im sorry i . i drew like five whole transformers trolls. i’m not putting these on my art blog because it’s awful and also they’re not good drawings. i was going to do more, even, but i couldn’t work out what kanaya’s vehicle mode should be. i cannot believe that is a sentence i typed.
homestuck au where aradia is rapunzel and like
a prince will climb all the way up her hair and hell pant before looking up to pull himself into the window
aND ARADIA IS JUST RIGHT IN HIS FACE WITH HER :D EXPRESSION AND HE SCREAMS AND FALLS TO HIS DEATH AND SHE THINKS ITS HILARIOUS
SHES HAD LIKE TEN PEOPLE TRY TO SAVE HER THEY JUST KEEP FUCKING DYING
And then there’s this guy:
man if I ever wrote humanstuck fic, I’d totally write one that started out with the “Aradia is dead and existed mainly so that Sollux can be sad now” conceit
And then a couple chapters in it would turn out that what had actually happened was that (for reasons??? possibly only known to herself, maybe they had a bad family situation maybe Damara’s just unstable) Damara faked both their deaths and kidnapped Aradia when they were younger
and then several years later Aradia resurfaces and everyone’s like ARADIA YOU’RE ALIVE! …and can quote the value of a human kidney on the black market, lovely.
I only wanted to make some simple scribbles I could use for re-learning watercolours, it seems there was some slip of a hand.
Troll gods again, pale love triangle and a pale threesome.
Karkat gave up on trying to pick only one moirail. It didn’t discourage Gamzee and Kanaya from their competition for exclusivity, but at least they stopped trying to kill each other after he threatened he’ll ditch them for Eridan. Terezi, Aradia and Dave, on the other hand, are disgustingly pale all the time and sometimes send Karkat explicitly pale pictures with invites to join them.
/fondly regards Aradia
- Plays: 1,438
- Artist: Homestuck
- Album: AlterniaBound
- Track Name: Arisen Anew
Homestuck, Doctor Who, and Vocaloid should hang out more and make more awesome music
Arisen Anew really took my breath away the first time I heard it, and it’s still one of my favorites. It is such a good theme for Godtier Aradia - upbeat, energetic, with hints of something larger than her that she’s claiming, rather than being directed by.
A childhood full of trollish ghosts has done almost nothing to prepare Aradia for the voices of dead Horrorterrors. But even triumphant in godhood, she’s still as much the rustblooded medium she ever was, and she tries not to let the others see when the voices of dead things beyond her understanding batter at the back of her optical settings and scream in her auditory canals and twist, strangling, around her hindbrain until she feels more animal than troll.
And somehow, even when Aradia avoids the group, wandering the dreambubbles on her own, pleading some mysterious agenda of her own… well, it’s hard to hide things from a seer and a fellow goddess. When the screams are worst, Rose has a way of finding her, of talking her back to herself. And it’s not so very bad to have the human girl see her like this, Aradia realizes: Rose has, at one point, had the horrorterrors crowd out her own thoughts, too.