Homestuck but I try to be bad at kinks

  • 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

  • Schwarzschild Wasn’t in Her Books

    Something in the back of Jade’s sprite mind told her it had to be a conscious decision. To stop the ship. To mourn. So that’s that she did. Decided. Her friends were gone – and Dave – even if there was a non-feathered version of him on the other side, it wasn’t the one who… Continue reading

  • When You Can Make The Binder Better

    John Egbert stormed out of the room – an outcome completely anticipated by one Miss Jade Harley, Witch of Space. As soon as his stomping had fallen out of earshot, the girl who had been returning his insults relaxed and smiled. “well, that will get me a day before he tries find me to apologize,… Continue reading

  • The Other Genetic Material

    Dreambubbles are… unstable things. Blink, and everything can change. Especially when you’re alone. So one learns not to blink involuntarily; not an easy task, whether ones spent years or sweeps doing so. But sleep will come. The mind craves for something different. It wanders off to its carapace-filled dreams, dreams that only get stranger once… Continue reading

  • Four Doses, 310ml Each

    Rose winced.“Is There A Problem?” Kanaya looked up from the rug she was trying to maneuver into place.“I… was just wondering why trolls seemed to be avoiding this room – and got a flash,” Rose wandered over to a dent in the wall, lightly traced the cracks that radiated from it, “I suppose I’ll get… Continue reading