Homestuck Quirks Novels & Stories

She had never actively pursued relationships, as she believed that marital alliances among families were mutually beneficial and advantageous for both the family and the individual. Yet, she hadn't expected Harvey to turn violent even before their marriage. He had broken her right ankle and inflicted cruel wounds upon her. Apart from the ankle, the marks from that night's incident took a month to completely fade, leaving behind small scars. Following this ordeal, Quinn learned the steep price of being too rigid and dismissive. She realized she couldn't endure the consequences of such stubbornness. By evening, Quinn descended to the living room, and the atmosphere remained unchanged from befo

Quinn nodded eagerly. "I'm not entirely human. There are things about me, about my family, that are... different." "Different how?" "I'm a werewolf, Quinn. And apparently, I have some kind of healing power." I expected her to laugh or call me crazy. Instead, she just nodded thoughtfully. "That actually explains a lot," she said. "The weird hours, the enhanced senses, the way you knew things you shouldn't know. I suspected something supernatural was going on." "You did?"

I exclaimed. Greyson shooks his head. "Precious my smiles are only reserved to the people I love." I shook my head. "Grey Grey if you don't smile your face will get parachute. That's bad!" "You mean paralyzed?" He clarified. I snorts. "Same thing." Greyson laugh. "So which one has dimples in your family? only you?" "All of us. Except mommy only has one and not that prominent because her cheeks are chubby." I gasp. "Really?"

Beneath the carved warning, four crude tally marks stood out. After a moment's thought, I took the utility knife and carved another stroke into my skin. Searching my pockets, I found a folded scrap of paper… and a few more hidden in the corners of my room. [The monster is tampering with my memory. Trust no one. Not even myself.] [The monster's cycle isn't endless. If you can't escape within a set number of loops, you will die. Permanently.]

“We’re family, Quill. “Don’t stand up right now. You should try to regulate the energy while sitting down. “I’ll help you. “In ten minutes, I can relieve your symptoms and deal with the berserk energy accumulated in you. After that, your organs will recover, too.” Harvey placed his fingers on Quill’s wrist. Soon after, energy slowly seeped out of Quill’s body. “That’s all you need to deal with Grandpa Quill’s lingering problems?” Penny’s was doubtful. She couldn’t believe it. Harvey had been creating miracles repeatedly, but was it really that easy to deal with Quill’s long-term symptoms?

I grin. She raises an eyebrow. “It looks like the females may also have a Hill trait of making their mates want them all the time as well, if Alpha Quirin is any indication. He’s very intense,” she says as she crawls out of bed. I stroke my fingers over her sensitive nipples, listening to her soft gasp as I watch them harden under my touch. “Yeah, I’ll definitely be getting more of you later,” I murmur, before pulling her into a kiss, pushing all my love and desire for her into the kiss.

I grab their Spider-Man outfits and underwear heading to the bathroom leaving Papi to fend for himself against Grammy lmao. In the bathroom I wash all of them up at one time it's easier and saves time. Tey curiously asks me, "Did Mr. Manny growl last night?" Crap I knew one of them was gonna ask me that eventually sigh, "Yeah, Tey he did." I say quietly I don't like lying to my Stinkers because I don't want them to lie to me. Qwan is sweet, playful, quiet, and reserved until he's not; he has a horrible temper if he is pissed off. Tez is a straight jokester and prankster always joking around always.

He was looking totally relaxed. "Cut the shit and quit acting like I'm one of your patients". He roared with laughter but the glint In his eyes was still there. The bastard. He probably knew why I was here already. Quinn wasn't a mind reader but he could tell people's past and their problems by just looking at them. That was his special gift and he used it well for the humans. They saw him as a shrink. But only I knew what he really was. A being just like me, born with supernatural abilities but we are of different kinds.

Dorothy grunted, “I’m not talking nonsense. That’s exactly what you’re thinking.” Quinn panicked. “No, I didn’t mean that… I just…just…” Dorothy grinned again, amused. “Why are you stuttering? Just say it. You just…what?” Quinn stammered for a long time, only to finally give in. She glanced at Dorothy and said, “You’re right. I regard the act of rescuing and helping orphans highly. Look, Dorothy. When you love someone, you’re more likely to love anything that’s connected to the person you love. Why? What’s wrong with that? I don’t have the chance to go back in time to make up for his childhood, but I can still make it up by supporting the childhood of other orphans! This is my way of making

"Clinging to the hollow shell of a marriage? You make it sound so noble. It's you who's been pestering Susanne all along. Yet, you still dare to say, right to my face, that Susanne is your wife? "You must have a death wish for trying to hit on my fiancee. I'm gonna make sure the whole world sees what a shameless homewrecker you are!" Stanley blocked the door to stop anyone from entering or leaving the restroom, then pulled out his phone to record a video. "Check this out, everyone. This homewrecker has been trying to seduce my fiancee. My fiancee ignored him, but he still wouldn't give up. Now he's followed us all the way to our workplace. Are homewreckers these days really this shameless?"