#reread post 4

[meowmeowmeowimacat]

great homestuck rereading discussion - day T+4 (Feb 14)

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cw: flashing lights

SF 14:38 > { (forwarded from #homosuck | 14:48) wait... where dave??? :fear~1:

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SF 14:50 > https://www.reddit.com/r/homestuck/comments/1ipi3zo/homestuck_reread_2025_day_5_act_2_discussion/

SF 14:50 > makin please im trying to go as fast as i can :nepdevastation:

SF 16:20 > ok time to read some more

SF 16:21 > i also got some canes so im ready to go

SF 16:21 >

SF 16:21 >

SF 16:21 > i am a certified caniac

SF 16:23 > serious buisness lol

SF 16:24 > the incident sounds ominous :davepetaEyes:

SF 16:26 > got my headphones on so im good to go :33

SF 16:27 > though i will say that the serious buisness isnt giving me street performer vibes :<<

SF 16:27 > so dissapointed

SF 16:29 > [TT: The one you threw into the yard? EB: no, i am telling you. EB: it jumped out of my sylladex like a frightened weasel.] :HowHigh:

SF 16:30 > yet another newspost

SF 16:31 > good ship chronicles? hmmm

SF 16:32 > was def expecting something more sailory than scifi

SF 16:32 >

SF 16:32 > still a bunch to get through

SF 16:33 > i love this kid :BB

SF 16:34 > idk why but this is really pretty for whatever reason

SF 16:35 > TT. what are you doing :JohnNo:

SF 16:35 >

SF 16:37 > [EB: what was that noise? EB: is this something i should go investigate? TT: No, I have it under control. TT: You can keep playing with your telescope.]

SF 16:37 > hmmmmmm

SF 16:37 > suspicious…

SF 16:38 > sick landing!

SF 16:39 > upgrade time! idk why john needs weapons in his strife specibus since hes just fighting his dad but its def cool nonetheless

SF 16:40 > oh cool we havent seen that much of GG yet

SF 16:41 > [GG: whoa what was that????? EB: what was what? GG: there was a loud noise outside my house!! GG: it sounded like an explosion!!!!] wonder what happened on GGs end

SF 16:41 >

SF 16:42 > he has become...

SF 16:42 > B__:33

SF 16:42 > B_:33

SF 16:42 > B:33

SF 16:42 B33 HOMESTUCK

SF 16:44 > [TT: Oh fuck.] LMAO :HowHigh:

SF 16:45 > i sure hope john knows plumbing skills to fix this before his dad comes back :trolled:

SF 16:46 > well if that isnt onimous as shit

SF 16:47 > :howsmush:

SF 16:48 > [TT: Yes. Cake, jesters, unfaltering love and support. TT: Quite a road to hoe there. TT: Though I suppose I'm complicit for not informing Social Services about your situation. EB: i know!] i love this dynamic :33

SF 16:49 > :00

SF 16:50 > what...

SF 16:50 > flashy spirograph-ahh looking thing

SF 16:51 > meanwhile johns just standing there nonchalantly

SF 16:52 > [ · ]uuu[ · ]

SF 16:53 > ^ his face

SF 16:54 > the face of john homestuck (:howhigh:)

SF 16:55 > 4:13… hasnt that number been seen alot? i feel like it has

SF 16:56 > [TT: I've been looking at the GameFAQ walkthroughs to figure some of this stuff out. TT: Hold while I read further. EB: ok. TT: All of these walkthroughs are extremely short. TT: None progress much further than this point.] must be a pretty boring game if nobody wants to write a walkthrough. or super difficult. i dont really like that implication now that the game seems to somehow be interacting with john's actual house

SF 16:56 > so i guess the question is…

SF 16:56 > whats it counting down to?

SF 16:57 > just finished my canes

SF 16:57 > :emoji_19:

SF 16:58 > nom nom nom

SF 17:00 > [TT: I feel like we should be hurrying. That countdown is making me nervous. TT: John? TT: Oh. Your PDA is trapped under the cruxite now, isn't it.] :HowHigh:

SF 17:01 > this image reminds me of those old memes where it was like "someone who hasnt read x explain whats happening in this image"

SF 17:01 > let me find an example

SF 17:03 >

SF 17:03 > i was really into gravity falls years ago (first fandom i was apart of) and these were some of my fav memes :33

SF 17:03 > its a good show and i def recommend

SF 17:04 > ok back to reading i suppose :11

SF 17:05 > someone get this doll to a hospital! stat!

SF 17:05 > "brutal child maims innocent harlequin"

SF 17:05 > o7

SF 17:06 > :sponchBop:

SF 17:07 > more news!

SF 17:09 > no idea which mark song hes referring to. harlequin played a while ago.

SF 17:09 > maybe problem sleuth titlescreen?

SF 17:10 > actually the problem sleuth theme is an absolute banger

SF 17:10 >

SF 17:11 > wait no he is talking about harlequin

SF 17:12 > problem sleuth theme is now one of my fav songs though

SF 17:13 > idk why hes mentioning it now. maybe it plays in the next couple of pages?

SF 17:13 >

SF 17:14 > ooo pesterchum themed irc channel

SF 17:14 >

SF 17:14 > this is… definitely something

SF 17:16 > {ooc: i use https://www.pesterchum.xyz/. i havent heard of this one though so its interesting to learn about. also ill probably use the curly brackets for ooc stuff from now on}

SF 17:16 > wait i gtg rip

SF 17:16 > whatever ill be back soon

[smores100]

Captive Prince trilogy | Polish version | cover art by littleulvar

[aworldofendlesswonder]

after that little backstory reveal there's something very emotionally heavy to me in the fact that jod, found as a lost scared child by a jedi who became his protector figure until she was killed in front of him, found a bunch of lost scared children only to later kill SM-33, their own newfound protector figure, in front of them

[matchalovertrait]

Blackout!! Is this an advantage or disadvantage???

Start from the beginning (Gen 2)

Previous | Next

DULCE: Tch, there’s that stupid red car he mentioned the day he stole my notebook.

[Antonio surveyed the surroundings.]

ANTONIO: A Grogu?

DULCE: You want it? Take it. Clearly he doesn’t really want it if it’s over here. He took something that wasn’t his anyway.

ANTONIO: We could make it look like a robbery. Then he wouldn’t be so suspicious of one missing notebook that happens to be yours. Throw the old plan out the window.

[Dulce laughed.]

DULCE: Ah, now I see how you win so many cases!

ANTONIO: Shh, don’t tell anyone.

[The garage was suddenly getting stuffy! Must’ve been the lack of windows. Dulce had sense of urgency to get out of there as soon as possible.]

DULCE: Oh wait, this looks like one of the boxes he carried out of my place when he moved out.

ANTONIO: I’ll look at these other boxes and bins.

[Their real plan was to switch out the real notebook with a fake, blank replica. Was it still wrong to have Caruso wonder if he only imagined a filled-out notebook? Yeah, probably... but the idea was for Caruso to be more occupied with that instead of the break-in itself.]

DULCE: Ugh, nothing yet.

ANTONIO: And time is ticking.

PARTGOER: Are you guys in line for the bathroom?

DULCE: Oh, I just got out! Go ahead.

PARTGOER: Oh, thanks!

DULCE: Victoria.

PARTYGOER: Huh?

DULCE: My name is Victoria.

PARTGOER: Oh! Thanks, Victoria.

DULCE: Don’t look at me like that! I haven’t had a chance to use my “disguise name” yet.

ANTONIO: That’s fair.

DULCE: What’s your disguise name?

ANTONIO: Antonio. My real name is the last one they’d think I use.

DULCE: Hmm.. Not bad. Anyway, we gotta move.

[Dulce spoke into the earpiece.]

DULCE: Fuego, Chaparro. We need to go upstairs.

MATTHEW: You sure you’re ready to head back into that crowd?

GUILLERMO: You need to get past that to get to the staircase.

DULCE: We have no other choice.

GUILLERMO: You guys should hold hands. For safety.

DULCE: I’m not up for your games right now. Take this more seriously.

GUILLERMO: Y’know, I gotta give you credit. You’ve always been terrible at whispering, but you seem to be finally doing it now that you’re on this mission.

DULCE: Duh, we’re in enemy territory.

ANTONIO: Is Caruso still in the backyard?

MATTHEW: Yeah, he keeps getting phone calls, but the coast is clear. I’d hurry if I were you guys.

[Suddenly, the power went out, making the music stop and the people chatter in confusion.]

PARTYGOER: Is this part of the party?

PARTYGOER #2: Has anyone seen my left shoe?

PARTYGOER #3: I’m scared of the dark!!

PARTYGOER #4: YO! Where’s the music???

PARTYGOER #5: This sucks, I’m heading home.

MATTHEW: Uhhh, Dulce. We don’t have access to the cameras anymore. We can’t see anything... so, we don’t know where Caruso is anymore.

GUILLERMO: AHHHHH!! I can’t see anymore—literally and figuratively!!

CARUSO: Sorry party people! We’ll try to get the power back on. Please give us a sec.

DULCE: Oh no...

[cringefail-clown]

okay lets do this: 5k likes on this post and ill read hivebent from start to finish without dipping halfway through. ill also liveblog it. no listening to lets read homestuck allowed, gotta do this the old fashioned way - by reading all the walls of text myself

[purplebass]

adsom and some parallels with disney's the little mermaid? yeah. because this is also a story about people coming from different worlds and the dangers of magic just like adsom is

Kell is such an Ariel. Like the mermaid who keeps the artifacts in a grotto, he keeps the treasures from different Londons at his room in the Ruby Fields. King Triton later destroys Ariel's stash of objects just like Holland burns down the Ruby Fields. Ariel later turns human and saves prince Eric (who is also the captain of a ship) and falls in love with him. In adsom, it's Lila (our Eric) who saves Kell the night they met and later discovers she isn't a mere human but an antari magician who can travel between worlds (and ofc, they fall for each other)

[quibbs126]

My brain is now yearning for a redemption/character development arc for TFA Sentinel

I want to see it, but I don’t think realistically it’ll ever happen outside of fanfiction. At least not out of this continuity

[theeyeofeverything]

"Out of Spite" The Nine Sols AU TEDtalk time. The Path of Trials, part 2

Quick reminder what this is post about: All of the Sols saved by Yi need to go trough a trial, tied to their biggest flaw or fear. Two key figures to help them on a spiritual journey is Yi himself and ShuanShuan!

Sols will redeem themselfs, but only some aspect of them change a little. This path of redemption exist not to abolish their sins to apeman or fellow solarians, no.

This is their way to clear karma to oneself, before they join the great tao... or will they?

3. Jiequan - " Trial of Agony"

Listen, guys like Jiequan...well...they can be redeemed. This is their kind of shtick. He is a sadomasachist and this needs more then help from his friends (he also doesn't have any and would NOT listen to any advise!). However, what I like to do with this type of character is giving them a chance to socialize. This is my genuine belief that giving a murderous character a friend circle they can socialize with is a way to show them that they ARE able to act differently. And they will be rewarded for it.

Yet still, Jiequan for me is not that level of bad (not Overlord mtmte level of bad). I think at this point he might learn how to interact with people normally still... i don't think he would change much. Remove his obsessive behaviour - and this is not Jiequan anymore.

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Jiequan life is always about to proving a point to someone, troughtout all means nessesery. To prove that he can revive the Jie Kingdom. To prove that he is strong. To prove that you deserve your place at the palace, as the Jie heir.

In his childhood the only way to prove that you worth something is violence. Violence is the only way he resolved all of the problems. Not matter was he enduring it or doing it. It was a way to show that you are strong. That you are the leader. To make people respect you. To listen to you. To bring their attention to you.

Jiequan was a lonely kid. The weak kid. Now? He's no more.

He learnd to love violence. When he was a kid, he tried to prove that he would be а better ruler, he would guide Jie Kingdom to the former glory not only through war campains, but through other means. He endured one beating under the other, always managing to stand back. He survived the pain.

Then he embraced it.

He learnd that many of his peers don't understand the way of words. Only the way of pain. You change or you die, so is the life's rule.

And he changed. He changed all right!

He suffered only to become stronger. Every faliure, every drop of his blood and sweat is a way to become a stronger man. He suffered only to bring pain to his enemies. And enemies of his was the enemies of the Jie.

The pain teached him that he should never give up. The pain is effective way to communicate to everyone because all of the living beings understand it. Well, not like him. They don't learn from the pain, they don't understand that life is an embodiment of the agony itself. And heroes are forged in agony.

Vital interaction with Yi: Yi... Yi understands Jiequan. He feel no guilt over using apeman as a power resource. Yi is rejecting the comfort, working himself hard. He is willing to do anything that matters, if it will secure survival of their race. Jiequan liked that in men.

Yi was a living example of his philoshophy. Everyone turned blind eye to his cold cruelty, they liked the guy anyway. Not that much, yeah, but he had his trusted circle of friends and admirers. Eigong, his mentor, was proud of him. He had a loving family. Colleagues are listening to his advice.

Yet Yi was looking a him with disdain. One night they had a chance to talk about the affect of suffering on brains. It's the fisrt time Yi ever talked to him properly, listend to him. It was a good debate, almost civil, when Yi acknowledged that Jiequan has a point. Started non-stop talking about brain research and whatnot. The more Jiequan listen the more he taught that he was right all along. That severe pain makes people think clearer, show who they really are underneath this facade of a person. He wondered: How Yi looked under his coat of cold blood?

It was point of no return, because this is where his obsession with Yi started to grow big. Jiequan wanted to disect him, simultaneously make the man worse and better at the same time. Bring him pain, make him to finally understand how it would change Yi. Make Yi acknoweledge him. Understand his pain.

And when the opportunity came, after 500 years of trying to piss of Yi for good, he did exactly that. He showed Yi the way of the pain. He saw his eyes burning with hate and agony. This was THE moment of his life. Point of no return.

Yet, the result of the torture was...strange. He expected Yi to fight like a beast (and he did so!), but not to...show mercy. Yi said that he's not like Jiequan and tried to prove it. Still, they both know what he did to poor Goumang.

Yi is a cruel, selfish man. They are alike. Jiequan never stopped to prove this to Yi even after his rescue. Even after he brought little birdie to the pavilion. He even brought the Feng girl, whos only good use was being a money bag for his endless endeavours. Heck, he didn't thought that asking to say hi to old guoshi would grant him an opportunity to do that himself.

And Yi? He tried his best to prove Jiequan wrong. Being patient with him, not breaking his legs when he convinced Abacus that he can be of use. Jiequan even worked with fucking Kuafu (who was strangely happy that "such a cool guy" needs his services, ugh) to make for Yi new rhizomatic weapons. Yi thought Jiequan training with him was a ploy. Made Yi to drop his guard to stab him in a back, because by surviving the fight Jiequan "lost his honour" or some shit.

What Yi didn't like that he enjoyed beathing Jiequan to a pulp. Their trainings were bloody, messy and kind of extatic. After their spars Yi felt himself calmer, strangely calmer. Like they both quench their thirst for blood for a present moment, only to surprise each other next time.

Yi didn't catch the exact time he would offer to help to tend Jiequans wounds. The man always was going to the highest point of pavilion to lick his wounds. Saying that this' but a scratch. Still, asking was worth it. Jiequan looked at him like a scared deer on the road. He refused Yi's attemps to help, quitely bleeding in his corner. Looking like a man on the bring of the death, but strangly happy.

He didn't notice when they became closer, enjoying more quiter moments. When Jiequan tried to sooth his pain, bandage his wounds, saying that it must be hurt everytime to return from the dead, maybe he should kiss it better to...

Wait, what the-

Vital interaction with ShuanShuan: I think at first Jiequan saw ShuanShuan as a tool. A mean to get closer to Yi, his get free from jail card. He really did convince Ruyi that he can teach kid how to defend himself.

ShuanShuan was...reluctant. Their training often ended in agrument that apeman child can make people wish to not fight with him. It turned worse when Yi slipped up and said that thanks to Jiequan Yi stopped to beat bad guy's up and brought more friends (that kid obviously adored). It made Jiequan pissed but he can do nothing about it, because if something happened with little brat Yi would bring down all of the New Kunlun with him. Besides there was a little problem. When kid get hurt he started to cry and Jiequan just...starred at him. He was confused. Jiequan long forgot how is it to cry when you feel the pain. Pain of failing, pain of loosing someone, pain of rejection. It's like... it didn't hurt anymore. Or so he convinced himself.

Because everytime Jiequan fights with Yi ends, ShuanShuan is gently tugging his pants and asks: Does this hurt? Jiequan smiles and says that it's not, he'll manage. Kid was in fact the first who offered him compassion, despite Jiequan hurting Yi. Who seen him nervously waithing for root node to spat ot Yi's bruised body. Share their quiet moments, talking (more like barking at each other, but bickering and being annoying is his way to show affection) or reading toghether. Of how Jiequan follows Yi like a shadow, trying to pry emotions out of him.

One day he lets kid stay. Sleep beside him, while Jiequan trying to stop blood gushing out of his guts.

He might understand why Yi is so protective over the kid. He might understand that maybe, just maybe, it hurts when he sees Ji playin with ShuanShuan more often, then with him in his childhood. It hurts when Yi let someone touch him gently, but not him. It pains him to be alone. It pains there is no one to ease the agony. Both his and Yi's.

They are the same. Isolating themselfs from the others to lick their wounds alone. Jiequan hoped that enduring the pain will make him a better person when, in fact, well, it just isolated him. Sometimes pain is just a pain, it just leaves a scar that never stop hurting. It hurts like hell to be alone.

He wants to be comforted and understood. He wants someone - no, Yi - to tend his wounds. He yearns for Yi to touch him out of the battle, to acknowledge his suffering and say that Yi...that Yi... that Yi loves him. The way he is.

So, he will suffer for Yi. Leaving bloody trail of Dusk Guards behind him, so Yi's path become little easier. So the only person to draw Yi's blood would be Jiequan himself. Enemies won't tend Yi's wounds but he will. He will be the only pain Yi needs to expirience in his life EVER. It's his way of protecting Yi. Besides... Yi is the only one who will make Jiequan's pain feel a little bearable.

4. Ji - " Trial of Apathy"

Before we start talkin about Ji let's get one thing clear: I support the headcanon that Ji was somewhat of the parental figure to Jiequan. This will play a role in this au, so, please keep this information in your head. And also, I belive that at somepoint Ji left Jiequan, probably when he was 15 or 18 y.o. to live in Grotto. ____________________________________________________

Ji lived a long life. Maybe, someone less apathetic to the twists and turns of solarian history would say he had a very exciting life. He's a living piece of history, witnessing the rise and end of the empire of Jie, being on both sides of the war in Turbulent Era. He saw the rise of taosism. He saw the new era of technological advansments on the bring of their civilization last breath. He saw death. He saw life. How people he loved come and go, leaving their mark in history of Penglai, but all of them end up joining tao when the day comes. He mourned, at first. He cried, he felt his heart skip a beat everytime hexagramm shown a grimm future of his loved ones.

Then, he stopped to care. He is not just a seer, but a scribe. Scribes are humble observers of the world. Collecting and preserving history, though, Ji always found it humorous. Doesn't scribes tell story through their own perspective? Well, that was a reason he never became a scribe himself.

Why should he? He is just a "lucky guy". He never wished to live that long or forsee future. He never wanted to build an empire or have his own guild. So, he became a silent observer of life, but, he never found a reason to stay and enjoy it. Not anymore. What people call time is just passing by, like a river that flushed every year no matter was there Ji to witness it or not.

He grew tired of life. It was always twisting and turning, but he lost interest in it long ago. The people he loved are no more here, only remnants of them exist in the books of history. And even this remnants are twisting and turning trough the time and lense of the ones who tells the stories of the past.

Truth is: he's a coward. He could end it a long time ago but he was too apathetic to save someone, what about himself. So, he just waited in Grotto. Writing about memories of the past. Preserving what's left of the Lear's and Jietong's legacies.

Vital interaction with Yi: When the Yi arrives to the Grotto, Ji offers him an insight into the future. Ji sees their battle but not the ending of it. It's unclear. What he see is his own shocked face.

And so, when the time comes Yi refuses to finish his job. He says that someone is waiting for him at the pavilion of Four Seasons. Yi says...that Jiequan waiting for him. Alive and well.

And so, the hexagramm was right. His face, after all those years show his shock, because when he checks the fate of his student, the kid he help to raise, he's death...changed. No longer by the hand of Yi but... well. That is interesting.

Ji smiles. He remembers a sertain someone also was able fool his hexagramms. Yi is reminded him of an old friend so...he might stay. Just for a little longer.

Vital ineraction with ShuanShuan: At the pavilion Ji doing the same as in Grotto. Studying others. Observing how they ineract with each other. Living they daily and monotone lives. It's peaceful, like a meditation. Sometimes he even feel nostalgic when Yi and Jiequan yelling and pining at each other. But he is unaware that someone observing... HIM! Kids are curious by nature and so is ShuanShuan. They just silently observe each other from afar, until the day Yi and Ji having yet another late night philosophical debate. ShuanShuan joining them, saying that they both are the two sides of the same coin. They both can't enjoy what life gives them, cherish it and accept that all people must go one day. That it will always hurt to loose. Ji smiles. Kid is smart for his age and very empathetic. It almost like he magicly can read people like an open book.

And so, Ji start thinking. Then talking to ShuanShuan more, giving him one life riddle after the other, discussing it and debating. They both playing with hexagramm predictions, but it seems like ShuanShuan is actually not taking them seriously. Not because he is not beliving in it, no, quite the opposite. It's just... kid belive that fate is not set in stone. He don't care much about future, living a moment and enjoying company of his new big found family.

Getting more comfortable in pavilion make him pick up the pen again and start writing. Kid is also intrested in it, always watching how Ji's pen making simple words in a beautiful construction of sentences. He practicly pealds Ji to teach him how to write like a proper man of the letters. One day, ShuanShuan propose Ji idea of starting a personal journals and share their notes every evening. When they finally finished their reports ShuanShuan is counfused. With the child's proximity he asks: Why there is nothing written about Ji. Not feelings, not even what happened with him. Why collect notes about others life? This is not what ShuanShuan wanted, he wants to know what happend to Ji, not around the pavilion. He wants to know what he thinks, what he likes, who he cares about. He wants a glimpse of his life.

ShuanShuan says that he's not blaming Ji. Kid thinks Ji's just scared to open up because death hurt him. He understands that feeling, but says, the people around is what make pain sooth a little. They will never replace the ones you loved, but they can bring you joy and happiness too.

Ji laughs. Kid is right. He become so passive that he forgot about himself. Slowly dying inside, becoming the living corpse of a man. Library of the memories and nothing more. Maybe he needs to actually talk to the fellow Sols more. Become friends. And embrace his connections to people.

Still, he can't stop looking at his hexagramms. Asking again and again the same question: How he would die? And the hexagramm only showing him a puddle of blood.

When he asks about the others the hexagramms are adamant they will die. And the New Kunlun will go with them.

He know who will survive and who will die, yet, his own fate is unknown. It's like the hexagramms saying to him that, in fact, he is the one who should decide how his own life ends.

Death is always a surprise, after all. So, until then, he will wait - not in the way of stillness, but making it a last story to tell to his dearest friends - Jietong and Lear - when he too join the great Tao. His own story.

Next time, we will talk about the endings of this au. Feel free to ask me anything about this au, I would gladly answer to you!

[ambriel-angstwitch]

Solitaire is a revertation of the manic pixie dream girl trope

Micheal Holden despite being the man would appear to be a manic pixie dream girl - Strange in appearance with some sort of magical quality to him (two eye colors). Described by people as wills or crazy. Overly excited. Loves Disney.

Instead of the manic pixie dream girl revealing the magic, light and joy in the sullen person, the darkness of Micheal Holden is revealed. We see that Micheal has problems just like Tori, he feels incapable, he struggles in school both socially and academically and he’s constantly angry.

That isn’t to say Micheal doesn’t bring joy and magic to Tori’s life because he does. But it’s also expressly not his purpose. The book makes it clear that he’s a real person, a person who doesn’t exist just to help out protagonist. He has his own complex life.

Then to top it all off the boy and girl don’t end up dating or married at the end of the story.

[il3x]

Any idea how more power solves the problem of being a good person?

With more POWER, you can protect your teammates. With more POWER, you can defeat the Aberrant criminals who kill and extort and farm children for Rapture. With more POWER, you can avenge Jaeil. With the right kind of POWER, you could reform the Aberrant Corps from a killer, his killer, into a true hand of justice. You could impose Goodness across the entire world. With enough POWER, you wouldn't even need violence to do it.

And on the smaller scale... POWER can erase your mistakes. Good? You could be perfect.

[tatzelwyrm]

Love that Wolfwood keeps calling Vash Spikey even when Vash is just a mass of wings and feathers.

Wolfwood: Spikey!

"Spikey":

[jumpscaregoose]

scum villain?… is that the name?

scum villain's self saving system my beloved

it's a danmei series by mxtx (wrote heaven official's blessing and the grandmaster of demonic cultivation). it is the only danmei I have ever read and I love it dearly it is so silly (and also fucking insane)

it's about a guy who's a massive hater and gets transmigrated into a novel he was a hater for as a guy who sucks and wife beams a bunch of people while absolutely going through it and having no self awareness whatsoever. shen yuan my little goober

this is a terrible description. I know I have a mutual-in-law who's into svsss come help me out man

[a-writing-otter]

WIP Wednesday - Chapter 6 of The Redemption and Subsequent Death of Bill Cipher

“Am I— Did I interrupt something?” Stan asks a little awkwardly.

“Nah,” Bill, who recovers much faster from gaping at Stan like a fish, leans back into the bench before punching Pine Tree’s shoulder. “Kid was just heading out to go break windows or something.”

“Better hope it’s not these windows or [you’re] cleaning it up,” Stan tells Bill before reaching out, shoving the bill of Pine Tree’s hat down over his eyes. Pine Tree grumbles and fixes it before turning a far brighter smile on Stan.

“Your sister’s looking for you. Something about trying to make a suit out of glitter.”

“Oh. Great.” Pine Tree rubs his face and gets to his feet. “Thanks, Grunkle Stan.”

He goes to the door and pauses to look at Bill for a second.

“Just… you know, I think you’re right. I think things will be okay again soon.”

Bill’s brow furrows as Pine Tree heads back inside before he starts chuckling as he shakes his head.

“Weird kid.”

“They’re receptive,” Stan says as he takes up Pine Tree’s seat and Bill tries not to groan. “Not that you’ve made it exactly hard to miss that things are weird between you and my brother. I think the temperature in the room drops by ten degrees every time one of you walks into it. And I thought things were bad with my ex-wife! Ha!”

Bill winces at that, pulling a face as he leans forward to bury his face in his hands.

“Yeah, well, we weren’t even dating—“

“No, you two were just sucking face anytime you were left unsupervised.”

“Please, Pine Tree already got onto me for this. I fucked up and—“

“Summoned a demon, yeah, I heard.”

Bill’s blood runs cold and he looks between his fingers at Stan. …he’s not swinging, he’s not snarling, and Bill can say he’s almost positive that this isn’t Stan then.

“…and you’re cool with that?”

“What? Oh, no, absolutely not. I almost strangled you in your sleep when my brother told me.”

Billy, admittedly, feels a little better with that admission.

“He also said that you came to him to get rid of said demon.”

“Yeah, well… I don’t know. Taking over the universe is so last year.”

Stan snorts at that.

“You’re, like, really cool with that?” Bill tries again. “Don’t want to, I don’t know, punch me in the eye?”

Now Stan shrugs.

“I wouldn’t go that far, but I think watching you walk around on eggshells, convinced one of us is going to take a swing at you or tell the Axolotl—“

“Axo— Oh, wait, no, you said it right.”

“I listen. I’m just saying, you know, you with your tail between your legs ain’t a bad look. Certainly makes me feel better.”

“…but, like, the whole breaking your brother’s heart? Trying to take over the universe? You’re sure you’ve got no murder held in your very large, very family-oriented heart?”

“Don’t go tempting me, Cipher, but… Ford’s an adult, you’re… maybe an adult, I don’t know, how do demons age?”

“Depends,” Bill admits, pulling a face. “Interdimensional demons live to about a hundred millennia or so, sometimes longer if they take care of themselves.”

“You said you were a dream demon though,” Stan remembers.

“Yeah, well, that’s a little more… complicated.”

Stan cracks open his pitt cola and gestures to Bill. He debates for a second before taking in a deep breath and sighing.

“I was born an interdimensional demon, a very precocious, adorable thing. Even though they’re relatively harmless, mostly brokers for deals made between species, they’ve got their own power. It doesn’t help that I was born… different.”

Bill’s voice gets soft, thoughtful.

“They tried to understand me, probably. They couldn’t though. A world full of two-dimensional idiots, they never understood what I saw, understood how I felt. So it was, you know, a little…”

“Othering?” Stan offers and Bill nods.

“Othering. Everyone adored me. ‘Special Billy’, ‘unique Billy’, ‘Billy who sees things no one else can see’.” […crazy Billy.]

Bill grips the bench a little too tight, knuckles turning white as he looks down at the ground.

“I won’t bore you with the sob story of a universe lost to a monster,” and maybe because it’s bad enough to admit it to Ford, admitting it to Stan who he still doesn’t trust not to come swinging at him is another thing, “but I ended up alone. I was drifting through time and space for, easily, a couple millennia. I spent a lot of time floating amongst the stars I’d stared at so long. I saw galaxies born, galaxies die; I saw nebulae explode and reform; stars would go through entire lifecycles in front of my eyes. It was me and the cosmos, so I guess I didn’t feel alone.

[delusinaldreamer19]

Please give me black butler fanfic recs…I haven’t had the time to read anything is so long.

I’ll take Dadbastian, angst, AU’s, a ship fic if it comes highly recommended, just anything. Give me the best you got.

I’m sure there’s something out there that I haven’t read already 😭

[purplebass]

I've only just realized as I reread adsom, that agos is the first book in the series where we first see Rhy and Holland as they are and not as compulsed beings. When both are introduced, Holland has just given Rhy the compulsion amulet and the spell lasts until it is broken. Kell binds his life to his thanks to the black stone so he can save him, although Rhy won't ever feel like himself again because he feels like he's just borrowing a life. A similar thing happens to Holland. We see even less of the real him, because he's also compulsed and has a possession mark until Athos dies (Rhy and Kell also share a mark after they're bound). Holland is tired of suffering and he sees dying as liberating. Yet, Osaron saves him, promising him things. Holland is able to come back and reason with his will but he is still bound to the monster who saved his life. Oh, one last parallel is that Holland is a king. Rhy will officially become a king at the end of the series