Dear reader,

I’ll likely be posting at least 1 fic this week

Thank you all for sticking around UuU

blue-mice-and-pelicans:

Be it inspiring poems or worthless drabble, the act of actually getting words down on a page will make you a better writer. Like everything, the more you practice, the better you get. The more you write, the more you’ll work out how to make sentences flow and bend to your will.

Post-Intermission
Pairing: SlickxDroog

Spades Slick doesn’t cry.

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Midnight Crew
Pairing: SlickxDroog
Note: A short ficlet for knivesandebony (whose birthday is today) and
umbritis (whose birthday is tomorrow). Hope you guys have a good one! ;u;

They don’t really mention it.

Their birthdays, that is.

It was never a custom to celebrate the day of their creation back on Derse. It was just another day. Some of the commonfolk occasionally exchanged words about it—no more than a recognition of it to mark down one’s age—but otherwise it passed by without much thought.

As Midnight City grew on Alternia, however, the citizens seemed to take a liking to the idea of celebrating the day. They exchanged gifts, they had parties, they got shitfaced because they felt they had some obligation to on their particular day. It grew as the city grew, until eventually everyone had forgotten of the quiet birthdays that had once been such a norm.

Not the Midnight Crew.

At least, not visibly.

The Crew treats every day as everyone does their birthday, so if there is any celebration, it’s not obvious. They don’t celebrate, though. In fact, Deuce and Boxcars have forgotten their birthdays.

But Slick and Droog remember.

For a silly reason. By some strange coincidence, Droog’s birthday is the day after Slick’s. The occasional teasing about this fact in distant memories reminds them, so they never forget.

Even so, they don’t celebrate it.

Yet they still acknowledge it, in their own way.

On the night of Slick’s birthday, when the other two Crew members have gone to bed, Droog will turn the television on and stick an old cassette of the film Scarface—the original, and Slick’s favourite—into the VCR. They’ll both sit on the couch, with nothing but the flickering of the television to light the room, and just watch. They never really talk, except for Slick’s occasional snickers or snide comments—the same ones every time.

Eventually they’ll get tired, as they always do. During the film, Slick will slump over onto Droog’s shoulder. He won’t say anything, though any other night he would push him off. Instead he’ll stay silent, and as the film drags on, he’ll gradually readjust himself so that he’s half-sitting, half-lying on the couch, moving Slick’s head to his chest and draping his arm over his shoulder.

When midnight strikes, as if he’s been watching the clock in the dark, Slick will mutter, “Happy Birthday.”

And Droog will mutter it back. He won’t bother getting up to turn the television off when the movie’s over, because by that point Slick is asleep, his arm secured around Droog’s waist. He’ll reach for the tattered blanket slung over the back of the couch, gently cover the both of them, rest his head back, and listen to Slick’s steady breathing until he falls asleep.

Sometime during the night, the television will turn itself off, like a birthday candle spoiled by the wind.

But that’s alright. They never need the wish anyway.

Homestuck Intermission
Pairing: SlickxDroog
Prompt: I’m going to keep this a secret…
For: sassy-gay-droog
Note: This is really late, sorry!
I hope you like it anyway,
despite it being a tad short.

You are Snowman, and you have a date tonight.

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Homestuck
Pairing: SSxDD, SSxBQ
Note: This fic is inspired by/based
on this fanart by Umbritis.

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I could have been your world

I could have been your universe

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Midnight Crew
Pairing: SlickxDroog
Note: Written for a very special someone <3

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He’s up earlier than usual.

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