Fiction-De-Homestuck

Meenah Peixes | Reader Warm embraces, warm touches, warm kisses. A green hill, dotted with yellow roses, sitting alone in the middle of a wide valley. A red and white checked blanket, lying creased on the top of the hill. A red sun cut in half by the straight horizon, sorrounded by pink and orange fluffy clouds. A pair of black figures, calmly sitting on the blanket, enjoying the gorgeous view with each other, shoulder against shoulder. A pair of matching grins etched onto both of the females’ childish looking faces; four eyes lazily centered onto the sight in front of them, and two hands gently grasping each other. The love t

~Crowbar X carapace!Reader~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You've been living in Felt Manor working for Doc Scratch for a little over a month. And in that time you've been so busy running errands and performing tasks given to you by Doc himself that you've barely had time to do anything else. You feel like a mix between a personal servant and a maid. But it's not a bad job, you've certainly worked in worse places. At least you're treated with some respect here. You're not cat called, screamed at, or groped so A+ work environment so far. The pay isn't very high but considering you're given a high class roof over your hea

(Slick Spades X Reader) 'What the Hell was wrong with you?' You had been watching him ever since he stepped foot in this place. Slick Spades shifted slightly in his seat (gotta love alliteration), the smell of something sweet and freshly baked filling his nose. It was sickening. Why the Hell did he even step in this wretched place again? As if in reply a violent bolt of lightening flashed out one of the windows followed soon after by the sound of thunder. Rain.  Fucking Rain. He hated it. Hats are not for getting wet. You smiled at his frustrated expression, it was kinda cute. He scowled at your smile, again, 'What the Hell was wron

    The maroon blood walked along the road cautiously, always searching for signs of danger. Danger that could be in the form of humans, Trolls, or the walking undead.    Aradia, the maroon blooded Troll, felt terribly lonely. She missed her friends, her enemies, her moirail and her flush crush. She missed Tavros, he had been the best moirail she could have asked for, and she missed Terezi, her flush crush that hadn't even known Aradia liked her.    A noise interrupted Aradia's musing. Aradia got out her whip, which she always kept attached to her hip, and waited for the noise to come further. It didn't take long for a figure to stumble out

A night bath - [Chapter 2] You woke up slowly and as your senses came back, you were immediately aware of another presence in the room you thought you were in. The feeling of a warm furry body laying down next to you made your heart beat faster than normal but you kept your eyes closed, fearing that the wild animal next to you, which was probably a bear, would attack you or even worse, kill you if you dared to move. Without moving a single inch, you still pretended to be asleep, trying to figure out a way to escape from there before it was too late- Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted though by someone giving a soft and warm lick on you

(Reader P.O.V) You know when one misses out on the world's true beauty when the forget to stop and just pause for a little while. At least that's what I’m feeling right now as a stand just outside the door of the rundown home we’re calling base camp for the day. Maddie and Savannah were quite surprised when I told them that Signless was actually nocturnal. Though walking around at night isn't really her most favorite thing to do Maddie welcomed fully the thought of traveling at night, it wouldn't really shave off much of the times journey being the fact that only three of us can see in the dark and not the four of us. But it sho

CHAPTER 3: A dark smirk crept onto the subjugglator's face, it had been a while since he had last seen, or should I say, culled, a limeblood. You couldn't help but notice that each one of the guards was now whispering and chatting with each other. "Hmm, how sweet to see another one, more specifically a motherfuckin' sis. I thought you had already met up with the others..~" he purred, a long and clawed finger gently stroking your left cheek. Not only it was cold, but it also stained your cheek with various colors... As soon as it reached your chin, his hand suddenly grabbed your hair in a harsh manner and lifted you off of the ground. Everyt

Agent Homestuck x FemReader Condesce (genderbent) This is for Scyferyox who requested this. “...Condesce.” He said with a cocky grin. He gave of the aura of pride and authority, making straighten my shoulders just slightly. “It’s very nice to meet you Condesce.” I clipped just slightly, his grin widened ever so slightly. I took a good look at him. He was tall, muscled, and with a wild mane of hair that reached the floor, tied back in a tall ponytail. My eyes gravitated to his cloths black shirt with fuchsia stripes down the side of his chest. Black pants again with a pop of fuchsia and black combat shoes. A ba

****************************************|-Day 26-|************************************* Hello journal, I've been feeling worse this past week. I've barely been able to pull myself out of bed. I think I may be getting the flu, though that's just a guess. My body aches constantly, I feel nauseous, and light in general makes my eyes hurt. That sounds like the flu to me, but don't quote me on it. That Doc Scratch guy has been trying to get me to eat but I just haven't been feeling up to it. Don't get me wrong, his food looks exquisite as always but I just haven't had the stomach for anything but the occasional cracker and glass of water. And an

{ human!calliope x reader | drabble-ish..? } for !SparrowOfTheDawn (https://www.deviantart.com/sparrowofthedawn) Reader and Calliope are both 17. --- "Oh, I haven't had these in a while!" The girl had bright white hair, enough to grab [Name]'s attention, who had strolled into the convenience store, and she immediately recognized the other patron as Calliope---that one girl in her English class who she talked to occasionally. The girl had thought she was always pretty cute---her looks as well as her personality. It had been more than enough to cheer her up from time to time. "Gummy bears?" [Name]'s soft voice made Calliope jump up a bit, a smile creeping on her face as she did s