Writing maybe...?

I'm writing stuff and i want people to read it, but they need to know homestuck. so im putting it here.

In the dark void of paradox space, a bubble sits, blown by the beak of Streariyus Fagnls, The Eater of Joy. Inside this bubble, a cerulean-blooded troll sits in a dersite library, grown from her memory. She sits, engrossed in a book labeled "The History of Previous Players, and the Long Forgotten Empire of Cherubs." This troll's name is Aranea Serket, and she is dead. An indeterminate amount of time ago, she and 11 friends played a game. In the end, a glitch prevented their victory. Three sweeps later, she spoke to her Denizen, Theia, who told her how to reset the game. One of her follow players' land contained a mysterious fixture, the SCRATCH CONSTRUCT, a backup plan the game generates in the land of a time player. In the one and only time that she would help the rest of the team, her friend, Damara Medigo, used the construct of to initiate the SCRATCH. 

A Scratch is a complete reset, allowing for a new group of players to attempt a new session. In addition, Theia promised to make sure these new players would be proficient at the game. The 12 trolls met on skaia to accept their fate, but one had a different idea. In the center of skaia, Meenah Peixes found the Tumor, a metaphysical representation of a session's failures. She brought it to the surface and, as the Scratch caused the ground to shake, she detonated it, killing all 12 of them. The Scratch attempts to completely erase the entirety of the universe it was activated in, but it isn't very thorough. By dying, the 12 trolls got sent to the abyss beyond their incipisphere, dodging the effect of the scratch, and allowing for their continued existence. Of course, as they had died, their ability to reenter any incipisphere had been revoked. Normally, this would be an existence composed entirely of this empty abyss, known as the FURTHEST RING.

A different session, long ago, however, had players of a different variety. They are incomprehensible to both human and troll minds, being of immense power and capabilities, and of beaks and tentacles. In the end, their own session succeeded, but at the cost of their lives. Forty-Eight of these creatures were banished to the furthest ring, sentenced to an eternal torment. These creatures, however, were capable of sustaining bubbles of reality, formed by the thoughts of those inside. What this power was originally used for is unknown, but in the furthest ring, they used this power to create tiny worlds for themselves to partake in, known as DREAM BUBBLES.

Inside the universe that resulted from the Scratch, Meenah's ancestor, Feferi Peixes, was the keeper of one of these ancient beasts, one by the name of Gl'bgolyb. Before her session began, she asked Gl'bgolyb to tell the other Old Ones to create a set of dream bubbles for her friends. The beast later let out a call, a great and horrifying call which killed nearly every living troll in the universe, a call that was heard by Streariyus Fagnls, who then blew a bubble from their great maw. Inside this bubble, a cerulean-blooded troll sits in a dersite library, grown from her memory. She sits, engrossed in a book labeled "The History of Previous Players, and the Long Forgotten Empire of Cherubs."

(for this fic https://archiveofourown.org/works/62744950)
(the above excerpt is thousands of pages away lmao)