gold blood
Ψiioniic
helmsman
aliias don juan diiablo
destroyer of empiires
defiier of physiics
conner of condesces
pawner of orphaners
most powerful troll
iin paradox space
captaiin of a flyiing fortress
kiing of a celestiial kiingdom
II have slaughtered hundreds
and ruiined thousands
II brought down the battleshiip
wiith my power
whiile serviing AS iits power
II have been the bane of trolls of all colors hiigher than me
and the saviior of trolls
of all colors below me
II have rescued
demons from hell
and communed wiith
the horrorterrors
iin theiir own tongue
II have liiberated
gold bloods and sun bloods
from the chaiins of slavery
and put sea dwellers
iin theiir shackles
and most iimportantly
II am karkats moiiraiil
((This is a Homestuck AU roleplay blog for the Ψiioniic Helmsman. Open to all fandoms. Upon first meeting, please do not assume your character and Ioudas are in the same place unless you know for a fact you are, or your character isn't physically capable of getting online. IMPORTANT NOTE: If you're interested in RPing, but the typing quirk (or anything else about my formatting) annoys you, please let me know and I'll gladly drop the offending elements for you.))
Posts tagged requinkitzia
Anonymous asked you: What are you planning to do about Requin? I get the impression you forget he exists a lot.
((Requin-mun isn’t on that account very often, and I don’t want to pressure her into getting on him more than she wants to by having Ioudas always get on his case. It has absolutely nothing to do with how often Ioudas remembers him—which is always—and everything to do with OOC stuff.))
((Requin-mun and I are currently in the process of discussing what to do next with him; she doesn’t want Ioudas to resurrect him until we’ve got an idea of what to do with him.))
[I feel like I should consider myself a bad mun because my favorite interaction of the night was Makena and Ioudas screaming at each other in crossed out text about Requin.
Then I go thinking “omg, what if an interaction like this actually happened in their timeline, and Requin was there and he goes “Guys. I’m sitting right here” and Makena would be completely oblivious to his discomfort and just be like “….yes. Yes you are.” and go right back to arguing with Psi.”]
And Ioudas would flip out, shout “II DONT LOVE YOU AND II NEVER DIID”, punch Requin, and run like hell.
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==> Bring a gift to the asshole with the pool.
==> You go into Requin Kitzia’s room.
==> And discover his rotting decomposing corpse.
==> screAAM HOLYSH IT FUCKF FUCKNFM AHYMR
[Happy 12th, Psi!]
==> HYSTERICAL SOBBING
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==> Bring a gift to the asshole with the pool.
==> You go into Requin Kitzia’s room.
==> And discover his rotting decomposing corpse.
==> screAAM HOLYSH IT FUCKF FUCKNFM AHYMR
==> Go find Sharklaw!
==> You’re laying on the floor of your block, slumped against the wall. Your husk top is open before you with the page open to Ioudas’ suicide note. The time stamp shows that you didn’t see it for two days after posting
==> Your gun is between your legs and your blood and brain splattered against the wall
==> This is extremely disappointing.
==> Ioudas JUST got back and ALREADY he’s got somebody he’s gonna have to drag back from the afterlife……
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I went to preview a draft of a new fan troll I recently created, only to find that Tumblr wanted to display this picture instead. Considering that Ioudas finally returned to his ship earlier today, I’m taking this as a “sign” to post this.
So here’s my Female Requin design. I changed the cape and added a sarong so that 1) the genderbent design can easily be distinguished from the original and 2) I think it’s cute.
I also have a number of head canons related to her, but… Uh… If you want them, you’d have to ask for them.
HOLY SHIT WHAT AN ANNIVERSARY ART.
<3 <3
Dang she looking FINE.
And yes, I’d love to hear these headcanons. :D
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What if beez?
[So this is kind of a non-Makena/Saatra crack piece that I was told I should write. Inspired by this. Word count 435.]
Requin felt a pit of guilt in his stomach as he watched his little slave mourn. He’d been non-functional for a few days now, coming out of his red or blue episodes just to cry. He was thankful none of his highblood peers were around to see him go so easy on the boy. He wanted to let Psi mourn. He owed him that. It was his shitty security that got the young Troll’s lusus killed.
“Psi?” he called gently. He took the small acknowledgement as an invitation and saw himself inside. He sat beside Psi and wrapped his arms around him. He whispered apology after apology until finally Psi responded.
“It’s just…” he croaked, barely able to form words. Requin just pet the boy’s hair until he was able to form the words. “I miss Mommy… and I just have so many unanswered questions.”
“I will do my best to answer them. I’m so, so sorry, my little bee, and I will do anything I can to…” to what? Make it up to him? How can you make up something like this to somebody? “I will do anything I can for you.”
“B-but Momm-mmy knew ev-verything…”
“Well I know a lot,” he nudged Psi gently, trying to give him a reassuring smile, “I can’t tell you how sorry I am, but will you give me a chance?”
The young boy gave him a somber nod, hiccupping a little between sniffles. Requin calmly wiped Psi’s tears with the corner of his cape.
“There we are. I have to go attend to matters on the ship. Is there anything you need from me before I go?” Requin smiled and brushed back Psi’s tangled hair.
“What if…” but his voice caught.
“Go on. It’s alright,” he reassured softly.
“What if the sea was bees?” Requin did a double take, completely thrown off guard.
“I—what?”
“And what if there was a bee gun? What if you FORGOT to reload the bee gun?”
“uh, whu—?”
“What if on Mardi Gras instead of beads, you threw bees? What if bees were rainbow drinkers? What if the ship was bees? What if—
“What if I’M bees?”
There was a long, uncomfortable silence between then as Requin fought to think of how to handle this. Then it began going downhill. Psi saw it in his master’s eyes. He didn’t know and he would never know the answers to the questions he had, even if his illogical state of mind produced complete nonsense. Requin stuttered and then began fighting to answer his questions in a way that would make him happy.
Perfect.
“No, Ioudas. You ARE the bees.”
And then Ioudas was a hornet.
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Anonymous asked you: M!A: How about Jeg-grub gets transferred over to Requin? : ) (And that last magic anon was mean > : ( )
==> Nope. Veto. You are not allowing your ex master to carry your soulmate.
[not only am I skipping ahead, I’m totally cheating! I’ve had this written up for months now and am gonna get my first 213 words with it! YEEHAW!
Have some Sadstuck, everyone!]
He sat. Quietly, pensively. He couldn’t shake the unease.
He’d seen it coming for a while. One doesn’t quadrant a Troll more than half way across the hemospectrum without coming to terms with it
She was slowing down. Of course, he would be among the first to admit he’d lost some spryness, and would begrudgingly admit his usual mode of dress perhaps did not look as good as it once did… but he wasn’t losing it like she was. Her joints hurt, her eyes were nigh on useless now, she tired easily and her wits had greatly dulled.
She was coming up on the end of her life and he still had so much more to go.
“Requin?”
He jumped, then laughed at himself. He turned back to look up at his mate standing behind him.
“Hello, sugarplum.” He smile for her, despite the red film clouding her eyes. He pat the ground beside him. She smiled back at him.
“We can do that inside. The sun will be up soon.”
He paused, smile fading a little.
“I… I know. Will you stay with me here a little before then?”
She smiled back, kissing him before settling beside him. She wrapped an arm around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder.
IM SORRY YOURE WRITING MAKENA/REQUIN FANFICTION FOR NANOWRIMO
TEA I LOVE YOU SO MUCH OMFG
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