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The Greatest Witch Ever | Homestuck Fanfiction


This is a little diddy that’s been in my head for a while. I dunnno if I’ll continue this, but it’s a definite possibility. Let me know what you think.

Thanks for reading.

- Mike

Once upon a time, in the land of Skaia, there was a witch named Rose Lalonde.

She was the greatest witch ever.

Seriously, she was the best around. Like other wizards would challenge her to duels, and then she’d blast them away with one spell and everyone would be like: “Daaaammmmn.” Then Rose would just buff her nails on her robe like she didn’t give a fuck.

And she didn’t.

There are many great stories passed around the campfires, boasting of her greatness in battle and magical prowess, but as with most legends, most details of the stories are lost or warped with time. One tale stands out above the rest though, one tale that’s so awesome and just so unbelievable that it will probably last as long as time itself.

The story is called: The Tale of the Four Evil Mages.

It’s about four evil mages. That’s pretty much it.

Anyways, the story begins in the year four-hundred and thirteen, in a little town called Honey…


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A Clothesline Is Not Involved (unfinished pegging fic, nsfw)



Jade had never seen so many people since the Cuddly Grubling, but this was about a hundred times that! People everywhere, doing things, preparing for some kind of festival—

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(To the anon who requested this with any ship, I decided to go with grimdorks since I’ve haven’t written that yet and the idea seemed to fit well with them! I hoped I did the word justice! Anyways, I hope you enjoy! c:)

And there she was, a very somber Rose staring at her dead mother though the magic cueball. Not to mention as well that her grimdarkness had enveloped her entire body at this point. You really hated these new plot-hole jumping powers sometimes. They always seemed to bring you to the wrong place and the wrong time.

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He Never Knows When to Stop



Why yes I can anon!

Pairing: John/Rose

Warnings: NSFW, stuffing, weight gain

Description: Rose notices something odd about John’s eating habits, and decides to treat him by feeding him.

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bnmmmf thank you for the resend anon <333!! /tucks rest under a read more….. because. AHEM

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Anonymous said: can i request some grimdorks? anything grimdorks


[Quick little future fic snippet!]

When he gets into his office for break, Rose is there waiting for him and there’s more stuff on his desk.

(A wind up robot, a hopping Godzilla, and three little rubber monster ladies to complete the set already started there.)

“Rose, I’m running out of space here! Can’t you store your weird knick knacks some where else? Like your own office?” There’s practically no space for him to put his lunch down!

“Well technically yes, but I can’t have my students knowing that I like things like this I have my reputation to maintain after all. You, John, are a “cool” teacher.” Rose makes air quotes around the word cool and John would probably be offended if anyone besides Rose did it. Besides, the older he gets the less he cares even the tiniest bit about coolness. “It is accepted that your office will be a house of frivolity and hijinks.”

“It’s too bad that they don’t get to see this part of you. The frivolous hijinks part.”

Rose waggles the little monster finger puppets on her hand.

“I think I like it better this way, though. When there are things just for us.”

And he kind of has to agree.

Three’s Company (5)


part 4 | part 6

You wake up in definitely not your bed. There’s not nearly enough space and some jackass is taking up like half of it- wait what happened, last thing you remember is something about the middle of Highlander. You scuffle around, messing up a blanket that looks a lot like Rose’s handiwork. Sollux groans and rolls over you. You hear a very suspicious click, and worm your way up to see a blurry Rose leaning over the back of the couch with what’s gotta be her phone.

“This is incredibly adorable. Thank you, John, for your participation in creating my new wallpaper.”

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Anonymous asked you: can i request grimdorks fanfic? for a prompt, maybe them trying to cook together?


“No, you idiot, you gotta turn it flipwise.”


“No, seriously though you gotta-”

“I’ve got it, Johnathan.”

“But yo-”

“Stop trying to help!”



Paff. A very viscous half done pancake, burned slightly, contacted the ceiling and thereafter remained.

Rose turns her head to narrow her eyes at her partner.

John bites his lip, and tries not to grin.

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pairing: johnrose

word count: 250

tags: smooches, awkward teenagers

sorry its so short :o

“This is, um…”


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Anonymous said: can i request something grimdorks with rose sending risque photos to john


why yes you absolutely can

Your name is John Egbert, and at this point, you really should have known better.

You should have known by the unlabeled file sent to you without so much as a “hello” that opening them would be a bad idea. Or really, since this was Rose, you should have known that trusting any image she sent you would only end in disaster.

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Oh hey I did a flashfic prompt a while back and was too tired to post it then forgot about it completely. Here it is! An exact 100-worder too, and I went a bit stream of consciousnessy towards the end.

She’d counted at first, Rose had, counted John’s strokes, counted the powerful, pistoning thrusts he pressed on her, so eager to tabulate, analyse, appraise, but she’d fallen by the wayside halfway to her first orgasm, and now she didn’t know what she was doing, just moaning, screaming, revelling in her womanhood, legs on his shoulders cock spearing the very core of her over and over and she was howling for more he bent over kissed her on glossy black painted lips then her neck then he whispered:

“Here’s number two.”

and she came, convulsing, falling back, shouting out his name.

some kind of snibit thing


So I’ve been developing the plot for a grimdorks AU that was brought up a while back, and I have a rough draft of a part of one of the chapters here.

I just thought I might post it since the theme this week is music. :o

Like I said though; this is a first draft. It’s rocky, choppy, and not to well written yet. It also ends abruptly, whoops.

Also here, you might want this.

            You’ve always enjoyed the way the bow glides over the strings. Your fingers dance and jump across the set of strings in perfect timing. The whole act in itself is perfection which is quite satisfying to you. You always make time for yourself to play alone after school. It was a great way to cool down after another day full of stupid people and rude remarks. You’ll admit that you are not actually supposed to be in the music room right now, however. The time is three o’ clock, and you were expected to be in the school psychologist’s office for counseling over ten minutes ago.

            You face the windows of the darkened room and continue playing despite your worries. You hate counseling anyway. The way they treat you like some sort of a broken toy really pisses you off. Focus, Rose, focus. Focus on the song. All of that stress can float away with the music that is drawn from under your bow. You don’t give a damn where you’re supposed to be, because right now, you’re free as a bird.

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