#pesterlog snippet

[flippinoptimist]

> What flirting with a madman is like

(after a 40 minute lapse in conversation)

[20:41:09] FO: → havve i evver gotten poetic about your ribs? ←

[20:42:06] FO: → like, evveryfin between the collarbone and like, mid-hip ←

[20:42:27] TA: no ii do not thiink you have.

[20:42:53] FO: → i think it is wwhere my hands naturally belong ←

[20:42:56] FO: → it is their place in life ←

[20:43:26] FO: → it is their domain and it is magnificent ←

[20:46:55] TA: ii don't thiink that 2hould be a2 2weet a2 iit ii2.

[20:46:55] TA: but iit ii2.

[20:47:53] FO: → happy hands ←

[20:49:11] FO: → also happy face but he only gets to vvisit on timeshare ←

[20:50:56] TA: ♥ ♥

[20:51:09] FO: → ♥ ♥ :) ←

[20:51:33] TA: how are you even charmiing

[20:52:56] FO: → idk, i blame myself ←

[20:54:14] TA: your2elf ii2 probably a good per2on two blame, ye2.

[20:55:31] FO: → i love you ←

[20:56:02] TA: ii love you two

[20:59:09] FO: → your torso is soft and warm and keeps your insides in, an i think there actually isnt anyfin i dont like about it ←

[20:59:18] FO: → its just great ←

[20:59:25] FO: → i just reelly like it ←

[21:01:13] TA: ii do e2peciially liike the keepiing my iin2iide2 iin part. that'2 very helpful.

[21:04:11] FO: → its great ←

[21:07:28] FO: → still kinda just thinkin about howw the skin on your stomache feels ←

[21:10:34] TA: ii'm 2ure a2 hell not poetiic at all but god damn do ii love you. ju2t ba2iically everythiing of you and about you.

[21:11:54] FO: → ♥ ♥ ←

[21:12:15] TA: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

[flippinoptimist]

> Velius Out Of Context : #1

CFT: <--Ok^y.--> CFT: <--Pervert--> CFT: <--F0r 0ne.--> CFT: <--F0r tw0--> CFT: <--B^ck 0ff my ^ltbuldge.--> CFO: → i wwill accept the title a pervert humbly ← CFT: <--Its n0t even been, wh^t. A c0uple fucking d^ys?--> CFO: → also i am naut after your altbulge ← CFO: → i am after my moirails altbulge ← CFO: → my quadrants are naut a thing that should reelly be in question here ← CFT: <--Fr0m wh^tshe described t0 me he is sure ^s fuck ^fter y0urs.--> CFT: <--Kill him.--> CFO: → ok ← CFO: → so ← CFO: → why do you think he is after mine ← CFO: → is it the part wwhere he isnt krilling me ← CFO: → is that all that it takes ← CFO: → is that how u tell ← CFT: <--N0. Theres little things I re^lly d0nt feel like fucking telling y0u.--> CFO: → like the cooking ← CFO: → being honest ← CFO: → being open ← CFO: → wide, wwide open ← CFT: <--D0 y0u think this is ^ fucking g^me.--> CFO: → i wwill be as reasonable about this as you are ← CFO: → but the more you yell ← CFO: → the more innuendos i can fit in here ← CFO: → just jam those innuendos in ← CFO: → squirming, uncomfortable innuendos ← CFO: → everywhere ← CFT: <--Oh my g0d.-->

[monstergraffiti]

So I look at the update again, and...

TG: i will call ur name like a million times  TG: and shout it in 2 the void every chance i get  TG: til u come back :3 

↑↑ This is officially the saddest part of Homestuck for me.

I actually teared up a little. 

Call me silly, but this has cemented Roxy as the most amazing kid in Homestuck in my eyes. She's such an amazing person, and kudos to Mr. Hussie for making so wonderful.

The Rogue is here

All will be well.