Homestuck but I try to be bad at kinks

  • Home Cooked Meal

    Jane was outside, for once. And for this, her father was grateful. He would have been just as grateful as well if she had stayed inside and was helping clean the cookery now, but that came with the risk she’d grab bites from the lunch he’d just prepared as she didn’t quite scrub the pans… Continue reading

  • Cageless in Principle

    Chapter 1: A Courtesy Chapter Text “Your name is Vriska Serket.” There was little else to suggest to the contrary. Even if you found yourself rather numb at the moment. “You will probably not remember this meeting – directly. As a light aspect user, there’s always the chance you could come across the memory. Regardless,… Continue reading

  • A Variant Epilogue for Another

    Jasprosesprite^2 found herself in the ruin of a battleship – acres of twisted metal in a crater that had pierced rock. The air was scented with exotic fuels that might still combust disasterously. Nobody here had any right to pilot a spaceship. There was a sob. And ugly sob, in the distance. And Jasprose bee-lined… Continue reading

  • Alarmingly Frequent Incedents

    ♪It’s eight – oh -three and the clock did not go off,♪ Jasprosesprite^2 did not need to let another line of the ditty pound through her head to decide it was horrible, infantile – but it was the voices that declared it that made her pause before thinking to examine anything else. There were a… Continue reading

  • Tricksters all the way Down

    “SCREW YOUR MANIME SORD…. MARY ME AND HAFE MY BOIBIES!!!!!!!” It was like Roxy. And very much not like Roxy. “I’ll use it, I swear! It’s sharp! And it’s Awesome! And…” Dirk was, for once, in a panic, “It’s a Sword!” His sword wasn’t actually out. “SHUSH YOUR MOUTH AM MABE BEUBITUL LOAF TO YOU… Continue reading

  • The Next Step Went a bit Squishy

    Chapter 1 Her Imperious Condescension slept. It had felt like sweeps she’d spent awake, as she made her way into the strange recuperacoon. No – the Campaign… that had been sweeps. But now – forget it’s old name, it was her land now – the previous queen of this castle’s soon-to-be-corpse was strung up on… Continue reading

  • The Grand Restructure

    Kanaya hard argued for what would be, essentially, a large petri dish, with Rose’s form stretched across it. It would make it easy to check the status of her bones, whether they had sublimated into the rest of her sopor-modified form, and obviously a larger surface area wouldn’t harm the process.Rose was not convinced. “Sublimated”… Continue reading

  • In Lieu of Resources, Display

    Dream bubbles weren’t really a hivegroup of gossip – it was only when the rare Aranea came round that one heard about wider goings-on, about an army of dead trolls, about a few dozen timelines worth of laboratories on meteors flying through paradox space with various combinations of Alternian trolls and alien humans on them.… Continue reading

  • Drinking Buddies for a Night

    “I’m your sprite, honeybuns, you can’t tell me you can’t pull something suitable from your ass.” Jasprosesprite^2 floated just above the bar-stool, in their usual kaleidoscope of color. The place was dead enough the bartender had stepped out for a smoke from a candy cigar. “i cn pull anythin from mai ass you want kitten.”… Continue reading

  • But What Would Real Sopor Do

    The bucket was as heavy as one might expect a full bucket to be – which would not have been any issue if for the pair of reasons for keeping it away from Kanaya Maryam’s line of sight. The first was of course, the fears that trolls tended to associate with buckets from the moment… Continue reading