#homestuck fic requests

[chthonicarcher]

for the requests: something related to the most recent cabin chapter? 🥺

(the cabin fic art you drew me before is so treasured btw thank you so much for it)

<3

[grimme-and-specs]

This shit's gonna take over a year to make but I'm having a ton of fun with it

Oh and, with anyone curious about this? Feel free to ask me, I just wanted to post some art I thought up when plotting :b

[sleepy-crypt1d]

if i took requests for fics, mainly reader x canon, would anyone be interested??

fandoms being borderlands, subnautica, inscryption, dialtown, portal, creepypasta <- primarily these

POSSIBLY things like outlast, uncharted, the stanley parable, stardew, pokemon but specifically Guzma, bioshock, homestuck

idk i have like a huge range of interests, but i wanna work my brain a little bit and do some random oneshots to get back into the flow of writing so i can finally finish my main fic lol

fine with fluff, angst, smut, whatever, some darker topics I'll steer away from simply cuz of what im comfortable with but!! if i opened up taking small oneshot requests for x reader fics would anyone be interested??

[morsartis]

Kiss The Girl

Marvus x fem!Reader

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Fish darted through the tanks in brilliant colors, the cooler lighting highlighting the brilliance of their scales. All around you were families and couples enjoying their own outings. Despite this, the aquarium was remarkably slow today. What little crowds that managed to form always dispersed as if to mimic the schools of aquatic life you’d all come to see. Leaving you and Marvus in your own personal bubble. You had wandered into a more secluded indoor section of the aquarium to escape the hot sun, this one boasting small Alternian fish with iridescent white scales and vivid violet eyes. You knew it must have cost the aquarium a fortune to get them- or maybe a violetblood had been taken with the fanciful notion of the aquarium and donated the fish for their own amusement. It was always hard to tell. Either way you watched as the fish swam lazily through the water with their spiny barbs and fancy flared fins. Like a mix between a betta fish and a catfish. Beside you Marvus chuckled. 

“That one looks like that lil’ violet that you been bringin’ ‘round.” He pointed to a fish near the bottom corner that was much smaller than the rest- and seemed to be sulking grumpily as it watched the others swim around. You stifled a laugh. It did look like Eridan oddly enough. 

“That’s rude Marvus.” You couldn’t keep the humor out of your voice despite trying to scold your matesprite. 

“Am I wrong?” He asked sardonically as he glanced down at you lazily. This time you couldn’t help the snort that left you. 

“Eridan’s a wriggler, play nice.” 

“Sure. Soon as he stops eyein’ you like a piece a fresh grubloaf.” 

“Oh please. He’s just happy to have a friend. May I remind you how Zebruh gets?” 

“I could still cull him if you want lil mama. Ain’t no big thing.” 

“You know I don’t want you killing people on my behalf.” 

“Worth a shot.” He teased leaning down to steal a quick kiss. Leaning into the kiss you rolled your eyes at his antics. Even so, you couldn’t help but smile at him when the two of you pulled away. 

“Culling is illegal here on Earth, Dear.” You reminded him. Marvus gave you an exaggerated pout. 

“I still say we should do it anyway.” 

“No.” You replied bluntly, already walking away. Marvus snickered in amusement, his long legs catching up to you instantly as he placed a chilled hand on your shoulder and gently guided you more firmly to his side. The two of you made an odd pair, you’d admit. Especially to the people in the mostly empty aquarium. One human girl in her pale sundress and her juggalo troll companion in the most form fitting t-shirt he could get his hands on and an absolutely gaudy pair of skinny jeans. Still, it was nice to have a normal date. It’d been so long since either of you had had the time to spend together outside of stolen moments after Marvus’ concerts. Having this day just to be normal and in love was something you’d be riding the high of for weeks. Months even. 

“Is that a cafe?” Marvus asked in confusion pointing at a cluster of tacky straw roofed “hut” shaped tables tucked near a tropical themed alcove. 

“Looks like it.” You snorted in amusement. 

“That is the tackiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Marvus told you as the two of you drew closer. 

“Oh its horrible.” You agreed, entertainment thick in your tone. 

“Who told them this was okay?”

“Not a clue.” “Even the menu items are tacky.”

“They are.”

“I want pictures.” 

The two of you shared a look before dissolving into laughter. At least this way you’d both have something to eat. Not a bad way to end a date really.

[anewgayeveryday]

Today's LGBT+ Character is;

Jake English from Homestuck-Bisexual

Requested by Anon

Status: Alive

[agerefandom]

Dream-Bubble Diamonds

Fandom: Homestuck

Characters: regressor!Mituna, Caregiver!Kurloz, other dancestors mentioned but not present

Words: 1, 200

Summary: Kurloz gets a visit from his moirail, Mituna, and takes care of him for the afternoon.

Warnings: Canon-typical difficult to read dialogue from Mituna, also cussing from Mituna, seizures, difficulty communicating, references to both of their previous injuries but nothing graphic

Kurloz was lazily knitting against a wall, hands flitting over needles and purple yarn. Porrim had been happy to teach him, and it gave him something to do in the monotony of the dream bubbles. There was something satisfying about watching fabric coming together out of twisted cords of thread, and it was just as satisfying to pull apart at the end, each stitch coming apart with a little jolt.

Stab, twist, and tuck the needle through: a rhythm that Kurloz’s fingers were becoming quicker and quicker to carry out.

“Kulozzzz!!” The mangled version of his name was shouted from above him, and Kurloz looked up to see Mituna running along the top of the wall that Kurloz was leaning against.

Predictably, Mituna slipped just as Kurloz looked up at him, and went sideways with a little shriek.

Kurloz dropped the knitting and caught his moirail, who had curled up to try and minimize the fall.

Finding himself unharmed and in Kurloz’s lap, Mituna scrambled up. “Dnn touch now!!” he complained, brushing off his arms. Kurloz held up his hands, showing that he was no longer reaching for Mituna. His moirail could be picky about when and how he was touched, which Kurloz could understand. Mituna wasn’t wearing his helmet, and his hair was chaotic as usual.

HOW ARE YOU? Kurloz signed, raising his eyebrows to signify the question.

Mituna scowled, showing his little fangs, and plopped down cross-legged across from Kurloz.

“Fucked sll thought,” he said, grumpy. “Flcking toddler brainer.”

DO YOU WANT YOUR PACIFIER?

Kurloz had always enjoyed the sign for pacifier, as if he was placing it in his own mouth.

“Not a babybrains.”

Kurloz raised an eyebrow, making the sign for pacifier again. Mituna bared his teeth, a baby troll gesture of aggression from before their horns grew in properly. Kurloz waited, and sure enough, Mituna frowned and nodded after a few seconds.

“Stills not frcking baby,” Mituna declared, sticking out a hand.

Kurloz smiled, stitches tugging at the corners of his mouth as he dug Mituna’s pacifier out of his pocket. Between Mituna and Meulin, he always had a collection of baby gear in the pockets of his suit, making him think about adding a bag to his usual outfit. He wasn’t sure where he would find one here in the dream bubbles, but he could always tell Horuss to make him one.

Mituna snatched the pacifier from Kurloz’s hand and popped it into his mouth, still managing to pout with his whole body, even with his mouth covered by the yellow plastic guard. Kurloz nodded and flashed a thumbs-up, tapping his smiling mouth.

“Efrenv’sh,” Mituna said, his usually slurred speech utterly incomprehensible from behind the pacifier. Kurloz bobbed his head as if he’d made perfect sense. “Snnnf’rm?” Kurloz continued to smile as Mituna babbled, waving a hand this time as if to make a point. “Krlw’nrt!”

Catching on that Mituna was asking for something, Kurloz raised his hands and asked YOU WANT TO GO AWAY?, pointing back where Mituna had gone. COME? He added as a second option, gesturing to his open arms.

Mituna shook his head, vigorous enough to spin his hair into new tangled formations, then tried to get to his feet and fell over sideways. Clearly disoriented, Mituna managed to get back onto his knees and crawled over to Kurloz, poking his leg.

“Krlsnnfrm?”

SIGN? Kurloz asked.

Mituna made a series of gestures that did not remotely resemble sign language, most of them involving hitting himself in the side of the head. Although he understood Kurloz, Mituna’s own use of sign language was even more spotty than his speech capability.

Kurloz shrugged, showing Mituna that he’d not understood any of that.

Mituna sighed and dropped his head down on Kurloz’s leg, a familiar position from his regression. Kurloz twisted his gloved fingers in Mituna’s hair, so much finer than the yarn that had been abandoned beside him. Mituna made a happy moirail rattle in his throat and settled down, tension draining from his body. Kurloz felt himself relax as well, relieved to no longer be guessing what Mituna wanted from him.

The two of them sat there for a while, Mituna’s little purring rattles breaking the silence every so often. It was one of Kurloz’s favourite sounds, a troll at their most comfortable and trusting. If they had been back on their home planet, they would have needed to worry about the oncoming dawn, and finding shelter from the dangerous light. Here in the dream bubbles, there was no change of time unless you went from one area to another, and they could sit out in the peaceful evening light for as long as they wanted.

Lulled into a sense of peace, Kurloz took a second too long to realize that Mituna had gone unusually still.

Immediately, Kurloz twisted around and dragged Mituna away from the wall, as gently as he could while still moving quickly. Sure enough, he had barely moved his moirail when Mituna started to convulse, and Kurloz tugged the pacifier out of his mouth before retreating to a safe distance. Mituna’s full-body seizures weren’t unusual, and they weren’t dangerous if he wasn’t at risk of falling, but Kurloz still wanted to keep close. Kurloz crossed his legs, leaning forward to watch over him.

Count the seconds, keep his breathing controlled. Kurloz tapped his fingers against each other, keeping the rhythm of his own body steady even as he watched his moirail shake on the ground.

This one was a long one for Mituna, lasting over two minutes before he finally went limp. Kurloz moved over when he was sure it was safe, not directly touching Mituna but lying down beside him in easy reach. Mituna blinked his eyes open and touched his jaw, moving it in a way that made it clear he must have hurt it clenching down. Seeming to conclude it would get better soon, he looked around and beamed when he saw Kurloz.

“Kurloz!!!!” Mituna scooted over and rolled himself into his moirail’s arms, and Kurloz pulled him in. “Kurloz, sing fme?” He tapped Kurloz’s throat, making it even clearer what he was asking for.

Kurloz pressed his stitched lips to Mituna’s forehead in his version of a kiss, and obediently began to hum.

Back when the two of them were younger, and the game that ended the world had not yet begun, Mituna used to love Kurloz’s singing voice. It was one of his most common requests, whether he was sad or regressed or tired. “Kurloz, sing to me?” And Kurloz would curl up on the chair with his headset on, Mituna’s voice in his ear, and he would sing until he heard Mituna’s little rattling snores over their call.

Kurloz wasn’t used to making any vocalization anymore: he didn’t even make the subvocal rattles and clicks that were used for communication between partners. Mituna, however, was an exception. For the memory of all the nights they had fallen asleep at their computers, listening to each other’s voices, Kurloz hummed familiar songs as Mituna curled against his chest.

“Mml’v you,” Mituna whispered.

Kurloz’s arms were too full of his moirail to sign a response, so he traced a diamond on Mituna’s back and hoped he understood. I love you too, little miracle.

[halloweensuittruffles]

Hihi!

I asked something but I feel liked it wasn't detailed if you know what I mean so yeah

Anyway

Could you do tagora❤reader where reader sleeps over tagora's hive and then something unexpected happens? Tagora is a huge comfort character I would love if you wrote this! /nf

Have a good day/night :))

(My requests are not open I am getting to the last ones I have in my inbox, thank you! ❤️This is the last one in my inbox and these will be closed for a few months, I promise they’ll be open again soon ;3)

Hihi sweetie!! Ofc I can! Fufufu unexpected you say? I have the purrrrfect idea >:)) I hope you like it!!

Tagora x ❤️ Reader

It was pretty often that you and Gorgor spent time together when he’s not working. Ever sense you met after he almost killed you with alternian money (caegars!) debt, you two have been inseparable! Alien and Troll! Best friends! …right?

Anyway, you were sitting on a troll word couch waiting for Tagora in the kitchen. He was making a big bowl of popcorn for the both of you to share for a movie marathon. They were prod casting….well you didn’t know what it was exactly as you were still learning Alternian alphabet but the teal had told you it was about a group of legislacerators who were at least trying to be- despite none of them being teals. Not that you have to be a teal to be one (Tagora made sure to specify this)

It’s just a common place teals go when they go through grubschool. It seemed interesting to you! And you were excited to learn about trolls and their well “alien” world to you!

You had brought human candy yourself to share with the popcorn, Tagora was surprised how you even got it- you’re not sure yourself!

Finally the man of the hour did return to you in the living block holding one of those plastic blue bowls full of popcorn. Thankfully (from your knowledge) this popcorn looks mostly “normal” just a few kernels being orange and purple shades more then you’re used to but eh! You knew your friend here wouldn’t poison you without a monologue prepared so there’s nothing to worry there-

You smiled taking the bowl from the teal so he could sit on the couch, he was in his favorite teal tinted white fluffy bath robe. You had one on too! In your (insert your favorite color)

“It didn’t start already did it?*_____” Tagora asked moving his hair some off his neck

“Nono! Still some ads..something about uh…being a laughsassin or something after.. ascension?” Your face kinda scrunched trying to recall to which Tagora cackled at your confusion

“Ahaha! They’re playing those again, The Condence always wants more jesters in her army. And I don’t mean purples I mean any fool, she’ll take anyone at this point. However I can see the appeal of a laughsassin, being the one to deploy the setting stone for battle can get any troll hungry for power jumping in for it. *_________”

Oh the fish lady! You’ve done your best to stay clear of her, thankfully your friends and peers haven’t spilled you to her.

Especially Tagora- you don’t mean to put your friend in a bad light just, Alternian currency always have had a soft spot with him and if there was ever a chance your ass was found by that anglerfish Queen you honestly wouldn’t be surprised if Tagora was the first to send you in for the bounty.

But let’s not think about that! The show finally started playing and you both got comfy. The opening song started playing as you reached for a hand of popcorn before stopping- seems Tagora had the same idea as both your hands came in contact over the bowl. Usually this would be no biggie but for some reason you felt your heart in your throat. The teal seemed to have the same reaction as you both looked from your hands to at eachother.

Tagora had a somewhat look of surprised bewilderment. You shared the same expression not really sure where to go from here..you mean..Gorgor he’s- well- he makes your heartbeat ring in your ears and your stomach twist in knots- but would Tagora want that too? He knew you knew about his pitched infatuation crush with Galekh but both of them were too scared to pursue true feelings yet. Would he be the same with..your red feelings?-

NO! Nono! No more being scared! No more being afraid! You have one life, live it!

With that, you gulped some gently guiding Tagora’s hand away from the bowl with your own (trying your best to maintain yourself). The teal’s confusion continued as he watched your every move.

“Gor…I uh-“ you started but feel short and tried to start again

“..W-Well? Go on you’ve got all night here *_______” Tagora joked but you could hear the nervousness in his voice.

Here we go…

You leaned your face closer to him, really feeling the heat grow in your cheeks. The teal seemed to start getting your gestures, his eyes closed slightly leaning closer to you as well.

“I really- I’m really glad we can spend so much time together and- you make me really happy”

“Really?*______” The teal seemed genuinely surprised by your words, you meant every word of it!

“Yes! Yes I- you’ve been so great and I’ve loved every time we get to hang out I- I want, I want to be able to do that more with you”

You had been avoiding eye contact with him the whole time you mumbled but you tried to sneak a peek at his face. Tagora had small red hearts in his pupils, they were actually visible! You had seen spades in his eyes before but..was he feeling the same way? Did he-

“So do I…..*______” Tagora mumbled, his face now a deep teal color and his forehead pressed softly against yours.

My lord-

You smiled nervously returning the gesture of your foreheads “Tagora I love you- I love you so much and I- I want to ask you to be-“

“Matesprits..? *_____” The teal smiled, a big genuine smile up to you. Not his snake lawyer smile, his true joy filled smile!

You were over the moon, you nodded repeatedly happily hug tackling Tagora. Thankfully he returned to sentiment, grinning wide hugging you tightly to him. You pecked basically 200 kisses on the teals cheeks and the teal’s grin only grew bigger.

The show was already half way through at this point but you cares! ;3

[thekingthatwrites]

I crave for writing requests

[urfavesarequadranted]

Triheart from @lolliepops-rox's brain and Emperor Reformer from Dayveh's Broken Diamond Club are moirails!

[upsidedownknight]

anyone have any good no sburb au fic recs centered around the beta kids? i miss them :(

[cthonicascendant]

If you’re still doing art requests, could you do Eridan and Gamzee talking with each other? Or just one or the other, if you’d prefer.

«so, like, i WILL get the vision i have out on either paper or procreate at some point, it's consumed me, your honour they should have been friends, but i also didn't want to leave this ask sitting here until i was finally satisfied - anyways, here, have some practise sketches.»

[rindomness]

assassin fic karkat assassin fic karkat!

i drew one version, decided that i would be the only person who would ever see it ever, and drew another one and almost cowarded out again are you happy now jamathan @jam-blue dearly beloathed

[nightmarist]

baldurs gate consuming me as i immediately start on a haarlep fic. might just..... take requests like the good old days

[morsartis]

Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?

In the warmth and safety of your bed you tried to ignore the way your phone was buzzing lost in the sheets. You had decided to stay home for once instead of letting your friends rope you into going to some party you didn’t want to be miserable at. Instead you’d enjoyed some alone time and crawled into bed as it had grown darker outside. Being home, on Earth, was still a surreal experience for you. But after the destruction of Alternia and the mass exodus of trolls fleeing the carnage you had slowly tried to come to terms with it. Which all yet again led to your predicament. Again your phone buzzed and giving into demands you picked it up and checked your messages. 

Most of them were pictures of the party you had declined to go to, all from Cirava. Scrolling mindlessly through them you paused on his last few texts. 

‘Where are you lmao’

‘Thought I saw you sneak out carrying your shoes’

‘I still need those back btw lol’

Sighing heavily you already knew the guy was higher than a damn kite. He usually was when he deigned to go to parties and if you weren’t with him he had a tendency to pull shit like this. Another message pinged through.

‘Must have been dreaming of bumping into you or something lmao’

It could have been a sweet compliment. Unfortunately things were never that simple. Letting the phone slip out of your grasp and back onto the bed you rolled over and tried to get some sleep. You’d managed to doze for a short bit before your phone began to buzz more insistently. Groaning in frustration you snatched it from your side and squinted angrily at the photoshopped image of Cirava on a moisturewave background. Rolling your eyes you hit decline on the call. Just as soon as you had done so the phone lit up again with his caller ID. Hitting decline again you checked the time and felt another swell of annoyance. 

‘Its 3 AM Cirava’

‘I’m tryna change your mind lmao’

‘Why’d you only call me when you’re high?’ 

Letting the phone fall onto your chest you tried to take a deep breath. He was just high and lonely. You didn’t want to be cruel but it was truthful, he really only called you when he was high. Always trying to talk you into something or another but tonight you were going to stay home and ignore it. You could apologize in the morning but not now, not tonight. Again your phone rang and in a fit of frustration you finally answered it, cutting Cirava off mid greeting. 

“Hi.” You replied flatly, “Why’d you only call me when you’re high?” 

“Lemme get somewhere darker.” He shouted over the music in the background, you knew he was only going to talk the same shit he always did. “I need a partner.” 

You sighed, doubting he could hear it over the noise. 

“Well, are you out tonight?” He continued. 

“Cirava its getting harder and harder to get you to listen, you know that right?” 

“What?” He shouted clearly not having heard you. 

“You’re incapable of making alright decisions, always having bad ideas.” 

“Its only three in the morning,” He scoffed, “and I’m tryin’ to change your mind.” 

You stayed silent. Frustration was back along with old hurt. 

“I left you multiple missed calls-,”

Unable to stand it anymore you cut him off.

“Why’d you only call me when you’re high?” You asked. Maybe it was the hurt talking or maybe you still wanted a genuine answer. Either way you knew you wouldn’t get one. For a moment the other side of the line was silent and you wondered if he’d hung up on you. 

“I can’t see you here.” He spoke, voice surprisingly subdued, “ Wonderin’ where I am.” 

What was that supposed to mean? Did he like jerking you around for his own amusement?

“It sort of feels like I’m runnin’ out of time.” He sighed, you could hear the rustle of fabric and realized abruptly that it was silent on the other side, “I haven’t found all I was hoping to find.” 

“Cirava-,”

“I know you said you gotta be up early in the morning, ‘gotta have an early night’, but I’m worried I’m startin’ to bore you, baby.” The use of the human pet name had you on edge. Cirava rarely bothered to use it. 

“Then call me when you’re no longer high.” You replied softer than you’d like. 

You knew he wouldn’t. 

He only called you when he was high. 

[basiclyirljohn]

Asks are open!

feel free to give writting suggestions or request fics.

i WONT write: underage, wlw, abuse, heavy angst

[manifestmerlin]

Oh bte I have been Reading M.C. Escher That's My Favorite MC by Unda and it is. SOOOO FUCKING GOOOD. So many things I like seeing done well and so many things I don't usually like due to poor execution that are done so fluidly??? I'm on chapter 38 so I feel like idk how this is going to wrap up so relatively quickly but even if this is way WAY longer than TCITWTSIAYK by like almost a full order of magnitude it might end up replacing it as the fic I reread all the damn time because UGHHHH ITS SO GOOOOOD.