heavy sigh we are the worst admins ever oh well

anyway i guess weve all been busy lately not in position of searching and digging through the internet so yeah

idk i apologize for being unactive

-aristotel

smallworldofbigal:

Hey guys. My name is Al.

I’m the Grandpa Harley pictured here.

This is my mom.

I’ve never done anything like this before so forgive me if this seems out of place for me to do. ;^^

My mom is going in for surgery on her knee due to an incident that happened at the school she works…

oh shit dude

hey guys im just gonna leave this here for signal boost okay

-aristotel

pocket-pixie:

Okay, my turn for a heartwarming Homestuck story:

So on saturday of CTcon, this little girl came up to me and a couple of other homestucks are hanging out on the second floor.  She was interested in our outfits and asked what they were.  None of the others knew how to explain homestuck to such a young girl, but me with my love of kids couldn’t resist.  I knelled down, as karkat and introduced myself as a troll from outer space.  She asked if we were aliens and i said that we were as alien as she was.  She giggled and called me a cat cause she couldn’t remember the full name karkat.  I introduced gamzee as my silly clown friend who likes pie, sollux as a cool troll who likes computers and bees, and feferi as the troll princess.  She liked feferi the most.  i asked the little girl if she was a princess and she said yes.  I got up, took my friend poots dressed as calliopes horns after introducing them to each other and put them on the little girl with her consent.  I had the feferi dub her in as the new troll princess and she took off the horns, gave them to calliope and hugged me.  She said i was her favorite cat.

photo credit

HOLY SHIT MY FEELS

- skeej

oh my god

-aristotel

gemiblu:

So I just wanna tell you guys a little story.

We were doing a photoshoot by a fountain when this little boy saw us. He had his two guardians with him and he seemed very shy, but they encouraged him to come say hi.

When he came up, we saw he had a hearing aid and he communicated with sign language. But he was interested in our outfits and he wanted to feel them. We all sat on the floor and let him touch and feel each of our outfits and he even touched our horns. 

He was such a sweet boy and he gave us high fives and everything. The entire time he smiled and was just happy. And at then end his guardians wanted a picture and we took one ourselves. 

It was an experience that turned out to be my favorite during the whole con. I will never forget his smiling little face.

But I just wanted to make a point that not all Homestuck cosplayers are the “crazy ones” you see at cons. Homestuck cosplayers are just like everyone else that cosplays. There can be nice ones and mean ones. 

And honestly, I find it more fun when everyone gets along with everyone rather than creating a fandom hate war.

ramember:

cancerously:

cosplaymallow:

stupidmcdumb:

Fandom, allow me a moment of your time so that I may recount to you a true story. A sequence of events that I believe are a pure embodiment the human spirits of love, perseverence, and recklessness. This is the story of the day I met Andrew Hussie.

It took place on Sunday: the final day of San Diego Comic Con, as well as the day I was scheduled to embark on a return flight back to Florida. Although I enjoyed my brief week long stay with family in California, I was thoroughly disappointed that I was unable to acquire a badge to enter Comic Con, as I unwittingly believed that I would be able to purchase one at the door. The possibility of meeting Hussie face to face was so enticing, that I managed to convince my family to plan the trip coincide with the dates scheduled for convention. Naturally, I was crushed to learn I would not be able to fulfill this dream because of the fat neckbeards who took my badge away from me. However, I was not prepared to give up so easily.

My flight was scheduled to leave at 1:50 PM, and Hussie’s Sunday autograph session was from 12:00 - 3:00 PM. On the way to the San Diego International Airport, I begged and pleaded with my family that we make a quick stop at Comic Con, hoping I could borrow a badge for a few minutes in order to meet this living legend in the flesh. Unfortunately, they vehemently denied. Little did they know, they would be unable to stop me.

I hatched the plan during the car ride, using my phone to map the location of the convention center relative to the airport. Perfect, it was only 3 miles away. It was a stretch, but I knew if I were to ditch my family at the airport and catch a taxi, I would be able to make it, meet the Huss, and be back before the flight left. 

Once at the airport, I left my family at roughly 11:50 AM before passing the security checkpoint, stating I had to use the bathroom. I quickly made my way outside to wait for a cab. Fortunately, I did not have to wait long, as a man named Howard, the driver of an airport shuttle, offered me a ride to the convention center for a mere $8. I impatiently waded through the comic con traffic, constantly checking the time on my phone, knowing my family would be onto me. I arrived at the convention center in about 15 minutes, and departed after exchanging phone numbers with Howard for a ride back. Now began the second  challenge: getting a badge.

I asked as many people as I could, offering them money and even to hold on to my iPod as leeway, however each firmly rejected my offer, clutching their beloved  badges close to their chests. Stupid neckbeards. Finally, a lovely young blonde, dressed as an anime slut, who was taking a cigarette break outside of the center, lent me her pass. She told me to bring it back as soon as possible, as it was a professional pass and she had to return to her booth soon. I thanked her and quickly entered the convention center. 

I was in.

I did not know where to begin searching, as the convention center was tremendous and crowded. Fortunately, a booth operator directed me to the autograph area, which was on the second floor. I made my way up as quickly as possible, all the while constantly ignoring phone calls from my older brother. Once I reached the autograph area, I asked a friendly Gamzee where Hussie was, and he informed me he was stationed at Booth #7. I thanked him, and then…I saw him.

He was more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. His messy brown hair draped ever so gracefully over his forehead. The pale glow of his smooth, soft skin glistened in the sunlight from the windows as did his eyes, whose shade of blue were unmatched in mortal beauty and appeared to have been crafted from pieces of the sky itself. His figure, so slender and delicate, like that of the most dainty and beauteous ballerina. His smile, so awkward yet confident. And his lips… oh his lips. I was speechless.

Andrew Fucking Hussie. In the flesh.

Choking back tears and repressing my incomparable happiness, I stood in line to meet him. Fortunately, as it was the last day of the convention, the line was incredibly short and I merely had to wait for two people to meet him. My true love.

After informing him of the unebelievable fucking mission I had to bust to haul my sweet ass over to meet him, I gave him the only things I had on me to autograph. The inside of the back cover of my phone, and a Denny’s napkin. After this, I asked the John cosplayer standing behind me to take a picture of us together. He put his arm around me so tenderly, it felt as if the angels themselves had just placed their hands upon me. I did the same, and the first picture was taken.

“One more!” said the John cosplayer, pointing the camera at us. Oh how I wished this moment would last forever. Our bodies intertwined, our souls slowly merging into one consciousness. I now knew the true meaning of love. In a spur of the moment, an instant before the picture was taken, I kissed him. I planted my lips firmly onto his cheek, an action which shocked him as well as John and the others waiting in line. It was the most intense and passionate moment of my life. Sorry, ex girlfriends.

Unfortunately, I was sucked back to reality, and remembered my flight. I checked the clock. 12:30 PM. Hussie told me to go catch my flight, and as I turned around choking back tears I whispered “I love you.“ 

I had been gone for over a half hour, and had to make the return as quickly as possible. I found the anime slut, handed her her pass and thanked her, and quickly made my way through the massive crowd to find Howard. The clock was ticking, and when I finally located him, I jumped into the shuttle as it moved, reminescent of a poorly directed action film from the 1980’s.

“Step on it, chief!” I yelled. Unfortunately, the cheif could not step on it, as there was more traffic in the area than New York during rush hour. I still wonder why they call it rush hour if everything moves so slowly. I received a text from my brother.

“I know you’re at Comic Con. If you aren’t back in ten minutes, I swear to God we are leaving without you.”

I received a text every minute I was in the shuttle informing me of how long I had left to make it. I began to panic, but Howard assured me we would make it on time. I had until 12:45. I was dropped off at the airport, terminal 1, at 12:43. I thanked Howard, paid him, and ran to the second terminal as fast as I could, while listening to Sburban Jungle on my iPod. It was the second most intense moment of my life.

Thankfully, I arrived on time. My family was enraged. I was so completely screwed. In fact, I am still awaiting judgement from my father for being so completely stupid and reckless. However, now that I am back in Florida, I can say for certain that I have no regrets. Every time I look at that Denny’s napkin, or look at my phone, I know that I met Andrew Fucking Hussie.

Fandom, I doubt you will even bother to read this far, but it’s those idiotic, reckless moments that you work up the gumption to go for that truly make life worth living. The adrenaline rush, the satisfaction of acquiring what you wanted, and most importantly, experiencing true love. So remember to take risks in life. Because even if you do get caught, you will regret it much less than if you had done nothing.

I want to thank the universe, or god, or coincidence, or whatever unseen force handles this world, for allowing me to make this trip so conveniently, for had one thing gone wrong I would have missed my flight. So thank you Howard, Gamzee, John, and slutty anime cosplayer.

And finally, Hussie, I’m certain you will not read this, nor remember me after the picture was taken, nor think about me ever again in your life, but I just want you to know that you truly touched me. Through Homestuck, through Problem Sleuth, and through your glorious, glorious face. Thank you Hussie, for making my trip, and my life, worth living so much more. I love you.

oh my gosh

i was the dad in line with the john when this happened, though you didnt mention me in your story

after you left, hussie and the security guard stood in shock and asked what just happened. we told them of your tale, and they laughed a bit and wished you luck on your plane flight.

i

wow fandom you cray but GOOD JOB SIR

HOLY FUCKING SHIT THATS CRAZY

but honestly - if it were me? I would have done the EXACT same thing jdfghdsk

holy SHIT DUDE 

what did i just read ofmg

-aristotel

homestucksonyoutube:

I FINALLY FOUND A HOMESTUCK ON YOUTUBE THAT’S LIKEABLE ITS A MIRACle

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Ahh it feels so good to see something that isn’t riddled with stupid. This is a good comment. No, a great comment. 

awesome comment man

not great but awesome

-aristotel

I’ve been neglecting my admin privileges of this, so I’m going to start getTING THIS RUNNING AND HELP MY BABY ARSITOTELS. I’m sorry you guys, ill get this done for all you fellow aussies.

its not the night blogging, its the aussie blogging.

-skeej

yeah ok ive been busy lately and help could be used

shit in real life and stuff

so yeah, i had no time to go around all searching for stuff if youd excuse me for being  a lame admin

-aristotel

27teacups:

ludicrouscupcake:

taterdoom:

nightshadow12:

It’s because the webcomic called Homestuck doesn’t just appeal to the everyday person. It doesn’t attract the excited little kids like Spiderman does, or pull in the everyday middle-aged geek. 

But it does pull in a specific type of person.

This fandom is comprised of all of the creators, imaginators, and manipulators of the world. The artists, the writers, the musicians - all of them are amazed and inspired by the creativity behind Homestuck. Even if they aren’t artists or writers or creators, they are those people who dye their hair blue and discuss Armageddon theories for fun and who made the sun blue and colored the grass red when they were little. All of those people who think outside of the box and color outside of the lines and are proud of (or at least comfortable with) their strangeness. 

It’s why Tumblr is nearly crashed with fan responses and artwork and stories every time Hussie makes an especially good update (which is plenty a time). It’s why the last Homestuck album had 51 fansongs on it, with artwork to go with every one. This fandom so powerful in ways that so many other fandoms aren’t. 

Spiderman doesn’t inspire people to create their own music to go with the scenes. No one wanted to make an anime out of the Harry Potter series just for fun. Neither Sherlock Holmes nor Naruto nor any of the recent Marvel superhero movies have inspired this much creativity or created this much attachment in their fans. 

But the Homestuck fans aren’t all just randomness and weirdness like a lot of people believe them to be. They can actually be very intelligent. The theories of the time-travel paths and alternate universes behind Homestuck that the fandom has among themselves can be quite explicit and complicated. Discussions over the certain behaviors of this character and the quirks of that one can delve into certain specifics that many regular comic fans would not even bother with. 

People create alternate versions of Homestuck characters while trying to keep them as realistic as possible. Crazy, random discussions taken up for fun can evolve into highly-debated ideals within the fandom. This fandom is home to so many creative and talented people that it is borderline ridiculous, but we would have it no other way. 

So thank you to all of the powerful, weird, creative, random, talented, and inspirational people who contribute to the Homestuck fandom. We love having you around, nearly crashing servers and defending the over-zealous ones. We would have it no other way. 

I tried making this point to a group of my friends on facebook.

Homestuck isn’t just full of crazies. It appeals to theologists, creative thinkers, people who have motivation, it plays on both the left and right brain, its completely and utterly amazing in every which way. And every time you think you’ve got Hussie predicted you’re wrong, thus creating a challenge to those who want to use their deductive skills. 

I dunno.

That’s just me. I’ve been a part of lots of fandoms, but I’ve never seen a fandom like this <3

boosting because accuracy.

i saw it mentioned a while back that part of the appeal of HS is also the fact that it is written “for, by and about the generation raised by the internet”. 

Homestuck is one of the few publications I can think of that really accurately represents our awkward little sliver of society. These characters don’t even use their voices until what, act 5? they have grown up online and have relationships online and play games on line but they are not one dimensional characters, they are not curled up in a sweaty basement like the stereotype…. they’re people with interests and families and lives that the internet plays a significant role in. Homestuck doesn’t belittle the actual culture that has emerged as a result of this generation as a kind of suppliment or accessory of “real life” because it is real life. In this way, Homestuck really resounds with its audience because for once, we are the heroes.

(it’s midnight and i’m exhausted i hope i was lucid here)

oh well everyone to their taste

there you go anon im just gonna leave this ask here so if anyone is interested then check it out??? idk

-aristotel

aliensexorgy:

antiianiimus-and-docscratch:

alyssaties:

heyheyitsmarissa:

fujikawaii10346:

inhumanpsycho:

crossdressingmale:

nikki3789:

zippyc:

crossdressingmale:

THIS.

oh lol i see me in there.

The thing is, Homestuck IS a family. The only family some of us really have.

Reblogging again because BEAUTIFUL.

i am not even lying, I literally about started crying while watching this video. This is so true, and absolutely beautiful.

Half way through tears ah help ouch my heart. It hurts.

I AM SCREAMING BECAUSE I MADE THIS VIDEO GUYS THIS WAS MY VIDEO I MADE THIS AND PEOPLE ACTUALLY LIKE IT THANK YOU OMFG THANKS GUYS.

WOW omg im so honored to be a featured cosplayer in this wonderful heartwarming video!!  I LOVE THE HOMESTUCK FAMILY <333

((I shed a Tear, This is Beautiful)) 

So happy I’m in this fandom.

jesus christ

-aristotel