#i love you ChuckleVoodoos

[pr0crastinating-poet]

don't talk to me my favorite ao3 author just orphaned their account within the past week, I had an open tab listing their works and everything

[morsartis]

do you have any headcanons about GHB, chahut or other purplebloods?

I have so, so many headcanons about so much. Please feel free to hit me up on those. Off the top of my head I have-

-Purple bloods are the most protective of their quadmates

-The Faygo Flavor Discussions are a guaranteed bloodbath they go to WAR over what they consider a superior flavor.

-All purple blood have chucklevoodoo but it varies from troll to troll with the Makara’s having the strongest and most terrifying which is why the others made GHB head of clown church.

-All purples can honk and enjoy it. The honks are unique to each purple. 

There are more. I love worldbuilding it is my jam. But they will not all fit in one post so if you want specific stuff feel free to slide in and request!

[corvid-mellofficial]

some old homestuck art that i may or may not have posted before, i don’t really remember

most of these sketches are from at LEAST two years ago and i actually really love them. take me back to when i could draw people consistently and WELL

handwriting translations under the cut lmfao

Sollux: nobody care2

Eridan: Be silent, keep your forked tongue behind its teeth. I havve not passed through fire and death to exchange wwords wwith a wwitless wworm.

Sollux: BLOW ME

ALL HAIL THE ONE TRUE MESSIAH. LONG LIVE THE ANGEL OF DOUBLE DEATH. MAY THE BARD’S RIOTOUS CHUCKLEVOODOOS INSPIRE NIGHTMARES IN ALL WHO WOULD OPPOSE CALIBORN AND MAY THE JOCULARITY OF HIS VAST HONK RING LOUD AND MOTHERFUCKIN’ TRUE ALL THE WAY TO SHANGRI-LA. A-MOTHERFUCKIN’-MEN

Karkat: WAKE UP FUCKNUGGET

Tavros: oH, DID YOU JUST WAKE UP?

Karkat: THIS IS GAMZEE. HE LIKES JOKES.

[homestuck-loving]

Maybe some fluffy Kurloz x Reader Headcanons? 👉👈

It's been so long since I've played openbound. This was a fun refresher. I hope you enjoy!

Kurloz x Reader Headcanons

-I will start with the non-fluffy stuff. Kurloz is a purpleblood who grew up with the clown church. He’s a strange troll with morbid tendencies. If we’re talking post accident Kurloz, then he doesn’t really communicate with people either.

-This can be seen in his relationship with you. For the first couple of months he’ll feel rather distant, never quite contributing much into the relationship. Every question you ask him turns into a crazy riddle. If the two of you were able to make it through that awkward patch, you’ll see him become more open. 

-Now onto the fluff! 

-Kurloz would ask if you were up to learn sign language. It’s the easiest way for him to talk without using his chucklevoodoos. Though, being honest, he’s not against using them when he wants to.

-He’d give you all the lessons of troll sign language you could ask for. He’s a very hands on teacher. He’d drag his gloved hands against yours to set them in the right position. If you're a human/non troll, he’d love to know how your version of sign language differs. He enjoys repeatedly signing the word ‘Fun’ at you. No one’s quite sure what it means.

-Kurloz would partake in pda. He feels no shame in leaning against your body or kissing you with stitched lips in front of the others. He would enjoy laying with you while watching the dream clouds float by. If he’s relaxed, or stoned, enough, he’d take a nap right there.

-On the topic, when he’s high he’s a lot more cuddly and playful. He’ll lay on top of you with a lazy, mildly sinister, smile all while signing dumb memes. He’s pretty malleable at the same time. You wanna go do something? He’s all for it. You wanna cuddle in a different position? Just move him any way you like.

-Kurloz would also come up with a strange nickname for you. It’ll be possibly crude and unusual. It’s an even mix up on if he’s going to call you by your actual name or something he created from the deep depths of his thinkpan. 

-I don’t think he’d introduce you to Gamzee. He’d like to keep his personal life away from his servitude.

-He has a habit of pressing the tips of his fingers onto his lips before pressing them into your own. There isn’t much of a reason as to why he does this. It’s more of something he just enjoys doing.

[yanderes-galore]

Yooooo hs requests are open!!! Can i request some yan kurloz or porrim hcs?

Kurloz is a very mysterious character :), although a lot of Purplebloods in HOMESTUCK are so- Decided to write because my head has cleared recently so I have motivation that must be used! No quadrant given, I assumed Matesprit.

Yandere! Kurloz Makara Concept ♑️

Pairing: Matesprit ❤️

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Manipulation, Mind control/Brainwashing, Possessive behavior, Forced Matespritship.

Kurloz would be an eerie character to be obsessed with you.

He's silent, always silent.

Kurloz never speaks and it can be difficult to read him.

You won't know what he's thinking unless he wants you to know.

Kurloz is a yandere to speak through actions, not words due to his injury.

You most likely feel a chill when around him due to his quiet nature.

Despite being quiet Kurloz does care for his obsession.

In the way he does care for Meulin and Mituna, he cares for you.

Especially if he considers giving Matespritship a try again.

For the most part he'll silently watch you for most of his obsession.

Kurloz is mostly harmless but has secret intentions.

Similar to his Dancestor, Gamzee, he sees you as a "miracle".

For the most part Kurloz speaks to you through signs, or if you chat with him he uses reaction GIFs.

He uses his psychic chucklevoodoos if he wants to get a point across.

He's attentive to what you do and often communicates with Meulin about you.

For the most part, aside from his Ex-Matesprit and Moirail, he keeps to himself about his obsession.

He comes off as some sort of friend to you far as you can tell.

He doesn't care if you're a troll or human, in some way he feels you're important to him as his soon to be Matesprit.

He comes off harmless, he signs to you in a pleasant manner.

He's just so eerie.

Kurloz is a yandere who plots a lot behind the scenes.

He is a master at deception and manipulation.

Mostly due to his powers.

While Kurloz is communicating with you in a friendly manner, smiling and signing like he just wants to be you friend...

He's secretly manipulating things behind the scenes.

With his power he can simply tell others to stay away with threats.

They'll forget ever wanting to talk to you, even if they try then Kurloz will find a way to deal with them.

He's another one of those yanderes that acts akin to quicksand?

It's a slow descent before you realize you're trapped.

Even when you realize what you've gotten yourself into, you can't escape by yourself.

Plus, Kurloz gets rid of all your help.

Kurloz knows what he's doing, no he does not think it's wrong.

Even if you try to get him to stop or even suspect him of sabotaging your life, he'll use his chucklevoodoos on you.

When it comes to Kurloz, he sees his darling and those around them as a puppet.

When Kurloz decides to be involved with you, he'll make all the needed decisions for you.

Soon you may no longer find him creepy.

Kurloz promises you'll get used to the new changes he's made for you.

Friends and family other than him have no purpose in this grand plan his LORD has planned.

Kurloz just knows you're important to it all if you're important to him.

You may not understand it yet but he believes you're part of something grande.

Removing your friends and becoming his new Matesprit is necessary.

It's fated.

You just don't understand it yet.

There's no need to struggle, there's no need to fear...

Kurloz has got you now.

Any sense of unease or fear is quickly negated by him and his power.

He tells he adores you through his psychic abilities.

He holds you in a vice grip, even after he lets go it still feel like he lingers.

Kurloz is someone who controls you, one you can never get rid of.

His feelings of love towards you does nothing to comfort you.

Any positive feeling you feel towards him is most likely forcibly induced by him.

As a yandere, Kurloz acts as your puppet master...

While you act as his precious puppet.

[birchbow]

I've been doing a reread of PoF (I felt the call of the Clown Church. Or Heard the Honks of it.) And I have a question I'm curious about (and tried to search for but ~the search function is broken~, so feel free to ignore this) which is: it's mentioned that Karkat gets chucklevoodoos thrown at him a couple times, but it seems to affect him less and less and even the first time he got hit with them he seemed to bounce back fast. Is he somewhat immune to them (whether naturally or through exposure) or does he just stubbornly brute force his way through them? (which he was accidentally doing with his pupation? Lmao. I caught that he was apparently having symptoms of that for months this reread and almost lost my mind. No wonder he just started turning to goo.)

Also I am curious if anyone will ever realize just how many things Gamzee has just, uh, wound up and set into motion; he was the first person to encourage the Schoolfeeder Vantas rumors/perception, he talked to Rishet about Uderak, he set Bastil on Halore. I think it's hilarious and hope he never stops to be honest. (Also Kurloz later encouraging the rumors too because he thinks it'll piss Karkat off. Brother his Ancestor was a preacher, what did you expect?)

Anyways I just wanted to let you know that I love the fic and also The Church and all the Clowns in it. Sorry if this was super rambley.

RE: Karkat, it's six of one and half a dozen of the other! I tend to write seadwellers with very high psionic resistance, and I like to headcanon Karkat as basically the mutant who closes the hemospectrum into a loop. He's hot-blooded and physical small as a lowblood--especially because he grows as slowly as a seadweller. He's got no psionics of his own, like a seadweller, but also is as resistant as they are. He's also just. An incredibly stubborn, determined, angry little dude, and he WILL push through things via brute force especially once he's gotten some experience with them and they can't take him by surprise anymore.

RE: puppetmaster Gamzee, it's a happy accident of him being my main POV character, but I do find it incredibly funny. :D In a world of court intrigue and schemes, the guy who makes friends with people and wanders around asking questions sets a whole lot of shit in motion largely by accident! Not that he thinks he has pretty much any influence or authority. How could he?? He's just a wacky li'l guy! UoU

[norts-trolls]

THERE HE IS THERE HE IS I DID IT AFTER WEEKS his sexy design was by @indig0trolls

Ladios Saffon

Your name is LADIOS SAFFON and you are the Draco Armada's REEDUCATOR and patrtime INTERROGATOR. And you love your job. While you are, by all standards, a mutant under HER's law you are protected thanks to your rather helpful psionics. You consider yourself a SILLY GUY and don't take anything too seriously. You've picked up a few interesting hobbies due to being trained within a subjug branch. Your favorite being FACE PAINTING and pulling the silliest of PRANKS. Though others especially those you teach may think your pranks can be a tad harsh at times. Compared to the others in your sector you consider yourself a rather kind in your way of "gentle mental nudges"

Name: Ladios Saffon

Nickname(s): Ladi, Jester

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Pronouns: He/Him

Caste: Cerulean, saltwater

Height: 7'0"

Age: 18.46 sweeps

Voice Claim: tba

Abilities: Mind control, Senses manipulation, Hallucinations

Typing Quirk: <:} A little smile with a clown hat at the beginning of his sentences with torso and legs at the end <-<

Occupation: Reeducator/ interrogator

Likes: Peach rings, Salt pool hotubs, Pranks and puns

Dislikes: Strong Chucklevoodoo, heavy scented perfumes Where to Find Them | Plot Food: Draco Imperial Armada ship,

[starsnores]

Do you have any GamKar fic recommendations??

boy, do i!!! sorry this list is kind of long, i'll try to describe generally what they're about but some of them get Weird so please check the tags before you read them, ok?

Yeild To Me - PorcelainAlice A good flavor of pale gamkat, kinky pale cuddling with the focus on gamzee's claws and teeth and strength and karkat's comparative fragileness. also dips into a "moirail subspace" thing which i love.

Hoodoo - The_Almighty_Ro Gamzee using chucklevoodoos on karkat to manipulate him into loving devotion, soft kisses and want, a gentle and sweet violation. messed up in a very good way.

Tiny Feet - orphan_account :'( Gamzee's foot fetish, karkat reluctantly enjoys it. the author summary is "Gamzee's sudden interest in his feet makes him want to vomit." which is the vibe karkat gives the whole time even while he enjoys it, so.

Desperation Song - roachpatrol My number one!! most favorite gamkar fic!!! gamzee<>terezi, gamzee<3karkat, and karkat<3<terezi. It's a renaissance au and i've read it once a month for the past however long it's been since i first read it. Years at this point, lmao. the line "red as sin and twice as pretty," how they wrote gamzee's voice, and the general imagery is implanted so deep into my brain you couldn't remove it without killing me. Gamzee and terezi definitely use their positions of power over karkat to bully him into sex but he enjoys it and it never truly crosses a line for me into non-con, but just thought i'd warn for that.

Sins of the Heatmate - another orphan_account :'( Quadrant confusion, karkat goes into heat and has no matesprit so gamzee helps him through it all the while struggling with his own flushed feeling for karkat. Very horny, another one where i love how they wrote gamzee's voice.

Preoccupation - tenguoni Very simple sweet human au story, gamzee confesses to karkat and he doesn't quite know how to react that. "If you're not preoccupied with that Dave motherfucker, I could be your preoccupation." is another line that just sort of wedged itself into my psyche.

The Sermon - leporicide (orphan_account) Gamzee as a reaper type figure and karkat can't die. there's ritual sacrifice and then they have sex where the ritual sacrifice happened. asphyxiation kink and idk how else to describe what happens other then a death kink. la petite mort, lets say.

Bark Like A God - Space_gays_that_arent_in_space Gamzee is a demon who preys on people at a bar, and then he meets karkat. They fuck. I enjoy the vibe and imagery, love gamzee worshipping karkat like he was a gift from the messiahs themselves.

holding my breath with a baseball bat - Anonymous Pale gamkar, from gamzee's perspective and a lot about how he feels for karkat. very bittersweet and makes my heart hurt.

Kelpie - thatsrightdollface Gamzee as a kelpie in his lake being lonely when he meets karkat. I really love the "inhuman predator falls for soft little human" thing if some of the others didn't make that clear enough, lmao.

[contrastparadoxx]

What was the initial idea for perse? How has she changed over the course of making her?

Oh this is actually SUCH a fun question, because as only some of you guys will know, Perse actually started out as a different character entirely. My friend at the time had a story in the works called Brothers, and while the characters were actually human they were always drawn as furries. I made a joke about a furry wearing a “Ask me about my Skinsona�� shirt and that paired with another then friend complaining about brightly colored eyesore furries resulted in this

She was married to one of the main characters, Lucifer, which is why she was named Persephone, or Perse for short. She was immune to a poison that could kill even gods, she stabbed first asked questions later (met her then husband for the first time because he tried to grab something and she pinned his hand to the table with a knife and he was smitten), and she was by virtue of being married to Lucifer, the queen of heaven. She was also a royal guard before she was queen, and I loved her! There were a few relatively minor design changes to her during this time period, none really worth showing

Then the friend and I kinda drifted apart. Originally they were going to purchase Perse from me for $50, but that fell through and she just gathered dust because I was ashamed for some reason. Another ex friend made an alien species that was very furry esq, and I was like oh I can rework Perse for this! And then this version of her was born

I still like that outfit ngl. She was similar in this iteration, still very stab happy, and I accidentally pissed the GM of a game off by playing her being flippent and having fun in a horror situation. Oops. This version of her did not last long because that “friend” got really nasty about me because I “hoard characters”, among other things. Do I eventually left that community and was once again left with a character I used to project on feeling like she and I just don’t belong. All of this is before I even knew the FTC existed.

And then I came here. I wasn’t going to make her, at first. I made a few trolls, I messed around, I was having fun! Then I was like lol what if I made an OC who is a human who hides by wearing a fursuit. That led to me going “oh wait I could use Perse for that, since she’s always had that Skinsona shirt! Wouldn’t it be ironic!” And so Perse the human on alternia was born. I eventually connected her to a few other furry OC’s, which led to her getting her best friend, Ashter. He was her handler at con’s before he was her moirail, you know.

And eventually I went you know what, I want her to be a troll. I had a few ideas for how I was going to do that, but the one I ended up going with involved her making a deal with a demon to get the body she wanted. Her troll form actually originally looked way different too! And I might revamp the old design and make it a different character

I would change at least some of the colors and probably the horns. But while I love this design it never quite fit right. Eventually I decided to just go you know what how about I design a troll version of her fursona (which also has a slightly different design now, but I do not currently have a ref of, I’m working on it) and that THAT finally hit correctly. Technically her design has changed slightly since then as well, but the final version is the one shown in her sprites as made by Roetrolls!

She’s slightly (slightly) less stab happy now, and instead of being immune to a poison that is deadly to literally everyone else, she is technically venomous/poisonous (it’s both), with a toxin that shuts off psionics, chucklevoodoos, anything like that. She’s a gamer now, which was honestly very close to her vibes originally, and still insanely loyal.

I’m sorry if this wasn’t what you were asking about and I’m happy to explain anything further that I need to!

[stleoshi]

Top 4 Fic Recs

If I could only read four fics per fandom for the rest of my life, I would choose these.

Under the cut are recs for Danny Phantom, Daredevil, House M.D. Rurouni Kenshin, Sherlock Holmes, Supernatural, and Thor, though I may add more later.

Danny Phantom

The Disparaged Series by imekitty (gen, rated T) Long

Maddie Fenton’s obsessive quest to capture Danny Phantom brings disastrous consequences.

A recent take on the classic “dissection fic”, with Danny/Maddie’s relationship at the center of it. The first two fics in the series are complete, and the third is currently being updated monthly.  The author skirts the limits of the readers comfort in an absolutely fascinating way which would not work in a lesser authors hands. I’ve been loyally following it for a couple years now and I find that I’ve never had to reread a previous chapter in order to remember whats going on. It’s very memorable.

Masks by Cordria (Gen, rated K+) Mid-Length

Sometimes, people hide who they truly are behind masks. This is a short story about the day that Lancer decides enough is enough when it comes to Daniel Fenton. Sequel is 'Plunge'.

It feels a little blasphemous to pick this Cordria fic when they have many, far more iconic fics to choose from (*cough* PITS) but this one just holds a special place in my heart.

Phantom of Truth by HaiJu (gen, rated T) Long

Locked away in a secret government lab with Phantom as her subject, nothing stands between Maddie and the truth... except, perhaps, herself.

Everyone and their mother recommends this fic, and that’s because it fucks severely. There’s a complete sequel now, but I find that I prefer this fic over it. The progression of Danny and Maddie’s relationship is titilating, you’re constantly on your toes wondering how he’ll make it out of this situation half-alive. 

What A Nice Surprise by DarkNymfa (gen, rated T) Long

A ghost and two ghost hunters, sitting around. Like a family. Which they were, but, well. The other two didn’t know that. --- AKA the story of how the Fentons accidentally adopt their own son.

In a fandom full of fucked up and sad fic, it’s nice to have this cute, fluffy series to come back to at the end of the day.

Daredevil

Lucky Devil by ChuckleVoodoos (Matt/Foggy, rated T) Mid-Length

Matt gets caught, Foggy gets a clue, and cases get won.

Emotionally intimate, loving and believable. I’ve read this fic a thousand times and can never look away once I’ve started it.

Of Monstrous Shape by RosaLui (Gen, rated M) Short

“Put me in the ring,” Matt said. His glasses were cracked like a spider’s web, and in the shifting shadows it looked as if he was raising hackles in disgust.

“The House doesn’t profit from quick deaths,” said the jailor.

This fic is dark, violent, dramatic, and insanely engrossing.  The author deftly paints the world of Daredevil and I am always in particular gripped by the climax.

Trial and Error by shyday (Gen, rated T) Mid-Length

'You're a lot of scary adverbs right now, my friend. Trust me when I say that "fine" is not one of them.'

This author loves to get into Matt Murdock’s head and imagine the world the way he perceives it, and they do it very well. Each fic of theirs is a sensory trip, but this one is my favorite. Very strong dialogue between Matt and Foggy as well.

Trust: Handle With Care by ceterisparibus (Matt/Karen, rated M) Long

Matt and Foggy's new client is a mother whose son was sexually abused by a priest.

This is a fic that deals with the heavy topic of abuse in the Catholic Church, but if you are able to stomach that it is an expertly executed fic. Not many authors would be able to craft a fic like this, but you can tell that every aspect of it comes from a place of deep personal knowledge and care. Also, the author is a lawyer, which is a rare treat in that the legal case is legit.

House M.D.

Codependency by debbiel (Hilson-ish, rated PG) Short

 It was the sort of diagnosis that wouldn't rate a sad-face on his whiteboard.  And yet it could change everything.

I’m a huge sucker for the premise of this fic, but none that I’ve found have hit quite like this one. Like a soulmate au, but more poignant ;)

Down to the Water by Blackmare (Gen, rated PG-13) Short

After Amber’s death, House and Wilson try to figure out their place in eachother’s lives.

So many little moments of this fic have stuck with me over the last decade, it’s quiet and beautifully melancholy. There’s a sequel as well which you can find on blackmare’s profile.

The Open Road by Pun (Hilson, rated M) Mid-Length

Wilson goes along for the ride.

Another road trip fic! This one is how I used to imagine the show would end, and somehow in the end it.. kind of was. This is still better.

Two Solitudes by mer_duff (Gen, rated PG) Short

"You were protecting me," House snapped.  "What would you have done if he'd had a gun?  Stood there and taken the bullet?" Wilson shrugged.  "Better me than you."

A short exploration of Wilson’s tendency towards self-sacrificial protectiveness for House. I come back to this fic constantly.

Rurouni Kenshin

An Unexpected Lesson by Conspirator (Gen, rated PG-13) Long

Three years after the end of the Bakumatsu, a chance encounter with a kabuki troupe teaches Kenshin an unexpected lesson in survival.

A wandering era fic that gives us a window into what might have aided Kenshin in developing his “bumbling rurouni” act. I’ve read it a hundred times over the years, it is a great story with believable OCs and balance of humor and drama. 

Out of Time by Siriusfan13 (Gen, rated PG-13) Long

During a trip to Kyoto with his friends, Himura Kenshin winds up in deep water... thirteen years in the past. How will Kenshin deal with the Revolution again? And how will his friends deal with Battousai, who has traded places with him?

This is such an earnest and loving study of Kenshin, who is my all time favorite character. This is certainly in my top fics of all time, and shares a  similar premise to my other favorite fanfiction Bargaining, which just goes to show I have consistent taste lol.

Recovery by hakubaikou (Gen, rated T) Long

As Kenshin recovers from his wounds after his duel with Shishio, his friends sense a threat and take precautions for his safety. Complete.

Kenshins characterization rings absolutely dead on and the tone in general is like canon . This fic always feels like a warm hug to me, and I come back to it often. Hakubaikou was an amazing writer and she is missed every day, I’m so happy she shared her work with us.

Twelfth Knight by an_earl (Gen, rated T) Long

A bloody street-side massacre has been identified by Saito as the product of Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu. There are two suspects: Himura Kenshin and his master Hiko Seijuro the Thirteenth. Unbeknownst to them, a third user of their exalted style has time travelled to the future: Hiko Seijuro the Twelfth.

A fic about mistaken identity inspired by Shakespeare's Twelfth Night.

An ongoing fic that reads like a fandom classic (and I mean that very, very affectionately). The author’s Saito/Kenshin interactions absolutely crackle.

Sherlock Holmes

Bel Canto by bendingsignpost (Johnlock, rated T) Long

After years of waiting for wealthy patrons to faint, Dr John Watson discovers a far more interesting patient in the opera house basement. (AU through a Phantom of the Opera lens.)

The Phantom of the Opera AU I hold all others to as a standard. So delightful and entertaining.

How Sherlock Holmes Was Compelled to Remember One Festive Occasion Per Year:  A Reminiscence by John H. Watson, MD  by MirithGriffin (Johnlock, rated M) Short

Known to the SH fandom as The Turkish Bathhouse Fic. Charming as hell with ACD canon flavor, reading this fic has become a Christmas tradition for me.

Particular Peculiarity by saavik13 (Johnlock, rated M) Long

“How high is your regard for me, Watson?” He asked abruptly, his eyes still trained on the fire.  “If I were to confess my darkest secret would you leave? Would you abandon me here to my melancholy?”

A case forces Holmes to reveal the truth to Watson and risks both their reputations and their liberty.  Just how understanding is John Watson?

An obviously well researched and beautifully characterized fic. It feels very Granada in Holmes’ mannerisms, though it can be read as ACD or Granada. This fic is like a warm cup of tea on a cold day to me.

The Quiet Man by ivyblossom (Johnlock, rated E) Long

"Do you just carry on talking when I'm away?"

This is a BBC fic, as opposed to the rest on my list. It’s well worth the read though, ivy’s prose is so organic. It was a fandom classic for good reason.

Supernatural

a turn of the earth by microcomets (Destiel, rated M) Long

Dean’s your typical half-orphaned, monster-killing 22-year-old until a trenchcoated stranger crashes into his back windshield one September night, claiming he’s an angel that knows him from the future and that he’s on the run. Frigging fantastic.

(Or, in which Castiel gets stuck in Dean’s timeline preseries and Dean kind of hates it—until he doesn’t.)

This fic is overflowing with love, desire, longing and loneliness . It’s a time-traveling Cas fic which is something of a trope in this fandom these days, but the premise of Cas being dead by the time he meets a young Dean just lends something special to it.

I CARRY YOUR HEART (I CARRY IT IN MY HEART) by unicornpoe (Destiel, rated E)

“Take me,” Dean says. He doesn’t have to think about it. “Take me as your vessel, Cas.”

or: Cas is cursed into an endless sleep. Dean offers himself up as his vessel while they try to break it.

Compassionate, tender, and full of evocative imagery. It’s about being taken care of, and the act of caring for another.

Phantom Load by lovesrain44 (Gen, rated M) Long

Dean and Sam return to Boulder, CO, where they investigate a haunted school. The job seems simple enough to Sam, who has good, although vague, memories of living in Boulder back in 1992. Dean, however, has altogether different memories, far less pleasant and far more damaging.

Quiet, moving, and melancholy. The past-present scenes are woven together very well. Subtle where it needed to be. Just an amazing fanfic, though it deals with some possibly upsetting subject matter which is presented up front in the warning section.

So Says The Sword by komodobits (Destiel, rated E) Long

Castiel doesn’t mind working security duty; he was briefed shortly after the initial salvation of the Sword from the pit, and again before taking up his position. He knows what to do. However, it’s easy to forget that the green room isn’t real. Time moves differently there, the space ever-changing to make a prison of mountains, cathedrals, salt flats, orchards, and whatever Castiel was led to believe about Heaven’s greatest weapon—Dean Winchester is something entirely unexpected.

Original, dazzling and creative, komodobits was an absolute force in this fandom. They took it upon themself to recreate the entire Destiel relationship timeline, and did so beautifully.

Thor

Bargaining by Proantagonist (Gen, rated T) Long

Faced with an eternity without his brother, Loki strikes a bargain to change the past. Post TDW.

This is a near-perfect fanfic, and one of the most emotionally satisfying stories I’ve ever read. Cannot stress enough how much this fic means to me, it’s possibly my favorite fanfic of all time.

Mirror, Mirror by Lise (Gen, rated T) Mid-Length

While poking around in corners of the palace, Loki finds a peculiar mirror that doesn't show his reflection.

It’s clear that I love Loki’s various issues, and this fic puts an industrial spotlight on them.

Slow Poison by Mikkeneko (Gen, rated T) Mid-Length

Years before the events of Thor and Avengers, Loki is working as a spymaster for his father the King. Or at least... that's what he  thinks he's doing.

I love miscommunication and fucked up family dynamics. This fic is like a friend to me.

[yandere-monoma]

Im reading kill your ego right now and ill admit im a bit biased because John and Roxy are my favorites of all the human kids but I just have to know your thoughts on John Lalonde!!

HEHEHE don't tell the others but john lalonde might be my favorite of the kye kids hehehe

my DARLING little dark academia boyo. it's especially fun thinking about him at the moment because i'm in the middle of a homestuck reread with some friends and it's really reminding me of all the similarities between john and rose in the early acts. the way they both misrepresent and resent their parents for the interests they share (or don't share) and the way they try and avoid their dumb lame parents and all their lovey dovey shit

so it's fun taking john and giving something really to complain about and avoid. we take away the self-loathing and (psychotic) depression/chucklevoodoo influence that the egberts are cursed with and we replace it with a superiority complex and a whole lot of pretentiousness. john lalonde is an incredibly proud academic and scholar and you WILL know that he's an intellectual if it's the LAST THING HE DOES!!!

now, john's main problem with mom, as we'll see later in the fic, isn't that he thinks she's being passive aggressive with him, because i think that is honestly a very rose-specific result of her capacity to overthink. he's just honestly disappointed with her. as with all of the lalondes, john goes through the parentification that mom lowkey pushes all of her kids through by neglecting them emotionally, and he takes it pretty hard. he's overwhelmed by the endless attention, he's walking on tiptoes because he never knows when some new ridiculous thing is going to happen, and he can't even get space because who KNOWS what will happen to her and the house if he tries to stay away for an entire week???? and because he's so combative, he's incredibly loud and open about how it's affecting him. he is ready to trauma dump within a moment's notice about his mom's alcoholism, his mom's love bombing, his mom's flaws in general

though of course, he doesnt have any, no, he's perfect 🥰 HE does everything right its just everyone else thats wrong!!! and that's another point of conflict between him and everyone. his mom is into science and fantasy and literature, sure, but not the RIGHT kinds, because john's into the right kind and everyone should be into sci fi like he is, duh. both he and rose actually dabble in different types of reading and writing in this verse, but clearly HE'S the literary genius since HE reads all the good smart books while she reads a whole lot of dumb books that only horny nerd girls like 🙄 and he clearly sees jade and dave as on a lower level to him and takes every chance he can to try and 'assist' them because they're too dumb and naive to take care of themselves. lucky them, though, because they actually get to be kids, and he wants to protect their innocence just as much as he wants to protect his own status and reputation

so! at the end of the day, he's pretty much a rich boy who had to grow up too fast and is incredibly bitter of that fact, but he won't let that bitterness get in the way of all the interests and people he's so incredibly passionate about. i think john egbert is kinda aimless in a lot of ways (like we don't even really know what he wants to do when he grows up) and while i don't think john lalonde has decided a career just yet, he's someone who is constantly working on some sort of creative project for himself and can easily imagine himself in quite a few different paths for life. i think he's full of love and the capacity for empathy but struggles to access it as he drowns in his frustration over the life he feels trapped in. he's incredibly sensitive which is why we see him flying off the handle so often because he's got such a delicate little ego that feels threatened so often (god does johnny have npd i think he does rip)

and i think he dearly dearly dearly loves his mother as every lalonde child does (not that he openly shows it, which of course he's going to regret with EVERYTHING he has) and he will utterly be in PIECES when she dies. he's a mama's boy through and through but he doesn't want to come across as one, he wants people to see him as a respectable and independent bachelor but he doesn't want to show weakness either. he wants to be a leader (because his mom is a leader!!) but honestly he's still the pushover we know and love and he's constantly at the whims of his mother, especially physically, because he's such a cute lil proper boy haha i always imagine him with like cute styled hair and stiff lil preppy outfits and thin wiry glasses (if he even wears glasses, i love the thought of him getting pushed into either wearing contacts or fully just already having some bonkers corrective surgery done on him already)

and hes SUCH A CUTIEEEEEEEE I CANT WAIT TO SHOW HIM OFF MORE WHEEEEEEE

[tempi-fantrolls]

Troll of the day!

Day 7: Ailaxi Yaminn

Reintroducing... IT'S YA BOI!!!

Bio:

Ailaxi currently makes his living as a pale escort, using his extrasensory empathy and vast knowledge of thinkpans to help trolls deal with their emotional baggage in a way a normal moirail couldn't. It's an unusual living but he's possibly the happiest and healthiest that he's ever been. However, getting to this point wasn't easy. Flash back several sweeps and you wouldn't find Ailaxi even remotely close to what he is now. Ixalia Nimaya would be taking his place. A proud member of the Church of the Mirthful Messiahs, Ixalia was well known for her work with and mastery of chucklevoodoos. Until, one night, she unlocked something no troll had ever heard of, at least, not from a purpleblood. Yes, extrasensory empathy has got to be the strangest form chucklevoodoos has ever taken. The power came with some... not so great side effects and realizations. A bunch of broken dreams, ruined relationships, and a new robotic arm followed in quick succession. But, it wasn't all bad. Separating from the church left Ailaxi with the freedom to become himself. Eventually he did. Ailaxi is a bit rough around the edges but he means well and wants to help others find themselves like he did. He just might have a weird way of doing it.

Inspiration:

Ailaxi was an adopt I got! I actually won him. The artist had a few adopts that they said they'd give away to the person who came up with the best story for the adopt they wanted. Mine was by far the longest. afhsd The idea for his voodoos came from a post I can't find that headcanoned that voodoos affect the amygdala part of the brain, which I read was responsible for emotions... and then I just kind of ran with that. He's a smart cookie and I love him a lot. I honestly was not expecting to love him quite as much when I first got the adopt though.

Ailaxi is open for questions!

[neonbrutalism]

I LOVE YUOR FICS !!! . just wanted to tell you. i keep re-reading grave dust and i’m so curious where it’s gonna go and the backstory and everything and and … you’re amazing have a nice Day

thank you!!! I'm so glad you are enjoying them :3

The thing about Grave Dust I'm stuck on is... Okay, the original version was just like a one-shot. Sad Peter B, mourning society, Miguel Kwan pissed at being brought into this, etc. But then I got an idea in my head that might take it entirely off the fucking rails and into a long roller-coaster of Fuck.

And I haven't actually decided if I want to do it or not.

It would be a LOT ABOUT XINA.

Like, specifically the Xina of 928B. Because the Spiders have not informed Miguel's next of kin of his death because they don't know he HAS next of kin. So that's why I'm kind of stopped up there because I don't know if I want to spiral down this long and bananas path or not because like normally i just write for ME but also I need dopamine to live and I don't know if anyone's gonna want to read a long story about a supporting character who has been off screen for almost 30 years and isn't even in the movie. she's not even in the comic panel flip.

on the other hand, this kind of weird fic is crucial to the ecosystem of a ship and fandom. Where would the MattFoggy fandom be without Chucklevoodoo's weird ship AUs?? (rip chucklevoodoos you didnt die but you did orphan everything)

in conclusion i am at a crossroads. thank you for reading :3

[broadway-equius]

D --> The contents of this piece are no less vulgar than the last, though it was of my own volition

D --> I know there are degenerates among my followers who will appreciate this

D --> Lyrics

Choke me like you hate me,

but you love me

Lowkey wanna pail me when you cull me (uwu)

Touch me with the lights off, my void aspect

Highblood, I am beneath you, you should wait, uh

He’s a freak, lil' mo’fo

Messiah said ta’ kill emI said, "Then give me that bow, though"

Huh, I bridled him like a lasso

Sayin' that he’ll show me, I don't even know his name though

I got lusus issues, I’m a sad motherfucker

Ain’t saw I killed his cat like I'm slammin’ that pussy

Real bad bitch, pity she’s on her ninth one

They used to love me now they hunt me, bitch I feel like I'm Signless

Uh, bro you fuckin' with a wrong one

Fuck the game, fuck your team, bitch, I'm on one

Fuck the blame, fuck your dreams, I don’t have one

Got your bitch in my fridge cuz she been done

Look and he got red eyes, dead soul, split lobe, merciful

Think I fell in love when he said, "I'm a grab your neck though"

All through the night, colder than ice

Man, I swear these highbloods finna fuck up my life

Juggalo fly like circus in the sky

He just look into my soul with them chucklevoodoo eyes

Blood in my nose and a blade to my thigh

Man, I think this clown is really trying to plan my demise

It's the muscle beast freak with master in the ring

And he'd fuck my fresh husk if I die here today

Choke me like you hate me, but you love me

Lowkey wanna pail me when you cull me

Touch me with the lights off, my rage aspect

Baby I'm not the right one, you should fuck off

[ase-trollplays]

Push, Push, Push

"Well, well, well~ Look what the cat unceremoniously hacked up this otherwise fine evening."

Thiomi looked up from her sketchbook to see Sonja now sitting across from her at her picnic table in the park. It was a dull, overcast night, so very few people were out and about. Only Thiomi, seemingly, would sit among the gloomy surroundings were it not for her former moirail and abuser. The free flowing raven hair along with the rudeness and sour attitude made it clear she was dealing with Comedy.

"... Oh," she replied simply. She knew better than to give him anything to needle and prod at her with. If anything, she should immediately get up and leave for her own safety. Then again, she was easily manipulated by his chucklevoodoo, and he could very easily stop any escape with minimal effort. A fight would be suicide.

Ironically, humoring him was the safer course of action. He was less of a threat if she did what he wanted. In this case, what he wanted was to bully her.

Sonja glared momentarily at her lack of a reaction before shrugging it off and stretching slightly before pulling out his phone.

"An avid conversationalist as always, aren't you. What, you think I'm going to hurt you? Maybe take you to my hive and lock you in the basement until you love me again?" he prodded at her lack of reaction to him. He reached across the table and snatched her sketchbook to flip through it. She didn't even have a chance to attempt stopping him, though she mentally sighed with relief that it was one of her safe sketchbooks. It was mostly full of sketches of animals, a few flowers, and a drawing of Varoll and Dantli she did the last time the three of them were together.

"If you wanted to s-see it, you could have asked," she said before having the book casually tossed back across the table at her. "What do you want?"

"I just thought you would like to know how wonderfully I'm doing ever since you stabbed me in the back and abandoned me," he responded cheerfully even with the added venom in the last part of his statement. She kept her gaze low and focused on the table to avoid the violence in his eyes that she could feel boring a hole into her.

"I'm glad you and Altrii are s-still happy toge--" she began only to be interrupted by his hand slamming on the table and causing her to jump.

"That miserable crow is gone! She was no better than you, only looking for a project to fix then taking her love away when I stopped being fun!" he spat with so much vitriol it sent a shiver down her spine. Her unease turned to fear, then guilt. The only reason he didn't do as he suggested earlier when she broke up with him was because he had Altrii right there to be an immediate backup. As far as Thiomi knew, Altrii didn't have that same luck.

If Altrii really had fallen out of love with him, then it's extremely likely that he... Oh God. He must have. Thiomi's face began to pale at the thought that because of her, Sonja--

"Ugghhh, get that look off your face. I didn't kill her, much as she would have deserved it. Personally I find it offensive you have such a low opinion of me," Sonja said, causing Thiomi to finally look back up at him. His eyes were a clearly irritated orange, though with a deep calming breath the color began to recede back to yellow. For a brief moment, she opened her mouth to apologize, but she was quick to shut it and say nothing.

"No, I have a new muse. Her name is Engela, and she's my starlight, my beloved, my newfound reason for existence~ she's even a highblood-- Tyrian, in fact. Unlike you two failures, she actually appreciates my loyalty and devotion."

Thiomi could feel irritation pricking under her skin, but she tried to ignore it and shove it deep down with her other problem emotions. She so badly wanted to call him out for how delusional he was. How his "loyalty and devotion" was obsession and a desire to possess and control. How her only failing was not enforcing boundaries when they were young instead of running to his every beck and call so he didn't expect it from everyone he met. How he's a selfish narcissist who refuses to take even a gram of accountability for his own actions!

Instead, she sighed and forced a smile on her face. "I'm glad you've found happiness."

"Really, because judging by that hint of orange in your eyes, you're jealous," he fired back with a snug grin. Thiomi's smile fell instantly as she once again looked away from him. She never did have a good pokerface, and with everything going on, she was having a hard time stuffing down her feelings.

"I'm not jealous," she said in what was meant to be monotone, but she couldn't hide her growing annoyance. Sonja's grin only widened at the sight of his former moirail getting upset. It was like drinking a fine vintage wine to him.

"Well~ you're awfully something. Tell me, how's your own love life going? Have you and that hillbilly barbarian pig finally called it quits? ... No, I still see his darker green in your hair."

"Don't talk about Dantli that way. He's--"

"Oh, that's right! That blueblood you took on as your next project! You know, the one you got killed because you're such a shitty pale? Tell me, do you still think about her? How you failed her so severely?"

"I-I didn't--"

"Yes, you did. You got her killed, the main thing a moirail is supposed to prevent. Hahaha, maybe I dodged a bullet when you abandoned me!"

"I'm not--"

"Now, now, no need to lie and try to justify yourself to me. We both know how much of a fuck up you are. I weep for whoever winds up in your sights next."

"S-stop it."

"And then there's that teal you couldn't keep, either. You really are a disaster and a half when it comes to your quadrants! But at least she wasn't let as a catastrophe in your wake. She saved herself from destruction."

"I s-said s-stop it."

"Or what, you gonna cry at me? God, just look at those red eyes. You're practically glowing now! If you have something to say, just--" 

"Shut up!!!"

Sonja gaped at her in shock at her outburst as every insult and jab immediately curled up and died in his throat. Thiomi slammed both hands on the table and stood up, her eyes flowing with frustrated furious tears.

"What do you want me to say!? Why did you even talk to me??! To rub it in how wonderful everything is for you, and how awful it is for me!? Did you just want to see if you could finally reach the end of my patience!!? Well, guess what! You've finally fucking done it!!! Everything is my entire life is going FUCKING wrong!"

Sonja stood up and opened his mouth to speak, but he was immediately silenced by Thiomi grabbing her sketchbook and throwing it directly at his head. He managed to dodge getting hit in the face, but the book knocked one of his horn prosthetics clean off his head and into the grass behind him.

"No! S-shut up!! Shut up, shut up, shut up!! Shut! UP!!!

“You’re right! Is that what you want to hear!? Fine! You’re right about everything!! I couldn’t keep S-shadah! I was a terrible kismesis, and s-she cheated on me for— For perigees! At least four! Before I finally managed to force it out of her, and then s-she left me for her mistress!! I wasn’t a challenge for her! I was a terrible rival!! I’d give anything to go back in time and convince myself to never ever date her if I could!! Because of her, I’m terrified to fill that quadrant now! All I can think is that I’m just going to be cheated on and abandoned again!! That I can never truly compete with other people because I just don’t have that in me!!”

Thiomi’s whole body was trembling and shaking with unrestrained anger. Her normally quiet and soft voice was all but booming, something that Sonja would never in his life believe possible were he not on the other end of it.

“And Mareth??? I failed her even worse!! At least S-shadah is s-still alive! I tried s-so hard with Mareth!! I tried s-so hard to keep her out of trouble! I tried even harder to get her to s-see s-she had a drinking problem, but I s-screwed that up, too!! I wasn’t patient enough! I wasn’t understanding enough!! I tried to force her to get help instead of working with her!! I got s-so s-sick of all the lies and the broken promises that— You know what I did!?

“I tampered with her alcohol! I poured it all out and replaced it with the non alcoholic variant! Like an idiot!!! Of course s-she was furious with me! The angriest I’ve ever s-seen her in my life! AND WHO WOULD BLAME HER!!? Not me! Or you! Or anyone else with functioning common s-sense because apparently I threw mine out the window!!!

“We had the mother grub of all arguments, and s-she tried to leave! And when I tried to s-stop her, s-she hit me in the s-stomach s-so hard I passed out! It was hours before I woke up, and by then it was too late!! When Corali and I found her, s-she’d been dead for at least two hours!! And it’s all my fault for being a goddamn idiot!! If we never had that fight, s-she wouldn’t have left!!

“But no!!! I had to do the most idiotic! Moronic! Insensitive thing ever!! I’m literally the worst person to have for a moirail!! I’m the worst who’s ever done it!!!”

He voice was hoarse and raw, and every word hurt to say, but she couldn’t stop herself anymore as sweeps of repressed emotions came violently flooding out of her. She began aggressively pacing back and forth as restless energy overtook her. It wasn’t enough to just stand there and yell; she had to move.

“S-speaking of being an awful moirail, guess what!! You’re one hundred percent right that I was awful for you!! We never s-should have been moirails! I turned you into a monster!!”

“Now you hold one one second!” Sonja interjected, finally finding his voice now that he was the one being called out. “I am not a—“

“Yes you are!!! You’re the s-single worst person I have ever known in my entire life!! But it’s not your fault! I made you that way! I never made you take any kind of responsibility! I constantly made excuses for you! I accepted being controlled and manipulated and treated like I owed you everything!! I never enforced any kind of boundaries and instead let you treat me however you wanted because you’re purple and I’m green, plus you’re a sweep older than me!! I was s-so s-stupid to let it go on for as long as I did!

“Now look at you!! You’re a s-selfish, s-sociopathic, narcissistic, bitter, petty, homicidal, violent prick!!! At least there’s hope for Tragedy, but you??? I ruined you beyond repair!! You’ll probably never be better, and it’s all my fault!!”

Thiomi punched the table over and over in frustration, and tears still poured down her face like twin waterfalls, but she still wasn’t done. Her throat was in so much pain from prolonged yelling and screaming that she could swear she tasted blood, but she still went on.

“Oh, and you’ll get a kick out of this!! One of my closest friends came to me for help, and I ruined that, too!! S-sure, it s-started out fine! I wanted to help her get better! I wanted to s-see her s-succeed and be happier and fix the relationship s-she ruined with her s-son!!

“That s-should have been enough, but no!!! I got s-selfish! S-she had s-so much in common with Mareth that I used her s-struggle with being s-sober like a s-second chance!! I wanted a win! For once, I just wanted a win!! And I was using her to get it! I failed Mareth the worst anyone’s ever failed s-someone, but now I have another chance!! I have a chance to fix my mistake and do it right this time!!

“Forget about Corali’s feelings! Forget about her being her own person who’s trying to be better for her own sake!! No, no, I made it about me!! And now s-she hates me!! S-she won’t take my calls, s-she won’t answer my messages, and I’m pretty s-sure if I went to her hive s-she’d break my horns off!!

“And you know what??!  I deserve that!! I deserve every bad thing in life!!! I’m the worst there ever was!! All I do is hurt people with my own stupid—“

Thiomi choked on her words as a sudden wave of calm rushed over her. Her anger, her frustration, her every negative emotion was now gone and replaced with a peaceful serenity she hadn’t felt in sweeps. She took a deep breath and sat back down at the table as her head gently spun from all the energy she exerted. She didn't even get to the little boy she temporarily adopted and how she failed him as well before she was forcibly relaxed.

Sonja, eyes glowing bright purple with a deep scowl on his face, waited a full two minutes before releasing her from his voodoo to be sure she wouldn’t immediately return to hysterics. As the effects receded, Thiomi held her head in her hands and turned to face him. She felt better now that so much of what she’d been repressing was forcibly launched out of her system, but there was still a deep cloud of self resentment and loathing hanging over her.

“Christ, you are fucking broken. I actually feel sad for you. You’re even more pathetic than I realized,” Sonja said with a sneer. He turned his back to her to retrieve her thrown sketchbook and his dislodged horn, then tossed the book onto the table. “Word of advice: Get some goddamn help. Fuck.”

Without another word, he reattached his prosthetic horn and stormed away in a huff. Thiomi watched him go before placing her head down on the table and sobbing.

[chowtrolls]

Yes please, I would love to hear about your descendants!

"Wonderful! Now, mind you, I only have two descendants of my own.

Juleus and Augest. Or as some may know them, Jules and Dr. Auggie. Auggie is the eldest. I've spoken with him several times. He looks more like Necrol than he does me but he wouldn't know- he was hatched blind! He's an astronomer, studies stars and they way he believes they communicate, studies radiowaves and all sorts of fancy science I'm not privy to. Not Fleet sponsored, mind you, he's one of two who has managed to avoid the Fleet. Smart bastard. Considers himself unremarkable because of a lack of a title, but if anything his dedication to keep going despite honor says more than any title can. He's got no descendants of his own.

Juleus, however...he doesn't look a thing like me. Not sure where he sprouted from. He left the hive early to be a pirate, followed by his moirail Brutus. From what I hear, Juleus was quite the first mate! That's where he earned his title, after all. Where Augest has avoided buckets, Juleus...well, there's a handful of crude jokes I'll refrain from making. Juleus was sort of...grandfathered into the Fleet. The story goes that Brutus got their ship captured, and Juleus negotiated trading his freedom for theirs. Using his status as a Monark freed his captain, but ultimately left himself trapped. As such, he developed an obsession with creating the perfect descendant. The perfect Monark to take over his spot. Most did not survive, but I'm more than happy to dig into those who have.

The eldest is Archai. Juleus got close with Chai, but she was hatched with a weak immune system. I believe the way Juleus went about creating his descendants was by mixing castes with himself. He tried fuchsia and fuchsia here. Good in theory, but ultimately produced a sickly grub. Though she tried, she simply couldn't stay healthy. I've had lots of conversations with Chai. She's very sweet, very patient. You'd never guess how far she got. She spends her time studying art history now! A wonderful change of pace for her. On Alternia, she has access to the medications she needs to stay healthy, and hasn't had a flare-up in some time.

Next would be Jawska. Or JK, as he prefers. Juleus tried rust and fuchsia with this one. Jawska is the second Monark who managed to avoid Fleet service, but he isn' without hardships of his own. From what he said, MegaDad kicked him out at a very young age to prevent Juleus from finding him. JK is a scrappy, intelligent, but surprisingly meek fellow. You can really see the lowblood in him when he gets cornered. Quick thinker, very hardy. Juleus would've had a successful heir, even with JK's bad back. If you ask me, it's a good thing he never found him. JK was a tattoo artist, shifted gears to being a seamster, and has started to shift back into art once again. He only came to my attention after a random attack seemingly killed him. My good friend Sinopa took care of it, and now Jawska is right as rain again. He's shown me pictures of his moirails, they make a cute trio.

That leads me to the twins. Now, you may be unaware, but Juleus is incapable of harming children. Maybe it's some old pirate code he follows, but he refuses to harm a child, no matter the cost. He didn't want twins, so he picked the strongest of the two, and told a business partner to get rid of the other. Rather than doing that, Boznik decided to keep Bruuno, and raise her himself. Whether he did a good job or not is besides the point. Bruuno is better known as Bruuno Sinopa, international rockstar and lead of his little band Whysteria. A different last name can't hide just how much of a Monark he is- spitting image of myself, if you ask me. Juleus had the most success with these two, combining fuchsia and purple. As such, Bruuno retained the powers I myself has, though they're more like chucklevoodoos. I'm not even sure she's aware of it!

Then Leonra, is his twin. Where Bruuno got chucklevoodoos, Leonra has the strength of a purple and a fuchsia put together. Leonra was the most successful of Juleus' attempts. But telling Leonra what to do is like telling telling a fire not to burn. Juleus lost any possible chance of Leonra taking his spot the second that kid realized how strong he was. Now, I'm no pushover. I may look like a rusty old man, and sometimes I sure feel like one, but you don't obtain the title Annihilation for nothing. I've been in plenty of fights, I've mediated plenty more. And not even I would want to be on the wrong side of Leonra's anger. I was discussing this with a peer the other day- Leonra has the training of the most elite soldiers the Fleet has ever produced, the logical thinking and problem solving capability to rival a damn computer, and lacks the empathy and bloodlust that is often a General's downfall. And yet, all he wishes to do is build his own things, do his own thing. Truly admirable.

The youngest two Monarks are Shiloh and Rumble. Shiloh is Bruuno's descendant, and Rumble is another of Juleus'. However, last I heard, Rumble is safe and away from the Fleet. And Shiloh is happily cared for by Bruuno. I've yet to meet Rumble! I believe she's the result of Juleus and his current matesprit. I have met Shiloh though. She's a very sweet girl."