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TOTAL: 19 195 words! :DDDDDDDDDD
POSTED: uh, that's just the meme ficlets. .___.
-NaruSasu... IN SPACE!!, Sasuke meets some more clone-y in-laws (three comments! This is off to a good start. >__>) (1 422 words)
-Psychic wolves: Heero & Mary prequel (525 words)
-Jet/Zuko sequel from that Jet/Zuko/Katara thing (729 words)
-Byakuya POV from Ichigo Has Two Girlfriends : Brother In Law Edition (134 words)
-Amateur Palemates Smuttin It Up!! now featuring kinky!auspistice!Karkat. Gamzee POV. (1 173 words)
-Waterbender!Heero, training. (GW/AtLA fusionthing) (519 words)
-Sasuke/Juugo sequel to the Team Hebi Does Sasuke fic (739 words)
WIP:
-Teamwork: Wedding, start of chapter 2 (1 347 words)
-Gundam Wing: Lone Wolf and Pilot, chapt.1 scenes 1&2 (3 698 words)
-Homestuck: Another sequel to Amateur Palemates (.__.) (521 words)
-Homestuck: Garden, part of Chapter 2 (8 388 words)
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Teamwork: Wedding, start of chapter 2
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It wasn't like he never got to see Sasuke naked. They lived together (hence changing clothes next to each other), shared the same bed at night (hence getting ready for bed next to each other, oh and all that sex they were supposed to have), etcetera. At the public baths, in full daylight, with only a small towel draped over his lap as he poured a bucket of water over his head, though, it ought to have been different.
If the stench of mud and pig manure hadn't been enough to ruin the mood, the fact that if he glanced at Sasuke he inevitably caught an eyeful of naked Sai as well would have done it.
Kakashi-sensei had long fled -- asshole had of course mostly stood off to the side giving advice on how best to drag all that muck out of the clogged riverbed, which meant he was clean enough to go and report on another successful C-rank. Naruto would have bet he'd absconded so fast because of all that potential for inter-student butt-ogling, though.
Man, he wished.
"All that manual labor was a change of pace," Sai commented cheerily from Sasuke's other side. "I rarely get the opportunity on my usual missions."
Sasuke of course pretended he'd been struck deaf and nothing was more important than scrubbing sticky, stinky mud from in-between his toes.
Which involved bending over.
Which involved Naruto getting an eyeful of unhealthily pasty Sai hip along with still-freaky-pale-but-not-that-pale Uchiha dorsal muscles and fine ass, so Naruto didn't even get a full second to think to himself 'yup, I sure tapped that'.
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Gundam Wing: Lone Wolf and Pilot
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The wolves were looking at each other, Killer with his head low and his ears tilted doubtfully back, but already inching before Duo like he might need to protect him, the other wolf sitting regal with his feet perfectly placed, maybe a little curious behind the calm.
New one. Greeting. Almost words, wrapped up in a sense of patience, something Duo might translate, snooty language and all, as 'I have no desire to fight you, though if you start it I have no issue with finishing it.'
Killer lifted the undertone from his mind and his ruff started prickling up, his tail stiffened. He didn't growl; he never did, when he meant it. Duo caught a fistful of fur and gave a tug. No fighting. Spaceport. Nobody's turf.
Wufei's left eyebrow arched pointedly. "Friendly."
"Oh, shut up." Duo had to breathe in and out, shed his wolf's unease and irritation, that itch to know where they stood, if the not-quite-stranger was an enemy or an alpha or an inferior to protect or what. He didn't want to start arguing with Wufei, they had enough potential issues that might blow up at the merest wrong touch and Duo really wanted to let sleeping wolves lie.
Even though it still stuck in his throat that the last time he'd been on the same battlefield as Wufei they'd been on opposite sides of it. However brief that had been.
Enemy?
No. Just -- no, no. He was being stupid. A stupid puppy. Grown up now.
Okay. Deep breath. Step forward. Offer hand. "Hey, oh-five."
He was greeted by silence, for a second, two, and then the red and black wolf tilted his head to look up at Wufei and Wufei nodded a slow, deep-in-thought nod and took his hand. "Hey, oh-two."
Shake. Duo couldn't help but fling him a smirk; hah, the iceman unbent! kind of thought.
Iceman used to be (corditenitroglycerineblood) Yuy, I thought.
"--Gack."
And now Wufei was smirking back, thin and mocking, playful like a tiger would be -- run or fight you'd end up savaged either way, but at least the tiger would have fun. "You're broadcasting."
"Aw, shut up. I'm not. It's not like I -- how the fuck does it even work?"
Wufei shrugged. "Killer speaks to Glenfiddich, who speaks to me?"
Duo transferred his glare on his brother. Killer flipped an ear back in annoyance. Not. Not talking. The red and black wolf snorted; it sounded like one of Wufei's snorts, not out of any need to sneeze, just a need to underline his incredulous mockery.
"You've been Killer's brother longer than I've been Glenfiddich's. You should know this." Concern came through before he could get offended, and Wufei's eyes, sober for once, not mocking or distant. Duo breathed out and tried to loosen the muscles in his shoulders without being too obvious about it.
"Yeah, well, not like there's a big pack up there to chat with." He sighed, looked at Glenfiddich straight on. His markings were really sharply delimited, more like a German Shepherd's black saddle than a wolf's more blurred coat, but then again Killer did have some facial markings that came out a bit Husky at the edges. He supposed that was what came out of centuries of semi-controlled breeding. He offered his hand, palm up, shushing Killer's unease, ignoring the way he pushed his muzzle close so he could counter-bite if Glenfiddich made a wrong move. "Hey, Glen. Nice to meet you properly."
The scent of alcohol filled his nose, sharp and smooth, and hints of some big Earth animal -- exhaustion-sweat through fur -- over snow. "Stag," Wufei said, and then rolled his eyes a bit. "Stag and whisky. His official name is 'Evening at a Hunting Lodge on the Last Day of Deer Season'."
Duo cracked up. Just pure and simple cracked up, folding in two as he choked on uncontrollable giggles. He knew Killer was head-tilting at him in confusion (the fuck were those mouth-noises so funny), and he knew the rare people who had any reason to pass by -- mostly spaceport employees carrying things around -- were just plain stopping by to stare at the tableau, but he -- the way Wufei had rolled his eyes as he recited it, and the name, oh god, the name.
"Ah, phew, sorry. It's just -- so snooty."
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Homestuck: Another sequel to Amateur Palemates .__.
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"So." He rubbed his palms over his jeans, swallowed. His throat was tight. "... So. Just to -- I've just got to ask a last time. Are you sure?"
He'd have gotten annoyed at the first repeat, personally, but Gamzee was still patient for the fourth. "Hey, bro, you know I'm chill about this. Got nothing to be ashamed of, right?"
"... Right. Yeah. Okay." Yeah. Who was he fooling. Gamzee wasn't the one having the attack of nerves, Karkat was, they both knew that; Gamzee was just letting him pretend otherwise.
He'd always wondered how he would know serendipity when it came, but it wasn't hard, not the way it had smacked him in the face. He knew bone-deep they were fated, a perfect fit. Ruining it with his stupid was not to be borne, which meant Karkat had to get himself to the stage of demanding things and having needs and trusting his pale partner to fulfill them already. Selfish as fuck not to, keeping them unbalanced thanks to his misplaced pride.
Yeah. if he could sell it to himself as something he was asking so Gamzee felt he was pulling his weight, he'd... fall into the same bullshit mindset of 'he needs me more than I need him' and fuck that noise.
Karkat was the one with the abnormal want Gamzee was indulging.
Karkat was the one with the perfect, beautiful life bond. He squared his shoulders. "Okay. Let's do this."
He went to the pile, lowered himself slowly onto his knees at the edge. Gamzee waited for him, reclined across movie cases and bottles of Faygo, limbs loose and smile ... Karkat was sure he was the only one who ever got to see that smile -- not a vacuous grin, just a slight quirk of the lips, fond and a little tender and a lot 'it's so pitiful how out of sorts you get over this, I can't get over it', only in Makaraese it probably came out as 'd'aw, palebro, so cuterrified, lemme cuddle the nerves outta you'.
(It was probably a sign of how ridiculously, brain-dribblingly in pity he was that the second version, mangled as it was, made him want to go 'aw' right back.)
Karkat was willing to let him do that. The cuddle thing. Hell, he'd better be doing that, and soon. Karkat's back was one block of steel-clenched muscle and twitching skin and unhappy warning tingles.
The door's open you grubnut, you're turning your back on an open door, how pancracked are you it's not safe no no stop, but Gamzee reached out to him and hooked a hand behind his neck and tugged him down into his chest, and Karkat went, flop, slumping like a scalemate cut out of Terezi's tree.
"Nothing too -- too much, okay?" he muttered into Gamzee's chest, and then he burrowed against his neck so no one would see the way his cheeks burned.
Gamzee hummed under his breath, shifted a little so they fit, ribs and gangly limbs and all aligning somehow.
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Homestuck: Garden
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"The lioness wonders why her crab friend looks so crabby. She says, he will have wrinkles before he's even ten sweeps old!"
And then she licks the pad of her thumb and tries to rub the spot between your brows like it's a smudge of dirt she can actually erase. You flail in protest and try to dodge, but while you were deep in thought Nepeta has reclaimed your arm. Again. How did you not notice, it is simply ridiculous. You are trapped, there is nowhere to go, and now you have catgirl spit on your face!
You flail your free hand in her direction a bit, though you don't get it too close in case she captures that one as well. "Stop slobbering all over me! That's disgusting, holy grubmunching fuck."
"Karkitty, why are you frowning." She scowls at you. It looks like a caricature of John's Serious Face.
"I'm not frowning, my face is just that way, okay. It's a birth defect, now shut up and go back to the despair pit of nerd hell you came from."
"Nyaa?" she says, and tilts her head like a dizzy, horn-shaken wiggler.
"No, seriously. There's nothing to frown about, everything's been going really well since --" You feel your frown deepening this time; you turn your face away; "--since then, no blisters, no food gone bad, we keep finding fresh streams to drink from..."
"Yes! It's grrrreat, isn't it!"
"No it's not. It's weird as fuck! Shit happens. Shit happening is a constant in all of our lives. When shit is not happening it's because shit is happening in areas we have not come across yet and it's in the process of piling up high enough for a shit tsunami, which will conveniently start whenever we happen to walk by that lovely and insufficient shit dam. Welcome to MiddleOfExcrementLakeVille, Population: You."
Nepeta is giggling against your shoulder, since both her hands are clamped onto your arm. You consider shrugging her off, it feels weird, but at least she's smart enough to muffle her voice while the lot of you are walking in an unknown forest a couple hours before dawn like a bunch of ambush-bait idiots.
"... Honestly it's come to a point where I'm pretty sure Vriska sucked out all of that asshole village's luck as revenge for making John sadface."
(As much of a selfish, grandstanding bitch as Vriska is, you find you're almost ready to like her just for how furiously she will defend him. Thankfully the impulse to do so only lasts as long as it takes for her to open her wordhole.)
You glance around for said Vriska, since her babysitter is busy flirting with someone else at the moment. (Goddamn you get that romance is great as fuck but honestly! You thought you could depend on Aradia and Kanaya, but apparently making moobeast eyes at their matesprit... or what ever the fuck Feferi is to Aradia, seriously Sollux can see you, girls ... won against making sure their respective threats-to-keep-at-heel didn't fuck off into the night or otherwise provoke some kind of calamity.)
(Your own threat-to-keep-at-heel is currently ambling beside Tavros and making him blush brown to the tip of his ears, and looking remarkably casual about it. You Do Not Want To Know. Most likely Gamzee is oversharing and doesn't realize. Or thinks it's cute to fuck with people and watch them fluster themselves into an early grave. You're his moirail and you can't tell which it is.)
Nepeta has progressed from giggles to laugh-snorting, for some arcane reason you are quite happy never to unravel. Your shoulder is going to be covered in forest green snot.
"The lioness agrees this is furry likely! Vriskers is sooo red for John. Oh, I want my paints...!"
You grimace, but there's no refuting it.
"It's so sweet that she would do that fur him."
"Yeah, it's also just fucking damn sweet that she did it behind everyone's back and didn't mention it later apart from that really creepy smirk so we can have things ready in case they, you know, figure it out and retaliate. Planning ahead? No, not us, who needs that."
To be honest with yourself (no one will ever hear this, not Nepeta, not even Gamzee, and certainly not Vriska) you probably should scold Vriska for pissing off people who might come at you with pitchforks, no matter how unlikely it is they'll figure it out -- holy nookchafing fuck teamwork is actually a word that exists! with official spelling and a definition, even! -- but you're really just upset you didn't think to order her to do it first.
TOTAL: 19 195 words! :DDDDDDDDDD
POSTED: uh, that's just the meme ficlets. .___.
-NaruSasu... IN SPACE!!, Sasuke meets some more clone-y in-laws (three comments! This is off to a good start. >__>) (1 422 words)
-Psychic wolves: Heero & Mary prequel (525 words)
-Jet/Zuko sequel from that Jet/Zuko/Katara thing (729 words)
-Byakuya POV from Ichigo Has Two Girlfriends : Brother In Law Edition (134 words)
-Amateur Palemates Smuttin It Up!! now featuring kinky!auspistice!Karkat. Gamzee POV. (1 173 words)
-Waterbender!Heero, training. (GW/AtLA fusionthing) (519 words)
-Sasuke/Juugo sequel to the Team Hebi Does Sasuke fic (739 words)
WIP:
-Teamwork: Wedding, start of chapter 2 (1 347 words)
-Gundam Wing: Lone Wolf and Pilot, chapt.1 scenes 1&2 (3 698 words)
-Homestuck: Another sequel to Amateur Palemates (.__.) (521 words)
-Homestuck: Garden, part of Chapter 2 (8 388 words)
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Teamwork: Wedding, start of chapter 2
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It wasn't like he never got to see Sasuke naked. They lived together (hence changing clothes next to each other), shared the same bed at night (hence getting ready for bed next to each other, oh and all that sex they were supposed to have), etcetera. At the public baths, in full daylight, with only a small towel draped over his lap as he poured a bucket of water over his head, though, it ought to have been different.
If the stench of mud and pig manure hadn't been enough to ruin the mood, the fact that if he glanced at Sasuke he inevitably caught an eyeful of naked Sai as well would have done it.
Kakashi-sensei had long fled -- asshole had of course mostly stood off to the side giving advice on how best to drag all that muck out of the clogged riverbed, which meant he was clean enough to go and report on another successful C-rank. Naruto would have bet he'd absconded so fast because of all that potential for inter-student butt-ogling, though.
Man, he wished.
"All that manual labor was a change of pace," Sai commented cheerily from Sasuke's other side. "I rarely get the opportunity on my usual missions."
Sasuke of course pretended he'd been struck deaf and nothing was more important than scrubbing sticky, stinky mud from in-between his toes.
Which involved bending over.
Which involved Naruto getting an eyeful of unhealthily pasty Sai hip along with still-freaky-pale-but-not-that-pale Uchiha dorsal muscles and fine ass, so Naruto didn't even get a full second to think to himself 'yup, I sure tapped that'.
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Gundam Wing: Lone Wolf and Pilot
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The wolves were looking at each other, Killer with his head low and his ears tilted doubtfully back, but already inching before Duo like he might need to protect him, the other wolf sitting regal with his feet perfectly placed, maybe a little curious behind the calm.
New one. Greeting. Almost words, wrapped up in a sense of patience, something Duo might translate, snooty language and all, as 'I have no desire to fight you, though if you start it I have no issue with finishing it.'
Killer lifted the undertone from his mind and his ruff started prickling up, his tail stiffened. He didn't growl; he never did, when he meant it. Duo caught a fistful of fur and gave a tug. No fighting. Spaceport. Nobody's turf.
Wufei's left eyebrow arched pointedly. "Friendly."
"Oh, shut up." Duo had to breathe in and out, shed his wolf's unease and irritation, that itch to know where they stood, if the not-quite-stranger was an enemy or an alpha or an inferior to protect or what. He didn't want to start arguing with Wufei, they had enough potential issues that might blow up at the merest wrong touch and Duo really wanted to let sleeping wolves lie.
Even though it still stuck in his throat that the last time he'd been on the same battlefield as Wufei they'd been on opposite sides of it. However brief that had been.
Enemy?
No. Just -- no, no. He was being stupid. A stupid puppy. Grown up now.
Okay. Deep breath. Step forward. Offer hand. "Hey, oh-five."
He was greeted by silence, for a second, two, and then the red and black wolf tilted his head to look up at Wufei and Wufei nodded a slow, deep-in-thought nod and took his hand. "Hey, oh-two."
Shake. Duo couldn't help but fling him a smirk; hah, the iceman unbent! kind of thought.
Iceman used to be (corditenitroglycerineblood) Yuy, I thought.
"--Gack."
And now Wufei was smirking back, thin and mocking, playful like a tiger would be -- run or fight you'd end up savaged either way, but at least the tiger would have fun. "You're broadcasting."
"Aw, shut up. I'm not. It's not like I -- how the fuck does it even work?"
Wufei shrugged. "Killer speaks to Glenfiddich, who speaks to me?"
Duo transferred his glare on his brother. Killer flipped an ear back in annoyance. Not. Not talking. The red and black wolf snorted; it sounded like one of Wufei's snorts, not out of any need to sneeze, just a need to underline his incredulous mockery.
"You've been Killer's brother longer than I've been Glenfiddich's. You should know this." Concern came through before he could get offended, and Wufei's eyes, sober for once, not mocking or distant. Duo breathed out and tried to loosen the muscles in his shoulders without being too obvious about it.
"Yeah, well, not like there's a big pack up there to chat with." He sighed, looked at Glenfiddich straight on. His markings were really sharply delimited, more like a German Shepherd's black saddle than a wolf's more blurred coat, but then again Killer did have some facial markings that came out a bit Husky at the edges. He supposed that was what came out of centuries of semi-controlled breeding. He offered his hand, palm up, shushing Killer's unease, ignoring the way he pushed his muzzle close so he could counter-bite if Glenfiddich made a wrong move. "Hey, Glen. Nice to meet you properly."
The scent of alcohol filled his nose, sharp and smooth, and hints of some big Earth animal -- exhaustion-sweat through fur -- over snow. "Stag," Wufei said, and then rolled his eyes a bit. "Stag and whisky. His official name is 'Evening at a Hunting Lodge on the Last Day of Deer Season'."
Duo cracked up. Just pure and simple cracked up, folding in two as he choked on uncontrollable giggles. He knew Killer was head-tilting at him in confusion (the fuck were those mouth-noises so funny), and he knew the rare people who had any reason to pass by -- mostly spaceport employees carrying things around -- were just plain stopping by to stare at the tableau, but he -- the way Wufei had rolled his eyes as he recited it, and the name, oh god, the name.
"Ah, phew, sorry. It's just -- so snooty."
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Homestuck: Another sequel to Amateur Palemates .__.
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"So." He rubbed his palms over his jeans, swallowed. His throat was tight. "... So. Just to -- I've just got to ask a last time. Are you sure?"
He'd have gotten annoyed at the first repeat, personally, but Gamzee was still patient for the fourth. "Hey, bro, you know I'm chill about this. Got nothing to be ashamed of, right?"
"... Right. Yeah. Okay." Yeah. Who was he fooling. Gamzee wasn't the one having the attack of nerves, Karkat was, they both knew that; Gamzee was just letting him pretend otherwise.
He'd always wondered how he would know serendipity when it came, but it wasn't hard, not the way it had smacked him in the face. He knew bone-deep they were fated, a perfect fit. Ruining it with his stupid was not to be borne, which meant Karkat had to get himself to the stage of demanding things and having needs and trusting his pale partner to fulfill them already. Selfish as fuck not to, keeping them unbalanced thanks to his misplaced pride.
Yeah. if he could sell it to himself as something he was asking so Gamzee felt he was pulling his weight, he'd... fall into the same bullshit mindset of 'he needs me more than I need him' and fuck that noise.
Karkat was the one with the abnormal want Gamzee was indulging.
Karkat was the one with the perfect, beautiful life bond. He squared his shoulders. "Okay. Let's do this."
He went to the pile, lowered himself slowly onto his knees at the edge. Gamzee waited for him, reclined across movie cases and bottles of Faygo, limbs loose and smile ... Karkat was sure he was the only one who ever got to see that smile -- not a vacuous grin, just a slight quirk of the lips, fond and a little tender and a lot 'it's so pitiful how out of sorts you get over this, I can't get over it', only in Makaraese it probably came out as 'd'aw, palebro, so cuterrified, lemme cuddle the nerves outta you'.
(It was probably a sign of how ridiculously, brain-dribblingly in pity he was that the second version, mangled as it was, made him want to go 'aw' right back.)
Karkat was willing to let him do that. The cuddle thing. Hell, he'd better be doing that, and soon. Karkat's back was one block of steel-clenched muscle and twitching skin and unhappy warning tingles.
The door's open you grubnut, you're turning your back on an open door, how pancracked are you it's not safe no no stop, but Gamzee reached out to him and hooked a hand behind his neck and tugged him down into his chest, and Karkat went, flop, slumping like a scalemate cut out of Terezi's tree.
"Nothing too -- too much, okay?" he muttered into Gamzee's chest, and then he burrowed against his neck so no one would see the way his cheeks burned.
Gamzee hummed under his breath, shifted a little so they fit, ribs and gangly limbs and all aligning somehow.
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Homestuck: Garden
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"The lioness wonders why her crab friend looks so crabby. She says, he will have wrinkles before he's even ten sweeps old!"
And then she licks the pad of her thumb and tries to rub the spot between your brows like it's a smudge of dirt she can actually erase. You flail in protest and try to dodge, but while you were deep in thought Nepeta has reclaimed your arm. Again. How did you not notice, it is simply ridiculous. You are trapped, there is nowhere to go, and now you have catgirl spit on your face!
You flail your free hand in her direction a bit, though you don't get it too close in case she captures that one as well. "Stop slobbering all over me! That's disgusting, holy grubmunching fuck."
"Karkitty, why are you frowning." She scowls at you. It looks like a caricature of John's Serious Face.
"I'm not frowning, my face is just that way, okay. It's a birth defect, now shut up and go back to the despair pit of nerd hell you came from."
"Nyaa?" she says, and tilts her head like a dizzy, horn-shaken wiggler.
"No, seriously. There's nothing to frown about, everything's been going really well since --" You feel your frown deepening this time; you turn your face away; "--since then, no blisters, no food gone bad, we keep finding fresh streams to drink from..."
"Yes! It's grrrreat, isn't it!"
"No it's not. It's weird as fuck! Shit happens. Shit happening is a constant in all of our lives. When shit is not happening it's because shit is happening in areas we have not come across yet and it's in the process of piling up high enough for a shit tsunami, which will conveniently start whenever we happen to walk by that lovely and insufficient shit dam. Welcome to MiddleOfExcrementLakeVille, Population: You."
Nepeta is giggling against your shoulder, since both her hands are clamped onto your arm. You consider shrugging her off, it feels weird, but at least she's smart enough to muffle her voice while the lot of you are walking in an unknown forest a couple hours before dawn like a bunch of ambush-bait idiots.
"... Honestly it's come to a point where I'm pretty sure Vriska sucked out all of that asshole village's luck as revenge for making John sadface."
(As much of a selfish, grandstanding bitch as Vriska is, you find you're almost ready to like her just for how furiously she will defend him. Thankfully the impulse to do so only lasts as long as it takes for her to open her wordhole.)
You glance around for said Vriska, since her babysitter is busy flirting with someone else at the moment. (Goddamn you get that romance is great as fuck but honestly! You thought you could depend on Aradia and Kanaya, but apparently making moobeast eyes at their matesprit... or what ever the fuck Feferi is to Aradia, seriously Sollux can see you, girls ... won against making sure their respective threats-to-keep-at-heel didn't fuck off into the night or otherwise provoke some kind of calamity.)
(Your own threat-to-keep-at-heel is currently ambling beside Tavros and making him blush brown to the tip of his ears, and looking remarkably casual about it. You Do Not Want To Know. Most likely Gamzee is oversharing and doesn't realize. Or thinks it's cute to fuck with people and watch them fluster themselves into an early grave. You're his moirail and you can't tell which it is.)
Nepeta has progressed from giggles to laugh-snorting, for some arcane reason you are quite happy never to unravel. Your shoulder is going to be covered in forest green snot.
"The lioness agrees this is furry likely! Vriskers is sooo red for John. Oh, I want my paints...!"
You grimace, but there's no refuting it.
"It's so sweet that she would do that fur him."
"Yeah, it's also just fucking damn sweet that she did it behind everyone's back and didn't mention it later apart from that really creepy smirk so we can have things ready in case they, you know, figure it out and retaliate. Planning ahead? No, not us, who needs that."
To be honest with yourself (no one will ever hear this, not Nepeta, not even Gamzee, and certainly not Vriska) you probably should scold Vriska for pissing off people who might come at you with pitchforks, no matter how unlikely it is they'll figure it out -- holy nookchafing fuck teamwork is actually a word that exists! with official spelling and a definition, even! -- but you're really just upset you didn't think to order her to do it first.
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but you're really just upset you didn't think to order her to do it first
THIS <3
And all her stupid puns and they way Karkat is all LETGO but actually he's not trying to hard because HE HAS TO FIX EVERYONE HE IS FRIENDLEADER.
(It was probably a sign of how ridiculously, brain-dribblingly in pity he was that the second version, mangled as it was, made him want to go 'aw' right back.)
And and and and this and how insecure he is and just fff<3
His paranoia and aaousdhaosd
Naruto would have bet he'd absconded -> Casual homestuck reference? (I keep using it in coversations hahahah)
Also his reference to ew-SAI and ooh-Sasuke~
You have successfully degenrated me into a pile of babbling glee.
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:D :D >:D When it's complete!
bwahaha.Karkat secretly likes Nepeta. Karkat secretly likes EVERYONE. even Eridan and Vriska. (okay, Vriska less but that's cause he's a bit jealous. XD)
absconded was a neat word before Homestuck! but um yeah, I wanted a "run away" but funnier and snotty and that's what came out from sheer habit. XD
You have successfully degenrated me into a pile of babbling glee.
BWAHAHAHA. Score! >:D
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The depth of my thing for them ohgod.
I finally caught up to the latest chapter and the dream bubble with them almost made me teary. ;~;
Karkat obviously does secretly like everyone. XDDD
I reread them all again and just bwehehehe<333
Also what did the village people do? I MUST KNOW. <C And I really should read Gundam wing. hrrr. I've read a companion to wolves. c:
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I like how Vriska seemed ready to change herself for John and how he just believes in her. It's a bit sad that I don't love Vriska herself, or I'd probably ship it all over the place.
... oh fine i'll spoil you a bit. XD
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Though I am generally not a fan of watching things. /chinstroke
Who would EVER believe that?
(hmm, he'd make a good assassin.)
Oh god Karkitty you are full of contradictions and I love you for it.
His distaste and anger at the other humans but it's not for HIM it's for their humans and they can't leave - I mean.
"..That'll be fine. Whatever."
And Nepeta is much more open about it and yet she's prodding Karkat too and also how the humans are all like THIRTY DUN DUN
no. really, no. That's like, double!
-Inland? Does that meant the surviving/dominant trolls (ie. not-zombies) are the seadwellers?
And and:
but she has somehow become a horrorterror-lioness while you weren't paying attention and all her suckers are glued onto you
Oh god. xDDD This made me laugh. Maybe her hat has Rose horror-terror powers in it.
It's too late, you will never escape. You keep trying anyway.
And this sums up Karkat really well and and and.
Bawwwww I love every sentence of this spoiling it is the BEST spoiling and just in time (well early but ssh it counts) for my birthdayyy~
Also I need to be born one day later. =n=
Then I would have a homestuck birthday.
/random interjection
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-Inland? Does that meant the surviving/dominant trolls (ie. not-zombies) are the seadwellers?
and nah, all the hemospectrum variations are out there, just so happens in this area of the map the trolls have most of the coast. S'a big world out there. I mean seatrolls are still socially dominant but they're still one of the smallest castes in pure numbers, the mother grubs' ratio hasn't changed.
Happy birthday, hon!
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Okay!~<3
I'm really excited. xD;
41 days till I'm eighteen!
..And yes I now realise that made me sound like a child.
And I have a very mature response to that.
>P
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Ah, so Quatre is the one without a bond-wolf! Interesting :D I thought Glenfiddich might belong to Wufei after you said it was funny no one thought he had a bond-wolf. To be fair, I never thought he didn't, just that you hadn't gotten around to drawing his yet, lol. Oh, and Duo was not the only one to crack up at that name XD
Hurray for the teasers!!
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And yeah, Quatre doesn't have one XD though Wufei acquiring a bondwolf was accidental and happened toward the end of the series so there were only three gundam pilots with one. Now I'm wondering whether to bother getting quatre a cub by the end of this fic. XDDDD I'll see how that goes and how necessary it is. I suspect not extremely, but hey.
♥
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Yes. >_>;;;;;
This is not in any way awkward for anyone, btw.
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*cracks up and scares the cats*
So, since I'm reading all your Homestuck stuff, is there a handy dandy cliffnotes version/plot summary so I can avoid getting sunk in a new fandom? Jo and Icka got me to read all of Conan but I really don't want to tackle another huge backlog like that again....
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Uhh, I dunno. Probably but I don't know where to look. Most of the fandom is on tumblr and finding anything over there is hell if you're not already long-since connected into the fandom brain and saw it zip past back in the day.
Basically four human kids who are internet friends play a game that just happens to start the apocalypse (if they win they're supposed to become gods of a new universe as a consolation prize! um thanks XD spoiler, it's an idiot trap.) It brings their homes and their guardians/parental figures to the game world and then monsters and time traveling messes happens. it turns out there's twelve aliens from a previous session. they start out as internet trolls and then oops troll is the name of their species. Apparently when they won they created earth! Only they get cheated out of their victory and get stuck in limbo from where they're bored enough to start chatting with the human kids, and some of them go crazy and they start killing each other, and STUFF. Also there's terrifying bad guys and the like.
The comic itself is full of silliness and memes and cracktastic jokes and brain-breaking tortuous plots, and takes itself way less seriously than the fandom takes it. I don't think it's QUITE as long to go through as Conan, though. D: Most of the pages are really just one panel that you click through in seconds with no text on it. Though sometimes there are IM logs and those can get long, but they're also usually fun. The characters are all pretty vivid and there's generally just a lot of space to play, and the creator is pretty accepting of the fandom's craziness and will sometimes joke along with things. It makes for a fun read, if kind of difficult to get into due to the whole Paint comic look and silly logs.
Oh and you know what, there's a wiki, it'll be more accurate than I am!
http://mspaintadventures.wikia.com/wiki/Homestuck
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Yay, a wiki! I'll have to poke around there this weekend.
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And sorry, but all I read was the wedding teaser... but I love it! I'm looking forward to when we get there, I don't care how long it takes <3
GogoAsuka!
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I WILL GET THEM MARRIED IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO DAMNIT >:O
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I MUST KNOW THE SPAWN'S SECRET
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AND YAAAAAY. *happy dances*
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:ppppp same reply as Sara's, why are you apologizing for reading just the things you wanted to read. if you change your mind later they'll still be there, and in the meantime there's no contract saying you've got to read it all. :p
No, nbo, you don't get it, he's going to receive a MASSAGE. Where people might SEE THEM. And the cracked-open door is pretty much an irresistible invitation, so they WILL see him all melty and purry and otherwise pale'd out at gamzee's hands! D: this is a huge intimacy issue there... okay yeah Karkat is totally a prude.
Alas no Vriska/John/Karkat threesome in Garden. I am very sad about that. XD Karkat and Vriska would eat each other's face before sharing, I think. *... no damn it asuka this is not a challenge* Re: Vriska and John, they'll give the flushed quadrant a try, only now Vriska is thirteen and a half and John is sixteen year old and has been coleadering for three years so there's a disconnect that causes them issues. John/Karkat, if it happens, will probably be a casual palhonchos thing (their bond as co-leaders is very close already so adding sex on top, I'm not sure that'll change much or if they'll even feel it's necessary), and likely won't happen for years. or they might stay entirely platonic. Karkat does have a lingering concupiscent crush on him at the moment, but they also work as friends, so I have no idea.
(Or John/Karkat/Jade sandwiches might happen. Jade is a naughty girl. XD I'll see. The Karkat and John ships tend to fluctuate a lot in my head.)
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Ahh, Vriska/Karkat would have been fun, alas. XDDDDDDDDD
Okay! my convenient list. The characters used their 13 year old body representation until they came out of the game, at which point they merged with their alternate selves and gained their memories and bodies the age the total should be.
Aradia (18 y -- 8.3 sw), Dave (17,4 y -- 8 sw), Sollux (16,5 y -- 7.6 sw), John (16,2 y -- 7.4 sw), Rose & Jade & Terezi & Karkat & Kanaya & Gamzee (16 y -- 7.36 sw, baseline), Feferi (16 y -- 7.36 sw (was 100% dead but dreamed a LOT; brought back same time as Tavros), Equius & Nepeta (15,5 y -- 7.13 sw), Tavros (15 y -- 6.9 sw), Vriska (14 y -- 6.44 sw), Eridan (13 y -- 6 sw)
Only now I think Vriska is a bit younger than that, because all she did in dreambubble while she was dead was going on a week-long date with dead!John and visiting Tavros a couple of times and, idk, maybe go on a couple adventures. It doesn't count as time lived when it's just going through the same old memories without noticing you're dead now. Maybe she gained four months, but that's about it. (so for her, the last time she dated John was like a couple months before she was revived, and then when she was brought back to life they all had a lot of stuff to do for the plan for a couple more months, while for him it was back when he was thirteen and had just come into the game recently.)
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About the design of the wolves: I like how you do your research with canine anatomy. It's very evident. I approve! (Holy crap Glenfiddich has such a deep chest. O____o If he and Mary were to race in water I don't know who I'd bet my money on... And Coyote's prowl is aces. I just plain think Killer's bang-on in terms of his personality.)
I wonder what the significance of having bondwolves is? I mean, clearly it's not a prerequisite for deadliness, seeing how over half the Gundam pilots didn't begin being partnered with one. (Er, if Wufei acquired Glenfiddich "accidentally", was that an accident on Wufei's part, or accident on Treize's part? Because if Treize HAD planned it, then... well. In any case, poor Wufei's gotten a few too many mindscrews in this AU.)
I feel like Duo would give Glenfiddich the nickname Snooty should he get to know him better, but apparently Khushrenada's wolf is touchy about mouth-noises?
...does Wufei ever spar with Glenfiddich? That must be one hell of a beautiful picture.
(As you may have perceived, I am quite interested by your Wufei in this AU. How had he and Glenfiddich interacted during the war, what with all the duels he'd challenged Treize against? How had he initially handled being bonded to the partner of the general whose hand at which he'd expected to die? And, assuming Endless Waltz happened, what had gone on in his mind as he vacillated around for a cause to believe in and tagged with a wolf he'd never expected to have? And etc.)
IN ANY CASE. Rambling feedback/thoughts/images aside, I am very excited for this story! You are single-handedly dragging me back into the Gundam Wing fandom. >|
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The idea of scent names comes from the book and it's really neat, huh. Coming up with names for people is SO FUN. ... though in the books they lived in forests and stuff and the wolves had names like "moss on a sunny rock" or "crisp and clean ice-melt stream from the mountains". Now it's more often stuff like "car exhaust at rush hour." XD
It's one person one wolf, but they don't recognize each other immediately upon meeting. In the books ideally you'd have a bunch of kids taking care of the cubs and being around and helping the mom, and little by little the cubs would start liking someone better than the rest. And when a human dies his wolf often chooses someone else again after a little while, and vice versa. They don't die if the bond is broken, though they might possibly become suicidal or the like, it probably depends on personality.
Glenfiddich does indeed have a deep chest on account of being a healthy, well-trained, bred-for-strength wolf, but a lot of that is merely fur. I used to have a Tervueren Belgian Shepherd and he was fluff-hairy in that way, but when you flattened his fur it was like, wow, you could almost go hand-deep in there before touching flesh. He comes from a long line of carefully bred animals so his fur and other characteristics aren't very close to wild-type wolves anymore.
Traditionally bondwolves are presented to people in the military, law enforcement or rescue, though in the end since the wolf chooses their partner it happens that if they're exposed to other people they might choose someone who's not. It's pretty unusual though.
They match by compatibility of personality, and they vary a lot in those just like humans, but they're still pack-minded predators and usually look for a match in that, so it's very rare that an antisocial or passive/fearful person would get to bond. (Mary partly bonded with Heero because there was no one else and they were both extremely lonely, though Heero wasn't acknowledging it.)
In the end having a bondwolf depends not on training or anything like that, but on whether you were around a bitch and her litter at the time the cubs were starting to look for a human partner. It doesn't reflect on how competent the human is, only on whether they were offered the chance to try and whether there was a compatible cub at the time.
Wufei acquiring Glenfiddich was an accident insofar as Wufei was absolutely not looking to bond, but when Treize died he ejected Glen's lifeboat capsule first and Wufei couldn't take letting him die in space and went to get him, and then they were kind of mourning Treize together and bam. I have a feeling Treize planned it that way, though. >___> Wufei is frustrated at him about it but in a way that knows full well it's useless to be frustrated at Treize for being Treize.
Nah, it's Killer who's all "what's the point" about mouth-noises, Glen is better about verbal stuff. Note, most wolves can't follow a full conversation if they're not mind-linked to someone and even then they interpret it in really non-human ways, so "better" doesnt mean he's fluent, but for a wolf he has a big vocabulary of words he understands.
And of course they spar. XD Not any fun otherwise.
(I'll probably write a Wufei sidefic at some point, because I love their story too, but this one is mostly about Duo and Killer so there isn't as much space for them.)
You are single-handedly dragging me back into the Gundam Wing fandom. >|
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA win. >:D
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Poor Quatre, feeling all alone without a bond-wolf. Not that he wont totally be loving, adoring Brother to all 8 of his brothers. I forsee steak nights. Lots of Steak nights.
Is there a pic u did of the wolves, I must see, i dont remember this, I only remember seeing stuff bout Heero & Duo and thier wolves
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Quatre's an empath, he doesn't need a wolf to tap into the pack sense. though he uses it in really disturbing ways sometimes. Bwahahahaha. >:D
http://askerian.livejournal.com/571957.html tadahh, picture!
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ooo. devious pervert Quatre. Oh I love it ^^
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Is.
Beautiful.