#meteor slime

[misfauxpas]

Slugcat of the Day #184

I have officially made every slime in Slime Rancher, including this cut content Meteor Slime, into a slugcat

the slime icon is from the fanon wikia

[skairart]

slime rancher art I made during the pandemic <3

[cut-content-contest]

Meteor Slime

Silly little fella. It had the ability to attract nearby items, like a magnet, potentially forcing items into places they shouldnt be if not handled properly It was scrapped because the boom slime already put stuff in bad places when not taken care of good, and as development continued, the dervish slime eventually ended up sucking stuff in instead, making the meteor slime kinda pointless I still think it was fun & cool tho

wiki link: https://slimerancher.fandom.com/wiki/Meteor_Slime

SNES CD-ROM

The SNES CD was a project developed by Nintendo in partnership with Sony. Plans existed for both a CD-ROM add-on for the SNES and a hybrid console capable of playing both cartriges and discs, called the 'Play Station'. Eventually the partnership fell through, with Nintendo announcing it's end the day after Sony had announced it's existence. Nintendo then partnered with Phillips, but that didn't work out either. These events would lead to the release of the CD-i Zelda games and Hotel Mario; and, of course, to the creation of the Sony PlayStation.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Super_NES_CD-ROM

[reverseisekai-richie]

Aww... Pokey is getting into the weeb spirit of this blog.

[mmriesoftvat]

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[crazycatfics]

Meteor effect one shot 51

Slime Jevin

[thatdeadaquarius]

GREETINGS! How are you doing? I've been practically gobbling up your posts (there very tasty)

Ok so hear me out- I've seen a couple posts like this but imagine-

The almighty all powerful wise creator isss

✨️A literal child✨️

Thanks for hearing me out! For you ->->❤️

Baby you taking on the world aw

DAMN SORRY FOR TAKING FOREVER!! i started fics before i answered my askbox :/

Aw i fucking love child reader stuff,

Lots of isekai animes/manhwa/manga do it and i eat that shit up everytime-

I also deeply appreciate when its not done creepily, like being turned 8 again, and having crushes on others who are... yknow, actually 8 yrs old or sm fucked up shit, like even if its 16 yr olds that doesnt make it any better, bc the protag will actually be like,, actually 20?!?!💀 the straights r wild man, i feel like it happens either way too, like its usually a male MC but thats just bc theyre more common tbh, like regardless of gender of protag 🥲

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Sun: Child God Reader (you/they/them)

Orbit: Short Headcanons

Stars: Mondstadt ppl bc i don't show them i love them enough

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: none known & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment any I missed. /gen

Klee has recruited converted you to throwing bombs with her.

You are the only leash on that child too and the only thing standing between Jean and full head of gray hair. 💀

Kaeya doesn’t know whether he’s endlessly worried or endlessly amused that the most powerful god is currently a child

if Jean isnt freaking out over ur whereabouts, Diluc is instead, and worst case scenario, Noelle/Lisa/Albedo is in charge of you

and YES someone has to look out for you, bc ur ass will just start making a hot springs spot like ur in ur teapot or smth in dragonspine (Albedo was fascinated it stayed warm despite the weather so he let you make it/enjoy it before asking u to restore natural order lol)

(Albedo has definitely asked to study you and, unfortunately for Jean, asked u to demonstrate several powers u have)

You do work as a lucky charm for Bennett tho so he does babysit u sometimes

it mostly consists of Fischl, Benny, and Razor “adventuring” by trying to do smth like who can jump on the Anemo slimes and ride them around longest

(the answer is you btw, u managed to get a small fleet of them to bus you around, the teens were simultaneously terrified running around below u to catch you and also amazed)

Noelle is so happy making toddler you all the pancakes you can eat, Sucrose had to stop her from going overboard and not just listening completely to kids when it comes to food

She is now very concerned with making you a balanced diet, tho she will still make u an ungodly tall stack of pancakes every now and then <3

They kind of all equally provide for you, obv ur their god, and ur a literal cutie patootie child, they cant just leave you

(also u might like move a mountain or change the weather or smth if they don't watch you so most are a little paranoid of that too)

Lisa gets u all kinds of cute outfits, still stuff you'd like, but definitely snuck in some sumeru looking clothing lol

Fischl lends you all kinds of books to read, Bennett shows u all the cool views in the city and outside of it (when Jean lets him get away with taking u that far), and Razor…

Razor brings you to Andrius and the wolf pack for a wolf pack party and gives u all kinds of shiny trinkets he’d collected for you

Diluc/Jean/Noelle/Eula nearly had a heart attack when they found out

Amber lets you have all the piggyback rides you want lol

she even managed with her own crafting powers (and your probably editing the game code or smth) she somehow makes a reinforced glider with a small harness on the back for you to glide with her

(Venti has definitely helped for some fun flights by boosting the winds for you two)

SPEAKING OF BARBATOS

ur absolutely spoiled rotten by him (and Dvalin, and Andrius, and the wind sprites)

if this god had money he’d spend it on wine and you lol

takes u flying all the time, any time, would drop everything to go to Mondstadt wilds and use his archon form wings to take you wherever you wanna go

tries to bring u to Angel’s Share but Diluc nearly hits him on the head with a wine bottle and brings you back home after kicking Venti out and giving you grape juice (yes you get all you want, within a healthy amount)

anyway the most important part abt you being a god and child is that you can now fulfill your childhood dreams of riding a dragon whenever you want

(one way to quickly get Mondstadt citizens to trust Dvalin again was just constantly seeing him flying overhead, occasionally seeing a small child on his back also helped lol)

(neither you nor Venti tell Jean you ride Dvalin and keep it an active secret from her.)

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srry i took so long! i hope u liked my hot mess of writing (i think its even sloppier than usual bc of all the fic writing full sentences lately)

and if not, I'm sorrryyy 😭😭

I'm focusing on getting thru a haul of asks before getting around to posting that Eldritch AU Part 2 if anyone reads this :)

hope u guys are have a great weekend, thanks for all the birthday wishes!! :D

Safe Travels Anon,

💀♒

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♡the beloveds♡

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@kiyomi-uchiha777

[hypostatic-oath]

I'm so happy you like my ask (this is long overdue).

I bet that the people of Fontaine are very happy because i have been doing nothing but hanging out with the Melusine instead of doing the archon quest(though that will eventually come to an end soon). I also bet that new laws/regulations are being proposed because the amount of wacky stuffs the Traveler and their companions is up to all the time. Imagine you just joined the Traveler's team and your first experience is watching a forest watcher beat up some of Fontaine's local legends lmao (and after your recent post, Childe is seething if he learned of this).

Can i be 🚬 anon?(unless you don't do that here)

Named anons? On my blog? Omg I feel honored - of course you can be 🚬 anon! Welcome :D

New laws being proposed because of the traveler is amazing. It has the same vibe as that gliding law in Mondstadt about taking off using anemo slimes (yes, it works, no, it is not very useful as far as I know. I don't even remember if you get an achievement), because you KNOW there's a story behind it, someone must have tried it and it must've gone very, very wrong, and the wacky circumstances that lead to the creation of new laws would be hilarious to witness.

However, on a more serious note, Wriothesley and Neuvillette would be grappling with the issue of teleportation - how do you arrest someone who can simply just... leave? It doesn't matter how secure a prison is if a bored entity can just take control of one of the prisoners and whisk them away on a whim? Worse yet, since Wriothesley is officially a Vessel, what would happen if an Overseer decided to take control of him and sign official pardons? New rules in the Fortress of Meropide have been implemented - any orders given by the Duke while he is on the team are automatically overruled unless it can be proven that he is acting of his own accord.

I can only imagine how confusing it feels for the newcomers to suddenly join the team and find themselves in the kind of situations the Traveler faces daily... and for the onlookers, of course. "Oh, I wonder who that newcomer is... such a distingushed gentleman, perhaps he's here on business?" "Guys, not to scare you or anything, but that 'distinguished gentleman' dropped a meteor on a crab." "Oh, yes, that huge crab in the-" "No. A regular crab. On the smaller side, even. He just threw a huge meteor at it - didn't even bat an eye. The crab practically disintegrated." "What the hell."

And for those that don't know their teammates - any of the knights of Favonius being placed on a team with Klee know exactly what she's capable of, but someone less familiar with her is about to be shocked. "What in Celestia's name is the Overseer thinking? This is a child, she'll get hu- oh. Oh no."

On the other hand, imagine being a nun-turned-idol, looking to the side to check who your teammates are, and there's the Raiden Shogun standing there as if it's no big deal. A little bird lands on her fingers. She watches it with a wistful expression as it flies away. You look to the other side and see the Dendro Archon chatting with that kind but often drunk bard as if they're old friends. You find yourself in what looks like a domain but soon realise, with no small amount of dread, that you're in the Abyss. At least you have two Archons beside you... Barbatos help you, the challenge has started and there are more monsters than you thought. You're doing your best to keep all your teammates alive - you wouldn't forgive yourself if you were the indirect cause for the fall of a god. So you sing your song and put the hydro circle around your team, but there's just too many enemies, coming from all sides... And then you hear a faint "ehe", and the specters are pulled into a vortex of wind. The Shogun doesn't even need to pull out her signature move, just the swirl reaction the bard has caused is enough. You see him shoot down one of the things with a single Anemo-infused arrow. It dies immediately. He's dealing damage on par with the two Archons on the team. Just what is this bard capable of? Suddenly those rumors about him being Barbatos are starting to seem a little less nonsensical. Surely, it couldn't be true, right? You have half a mind to ask him about it once the four of you exit the Abyss, but as soon as you find yourself outside and able to regain your breath he just gives you a "whoops, gotta go!" and floats away on a wind current you're pretty sure he just created.

Now that I think of it, it'd be fun to imagine how different team dynamics would work - I'll make a separate post for this, but if you've read this far and want to send in asks with your team comps... 👀

[factual-fantasy]

27 Asks! Thank you!! :DD🦎

@driftwoodmfb

Its simple, Arceus made them! :0 He made Litwicks, Lampents and Chandelures at the same time. The Litwicks ate the Lampent plorts, the Lampents ate the Chandelure plorts, and the Chandelures made more Litwicks! :00 Same goes for every other slime species on the planet.

I actually love your cat so much

I am not familiar with "Six the Musical".. <:0 Sorry!

@quietmakesglark

WAHAHAHGGGG THANKYOU SO MUCH!!!!!😭😭💞💞💞THUIS WAS ALL SOSWEEETT THANTKOYIYUUU!!!💞💞💞🥺🥺💞💞

@glitchhayden (Last ask was in this post)

OHH I see XDDD I kind'a want one-

@abaroo

<XD Yeah, poor Sally.. I was thinking that she doesn't really need to sleep or rest and is always on the go! So early birds like Frank and Howdy are her go to friends. And Julie usually has a fair amount of time and energy to spare for her sister! :))

AAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DDD IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY EDDIE AND WALLY!!!! :}}}}}

🥺💞💞💞 AAAAAAA I'm so glad you like him!!! :}}}}}}

(Referencing this post)

There was a time where Wally had a particularly big meltdown/panic attack over Home watching him. In response Barnaby invited Wally to stay at his house for a few days to see if the different environment helped at all.. which it did.

So nowadays whenever Wally gets really stressed, he crashes at Barnaby's house.. Home doesn't like Barnaby because he keeps taking Wally away from it.. 👁️👁️

But thankfully I don't think Home could really hurt Barnaby.. other than maybe opening a door causing him to stub his toe- <XD

@littlelightfish

👀👀

(Referencing this post)

Man, I always miss one spelling error. 😔

Also thank you! I'm glad you like them! :)))

I put "#do not tag as ship" on all my Welcome Home posts. If people start coming at me for it I'll deal with them.. <XD thank you for the concern though! <:)

@milk-powrit (Referencing this post)

:DD Thank you! And hey- its not necessarily to be mean! Home is not not particularly interested in them because they're just normal neighbors <XD Plus they don't come around often sooo...

@tallchest13-blog

That is the most creature I have ever seen!! :000

@burnt-pie-eater

This Christmas comic and this dream comic are good examples! :0 Seeing himself as his human body with puppet colors. Seeing things or people from his human life..

I'm thinking of making it so any bugs Eddie sees look like real bugs. Weird dark roaches and spiders. Which is why he's scared of them.. 👀👀

@caprico54

Yes yes! :DD When Eddie was human, he was a mailman! So his job as a mailman now is the only thing that feels natural and familiar to him... Which is why he's so unnaturally good at it! :00

@i-only-created-this-to-read

Hmm.. I imagine that the pipes and plumbing are apart of Home. But only in the walls. The pipes the come up from the ground and attach to Home are not apart if it.

I'm thinking if you completely tore Home down and rebuilt it somewhere else, it would flicker to life again. If you split the materials of home between 2 houses, I think only one would actually be alive and "home". It would make sense if one part of Home was where its life came from. But I'm not sure what that would be.. Maybe the fireplace is the heart? Monster house style? <XD

I imagine whatever is apart/meant to be apart of Home is its body. A meteor crashing through wouldn't be part of it <XD And any hanging pictures or furniture is not apart if it. The walls are its bones and the paint becomes its skin. If you tore down a wall that wood stops being apart of Homes body the moment it is detached. If you build a new wall, it might take a moment.. but it will eventually become apart of Homes body.

As for the old rotted wood, I imagine that Wally chopped it up and used it for fire wood :0 The new wood that Wally installed in the walls became Homes new body.

<:( You will find someone new someday friend! There's a lot of bees in the hive!

(Referencing this post)

XDD Naahhh its ok, Grim's just nomin. He wont hurt Sylvester! :)

@taco-hyeh (Sent after this post)

Man, if only my mega Grimace comic didn't turn out to be so giant <XD I would have PLENTY of angst for you!

@kitschie

Home right now can be best described as.. curious.. but also somewhat malicious. It watches Wally and Eddie because its curious about them. But it can clearly tell that watching them causes panic attacks and makes them very upset. Yet it doesn't stop. If anything it watches them more intensely when they cry..

When it comes to if they could figure out what it wants.. its hard to say if Home even really wants anything. It just likes to watch and see the Wally react to its stares... that, an the fact that Home probably cant communicate outside of slamming windows and doors-

@calsoutghosthunting

Oh? I've only seen it from 1 artist, is it becoming a trend? :00

I don't know how I feel about it.. I mean its cool! But I might not draw it with my Sona personally <XD Reminds me of this old Journal drawing trend that I did a long while back.. 🤔

@spirited-splashes

AAAA THANK YOU!!! :DDDD I wish you luck in your journey! :)) AND REMEMBER!! The comfort has to be just as healing as the angst is hurting!! :}}}

(Referencing this post)

If you look closely, the hat is actually just Sylvester's ribbons! XDDD

[homestuckreplay]

John, Rose, Dave & Farmstink 💙💜❤️💚

(page 760-769)

WE'VE COLLECTED THE SET!! Jade Harley is a cool ass name. Jade, the bright green precious stone plus Harley, the motorbike, makes her sound like an edgy punk singer, not a flute playing gardener.

Dave was so active in his introduction, refusing to take any of the player's shit, but Jade is strikingly passive, deciding she doesn't even need to stick around. Her sleeping radically alters the player-narrator dynamic. With awake characters, the narrator turns their sarcastic insults (and the 'you' pronoun) towards that character ('your ARMS are in your MAGIC CHEST, pooplord!') Farmstink is asleep and can't be made fun of, so the narrator's abrasiveness is turned in full force against the player. It's them (us?) who's stupid for not seeing the arms, or for threatening to drop a pumpkin on an innocent sleeping child.

(Thanks, WV, for saving her just in time. It's good to see the other end of this closed, non-paradoxical time loop).

I love the narrator's reluctance to call Jade 'Farmstink' - do they genuinely not know Jade's name? They don't seem totally omniscient; I think they can only hear characters' active thoughts (including dreams - see p.651), nothing forgotten, concealed or just not on their mind.

The player's cursor returns for the first time in a while - maybe since John and Rose started playing Sburb (but I haven't verified this). Apparently, it follows the same rules as the Sburb cursor. The cursor can select and move objects (Jade's note; John's magic chest), but selecting a player is forbidden.

So where are we in Jade's timeline? On p.652, Jade says 'see i guess i fell asleep for a while and..... lost track of time', which from our perspective has just happened. This puts Jade behind John in the timeline, but not all the way back at the story's start - their other conversations about packages and meteors must have already happened.

Jade's 'deep passion for HORTICULTURE' combined with her mystical knowledge make gardenGnostic an apt chumhandle. An anonymous asker suggested that the titles (Heir of Breath, etc) could relate to what characters will do in the future - could the same be true for chumhandles? We have yet to see John play with slime or Rose summon a tentacle monster. Jade is so connected to the future that her chumhandle and title (guessing Seer of Light?) are things she's already doing.

Other thoughts:

Jade's handwriting is somehow exactly like her typing, it's so bright, fun and bubbly.

Jade is either changing REALLY fast or she has a magic shirt. On p.665 her shirt symbol was a simplified atomic diagram, when she wakes it's a pumpkin, and a moment later it's a leaf.

Jade has plants labeled 'peas', 'squash', and 'asparagus', all of which are the contents of WV's cans. Another link between these two?

Jade's music is 'silly' - not 'haunting', like all the other musicians.

I'm so impressed by this flute panel and the number of different animations within. 'L' is my favorite. Where is she going

> Jade: Look out of window at frog statue.

[valle-de-sombra-de-muerte]

Homestuck Reread: Act 4, Part 4/4 (p. 1865-1988)

Read the previous post here.

Oh boy it's the final stretch for this Act. I want to take a moment to express my appreciation for all the new followers I've gained over the course of this reread. I have 60 now, which is incredible. Thank you all!

With that said, this post will contain some... sticky subject matter. I wonder how many of you will choose to dip after this.

[CONTENT WARNING: Discussion of incest starts below the second image]

Oh my fuck it's the ectobiology section. Out of all the convoluted and frivolous mechanics in Homestuck, this one might be the worst in my opinion. Worse than the adventure game jokes cribbed from Problem Sleuth, worse than the punch card alchemy and other ponderous Sburb mechanics... I'd say it's worse than the time travel shit, but this is actually more of a subset of that. So yeah, time travel continues to be the worst thing about Homestuck, and shit like this and the bunny subplot are prime examples of that. But my ire is fully directed at ectobiology at this moment.

The stuff I mentioned before at least has a purpose; they parody needlessly complicated video game mechanics. But ectobiology doesn't have a purpose. It's not funny, nor does it serve the story in a meaningful or even interesting way. So why does it exist? Is it to drive home the point that these select individuals are the "chosen ones" by Sburb? If I had to hazard a guess what Hussie meant by that...

Earth is a vile place and must be destroyed, so sayeth Sburb. Everything living on it is flawed by extension, so its chosen destroyers must be fully disconnected human society and the planet itself. These destroyers have been plucked from the aether and reconstituted from bullshit plot slime in a faraway part of time and space, ensuring that they are unquestionably divorced from anything from Earth, and therefore pure.

Now that I type all that out, it's no wonder none of the kids were all that shaken up about bringing about the apocalypse. Considering that they're essentially game constructs with no actual ties to humanity, it really throws away any sort of conflict and sense of sacrifice brought about by destroying the planet. All the innocents who perished in the meteor showers? Eh, fuck them! They were all NPCs anyway. All hail the slime people!

Okay, I'm sure this wasn't Hussie's actual intent, but if there's no grander symbolism at play, what else is there? None of this adds anything to the plot. The fact that the main cast are non-humans is never touched upon and the whole thing reads as superfluous sci-fi garbage. The only significance the meteors carrying the babies had was that John's Nanna died from a meteor strike. But it was already suggested way earlier that she died because she was crushed by the Colonel Sassacre book.

That was a perfectly serviceable, slightly comedic death befitting of a family of jokesters. There's no need to escalate it and involve a giant meteor.

One other thing I take umbrage with: because the cast were all birthed from the same slurry, this means that Dave and Rose are now """related""". They aren't related by blood, no, but by slime. Which, in the eyes of Hussie and the fandom at large, means the same thing, I guess. Even though they never grew up as siblings, lived separate lives in different parts of the country, and only met online as strangers before developing a (very flirtatiously charged) friendship, the fandom treats them as if they're flesh and blood brother and sister. It boggles my mind. Why is this being treated as legitimate? Did Hussie plan all along to take the two characters with the best chemistry only to pull a Luke and Leia on us? Why would he write them like that if this was his endgame? Does he just have an incest fetish?

I wouldn't doubt it because themes of incest are actually quite pervasive within Homestuck. And that's without even mentioning how Hussie developed an alien race that fundamentally relies on incest to reproduce. Ectobiology creates several relationships, incidental or otherwise, that tie nearly the entire main cast in a complicated web of pseudo-familial dynamics. Like John is actually the kids' progenitor/father because he's the one who brought them all into existence. So even if he isn't related to Rose or Dave by genes or slime, he still gave birth to them in a sense.

I've even seen people say that since Betty Crocker/The Condesce was Nanna's adopted mother, that makes the Egbert/Crocker/Harley/English family tree "related" to the Peixes trolls, so any ship with that combination is "incest." What if I told you that Feferi is related to all the other trolls via bullshit slime mechanics as well? I guess that makes Johnkat incest too. And if John is Dave's father... gasp! Davekat is also incest!? It's over folks, burn everything down.

Anyway, I don't acknowledge Rose and Dave as biological siblings because I don't treat being born from a vat of slime as the same as being birthed from the same womb. That would be treating ectobiology as valid and sensible, which I refuse to do. I don't want to lend Hussie's fixation on incest any amount of approval. All I know is that the trolls are made of the same stupid plot sludge and nobody cares if you ship them. There are no humans and trolls: only slime constructs. Either everyone is related or none of them are. You can't have both.

In the end, none of this matters. The world would be a much happier place if we all collectively agreed to forget ectobiology's existence. If this ruffles your feathers, just block me. Don't come at me because I'll just ignore you.

So Grandpa Harley had time-traveled forward to the future and into Sburb before returning to the past, living out his life on Earth, and dying. Fucking okay I guess!

At least this answers the question I had that yes, Mom Lalonde knew what she was doing before entering the game because Grandpa told her everything. Same with Bro and Dad, it seems.

Ah yes, Dad x Mom. A relationship that ends nearly as soon as it begins. Let's put this right alongside the Exile love triangle and DaveTav in the "relationships that are teased but never manifest into anything meaningful" pile.

"Ackshually, everyone was born from a vat of slime on a distant meteor and sent back to Earth to live out their lives!" - the ramblings of an utter lunatic.

Like god fucking forbid the kids be normal people placed in extraordinary circumstances.

The babies all gravitate to the things they'll have a connection to in the future. Nanna gets her son's hat, Bro gets Cal, etc. Dave clings to Maplehoof, which doesn't seem like a clear connection. Except... that's Rose's horse, isn't it? Ohhh. It all makes sense now. 😏

This exchange is a top 10 Karkat moment for sure.

The supposed saviors that will revive the human race aren't even human, they're slime creatures! Beyond the fact that none of them are human, the Superman analogy falls flat because none of these kids are humanity's protectors. They're just following the whims of a game that ultimately does not give a fuck about any of them.

I need "JOHN EGBERT, YOU HAVE ASSASSINATED MY PATIENCE." emblazoned on a banner or something.

Also Karkat calls Superman a "Caucasian alien" and he also refers to a genie as an "Earth Arabian" in an earlier log.

He really knows a lot about different human ethnic groups, for some reason.

I think about "you always call jail the slammer when you are extra angry" on a somewhat regular basis.

Sassacre is killed, but since he was a human, his death is inconsequential. Grandpa, a slime homunculus just like Nanna, is given new life, which is a cause for celebration. This whole sequence is quite morbid with Sassacre's bloody corpse just hanging out in the frame.

But wait, if Nanna and Grandpa are adopted siblings, and John and Jade are their "genetic children"... augh, never mind! This is what I mean when I say ectobiology produces all kinds of unfortunate relationships. I don't want to think about any of this pseudo-incest anymore. How are there people who make it their whole online careers to dissect this garbage so they can harass people about this shit? Don't they get tired? It's giving me a headache.

Rose is even referred to as John's "daughter" in the title of this flash. I'm not just blowing smoke when I say that John is everyone dad. That's literally what just happened.

Now that we're finally done with this segment, I'll cap it off with this: Nothing of value was added with the inclusion of ectobiology. I know I've been throwing around the phrase "waste of time" in these posts, but this bit of worldbuilding is unequivocally, without a doubt, the biggest fucking waste of time in this entire comic.

Woof. Shall we move on?

While Davesprite and Terezi sort of reconciled in their conversation and formed a bit of a bond, Dave doesn't receive her nearly as amicably. Why is she doing the "1S TH1S YOU" joke with Dave when that was a bit she did with Davesprite?

Oh right, because she thinks that same relationship will carry over to "real Dave". She sees them as the same person just like everyone else. Lovely.

Dave thinks he can burn Terezi by repeatedly insulting her blindness, even though it's clear that it doesn't bother her at all. This is really weak, especially when compared to his log with Tavros where he forced Tavros to block him.

Terezi seems to have completely given up on John and now wants to be annoying and nasty to Dave instead. She has officially been downgraded from minor antagonist to obnoxious interloper.

Tavros could only ever enjoy himself when he could escape to Prospit, be mobile, and most importantly fly. Nobody ever wants to talk about how Tavros has a lot of avoidance issues, how he always shrinks away from action and confrontation, and how he copes with adversity through escapism (both in a figurative sense through his interest in fantasy, and in a literal sense when he dreams on Prospit). A big part of his character comes from Peter Pan, the archetype of childlike escapism! IDK man, it sucks to see people reduce him to this lovable, pure-hearted woobie while ignoring the key part of his character.

Just like with Davesprite, Terezi just needed to send the right drawing for Dave's opinion of her to flip. Fantastic conflict resolution right there.

[S] Descend is the End of Act flash for Act 4. It might be the most ambitious flash up to this point. Lots of guest artists contributed here, and it's at this point where Homestuck really begins to feel like a much more collaborative project instead of solely Hussie's work. I don't mean to discredit the music team when I say that, because they've been around since the start, but this feels more substantial since Homestuck is a primarily visual work.

Anyway, Bro slices a meteor in half to save Dave's life, and later has his rocket board transport Dave into the game safely. Chalk that up to his list of noble deeds to try and balance out his dastardly ones.

Jack fucks shit up indiscriminately, so why does he spare WV? Feels a little out of character for him.

The brief Jack and Bro fight is pretty sweet. I'm not a shonen guy, but I'm getting that same sort of energy from this. Knowing that Bro probably knew all about the kinds of monsters he'd have to fight in Sburb, he has probably been training for something like this for most of his life. Had Jack not gotten god powers, Bro probably could've wasted him.

I like to think that Rose's merging with her doomed self is what causes her to act so destructive and nihilistic from this point on. She wants to destroy the game that killed her.

So okay... when Dave and Rose gave John their bunnies for his present, both of them clearly put a lot of thought in their gifts. Dave gifted him a piece of merch from his favorite movie. Rose restored an old heirloom using John's previous gift to her. Jade assembled "a fun and completely ridiculous thing" that has no sentimental meaning and only carries a vague sense of importance.

Does she just not know what he likes? This is less a gesture of friendship and more of her blindly fulfilling the whims of Sburb. I really struggle to see how Jade fits in this friend group dynamic. She's like the weird kid that the others let hang around out of pity.

Waow! After all that buildup with the box mystery, the bunny and Jack are going to have a showdown! Finally we can see what all the fuss is about and why this bunny is so important.

... Or Jack can just fly away and they never fight at all. Cool Hussie. It's so cool how you spent several pages devoted to this plot point only to let it fizzle out like this. Incredible writing.

How much time do you think elapsed between Grandpa bringing Dream!Jade's corpse aboard his airship and gutting, cleaning, stuffing, and mounting her? He probably did it all after he flew off, but I like to imagine him doing this all before that while Mom and Dad just stood around awkwardly waiting for him to finish.

Act 4 had its ups and its downs. A lot of downs. The ups also felt a little bittersweet because for every intriguing story hook like the Exile love triangle, Dave's relationship with Tavros, Rose and her mother, or anything involving Davesprite and doomed Rose, they all amount to nothing in the grand scheme of things.

Homestuck truly is a collection of fun ideas all unfortunately cobbled together by someone who doesn't know how to properly execute them in a story. The colorful art and the kickass music can only serve to cover up the flaws so much before the veneer peels and you see the ugly cracks underneath. I wish we lived in a world where Andrew "writing is easy" Hussie had an editor to salvage the good stuff and throw shit like ectobiology into the garbage.

If it sounds like I'm wrapping things up, think again. This journey isn't over yet. It's time for Act 5! People like to joke about how you should skip all the way to that one, but after everything I've read so far... I wouldn't blame anyone if they did.

Read the next post here.

[grapefaygodude69]

watch me become national geographic reporter about sober dude cuz,,, dont have a reason but head canons are fun :o)

other sprites i remade [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]

down there's the sprite edits cuz i made these vvv

AUTISTIC YAPPING DONT MIND THATR ... SORY MY ENGLISH IS BAD???

ALSO SH MENTION TW IG \\\\\

the fact that he was sober for example would have been in the past but has never been seen by anyone other than his moirial once but thats a long story,,, how to get him to calm down and get back on the slime is to just pap him until he stops hissing and give it to him and he'll just eventually want to take it again. the thing with karkat is the example of gamzee naturally being an asshole and using his strength against people instead of like in his stoned state barely using it or teasing people by lifting them up,,, my point is karkat almost got choked to death because of gamzee being sober around him, he just attacks anyone around no matter what. the state of being sober for the clown is kind of very overwhelming and gets transelated in violence or whatever something like that for no apparent reason even if its the kind of wholesome thing about him, after that incident with karkat, he got high again it took him like idk maybe 4 months to stop saying sorry for hurting karkat like that because he didn't meant to and its silyyyyyy how he's basically more "sober" (as in more calm) and nice when he's high and more voilent and whatever when he's actually sober.

the other thing is that sopor itself is kind of like alcohol in the sense of how it can effect people differently, gamzee gets high but also very tipsy from it so he needs to sit down most of the time and not move much or he might just break something falling over he isnt much of an active guy but he isnt lazy y'know but being addicted to it gives him extreme withdrawal symptoms which also can be another thing that fuels the violent behavior. but that's all pre sgrub, but post sgrub the meteor shenanigans go on with multiple murders because of the obvious he's pissed and his boyfriend got impaled yadda yadda… gamzee never does recover from the constant need for sopor but learns to put his anger into more productive things that i dont have an idea for but ehhhhuhuhhhhhyh yeahs that's it bye :o)

day 150

[cut-content-contest]

selected animations

In the first Super Smash Brothers, when the player selected a character, they played a little animation. This was going to be added to Melee but was scrapped early so now there are just a bunch of Really unfinished animations and Captain Falcon’s selected sound includes a very VERY faint clip of one of his sounds, which was most likely going to play over his selected animation. These are all plenty glitchy and weird, but if you need a poster child I would suggest Young Link, Donkey Kong, or Game & Watch.

meteor slime

Silly little fella. It had the ability to attract nearby items, like a magnet, potentially forcing items into places they shouldnt be if not handled properly It was scrapped because the boom slime already put stuff in bad places when not taken care of good, and as development continued, the dervish slime eventually ended up sucking stuff in instead, making the meteor slime kinda pointless I still think it was fun & cool tho

https://slimerancher.fandom.com/wiki/Meteor_Slime

SNES CD-ROM

The SNES CD was a project developed by Nintendo in partnership with Sony. Plans existed for both a CD-ROM add-on for the SNES and a hybrid console capable of playing both cartriges and discs, called the 'Play Station'. Eventually the partnership fell through, with Nintendo announcing it's end the day after Sony had announced it's existence. Nintendo then partnered with Phillips, but that didn't work out either. These events would lead to the release of the CD-i Zelda games and Hotel Mario; and, of course, to the creation of the Sony PlayStation.

[beetleviolet]

So uh... anyone remember this post? About rottmnt Raph and Leo post invasion?

@midwesternvibes i did it.

I didn't go super deep into it because like. What do you even do in that situation lmao. And I'm not sure I did the idea justice. Idk. Might do another draft before I post it on ao3. Super proud of all my metaphors and shit tho.

(Tw: PTSD, panic attacks, crying, negative self talk, suicidal thoughts (kind of?? Blink and you'll miss it. Its a hyperbole anyway but better safe then sorry))

meteor shower (quick, take cover)

The worst part about it was that Raph had seen it coming. 

They were all jumpy. Trigger-sad and still pulling themselves back together. The crashing of pots as they spilled out of the cupboard, and everyone in the kitchen jumped out of their skin. Leo flinched a second time as Raph landed from his (admittedly embarrassing) hop. His little brother's breath hitched and hitched and he ducked his head to the floor, staring staring staring. His cane clattered to the floor. 

“Oh buddy…” Raph dropped his voice soft. Leo's eyes locked onto him. He stumbled, arm reaching blindly behind to find its grip on the counter. He fell, frame shaking. His eyes didn't leave Raph's, Raph's right eye, droning up and down his arm. Hitch, hitch, hitch hitch hitch. 

Raph took a step forward. And Leo-

Leo

Leo raised his arms, taking himself to the floor without the support. He ducked his head, limbs already starting to retreat into his shell. And Leo looked up at him, eyes big and shaking and welled up tears and and and

Beside him, Mikey unfroze, bounding forward before Raph could stop him. 

“Mike, I don't think-” He trailed off as Leo peaked up, reaching for Mikey with unrestrained sobs. He held his little brother close, only looking up to watch Raph. Again, their eyes locked. 

Terror. Panic. Horror. Fear. The hitch hitch hitch when Raph raised a hand. So he stepped back instead. Back and back and back until he was running out of their kitchen, glancing over his shoulder in time to see Leo relax, just a little. Just enough. 

Raph punched his wall. His wall, this time. Not Leo's or Leo or anything else. He breathed, hard eyes roaming and landing on a pile of stuffies by his pillow. 

He'd like to say he did anything else, but Raph fell into bed, held a stuffed cat tight to his chest, and cried. 

The plushie's name was Kitty-Kitty. Once, when they were really little, Leo tore her arm off in a fit of rage and safety scissors. Raph cried and then Leo cried and then Mikey cried, overwhelmed with it all. Leo sewed the arm back on and even added a little heart on her sleeve. The clumsy stitches had long since fallen out, but Raph had sewn them back year after year and kept it and held it close, tight to his chest as he cried like a child. He cried and he cried. It seemed the world was constantly finding new and creative ways to break his heart. (Or maybe not so creative because)

(Well)

(He'd seen it all coming)

Raph let himself drown, let himself toss and turn and wallow in the salty leftovers on his cheeks. Like a beached whale, he let himself wallow, just a bit.

Donnie once said that dead whales could explode. Maybe Raph would explode. He wished he would, just a little, if only so he wouldn't have to get back up and see that look in Leo's eyes ever again. Ever, ever again. 

But he would, wouldn't he? The next panic attack, the next mission gone awry, the next the next the next… It kept going and going. The next… what if Raph got weird again? Leo had always been the best at calming him down, bringing him back. What if Leo couldn't do it? Got too scared, was hurt too bad? Decided that it just. Wasn't worth it. 

Raoh let another wave of tears wash over him. Usually after a good cry he felt cleaned out, hollowed chest and burning nostrils, insides sanded and painted with white wash, fresh and new. Maybe it was just a bad cry, because he still felt all stuffed and overwhelmed and big and heavy and gross, insides all slime and goo and and and

Raph picked up that train of thought, dragged it through his mind palace, and threw it in the moat. 

He took stock. 

Raph was tired. His nostrils burned and any emotion was still a messy, unnamable blarehorn, though his eyes had nothing left to produce but the liquid ache that flowed like a lava lamp behind them. 

Knock-knock-knock-knock-knock

That was Leo's knock. Raph tensed. Leo's knock was usually accompanied by a greeting or a yell or the sound of something breaking. It was odd to just…hear the knocks, all hesitant and lonely. 

“You there, big guy?” There it was. Leo's voice was still gravelly from earlier, still a little quiet. Raph's heart clenched. He stacked his courage and spoke,

“Hi.” Wow. Nice one, Raphie. 

“Hey.” Leo was close to the door. Raph could imagine him, shell against the wall, his arms crossed and head tilted back so he could speak without having to face the quiet subway car, a new dent on its side. 

Maybe he had his forehead up against the cold metal of the sliding door, condensation decorating its surface, staring at the floor. Staring, staring, just a little. 

Or maybe he was just standing there like normal. Raph doubted it, somehow. 

“Listen, Raph, I..” His voice broke, a lightning strike down the middle. Lightning actually does hit the same place twice, Raph remembered Donnie explaining, more likely to, even. “I'm so sorry.” 

“‘s not your fault.” His voice was a twin wobble. Leo chuckled, 

“Heh, snot…” Raph felt his mouth twitch up. 

“...do you wanna come in?” He asked, trying to keep his voice from being all nervous and weird. Like Raph was anything but nervous and weird. Super weird. 

Leo didn't answer, but Raph heard the jerk of the handle and the door slid open. And…

Post-panic attack Leo always made Raph want to scoop his brother up in his arms and never let him go. With red eyes, shaky and distant, quiet breaths before a quick deep one, like he suddenly remembered how. Everything about him was… dialed down. Like he was too tired to keep his brightness up all the way. 

It's not that he wanted Leo to pretend he was okay, but reminders that he wasn't hurt too. And Raph couldn't scoop his brother up and never let him go. Besides the obvious impracticality, he would just make everything worse. 

But his palms turned up without him meaning too, and Leo stumbled forward and wrapped his arms around Raph's neck. Not too tight, just there. Secure. Raph's hand hovered over his brother's shell, not daring to brush the cracks, almost trembling at the thought of falling anywhere near Leo's throat. So small. Leo was larger than life, but Raph's little brother was so, so small. 

“This is lame,” Leo whined, “Hug me!” 

“You sure?” He asked. Whispered. Leo grumbled, tucking further into Raph's chest. 

“It was the Krang, not you.” Raph took a breath, a little shudder, 

“Then it was your brain juice, and not you.” Leo didn't answer for one beat, two, three,

“Then hug me, stupid.” 

“Aye, watch it!” But Leo didn't so much as flinch as Raph's arms wrapped around him, held him close. They breathed for a bit. It was the Krang, not you. Not you. Not Raph. 

Raph pressed his head down, tension whirlpooling down the drain. It was a little odd, wasn't it? Because, well,

 He hadn't seen this coming. 

[yanderes-galore]

hoping it's not too late to request, can I have pale!Gamzee headcanons?

Having Gamzee in any quadrant is certainly... an experience. I hope it's long enough!

Yandere! Moirail! Gamzee Concept

Pairing: Pale/Moirail♦️

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Drug use implied because Gamzee, Possessive behavior, Violence, Murder, Dubious Moirallegience, Blood.

When it comes to Gamzee at the start he's an okay Moirail.

Before becoming sober he's good natured, laid-back, and willing to help friends.

As a Moirail Gamzee would be very attentive to his pale crush.

He's had a relatively lonely life while growing up and may be even a bit clingy when he meets his Moirail.

In terms of how he'd act... there really isn't anything violent about it when he's still on Sopor Slime.

If anything he showers you in attention.

He isn't really jealous and allows his Moirail to do their own thing for the most part.

Sure, you can have a red love... a black love... but he's your only pale crush.

If there's anyone else then THAT'S when he has a problem.

That and if you and your other quadrants aren't getting along.

Gamzee would be the type to soothe you if you're upset, even listening to the issues between you and your Matesprit or Kismesis.

If anyone was causing you trouble then he'd try to help fix things.

Not really in a violent way but he is definitely capable.

Gamzee is very affectionate as a Moirail.

He just likes being in your company, often leaning on your shoulder or something as you talk to him.

Honestly, him before being sober is one of the best trolls to be around.

He's genuinely there for you and only intervenes if he feels you're threatened.

He trusts you to always return to him as his Moirail and to help him with his problems, too.

Then there's after his breakdown... when he's sober.

His Moirail would probably the only thing that calms him after his... spree.

The entire time you're traumatized.

Think about it... the whole time you've had Gamzee as your Moirail he's been fine.

He's been affectionate, caring, and respectful.

Now? Now Gamzee... that same Moirail... is covered in the blood of your friends.

Right when he approaches you he stops with the grin of a psychopath.

You're shivering in your room in the meteor silently hoping he comes to his senses.

He somewhat does... but it just doesn't feel right.

He's still breathing heavy and is just staring.

Maybe you decide to appeal to him and try to shoosh pap him?

He's more receptive to it than you thought he'd be and drops his weapon.

His spree ends up with him holding you with soft honks, the blood of your friends coating your clothes.

His behavior as your Moirail does a complete 180.

He's no longer as laid-back.

In fact, he gets possessive about the fact others are around you.

Which leads to you trying to calm him down.

Gamzee no doubt tried to kill your Matesprit or Kismesis at one point.

He used to be fine with them but now he just wants to keep you as his.

He feels the best way to gain his Moirail's attention is to just isolate them.

So in order to keep Gamzee from getting to be too much of a problem, you're forcefully given the job of soothing him.

Gamzee appears to be manageable if you take him into private to hold/shoosh pap him.

You keep each other in check, as Moirails do

Except it's now mostly you keeping him in check.

Gamzee is still caring, just in a different way.

Now whenever you bring up a problem he's adamant on fixing it with bloodshed.

So you just stopped telling your Moirail about your problems.

Gamzee is only soft with you.

He seems disinterested in everyone else and goes off to find you.

Gamzee is certainly worse after the spree he had during his breakdown.

You wish you had Sopor Slime on you just to get the old Gamzee back-

Yet there's times you still see your old Moirail in him.

Like when you're upset he's adamant to figure out what happened.

He still leans on you and basks in your presence.

He just... makes you worry all the time now.

You worry if he'll snap again.

You wonder if he'll kill the rest of your friends.

You fear he'll kill you next.

Yet Gamzee seems to notice your distance and throws himself at you to listen to you.

If not shoosh pap you like you've done for him.

Overall, Gamzee can be a great/normal Moirail before his breakdown.

The moment his spree starts, however...

He'll become one of the worst yanderes in the series, Moirail or not.

[dragon-ascent]

Withdrawal

Zhongli stops helping with your commissions for a bit, and you realise just how exposed you feel without him by your side.

★彡Fluff, fun stuff, purely sfw

(Totally not inspired by me temporarily taking Zhongli off the team for the first time since getting him)

Zhongli does enjoy accompanying you on your commissions when he has the time to; spending time with you is all he could ask for.

He does notice how much you depend on him for even the littlest things, though.

“Zhongli, jade shield now!”

...And it’s a group of slimes minding their own business.

“Zhongli! Launch your meteor!”

...And there’s just hilichurl towers standing innocuously. 

“Zhongli, this is a task only you can do!”

…And it’s just to race against a little boy in the desert.

One day, as you leap into his arms in a panic, he decides - literally and figuratively - you need to stand on your own two feet again.

“Zhongli!” you exclaim, “shield! Put up the shield!”

Instead of doing as told like he usually does, this time he shakes his head. “This commission requires you to bounce on mushrooms,” he says, incredulous. “I assure you, my love, my assistance is not required.”

“What if we run into danger while bouncing around?!” you cry, almost hysterical.

Zhongli, bemused, replies, “We have been doing this very commission for weeks now without much issue. And should danger ever come knocking, you are more than capable of handling it alone.”

You huff. “But it feels way safer when I’m protected by you...”

He can’t lie; that statement warms his heart a bit, but he holds his ground firmly. “Darling, before I began assisting you, you proved to be very capable and confident in yourself. This extreme reliance on me has dulled it considerably, hm?”

You scoff. “Whaaat? No, of course not. I’m not that reliant on you! I can totally do things on my own, the help you give is just for added comfort. I don’t actually need it!” You cross your arms indignantly.

He smiles, choosing to see where this goes. “Then, how about I stop assisting you for a bit,” he suggests, gently putting you down.

You roll your eyes and scoff again. “Pfft, yes, whatever. Makes no difference!”

“Really? Will you fare just fine without me?”

“Of course!”

“Very well. Tomorrow, I will not accompany you on your commissions.”

“Fine with me!”

xxx

You regret this decision the very next day.

Trudging along the plains, the first thing you’re aware of is how instead of a confident stride, you’re moving along with a nervous gait. Your steps are unsure, timid, wimpy even. For someone who’s able to fell a horde of Ruin Guards, you certainly don’t look the part.

“Aiyeeeh!” you jump back, startled, when you notice a hilichurl sleeping under a tree. “Zhongli, shield me please!”

It takes you a moment to remember he’s not here with you today. You swallow, tense, and think it best to simply tiptoe away-

The hilichurl jolts awake and trains its focus on you, its club raised. 

You stumble back before realising you have a weapon too, you can fight. Grumbling, you sidestep the hilichurl’s lunge and retaliate with a slash of your own, ending the fight in one hit. Sure, it was a simple fight, but it lacked the comfort of a shield.

Shaking your head vigorously, you continue on. The sky darkens before you know it, and the flash of lightning that follows signals dangerous terrain. You continue on, unbothered, knowing Zhongli will save you from getting struck-

Ah. Right. 

Switching from calm to panicked within a second, you run around like a headless chicken, hoping not to get struck. Screaming, you take cover in the nearest cave you see. Sliding down to the ground with a sigh, you decide to wait until the rumbles of thunder die down before continuing along.

Except, the rumbling doesn’t seem to come from thunder.

Freezing up, you glance into the darkness of the cave. A pair of glowing eyes meets yours, and the rumbles grow louder and more feral. 

From the shadows emerges an enraged Thunderhelm Lawachurl.

xxx

Since you lack a man named Zhongli on this unfortunate day, the fight takes much longer than usual. You had to rely on your own dodging and healing, even deciding at one point to simply retreat and run away, but you’re quite the stubborn one.

By the time you’re finished, the rain has stopped as well. Quickly, you make your way to one of the commissions you’d been assigned for the day. A group of eremites sits around a camp, huddled quite close and discussing something over a fire.

You purse your lips. Their position makes the perfect target for dropping a meteor and finishing them all off in one sweep. But of course, the meteor man is at home, and you are meteorless. With a pang you understand now just how much you rely on your Zhongli.

It isn’t just the shield or the meteor; you realise how much you miss the utility of his stone stele too. You recall fondly one time you two were exploring some ruins for a commission, and had heard the sound of a Ruin Guard starting up. But before you could react to this, its homing missiles appears out of the shadows, rocketing towards you with tremendous speed. 

Zhongli, sensing he would be a second too late if he summoned his shield now, settled for summoning his dominus lapidis, throwing his arms over you protectively and ducking behind the newly-created pillar. The missiles pummeled into it, sending vibrations through the pillar, but it stood tall and solid even so. Zhongli had been holding you securely throughout the ordeal, his breathing mingling with yours, peering cautiously beyond the pillar until he was sure it was safe for you.

His raw combat skills are always a sight to behold too. One time, you had been fighting a gang of treasure hoarders when one of them had managed to snipe you before Zhongli could put up his shield. It was just a scratch to your arm, nothing you couldn’t heal, but by archons had Zhongli lost it.

Eyes glowing, spear gleaming, he had beaten those men up like he needed to bring more revenue to the funeral parlor within the hour. 

Yes...you hate doing this without Zhongli. “Ugh!” you shout, furiously plowing through the eremites you’d been tasked to handle now. “Ugh! Ugh! I can’t do this anymore!” Sighing as you defeat the last of them, you vow never to do a single thing without your god around. 

xxx

“Zhongli,” you whine, thoroughly exhausted, crawling back to him in the evening. “I can’t do anything without you...”

He looks up from the book he’s been reading, a small smirk of triumph briefly appearing on his lips before he puts his book down and turns to you with his arms out, which you instantly barrel into.

“But, my dear, I see you’ve completed all your tasks for the day. It seems like you can do things without me, yes?” “But it just doesn’t feel right!” you answer unhappily. “It’s not the same without you. I’m so used to the comfort you give me, that I feel useless when I’m without you.”

Zhongli cups your face and gives you a tender kiss on the forehead. “Oh, darling,” he says. “Is this your way of being romantic?”

You grin. “You could say that. I neeeeed you, Zhongli! Because I loooove you!”

This earns you a soft chuckle from him. “I love you too, darling.” You giggle and nuzzle him happily, and the two of you stand there in each other’s presence before he speaks again. “All right. I shall continue to support you for as long as you wish, my love.”

“Yay!”

And thus you become even more blatantly reliant on Zhongli’s protection, but honestly, he doesn’t mind it too much - as long as he’s with you, he’s happy he can be someone you can lean on.