I have kind of been indulging myself in Homestuck fandom lately. cypher posted a thing about troll romance and asexuality in Homestuck, and then I started thinking about it, and about this thing I kind of wanted to write, and then I decided the time had come to go back and try to figure out where I'd got lost in the comic (and catch up with Act 6) and, well, yeah, so that's where the last few days went. ^_^;;; And probably why I have this headache that won't go away. (Unless I caught the Death Ill from a friend on Sunday, which come to think of it would also explain why I haven't felt up to doing anything but read webcomics since Monday night.)

And then I somehow accidentally tumbled into the land of Fan Adventures, which are text/art/multimedia/user interaction things just like Homestuck itself, only by fans, of course. There is Be The Sea Dweller Lowblood, which is 1100 pages of hemospectrum-reversed worldbuildy joy! There is Hoofstuck, which is exactly what you think it is! There is Whostuck, the Doctor-Who-Plays-Sburb crossover that is, dammit, almost entirely unlike the one I want to exist which means I'm still tempted to try mine. And doing it as a fan adventure would solve the "omg where does the plot go next?" problem.

The thing is, large parts of Homestuck fandom, including nearly all the Fan Adventures, and most of the aggregation of all the other stuff going on elsewhere, seems to happen on the MSPA Forums, and hanging around there makes me feel SO OLD. ALL OF THE YEARS. ALL OF THEM. Webcomics message boards are where I started (in interacting with fandom and in internet life) and it is all so very much exactly the same as it was, only moreso. It's like going back home, only discovering that you can't go home again, because of meteors some time travel shenanigans that mean you aren't 18 any more, dammit, being a fangirl and getting old is hard.

It's hard and nobody understands.

ANYWAY. I also kind of overdosed on stuff about that House episode today, so in order to cleanse my brain, I went ahead and wrote some asexuality-related Homestuck fic.

It is not at all what I wanted to write. It is probably not at all what cypher wanted to read.

It is not in any way a sensitive and thoughtful exploration of how having the 'wrong' sexuality would work in troll society.

Actually it's a Roxy/AR chatlog of silliness/tragedy. But it cracks me up every time I look at it so I'm posting it anyway. (With slightly-off-canon text colors, because omg my eyes, and canon alcoholism, and consider that your warnings.)

( di-stri are you there )

...writing Roxy chatlog is way too much fun.

also in completely other news, I baked and iced a cake! (Using all Betty Crocker stuff, but bluh bluh, whatever!) and it turned out really well, so here's a picture:

( Fire )