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It's been a year already? :O
Come write Psychic Wolves for Lupercalia - A Multi-Fandom Mini-Fest, February Thirteenth through Fifteenth!
Bluh. Why do none of my fandoms fit with telepathic wolves. I tried to come up with something for Stargate Atlantis but the only thing I managed to visualize was episode one with added wolfsister who is actually not quite John Sheppard's but used to be the sister of that guy he tried to rescue who died on him instead. And she changes NOTHING, which means this is not a good fic idea, and I don't want any longer, more divergent fic because, uh, because maybe it's a sign that I should update the Gundam Wing one I started last year faster instead. .__.;
But if someone wanted to write SGA/SG1 with wolves I would be so happy. SO. HAPPY. The happiest.
The Gamzee scene (yes, shameless ripoff w/no context, shoot me)
(Anonymous) 2013-07-19 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)Fuck that. Fuck that through every single orifice in its face with a rusty steak-knife, because that isn't just a subjugglator, it's Gamzee, and like fuck are you going to cull the pitiable wreck whose shitgargling lusus never so much as bothered to tell him not to eat sopor. Like fuck are you going to cull the purple-eyed blatherer whose continual harping on about 'miracles' only ever proved that the word should never have been invented.
Like fuck.
You stride towards him, and his clubs are raised to beat you, and he's shouting, "HONK HONK HONKHONKHONKHONK HONK HONKHONK HONK HONK HONK HONKHONKHONKHONKHONKHONKHONKHONK-"
You reach him.
You reach up.
"Shoosh."
Pap.
"Shoooosh."
Pappappap.
You keep papping him, and shooshing him, and every second feels like it's going to be the one when he brings his clubs down on your thinkpan - You see from the corner of your eyes as his grasping-fronds tighten their grip, and you know you should be preparing to defend yourself, but - it's Gamzee.
You think the honking might be getting quieter, but you don't stop. He starts shrieking it, "HONKHONKHONKHONKHONKHONK" right in your aural canals, but you don't stop. And suddenly he's relaxing, and the honking is soft (and reminds you of that weird hiccuping Jade did after bursting into tears over her dead lusus (which had been bewildering and in no way terrifying, fuck Dave for saying you were howling your panic)), and you realise that you're still alive and you just successfully shooshpapped a highblood out of his murderrage (and you have no idea what to do next).
You also realise that Dave has been stood watching you, partly through packsense but mostly because he says with utter disgust, "Do not tell me that you just got Honkhappy the Murder-Clown as your boyfriend-without-benefits. Do not tell me that." But the packsense is full of acceptance and better make the most of this bad situation, which would have you working up a furious tirade normally but is way more than you should be granted now.
Gamzee opens his eyes and squints down at you with such a pitiable little smile that you can't stop yourself from smiling back.
You have, you realise, done exactly what Dave is complaining about. You have become Gamzee's moirail.
Now what?
Re: The Gamzee scene (yes, shameless ripoff w/no context, shoot me)
Re: The Gamzee scene (yes, shameless ripoff w/no context, shoot me)
(Anonymous) 2013-07-19 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)for Science!because they aren't going to trust anyone but pack to help with this problem, and Gamzee ends up with a prescription to help him control himself.The whole thing makes no sense to the trolls. Drugging yourself to get rid of wild rages? That's crazy! But Karkat agrees to it (because hey, getting to keep his new moirail), so Gamzee agrees to it (because cute oh-so-pitiable moirail does), so no one else gets to argue (and Nepeta smacks this into Equius' skull).
Re: The Gamzee scene (yes, shameless ripoff w/no context, shoot me)