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  1. Rec 17

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    "The human world is full of weak-minded people, who think they're as clever as can be and are convinced that it's terribly important to persuade even the children that Fantastica doesn't exist.”

    Homestuck is the postmodernism Final Boss, and that's why nobody ever knew what the hell was going on in it... UNTIL NOW.

    This is an essay about Homestuck's philosophy, its theses on reality and growing up, what it means to live a good life, why the ending feels "off", why anything ever happens. This essay explores Homestuck's Deep Lore, the bottom of the iceberg, its most foundational core values. This essay definitively defines classes and aspects, in accordance with all known canon and with cited sources. This essay aims to convince you that Homestuck was always good. In this essay I will -

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    09 Feb 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    yeah ill incorporate that into my worldview

  2. Rec 6

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    Your name is Dave Strider. You are dead. Game over. You tried to trick Sburb and the game just spit in your face and made you fight the biggest enemy you’ve seen since Jack Noir killed your Bro and royally fucked over not just your session, but the troll’s session too. You’ve probably now also fucked over the other kids’ session, just by dragging all your shitty bullshit into their probably-fine session.

    It’s just… you don’t feel dead. You feel very alive, in fact. Your internal clock is still ticking, even though you know your death was heroic enough to count as a real one. Your body is lying somewhere, something that doesn’t feel fuzzy the way the dream bubbles did, and warm air hits your arms, which are bare. You’re not in your godtier clothes.

    You open your eyes and find yourself in your bedroom.

     

    or, Dave comes back home after he dies. There is something wrong about that.

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    20 Dec 2025

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    TT: One is not easily shaken from the broodfester tongues, John.
    TT: They are stubborn throes.

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    02 May 2025

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    But there are no sides.

    Or: It’s April 14th. There goes Janus to be buried alive.

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    22 Mar 2025

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    i think i said it all in my comment so i'll just paraphrase from there:

    This was the longest fucking plane crash I've ever been on.

    Please read this fic. The motifs are skilled at punching In the gut and sometimes straight to the throat also. It is the most self-inflicted a tragedy could possibly be, and speaking of which - the wordplay! Hot damn the wordplay! Take a shot every time you read a pun in this fic. Take a shot every time you read this fic. Take a shot when you read this fic, you'll need it.

    This and nothing more is what I need from Sanders Sides. It is a very tall order. And tonally different from the source material. But it is also the best anything will ever get.

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    Remus can’t decide what expression Roman is wearing under that stupid, silly mask, but he thinks he likes it anyway. Something like horror, something like despair, something like fear and self loathing and nausea that matches the face that’s been haunting him since four years ago in a gas station mirror after he threw himself in front of an eighteen wheeler upon realizing that Roman never cared about him at all.

    “Remus,” Roman croaks out.

    “I have a power,” Remus says. “I have always had a power. I ruined my own life by saving yours when we were eight years old, but that’s okay. I’m going to fucking fix it right now!”

    He raises the gun barrel towards Roman again, steady and simple and confident, right at that bleeding heart of his that for some reason never bled for Remus.

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    aka Remus can see the future. If only someone believed him about it.

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    11 Mar 2025

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    gave me all the emotions and then immediately sucked all of them out of me . i need to read something really shit after this like eating mcdonalds after shooting the uhc ceo