Dave is regular bounty hunter. YOu are honestly gonna hate me for this. JakeDave?...

The game is won Lord English has been beaten but for one sprite victory is bittersweet. The friends he had in his timeline are still dead and they are still out there somewhere in the dreambubbles. Instead of going to enjoy the victory that he and everyone had fought so hard for he searches the dreambubbles to find his friends so that he can finally be the only Dave

Four Humans flee before the hound's wrath, twelve trolls cower within the depths of their meteor, whilst twelve more look on from the dream bubbles. These groups are on the verge of collapse even now, so how can they hope to stand against the Lord of Time. Yet, all is not lost, a new session will soon connect to the others. Perhaps these new players, can help the others to stand.

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A perfect playthough requires hours of careful consideration, planning, and sacrifice. Through it all, the reward is a peaceful end that everyone can enjoy. That was his plan, and with nothing but years of acting and reacting, a troll will see just what the Timelines have in store as he desperately tries to keep his friends alive for it all. OC in Canon

I enjoy writing song lyrics, even for songs that don't actually exist. Most of these songs tend to be fanfiction. So... Homestuck song lyrics. May be updated from time to time with new songs. Rated T because Homestuck. Also Dave.

Dave and Kankri have an agreement where Dave would visit every Friday. Kankri being a medical student in psychology and anatomy, likes to study and examine Dave's body for his own research and knowledge. This visit would be different from the others.

John has no idea why he's so tired all the time. It's not just depression, he's sure of that, and Jane has assured him that nothing is wrong with him physically. So why is he so tired? Why can John not remember his dreams? Why does he find himself waking up with tears in his eyes for no apparent reason? And most importantly, why is he losing time?

There were many stories of an old circus that used to be around many years ago that brought joy and smiles to all who came. The purest of souls were filled with laughter, but the circus had a dark secret. Led by the ringleader, The Grand High Blood (GHB), the rumors started that the circus lead certain people to their deaths. / More Summary Inside

Nous sommes le 13 avril et pour fêter l'anniversaire de ce webcomic à la con fait par un homme orange s'étant fait tuer par un gros monstre vert, j'ai décidé de ne pas faire de traduction mais, à la place, de vous parler du meilleur et plus beau ship ayant jamais existé. Attention, le taux de romantisme vous fera pleurer.

On their way to the Green Sun, Dave and Rose reflect on the events that occurred today and their relationships before their eminent deaths.

Karkat Vantas is the new emperor of the troll race. Even at so young he did what was considered the impossible. Culling his predecessor was only half the battle however. Now he must try to pick up the pieces of an already broken society and mold it into something functional. All this on top of juggling his duties as a moirail and possibly other quadrants on top of it all erikar

one shots dedicado a esta pareja que me encanta.

Ms. Paint et Andrew Hussie s'occupent de Spades Slick. Enfin, non, c'est plutôt Ms. Paint qui s'occupe de Slick et d'Hussie. Et les deux sont chanceux : ils ont la personne la plus patiente du monde avec eux. Fanfic originelle par Somniate, implications de Slick x Paint et de Hussie x Paint, se déroule un peu avant l'Acte 6 Intermission 2 [TRADUCTION]

Aquí se recopilan mas historias ocurridas en la Tierra C de la linea temporal Candy, los escribas siguen encontrando mas...

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When Sollux's hive is destroyed in a mind-honey incident, Eridan is forced to house him for longer than he'd hoped, but at least there seems to be some perks to living with the gold-blood, as caliginous tensions rise, and they can't help but fall into a kismessitude. Alternate timeline, a few sweeps in the future. Erisol blackrom

Today she came with a piece of paper and a goal. [Davesprite/Nepeta]

The game was over, so why didn't Dirk feel safe? Dirk can't ignore his growing sense of paranoia. He needs to make sure he can protect his friends. Luckily, Jake is there to talk him down. (Content Warnings!: self-harm, blood, eating disorders)

[TRADUCTION] Choisir les lasagnes comme premier plat à préparer pour un (1) garçon humain et un (1) garçon troll pour prouver que vous pouvez vaincre ces problèmes avec la cuisine. Traduction de "The Only Lasagna Recipe You'll Ever Need", par urbanAnchorite. Je m'excuse d'avance si la traduction est un peu boiteuse à certains moments.

This is the first fanfic to my series; Ashestuck! 3 The trolls have crash landed onto a new planet... Full of strange creatures and people.

A no game au if Feferi never took her place as Empress, if things pressed on like they used to. Krkat fell back into the role of his ancestor in an attempt to survive after his moirail and red rom crush had vanished. However the Makara too had found his new place on this planet. One that opposed his very existence.

What would you get if you threw a crabby shout ass, a clown with a few loose screws, some seemingly laid-back cool kid and a wannabe legislacerator onto the same flying rock? That's right! Just another day...

"All it took was one that was differnet," She gridded her teeth, watching the glorious and orderly divide that Alternia had worked so hard for begin to break and tear at the seams. "And they are a Mutant and a Mono-blood..." Her fist curled tightly around her Triton staff. "Had I known sooner...they too would've been eradicate with the rest of the Mutants of the True Hue."

Dave strider was never one for parties, but it was Halloween. Why not go out and fuck about with one of his best friends? That is until he catches the eyes of the host and literal demon (John x Dave)