A HIGHBLOOD MOIRAIL AND-”

Matesprit. He pauses and actually looks taken aback. It is odd to see him momentarily speechless.

“WHAT?” Well that didn’t last.

He was my matesprit.

“AGAIN, WHAT? SO YOU HAVE BEEN HERE BEFORE AND ARE WEARING A SIGN THAT HASN’T BEEN USED IN FUCK KNOWS HOW LONG? BEING MUTATED CULLBAIT NOT KILLED BY DRONES AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE YOU FILLED A QUAD?”

Quads.

This information seems to break him. You see a familiar crease being to form between his brows. You then pause, trying not to get offended.

Wait, hold on, he has totally accepted you being able to travel time and space, but you filling a quad is too much?

“YOU ARE STILL PUSHING IT WITH TIME. BUT EXCUSE ME IF THROUGH THE PANBOGGLING TALES OF YOUR FUCKING ESCAPADES THROUGH SPACE THAT THEY DON’T EXACTLY FUCKING TRACK ON BEING CONDUSIVE TO FILLING YOUR QUADRANTS.”

Fair. You sigh and tell him the story before he can take a breath because as much as you care about him, this boy has one setting and it is very loud.

You tell him about taking a walk, getting abducted. Saying you were a robot and then revealing you were not in fact a robot. You hesitate during the underground river part as you walk the line between Mallek’s privacy and sating Karkat’s curiosity. You smile recounting getting pushed in the river, saved, and how he called you cute and started blushing and trying to backpeddle. How the two of you hung out later and how he made an account just to talk to you. Karkat seems to soften by a modicum at this.

You laughed at how he showed up to tattoo a stranger just because you asked. You wistfully go through the memories that led to an eventual confession and how beforehand how your moirail Polypa was coaching you and Galekh provided you with literature on quadrants. A true bro move, especially since you don’t know how a conversation on them would have gone. You guessed it was since you helped him with his pitch quad and the tattoo. Maybe he felt like there was already something going on when we were both at his hive in matching hoodies, oh yeah he was the guy who got tattooed. His kismesis was your law partner. Karkat’s brow twitched, incredulous. Yeah you don’t know how Gorgor managed that either. Maybe having an alien alive and working for him on Alternia added to his court cred. You also think that that wasn’t the only part Karkat took issue with, but by some miracle, he lets you keep talking.

You kept expecting him to cut you off but he seemed somewhat enraptured by the tales of your romantic antics, despite his efforts to seem more interested in the you part, you were getting a feeling he was more interested in alien dynamics. You knew he was interested in romcoms so maybe this was just some new material for him, especially since quads were a new thing for you and maybe he has strong thoughts regarding the differences in alien ro-

Oh.

Oh you see why now.

Karkat seemed to pick up on the shift in your storytelling going from your personal life to human romantic customs.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT LOOK FOR?”

What look? There are no looks occurring.

“TRY THAT SHIT ON A MORON WHO JUST HATCHED. THEY MIGHT JUST BE MORE INCLINED TO GLEEFULLY SHOVEL THAT EXCUSE DOWN THEIR CHUTES.” He crossed his arms and squints at you. You knew how sharp his claws were from experience, not that you thought he was going to hurt you. There was just something very endearing about him trying to intimidate you while not subtly trying to glean more information about humans without seeming interested in humans. Or a human. Yeah, this is totally about Dave. You just have to find a way to gracefully skedaddle around that little detail.

I just had a bit of learning curve when dating an alien. So it is totally cool if you don’t know much about human stuff. I know quads can b-

“AND WHY DO YOU THINK I WOULD WANT TO KNOW THAT?” He says this clearly knowing what he thinks you think. You think it would be better if he didn’t think you thinked that, considering how the tips of his ears are turning red. You think.

You have romcom stuff everywhere and seem to really like them? Learning about human stuff might make it easier for you watch human romcoms and see how good or bad they are based on social norms. Kinda like romantic xenoanthropology.

Fucking nailed it. He huffs and rolls his eyes. Or at least enough that your answer plus the sheer amount of not fucking wanting to talk about that got you onto romcoms in general. He seemed to echo Polypa’s taste and you smiled at how animated he was becoming. A few of what you watched were now classics. Others that you didn’t like are prime pitch fodder. It had gotten late (early?) and that led you back to your hive. Just sitting alone and thinking. God you hate self-reflection.

You think of your time with Aradia. How she said you were a little broken. How she said you wouldn’t remember not being able to get to your friends again and being held by whatever the fuck that was. But you did remember, as much as you wish you didn’t. Guess you were more broken than she thought. It would be easier to just think you couldn’t get back because you didn’t try hard enough. But you did, you really did, and no matter what you do you just can’t. You are a shitty meta traveler and an even shittier friend. You thought about trying again but you get the feeling that you can’t access something that longer exists. You’d probably just get stuck in some corner of the universe and be alone all over again until you suffocate.

Can you even really die or be killed in anyway that matters anymore? At least in a way that doesn’t bring up the dull pang of a “bad end” followed by getting slammed dunked back in the past, before your fuck up, by an alarmingly cheerful time goddess?

Yeah, you didn’t think so. That would just add to the conga line of your dead selves letting you know how much of a dumbass you are.

But those people, those times. They don’t exist anymore. You keep thinking back to the way things were and who they were and how you can’t travel to those points anymore. All you have is the relative now and the people who exist now. Mostly.

You finish your terrible, bitter coffee, the cup no longer keeping your hands warm. You deserve this. In some shitty cosmic way, maybe you deserve this for not being better as a friend or partner. You can’t go back to the way things were to only to the people of now. And who even know who or what that even is.

Wait.

Maybe you couldn’t go back to the people they used to be because those were no longer who they were now. That thought sends a pang of hurt through you, imagining what little hope they had crushed. God dammit. But you have to try. Otherwise it is just you babysitting some 13 year olds who are trying to discover themselves and work through their issues with some interdimensional asshole looking over their shoulders. That asshole hopefully just being you.

You put your mug down and stand, closing your eyes, you try to repeat what you did with Aradia again, the memory of them doesn’t work. You know that. But with your new friends, it hasn’t completely been the memory? Maybe more accurate to say it’s them, some part memory sure, but more the idea of the present them, what they look like, who they are. You open your eyes and glance down at the sign on your hood. A sign you have mindlessly traced so many times. A sign that when you forgot it, gave you a dull sense of grief, now that you do remember though, it has sharpened and you are reminded of it whenever you are alone for too long or even slow down. Like the rest of you from other timelines will catch up to you in the current one and you get to experience your failures all over again.

You hold yourself tightly to ground yourself. Self-flagellation won’t get you anywhere, you’ve tried, you know this. So again, you close your eyes. You focus on your hood, the sign on it, the person it belonged to. The Mallek he was when he gave it to you vs. the Mallek he knew he didn’t want to be. The one he would have to be to survive. Your throat tightened at the thought of not being able to find him because he couldn’t do it and what if they got him an-

You slap yourself to stop catastrophizing.

Focus!

Adult trolls get bigger and their horns and claws grow with them. Their skin hardens and darkens as it does. You can’t tell if them molting was a joke someone told you or if they were serious so you don’t think about that part. Their blood color shows more through their eyes as they age. They wear black with their sign incorporated on it when they get spaced. You think back to the cerulean pirate you saw with Konyyl. Something like that. Okay you were getting somewhere. You could tell by how afraid you were to get there. You begin to get a headache, like your mind is a rubber band that you are trying to stretch to fit around something it shouldn’t.

Mallek said he would be a soldier or a spy and would be stuck ordering around lowbloods. No longer able to use his hacker skills how he wanted to. You imagine him, larger, older, more tired. Probably has more piercings and tattoos. You smile a little, despite yourself and the tension you feel continuing to build. He would likely play along, do what he had to do to do what he wanted to do. But at that point what would that even be? You imagine he would never truly stop messing with the system or hacking. His natural curiosity wouldn’t let him so he would be trying… something quietly on the side. He was sympathetic but you didn’t know how deep he would or if he would go down the rebel route, maybe just try to deal with his own corner of the universe.

Going along with what is expected seems to be the easiest way to keep under the radar. He has always been partial to not getting culled. Even when it was just the two of you, you knew it was a conscious effort to let his guard down around you, often requiring a change of scenery with you jokingly asking about if you would be needing goggles. Jokes often broke the tension of being afraid to be known with him.  

Despite his projected cool, you knew he was an anxious person and preferred to be alone. You could see that being warped to fit the expectations of being a cerulean. You remember from  conversations you had early in the morning, with ordeals approaching, you had some rare moments of verbalized vulnerability, of him exasperatedly going over what ceruleans are supposed to be with the unspoken and mutual understanding of what he was actually like. The coolness that he projected could morph into coldness, him wrapping it around himself tighter than any armor the empire would give him. Put some distance between himself and his team. You couldn’t see him being casually cruel, but definitely keeping people away through attitude and fear of his caste. The band tightens. So does your throat.

He hates having people over him and likely would at that start. Probably would be trying to do well so that he could use his performance and caste to be given his own ship and team so he could get some breathing room away from his superiors. Just be another team that does their job without question or issue in order to keep the space around himself. You realize that at some point during this, you started hyperventilating. You consider doing the breathing exercises Konyyl taught you, but at this point, you were tired of trying to be okay about it. You wanted to let it out in some way or another. You wanted to feel.

You thought of you, your disappearance. How that would have impacted him probably trying to find you, keeping himself up more than usual, blaming himself and then being taken off world. The not knowing would upset him the most you think. Would he even want to see you? What if he mattered to you way more than you mattered to him and you just showing up makes things worse? Another pang of guilt hits you for making things harder for another person again and you taste metal. You grit your teeth and refocus. The whole picture might never actually be known to you, but this is likely as close as it gets. You see this in your minds’ eye, the assumed idea of a person who may or may not exist, based off of who they used to be. Was this accurate, would this even do anything? Your hands clench around the hem of your hood and you drop to your knees and your leggings scrape the wood on the floor of your hive, eyes still screwed shut with tears pricking at the corners, breathing quick and heavy, jaw locked.

You try again.

The bands snaps.

And your head hits a cold, metal floor.

[everythinghiveswap]

I finally got a curiouscat (it’s EHiveswap) so here’s catchup on all the questions hiveswap devs answered before now:

18 Nov Anon: To your knowledge, do any of the rustbloods have psychic powers? Personally I hope Diemen has some. hamesatron: i think they all have relatively weak telekinetic powers. i like to think that marsti can just... clean herself of dirt.

18 Nov Anon: of the official friendsim tunes you've worked on, which is your favorite? hamesatron: clownfucker

18 Nov Anon: favorite song in hiveswap? (even if unreleased) hamesatron: one of the strifes in act 2 is a toby/james production that is extremely good

19 Nov Anon: How much music are you producing for Hiveswap act 2? Really love your songs dude hamesatron: a lot

22 Nov Anon: what's the hotdog troll's name? hamesatron: Aysha said she named him HUNGRY JUGGLR

28 Nov Anon: Canon marvus voice????? hamesatron: the WHATS POPPINNNNNNN guy

28 Nov Anon: mr. roach sir, what is chixie's lusus? hamesatron: huge cow

6 Dec Anon: do clowns have to have face paint? hamesatron: they probably just like it a lot

9 Dec Anon: Do you know if the change in the Troll Call page is indicative of anything going on with the game production? hamesatron: yes

9 Dec Anon: I get the impression that prior to the friendsims quite a few of the trolls weren't as well defined as they are now. Do you know if it's wound up sparking any act two rewrites by any chance? hamesatron: writing staff has changed

15 Jan Anon: Ok this is a really dumb question but can you PLEASE tell me what went through your mind when you wrote kuprum and folykls route. I love it with all my heart but how did you get the idea of gremlin makeout 2018 aufarah12: idk i guess i've read too much fanfiction so if someone sucks power out of someone else, idk. they gotta suck power out of someone's mouth.

15 Jan Anon: if mspa reader could go back to alternia one last time who would they go see first? aufarah12: tagora

15 Jan Anon: Is galekh x tagora canon??? aufarah12: yes

16 Jan Anon: This comes from a place of genuine curiosity and isn't supposed to be sarcastic or anything but why is lanque one of your favorite characters? aufarah12: i've loved him since his design was revealed. i love homme fatales. and i like jerks.

16 Jan Anon: Which volume was the hardest to write? aufarah12: Chahut, because clowns are not in my comfort zone, and marsti, because i struggled with how to give her depth and not make her just a classist joke or someone you needed to "save".

16 Jan Anon: In a hypothetical scenario in which they’re actually together and got more interaction offscreen, What quadrant...... are marsti&folykl in aufarah12: probably a flushed/pitch flip

16 Jan Anon: how would mallek and xefros get along aufarah12: mallek would be chill and friendly and xefros might think he was making fun off him

16 Jan Anon: tegiri and azdaja. both nerds. what quad do you think theyd be perf in aufarah12: probably pitch although they might just kill each other

16 Jan Anon: How did you get your job working on friendsim? Did you have a specific fanwork that got you noticed by Hussie? aufarah12: i met him through mutual friends but i'd be disappointed if he hadn't read AT LEAST my popstar davekat

16 Jan Anon: why is fol and kups relationship so... horny for a moirallegiance aufarah12: different strokes for different folks

18 Jan Anon: how do you pronounce chahut? aufarah12: cha-and then sort of an elision between "hut" and hoot"

18 Jan Anon: I listened to your appearance on that homestuck podcast (Great job by the way!) and you mentioned how you originally planned for folykl and kuprum to be at a party? my question is....how so. like party crashing or do they actually have other friends. also thank you for making them so delightfully awful, they constantly make me feel bad about my taste in characters in the best way. aufarah12: i was picturing that super shitty nerd club they go to in hackers. where there's a bunch of idiots roller blading and playing video games

18 Jan Anon: Skylla was awesome, agreed! Do you think she has a chance at anything with Konyyl? aufarah12: i think the real question is, does konyyl have a chance of anything with her?

19 Jan Anon: If Mspa Reader did something bad to a friend how would they try to get their forgiveness? aufarah12: time travel

19 Jan Anon: does hussie own your characters or do you own them? aufarah12: skaianet industries "owns" them. the way marvel owns spiderman. if i wanted to say, write "the gross adventures of folykl and kuprum" i'd have to get the boss's permission.

19 Jan Anon: Why did Reader leave his planet? aufarah12: earth sucks

20 Jan Anon: How much of a character's personality were already laid out for you and how much did you make up? Did the friendsims determine how they'll act in act 2? aufarah12: depends on the character. i got basically nothing for polypa or chixie. for skylla i got a big description, dialogue sample, and a bunch of farm memes.

20 Jan Anon: do you know the lusii of the trolls you've written and can you reveal them to us? aufarah12: i haven't really thought about any that weren't actually in the route. konyyl's is probably a bear or a lioness. oh! chahut's is a duck. a small duck that she keeps in the sink.

20 Jan Anon: mspa reader true sign? aufarah12: well @summoning101 has declared them to be a prince of void but i don't know when their birthday is. possibly they're a leo.

20 Jan Anon: Did you ever work for WP in a formal capacity, and if you did are you still one of their employees? aufarah12: yes.

20 Jan Anon: what’s a skylla konyyl hate date like aufarah12: there will probably be some punching

21 Jan Anon: do you have any classes for the trolls you wrote? aufarah12: not really...classes area SBURB thing, and these trolls don't play. but...boldir i think would be a seer, and skylla would be a knight. so another knight of time i guess.

21 Jan Anon: How do you pronounce roixmr? aufarah12: i pronounce it roy-mer

27 Jan Anon: How often are trolls born with wings? It has to have happened at least more than once, and is it more common among lower bloods? aufarah12: I don't think it's a very common mutation, since we only ever saw Rufioh, but it has to be common enough to have become myth. so....maybe it's happened a couple times?

27 Jan eviemaybee: how come lanque be older than bronya traceExcalibur: take this with a grain of salt because I don't know if my information is still up to date but I think Bronya is supposed to be the oldest of the jadebloods

27 Jan eviemaybee: i assumed she wasnt because lanque got confirmed as legal age but bronya didnt traceExcalibur: presumably, that's just because it was considered important to make it clear wrt Lanque because of the content of his route

November 18, 2018 - January 27, 2019

[heuristicallyinclined]

Nobody Knows

Chapter 2: Ah, here we go again

Part 2/? (Word count: 1,841 | Rated T | Past MSPA Reader x Mallek Adalov,  MSPA Reader x Mallek Adalov, Past MSPA Reader x Polypa Goezee, Background DaveKat)

AO3 Links: Part One  | Part Two  (This) | Part Three

Chapter Summary: MSPA Reader wakes up in an unfamiliar, terrifying place with unfamiliar, terrifying people. But what else is new?

Notes: Thanks for all of the support from the first chapter! I was really blown away by all of it. Enjoy some set-up before the inevitable angst.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

The first thing you notice when you come to is the chittering of machinery. Earth tech hums when it runs, maybe you hear a fan or two. Alternian tech chitters. Sometimes it even makes a soft screeching sound. You prefer not to think too hard about it. The next thing you notice is the headache you have. Your forehead is throbbing and when you open your eyes the room is moving. Damn, you have had your fair share of concussions, but this is new. In your infinite intelligence, you finally realize that this is because you are getting carried like a sack of potatoes over the shoulder of a stranger. Well, fuck.

Slowly and carefully, you crane your head back to get a glimpse of whoever is holding you. You see large horns extending horizontally and curving towards their face. Their uniform having some intricate repeating bronze pattern. Realizing this is an adult, you become very conscious of your breathing. Just extremely slow and even. Oh God. You have never seen this troll before in your life. You continue to glance around and notice you are on some sort of vessel. A door opens and your captor joins another bronze troll. A new stranger, maybe a friend? You stop yourself from introducing yourself so you can hear what they say. Now is not the time to be horny for platonic connections.

“So ! nearly tr!pped over th!s sh!t on my back from do!ng !nventory !n the cargo bay. Do you have any !dea what the fuck th!s !s?” Your captor asks with an excited lit, swinging you off of his shoulder and holding you by the back of the hood. You remain still, motionless, having perfected the art of playing dead to fool drones into not culling you. Not your most dignified skill, but definitely one of your more useful ones. Something thuds as it is set down to your right.

“()h gr()ss, d()n’t t()uch it with y()ur fr()nds.” Your captor chuckles while their colleague sighs in exasperated disgust. Ah yes, you didn’t miss this. Alternia has made you super self-conscious about your body in the weirdest ways just about as much as it has made you fear for your life. But one of those things is temporary. You know you’re cute, friendly, are incredibly resourceful and optimistic. You have nice legs! The clown pope said so! But you can still hear the sneer in her voice, “It pr()bably just wandered ()n b()ard during the last rest()ck and the change in gravity culled it ()r s()mething, I d()n’t kn()w.” She sounds a little pissed now, “Etiv()r just st()p playing with it and dr()p it in with the rest ()f the trash s() y()u can help me get the rest ()f the requisiti()ns delivered.”

Etivor shakes you a bit in front of her. She doesn’t react. “F!ne Yleeda,” he draws her name out and huffs, clearly disappointed, “!’ll be back.” You get thrown back over his shoulder and you can hear a light growl come from him. She apparently does too, and mockingly chitters at him, dropping another box onto her pile. “Wait, what if that thing i-,” she starts, but Etivor isn’t having it and picked up to pace and is already gone. Bold move.

He slows down after a while and walks and as he does you pass by a window. You look for telltale moon colors, but you seem to be in the middle of nowhere with nothing particularly familiar in sight. On a spaceship. Full of adults. Neat. Well, mortal peril is always a solid way of getting out of your head.

He continues onward and you hear other trolls pass by you, all of them caught up in their own work or conversations, none of the spare you two too much of a glace. A door slides open and he sets you on the ground. You hear him step away from you and fiddle with the settings on what you think is the trash, and you'd rather not get immolated today, no thank you. It begins to clunkily whir to life before settling on a scratchy, chittery sound. Luckily, you notice you didn’t hear the door close. You get up slowly, quietly, and slink over to the door, the machine helping to obscure any sounds you were making. You don’t need to be stealthy for too long, just enough to get the door and you can just abs- and he is looking right at you.

You try to match the familiar look of wide-eyed "what in the actual fuck is that" that trolls have often graced you with when meeting you for the first time. His pupil skits widen slightly and his mouth is set in a hard, straight line. You both remain frozen and are locked in a staring contest. You stay like that together for a good ten seconds and you become intimately aware of how long ten seconds in total silence is. He blinks and as he starts to reach for you, you do the only thing you think to do. Blurt out some dumb shit and stick your nose where it doesn’t belong.

Were you also getting a pitch vibe off of that or was that just me, because I know you need to be professional, working here and all but I feel like if I wasn’t there you two would definitely have gotten into an argument? Are you two like a thing or have something going on there or…? You wiggle your hands noncommittally.

If you weren't terrified, you would be laughing at the look he is giving you. He immediately pulls his hand back and holds it to himself, aghast. His mouth opens and shuts as he struggles to figure out what to say before settling into a concerned frown. He steps back in confusion with an expression betraying he was clearly not prepared for you to be alive, or sentient, or fluent in Alternian, or immediately asking him about his love life. He is very clearly trying to unpack a lot and you are just trying to put some space between you and someone who easily has two feet on you and a lot of muscle, hopefully gained from things other than hauling aliens into fiery dumpsters.

“Uh. What. ! mean maybe? But ! don't, wa!t th-“

Because I feel like you were definitely trying to piss her off a little bit, like not enough to ruin her night or anything and fuck up her work, but like she'll be thinking about it, so I think that's smart, kinda leaving the ball in her court as you left.

He gives you the smallest, tightest smile as he uncomfortably, slightly nods, locked in place. He looks like he is trying to smile after biting a lemon. This man is deeply fucking uncomfortable which you can deal with much better rather than hostile. You need to keep this shit up. Fuck, WWGD?

What would Gorgor do? You think back to his tricks and techniques that you learned from being his partner. How to maintain control over a situation without dominating it completely or else a highblood could easily feel like you were overstepping and at best, get defensive and shut you down and choose another teal. You don't want to think about the worst case scenario. But you are not Tagora Gorjek and have not been playing four dimensional mental chess with people since hatching. Also death is more of a temporary roadblock at this point, so really, there is no sweep like the sweep you’re fucking in since you couldn’t escape it even if you wanted to.

You already overstepped by making this about quads so you just need to keep talking confidently long enough to fluster him into answering so that you can try to run off. An alien coming back from the dead out of concern for his personal life is probably doing it well enough.

Do you two have like a history from before this or did it start when you got your assignments here?

You are trying to convey an authority you don't fucking have. But as someone once taught you, image is everything and to fake it until you make it. You don't need to have your shit together, god no, but if religiously following a nineteen step east Alternian skin care regimen or parroting back bullshit you've heard like you're a goddamn relationship wizard makes people think you do, then bitch you better roll with it.

"We started working together l!ke a few wipes ago, but k!nda just started talk!ng," he says slowly and unsure, staring at you. You hum knowingly at him and he squints at you, perturbed. You place a hand on your chin and shift your stance to that of one in thoughtful consideration, the fact that you are closer to door thanks to it is not relevant. You look like you do this all the time, which you do. He glances around the room and pales.

God, he must be panicking worse than you are. He is answering. This is probably ideal. Okay plan time, so he and the other lady, Yleeda, are the only ones who saw you here. Wherever here is, and she thinks you’re dead so really you just need to have him be incredibly cool and then run into literally no other person on board the ship while exploring it, figure out where you are, and how you got here. Easy if you don’t think about it.

You were trying to get to Mallek and he is neither of these people so maybe he is on board somewhere on whatever place they restocked at. Maybe he does get to work with tech and he got to hole up somewhere with access to energy drinks that would kill anyone gold and below. This could mean you will never find him. Okay, you need to deal with one thing at a time.

Oh, so when you got started working on this ship? Is Yleeda doing anything to irk you back?

You ask this while stepping to look cool and relaxed against a wall, like all normal, cool guys do. Guys who are calm and not worried at all about incineration. Guys just trying to get a feel for where others are at so that they can give appropriate advice in appropriate situations that they are in. Those guys. You are them.

Your back finally makes contact with a wall. Or at least you thought it was a wall based off of how solid it was. You look up when you feel something grab your shoulder. The sound of the machinery that you thought would mask your footsteps definitely masked Yleeda’s entering the room. She stares down at you and then back up at Etivor, her gloved hand holding you firm.

Oh.

So that plan didn't work.

Notes: How quickly can one person get attached to fantrolls made up on the spot to act as plot devices? One author finds out.