HSG Ministories

Several ministories found on /co/'s Homestuck General Threads
Credit to Anonymous and various other contributors

Terezi wrestled Vriska playfully to the ground infront of the snowcone stand and began licking at the girl's eyeballs, as if they were sugar cubes. Their bodies convulsed and flailed with an almost seizure like intensity. At times their pale limbs seeming to shift back and forth from one torso to the other. A crowd gathered almost immediately to watch these two girls tie and untie their bodies like a pair of wigglers. They were confused, or concerned, or shocked, or aroused, or all of the above. But no-one dared interfere with the performance. Vriska's long ashen hair concealed her face like a curtain around a hospital bed. No one had any idea that the her eyes were revolving under Terezi's grey tongue. "ThIs iS DiSgUsTiNg, It's pOrNoGrApHy" exclaimed Gamzee, sopor slime smeared across his chin like a money shot. Counting Karkat, his left hand stuffed crassly down the front of his pants "NO FUCKASS. THIS IS BEAUTIFUL, THIS IS ART."

Everyone quickly hushed up and took a step back as Terezi rose and stood over the Vriska, examining her handiwork. Her partner layed motionless beneath her, seemingly dead. Her eyesockets dry and empty. Her heels and elbows scraped and bloodied. Some on-lookers gasped in horror. Some swooned and fainted melodramatically. Most just stared in disbelief. Terezi reached down between her thighs and pulled the crotch of her dragon costume to the side - exposing her vagina. Vriska slowly sat up and began sliding her fingers into Terezi. A few minutes later, her wrists were in, then her elbows. Eventually she would completely disappear into her womb. Terezi tilted her head to the side curiously. She heard the sound of a rickety-wooden roller-coaster in the distance. It's passengers screaming in mob terror. She knew that sooner or later they would realize that the ride wasn't stopping and they were all going to die.