#fefreziweek2k17

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@fefreziweek AU Day? Well, here’s a totally random AU.

A Thief of Blood shows their gf, a Maid of Mind, through their land, The Land of Burning Sky and Guilty Hands (for lack of a better name made up on the spot)

Anyways, it’s a classwap, an aspectswap, newland au, humanstuck where they are two cute Asian partners being cute an’ shiz.

[pinkdiamondprince]

@imhereformysciencefriends said I should do a thing for Fefrezi week so I doodled this thingamajig. It’s a day late for beach day but oh well.

All Feferi wanted to do was collect cuttlefish and all Terezi wanted to do was sniff the beach ball but they had fun together regardless.

[imhereformysciencefriends]

“I love you both, now quit fighting…” – Take 2!!! I think I like the lined one better so unless @fefreziweek wants to reblog both versions I’d prefer they go for this one. I’m a sucker for ashen ships and so when today’s theme turned out to involve Eridan making a bother out of himself I just couldn’t resist. >8o

[imhereformysciencefriends]

"I love you both, now quit fighting..." -- Day 6 of @fefreziweek ! The theme was Eridan being a bother and because I am a SUCKER for ashen ships, here we are! I was thinking of writing a little blurb to go along w it so we'll see if that pans out or not. Sorry for the shitty lighting, I'm at home and there's really no good place for photography here.

[imhereformysciencefriends]

Guess who's excited as shit for @fefreziweek ?! It's me!!! I am!!! Behold, a doodle drawn in sweet anticipation! Will I genuinely participate in the week? Possibly. Am I hype as shit for it either way? Absolutely!! Y'all participate too this is a good ship my guy. Good things.

[imhereformysciencefriends]

Day 5 of @fefreziweek ! Ancestrolls/Dancestors! What’s more fun than meeting your matesprit’s ancestor? ;D

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“Are you shore shell like me?” Feferi asked, holding onto Terezi’s hand nervously. Her free hand kept twitching up to smooth her unruffled hair, pat down her wrinkleless blouse, adjust her goggles, or tug at the hem of her ironed skirt.

“It’ll be fine,” Terezi assured with confidence she did not have, but could convey.

“She worked with my ancestor,” Feferi reminded, tugging at a cowlick that was not actually a cowlick until she started tugging at it. “She’ll have ideas about me. About how my ancestor and I compare. She’ll be looking for the similarities.”

“A valid point,” Terezi mused, “But she’s smart as hell! She’ll know you’re nothing like her as soon as you open your mouth!”

Feferi reached up to fuss with her hair again and Terezi swatted the hand away. “It’s fine,” she insisted. “She’ll like you. I know I do.”

Feferi smiled at her and the two arrived at their destination. Neophyte Redglare, who was no longer such a neophyte, had adamantly refused to give her descendant her hive address, and instead had requested to meet her descendant's matesprit in her office. Feferi lifted her hand to knock and was startled when the door swung open.

“Pupae,” Redglare, a knobby old veteran and one of Alternia’s most successful lawyers, said, “Y’all loud as shit. Get your asses inside before the entire communal officestem hears about how nervous you are to meet me.”

After that, the three talked and Feferi calmed down, and the general conclusion was that the meeting had gone very well.

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GC: F3F3R1 1 4M GO1NG TO FUCK1NG D13

GC: L1T3R4LLY

GC: HURRY UP

CC: MINNOW!

CC: W-ER-E WORKING ON IT!

Terezi had never intended to meet Feferi’s ancestor. As a matter of fact, it was entirely off the table! Terezi was going to act as Feferi’s most trusted legal advisor and her role in the rebellion would be with books and databases and rewriting and rewriting and rewriting of the Condence’s laws, and perhaps helping implementing those laws after Feferi took the throne. She was in no way supposed to be used as bait.

“Whale, whale, whale,” an ancient, older than time voice said as the door swung open. Terezi tensed, battle ready, because while she might have stood no chance against the actual fucking empress that did not mean she was going to go down without her best fight. “Water have we here?”

The Condence’s grin was wide, too many fangs, her Ψdon’s entente was gold (if larger than the one Terezi was used to smelling), and her hair was billowing behind her in a mountain. She did, in many ways, resemble Feferi, but the way she walked, held herself, cold, assured, practiced, set Terezi’s hairs on end.

“I am Legislacerator Terezi Pyrope! I am a member of the Heiress’s Rebellion and matesprit to the woman who will defeat you!” Terezi tried to make her voice even, steady, confident. Against peers, she would have seemed entirely assured. Against a sea dweller as old as this, she probably looked like a trembling meowkit.

Indeed, the Condence only laughed at her, and she shivered but did not falter.

“That guppy doesn’t stan’a chance,” the empress said, fangs gleaming against the age-blackened skin around them. “Tell you water, though. I’ll let you wash me krill her! Won’t that be gillarious, little baitsprit?”

“She won’t lose to you.” God Terezi wished she had her cane. Wish they’d left her with that instead of her phone.

“Shore, and I’mma glubbin’ gutterblood.” The Condence rolled her eyes, but then went back to grinning. “But you know what’s alwaves fun? When pupae boo-hoo over their injured quads and fling ‘emselves water-eyed into battle.”

Terezi’s bilesac sank like a brick.

“But that means I gotta get’chu nice an’ injured ‘fore my little loinspawn shows, don’t it?”

Terezi clenched her fists a little tighter and tried not to shake, tried not to tremble in front of this ancient, massive woman.

“Oh no it does NOT!” Feferi bellowed from the doorway, eyes wide with righteous fury.

[imhereformysciencefriends]

So I am still excited as shit about @fefreziweek so here's my current undertaking for day 3: godtiers I'm pretty sure I'm gonna ink this but I wanted to make a post just in case the pens ruin it and ALSO because Y'ALL NEED TO GET HYPE!!!!!! Ready your asses!!!! Create!!!!! It starts April 9th so be prepared!!!!!! But lmao so yeah I made some girlfriends getting ready for a fight. I'm p fond of how this is turning out :D

[imhereformysciencefriends]

For day 4 of @fefreziweek ! The prompt was AU and I have been encouraged to put these two nerds in all and any quadrants, so I went ahead and had fun with this one. My first thought was humanstuck but that seemed too mundane so here we are with this pale mess :)

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Feferi pet Terezi’s hair, humming quietly. Terezi jerked again, panting and sweating.

“Is it always this bad?” Terezi asked, unsure, now, of her decision.

“No, not at all. Just the first time. Pain begets beauty and all that crap.” Feferi scratched lightly at Terezi’s scalp, her strawberry hair parting easily beneath Feferi’s fingers.

“Ha. Beauty. I was thinking of something more badass.” Terezi lurched again, making a noise as though she was going to vomit.

“Well, why can’t we be both beauties AND beasts?” Feferi asked, and was rewarded with a small chuckle.

“Fair point,” Terezi said, scratching at the bite mark on her shoulder. “You are.”

Feferi grinned, brown eyes shifting to yellow. Terezi gasped and was reminded: that was what this was for. Just a few hours of pain and then she’d get to do that. Get to be a wolf. A member of a Pack, with people who she was internally wired to care about and be cared for by. Feferi, a near goddess in Terezi’s eyes since they’d had biology together in freshman year of high school, was leading her to becoming a werewolf.

Terezi grit her teeth as another wave of pain shook her whole body, stretching out her skin, her bones, making herself something different, shifting into something new. If regular human ladies could go through childbirth, Terezi could go through this.

The marks where Karkat had bitten her itched, but Feferi gently- but firmly, unbreakably- removed Terezi’s fingers from the mark.

“Shhh, shh shh. It’s alright Terezi. You’re almost done.”

“How can you tell?” Terezi asked. Her skin looked different, but not anywhere close to the fully shapeshifted form of Feferi, of Nepeta, of Tavros.

“Smell,” Feferi said gently, grinning a little. “I can smell you, sister, you’re one of us now. Can’t turn back, even if you wanted to at this point. Just another minute or two and your true form will rip out of you. Shhhh, shhh, Terezi, you’re doing great.” Feferi moved a sweat plastered bang from Terezi’s forehead. “You’re doing so well. It’s almost over.”

Feferi was no liar, and soon enough Terezi was lurching forward, onto her hands and knees, screaming, screaming, howling. The pain vanished in a matter of moments, too quick for Terezi to notice it had ebbed until it was gone, and all that was left was the howl. Feferi was howling too, eyes yellow, hair coating her entire body. She’d transformed with Terezi, and from the other rooms of the house they could hear their Pack, howling in answer, welcoming Terezi home.