Todays Her Imperious Condescension is:
Me.
Specifically, my cosplay of her from 2022 (it’s an actual wet suit!) and my fiancé as mindfang! Doing a rupaul audio!
don’t talk about the fact I wasn’t fully grey I’m a sweaty woman ok
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hectic holiday season totally forgot to post these terrible old people for @quadrants-zines Love At First Spite. Portrait of a kismesissitude whose functionality directly translates to the death of millions :o)
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Ayy looks like i can finally post the drawings i made for the recent Homestuck panel redraw zine, i've been holding onto these dang things for months now!
Yall can check that out by the way by going HERE
hope yall like how they turned out!
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And then approximately 8 days later he is shot dead by his infant son so sad.
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the bad bitch i pulled by being a fucking clown, a total jester
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while Her Imperious Condescension's colonial pursuits never falter, She does take breaks.
And when She stops, So do I.
And, on some rare occasions, when the crew leaves the docked ship to visit a space station,
I get to leave with them.
Onboard the station, they take care of me, as ordered.
I can't function well without the wires anymore.
Doesn't matter, I'm always connected to wires these days.
The mechanics dote on me, and I'm often the most intact of the helmsmen docked for maintenance.
Sometimes I wish the crew would be more careless with me, and give me a chance to fade, like the rest of them do.
But, I know that all She will give me are a few, rare, days.
Spent in my small body looking outside, for as long as She will allow. So I go through the motions.
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