#jekyll hides he's dead au

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Would you believe me? [TGS Ghost Au]

A/N: This is officially my 20th fic! Of course I had to celebrate with some hopefully humourous Ghost Au :) Originally I envisioned this as a first part of a series of different au oneshots, all with the basis of "no one believes Henry" but now I'm not quite sure if there will actually be something out of that. Regardless, I hope yall enjoy <3

Summary: Dr. Henry Jekyll meets an unfortunate end after escaping the sewers. Too bad not many seem keen to believe his little predicament.

CW: Gore (I consider it to be quite light/nondescriptive but just in case!)

Wordcount: 5807

So... This is how it all ended.

  He stared at the mangled thing that used to be his body. He stared at the cracked skull, the blood that had already stopped seeping, and the dirt and mud which had further sullied the appearance he had so often sought pride in. You could barely see the green vibrancy of the waistcoat, or the rugged shape of the cape which had gotten stuck and torn by the carriage wheel. To think that this had once been a human being- once had been him- to think that this once had been Hyde, just moments ago, desperately attempting to escape through the sewers... But not anymore. There was no life behind those crushed eyes, no air within those lungs, no blood within that heart. 

  And yet, here he was. 

  Still conscious. Still watching.

  He did not look like the man on the ground, the one who would now be reduced to nothing but mere maggots and dirt. No, around his waist was his normally red- albeit slightly paler- waistcoat. Around his neck was his cravat. He was not the corpse in the too-short clothing or even the familiar younger, blonder man, no, he was the man he had always been. 

  He was Henry Jekyll. 

  Huh.... How strange. 

  He had not really expected any of this. Truly, it was almost cruel. To have fought so hard for survival, for dominance over the mind and body he shared, and yet it didn’t matter, now it was all gone, and so was Hyde. 

  ‘Well,’ he thought, ‘how unfortunate.’

  But it was over, now. He knew that it was. Perhaps he should be glad- after all, his soul seemed to be whole once again, if it ever had been. But that did not change that his life- his own, unhappy, miserably comedic life- was now over. No last wishes, no last actions, no goodbyes- it was just... Gone. Just like that. Taken just like that, by accident, not even deserving of an active attempt of someone who truly wished him dead, no, all there had been to it was the exhaustion, the weary eyes, the seemingly empty road and a speeding carriage... The coach, in panic, attempting to wake him, and as he had died in his arms, he had decided that this stranger was not deserving of a funeral, of justice, and had dragged him into an alleyway, before escaping the scene of the crime, into the everlasting night. 

  He had not even screamed. He had gone quietly, gone along with his lot in life, like he always had. 

  Oh well, how unfortunate indeed. 

  At least, he was quite sure that he was gone, now. 

  He looked pretty solid. Perhaps a bit worse for wear, a bit ruffled- perhaps, if someone looked a bit too long, they would see right through him, metaphorically and literally. Perhaps they would see the way his limbs could not grab ahold of anything solid, the way it melted into the bricks of the building he had attempted to brace himself against, as he had moved away from the tether of the body. Or perhaps the darkness of the night would hide it, disguise it, conceal the death and become the new corpse he inhabited, until the break of dawn, where the sun would shine right through him without warming up his cold body. Or perhaps he would not be seen at all. Perhaps he was stuck, now. Not even deserving of purgatory. Of neither Hell nor Heaven. He could not blame God, of course, if there was one. But at least an eternal punishment in hell would be better than an eternity of unrecognition, a limbo of observation as the world moved on without him. 

  So, what now, doctor? 

  Well, perhaps he did not have to stay and stare at his corpse all night. But... What else? 

  He squinted. He was dead, now, so what could he possibly do? Wait for his cadaver to be found, walk around London’s endless streets? Attempt to gain contact, try to go home? Nothing seemed appealing- or possible, for that matter- but he was a scientist, was he not? Was the impossible really that unreachable?

  He took in the sight of himself and his sorry state one last time. Then, he turned on his heel, and walked out of the alleyway, following the traces of blood, a trail of a body and the footsteps. Perhaps it would not have been so unusual in the grimy streets of London, where butchers threw remains as they pleased, but perhaps the hand sticking out from behind the boxes would get someone to realise what had happened. 

  Or perhaps the maggots would be faster. 

  He walked down the streets. His steps felt easy, like a weight had disappeared from his shoulders, which it quite literally had. All that was left of him was, of course, those seven grams. It was a funny feeling, having the wind breeze right through you, but it wasn’t unpleasant or unwelcome, it was freeing, like a cold glass of water in the middle of the night, or a breath of fresh air after weeks in the industrialised London Districts. Who could have known how limiting the physical body could be? He knew, oh, he knew- he would grieve. He would grieve the air which no longer stayed within his lungs, he would grieve the silent pulse of the heart he no longer had, he would grieve every laugh line, smile line, grey hair, wrinkle and blemish which would no longer grace his skin, a testament of his time on this earth. He would grieve the life he used to live, he would grieve the man he used to be, he would grieve the life which had been ripped out of his hands and he would grieve everything he had never achieved. He would grieve, oh, he would grieve, but now, nothing mattered. After all, he was nothing but a corpse, now. He was nothing but another memory, another corpse for the cemetery and another pile of food for the maggots.  

  He tried to touch every street lamp, every wall he walked past, tried to feel the cool touch as his fingertips went through the metal and bricks, as his new form took shape and hold and as his conscience stayed within his very soul. But his little walk, his little dance among the cobblestone paths was soon at its halt. 

  He was not at the Society, no, instead his little odyssey had led him towards a more discreet building- or perhaps discreet was a bad word. More humble than the bombastic residence of science that so many called home, he now stood before the Scotland Yard Police Station. 

  It looked abandoned, yet he knew it was not. It was not like crime stopped at night, no, and some lights were still lit. Through the windows, he saw the main office, where Sergeant Enoch Brokenshire currently resided. The closest he could ever get to a policeman who trusted him. 

  He did not bother to open the doors. He slid right through them, and luckily for him, no constables were lingering in the dark hallways. He doubted they would have seen him- but if they had, they surely would have gotten quite the midnight scare. The thought almost got him to laugh. 

  He arrived in front of the door, neatly and simplistically labelled “Sergeant Enoch Brokenshire”. He raised his hand to knock, attempted to make contact with the wood, and only realised his little problem as his hand simply went through- not deeply, mind you, but enough to get him to sigh. Instead, he attempted to call out.

  “Sergeant? Sergeant Brokenshire?”

  His voice- he heard it, but it sounded... Quiet, airy, like a loud whisper to the wind rather than the steady, unshakable voice of Dr. Henry Jekyll. Perhaps that was because he simply did not have a voice box, who knew? But he heard shuffling behind the door, footsteps, soon the door swung open, and he was face to face with the man in question. 

  The Sergeant- weary, tired, having been awake and working for multiple more hours than he should- had to take a moment to recognise the man in front of him, Dr. Henry Jekyll, a man normally tall and proud, now dishevelled. He squinted. Was there something wrong with the doctor?

  “Dr. Jekyll?” he finally spoke, “why on earth are you awake at this hour?” 

  Something within Jekyll seemed to light up, a spark of hope at being seen, of being recognised, of being heard and understood- but Brokenshire did not know that, of course, he might not even have noticed, what with the overtime looming heavy over his head. Yet he moved, away from the doorframe, back into the office, inviting the doctor to follow him. Jekyll did so, despite the others' confused look as he left the door open.

  “Well, Sergeant, you see, I seem to have run into a bit of a problem”. 

  He did not take a seat- as the seat, most likely, could not be taken- and instead stood close to the corridor, as if on the move. The room was dark, only lit by a single, lone candle upon the Sergeant’s desk. It did not take long for Jekyll’s nonexistent brain to piece together that the other seemed to be in the “migraine” stage of his overworking, a symptom which the doctor had been all too familiar with in the life he once had. Perhaps that's why the Sergeant did not manage to look closer, to notice a certain unfamiliarity, something wrong. Yet the furrow in his brow only deepened as the doctor spoke.

  “What’s the matter, Doctor?” 

  He thought it over, for a moment, attempting to find a way to explain.

  “Well, Sergeant,” he started, “would you believe me if I told you that I was just run over by a carriage, and that my soul may be slightly detached from my body?”

  “... what?”

  “So that’s a no, then.” 

  The doctor shrugged, a bit to himself, as the cogs in the Sergeant’s brain turned and turned. 

  “Well then, Sergeant, I think you best come with me, and I will explain when we are there.”

  The Sergeant blinked.

  “What? I’m sorry- what is going on?” 

  Jekyll did not respond, he simply turned around and walked out of the room again. He barely let the Sergeant grab his hat and coat, as he tried to catch up. 

  “Dr. Jekyll- what on earth is going on?” 

  “I think you will understand once we are there, sir.” 

  He slowed down slightly, just enough for Brokenshire to get to the entrance door first, masking the fact that he could not open them himself. Perhaps Brokenshire did notice it, perhaps he did notice the soft glow which seemed to follow the doctor, the lightness in his steps and his speed, but perhaps the late night was enough to make him question himself, rather than the state of the doctor.

  They continued onwards. They did not speak. Jekyll felt as if pulled, or perhaps called, towards the cadaver which was currently rotting away in that fated alleyway, and Brokenshire had no choice but to follow. The officer couldn't help but wonder if this was all some sort of joke, or a trick by God, but if something truly had happened, what manner of man would he be if he simply ignored the doctor? No, perhaps he had no choice. And so he followed, down the streets, past the crossings, through the back alleys and various grimy shortcuts the doctor seemed to know. They continued onwards, yet they did not speak.

  Suddenly, as they continued down the avenue, Jekyll stopped them. He put an arm out to keep the man behind him from continuing, a completely useless gesture as the Sergeant would have simply gone right through him, but it worked regardless. They turned towards the alleyway. Jekyll stared right into it for a moment, Brokenshire tried so as well, but could not see anything. Perhaps that’s when he noticed the dark, crimson trails upon the cobbled ground. 

  “Dr. Jekyll-” 

  “Come, in here.” 

  Jekyll continued inwards, slower than his steady pace here had been. Brokenshire- alone in the dark, with nothing but a gentleman and his baton- could not help but feel a bit nervous. The doctor continued and then stopped behind a few old boxes, rotten and with faded labels .

  “Here we are, Sergeant.”

  Brokenshire continued forward. Slowly, the subject of this odyssey came into view- first the hand, crushed and bloodied. Then the arm, twisted and broken. Soon the head, turned against the ground with large portions dented and missing. A freezing cold sensation washed over him, a horror slowly dawning, as he realised the sight before him.

  “Oh god-” 

  He felt sick, sick to the very core of his body, and yet Dr. Jekyll just stood there, emotionless. 

  “Turn it over for me, will you?” the doctor suddenly spoke, breaking the Sergeant out of his shock… Slightly.

  “I- What?” 

  “Turn the corpse over.” 

  Brokenshire just stared at Jekyll for a moment, trying to process what he was asking. Finally, he kneeled down next to the cadaver, took out his baton and carefully nudged it, until the face became fully visible.

  The face of Dr. Henry Jekyll. Slack-jawed, eyes half-lidded, nose broken, eyes crushed, teeth knocked out. The Sergeant jumped back, eyes wide and stare evident- this- this could not be, could it? This could not be Henry Jekyll- no- no of course not- Dr. Henry Jekyll stood right in front of him-

  “I was run over.” 

  The Sergeant blinked. Jekyll continued.

  “A carriage- could not necessarily see who it was, but I suspect he did not properly see me in the dark. When he realised what he had done, he panicked, and dumped me here.” 

  He said it all so casually, like it did not matter to him, like he just expected Brokenshire to understand what he was telling him. It was incomprehensible, truly. 

  “...What?” 

  Jekyll had to keep himself from rolling his eyes. 

  “I’m dead, Sergeant. Killed. Murdered, even. I am showing you my corpse.” 

  Yes, Brokeshire was definitely hallucinating, he was sure of that. 

  “Sergeant, are you listening to me?” 

  He was definitely not listening to him, way too busy staring at the mangled dismemberment that used to be Dr. Jekyll. 

  “This… This can’t be…” Was all the copper managed to get out. Jekyll actually did roll his eyes now.

  “I knew you wouldn’t believe me. Dear God, man, pull yourself together.”

  “I pull myself together?! You- you’re the one claiming to be dead!”

  The doctor groaned, frustration evident. 

  “Alright, listen; go home, get some sleep, whatever you wish- then come back, see the corpse in broad daylight, and realise that I was trying to tell you the truth, alright?” 

  He thought about it for a moment- he was sure that this was all some sort of fever dream, a hallucination, a trick of the light- but really- what could he do? If it was real, should he just leave the corpse here? In the alleyway? For anyone to find? 

  “Alright,” he said, “good evening, Dr. Jekyll.”

  And with that, the Sergeant spun around, ignored his own confused thoughts telling him to stay and figure out what was going on, and left the alleyway. 

  Dr. Jekyll grumbled.

  “Typical.”

  What now, Doctor? 

  Well, he couldn’t say that he was particularly keen on staying out on the street all night, ghost or not. He was not sure what time it was, the night might be eternal for all he knew, and so, he once more took one last look at his body, before he left as well.

  This time, he made his way towards the Society, not much further than the police station had been. He felt a tinge of melancholy, yet nostalgia as he watched his proud building come into view. His home, which no longer would be as such. He could not help but wonder what would become of him now; an eternal wanderer? Or perhaps a simple restless soul, bound to his corpse, or perhaps the life he had once lived? Would he be free once his body was buried, would he descend into Hell like he had resigned himself to? He did not know, for the moment he did not care, so as he stood in front of the portico of the building that had once been his pride and joy, he spared no thought as he silently walked straight through the doors.

  He could go to his office, although he had nothing to do there. After all, he could not touch anything, so what would he do? Stare at the uncorked wine bottle, the open window which Hyde had escaped through? Ha, no, he had to make himself known somehow. Perhaps he could find a Lodger, tell them about his little problem, hope they would believe him more than Brokenshire. Or perhaps he could simply act as normal, perhaps they would not notice that something was deeply, awfully wrong with him. Or perhaps they would, perhaps they would not care. He couldn’t say that he did. 

  “Oh, my- Dr. J! Why on earth are you awake this late?” 

  Rachel, of course. It must be early morning by now, although the night was still abysmal and everdark, so it should come to no surprise that she was awake by now. Then again, he was well aware as to why she looked to be in such a worse state than usual; her cheeks seemed red and puffy, and the bags under her eyes were severely darker. Yet she smiled, as if nothing was wrong. She was carrying baking sheets, presumably having raided Doddle’s room for her own supplies which he had stolen, seemingly needing to get her mind off of the previous night as fast as possible. 

  “Would you believe me if I told you I was run over?” 

  Perhaps not too different from Brokenshire, Rachel did not seem to realise that he was telling the genuine truth. Instead, she just laughed softly. Either she did not believe him, or her mentally exhausted mind could not grasp it just yet. 

  “Well, you certainly look worse for wear!” She said, as if she was not aware of her own state, “Did you even get any sleep? Was the banquet that fun?” 

  Ugh. 

  “Sure.” 

  “Well, I’m glad you are back home! Give me a few minutes and I will get you something to snack on, alright?”

  “Rachel, I can’t eat.”

  “Oh, nonsense! Not with all the alcohol Robert must have gotten you to consume- now, tut tut!”

  And with that, she continued onwards. Well. At least he tried. 

  With Rachel gone, he continued upwards. Perhaps a Lodger was awake, he frankly doubted any of them would believe him, or perhaps they were smarter than Rachel and Brokenshire- but regardless, he wanted something to do before Brokenshire would start his morning shift and hopefully return to the cadaver. He knew that some Lodgers most likely attended the now-raided bazaar, and could potentially be back and awake by now, as he doubted any of them had gotten caught. He also knew certain Lodgers were quite the night owls, perhaps the reason for why so many of them often did not show up until late afternoon the day afterwards, so he had quite a nice chance to find someone to pass time with-

  His thoughts were quickly interrupted by a loud ‘BANG’ from one of the laboratories. 

  Good God...

  Despite being dead, and therefore not really being responsible for the Lodgers anymore, Jekyll let his instincts and his curiosity get the better of him. His near-floating footsteps hurried towards the lab where the noise had been heard. Helsby’s lab, of course. 

  The door was locked, typical. No sense of lab safety. Jekyll just rolled his eyes and went straight through it. 

  Inside, the room was clearly lit. Turns out the loud “bang” he had heard was caused by Helsby’s pet kraken having knocked over its own ‘sleeping’ tank- which seemed to not have shattered, but had spilt water and all the different aquatic paraphernalia which had resided within it. The kraken moved like a kicked dog from the scene of the crime, while Helsby- wide awake and frantic- tried to figure out how to solve the problem. It did not take long until a dishevelled Bryson ran in, still trying to button on a shirt as to not be totally immodest. His eyes seemed to scan the scene, yet his attention was quickly caught by Dr. Jekyll, still standing indifferently by the doorway.

  “Oh- Dr. Jekyll-” Bryson stopped, and blinked. Helsby turned his attention from his labmate and to the aforementioned doctor, “How did you get in? The door should be locked.”

  “I’m dead.”

  Helsby sneered.

  “Don’t be dramatic, it isn’t that bad- Nicholas- Help me lift, please!” 

  How two men of their stature could lift a tank of that size was beyond Jekyll, yet he simply watched as they managed to get it back up. At this point he was glad that the floor was made out of stone and marble, otherwise convinced that it would already have begun to rot and mould by this point. 

  The two men panted heavily as they rested against the now upright tank, already dreading actually having to clean up the waste. Jekyll simply remained by his spot at the door, watching. The kraken cowered away from him. 

  “Could’ve at least offered a hand, Doc.” Helsby continued, “or are you scared to ruin your pretty little suit?”

  Jekyll continued to stare blankly, then stuck his entire arm through the still-closed door. 

  “So what, some potion of yours backfired? Big deal. Now, please get out.” 

  He could almost guess that Helsby wasn’t in a particularly nice mood. Oh well. He shrugged and walked straight through the door. Seemed like he would have to find another way to spend the last few hours until morning. 

  He continued to walk around aimlessly. As usual, he did not to bring any more attention to himself, perhaps because no one seemed to be around. Despite that, he had a sort of… Gnawing. Like he wanted to do something- slam a door, flicker with a light, break something… He knew that he did not get a sudden cat-like need for mischief simply because he was now a ghost, but he also knew that, since he was newly noncorporeal, it would take quite a while before he could actually manipulate objects. At least he knew that he should be able to do so, eventually. It seemed like listening to Maijabi paid off. So, really, he did not have much more to do than to find someone that could keep him company.

  It did not take long until he found his way to the alchemical laboratory, in which Ito was currently the only resident. Speaking of the Devil, his apprentice seemed to currently be working on something in the lab, as he heard movement inside. This time, the door was unlocked, but that did not really help him as, once more, he could not open doors. He quickly decided to simply glide through it instead, in hopes that his apprentice could entertain him for the remainder of the night. 

  Ito was, as expected, turned away from the door, slightly hunched over one of the tables and seemingly quite concentrated on the task at hand. He did not make any noise, but he doubted that she would have heard him regardless. He moved closer, until he was practically looking over her shoulder. Ah, that’s the problem; she was trying to decipher his own horrible handwriting on some notes he had previously given her. 

  Virginia stopped, seemingly feeling a light sensation by her side, turned towards said direction, and then proceeded to jump away and let out a small scream. 

  “OH- God- Dr. Jekyll- I’m sorry, you scared me- I- what on earth are you doing in here at this hour?” 

  Jekyll smiled gently. 

  “I was bored, and noticed that you were awake.” He replied, more matter-of-factly than he normally was. Ito- still trying to catch her breath- took a moment to process his words. He guessed she had been awake longer than she should. 

“I... Okay, alright.” She attempted to straighten her dress and her hair, which were more messily put up than usual. “I was just trying to follow your notes on-” 

  The door opened. 

  They turned, and by the doorway stood none other than Dr. Maijabi, their resident ectoplasmic pathologist. He looked surprisingly well-put together for this hour of the night- or perhaps morning. 

  “I’m sorry, I happened to walk past when I heard Virginia scream, is everything alright?”

  Virginia began to blush, embarrassed. Yet she attempted to explain the very simple situation- although she quickly noticed that Maijabi’s eyes were fixed on Dr. Jekyll, who stared back, as if he was challenging him. Virginia looked between them, confused.

  Finally, Maijabi moved the eyepatch. His paler spirit eye was now focused on the younger doctor. 

  “Henry,” he said, calmly, “Why are you dead?” 

  Virginia blinked. Had she really heard him right?

  Jekyll just shrugged. 

  “Carriage.” 

  Maijabi looked at him for a second, then nodded. 

  “Understandable, then.” 

  Jekyll grinned.

  Finally, Virginia seemed to process the conversation that had happened right in front of her. 

  “.... What?” 

  The two men looked at her, perhaps as if they had forgotten that she was right there. Maijabi simply closed the door behind him and moved towards the two of them.

  “Henry is dead”, he said, “what we are seeing of him now is nothing but his spectre, a ghost.” 

  “No-” she said, “no- that cannot be-” she turned to Jekyll, and looked at him- the ceiling light was turned on, the only obstacle to the truth was her own exhaustion. She stared at him, examined him. Finally, an expression of utter heartbreak graced her face. “Oh- Henry- Why did you not tell me?” 

  “Well, I did not get a chance to. Also, I did not think you’d believe me. I mean- I tried to tell Brokenshire, Rachel, Helsby and Bryson- neither of them believed me, so...” He shrugged, like it was the least bothersome thing in the world. “I mean, I kind of expected it.” 

  “I would have believed you!” she blurted out.

  “Would you?” 

  She hesitated. She tried to reach out, tried to touch him, but let her hand recoil as it simply went straight through her mentor’s shoulder. She did not believe it now, either. It was late, she had been awake for God knows how long- perhaps this was all just a very bad dream she would soon wake up from... She was brought out from her thoughts by Maijabi, who had pulled out a chair, and attempted to get her to sit down. She complied quite easily. 

  Henry decided to try to explain the situation to his two favourite Lodgers- of course not mentioning anything regarding the scuffle with Hyde, the meeting with Queen Lucy, nothing of such- simply that he had found himself out late at night and had gotten run over by a stray carriage. Quite unbelievable, the streets of London were neither that dark nor crowded so late at night, but it was, in synopsis, what had happened. If he was lucky, no one but the coppers and the morticians would get to see his corpse and the clothes he wore, so there was no need to explain anything else, and especially so when Hyde seemed to be... Gone? 

  Virginia did not seem to grasp how nonchalant Henry was about all of this- after all, what was he supposed to do? Cry, scream, or perhaps beg God for a second chance? Ha! God is just as dead as he and even if He wasn’t, he would not care. All Dr. Jekyll could do was to accept the state he now was in. After all, he had an eternity to grieve, he did not need to do that now. Maijabi seemed to understand his stance quite better, even if he did not seem particularly happy over the noncorporeal state of someone he once- still did- consider as his own son. 

  ...

  They tried to converse, but quickly fell silent. Time passed, and dawn began to break. Neither of them were quite sure how long it had been, after all, two of them had the inevitable fog of night clouding their brains and the third would no longer be able to understand the concept of time at all. But dawn broke, and Sergeant Brokenshire should be here soon. Perhaps to try to meet the doctor, try to convince himself that the supposed dream he had was just that; nothing more but a dream, or perhaps to inform the Lodgers of the find in the alley. Or perhaps he would still not believe him, and Jekyll would be forced to find him again, and attempt to convince him of the truth. 

  Virginia had, at some point, fallen asleep against the table. Maijabi and Jekyll did not say much, after all, what was there to say? It wasn’t like either could console the other, offer condolences, grieve- it was simply a new matter of existence which they both now had to get used to. Maijabi had eventually offered to go and make tea, but had quickly realised that Jekyll could neither hold nor drink yet, although the man himself found that blunder quite funny. 

  Finally, by the time the grandfather clock in the alchemical laboratory read five in the morning, there was a knock on the door, startling Ito awake from her slumber. In came Rachel, looking weary. 

  “Dr. Jekyll? Sergeant Brokenshire is in the southern foyer, looking for you.” 

  She seemed hesitant, worried, nervous- Jekyll could not help but grin. Perhaps not at her emotions, but more or less over what might soon take place upon the stage that was their Society. He followed her immediately, Maijabi and Ito following close behind. 

  As they arrived in the southern foyer- or more colloquially, the back entrance, they noticed a handful of Lodgers already gathering, the few early-birds the Society had, or some which might have gotten woken up by the commotion. They stood wearily by the balustrade which looked down upon the foyer, a similar scene to the arrival of Frankenstein and Moreau. Down the staircase stood Brokenshire, a few constables which Jekyll recognised, and a single stretcher with something covered by a white sheet. 

  Jekyll’s grin stretched further. 

  Rachel seemed to get even more nervous by the sight, perhaps Brokenshire had not quite packed up by the time he had asked her to find the Doctor. Henry couldn’t help but wonder about the state of the Sergeant’s mind right now- did he believe what had happened the night before, and knew that the Doctor’s spirit was still not-quite-alive and well? Or did he perhaps hope that Rachel would have found the actual doctor, to prove that whoever now laid upon the stretcher was nothing more but a coincidence or a doppelgänger? Had he asked her just to see if there would have been a doctor to be found? Had he even asked, or was that simply what Rachel said, having panicked at the sight of the Scotland Yard? 

  Well, whatever it was, as Dr. Henry Jekyll and his entourage descended down the stairs, Sergeant Brokenshire turned even more pale. He opened his mouth, as if trying to speak, yet only a slight stutter came out. 

  “My dear Sergeant!” Henry cut in instead, “You did well and listened last night, I presume?” 

  He came close, very close. Maijabi, Ito and Rachel stayed by the staircase. Henry’s hand ghosted over what used to be his own leg, covered under the sheet. 

  “I- Yes, Doctor.” 

  Oh, this was going to be fun. 

  If he turned around, perhaps he’d see distraught expressions upon the faces of Maijabi and Ito. If he turned around, perhaps he’d see the overwhelming anxiety dawning upon Rachel, a fear that the body upon the stretcher was her own Edward Hyde. If he turned around, perhaps he’d see the confused and perplexed faces of the rest of the conscious Lodgers. But he did not turn around, no, he simply gave the Sergeant one of those brilliant smiles he had trained into perfection. 

  “Sergeant,” he said, “would you be a dear and remove the sheet?” 

  “You- I- I mean- are you sure?” 

This was not necessarily standard protocol. Then again, it was not necessarily standard protocol for the Scotland Yard to drag a corpse to its place of work instead of straight to a coroner. 

  “You heard me.” 

  Brokenshire looked back at his constables, who looked as weirded out by the request as he was. Finally, the Sergeant took a deep breath, grabbed the end of the sheet which faced the back entrance door, and pulled it off. 

  A hush fell over the room.

  Indeed, the corpse of Dr. Henry Jekyll laid now in full display. The broken skull, crushed facial features, dirtied hair, broken bones, limbs stiff to their very peak, green waistcoat and ragged cape. 

  The ghost of Dr. Henry Jekyll was, however, too busy examining himself to look around at the horrified faces. 

  His hands rested- perhaps more figuratively than literally- against his waist as he leaned over, inspecting himself. Soon one of his hands came up, placing his index and thumb against his chin.

  “Oh my- whoever positioned me did excellent work! You would barely be able to notice the way I laid in before- especially with the rigour mortis!” 

  He laughed, so lightheartedly, like it was a funny little anecdote. 

  Brokenshire had often said that the doctor could be quite scary when he wanted to be. He now realised that he had severely underestimated how scary he could be when he was seemingly not even trying.

  Henry could not help but to wish that Lanyon would walk right in now and see the sight before them. 

  Finally, he turned around, back towards the crowd. It was almost laughable- their expressions of pure horror, pure terror, pure disgust, pure disbelief. Perhaps it was a bit unfair for him to laugh at them, but then again, it was a bit unfair that he was dead. Still, he smiled, and faced his dear Lodgers. His dear Lodgers, who might now question the demise of their leader. His dear Lodgers, who might question the clothes upon his beaten body. 

  His dear Lodgers, staring down at him from the balustrade.

  Yet his smile never faded, oh, no- the answers would come later, but for now, they had to believe him.

  “What?” He finally said, “You all look like you’ve seen a ghost.” 

[quilna]

“Maybe someone annoys him and the water around him actively starts developing spots of ice and Jekyll has to quickly bat them under the water so nobody notices”

wait what if this also happens with with other water, like rain freezing to his skin or like the mirror frosts over when they take a shower?

also Jekyll holding Lanyon to warm him up but Hyde snatches control to make him colder (at least, that’s what he insists. He actually just wants to cuddle him too lol) and poor Lanyon ends up with quadruple hypothermia.

this also ties into an idea I had about Jekyll having a ridiculously high cold tolerance in this au. In the dead of winter, this man is going outside in MAYBE a jacket. He never runs the heat in winter to save money, but the AC is on blast all summer.

Sorry I'm late to this, was busy over the weekend!

Oooo I didn't consider that! It must be annoying to have every rain drop freeze to you when you're out in the rain, just getting covered in speckles of ice, not to mention the fact that Jekyll will have to do his best to hide it

Also hehe, Hyde making Lanyon colder when he just wants a turn at cuddling. Lanyon putting up with it because he just wants to cuddle so much that he's willing to get quadruple hypothermia

He probably would have very high cold tolerance! He's the guy who walks out in the snow in a short sleeve top and you never know how he does it

[dross-the-fish]

Did Hyde survive his suicide attempt when Utterson & Poole broke down the door? Or did that all play out differently? Pretty much, how is Edward Hyde living off Henry Jekyll’s inheritance without the law coming down on him with both feet? Did Utterson find out through Jekyll’s account (as seen in the book), or did Hyde have to tell him face-to-face?

I have decided I need to completely changed the book ending for the purpose of the AU. As of the current rewriting I have that Hyde did survive his suicide attempt and managed to flee the room before Poole and Utterson could grab him. He kept Lanyon's account and his own statement, still conflicted about giving them to Utterson someday but too afraid to actually go through with it. As of the AU it's important that it's not widely known that Jekyll is Hyde until much later. It's actually an intended plot point for Jekyll/Hyde's arc to find and come clean to Utterson.

After Jekyll's suicide failed Hyde disappeared to Scotland for some years until Jekyll was declared legally dead. He couldn't touch the inheritance so he left it. He mostly earned money by selling off some of Jekyll's things and from petty thefts and occasional murders. Most of his targets were lower class so the police never looked closely. Even on the rare occasion there were witnesses thanks to the serum causing his face to be unpleasant to look at and difficult to remember no one was ever able to accurately describe him and he could hide in plain sight. Once things simmered down in London he returned and sometimes made use of aliases. Because the world had largely moved on and Henry Jekyll was presumed dead Hyde was able to make a life in London's underbelly still using the name of Edward Hyde. Still a wanted man but no longer anyone's priority and too slippery for the law to trouble themselves with he became something of an urban legend and that's the point at with the Motley Crew finds him.

He considered telling Utterson he was alive or writing letters to him but could never bring himself to reach out. Utterson is alive as of the current writing but elderly and rather broken after the events of the book. He has some suspicions about Jekyll's connection to Hyde but without Jekyll's account and Lanyon's letter Utterson is still in the dark about what happened and he believes Hyde may have killed Jekyll and hidden his body somewhere.

[an-army-of-nightmares]

Randommmmm question, but what do you think would happen if Lanyon ever found out Jekyll was now undead in the Zombie AU?

As much as I love and adore the thought of what character reactions would be to anything that happens in my aus, actually imagining character reactions is my greatest weakness! Devastated emoji!

It's also been. Awhile. Since I've read tgs so ahh I'm not up to date or refreshed on Lanyon's character too which doesn't help matters

I'd imagine he'd be not feeling too great! Finding out Henry literally died and immediately tried to hide it from everyone and act like all is fine while slowly rotting from the inside out and constantly putting himself back together with science and not talking to anyone about this not to mention just how traumatizing it must've been to literally be eaten alive. Um! It gets worse the more you think about it! And god! Is Lanyon thinking about it!

It could also depend alot on the context in which he potentially discovers.

Very much depends on the context in which he discovers

Like, is it accidental? Did Lanyon walk in on Jekyll trying put himself back together? Was it slowly pieced together discoveries? That added up to Lanyon trying to get an explanation? Was he told? By Jekyll? Or by someone else? Did he see something?

I'm basing this all off of the branch where Jekyll gets up and actively hides he's dead, but of course there's still others where he was buried and dead and it was a closed casket because he was mauled and Lanyon was at the funeral and everyone paid for the funeral and everyone went to the funeral and Jekyll was dead he died and it feels so much more real because for some period of time he was gone and gone for good and now he's back and oh god oh god

How can you even react to that? What even can be your next course of action? Help? What can you even do? Offer comfort? But how? Sorry you died sorry you came back sorry you tried to hide so so much of yourself and be so desperate to see your work succeed that you were even willing to hide you died and act like everything was ok sorry I wasn't there sorry I wasn't there sorry I wasn't there

[beantothemax]

Osvald often left for Montwise for weeks at a time, leaving Rita and Elena alone in the house to wonder what he was up to while he was away. He always returned with stories about his studies. Lately, they had been all about biology, and revealing someone's true magical potential with a series of potions.

Rita was frankly concerned about the potions. She feared he might get sick or even die if he made even just one mistake, but he always returned home fit as a fiddle.

Over the past several weeks, stories of a series of murders committed in the east reached Rita's ears. The victims were always upper class men or scholars, meaning Osvald was a potential target. It didn't help that they were all in the Crestlands, near where Montwise lay.

"Please Osvald, I don't want to lose you!" Rita pleaded.

"I'll be fine. I'll lock the doors whenever I'm alone and I'll keep a knife with me, I promise," he reassured her.

"I- but-," Rita sighed, "all right. Be safe, honey."

He kissed her goodbye before leaving for the harbor.

Weeks passed and though Rita worried about Osvald, she was able to calm herself with the knowledge that he could defend himself better than most.

One day, she found herself in his study, along with Elena.

"This is where he keeps the books about magic for your reading level," Rita said as she looked at a shelf.

'Ice magic for children', where was it? Osvald usually left it there.

As they looked, a set of footsteps could be heard on the stairs. Rita assumed it was only Clarissa, but stood in a defensive position just in case.

An unfamiliar man came from the stairs. He held his hands over his head as he muttered the same few sentences to himself over and over again.

"Who are you?!" Rita demanded.

The man looked up at her, finally standing up straight. He stood a head taller than her, with tangled blonde hair and dirty, torn clothes.

"Get out," he growled.

"No, identify yourself," Rita continued as she created thunder with the few spells Osvald had taught her.

Elena hid behind her, too scared to even glance at the unfamiliar man as she started to cry.

"I'm Harvey. Happy?" he said, low and angry, "now, get out."

Again, Rita stood her ground. She prepared herself to fight, but was pushed away in an instant. Harvey threw her to the stairs before he started rummaging through every cabinet and drawer in the room.

Elena sobbed as she ran to her mother's side, "are you okay mama?!"

"I-I'm fine, let's get Clarissa and Ethan," Rita said.

She picked up Elena and ran all the way to town, and didn't stop till she was at Clarissa's home, safe and sound.

She pounded on the door countless times.

"Clarissa! Ethan! Please, help me!" she cried.

Not a moment later, Clarissa opened the door with a look of worry on her face.

"What's the matter, Rita?" she asked.

Rita told her and Ethan of what happened, and the three of them returned to Osvald's study, while Elena stayed behind.

It was dead silent when they entered. Harvey seemed to have either left or tired himself out. Sword in hand, Ethan went ahead. But he stopped dead in his tracks at the sight before him.

"Come here," he said as he approached the man on the floor.

Rita and Clarissa did as they were told, instantly becoming just as confused as Ethan as they saw what he did.

Osvald lay half conscious on the floor. Broken bottles of liquids with nearly every color of the rainbow were scattered around the floor. His table and all the notes on it were half destroyed on the floor as well.

Rita gasped as she ran to his side, kneeling beside him.

"Are you okay? What happened?" she cried.

But Osvald only stared at the ceiling as he repeated the same sentence to himself.

"It work too well."

Jekyll and Hyde au goes brrrr. Was listening to the 1995 musical ost and got this idea :3

I WAS>> NOT EXPECTING A JEKYLL AND HIDE SITUATION BUT HERE WE ARE.

i remember you making posts about jekyll and hyde a while ago! this is. NOT what i expected when you mentioned a twist but i like this!

damn osvald really overdosed on the pride potion, wishing him well...

[dualnaturedscientist]

Me right now: Loving talking about jekyll and hyde Steven with you.

Also me: writing out my miss crimes fanfic

My other current brain focus: the mousebraingirl au

My Brain 😈: Why don't I combine these ideas together for a super angsty au.

The au idea: A mousebraingirl au version of the miss crimes au where Steven works with Dr. Jenkins to find a way to cure mouse but instead of focusing on DNA, the ray focuses on neurological aspects. Affecting the brain waves making the mouse brain docile and inactive instead of it being vicious. Steven gets hit with the ray and becomes Professor Terror who wears a mask to hide his identity maybe a type of plague doctor mask or a V for Vendetta mask or it can be the MR. Charming mask - just black or silver in color and he wears a victorian style villain scientist outfit. Steven isn't aware of his evil counterpart but is aware something isn't right with him. Professor Terror's goal is to convince Mouse to take over Fair City with him as a father and daughter villain duo. Mouse was interested in teaming up with Professor Terror at first but was freaked out because he was more vicious than Squeaky and is bloodthirsty. Mouse develops a curiosity to learn more about this mysterious villain when she notices how her dad is having trouble stopping this guy. Mouse discovers the truth to her horror but unfortunately has no scientific expertise like her dad to find a cure and she doesn't remember any scientist or know any well enough to help. It doesn't help that the scientist that was helping her dad with the ray earlier is dead.

Professor Terror: Don't you see Mouse, with me around, I can be a better father to you than that goody goody Steven Boxleitner ever was. With me, you don't have to worry about being stopped or punished for your crimes. No one in this city will be able to stop us kiddo.

I am being evil tonight. 😈😈😈

YESSSS oh my God I am loving this so much. Yes please. I need this so much, I adore this idea so much. Poor Mouse is freaked out and just wants her father back. Realizing. This is how he felt. And aww poor Jenkins </3 rip

So much yes to this. Also.

I can give you a rundown on jekyll and hyde Steven if you'd like as well.

@melodythebunny hurry and come look

[spider-xan]

I'm still not sure which direction to take my Henriel AU posts in next, but I was thinking about how to bridge it to the LXG film if it's only AU up to that point instead of ending with the two of them returning to London together, and I was like, can you imagine how that would look from Utterson's perspective? Presumably Jekyll told him that he's been on the run and in hiding from various parties trying to capture Hyde for years, and one day, Utterson discovers that Jekyll relapsed and went out as Hyde, but disappeared completely and never made it back, and not only that, but the case holding the formula is gone and he couldn't possibly have taken it with him as Hyde, and he puts everything together and can't find any witnesses to what happened, and Jekyll/Hyde doesn't seem to be dead somewhere, so the only conclusion he can come to is that someone finally captured him, and even worse, it's someone with a vested interest in the formula for several reasons, and he has no way of finding his friend or knowing where he could have been taken, so he lost him again, possibly forever for real this time, and fate really does not want the two of them to be together.

[rayveewrites]

Ray Hijacks the Team ZIT Ghostbuster AU Again

So @shadeswift99 made a few posts a while ago about a Team ZIT(S) ghostbuster AU, And then I may or may not have hijacked the post to add in ideas for most of the other hermits because why not.

Now, back then I was spitballing ideas and making them up on the spot, which is admittedly my usual writing process, but hey.

That said, I've had more time to think about it, and then last night I blacked out for a few hours and came to with a Google Doc filled with short bios for all of the hermits and a handful of hermit-adjacents. Now, this rapidly turned into an urban fantasy AU in my hands, but hey. It's fun.

This is in alphabetical order, with alternate personas (EX, Helsknight, Beetlejhost) beneath their original counterparts when applicable:

Bdubs

Lives in an old mansion in the woods alongside Doc for reasons known only to them. Bdubs works as an interior designer, with a side gig as a freelance hairdresser. His eyes are unnaturally large, similar to Keralis’, and he is at least partially a plant. Completely feral and frequently gets in trouble for having knives on him at all times. He and Cleo have a thing called Knife Club which makes everyone else nervous. Nobody messes with Knife Club. It’s not worth it. Sunbathes frequently.

Beef

Is a perfectly normal human being. He works as a butcher with a side gig as a graphic designer specializing in album covers and spends his free time playing pokemon and dragging Etho along to social events. He was the first person to spot the cryptid, and the first person who Etho approached of his own accord.

Biffa

Is a ghost possessing a robotic shell. Biffa is from the future. While initially his main goal was to get back home to his own time, Biffa has since made friends and settled down into a new life running a cafe specializing in a wide range of teas. He’s quite content with this, and has actually found himself far happier than he was in his own time. While his nature means he can see, hear and touch ghosts, his body was built specifically for a disembodied soul to be in the driver’s seat, and he doesn’t want to risk another taking control. Also, he has more important things to do than have fistfights with ghosts.

Cleo

Is a ghost possessing her own dead corpse. Her nature allows her to see, hear and touch ghosts. Can and will fistfight spirits. She works as a teacher, so she’s usually busy, but occasionally in really nasty situations the Beetlejhost will drag her in to break a ghost’s legs. Does sculpture in her free time, and is actually really good. The only one who can wrangle Beetle to any real capacity, and she’s learned to keep him on a fairly short leash. Housemates with Joe, and Keralis also pops in pretty frequently. Has Knife Club with Bdubs. Has an enchanted flower crown that prevents her from decaying further; a gift from Beetle. Recently started learning magic in the form of necromancy and illusions. Has an ongoing ‘feud’ with Zloy, in which she temporarily traps his soul in random inanimate objects every now and then.

Cub

A bit of a ‘mad scientist’ archetype, Cub’s experiments are not exactly the most ethical, though they’re at least more professional than Doc’s. Responsible for the creation of Jevin. Cub gets possessed stupidly easily- sometimes willingly- and can usually handle it himself but sometimes has to call for help. Has a magical method of communication with Scar for exactly this reason. Has a day job as co-owner of a business called ConCorp, which he started with Scar. Has probably broken the Geneva Convention.

Doc

Was presumably human at one point. Now an abomination. Repeated experiments on himself have resulted in a massively changed facial and foot structure, a body covered in mottled green scales, claws, and goat horns. He lost half his face in one of his experiments, and constructed a new cybernetic one. He lost his right arm fighting God. Killed said god and would do it again. Lives in a mansion in the woods with Bdubs, though nobody’s really sure why. Owns a casino because of course he does. Also a living crime against fashion, because the man refuses to wear anything other than his tattered lab coat, torn jeans, and crocs.

Ely

Runs the local radio station. Nobody’s ever seen him in person, and nobody knows where he gets people’s voice clips for his remixes. Probably a cryptid. Maybe a ghost. Seems pretty chill, despite the blatant invasions of privacy.

Etho

Is a cryptid. Lives out in the woods in an abomination that can barely be called a house. Has never been seen in anything other than full Kakashi cosplay. Tends to keep to himself, but occasionally lets Beef drag him along to social events, often with Doc and Bdubs. Nobody really knows what his deal is. Probably not human. Probably.

False

Used to be part of an illegal underground cage fighting ring, until she earned enough to buy her way out. Having grown up in said ring, she struggles to adjust to normal life, but living in a town where the barista is a robot and the local tailor has wings makes it easier. She now has a job as security at Doc’s casino, alongside Iskall.

Grian

Is either an angel or a demigod, but nobody knows which. Has wings. Is both a tailor and an architect. A complete gremlin who has elaborate masks of various birds and will wear them to commit crimes. Eats seeds. Messes with everyone else’s plants. Lives in Jungle Wood Flats. Volunteers at the local theatre.

Hypno

Has three eyes, but hides the third one under a bandanna at all times. Can see ghosts with it. Had problems with sections of plumbing randomly getting clogged and also making very weird noises, and eventually called Team ZIT when the plumbers couldn’t find the source. Was prepared for ghosts, but wound up with a slime creature instead. Works in a $2 store for some reason.

Impulse

Is fully human. The most sensible member of Team ZIT (which admittedly isn’t saying much), Impulse has a day job as a freelancer building custom PCs and fixing broken tech. Agreed to the whole ghostbusting deal because he was bored, mostly. Was the first one to meet Skizz face-to-face, and is the one to own that particular place outright. Gets possessed every now and then, usually by larger spirits. Used to run solely on caffeine and chronic anxiety until Zedaph started getting on his case about his sleep schedule. Now he runs on less caffeine, more sleep, and the same amount of chronic anxiety.

Iskall

Was part of a cloning experiment to create the ultimate hitman, and was the only known one to both survive and escape before the whole thing was shut down by the authorities. Their eye and arm were replaced with cybernetics in order to increase their already enhanced abilities, and they were chased by said authorities, eventually winding up on Mumbo’s doorstep and becoming Mumbo’s problem. Now works as security at Doc’s casino, alongside False. Lives at Jungle Wood flats. Occasionally volunteers at the local theatre. Does bonsai as a hobby.

Jevin

Is the slime creature in the pipes. Hypno lets him live with him under the condition he stops blocking the plumbing and making weird noises at 3 AM (Jevin still blocks the plumbing and makes weird noises at 3 AM, just not as much as he was). Has taught himself to take a humanoid shape, and likes having fingers. Sleeps in the bathtub because he can. Was created from a vat of chemicals in a secret lab underneath the house, which used to be owned by Cub. Doesn’t really talk to the man in question that much, but will occasionally refer to Cub as his father for the sole reason of watching him go through eight existential crises in three minutes. Has a glock.

Joe

Head librarian at the local public library, and has read a lot of books on Supernatural Things. Is a veritable fountain of exposition if you can figure out what he’s saying or have Cleo along with you to threaten the integrity of his shins. Has never been seen in the same place as the Beetlejhost. Are they the same person? Are they entirely separate beings? Is there a Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde-type situation going on? Who knows!

Beetlejhost

Literally nobody really knows what his deal is. Nobody. Team ZIT ran into him on a call that they expected to be a false alarm and then he decided to follow them home. Spends most of his time being a minor nuisance in the most bizarre ways possible. Is implied to be responsible for the Ever Given getting lodged in the Suez Canal, but never confirmed. When he’s not bothering Team ZIT or getting them out of tight spots, he’s usually pestering Cleo, the only one who can keep him in line. It’s not really known if he and Cleo have a history or if they’re just Like That.

Keralis

Is a ghost haunting an architecture firm, and is mostly bound to the building, though he can travel to other buildings the firm has built, which is, uh, most of them. Initially only able to do small things- mostly writing notes or drawing diagrams- he eventually meets the Beetlejhost when the latter follows Mumbo to work one day for shits and giggles (he wanted to see how long he could mess with Mumbo before the man noticed. As it turned out, about a week, and by the end it was Iskall who noticed). After a couple of days in which Beetle teaches Keralis Ghost Things™, he scares half the office when he finally manifests for the first time. Has unnaturally large eyes and nicknames for most of the workers. Has no idea how he died or what his unfinished business might be. Very knowledgeable about architecture, and his input is usually very much appreciated.

Mumbo

Is a perfectly normal human being who does IT at Keralis’ architecture firm. Lives at Jungle Wood flats and spends most of his free time tinkering with tech and trying to keep Grian and Iskall out of trouble, which is a losing battle. Has a large, beating golden heart in his flat. He’s not really sure what its deal is, but if he feeds it apples it produces enough power for the entire building. Oh, and if he forgets to feed it for an extended period of time it starts draining his bank account. It’s really weird.

Pixlriffs

Was a perfectly normal human being until he died protecting a certain Russian zombie and became a perfectly normal ghost. Was a reporter in life and is a reporter in death. Runs a blog alongside Zloy about the local goings-on, supernatural or not. The blog’s the type where unless you live in/near the town you most likely won’t stumble across it, but they do have a small following of outsiders who assume the blog’s just a work of fiction. His unfinished business is to prevent Zloy from doing anything particularly stupid, a constant battle. Is able to go more places than Zloy due to being incorporeal, but respects people’s privacy. He’s bound to Zloy to a certain degree, not being able to go beyond a certain range of his friend. The range is pretty big, though, and he has plenty freedom of movement.

Python

Had a run-in with the fae as a kid, in which he accidentally pissed one off. In retribution, the faerie challenged him to answer a riddle or he’d be turned into a snake. Python’s answer was partially correct, so the faerie only transformed him partially. Python is fairly chill, though he strongly dislikes the cold and starts hissing if anyone disturbs him during Sun Time™. Sometimes Bdubs, being partially flora, joins Python for Sun Time™. He’s not venomous, because, you know...python. Also, he has a mildly disturbing habit of strangling rats and mice and then eating them whole, but he can’t help it and just tries not to do so when he has company.

Ren

Is a werewolf. He’s pretty chill regardless of form, though it’s only been recently he’s been comfortable enough leaving his ears and tail visible. He works as a lumberjack. One time Pixl introduced him to Monty Python’s Lumberjack Song and it quickly became his favourite thing. He spends most of his free time volunteering at the local theatre because Ren is absolutely a theatre kid and nobody can convince me otherwise. Gets possessed every now and then. Lives in Jungle Wood flats.

Scar

Works as a landscape developer. Gets possessed absurdly easily, though not quite as frequently as Cub. Has a magical method of communication with him. Technically co-owns ConCorp, but isn’t as involved. His cat, Jellie, is very obviously an eldritch abomination in feline form and he is comedically unaware of this. Lives in Jungle Wood Flats with Grian, Iskall, Mumbo, Stress, and Ren.

Skizz

Is the ghost haunting Team ZIT’s office. He was murdered by someone he’d thought was a friend who was trying to use his place to hide from the cops, and he’s stuck around, haunting the building. His unfinished business is to make sure nobody else uses the building for anyone shady, but the ghost rumours tended to chase most people off. Eventually he gets used to having Team ZIT around, and when Tango admits he doesn’t really have anywhere to go one day, Skizz eventually makes the decision to finally unlock the still-furnished upper floor for him. He’s bound to the building, but Impulse learns that carrying Skizz’s old vest with them allows him to leave. After that, Skizz sometimes accompanies them on missions and occasionally just hanging out. He’s usually more helpful than the Beetlejhost is.

Stress

Is a witch. Stress lives in Jungle Wood Flats and works as a doctor who specializes in supernaturally caused injuries- Team ZIT are some of her best customers. She also sells magic potions of various kinds, and has a side gig as a florist. She’s 90% of the Jungle inhabitants’ impulse control. Also has cryokinesis.

Tango

The Team ZIT member with a car. He gets possessed with frankly ridiculous frequency, but claims not to believe in ghosts for a long time (and keeps up the bit for even longer). Has developed various signals to indicate when he’s being possessed again. The strongest one, a rather nasty demon Cleo and the Beetlejhost had to team up on, left him with his glowing red eyes. He didn’t really have anywhere to go before Impulse bought the office, and tended to sleep on the couch or in his car until Skizz decided to let him into the upper floor, where he now lives alongside Zedaph and Impulse.

TFC

A now-retired ghostbuster, TFC calls in Team ZIT one night when he finds himself in over his head against a ghost with a grudge. He winds up becoming a bit of a mentor figure to the trio, usually coaching them over the phone if they’re not sure how to deal with one of the stranger spirits. Lost his leg years ago in a fight with a poltergeist that could have gone better, and now has a robotic prosthetic made by Doc.

Wels

While Team ZIT was out investigating some rumour or another in the woods, they came across a large stone box. Following video game logic, I guess, they then decided opening this large stone box sounded like a fun idea. Well, Tango and Zedaph did. Impulse was a bit more hesitant. The box actually held a medieval knight who’d been put in an enchanted sleep for centuries by his demonic doppelgänger, and was very much not prepared for modern life. Team ZIT took him to Xisuma, who happened to live closest, and Wels is currently helping out on the farm and trying to adjust to life in the 21st century. He can understand and speak modern English just fine because magic. Volunteers at the local theatre quite a lot.

Hels

Is Wels’ doppelgänger. Technically a minor demon. Won a fight with Wels and sealed him away for centuries as a result. A recurring problem. His real motivation is that he really desperately doesn’t want to go back to Hell, but he’s too proud to admit it. Lives in the woods with EX, who’s basically his only friend, though the weirdo with the brown cardigan keeps pestering him about his backstory and feelings for some reason. Has minor pyrokinesis.

XB

Like Biffa, XB is also a ghost from the future, though it seems to be a different timeline than Biffa’s. His unfinished business is preventing the apocalypse, but he has no idea how to do that, no idea if he’s in the right timeline, and is pretty sure he’s gone back a lot farther than he probably should’ve. Also, there’s the whole paradox issue, where if he prevents the apocalypse he never has a reason to go back and prevent the apocalypse, so he doesn’t prevent the apocalypse, so he has to go back and- he tries not to think about it too much. He mostly just hangs out in an abandoned house on the edge of town and vibes.

Xisuma

Is a beekeeper. Nobody’s ever seen his face; when he’s not in his beekeeping outfit, he’s either wearing a helmet, or (more recently) an extremely lifelike and detailed animal mask (is it a mask?). Actually a shapeshifting alien, he crashed down to Earth after a scuffle with his evil clone and was stranded because Earth doesn’t have the right tools or resources to repair a spaceship. These days he’s actually found he’s happier tending to his bees, selling honey, and helping his friends out, and probably wouldn’t leave Earth even if he could. It’s a simpler life, but a pleasant one. He bonds with Biffa over a shared love of tea and being stranded in a technologically inferior world and finding a home.

Evil Xisuma

Is Xisuma’s clone. Feels that if everyone’s going to call him ‘Evil’ he may as well own it. Shot his original’s spaceship down in a scuffle but wound up being brought down with him. Currently hides in the woods. Generally more of a minor nuisance than an actual danger. Used to spend his free time bothering X but has gotten put off by Wels, who has a problem when it comes to evil clones. His friends consist of Hels, who is a terrible role model, and Zedaph, who’s trying to help him work through his problems behind everyone’s backs. Can summon lightning because he deserves it.

Zedaph

Is the reason Team ZIT is ghostbusting in the first place. He’s a sheep shearer by trade, but that’s a fairly seasonal thing and ghostbusting is more fun anyway. Has somehow never been possessed, and claims it’s because he’s always standing next to Tango. He makes sure the other two gets enough sleep Because we all know they can’t be trusted to do it. Probably has some sort of really bizarre and situational magical powers he is thoroughly unaware of. Qualified to be a licensed therapist. Made friends with Evil X at one point, somehow.

Zloy

Like Cleo, he’s a ghost possessing a corpse. Unlike Cleo, there’s a good chance it’s not his corpse. Eh, it’s not like anyone else was using it. Runs a blog with Pixl, because why not. Was already a zombie when he met Pixl, who was still alive at the time. His body is a bit more decayed than Cleo’s, but it’s fine. His goggles are enchanted with the same preservation spell; it’s not really ever explained where he got them from. Has no regard for privacy but is fortunately unable to turn invisible or phase through walls due to inhabiting a physical body. Both can theoretically physically fight ghosts and has enough time to physically fight ghosts, meaning he would be a valuable ally if he could be bothered. Lives in a graveyard. Has an ongoing ‘feud’ with Cleo, in which he puts jabs at her on the blog. Once spent a week as a (very sarcastic) floating potato.

Hermiton

Is the name of the place they all live in/near. Located in an ambiguous location in an ambiguous country, Hermiton is technically large enough to be considered a city but has Town VibesTM. Supernatural going-ons are a fairly normal part of life, and a good number of inhabitants aren’t humans. Despite this, the wider world seems mostly ignorant of the existence of ghosts, magic, etc. I’m not too sure about geography, but it’s surrounded by forest in most directions and in a warm enough climate to not have snow in the winter (so Python doesn’t, you know, freeze to death). Most people don’t tend to bat an eyelid at strange-looking people walking down the street or serving them at the store; they’re used to it by now. There are several theories as to why Hermiton specifically has so much going on when it comes to the supernatural- ley lines, secretly the resting place of some long-forgotten god, et cetera- but it’s actually more of a case of ‘people who have supernatural traits hear rumours of a place where a lot of people have supernatural traits and go there in search of answers/a place to belong’. This doesn’t exactly explain where all the ghosts came from, but hey. Nothing’s perfect.

[lachimolala-is-love-and-life]

The Strange Case of Kim Taehyung and V 💀💖💦

Chapter eight >

Genre: Horror!Au, Historical!Au, Yandere!Au, Angst, Romance, Smut, Death themes, Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD)

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Words: 2883

Summary: Seoul, South Korea. During a night a man deliberately tramples a child, not caring about her cries. Chased by a passerby, the demonic V agrees to compensate her with money: but the cheque he produces has the signature of the distinguished Taehyung, a doctor esteemed by many. It is the beginning of Taehyung’s fall into a vortex of oddities: he isolates himself, seems tormented by violent anguish, and above all provides V - who inspires instinctive horror, and who is accused of disgusting crimes - not only money, but also protection in his home. What dark covenant can unite such different personalities?

(Plot inspirated by “The Strange Case of Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde” by Robert Louis Stevenson with some differents. But i wanna give him credits to write this wonderful book. I really love this story and it��s one of my favorite book. Hope to honor this wonderful writer)

WARNING: This chapter contains smut and sensitive topics regarding sexual violence. It is a warning to those who are sensitive to these issues. I am against all kinds of violence and I am sure that Taehyung would never do it in real life. I remember that it is a fanfiction. Having said that, I wish you a good reading.

CHAPTER SEVEN

In a short time I arrived in the neighborhood of Sinchon, where V lived.  Had he already escaped?  WAS he hiding in the house?  But mostly I wonder if the news of the murder has already reached Tae... What will happen now that his friend has killed someone really important to the city?  This is the drop that made the vase tranship... I can pass over (Although with disappointment) on rebellious attitudes, but for this fact I can not pretend nothing... I’m sorry, Tae.  I can’t keep the promise I made to you anymore.

Sinchon was a pretty quiet neighborhood.  There’s always a rush of tourists and locals, but obviously V couldn’t live here, but in the most infamous part. I know this because I asked around for some information about where Mr. V could live.  At my question someone got scared and ran away or just ignored me. Only a few people had the courtesy to answer me, but those few people all had a concerned look for my person and told me "Are you looking for Mr. V? He lives in the most dangerous part of the neighborhood, a few blocks from here.  But how come a young lady like you has to visit a brute like him?  Run away while you can".  By now I was used to these warnings, I had received several since V appeared in the city...

When I was in front of V’s house, I couldn’t believe my eyes.  It was quite big, maybe a little smaller than Tae’s, but its size was still admirable.  But unlike Tae’s, this house was about to fall apart.  It was pretty battered and the materials from here had been built seemed old and rotten.  There were some windows with broken glass and chimney leaking pieces of brick.  The garden was neglected, the grass was not green and lush, but dry and literally dead.

I took courage and started to cross the avenue that would take me to the front door. Before I rang the bell, I started to feel a shiver that ran all over my spine. There was something about me, something that told me that I had to run from there or that it was better if I took Jungkook with me. But I was already here and precious time had already passed. Who knows if V had already abandoned everyone and everything here in Seoul or if he had already left the country? Too many questions that just knocking on that door would lead me to some answers.

I took courage and with my trembling hand I knocked that moldy piece of wood. A few minutes passed until the door burst open and a creepy, tiny old lady stood in front of me.

"Yes? Who are you?" she spoke to me with her wrinkly voice.

"Hi. I’m Choi Y/n... I wanted to know if this is Mr. Kim V’s house."

The woman kept staring at me without saying a word. Her eyes kept wandering all over my body as if she was about to analyze me until a mocking smile appeared on her face.

"Oh Oh sure. This is Mr. V’s house, but he’s not currently in the house. How come a piece of meat as appetizing as you came to see the master?"

"I wanted to ask a few questions about him if you don’t mind," and she nodded at my request.

"By any chance... do you remember when Mr. V was here last?"

"Oh. My master came home late last night and left again not an hour later. His habits are very irregular and he doesn’t spend much time at home. Before last night, he had been missing from home for over three weeks, so I haven’t seen much of him lately." So after the murder he came back here, probably to get some things and run away. So it was too late to catch him?

"Miss Choi, I know you. You’re a very important lawyer in the city and I heard your name coming out of the master’s mouth when he locked himself in his room... At least those few times he’d go home and we both know what happens when a man screams a woman’s name while he’s locked in his room."I only shuddered at the thought of him... He masturbated... on me... disgusting...

If you are looking for him..." and another smile appeared in her face "...it either means that you are dating or that he has done something serious. What is this about?"

"Ma'am... we’re not dating, and I can’t talk about something this delicate with you. Let’s say there were several cases that caused scandal and that he sees him involved. Also, he doesn’t seem like a well-liked guy in town..."

"I cannot blame you. He is a person full of cruelty in the heart"

"Madam, can I have a look at your master’s room? Then I’ll go and you’ll never see me again in the area. I can promise you that"

She made me wait even before answering. She was probably considering what would happen if V came back and if he found me peeking into his personal belongings. But after about 20 seconds, she said, "Come on in, dear. And make yourself at home."

"Thank you. V’s room is located..."a nd having said that, I started to start towards his room but surely I did not miss the evil grin of that old lady.

In the room of V

I started to check everywhere. Inside the closets, in the shelves and in every chest but I found only dust. Really V had been so quick to get rid of any clues that could lead back to him? Maybe I had to look elsewhere...? But before I could get out of the room, out of the corner of my eye I noticed something coming out of the ashes and embers of the fireplace that was in his room. In fact, two objects. A checkbook half-scorched and the missing piece of the walking stick with which he had brutally murdered Jin. I analyzed the handle... it was him. The stick I gave to Tae a few years ago. I could recognize the flower-shaped incision above. Had he given it to V or had he taken it by force? I also analyzed the checkbook. Why burn it? Before he escaped, did he bring some papers to go to the bank to collect money for his escape? Maybe I should have gone to the bank...? But what caught my attention soon after was a small ledge that lay under the pillow of V’s bed. I approached slowly and as soon as I was near it, I noticed that it was a little booklet. It looked like some kind of diary...? I opened it up thinking I could find something useful about V’s escape, and instead I found the memories of a real psychopath.

"I met her during a winter night after days of following her. I knew she was looking for me because I was worrying about his "Tae-Tae". She loved to call him that. For years I was in the shadows watching them, but in those years of their youth I was impossible to get out. But since Taehyung freed me now I can stay with her, take her with me and Taehyung will not stop me." It’s been years since he followed me? What does he mean to stay in the shadows and ... watch me? Tae freed him? What was he talking about? "I spoke to her that winter evening. The air was cold but she still insisted on waiting for me for our meeting. That’s nice. Does my love find me more interesting than that pathetic Tae? We talked, and she kept asking about me until she asked me if Taehyung was home. Slut, how dare she come to see a man who still didn’t understand how beautiful she was. Why did she insist on seeing him? Had she not come for me? A growling like a hungry beast escaped me more than once that night when she dominated her ridiculous friend. But when she asked me to show my face? My anger turned into pure emphasis. My love... I still remember when I approached her. Was her perfume so intoxicating and her taste after tasting her with my tongue on her cheek? Nectar of the gods. Who knows if the same taste was found in her underwear? I would have killed to sink my mouth there. Her scared face turned me on so much, but I had to let her go... I couldn’t make her mine in that dark, cold alley."

I was shocked. V was... attracted to me? But that night... I am speechless. The shock has taken over my whole body. I turned over a new leaf, and some of the other writing was on the paper with the ink.

"It had been almost two weeks since we met and Taehyung is doing everything to keep me calm. He worked nights and days in that lab to keep my person at bay. How naive. Once the beast is freed, it becomes difficult to imprison it again. I had heard that Taehyung was having a party with some members of the Royal Society of which he was a member and that he had also invited... her. I could smell her, her lovely scent every time she tried to visit Dr. Kim’s fool, but he didn’t want to see her, not with me trying to succumb to him. But that night, he calmed me down, and when she arrived, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was gorgeous even though she was showing too much skin, her beautiful covering that belongs to me was too much in sight. I had to punish her the first chance I got. But what made me so angry was knowing that bastard Kim Seokjin had already laid his dirty hands on him. On his soft and warm skin... on my property! I tried to rebel but Taehyung kept resisting me." Wait... Was there that night? BUT... I checked the room where the party was being held... HE WAS NOT THERE! What kind of joke is this? And how did Tae calm him down when V was nowhere to be seen? He was crazy... completely crazy...

"I had not succeeded in intervening but since that night I started to follow that filthy Seokjin everywhere, I had to kill him, but first I wanted to make him suffer. I continued staled him for a long time. A month if my memory doesn’t deceive me. But when one night he went to see my love at night melts, I knew it was time to kill him. I chased him to the Han River and there I did my duty. How blissful was it to hear his bones break and his screams of terror as he cried out for help? Ruining that pretty face was one of the best things in my life. Now I had to kill him too, the man who could take her away from me forever. I have to kill..." But before I could turn the page to read the name, a deep, masculine voice appeared...

"I told you if I ever saw you again, I would have no mercy on you..."

I turned around and a furious-looking V stood in front of the door, blocking my chances of escape. I was petrified on the spot. Had my end come?

Suddently V threw himself at me, making me lose my grip from the diary and he threw me hard on the bed. I was lying on his bed on my stomach, with the weight of his body preventing me from any movement to rebel and with his hand blocking my head on his pillow. I heard him coming up to my ear and whispering, "I told you if I caught you, I’d get what I deserved. Now I’ll make you mine, my dear"

No. It could not be true. He... wanted... I tried with all my strength to free myself from his grip, but without success. It could not happen. Tae... I’m afraid... help... someone...

"You need to stay calm, dear. Let me help you to do it" And with this he took off his belt and grabbed my wrists, tied them together and finally knotted on the railing of the bed. Now I was really stuck. The tears started to form in my eyes when I felt her warm hand start to grope my butt and then give it a strong squeeze, Soon after with a I felt that started to pull off my pants, At the same time also taking the elastic of my panties. All in all, he took off every garment I wore from the street down. My privates were completely exposed to him, and I knew the situation could only get worse.

"Now let’s open these nice legs for me, You have to do it otherwise how do I get inside you?" He grabbed my thighs and opened my legs and showed my vagina to him. It was completely exposed and I could feel his breathing getting heavy.

"It is so beautiful. Only for me. Now I will cleanse it from every man who ever touched it. It is only mine. MINE!" and said that he stuck one of his long fingers inside. I was not yet wet and the gesture hurt me absurdly.

"Oh, it’s pretty tight around my finger. I should prepare it before I dive in with my dick or go straight to the main part?" he asked me. I could hear from his voice that he was excited, especially when he started rubbing his dick on my butt, making me feel how hard it was.

"Please let me go... I won’t tell anyone what I read. I won’t tell Tae either..." But as soon as I said his name, a very violent slap was given on my butt, "You must not mention him while you’re with me. You are mine and you belong to me. TO ME!" And having said that he put two more fingers into my intimacy. Even though I was getting turned on against my will and thus facilitating his fingers in me, I was starting to feel violated... how he could do this to me. I knew I had to hear my feelings before I went into this damn house.

"You’re still tight for me but I can’t wait any longer. I must have you" and I started to get even more agitated when I heard the sound of his pants and underpants falling on the floor and his member touching my vagina.

"I feel that you are wet for me. The divine nectar that everyone wants but no one will ever have because... YOU. ARE. MINE." And he sank his cock into me with force. It was big and my inner walls kept coming together around him.

"Mhmm... You’re tight, you’ll make me cum quickly. It’s a divine feeling. Just for me" and he kept pushing brutally as he grabbed my hips. Surely bruises would have formed because of him.

He pushed and pushed as he breathed over me. He kept coming up to his mouth on the hollow of my neck to nibble on the skin with his sharp teeth. The same thing he did with my ear, where he kept whispering "mine, mine, mine" to me.

After a while I started to feel his pulsating cock begin to swell even more and to contract "I’m cumming, my little one. I’ll cum inside you, inside this hot pussy. It will be full of my sperm and no man will contaminate it anymore"

I have a hoarse voice I whispered "Please v...please... not inside..."

"Yes, inside. No drop must come out and be wasted. You are mine. A... ah... ready to take all my sperm darling... I am... coming..." And having said that, he made one last violent push he cum inside me. I could feel his load of cum nestling in the depths of my pussy... I felt... dirty and humiliated...

His wheezing was the only noise I heard and his grip was lightened on my hi ps. And now what would happen? Would he kill me? He would have kidnapped me and taken me with him... or left me tied up there on his filthy bed...

But what happened was unexpected. His voice became different. Sweeter but full of replenishment, it looked like... Tae?

"Sorry Y/N... sorry my princess..." and a tear fell from his eyes and wet my cheek. I was tied down on my stomach and I couldn’t turn around to see his face. Was he really repenting after doing this to me with unheard of cruelty? Why had he softened up all of a sudden? And why had he called me before... princess? It was the nickname with which Tae spoke to me...

He got up from me and he got dressed in a short time. I could then hear his steps away and in the distance a door slammed violently. Was he really leaving? Was he really leaving me like this?

But then the old lady came and opened the door and untied me and then left again. Had V told her to make me free?

I lay there for a few minutes. I had been raped? If this is a dream... wake me up... please...

I got up and I could feel all V’s cum dripping from my intimacy all over my leg...

I slowly dressed myself and I grabbed my phone, dialed the number and as soon as Jungkook’s voice was heard on the other side of the phone line, I burst into tears...

"Jungkook... come here to Sinchon... please... I need you...help me..."

[jeks-tgs]

For what it's worth I'd love to read anything you write for ur A/B/O AU! I really agree w ur view on it and finding fics that have that concept that world-build rather than JUST being raunchy & fetish-y is so rare.

I'm finally answering this it's been so long I'm so sorry BUT!! Firstly, thank you, it means alot to me! Secondly, would some backstory exposition count as writing for my ABO AU? /j

Content Warning: Discussions of non-con, trafficking, dog-fighting (but with humans), abuse (physical and sexual), child abuse, and pedophilia. This is a very dark AU that tackles alot of heavy topics, with the main themes being about trauma, mental health, discrimination, and consent. Please don't read anything under the tags 'Jeks ABO AU' or 'Two Makes A Mischief AU' if darker stories could possibly harm you. Stay safe.

So, for my AU I wanted to tackle a lot of heavier topics, and part of that is shown in Jekyll and Hyde's backstory. See, having Jekyll have so many secrets in this AU already, throwing Hyde on top of it all seemed too much. Instead, I made them close friends with a shared traumatic childhood. They were both born in a brothel/fighting ring in Glasgow, belonging to the company The Red Rat. Part of the business revolves around the trafficking and breeding of Omegas, for pleasure, and Betas, for entertainment.

Hyde was bred in the fighting litters, born to a Beta mother and Beta father. He was the runt of his litter, and surprisingly an Omega, but his rough characteristics and personality kept him in the rings rather than being brought to the brothel segment of the building. He quickly gained infamy amongst those who bet on the fights for his temper and ability to survive in the rings. He was referred to as 'Red' due to how bloodied his throat often got during matches.

Jekyll was born to an Omega mother and Alpha father, one of the rich men from London who frequently visited the brothel and paid extra in order to actually sire a litter. Jekyll was the only Omega in the litter, and was seperated from his mother shortly after, being cared for by the Spider's, the owner of the Red Rat, Beta staff. Most often, the Red Rat held the policy that an Omega was off limits until their first heat, but Spider saw Henry as 'the perfect Omega' since he matched Spider's personal prefences, and Spider abused him when he was very young. He was given the derogatory name 'Easy' because he 'didn't put up much of a fight'.

The two met when Hyde managed to sneak into the brothel in an attempt to get actual food rather than moldy scraps, and ran into Jekyll, trying to get some food as well. The two continued to meet in secret, becoming close friends. One day, during one of their meetings, a rival brothel company/gang broke in. During the chaos that ensued, Hyde grabbed Jekyll and made a break for it. The two proceeded to live as street urchins for a long time, stealing to survive and hiding their scents as best they could. Hyde managed to pass himself off as a Beta due to his scent being rather earthy, not common in Omegas, but Jekyll's peppermint scent made it so he had to spend most of his time hiding, relying on Hyde to bring him food.

As time went on, Hyde set up a bit of a barter system with some local school children around their age, giving them stolen goodies or fighting their bullies in exchange for learning what they were taught and textbooks, which he then taught to Jekyll. This continued until the school teacher learnt from her students about the odd little boy, and she followed him to where he and Jekyll lived in a broken down pub. She started leaving food and clothes for them, and eventually set a trap feral kitten style to get both boys to her home to take care of them.

She, being an Omega herself, understood how hard it was for both of them, and helped as best she could to cover Jekyll's scent better, actually using a peppermint cologne to make his scent seem false. While Jekyll took her last name eventually, Hyde chose his own last name, partially because he didn't want the Omega who'd raised them to be connected to him legally in case he got arrested, but also because he and Jekyll had a pretty strong 'we're not dating but yeah we are' kinda relationship at that point and neither wanted to be adopted siblings because gross. (Though both did accept the first names she gave them to replace their Rat-given names.)

Hyde's time in the rings had left him not knowing how to interact with others, being more prone to lashing out when feeling threatened. Hyde suffers from reactive aggression, which is an actual diagnosis in humans, as I've recently found out, though more commonly you might hear it being used for reactive dogs. Jekyll, on the other hand, has a made up disorder called Feral Omega Disorder, as well as Sporatic Heat Syndrome. His years of physical and sexual abuse, especially before his first heat, has left his 'Omega state' (one's Status-driven mindset, influenced by instinct over logic) more 'feral' and animalistic in nature, and his body suffers from sporatic, intense heats spaced farther apart rather than regular, normal heats.

Jekyll and Hyde both went to the same college in London under the guise of being Betas, though much to their distress Jekyll was roomed with an Alpha, Robert Lanyon. The two became close friends though, and after graduating formed the Society, with Hyde working alongside Jekyll as his personal assistant. Sadly, during college Jekyll had become involved an abusive Alpha named Morcant, would one day vanish on a 'business trip', only to return nine months later at Hyde's house in the dead of night, shaking and terrified and holding four little pups in his arms, which is where the actual story begins.

[guardmesherlock-rowan]

The first Halloween on this blog I wrote about a Secret Monster AU, inspired by their Fangs of Sorrow.  The rest of the year the are able to hide what they are from the world using potions, but on Halloween they have to go without and are their true monster selves.  I wanted to share what I thought they would be - Monster wise.  

This is the final part about what they would be in my Secret Monster AU, this is with Original Character Love Interests I thought would have been good characters in GMS, as well as my take on the ‘Irene’ werecat character.

Secret Monster AU (part 5, final part)

‘Irene’ 

Oddly enough, while I prefer my alternative Irene as ‘Irene’ isn’t her real name, she just prefers to keep it like that to mess with James and Sherlock.  When I tried to think of a different monster she would be I came up short, none of the other options fit her well, and I decided it would be fun to keep her a werecat.  One that uses her shapeshifting to her benefit as often as possible.  Only having the potion in weaker doses so it’s effects don’t last as long.  She would tease you about her being a werecat as soon as possible, leaving you hints, trying to get you to catch her changing.  

Erik Leroux

Erik is mysterious enough as is, but he also seems to have a sixth sense when something bad is going to happen and put someone’s life in danger.  Though if he does anything about it is an entirely different matter.  However he has a habit of appearing out of nowhere and making sure you stay safe.  He loves listening to you sing, but is very careful about singing for you. 

Victor Frankenstein

It is not very creative but I will leave Victor Frankenstein a mad scientist, like Henry Jekyll combining science with magic.  Though it would more be him trying to add magic into the science he is working with.  I could see him finding some of Henry Jekyll’s notes and trying to recreate the experiments, despite no magical talents.

Adam Frankenstein

Like Edward he is someone brought back from the dead, but he has even less memories than Edward has.   

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[bansheeoftheforest]

TGS AU Masterlist

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As I’m pretty much retiring from the fandom at the moment, I’m “spring cleaning” my blog to make it neater and more accessible to things outside of that fandom. So, here will all my The Glass Scientists aus be! Every single one! This is a lot!!

My au content can be found under the general tag #Banshees Au or under #[Insert AU name] AU (for example, #Ghost Au). 

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Irrbloss Au

My first AU! Jekyll and Zosi decides to leave the Society after the Exhibition is through as Jekyll doesn’t feel welcome anymore. He lies and says he is going on an expedition to Scotland to gather alchemical ingredients but is, in reality, planning to disappear and never return. Jekyll and Zosi travel through the woods of Scotland and accidentally enter into an alternate reality after entering a fairy gate, leaving them helplessly lost in the woods of ancient nightmares.

[Irrbloss Au masterpost / Concept Art] Fake Kidnapping AU 

Jekyll feels trapped and helpless as they are forced to postpone the Exhibition since the Lodgers refuse to participate. His mental health crumbles and Hyde takes advantage of him, planting the idea of faking his own kidnapping to get away from everything. Due to his weak mental state, Jekyll does not push the idea away, and goes through with the plan while struggling with his concept of identity and morals. Note: This one has actually gotten a fanfic with the prologue linked right here!

[Original post / Character concept art / Art for Chap.2 / Prologue]

☆Amnesia Kidnapping Au 

Another one that was first brought up/made by Percy! Playing off of my fake kidnapping au, Henry actually gets kidnapped. Injured and disoriented, he manages to flee from his kidnappers and is found wandering the streets by a man named Mr. O’Leary, who immediately takes him in and helps him. Having gotten amnesia due to the injuries, Henry doesn’t know who he is or where he is from, not even remembering where he was running away from, so Mr. O’Leary gives him the name Thomas and takes care of him in hopes of being able to find his origin and home. The more time the passes, however, Mr. O’Leary realizes that there is more to Thomas than meets the eye, and that Thomas gets plagued by horrible hallucinations and nightmares. Thinking Thomas is an escaped asylum patient, Mr. O’Leary does everything he can to protect him.

Branches for this au includes; Transfem!Jekyll getting to live out her best life thanks to Mr. O’Leary, Young!Jekyll crossover where Henry accidentally turns into a kid prior to his kidnapping, Henry fleeing from Mr. O’Leary’s home after an outburst to either be found by the Lodgers or die in an alleyway due to the cold-- a segue into the Ghost!Jekyll au, a crossover with the Moreau’s Revenge au where Moreau was the one to kidnap Henry.

[Original post / Mini Fic]

☆ Ghost Au 

Jekyll gets killed and his body is dumped in a tucked-away alleyway sometime before the Exhibition starts but gets stuck in limbo as a ghost due to his painful death, his unfinished business with the Exhibition, and the HJ7. He quickly realizes that the Lodgers don’t care that he is missing as his body is left to rot, and therefore decides to take revenge on the Lodgers for everything they have done to him by being the biggest asshole he possibly could be.

Branches for this au includes; Jekyll having amnesia from his painful death, him and Hyde splitting and becoming separate ghosts, Jekyll accidentally dying outside in the cold London winter without being found until spring, him hiding his ghost state by only attending masquerades and haunting his old friends/love interests, Henry not realizing that he is dead at all, Henry realizing that he is dead but not giving a shit because he has work to do, Henry possessing his body/corpse/skeleton and going on about his day, Henry accidentally creating a ghost mafia because weaker spirits cling to him, crossover with the Family au, Henry dying as a kid and being adopted by Maijabi, Henry dying as a kid and haunting the Society and befriending Lanyon’s young nephew.

[Original post / Discussion post / Young!Jekyll Branch / Mini Fic / Ramble post / DTIYS 1/ DTIYS 2]

Young!Jekyll Au 

Idea was brought up by my beloved anon Percy/ @/perception-of-deception, an au where a failed lab experiment accidentally turns Henry back into his pre- or teen age, to which the Lodgers have to figure out how to take care of a child in combination of hiding him from his friends and trying to reverse the age regression. 

Branches for this au includes; Hyde convincing Young!Jekyll to take the HJ7 and accidentally turning Hyde into a kid too, Trans!Jekyll turning into the age of pre-transition, Jekyll remaining in the same age but losing all of his memories and only keeping those from his childhood, general amnesia branch where he loses his memories regardless, and crossovers between the Feral, Mafia, Amnesia Kidnapping (+Poison), Family, and Catshifter aus.

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☆Syndicate Crossover Au 

Technically my own idea for once! The Frye Twins come to London in 1885 instead of 1863 (but keep their canonical ages, so the timelines match up) and start their work to liberate London from the Templars. Meanwhile, they soon find themselves in an unlikely alliance with one Dr. Henry Jekyll.

Branches for this au includes; the Frye twins needing help to develop specific potions so they recruit Henry on the promise that they will pay him well and make sure he won’t get tracked down, Henry being forced to work for the Templars but happily joining the rooks after his brothers (Kent and Raphael Jekyll-- actual NPCs and enemies in the game) are killed by the Twins, Hyde joining the rooks and the Twins eventually meeting Henry, Henry being kidnapped and saved by assassins as a child and eagerly wanting to join the organisation / the rooks later on in life, Henry having a drunken one-night-stand with Jacob and joining the Assassin’s after waking up in the train, crossovers with the Gang and Mafia aus where Henry meet the twins during gang fights, general crossovers with the Catshifter and Feral au.

[Original post / First discussion / Ramble post / Templar!Henry]

☆ Gang Au 

Au idea originally brought up by Thejeksburyguy! Henry ends up accidentally creating a gang of street ruffians and criminals after subconsciously helping so many people on the street. The people he helps start idolizing him and crowns him their gang leader. Henry has no idea what’s happening until his rivals suddenly start dropping dead and the same people ends up on his doorstep in need of patching up. Once he realizes what’s going on, he fully embraces the role as gang leader, gets a mask, and starts going to town on his rivals together with his gang.

Branches for this au includes: Henry teaming up with Lucy to do heists and robberies, Transfem!Jekyll joining Lucy’s gang, Transmasc!Jekyll having been in the Scotland Division for the Forty Elephants as a kid and therefore knows how to handle a gang.

[Original post / Transfem!Jekyll / Transmasc!Jekyll]

☆ Catshifter Au 

Jekyll is a catshifter; a mythological and supernatural creature who can turn into cats at will. As the Lodgers immediately adopt the “stray” cats that roams around the Society, Henry’s attempts to hide his catty nature only gets harder and harder. When the Lodgers adopt the cream colored moggy cat that steals their food and causes ruckus at every turn, Henry can’t say that it comes as a surprise when his friends name the highlander “Jekyll Jr.” and the moggy “Hyde Jr.”, especially so as the Lodgers desperately try to keep both cats hidden from their founder.

Branches for this au includes; Jekyll/Hyde having wobbly cat syndrome and Henry needing a cane in human form, Griffin being a catshifter as well (often used in the Jekffin route), Henry marrying Emma and the two of them having a whole litter of babies, Henry’s entire family being catshifters, a crossover with the Mafia au (called and tagged as Meowfia au) where Henry was a part of a catshifter Mafia back in Glasgow.

[Original post / Wobbly Cat Syndrome / Griffin Catshifter / Jemma]

Mafia au 

Henry is raised into a mafia clan from birth, where his entire family is part of a Scottish mafia. Agile, strong, quick, and incredibly resiliant, Henry has a lot of scars and weapons on his person that he hides. After a last heist, he decides he wants to go to London and get a doctorate, therefore leaving his criminal past... Somewhat... Behind.

Branches for this au includes; Henry teaming up with Queen Lucy and later joining her polycule (tagged as Four-tea ele-gents or Lucy x Henry x Patrin x Elise), crossover with the Catshifter au (called and tagged as Meowfia au) where Henry’s gang is a clan of catshifters, a general crossover with the Family au as his entire family is in the mafia, a crossover with the Young!Jekyll au where Henry wakes up thinking he got caught by a rivaling mafia, a general crossover with the Syndicate, Poison, Gang au where a lot of plotpoint overlaps.

[Original post] Selkie Au

Jekyll is a selkie who some how ends up in an actual healthy and consensual relationship with his love interest. Also Hyde has no idea of how to keep track of their coat. 

Branches for this au includes; Henry’s love interest working at or near a lighthouse-- creating a Selkie x Lighthouse keeper trope, Robert coming from a family of seafarers and getting the lighthouse post to avoid them, Brokenshire accidentally ripping off Hyde’s furcoat when in a chase only for Dr. Henry Jekyll to end up on his doorstep begging for it back a few days later, Emma and Henry getting married off and Emma suddenly finding a seal in the house, Griffin accidentally walking in on Henry changing from seal to human and swearing to secrecy on the promise that he tells him cool ocean facts so he can piss off Helsby.

[Original post / Jekshire / Jemma / Jekffin] Feral Au 

The HJ7 messes with Henry’s primal instincts, ergo making him turn feral when he is especially stressed or get those classic urges, such as biting on a pencil when trying to do paperwork. Henry becomes the local Cryptid of the Society, and what with his poofy hair, claws, dilated cat eyes, and the way he seemingly can’t walk on two legs or opens doors when feral, the Lodgers quickly take a liking to his cat like, feral state.

Branches for this au includes; Henry acting and looking catlike, Henry acting and looking rabbitlike, a crossover with the Moreau’s Revenge Au in which Henry turns feral in a specific consequence from the happenings of that au, Henry never having turned feral because of an experiment-- He Is Just Like That.

[Original post / Feral-unferal post]

Moreau’s Revenge Au 

Moreau escapes Bethlam and kidnaps Henry in revenge. While in his custody, Henry is forced to withstand incredible physical and psychological torture, as well as being used as a labrat by the madman until he is found and rescued.

Branches for this au Includes; Henry having incredible trauma after his kidnapping without the Lodgers realizing until Hyde physically forces them to help Henry, Henry becoming feral as a result from experiments or general abuse, Henry having amnesia and Stockholm Syndrome for Moreau-- thinking that Moreau only tried to help him and that the Lodgers are the bad ones, Moreau using Henry as a live experiment for trying to figure out Frankenstein’s secrets to Creature-- therefore leaving Henry with a myriad of scars.

[Original post / Ramble post]

Crushing Au

Literally every character in TGS has a crush on Jekyll. Every Lodger, main character, side character, background character, villains, etc. Literally everyone. Henry is incredibly oblivious and does not realize that everyone is fighting for his courtship.

Branches for this au includes; Henry being aro/ace and therefore not ending up in a relationship with anyone, the Lodgers tricking Henry into some sort of The Bachelor game so they can try to win his affection, Henry ending up with multiple partners, the Lodgers never “abandoning” Henry for Frankenstein because they all have a crush on him, Henry ending up being together with everyone.

[Original post]

☆Poison Au

Knowing that the HJ7 will be highly toxic, Henry microdozes on poison to build up his immunity, either by taking small dozes of general poisons in a wide rage of deadliness or by the earlier experiments becoming more and more poisonous the further the experiments went, resulting to him being immune to most poisons by the time he regularly uses the HJ7. However, due to his immunity to drugs and poisons, caffeine and alcohol no longer has an affect on him. To combat this, Henry starts finding and developing poisons that can give him drunk and give him energy boosts, going to the point where Henry basically only drinks poison.

Branches for this au includes; Henry befriending Jasper’s extremely venomous creatures whose venom merely is a sleeping drug for him, someone trying to poison Henry during a banquet but Henry being immune, crossover with the Catshifter au where the Lodgers constantly fret about him eating poisonous things, crossover with the Mafia au where he is immune to poison because of Mafia training, the Lodgers constantly trying to steal his food and accidentally poisoning themselves.

[Original Post / Creature ask]

Utterly Sick Au

Utterson exists! Having been out of the country for many years, Utterson suddenly returns to London and wants to spend a lot of time with his old friends, Henry and Robert. Unaware of the true intent of his visit, Hyde is soon the one to realize that Gabriel did not come back simply because he missed his friends. Knowing that he was plagued by a deadly disease and only had a few more months to live, Gabriel travelled back to London to spend his last months with his best friends. Once Henry and Robert realize what’s going on, they scram to find a cure to save their best friend.

Branches for this au includes; Enfield having died a bit before Utterson’s own health deteriorates and Gabriel blaming himself for it-- hallucinating Enfield’s death over and over again when his health gets as worse, a crossover with the Crushing au where the Lodgers all decide to try to help Henry cure Utterson in hopes of him falling for them. Everything containing Utterson will be tagged with this au.

[Original post / Enfield’s death / Crushing Au / Fanart comic (P. 1)]

Family au 

Henry has a big and loving family whom he keeps strong contact with, even after fifteen years in London. Once his family comes on a surprise visit, the Lodgers learn a few new things about Henry; he is Scottish, and his family have a strong hatred for anything and everything English. Mainly used as an excuse to have Henry speaking in Gaelic and his Scottish dialect, this au goes hand in hand with the typical family fluff expected from these aus. Note that this au has nothing to do with my first set of OCs.

Current family member includes: Henry’s parents, although gender and characters changes a lot. Henry’s siblings: Lilith & Blair, 45 years old (twin sisters) Freyja, 44 years old. Ian & Angus, 43 years old (twin brothers) Isla, 42 years old. Peigi, 41 years old.

Branches for this au includes; One of Henry’s parents being Ernest Frankenstein, crossovers the Mafia au, Meowfia au, Catshifter au, Utterly Sick au, Resurrection au, and Ghost au.

[Original post / Ernest post / Fanart of Henry’s parents]

Hallucination au 

A dangerous gasleak or experiment gone wrong leaves the entire Society wildly hallucinating the same army of nightmares that Henry deals with. As Henry is the only one that can act normal, the Lodgers don’t realize that he, too, can see hallucinations.

Branches for this au includes; Henry and the Lodgers being able to see the same hallucinations-- therefore making the Lodgers able to see Hyde when Henry is in control and vice versa, Henry only realizing that the others have hallucinations by the time one of his friends break down.

[Original post]

☆ We’ll Meet Again au 

Henry suffers a head injury after an accident, leaving him with amnesia and short term memory loss. Unable to remember things for longer than a moment, the Lodgers starts fearing for the worst regarding their leader, however, they quickly notice that nothing seem to be able to beat Henry’s mood. Unable to remember all the bad things that have happened to him, Henry turns into an overly optimistic and happy guy who gets incredibly excited to know that he has so many talented friends!

[Original post / Eddies Memes 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5]

☆ Summoner au 

Henry has a deal with an eldritch horror which grants him powers beyond mortal imagination. He uses these powers and connections to set up the Society without having to worry about money or opponents, and if he just so happens to get a cult mafia that worships him like a god, that’s just a bonus. This au is based on the music video to Cirque by Sub Urban.

  Branches for this au includes; Henry and his patron having somewhat of a sugar-daddy kind of relationship, Henry’s patron basically adopting Henry and makes him his heir (the Dadritch branch), Henry being a full eldritch god in disguise, crossover with the Feral Au where Henry’s eldritch powers makes him have an incredibly big appetite-- and not soothing it makes him go hungry-feral, the Lodgers finding out that Henry has eldritch connections but thinking that he is possessed-- leading to them exorcising him and cutting him off of his patron and his influence, Baby Henry having been sacrificed to Dadritch by cultists which made him get adopted by him (leaving his actual body behind in a coma while Dadritch makes a new vessel for Henry’s spirit, continuing to the branch where the Lodgers cut Henry off from Dadritch which miraculously makes him wake up in his old body back in Scotland, thinking the last 30 years was just a dream), Henry’s mother being a consort/high priestess of Dadritch.

[Original post / Concept Art]

 Huldra au 

Henry is a swedish Huldra! A huldra (or Skogsrå) is a mythological creature similar to fae or land sirens. They are mostly seductresses with beautiful appearance, strange knowledge about the forest, the ability to grant luck or misfortune to those who cross them, but their true nature is also given away by a hollow back, a tail, and cloven feet. For this au, Henry is either A) a male huldra which is very rare, or B) FtM, regardless of whether it is he is the son born out of a huldra and her human lover, most of this au involves Henry still living in the human world and starting the Society.

[Original post]

Plant!Jekyll au 

Henry is actually some sort of bewitched plant all along! Based on all of my incorrect quotes/chatposts where Henry longs to be a plant, Henry is just a gangle of plants under a spell to make him look HumanTM, granting him with the lack of need for food and sleep. Now, if Jasper’s critters just so happen to make a nest in the hollow bark of his stomach, that’s not his problem.

Branches for this au includes; Crossover with Summoner Au where Henry is an eldritch horror and ergo half plant, Henry accidentally making himself into half-plant due to an experiment.

[Original post]

Witch au

Henry is the reincarnation of a (female) witch burnt at the stake a few hundred years prior, and with the full memory of his previous life, Henry brings his past life into his new one by practicing witchcraft. This includes casting protection spells on the Lodgers to keep them from getting hurt, collecting herbs to help with his alchemy, taking Zosi on broom trips around the city, having dances with the devil together with his Witch Coven, adopting Creature as his witch apprentice, and just being a general Enby Legend.

[Original post]

☆ Werewolf au

Morcant ends up biting and infecting Henry with Lycanthropy during his two week vacation to her forest. As romantically connected werewolves -together with the spread of the Lycan virus- they are spiritually connected, and ergo continue their relationship for a lot longer than in canon. As Henry’s body struggle with being infected by the ancient type of lycanthropy, he becomes chronically ill and hides his condition to those around him for years, the HJ7 being an early experiment of wolfsbane potion.

Branches for this au includes; Henry and Morcant staying in a relationship in secret all the way up to the current timeline of TGS and them getting a kid together, Henry and Morcant being forced to split up (making Henry shippable with other characters), Henry getting so ill he almost dies and has to live with Morcant in the ancient forest.

[Original post]

☆ Murder ‘’Mystery’’ au 

[TW Gore, animal abuse, murder] 

The Society gets snowed in during a harsh winter and, unable to leave the building, they start to get on each other’s nerves. Henry-- already having a hard time to deal with them while having the option to leave the building-- can’t take it anymore. He takes out his frustration on small critters he find around the Society, leaving the Lodgers to find the bodies in the morning, thinking that an animal is running havoc... Up until an unfortunate Lodger crosses Henry’s path one night, and meet their unfortunate end. The Lodgers are trapped with a murderer, unable to trust anyone.

Branches for this au includes; The Lodgers quickly realizing that Henry is the murderer but still being outsmarted by him, no one knowing that Henry is the murderer and turning on each other (murdering each other), Henry faking his death to make it seem like he was “innocent”, the clean route where Henry hides the bodies and breaks them down into wine or acids which makes it seem like the Lodgers just “disappeared”, Henry being murdered by the last living Lodger, a Lodger becoming a copy-cat killer or helping Henry with his murders (ship route). 

[Original post]

Demon au 

[TW heavily religious themes, gore, horror] 

Henry gets possessed by a demon as a child and gets exorcised by a priest. The demon didn’t get destroyed and now follows him through his whole life, causing Henry to collect a lot of holy relics and having crosses around him to stay safe. One the stress with the Society and Hyde causes him to hallucinate, the demon begins to fight for possession again, worsening Henry’s paranoia to the point where the Lodgers start noticing that he is acting... Weird.

Branches for this au includes;Henry going insane because of the demon which leads into the murder mystery au, the demon killing Henry which leads into the ghost au, Henry’s parents abandoning him once he gets possessed which makes him adopted by Dadritch in the summoner au, Henry being open about being possessed by a demon but Frankenstein misunderstands and thinks he made his own Creature

[Original Post]

Everyone knows au 

Everyone knows that Henry and Hyde are the same person, and instead hold bets on how and when Henry will confess it to them, leading to them being increasingly frustrated when Henry tippy-toes on revealing the truth only to pull back.

[Original post]

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Retired AUs

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Time Loop Au 

After the Exhibition is a failure, Henry wakes up on the day when he met Jasper. Realizing he just travelled back in time by having all happenings matching up to his “dream”, Henry does everything in his power to not meet Frankenstein, to set everything right, and to make sure the Lodgers don’t think he is a psychic.

Branches for this au includes; Henry managing to fix everything from the beginning and make everything right, Henry failing over and over and having to relive the time loop until he manages to fix everything and having constant paranoia, some Lodgers also being stuck in the time loop but neither them nor Henry knowing about the others.

[Original post]

Pirate au 

Henry’s family were a bunch of pirates and Henry grew up on ships since he was a baby, but similarly to the Mafia au, grows up and decides that he, for some reason, wants a doctorate and starts the Society.

Branches for this au includes; Henry being the lovechild of a siren and a pirate (or just a sailor, i.e Ernest).

[Original post]

Resurrection Au 

Yet another Bancy au! Helsby accidentally murders Henry during an argument and in panic, he and the rest of the Lodgers beg Frankenstein to revive him in hopes of reversing and being able to forget about the whole thing. Henry is not happy to be robbed of a peaceful death, and therefore is just as much of an asshole as he is in the ghost au.

Branches for this au includes; Henry not realizing that he is dead and merely thinks he got a nasty hit to the head, the revival messing with their soul so Hyde becomes more of a ghost rather than share the body with Jekyll, a crossover with the Family au where Henry’s family come on a visit only to find Henry practically a zombie.

[Original post]

An Ernest Resurrection au 

A crossover between the Family Au (specifically with the branch of Ernest being Henry’s parent) and the Resurrection au. Ernest hears that Frankenstein is at the Society and rushes to London to make sure to keep their son safe, only to find Henry acting... Weird and off, soon they learns that Henry died and Frankenstein had the audacity to revive him. Trauma all around.

[Original post]

Modern Time loop au 

My attempt at Modern au! Everything is the same except set in the modern times, whereas the Dr. Henry Jekyll from the original novella is Modern!Henry’s great great something grandfather. Obsessed with science, Henry unknowingly follows in his predecessor's footsteps while simultaneously trying to understand what happened to him. Henry goes to university, meets Lanyon, starts the Society, and everything goes exactly like it goes in the main comic, except Henry never creates Hyde but got the HJ7 gene past down from his predecessor.

Branches for this au includes; Frankenstein being the original Frankenstein but revived by the Creature, Frankenstein being a descendant of the original Frankenstein (or Ernest specifically) and tries to create their own creature-- either managing or getting put in their place by the original creature before they manage.

[Original post]

Time Traveller au

A timetraveller travels back in time to solve the Dr. Henry Jekyll mystery, as the doctor disappeared not long after the Exhibition with only the body of Edward Hyde being found in his office (/the events of the actual book). Once the Lodgers realize their new scientist friend’s real mission, they do everything in their power to make sure that Henry won’t disappear.

Branches for this au includes; The time traveller being the Time Traveller by H. G Wells.

[Original post]

Fox and Hound au 

Originally conjured up by a dream I had, Henry is a fox and Robert is a purebred hunting hound. Newly orphaned, Mr. and Mrs. Lanyon-- Robert’s owners-- take in the baby fox they found on their doorstep, and Robert decides to take his new friend under his metaphorical wing. However, as Henry struggles to remain the perfectly tame pet that the Lanyons and Robert expects him to be, repeat encounters with Hyde the fox and Morcant the wolf makes Henry struggle between what he is and what people want him to be.

[Original post / Idea post]

Unsolved au: 

Shane and Ryan somehow ends up in the TGS universe.

Branches for this au includes; Shane and Ryan being the time travellers solving unsolved mysterious and ergo tries to solve Henry’s, Shane and Ryan investigating the Society in the Ghost Jekyll au-- either in 1885 or in modern times.

[Time Traveller Au]

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Masterlist - Dio Brando

From oldest to newest

Red, Red Rose

Under a Willow Tree

Let’s be Friends

Something they Had

A Simple Dance

A Flower in a Dead Field

Revision Session - Modern AU

Christmas Gift

Relaxing

From Another Life

Getting Ready

The New Girl in Town -Yandere

Beauty and the Beast -Songfic

Hellfire -Songfic

I Won’t Say I’m in Love -Songfic

Be Prepared -Songfic

Father Figure -Child reader

The Less I Know, the Better -Songfic

A Dream’s Scars

I Love You

The Vampire’s Demon -Demon reader

A Place to Escape

The More I Know, the Better

The Favourite

The Fallen -Fallen Angel reader

Under the Mistletoe

Ticklish?

Doodles on Skin -Soulmate AU

Guardian Angel -Guardian Angel reader

Nothing to be Ashamed about - Male reader

School Drama - Modern AU

A World that Never Happened -Reverse Role AU

A Moment Together -Male reader

A Monster’ Secret Side -Child reader

His Sunlight -Child reader

Get Some Rest

Jealousy

Caretaker

Surprising Trait

Special to Him

Blind Love - Blind reader

No Control -Demon reader

Modern Life -Modern AU

Chess Match -Male reader

New Year

Not Just a Pretty Face

Like Father, Like Son -Child reader

Something He Didn’t Deserve

His Little Girl -Child reader

When He Sees Red

Another Love

The Battle is Won

Hidden Lives

666 Follower Special

The Red Cloak

His Bride

Loved and Lost

Nothing but a Nightmare

Unlikeliest of Friends -Child reader

Taste of Freedom

The Brando Brothers -Male reader

Two Souls and Tattoos -Soulmate AU

Light and Darkness

Blinded Love - Blind reader

Just a Fever

Eye-Shadow

Blood Brothers -Male reader

The Next Generation -Child reader

Melting Ice

Hide ‘n’ Seek

Fearless or Foolish?

Love for a Doll

Learning to Dance

Dad’s Worst Nightmare -Child reader

Deja Vu

Dragon’s Lair -Dragon AU

Childhood Friends

Those Three Words

Rugby Match

Cold, Piercing Eyes - Vampire reader

Rough Fingerprints

Time has Stopped 

Don’t Walk Away

Valentine’s Day

An Adopted Brother’s Job - AU

A Bride to Be

Eyes of heaven - Heaven Ascended Dio

Counting Stars- Songfic, Heaven Ascended Dio

Not Who He Seems

Babysitting the Grandson - AU

A God’s Love - Heaven Ascended Dio

Love to Hate

Stolen Sight - Blind, brother reader

Chains of Love - Yandere

Child of Woe - Son reader

Caged Love - Blind brother reader, part two of Stolen Sight

A Story to Tell 

Wherever he Shall Go 

1,000 Follower Special - NSFW

A Night Together

First Words - Child reader

A Few Thoughts - Gender-neutral reader

Coercive Persuasion - Kakyoin’s sister reader

Got What You Wanted, Lost What You Had - Demon reader

Just Like Him - Mudad

The Figure in the Dark - Mudad

Disagreement - Mudad

Growing Up - Mudad

Permanent Support - Fairy reader

Confused Desires

Acts of Charity

A Rare Smile - Mudad

A Light’s Darkness - Jekyll and Hyde AU

After the End - Heaven Ascended Dio

Bad Romance - Yandere Dio, Songfic

The World

Temptation

Secret Friends - Mermaid AU

Classmates - Yandere 

His Dark Queen 

Babysitting 

Infinity - Heaven Ascended Dio/ Songfic

Within You - Heaven ascended Dio/Songfic

Undisclosed Desires - Songfic

You Will Be OK - Mudad/songfic

A Beast’s Beauty

Christmas Party - Modern AU/Mudad

A New Chapter 

Autophobia 

Blood of God - Granddaughter reader/Heaven ascended Dio

Fortune-Telling - Soothsayer reader

Headache

Predicament - Vampire child AU

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hold on, let go, love me || an sos: madness playlist

killing butterflies - lewis blissett (fenly. wings / hearts / some things are meant to be torn apart / faith / hope / some things are meant to be gone broke)

this little girl - cady groves (abigail. every girl is capable of murder / so watch out you don’t push me any further)

control - halsey (silena. i sat alone in bed till the morning / i’m crying they’re coming for me / and i tried to hold these secrets inside me / my mind’s like a deadly disease)

what i’ve done - linkin park (jude. for what i’ve done / i start again / and whatever pain may come / today this ends)

under my skin - jukebox the ghost (emmett. i wish you were dead babe i wish you were dead / i can fit two i can fit two / i can fit two people under my skin)

confrontation - jekyll and hyde the musical (facing their demons. all that you are is the end of a nightmare / all that you are is a dying scream)

where i want to be - chess the musical (in the desert. emmett’s “mistake”. running for my life / and never looking back / in case there’s someone / right behind to shoot me down / and say he always knew i’d fall)

hide and seek - lizz robinett (exploring the subbasement. where is it you’ve gone to? / do you think you’ve won? / our game of hide and seek has just begun)

killer in the mirror - set it off (familiar faces, unfamiliar crimes: abigail’s father. tell me that i’m cutthroat / i think you got your eyes closed / feel the fear and swallow back the tears / there’s nobody but me here / the killer in the mirror)

sarcasm - get scared (secrets come to light: the escape room, fenly’s ex. don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts / if this is love i don’t wanna be loved)

for your entertainment - adam lambert (bonus ivan as the storyteller. baby i’m in control / take the pain / take the pleasure / i’m the master of both / close your eyes / not your mind / let me into your soul)

panic room - au/ra (running running running. opening the portal. jude’s anxiety. the silence is so loud / the lights spark and flicker / with monsters much bigger / than i can control now)

hymn for the missing - red (bittersweet second chances. silena mourns. where are you now / are you lost / will i find you again / are you alone / are you afraid / are you searching for me)

heaven knows - the pretty reckless (it’s all damned from the start, really. oh oh heaven knows / we belong way down below)

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My Aus 🐺 (I make them in a week and never look at them again <3)

You'll see some have a link called [Main au post] the linked post will share most of the important information, its simply there if you dont want to browse the whole tag for that au

-The Wolf Apple Werewolf: Werewolf au, Jekyll accidentally turned himself into a maned wolf werewolf while trying to make his soul splitting potion. Jekyll hides the fact the he's a werewolf but Hyde doesn't [main au post here] I've been meaning to rewrite it, but eh

Hyde is a Falkland Island wolf, and considering that A: That wolf became extinct 1876 and B: he's a werewolf. There'd definitely be a bit more danger for him at blackfog

(made in collaboration with @ angstspawn25 )

There is a one off au of this, The Wolf Apple Puppy

-Feather Fin au: Siren au! Jekyll is a shapeshifting siren called a Feather Fin, one day he decides to leave the ocean and get a doctorate, somehow this works [main au post here]

Admittedly, I like branches and other versions of this au more than what's here

-Zombie Jekyll au: After Jekyll has his panic at the party he walks home alone and Moreau's creatures kill him. Very sad and tragic probably but really I made this so Jekyll and Zosi could be zombie buddies [main au post here] [reference sheet here]

(Important note!: If you're here from iiredgm's fic on ao3, "Rotten On The Inside (And Outside)" that fic actually differs from what's canon in the au!)

This au has a very strong branch! The "Jekyll hides he's dead au" [main au post here]

-Tgs Fantasy Au: Fantasy au, with story? Probably? Its what I call a daydream au because I can never choose a version of it to stick with. Jekyll is a spider monster with anxiety [Main au posts here and here]

-Dr. John Caught: Fusion au! Again another daydream au [main au post here]

-Porcelain Jekyll Au: You're at the Party by Lemon Demon [main au post here] [design reference here]

-Daylight trio: Oh I guess this is technically an au huh? It's the ship of Jekyll × The Couple [main post here]

-Jekyll with a mustache au: I edit mustaches onto panels of Jekyll from the comic [Main posts here and here]

-Princess Tutu au: Based on the "Princess Tutu" anime, due to how the different pt and tgs are there is no set story for this, mostly fun designs and screenshot redraws [design reference here]

(Important note!: [tumblr] really sucks so my original tag for this, "Princess Tutu au" would bother the normal princess tutu tag. SO! Any new posts will be tagged "Tutu au" )

However, old posts will not be retagged so check both "Princess Tutu au" and "Tutu au" for all the content

-Immortal (and upset about it) Jekyll au: An unrealized side effect of HJ7 was immortality. 136 years after the events of tgs, Jekyll's hating every second of it. Also he has a motorcycle [main au post here]

-Tgs Theater Au: Dr. Jekyll gets invited to be the star of a new mad scientist play! Which, funnily enough, is pretty much exactly the j&h m*sical from real life [main au post here]

-Vampire!Jekyll au: exactly what it says on the tin. Ah hm, the only posts that really explain this is the unfinished au reblogging, ah. [main au post here]

-Peppermint Rot: a fic im currently writing! Its essentially a ghost au [Chapter 1 here] [Chapter 2 here]

-Skyrim au: Jekyll owns the college of winterhold. That's it. This au doesn't even have a name and no one is helping me with it TwT

-Glassrune au: The Glass Scientists × Deltarune, in progress

(There are also multiple "branches" of these aus and some one off aus! AUs written here are just the "main" aus)

[lifedrake]

Well. I made an au for solely aesthetic purposes and then got way too into it. It’s a god au.

Explanations in the read more because it gets long.

Essentially Jekyll is a trickster god in a world where minor gods are commonplace. I’ve been reading a book lately where they have a dozen minor gods for really ridiculous things like keeping flies out of jam jars or squeezing berries into the eyes of the dead to prevent them finding their way back home so it works like that, which is to say, everyone is a god of something kind of weird and obscure.

Jekyll, known as the Red Rabbit, is the god of keeping rabbits out of gardens. He’s a trickster god but he’s also known for being protective of his “garden” and being one of the more harmless trickster gods. While screwing around pretending to be a human, he met Robert Lanyon, a human. Robert showed him human ways (Although Robert thought he was just interested in the upper class ways) and Jekyll neglected his godly duties to follow around this human.

As a result, his trickster powers built up and manifested themselves as a new god, Edward Hyde. He calls himself the Green Hare but everybody knows he’s really a rabbit. He’s the god of inviting rabbits into rival’s gardens. The pair still inhabit the same body, Hyde is just the physical form of Jekyll’s powers.

Gods splitting themselves into several gods is something that just happens sometimes (I can’t think of any great examples off the top of my head but I know it happens a bunch in mythology.) so everybody knows that the Green Hare is an aspect of the Red Rabbit and are completely chill about it. Nobody, however, knows that Jekyll is the Red Rabbit, including the other gods.

Anyway, Jekyll ends up setting up a society for housing unknown or barely worshipped gods because he was friends with most of them in the past (or, at least, pranked them a lot).

Frankenstein, she who weighs the hearts of the dead (I just really like ancient egyptian mythology, ok?) shows up injured after a fight with the god Moreau (I haven’t decided what Moreau is god of yet.) and everybody fawns on her because she’s the god of the dead and that’s kind of a big deal. Creature is sort of the grim reaper, a creation of hers for taking the souls of the dead to her for weighing.

When she gets to the society, she realizes that she can’t read Jekyll’s heart and, therefore, he’s a god of some sort, potentially a dangerous and evil one if he’s hiding himself the way he is. She’s too injured from Moreau to fight this “threat” directly so she starts using the lodgers both to protect herself and to raise up an army against this new threat, trying to be as subtle as possible so that Jekyll can’t make any sort of move against her without revealing himself.

It’s kind of embarrassing for her when she finds out she was raising an entire army against the bloody rabbit god. The lodgers actually take the reveal better here then they probably will in canon because they’re used to trickster god shenanigans. It’s sort of a reaction of “Really? Again?!” instead of any sort of horror.

Robert and Rachel, the two humans, are the only ones shocked by the revelation.

There are a lot of holes in the plot at the moment (How did the fire happen? Why would Robert think blaming Hyde for the fire, a literal trickster god, would turn out well? What’s the relationship between Jekyll and Hyde? etc.) and I need some godly titles for the lodgers (Preferrably as ridiculous as Jekyll and Hyde’s). This au solely exists so I can draw characters in weird outfits, I really wasn’t prepared for details.

The book I based the godly titles off of is called Fly By Night. Actual gods don’t come into it, just the worship of the gods so this isn’t technically an au of that book but I really recommend it.

And yes. Edward Hyde has a carrot shaped knife.