#im throwing fuel onto the fire of this fandom

[gaylienz]

*bangs pots and pans together* wake up iz fandom wake up! we are DONE harassing each other for ridiculous things! we are DONE being assholes to one another! we are now going to return to our regularly scheduled program. we are going to do what fandoms are meant to do--have fun and chew on canon until its nigh unrecognizable!

anyone who wants to keep policing how adults with critical thinking skills interact with fictional cartoon characters can go hang out in the 'No Fun' Zone. literally if you're genuinely ACTUALLY upset and think there are some kind of inherent morals to shipping--I don't really know what to say at this point. This isn't even pro/anti shipping. This is just using the power of the human mind to know the difference between reality and fiction, between genuine harm to others and playing dolls, between physically harming someone and writing stories...

If you want to control how other people act and what they do then you'll always be left wanting.

if invader zim has some kind of moral, its that the universe is chaotic and impossible to predict or control. if IZ has any moral, its that resiliency is vital in the face of that uncaring universe. if IZ has any moral, its that people are NOT EVIL or monstrous or good or bad or simple at all--but people are often very stupid (and very intelligent), and just PEOPLE, doing their best despite it all.

this fandom is only a hostile place if we make it one. and i dont want the kind of place imagined by so many of the newcomers to this fandom--this like sterile, ultra-sanitized, morally acceptable version of IZ and the fandom. if you came in during the ETF wave....take a moment and examine your biases. and rethink before you decide to essentially outright hate anyone who likes something different from you.

anyway----all of this to say that i miss you IZ fandom. I came back and so many really awesome people are gone bc of the carnage. and the history im finding is really disappointing. so much cool stuff, cool ideas, cool people and so much of all gone now.

but hey if you're still here and just want to chew on these characters and play in this buck-wild space with me....i love you <3

[fandomsonrequests]

welcome back

fandom: ATEEZ

characters: park seonghwa

reader: fem! 

warnings: smut, some swearing, protected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT KIDS), 18+

a/n: ahhhhhh im sorry this took so long ;^; school is making me lose time to write. i also apologize in advance- i suck at writing smut :’))

requested by @im-broliet​

“Welcome ba-” 

Your greeting was cut off as soon as Seonghwa throws himself into your arms. You’re caught off guard by his action and stumble a little but manage to regain your balance soon after. A chuckle falls from your lips and you pull away to cup at his cheek, thumb brushing his plush skin, taking the time to appreciate the presence of your boyfriend who has been away for two whole weeks. 

Seonghwa leaned in to kiss you, his actions were gentle and full of love. You couldn’t help but smile into it, wrapping both arms around his shoulders. He leans his forehead against yours when he pulls away, a soft smile in his face. 

“I missed you,” He whispers against your lips. 

“I missed you too,” You reply. “Did you get enough rest before coming here?” “I did.” He answers you while you untangle yourself from your boyfriend and lead him over to your couch. 

You pat the space on your surprisingly soft couch while you head into the kitchen to grab him a glass of water. He leans back into the couch while you two make idle chatter about what had happened. It was mostly you prompting him to share his experiences in the country he was last in. 

Despite being the eldest in the group, Seonghwa seemed to display some sort of childishness in him. In this case, it was with the animated sparkle and passion in his eyes as he recounted his experiences. He talked about the culture he shared with the fans, the small variety show ATEEZ had there, and the different kinds of interviews they went through. 

“You guys were pretty busy huh?” You muse as you lean against the couch, legs thrown over Seonghwa’s lap. 

His long fingers trailed up and down your thigh, leaving a tingly, ticklish sort of feeling behind. “We were and it was admittedly kind of exhausting. But I’m feeling better now that you’re here.” 

“You sap,” You tell him as you shift forward to kiss him again. 

He pulls you onto his lap as your lips danced with his. It didn’t take too long for things to get heated, especially with the way his hands desperately grabbed onto you like you’d disappear at any moment. You let out a small yelp against his skin when he squeezed your bum, making a ferocious red color bloom across your cheeks. 

“You’re so cute, bunny~” He teases you when he notices your blush and you lightly slap him across the chest. 

“Stop teasing me..” You whine and a low chuckle rumbles from his chest. 

Luckily he spares you mercy and decides to just get on with it. His strong arms wrap around your thighs and he stands, lifting you into his arms while he walks to your room. While he shuffles through the hallway of your home, you shower him with kisses, lips traveling down to his jaw. He falters for a moment and groans out in pleasure when he feels you nip and suck at the sensitive area near his ear.

He managed to reach your room and laid you onto the bed. You barely have time to settle yourself on the plush mattress when he’s on top of you. His hands make work of pulling down your shorts while he lavishes your neck and collarbones with sharp kisses. You crane your neck to the side as you allowed him to mark your skin, his teeth nipping here and there while his mouth sucked dark purple marks into them. 

You could feel yourself grow wet with each passing second, a whimper escaping you whenever his deft fingers tease your clothed cunt, brushing against your clit with the slightest pressure only to pull away. 

Your hand shot out and gripped his wrist when he pressed against you again, hips involuntarily bucking up into his hand. “Hwa..~” You whine again, wanting nothing more than to have him fuck you already.

Seonghwa feigns confusion but you could see through his warm, lust blown eyes the true intent of his actions. What a fucking tease...

“What is it, bunny?” He asks you curiously before moving his knee between your thighs and towards your crotch. Your breath hitches at the action. He could feel the warmth of your slick stain through his jeans but he didn’t give a damn. “What does my baby bunny want?” 

“Please stop teasing me,” You whimper up at him, emphasizing your point by grinding your hips up into his knee. 

He could feel his cock strain against his jeans at the sight of you looking so helpless and under his mercy, lips kiss swollen and eyes glazed over from the lust that consumes you. He realizes that despite the tough, taunting demeanor he put up- he’s just as impatient as you.

He couldn’t wait to ravish you.

Seonghwa decided to indulge you, throwing off his shirt and shucking off your underwear. He kissed down your stomach and towards your thighs, nipping at the skin there before reaching your dripping cunt. The way his warm breath fans over you as his tongue licks up to your clit sends shivers down your spine.

Without any more warning, he suckles on the bundle of nerves, making your toes clench and your back arch of the bed. “F-fuck,” you exclaim. 

His hand splays over your stomach to keep your hips from bucking up as he growls into your pussy. He eats you out like a starved man, your grip in his hair fueling him even more. Usually, he’d punish you for this sort of impatience but he was away from you too long- he could let this pass.

Seonghwa reached up to rub his fingers against your labia, spreading your juices along your inner thighs. When you inch your hips towards him, he takes it as a signal to bury his index and middle finger up to the second knuckle into you, making quick work of massaging and curling against your walls.

“Hngg, Hwa please,” You beg him, releasing a rather loud moan when he gives a harsh suck. “P-please just fuck me already.”

“What was that bunny?” He pants against you, a devious but subtle smirk on his lips smothered in your wetness. “I couldn’t quite catch that.”

“Seonghwa please, baby, I fucking need you,” You cry out. “Please please please- I just need your so bad you’ve been g-gone too long,”

The way you lean up and look down at him with the helplessness in his eyes finally spurred him to give in to both your desires. “Since you asked so nicely..”

Soon, whatever article of clothing that blocked the both of you were thrown away to the side hastily. You reached into the drawer beside your bed and pulled out a condom, helping Seonghwa roll it onto his length. You drank in his moans when your hand wrapped around his cock and gave him a couple of pumps before his impatience got the better of him and pushed you onto your back, laying multitudes of kisses down your neck. 

Your legs wrap around his waist as he lines himself up with your entrance. You both let out moans of relief as he slowly bottomed out within you. You both stayed like that for a moment, allowing yourselves to adjust to each other. 

Despite the somewhat primal air around you two, there was a sense of tenderness between you. Seonghwa couldn’t help but lay a passionate kiss to your lips, whispering on how beautiful you were against them. 

“I love you, ____.” He tells you, groaning at the way your warm walls clenched around him. 

He finally starts to move his hips against you. It started out with slow but deep thrusts, your feet interlocking around his waist to pull him closer to you. His arms wrap around your waist while yours go around his shoulders. 

His face buried into the junction between your neck and shoulder, inhaling your scent as it lingered with his. Soon, his pace starts to pick up, the steady rhythm of skin against skin resounding through the room. 

Your back arches when he ground his hips down into you, hitting your spot perfectly. “Th-there,” You tell him, whining when he angled his hips to continue thrusting into that spot. 

Eventually his hands started to roam, caressing your hips and coming up to rub against your clit, making you squeal from the pleasure. After being away from each other so long, his touch brushing against you just set fire to your skin, amplifying the pleasure you felt. 

The same could be said in Seonghwa’s case. It felt like he was losing himself in you whenever you rolled your hips against him, your warm velvety walls tightening around his length. But your hands clutching onto him for dear life grounded him back to reality. 

He could sense how you were close by the way your stomach tensed, lip caught between your teeth to keep yourself from cumming. He let up from circling his thumb on your clit, leaning over you as he pounded into you harder. “Does my baby want to cum?” He pants, giving a particularly hard thrust against you. 

You could only nod your head in response from the overwhelming pleasure you felt. A couple of more thrusts from him sends you over the edge. You throw your head back as you cum, letting out a drawn out moan. Flashes of white floods your sight as you ride out your high. Only when you came down from it did you realize that Seonghwa had cum too and was now supporting himself over you with shaky arms. 

You lightly grind your hips up onto his to milk his orgasm, eliciting a small whine from him. He collapses on top of you when he couldn’t hold up any longer. The sounds of sheets rustling along with both your panting filled the room.

It takes a while to recuperate and clean yourselves up. Once the sheets were removed, the condom tied up and properly disposed, Seonghwa heads to the bathroom while you flop back onto the bed. You could hear water running from the tub while a soft but fragrant scent wafts into the room. 

“Are you running a bath, Hwa?” You call out, voice raspy from earlier.

“Actually bunny, I’m doing the laundry.” Seonghwa replies as he moves to lay down next to you while waiting for the bath. He could only chuckle as you shoot him a tired glare, prompting him to kiss your forehead. 

Eventually the bath was ready and you two settled in. The warm water helped relax your muscles- especially with your boyfriend’s. You settle against his chest and his arms wrap around you, gently washing you off with soft loofah that hung by your tub. 

“I saw a few clips of your concert,” You tell him and he hums, telling you to continue. “People can’t get over the Baby Shark dance huh?”

Soenghwa flushed in embarrassment at the mention of that and he stumbled over his words when he replied to you. Thank God your back was against him or else he’d never get to live down this moment. “Let’s make it a rule to never speak of this again.”

You laugh quietly at this and turn your head to look up at him. “You’re so cute, baby.” You tell him, pressing a chaste kiss to his jaw. 

You two continue to bathe, catching up. He laughs when you tell him how you almost beat your friend’s high score in a video game, you listen intently when he re-enacts an awkward interview moment, and much much more. Sometimes you wished he didn’t have to be so busy all the time but you’d take what you can get.

Seonghwa peers down at you when he sees your head loll to the side, your eyes heavy with sleep. “______,” He Shakes you awake gently. “Come on, I think it’s time we head out.” 

You could only nod sleepily. He helps you out of the tub and wraps one of your fluffiest towels around you, chuckling softly at the sight of you. “Whaaat?” You laugh drowsily and dawdle out the room. 

“You’re so cute, bunny.” He replies as he dried himself off and followed you into the room. 

You managed to pull out some of the clothes he had left behind while you dressed into some shorts and one of his comfortable shirts. You sprawled out against the bed and beckoned him towards you once he threw on his clothes. You giggle at the noise she lets out when you pull him into bed with you. 

A soft silence fills the air as you two settle under the covers. Seonghwa’s arms wrap tightly around your waist and pull you snug against him. You rest your head into the crook of his neck, allowing the beat of his heart and warmth lull you to sleep. 

“...I love you, Seonghwa..” You tell him, part of your consciousness drifting into sleep. 

“I love you more, _____.” He says and kisses your forehead. 

You snort at that and look up at him, just about ready to pass out. “No way, I love you more.” 

“I don’t think that’s possible.”

“Just,” You yawn and let your eyelids droop. “Just watch..”

Seonghwa could only hum in response, deciding to go along with your sleep-induced musings. He moved one of his hands from your back to your hair, brushing his fingers through your locks to help you sleep. 

“Sleep well, _____.” He whispers, heart full of love as you drift off in his arms. 

[gingerwritess]

HIIIII!!!!! After reading where Loki sings and then with Baby No. 2 on the way 😍😍😍😍😍 can I request a drabble or something where Loki and the pregnant reader are lying in bed and Loki is singing to the unborn baby? Love you! Keep up the awesome work!!!

this was supposed to be 200 words. well over 1000 words later, have a drabble:

inspired by some requests for “your bed after travelling” from the sensory prompts list! psiwrotethesonglokisingsihopeyoulikeitikindado

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The blister on your heel has to be bleeding by now.

Your back, too, screams for relief—carrying the extra weight of a half-frost giant baby pulls at your bones, joints, muscles.

You try not to let it show, but the last flight of stairs to the street brings a pained whimper from your throat.

Loki pulls you into his arms before you even have to ask.

The trip was a nice distraction for a little bit, but with Loki off most of the day busy with meetings and negotiations, you’d been left trying to vacation with a hyper five year old and a very, very pregnant body that didn’t quite want to leave the pantry.

Watermelon, this time. And this damn hotel in the middle of this godforsaken metropolis only gave you instructions to the nearest grocery store.

Loki would simply pull a freshly cut watermelon out of thin air for you. Loki would go and get you anything you could ever wish for, draw you a bath, rub your back, and read Elliot a book to give you some peace and quiet.

Loki carries you to the cab—per your own request, since teleportation does nothing to help morning sickness—and he holds you close the whole drive home. One arm tucks you snug into his side while the other tries to keep Elliot in his seat, who’s far too excited at the prospect of not having to be in a booster seat for this car ride.

“Are we there yet?”

“We’ve been driving for four minutes, Elliot. Please.”

What feels like an eternity passes, and this time you have to ask.

“Are we there now?”

“Not you, too,” Loki groans, his head lolling back onto the headrest. “See, if I could just move us—”

“Nonono, don’t turn this on me!”

“I’m not turning this—”

“I GOTTA PEE!”

It takes a few more stops and a couple more minutes than planned, but before long you find yourself home, head throbbing and knees stiff and ankles screaming bloody murder.

Facing another flight of stairs.

(Only four, but who’s counting.)

Elliot joins you in your breakdown this time.

“Come here,” Loki sighs, sending the suitcases to inside with a flick of his fingers. He tucks an arm under your knees and one around your back, lifting you from the ground before you can blink the tears from your eyes.

“My hero,” you sniff, and throw your arms around his neck.

This baby will be a drama queen, you just know.

Before Loki can carry you inside, Elliot hauls himself off the ground with a sniffle, his little plush hedgehog tucked snugly under one arm.

“Me, too, daddy. Please?”

He lifts his arms—and hedgehog—up to reach for you.

Big green eyes blinking up at him, Loki can’t bring the word “no” to the tip of his tongue.

Instead he finds himself sighing, kneeling down with a tight hold on you to let Elliot clamber onto his back.

“Forgot how to walk, hm?” He asks his son with a smile, carefully climbing those unbearable four steps and letting Elliot back down.

The little boy shakes his head. “It’s called simple-thee pain. If momma hurts, we all hurt.”

“…right.”

You muffle your laughter in Loki’s shoulder.

“Go unpack your bags,” Loki tells him, nudging him towards his bedroom. “We’ll all hurt together in a minute.”

Elliot runs off to his room, leaving Loki to carry you to your own room; he steals a quick kiss before setting you softly on the bedspread.

The moment you touch down on that mattress, a blissful sigh leaves your lips.

Good kiss. Nice call.

Loki gives himself a mental pat on the back.

“Loki. Unpack later, c’mere.”

He looks up from the suitcase to find you sprawled, a hand draped over your giant belly. Toes scrabble against your heels as you try to kick your shoes off, flinging them across the room when you do.

“Comfortable?”

“Euphoric,” you groan, and give your ankles a few relieving circles.

“Here.” A soft smile on his lips, he lays a hand on your bump of a stomach, seamlessly changing you into your sweats.

You nearly curse aloud, grabbing your pillow and smushing it to your face.

“You spoil me.”

Loki just breathes a laugh, settles onto the foot of the mattress, and sets to work loosening up the tense muscles of your legs.

“My favourite pastime,” he murmurs, fingers working magic while you breathe in your home.

Loki. Elliot. You. The sheets are softer than you remember, and you’d give anything to be able to roll onto your stomach and bury your face in your pillow until you drift off.

But with this beach ball of a stomach, you settle for sprawling on your back, sinking into the mattress until it remembers your shape and the cotton candy clouds you get to sleep on swallow you whole.

“I’m never leaving this bed ever again.”

Loki hums quietly, mildly amused.

“Cuddle with me?” You ask, lifting your head to try and see him—only to be blocked by your belly.

“Of course.”

He takes a moment to change into something more comfortable—those softer-then-silk trousers are your favourite—and stretches out on the mattress beside you with a sigh.

There’s a pause—he shifts, searching for that perfect position—and groans in satisfaction.

Sinking into liquid gold.

“Nothing will ever understand me like my bed does,” he breathes, eyelids fluttering shut.

Long legs slip under the covers, sliding too smoothly against the perfectly cool sheets, and he lets out another sigh, warm and cool and safe and free by your side—

“Cuddle.”

You tap him on the chest, eyelids already drooping, breaking the enchantment long enough to bring you into this dream.

“Oh, absolutely.”

He scoots closer to your side, wrapping his arms around you to rest one on your belly, his head nestled into the curve of your neck.

A moment passes in perfect silence, his thumb brushing over the curve of your stomach every few seconds.

“Could you sing for us?” You whisper, breaking through the quiet. “Last time you did, she kicked.”

Half a grin tugs at the corner of Loki’s mouth. “Of course. Anything in particular?”

“Something…you.”

“Great. Okay.”

It’s quiet for a moment longer while he thinks.

Then…

“Round the borders and under the bridge, the frost-king tries to flee…around the throne he runs and hides, only stopped by a winter breeze.”

Entranced, you listen, his voice clear and crisp and quiet in your little bedroom as it dips and soars.

“‘I see you,’ said the breeze, so the frost king had to freeze. From his hand the ice broke the throne and the frost-king tries to flee. Round the forests he runs, only stopped by a winter breeze.”

There’s the kick.

Loki’s voice clips at the tiny movement, but he sings quietly on, trying to coax another from the unborn baby.

“‘What have you to fear?’ Asked the breeze, for the frost-king trembled with the leaves.” He sings softly, hand flat next to yours waiting for the little fist or foot to hit. “‘Only I, only I,’ he cried wistfully. Oh, the breeze followed when he ran, angered by his bitter flight.”

Loki’s voice slows, and you run your fingers through his hair, unable to break the spell he’s cast across the room.

He takes a slow breath, lays his head on your stomach.

“For what is a breeze but a storm-king, whose mother wrapped him tight for the night.”

Huddled in the doorway, Elliot listens.

The baby kicks again and you both share a quiet laugh; at that, Elliot runs into the room, wriggling his way between the two of you.

“I wanna say hi,” he whispers, laying his little hand next to Loki’s. “Can I cuddle with you, too?”

The baby kicks right away, bringing a giggle to Elliot’s lips. “Hi, baby.”

Loki wraps him tight in a hug, scooting closer to your side so the three of you can huddle together, warm and cold all at once and really, really happy to be home.

“I missed this bed,” your little boy sighs happily, nuzzling into your embrace.

“What about your bed, little giant?”

“Meh. It’s alright. Yours just…ahh…it soothes my soul.”

You snort and Loki bites back a laugh, instead pressing a sweet kiss to the top of his head.

“Don’t let us interrupt.”

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[dahniwitchoflight]

Homesquared Chapter 4

I cheated and some of my chapter 4 thoughts leaked into the chapter 3 post lol

Mostly about the pretty obvious Garden of Eden metaphor Dirk is for some reason setting up for himself and Rose as Adam and Eve

and I was about to say which begs the question of what the heck role Terezi is supposed to play as but then it’s very obviously as the Snake in the Garden

Terezi is very much just barely holding back some irritation towards how Dirk is treating Rose, but she’s also very intelligent and is aware of How much Dirk sees/knows and controls about their situation, so she’s probably leveraging her powers over Mind as much as possible in order to stay hidden in plain sight from Dirk’s narrative

and she does so in a way that is one of Dirk’s only blindspots - How Mind and other people have an effect in the determination of the Soul/Heart

By acting in a manner and doing things in a way that aligns with his expectations of her, he assumes and pigeonholes her into a type of character and bases his predictions of her behaviors off of that archtype, never expecting her to act outside it, and when he sees her actions and thoughts and desires all align within it, never questions that it might one day change or was different all along. Dirk’s never really been good at reading other people, can’t see without the lens of “how would I do it” blinding him to things he would never think to do, a trap that he keeps falling into with his friends and one he’s probably trying to overcome by becoming Ultimate God Person/combining all perspectives into his own and uncovering blindspots like that

But right now Mind is the darkest thing in is corner still and I think he sort of knows that as well

Terezi walks the crazy wiggled line boundary between their two Souls that defines who each of them is, as expertly as a person on a tightrope, never wavering until she reaches her destination, at which point she’ll leap off of that line and leave Dirk scrambling to try and calculate her next move/who exactly is she/what her goals are, since’s it won’t be following the clearly defined Heart boundary he’s used to drawing his plans by, so she’ll have to choose the perfect moment in order to entice Eve of the Apple of Revelation once more, heck, she might even do that so sneakily that she gets Adam to take a bite as well, since as soon as Rose bites it she’ll have an ally with her against Dirk.

For God created the Serpent originally as well, so thus why did he not imagine it’s betrayal and prevent it before it could have happened? Or else why did he create something he knew was going to betray? Eden was a paradise, so why intentionally create Evil in that paradise?

If Eve corrupted Adam and the Snake corrupted Eve, Who exactly corrupted the first Serpent? That’s something that the bible never goes into really, at least in Genesis, except to say that the Snake was punished for it’s action to forever crawl the earth eating the dust of man’s heel, punishing all snakes, as Adam and Eve’s punishment punished all humans

(Later I think the bible would try to say that the Snake was the Devil all along, but then why punish the Snake and all it’s progeny for it? If it was the Devil’s doing that undid Adam and Eve then why punish them for the Devil’s actions they would have no way of guarding against or now way of knowing it was a lie? Was it not God’s failure? The Walls of the Garden of Eden were supposed to protect his perfect creation afterall)

Gotta say though I really Rose’s design

I would call her Evil Rose, but she things she does she does in ignorance, not really out of evil, it would be like calling Eve evil for listening to the Snake when she was purposefully blinded to it’s intentions by her creation by God.

Once again we get this idea of Knowledge and Choice affecting eachother, Well I say again but really I’ve been watching RWBY a lot lately and the idea that you can’t make a real choice without real knowledge comes up a lot in it’s mythos and it is really applicable here

Terezi’s design as well is incorporating a lot more Red, she really dug those red shoes aesthetic but gave it her own twist, she’s got a red tie, her ever present red cane and glasses and even in that shot of her her horns look more red and solid as well, even though i know it’s just the lighting

So really digging the whole Terezi is the Apple/Snake in the Garden metaphor, she has also been having that tendency to just snack on random plants, intentionally for her own or Dirk’s unaware benefit or not, it’ll make it that much easier to her actions of later betrayal to be seen as “in character and therefore expected and not dangerous” instead of pre-meditated and actually dangerous, to him

And then they start waxing about their various philosophical babble, Dirk seems really determined to also use this to try and figure out that whole problem of how other’s affect the self, he’s trying at least, I think, in his own way. But not for a good reason, not so that he can have a real understanding of that, but because he wants to use it to guard his own self even further

He’s maybe not using Rose here as an equal player, but more like a wall to bounce his own ideas off of and test them, like using a neural learning AI to test ideas or an actual literal wall in a game of table tennis.

Heh, I got a chuckle out of the fact that Dirk’s answer to the Ship of Theseus problem is “why does we even have to remove and replace parts of it, why not keep the original pristine and eternal?”

because it’s funny how avoidant of the problem that answer is, man he really really is uncomfortable with the idea of changing the self in any way

“He's avoiding the question again. It's amazing how one can technically have the maximum amount of metaphysical personal awareness possible, and still not notice these sorts of things. “

SAYS LITERALLY YOU but honestly this is just more fuel to the idea that maybe he can make a genuine connection and understanding with a person if he can recognize how he and her are the same

“It's stuff like this that makes me wonder sometimes whether there's anything about myself that I'm missing. Then I throw that wonder in the garbage can and turn the incinerate setting on.”

but nah he’s still firmly denying that possibility, he’s almost actually equating his trauma of self erosion with the idea that making friends and understanding others changes the self in subtle ways as well

He can’t even stand the thought of his own close friends influencing him to be different in small subtle ways or adjusting his behavior for others because that STILL counts as a change of self that he didn’t authorize or choose. 

Also can’t help but by be reminded of my wacky little fan made Gamma session I made forever ago by them using the name Delta-Detritus and basically be like alright, what if we do SBURB again but BETTER/worse this time?? Which is essentially the thread that most Homestuck fix it fanfiction tends to go towards

Though I am curious now

We got A/Alpha for Alternia which is based of off “Alternate” introducing the trolls as an alternate race to Human Earth

B/Beta for Beforus which is based of off “Before” introducing the planet of trolls that came before the first group

And then Earth C, now, there isn’t a letter C, the third in the greek alphabet is actually Γγ Gamma, (and the fourth is  ΔδDelta)

So I wonder what “name” Earth C really has?

It feels like it should either start with C OR with GA, as Alternia starts with the AL of Alpha, Beforus starts with the BE of Beta and same with Deltritus and Delta

As as “Another for Earth” Gaia isn’t a terrible option all things considered, now you just have to make it sound like a word which describes it’s use to the narrative

It’s is a very split place, having the two timelimes Meat and Candy associated with it, as well it does feel extremely mercurial in nature, being a sort of crosswords between Homestuck and Homesquared proper, and really exists in a place between stories, an ephemeral epilogue of sorts

really a merger of Gaia and Gemini feels the most appropriate here, like Gamini, also the word mini stands out in there as well, knowing that this Planet is sort of on a lesser status compared to the other three since it’s not going to be the birthplace of a session, also has the word Game in it

But then people will wonder why it doesn’t begin with a C since it still is called Earth C so *shrug*  

Honestly C K and G sounds are all very similar in the tongue, so maybe it’s both Camini and Gamini at the same time OH FUCK CA AND GA, ONE HAS CALLIOPE ONE HAS GAMZEE? SHIT IM ONTO SOMETHING (no im not)

I like Camini now better, it comes from a place of Gamma/Gamzee/Game/Gemini but ends up being more about the twinned Ca’s that were used to, Caliborn and Calliope and fits with the establish Earth C theme

So there you go, Earth C’s actual planet name should be Camini 

which also works because: 

Camini

home stove/furnace

smelting/foundry furnace, forge

vent (underground fires)

according to the latin language this word also has multiple meanings and many Irons in the Fire, I think the fandom will appreciate the name haha

Yeah both races are definitely going to both be playing one game of SBURB, despite what Dirk is intending, the pic does make it really clear

There’s something to say how Dirk seems to be represented by Purple and Rose by Orange in this here and then how all of the cave is a backdrop of that same purple.

Look at even the controllers on the machine having purple and orange knobs, even being solely on Dirk’s side of the image

I guess Dirk intends himself to be the force behind Derse, since that’s the force that always “wins” and Rose fitting in her place as the ultimate loser (since of course Dirk will want to win his own game) but also to be like Skaia the force of Prospit

So Dirk intends to be a whisperer like a horrorterror, choosing to manifest his influence that way, while Rose will give visions to her race like Skaia?

makes sense honestly

but again even with the themes of duality, the theme of the trio is bright and center in that piece of ultimately technology, the third influence hidden unseen in the furthest corner behind the curtain of snakelike tubes and wires that Dirk will not expect to interfere, or even have the capability to interfere, Terezi

heck it’s even in the buttons next to the controls being colored red blue and green

there’s so much duality in homestick with destructive red and creative green but then there’s also always been that mercurial breathy blue as the third

God, tell me that doesn’t look like a baby proto horrorterror

I can hear it raging it’s revenge against it’s cruel human creators even as I type

No wonder they become associated with destruction, they know theyre the pawns of two heartless cruel god children playing at life like it was a game

Rose you MUST KNOW how bad this is, it’s not a theoretical discussion anymore, that things exists and is alive and has feelings and you did it to that

and that thing is technically a Dirk too

Is this how Dirk get’s his revelation? Or downfall? As his Heart is unwittingly invaded by the horrified cacophanous screams of his grotesque tortured progeny crying out for his blood?

His end unintentionally ending up as the thing he feared most? Inner self destruction caused by his own sharp and bloody splinters turned and pointed inward, tearing himself apart with the pieces of his own Soul? Caused by his own Hubris?

I will say typing that all out is pretty good

I’m just sad the same will probably happen to Rose too though ): Maybe she’ll make careful more humane species? Something that has the potential to exist and be happy as it’s own creature while Dirk just creates monstrosities forever in conflict with Rose’s race?

They’ll each be the master of their own eventually destinies I suppose but Homestuck seems to have a good track record so far of the Ultimate Female Creator being out to protect the happiness of the children that exist in her creation while the Ultimate Male God just ends up destroying everything in his