prospitian-monarch:

terezi-discourse:

For day 1 of vrisktereziweek, please consider me and @prospitian-monarch‘s au where
Terezi and Vriska are massively famous competing rock stars who don’t actually
hate each other at all anymore and just find their media rivalry completely
hilarious.

The bitterness actually was real for a while, after they
broke up and Vriska ditched their underground indie duo to make it big as a
solo star and Terezi got into the business too, and for about a year they
genuinely meant it when they wrote thinly veiled mean songs about each other
and subtly (or unsubtly) badmouthed each other on talk shows and deliberately
booked venues across the street from each other to try and drown each other’s
music. But then the press started speculating about backstabbing and catfights
and which boys they were fighting over, and soon Terezi was sending Vriska
links to the worst articles and their friendship was back on track again, and
within a few months they were kissing backstage and wearing outrageous disguises
to go on dates together. They kept the public rivalry, though, because it was
too much fun to watch music writers on clickbait sites pick through every
little detail in their lyrics, and the whole theme was doing wonders for both
of their brands, and they hated to let down their fans! And so it continued, and
they continued having a blast.

Their fans can’t tell what the hell is up with them, but
both of their official fansites have forums just for theorizing about what the fuck
happened between them back in their Scourge Sisters days. People pore through
their lyrics looking for clues and post comments on lyric sites speculating on
the meaning of the songs. Both Terezi and Vriska have whole fleets of interns
who they hire solely to write scathing replies to people who make clueless
heterosexual comments on their youtube videos, or to post wild rumours about
the massive property damage caused last time the two had met in public.

Every time they go on an “incognito date” Terezi insists on
wearing shitty red plastic heart-shaped sunglasses and a giant red hat instead
of her trademark, ostensibly to hide her face but mostly because she loves how
horrified it makes everyone around them look. Vriska tries to look slightly
less like a celebrity by wearing baggy jackets and hoodies, but inevitably, at
least once a week, they’re recognized and asked for their autographs, and they
get a chance to showcase their ridiculous lying skills. Terezi’s favorite alibi
is to pretend to be a hapless law student who has no idea what they’re talking
about and wouldn’t dream of giving them her signature. Vriska, every single
time, signs as Spinneret Mindfang and claims to be a very devoted pirate
cosplayer.

At one point, they both released dramatic press statements
just a few weeks apart announcing that they were writing memoirs that would
contain all the juicy details of their rivalry. Then they both signed contracts
with Rose Lalonde, accomplished novelist, and gave her creative license to
ghostwrite whatever she wanted based only on what she knew about them
personally and her wildest Freudian speculations as to their psyches and
motivations. Both books were bestsellers, despite being wildly conflicting and filled
to the brim with purple prose.

Terezi had her publisher contact Vriska’s publisher to ask
if they could release the books side by side as some sort of omnibous, just so
that Vriska ignite some more controversy with an incendiary response. They
cuddled up in Terezi’s bed with their laptops and Vriska fired off eight angry
tweets about how she’d rather die than have her life story published alongside
Terezi’s. Terezi responded saying that Vriska was right to fear being compared
side by side, considering how atrociously boring and tasteless Vriska’s book
would look in comparison, and then they spooned while scrolling through the
resulting twitter war on Terezi’s phone. What can they say? Some people just
want to watch the world burn, and the reunited Scourge Sisters are two of them.

ugh the Skype chats got lost because SKYPE IS DUMB but anyways i think we’d staged like, the flarp debacle but it was vriska ripping off one of aradia and tavros’ songs or something and terezi’s like “i wish to succeed… but at what cost.”  there was also this like, legal contract terezi drafted about how no one who signed with her could do anything to also sign with vriska!!! and vriska used like a blatantly copied version of the exact same contract but with all of terezi’s name scribbled away and replaced with her own.  #pick a side

(except for kanaya who’s probably like an amazing costume designer.  she gets a pass probably because she’s amazing and also their annoyed friend.)

THERE WAS ALSO THIS WHOLE CODA that had nothing to do with them being rock stars and was mostly dumb gay fluff but hey who can say no to dumb gay fluff???  not me

  • ok so, rose and kanaya are together and married and have a cute tastefully decorated flat because they are Pro Adults.  also they have an adopted child whose probably roxy
  • when roxy was a baby terezi and vriska came over to rose and kana’s house for dinner and something and they thought roxy was SUPER CUTE and they kept cooing over her until they just … essentially stole her
  • like they just shoved her into terezi’s silly and gigantic trenchcoat (its a disguise!  she has to maintain her anonymity as an official famous person!) and climb out the window and go home
  • they just will NOT give this baby back.  they aren’t very good at taking care of her either and vriska panics a lot because ROXY IS CRYING and she CANT DEAL
  • finally after some terse texts exchanged with rose they work out a deal.  by “deal” i mean basically “a hostage exchange”
  • this is the story of how terezi (and by extension vriska) became officially the person who’d gain custody of roxy if rose and kana tragically died
  • rose drew the line at making it officially vriska.  dave is so salty even so!  HOW COULD YOU, ROSE.  VRISKA GETS CUSTODY OF ROXY BEFORE ME, YOUR OWN SWEET AND RESPONSIBLE BROTHER.  “responsible?” rose says.  “more than vriska fucking serket,” says dave.
  • probably at least once when she’s a teen roxy runs away from home to live with her cool aunts terezi and vriska.

uhhhhh @vriskatereziweek @terezi-discourse

pale-silver-comb:

I just have such a profound need for best friend to lover AUs when both sides think there is no chance of anything ever happening.

Sharing beds together since they were little kids and never really growing out of that habit even though it now hurts to be that close to each other, knowing it will never be anything more than platonic cuddling. 

Each of them being that one person the other goes to to feel better when they’ve had a shit day or date. Bonus if it’s 3am and they spend all night talking.

Neither of them realising how much they act like they are dating/married and getting super flustered or sad when someone asks how long they’ve been together because do you have to remind me of this painful unrequited torment I die a little more of with every passing second?

How much they make each other smile when one of them walks into a room. 

Drunk kissing.

Practice kissing.

Going as each other’s dates to everything because it’s “convenient”. 

Wearing each other’s pyjamas when staying over somehow becoming more arousing than if the other person was naked. 

Having inside jokes and finishing each other’s sentences as casual as anything. 

Knowing random medical shit about each other. Bonus if one of them takes an allergic reaction to something and the other one just pulls out some random ass medicine like they carry it around all the time- spoiler: they do- just in case of this exact eventuality. 

The heart break of seeing each other with other people but doing their best to see it through with grin and with as much encouragement as they can muster. 

Staring a little too long at each other. 

The awkward moment when they reach the age they said they would marry each other if they were still single.

Getting fake married as kids and family members always reminding them about it , maybe going as far as to put on the video of the fake ceremony and giving them knowing looks.  

Something happening- a kiss, sleeping together- and getting into an argument about it, scared this is it, this is the end, that they’ve fucked up and just wishing they could talk to each other about it, to their best friend. 

Having the best black mail material on each other but ready to pounce on anyone else who so much as dares try black mail their BFF. 

Having a song. Having a whole playlist. 

Laughing the first time they have sex. 

Already having seen each other at their very worst.

Getting to say cheesy things like, “I can’t believe I get to spend the rest of my life with my best friend” or “I know I’m marrying you but…do you think I could still be in charge of your send off party? I’ve been planning this night for ten years and I will not have someone else mess those plans up.” 

Even after years of being together, still being in awe of the fact they get to have the one person they thought they’d never get. The person they helped ask other people out. The person they used to give the “you deserve someone who loves you for you” speech to. The person they used to look at and wonder why does it have to be you? The person they look at now and think it could never have been anyone else. 

random aus & prompts to consider

shittyaus:

  • we pulled an all nighter trying to play monopoly and i think i may have confessed some weird shit
  • i got so emotional during that movie that i didn’t notice i was gripping your hand i’m so sorry
  • your the lead in the play and im just the person painting the backdrops but role is hilarious and i have to stop myself from watching and laughing at you
  • this is some fifteen hour flight to goddamn australia and there is a very cute flight attendant on this plane
  • we’re in an orchestra and you’re a strings whilst i play brass and i think we both take our rivalries too seriously
  • we’re the leading actors in a play/movie/show and during my performance i accidentally punched you in the face and i really hope i didnt wreck that gorgeous face of yours
  • we’re in a class and i sit behind and all you ever do during the lessons is watch cat videos and youtube and it’s extremely distracting

Flower shop AU

koscheiis:

shenko:

demisexualmerrill:

Person A owns a flower shop and person B comes storming in one day, slaps 20 bucks on the counter and says “How do I passive-aggressively say fuck you in flower?”

Omfg

MY TIME HAS COME

so you’d need a bouquet of geraniums (stupidity), foxglove (insincerity), meadowsweet (uselessness), yellow carnations (you have disappointed me), and orange lilies (hatred). it would be quite striking! and full of loathing.