#starlet au

[saltyfryz]

Made Starlet in @ayyy-imma-ninja 's fairy au! :D go check em out!!!

AND WE GOT LORE!!!

Starlet was born from a shooting star and he gets power from, get this, STARS! Revolutionary, I know.

He is a 'Stardrop' fairy, him and other Stardrop fairies help to guide the lost to safety by lighting themselves aflame and leading them. While most of these fairies are not malicious, some of them have grown a hatred towards humanity and often lead them astray becoming what humans call "will-o-whisps"

Stardrop fairies are completely flame retardant

You can tell the age of a Stardrop fairy by the color of their skin. Like actual stars they change colors depending on their age, blue being the oldest while red is the youngest.

Starlet is the youngest of 12 siblings, and is considered a runt as he is quite smaller than the rest of his family, being half the size of a regular fairy. Possibly a few inches smaller than Lunar.

He's very adventurous and LOVES to run around on the ground from time to time, sure, flying is fun but so is exploring the dirt!

[butmakeitgayblog]

Omg the first time they held each other was so sweet 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 I love starlet au musings so much. Now I HAVE to ask…. First kiss?

The first kiss is appropriately dramatic, given the fact they're both rather talented actresses. It's in their blood. It's in their DNA. Of course it had to be dramatic.

A couple of months after the night Lexa spent the night on Clarke's couch, holding her close and feeling her weight as she slept, they find themselves in this weird state of limbo. They've kind of given up on all pretenses of pretending to not want to be in contact at all times, but at the same time... they fall back into this habit of keeping each other at a vague arm's length.

It's not nearly as bad as before. Not after Clarke had woken up alone on her couch to only a post-it stuck on the table next to her head that read,

"Thanks for letting me lead. Even if I do have two left feet...

L."

in neat, looping script.

She'd spent the next 7 hours of the day mentally berating herself for having not only crossed such an intimate line, but having basically made such a fool of herself in front of her not-crush right after. Not that it mattered in the grand scheme of things when her extensively thought out and painstakingly crafted text of, "Hey, so, sorry for getting pathetic on you last night. Yikes," is met with a simple, "Nothing to worry about, Clarke. I'm much more pathetic than that when I'm just hungry for lunch." Followed immediately by another, "If helps, you're actually kind of pretty when you cry. You should put that on your resume 👀"

And it does help.

It helps because it lets Clarke breathe a little more easy; lets her feel like she can laugh at that white flag of confirmation that she hadn't gone and ruined absolutely everything.

So yes, after that night things change between them. But not in any kind of earth shattering way. They still text everyday, but the calls become longer. More frequent. Good morning texts and bids for good nights and sweet dreams, all peppering the tail ends of too-deep conversations for people who are supposed to be just friends. All the flights and the downtime, and all the hurry up and waiting of their lives, is set to the backdrop of a new message's chime. Lexa now saved in Clarke's phone as Fred Astaire (which earns her a very nonplussed selfie)

Neither mention that Clarke was saved in Lexa's as Rosemary...

It's not until Lexa's birthday that the house of cards they've been building for all those months finally came tumbling down.

Because Lexa had to work.

She had to work - out of town - for the entire goddamn week, and there's nothing at all she can do about it. Which was how she found herself sitting in the Primeclass lounge of the airport, head in her hands, quietly sobbing.

Because of course Clarke had called her at exactly the stroke of midnight just to wish her a happy birthday before her red eye was scheduled to take off. Because of course Clarke had insisted on singing that stupid song right into her ear, all syrupy words and husky voice slightly off-key, which meant she'd set an alarm just to make sure she wouldn't miss it for something as trivial as sleep.

Lexa had barely held it together long enough to get her off the phone - to lie and say they were almost done boarding and that she had hurry and go. It'd taken everything in her just to not let her voice wobble, whispering her thank you's and a gentle urging for Clarke to go back to bed.

Because of course the second the call ended Lexa finally, finally, let herself break.

Very, very messily.

And she didn't care if people looked or took pictures or made up ridiculous theories, because it was just too goddamn much to keep buried inside. She'd been strong about this for so long it felt like she was suffocating under its weight. As though all the good pieces of herself were slowly dying.

Because she loved Clarke. She loved Clarke with her entire broken heart, and there was not one single thing she could do to stop it.

She had tried.

She had tried.

And so she held her head in her hands and hiccuped through a hundred silent sobs until a nice woman eased her way over and said as gently as she possibly could that it was her last chance for boarding.

The next week flew by in a haze of early call times and late night reshoots that had Lexa almost too busy to wallow. Almost. But between her own internal revelations and a set of extremely poorly timed publicity shots being posted of a certain blonde on the arm of her leading man, both enjoying a carefree and flirty looking night out on the town, Lexa cobbled together a rough draft of a plan. A smart plan. A logical plan. A plan to ask Clarke to meet her somewhere and just talk this crazy whole thing through.

A plan that went right out the window about an hour after she had landed back home, and somehow had found herself on Clarke's apartment building's front stoop.

And the truth was that even though she apparently couldn't wait, she had every intention of just going there to talk. To knock on Clarke's door and explain her feelings like a perfectly rational adult. Except then there was Clarke, with those piercing blue eyes and all that beautiful, curly blonde hair. With those lips dropping open and that unfairly attractive beauty mark perfectly dotting her sudden smile.

So their first kiss was dramatic. All relieved sighs and gasps of surpise when Lexa stepped into her a d threaded her fingers through Clarke's hair, cupped her face and pulled her close, and kissed her right there in the darkened doorway of Clarke's apartment. She kissed her through Clarke's initial startle and the slow relaxing of her bones. Kissed her harder when hands found her hips as Clarke melted into her and moaned.

For all the passion she poured into it, Lexa took her time with the kiss, stretching the moment and making every brush of lips and sweep tongue achingly slow. Because if this moment of weakness was all they would ever allow themselves... then Lexa was going to savor it.

[vylad243]

Original Starlet!Vox Anon here again, I'm surprised to see so many people like the idea. So I guess I'll share some more stuff I had: was listening to Public Relations from the SMASH musical earlier ( https://youtu.be/mk2-xVqG9Ic?si=D68aupjpivhJhiPG - its a musical based off of Marilyn Monroe) and just.

Imagine Vox being some sort of Marilyn Monroe esque pop figure? And perhaps him even meeting / being inspired by Alastor's radio show when he was younger, so he's got a lot of mannerisms in common with his mate: which leads to the whole Hotel Gang going "oh wow you guys are really made for each other, you're so alike" while watching old movies. Plus in old interviews as a human he gets asked once "who inspires you, miss?" and Vox just goes "Oh, this radio star I used to listen to back when I was younger". Alastor gets all huffy and jealous about it (AKA he goes on a killing spree) only to get embarrassed when Vox informs him that the radio star in question was himself.

Also obsessed with this one variation of Vox I saw where he and Velvette were swapped (aka he had a better fashion taste because. Vox honey I love you but dear GOD he is so trans because only a transmasc would wear something that awful (I am Also trans) and think its good) and I imagine that to be how Vox dresses in this au. Like, nothing too flashy, but he's got sleek black turtlenecks and off the shoulder blazer combos with flowy slacks and colour coordinated vests for when he's throwing down with Alastor in the streets. It's that old money fashion, baby!

Also, I think it'd be really funny if the last movie he made before his first (fake) "death" had something to do with ending up in Hell. The second to last movie anon was onto something with that plot though, come back and cook

Hello OG! Did you see the artwork your au received? If not, here is the link!

It's beautiful

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Alastor getting pissy at the idea of having competition for Vox's inspiration is hilarious to me. I imagine he's trying to find this mysterious radio man who inspired his mate, and then it turns out to be him? He'd be so embarrassed, but luckily Vox finds it cute and wouldn't hold it against him.

Vox is so trans-coded istg-

I stole some of my friend's clothes, and I can confirm they are all turtlenecks, so I can 100% see Vox wearing that type of clothes. Especially in Hell because he's trying to cover up any hickies he got from Valentino before he started dating Alastor, he kept all the clothes to match with Alastor instead of hiding himself now though

All of Vox's movies predicted his life and Vox's new saying is just "to the surprise to abso-freaking-nobody" everytime something happens to him that happened in his movies

Holy fuck I thought that was you. Other anon come back and cook!! We demand more

[bunny-hoodlum]

What can you tell us about "No Softness in Softcore"? (If you haven't already said anything about it, otherwise can I ask about "Duty Bound"? 😊)

"No Softness in Softcore" is the only one I haven't actually talked about yet. 🤭 ("Duty Bound" is the Juvie AU).

Sooo... This is inspired by a fucked up true crime from the Phillippines in the 80s that I learned about after watching Dark Asia with Megan in YT, the victim was Pepsi Paloma. The setting will probably be early 90s for my preferences.

Hinata is a teen softcore actress recruited off the streets and Naruto is her possessive older manager.

She's attracted to him and he treats her well, better than anyone ever has and that's saying something, because it doesn't take much. Maybe somewhere in the back of her mind, she wants to repay him for saving her life. She can't help but be endeared to him.

The progress towards their illicit relationship happens easily, in fact, it feels completely natural.

For Naruto, business is business and having his prized starlet work topless or naked on set for weeks at a time in front of dozens of crewmen doesn't bother him in the least. But he knows what the industry is like, and he knows which men to keep her away from. If anyone tries something off set, he will end you. He doesn't care who you are. And he has the Yakuza connections make sure your disappearance is never traced back to him.

Hinata finds out the hard way that the star treatment she receives is not universally applied, that when she most expects to find anger and disgust on his face, she only finds indifference.

He doesn't care what happens to the other girls. He doesn't care how corrupt and exploitive the industry is. He's not interested in changing anything.

They have to be her for him to care.

[hideawayfairy]

Just a couple of bits of dialogue I had in my head for the Starlet AU. (Realistically, it doesn't have to be exclusive to this AU; it can be used for any Fizzarozzie/Fizzmodeus story; feel free to use for your own works!)

Fizz, to Mammon: It's going well, sir! Asmodeus seems to really like me!

Mammon: Of course he does, my boy! You're the face of my brand! I'm doing him a favor lending you out to him. But more importantly, he's giving me free advertisement!

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Sometime later when Ozzie confesses to Fizz

Fizz, tearfully and with a sad smile: Oh, Asmodeus. You don't love me. You love my brand.

[hellsdisneyprincess]

"i’m fine, i just need a moment.” - from @voxuli!

@voxuli

Injury meme

"Are you sure?" She crouched down next to where he was next to one of the old buildings wall sockets. It had once been her family's home in this circle to make easy vacations. It functioned as a hotel when the royal family wasn't using it, but it had been decades since it was last really used. She'd managed to since reclaim it and fix some of the spaces up, but obviously she hadn't managed an entire renovation with everything else on her plate.

"I uh.... Probably should have warned you the electrical work here is pretty old. I kind of keep forgetting the age when it comes to that stuff is pretty important." Charlie had been an adult for several decades before electricity was a thing. Time could be... Weird for an immortal being such as herself.

[za0mbie]

some AU wips!!🎈

[tokogung19]

Yeah it's still a wip but...

Welcome Home Cookie run: Kingdom AU!

I almost done all the design now

Still have Julie and Poppy left!

[sketchquill]

I bring you more Nutcracker AU art (づ*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)づ

[clownsuu]

Clownsuu may we have a drawing of the ✨️Goober Mob✨️

Only the most goobiest, neighbor

[chez-cinnamon]

Mfw the puppets I used to animate for breaks and specials gain sentience 30+ years after the show's disappearance

I've had a comfort AU in mind for some time now, and I wanna share and talk about it!! Basically, it involves the animated incarnations of the Welcome Home puppets from a long lost special episode coming to life and entering the human world where they meet an ex employee of the Playfellow Workshop!!

Here's said employee, my WH OC Fionn!! A once outgoing and friendly scallywag turned miserable and grumpy old man, he used to be one of the Playfellow Workshop's best employees, working as an animator and concept artist. However, having witnessed what caused the shutdown of the company and the disappearance of the show, he became a shut away drunkard, living alone in the middle of a forest - that is, until the (re)animated forms of the long lost show he once loved appear at his doorstep!

[saltyfryz]

Drew Starlet in @missterious-figure 's Swamp things au :p!

They're a little firefly! Wandering the swamp by day and lighting up the sky by night!

[vylad243]

OG Starlet!Vox anon back at it again- at this point I'm going to need to come up with a name so it gets easier to tell everyone apart, lol. Anyway, I did see the art and it's amazing! It was part of the reason I came back with more lore. Which I have some more of this time too!

Uhhh I think Vox would've been in his early twenties/late teens around the time he faked his death, actually. Maybe 19-22 age range, but seeing as Arrax anon mentioned it being one of his first productions I could definitely see his first acting role being in a show like that! Imagine young Vox speaking with a trans-atlantic accent (the same that Al has) and his own mannerisms because Vox grew up listening to his radio show... precious baby

Speaking of his "retirement" / fake death, I think that would have happened in a 'Gone Girl' sort of fashion: Vox suddenly goes missing one day, police and other Hollywood stars show up to his home and start to investigate it, finding signs of a struggle and bloodstains along with other incriminating evidence that suggest he might have been murdered or otherwise disposed of. This is of course before Vox's parents, sensing that their kid's 'dramatic exit' from the scene has gone too far, pays off the police to keep their mouths shut before Vox's father debuts his new heir to the business, who he refuses to show the face of. So Vox goes on like this for at least a decade or so without showing his face to anyone in the company until he's *actually* murdered by someone scheming to steal his image and company... at which point the public makes the connection between the missing starlet years back and the murdered company boss.

I also think it'd be a cool coincidence if the person wanting to murder him had also been a fan of his starlet self... though I guess that would land them in quite a bit of trouble once they made it down to Hell, what with Vox's new companions lol

(Also, I feel like Evelyn would be a good name for Vox's starlet self. Not really for any specific reason, but I just always think of the Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo when I think of Hollywood.)

Hello OG! All my anons need names, y'all should come up with them, or I'm gonna start naming you all and if you've seen my google docs names- no one wants me to name anything lol

The conspiracy theorists when Vox was alive would have gone savage trying to figure out the death case, especially with how good Vox played it off. I imagine someone found out the truth and was just passed on as 'an idiotic crackhead,' and I can just imagine how smug they were when the truth came out

Evelyn is a nice name. I used to call him Valentine and said he was born on Valentine's day then I remwmber Valentino's name and haven't thought of a new one since

[koifsssh]

practice practice practice, im getting a little better, i think!  I really like these two au’s that keep popping up, especially the mob one! Very neat! Very cool! (please go check out @clownsuu when you have the chance! Very cool artist! they made the mob au!) ( also @nonomives made this vampire wally design! their art is delicious, 10/10! one of my favorites, actually! send much love to both!) ooo, i also love that one grayscale au, very spooky! i might do that one next!

[hideawayfairy]

Starlet Fizzarozzie AU

Aspiring clown Fizzarolli gets signed on by Mammon, the biggest clown executive, as the newest star of his brand. Unfortunately, Fizz finds that he doesn't get to do much actual clowning and is instead primarily used as either a model or punching bag to Mammon's routine.

Fizz eventually works up the courage to ask Mammon if he can audition to be an emcee at a popular nightclub. Once given his blessing, Fizz goes in for the audition and is almost immediately chosen as the new emcee. With this new gig, Fizz is able to show off his true talents, wowing the audience and making them laugh. He also catches the eyes of the club owner and famous entrepreneur, Asmodeus.

[hellsdisneyprincess]

He answered that one really quickly. Hm, so he knew what he wanted. However, it showed her that he at least wasn't trying to blatantly rip her off. And could even indicate that he thought she would make enough money under him for that 30 to be enough.

Besides, it wasn't like she knew enough about all the other potential aspects of contract law to know what else to really be looking for. Also, it wasn't like Charlie was getting any real offers from anyone else.

This may be her only shot to actually reach people and make a difference.

"Okay then. You have a deal."

🤕 Reverse! - @voxuli

Meme

It had all happened so quickly that Charlie almost wasn't able to process what happened. Normal day out and about, Razzle by her side as she ran everyday errands. A turf war had broken out, but it was of little concern. Those kinds of things happened all the time.

What was unusual was that it seemed that at least one of them had gotten their hands on some sort of angelic weaponry. Because as she ducked, it seemed she didn't quite duck down fast enough and had gotten caught by a stray bullet. Usually this wasn't a huge issue.

But it just wouldn't stop bleeding.

After that, it got really fuzzy, though she did vaguely recall Razzle transforming and carrying her off. But other than that, nothing.

At least not until she finally awoke, the dark room illuminated from an unexpected source. "Vox?" She managed to croak out, still out of it, but surprised that he was there.

@voxuli