Sooo, I finished the show like two days ago and loved it. Anyways, I was scrolling through the tag yesterday when I saw one of the gifs of Diego and Klaus, when Klaus says “His name was Dave.” Cut there, freeze frame, and the au is planted with that is perfectly coinciding with Roger’s “Her name was April.”. So for your pleasure I present a Rent AU I will never write, but give if anyone else wants to....
Klaus Hargreeves as Roger Davis or Mimi Marquez.
The once well known, inspiring man loses it all to a drug addiction, and by the time he manages to pull himself out of it, he’s dying of AIDS. In the end he’s trying to better himself, but it’s hard, because temptation is always just around the corner. He’s trying his best to keep his friends away from it as well.
Or, self-destructive and largely alone, Klaus found himself escaping home and spiralling into drug addiction, and a haze of forgotten days. Eventually he contracts AIDS. When he tries to rehabilitate himself he just falls down again, after his family splintered apart.
Ben Hargreeves as Mark Cohen.
Cautious, bookish Ben, who’s spent years looking over Klaus, making sure he takes his AZT and makes good choices. He’s overlooked most of the time, but he watches everyone,and it’s through him we see much of the world, truthfully. He’s watched his family break and fall apart, all while holding onto the little bit he has left.
Diego Hargreeves as Thomas Collins.
He’d been family with Ben, Klaus, and Vanya once, and then he tried to go and do the respectable, legitimate thing. Being a police officer seemed like it would be such a good thing Methods and beliefs conflicted though, and he came back when he realised that the police hated the poor, and they didn\t seem like they were helping as much as they could. When he came back, Diego makes sure to keep an eye on the others, making sure they stay alive.
Eudora Patch as Angel Dumott Schunard.
There’s moments when her methods are a little bit more questionable, but usually she’s a good person. Eudora is the who welcomes the others, however odd they may seem. And it’s her untimely death that causes things to shift, and her memory that stops things from getting worse than they have to.
Allison Hargreeves as Maureen Johnson.
Allison Hargreeves is a performer. Forever passing from one whim to the next until she met consequences, and then it made her think. She loves her family, even if it’s hard and they fight, she’ll come back, and when the need arises, she’ll protect and care for them. She wants to do the right thing, however much some people disagree with her methods.
Luther Hargreeves as Joanne Jefferson.
There’s right, and there’s proper, and intentions mean something. For Luthor he’s the odd one out, even if he’s closer to them than Vanya. He tries to do the proper thing, he listens to their father, when his relationship with Allison falls apart he stays around. It’s not easy, but they’re his family.
Vanya Hargreeves as Benjamin Coffin III.
There had been a point where staying at home had ceased to be an option. So she didn’t. She left, and in one movement, both inexorably linked herself to the others, and distances herself. Sometimes what she did makes it harder for them, and sometimes they don’t notice. Years later she comes back, with something that’s not quite good intentions, and the others are suspicious, and distrustful.
It's my first blogiversary! Okay, I’m a little late, I actually made this blog on April 1st, but this post isn’t something for Fool’s Day. I made this blog on April Fool’s Day as a literal joke thinking that I’d abandon it in two weeks, if not sooner, but it’s kept up (somehow) for a year now. Even though sometimes I have other things going on in life, I always try to come back to this blog because I’ve grown so much in my writing & adore writing with all of you! I hope this blog survives a few more years, but thanks to everyone who has ever written with me (now and through the very poor writing I started with), plotted with me, &/or talked to me (period, sometimes I’m a lonely soul). x
CLIENTS (in alphabetical order) -- these are people, old and new, who I love to talk to, plot with, & see on my dash! Some of these people I know incredibly well & others I’ve only talked to a few times, but no matter the case, I greatly admire to them & they have positively impacted my time in the rp community. Honestly, this is just a few of them too, because it’s way too hard to tag every single mun I’ve written with, so I may have missed a few.
ADDRESS BOOK -- some of you may recall that Sherlock has a rather bare address book, but he does keep some of his good friends in there. These are people who deserve awards for dealing with me so much. I absolutely adore them & because I put them in the ‘address book”, yes, these are the people who I would fake my death for.
@thewxman
Sophie, let me reiterate our IMs, I bloody L O V E you. I love your portrayal of Irene & I especially love the chemistry between our muses. Honestly, Sherl’s never been so in love until he met your Irene. Thank you SO much for screaming with me in our IMs, doting on our children, making me a better writer (rise up!), & reviving my dead muse so many times over. Also those texting threads in our IMs actually make my day-- they’re just so pure??? AND ALL THE BLOODY LETTERS. That was one of my favourite threads ever. Dropping those subtle (or not so subtle) Hamilton references on the adlock yacht. This is getting long, so I’ll just end it with this-- Sophie, I like you a lot <3
@eloquated
Britt, it’s been way too long & I’m well aware that you’ve stopped rping (or at least put it on pause), but we plotted for FOREVER together so I can’t just leave you out of this. I adore you so very much & I’ll honest that I was iffy about my Sherlock ever falling for a Molly until he met yours. Also, Britt, I was so in awe of your character development (esp Mycie’s)! Thank you for plotting every detail in our long novella threads (the future sherlolly children’s middle names, even) & inspiring me so much (with your lovely edits), I miss you! ( @sherlockrarepairs )
SHURLEY-- wow, what would this post be without my sin bin friend? I miss writing with you so much, but I know that you have a million blogs, so I’ll wait patiently for the John muse to resurrect. I love talking to you about our sons (& how badass Mary Watson was, especially), I love that we once had a conversation in all Chuck Shurley gifs, & I love your undying Canadian patriotism. Thank you for writing IMMENSE amounts of angst with me & dragging me (kicking & screaming) into the sin bin with you.
@crownjeweledspider
Tori, you’ve been with me since the very start. You’ve somehow stuck with me this long even with my rubbish writing & flaky muse. Gemlock was the very first invested ship I had on this blog & a part of my Sherl will always love your Gemma. Between our random muse vc to our randomly dark convos (with our terribly morbid senses of humour), I love talking to you. <3 you so much other half of lyri -squeeze- ( @bxnnxrxd )
Do you ship... (looks for something rare) Sherloliarty?
Lol, is that even rare? On my dash, that actually comes up pretty often! And yeah, who wouldn’t? What’s not fabulous about Molly caught in between her two sociopathic crushes, and benefiting from their obsession with each other?
But really, what I meant by my answer to the shipping question is: Yes, I could potentially be interested in an erotic or quasi-erotic dynamic between any two (or more) characters on Sherlock. There are some combinations that interest me less, and I’m sure there are some I haven’t even thought of... but there’s nothing that would make me think, ew no way!
The call had come early in the morning, barely half an hour after sunset, when the hotel was only just starting to wake up. Raphael had picked up the phone without looking at the ID, expecting it to be Magnus and ready to snap at him for calling this early.
Then the unfamiliar voice had started speaking, making demands and setting deadlines and, most importantly, mentioning a name that brought up all sorts of memories.
It wasn’t a hard decision to do as the stranger asked, not with the consequences that would follow if he didn’t go along. So Raphael found Lily and informed her that he had some business to take care off and that she needed to take care of the clan tonight. He avoided her questions, not giving her any other information lest he endanger his sister even more.
Soon enough Raphael arrived at the meeting place, a damp and dreary warehouse, long abandoned by Mundanes and far away from the Dumort and any backup he would’ve had available. He was certain that his arrival had already been noticed, but he remained quiet anyway, studying the building and making note of possible entrances or exits while waiting for the other to show himself.
Raphael had simply needed to get out of the Du Morte. In the hotel, he was surrounded by clansmen and women, their enhanced senses picking up every sound and tear through several floors and sets of walls. And though most of them were well-meaning, Raphael could not take one more rote saying of, “I’m sorry for your loss.” His head, and temper, were likely to explode, and that was not fair to his clan. So he had left, wandering aimlessly over the grounds and trying to regain some emotional equilibrium. There was too much going on in his existence, too many difficult, painful things, and Raphael had never been good at processing complex emotion.
He was distracted enough by those thoughts that he did not hear anyone approaching him, and whirled defensively, lips drawing back from pointed teeth as he startled at the voice. Defensive fury melted away quickly to disbelief, though, and that expression dropped, turning to one of shock. “You--”
There could not possibly be a familiar, green warlock standing in front of him. It was impossible. Magnus had seen him die, and if there was one thing Raphael could trust, it was the word of Magnus Bane. So there were two possible explanations: either this was a hallucination, brought on by emotional stress and lack of sleep, or this was some imposter, trying to play Raphael for a fool.
“Ragnor Fell is dead.” Raphael’s tone was clipped, the words plastered on top of barely contained fury. “And this is not, in any way, amusing.” He closed his eyes for a moment, then let them open again, attempting to decide for certain if it was one option or the other. When the man did not disappear, Raphael settled on the latter. “You should leave. Now.” But the teasing, brusque voice sounded exactly like Ragnor’s, and Dios knew, it was something he would say.
But Raphael was above all else a logical being, and he knew better than to get his hopes up. Especially those days.
[text: ragnor] Hypothetically, if I pissed off the Clave and then barricaded myself into my loft, how long do you think it would take for them to get past the wards?
AU! | for Tom Riddle, Alphard Black & Charlie Weasley
send me ‘AU!’ and i will ramble about an AU i want to use more, develop and have thread in, or one i just don’t get to enthuse about enough on my blog.
Tom Takes His Successor. I don’t know if this is more angled towards Harry, but oh well I like the idea. I’ve seen too much dark!Harry fanfic. The idea is basically that Voldemort put some stock into the prophecy, but if this baby would be strong enough to kill him, he’d obviously be a good fighter for his cause. Not to mention, every single story of someone killing/getting rid of the kid that is supposed to kill them? Ends badly. I think Tom was a fan of mythology. Cronos and Zeus? Fucking Oedipus? Like nah. No thanks. Tom takes Harry, meaning the spell doesn’t rebound, meaning he doesn’t die. Riddle wins the war and raises Potter as a son, to be his successor.
Alphard Black Doesn’t Die. This is just a concept I played around with. Instead of being murdered by his brother that’s my main verse btw, Alphard just leaves with binding instruction to leave his gold to Sirius. The one that really seemed to have set his mind, to want something more. Alphard knows that if he stays around, he’ll more than likely be killed after what his brother has discovered of him. He slips onto a ship in the form of a cat and heads to America. He discreetly joins the society there, eventually sending for his lover in Britain.
I haven’t thought much of this but literally the ONLY THING I can think of is Dragon Charlie. I’m not sure if this is an animagus thing or some weird parentage/heriditary/curse but could you imagine him? He’d be such a happy boy flapping around. On the other hand, have we ever heard of animagus gone wrong? Charlie who can now turn into a dragon but also has scales in patches and one eye is reptilian and he coughs smoke. I don’t know what this is anymore, but I want it to be more than an AU now.
