Here you’ll find my writing, mostly fanfic (also on Ao3!) with occassional vague mentions of original work, along with my art, and musings about both.
ALT https://archiveofourown.org/works/89774346 Girls’ Night Fic Rating: E Length : 6.7k Summary : “I have a proposal for you, deerheart.” “As long as it’s not marriage, I’m listening,” “Shit no,” Angel snickered, grinning. “One a my favorite drag bars is havin’ a masquerade party comin’ up, private event, I’m on the list. Sounds to me like a perfect opportunity for you an’ me to go do drag…
Angel and Husk are definitely not planning on having any more kids.
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 120 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet. ~ There was a piano in Rosie’s parlor, as was common for parlors and receiving rooms and the like. Since it was there, Alastor would play it sometimes. That could mean actually properly sitting down and playing it, but more often it meant just playing around, fingers dancing idly over the keys while he waited for Rosie to finish up…
for Jazzy July @thepromptfoundry 288 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet featuring Husk’s club from my fic Opening Night ~ Alastor had developed a bit of a habit of haunting the bar at The Griffon’s Den since the place had opened—he was there most reliably when Angel was dancing, but he showed up other times as well. The regular crowd at the Den were, therefore, accustomed to his presence. There was a lovely…
For Jazzy July @thepromptfoundry 185 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet, featuring Alastor’s house from my fic Home Sweet Home . ~ It was late and Cannibal Town was quiet. Safely hidden away in the privacy of his rowhouse behind the lace and velvet drapes, Alastor had fallen asleep laying across the button tufted sofa in undershirt and slacks. One of his red-clawed dark hands dangled near the floor, a pen…
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For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 334 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet set in the world of my Hellspawn fic series. (Kind of a continuation of Day 8: Playing Together.) ~ The hotel was uncommonly empty, no one left it the building but Husk behind the bar and Alastor halfway across the lobby, sprawled across a couch reading through a contract. With a sigh, he dropped the contract to his lap, took off his…
Day 21: Improvization For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 112 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet set in the world of my Hellspawn fic series. ~ Among the things Alastor did genuinely like about children was how expressively delighted they were by tricks and skills and little things he took entirely for granted. It did good things for his ego. The twins were not quite three, sitting atop the upright piano in…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 349 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet. ~ Every city had its own heartbeat, its own rhythm, its own unending background melody. New Orleans had the trundle of the street cars, the occasional bellow of warning horns on the river or the railroad tracks, the clop of horse hooves growing scarcer each year as the rumble and roar of combustion engines took their place, street…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 525 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet. ~ One of Mimzy’s friends had asked a favor, one that started with “Hey, you play piano, don’t you?” The answer, of course, was yes, and Alastor was more than happy to show off his talents and earn a favor owed in turn at the same time. That’s how he’d wound up here, seated at a mostly-in-tune upright crammed into the corner of a…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 187 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet. ~ For most of his twenties, Alastor’s favorite shoes, the ones he wore to interviews and out dancing, were a pair of patent leather oxfords with a cap toe and a little brass star hidden under the arch of the heel. That star was a pain to clean but there was something about knowing it was there that brought a little extra spring to…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 160 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet. ~ It had taken an offhand reference to a century-old cultural touchstone and a youthfully curious “Who?” to set them down a rabbit hole of activity for the afternoon. It had taken a snap of Alastor’s fingers to outfit them all with tap shoes—himself included, of course—and banish the carpet runner from the main staircase. Now he and…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 174 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet. ~ A summer storm had rolled in and Alastor was home alone. He’d been left on charge of dinner, but that was largely a formality—the gumbo he’d helped his mother get started before she left could sit for hours on the stove, doing nothing but getting better as time passed, needing nothing more than the occasional stir, and Alastor was…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 212 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet. ~ They just moved to the city. A rented room. A job as a laundress and a paper route before school because, yes, Alâstor, you do still have to go to school, education opens doors, cher. Just enough money for rent and food. Lunch at the big whitewashed stone church every Sunday. And this. Not on any of the best street corners in the…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 219 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet. ~ It wasn’t that Alastor had never had lessons—he’d spent about a year’s worth of Monday afternoons under the tutelage of the preacher’s wife, learning to read music and play piano—but the circumstances of his life had been such that he had mostly been left to figure things out on his own, by trial and error as much as by ear. He…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 317 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet, set in the world of of my Hellspawn kidfic series. ~ There was no denying they were a card game family. That was largely, but not entirely, attributable to Husk. Many a quiet evening turned into a round or three of poker or blackjack or BS played amongst some assortment or another of the hotel’s residents. A little winner board had…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 108 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet, set in the world of of my Hellspawn kidfic series. ~ “ What? ” Sasha demanded, crossing her arms at Cherri, who had burst out laughing, Angel, who hadn’t quite managed not to cringe, and Alastor, who had managed to maintain his usual expression but whose ears had flicked back momentarily. “The word you’re looking for is quartet ,…
For Jazzy July @thepromptfoundry 182 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet, featuring Alastor’s house from my fic Home Sweet Home . ~ “Are you listening, fragola?” Angel asked. “Mmmnnnot really,” Alastor admitted. He and Angel had been out dancing. Now, they were holed up in the front sitting room of Alastor’s rowhouse in Cannibal Town, Angel going off on a tear about something work related while Alastor…
for Jazzy July @thepromptfoundry 250 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet featuring Husk’s club from my fic Opening Night ~ The club was empty—closed tonight, as it always was at this point in the week. Lights out, stages vacant, except for one. In the pool of a single spotlight, Angel was singing. One strap of his red satin dress slipping intentionally off his shoulder as he pressed his back up against…
For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 473 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet, set in the world of of my Hellspawn kidfic series. ~ The twins had set themselves side by side on the same piano bench, wincing in unison every time either of them hit the wrong note, giggling as they played their halting still-clumsy way through a song written for four hands they were attempting with five—one of Lucia’s being…