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[odd08]

Valentine's Day——JohnVris Week

day1

[odd22333]

[dailyjohnvriska]

(🐰🦋)

[lillikoifish]

Being dead wasn't nearly as bad as people made it out. Sure there was pain but, seriously, life is pain. The idea death wasn't just more of the same was just stupid wishy washy pupa pan bullshit, so deep in denial the ancient human animal worshippers were squawking about sacrilege. Moronic fucking freaks. They didn't even have the good sense to worship a spider.

Really, it was more like Existing While Deceased, a state of continued half-life, all the same powers and time wasting tasks, only coupled with white eyes and an ageless body. Vriska couldn't be asked to feel all that shitty about it, when it came down to it, things were the same as fucking always. Only now that Egbert kid was with her, John, and along with him, fantastically fucking whimsical jokestertimes.

It made her sick. In that it didn't make her sick. Life sucked, well, Death, but whatever.

Today's totally-not-rage-inducing whimsymassacre was a game of Find My Shit You Took, aka John Stole Vriska's Dice for the Tenth Fucking Time. Her eyelid had a barely contained twitch, not that it mattered which one anymore, and she was hunting around John's hideous human hive for any clues as to their location. The stinky smelly, in that he was infuriatingly, not at all stinky or smelly, human was giggling away on the loungeplank, and Vriska was going to commit ghost homicide.

"I have no idea what you could possibly get out of this aside from pissing me off, this is quite literally the most asinine way you choose to pass the time John!" Vriska snarled, ripping patterned wallpaper off the walls as if that would even be a hiding place. It was not.

John just put his hands over his mouth and giggled more. "Why, do you need a hint?"

"If that would make this fucking hoofbeast shit stop then yes! Fucking Hint me up, human!"

"They're close to home," John whispered. "And waving hello."

"What could that possibly even fucking mean John!" She screamed, and the walls of the human domicile shook.

"Do you give up?" He grinned crookedly, all guile and mischief.

Vriska felt like her mind stepped outside time for a moment, here she was, the most badass of all badass, dead in a stupid bubble, like some schoolfed twerp, and some trickster jackass decided his eternal quest would be to mildly annoy her. It was almost humbling how thoroughly she had been laid low, her pride in shambles, from some goofy ass stupidity.

"Yes John." Vriska said mildly. "I give up."

"They're in the mailbox! Get it, they're close to home, and the little flag is waving, so its like they're waving hello! Pretty good, right?" He said sunnily, dashing out to fetch her dice.

"Yes John." Vriska said to the empty block. "Pretty good."

[the-bar-sinister]

Save me johnvris yaoi!

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[sp33d-qu33n]

Ayyyy

[derseprinceoftbd]

Some observations on the meta of Homestuck shipping, with the understanding that I'm not saying any of these ships weren't/aren't around in the old/new eras, just marking their most dominant periods, also Spider8reath was pretty big in the Act 1-5 era, but, as I've said, *very* different, also these aren't meant to match 1-1 in their niches

[rogers-attic]

rogers littie crush he had on jack smith was so adorable ngl