Homestuck Trickster Novels & Stories

Tristan said respectfully but his actions denoted none of its warmth. Tristan realized that a game was being played upon him and he would rather meet with death first before he would be forcibly pulled once more into someone else's scheme. "A technique that uses the simple things in nature and yet to distribute each element to make a balance so as to grant a desired consciousness when completed. I must say, whoever made this innovative work was indeed a prodigy worthy of an era's acclaim." the female voice appraised the cheat that Tristan had used upon his revival. "Thank you for the kind words, Miss Administrator. The creator of this technique is indeed an intelligent woman. She is the smar

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?"

Zac groaned. "What is a Trickster?" Hunter asked, and I remembered when the situation with Max occurred. "A Trickster is a witch, but not all witches are Tricksters. Tricksters are cunning creatures and can't be trusted. The only thing they care about is what benefits them." Zac answered. "Then why would she come here and leave without gaining anything in return?" Hunter asked. "I have a feeling she came here to tell us about the prophecy for a reason. When we first heard about it, she said it was in her interest to ensure the prophecy came true. I don't know what she wants, but we can worry about that later."

ALPHA TRISTAN "Aren't you?" She began to tick points off on her fingers with clinical precision. "First, you arrogantly lured Rune here against the counsel of your betters. Then, you had the 'brilliant' idea to live-stream your triumph, only for every wolf with a smartphone to watch the 'Alpha Conqueror' turn you into a human punching bag. And now? Now you find out your three-year crusade was based on a lie. You’re a laughing stock on social media, Tristan. You’re spiraling into irrelevance."

I pulled up the screenshot of Susan throwing out her belongings and smirked. “Did you really think that by using witchcraft to make me look insane, you could push me out and take my place as the one and only lady of the family?” I leaned closer and added, “You’re funny. To Alex, you’re nothing more than a tool. Once you lose your worth, you’ll be discarded. “Before I even went back to my family, I had a private investigator dig into everything between you and Alex, every dirty deal and secret right down to that illegitimate child he tried so hard to hide.

I drifted for centuries (or seconds, time is weird when you’re mostly hole). Then Aerie found me. Offered me a dorm room, a meal plan, and a promise: Here, no one will ever try to unmake you again. So I came. I skate the void rails because they feel like home. I take Trickster Math because Kayo gets it (chaos is just love with sharper teeth). And I asked about thunder’s child support because every time I look at you six… I see the family I never got to have. The one that would have fought the void for me instead of feeding me to it.”

"Honey, you have to believe me! I knew nothing about her showing off and claiming the apartment was hers, even going as far as to say she wanted to sell it! I was only letting her stay there for a while. I never expected her to cause so much trouble!" Then, he changed his tone. "But I was wrong too. I shouldn't have brought her into our home. I shouldn't have trusted someone from my hometown so much. What I did was wrong, but this really was an honest mistake. Can you forgive me?" As he spoke, he carefully watched my expression. Looking at how fake the expression on his face was, I hated myself for not listening to my parents back in the past and stubbornly choosing this ingrate. Since he wa

"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

Think! I should open the window, and if I feel anything, then it has to be the reality. Thinking about how and why I got here would be futile. I should just imagine I transferred to a new world like the shows and animes I've watched! That's right! I got Isekaid! Although I didn't meet Truck-sama, I'm still grateful! "Please open the door." The voice whispered again, but I ignored it. Instead, I trusted my own instincts. If I open the window, then it should b-

“My brother hadn’t fallen for her at all! In fact that was what he had asked me for help last time. It seemed like your potion did not work.” “Did it not? Well, it served him right… He was the first to lie to me, so I just played a little joke on him and gave him a placebo.” “Just as he thought, so you really played a trick on him? Do you know how inconvenient that was for him,” Tristan’s little sister said, pouting a bit. “Why would that inconvenience him? Don’t tell me he really did fall for that girl? The girl whose father helped kill your whole family,” I said in an icy tone.