#me and my afterlife aus man cant get enough

[birdmanbirdplan]

Decided to just upload the pages I have done together, so here’s 1-6 of my modern au sormik comic!

[p1nkwitch]

FLURBY HELLO!! i have decided. to read all of your work. i am simply obsessed with your fics lately so lets hope i can be productive again when im finished. because for now it is just Unproductive Brainrot™. aNyway, yea. i wanted to ask... something i think? er-- yes, basically, are there any that you advice to read before the other? or. idk, really. anyway ahhhhh sorry A out.

First of al hgfkjdd that is so sweet and your comments are awsome and hilarious. Secondly! You may ask whatever you want i am always willing to share my love for Lonelyeyes. So!

Mm, there is not a particular order, most of the stories are self sufficent. However! I do have some that establish stuff that i keep reusing in my fics. Its my own personal Fanfic cinematic universe of references that go across my stories. I also have a few fics that i am awfully fond of.

But if you want that sweet sweet lore...

A mother's love Jonah's mother and his fear of death.

One man's trash is another man's treasure this one is from waaay back when i started writing and it is a soulmate au, however i use some aspects of it regarding the relationship with Peter and Elias. Mainly their first marriage and honeymoon.

One step forward, two step back au where Peter lives, again it mentions the original, marriage certificate.

The cat chronicles how they got the cats.

Thrill of first love first ace Peter fic.

The rise of the Sky au about Peter being vast aligned, but mainly about the sisters he mentions in his statement. I keep using them in a lot of stories so here is where they came from.

Beach afterlife reunion party a series of one shots about post mag 200 where Peter and Jonah find each other in the afterlife, they tend to be angsty for Jonah, but hey if you like that you will love it. The beach is always my go to place in cases they die so the afterlife is in fact part of my verse.

Heart Machinations the origin of Pasha the not Sasha, also first instance of me using the cats. Its a horror romance, scy fy, portal au in SPacE. It is however a long fic unlike the others.

Pasha re appears as baby Pasha in the Once upon a time fic, but again both fic are long, so no need to read it. Long story short, NotSasha is friend shaped in my au's so it will save you time.

Those are the main ones. If you want recomendations of ones i really like-

The things we lose along the way temporary amnesia au, Elias gets messed up, his husband picks up the pieces.

Cold heart warm hands Peter taking care of a really sick James

And the sea is calling back to me Selkie Elias ! also a bit spicy and very angsty, mind the tags. Still very wholesome and last chapter is hilarious.

The world turn upside down raincarnation au post mag 200, maybe somewhere else if you want to be kind, but i wrote it before the ending so uh, Jonah's death differs. Still like it much more. It is a sucker punch in some cases and i cant stress enough to check the tags. I dont go full end on the fic, but it still has some things.

Buzzfeed Unsolved The mysterious dissapereance of Jonah Magnus my best comedy work, do you like buzzfeed unsolved? Do you like Jonah being dunked on? Here is your food!

Uh, otherwise? Read to your own leisure i got a whole bunch of fics for you to pick god knows i poured a lot of time in all of them so i love em regardless, there are some hidden anonymous ones too, cause oh, sweats, shame.

[spookyscientistskeleton-moved]

@dadster-and-skelesons​

I CANT PICK JUST ONE OKAY? THEY’RE ALL GREAT! IN THIS ESSAY I WILL TELL YOU WHAT I LOVE ABOUT ALL YOUR MUSES!

Let’s start with G-man. How do I love this man, let me count the fuckin’ ways! First we got his relationship with Sans. I’ve always wanted a dad figure for him that wasn’t my own Gaster. You gave me a great opportunity for that. I love all the varying degrees of the timelines for them. From a small kid growing up with chronic illness and his dad panicking over him, to full blown fights about his origin and learning the truth of where he came from, to the tragedy of watching his father get yoinked into the void. I JUST LOVE THEM SO MUCH!

AND DON’T GET ME FUCKING STARTED ON SWINGDINGS. Oh my God these wholesome struggling single dads in love just melts my fucking heart. I love how G takes a scientific approach to everything but is slowly starting to let things just naturally happen. I love how he’s helping Swap get over his trauma from his previous marriage. Even them getting to the point where the get engaged just kills me. And the whole wholesome goopy dads reuniting in the void together just alkfghsdflkjghsldkfj I LOVE IT *flips table*

Now we move on to Grillby. KLJDFGHLDFKJ I just- I love him so much. He’s so S O F T and just a good bean! His interactions with Sans just also make me melt, but this kinky mother fucker also makes Sans melt in more ways than one lmao; gentleman in the bar, freak in the bed lol. But seriously the way he takes care of others like Ebon during the time just after they’re sealed underground, to caring for his bf, to caring for those of the afterlife in our Dusttale AU just kill me. He’s such a good egg and I’m love.

Then we got Mr. Hot Shot Ferno who’s just a vulgar stink man fuck boi who Red would die for. He loves how sweet and adoring his totally not bf can be. I just love how caring and gentle he can be but also how absolutely gremlin this man can be. He’s the perfect balance of innuendos and class. Love this mans I swear. He’s gonna give Fell a goddamn bi-awakening. Fell would also die for him ngl

And lastly there’s Flambeau and omfg this southern bell little twink is an absolute fucking delight. He’s just a cute kinkster and Blue is like 100% here for that. He’s also just an absolute sweet heart when comforting Blue and I cannot wait for more interactions with this boi. Love him to pieces.

OSIDJFSODIJFSODFIJ WELL UM GOSH WHERE DO I EVEN START

I’m gonna have a lot to say in my inevitable essay to you but ahhh??? oh my god????? thank you?????? I’m so glad you like my assortment of many fire lads and also one (1) skeleton!!! And I realized partway through writing this that it was basically turning into my essay back to you so idk here we go!

I love Sans and Gaster’s relationship so much! G-man has very unique and interesting relationships with both his boys, and I think writing out how he is as a father was one of the things that really helped him blossom into his current characterization. I enjoy the way that their relationship is genuinely loving but complicated. Gaster sometimes struggles to understand what Sans is thinking or feeling, but he always tries, and Sans carries so many conflicting emotions on his shoulders but at the end of the day still just really loves his dad. It feels really genuine and realistic and I just like it a lot!

ALSO SWINGDINGS, I’m definitely getting into this when I write my post out to you, but their relationship is so endearing and just so!!! Charmingly WHOLESOME! You do such a great job with Swap, writing him as someone who’s been through so much but is still so kind and so gentle and just loves his family so much. I feel for G because it really just makes you fall in love with him. I’ve enjoyed seeing the sides of Swap that his and G’s budding romance has brought out of him, and I’m so HERE for Goopy Beach Wedding someday in the future.

Going back to Classic!!! I love me some OG UT Sans, and I love how you write him. His relationship with Grillby has been so sweet to write out, and with all the shit Sans has been through it’s been nice to see him just get to have some uncomplicated fun with somebody, whether it’s just cute flirting at the bar or wild kinky fun in Grillby’s apartment. And that just makes it hit all the harder when you start dipping into Dusttale shenanigans and the darker, more complicated elements of writing Classic boy. 

On that note HOLY MOLY I LOVE YOUR DUSTTALE THREADS SO MUCH???? If the fact that I made a whole-ass playlist for one damn thread wasn’t enough of an indicator lmao. Dusty has this very maliciously cold and cruel side to him that you do a good job of tempering with those moments of genuine grief and guilt, and it feels very much like he’s sort of... playing a role that he feels he has to in order to get this shit done, while also just finally letting loose all of that anger and frustration piled on from endless resets. The fact that I just keep making different Dusttale Grillbys to interact with Dusttale Sans is probably a sign of how much I love him and I am... I am a little sorry for that lmao.

Red!! Red is so great!! He and Ferno are a really interesting match in a lot of ways, and I love the way that they both sort of care for each other. Both of them have their unhealthy coping mechanisms, but they’re always right there to support each other through whatever they’re going through. I think what I love most about Red is something Ferno said in one post ages ago about why he loves Red--that he takes so much shit just all the time but he still cares so much about the people he loves. 

Which is... incidentally one thing I love about how you write Fell too, lmao, and the threads today were such a good example of that. He carries so much on his shoulders and puts up with so much, and of course it weighs on him but he can’t let that show. I can totally see why Ferno, meeting Fell at the lowest point in his life, ended up just so hardcore ride-or-die for him, and why he believes in him so damn much. I also kind of think this thing we’re backfilling with Ferno just having had it bad for Fell for years has been interesting to play around with just... across the board??? and I am so here for Fell’s bi awakening. 

And Blue!!!! Sweet little sugar skull!!! We haven’t done too much with him and Flambe yet but Blue is such a gosh darn cutiepie and I’m always happy to see him on my dash! I love all the threads you do with him, whether he’s fanboying over Napstabot or getting all kinds of fucked up on Orange’s edibles. Or getting hella kinky with Flambeau. 

tl;dr you are a DELIGHT and i am so happy we are FRIENDS!!!! <3

[stonyinspiration]

Stony Vampire AU: Turning Tony Stark

(My contribution for Halloween. Let me know what you think!)

"Steve.." Howard Stark wheezes, a look of astonishment in his eyes. There’s a crackling sound coming from his lungs with every breath he takes. His body is punctured with seven fatal stab wounds from Bucky's knife--it was surprising that he was still alive--and Bucky had already begun to drink from him when Steve, Clint, and Natasha had arrived.

But once again, like he had been doing for decades, Bucky had disappeared into the night air before Steve could apprehend his former best friend.

Steve hovers over the dying man. The smell of his blood is tantalizing and Steve has to take a moment to compose himself.

'Yeah", Steve confirms, his tone bitter. "Its me.'

"I'm sorry... " Howard coughs, his hands clutching at Steve's shirt. He takes a deep, wheezing breath. "I’m... Sorry...for...what we did to you."

"You cursed me", Steve tells him, anger bubbling in his chest.

"We didn’t know....We couldn’t have known..." 

"Save your breath", Steve says harshly.

"That man...." Howard rasps. "Barnes...'

"I know." Steve grits his teeth. "Hydra."

Howard's eyes widen in horror and a gurgling sound leaves his mouth.

It was Hydra that had replicated the serum that had turned Steve into a monster, and now his best friend was also a monster being used as a killing machine the way the US had intended Steve to be. Steve had to save him.

 "Maria..." Howard suddenly says, trying to futilely move his body; Steve knows that one of the stab wounds has punctured his spine. "My wife..."

Steve looks over at the passenger side where Clint is checking the woman for any signs of life. Clint meets his eyes and shakes his head.

"She's gone", Steve plainly tells him.

"What about...my boy...”

"Fatal damage to several organs", Natasha informs him from the backseat. "Won't be much longer."

"Please..." Howard softly pleads. "Captain...Save him."

"Your son can't be helped.'

"You can..." Howard regards him with a grave, knowing expression.

"Do you realize what you're asking?" Steve asked with an incredulous shake of his head. “ You'd condemn your own son?” He felt disgust at the very request.

"Please..."  Howard begs. "My boy. He needs to live... he can...save you."

"Save me? Steve angrily repeats. "What are you taking about?"

"He's the key..."

"Key to what?" Steve demanded.

"Please save Tony...."

Steve could hear the moment Howard Stark's heart stopped beating. He watched as his eyes glazed over and his mouth went slack. Steve pried the dead man's fingers from his shirt.

Part of him couldn't help but pity the poor bastard, but the other part, the part that was no longer human, felt a kind of satisfaction at seeing one of the men that made him into this meeting a fitting end.

For a long time he hated everyone involved with the experiment that turned him into a monster. All he'd wanted to do was protect his country, he hadn't consented to being turned into an immortal, insatiable, blood lust killing machine. Yet the funny thing about immortality was that you had an infinite amount of time, and with time came clarity.

Hate was the venom that destroyed whatever humanity he had left. If he gave completely into that part then he truly was no better than the evil men he killed. Yes, he was a monster, but God be damned if he wasn't a monster with a purpose.

"Guys got balls to even ask that", Clint remarks. "Does he really think you owe him anything?"

Leaving Howard's body behind, Steve moves toward the back of the car. The young man is slumped to the side, his shirt riddled with stab wounds and soaked in beautiful, crimson red blood.

Steve can hear the low drum of a weak pulse, the sound of his heart struggling to regulate blood flow.

"What are you thinking", Natasha cautions, reading his contemplative stare."You can't actually be considering it." After centuries together Natasha knew him so well that she could practically read his mind.

Clint scoffs. "You cant be serious, Steve! You don’t owe this guy anything."

"I know that."

"You turn him, we gotta keep him." Clint complains. "If you want a pet so bad then we get you a cat." He contorts his face into disgust. "Tastes awful, though."

"We kept you, didn’t we?" Steve shoots back.

"That was different", Natasha clarifies. "We knew Clint when I decided to turn him. We know nothing about this kid."

"I know that if I don’t do anything then he will die." Steve insists, keeping his eyes on young Tony Stark, at the blood seeping from his limp body.

"Steve", Natasha says, grabbing back his attention. "Is this some kind of revenge?" Her eyes are sympathetic.

Steve turns to her, feeling insulted. "I thought you knew me better than that. I gave up on revenge a long time ago."

"Then let him die. The request of a dying man means nothing. Especially if its coming from Howard Stark."

Maybe it was the youthfulness of the young man's appearance. Maybe it was his guilt for not stopping Bucky in time. Maybe it was the part of him that still retained his humanity. Maybe it was simply the bittersweet irony of it all that he found amusing. Whatever the reason was, Steve felt drawn to the young man.

"I'll be responsible for him." Steve says, meeting each of his friends eyes.

Although he'd made his decision, he still needed their approval. He was bringing an outsider into their demented family. Every decision made had to be met with the others approval, or else the foundation of what they'd built together would crumble.

Clint let out an aggravated groan. "Fine, but if he's not house trained then I'm not cleaning after him."

Steve looks to Natasha for approval. Her arms are crossed and she's intensely regarding him with her bright red eyes. After a moment she says, "If he goes off the rails, you're the one that has to put him down."

"I will."

She stares into his eyes for a long moment, the intensity enough to make a mortal buckle. Then, resigned, Natasha says, "He's lost a lot of blood. Drink too much he's easily dead."

Steve nods. "Good thing you guys are here to stop me."

Steve climbs into the backseat. The hunger inside him grows, arousing and all consuming. Not even sex wasn't as intimate as drinking another's blood, but he'd never turned another human being before. This was a frightening, and exhilarating moment for him.

He always made sure his enemy was drunk completely dry, and he'd break their necks to ensure they didn't turn. It was a kind of code of honor they'd developed--as ironic as it sounded.This was a first for him, and he would live to regret it. He always did.

Steve cut into his own wrist with his dangerously sharp teeth, and squeezed the blood from the vein directly into the young man's mouth.

"That should be enough", Natasha assured him. "Drink."

On her direction Steve sunk his teeth into the young man's throat. He held the young man intimately close as he drunk from him. This felt different from all the times Steve had drunk from his enemies.

With his enemies, it was brutal, but quick, and as intimate as the process could be it was abruptly over. With this young man he went slow, carding his fingers through his hair, savoring the rich, metallic taste of his blood in his mouth.

It felt like he'd just begun when Natasha rested her hand on his shoulder. That's enough. Steve pried his mouth from the young man to let out a guttural growl at her, his primal side taking over.

"Steve", Natasha says calmly, holding her hands out, palms facing him to appear non-threatening. "If you keep drinking he will die."

Her words infiltrate his mind, and due to centuries of self discipline Steve is able to reel himself back.

After a moment Steve releases the young man.

"You still with us?"

Steve nods. The young man's blood is still smeared on his mouth, and he cant help but lick it off his face.

"Well congratulations," Clint jests, scooping the young man in his arms. "It's a boy. Now let's light this baby up."

As they walk away the car explodes, vaporizing all evidence that this was anything more than a fatal car crash.

Unbeknownst to Tony Stark, it signified the end of his life and the beginning of his afterlife.

[p1nkwitch]

Okay let me then ask also about Hadestown! I'm really curious about some snippet of it. (is it basically God's AU but if they met as they were supposed to?)

YES! MY BELOVED HADESTOWN au. ghfjkdg It is... kind of? I would an alternate world of that one. Peter is basically hades in this one, not the afterlife keeper and Elias is also god of spring like persephone.

Like i wanted to do the hades persephone myth of them meeting but then, THEN, i thought mmm, how about older ELias and Peter who have been married for centuries, they love each other deeply, but through time due to miscomunication on both their parts they start to drift apart.

Both wanting what they had when they were young and they first met, but messing it all up. Elias who takes very bad decitions cause he misses Peter is basically the entire problem, cause his solution is manipulation instead of you know telling Peter how he feels.

Then there is Peter who drifts away from him and tries but every time Elias comes he feels more dread than excitement.

Also enter Martin a human Peter befriends and who is having relationship issues with his partner. (orpheous and Euridice anyone, eyooo) So you have a ticking timb bomb where they both want each other but due to them not knowing each other as well anymore they keep messing it up!!

Thing is, i am almost done with this wip, i need to figure out the end a bit better right? But like it is practically done. I cant post it cause there is one part of the story that i intend to use in the god au. Like the idea was originally for that one, but it fits so well with this one as well. So as to not spoil how i want things to go with the other fic i actually have to wait to post this one. Which is driving me nuts cause the things i wrote for this one!!! HGKJGFD

But yeah snippes under the cut

1- It had been fun, but years passed and their relationship began to strain, at least from Peter’s perspective it did. The fights were slowly starting to become more serious, Elias comments about missing the living world were more pointed.

The rumors that were later confirmed by his husband about him sleeping around when he wasn't there were also a bit of a damper on things. Peter allowed it because… well, Elias was Elias and he would get what he wanted regardless of what he said. To be honest he was not nearly as surprised as he should have, he had expected it from the moment they started being together and Peter admitted to the other man that he did not experience much sexual attraction. Yes he enjoyed it when he was in a good mood and was more than happy to have sex with the man, but other days, the bad ones he just couldnt.

Elias said it was ok, but he always did figure it was sort of a blanket statement to make him feel better.

So yes, he didn't begrudge him that, did it sting and hurt like hell? Yes, did the rumors he heard about him not being enough wound his pride? Absolutely, but what was he supposed to do?

Well the answer was, try harder he supposed. To their fights he decided to add a bit of a flair and get them in bed afterwards. Most of the time it was ok, it was kind of fun, the ones where it wasn't were… ok, but Elias seemed to cling to him harder afterwards.

And it had been a long while since his husband would just stay in bed with him cuddling, so it wasn't that much of a high price to pay. Again, it was… temporary, things kept slowly escalating into the territory of unbearable.

So now here he was, two months early, preparing things for his husband who doesn't want to come back to him anymore. Who would rather stay in the sun with his friends, enjoying life, not death.

It wasn't even Peter’s fault, once upon a time a god of spring ended up in the underworld, Peter thought he got lost and ended up there so he tried to guide him back. He didn't think the man would refuse and would against his wishes make himself home. Didn't think that through the months, turned years he would stay and entice him, that he would after much needling, make him fall in love with him the way it did.

2- Peter was trying to go and find Martin during a break when Tadeas finds him, his second in command asks him to speak with him, a bit disappointed he follows him to a more private place.

“Yes?”

“Sir… I'm glad that you seem to be in higher spirits, truly, but don't you think Mr. Bouchard will be… upset when he comes back?” Peter tilts his head and asks what he means.

“...Mr. Blackwood’s presence might… upset him?” Why would it-

Ah.

“Tadeas, my relationship with Martin is not romantic in any way, i do not wish to pursue him at all and even if by some miracle i did? What right does Elias have to begrudge me that considering the things he does while he is away? Now, stop worrying about such things, ok? And if i hear you or any single shade in this realm speak of me and Martin in any way that seems inappropriate i will send them all to the forgotten ok?” He smiles even if he practically glares at the man.

“That is law, now! I want to see how long it takes me to get Martin to kick me out of the room this time. I have new jokes” With that said, Peter turns around and leaves humming a little tune. What right does Elias have to begrudge him anything after all the things he does?

None!

3- “Why are you hell bent on making me feel like shit! Just leave me alone!” Elias glare intensifies and Peter doesn't even deign to glare back.

“Because you are being irrational and asking for a divorce and I want to know why!” Why?

Peter pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Why? You want to know why? Fine. Because for the past century you have been nothing but prickly, because every time you come back you tell me how much you miss being outside, because you cheated on me multiple times and i kept quiet about it even if i had to keep hearing rumors about how bad i must be for you to do that! Because you hate this place, maybe because every interaction we have is a fight and I am done with fighting!” He slams his hand on the dinner table.

“Because I tried my best to not fight yet it was for nothing, because I thought foolishly enough that maybe if I did sleep more with you, maybe you wouldn't feel the need to go out of your way to find someone else. I should have known you were lying when you said you didnt mind me not liking sex that much! I tried my best, even when I didn't feel like it! Every interaction we have is a mess, we are completely different people, we always were, for a time i thought it was fine, but its not, we are like the bloody sun and the moon, we cant exist together because we make each other miserable”