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Hazbin Hotel AU w/ OC

This post contains a new project I am working on after a year and half absence. This Hazbin Hotel AU brings forth a friend from Alastor's past. This story also shows more of the pride ring and some parts that are not seen by newbie's or those of undesired character. I'm not big on trigger warnings, it's a story, you get a synopsis on the back and you find out for yourself what happens. In conclusion read at your own risk. Now, if I can figure out how to work ao3 (it has been a while) I will post a link here so one can read the whole story there. The prologue and a few other goodies/day to day posts will appear here on this blog. I have a few other HH au's in the works, but that is a story for another day. Cheers for the new year.

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A HPHM Story: He's Back

:*Spoilers*:

1989

Chapter One

Alan stood staring into the eyes of a vibrant personality within a portrait: his brother. " Alan can you let me out, please" Alan let him out, the young man jumped from the paiting and dusted himself off, he hugged Alan, " I've missed you so much, what have you been up to these past years?" Jacob asked excitedly, "looking for you" his younger sibling answered flatly. Jacob frowned and looked his younger brother in the eyes, " what's wrong?" He asked, " your skin, it's so pale, what happened to you?" Alan asked, Jacob shrugged the question off, " time doesn't pass in that portrait, so I drank a bad potion before coming into the vault with Rakepick... Rakepick! Alan, she is evil don't let her get to you-" Alan cut him off " I knew that already, she attacked us on the way here" Jacob looked shocked, "that bitch!" He started to walk off towards the entrance of the room. "Where are you going?" Alan asked, "I'm going off to kill that bitch," just then Alan's friends walked into the room, " what the fuck?" Merula said shocked to see Jacob just standing there, the rest of the group was in similar shock and awe. " I'll be back soon, and properly introduce myself, but for now I have to go" Jacob said, then he apparated away. No one seemed to notice but in his place there was an envelope, which Alan quickly picked up and hid...

Back at Hogwarts Alan sat in Ravenclaw common room with Tulip, " alright, if this is something dangerous, and I die, I need you to take care of what we're dealing with, okay?" "Alright" Tulip said nonchalantly, Alan opened the envelope, inside was a wand, he pulled it out, "what? Whose wand is this" inside the envelope was a note, Alan read it aloud,

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Ashe

I am sorry for the unfortunate accident leading to your son's death, but in an effort to perserve his memory, I am mailing you his wand, once again, my condolences.

Sincerely,

Jacob Morrissey

"He was probably going to mail it after he investigated the vault, but didn't get chance to" Tulip inquired, Alan analyzed the wand, " so this is Duncan's wand" Alan felt an uneasy feeling, just before he passed out, Tulip ran over to Alan, "Alan! Oh shit.

Alan's mind was transported to the Hogwarts grounds, it was a cloudy day, and there in front of him was Jacob standing around, "Jacob! What's going on here" Jacob looked as if he heard nothing, " don't ignore me Jacob" still no answer, " can you not hear me" all of a sudden Jacob spoke up. "Oliver how are you?" Alan turned to see another Hogwarts student: a Hufflepuff walk towards Jacob and him. " I'm fine, thanks, let's walk a bit," the two walked with Alan close behind, they didn't talk about anything important, mostly how last night's quidditch match was a close one. They made it to a secluded area just outside the Forbidden Forest, Jacob faces away from Oliver, " things are getting pretty hectic, people are saying you ran off to join some dark organization, yet you been you've been here the entire time living at the Three Broomsticks, it's quite funny actually" Oliver chuckled. " I need you to stir those rumors, no one must know I was ever here" Jacob declared, "I couldn't agree more" the Hufflepuff said as he grabbed Jacob's shoulder and slit his throat from behind. Alan was shocked, he couldn't move, one lad crashed to the ground his body lifeless, as the other flicked some blood spots off his knife and slid it back into his robes pocket, then he was gone. Blood was coating the grassy landscape like a hose that had been left on in a garden, Jacob Morrissey was dead. Alan walked towards the corpse, "he never saw it coming" he said dryly, then Alan saw something peculiar, the shadows of the trees were moving like the day was progressing, till they stopped, it was evening. Alan was confused by the sudden speed up in time, but couldn't analyze it due to a tall red headed woman coming his way, it was Rakepick, but she was younger, she nudged Jacob's corpse a few times, the corpse started to move, then Jacob rolled over and sat up straight, with no wounds whatsoever, " hey" he said, " what are you doing out here" Rakepick said sternly, " taking a nap" Jacob said with a smile as he wiped his eyes. "Certainly an odd place to be taking a nap, don't you think?" she remarked Jacob didn't answer, she continued, " you weren't at the Three Broomsticks, so I asked Roesmerta where you wandered off to, and she said you were headed to the Hogwarts grounds. So get up let's go" Jacob stood up "yeah, let's get to that vault" he replied.

Alan awoke to find himself in the Ravenclaw common room with Tulip leaning over him, she backed off, " were you giving me CPR" Alan asked, "no!...yes, you weren't breathing" Tulip muttered, " well it's good to know I have a friend who cares" Alan said cheerfully dramatic, " whatever" Tulip said, "so what happened?" She asked. "Alan sat in a chair, and Tulip on a footstool, " to keep things short, I saw Jacob, right before he went with Rakepick to the vault, he was talking whith a Hufflepuff who then killed him. This is strange though, he didn't die, but I saw him bleed everywhere and he was dead, but somehow he lived." Tulip looked perplexed, "that's weird, I bet we could research something like that in the library," she said. They both stood up and headed for the library.

Paris, France

A man and his wife are at a small table talking. "Veux tu sortir ce soir?" (Do you want to go out tonight) the woman asked, " oui, laisse moi prendre mon manteau" (yes, let me grab my coat), " d'accord Olivier" (ok Oliver." Oliver had blonde hair a medium build and a charming smile, he walked up the stairs towards the master bedroom, where he stepped up to the armoire, he opened it. Standing inside was Jacob, his wand drawn, Oliver looked like he had seen a ghost, he took a frightened step back. "Suprise... avada kedavra" a shot of green light hit Oliver, then he crumpled in a heap. " Olivier" a woman's voice called from downstairs, then the steps started to creak, "oh shit" Jacob whispered. He grabbed the body and disaparrated. Tulip and Alan are surrounded by a large mass of books, " I'm finding absolutely nothing, are you having any luck?" Alan asked shutting a book, " no... wait, holy shit, I found something! Listen to this, I think you brother might have a horcrux... a horcrux is a dark objects that are created to achieve immortality by splitting a wizard's soul into separate pieces. That's why he didn't die when that student slit his throat." Alan was not shocked he just turned his head and thought. The day was coming to an end, the sun was setting on the fields that would hold lavender, not for a few more months though. Jacob clutched a lifeless body as he walked in the countryside, no one was around. He finally reached a big stone bridge, he looked around to see if anyone was watching, dumped the body, then disaparrated into the night.

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The repeat of history is unlike any course that is seen within our world, it should be deemed unlike the proper course of history and yet, it occurs as often as it rains. Simply what if our different choices could reflect into an alternate reality, this is a thought passed around a lot by many.

The story that will appear on this page in the coming months is a story that explores the wonders of time and space, along with the alternate choices of these realities.

Oxenfree Blue Waves

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Winter's Kiss

The snow was here, and the boys were stacking it high, miles into the sky. The white covering over the broken street and frozen feet of people caught in the snow. They were frozen in this bright blue casing, as their hearts were no longer racing. Trapped like dinosaurs in amber, I sound retreat with my drum tambour. Cool Winter's kiss, stole souls while their bodies were lost to the abyss. "Cruel Winter!" the people cry, she has all the qualities of a tinter with only blue dye. However people can be harsh, just as Death is mistreated often, the insults Winter hears never soften. She however deserves more than she is given, her soft blankets can offer insulation to the driven. The northern folk have fun with this time you see, almost as if it was fantasy. But while some grumble about the cold, I say "bundle up, go out, you're never too old."

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Duncan: Two Martinis please.

Roger: And don't spare the bananas.

Another AU coming at you from M*A*S*H tv series. In my opinion Chester as Henry Blake hands down would be so funny.

tbh i’m not very familiar with his character but what i have seen made me wonder how the hell this man managed to run an army hospital…

in a modern medical AU Chester would probs be the junior E.D. reg who’s low key so sick of the shit that comes in through the doors. Or he’d be the meticulous ICU nurse …

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A HPHM Story:

The Night Time Stopped

MC: Alan Morrissey

Spoilers

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March 2, 1989- 11:28pm

The forest was dark and otherwordly at night, hell, it was creepy during the day. Alan, Ben, and Merula, were examining something under a bush, " what should we do with it?" Alan questioned looking back at the others, Merula frowned, " there's nothing we can do, if we touch it we could die , but if we cast spells on it, they could rebound." Ben began to shudder uncontrollably, enough to make Merula notice, " what's wrong with you Copper?" she asked sharply, "you don't feel that?" Ben asked puzzled trying not to fall over, "feel what!?" Merula said irritated Alan started to shake violently as well, " wha- what, it's so cold" Alan breathed heavily, "you two better not be messing with me!" Merula yelled." trus-tt me" Ben said, " I wouldn't l-lie to you." The group did not notice at first but just over a hill a large group of dark hooded figures were coming their way. " What are those things?" Ben asked, the figures got closer, " dementors" Merula called back. A large group of dementors boxed in the triad, "oh shite" Alan whispered to himself, " Alan? what should we do?" The slytherin girl asked nervously, " Merula, I'm glad you asked, but you-you don't need my permission to run" " I'm not running" Merula said, "alright...Expecto Patronum" Alan yelled, but just as a white panther bounded from his wand it dissapated due to another patronus running down the hill, it drove the dementors from the area, Merula walked over to the iradescent blue cat, ' a lioness patronus' she thought, staring at the creature in awe. The cat quickly disappeared due to its owner walking through it, this person wore a long red robe that covered their face, their voice pierced the air, it was deep, but Alan couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. Merula drew her wand, and shot a spell at the figure, who blocked it easily, they threw a spell back at her, it hit, and she went down as if someone had thrown her a medicine ball. " Foolish girl, you call yourself a great witch, yet you can't even block a simple knockback spell, you're nothing but a washout." Ben and Alan pulled out their wands and took dueling stances, " you want to duel me?" The new threat asked exasperated. " I feel we're evenly matched," Ben said determined, " please, I'm stronger than the both of you combined" they scoffed, "we'll see" " it will be fun watching you die then."

The surrounding area was littered with spells from both sides, in a moment of hesitation Alan was hit with a spell causing him drop his wand and fall to the ground. Ben continued to fight without Alan, he stumbled a few times, but he wasn't going to stop. Meanwhile Alan seached for his black coloured wand on the dark forest floor amongst the dirt and dry grass. Watching overhead as magnificent wafts of blue and red soared above him, finally after what felt like forever, in such a small amount of time Alan grasped the familiar feeling of his blackthorn wand. " Incendio" he wheezed a large flame shot from the wood lighting his opponent's robes alight, the robes were extinguished by their owner, although they were now tarnished and darkened. Alan rejoined Ben and the duel continued, but their opponent grew tired, suddenly they yelled, " enough! I feel I've won this duel... Avada Kedavra!" A green jolt of light poured from the wand, Alan felt hands on his shoulders pushing him out of the way, he fell and rolled, looking up he saw darkened red cloth fleeing into the forest, he stood up and followed after.

Alan ran as quickly as possible, trying to cast spells accurately, the same went for his opponent, as the two ran, thorned branches tore at their clothes and scratched their skin, low hanging branches bruised them, but they kept on running. Alan was determined he was going to catch the robe wearer. They uttered incantations back and forth, some could set the entire forest ablaze, some trees began to smolder. They ran into an area with thick trees, Alan lost sight of who he was chasing, when he reached the clearing on the other side, it was empty, they were long gone. Alan leaned up against a tree and stared off into the starry night sky. The moon was high in the sky, it was peaceful and as pretty as a picture.

Alan hiked back to where his friends were, but upon his arrival Merula ran to him wrapping him into a tight hug, tears streaming down her face, " Alan, I'm so sorry!" She said through her tears. Alan pulled the girl off him, his hands on her shoulders. "What's going on" he questioned, Merula's eyes widened, "you mean you didn't see?" Alan was in a fog, clearly not understanding what was wrong. Merula sniffed, and put her face in her hands, " fuck...come on, follow me." Merula led her friend to Ben who was kneeling next to another person who was laying on the ground motionless, it was a student. Yellow lines amongst the black robe went well with their long golden blonde hair. "Penny" Alan whispered, he ran over and knealt down beside the body, he placed a hand on the girl's shoulder and rolled her over, it was Penny, her once beautiful blue eyes had been drained to a cloudy grey. Alan had been hit with a wave of shock, then doubt. " Penny wake up!" He said moving her shoulder, " do you think I didn't try that already" Ben said halfway serious, trying to hold back his tears. " shut up, shut up, she she isn't gone" Alan cried, he checked to see if he could hear her breathing. Nothing. He started compressions, tears streamed down his face, " come on, come on, you're not gone, you're not gone," Alan slowly stopped doing compressions, "no, no, no, no, fuck, fuck, god damnit," at this Alan turned to Ben and hugged him, to which Ben could no longer compose himself, and cried with his distraught friend. "What happened?" Alan asked, "she saved your life, pushed you out of the way." Ben said, his voice quivering, "I could've been there for her in her final moments" Merula sat down with the two boys, " there's nothing you could have done, the killing curse is instant... I'm sorry Alan" she said wrapping her arms around both boys.

The group regained some strength, especially Alan, who carried Penny, all the way back to the castle. When the group arrived, they walked through the halls, no one was around, and prefects were most likely washing up for the night, the corridors echoed at the group's foot falls. They reached the infirmary door, there was light underneath of it. Ben swung the door open, and the group walked into the candle lit room. Madame Pomfrey was sitting at a desk, Alan laid Penny on an empty bed. Madame Pomfrey noticed the new arrival, and walked over, she looked at the three students, Alan was in bad shape, he was bloody, parts of his robes were torn or bloody, and his shoes were muddy. The other two werent in as bad as shape, just a few scuffs and bruises, but the girl on the bed looked as she had seen a ghost. "What happened?" she asked, " she's dead" Alan whispered, "what?" The woman asked her eyes wide, " I want to speak with Professor Dumbledore."

Madame Pomfrey sent an owl to the Professor, and a moment later recieved one back, " all of you report to Professor Dumbledore immediately" she said in a stern voice. As the group was leaving Alan watched as Penny was covered with a white sheet. Once in Dumbledore's office, the triad stood around waiting, when Dumbledore walked out of a hidden book case, it shut behind him as he entered the room. "Sit" he said calmly, the group sat down in chairs, Dumbledore sat in his chair. " Madame Pomfrey sent me an owl discussing the unfortunate death of Miss Haywood. Her letter also informed me that you three brought her in, so I'd like to be informed on what happened" he said with a very serious look.

Alan ended up falling asleep in his chair, and had a strange dream in store for him. He walked through the dark Forbidden Forest, a thick fog rolled in, and a gust of wind swept through carrying the words that all overlapped eachother, " they changed again" "it's worse this time" "some more drastic than others" " I can't sleep" "who are you" "lying seems..." " I know you" "familiarity" "doubt" "overcome" then all went black.

8 hours later

Alan awoke from his dream, if you could call it that. His two friends were gone, and Dumbledore was sitting at his desk writing. Alan stumbled over to the headmaster's desk, " what time is it?" Dumbledore looked at the student, whose wounds had been cleansed and robes that had been repaired over night, " it's almost 9:00 am, but there's no need to worry, I've excused you and you friends from your classes today to recover from last night's events, there should be some leftover food in the Great Hall, you can use my fireplace if you want." Alan walked to the back of the office where a fireplace sat, he took a handful of floo, " thank you Professor" Alan said before stepping into the fire place, " Great Hall" he said sternly before dropping the dust. The Great Hall contained two students, Ben and Merula, they were eating still, slowly. Then the fireplace fire glowed green and Alan walked out, he saw his friends, and headed their way, " hey guys, he said softly," Merula waved, but Ben greeted his friend, who sat down and tried to enjoy breakfast to the best of his ability. They didn't talk about what happened, they just sat in silence.

After dinner that night, Ben walked off to the corridor closet, to clear his thoughts, but when he arrived he wasn't alone. Alan was sitting on the floor sobbing. "Alan?" Ben asked, " what?" Alan said turning to face his friend, "are you alright?" Ben sat down on a barrel. "I-I tried to forget how much pain her death caused me" Alan said breathlessly, " so I brewed a forgetfulness potion, but I botched it, and I can't stop crying, and really nervous, I need help." "Let's go see Snape" Ben said. Ben helped Alan walk to the threshold of the potions classroom. Alan cried terribly "She's dead. She's dead. She's gone, why didn't I fight harder, why didn't I do something, *sniff* Ben, tell tell me why didn't I do something..." Alan cried into his friend's shoulder, as he hugged him. " It's all my fault, I ran away..." he continued. Ben brought the sobbing Ravenclaw into the classroom, sat him down, then walked into Professor Snape's office. "Professor, Alan Morrissey drank a botched forgetfulness potion, do you have an antidote?" He asked, Snape stopped grading papers, got up from his desk, and followed Ben out to the classroom where Alan was talking nonsense at this point. Snape opened a drawer, pulling out a small vial, he basically forcefed it to his wailing student, who stopped crying. " I'm sorry Professor" Snape smiled an understanding smile, "people grieve in different ways Mr. Morrissey, yours just might be making rash decisions." Alan slumped, " Mr. Morrissey, grieving takes time, everyone is feeling what you feel, I understand that you and Miss Haywood were close, she was a great student and cheerful kid, I'm sorry for your loss." Snape walked back to his office and sat down at his desk. "Come on Alan let's go" Ben said. The two exited the classroom. That night Alan lay awake, until 11:48 pm, he drifted into a terror induced sleep, over and over again the words" they changed again" "it's worse this time" "some more drastic than others" " I can't sleep" "who are you" "lying seems..." " I know you" "familiarity" "doubt" "overcome" over and over again...

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Later today I will post another story about Alan Morrissey, but until then have a wonderful day.

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Why is Alan messing with memories of people that could give him detention, that's just not smart.

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Alan messing with one of the meanest people at Hogwarts.

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I just bought the Jackalope after completing the rabbit to top hat class, ironic.

His name is Josh

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A HPHM Story: D&D Part 1

No spoilers

Alan Morrissey sits at a table full of gleeful and excited Hogwarts students at the Hogs Head Inn. Laid out upon the large table is a game of muggle D&D, the student's game is undisturbed as their table is tucked away in a corner of the room, with only candlelight to awaken the story they have immersed themselves in. Eminence Addison was Alan's character, nicknamed Addy, she was a 5'4" half elf rogue with short brown hair and hazel eyes, she had sticky fingers, always stealing anything that could be of any use to her or her good friend Juliette, that was Rowan's character, Juliette was an Aasimar fighter, a 5' 10" beauty with light brown skin dawned with flowing long white hair, and awakened with pure white pupiless eyes, she was nice to everyone in the party, but she could be assertive and sometimes terrifying watching as she grilled a captured enemy for she wore standard chainmail armor with an ornate silver basket hilted sword resting on her belt, ready to be used at any time, she was brilliant. Tonks played a shifter (surprised, no one was) named Kassandra no one was truly sure what she actually looked like, where she came from, or how old she was, but she was a greatly appreciated sorcerer. Liz played a human ranger going by the name Ozzy, the party had met Ozzy at a hunting club where he was originally an NPC, but the group liked him so much, that they asked Liz to play him, why Liz? because in this setup there were three Dungeon Masters instead of one, Ben, Penny, and Merula. The reson behind this was to put different ideas forward in the campaign, originally it was just Ben, but Penny heard about it from Tonks, so she approached Ben about throwing in some ideas. He liked her ideas, so he invited her to be the second DM, Merula came into play, because she couldn't let her girlfriend: Penny have all the fun. So it gave the party an interesting story with the collaboration of three people. The DM's also asked for NPC ideas from their friends, and Ozzy was created by Liz, that's why they asked her to learn the rules and play him. Ozzy's origin story is he was a hunter for hire, trapping, catching, and sometimes selling animals that people would want off their property or nuisances that were killing people like the wolves of Sunton Village, but more on that later.

The Party, deep into a campaign waits for DM Ben's next sentence, " you open the door and it is revealed to you that you are in an underground speakeasy, the room is lively, and lit by low hanging chandeliers made of metal rimmed wooden carriage wheels, most likely stolen from the streets above, there is a bar, and a group of people playing poker, they look like trouble, there is a tiefling singer wearing a red satin dress that sparkles like the moon does over the flowing rivers above. What do you do? Addy walks through the crowd over to the bar, and orders a drink, "that will be one gold coin" the bartender says, Addy slaps down five gold coins " keep them coming" she says. Juliette sits down at a table taking a chance to relax, listening to the singer's alluring song. Kassandra joins the poker game, and Ozzy joins Addy at the bar. He orders cheap beer, not understanding why his friend would order such expensive drinks.

The night continues and time passes, at some point people start arguing, and patrons start looking their way, including Ozzy, he finds that Kassandra and the poker goons are yelling at eachother, he rushes over and asks what's wrong, one of the goons says that Kassandra has been cheating somehow, to which she denies it, Ozzy says " why don't we all relax and talk about this instead of throwing accusations at eachother", a guy tries to attack Ozzy with a knife but trips on nothing and falls on it, "you see that, I am a wizard, if I can kill that guy without lifting a finger, imagine what I can do if I did" Ozzy said sternly, the poker goons back off and Kassandra walks off with her winnings, (one hundred gold coins). On their return to the bar, Kassandra whispers to Ozzy, " I changed into one of the waiters and when I was giving them drinks I looked at their cards, then I changed back had them deal me in" Ozzy smiled and chuckled, Kassandra smiled and laughed too. After the moment passed the two notice the five empty glasses on the bar where Addy was sitting, but no Addy, "oh shit" Kassandra says. Juliette watches as the tifeling finishes her song, and starts another, Addy stumbles over to her friend's table and crashes down into a chair, "h-hi Juli" Addy says groggily, "hi Addy" her friend says calmly, "s-so you you come here often" Addy smiles drunkely, "you're funny" Juliette says sweetly. Addy sets her head down, her short brown hair barely touching the table top, "yeah" she says before falling asleep. Just in time for one of the walls to be blown in, bricks and dust fly in every direction, guards enter through the hole and start yelling and arresting people.

Backstory: the party is here because they got a job from a private collector who had somethings stolen from his collection three tiger eye stones with ocean blue centers, they recovered one off the corpse of a corrupt politician in his suit pocket he had a letter which was signed by an anonymous writer, he was going to meet him at the abandoned brewery in Shotsy City. Shotsy City prohibits the brewing, selling, and consumption of alcohol the city officials were tired of seeing drunks lining the streets, so they stopped all alcohol production which pissed a lot of people off, hence the speakeasy, funny with a name that has the word "shot" in it... Juliette did a History Check.

Juliette grabs Addy who is still asleep and takes her to Kassandra "take her, please" Juliette says panicked, Kassandra takes Addy and disappears into the chaos, Juliette and Ozzy stand their ground in order to help people flee, by distracting the guards...

The story was broken by the inn's bartender saying "alright guys I'm closing up, see you next Sunday." The group packs up and leaves, the moon lit night sky looks over Hogsmeade. The DM's talk about schoolwork a couple steps ahead of everyone, Liz and Tonks talk about their theories on where the story might go, but Alan and Rowan were the last ones out the door, carrying their items in small satchel bags. "I had fun tonight, you?" Alan asked, " it was fun" Rowan said softly as he pushed his horn rimmed glasses against his face, Alan smiled weakly, " when Addison sobers up, she is going to steal so much alcohol," " that'll be cool" Rowan said with blank emotion . Alan lost track of his thoughts, "good night Rowan" Alan said quickly, Rowan said nothing even though they were both wearing blue and gold house scarves. Alan sprinted ahead up towards the DM group, Rowan stood there confused, "good night?"

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I just hope he can get his work done without pulling an all nighter.

they just need to kiss already but theyd argue about that too. someone save ben.

(i kind of combined these asks hope yall dont mind akjdfh i rly appreciate u guys being interested in this dumb au of mine!!)

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That went from 0 to 100 real quick.

He's still waiting...

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Ben, a two sweater wearing, (but not in this shot) broke college student, is having even more trouble with life in his single dorm room, because the angel on his shoulder keeps telling him to get a social life, of course in a very passive aggressive way, and the devil keeps making a ruckus, breaking all his stuff, giving the angel a run for her money.

sometimes a family is a demon, an angel, and the human they torment on a daily basis

Hi I love @adellovesrowan 's angel/demon au and have come here with my own clown take on it.. bens a lonely broke college student and Alex accidently becomes his guardian angel which also brings brings merula into his life as well bc she's dead set on causing angel Alex's downfall and now these 2 annoying girls won't leave him alone god help him

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This is my MC: Alan Morrissey. 

I would like to thank SpookBerry/ Carmilla-the-bird for drawing this amazing piece of work, I love it. :)  

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I know a lot of people hate Edgy Ben, but I would think he'd be well liked by this group people.

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Hello, it is wonderful to meet whomever is reading, I am a writer: it's in the name, and I am starting to tell the story of Alan Morrissey, my MC in Hogwarts Mystery. I am very excited to finally share his story with the public. I will update when I can.