Do you crave juicy smut of a terrible Homestuck ship, but get ridiculed for it or aren't able to find material for it? Shhhh. It's okay. It's better now. You can enjoy the contents of this blog in clandestine. You just didn't get this from us. But seriously, request a ship in our ask, and we'll draw a comic or picture of them. It has to be Homestuck. At least, for now. And yes, it actually has to be an awful ship. If it's not bad enough, we'll reject it. So basically, crack ships that don't make any sense whatsoever, like Doc Scratch and Dirk Strider. They even have the same initials, which is always a sign of destined love! Mmmmm, steamy. When you request a ship, our material won't be a disaster. It will be a beautiful disaster. In other words, we'll go out of our way to show why that ship is awful yet beautiful yet AWFUL. There are two mods btw. One is Lord English (meeee) and the other is just a hipster prep (aka my EX-kismesis....< / 3 < ). Before anyone gets offended, this blog isn't intended to hate on any ships. It's just to have fun! It's not a hate blog by any means. If a ship you legitimately ship ends up here, try to think of it this way: we're also showing how it can work and be beautiful.
Iâm not sure what drew you guys to this blog, but weâre glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for the support! :D
Obviously, this blog has been inactive for quite awhile. Unfortunately, we will probably be unable to make comics or drawings for all of those requests.
BUT I wonât close this blog down. On the off chance I have both free time and the will to draw for this blog sometime in the future, thereâs a slim possibility I could fulfill some requests. Preference has gone to first come before, but now it will be based off on what I think would be the funniest.
â CURRENT centaursTesticle [CCT] it lands on LE â
CTG: âŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠ.
CLE: HELLO.
CGG: oooooooooooooo
â CURRENT centaursTesticle [CCT] cringes â
CTG: âŠ
CCT: Dâ>You can always pass
CTG: you know what
CTG: /walks over to LE
â CURRENT tipsyGnostalgic [CTG] walks over to LE â
CEB: roxy nooooo
â CURRENT tipsyGnostalgic [CTG] stands up high and kisses his forehead â
â CURRENT centaursTesticle [CCT] chokes â
CLE: WOWÂ
CLE: THANK YOU
CLE: THAT WAS
CLE: HEARTWARMING
CTG: ur not that bad if we actually get to know you
CCT: Dâ>âŠ
â CURRENT gardenGnostic [CGG] claps â
â CURRENT centaursTesticle [CCT] sighs â
CEB: .
CLE: CAN I HUG YOU ROXY?
CEB: ok
â CURRENT tipsyGnostalgic [CTG] shrugs â
â CURRENT lordEnglish [CLE] Hugs Roxy â
ur welcome
This blog last been dead for 24 years, and so this submission must have also been here for 24 years, but oml this is wonderful. <3 Thanks for submitting this! :D
Hey, could I get like, either a fic or a picture of Caliborn <3 Porrim, well. Either that, or <3<. If it's already been requested, or you just don't fancy doing it, perhaps LE / Jade? I don't personally mind what happens with the second one. Merci!
Yeah, letâs do a fanfic of CalibornxPorrim! >;D
SNAKEBITE. Thatâs the ship name. I know Porrim doesnât have a snake bite, but sheâs all about piercings, and Caliborn can turn into a snake. So yeah. :p
Hot stuff under the cut~
~Lord English
The Jade blooded troll placed a hand on her hip as she studied the freak of nature in front of her. A green skullâŠthing.
âOH FUCK. WELL WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT. A BITCH STANDING IN FRONT OF ME. DOING THE ONLY THING BITCHES ARE GOOD FOR. STANDING AROUND. AND LOOKING ABSOLUTELY *DISGUSTING*. PURELY FOR THE MALEâS ENJOYMENT. OF COURSE,â the green skeleton squaked.
Porrimâs blood boiled. Nothing got her all fussy and bothered more than a misogynist, and it did not make her fussy and bothered in the fun way. Only in the rage way.
Yet the giant, glassy red eyes beckoned.
A mischievous smile grew on her face.
âWell, arenât yo+u  an ado+rable thing,â Porrim teased.
âNO. FUCK YOU! I AM NOT CUTE. I AM AS MANLY. AND HANDSOME. AND BADASS. AS HELL,â Caliborn shouted.
Porrim giggled fakely. âIf yo+u wish, sweet-cheeks,â she replied with a wink. She felt sick just saying it.
Calibornâs cheeks turned a brighter red, and he stomped his feet and threw his arms around. âNOT IN THAT WAY. YOU NASTY WHORE. FUCK YOU AS IN I HOPE YOU DIE. IN A PAINFUL WAY.â
âO+h, every mo+ment Iâm with yo+u, I am in ago+ny fro+m ho+w my heart trembles so+. If yo+u do+nât leave no+w, I will die fro+m Explo+ding Heart Syndro+me.â
Caliborn rolled his eyes. âI DONâT HAVE TIME FOR BULLSHIT. WELL. ACTUALLY I DO. BUT I DONâT WANT TO USE IT ON THAT. AND NEVER SPEAK LIKE THAT AGAIN.â
Porrim wiped a nonexistent tear from her eye. âO+h, it is very real and very rare. Itâs exclusive to+ tro+lls. And IâmâŠâ Porrim sniffled, ââŠextremely suspectable to+ it. I can never cuddle witho+ut being ho+spitalized.â
âIâM STILL NOT FALLING FOR IT. YOU OBTUSE FUCK. I WANT YOU TO PROVE IT. SO I CAN SEE YOU FAIL HORRIBLY. AND I CAN MOCK YOU. Â OR SEE YOU BE SUCCESSFUL. AND THEN DIE.â
âIt will require a display o+f affectio+n o+n yo+u,â Porrim informed. She frowned and held her chin. âI do+nât kno+w if yo+u⊠co+uld handle it⊠witho+ut pissing yo+urself.â
âDOES IT LOOK LIKE I GIVE I FUCK? I CAN HANDLE EVERYTHING.â
She leaned down and planted a peck on Calibornâs red cheek.
âAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH IT BURNS!â Caliborn cried. It burned for her too.
Porrim laughed, for real this time.
âHow do+es it feel, being to+ld yo+ur existence is fo+r o+nly so+meo+ne elseâs enjo+yment, and never being taken serio+usly?â
âI DONâT KNOW. NO ONE TOLD ME THAT. DUMBASS.â
âActually, I am do+ing so+ right no+w.â
She tried to ruffle the short skeletonâs hair, except that he didnât have any, so she just kind of rubbed his bald head awkwardly.
He thrusted his pointer finger in her face. âONE DAY. I WILL BRUTALLY MURDER YOU.â
Uncontrollable laughter bursted from Porrim. She knew one day heâd be Lord English and allâŠbut for now, she couldnât take him seriously if her afterlife depended on it. He looked like a puppybeast trying to look threatening.
âYo+u have fun do+ing that, muffincake,â she said.
He screamed predicatively.
âWhy are yo+u still here, if this is such to+rture fo+r yo+u?â Porrim added.
Caliborn crossed his arms and looked down. He didnât say anything, but he did made weird grunting noises.
She narrowed her eyes. âYo+u like me, do+nât yo+u?â she said with a grin.
âI LIKE MAKING YOUR EXISTENCE MORE HORRID. THAN IT ALREADY IS,â he replied with even brighter red cheeks.
âWell, I am go+ing to+ watch a mo+vie no+w, a feminist o+ne. Yo+u can tag alo+ng if yo+u want.â
Although she was fully aware he would be a horrible, murderous monster in the future with no hopes of being a minimally decent person, she could fully appreciate him being a goofy entertaining companion in the present.
No, we haven't forgotten about your requests! We'll get to them very soon. This didn't take very long and we want to make sure you get the best (worst) ship art ever.
This isn't really a crack ship, since it's CANON (no I don't care if it didn't actually happen shhhh) but how could we not?!
Thereâs no dialogue. Thereâs just awkward silence.
I went to the random page generator on the MSPA wiki and this is what I got.
ITâS PERFECT.
Headcanon: Johnâs dad never tried to connect to him through clowns. He just had a clown fetish.
Their ship is âfunny business".
~Lord English
(It didn't show up in the tags last time. I know this blog is new, but it could also be because I MIGHT have added the tags after I posted this. It's worth another shot. It's not like this is spamming anyone, since no one could see it in the first place. -__-)