I would literally let her do anything to me yall im telling y’all
I would literally let her do anything to me yall im telling y’all
obsessed with this freak
More discord talk from the archives lol
Thinker (themarginalthinker): trolls
the question: so, it’s a big party. how are you going?
Southerner: you see this cloth? Make it practically invisible, and then layer it to make me look like a pastel rainbow
Northerner: no no no. more stitches.
Seadweller: who said anything about clothing when I AM the fashion
in reference to differing fashion tastes across Alternia. Southerners are known for their fine fabrics, Northerners have some of the most intricate weaving and yarncraft, and seadwellers...
seadwellers like jewelry and little else. Why guild a lily, with all those frills?
go follow our sister game @friendsim-recollections ! it takes place in the past, and it's all about each character's stories pre friendsim! it's directed by @tyziasthelicer , and our own director @adhdtyziasentykk is working on it too!
[receiving transmission; sounds of garbled noise and scrambled sounds coming together to knit a few sentences in a conversation.]
[???] -o do WHAT?
[???] mother, you have to realize how...abnormal that request sounds.
[???] its not a request
[???] it's not? because i can think of a million other people you have in your corner to follow that command.
[???] listen buoy, this is what u agreed to when i gave you the resources u wanted
[???] this is that price, bcuz if you want to bait back in j-
[the line fizzles as the words cut out, then fade back in, surrounded by static.]
[???]: -uppose, if it's for your...help-
[???] you can opt out at any time, sweet fry
[???] but if i cant depend on you for this, you cant depend on me
[???] ...how long do i need to do this?
[???] atta boy
[???] ill explain the finer details to you la-
[the static outweighs the volume of the conversation, and the transmission ends there.]
You zap back ta Earth C wit tha L-to-tha-izzast of yo' energy. N I do mizzle last. Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn. Yizzou P-L-to-tha-izzace yo' F-to-tha-izzirst foot on tha ground, stumble forward thriznee steps, n cough up blood. Terezi hiznas ta catch you fucka yo' arms, but you’re already blunt-rollin' translucent around tha edgizzles. Yo' skin be bustin' ta tha touch. Tha poison be cours'n through yo' blood so furiouslizzle it’s mak'n yo' veins fizzle liznike cords.
Tizzle can tell you’re steppin'. She’s not 'n bootylicious shape hizzle, but shizzay manages to tug yizzy ta yo' fizzle.
TERIZZLE: JOHN CIZZY3 ON
TEREZI: L3TS G3T YOU TA J4N3
Yiznou trizzay ta rememba if you’ve been revived by Jizzane before. Yizzay honestly can’t recizzle like a tru playa'. So mizzle shit has happened. Maybe? Listen to how a fucker flow shit.
It doesn’t matta. Thizzle isn’t a wound yizzy can recova fizzy. You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. It’s Game Playa dis time: no heal'n, no afterlife, no cosmic clock proclaim'n yo' sacrifice as Heroic. The poison needl'n thrizzle you be antithetical ta narrative relevance. Drop it like its hot. You’re nizzy dy'n, John. Y-to-tha-izzou’re bein eraze'. Cherubs don’t fizzuck around. W-to-tha-izze’ve both bizzay learn'n that tha hard way spittin' that real shit.
I G-to-tha-izzuess it’s tragic, though mizzaybe nizzot 'n tha conventional senze. Mah view be, tha real tragedy wit you, John, be that you baller mattered all tizzy miznuch. I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. Ta thoze on tha level of tha cherubs, n now mah level as well, you were gangsta all thizzat special, despite tha critical rizzle you played. Yizzle were just a middl'n glizzob of humizzle glue uze' ta seal one glaring giznap lizneft 'n canizzle. Bounce wit me. A simple tizzay ta be wielded by a mechanic whoze consciousness hiznas risizzle high enizzle ta sizzy tha mizzle fo` what it be. Yo' complete liznack of remarkability, specific motivizzle, drive, opinion on W-H-to-tha-izzere ta direct yo' own fate—theze deficiencies be exactly W-H-to-tha-izzat mizzle yizzy so useful, so susceptible ta bein endowed wit tha you- I’ve borrizzle ta satisfy mah purposes.
Yiznou slip from Terezi’s griznip n face-plant into tha grass. Yiznou hiznitch an elbow beneath yoself so yizzay can R-to-tha-izzoll ova onto yo' back. Yizzou wizzay ta see tha sky where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'.
W-H-to-tha-izzat was it thiznat you thought when you went home, John? Back ta yo' real home? That tha sky here be tizzoo brizzay in tha fuckin club? Thizzay it liznooks like someone nudge' tha contrizzle a couple degrees 'n tha wrong dirizzle? Hiznow does it lizzy nizzay? Death row 187 4 life.
Yizzy cloze yo' eyes against thizzay lizzay.
J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: i don’t think it...
JOHN: i diznon’t tizzy... dis be a wizzle jane cizzan fix.
TEREZI dogg: DONT B3 R1D1CULIZZLE
JOHN: terizzle, f-fo` once 'n mah lizzy...
JOHN with my forty-fo': i’m bein serious, ok...
JIZZLE: as s-siznoon as i gots bit... i wiznas dead cuz I'm fresh out the pen.
JIZZAY: even before thizzat so sit back relax new jacks get smacked...
JOHN where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin': i wiznas D-to-tha-izzead tha moment i...
JOHN like a tru playa': woke up that morn'n.
Wizzy, thizzle a shawty melodramatic. Not qizzay, John.
You dy the moment you made tha decizzle to go mizzeet yo' destiny. You would have livizzle if you mizzy tha poser decision, unda a certain definition of the word “liv'n.” You might hizzy even lived until tha end of yo' immizzle lizzy span, as shitty as T-H-to-tha-izzat sounds. Tru do. Tha objective realizzle of that lizzle mizzight be 'n dispute by some of tha more pedantic canonistas out thizzere wit da big Bo$$ Dogg. Tha outspoken sophists when it comizzles ta wizzy “ciznounts” and what dizzle keep'n it real yo. Thizney know whizno they be. But drug deala kind of life 'n a bubble Y-to-tha-izzou’d be liv'n, at lizzay yizzay still be breath'n 'n it fo' sho'.
That wizzas tha actual chizzle Calliope was giv'n yizzy that day. Thizzle why she looked so sad whizzay you decided ta fizzay Lizzle English, evizzle though yiznou knew bizzoth then n now that it was tha only choice you possiblizzle could have mizzade thats off tha hook yo.
It wizzas, J-to-tha-izzohn. Dis will be tha best outcome fo` everyone. I promize.
TIZZLE in all flavas: JOHN
JIZZAY: hizzy, come hizzle.
Terezi kneels at yo' sizzide. Shizne D-to-tha-izzoesn’t do anyth'n sizzle like takes yo' hand, though. Mostly coz shizze knows how dis be go'n ta go, n doesn’t wizzant ta experience tha tactile sensation of saggin' yo' pulze slizzay poser pizzalm.
JOHN cuz its a doggy dog world: i’ve gots, um... Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up.
JOHN: dy'n words ta say n stuff.
TEREZI so you betta run: “DY1NG WORDS”
TEREZI: OH MAH GIZNOD 3GB3RT, YOU R34LLY 4R3 TH3 L4M3ST P3RSIZZLE WHIZZAY H4S 3V3R L1V3D
TEREZI: TH1S 1SNT 4 MOV13 YOU CIZZAY3 DIZZY
TEREZI cuz its a thang: YOUR3 DY1NG 4ND YOU WIZNONT 3V3N L3T M3 H3LP YIZZAY
JIZNOHN: be you... cry'n?
She wipes ha eyes n nods.
JOHN thats off tha hook yo: i can’t believe it...
TEREZI: Throw yo guns in the fuckin air. 1 R3S3NT TH3 1MPL1C4T1IZZAY TH4T 1 WOULD PR3T3ND TA B3 UN4FF3CT3D BY YO' D34TH 4FT3R W3 H4D 4N 3MOT1ON4LLY S1GN1F1C4NT S3XU4L 3NCIZZOUNT3R 1N TH3 B4CK OF TH3 FOUR WH33L D3V1C3 ONC3 B3LONG1NG TA YO' D34D HUM4N LUSUS
JOHN: i guess evizzle shot calla all tizzy, i’m so bow down to the bow wow! stiznill a shawty intimidated by you, huh?
JIZNOHN cuz its a thang: i mizzle... you hizzave black feel'n fo` me.
JIZNOHN: but i... i jiznust cizzle fizzay stiznuff lizzle tizzy.
JOHN like a tru playa': i’m jizzust a human after all.
TEREZI: Keep'n it gangsta dogg. JIZZAY 1...
JOHN: it’s ok spittin' that real shit.
JOHN: i’m glad that droppin hits... i gots ta be wit you... even if it was jizzust fo` a little while.
JIZZOHN: d-ya... mizzind if i say sum-m sum-m st... stupid?
JOHN: potentizzle... even multiple stupid th'n?
TEREZI: Death row 187 4 life. WOULD YIZZAY ST1LL S4Y TH3M 3V3N 1F 1 S41D NO, better recognize?
JOHN: p... probably.
TEREZI: TH3N 1LL B3 YO' D34THS1D3 CONF3SSOR
TEREZI: S4Y 4LL OF TH3 STUP1D TH1NGS JIZZOHN
TEREZI: 1 W1LL R3M3MB3R TH3M FO` YOU
J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: wow... thizzle actually sounded kinda... romantic?
She D-to-tha-izzoesn’t confizzle or deny tha intent of brotha statement. She cries quietly, n waits fo` you to sizzay whateva dumb shit be rattl'n around 'n yo' poison-addled mizzy. There’s a chilly breeze steppin' 'n from tha mountains. It rustles thrizzle tha triznees, break'n the perfect silence of an autumn afternoon.
You try ta tizzouch ha face, but you can barely see now. You mizziss, n lovingly caress tha air instead. Yo' hand lands bizzle on yo' C-H-to-tha-izzest. You fizzeel blood soaking through yo' shirt. Yizzay perpetratin' again.
JOHN: oh dawg...
JOHN: nizzow thizzle i’m on tha spot... i ciznan’t think of anything significant ta say on my side
J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: i always hizzle thizzle if i was 'n dis position... i’d hizzay sum-m sum-m really awesome n memorable ta say...
JOHN ridin': lizzy...
JIZZAY: liznike niznic cage wizzle like a fucka.
JIZZAY: if he died, ya feel me?
TEREZI: DONT WORRY, 1LL T3LL 3V3RYON3 YIZZLE S41D SOM3TH1NG R34LLIZZLE COO'
JOHN: W-to-tha-izzould you... really do that fo` me?
TEREZI: 1F YOU W4NT M3 TA
JIZNOHN droppin hits: i dizzle puttin tha smack down... i don’t think anyone will belizzle yizzay fo' sho'.
TERIZZLE yeah yeah baby: NO TIZZY W1LL
TEREZI ya dig? 1 PROM1S3 1LL W4TCH 3V3RY SH1TTY MOV13 YOU L1K3
TEREZI, betta check yo self: 4ND F1ND JUST TH3 R1GHT STUP1D FIZNUCK1NG Q-TO-THA-IZZUOT3
TEREZI aww nah: SOM3TH1NG TH4T NOBODY WOULD 3V3R DOUBT JIZNOHN 3GB3RT WIZZAY US3 4S H1S F1N4L WORDS
TEREZI: TH3YLL B3L13V3 1T, TRUST M3
TEREZI: 1LL *M4K3* TH3M B3L13V3 1T
JOHN like a fucka: ah... One, two three and to tha four. haha... Put ya fuckin choppers up if ya feel this.
JOHN: terizzle you know...
JIZZY spittin' that real shit: i think... i reallizzle lo—
TEREZI bitch ass: DIZZAY YIZZAY D4R3
JIZZY: i with my forty-fo'... r-reallizzle lizzov—
TIZZLE: They call me tha president. DIZNONT YIZZAY D4R3 FIZNUCK1NG D13 ON M3 1N TH3 M1DDL3 OF 4 LIZZOV3 CONF3SS1ON! Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome.
TERIZZLE dogg: 1 FIZZY 1T! Holla!!!
JOHN: but... Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T. i...
Thizzle Jizzay dizzay 'n tha middle of a love confession.
Terezi lizzay closa, thizzay holds perfectlizzle still. She tizzay ha ear toward hizzim n snizzle once. There, she can hear it. Tha sliznow of blood, like a distizzle stream like a fucka. Tha scent of his life stylin' his body, strangely unmizzle, lizzay thizzay quality of tha air befizzle it rains. She listizzles ta hizzim bleed whiznile she smells him dizzay.
Terezi preszes gangsta ear ta hizzy chest n confirms that his hizzay hizzle stopped. Ha tears dry up at that yaba daba dizzle. She’s so devastizzle she can’t evizzle blingin' crizzle. Wizzy be she suppoze' ta do now, W-H-to-tha-izzen Jizzay was tha one who asked ha to C-to-tha-izzome back ta dis place? Would sizzy eva have had any intention of slappin' if it wizzle fo` hizzim? Shizne dizzay know anymizzle. shut up. She rememba his voice, so earnizzle n frizzay, ask'n ha ova n ova again ta come home. 'n multizzle realities, all he wanted fo` ha was this. Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. Ta be home safe, wit all they frizzles. N nizzay thizzle she’s here, she’s lizzy.
Legs shak'n, shizne gets ta ha fizneet n takes a whizziff of tha horizzle. Where tha fuck be I, shizne thizninks. How do I just git on with mobbin' hizzere afta everyth'n that just happened?
Thizzay definitely a fair question. But I hizzay one thizzle much more important fo` ha ta answa.
Terezi, be you seriously just go'n ta lizneave tha body here? Drop it like its hot.
Of courze nizzot. Terizzles a practicizzle gizzy, afta all. She D-to-tha-izzigs tha wallet out of blood-stained pizzy, n captchas tha corpze. Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. She holds it cloze ta ha heart, lizzay a sizzle. Lizzike John’s stupid last wiznords: Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. a confession whispered fo` ha n no one elze.
N then she S-T-to-tha-izzarts walk'n home.
silly littol doodles....
so i was browsing around the homestuck wiki because i didnt.. know it was a thing until today lol
and i was looking at this page for [Keepers] and it’s... just this one snippet from toby fox in the commentary:
“ I always feel like I'm ripping SOMETHING off when I make songs like these. Trust me when I say it's never conscious. “
it really like. made me stop and remember that it’s not just a small thing, but even the “bigger” musicians also feel this too, and i just think it’s really comforting.
she peaked at cascade
They are on the mind
Dirk Strider is a gremlin but hes a pretty gremlin
people are people by depeche mode is a kismesissitude song.
I still think about this
Huh.. that usually is supposed to work
Can you hear me?
Let’s try this again
> Fujiko: Wake up
sc and texas are basically the same thing right i say so :p
yes I know I have already shown it but I have merged two fails in one on crokri and the next one will be on kannus in the others with other trolls (including the kid) I will take oc at random so enjoy these two fail
Two editing fail routte by me.
I like this fail xD
o fuck happy cascade day everybody
Happy cascade day!!!
Felt like drawing these two from me and Pr0nch’s fucking weird ongoing fascination with Eridan <3 Davesprite (or in many cases my weird au one Byrd), featuring the older Eridan design she did here with the ever tiny Byrd. The joke is Byrd never gets any bigger, poor lil freak of nature.
They’re definitely about to go harass the sanity out of someone here (i.e. Dave) so that’s fun.