clowntown daily dispatch (acey’s bejeweled baguette): currently screaming about fanfiction

@LadyNighteyes posted a good one in her blogette so I feel the urge to post some of my excellent doc titles.

 

Spoiler: nsfw su trash, abuse mentions

hear me out tho. pearl using sex as a method of getting Validation and Attention

tbh trauma hypersexual pearl is just *chef kiss* in general imho. i feel like there’s even some like...idk if canon evidence is the right phrase here but stuff that seems very telling somehow

(also i get the vibe that she’s like. imagine Why I Cry by NSP but like. in a way that becomes less funny and more disturbing with the context of her uhhhh. Everything)

 

feat. @Inkblot and @Lazarae

no i will not stop

 

my dad, pointing at the eczema on my elbow: we need to have a talk about the illuminati. your reptilian is starting to show

 

update: finished the numbers, i’m partway through the as now!

 

Spoiler: nsfw, cursed

so glad to have at least one irl friend who’s just as much of a fuckin degenerate shitposter as me tbh

 

Spoiler: nsfw if you look hard enough

there’s a lot to unpack here

 

i feel like california tends to speedrun both spring and fall tbh

 

current mood: the “whoooooa-ohhooooo-oh-hooooo-ohhhhhhh!”s in the background of the chorus to let’s get this over with

 

i thorsty and my body is being ass just generally :( #homophobic

 

i think it’s both extremely cool and incredibly funny that my mom showed me snopes when i was in third grade

 

third grade acey: i think urban legends are cool :)
acey’s mom: !!! omg go to snopes.com you’ll love it

shit like this really does explain a Lot about me lmao

 

spotted at the park yesterday: a heart of daisies!!

 

i really appreciate how cute amethyst is

 

he Knows...he’s never even seen su but He Knows

 

prayer circle that my friend gets a job at bad dragon

 

Spoiler: still horny

I SHOULD NOTE that this is also entirely possible to play for fluff or more importantly for laughs too. pearl is like halfway through eating amethyst out and just starts crying bc she remembers it’s been half an hour since the last time she cried

 

i feel like i’m somehow the elle woods of creative writing

like

“you accidentally wrote what amounts to a novel??”
me: