Homestuck Quirks Novels & Stories

"So I'll continue. When this place was built, I'd spent like...let's say...one and half- ish years living here. It was finished and a new couple moved in. They had two teenage daughters and looked a bit...weird, I won't lie, they looked weird. They also lived a wayward life. Always throwing parties every night, when they weren't throwing parties, they were attending them, returning home as late as three pm. They were so rude and arrogant that I had to give them some space. I didn't relate with them after I realized their wayward lifestyle. Anyway, suddenly, one evening, one of their daughters knocked my door. The older one I think that one was...probably sixteen - seventeen or so. She came

“It’s still warm, I would say the fight happened only 15 minutes ago.” “These quilix died in fighting circles,” Hussin said, surveying the carnage. “It is our most used tactic for our primarily non-combat nest members. Whatever did this used raw power to overcome all present.” “To slay this many buggies, thing must be strong,” Grub said, kneeling down next to another crazak and running his hand over its limbs, tracing the deep gouges in its tough chitin with his finger. “This buggy was ripped in pieces. With strong buggy shell, takes much strength. Grub thinks more than what wonky leg could do.”

"I can't even move you right now. Whatever you're starting isn't going to be very fun." Holly's smile twitched. "Am I starting something?" she questioned innocently as she ground against Quix's lower body. He might be too weak to move her, but other body parts were working perfectly fine. Quix growled low in his throat. "If you really want this, I'm going to have to ask you to lock the door." he shook his head with a soft chuckle. "Contrary to how I act, I don't like sharing. I really don't think this is a good idea, we should stop while we can."

“It was pretty hard.” “Well, only a few of us got in,” Quill says proudly. “Don’t act so happy,” I point out. “So did Anderson and Abigail.” Quill makes a face. “Abigail, I get. She’s got brains, and ever since she woke up from her coma, she’s been crazy strong. But Anderson? Does this place not have some psych evaluation? The guy’s a psycho.” Anderson is another student who joined this camp at the same time as us. He and I don’t have the best track record, what with him deliberately putting me in dangerous situations.

It "Lacked." His form began to stutter, appearing and disappearing in bursts of iridescent violet light. He was being "Over-written" by the insurrection script, but his own "Primary Admin" marrow was fighting back. He was a "Glitch in the System," a variable that could not be easily reformatted. "Kaelen!" Lyra shrieked, her transparent form pulsing with a frantic, violet-gold radiance.

Today I've grabbed a change of clothes and something to put my hair up with. Shaking my head, I grin, thinking I've never seen anyone's office as bad as Trick's. It's part of his appeal – the 'no fucks given' attitude he shoves in the face of everyone is like a shield against the world. I'm convinced now, more than ever, that there's a deeper side to Trick, a side he doesn't show to many. Tapping my fingers against the steering wheel, I wonder what it takes to see that side. "What are you doing, Hadley?"

This was because their grandmother was a light witch who was strong enough to pass those abilities to her grandchildren skipping a generation. He was very fast and could create teleportation portals. It took a lot of energy to do and only Orion, Mik and Quentin knew about the speed not the portals. Like few of his family and friends he could only shift part of their body at will. Mik had the ability to make himself and those he touched invisible at will while Quentin was physically stronger than normal for a wolf, he was also able to hide his scent. "You look tired." She commented and motioned for him to lay back on the ground.

He had gotten kind of aggressive with me, which whether or not I led him on is not cool at all I was relieved when the night was over and we could leave. I'm sure had the argument with Quin not happened I would have enjoyed the night much more. But Lee looked so thrilled with how things had gone and that was more than enough for me. "Did Quin seem strange to you last night?" I asked as we got ready for breakfast the next day. "You know he actually did. Maybe he missed a day of his meds." "Meds? For what?" "Well, he's got this mild personality disorder. Sometimes it makes him misinterpret things and not pick up on social cues the correct way. It's usually not a problem. He's really good about

He said, "Her chart's extraordinary. The stars point to a rare healing energy, a fate not only to restore her husband's health but also to give him heirs who will carry on the family name. "Plus, she has the power to neutralize negative energy and draw in immense good luck. She'll ensure Mr. Quirrel lives a long and successful life." The moment he finished speaking, Adrian's mother, Lydia Hall, rushed forward and grabbed my hand. "That's great. He's going to recover soon," Lydia said. A wave of nausea hit me, but I forced myself not to pull my hand away. Adrian Quirrel had been in poor health since he was born. No matter how many top hospitals they visited, his health never improved. Many do

“Brat, you are not even crippled. Not to mention, even if you are truly crippled, so what? Rocks can cultivate and become sentient, what more a human?” “Impossible!” Qing Wu You exclaimed. “Fairy Yin, not only did the Awakening artifact not respond to my body, even the several tests that followed after yielded the same results. My Lord Father did not give up until the famed doctors and renowned alchemists throughout the empire had examined my body, and all of them arrived at the same conclusion. No matter how much qi was poured inside my body, it all dissipates!”