Helenas_Mangos

Rachel | she/her | Deckerstar | Vauseman | Gelphie 

[angelicughart]

ur gonna be popular

[aminetko]

[hattersarts]

i am not immune

[defyinmavity]

i would die for them 🥺

[apparentzee]

not kissing (tragic) in the woods

[tortonin]

love thinking about how wicked is fr just the college au fanfic that made it

[gelphiegifs]

"Their first date, shall I say." - Jon M. Chu

[gobbledok]

Elphie sketchie (but finished probably)

[festivating]

there's something to be said about wicked's opening and closing numbers both ending with a high cry of "WICKED" and while at the start of the show glinda is singing it with the ensemble, at the end she's silent on that final word. she's said her piece, she's told them the story and they're still crying out that elphaba is wicked, and this time glinda can't bring herself to join, too hurt to keep pretending.

instead, the last thing she sings is a reprise of for good, showing just how much elphaba did change her. she's not willing to join the crowds anymore.

also by not having glinda sing the last words, the narrative further isolates her from the rest of the world. she's truly and utterly alone.

[calia-lynn]

4th in my miniature set of #deckerstar paintings. Birthday/Bullet Necklace Hug. A gift for my friend Carol.

[fellshish]

Whenever i post a fic and i’m refreshing the page to check for kudos and comments i feel like a rat desperately hitting the pleasure button

[helenas-mangos]

gotta get that dopamine hit

[mouthymandalorian]

i don't know who needs to hear this, but i needed to hear it today, so here goes: you should write that fic. you should write what makes you happy.

it doesn't matter if the concept has been done before, you are still allowed to write your coffee shop/flower shop/college/western AU. you should write that fic that is wildly self-indulgent. you should process something dark and hideous through your fic. you should share something beautiful through your fic. those two things are not mutually exclusive, either. you don't have to be dealing with something traumatic to write something considered taboo. and yeah, even if that might be a little out of character for that old man, you're still allowed to write it.

and if someone gets so upset about it they're in your inbox being an asshole, you have my permission to delete that message and move on with your day. you also have my permission to tell them to go fuck themselves. you do not owe an explanation to anyone.

tag appropriately, and write whatever the fuck you want.

[thewollfgang]

Sorry if you've been asked before but do you know any deckerstar cuddling fics or any Rory and Lucifer fluffy fics? Thank you in advance :)

I haven't been asked before, you're good! I'll see if I can rustle something up for you, anon, but to be honest, the fandom's behavior around s6 has really put me off on interacting with the season at all. I got a little sick of the condemnation and being held at (metaphorical) gunpoint about Baby Rorys Horrible Trauma. This of course, has naught to do with you, and you were very kind in your request so I'll do my best to find some stories that fit the bill :)

The Big Boy is obviously @mightbeawriter 's Unwritten || NR || 35/35

Lucifer is a mess, spiraling and trying to self-medicate in usual manner until he's awakened by a dark-haired, dark-eyed toddler sitting on his chest and telling him to get up.

Chaos ensues.

The Best of Both of Us by @helenas-mangos || T || 1/1

An alternate resolution to the time-loop issue.

Mummy's Workplace: The Guided Tour by @esmealux || T || 1/1

'And that desk there is where your mum and I used to sit. Well, she sat. I mostly just leaned against it and annoyed her in all sorts of lovely ways.’ He turns ninety degrees and points in the direction of the Lieutenant’s office, his wistful smile turning proud. ‘Now she sits in there.’

In which, (AU) Lucifer shows baby Rory around the precinct.

let your heart be light by @helenas-mangos || T || 1/1

Christmas morning with the Morningstars.

There's a few for you, anon! Hope you enjoy :)

[loubuttons]

actually @ every fanfiction writer whether you wrote something that got thousands of reblogs and comments and became a staple in your fandom, or you wrote one fic and deleted it, or you write mutilchaptered fics that never get a final update, or write short fics, or long fics, or used to write and now you don’t, or you deleted/orphaned your works, or you only share with friends:

thank you.

sharing your writing is hard. and sometimes it’s thankless. sometimes it’s such a negative experience that I wonder how anyone does it at all. but you are needed; you are wanted. whether or not we properly acknowledge it, you are a vital part of fandom culture. thanks for sharing.

[helenas-mangos]

To the Stars - chapter 5 snippet

When Chloe awoke sometime that afternoon, it was to the melody of Trixie’s muffled laughter. Her body still ached, her face tight and sore as the corners of her lips pulled up into a small involuntary smile at the sound of it.

“No, Lucifer!” Trixie stage-whispered, sounding both amused and exasperated.

Chloe knew that particular mixture of feelings well when it came to her best friend. Her eyes slit open, curious as to what the two of them were up to.

Her daughter brought a hand to her mouth, clearly trying to be quiet for Chloe’s sake, and shifted the workbook that lay across her lap away from Lucifer’s meddlesome hands.  As she removed it from his reach, his pencil slid across the page, leaving behind a dark, jagged line.

“Well now look what you’ve done,” he exclaimed as he stared at the workbook over her shoulder.

Trixie shook her head, her large brown eyes rolling up to regard him, her amusement catching the artificial hospital lighting and making her eyes sparkle.

“Puff?” she requested.

Lucifer reached for the bag of Cool Ranch Puffs on the nightstand and held it out to the little girl. She shoved her hand inside, grabbing a puff and popping it into her mouth. As she munched on the snack, she flipped her own pencil around, scrubbing the eraser hard against the line in her best attempt to remove the mark Lucifer had made.

Chloe’s chest warmed as she observed them together—her two favorite people in the entire world. Her best friend, who had always been a little more than that, caring for her child, helping her with homework, making her smile—watching them together made her heart ache with longing.

[helenas-mangos]

Chapter 4 of To the Stars!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32642122/chapters/84642280

[akirametalent]

how other people see my enthusiasm in writing fics: passion

how it really is:

[helenas-mangos]

so true