#meowbeast dolls

[broadwayaradia]

yeah sorry 612 direction

but we absolutely took you out

:)

[S] Meowbeast dolls: Mop the floor with the competition

@broadway-jane @broadway-roxy @broadway-rose @broadway-vriska @broadwayaradia

:33< SUCK IT KARKITTY! @broadway-karkat

[broadway-vriska]

Check one, check, check two.... [Fuck num8ers--]

Check eight!!!!!!!!

Okay, listen up. Or, put on your reading glasses, whatever. Here are the details, I'm only going to hold your hand once.

I'm Vriska. In particular, 8roadwaystuck 2.0 Vriska. What does that mean exactly? Good fucking question!!!! What I do know, is that I'm going to rock your hear ducts.

Here are my tags:

Crazy8s: My songs.

8posting: My posts.

8anter: Where I talk to my 8roadwaym8s. 8lock this tag if you don't wanna see me chatting. I love to chat.

Ask: Fan mail.

Request queue: I'll add requests here, and delete the tag when it's posted or close to 8eing finished.

M!A: A tag for magic anons I receive.

apprici8ion: This will 8e where I post my... """"friends"""" songs. If I like it enough to re8log it, this is where you'll find 8t. (Yes, I know 😒)

aes: Things that I like. It's MY 8log, after all.

WANTED: I'm a muse, what can I say?

If you have any questions, song requests, or just want to send me fan mail, my ask 8ox is open! 8ut don't 8e dum8. I just wont answer you if you waste my time, that, or I'll make fun of you. Not h888 either, you're going to need therapy when I'm done with you.

For some reason, if you want, you can find out more about Broadwaystuck here. Who am I kidding, of course you do ;;;;*

For reference, here is a quick list of songs I've done, and requests that I'm working on:

Done:

Taylor Swift - look what you made me do

Fall Out 8oy - Sugar, we're going down

Jack off Jill - Fear of Dying

Crystal Castles - Empathy

Hole - Violet

A7X - Seize the Day ft Karkat

Imagine Dragons - Enemy

Interlude, Vriska and Nepeta Argue

Adventure Time - Pro8lem

Leann Rimes - How do I Live ft John

Feature Deadgirl Walking, Aradia

Imagine Dragons - Demons

Feature You can't fight the Homestuck, everyone

Interlude, Mindfang's Introduction

Puscifer - Rev 22:20

Recoil - Want

Jill Tracy - Evil Night

London After Midnight - Bondage Song

Elita - mentally not here right now ft Aradia

Feature MEOWBEAST DOLLS - What I grow up

Feature Heathers Musical - 8eautiful

Taylor Swift - I did Something 8ad

Genitorturers - Vampire Lover

Feature Toy Dolls - Livin la vida loca, Tavros

A7X - Afterlife ft Karkat

A7X - Nightmare ft Karkat

Linkin Park - What I've Done

Dresden Dolls - Girl Anachronism (queued)

Requested & w8ing:

Here. Oldest has priority, unless I already know the song, in which case I may 8e a8le to spoof it quicker.

[pawcerbic]

A little Lavender box is delivered to Meulin. Inside it sits a very small croshayed attempt at a meowbeast, complete with a :33 face and olive green button eyes. Besides is a note written in swirling cursive. "I admit it is a little rushed, but, I hope you have a 'purrfect' Valentines Day/Quadrants Day. - Rose Lalonde"

“AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EFUR!!!!!” 

Meulin couldn’t help but release the loudest squeal from her small apartment. Jumping up and down and hugging the small crocheted pounce-like doll. She gently sets said doll onto her couch and tries to figure out how to say thank you back to Rose, but due to her excitement she kept typing up all kinds of gibberish. Her response ended up being as follows: 

ALSKDJAGLKJASDG ??? ?? ?!! ? ! IM LO VE ???

[tiip2ydoodles]

Secret Santa

Happy holidays, @irakitminthy ! I’m your @homestuckss secret santa! Sorry to make you wait so long, I wanted to post it on Christmas day <3 I hope you enjoy!

The Peixes girl hated these stupid 12th Perigee’s Eve holiday masquerades.

She huffed, toying with the dress that her council had stuffed her into this time. Bad enough that she had to make an appearance instead of actually doing something important, but she had to wear this...frilly pink nonsense.

Black and neon, she’d told them. But no, it wasn’t “in the spirit” enough for them.

Fuck them.

Looking off into the distance she could see a few faces that she knew. It was impossible to miss Kurloz, her guard and sort-of moirail, standing tall in the crowd with his spiral horns making the chandelier tinkle and chime. He looked just as uncomfortable as she felt, dancing stiffly with a violetblood in an elegant evening down. There was a scowl on his face but the violetblood didn’t seem to notice or care.

There, in the corner, she spotted her Captain. Another violetblood, with two frightening scars marring an otherwise royal face. He, too, was scowling, but at least he knew how to socialize properly unlike her Highblood. He was currently chatting with a strange fellow, a shorter troll whose blood colour she couldn’t tell. The conversation seemed terse and for a moment, Meenah was curious.

Then someone passed in front of her view of them and she found other things to occupy herself with. For example, the over the top champagne bar that she hadn’t yet even touched.

Slowly, she made her way across the hall, mask over her face. It wasn’t hard to tell who she was, with her long horns and vibrant fuchsia eyes, but at least others had the sensibility to pretend like they didn’t know her as she moved through the crowd. Maybe they were just too preoccupied in their own enjoyment. Either way, she was grateful no one had come up to talk to her yet.

“You know, I think this party needs to liven up a bit.”

God fucking damn it.

Meenah nearly crushed her glass in her hand, eyes narrowing. She knew that voice. With a whirl she turned, seeing a pair of familiar bright red eyes and a cocky grin full of blunted teeth. Even under his red and black lace mask (real fucking secretive, this one), she’d know that face anywhere. So, too, did she recognize that he’d been the troll Ampora had been talking to.

“You’re not supposed to be here.” She hissed, glaring at him as if he’d done her person wrong. His smile only widened and she felt her gut twist.

“And yet, here I am,” He said, putting his hands out. “What, do I not get a hello? No happy holiday?” They were work-roughened and scarred, not smooth like many of the higher-class citizens here and good lord Meenah stop staring at his hands--

Looking at his face wasn’t much better. “I ought to call my guards on you,” Meenah said, pursing her lips in a sullen expression.

“But you’re not.” Her pout told him that was the last thing she had on her mind. His smile warmed slightly and he reached out a hand to take hers. Her cheeks flushed and she flinched, pulling away for a moment, but he was patient. Like a troll training a meowbeast he waited, hand extended, until she felt comfortable enough to take it of her own volition. Finally, with a sigh, she did so. “I suppose you want me to dance with you, listen to your tall tales again,” She said as he gathered her into his arms. He held her gently, leading her onto the dance floor and keeping an eye on her guards - just in case. “Sorry, Princess. No tall tales tonight. I’m short on time.” There was a strange sense that he meant it in more ways than one, his face sobering for a moment before he spoke again. “I just came by to give you a gift and say farewell.”

Farewell? Meenah’s brow furrowed in confusion. “You sound like you’re talkin about the end of the world or somethin,” She said, lowering her voice slightly so no one around could hear. For once, concern shone in her features. “What’s goin on?”

The smile on Kankri’s face turned almost sad. “Nothing you need to worry yourself with, my dear. It’s 12th Perigee, you deserve to enjoy it.”

Meenah sighed. Of course Kankri would treat her like she was made of porcelain. She handled the fate of the Empire on a daily basis and yet, he treated her like a fragile doll, both emotionally and physically. Sometimes she loved it, but other times, like now, it frustrated her.

“Just tell me what’s going on,” She said, an unusual hint of urgency and pleading to her voice now.

Kankri’s smile turned to a slight frown. Glancing up at her (thankfully) distracted guards, he took her hand, stepping away from their waltz and leading her through a side door. Meenah’s heels clicked along the marble floors of her palace halls, she herself staying wordless until he stopped walking. He pushed through a back door and into the snow-laden courtyard. The wilted rose maze stood tall above them and around them, and he made sure they were good and lost in its winding branches before he finally stopped walking.

“So?” Meenah said impatiently, panting somewhat from the rushing pace. She wasn’t used to that much exercise. “What’s going on?”

Perhaps it was paranoia that had him looking around one last time for interlopers, but Meenah couldn’t blame him. When he was sure they were alone, he sighed, taking off his cloak and wrapping it around her shoulders. She looked up at him, clutching the warm material to herself.

“Tuna’s started to hear my voice.” He said quietly. “It wakes him up at night. Screaming.”

Ice flooded Meenah’s veins. “But - if he’s hearin your voice--”

“Then I’m doomed.” He said, nodding slowly. “I know. I don’t know how much time I have left but I wanted to make the best of it and say goodbye.”

Everything in Meenah screamed No, this isn’t fair, it’s not right, I’ll stop it somehow but she knew there was nothing she could do. The moment his voice began echoing in the empath’s mind, Kankri’s fate was sealed. Stubborn, angry tears spilled hot through her mask and down her cheeks, crystallizing in the cold winter air.

She backhanded Kankri, as hard as she could. He went flying, landing in one of the bushes. Snow from its manicured hedge toppled over onto him and he groaned as he sat up, rubbing his cheek. Meenah was standing over him, ignoring the pink spilling down her cheeks, glaring at him with bared, sharklike teeth. She’d torn the mask off, letting her tears pour as they wished.

“Where have I seen this scene before?” He said, trying to make light of the situation. It didn’t work; Meenah only looked like she wanted to hit him more.

“Shut up,” She hissed. “How dare you. How dare you come here, sneak past MY guards, dance with me and then tell me you’re dying and that I’ll never see you again?! What gives you the right, you stupid little mutant?!”

Kankri flinched at her words but he knew they were only out of anger and pain. Slowly, he stood up. “I’m sorry.” He said gently. He stood over her, reaching one hand up to her cheek. Despite her steely resolve to be angry at him, she couldn’t help letting out a whimper. The Meenah he knew was clearly not as strong as the Empress she projected to the worlds. “I’m sorry. It was selfish of me. I just wanted to see you one last ti--” He didn’t get to finish his sentence. Meenah pulled him in by the lapels of his worn suit and kissed him, hard. His red eyes went wide for a moment before he relaxed, pulling her into his arms and enveloping her in his warmth. A quiet sob pushed its way out of her and against his lips.

“Don’t cry, love.” He murmured into the kiss. He could feel the cold wetness of her cheeks, feel her tremble under his touch. “Don’t cry. It’s okay. We both knew this was coming.”

“Fuck you.” Meenah didn’t seem to want to accept it, not this soon. She pressed herself harder against him, kissing him more desperately now and winding one hand through his hair, pulling it. He let out a shuddering breath and broke the kiss.

“Meenah,” He whispered, panting. She looked up at him, lashes stuck together from tears, cheeks flushed and lips kiss-bruised. He smiled at her sadly, reaching up and brushing her tears away.

“You’ve never looked more beautiful than you do now.”

“Don’t lie to me.” Meenah’s voice was weak and watery as she rested her head against his chest. He stroked her hair. Her fins shook, gold jewelry rattling. A low, soothing purr settled itself in his chest, trying to help ease her pain but it only made things worse. His was a heartbeat, a voice, a purr she’d never again get to hear.

“Why would I lie to you?” Kankri said quietly. Slowly, he guided her to a nearby bench, brushing off the snow and sitting her down. She laid her head on his chest.

“You said you’d always be here.” She said sullenly. He had no reply to that. It was one lie - the only lie he’d ever told her. They both had known it was a lie when he said it, however.

“I’m sorry.” He said softly.

“No you’re not.”

Kankri would have replied, but a rustling in the bushes made him look up and frown. Meenah’s fins twitched and she looked up as well, eyes narrowing. She heard Kurloz calling her name and froze.

“You need to leave,” She said, urgency in her tone again. Kankri’s face went deadly serious as he stood, helping Meenah to her feet as well. As the giant’s footsteps came closer, he pulled her in for a heated, breathtaking kiss that left her head spinning.

“I love you,” He whispered, and then he was gone, vanishing behind row upon row of maze walls. Meenah was alone when the Highblood found her, eyes still streaked with tears, a scowl on her face. He was her moirail, but at the moment, she’d never hated someone more for interrupting her last moments with a friend.

On the outside she was making a joke about being bored to tears at the ball and laughing airily, letting herself be guided back inside and taken in by the highblood’s promises of a warm bath and hot chocolate. Her anger dissolved into a weary sort of resignation and she nodded along to all of his offers despite wanting to just be alone.

As she looked out the windows of her palace, she saw a figure racing through the woods, unseen by anyone else, a flash of red at his breast. Meenah realized that she still had his cloak and she clutched it tightly to her own chest. There’d be no giving it back, that much she knew. The next time she saw him, his blood would be on her hands.

When Kurloz looked away, she wiped her eyes.

[voraciousdaywalker-blog]

===> Kanaya receive a care package from Kanaya

>You receive a small package with soups and anti inflammatory medicines. Also included is a meowbeast doll. The note reads: “I Hate To See Such A Beauty Be Stricken With Illness Feel Better With Haste Love Kanaya”

--

> Oh, that’s nice. Kanaya’ll try to actually try and take some medicine later, but she kinda lays with the doll and takes a minute to send back a thank you note. 

[broadway-nepeta]

:33< @broadway-karkat dont'cha wish you guys were hot like us? You better step off before you mess with the meowbeast dolls, 612 directions? More like 612 flops!

:33< also befurr anyone asks about Janey's head, she missed the photshoot so we had to photoshop her in

[broadway-nepeta]

this is the anon who suggested a "backstreet girls" cover to rival the boys. you absolutely kicked their asses. everyone sounded great together. sorry, boys, the girls win this one. no i'm not biased, why do you ask ;)

:33< I don't remember a backstreet girls ask, but I'm furry glad you still like this one! We work furry hard and all did our best so I'm glad you (and Karkitty) know we won!

[broadway-rose]

I'm not quite sure how I let myself get dragged into this, but I'm a lady of my word, and now that I'm a part of it, I will not go quietly. Prepare to feel utmost terror in the face of unadulterated girl power, 612 direction.

Ladies, Gentlemen, nonbinary pals, Give it up for the classy and more refined: MEOWBEAST DOLLS!!!!

:33< @broadway-john cute how you think you guys were the only ones with a cover :33

[broadway-nepeta]

[S] Meowbeast dolls: Mop the floor with the competition

@broadway-jane @broadway-roxy @broadway-rose @broadway-vriska @broadwayaradia

:33< SUCK IT KARKITTY! @broadway-karkat

[broadway-nepeta]

Ladies, Gentlemen, nonbinary pals, Give it up for the classy and more refined: MEOWBEAST DOLLS!!!!

:33< @broadway-john cute how you think you guys were the only ones with a cover :33

[broadway-roxy]

fuck ye we popped OFF

liek to see the directions try to top THAT

*like

[S] Meowbeast dolls: Mop the floor with the competition

@broadway-jane @broadway-roxy @broadway-rose @broadway-vriska @broadway-aradia

:33< SUCK IT KARKITTY! @broadway-karkat