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[abandoned-mars]

humanstuck names + more ! :]

john - ivan greenfield; korean/english; comic book store employee + shifty mom & pop restaurant waiter/support staff

rose - lavender buchanan; vietnamese/dominican?; sells custom clothes on depop + nsfw tumblr writer/artist

dave - dominic santiago; puerto rican/dominican; audio tech store employee + local club dj + aspiring rapper

jade - dahlia flores; pacific islander; unemployed, works for family farm

aradia - gabriella diamanté; japanese/mexican; texas road house type restaurant kitchen expo/dishwasher

tavros - antonio ‘tony’ noquez; spanish; works at dad’s animal shelter

sollux - niko park; korean; probably unemployed or sells nfts or some shit

karkat - donnie santos; black/colombian; mexican restaurant busboy + movie theatre employee

nepeta - june bernard; french/irish (white); dairy queen employee lol + volunteers @ pet shelter

kanaya - harper norris; african; sells custom clothes

terezi - quinn nephus; greek/italian (white); unemployed

vriska - viktoria ‘vikki’ huffman; russian (white); rue 21 cashier (is about to be fired)

equius - sterling rudd; black/native american?; training to be a mechanic at dad’s auto shop

gamzee - jordan scott; black/mixed; little caesar’s cook

eridan - cory reynolds; russian/scottish (white); unemployed

feferi - josephine galette; black/indian?; diner waitress + volunteers @ pet shelter

jane - janet greenfield; korean/english; pastry shop employee

roxy - macy buchanan; vietnamese/black; shitty dive bar bartender

dirk - diego santiago; puerto rican/dominican; burger king window worker/cook

jake - fletcher flores; pacific islander; texas roadhouse waiter + works on family farm

hal - alex santiago; puerto rican/dominican; thrift store cashier + furry tumblr artist

damara - anastasia ‘ana’ hoshi; japanese/mexican/filipino; hotel maid + fancy-ish restaurant waitress

rufioh - richard ‘richie’ noquez jr.; spanish; works at dad’s pet shelter + grocery store bagger

mituna - tatum ‘tate’ park; korean/welsh?; pizza delivery boy + aspiring twitch streamer

kankri - marcus santos; colombian/egyptian; diner waiter

meulin - lauren ‘laurie’ bernard; french/irish (white); coffee shop barista + tumblr writer/artist

porrim - elle norris; african; high end fashion store employee

latula - presley nephus; greek/italian (white); bowling alley attendant + dive bar bar back

aranea - leah huffman; white; restaurant hostess + interning at mom’s job

horuss - kade rudd; black/native american; dad’s auto shop mechanic + welder

kurloz - jesse scott; mixed; mexican restaurant dishwasher/cook + drug dealer

cronus - trent reynolds; white; works at dad’s company

meenah - natasha galette; black; new wave fashion store + aspiring hair braider

handmaid - hanna hoshi; japanese; house cleaner

summoner - richard ‘rich’ noquez sr.; spanish; owns the local pet shelter + personal trainer

psiioniic - jonathon park; korean; data entry manager + fixes computers for extra money

signless - derrick santos; colombian; preacher/missionary?

disciple - lizette bernard; irish; elementary school teacher

dolorosa - rosa norris; african; interior decorator?

redglare - monroe nephus; greek; lawyer

mindfang - marina huffman; russian; runs her own business (it’s a cover up for some illegal shit)

darkleer - darius rudd; native american, owns an auto shop + army weapons coordinator

ghb - grant scott; black; club bouncer

dualscar - dylan reynolds; russian; chief of surgery at hospital?

hic - cora galette; black; ceo of large cooperation (somewhat in cohorts with marina + dylan)

dad - david greenfield; white; 9-5 sales businessman

mom - lorelei buchanan; vietnamese; retired (used to be a scientist but found the cure to something and retired at like 35)

bro - drew santiago; dominican; club bouncer/dj/bartender + drug dealer + probably has an only fans

grandpa - jake flores; pacific islander; retired air force

calliope - caroline ‘callie’ umbridge; mixed; librarian assistant + stage manager at local theatre

caliborn - caleb umbridge; mixed; unemployed (reddit sub moderator)

i might go back and edit some of these bcus im not in love w all of them but i also don’t give a fuck abt most of them

[yujeong]

Question from the Fanfic Writers Ask Game:

11. What’s something neat you’ve learned while doing research for something you were writing? Also, how much do you worry about doing research in general?

I'm extremaly curious to know what type of fandom research people do and learn about their discoveries.

Hiiii! Thank you for taking interest in this, I appreciate you sending me the ask ❤️ Hmm, I have a weird relationship with research: I always feel I do 1. No research at all and 2. Not enough, when I acknowledge to myself I had to look up at least SOME things for my fics. In general, I am ignorant about a LOT of stuff, so research feels daunting and scary and even when I discover what I want to, I don't know how to incorporate that into my stories or if it's even correct information. I feel super self-conscious about it, which is why I normally don't write fics that require knowledge I'm not at all familiar with. Cowardly, sure, but the potential mistakes are too many for me to take that risk. (I'm learning though! The next fic I'll post will include some Thai cultural stuff related to Dharma that I had to thoroughly study about. I can only hope I won't screw it up.) Self-deprecation aside, I'm going to share some of the stuff I had to research for my fics - posted or not - to help people understand what I mean:

1. I had to look up various medical facts about stabbing (how deadly it is, how much time someone needs to heal etc), due to a scene that involved one in The Knight's Pawn, 2. I looked up videos of Muay Thai sparring matches in order to be able to write a sparring match in The Knight's Pawn - as well as see the differences from western boxing. Muay Thai is also something I've researched for another fic and to properly understand Pete as a character, 3. I had to look up sooo many chess terms for The Knight's Pawn, specifically for the chapter titles and summaries. Fun fact, the title of the fic makes no sense in chess; I told my irl friend who plays chess as an amateur about it and he proceeded to lose his mind lmao, 4. This will sound silly probably, but I studied Bangkok's map in order to be able to figure out a driving path for a trip down memory lane. I specifically wanted to figure out the distance between the main and minor family compounds (fun fact, it's approximately 15 minutes by car and 1 hour via public transport). I also looked up Lumphini Park and it's how I found out about dragon lizards! Very cool creatures, I wouldn't go near one ever, though, 5. I don't know if this one counts, but for the things you can(not) change, I had to watch Justice League: The Flashpoint Paradox around 5 times in order to be able to portray the parallels correctly haha, 6. Since just a mission was based on ApoBuild's Bvlgari event, I looked up the venue it took place in, which is Icon Siam near Chao Phraya River, one of the most famous shopping malls in Bangkok, 7. For To Consume and Be Consumed's 1st chapter I had to... um... look up if it's possible for someone to not get an erection even if both the prostate and the penis are stimulated for a long period of time. The results suggested it is, so I tried to not stress over it too much 😅 The reception of the chapter was a lot better than I anticipated too, so I was happy with it, 8. Now, to start off about the fics that haven’t been posted yet and to remain in the spirit of the horny, I've looked up about autoerotic asphyxiation, if it's safe to use ice cream during sex (it isn't), if it's safe to have sex when someone is sick (it depends), the effects of GHB and how damaging a human bite can be (a lot if it's not treated immediately due to the bacteria in our mouths), 9. In the same realm, I've done a LOT of studying about La Pietà, the famous sculpture by our boy Michelangelo, so much so that for a while I couldn't escape it - I was seeing it everywhere. I'll keep the reasons for doing such research hidden for now, but it does involve smut xoxo, 10. I've only scratched the surface for this one, but I have begun studying about chronic pain for a post-canon VP fic I want to write. It doesn't involve smut and I don't think it will, but you never know, 11. Again, idk if it counts, but I've read Uzumaki for a NonWhite/TeeWhite fic I want to write one day, in order to draw parallels and whatnot. I'm very into parallels in case you haven't noticed haha, 12. Last, but certainly not least, the most difficult thing I've been researching and will probably never stop researching is Buddhism. To truly get Pete, you need to understand even the basics of Dharma and there are just so many things I don't know about it. Baby steps, but I'm getting there.

[kayforpay]

various fantroll infos because apparently I'm just gonna keep thinking about them anyway

clorad loilud: ~8 feet tall, thick build, extremely long, wavy hair (to the floor when standing). horns look a lot like an axolotl or moth's antennae. fuchsia, but was able to sneak off-planet while fairly young and lived on a mining colony for about 100 sweeps. due to the lack of adequate water, he still has issues with dry gills, and tends to have to soak if he goes very long without moistening them

typing quirk is "the quick bro\/\/n fox jumps o\/er the lazy dog"

hradil udhopo: 5' even, slim, a categorical twink. with horns, about 6'6". long hair (mid-back) that is very straight, to the point of lank, and cut to frame his face. horns look like stag beetle horns, and give him a bit of neck pain.

clown purple, during a battle he was in with the clurch he was injured very severely and lost his memory. his universe GHB had made an edict that memory loss should, if at all possible, be regained, and so he had other memories from trolls around him who have chucklevoodoos inserted into his brain, essentially retraumatizing him from a cinematic viewpoint.

typing quirk is "t/-/e qu/ck brown fox jumps over t/-/e lazy dog."

sunzuu sonait: fish violet, they're a comfortable 7' tall. their horns twist back in tight spirals from their forehead, and don't add much to their height. their hair is naturally straight, and they cut it into a mohawk, though it can grow in all over their head.

they're a recovering addict who failed to meet several requirements for alternian recruitment, and met hradil when he tried to walk into the ocean after he was forced to remember his injury. they've been close to him ever since, and their moirailship was a primary motivator in getting help to stay clean, because they love their lil clown.

typing quirk is "the quick brown foxx jumps over the lxzy dog"

taelir taylor the teal tailor: as their name suggests, they're teal. although they play with presentation a lot, taelir would describe themself as "masculine-adjacent". they're 5'6" tall, with close-cropped, loosely-curling hair. their horns grow out to the sides, terminating in an end that looks like the eye of a needle and the other that looks like a seam ripper.

they're the offishal tailor for clorad, but also take work on the side when he doesn't need something special. a lot of their work is altering clothes for clients that wear sizes not catered to in traditionally expensive shops (short highbloods, for instance). they wear large oval glasses at all times they're awake, though the glasses have to be adjusted to have a third lens lower than the one on the right, for their third eye, which is also the worst in terms of vision.

typing quirk is "+he quick brown fox jumps over +he lazy dog--"

[commacomatose]

B.O.D.Y of "WORK"

You thought what you could want was a direct confirmation. A generation stuck in stasis from false information. Says substances are banned when it’s not your medication limit anything that expands the narrative conditioned. Looks sleek on the surface – so guilt ridden; the truth is told but with skewed vision. Designed to do what you should Allege symbolic representation To state but it can't, no plain language statement. Say it's an old station. War on drugs spoken about in rap - sure know the cliche. Yes, dated propaganda - remind those echoed messages with a better aperture. Yes, sometimes we revelate in it like it’s kitsch. Speak of the agenda; cos we know the essence – essentially of good soul food. Got poor direction. Where we got the end point but it’s still confused Deep down knowing there's a correct path sans the convoluted view. How and Where it gets to, in clear view – no settling for the plan 2. When discussions are incongruent with roads lacking their cohesion. Destination and destined gravel trails the same but the truth solidifies concrete as valid manifestation. It’s the law of attraction; not a DUI. With lingering doubts, any ulterior motives simmer under the surface. Missing that opportunity to even that tension. A watched pot sighted endlessly boiling it’s contents onto another device that heats my tea to mix with my milk Of course there was no stainless steel To choose as a colour choice. But, let's start with the rationale for this intention. & I shall keep confusing kitchen utensils with the oven’s soot. Tier 1 only needs shame as a motivation. Leaning on heuristics to tame the nation. How can we say we want you to do it without demonstrating the hypocrisy and conflict of said interest? What is normative, efficient and economical - in terms of remaining an anonymous sadist? (Whilst performing performative public disapproval) Tempting you best ; perpetuating the forbidden fruit narrative. Not even treading, indeed fearing any step near a fresh produce shop. You know it's bad, say it two-faced, find every way for you to turn to it, counting the dimes ridge as a third perspective. There is no tail in my head. Punish you for adhering to our wishes. Structured fox structure that’s structurally an anomaly– With an economy we should call BDSM running. Gotta sociologically pretend it's political, so call it power, domination and controlling. Pass the PS4 controller, it is very good at monitoring. How you submit in orange clothes?  Hands bound with metal Oh! on a mass level it’s essentially systemically horny. (An essential system) With nothing to fuck but you need to let it out, what you're giving up is coming outta your wallet - and you still didn't even come. You just worked to live, which is eat, shit and reproduce. Thinking perhaps and comparing yourself to moth and locust privilege. After eating, it’s onto refuse, They are fucking you over and you paid to. How that reverse hedonic treadmill? Could correct that sentence or statement but its running faster till the dick can start. It’s coming back up with all the eggs milled and the seed frozen, stored and sealed. & you won’t buy it if it’s pesticide-free.

Still not at the crux yet? Haven't touched on the descent into a GHB nation. (A prickly topic, beverage - drink). We are conglomerate battery packs, exhausted all natural assets now shorting finite chemicals manufacturing the fumes from collected exhumed bodies and weed killer exorcisms. Research chemical stacking for a high bolstered by the paint thin. Where the colour skims requiring multiple undrying coats. Like the nail polish that you just won’t Resist the urge to instantly smudge and fuck it up, to pretend it was an accident. Incorporated smears and blemishes, no longer thinner, the ‘e’ and ‘r’ are exhausted atomic weapons. Holidaying on a beach in Nagasaki. It's a chemical shitstorm, you wish methamphetamine was rat poison. But it is a lethal part-time rodent. Stack that to the schizophrenics in max potentiate, condense, distil and extract the condition of their isolation. Now we’re working with a worthy distillate! With the experimentals contain the juice for bioaccumulation. & I’m going to English classes for my chemistry lessons.

[the-firebird69]

Robocop (1987) | Official Trailer | MGM Studios

and no the trumps dont run it.  are seen in it and get hit. yes.  and by whom.  hard to say.  it is not the brother of ghb or father of ken no an imposter  but who  now this is intersting.  

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9xofvoJFyYQ

is still peter weller.and psuedo empire uses  him. and he hates it. and is under attacck and figthts. he is now a rebel and theysay it.  and the staff of the shop trumps. well appear to be.  he is the thug gruop and gets his ass kicked byo robocop. and ok h is brad and true.  how though.  brad being todd.  was nabbed by trump.  and escaped and trump had him hit to nab him more.

try his game on him.  use his body threaten it. and pout him into a robot. ok no bu twe see.  then what is it. lol....

trump is robocop.  sarah his cop friend.  tries to help him needs him his army.  and he gets messed up escapes.  and into the lizard body. true too. eats up and his own to b his own.  as robocop he is mostly man yes.  and the arms legs his. and you can tell yes.  escapes.  fights brad.  in the movie. 

and you can see what happens to brad and why he is madeinto a robot they seek himand to hit and yes psuedo empirre

Thor Freya

Olympus

not fun but trump a menace

Hera Zues

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[rockfact]

aah I have so much to do today T___T

[dalishthunder]

Oh I would love to read what you have for your long form dualscar/reader GHB/reader fic :D

Another piece for you

You stood up, swallowing down the fear in your throat and fixing your eyes on the monster ahead of you who sat leisurely in his throne. The legislacerator to your right looked at you with an amused grin, his fangs glinting in the warm light. The crowds in the stands watching you with their wicked amber eyes.

“Mothers and fuckers of the jury, let me spare your time and mine and cut right to the chase. I am guilty of all charges pressed, and more.” You honestly weren’t even sure if the troll justice system had juries… at least not at this level. There was a certain satisfaction in admitting it, pride even. You locked eyes with The Grand Highblood, Defiant.

“I would rather die on my feet than live on my knees. But as I’m about to die, allow me one last joke.”

And in that moment you made one final decision; Even if you were going to end up a red stain on the floor, you were going to have the satisfaction of making them all miserable in your last moment.

The memory had been seared into your thinkpan; a rainy day in middle school, seventh grade honors math to be specific, Steven Biblis had seized the attention of the room. Standing in the front of the class by the chalkboard, he had begun it, just as you began now:

You began to recite the worst joke you had ever heard.

“There was a teal-blooded boy named Thomas who lived happily with his lusus. He was very close with his neighbor, a cerulean named Jayson, fated to moirails those who saw them said. They were all sitting down together, exactly one wipe before Thomas’ third wriggling day when the question came up: What would you like for your wriggling day?

And without hesitation he replied, “I would like three green golfballs.”

(Now… I don’t know how familiar you are with Earth culture, but there’s a sport we play called golf where the player stands in a field and tries to knock a small ball, typically white in color, into a little hole in the ground using a long metal club. It’s very boring; it’s mostly played by rich old men, and no one’s allowed to talk while they play unless they whisper.)

(And keep track of the number, it’s going to be important to the joke. Again, it was Three Green Golfballs).” At this you held up three fingers, to the now somewhat intrigued looking highblood.

“It was an odd request for a kid to make for their birthday, so his friend of course asked. “Why do you want Three Green Golfballs?”

Thomas just gave them a sly grin and replied “It’s a secret.”

His lusus and Jayson sort of just shrugged, and they spent the entire wipe looking around different shops to find those green golfballs, but they just couldn’t find any in that color. So they decided to get him a green stickball instead. Thomas looked a little disappointed but shrugged it off, grateful that they tried.

Now another sweep passed, and again the question came up, “Thomas what would you like for your wriggling day?

And without hesitation he replied, “I would like five Green Golfballs.”

(In total that’s Eight Green Golfballs, don’t forget to keep count because I won’t have enough fingers to hold up soon.)

Again when asked why he would like five Green Golfballs, he replied with, “It’s a secret.”

His lusus and Jayson looked at each other and shrugged. Again they scoured the stores for those Green Golfballs, but again they just could not find them, so they got him some of his favorite candy instead. Again Thomas looked a little disappointed but quickly got over it, happy that they tried.

Another sweep passed much in the same fashion, again he asked for the same amount of Green Golfballs, and again they were unable to find them. (In the future if I don’t specify an amount, it will be from the last specified amount; In this case it was five, bringing the total up to thirteen Green Golfballs. You keeping up? Good.)

For his fifth wriggling day, they once again asked him what he wanted, and he replied, “I’d like ten Green Golfballs.”

And again, they searched everywhere they could, but they just could not find any Green Golfballs. But Thomas was a teal, and they knew that soon he would be going for Legislacerator training, so they got him some books instead. He was a little disappointed, but appreciative nonetheless. And when he was asked why he wanted those Green Golfballs, he again replied that it was a secret.

The perigees passed and Thomas and Jayson became Moirails, inseparable. And on Thomas’ eighth wriggling day, they asked him what he wanted.

“I would like seventeen Green Golfballs.”

So again his moiral and lusus searched and again were unsuccessful, but Jayson had been saving his money and knew that Legislacerator training was pretty far away, so he got Thomas a scuttlebuggy. Sure it was a little expensive but what good is there in having money if you aren’t able to provide for the people you love. Thomas was of course taken back by the gesture, overwhelmed by the generosity of his Moirail, but even though he was excited, deep down he was still disappointed…. despite something so lavish, he still didn’t have any Green Golfballs. He was far from ungrateful though, celebrating with those closest to him.

And so his life continued, training to be a legislacerator and each birthday requesting, but never receiving those Green Golfballs, and on his tenth Wriggling day, the day he officially would become a man, they asked again, “Thomas what would you like for your wriggling day?”

“I’d like twenty five Green Golfballs.” He said without hesitation.

Jayson searched and searched, trying to find the Green Golfballs, knowing that Thomas rarely asked for anything and knowing that it would really make his venture to adulthood truly special. But alas… there were no Green Golfballs to be found. So his moirail got him some expensive soporifics, the top shelf kind. Really good stuff.

Thomas as always, was very appreciative of the gift despite it not being what he had initially wanted, and when his moirail asked once again why he wanted those Green Golfballs, he simply replied with a sly smile and a wink, “It’s a secret.”

A few perigees later they were out together on a date celebrating their anniversary when a scuttlebuggy swerved and hit Thomas. It was a hit and run, leaving Thomas very badly wounded. Jayson quickly scooped him up, running as fast as he could to the closest docterrorizer. Jayson stayed by his, and when Thomas woke up, Jayson asked him if he could get him anything.

Thomas laughed weakly and replied, “A Hundred Green Golfballs would be nice.”

Jayson laughed with him, nodding his head and resolving that he would find those Green Golfballs for him. But he couldn’t help but asking, “Thomas… every year you ask for Green Golfballs…. I guess I just don’t understand. I know it’s a secret, but can’t you tell me just this once? You know I would never tell anyone else.”

Thomas breaks out into a coughing fit, and when he finally stops coughing, his breath is no more than a shallow rattle.

Thomas sighs, and with a drained smile beckons his lover closer, “Okay, come closer, I’ll tell you why…. The reason I wanted those Green Golfballs is….”

But as he spoke, each word more laborious than the last, his life faded, and he died.”

“You made sure to do the math, right? I said it was a very important part of the joke.” You looked expectantly at The Grand Highblood, who gave you an odd look but nodded. “And how many Green Golfballs was that?”

“Two hu-”

“WRONG!” You cut him off. Staring at his shocked face with a savage delight. “It was none. There were no Green Golfballs.”

For a few moments it was silent as you breathed your own last breaths. You had never imagined that this awful, trainwreck of a joke would have a catharsis quite so potent. Knowing that at the end you had made them all bear witness to this monstrosity.

Finally a low rumbling sound filled the room like rolling thunder of a summer storm, the Highblood’s shoulders began to shake. Was he… was he actually laughing?

Was the Clown Pope actually laughing at your stupid joke?

He wasn’t supposed to enjoy this. This wasn’t a joke for the audience, the joke was for the teller which was you. The punchline was that you had wasted the audience’s time and made them angry.

“That wasn’t even funny….” The legislacerator beside you muttered, but in the relative silence between the highblood’s snickering, it was loud enough for everyone to hear.

The Grand Highblood, just grinned.

[johnkrrasinski]

ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔚𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔰

Chapter 2: Dark Little Paradise 

full masterlist // series masterlist 

Pairings: dark!Steve Rogers x female!reader

Word count: 2,924 

Warnings: sexual themes, kidnapping, stalking, BDSM. (MUST BE 18+)

Summary: after the death of your mother, you decided that you were going to do something new to honor her. You chose a perfect camping spot somewhere down South. You thought it was going to be the life-changing vacation that you never had in your life, until Steve Rogers, a man existed in roughness and control all his life, found you.

a/n: here’s chapter two of into the woods folks! hope you like it. and yes, my titles are usually inspired by taylor swift lyrics so, get familiar with that. also, things are going to get more intense in the next chapters, so buckle in and enjoy the ride. please leave a like and comment. thank you for all the positive feedback on the first chapter! 

You retreated to your camp after your miserably failed escapade, later that afternoon. You were debilitated by the incident. You decided to chug down your water and laid yourself on the mattress inside the tent. Taking a brief nap sounds like a good idea right now. You closed your eyes and let the unconsciousness take you away.

A few hours later, you woke up, it was already dark out. You slept longer than you thought. You thought you were only going to rest for 1 to 2 hours, but as it turned out, you the day must've missed you away. Oh, what the hell, you thought. It's not like you were going to pack first thing tomorrow and leave anyway, you still have another day to relish in nature. Considering how early you woke up today and the hours you had spent on the road, you deserved that break.

You decided to grab a package of instant spaghetti you shopped at the gas station's convenience store. You ate with the companion of the sound of the waterfall and your mind started to shuffle its tricks on you again. Mom would've loved this. She also would've reprimanded you for eating 'such unhealthy food.' You chuckled bitterly. But you decided to let the thought of her sink in; it's nice to not feel so alone, even if it's only on your head.

You changed into an oversized, light blue hoodie and a pair of high-waisted sweatpants. You decided to call it a night and turned off the solar light sitting right next to you. You pulled on the duvet and tuck yourself in. Slowly, you waved the night goodbye.

Steve Rogers went back to his cabin later that day after his conducive treasure hunting. His thoughts couldn't stop roaming to her all day, after that. He walked around the house with a painfully hard cock and he was eager to do some seizing tonight. He counted the ticking hours on the clock. He couldn't wait for the day to turn dark.

By midnight, he was ready to return to her camp. He was clad in an all-black gear to meld himself into the obscurity. He put on a black baseball cap and he inserted a bottle of GHB and a handkerchief inside his jeans pocket. Now all he needs to do is visit her.

He was as quiet as a ninja, he stood a few feet away from her tent to ensure that things are in his favor. The light from her tent was switched off and there wasn't a single movement or sound from inside. She was fast asleep, good. Things are going as perfectly as planned.

He neared the tent and he kept his steps mute. He zipped down the tent's opening and there she was. Sleeping as soundly as a baby. Her face was half-tucked into the quilt but he could see the shadow of her features, illuminated by the faint radiance of the moon. She was even more stunning up close. He grew more impatient to bring her home.

He crawled inside, cautious to not wake her up. The tent couldn't contain his height so it was an awkward posture for him but he managed. She was still deep asleep despite his presence. She was really fatigued and it amused him.

He longingly gazed down at her beauty for a second, he didn't have much time, but he was absolutely starstruck by her. He squatted to pull out the bottle of GHB and handkerchief in his pocket. He poured a drop of GHB just enough to get the job done. Without any more delays, he pressed the cloth into her nose, and his other hand shoved the back of her head to keep her in place. In a matter of seconds, her eyes were wide awake.

She tried to scream, she was in a tightened state and her hands that were tucked under her the pillow, immediately went to pull his hands away but couldn't. She tried to wiggle her body rapidly to get out of his hold, but he overpowered her. He didn't even have to try to tame her down but she was drowsing fast.

She was paralyzed in his hands. The ethereal figure was now immobile. It's time to go home.

You woke up on a silk-covered mattress, the material was cold under your touch, you felt groggy like the room was spinning and you couldn't grasp on anything. There was a single bulb in the center of the ceiling, illumining the room but it was dimmed. After you collected yourself together and fluttering your eyes open, you attempted to sit up, only to realize that your hands were handcuffed to the bedpost, you were disoriented. What the hell is happening?

You tried to recall the last 24 hours. You wandered around the woods, you scuffed your thigh and retreated to your tent. Did you have dinner? Pretty sure you could remember consuming pasta, and then, what came next? Did you go to bed? Yes, you were certain that you called it a night and rested. But how did you wind up here? Where exactly is here? You began to feel agitated, you looked down only to realize that you had been stripped out of your clothes and underwear. You were plain nude and your legs were cuffed to the bedpost too.

You took a look at your surroundings, it looked more like a Roman fort. The walls were constructed on dark, burnt brown-colored logs. There were whips, chains, paddles, ropes, and all kinds of leather dangling across the wall, you saw a wooden pillory and other types of grotesque contraption you had never seen in your life.

You slightly turned your head to the right corner and you saw Parquet-tiled stairs that led you to God knows where. You could only count the first few bottom treads in the opaque of the room. Something about that staircase gave you the creeps. It was the conundrum of it. Like the haunting feeling of knowing something was lurking on the other side, but you weren't sure if you were ready to find out.

On the right corner of the room, you spotted a rustic oak handmade table, filled with what looked like miniaturized trinkets with various, intricate shapes, from the distance your eyesight could capture, some looked longer than the others, some modeled the shape of an egg, some others took the shape of a stick...? You couldn't paint yourself a clear description. There were too many foreign things that bewildered your hazy brain.

Shivers ran down your spine. You tried to scream for help, but your words were muzzled. You hadn't noticed the ball gag around your mouth. Your jaw was tense and you cried out but nothing was uttered. You lifted your head as high as you can go only to wiggle out of the bindings. Your wrist reddened due to your failed attempts of trying to release your hands out of them.

Your head fell back onto the pillow and caved in. Tears began brimming in your eyes. You were petrified and disoriented. Where the hell were you? Did someone kidnap you? But who would? You were absolutely positive that you were alone in the woods. No traces of any other human being might be lurking in the shadows or followed you here.

So... How exactly did you get here? Your mind was disarrayed. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't realize the sound of the approaching footsteps. You were awakened from your thoughts when the door was clanged opened and it reverberated upon the walls.

You cowered in terror. You thought this was it. The moment where whoever this person was behind that door, was going to torture you and after he was satisfied with his torment, he was going to murder you and discard your body somewhere people can't find you. You were going to vanish from the face of the earth forever. At least you were going to reunite with your mother, the idea emerged uninvited.

Your fallacious thoughts were quickly shaken away by the sight of a tall, muscular man standing in front of you. The lower part of his face was covered in a thick, perfectly trimmed beard. His hands were rigid on his either side. His electric blue eyes stared down at you with an unreadable expression on his face. The silence lingered around the room, for none of you had said a single word to fill in the void.

For what felt like minutes, both of you just froze in a staring contest. Obviously you weren't going to be the one to speak up first, you couldn't even if you wanted to. You were too appalled by this stranger, who looks like he could tear you apart by a single hand before you. He bent slightly forward and dropped his hands so that it was grasping the footboard top rail.

He was clad in a navy blue shirt and plaid shirt as an outer. His expression shifted from indecipherable to a smirk. The hell? Did this really just smirked at you? It was heinous. His gaze was as intense as the devil. His gravel voice echoed, "relax. I'm not gonna hurt you."

That didn't enlighten your mood. You were even more terrified than before. So what did he want? Why were you here? Where exactly are you? So many questions yet so little options.

He moved to the end of the bed where he sat by your foot. His gaze didn't quiver nor did the tension in the air. You flinched as if you were unrestrained. If anything, it only clanged the cuffs that shackled your wrists and your legs.  

You felt utterly exposed and uncomfortable. You've never been nude in front of anyone, let alone a strange man. He shamelessly drifted his eyes from yours to the length of your body. Your bare chest and your displayed pussy weren't left uninspected.

He spoke up again, "you are even more divine up-close." He moved onto the bed and caged you with his body. His hands were on either side of your head and his knees were on either side of your hips. You felt so small under his presence. The shadow loomed over his face and it made him even more intimidating.

"I know you're scared. But I can assure you that it's going to be alright. I'll take care of you." He consoled as if he was pacifying a child who just ran in horror because she had a bad dream.

He leaned down to press a kiss on your upper lip, and you jerked away. You turned your head to the left side to dodge his kiss. It upsets him and he grabbed your jaw to hold you in place so he could steal that kiss. You shrieked in disgust, hoping that it was loud enough to give him the signal. You didn't like it, you wanted to be released from the gagged. You wanted him to let you go.

As if he could read your mind, he spoke up, "alright, I'm going to take this gag off for now, but you have to promise me that you won't scream, understood?"

You didn't give away any reaction, you just stared at him in fear. You heard his words loud and clear but you refused to acknowledge him, under any circumstances. He asked you for the second time with a much firmer tone, as he glared into your eyes; "understood?"

Your only response was nodding. "Good girl. We've got a lot more to work on, but I know I can mold you into my perfect little plaything."

His world left you in utter shock. Perfect little plaything? What the hell was this man planning to do with you? Did you ever cross paths with him and perhaps wronged him? Most importantly, did you just make the biggest mistake in your life and basically handed yourself over to death by coming to these woods?

He untied the straps of the ball gag. You were able to breathe a little easier now. You wished to scream, but you weren't stupid enough to do the exact one thing this man just warned you not to. You weren't sure whether anyone could hear you anyway, the solid clapboard walls were bulky enough to deter any noises out.

You stared around the room once more, to make sure that you were living in reality instead of a terrible dream. You tried to look anywhere else but him, fearing his murderous eyes that saw right through you. That trapped your soul by a single glance.

"Speak, before I put this gag back on."

He's already thinking of putting the gag back on already?! You felt defenseless. You couldn't fight back or entreated this man to stop doing what he already made up in his mind.

"Wh- where am I...?"

"The same woods where you camped."

"It- it's not exactly like I remember..."

"Don't worry, you are safe with me. You don't have to worry about your old life anymore now."

"Wh- who are you?"

"Steve Rogers. But, you may call me sir, at certain times." His lips formed a smirk. There was a hint of lust in his eyes when he said those last three words.

"Why am I here...?"

"I saw you wandering around the woods, all alone. I immediately knew that you were the one I had been looking for. So I took you."

"Took me?"

"Yes. You are here, aren't you?"

The lightheadedness that you felt minutes ago came back. You were having a hard time processing all this information, coming from a strange man who claimed he wanted you.

"This is... This is crazy, I need to- I need to go home."

"Shh, hey, hey, it's alright. I know you are scared and confused, but I promise you, I'm not going to hurt you as long as you listen to me and do as I say."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Simple. All you have to do is just surrender to me and follow my orders. We will both receive pleasure if you choose to make it easy for yourself."

"And... What if I don't want to?"

He paused for a moment. "Then there will be punishment."

You gulped. You really had no way out and there was no way that you could overpower or trick this man into releasing you.

"Can you please untie me?"

"No, not now. You will gain a reward if you obey, we are going to go through every training and tests, and if you succeed in passing them, then you will earn your freedom."

"You mean... You will let me go?"

He chuckled darkly, he didn't have to say it, but the words were clear in his eyes "silly girl, you really think I'd ever release you?"

"No, sweetheart." He paused. His face inched to yours as he shifted in his seat. His body that was facing the wall instead of solemnly towards you, was imparting full attention on you now. The message in his eyes were clear; "listen to me carefully, little girl. For I will not repeat myself for the second time."

Then his lips manifested the words; "every night, I will tie you to this bed, and if you pass the test of the day, then I will unleash a part of you. if you don't, then, you're going to have to endure sleeping in the dark bound, until I see an improvement. When you have succeeded in becoming my perfect little doll, then we can start discussing you moving upstairs and your limits."

"Limits of what...?"

"Freedom. About you going outside, moving around the house, and other things."

"What kind of doll you want me to be?"

"My fuck doll."

His answer left you dumbfounded. You were overwhelmed by everything that had befallen on you. You were still vulnerable from your mother's death, and now the vacation that you thought was going to transform you into a stronger woman, conversely ambushed you at your weakest spot and delivered you at the feet of the devil himself.

You started crying for God knows how many times now. He tried to pacify you once more, "shh, it's okay, babygirl. Let's not inundate ourselves with too many questions, yeah? Tomorrow, we will start our training. It's late, you should get some rest. Tomorrow will be a long day."

You saw the darkness in his dilated pupils when he stated the last sentence. Also, you didn't even realize that it was already late. There wasn't a single clock in sight, nor was there a single window that would apprise you the current juncture of the world. You couldn't tell whether it had been an hour, three days, or perhaps a week since you had been here.

Without uttering any more word, he lifted your head mindlessly and strapped the gag back on. He rose from the bed and left you in the exact same state that you were in when you woke up. He walked away to the door of where he came from. He took at one last glance at you before his steps took him out of your peripheral.

"Goodnight." He turned off the single light bulb that radiated through the center room. Then he was gone. You closed your eyes, hoping when the morning greets you, you would wake up from this God-awful lifelike nightmare.

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All below the cut because it got long!

Ampora - Very very rich, Dualscar is a mostly absent father but only physically. He has to be out a lot for business dealings.  Dualscar figured he wouldn’t be too upset being away from them as grubs but seeing all the pictures and hearing about their development  affected him more than he thought it would. He tries, he reaches out over the phone and through video to make sure he’s talking to his boys.  As kids they looked forward to his calls but getting older means they are less interested.  This kills Dualscar a little and while his stay-at-home partner assures him they’re just being teens it’s the kick in the pants he needs to take a job with less travel so he can be more involved in the boy’s lives. Eridan and Cronus are secretly appreciative of it, but Dualscar is also embarassing so they hate him talking to any of their friends. 

Captor - A middle class family, Psiionic has always and will always work from home, he does tech support over the phone for a large company and when things are too broken to do over the phone he has them shipped to his house to work on. Since they were grubs Mituna and Sollux were not only allowed but encouraged to come into his work shop, mostly because he was the one watching them but also because he wants them to have an idea of technology. Mituna isn’t super into it, which made Psii kind of disappointed - but he goes to all Mituna’s skateboard competitions.  So when Sollux wanted to learn Psii was very excited.  This wasn’t lost on Mituna and added to him being naturally closer to his other parent who is a grub and infant mental health specialist.  They are also more patient and gentle with Mituna after his accident, Psii tries but he isn’t a patient person and blames himself for his son’s TBI.  

Nitram - lower-middle class Summoner is the closest of any parent to both his boys.  He has had a few partners and his current one is Tavros’ while his ex-partner is Rufioh’s. Summoner worried this would cause a rift between the boys but Rufioh adores his little brother and while they occasionally snap at each other Rufioh is always looking out for Tavros and Tav looks up to Rufioh.  Summoner’s current partner is close with both boys also and is a teacher.  Summoner works as a mechanic at the shop owned by the Zahhaks.  The family loves to go out and play Pokemon/Fiduspawn Go together and get ice cream.  They all love watching Disney movies together and cooking together.  They live in a small 2 bedroom home that is in a close knit neighborhood where there are cook outs and everyone looks out for one another.  The Vantas’ live across the street.

Makara - Also very rich but not quite as rich as the Amporas.  The Makara’s are old mobster money and as such GHB has a hard edge to him.  He doesn’t have a partner currently but has been divorced a number of times from both trolls and humans.  GHB works as hired muscle for Condy so he isn’t home much and when he is there’s usually a person or two on his arm to enjoy the night with. He is the head of the church and tends to preach through an online format so it can be broadcasts across the different congregations. Gamzee and Kurloz have a complex and negative relationship with him, they’re both very religious and resent that their father is in charge. Kurloz understands these feelings more and his goal is to take over and get his father out of the picture.  Gamzee is less understanding but he is sad a lot of the time and that’s why he turned to sopor to numb that pain. Kurloz wants to be close to his little brother but Gamzee doesn’t trust him and that leads to more awkwardness.  the house is generally very quiet as the boys are locked in their rooms.

Pyrope - Redglare is a lawyer and she works for some big wigs so they are fairly well off.  She is married to a human who is a judge, they’re both very hard working and tend to be busy even when they are home.  Redglare doesn’t turn off ever so she tends to be doing paperwork or on the phone all times of day.  Terezi looks up to her mother like no other and wants to be just like her, she’s impressed by her other parent as well but her mother is Terezi’s be all end all.  Redglare has a quick and sharp wit, she’s well liked and has won many more cases than she’s lost.  Terezi sees her mother working the rooms at parties they host and sees the respect and fear she can pull, it’s all Terezi wants to be.  Redglared adores Terezi and lets her help with her cases.  Latula is the black-sheep of the family. She’s very nice and sweet and she and Terezi get along well, but Tula would rather throw down at the skate park than a court room.  She and Mituna have been friends since middle school and will someday get married.  Latula gets along with both her parents but isn’t close to either of them. 

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HomestuckxTwisted wonderland: Trolls in Twisted Wonderland AU: AU concept

Headcanons part 1

Warning: English is not my first language so sorry if it’s confusing!

You can use this AU if you want, just credite and tag me in return please I would love to read the result ! 😉

So recently I go back in one of my favorite fandoms: Homestuck

I’m a fan of the comic’s characters especially the Ancestors and I’m a sucker for Homestuck AUs and with my recent obsession for Twisted Wonderland I came out with this AU idea “What if some of the trolls highblood mysteriously find themself in Twisted Wonderland as grubs and grow up there?”

Little precisions about this AU:

-The sburb/sgrub game don’t exist.

-The pre-scratch trolls in this AU are like the “older siblings” of the post-scratch trolls.

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So here the concept of the “Trolls in Twisted Wonderland AU”:

-The AU begin with the highblood grubs’s, who would have become Dakleer, Orphaner Dualscar, Grand Highblood and Mindfang, birth.

-At one moment of their grubhood a mysterious energy teleport them one by one to Twisted Wonderland and are found by TW locals.

-Grub Dualscar was found by water faes from the Valey of Thorns, the faes felt the strange and powerful energy from him and when realizing the grub was a baby they decided to keep him.

-The water fae clan who’s adopted the grub was know as the Ampora clan, they named him “Oberon” in reference to one of the legendary kings of fairies and also because the night he was found was a night during which the planet Uranus and it’s moons, one of them being called “Oberon”, were very visible.

-Grub GHB was found by a voodoo witch know as “Mama Makara”, she was intrigued by the strange baby(?) and her voodoo spirits advised her the best thing to do was to keep him so she decided to listen to them and adopt him.

-She named him “Jael” as he was found a december 31, which is in the Capricorn star sign’s period, and his horns remind her of a mountain goat.

-Grub Mindfang was found by a crew of pirates who’s captain was know as “captain Serket”, the crew were finding a great treasure when they found the grub looking with fascination a blue topaz, at first they thought she was a wierd new kind of animal and decided to keep her to sell her later. But after a while they notice her having an anthropomorphic behavior and the captain end up getting attach to her and decided to keep her.

-Since she had be found near a blue topaz, which was the same blue as the grub, the captain named her “Topaz”.(It’s also the birthstone of the scorpio star sign).

-Grub Darkleer was found by a couple of magic scientists, at first they thought he was a new kind of insect and brough him back to their lab to study him but after a few analysses and observations of his behavior they realized he wasn’t an insect but in fact an unknow intelligent specie. They were curious about his specie to they keep to observe him in the end they get attach to him and officially adopt him as their son.

-They noticed the grub seemed to really like horses and since they found him the November 21, a date in the Sagittarius star sign period, they decided to named him “Pholos”, which was a reference to the centaur from greek mythology.

-Time pass and the four grubs gew up with their new families becoming young trolls who’s know nothing about where they came from.

-Thank to the magical influence of the Twisted Wonderland world the trolls developped magic.

-Oberon, Jael and Pholos were enrolled in Night Raven College while Topaz was enrolled in a all-girls magical school.

-Oberon Ampora was sorted in Octavinelle and even become dormleader at some point, he was know to be very good in magic strategy.

-After he graduated, Oberon became a teacher at Night Raven College, he’s teaching combat and magic strategy.

-Jael Makara was sorted in Savanaclaw, his big strengh, giant stature and capacities in voodoo magic made him feared and respected by his classmated.

-After he graduated he officially become a voodoo wizard and work with Mama Makara at her Voodoo shop in a bayou.

-Pholos Zahhak was sorted in the Ignihyde dorm, he became famous as the strongest student of the dorm and his magical robotic creations made him one of the top students of NRC.

-After he graduated, Pholos became an prominent magic engineer.

-Topaz Serket at her school showed amazing habilities in mind related magic.

-After her graduation, she become the new captain of her adopted father’s crew after the later decided to retire and become one of the most fearsome pirates in Twisted Wonderland.

-Topaz have met the three others trolls during her father’s trips and keep contact with them.

-Back on Alternia the mother grub had created new grubs and four of them are the descendants of our four missing higbloods.

-You see in this AU the mother grub don’t use all the genetic material when it give to her, she just use a part of it and keep the rest in reserve and when she don’t get a lot of new genetic material she use a part of the one she got in reserve.

-So descendants of the four missing highbloods are born, each is found by a lusus and is given a name but just like their ancestors a mysterious energy teleport them toTwisted Wonderland.

-Each grub is found by it ancestor the latters were shocked to find another being like them, each grub was found with a piece of paper with a name written on it.

-The grub found by Oberon was named “Cronus”, the one found by Jael “Kurloz”, the one found by Topaz “Aranea” and the one found by Pholos “Horuss”.

-The four adults trolls decided to keep and raise the grubs and some years later the same event happen once again with this time the newly adopted grubs being called “Eridan”, “Vriska”, “Equius” and “Gamzee”.

-Which then bring us to the present:

-Kurloz, Cronus and Horuss are 17 years old in human age, they’re second years students at NRC and they’re in the same dorms than their fathers when they were students and Araena as for her is a 17 years old student in a all-girl magic school.

-Vriska, Gamzee, Eridan and Equius are 12 in human age and by so aren’t students yet.

-Since his big brother is a student at NRC and his father work at the school as a teacher, Eridan live in the school with his dad and brother.

-The four youngest trolls keep contact on a chat and see each other when they can like during hollidays.

-The actual events of the AU take place after the main story of Twisted Wonderland.

-Yuu is still stuck in Twisted Wonderland and is still staying in NRC until Crowley find a way to send them back to their world.

-Everything seemed finally fine and at peace.

-But this peace is soon disturbed by a event which will turn upside down the lives of many especially the lives our 12 highblood trolls in the form of the mysterious apparition of a well know group of rebels lowblood trolls with their two generations of descendants and two fushia troll heiress.

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