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Into the Pit {Muse Masterlist}

NOTE: Muses may use neopronouns, but writing partners may default to he/she/they/it terms if they find those easier to use!

NOTE 2: Muses are heavily influenced by headcanons, some of which are listed in their bios!

Alastor - Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Asexual Aromantic

Name: Alastor

Nicknames: Al, The Radio Demon, Bambi [Do not use this unless you want to endure bodily harm : ) ]

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 38 at death (Died 1933)

Birthday: September 19th (Virgo)

Height: 7'0"

Gender: Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Presents Male

Pronouns: He/Him, It/Its, Static/Staticself, Radio/Radioself, Deer/Deerself, Loa/Loaself, Veve/Veveself

Sexuality: Asexual Aromantic

Occupation: Overlord of Hell, Charitable Patron of the Happy Hotel, Broadcaster

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Alastor has always been a bit of a mystery to the other Overlords in hell, and nearly every sinner has a story explaining his arrival and the source of his immense power.

Not one of them has come even halfway close to the truth.

When he was alive, he tried and failed several times to secure a job as a radio announcer in his home city of New Orleans. It was in the damp, boggy woods of the Louisiana bayou where Alastor first made a connection with his dark patron, a Loa draped and encumbered by rusting bloodied chains, whose empty eyes yearned for gore and carnage and fixed themselves, burning, onto the man’s very soul. Alastor summoned Bakulu with the fresh blood of a black rooster, and for his offering was rewarded with a position live on air. But of course, one measly offering would not be enough to satiate his dark patron, nor would it have been enough to fulfill Alastor’s own desires. He graduated to goat’s blood, and one by one, the hosts of the city’s most well-known radio shows began to disappear, leaving the publics’ ears eagerly tuned in to him.

And it still wasn’t enough. Bakulu, it seemed, was most pleased by larger offerings, and Alastor soon found himself quite comfortable with a hunter’s rifle pressed snug into his shoulder, a deer (or, preferably, a more bipedal target) caught between his crosshairs. His little hunts were quite the form of stress relief, and the earth drank his sacrifices greedily. It didn't hurt that cleaning the bodies and leaving the blood and bones afforded Alastor with top quality meat at the price of a box of bullets.

But humans are full of error. And errors leave humans prone to accidents. When Alastor was caught and killed by a hunter and his dogs, his own blood served as his final offering to the dark Loa. His spirit was entwined with some of Bakulu’s wretched power, allowing him to manifest in Hell absolutely alive with vodou magic. And gifting him with endless airways waiting to be bathed in the blood of his victims.

Currently, Alastor is amusing himself by keeping a watchful eye over the Princess of Hell's passion project, waiting for her well-intentioned attempt at rehabilitating sinners to implode on itself. His tendency to observe the struggles and failures of others as entertainment stems from his tendency to sensationalize reality, although in Hell, reality doesn't need too much embellishment to be engaging.

Andrealphus - Genderqueer (AMAB) - Homosexual Panromantic

Name: Andrealphus

Nicknames: Andre, Alphie

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: A beauty never reveals her age, darling~. [About 40]

Birthday: January 29th (Aquarius)

Height: 10'0"

Gender: Genderqueer (AMAB)

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, Bird/Birdself, Ice/Iceself

Sexuality: Homosexual Panromantic

Occupation: Grand Marquis of Envy

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Hatched and raised by a family with a very powerful standing within the hierarchy of the House Goetia, Andrealphus has always been an instigator. As a very young chick, he was inquisitive and observant, traits he has carried with him into adulthood. When his little sister Stella was hatched, Andrealphus was quickly forced into the role of the dutiful big brother, much to his annoyance. His sister wasn't his baby, she was his sister, it was dumb that he had to make sure she was alright all the time instead of having fun. It was then he began to orchestrate games that only he knew he was playing, games where the consequences left him out of trouble and left Stella looking like an overly rambunctious nuisance. Or at least, that was what was supposed to happen. Instead, his parents shamed him for not being able to "control his sister's fits," not as if they could either even if they'd tried.

When Andrealphus was about twelve years old, his ten-year-old baby sister was betrothed to King Paimon's owl son, Prince Stolas. Stella was not at all subtle about her resentment of the arrangement, but it left a bitter, seething feeling in Andrealphus' heart. Why was it that Stella kept getting things handed to her easily? He was the first-born heir to their Goetia lineage, he was the one with his name in grimoires, why did she get a shortcut to love when she didn't even want it? After Stella had finished angrily crumpling the photo of the owl prince up and abandoned it in the trash, Andrealphus took the token for his own. This "Stolas," he deserved better than a screeching loon like his sister. He deserved proper royalty. Someone who had a grand purpose, like.. Himself.

When not silently plotting to shift any given circumstance into his favor, Andrealphus enjoys spreading and sharing gossip about anyone and everyone. Secrets are a valuable currency, and Andre knows just how to entice someone into sharing what they've heard.

Arackniss - Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Asexual Demiromantic

Name: Arackniss

Nicknames: Nissy, Niss

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 45 at Death (Died 1952)

Birthday: December 31st (Capricorn)

Height: 3'8"

Gender: Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Presents Masculine

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, It/Its, Spider/Spiderself, Shot/Shotself

Sexuality: Asexual Demiromantic

Occupation: [Pending]

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

As the eldest son of a ruthless mafioso, Arackniss grew up with a lot of pressure saddled square across his shoulders. His father expected nothing less than devotion and perfection, and anything short of perfection received physical discipline at minimum. His quick wit, quicker trigger finger, and venomous tongue all formed out of a need to survive being berated, beaten, or otherwise eviscerated by his father or the men who worked for him. He became a caretaker to his younger twin siblings once they needed more mobile supervision, and resented the fact that he had been labeled as their de-facto caretaker when they weren't with their mom. Caretaking and child-raising was for the broads, and it didn't take a genius to understand what his father was implying by making him the babysitter.

When Arackniss died, it was in a shootout instigated by his little brother with a rival family. He died protecting his family, and that was what mattered. Not that he was 45 years old, not that he was days away from being the don's right hand, not that he had his purpose taken away by his goddamn brother!

He fell into Hell alone and spiteful, and once his father finally passed, he reunited with him, and committed the sinner's name of Henroin to his memory. That was who was in charge now, and Arackniss fell eagerly into line, into what he knew, into what kept him safe.

Not that he particularly likes being under his father's thumb again..

Asmodeus - Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Omnisexual Demiromantic

Name: Asmodeus

Nicknames: Oz, Ozzie, Dee, Big Daddy (from Fizzy usually)

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 5,000+

Birthday: Technically doesn't have one; celebrates on February 14th

Height: 46'3" at his tallest, 8'-ish when in his civilian form and/or shrunken to fit into smaller spaces

Gender: Gender Apathetic (Intersex) - Presents Masc or Masc-Androgyne

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, Lust/Lustself, Sin/Sinself

Sexuality: Omnisexual Demiromantic

Occupation: Herald King of Lust, Club-Owner, Sex Toy Manufacturer/Designer

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

As one of the Seven Deadly Sins, Asmodeus has always been a very passionate and driven being, while also adding a certain amount of his own flair to each of his projects. Before being formally cast out from Heaven, he was sent by God to test Tobias' faith in Him. While on Earth, he grew smitten with Sarah, the intended bride of Tobias, and possessed her first seven husbands on their wedding nights to be intimate with her. He showered her in lust and want, before leaving her to rest and stopping her husbands' hearts (not intentionally, of course, but being possessed by an angel isn't the most stabilizing of experiences-), leaving their lifeless bodies to be discovered in the morning. He attempted to possess Tobias in the same way, but Tobias had been given the help of the Archangel Raphael, and finally, Asmodeus was cast out and into Hell, to join his fallen siblings.

Upon his arrival in Hell, Lucifer assigned him to the Fifth Lowest Ring, allowing him to craft it into whatever he wished it to be. Lust began as a simple den of consensual depravity, but, over time, Ozzie began to lean into Lucifer's "Seven Ring Circus" blueprint, what with Mammon being the Clown of Greed and Bee-lze acting as the Aerial and Animal acts both in one, and began to present himself as more of a sexual magician, for lack of a better term. He developed toys, founded clubs for his citizens to explore one another's forms, and began performing in his own lounge.

In the current day, Ozzie is a charismatic, charming Sin, who encourages the free exploration of lust between any and all consenting parties. He's not above a little scheming to make sure things play out the way he feels they are supposed to, and is fiercely protective of those he cares about.

Barbie Wire - Gender Apathetic (AFAB) - Demisexual Aromantic

Name: Barbie Wire

Nicknames: Barb, BB

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 36 (Can match with any Blitzø)

Birthday: April 3rd (Aries)

Height: 5'10"

Gender: Gender Apathetic (AFAB) - Presents Femme or Femme-Androgyne

Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them, Imp/Impself, Cirque/Cirqueself

Sexuality: Demisexual Aromantic (to her knowledge)

Occupation: Drug-Runner, Contortionist

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Barbie Wire and her twin brother Blitzø were born into a traveling circus family ringmastered and run by their father, Cash Buckzo. Both implings were very close with their mother, Tilla, and Barbie in particular served as Tilla's shadow for the longest time. Her and her twin brother learned and performed under their father's less-than-watchful eye, and quickly became favorites of their audience with their synchronized trapeze routines and tandem juggling acts. The twins were soon joined by another impling, their new pseudo-sibling, Fizzarolli, and the three of them took alternating turns in Cash's temperamental, money-driven spotlight.

Circus life served Barbie and her brothers well until Fizz's 18th birthday. That was when everything went to shit. Fizz had managed to secure a spot in Mammon's Big totally Non-Exploitative Clown Pageant Competition, which had brought the circus down into the Greed Ring for a limited performance after the contest. Barbie and Fizz had been paired off by Cash for a partner act after Blitzø routinely fumbled the clubs used for the juggling aerial act's rehearsal. There was no way they were going to allow Blitzø to juggle the clubs while on fire, as they were supposed to be. During Fizz's party, disaster struck.

Blitzø, as the circus would soon discover, had gone off to practice the routine on his own, complete with fire, desperate to prove to his father that he was worth being paid any attention to. And he'd dropped the clubs. Again.

Barbie was stranded in the tent with her mother as the fire consumed the entire circus grounds, up until her mother shoved her, choking, out of the blaze and into the open smoky air. There was only screams, only panic, only vibrant green flames that glittered with emerald violence.

After the fire, Barbie did the only thing she could think of to do; she ran. Her brother had killed their mom, had burned their family alive, had destroyed everything she loved, and so, she ran. She ran headfirst into addiction, into alcohol, desperate to spark any sort of joyful sensation, fuck, any sensation at all, and eventually found herself strung out on H-8. Blitzø re-entered her life by force after a near-fatal overdose, checking her into rehab while she was comatose and recovering in the hospital with a note simply saying Sorry. : (

A bitter, snippy, and guarded woman, Barbie Wire is not too keen on friends, and not too eager to reconnect with her remaining family. She misses Fizzarolli, but doesn't trust how close he is with not one but two of the Deadly Sins. He's doing well for himself, and that's what she cares about most.

Baxter - Transmasc (AFAB) - Asexual Demiromantic

Name: Baxter

Nicknames: Bax, Baxxy

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 19 at Death (Died 1913)

Birthday: [to be updated]

Height: 4'2"

Gender: Transmasc (AFAB)

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, Lure/Lureself, Fish/Fishself

Sexuality: Demisexual Demiromantic

Occupation: Aspiring mad inventor

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

[Bio Pending]

Boris - Genderqueer (AMAB) - Omnisexual Demiromantic

Name: Boris

Nicknames: Bory, Ouro, Oura (pronounced Aura)

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 32 at Death (Died 1978)

Birthday: [to be updated]

Height: 7'3"

Gender: Genderqueer (AMAB)

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, It/Its, Hiss/Hiss-self

Sexuality: Omnisexual Demiromantic

Occupation: Sex Worker

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

[Bio Pending]

Charlie Morningstar - Genderflux (AFAB) - Sapphic Femmesexual

Name: Charlotte Morningstar

Nicknames: Charlie, Lottie, Starshine

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 36

Birthday: June 27th (Cancer)

Height: 6'1"

Gender: Genderflux (AFAB) - Presents Femme or Femme-Androgyne

Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them, Fall/Fallself, Sparkle/Sparkleself, Rain/Rainself

Sexuality: Sapphic Femmesexual

Occupation: Princess of Hell, Heiress of Sin, Owner/Operator of the Happy Hotel

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

As Princess of Hell and Heir to the Throne of Sin, Charlie Morningstar has always tried to see the good in every demon around her. She wants nothing more than to guarantee the safety and happiness of all of her people, stretching from Pride all the way down into Sloth. Her cheerful disposition and optimistic outlook on life is refreshing to some and incredibly annoying to others, and it is very hard for her to understand where that line gets crossed. She also struggles with non-verbal social cues, and can’t stand being talked down to.

Cherri Bomb - Demigirl (AFAB) - Polysexual Panromantic

Name: Cherri Bomb

Nicknames: Cherri, Bomb-Pop

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 27 at Death (Died 1989)

Birthday: December 13th (Sagittarius)

Height: 5’8”

Gender: Demigirl (AFAB) - Presents Femme

Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them, Fuse/Fuseself

Sexuality: Polysexual Panromantic

Occupation: Freelance Arsonist

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Cherri is one of Pentagram City's biggest and loudest party girls. Her high energy lifestyle and tendency to cause carnage got her entangled with Vox, who uses her destruction as a means to make her into a viral sensation. It was through her interactions with the TV Overlord that she met and befriended Angel Dust, and the two became all but glued at the hip to one another.

Despite her inclination towards random acts of pyrotechnic violence, Cherri does have a more calm and caring side to her. Her number one priority is making sure herself and those she calls her friends are safe and well taken care of, even if it means blowing up some of the Vees' public property as a distraction. While she has yet to actually check into the Happy Hotel, she is very supportive of Angel in his attempts to make it through yet another rehab program.

Cherri is a very physically affectionate person, and if she likes you, you'll know it. She tends to lean on people she likes, drapes her arms around people's shoulders, and shows other such displays of closeness when she's comfortable.

Collin - Transmasc (AFAB) - Bicurious Demiromantic Asexual

Name: Collin

Nicknames: Collie, Collie-Flower

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 20

Birthday: April 19th (Aries-Taurus Cusp)

Height: 1'7"

Gender: Transmasc (AFAB) - Presents Masc

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, Cherub/Cherubself

Sexuality: Bicurious Demiromantic Asexual

Occupation: Ex-C.H.E.R.U.B. Employee, Current Occupation Unknown

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Collin is a kind-hearted, generous, albeit timid cherub (ex-cherub now) who wants nothing more than to help souls in need. He is a very physically affectionate and nuzzly person, and struggles with a stutter when overwhelmed or nervous.

(More TBA on him, he’s not fully fleshed out but I’m very excited to get him solid!)

Emily - Agender (AFAB) - Asexual Omniromantic

Name: Emily

Nicknames: Em, Emmy, E, Mimi

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: Physically 26, Actually 3,000+

Birthday: Technically doesn't have one; celebrates [pending]

Height: 6'1"

Gender: Agender (AFAB) - Presents Feminine

Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them, We/Us, Divine/Divineself, Joy/Joyself, Seraph/Seraphself

Sexuality: Asexual Omniromantic

Occupation: High Seraphim of Heaven

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

[Bio Pending]

Glam - Cisgender (AFAB) - Asexual Aromantic

Name: Glam (Glamantha)

Nicknames: Glammy, Glimglam, Clam/Clammy (do NOT use this unless you're Glitz)

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 22

Birthday: August 8th (Leo)

Height: 6'3"

Gender: Cisgender (AFAB) - Presents Femme

Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them, Mirror/Mirrorself, Eel/Eelself

Sexuality: Asexual Aromantic (unless established otherwise)

Occupation: Half of Mammon's New Brand Babies, Aerial Artist, Performer

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterlist Pending]

Glamantha, or Glam as she prefers to be called, is a vicious competitive spirit and a cool, controlled, and clever woman. She is incredibly talented, and prides herself on being one of the best performers in Hell. Alongside of her sister Glitz, she constructs and performs acrobatic routines, clown tricks, and has a huge passion for aerial silks.

As a succubus hybrid, one would anticipate Glam to be hypersexual and desire as much intimacy as possible. One would be wrong. Glam is repulsed by the concept of physical intimacy between herself and other people, and only performs sexual acts in order to feed her succubus needs or to market herself and her sister as more stereotypical "Sexy Twins." To her knowledge, she is aromantic; when asked, she simply explains that nobody has ever had enough cash to love her right.

Glam is very outwardly collected, to balance out her sister's manic and hyperactive nature. She rarely smiles, and does not enjoy the sound of her own laughter. Her preferred emotions to display are apathy and judgement; being bitchy makes people more eager to try and please her.

Husk - Cisgender (AMAB) - Pansexual Aromantic

Name: Husk

Nicknames: Husker, Husky, Spades, Aces

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 75 at Death (Died 1972)

Birthday: November 1st (Scorpio)

Height: 5'8"

Gender: Cisgender (AMAB) - Presents Masc

Pronouns: He/Him, Deal/Dealself, Bet/Betself

Sexuality: Pansexual Aromantic (to his knowledge)

Occupation: Bartender at the Happy Hotel

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Husk is a generally apathetic soul, having lost faith in the ability of any one person to be good after witnessing atrocities during war. Upon arriving in Hell, Husk eagerly resumed in his gambling habits, finding himself winning the only thing that wayward sinners had to bet; their souls. Husk took up residence in one of Hell's many casinos and quickly found himself in a position of massive power.

Power which got to his head and inflated his already top-heavy ego. His games became sloppier, and he slowly began to lose more and more of the accidental influence he had acquired. After years of losses and decline, he was befriended and trapped by Alastor, who won his soul in Husk's last gamble as an Overlord, and now serves him in a state of strange voodoo debt/friendship/whatever you want to call it.

Husk is naturally a very protective person, and often uses his few friendships to rationalize going through the motions of a day. He has always been more inclined to stay undetected; it's easier to swindle people out of their minds and money when you're keeping a low profile.

Husk has a passion for magic tricks, specifically card-based magic. He also has a soft spot for music, although he does not generally like to sing outside of his own room.

Loona - Ferusgender Azurgirl (AFAB) - Panflux Asexual Demiromantic

Name: Loona

Nicknames: Loonie, Loonie-Toonie, Loony-Tune, LooLoo, Woona, Wooloo, Loon (Ask before using nicknames unless you want to be bitten OR are Blitzø)

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 22

Birthday: August 12th (Leo)

Height: 7'2"

Gender: Ferusgender Azurgirl (AFAB) - Presents Femme

Pronouns: She/Her, Woof/Woofself, Wolf/Wolfself, Hound/Houndself, Bitch/Bitchself

Sexuality: Panflux Asexual Demiromantic

Occupation: Receptionist at I.M.P.

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Loona was born to a mother who did not want her and an absent father. Instead of taking the effort to drop her off at the pound in the Pride Ring, Loona's mother left her unwanted pup in a dumpster and simply walked away, reasoning that there were plenty of hungry wrath-coons who would take care of her. She was instead rescued by a strange imp who heard her whimpering and resolved to take her in and at least give her a bath. Loona served as his daughter until she reached the age of 4 and ran away as a form of rebellion after a heated argument over why he'd taken her favorite toy from her. Back on the street, Loona was caught by Hound-Patrol officers and registered into the Hellhound Shelter System.

Loona remained in the Shelter System until the age of 17, just barely 18, passed from home to home, the memories of her caretaker fading at the edges into a hazy reddish blur. Had she ever had a real home? Had she ever been more than just a glorified pet? Maybe the Shelter staff were right about her, maybe she was too violent, too aggressive. Maybe she'd just be a washed up nobody until she died.

Until she was found, finally, by a face she thought she'd imagined. Blitzø, now armed with the proper adoption papers, brought Loona back home with him a few months before her 18th birthday, and has continued to live with Blitzø in a sort of strange father-daughter-but-also-roommates setup. Her surly attitude and harsh exterior keep her safe from strangers, but those who truly know her understand that she is a very passionate and caring individual, if she deems you worth caring about.

Lucifer Morningstar - Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Omnisexual Omniromantic

Name: Lucifer Morningstar

Nicknames: Luci, Lu-Lu, Starfire, Duckie (by romantic partners only)

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: Physically 40, Actually 5,000+

Birthday: Technically doesn't have one; celebrates on September 29th

Height: 5'2”

Gender: Gender Apathetic (AMAB)

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, Sin/Sinself, Damned/Damnedself

Sexuality: Omnisexual Omniromantic

Occupation: Herald King of Pride/Ringmaster of Hell

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Lucifer is, at his core, nothing if but a dramatic bitch. Having been God's favorite, and being subsequently cast out of Heaven for voicing his opinions and quote unquote stubborn beliefs, he knows the power of words and the power of self-image. Luckily for him, he is a wonderful wordsmith and stands firm to his image as the Herald King of Pride and the Grand Ringmaster of all of Hell, presenting and projecting himself as a cocky, confident leader with a taste for dad jokes.

As a father, Lucifer has tried his best to support his daughter, Charlie, and often fears that he's raising his princess wrong due to who raised him. He is a devoted husband to his lovely Lilith, although the two are in a mutually agreed upon open polyamorous relationship; as long as they tell one another who they are seeing, they may find joy in the company of whoever else they wish.

As a sibling figure to the other Sins, Lucifer has the perilous position of balancing the Sins' viewpoints into some semblance of a functional system. He loves them all as family, even if they get on his nerves sometimes when they make stupid decisions, like copying his amusement park in a ring where he could never take proper legal action, Mammon.

Lute - Agender (Female Presenting) - Asexual Aromantic

Name: Lute

Nicknames: Lieutenant

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: Technically Ageless, Presents Early Thirties

Birthday: Technically doesn't have one; does not celebrate

Height: 7'2"

Gender: Agender (Female Presenting)

Pronouns: She/Her, Arch/Archself, It/Its

Sexuality: Asexual Aromantic

Occupation: Head Exorcist/Exterminator of Heaven, Assistant to Adam

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Lute is Heaven's champion of holy retribution, and serves God and Adam with a twisted righteousness. She has been Adam's second hand ever since Adam was made a higher divine power in Heaven, and was initially crafted with the purpose of serving him in whatever means he chose. However, her true talent became clear when she was first assigned as a soldier to expel sinners from passing through the Gates. When Heaven received news that Hell was facing overpopulation crisis, Lute was among the first to volunteer herself as an Exorcist; an angel who would go down into the sinful abyss and cull as many sinners as was possible in a day.

Since establishing the yearly Extermination Day, Lute has climbed through Heaven's ranks and settled comfortably into the position of Holy Lieutenant.

Moxxie - Cisgender (AMAB) - Bisexual Polycurious Panromantic

Name: Moxxie Knolastname

Nicknames: Moxx, Ox, Moxmox

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 31

Birthday: May 20th (Taurus-Gemini Cusp)

Height: 4'11"

Gender: Cisgender (AMAB)

Pronouns: He/Him, Imp/Impself

Sexuality: Bisexual Polycurious Panomantic

Occupation: Hitman/Assassin for I.M.P.

Playlist

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Moxxie is, first and foremost, a lover. Not to say that he can't also be a fighter, he can, and often is. Born into a powerful crime family in the Greed Ring's cleverly named Notamafiatown, Moxxie Knolastname was poised from birth to succeed his father, Crimson Knolastname, and take over as the don of the Knolastname crime empire. Unfortunately for Crimson, Moxxie's mother provided him with nothing but gentle kindness, and attempted to show the young imp the value of empathy.

When Moxxie's mother disappeared, Crimson blamed it on Moxxie for being too soft and unable to hold his own well enough. This pushed Moxxie even further from his father and created a void in Moxxie's life of stable, reliable female figures. During a trip to the Wrath Ring, meant to show the now teenaged Moxxie how to extort property out of what his father called "back-assward horse-fuckers," Moxxie encountered a strong, stunning imp who could very easily turn his little twiggy body into an accordion if she chose. She introduced herself as Mildred, and Moxxie felt his blood turn to butterflies just hearing her voice. He made sure to memorize the address of the farm they'd stopped at before they were chased off the property by Millie's siblings, and the two began a relationship as secret pen pals.

A few weeks before Moxxie was promoted into Crimson's second-in-command, his father discovered his stash of mushy love letters while snooping around his belongings for any stray money. Moxxie was forbidden from contacting Millie, and Moxxie was made to watch in frozen horror as his father tossed each letter one by one into the fireplace. Alone and distraught, Moxxie found himself once again without any sort of figure to give him unconditional safety and love. This led him into a fast, lustful, and passionately sloppy relationship with Chaz, a loan-shark demon who was technically one of his subordinates. The relationship between the two lasted until Chaz abandoned Moxxie to be caught by the police.

Once he escaped from prison with the help of his cell-mate, Blitz, Moxxie retreated to the Wrath Ring and sought shelter at Millie's address. Her parents nearly shot him on sight, but Millie managed to talk her father down and herded the bedraggled ex-mafioso into the safety of her arms. The two migrated to Imp City in the Pride Ring once Moxxie was mentally stable enough for a change in scenery, and the two were married not soon after.

Mrs. Abigail Mayberry - Cisgender (AFAB) - Femmesexual Demiromantic

Name: Mrs. Abigail “Abby” Mayberry

Nicknames: TBA

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 36 at Death

Birthday: [Pending]

Height: 6’4”

Gender: Cisgender (AFAB)

Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them

Sexuality: Femmesexual Demiromantic

Occupation: [TBA]

[Bio Pending]

Travis - Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Pansexual Demiromantic

Name: Travis

Nicknames: Trav, Travvy, Schnukums (from Angel Dust only)

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 32 at Death (Died 1940's)

Birthday: [to be updated]

Height: 5'10"

Gender: Gender Apathetic (AMAB)

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, Screech/Screechself

Sexuality: Pansexual Demiromantic

Occupation: Valet for the Vees (usually Valentino), Guest Writer and Director for Porn Studios

[Bio Pending]

Vox - Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Omnisexual Demiromantic

Name: Vox

Nicknames: V, Ox Cord (like aux cord)

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 41 at Death (Died 1956)

Birthday: October 1st (Libra)

Height: 7'0"

Gender: Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Presents Masc

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, Tech/Techself, Screen/Screenself, Control/Controlself, Glitch/Glitchself

Sexuality: Omnisexual Demiromantic

Occupation: Overlord of Hell, Owner of Voxtagram, Producer of Technology

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[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

Vox was born in 1915 to a freshly married (and subsequently freshly widowed) mother just as the first World War was gaining momentum. He never met his father, but from the way his mother spoke of him, he idolized him in concept. As a young boy, he was fascinated by the concept of telegrams from an early age, and frequently practiced writing messages in Morse code. This fascination fed into a growing passion for technological advancements, which followed him into Hell after his death.

Vox is a naturally innovative mind, and desires to keep himself five steps ahead of all other advancements in technology. He kept close watch over the development and explosion of the Internet, and brought his own bastardized version of wireless networking into Hell, using his Vi-Fi networks and tracking cookies to log every sinner's data, using that information to catapult himself into Overlord status.

His endless drive and single-minded determination soon garnered the attention of Valentino, an intensely powerful young Overlord who struck a bargain with him to help keep track of Val's employees under the guise of specialty tech. In return, Val and Vox would share their Overlord status and influence with one another. Eventually, they encountered and all but assimilated Velvette into their empire, and the Vees have governed vast swaths of the Pride Ring ever since, with VoxTek's reach only growing by the day.

Zestial Morde - Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Demisexual Demiromantic

Name: Zestial Morde

Nicknames: Zes

Face Claim: Official Art

Age: 37 at death (Died 1613)

Birthday: November 13th (Scorpio)

Height: 11'4"

Gender: Gender Apathetic (AMAB) - Presents Masc

Pronouns: We/Us, He/Him, They/Them, It/Its, Acid/Acidself

Sexuality: Demisexual Demiromantic

Occupation: Elder Overlord of Hell; Member of Lucifer's Council

[Headcanon Masterpost Pending]

[Bio Pending]

[weird-an]

It had been Steve's idea. 31 hours on the road. Billy had been driving like a maniac. Only three stops at ratty motels. Now they are there.

Billy has been so cold since the Mind Flayer. Now he feels warmer, the sinking sun still stroking his skin, chasing away the iciness the shadow left behind.

He's here. He's home. Toes in the sand and listening to the waves, Steve leaning against him.

"You wanna go for some pizza?" Steve plays with a strand of Billy's hair, scratching his head and tugging it a little.

Billy hums. He feels so... calm. He doesn't want to go back. He knows he has to, because Neil needs him around for a while and he can't afford to stay away longer than a week. But this week? A week in San Diego, fucking paradise.

They sit down at a corner table, Billy is stretching his limbs and jawns.

Steve snorts. "You're like a cat sometimes."

"'m not," Billy says, staring at the little menu in front of him.

"You are. You sit on furniture, your hair is everywhere, you purr.."

"I'm not a cat." Billy hits him with the menu. Not hard.

Steve snickers. "Totally."

A voice from a past he can't forget suddenly starts to speak. "Welcome! We make everything fresh here at Surfer Boy, except for our pineapple, which comes from a can, but I still recommend slapping some juicy- Billy?"

Billy looks up. Argyle stares back at him. The same Argyle he kept running around with years ago, before Neil felt social services and too many debtors breathing down his neck and brought Billy to the dump that calls itself Hawkins. To the monster that took everything from Billy - his body, his mind - and nearly his life.

"Argyle?" Billy clutches the menu in his hand and suddenly there are strong warm arms around him, dragging him up and he's hugged so hard he can't breathe, getting lift up a little - because Argyle had always been taller and used it to his advantage.

Argyle lets go and grins at him. "I didn't know you were back."

"It's.. just a trip." Billy rubs the scar on his chest. He regrets wearing only a crop top. Argyle has to notice the scars on his body.

"It was my idea. After Billy's... accident." Steve stands up.

"I'm Steve." He says with a big plastic smile on his lips and oh fuck. He's fucking jealous. Billy never thought that Steve would be jealous. Something inside Billy purrs at that.

Argyle looks back and forth between Steve and Billy. He stretches his hand out for Steve to shake.

"Nice to meet ya, dude." Argyle gives Billy a goofy grin. "I'll get you guys the finest pizza in California!“

Steve watches him leave to get their order. "His hair is pretty."

Billy presses his knee against Steve's. "I know. But you're my…" He swallows against the panic in his stomach. He can't say it. He's always so scared that someone hears.

Steve puts his hand on Billy's knees, gently squeezing it.

"You're mine, too," he says. Billy feels lighter.

Argyle brings them their pizzas and a giant cake in the colors of a rainbow.

"Confetti cake is on the house," he explains. "Not every time you meet a friend that got lost."

Steve stares at him again. But this time more fascinated than jealous. "What are you doing after work?"

Billy blinks in surprise.

Argyle laughs and points at the joint behind his ear. "Sharing a smoke with an old friend and a new one?"

Billy feels so warm like he has never been cold before.

@harringroveweek

[roseharpermaxwell]

RWRB FirstPrince Holiday Recs

Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's Eve - click below for my favorites.

I Don't Know About You, But I'm Feeling... by @iboatedhere. T, 794 words. Four birthdays in Alex's life.

it was the fourth of july (you and i were fireworks) by dreakawa. G, 1k. Alex has always loved fireworks. They were loud and bright and beautiful; in a way, he felt at peace among them.

Tonight, though.

Tonight, Alex watches in amazement as his roommate and best friend, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, gazes up at the display, his big blue eyes taking it all in, lips curved in a gummy smile that takes up his entire face, and oh.

Alex isn't watching the show.

Alex is watching Henry.

love, we begin by rizcriz. T, 1.1k. Henry loves his best friend. Absolutely adores Pez for all he’s worth and then some. But current circumstances have left him with a deep sense of loathing that cannot be outweighed by his hatred for any other thing in existence. In fact, Henry hates Pez so much right now that he wishes they’d never met.

All this to say, it’s two minutes to New Years, Henry’s at a party with only one person he knows—who has very much abandoned him— and is surrounded by horny women eyeing him like he’s going to be their magical prince in shining armor New Years kiss.

or, Henry gets a New Years kiss.

kiss me, and tell me that i’ll see you again by fxckingeyelashes. T, 2k. “Forgive me if I’m being too forward, but are you into guys perhaps? I’d like to know if I have a chance.”

“A chance at what?” Alex raises his eyebrows. It’s only then that he notices the rainbow G A Y under Henry’s name.

“A chance to be your new year’s kiss.”

(you can start) a family who will always show you love by @waterloolovers. T, 2.1k. “Confetti eggs.”

“Cascarones, but yes,” Alex grins, “I’ll give you a pass since your Spanish is a bit tragic.”

“Rude.” Henry rolls his eyes fondly. “So you just… chase each other around and try to smash eggs on each other? Seems rather messy with confetti going everywhere.”

“It’s very messy, but that’s the fun part of it. It’s meant to bring good fortune for the rest of the year."

The Spirit of Giving by @cha-melodius. T, 2.3k. His practice tamales come out pretty damned good, if he says so himself, and the ones for the holiday party are going to be even better. Alex is confident now that there’s no way his won’t be the best dish a the whole potluck; he’s definitely going to win (and no, he doesn’t care that you can’t ‘win’ a potluck, June).

(1 million words challenge holiday edition, prompt: “My holiday dish is better than your holiday dish.”)

Speaking my Language by HMS_Chill. G, 2.3k. Prompt:

"Alex always saying sweet things to Henry in Spanish but won't tell him what any of it means, and he's always google translating them and awe-ing at how cute Alex is and then like maybe he learns how to say something adorable to and says it to Alex and Alex just like melts or something"

one of your girls. by seafloor. M, 2.4k. New Years Eve; three years later. An hour before midnight.

Santa, Tell Me by @harrysglasses. G, 2.5k. Henry receives a very special gift from his office Secret Santa and is determined to find out who it's from.

we play all day (and spread holiday cheer) by headabovethewater. E, 2.5k. Nora guffaws. “You fucked Santa’s Elf?!”

“I mean,” Alex pauses and shrugs, “not with the costume on, obviously.”

“I can’t fucking believe you,” Nora exclaims, her hands cupping her own face in disbelief. She looks over Alex’s shoulder and cocks an eyebrow, before she lowers her hands and her tone, and asks, “Since when do you have a thing for blondes?”

I'll Have a Flu Christmas by @three-drink-amy. G, 2.7k. Plans go awry when Alex comes down with the flu right before Christmas while Henry waits for him to fly over and meet him in England. Prepared to spend Christmas sick and alone, Alex doesn't expect Henry to take matters into his own hands.

i think i'm falling for you by WaterlooLovers. T, 2.8k. Henry blinks at the man. He’s thankful the rink is fairly dark, only disco lights and black lights surrounding them, so the man can’t see the blush on his cheeks. The man is gorgeous, and still holding his waist, and Henry might be hallucinating. Maybe he did crack his skull on the hard rink floor. “Um.”

Trick or Kiss by @hillerskas. NR, 2.9k. Henry’s been here for ten minutes and he’s already causing Alex to feel some feelings. He supposes Henry has made him a bit scared with his costume, but not in the god given Halloween way he should.

Or, Alex is throwing the Halloween party of the year and can't quite figure out why the Prince of England is haunting his every thought.

onward to adventure by rizcriz. T, 3k. Some men would call Henry a fool.

He’s standing at a bar an hour to midnight in a packed nightclub on New Years Eve hoping to catch sight of a man he’s met all of once. Perhaps fool is too lighthearted a word for what he is. Foolishly optimistic—though, he’s never been deemed the optimistic sort before, he supposes there’s a first for everything.

Some people, people like Pez, who are standing watch—or, rather, dancing watch from a respectable distance away—call Henry a reformed fool. Because the fool part came a year ago when he let the world’s most perfect match disappear into a crowd and out of Henry’s life with the promise of returning in a year.

May Your New Years Dreams Come True by chamel. T, 3.1k. “In fact, I’d wager money my date will by far be the hottest there.”

Hunter scoffs, which honestly Henry doesn’t understand. It’s not like Alex hasn’t pulled in some real lookers to previous years’ parties, much to Henry’s chagrin. “Really? You want to bet?”

Alex shrugs. “Sure.”

“Henry,” Hunter says suddenly, finally—and unfortunately—acknowledging that he’s actually been standing there the whole time. “You want in on this?”

(1 million words challenge holiday edition, prompt: "Competition to see who can bring the hottest date to the New Year’s party")

you and me, forevermore by @theprinceandagcd. T, 3.1k. "He pushes up on his toes to kiss Henry, who returns the kiss immediately, greedily, tongue brushing against his in a way that makes Alex's brain short circuit just as much as it did a year ago.

A year ago.

It still does something to him, stirs something deep inside him that makes his entire body feel like pure mush. It's a memory burned so bright in his mind - cold air, a buzz in his veins, a tree in a quiet garden, fingers gripping his face, soft lips against his.

The night his world turned on its axis and shifted toward Henry, altering his path and forever tilting him closer."

Or, Alex and Henry on New Year's Eve, one year after their first, and Alex wants it to be special.

don't let me get drunk again by @getmehighonmagic. E, 3.1k. Alex had never wanted to cancel plans as much as he had while watching Henry pull a pair of light wash, tight jeans over his stockinged legs and bare ass.

Christ, he’s getting hard thinking about it now.

Merry Christmas, Darling by lucy_in_the_sky. E, 3.2k. Alex and Henry's first Christmas together as a couple. Just some good ol' fashioned Christmas smut

Wherever you are, as ever I remain by gallifreyandglowclouds. M, 3.4k. 'It’s transparently a lie, and he shouldn’t lie to Alex, but he can’t help it in the moment. He so badly wants everything to just be fine, to love this new life without a foot stuck in the old one.'

Henry can't help but feel a little homesick during his first Christmas in Brooklyn.

stars by the pocketful by weather_stained. T, 3.7k. Henry is having a terrible Halloween, so terrible that he completely forgets it even is Halloween until Alex shows up at his door asking to borrow a prop for June's costume.

Though Henry opts out of June's Halloween party, Alex makes sure he doesn't spend the holiday alone.

Call It Even by @smc-27. T, 3.7k. Alex shrugs. “I’ll go with you.”

Terrible, terrible, no good idea.

Too bad his mouth works faster than his brain. Which is…another thing he wishes to not think about. His mouth, and Alex, and all the things he could do to that man.

“All right.”

Fuck.

(aka: henry needs a +1 for a holiday party. his roommate offers.)

Help Yourself to Happiness by ronans. NR, 3.8k. ‘So you’re taking the post down, I assume? Now we’re both sober and in control of our impulses?’

Pez barks a laugh. ‘Absolutely not.’

‘I know we discussed the very real possibility that I would cry myself into oblivion without you here singing horrendously off key Christmas carols, but… isn’t this a little… desperate?’

‘I’m willing to see where this will take us, aren’t you?’ Pez asks, raising an eyebrow.

‘Says the man who would be safely out of the country after setting his best friend up with a potential murderer.’

Pez levels him with a look and then picks up Henry’s phone. ‘How many polos did he play?’ Pez turns the screen around so Henry can see the comment. ‘Does that sound like a person with murderous tendencies?’

Henry snatches the phone back. ‘This is a terrible idea.’

Or, A drunken night leads to Pez posting on Reddit, calling on any singles in the area to help Henry be a little less lonely this Christmas.

to see myself in someone’s eyes by saintsnames. G, 4.4k. five fathers, five father’s days

or: a father’s day each in the lives of oscar, arthur, leo, henry, and alex

I'm not gay, but my apparel is by @clottedcreamfudge. T, 4.5k. “I’m not a salesman,” Alex points out, coming out from behind the counter and rolling up his sleeves. “I’m a purveyor of oddities, curiosities, and intrigue.”

“Yes, I saw your sign.”

“And now here we are,” Alex says, gesturing grandly and expansively to the space around him.

“Here we are,” the man says softly, then pulls one hand out of his coat pocket and holds it out to Alex. “Henry Fox-Mountchristen. I would like to purchase an oddity, curiosity, or an item of intrigue.”

you bring blue lights to dreams by headabovethewater. E, 4.5k. When Alex pulls him a bit closer and kisses him again, he thinks he sees a flash of blue peek through the opening in Henry’s shirt, but he ignores the thrill that travels down his spine and shrugs it off. Wishful thinking, he’s sure.

Or, Henry surprises Alex as they celebrate New Year's Eve together.

baby, be mine by strwbrryfox. T, 4.8k. five times alex asks henry to be his valentine and one time henry beats him to it ♥️

many times, many ways by @littlemisskittentoes. M, 4.8k. The thing is, Alex knows he can’t replace the bittersweet wave of memories that swarm Henry’s head at the sight of snow flurries and smell of peppermint in the air. He doesn’t want to. He wants Henry to keep those close, even if it is through the sepia tone of melancholy.

But Alex can’t help but wonder if maybe he can find a way to balance poignancy with something a bit easier. Something a little bit lighter. Something Henry can revisit to understand where he belongs, how he fits into the “happy” of it all any time he needs.

He looks over to Henry, finally asleep against his chest. He takes in the gentle slope of Henry’s nose, the fluttered fan of eyelashes against moon-bathed cheeks. He fixates on the subtle canyon, the soft part of Henry’s lips, the phantom wind of a silent snore, and Alex knows: the very least he can do is try.

or, holidays have always come as a reminder to Henry of what he’s lost. But Alex always manages to remind him of everything he’s gained too.

Ink it in on my skin, sign me up, make it last against the time by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf. E, 5.2k. “Okay, then,” Alex says, and Henry can’t help but smile at the hint of mischief creeping into his voice, “there’s two weeks until Valentine’s Day. We each have that long to make it happen, and we’ll do a big reveal that night. Deal?” Flecks of gold are shimmering in his copper eyes. Henry leans forward, catching Alex’s lips to seal their accord.

“Agreed.”

OR

Alex and Henry both decide to get tattoos.

I must tell you what you will not ask by @lizzie-bennetdarcy. E, 5.3k. Henry's plans for Christmas fall through, so Alex invites him home for the holidays. They're best friends, strictly platonic roommates, so why does everyone think they're dating?

Have you ever been alone in a crowded room? by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf. T, 5.4k. When the Legendary Balls-Out Bananas White House Trio New Year's Eve Party is interrupted by a security threat, Henry, Pez, Nora, June, and Alex find themselves locked in the White House library for their own protection with nothing but time, a few bottles of champagne, and some lighthearted conversation, until a single question threatens to change everything for Henry.

You and Me, Forevermore by milowren. NR, 5.6k. When Henry gets sick a few days after Christmas, he and Alex end up celebrating New Year's together in a different way than they planned.

Red, White, and British Blues by lucy_in_the_sky. E, 5.6k. Instead of the warm Texan sun, today Alex wakes up to an English chill. Instead of a lively barbecue packed with friends and family, he and Henry are scheduled to attend a state banquet later in the afternoon.

Again, he tries to not be disappointed. It’s just, he was really looking forward to a chance to take a break from all this nonsense for the weekend.

God bless the USA, or whatever.

where every wish comes true by @hypnostheory. E, 6k. “Locked out?”

“I forgot my keys,” Alex says with a sigh, leaning against his door with a muted shiver. He was planning on a heated Uber ride to June’s apartment, not standing out in the cold ass hallway. Alex hugs his coat closer to his chest. “My friend has my spare.”

Henry nods, leaning against his own door frame. Alex isn’t sure what the man does outside of going to grad school at NYU, but it must be bench-pressing horses based on the size of his biceps. Henry reaches up to push his glasses higher on his nose and Alex swears he wasn’t that bisexual when the day started. “Would you like to wait in my apartment for your friend?”

Alex gets locked out his apartment on Christmas Eve. He's forced to take refuge in his neighbor and occasional fuck buddy Henry's apartment, and together the two get into the Christmas spirit with the help of a festive costume and a silk ribbon.

The Honeymoon Suite by clottedcreamfudge. E, 6.1k. Henry's plane is grounded, which is absolutely fine, and not at all the worst possible outcome on Christmas Eve when he should already be on his way to London. Alex's plane is also grounded, but fortunately for his leggy British co-worker, he's a generous soul who's happy to share the room he managed to bag at a local hotel while they wait for their new flights.

So, so generous.

Baby, it's Halloween and we can be anything by sheisraging. E, 6.3k. Alex is furious. More furious than he should be about the whole thing, but still. Plans were made. Money was spent. Costumes were purchased—not even rented—purchased!

it's in the stars, it's who we are by @indomitable-love. E, 6.4k. 'Henry pulls back with wide, startled eyes, releases him roughly and staggers backwards. He lets out a mumbled curse and turns on his heel, and Alex has just enough of something still firing in his brain to reach out and catch Henry’s wrist. Just enough awareness of the fact that Henry is about to run, to say, ‘No, wait,’ before he can disappear through the snow.'

or, the AU where Henry doesn't run after the New Year's Eve kiss.

Re: Inappropriate Festive Party Conduct [Sent with High Importance!] by @largepeachicedtea. E, 6.5k.

Alex has changed his suit into something soft-looking and appropriately red, though the white shirt with the holly pin is still there, now accompanied by a trail of sparkly tinsel around his neck like a festive scarf. He’s holding a whiskey glass in one hand, leaning into something Nora is saying, and looks positively lethal. “Christ,” Henry mutters through a gulp of cider. “He looks good,” Pez agrees through a cheshire grin. “He always looks good,” Henry says. “Right now, he looks–” “Henry! Pez!” “Fuck.” “Alexander!” Pez hollers. “Babes!”

—

An office holiday party AU where Alex and Henry ignore the first rule of corporate festivities: Don't hook up with your coworker.

Ho for the Holidays by @whimsymanaged. E, 6.8k. “Listen, don’t worry about this,” Henry says quickly, already mentally crafting the passive-aggressive text he’s going to send Pez. “Better luck next year. I’ll just be off—“

“Hold your damn horses.” Alex stops Henry with a fast, surprisingly gentle hand to his wrist. His eyebrows furrow. “What did you put on your questionnaire?”

Henry’s ears go hot. “That’s none of your business.”

Alex scoffs and leans in closer. “Baby, we matched. It’s safe to say we have at least some interests in common. Be honest—was it because you confessed to having a secret desire to slap me?”

Or, Pez organizes an event called Ho for the Holidays, and these two idiots get paired up.

all my time is yours to spend by smc_27. T, 6.8k. Any way you look at it, Bea is not meant to be here, and if it were just the lights, he’d assume she forgot to turn them off. The fire burning is another thing entirely. The weather has been dreadful, and perhaps her flight was canceled. Surely, she’d have told him as much.

He should investigate.

Waffles & Conversation by clottedcreamfudge. E, 7k. “I’m fine, I swear. I just need to give it a proper clean and I’ll be fine.”

Ellen isn’t convinced. “Okay, but you’re letting Henry look at it later.”

Alex grits his teeth for what must be the thousandth time today and tries to keep his voice level. “No, I’m not. He’s a vet, mom.”

“And he’s the closest thing to a doctor we have coming tonight,” she says firmly, letting him take his hand back and raising her eyebrows at him. “It’s that or the ER, honey. Your choice.”

You're the Perfect Gift for Me by @cha-melodius. T, 7.2k. “Twenty-one-year-old Scotch,” the man says with a low whistle, looking more impressed than anything else. “Special occasion or just expensive taste?”

Alex can’t stop his grimace. “Came up here to propose,” he says, even though this random stranger doesn’t need to hear his woes. “Found out my girlfriend’s getting back together with her high school sweetheart.”

“Ouch,” the man replies, the word sounding slightly absurd in his rounded, posh accent. He looks at the bartender. “Leave the bottle.”

(Dumped two days before Christmas by his girlfriend, Alex meets a British writer who's spending Christmas on his own in generic Tiny Town, USA, and together they discover something new to celebrate.)

Snowed In? Snow Problem by @rmd-writes. E, 7.3k. The challenge: to write a fun college AU for the queen of college AUs (though she’ll probably be mad at me for saying so). Bonus points for also including the only one bed and getting caught doing something sus tropes.

The result: hopefully all of the above, plus they’re snowed in for the holidays.

AKA Henry and Alex get snowed in at their dorm for the holidays, whatever will they do?

It's Not Thanksgiving Without the Turkeys by allmylovesatonce. M, 7.5k. Thanksgiving 2020, Alex invites Henry to join the Claremont-Diaz family for Thanksgiving. More than anything, they're excited for another excuse to be together.

(Valen)Tie Me Up by @happinessofthepursuit. E, 7.7k. “Well, I actually made your gift at one of Pez’s workshops, though I’m sure they would’ve gotten it out of me anyway,” Henry says, voice fond.

Alex’s mind is whirring, going through the monthly calendars from Seize the Play. Pez leads classes multiple times a week, but there’s only a few that Henry could’ve attended, and one in particular that would explain his own gift…

“Which one?” Alex asks.

“I think that’ll immediately be clear.”

Or, Alex and Henry exchange gifts for their first Valentine’s together—then proceed to use them.

you make it look so easy, i know it's not by @anincompletelist. T, 7.9k. Bea’s to his left, speaking frantically on the phone with who Henry hopes is the fire brigade or someone else trained to deal with these— situations. In front of him, Pez is fumbling frustratedly with the water hose, showcasing his colorful vocabulary with a flourish of jerky hand movements and chaotic pacing. On either side of the fence, his neighbors are peaking over the sides to ask if everything’s okay, and Henry feels the resolution to make a good first impression crumbling and slipping rapidly out of his grasp. Even David watches on from inside the house, his sage eyes and patriotic bowtie appraising the scene and looking back to Henry as if to say I told you so.

And the fryer — the fryer itself is up in flames, thick gray smoke swirling up into the air and soaring high above the tree line now. In the distance, the echo of sirens. Henry may faint right here, in the middle of his backyard at his new home before he's even unpacked, with all the neighbors and his family and friends watching on, on his first official American Thanksgiving. It is, by all means, not what he’d envisioned for the day.

everything ever written about love by greenandmoss. E, 8.4k.

“Bet you’re glad you knocked on this door.”

“I am, actually.” Smiles should not be this disarming. It’s disconcerting.

It’s like they’re in a movie, where all the lines are pre-written, and the smiles and the looks all mean something. The couple are scripted to catch eyes, and fall in love with each other the second their lips touch. But that’s fucking ridiculous. Henry sits there like some kind of James-Bond-Jude-Law heartthrob, and Alex’s life is not a movie. This is not how real life plays out.

Or: The Holiday au but it's just that one scene where Cameron Diaz meets Jude Law

Save a Horse, Ride a Princess by @affectionatelyrs. E, 8.6k. “I have to say, this is all quite literal, don’t you think?”

Alex wouldn’t know literal right now if it hit him in the head. “Huh?”

Henry points at Alex: “Pillow Princess,” and then to himself: “Cowboy. Ready to ride and all that.”

Alex nods dumbly. “Right.”

Or, Alex and Henry dress up as the ultimate couples costume for Halloween — themselves — and they both feel some kind of way about it

the world watched (and the world smiled) by fangirl6202. M, 9.1k. "Oh,” Alex says finally, faintly, touching one hand to his lips. Then: “Shit.” 

His mind catches up then, realizing that Henry is walking away and he doesn't even think twice. He begins to quite literally chase after him, trying to get to him before he can get away or, God forbid, try to fly back to England and ghost him. 

Henry is very pointedly not looking at him, stuttering apology over apology until Alex has to quite literally throw himself in front of him to get him to stop. Alex doesn’t know what to do. But the answer is simple, isn’t it? So fucking simple.

 

He takes Prince Fucking Charming’s lapels into his hand and kisses him back. 

Or; it's New Years, and Henry stays.

more than you could ever know by indomitablelove. T, 9.5k. He watches Alex’s bright smile as he talks to Bea and Leo, the way that Ellen and Catherine have their heads bent close together and how Nora is talking with Pez, Oscar and June. He feels something catch in his throat, something blooming in his chest with such strength that it threatens to burst its way out. He never, in a million years, thought he would have this.

this year i will fall by @rmd-writes. E, 9.8k. Henry has many regrets in his life, but leaving the ice rink after a literal run in with the potential love of his life without even obtaining his name may be his biggest. With his family visiting for the holidays for the first time and ever-present work deadlines looming, he's too busy to think about how to engineer his own happy ending worthy of the novels he edits.

But what if fate has other ideas?

Ye Merry Gentlemen by allmylovesatonce. M, 9.9k. Across three different years, at different points in their lives, Alex and Henry celebrate Christmas together.

On My Mind (Let's Go) by @sparklepocalypse. E, 10k. Pez blows into his hands and rubs them together to warm them. “Listen. Just… whatever happens in there, say yes, alright?”

“I don’t follow,” Henry says, his brow furrowing. “Say yes to what?”

“Whatever opportunity comes knocking,” Pez says breezily. “You forget, I’ve seen your messages. The booze is flowing tonight, and everyone’s got their best fit on – so opportunity will knock, and you will say yes.”

(A movieverse New Year's Eve fix-it that started as crack and turned into crack taken seriously. With dancing. And smut. Like... a lot of smut.)

Someone Special by bleedingballroomfloor. E, 10k. "That was Shaan," Henry explains as Alex snuggles closer to him, pressing his nose to his neck. "The blizzard hit early, apparently. Too risky to fly."

"So Christmas here?" Alex says in that sleepy drawl of his that Henry will never get tired of. "Fuckin' sweet."

Happy NY by @myheartalivewrites. E, 11k. “Hi,” he says, and Henry looks into his eyes, taking in the brown colour and little flecks of black and gold that give it depth; the tiny freckles dotted across his nose and cheekbones, only a shade or two darker than his deep bronze skin. “Uh, sorry about that,” the man says, but he doesn’t step out of Henry’s arms. Instead his eyebrows go up, and his expression changes, from one of embarrassment to something Henry thinks is surprise, and maybe, ever so hopefully, a little bit of interest.

would you wait for me? by smc_27. T, 11k. Henry Fox has made Alex nervous from the second they met.

Now it’s different. Now Alex has to try and find a shirt to wear to a party where he’ll inevitably see Henry for the first time in a year. For the first time since Alex’s heart was broken and he’d made what felt like the brave and smart decision and left.

Coming back might be a mistake.

Gonna Give You Something (So You Know What’s on My Mind) by @affectionatelyrs. E, 11k. Alex hums, turning around to pull open the freezer drawer. “You want anything?”

But Henry barely registers his question. Not when Alex is slightly bent over, allowing Henry a perfect view of his perfect ass. Each individual ridge of his spine is visible due to his lack of shirt. All of these things combined would normally be a large enough issue in itself to render Henry dumbstruck, except—

Except, that’s not the only thing that Henry’s faced with.

Right there, clear as day: blue lace, delicately peeking out from the waistband of his joggers. Henry’s hand immediately flies up to his cheek. The skin is hot to the touch, and he feels the imprint of where the material once lay like a brand.

Or, With the help of a white elephant gift, Henry learns that maybe the whole being-in-love-with-his-roommate thing isn’t as one-sided as he thought

Love and Hate at the Farmers' Market by myheartalive. T, 11k. Alex and Henry both work at a farmers' market and they hate each other, until suddenly— oops! They don't!

(Secret) Santa Baby by @indomitable-love. E, 11k. "When it comes to Secret Santa, Alex really does have a reputation to uphold. Everybody wants Alex to get them. Nobody actually wants to get Alex, which is why he usually ends up with novelty socks or a political biography, but he doesn’t care. Ultimately, everybody wants Alex to get their name. And right now, Alex is seconds away from finding out who his new mark is. The person that he’s going to spend the next few weeks learning inside and out to ensure that he gets them the perfect gift."

Alex gets his work nemesis, Henry, in the office Secret Santa and realises that he doesn't know nearly as much about him as he thought...

Trim my Christmas tree by @clottedcreamfudge. E, 12k. Henry is a writer, not a mall Santa, but unfortunately this year - thanks to his adorable and conniving nieces and their Aunt Beatrice - he's going to have to be both. This doesn't leave him a great deal of time to pine horribly over the part-time bookseller and Law student over at June Claremont-Diaz's shop, but somehow he manages to jam it in anyway.

Ho ho ho.

i'll be home for christmas by @dumbpeachjuice. M, 12k. He books a tiny cottage in a village called Little Snoring (not to be confused with the nearby Great Snoring) somewhere in Norfolk and tries to tell himself Christmas by himself in a foreign country is going to be an adventure from which he will have an adorable story to tell his friends and family, and not just totally depressing. At the very least he can take a cute picture of his snowy cottage and pretend he’s not totally fucking jealous of his entire family gathering in Austin without him.

If he ever fucking gets there, that is.

Or, Alex's first Christmas in the UK gets ruined by the British weather. A handsome stranger invites him to spend the holiday with his family instead.

The Holiday by @dracowillhearaboutthis. E, 13k. Henry is in no mood to attend his family's holiday gathering this year. So when June Claremont-Diaz asks him via a Home Swap website whether or not his house is free over the holidays, he jumps at the opportunity to escape the country and his family for the holidays.

He did not include Alex into the calculation - June's charming and gorgeous brother who suddenly appears at her doorstep.

Airplane Mode by clottedcreamfudge. E, 14k. Getting into an argument with someone in the airport lounge had probably been a mistake, in hindsight; Alex knows this. But with so many fucking delays and the fact that the signal on his phone is currently making it about as useful as two paper cups joined by a piece of string, he’s kind of on-edge. It’s not entirely his fault that he snaps.

Attractive people with perfect hair who take the last almond croissant before Alex can get to it probably just need to understand this. Alex is at the end of his tether, and he will not be swayed by, “Well, I was here first,” in a British accent so smooth it could butter bread.

Home for the Holidays by lucy_in_the_sky. E, 14k. “How would you feel about maybe spending Christmas in Texas with me and my family?” He bites his lip after popping the question.

Henry’s eyebrows shoot up. But before Alex can regret asking, a soft smile blossoms on his face.

“I want you there with me. I- I wanted you there this week, too-” Alex starts to ramble. “And, like, it’s totally ok if you want to go to England to be with your family, duh, but I’d love to show you Austin and introduce you to my family and teach you the Claremont-Diaz holiday traditions and kiss you on Christmas morning and-”

He’s cut off by the hard press of Henry’s lips against his own.

“Yeah?” Alex beams.

“Yes, love. Of course yes.”

Sweet Dreams of Holly and Ribbon by @villiageidiot. T, 14k. He falls asleep on the loveseat, Nora and June curled up on the couch across from him, as a terrible Hallmark Christmas film plays in the background. It’s the fourth night of sleeping alone—Henry taking care of some business back in the palace—and he’d rather wake up cold and cramped across from the two of them than alone in his own bed.

That’s how Alex falls asleep.

That is not how he wakes up.

A Fine Line by indomitablelove. E, 15k. Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Whatever is inescapable. In the worst way possible. He’s always fucking there. Alex turns up for his shift and Henry is there behind the coffee machine, apron tied around his waist and stupid, tight white T-shirt clinging to his biceps. Alex turns up for open-mic night at the cafe and there he is again, reading his fucking poetry. Alex goes to the grocery store, or the bookshop, or the fucking campus library, and who does he see? Henry. Always Henry.

Always Henry, always with a different guy.

Alex hates Henry. He's only letting Henry and his stupid long limbs and his overly symmetrical face stay on his couch because he has to, because 'tis the season not to be a massive dick, because it's Christmas. Isn't he? -also coffee shop/roommates

12 Days of Christmas with Alex and Henry series by @coffeecatsme. E, 16k. "It seems I've gotten myself in quite a tangle."

"Tangle?" Henry's voice is hoarse, eyes darkened as they travel over Alex's body. They stop at his crotch, and Alex can see it even under the dim lights—Henry's growing hard too, a visible bulge pushing at his sweatpants. Alex's cock gives a desperate twitch.

"Y'know, I was trying to put them around the tree," he starts, gesturing at the plain tree at the corner. It's clear he didn't even attempt to touch it. "And somehow I've managed to completely trap myself. Can't even move my hands." Henry makes a desperate noise at the back of his throat as his eyes snap up to Alex's face. Alex flashes him a suggestive grin, teeth biting down on his lip. "Seems I'm completely at your mercy."

(Dil)Do It Yourself by @happiness-of-the-pursuit. E, 16k. “Listen,” Nora starts, turning her body once more so that she’s sitting sideways in the chair with her legs thrown across the armrest. “I did the math. There’s a 79% chance you’re gonna become a slut to the power of the prostate, and while we’re not dating anymore, it’s my duty as your fellow slutty bisexual to get this party started.”

Or, when Nora drags Alex to a holiday dildo workshop, he doesn’t expect to find someone to use it with.

Spirit of the Season by @pridepages. M, 17k. Henry was dead to begin with. That much you must understand, or nothing that follows will seem strange or wondrous...

Alex Claremont-Diaz doesn't believe in ghosts. And he really hates Dickens.

But that's not going to stop a very unusual Christmas Spirit...

Henry Fox is on a mission. Once a year, he finds a soul in need of his help. (Too bad this one's such an utter berk.)

When two lost souls find each other on Christmas Eve, they may just find everything they never knew they wanted.

The Christmas Guest by @omgcmere. E, 17k. Alex is looking forward to a relaxing winter break catching up with his sister after her semester abroad, but June's gone and ruined everything by inviting her insufferable international student friend to stay with their family for a real American Christmas experience. Henry is irritatingly gorgeous with a completely obnoxious superiority complex, and Alex is prepared to hate every single second he's forced to spend in his presence. As Alex starts to get into the Christmas spirit, however, he finds that maybe there's more to Henry than meets the eye - and maybe, just maybe, this will actually be the best Christmas ever. - also college

Four Christmases by @hgejfmw-hgejhsf. E, 19k. From Washington to Austin, London to New York, Alex and Henry spend Christmas with different members of their families from 2020 - 2023. Funny couples' Christmas sweaters, festive swimsuits, statement-making ties, and family pajamas all bring lots of laughs, some tears, and a bit of fun to be had by all along the way.

A Year in the Life series by milowren. NR, 19k. Alex and Henry are coworkers, Henry has a crush, and they end up at a haunted corn maze together a few nights before Halloween. Shenanigans ensue! And - When Alex's flight home is canceled at the last minute, Henry invites him over for Thanksgiving - despite never having hosted an American Thanksgiving before.

and you would be there too by smc_27. M, 20k. It’s mostly dark out here, just the lamp poles in the parking lot casting a warm yellow glow across the packed snow.

“We’re closed.”

Henry spins around, heart racing, and sees the beautiful man from the café and from earlier at the shops. He cuts a stunning image, swinging one leg over the wooden fence rail and stepping into the parking lot as he pulls a red and black plaid shirt over his shoulders, his tan pants tight enough across his thighs to make Henry blush for noticing.

This Hell of a Season by Chamel. E, 21k. (Nova, Baby follow-up) “The first few years, it was a relief to get away from all the stupid family drama,” Alex says, blowing a long sigh. The hand that’s not holding Henry’s slides onto his stomach, a warm, comforting pressure. “Then I started to resent it. It hurt to be stuck out on a mission while everyone celebrated without me.”

“And now?”

A grin slips onto Alex’s face as he walks two fingers across Henry’s bare chest. “Now I have you.”

(Or, 3 times Alex & Henry spent Christmas on missions and 1 when they didn't; or, A Very Nova Christmas Special.

Love on the Menu by berrybluefae. M, 23k. Henry Fox has a side hustle at his job as a host in an upscale restaurant. He loves setting up romantic moments for guests who want a little something extra for their night out to dinner. A bouquet of flowers and a bottle of champagne for the couple celebrating their 50th anniversary? Easy. A special table with candles and a dessert with a surprise for the woman about to propose? Child’s play. But despite playing Cupid for the restaurant’s guests, Henry has never been on the receiving end of a grand romantic gesture. So imagine his surprised delight when anonymous gifts begin appearing just for him.

Who is Henry’s secret admirer? Only Valentine’s Day will tell.

You Make Every Day Feel Like It's Christmas by allmylovesatonce. T, 25k. Burned out on work, Alex goes to visit June who is on assignment in a sleepy Vermont town called Snow's Landing. June is determined for him to see where she's been living for the last six months and to love it as much as she does. The most intriguing part of it all is June's best friend there, a man named Henry, that Alex believed was a jerk at first but is starting to discover a new side of as they spend more time together.

Paper Chains by @myheartalivewrites. E, 25k.

DAY 751

(Alex)

Henry is… Well, if Alex is being honest, Henry is everything to him.

But it’s kinda hard to explain.

DAY 1

I have no idea how to summarise this one, folks. The best I can do is… Alex and Henry's journey from awkward beginning as colleagues, to best friends, to spending time apart and finally to finding each other again.

But it’s not as straightforward as that.

Every Day's a Holiday (When I'm Near to You) by bleedingballroomfloor. E, 29k. I know this is a long shot, but if anyone’s going to Texas/anywhere south for the holidays and is crazy enough to drive there instead of fly, I’m looking for a road trip buddy. We can split gas money and snacks if you pick good ones. DM me if you’re interested.

And Henry knows he's about the make the most idiotic decision he's ever made in his life.

Or, Henry impulsively tags along with Alex on a road trip to Texas with absolutely no plan. Surely this won't backfire.

in a holidaze by @tedddylupin. E, 49k. Alex didn't mean to spend his New Years Eve thrown together with a perfect stranger at an airport. He didn't mean to offer up to share his hotel room with a very attractive stranger. He also didn't mean to find the man insufferably perfect either.

Or: the one where Alex and Henry find each other during different holidays throughout a year's time.

When I think about you by @clottedcreamfudge. E, 50k. Dream sharing is absolutely not a thing, even though Alex would very much like it to be.

The magic of soulmates, however, means that someone you’ve never met – someone whose soul is tied to yours, in whatever way that manifests – can appear in your dreams, like an extra character who keeps popping up over and over again. They won’t be having the same dream as you, and you won’t actually meet, but whatever you remember from the dream can start to take shape in your waking hours; you can figure things out, bit by bit, dream by dream.

I only tag an author once per post, but I'm still figuring out firstprince author handles. If you see one I may not know or find a broken link, please give me a heads up!

Master List of RWRB FirstPrince Recs

Master List of Recommendations

[wisteriasymphony]

thinking about a sentitwins platonic soulmates thing... hehe

M. Haprele was visiting once again to discuss the missing cases reports, and what exactly needed to be done to forge innocence. Though less out of practice than he was out of shape, Claude-Henrí had done extensive research the past few weeks in order to be able to answer every question the young Mr. Fathom could have before he even asked it... and yet, Felix was easily taken off course that day.

"I've informed you of my family history, have I not?" Felix asked over tea—Always over tea. There was not a single time that Claude-Henrí had visited where there hadn't been tea involved. It was as if the kid didn't know how else to communicate with people.

M. Haprele glanced over the manila folder he'd placed on the table, papers of photocopied law and dossiers of Felix's murder victims peeking out the side as if asking to be made relevant again. Claude-Henrí sighed, opening his briefcase to do away with the folder. "Partially," he grunted. "Herod was your father's name? Some sorta... supernatural spook?"

Felix chuckled. "Oh, The Weeping One's name is not one our mouths can pronounce." His head was tilted to take another sip of tea, but through the gaze of his brow Felix's eyes sparkled. "But 'Heras' was what I told you. And you should be glad he died long before he could hear you call him such a thing."

Felix, of course, would not say out loud that the death of The Weeping One was his own doing, but there was a moment of silence in which he could tell M. Haprele wondered such a thing and then knew it to be true. All it took was for Felix to smile.

"I have said that my cousin and I are just that—cousins—but that is only half true. Not only would we be brothers, but... one could even call us halves of the same whole. It was never expected that the successor to The Weeping One would be more than a single creature, and yet—" Felix examined his ring, watching it shatter the daylight into small fragmented rainbows on the floor. "—Here we are. Our mothers called it miraculous."

Claude-Henrí kept silent, watching his own untouched cup of tea, waiting for it to suddenly leap out of its tray by some magical force. The whole manor had an air of magic to it, though not in the sense of fairy godmothers and pixie-dust witchcraft. If his teacup were to sprout legs, it would sprout them screaming, bleeding profusely where the flesh sprouted out from porcelain, yelping in a lost language as it hopped off the table to its demise. A demonic sort of magic that bled rot through the cracks in the wallpaper and tainted the rooms with the dread of oncoming death.

The young man scoffed, saying "If I must be honest, I don't think Adrien understands his own importance to me. I would see no point in living if not for him." Felix poured himself another cup of tea, then began to stir it even though he would never think to add either sugar or milk to it. "We complete each other in a way that transcends any bond you feeble creatures can think of. It's just as I said—two halves of one whole."

"Indeed, Mister Fathom," Claude-Henrí responded, more to be cordial than to truly agree.

"And yet for some reason, he spends all of his time chasing after humanity." Felix clucked like a mother hen, still holding his face in a tight scowl. "All this... 'morality' and hedonism and fraternization with such degenerate creatures. —He's even had one of the females of your species catch his eye."

"He has?" M. Haprele asked, furrowing his brows.

"Oh, yes, it's disgusting. I do hope he won't be as reckless when he eventually kills her too. ...So that's why I brought this up in the first place," he sighed. "You'll have to be on watch for him when he inevitably fails."

[therulerofallpotatos]

Wyler Fanfiction Rec List Part 1

For @ourloveisdahliaoh, here’s that rec list I said I’d make.

his bonnie on the side by melliesgrant

Summary: in which wednesday's original plan to escape nevermore and jericho works and tyler joins her. 

Words: 33, 822 Chapters: 4/4 Rated: G

This fanfiction is one of my absolute favorites. I’m rereading it right now and it’s just as fun to read as the first time around when I was stalking my emails for new updates.

Just the Two (Three) of Us by Charlie Rose (Night_Owl6)

Summary: What if Wednesday found out about the Hyde's identity at the beginning of the show? What would change? With one question solved, nearly a hundred more pop up but Wednesday is up for the challenge. Watch as Tyler is dragged along while he and everyone else learns one critical thing about Wednesday.

She doesn't share.

Words: 76,326 Chapters: 15/? Rated: M

I reread this fic recently as well and it was as wonderful as the first time around. I’ve fallen deeper in love with it with every chapter. The plot is good, the characters feel real, and you can feel how close Tyler and Wednesday are getting alongside her.

Grapevine Lovers by Luckyricochet

Summary: Is it a really a high school dance if there’s not at least one scandal to come out of it that rocks the student body? In the aftermath of the Rave’n, rumors are flying and Tyler’s caught right in the middle of them, along with what he may or may not have gotten up to that night with his date. Welcome to Jericho High School, Wednesday Addams. 

Words: 4,040 Chapters: 1/1 Rated: T

This fic was actually written based on this post by @luckyricochet. It’s fun as hell and a true gift. Between Jericho High, Lucas’ crew being idiots, and Thing scaring the shit out of Tyler what more could you want?

What if we get out of this hellhole town? by HatsforBats

Summary: "With the media storm and the law on our tails, we've got this kinda Bonnie and Clyde thing going on."

OR

What if Wednesday hadn't run into Rowan on the night of the harvest festival? What if Tyler was able to help her leave town?

What if he went with her? What if they navigated dealing with his Hyde together?

Words: 30,680 Chapters: 12/? Rated: M

This is another “they run off at the festival” au that has my heart in a chokehold.

We’ve got violence. We’ve got teenage runaways. We have Thing. We have Tyler running away from Laurel, struggling with his own identity, and chasing freedom with Wednesday. We have crime and panic and Jericho’s pov as their case catches like wildfire. I’m not usually a fan of meta in my fanfictions as this leans towards in the latest chapter, but fuck if it doesn’t matter because this is good. the tension is only rising between them and the plot is only getting more interesting.

Paint Me in Black by Universe30

Summary: Soulmate AU where everyone is born seeing only black and white until the first touch of their soulmate. Except Wednesday Addams. She has always been able to see every color except black. Every day, she curses her soulmate for withholding the color black from her. She has no plans of ever accepting her soulmate, but when she meets them she's sworn to enact her revenge. They've tortured her with a rainbow of colors all her life, it's only fair after all. 

Words: 13,356 Chapters: 4/? Rated: T

I love this fic. I’ve been reading it since the day it posted and every update in my emails brings a smile to my face. It’s a delightfully Addams twist on the classic “soulmates see color when meeting their soulmate” au. I liked how they handled Wednesday’s feeling on soulmates before and after Tyler because I didn’t feel like reading a drawn out angst over having a soulmate but at the same time they didn’t pretend she never rejected the idea of having one. We get a nice mix of Tyler and Wednesday povs that are transitioned well. The latest chapter in particular holds a special place in my heart. 

When Is a Monster Not a Monster? by wincestation

Summary: “You can ask me, you know.” Tyler stated eventually. “Ask you what?” “Anything,” such a simple word, spoken with such compuser, and yet Wednesday could hear the underlying tremble in it. “That’s why you’re here, isn’t it?” Wednesday huffed. “How do you know? Maybe I just missed the Hyde.” As the words left her lips, she could almost sense the shift in the room. Tyler’s shoulders tensed, his knuckles whitened, and she could swear his hazel eyes flashed red. “You better not say things like that,” Tyler said through clenched teeth. “Why not?” “Because he can hear you.”

Words: 46,376 Chapters: 18/20 Rated: E

This s2 au can’t not make the list! it’s @wincestation ffs! I’ve waxed poetic about this fic multiple times in Wylerserver18+ and I’ll do it again. This is one of the few stories I’ve read that heavily featured a split personality that didn’t immediately turn me off. the transitions are smooth, the plot is compelling, and the sex scenes are hot af. You can’t go wrong with a fic calling Nevermore out for the hypocrisy of preaching acceptance and banning hydes for the same reason normie schools definitely banned werewolves, vampires, and gorgons.

The Summer I Turned Pretty by SeventhRabbit

Summary: Tyler Galpin runs away from Jericho leaving behind a father he barely knows and a mother six feet under. He takes his car and just follows the roads wherever they go. Wednesday is running from her mothers shadow and a family that holds more bad than good. Hitchhiking as far away as she can. Tyler picks her up and unwillingly becomes tangled up in a crazy stalker and a potential murder plot that may find him six feet under alongside his mother. And he may pick up a few more strays on the way but hey who’s counting?

Words: 2,435 Chapters:1/? Rated: NR

This fic is just starting out and it already lives rent free in my head. This is such an Addams meetcute and I love it to pieces. Alternate meetings like this are the best and I am very excited to see where this fic takes us.

Hickeys...Of course by coolsmartfunnypopular

Summary: Enid sees hickeys on Wednesday's neck. Details follow. 

Words: 4,013 Chapters:1/1 Rated: E

This is such a fun time, honestly. Teenage shenanigans and possesive kinky fun. 

Akrasia by Natattack95

Summary: All her life, Wednesday was told she would be a fierce alpha, just like her mother. She was so certain of it... until she saw the boy with the curly hair, the soft smile and a scent that left her breathless. 

Words: 2,838 Chapters: 1/? Rated: E

Omega Wednesday meets Alpha Tyler and it’s glorious. Wednesday is just as fierce and Tyler is just as smitten. classic omegaverse soulmate-esque shenanigans meets the addams family and it promises to be an amazing time for anyone who loves the genre.

Before by GoblinoftheGreen

Summary: What if Wednesday had arrived a little earlier during Tyler's self discovery, What if it was something the two of them figured out together? What if Tyler revealed himself immediately, if not accidentally after Rowans death. 

Words: 19,180 Chapters: 12/? Rated: M

I’m hooked on this fic, man. It’s amazing. I love the idea of Tyler revealing himself immediately and them working together the whole time. Now don’t turn off at the first chapter. They do start spacing the paragraphs from the 2nd chapter onwards and the first chapter is written so you barely notice. I didn’t even notice until I skimmed it again for this post. I adore how easily Wednesday just uses sex and status as a horny teenager for alibis. It feels very Wednesday who I can’t see as someone who would make a big deal out it as a rejection of the slut vs pure virgin narrative. I just can’t see her deifying her virginity and I can 100% see her using sex as an alibi the moment it becomes the most logical choice for her. Also it’s hilarious. Fake out make outs for the win. Especially when they evolve into actual make outs.

[flowers-inmyhair]

Hey peeps, I’ve written things* and decided to summarize them with quotes. All are complete. Read & enjoy (at your own risk 🤗).

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Hisoka/Illumi (Hunter x Hunter, Illumi POV, First Person, letters to Killua, 35k words, Rated E | creepy, dark, obsessive, funny, sadomasochistic, and kinda existential. A deep-dive into Illumi’s life & my fanfic masterpiece, yo)

More and more, I watched Hisoka disappear from my life and leave holes behind that nothing else could fill. Boredom. Unimaginable boredom. Lying prone on my bed in the Manor, listening to the ticking of my wristwatch, or the metronome, or any of the hundred sitcoms Milluki cycled through again and again every year. The stretches of time grew longer, and I knew that if I asked questions or held on tighter, I would only be chasing Hisoka further away. I hated it. I hated him. I wanted to have him. I wanted to kill him with my bare hands.

-The Three Quintessential Laws for Being An Assassin. Read more here.

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Eloise/Cressida (Bridgerton, Cressida POV, First Person, letter to Pen, 5k words, Rated M | romantic, northern lights, confessions, Austenian)

When she next giggled, I swear, Pen, the sound entered me like music through a wind chime. I mean, really, what on earth has happened to me? Has someone struck me injuriously over the head? I am not the sort of girl to swoon or feel bewitched by the fancies of romance. I am the sort of girl to stuff Mary Wollstonecraft in my knickers and barrel clumsily through a forest.

-The Polarity of Light & Darkness. Read more here.

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Erwin/Levi (Attack on Titan, Levi POV, 3rd Person, 9.8k words, Rated M | bittersweet, poetic, violent, hurt/comfort, fleshing out the Underground and Scout-life. Mind the warnings)

On the shore, their Class A’s are balled up in the mud and the pages of their books dance lightly. Tomorrow, they return by train to HQ. Until then, Erwin swims and Levi watches, occasionally laughing and splashing at him. In all his life, he’s never found the world beautiful. Not before or since.

-Headless Horseman. Read more here.

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Luna/Hermione (Harry Potter, Luna POV, 3rd Person, 4.7k words, Rated T | whimsical, everything is beautiful and nothing hurts, cottage core & afternoon tea vibes)

Always, she’s labeled herself a ‘skeptic’, a ‘woman of rationality’, but Luna’s never met anyone more spiritual or universal than Hermione. There’s a reason the earth is a mother and the moon is a goddess and Hermione is the object of Luna’s affection.

-To Wish On A Rainbow. Read more here.

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Katara/Zuko (Avatar the Last Airbender, Katara POV, 3rd Person, 3.6k words, Rated G | post ATLA grief story memorializing their mothers, a tearjerker with some wholesome silly moments and wisdom from Iroh)

Katara brings her hands to Zuko's, brushing her fingers along his reassuringly. He’s warm. Warmer than any human she’s ever touched before. “Don’t be nervous. It’s just me.”

-In Your Mother’s Honor. Read more here.

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*As a general rule, all my works are pretty faithful to canon.

[whatisreggieshortfor]

Good Enough

For @gosen-v ! I haven’t written Haikyuu in a bit, but I hope you like it! Joyous Yule, my friend!

Ennoshita x m!reader

Tanaka wasn’t as close to Ennoshita as Kinoshita or Narita were, and he may not be the smartest, but he isn’t blind. He sees the way his tutor lights up whenever his phones goes off. He sees the way his cheeks flush when Narita or Kinoshita whisper something to him each time it happens. He sees the way Ennoshita rushes out of practice now as soon as he can instead of taking his time to walk with the others. And he comes to the conclusion that his future captain has a secret girlfriend.

So he follows him.

For days.

Sometimes Noya tags along, but it seems whenever that happens, Ennoshita always catches them.

Finally it pays off. Tanaka hasn’t seen him meeting up with a girl even once, but he’s realized that every time Ennoshita ran off, he was meeting the same boy.

A boy in a Seijoh uniform.

Tanaka waited until his friend had just walked away from the gate of the dormed school, having kissed the boy goodbye in the shadows of the trees before Tanaka’s very eyes. As soon as the stranger deemed his friend far enough away and turned around to head to his dorm, Tanaka ran after his friend, “Ennoshita!” He called as soon as he was close enough, not missing the way the smile on his face seem to slide off out of nerves before he forced it back.

“What’s up, Tanaka? How’d you find me?” Tanaka really should’ve waited to start this convo tomorrow. He didn’t have an excuse prepared- neither of them had a different reason to be out this way.

But Tanaka persevered, choosing to deal with whatever punishment was coming with the truth, “I followed you.”

“Why would you-“

“Why are you hiding your boyfriend?”

“‘M not.” He scuffed the toe of shoe against the ground, allowing Tanaka to fall into step beside him as he continued his path home, “At least- well- okay, yeah. I’ve kept it a secret. But that’s because he asked me to. He didn’t want it out in the open yet.”

“Is…is he not out?” It was the only reason Tanaka could think of. The only reason he could accept.

But Ennoshita shook his head, “No, he’s out and proud. Wears a couple rainbow pins buttoned to his uniform blazer. I just…think he knows he could do better.” The way he said it with a shrug bothered Tanaka. Shouldn’t his friend know how great he is?

“Why would you think that?” Tanaka’s face was twisted up like it was when he would ask him hard questions during study sessions.

Ennoshita shrugged again, “I mean, I’m not the top choice for most people. I have good grades, but I’m not top of the class. I’m not really described as good looking- more plain. I’m not even a starter like his brother is, but three of the first years are. So I don’t want to dwell on it. I can appreciate what I have now.” Tanaka couldn’t believe he thought of himself like that. But before he could say anything, the other boy directed the conversation to homework and studying.

You were caught off guard when you stepped out of the school gate- you’d gotten a message from your boyfriend to meet him at the park, but you didn’t expect to see a boy you recognized from his team waiting for you at the school gate. At first you wanted to just ignore him, continue on your way, but he was the loud abrasive player Chikara had always told you about, and it quickly became clear as he yelled and chased after the few steps you’d managed to take that he was here for you. “Can I help you?”

Tanaka hadn’t actually planned what to say. He’d looked into who you were- class rep, president of the student council, head of three different academic clubs. Exactly the type of person he always thought Ennoshita would end up with. But here he stood, glaring at you because you were ashamed to be dating his friend. “What does Ennoshita not have?”

“I- what?” You blinked, face scrunching up in confusion as you fiddled with the zipper of your school track jacket anxiously. “What does that mean?”

“Is he even good enough for your standards?” Tanaka meant it sarcastically. He knew his friend was good enough for anyone.

But your face fell, before it creased in anger. He thought Chikara was lacking? No one talks badly about your boyfriend, “I don’t know what your problem is with him, but Chikara deserves so much. I could never be enough for him, so I’m just holding on while I can.”

Tanaka was, admittedly, a little dumbfounded at that. Neither of you thought you were good enough? But you didn’t keep him waiting.

“I’m not like my brother. I know that. Someone like that is who Chikara should be with- outgoing and charismatic and popular. I can’t serve a damn volleyball hard enough to break fingers or work well with anyone that gets thrown my way. I’m not my brother. But I love Chikara with everything I have, and I’ll keep loving him long after he wises up to how far below him I am.” You started to walk away, “My brother is the one people should love. The one someone like Chikara deserves. To everyone I’m just the ‘other Oikawa’.” You finished sadly, leaving Tanaka staring at the back of the boy he made too many assumptions about.

Tanaka was horrified to go to school the next day, only for Ennoshita to pull him aside and say you had finally realized the relationship wasn’t worth it. And no matter how many times he showed to campus, how many times he cornered your brother, Tanaka couldn’t talk to you to convince you it was a mistake.

The inter high tournament rolled around, and Tanaka was still distraught about inadvertently ending his friend’s relationship. Even if his friend didn’t know it was his fault.

He was so distracted with his inner turmoil during their match with Wakutani Minami that he didn’t realize he was going for the same receive as Daichi until he saw him laying on the floor. The Seijoh team’s third years could be seen in the bleachers, and Tanaka wished you had been there, too.

He had faith in Ennoshita to lead them through the match as Kiyoko led Daichi away, but he could see the way his future captain questioned himself. So he sent Kiyoko away with one request, with her answering nod of resolution.

Every move Ennoshita made, he was questioning himself.

It felt like an eternity to Tanaka, so long that he started questioning whether his message through Kiyoko got through- or if it was just ignored.

But then they heard the cheering from their section. Louder than Shimada and Saeko.

“Chikara! I know you can do this! You’ll be a better captain than anyone I’ve ever met, you just need to focus! Show them you aren’t a flightless crow anymore!”

It was Ennoshita’s serve, and Tanaka watched with a smirk as his teammate’s head snapped around to see you standing there, donned in your Aoba Johsai jacket, and cheering them on like you believed they could make it to the finals.

It was a few moments before the future captain came to his senses, shooting you a thumbs up with a watery smile before he focused on the ball in his hands.

And then he led them to victory.

You sprang from your seat, following the loud blonde girl you’d been sitting next to down the stairs and throwing your arms around your ex boyfriend- the thought that you’d broken up was the furthest thing from your mind.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” Ennoshita asked, but his arms didn’t loosen their grip around you. He didn’t want you to think he didn’t want you right where you were.

“Your manager found me. Something about your nerves- I don’t remember what she said. She was just told you needed me and I came running.” He had tears in his eyes that you brushed away with your thumbs, “I’m so proud of you, Chi.”

He let out a breathless laugh, “It’s so good to hear that nickname again. I-“ his smile faded, not entirely gone, but enough that you noticed, “I hope I can be good enough for you. If I keep winning.”

Your brow furrowed, keenly aware that his team was watching every move either of you made, listening to every word, “You don’t need to win for that, my love. You’ve always been too good for me. I’m just the other Oikawa, remember?”

Distantly you heard someone smacking hands over someone’s mouth, muttering about it not being the time, but you were entirely focused on the boy that held you in his arms like you belonged there, “I’ve never thought that about you. Sure, you are Oikawa Y/N. Your brother is the great Tooru, but he doesn’t have anything on you. You are kind, and sweet, and smart, and every good word I could ever say is wrapped up in you. To me, you’re just Y/N. My Y/N.”

“Yours?” You spoke quietly, he almost needed to lean closer to hear you, and he did anyway, “Does that mean…you might be willing to take me back?”

He laughed, soft and full of fondness, “I never let you go. Now come on, I think it’s time my team met my boyfriend.”

Tanaka might have hurt your relationship, but when he apologized to you both later that night, you each laughed and told him he helped you come back stronger.

Masterlist

[queerofthedagger]

Merlin Bingo 2022 Masterlist

It was a bit of a scramble at the end there, but I blacked out my card for the @merlinbingo for a second year, ey! Unlike last year, I got it into my head to fill them all with fics and also grab all the bonus badges along the way, because apparently, I like to make things difficult for myself—who knew?!

Once again a huge thank you to the mods for running this, as well as to everyone who reads my stories! This is one of my favourite fests in this fandom, and I can't wait for the next round <3

Without more rambling from me, a list of all 25 bingo fics beneath the cut ✨

don't you love the way (I drag you down)

[Merlin/Arthur | M | 2,3k]

M1: Betrayal | Canon Era

Merlin smiles, mirthless and grim as he bares his throat. “Come on, then,” he says, voice dripping with a taunt. “Are you not going to kill me, my Lord?” The bile is back. With it, nausea roils in Arthur’s gut. The silver blade glints in the dim evening light, orange and pink and shadows dripping off of it; a stark contrast against the virgin white of Merlin’s throat. ___ They have never been good at talking, exactly, but if anyone had asked Arthur how he thought this would go, the answer would not have been magic, a dagger, and the release of year-old tension.

brittle parchment, scattered truth

[Arthur & Ygraine | G/A | MCD | 1,5k]

M2: Pen Pal AU | Canon Era

But you are my child, and so you deserve the truth. ___ Five letters Queen Ygraine wrote to her son, and one letter that was written in response.

run deep, run wild

[Elyan/Gwaine | T+ | 1,3k]

M3: Bookstore AU | Modern Era

Viña del Mar is a city of flowers and fountains, of gleaming, towering buildings, and the ocean an ever-reliable constant against rocks and sand. He can see how Elyan, of all people, would like it here; for the first time since this little game between them started, Gwaine yearns to find him. To not only chase him, through foreign cities and more or less obscure literary references, but to dig his fingers into sun-kissed skin and hold on to it, too. ___ Elyan leaves him clues in bookstores around the world, waiting for Gwaine to catch up. There is nothing Gwaine would rather do.

The First Pride Was a Riot

[Merlin/Arthur | T+ | 5,1k]

M4: Hugs | Modern Era

The first pride was a riot, and Arthur stands amongst the wreckage of glass on cobblestone. He stands amongst blue and purple and pink, amongst all the colours of the rainbow, and Arthur— —well. All that Arthur can think of is Merlin. ___ The first time Arthur goes to a pride march, he doesn't feel like he belongs, doesn't think that being bi has to change anything. The first time Arthur goes to a pride march, he meets Merlin, and it changes everything. As it turns out, Arthur discovers that perhaps, change isn't such a bad thing.

On Bending, Breaking, and Mending

[Merlin/Arthur | G/A | 2,3k]

M5: Napping | Canon Era

The teasing remark is already sitting on the tip of Arthur’s tongue but suddenly—suddenly, Arthur is so very tired of this game between them. For months now it has felt as if they have fallen out of step with each other, as if anything either of them said always just landed slightly wrong. He is so very tired of walking on eggshells around Merlin, each and every step questioned a hundred times. He is so, so tired of watching Merlin work himself to the bone and wondering whether he is the right person to say anything about it. ___ Merlin is Court Sorcerer, Albion's Golden Age is right on their doorstep, and still, things between them are anything but alright. Sometimes, the most obvious answer is the one most difficult to see.

bleed the truth (I will never re-undo you)

[Merlin/Arthur | T+ | 4,2k]

A1: Tattoo Shop AU | Modern Era

Loath as Arthur is to admit it, there still is a part of him that has never moved on from the sixteen-year-old boy who let his best friend stitch black ink in disorderly letters across his skin, and let those same hands press him into messy sheets after. That has never moved on from the enormity of it, not in seven years, and he can’t help but think that if there is to be a chance to salvage even a fraction of it, the gesture has to be as grand as it all had felt, back then. “He knows,” he repeats, his voice firm, and the girl across from him watches for a beat longer before she shrugs and writes him in for an appointment two months from now. ___ They say to be careful about what you get inked into your skin; Arthur has never been particularly good at not being reckless, even less so where Merlin is concerned. It might take seven years and some detours, but in the end, it does all pay off.

What If You're Someone I Just Want Around

[Merlin/Arthur | T+ | MCD | 2,9k]

A2: Secrets | Canon Era

Arthur has always known that Merlin is keeping secrets. He has known it when Merlin stood up to him in a marketplace, eyes full of defiance and not a shred of fear to be found. He has known it when Merlin swung a mace at him even though it was clear that he had never handled one before, refusing to cower before anyone, prince or not. He has known it when Uther had made Merlin his servant, and Merlin looked as if he would walk out of Camelot right then and there. From the first day they’ve met, Arthur never wanted anything more than for Merlin to consider him worthy of each and every part of him. ___ Sometimes, you love despite, not because. Sometimes, finding out does not change anything.

Nothing Left to Prove

[Merlin/Arthur | T+ | 6k]

A3: Gym AU | Modern Era

“Your father really is a prick, huh?” Merlin says, approximately three streets later. Arthur smiles and tips his head back, trying to catch a glimpse of sunlight on his face. He throws his arm around Merlin’s shoulder to pull him close and says, “That he is; luckily for me, I have an amazing boyfriend who somehow thinks I’m a damsel in distress.” Merlin laughs and wraps his arm around Arthur’s waist, his eyes bright in the tentative sunlight. Arthur thinks that the best decision he has ever made was to antagonise a random guy in a gym, and getting put on his back for it without any mercy. ___ Or, five times Arthur appreciates Merlin's skill, and one time Merlin makes good use of it.

Like Honeyed Summer Days

[Arthur/Lancelot | G/A | 700]

A4: Protectiveness | Canon Era

The point is, Lancelot has never considered himself a religious man, but he is sitting in a clearing, late summer blooming around him, and there is a king lying with his head in Lancelot’s lap, hair spun gold and eyes closed with trust. There is a king lying in his lap, face turned into the palm of Lancelot’s hand, and the small smile quirking his lips is so content that Lancelot fears he will choke on the happiness of it all.

Live for the Hope of It All

[Merlin/Arthur | T+ | 2,3k]

A5: Innocence | Canon Era

Arthur shrugs, tilting his head to look at him. “Are you mad?” “Oh, you—” Merlin says, pinching the bridge of his nose; it is solely for the sake of hiding his smile, Arthur can tell. “Of course, I’m not mad, Arthur. This is very stupid, but it is also very, very sweet which makes it, conveniently, very you. A little bird whispered to me that, unfortunately, I might be slightly fond of that.” ___ August days, a stealthy plan to make sure that for once, Merlin will take a break, and the heaviness of memory that tends to come with late summer days. Arthur wouldn't change it for the world.

Since Avalon

[Merlin & Kilgharrah | T+ | 100]

G1: Kilgharrah | Canon Era

Merlin knows when Kilgharrah dies.

gentle bite

[Merlin/Arthur | E | 100]

G2: Paddles | Canon Era

Impact; count out loud; rush of gold and warmth.

Four Anniversaries and a Bust

G3: Free Square | Modern Era

[Merlin & Arthur | T+ | 6k]

“Let me get this straight,” Arthur says, once he calms down. “You want me to spend my birthday at some kind of restaurant that I could most likely pay with less than what I make in an hour, for a piece of free cake, pretending we are a couple?” Merlin pulls a grimace and shakes his head. “Not really, obviously; I’d miss out on the cake before I pretended to be your boyfriend—” “You’re lucky that you are just as aro as I am; otherwise, this would be insulting as fuck.” ___ Merlin discovers that, apparently, there are restaurants who give out free cake on people's anniversaries. Really, there is no reason why this shouldn't apply to the anniversaries of a friendship, too. And if he and Arthur decide to stretch the definition of what counts as an anniversary a little—well, no one has to know, right? Right.

sacrifices (freely given; intolerable)

[Merlin/Arthur | T+ | 2,3k]

G4: Whump | Canon Era

Well, the thing is that Arthur does not want to die. He wants countless nights like this, Merlin’s steady breathing solace against his side. He wants to find out if Merlin would let him tilt his head up, what he would taste like, beneath Arthur’s lips and his tongue and all the raving hunger. He wants the sun-soaked mornings and Merlin’s cold hands reaching for him, and he wants to never again see the red of Merlin’s blood well to the surface. The thing is that, more than anything, he wants Merlin to be safe. Unfortunately, the reality of Arthur’s life has always been that the people he loves are safer the further they are away from him. ___ The Questing Beast injures Merlin, not Arthur. This changes nothing, and it changes just about everything.

My Golden Crown of Sorrow, My Bloody Sword to Swing

[Gwen/Morgana | T+ | MCD | 2,5k]

G5: Deals with Demons | Canon Era

You can help me,” Morgana breathes, and she still does not understand. Gwen smiles, and she does not feel like a queen. She feels like a goddess, ichor burning through her veins. “I could,” she says, smiling down at Morgana. “But do you really think that, after everything you have done, I would?” ___ Gwen finds Morgana just before she dies. Morgana has taken almost everything from her, and there are things Gwen has left to say.

Felix Culpa

[Merlin/Arthur | E | 1,5k]

I1: Lawyers AU | Modern Era

“God, but I hate you,” Merlin chokes out, and it sounds horrible. It sounds like a lie, and the shattering truth of the matter is that Arthur has always been excellent at sniffing those out. There is a reason why he makes a great lawyer. Merlin simply wishes that things were different, at least in those rare moments where he admits it to himself. Ironically enough, most often that happens when he is drunk, or when he is about to come; ironically enough, it is still Arthur who, more often than not, is responsible for either. ___ It is bad form to hook up with the competition; it is worse form to keep hooking up with your ex. Somehow, Merlin's questionable life choices might lead to something good—great, even—anyway.

Golden As I Open My Eyes

[Merlin/Arthur | E | 2,9k]

I2: Frottage | Canon Era

In the end, it is for the best. In the end, these are the truths that he knows: Merlin has once been his friend. Merlin would never betray him, loves Camelot more than he loves himself. Merlin has always believed in their destiny above anything else, and Arthur— Arthur has always believed most in Merlin. ___ Sometimes, the unravelling of secrets is the easy part. Sometimes, what is most difficult comes after; how do you relearn something that you thought you knew better than yourself?

An Instruction on the Virtue of Patience

[Merlin/Arthur | E | 1,4k]

I3: Orgasm Denial | Canon Era

It has been a week; Arthur stopped considering himself above such things as begging somewhere halfway through. ___ Merlin is of the opinion that Arthur needs to learn some manners; Arthur is the opposite of complaining about the employed methods.

Bad Choice of Words in my Alibi

[Merlin/Arthur | M | 22,2k]

I4: Issues | Canon Era

“I never believed that you would betray me,” Arthur says, because Merlin knows him, even if the same might not be true the other way around. Merlin could tell when he was lying, when he was lashing out to protect himself, long before a bond tore down all the defences Arthur so carefully erected around himself. “Do not pretend that you ever believed me capable of truly hating you. I could not, no matter how much I may want to.” The way Merlin’s face twists reveals that there is another story there, and words echo within Arthur’s head, guttural and ancient—a half cannot truly hate that which makes it whole. He wants to laugh at the truth of it, at the absurdity of it all. Here they are, a prince and a servant, Uther Pendragon’s son and one of the most powerful sorcerers to ever walk the earth—caught up in a fight over who possesses more devotion, who is going to ruin themself for the other’s sake first. ___ One hot summer day and an ill-advised kiss leave Arthur with an incomplete soul bond, panic about all his secrets coming to light, and the question of why Merlin is so afraid of Uther. Actually, scratch that—why is Merlin afraid of him?

Insult to Injury

[Merlin/Arthur | T+ | 3,1k]

I5: Secret Siblings/Evil Twins | Canon Era

Perhaps that is why he feels bereft now, magic just another trivial matter between them; Arthur prefers his baths scalding hot, and Merlin loves blueberries. Arthur secretly hates killing more than he mourns his mother, and Merlin actually has magic. They both love each other more than they were ever meant to, but as long as they do not speak of it, they can ignore the cataclysmic consequences. Merlin doesn’t think he can bear it, to leave it as yet another unspoken truth between them. That this will not be what breaks him. ___ On a grief-soaked day in November, Arthur reveals that he knows of Merlin's secret. Except. If only it were that easy.

Romance, Romania, and Relocation (the Dating, Dragons, and Disaster Remix

[Merlin/Arthur | T+ | 3,8k]

C1: Selfless | Modern Era

Arthur thinks of how Merlin has always been too selfless for his own good, and the tabs in his browser that catalogue the history of a dream he has never once told Arthur about, but that Arthur knows the shape of, all the same. ___ It isn't possible to raise a dragon in London, once it is past a certain size. Arthur and Merlin struggle to separate from Aithusa after the first year, though, no matter how much they both know that it's for the best. Sometimes, unconventional problems require unconventional solutions, and Arthur thinks Romania is rather beautiful, really.

Still I Surface in Morning Light

[Merlin/Arthur | E | 11,4k]

C2: Bodyswap | Canon Era

“Merlin,” Arthur says, and his voice has calmed, but there is still steel in the substructure of it. “You asked me to conjure fire; tell me how you've got the burn scar on your chest.” It is everything Merlin can do not to laugh, hysteria gathering in the hollows of his teeth; of course, this is the scar that Arthur would ask about first. “No. Ask about another one.” ___ An attack gone wrong leaves Merlin and Arthur stuck in each other's bodies. While Merlin thinks the most complicated part is that Arthur ends up with his magic, it does not take long until he is reminded that it can always, always get worse.

We Could Be So Good

[Merlin/Arthur | T+ | 5,1k]

C3: Insults that mean I Love You | Modern Era

A fragile, reckless kind of hope replaces it in the hollow spaces between Arthur’s ribs. He lets it grow, lets it twist around his bones, and then he keeps it there. Merlin is still going to leave in less than two days, and something might have changed between them, but Arthur— Well, perhaps, Arthur has missed his chance. The hope that things could have been different, the bittersweet regret of it, is better than the risk of rejection, of jumping now only for twelve months and an entire ocean to destroy it, after all. ___ Five times Arthur thinks that he and Merlin could have something amazing but doesn't make a move, and one time Merlin finally does.

Mine (pronoun; possessive)

[Merlin/Arthur | E | 1,4k]

C4: Marking | Canon Era

Tomorrow, Arthur knows, he will wear the marks with the same ease that he wears his sword with. He will press his fingers to them throughout the day, will relish the dull pain of them even as the court gossips behind his back, and let it settle something restless within him. ___ Arthur is used to how everyone treats the body of a prince as something not entirely his own; Merlin decides to do something about it.

our glinting, bloodied legacy

[Tristan & Ygraine | G/A | MCD | 800]

C5: Tristan de Bois | Canon Era

Ygraine marks her time in Avalon by the threats to her son’s life, and how many of those are preceded by an easy movement of the wrist that carries the blade aiming for his heart. ___ The rise and fall of a kingdom and its bonds, told through the spin of a sword.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

and some looks at some Documents:

introducing "get happy" as the song jane is diegetically singing at the start of the show....seeming enough confirmation that "pop" falbury takes the place of the grand/parently housekeeper of the film, who mentions in some overlapped dialogue that an aunt was a performer who used to teach the falbury sisters singing & dancing....now presumably a literal grand/parent, who may be attributing their preexisting performance skills, despite having lived on a farm, as from "[like?] your mama"....maybe an "I always [...] song coming [on]" there too

the binder on the table is open to a cast list ft. headshots & a summer stock title/cover sheet, and my efforts at transcribing the pages of the binder on the podium are as follows

left sheet:

6.25 Donna

Music ... We would like to add drums on the 3rd count of 8 on Corbin's NY solo - HAPPY DAYS/I WANT TO BE....

Sound ... We will figure out the timing of the raking SFX at top of show ... pg 1

Music ... We need to update music that there are no words "Shall we? Let's" - GET HAPPY OPENING ... pg 1

Dani ... Need to have eyes up on "We're going to the promised land" GET HAPPY OPENING ... pg 1

Sound ... Creaky door opening SFX sounds like a metal door- we don't like it ... pg 1

Dani ... There is no "That". On the line "We promised THAT we'd make them whole" ... pg 2

Music ... Needs to come in right away after Corbin's last step. Before "easy peasy, kids" HAPPY DAYS/I WANT... ... pg 3

Writer/Feore ... We need to look at "Ow, geez louise". She just needs one "ow" ... pg 4

Ensemble ... Female ensemble should be looking at [?] during "We don't got time" - HAPPY DAYS/I WANT TO BE HAPPY ... pg 4

Music ... Too much time before Gloria's "Say! I've got a place!" - HAPPY DAYS/I WANT TO BE HAPPY ... pg 6

Music/Ensemble ... Need to clean up the sigh in HAPPY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN ... pg 8

Arianna ... Do not go to grab Joe's hand when you introduce Joe to pop. (Hangover) ... pg 8

Arianna ... It works when Ari stands between Joe and Phil for "And we all won". Yes to that! ... pg 10

Ari, Corbin, Gil, Dani ... We need to fix the weave, escape blocking in ACCENTUATE THE POSITIVE. The running out doesn't work ... pg 13

Ensemble/Jane ... Go over exit cues. "You can all bunk out in the barn tonight". Start to leave. "But" stop. "heave ho" leave ... pg 14

Stage Management ... Is the suitcase structural for her to stand on? ... pg 14

Ari, Corbin, Gil, Dani ... The figure 8 has to be that every time she tries to leave, someone is there - ACCENTUATE THE POSITIVE ... pg 13

Dani ... We need her to play just a little stage left in CHASING RAINBOWS ... pg 15

Dani ... Needs to respond to Joe saying "subtext". Need to say something ... pg 16

right sheet:

Synopsis of Scenes & Musical Numbers

A Technicolor New England farm-turned-theater

[?] - Mid-20th Century

Act One

Scene 1, The Barn at Falbury Farm

Get Happy ... Ja[ne] [...]

Corbin Solo Tap(?)/2^8

Scene 2, M[?] Rehearsal Studio

Happy Days Are Here Again / I Want To Be Happy ... Ensemble [...]

Scene 3, The Yard, the next day

Accentuate the Positive ... Gloria, Joe, Phil, Ensemble [...]

Scene 4, The Cherry Orchard

I'm Always Chasing Rainbows ... Ja[ne] [...]

Scene 5, The Drawing Room at Wingate Manor(?)

Always ... Mrs. Wingate [...]

Always (Reprise) ... [...]

Scene 6, The Barn

It's Only A Paper Moon ... Joe, [...]

Scene 7, The Kitchen, a short time later

The Best Things in Life Are Free ... [...]

Dig For Your Dinner ... Jane(?), [...]

Scene 8, Jane's Bedroom, that evening

Me and My Shadow ... [...]

Scene 9, The Yard, the next morning

Howdy Neighbor, Happy Harvest ... J[ane] [...]

Scene 10, The Drawing Room at Wingate Manor(?), that night

Fi[?][...]

Red Hot Mamma ... Montgomery [...]

Scene 11, The Barn, the next day

'Til We Meet Again ... Gloria, Montgomery, Phil, [...]

You Wonderful You ... [...]

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Barbra Streisand - The Belle Of 14th Street (1967) (DVD) (M)

Barbra Streisand - The Belle Of 14th Street (1967) (DVD)

Media Condition:  Mint (M) Sleeve Condition: Mint (M) Factory Sealed, Saw Cut

Country:    US   Year: 2006 Genre:       Pop, Classical Style:         

. Act 1 1. I Don't Care 2. You're The Apple Of My Eye 3. Alice Blue Gown 4. I'm Going South 5. We're Four Americans . Act 2 6. Liebestraum 7. Mother Machree 8. A Taste Of The Tempest . Act 3 9. My Melancholy Baby 10. Everybody Loves My Baby 11. I'm Always Chasing Rainbows 12. My Buddy / How About Me? 13. A Good Man Is Hard To Find / Some Of These Days 14. Put Your Arms Around Me Honey

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[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Prompt/Starter Tags

New Rhythm and A New Hook {Memes/Starters} - Ask Memes and Starter Prompts

I'll Sell Every Single Weakness Back To You For A Fee [Answered Asks] - Answered Ask Memes

Tag You're It [Tagged Prompts]

Right Here In Hell At The Happy Hotel [Open Starters]

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Muse Tags

Bullet Points are Muse-Specific Art Tags

Don't Touch That Dial! {Alastor} - Standard AU Alastor

This Face Was Made For Radio // Alastor // Visage

Frigid Royal Bitch {Andrealphus} - Standard AU Andrealphus

[Pending]

Bang Bang Bang Is The Only Shot For Me {Arackniss} - Standard AU Arackniss

Killer In The Mirror // Arackniss // Visage

In Desire We Trust {Asmodeus} - Standard AU Asmodeus

Make Sure The Subject Is Gettin' It On // Ozzie // Visage

Not Your Barbie Girl {Barbie Wire} - Standard AU Barbie

Bitch I Am One Throw A Tantrum // Barbie // Visage

You've Got Me In Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea {Baxter} - Standard AU Baxter

[Pending]

I Am A Snake Head Eating The Head On The Opposite Side {Boris} - Standard AU Boris

[Pending]

Always Chasing Rainbows {Charlie} - Standard AU Charlie Morningstar

The Devil's Princessa // Charlie // Visage

Short Fuse {Cherri} - Standard AU Cherri Bomb

Hello World I'm Your Wild Girl // Cherri // Visage

Flying Purple Paperweight {Collin} - Standard AU Collin

Who Wants A Lamby Lamby Lamby // Collin // Visage

Sweet Beautiful Soul Saving Joy {Emily} - Standard AU Emily

Dance Along The Light Of Day // Emily // Visage

Money Can't Buy Happiness But Guaranteed I'm Worth The Price {Glam} - Standard AU Glam

Special Occasion Splurge On The Urge // Glam // Visage

Royal Flush {Husk} - Standard AU Husk

You're All Scotch No Soda // Husk // Visage

Your Bite's Worse Than Your Bark {Loona} - Standard AU Loona

Running With The Wolves // Loona // Visage

Seven-Ring Circusmaster {Lucifer} - Standard AU Lucifer Morningstar

Where The Runaways Are Running The Night // Lucifer // Visage

Modern Major Murderer {Lute} - Standard AU Lute

Down Under We Don't Take No Prisoners // Lute // Visage

M A M A B O Y {Moxxie} - Standard AU Moxxie

Lovely Little Monster // Moxxie // Visage

Run Little Girl Run Little Girl Bang {Mrs. Mayberry}

[Pending]

Baby You've Got The Keys Now Shut Up And Drive {Travis} - Standard AU Travis

It's Calm In My Head As A High Speed Chase // Travis // Visage

Radio Killer {Vox} - Standard AU Vox

Now You're Playing With Power // Vox // Visage

Along Comes A Spider {Zestial} - Standard AU Zestial

The Potion Is A Poison // Zestial // Visage

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Canon Character Tags

Pinned Down Without A Crown [Vaggie]

Wrap Me In Plastic and Make Me Shine [Angel Dust]

Oh That Cement Is Just It's There For The Weight Dear [Henroin]

Blood Still Stains When The Sheets Are Washed [Niffty]

Snakebite Drags You Under [Sir Pentious]

Dancing On A Razor's Edge [Carmilla]

The Bestest Jester [Fizzarolli]

Christ On A Stick [Blitzø]

Of All The Imps In Hell It's For Her That I Fell [Millie]

Fins To The Left Fins To The Right And You're The Only Bait In Town [Chaz]

Heaven Help The Fool Who Falls In Love [Mama] - Tag for Moxxie's mother

Come Come Kitty Kitty [Emberlynn]

Money Can't Buy Happiness But It Can Rent You Paradise [Glitz]

Catch Some Waves While Catchin' Some D [Verosika]

Burn It To The Wick [Vortex]

He's An Outlaw Loose And Runnin' Came The Whisper From Each Lip and He's Here To Do Some Business with the Big Iron On His Hip [Striker]

Stupid Slutty Moth Pimp [Val]

Why Am I In Your Mass Text? [Velvette]

You Could Be The King But Watch The Queen Conquer [Zeezi]

Don't Bring Around A Cloud To Rain On My Parade! [Rosie]

When You're Good To Mama Mama's Good To You [Mimzy]

You Can Be So Cruel And That's All You've Ever Done [Stella]

Look How They Shine For You [Stolas]

As The Stars Start To Align I Hope You Take It As A Sign [Octavia]

Just Like Fire Burning Up The Way [Vassago]

Everything Everything Everything You Touch Turns To Gold [Paimon]

Got A Touch Like A Thorn 'Cause The Girl She's Hiding Horns [Lilith]

Mess With The Horns And You Get The Devil [Satan]

Bring Your Own Fork Girl You Know I Don't Provide It [Bee-lzebub]

CENT-ipede [Mammon]

I'll Climb To The Top of Mount Rock and Be Part of That Heavenly Scene [Adam]

Que Sera Seraphim [Sera]

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

AU Tags and AU Muse Tags (& Partner-Specific Tags)

In The Twilight Glow I See Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain [René] (@adeerandhisshadow's René)

On The TV Yeah You'll See I'll Show You I'll Own You ((Bluescreen-Verse)) - AU involving Vox and René

I'm Headed Straight For The Castle They're Gonna Make Me Their Queen [Stella - gethellbcnt]

Feel Like A Hot Pink Bitch Named Breakfast [Emberlynn - infernal feminae]

The HBIC The Hottest Dog Fresh Off The Grill [Bee-lzebub - queenbeeibee]

Puttin' On The Ritz [Leslie] - Posts with @ritzy-cervidae's Leslie

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Ship Tags (Partner-Specific)

Froggy Little Flips {Fizz x Ozzie} - @e-m-p-error's Fizz and my Ozzie

Circuit Breaker {Vox x Val} - @e-m-p-error's Valentino and my Vox

Offer Me All The Stars Above Me {Lucifer x Paimon} @e-m-p-error's Paimon and my Lucifer

In Your Holy Water That Burns My Bastard Mind {Lucifer x Adam} - @e-m-p-error's Adam and my Lucifer

Does She Know That Her Destiny Lies With Me {Charlie x Vaggie} [Pending]

You'll See Me On The Blue Screen {René x Vox} @adeerandhisshadow's René and my Vox

A Million Feathers Falling Down A Million Stars That Touch The Ground {Andre x Stolas} @stolsas 's Stolas and my Andrealphus

Come Gimme Some Of That Yum Like A Lollipop {Loona x Bee} @e-m-p-error's Bee and my Loona

You The Main Attraction Lights Camera Action {Travis x Angel} @e-m-p-error's Angel Dust and my Travis

Black And White Come Out Alright In Technicolour {Alastor x Vox} [Pending]

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Ship Tags (General) [Typically used on Art Reblogs]

Crooked Hearts [Fizzmodeus]

StaticMoth [VoxVal]

Little Moth Please Take Your Time [Chaggie]

Signal Interference [VoxAl]

SnowyOwl [Andrealphus/Stolas]

Original Sinners [LiliFer]

The Fallen Star and The Leading Man [LuciAdam]

You Look Like Gold To Me [PaiCifer]

HoneyMoon [LoonaBee]

All I Want All I Want All I Want Is Everything [Mammon x Stella]

Poison Tipped Daggers [Zestilla]

This Girl Has Stolen My Heart With Her Broken Halo [GuitarSpear]

Your Love Is Better Than Cocaine [AngelTrav]

I've Got You Under My Skin [RadioApple]

In A Champagne Supernova In The Sky [Stolitz]

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

[askpapi]

NOTE: This post is from Papi's Mom.

Below is Papi’s celebration of life video, “The Joy of Papi” (I love the music and poem narration) If you watch it, you will get a tiny glimpse of just how much Papi enriched our lives. EVERYTHING was more fun when Papi was with us. And he was almost always with us.

It has been cathartic and helped me cope with grief to begin the process of looking at thousands of photos and videos. (My brother asked if I was making a mini-series documentary, and my sister begged me to keep it under 5 minutes.😃) Of course, it was impossible to pack all the years into less than 5 minutes, but I did my best. Allan suggested that perhaps this is just the trailer and that there may be an extended cut in the future. So maybe there will be a Joy of Papi series one day. :)

I don’t know if it’s because Papi was so special, or because we don’t have children, or because we work from home, or because the bonding and intimacy with a small dog seems more intense. It’s probably all of the above. All I know is I am certain Allan and I have never loved another little being like we loved Papi. 

We took Papi in as a foster dog in 2008. And in August 2009 we adopted him, as Allan said all he wanted for his 50th birthday was to make Papi a permanent part of our family. Our boy told us he was ready to go and we helped him to the Rainbow Bridge on Friday, March 1, 2024. 

Our boy had a full life and loved many things including chicken, watermelon, kale, canoe rides, looking for and trying to catch fish, swimming in Barton Creek, hiking in the Greenbelt,  road trips, squirrel chasing, running in the park, playing with all sizes of dogs, but most of all that boy liked to be close to his people. And I mean CLOSE.

Papi has been on social media since 2010. He started by occasionally making guest appearances in Allan’s AskWoodMan videos on YouTube. But he was on several other of our YouTube channels as well. And he also has plenty of his own starring roles right on this blog, AskPapi.com. He’s also on Flickr, Facebook, Instagram, YouTube, and most recently TikTok where he has one video about to hit 800,000 views. All silly stuff. (I am “Mom of Papi” on TikTok)

His TikToks are especially sweet. Links below.

One of Papi’s TikTok videos (no account needed to watch): https://tinyurl.com/PapiandHarlow

One of Papi’s first YouTube videos promoting eating your greens: https://tinyurl.com/PapiLoveKale

Piano music by Italian composer Mattia Cupelli “Touch” (old version)

Narration by Tom O'Bedlam

Poem excerpts from "If Tomorrow Starts Without Me" by David M. Romano

Spanish song in the background at the end by the Pretenders “Rabo de Nube”

[shauntaakeshauntaake]

shauntaake world trynna show u shauntaake million story's

shauntaake cryang shauntaake eye’s out right now shauntaake whites haunt the devil/ken/shauntaake in the worst way listen to the heavens hell music is a beautiful horror shauntaake like ths shauntaake have shauntaake monster man voice days shauntaake million days it’s funny hw everythang u thought was sooooo deeeep aint that deep u really have to live & experience real hell in order to be that deeeeeeeeeep u mutherfuckers a walk in a good park u wll never in a million years be the devil/shauntaake purple heart s(war)ovski crystal castles shauntaake’s remastered shauntaake’s the white orchestra shauntaake sawrovski crystal purple heart all of the wars shauntaake fought the asians also heavy in their rock mountains laukang for crystals in their rocks earth abundant treasures the whites that orchestrated ths deserve a oscar emmy grammy american award mtv award all in one day shauntaake sample gift from shauntaake to u shauntaake want to personally professonally put ths togethaa 

shauntaake / the devil/shauntaake the sistine chapel treasure ppl

shauntaake / lump let (doom doom) (booo m - booo m)  free her/us shauntaake kds shauntaake core littles shauntaake just dsvovered ths song today shauntaake kd war

jjyoyyjjoooo - where your ass at the heaven/hells was sent

father/shauntaake i’m in love 

the devil/shauntaake/rainbows - giant (core - ick) in all of us 

the devil/shauntaake came bak to haunt us

yyyyyyyeeeeaaaaaahhhhh

the athens - where your/our athens at - the l -word

duck duck goose

gangerstar communist

(eye) wll never be good - quiet again

(eye) wll never be counterfit

shauntaake loves u

shauntaake & (liberty)

shauntaake & vanessa 

it’s all for u - these ppl - ths place

pretty me pretty u

the devil/shauntaake came chasing i’m rdang wit u 

we let (doom doom) free her/us let (booo m - booo m)  free her/us

(shauntaake/george washington) (bald man lauks days) (boso clown lauk days) 1982 - 1987 1988 1989 - 1990 - 1991 1992 1993 1994 1995 - 1998 2000 - 2001 - 2002 2003 2004 2005   2005 - 2008   2009 - 2010   2011 - 2012 -2018

(america horror story era - 2011 - 2012 -2018)

(so sky rocket weed - walkang tut - so many ghost woman)

(eye) feel dead (duuuuuh) (duuuuuh) shauntaake baby daaaaaaaddddeeee

kds/toys r u shaunttake/jefferey the giraffe 

the devil freee us free us 

ya let (doom doom) free her/us let (booo m - booo m)  free her/us

the devil/shauntaake made vaness a communist (eye) wll never be good again jjjjjjooooooooe brang your ass out here the devil/shauntaake heaven sent for us 

(eye) wll never be counterfit 

(duuuuuh duuuuuh duuuuuuh)

(evil coporate american woman mothers & wives) 

let (doom doom) free her/us let (booo m - booo m)  free her/us

it’s really u 

let (doom doom) free her/us let (booo m - booo m)  free her/us

(it) walkang out of the room

shauntaake where are u 

shauntaake made me a compunist i will never be good again 

vanessa let (doom doom) free her/us let (booo m - booo m)  free her/us vanessa let (doom doom) free her/us free us free us 

free us free us

im dooom dooom empire 

eye feel blaaaam

dong dong dong dong 

free us free us

i feel bad (bad man) (michael jackon bad)

let he he wh(oo) us

go doom doom boom booom

(the devil/shauntaake mother vanessa campbell first real checks uum came from the first world trade center in manhattan new york city vanessa & shauntaake id’s were dropped wit the world trade center shauntaake name was always on vanessa business informaton shauntaake mother had to claim shauntaake always as vanessa chld so shauntaake was gettang all of that beautiful american manhattan new york city hstory wit shauntaake name on legal papers that was beang professonally stored away in the first world trade center)(stll silennt hill hstory)

shauntaake first real online company remember the bottom area was shauntaake booomb booomb doooom dooooom area of that page shauntaake was showang the world hw war wiped mutherfuckers out (bombangs) (rows of guns) (thangs gettang blown up) & america cherished & praised that shauntaake company that shauntaake had up some of the greatest movies & series came out (2011 -2012_ 2018) america’s horrors shauntaake nw manifested art piece even came bak showang shauntaake the giant collin white man withn shauntaake(serial) giant white man crooked part 8 foot man that man that tamd liberty the lauk of the devil on shauntaake acient pen walls & shauntaake(serial) white man next to shauntaake daughtaa jasmin shauntaake chunky bunky baby & white man/shauntaake giant white man parts dsplay like a gun & a doll baby makang sperm/oil struck shauntaake cannonball blew up some sht even put a tear drop on shauntaake face lauk at shauntaake/(it) got blw up head full of stars & stripes war aint to be played wit shauntaa ke see the greatest & most successful racist white ppl around shauntaake was shauntaake teachers pricipals & store owners knw exactly hu shauntaake was their white man that they made their best frend equal & their personal member 

shauntaake/ the devil/shauntaake/soul havang shauntaake zillion white kds gave shauntaake kds one of their heavest love momments wit shauntaake/soul all of shauntaake kds are goang in & shauntaake page’s became their million momments even shauntaake creatons shauntaake/soul core littles even goang in to show u came from of the greatest lovers & fathers & shauntaake kds know shauntaake love them shauntaake rainbows shauntaake twins shauntaake beyong georgeous the beyond beautiful woman that are also shauntaake kds claim to fame & glory shauntaake & rainbows beauty shauntaake white kds & shauntaake hatch’s also came from their parents love but shauntaake & shauntaake kds have a special connecton that only shauntaake & shauntaake kds know about shauntaake little nuts went good crasy cause shauntaake love the deepest for shauntaake kds

shauntaake dont know anyone hu’s real id’s get or got dropped like the devil/shauntaake & they dropped pollick when we pulled up on the block when shauntaake was bak in jersey city the year 2014 it’s so many thangs that did ths silent hill the official blueprint to these doomsday hospital lauks & silent hill was a jersey city movie hw shauntaake law city became a ghost town the hospital shauntaake was birth in & pollick made silent hill pollick & shauntaake giant hospital buildang was stll abandoned when silent hill came out it lauk like ths giant ghost hospital they abdandoned shauntaake giant hospital buildang when shauntaake teenager left jersey city the year 1992 -1993 -1994 ths hwy shauntaake win everythang when the reals personaly meet shauntaake they get to see hu the ral deal is cause u could tell when someone actang shauntaake have shauntaake million monster days & shauntaake not aware of it & then shauntaake snap out of it cause shauntaake would be lost n the world wonderang

(the first place they ghostly abandoned & off’d was the hospital shauntaake was birth at medical center in jersey city they vanished wit  shauntaake & vanessa id’s that was one of the largest devilishish buildangs in jersey city that lauk like ghost walked thru the hallways standang over pollick that ghost death emergency room private back door felt like u walked into your gonna be murderered if u have to check in type feel by murderer serial surgeons that’s hw the movies were beang made the first original medical center that rich wealthy giant structure buildang & across the street from uthaa devilish buildangs wit symbolism & rare custom made hand sculpted moldangs on them shauntaake kd was always a terrible ambulance truck visit & they always put a straight jacket on shauntaake kd shauntaake was theirs but they were scare of shauntaake beang in fear of theirselves cause shauntaake was just like the racist serial white’s from jersey city) 

shauntaake go belllloooooouuuowwwww

zoooo(min) let (doom doom) free her/us let (booo m - booo m)  free her/us

preaty me preaty u i love u love me (mother & father - house) it’s all u joooyooojoooooeeaaaannnnne

lump let (doom doom) free her/us let (booo m - booo m)  free her/us

shauntaake sistine chapel shauntaake see shauntaake came the devil/shauntaake ken doll baby face wit the same face same height & same body weight & u see shauntaake came the ghost (boooooo)ang them & u see (liberty) got nslved to shauntaake & it lauks pennys armor metal sheldang the devil/shauntaake from (liberty) shauntaake birthday also the same day as abraham lincoln the penny & shauntaake see hw they all sold like (liberty) got the fuck out & attacked everythang & everybody sittang at a desk silent hill the hell alarm goes off & (liberty) drops everythang & everybody (liberty) just came bak & try to nslve the devil/shauntaake in the basement of (liberty) statue & then free'd the devil/shauntaake to (liberty) in love wit the devil/shauntaake now ppl say their treatang the devil/shauntaake ressurrecton birth like the devil/shauntaake was trynna escape from (liberty)

shauntaake & shauntaake white kens shauntaake white boys are businessssssss are thrivang online shauntaake white boys are brangang it u seeeeeeeee shaunaake twin white boy standang on those rocks ooooooooo shauntaake would of lil boyfrend that one shauntaake & shauntaake white kens we been our own business since the 80's

shauntaake see shauntaake white ken sons came around the same time shauntaake daughters jasmin & jasmin came their births & shauntaake just experienced that shauntaake soul connected to shauntaake white sons shauntaake see shauntaake son made sure shauntaake sons stll came even tho shauntaake had a aborton shauntaake be chllang & shauntaake was just chllang & shauntaake just woke up from restang shauntaake woke up evil ass hell shauntaake sons want these ppl dead those are shauntaake real slve master sons & shauntaake see hw they retraced shauntaake journey steps & shauntaake just experience hw shauntaake hate got instlled n shauntaake white ken sons & shauntaake white sons aftaa somebody shauntaake dont know hu anybody that try to mess shauntaake up got a problem cause shauntaake could feel that they want revenge for somethang shaunt even came posang & aimang just like shauntaake baby phaut be careful messang wit shauntaake white kds on the loose out here those shauntaake slve master kds connect to the original white man within shauntaake 8 feet giant shauntaake & thats exactly hu they lauk like white man/shauntaake their shauntaake identical twins shauntaake soul twins as u could seeeeeeeee the same height & weightas shauntaake u see those phauts u aint blind shauntaake white son in bed wit the pretty teen shauntaake good clean girl

shauntaake / monroe been wearang medicade bifocals since monrow was a todler ma(riah) know hu they was suppose to go to

shauntaake / it's a laut of celebritys online complainang right now in the comments & their pr & their bitchang & some of them even cryang cause they say they see hw they mss out on monroe doll baby baby & todler years growang up & their pr say their upset cause they was'nt apart of mariah carey's & nick cannon life & they did'nt get to chase monroe & moroccan baby's around & obssess over their baby's cause their major industry baby's

shauntaake - music video - mariah carey feat da brat xscape jermaine dupri - (always be my baby)

shauntaake / rihanna masters & songs are givang rihanna son hs momments actang out rihanna words made shauntaake so emotonal so precous

shauntaake - music video -- rihanna - (kiss it better)

shauntaake - music video - rihanna - (rude boy)

shauntaake / the greatestest company of all time that was created was sexy white man ken company the beautiful white men u know the chipangdales makes that was also shauntaake companys growang u see that list of pretty white men wit negljays on those were the men companys that took the world over some white spanish men just posted a video of theirselves laukang like shauntaake representang for shauntaake wearang shauntaake so many eras lauks & they lauk like shauntaake sons & one of shauntaake cousins devon those shauntaake companys everybody want to be a member of be ready to kll u if u dont make them your member cause they dont lauk like shauntaake so shauntaake acceptance meant everythang to them shauntaake made devon a shauntaake memeber they use to faint to be a shauntaake member cause shauntake was alwas doang shauntake own thang goang on shauntaake own journey mindang shauntake business yeah but shauntaake was pro appropiate dancang at a party the uthaa night that a laut of shauntaake family was at & they post ths video the next day they show u hw shauntaake sexy ass use to be recrutang shauntaake cousin's to be apart of sex white man ken shauntaake crw sex white ken the company's that never got topped that's when u reached the greatest level shauntake great ncle lee was the original sexy white ken member lee white men lauks are connected to everthang shauntaake see hw shauntaake lauk made shauntake & shauntaake cousin's the greatest groups the was so happy shauntaake came their lee twin shauntaake became that birth already set company lauk shauntaake know shauntaake fathaa ppl was happy they had a little lee shauntaake fathaa was doang shauntaake great ncle lee company wit all of nate ssters hw lee & shauntaake grandma & their brothers & ssters was livang in & out of town hardcore partyang wit sexy lee

[autism-criminal]

woah , double tag ! .D

𝓐lways Chasing Rainbows - Alice Cooper ( unless it’s called I’m Always Chasing Rainbows ? uhh )

𝓤.S. Navy song ( Anchors Aweigh ) - Charles Zimmerman

𝓣he Hanging Tree - James Newton Howard

𝓘T GIRL - Aliyah’s Interlude

𝓢mooth Operator - Sade

𝓜ichelle - Sir Chloe

—

𝓒opacabana - Barry Manilow

𝓡asputin - Boney M.

𝓘 Can’t Decide - Scissor Sisters

𝓜ama’s Boy - Dominic Fike

𝓲f god didnt want us to snort worms he wouldnt have made them cylindrical!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - MIMIDEATH

𝓝oel’s Lament - Ghostlight Records

𝓐ll the Stars - SZA

𝓛ove Shack - The B-52’s

I eepy now so uhh @11somecat11 @cal-the-duende

Rules: pick a song for each letter of your URL and tag that many people.

i- I was all over her by salvia palth

n- no surprises by radiohead

a- a night to remember by beabadoobee and laufey

s- sunsetz by cigarettes after sex

t- there is a light that never goes out by the smiths

a- all I think about now by pixies

t- the blonde by TV girl

e- everything by the black skirts

o- one beer by MF DOOM

f- first love/late spring by mitski

c- cigarettes out the window by TV girl

r- rises the moon by liana flores

i- infrunami by steve lacey

s- see you again by tyler the creator and kali uchis

i- i can't handle change by roar

s- show me how by men I trust

(do I know 16 people??)

@rohza-is-a-bit-gay @rainnism @titan-god-helios @frogofalltime @etherealspacejelly @tiredlyvelociraptoring @chaotic-beannn @us-costco-official @chaoticrsstuff @werewolfenthusiast @person4924 @indecisivebitch3000 @ionlylook @transgirlsgetswords @asherwentinsanelol + anyone else whod like to join

[ultracoolray]

Bild das ich am Pc gemacht habe....Inspiriert von dem Album : Goes to Hell von Alice Cooper...erschienen 1976

A1 Go to Hell A2 You gotta dance A3 I´m the coolest A4 Didn´t we meet A5 I´ll never cy

B1 Give the Kid a break B2 Guilty B3 Wake me gently B4 Wish you where here B5 I´m always chasing Rainbows B6 Going Home

[tiempodecurar]

Pequeñas historias de amor (II)

Pequeñas historias de amor (II)

@RalfPascual

Lo mira. Empieza a aprenderse sus mohínes. Por ejemplo ahora, que algo no le gusta, tuerce algo los labios y la nariz respingona se arruga graciosa. Cuando se relaja, los ojos son hermosos y sus pupilas limpias. Y si busca algo todo su cuerpo se pone en tensión, marcando cada movimiento con la flexibilidad de una pantera.

Moreno de playa, pelo oscuro. Moruno el norteño. Alto,…