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48355 No.48355
Old thread here >>45492
No one else did it, so I did.

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No.49713
>>49680
Bawww it's so cute <3
I can't wait for the rest of it. He's transgender and doesn't know it, hehe~

>>49706
Oh my. B3

No.49720
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49720
THIS THREAD IS NOW AN EQUIUS-IN-DRESSES THREAD.
INSPIRED BY DEL. :3

No.49723
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49723
>>49642
2
(3 may be tame enough for forum posting instead)

No.49724
>>49706

Yes.

>>49720

HELL yess.

>>49723

HELL FUCKING YES.

No.49726
>>49723
UNF.

ITT: Equius and Sollux, everywhere, all the time.

No.49727
Sollux and Equius Appreciation Station ITT

No.49728
>>49720
WELL FUCK, NOW I DON'T KNOW WHAT FAN-ART I'M GOING TO ASK FOR.

But then, the porn part is going to change a little bit, in light of the recent exposition on our resident musclebeast admirer.

No.49729
>Practically everything MAKES YOU FURIOUS. You have so much rage, it can only be expressed through STAGGERING QUANTITIES OF PHYSICAL VIOLENCE. You build strong and sturdy robots, set them to kill mode, and BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THEM in caged brawls.

I'm going to draw cT raping EVERYTHING.

No.49730
>>49729

cT tries to rape himself, cannot, is SO FUCKING FURIOUS

(don't actually do this)

No.49731
>>49729

Spades Slick, then?

No.49741
>>49729
Yes. :3c

>>49730
I might do this just because it's so retarded, hahahaha

No.49744
>>49741

if it were anyone else I'd be crying but I have faith in you

I think ;_;

No.49747
I leave for a day and all this karkat/sollux happens *_* it's like christmas in july up in here

No.49749
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49749
Anatomy, how the fuck does it work.

Okay, so I tried making the lighting slightly more realistic, but it didn't really do what I wanted it to so whatever. There are ten billion things wrong with this but I am done with it. }:C

No.49751
>>49749
Ffffffuuuuck that's hot. Alright, after I finish this story, whether or not you want to draw anything for me, you can ask me to write something else for you. Because god damn that's amazing.

Also, I thought something was wrong with the anatomy at first, then I realized I was looking at amputee porn. That having been said, STILL hot. Not any hot-er though.

No.49753
>>49749
If that is based off Caring I will love you forever.
And I guess draw you something again. Any new pairings you like or just the old stand-bys?

No.49754
>>49751
YEAH, hahaha. :B
Ain't got no legs. It's actually inspired by this fic: http://community.livejournal.com/homesmut/719.html?thread=18127#t18127
And man, I'd probably like ANYTHING you write. So I say write whatever you want. :3
Also I need a request from you, damn it. I'm thinking about drawing cT in a skirt or something silly because he makes a cute crossdresser.

No.49755
>>49753
IT IS. I have three all-time favorite trolls, Tavros, Gamzee and Equius, so anything involving them will automatically get my approval. But I don't request things, it makes me feel like an ass. ;c

No.49757
>>49754
J-jeez, I'd say I'm flattered, but shit I'm far too cool and collected to succumb to that silly behavior.
SO I GUESS I'LL FINISH THIS STORY THEN AND MOVE ON TO THE SOLLUX/WHOEVER ELSE.

(But I guess if I had to request something then yeah it would probably be cT crossdressing, as clean or smutty as you like. (Or Karkat/cT hatesexings.))

No.49761
>>49749

I just.

Yes. Very yes.

You oughtta post that shit as a followup to the fic because it's amazing. Also I write fic and getting a followup pic is like the ultimate compliment. :B

No.49763
>>49761
Likewise. It's high, high, (HOW do you even GET all up in being that HIGH) praise.

No.49764
>>49761 >>49763
The deed is done. B3

No.49765
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49765
>>49749

I uh buh... I'll be in my bunk.

No.49766
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49766
MOAR EQUIUS.
He is so pretty. Just look at this girly mother fucker.

No.49769
>>49766
OH GOD YES. :DDD
This is just so amazingly cute I can't help myself. i'm very nearly done with the porn section of Miracle Boy, promise promise.

No.49770
>>49769
Shit man, I was about to go to bed BUT NOT NOW.
*eagerface*
83

No.49771
>>49770
Seriously about to wrap it up, GOD DAMN THIS STORY.

No.49774
FUCKING FINALLY. SORRY FOR THE WAIT.

(A/N: I AM NOT CHANGING cT's NAME TO EQUIUS BECAUSE ARGH THAT'S TOO OBVIOUS. So in keeping with how I stick with my fiction decisions, even when derailed like FUCK, his name remains Quetra in this fic. Hell, he's practically a different character anyway.)

Quetra didn't want it to stop there, however-- still, It wasn't long before he was apologizing too many times for comfort.

He had been keeping his movements, or at least the unncessary ones, to a minimum ever since they started at this extremely cautious bit of intimacy-- he didn't want to accidentally hurt Gamzee. His normal penchant for violence, which he would admit he had felt flare up dangerously high when Gamzee first burst in (though his self-consciousness about the dress he was wearing won out, thankfully) had settled down considerably.

When the clown-faced boy had returned his affections after the horribly slow moments that followed the initial kiss, he felt a shiver shoot up his back that, judging by the wince on his friend's face, probably hurt his ribs something smart. And when Gamzee still didn't back away, he honestly tried to avoid hurting him further: he instead gripped the back of Gamzee's shirt as light as he possibly could, resisting so hard the urge to clamp down on the soft fabric.

And still, as Gamzee's hands roamed his sides, the clown boy chuckling softly as he tried to manuever to kiss Quetra's neck, he couldn't stop himself from ripping the shirt almost entirely off of his body. Gamzee pulled back almost too quickly, raising Quetra's hackles once again.

Then the other boy simply smiled at him in his dopey, well meaning way and laughed. "Shit bro-chinery, it's all up in bein' fine as fuck, y'know? I got shirts out the motherfuckin' wazoo, always bein' about covered in sopor slime after all and shit."

Even Quetra was calmed by the clown-faced boy's demeanor; his idle reassurances. He supposed if it wasn't going to upset Gamzee, then he shouldn't be getting upset himself about something he did in the first place. "It's really not a p-problem?"

"Psh, naw." Gamzee gave a strange grin (Quetra realized briefly and bemusedly that it was the kind of grin that implied seduction) and picked him up by his hips. Quetra's gut felt horribly uneasy in the very few moments he was off of his feet, but the clown simply set him down on his computer desk.

"I mean, it's like... we both like gettin' all up in bein' dirty, y'know?"

And he had a point, Quetra supposed, but he didn't really have a whole lot of time to devote thought to thinking about the surprising amount of things the two of them had in common, because Gamzee was getting down on his knees now and suddenly thought was a luxury.

Quetra knew enough about... "fine art", however, to know what Gamzee was intending to do to him, and though it colored his cheeks a near-pitch color he had enough good sense to push himself back further on the desk and clamp his legs to either side of the reinforced steel frame.

Unsurprisingly, it dented heavily inward, and though nothing had happened to his legs Gamzee's eyes still widened. "Good," Quetra thought. "I don't want him to think that this is going to be all that safe."

"Damn, you're all wicked strong as shit for bein' a chick." Gamzee just laughed at the dressed up boy when his expression turned to that of a petulant little kid, at once trying to take the compliment in stride and at the same time somewhat insulted at the implications aboout his gender.

He decided not to retailiate (even with words) and instead directed his increasing apprehension on his computer desk, which predictably gave under his fingers, crumpling up as easily as foil. He was trying not to be nervous about the situation but fuck clown-boy was pushing his dress up and what if he changed his mind when he saw--

"Aw it's on motherfucker, look at these bitchin' boxers you got goin' on these hips, Mr. Fix it." The voice came out surprisingly low, opening and closing with a laugh but with an inticing tone inbetween. Coming from anyone else it would sound like a mean-spirited jab but from Gamzee it was ridiculously charming; like he was trying to seduce his gog-damn wrench-print boxers.

The very thought had Quetra laughing, and he couldn't stop: it began as a soft sort of shaking chuckle and soon his guts were aching with the motion. In the background he could hear Gamzee laughing, lower than his own voice but still sincere somehow. But then, Quetra didn't know what it was the clown boy was laughing at, after all.

All the while Quetra was laughing Gamzee was deftly removing the boxers, inch by inch in time with the jerking motions the laughter brought on. And suddenly Gamzee's laughter disappeared and Quetra's died in his throat, because Gamzee had just taken Quetra's cock into his own, and after that there was a distinct lack of conversation.

But a steady stream of names and expletives, to be sure. "Oh FUCK you clown-faced bastard, oh god," and Gamzee just laughed against his shaft, causing vibrations Quetra almost couldn't take. The desk began to quiver, and Quetra thought loudly inside his head how much shit he would beat out of it if it broke right now. He hoped that would be enough, because he couldn't think about anything else after that except for Gamzee's painted lips around HIM and how much he wanted to grab him by the horns or the hair or ANY kind of touch right now.

So instead he took advantage of the fact that he lived in such a remote location, and let out the a bewildering moan-- he had never had cause to make a noise like that before, and now when it finally flew from between his lips it was caught between masculine and feminine, making no distinction nor attempt to be one or the other. It was both, and suddenly Gamzee had a dazed look on his face that looked a lot more like arousal than confusion.

After the first outburst Quetra tried to limit himself to just whimpers and throaty noises of approval; Gamzee's weirdly long tongue was lapping at the bottom of his shaft, catching one of his balls every now and then, and it was one of those times that Quetra decided he would rather cry out than twitch and break Gamzee's jaw.

All whimpers and groans and moans now that seemed to stretch on forever, but Quetra didn't care; it seemed like forever that Gamzee was licking at the tip of the head, swirling his tongue about it, taking it down sometimes deep and sometimes shallow and fast and oh sweet FUCK.

Then, with a very gentle nip and chuckle against the most sensitive of skin, Gamzee's lips left him and Quetra had to damn himself then for making such a pitiful and pleading noise; he was supposed to be strong. "But maybe, this time," he thought distantly, "I don't really have to be..."

But his pleading was rewarded, this time with a hand wrapped carefully around his cock, and all at once Quetra's vision was clouded with a ludicrous image: His member, four lithe fingers wrapped around it and then, almost nonsensically, a wild tangled mess of hair perforated only by the towering horns jutting from the black mess, and the beginnings of a painted face below and out of sight.

For that brief moment, with a clown-faced boy readying himself to jerk off he, a seemingly crossdressing tomboy, he didn't fully believe that any of this was happening, and that somewhere along the line he had fallen into some kind of coma.

Then there was a long, wriggling tongue pressing against a place even more sensitive than his member, beneath cock and all, and he wondered why he ever attempted thought at all.

This time the sound that came from him was definitely feminine, a high-pitched gasp of complete and utter surprise, and Quetra had to clench his hands so terribly hard to keep from pushing his head away, pulling his head in.

He had to stop himself from doing both in rapid succession.

Gamzee's hand was moving up and down his shaft quickly-- softly, perhaps, but with sincere eagerness. It was driving Quetra insane, because Gamzee's tongue hadn't stopped probing at him, hadn't quit licking under his sac, hadn't ceased any of the things he had began and FUCK did Quetra love him for it.

Quetra felt himself become unbearably warm, and something told him that this was it, he was about to explode for better or worse and right now he felt like that would be the best choice so he made no move to stop it. Now even the noises he was making couldn't stop his legs from quaking against the desk, and-- like a god damn miracle-- Gamzee could seemingly tell. The clown-faced boy once again set his attention on Quetra's cock, settling his fingers at the base as his mouth returned to doing it's incomprehensible work on his member.

Gamzee dipped his head down lower, fingers pulling back one by one until there was nothing left to prevent him from taking it all the way down to the base--and then, as the clown boy looked up at him and chuckled deeply in his throat, Quetra met his eyes, and that was all it took. He lost it. His body convulsed and it was all the desk could do to not break because it sure as hell didn't want to become scrap.

Gamzee somehow managed to stay in one place, his head completely still save for the slight bobbing motion that accompanied everything he did, as Quetra's exhausted moans filled the room. The noise stretched out across the room, filling every space and most certainly Gamzee's ears, as a smile formed on his face in an absurd expression, pleased and amused and-- in the middle of it all, he hadn't taken his mouth off of his member the entire time.

Finally, when the last whimper died in his throat, Gamzee swallowed everything he had taken from him.

(A/N: There will be some kind of epilogue to this, to finish it off, but I'm tired of hacking at this and just fretting over it too much, I feel like editing the shit out of it.)

And of course there was that damn smile.

No.49775
Oh Andrew, how I love thee.

Just after I get done writing some gigantic Equius/Gamzee fic with a made-up name, you go and do a cT/tC UPDATE THAT'S ALL CUTE AS SHIT. FUCK YEAH.

I knew I read this shit for a reason.

No.49779
>>49774
Hnnghghghhh <3
This is the greatest thing.
I feel fanart coming on... if only this god damn headache would go away.

>>49775
The update, ffff. Who'd have thought Gamzee would be at the top of the rung. THE IRONY.

No.49825
>>49779

woot fuckin CALLED that shit

(which is good because I apped and got Gamzee in a lj thing and totally went ahead and said he had fancy blood)

also that miracle boy fic is sweet as hell, I think I left you a comment about it on HS

No.49826
>>49779

It made sense to me, following the caste colour patterns. Purple is very often associated with royalty as well, and he lives close to the sea, which has upper-class troll implications as well.

No.49828
>>49774

Hottest motherfucking blowjob I have ever read. Shiiiiiiit, my motherfucker. A clown and a girly crossdresser, if that is not a MIRACLE I don't know what is.

That first sentence is complete seriousness. I very much like the fact that, as the story progresses, Gamzee's shown to have a perfectly fine sense of awareness and sexual agency. Husky, deep-voiced, and confident. Unnf.

Finally, I have to thank you. Now I can better imagine how to write him for my own damn fic. Now I know how to make him sexy.

No.49829
okay now where is all the TC/ct D/s?

No.49830
>>49829

Fandom isn't big enough for instant porn.

Give it time.

No.49842
>>49779
I'm glad you ended up liking it. c: I admittedly had to keep pulling myself back to the actual PORN instead of what was going on inside Equius's head. But yeah, hope your head starts to feel better.

>>49825
Haha, you have read my /pco/ fic, right? "So Polite"? That's the one you commented on over at HS; I haven't posted anything else there yet; seeing how it works out.

But, haha, yes; glad you liked it too.

>>49828
w-wHOA MAN, you really liked it that much? o: I mean, I'm not gonna complain. I'm just happy you're getting this much out of it, really.

Gamzee was a bit of a challenge in that regard, but I don't know how I got him pegged as the husky type; I think I just like funny people, and so some of the laughter might've helped pull that off.

But glad you liked the scene. Have you read "So Polite", the fic I did for the /pco/ thread? I was worried the people crossreading this thread would find my new fic boring because AW SHIT ANOTHER BLOWJOB SCENE (but after the big reveal about cT's strength, FUCK; they weren't going to be having sex anything soon. Also, I don't know how Gamzee got up to his house. Fuckin' miracles.)

No.49849
>>49829
>TC/ct D/s
Huh, is this standard nomenclature in the community, the upper- and lower-case thing?

No.49852
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49852
something from the romart thread I knew you guys'd like

No.49854
>>49849
I've seen some D/s people do it online, submissives don't deserve capital letters for their names or whatever.

I've also seen people complain about it being silly and pretentious, so I don't know if it's a standard or not.

So, no. Not standard, but common enough.

No.49855
>>49852
Yessssss thanks for reposting this otherwise I would never have seen it.

No.49856
>>49842

'So Polite' is the Karkat/Vriska one, yes? Yeah, I raved anon praise for that one. You write oral sex well.

In real life, not every time two people has sex follows some variation of the handjob-->blowjob-->sex-->anal Standard Porn Sequence.

But, yes. They were both written well, but they were also startlingly Relevant To My Interests. Under the desk/over the desk, a good ol' fashioned seduction, a confident, confident cocksucker/passive recipient, noisy people, some quality cyberin' dirty talk on the part of Vriska...

So, yeah.

No.49857
>>49828
This is basically what I thought about the fic, I'm simply an incredibly inarticulate person. I speak with grunts and giggles.

>>49842
I really liked how you portrayed Gamzee. Tall people. :3c
He was really charming just being spacey and completely unaware of how upset Equius was. There was literally nothing I thought was out of character or even off in his characterization. Friggin PERFECT, if you don't mind me bumping up the compliment a notch.

>>49852
kawaiiest motherfucker on the block

No.49858
Also. It occurs to me. At this point, we've shipped and smutted Gamzee/Tavros, Tavros/Equius, and Gamzee/Equius.

Clearly the next step is a threesome. Probably after everyone's been doped up on sopor slime because Tavros and Equius seem way too uptight to be comfy with that sort of thing.

No.49860
>>49856
I know, but some people just expect sex. But thanks muchly for the compliment. Though, DAMN I didn't notice the trend. Fuckin' desks and blowjobs, god damn. Subconscious fetish or something, I guess.

(And Vriska's dirty talk still makes me go red as hell and I try not to think about how corny it sounds out of context)

>>49857
Man, Gamzee HAS to be tall in my head. He just seems like he would be. And hell, to Gamzee, Equius ALWAYS looks angry I bet (since he hasn't looked happy as of yet at all), so yeah he probably didn't notice.

I used to LOATHE Gamzee. Oh god I got so angry when he first started out. But man, he's too friiggin' chill and nice to hate. So I'm happy I was able to write him well.

(I'm going to try to stop wallowing in praise and shit now, this is starting to seem embarrassingly like I'm an attention whore)

No.49863
How to start the day off right:
1. Wake up. Stumble around. Realize I'm not wearing my glasses.
2. Where the FUCK or those god damn gla-oh there they are.
3. Sit on the internet for an hour, avoiding necessary daily routines.
4. Get in the shower with my glasses on.
5. Realize I have paid commission work to do.
Mother FUCKER.
I'll get to the fanart later, hhrrrghhhhh.

>>49860
NOT TO ME. But that's because I like everyone. C:

No.49868
>>49863
MONEY IS IMPORTANT SO WORK COMMISSIONS.

Also whoo I'm glad I'm not coming off like one yaaaaaay. c: And you DO like everyone, it's a miracle.

(man i'm tired.)

No.49885
>>49868

The desire to avoid needless attention-whoring was part of what kept me back from namefagging. Apparently pluschan's MSPA fans are laid-back folks.

No.49887
>>49885
That's the reason I chose a completely different name, actually. But yeah, people are really nice at P4C, or at least in the MSPA threads.

(Oh man I hope I'm not coming off that way to you of all people aw damn.)

No.49894
I don't always namefag it up either because outside of the plushrump comm on LJ I've contributed exactly one thing to the homestuck pornroll :B

and if I can be totally honest here, the only unappealing thing I've seen you do is repeatedly wibble how you don't wanna be seen as an attention whore. you do good stuff, people respond to that, and thanking them or talking about your work isn't attention whoring. don't worry so much.

No.49897
Looks like we're off page 1, so I started >>49896.



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