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Masterpost (A WIP itself)
I've got enough stuff now I figured I should make a masterpost! (If you find stuff I should have linked here please poke me so I can update it!!) ❤️
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Current Fandoms
- Good Omens
- Hazbin Hotel
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A little more Radiorose - a platonic human AU Radiorose, that is! 'Give Me Something to Believe In' by @flywolfwriting!
Read the fic here!
Art by @forbiddentaako and smear!
Give Me Something to Believe In
CherriBang is here!!! Wooo!
And here, chapter one of my contribution with lovely art from @forbiddentaako <3
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The rain poured down in sheets, hard enough even the streetlights seemed reluctant to reach beyond their glass. The darkness seemed to consume all. Passing cars dwindled to none; nobody wanted to be out in the deluge.
Well, almost nobody.
Rosie found nights like this the best sort of night to do her shopping. She hummed quietly to herself, the pounding rain washing out the sound just as it washed away the blood oozing onto the cobblestone. Her own raincoat was cinched tight and the butcher was far enough from home to excuse any inescapable moisture when she got home - not that she expected Franklin to notice.
She carefully carved away another steak and wrapped it in the waxy cloth she’d brought before tucking it into her already bulging bag. She would have to work on cleaning up soon - after she took the liver. Franklin had asked her for liver and onions this week.
“I do hope you’re not planning to waste that.”
Rosie whipped around and flung her knife at the voice, who twisted to the side. The knife clattered harmlessly to the ground behind him.
She bristled as she stared at the man now standing at the mouth of the alley. How long had he been there? She relied on the element of surprise in her work, and clearly this interloper had some skill if he was able to dodge her attack.
A dark cloth obscured most of his face and the darkness the rest, but Rosie saw something move and thought he must have raised a brow. “Good aim,” he said, turning and picking up the knife. Rosie tensed as he approached, prepared to fight for her life, but he merely offered her the weapon handle first. “My question still stands.”
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Fall For Me Ch. 23
He was falling.
Always falling.
Through freezing cold and inky darkness and scorching heat and blinding light, through numbness and pain and distinct nothingness, Lou fell.
Sometimes he heard voices, someone weeping; and then silence and the terror that this was death.
His abdomen hurt, a sharp pain just below his ribs that radiated. He couldnt move, couldn’t speak, couldn’t ask for help or answers.
He saw Alastor - or, a version of Alastor, one with red hair and fluffy ears and a smile full of sharp teeth. He stood on curved stairs, the rest of his background muted, and began to stretch and contort, bones pipping as his limbs grew. Antlers sprouted from his head. Black ichor dripped from his gaping grin. Radio static filled Lou’s ears.
He screamed Alastor’s name.
It hurt.
The image vanished in a flash of pain, his chest erupting in fire. He cried out, weight wrapping around him and dragging him down, down, down.
“Lou.”
“Alastor,” Lou choked, straining through the weight, trying to rise through the darkness.
“I’m here, you’re alright.”
Lou squeezed his hand - hand! He had fingers, he could feel them! Sensation spread up his arm and flushed through him. He was lying down, no longer falling, just resting in place.
He squeezed again and, still fighting through the heaviness blanketing him, Lou managed to crack open his eyes.
“Lou,” Alastor said, half a sigh of relief.
He was easy enough to find, sitting at his side holding his hand. Lou blinked, the room slowly coming into focus. His brow furrowed. “Al?” he croaked.
Alastor wore a hospital gown. At least, that’s what Lou thought it must be. Alastor’s face was bruised, one eye swollen and lip split. The arm not currently occupied with Lou was in a sling.
“Hey,” Alastor said, smile wide but soft. Tears shone in his eyes.
“‘R you alrigh’?” Lou slurred. He couldn’t seem to make his tongue work properly.
Alastor gave a small laugh. “Yeah, I’m okay. How are you feeling?”
Lou took stock. “Ow,” he said.
“I’m sure,” Alastor said, mirth dying.
“Why?”
“You don’t-” Alastor grimaced. “You were stabbed, Lou.”
Stabbed? That didn’t make any sense. Why would anybody stab him? He didn’t remember anything about being stabbed. “You?” he asked.
Alastor rocked back, looking hurt. “I would never-”
“No,” Lou said, alarmed. “‘Nd you?”
His boyfriend blinked, then understanding filled his face. “I’m a bit banged up, but I’m okay.”
Something off to his right shifted and it was only then that Lou realized there were four other people in the room. Anthony wiggled his fingers at him from where he lounged in a plush chair, legs slung over the armrest - and consequently, Husk’s lap. Two women occupied the window bench.
He blinked. “Charlie?”
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Oh my god, just over a month!!!
For what you may ask??
Well, Artist sign ups, of course!!! Our writers have been hard at work creating some amazing fics (I'm literally so excited to read them all, ahhhh!!)
Now we just need some amazing artists to add to their works! No experience required!
We've got so many Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel fics in the works, and soon we'll have them paired up with artists!!
But wait there's more!!
We have over 50 works in progress!! We have so many ideas and opportunities!!
So if your a nsfw artists, guess what? We have some works for you as well!!
You a sfw artist instead? No worries, we've got you covered too!! We have so many different fics and such.
Prefer Hellvua Boss over Hazbin? Well, we've got some!!
Just wanna stick to Hazbin? We have those too!!
Like a combo of both? Guess what! We’ve got that too!
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Oh my god, just over a month!!!
For what you may ask??
Well, Artist sign ups, of course!!! Our writers have been hard at work creating some amazing fics (I'm literally so excited to read them all, ahhhh!!)
Now we just need some amazing artists to add to their works! No experience required!
We've got so many Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel fics in the works, and soon we'll have them paired up with artists!!
But wait there's more!!
We have over 50 works in progress!! We have so many ideas and opportunities!!
So if your a nsfw artists, guess what? We have some works for you as well!!
You a sfw artist instead? No worries, we've got you covered too!! We have so many different fics and such.
Prefer Hellvua Boss over Hazbin? Well, we've got some!!
Just wanna stick to Hazbin? We have those too!!
Like a combo of both? Guess what! We’ve got that too!
We can't wait to give y'all a peek of what we've been cooking up!! So if you're an artist and wanna come on down and work with some amazing writers, Artist Signups open on May 1st!!
If you have have questions, feel free to ask right here on tumblr, or contact any of our mods listed below!
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I can't wait!
I have an idea for one very sad AU, guys. In which both Charlie and angel!Lucifer are very unhappy.
And the original Lucifer is dead, yes 👀
@flywolfwriting if ffm ends this way 😭
I must plead the fifth my friend
Okay folks, new chapter of FFM should be up tomorrow! It is finished and I finally had the time to type it up but I don't think I'll have time to get it edited appropriately today. Possibly tonight, but I don't want anybody to count on it.
In further news I also have chapters 24 and 25 plotted out so writing them shouldn't be too long. That said, I go on vacation for a week starting Monday, but since I'm flying across the country I will attempt to write in my notebook (pending motion sickness. We'll see.) so the earliest ch. 24 will be up is 3/23.
Thanks for sticking around while we have a hiatus!
I move on the 29th so hopefully after I get settled things can get back to normal.
Fall For Me Ch. 22
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I've seen a lot of fics disappear from my bookmarks, some 10+ years old, because they were added to an unrevealed collection. It makes me wonder if people realize what your fic being added to a collection actually means and if the authors approved it automatically without realizing what would happen.
If someone adds your fic to their collection, they can hide it! They can mark the collection as unrevealed and your fic will be unreadable to anyone other than them! If you're writing works for a surprise event, like a Secret Santa, this is really nice.
But if you're just writing and someone adds your fic to a collection for their own personal use and marks it as unrevealed, that. . . really sucks.
I bookmarked this fic in 2017, almost 5 years ago. Knowing me, the fic itself was probably at least a couple years old at the time I bookmarked it.
This is a 5+ year old fic that is completely inaccessible now because it was added to a collection that, as far as I can tell, is literally just for the collection owner's own reference. There's almost 30 fics in the collection, all of them unrevealed.
Please don't blindly accept collection requests and if your works ARE in a collection, make sure that they aren't being hidden without your knowledge or consent.
Are you able to remove a work from collection after you allow it or is it just a story that's just fucked?
Yes, you can remove your works! From the faq:
If you're the creator of the work:
1) Select the "Edit" button from the work's page and scroll down to the "Associations" section.
2) Select the red (×) beside the collection name you want to remove next to "Post to Collections / Challenges".
3) Select "Post" to apply the change. The work will be immediately removed from the collection.
I'm not sure if you get an alert if your fic is marked as unrevealed though, so keep an eye on the collections that your works are part of.
There's also an option in your preferences to accept collection invitations automatically. I would highly recommend making sure that that option is not selected.
I realize this might be a dirty trick pro-censorship fandom harassers might try to pull on some people, so yeah.
Boosting for visibility.
Reblogging to add my periodic reminder that I don’t accept collection requests for my fics, for this and other reasons. Collections are like anthologies. If I write a story specifically for a challenge or collection, then it goes in that collection. Otherwise it’s an automatic no.
It’s worth noting that this stuff doesn’t have to be malicious action from the person who owns the collection. A LOT of people don’t realise that collections aren’t intended to be used as rec lists or personal bookmarks, and therefore don’t realise that making changes to a collection can have this effect on the fic itself. As stated above, the author can fix this IF they notice that it’s happened. If a fic has been orphaned since being added to the collection, or if the author isn’t really active on AO3 anymore, that’s not going to happen.
If I recall the last time I asked, there's no way to find the author and reach out to them either, so either they notice or they don't. I really do need to take the time to download for reading offline...
There might not be a new chapter today, it's been a hell of a week and then I burned the ever loving FUCK out of my finger so typing was Not a Vibe and I haven't had time since then...
Hopefully by the end of day tomorrow!
Fall For Me Ch. 21
Alastor woke slowly, drifting in and out of sleep before finally blinking and finding himself staring at a white ceiling. His left shoulder throbbed with a dull ache. He looked down and took stock of his situation.
His left arm was in a sling, thick gauze taped over his shoulder, and thick bandages wrapped both arms from the elbow down. An IV poked out from the crux of his right elbow, and when he shifted the handcuff around his right wrist clanked against the bedrail.
Wait.
Handcuff?
Alastor’s brow furrowed as he stared at it. Why was he cuffed to the bed? What happened?
“Welcome back to the world of the living,” an amused voice said.
Alastor startled, head snapping around. A man he’d never seen before in his life stood by the window, hands clasped behind his back. How long had he been there, standing over him like a vulture? He looked far too pleased with himself.
“Who’re you?” Alastor demanded, immediately disliking the guy.
The man’s smile grew wider. “You may call me Mr. V,” he said. “I’m here to help you.”
“Help me with what?”
“You’ve gotten yourself into quite the pickle, haven’t you, Alastor.” Mr. V said. “Killed four men and got your little king stabbed.” He clicked his tongue, smile never waning as he shook his head before meeting Alastor’s gaze. “If he dies, they might charge you with his murder too.”
A jolt went through Alastor. “Lou- where is he? Is he alright?”
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Fall For Me Ch. 20
Since the night Alastor took Lou out per their deal had been ruined, he allowed Lou another request. He’d demanded they return to the art museum. They’d never gone back after their run-in with Charlie that ended with Lou in tears, so Alastor bought tickets to their newest exhibition and they dressed up. Perhaps waistcoats were a little overboard for a museum trip, but they wanted to make a special day of it and they would be going to the Bayou Bar for dancing later that evening. Besides, nobody said they couldn’t dress up for the sake of doing so.
Lou laced his fingers through Alastors as they wandered the statue garden, enjoying another day of good weather. “The forecast says this will be the last nice day for a while,” Lou said.
Alastor hummed. “I hear New Orleans weather is unpredictable year ‘round; we’ve been lucky this year.”
Fall For Me Ch 19
Despite how many times she told herself it was a bad idea, Charlie couldn’t seem to keep herself from coming back. It was clear her visits were doing something, and she couldn’t be entirely sure that something was good or not. She worried that perhaps she was dragging them in the wrong direction just by being there.
But… they were her dads. She needed them. Forty years later and she still needed them.
“No you don’t,” Vaggie told her when Charlie said as much. Arms folded, eyebrow raised, but gaze soft, she’d continued, “You’ve done just fine without them. You want them.”
She was right of course.
…And yet she’d still found herself waiting around the corner from DeVille for Angel to text her.
“This is the last time,” she promised Vaggie.
“Sure,” the ex-exorcist said, unconvinced.
“Angel said Dad’s hurt, and something’s wrong with Al, I just need-”
Fall For Me Ch 18
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