Arran and/or Wiz / just vibin and making a mess on purpose / trans guy (he/him) / nsfw side @wiz-asides / Wiz_is_bored on ao3 / art tag is arran draws things
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Little Black Dragon - From the Back of a Blood Red Mare - Netherborne - Bugebroph - Small Silver - The Buzzards Will Go for Your Eyes - blight - standing cuffs
sentences for Songbirds will be on @wiz-asides
Little Black Dragon
@meggiejolly @kalira @eriquin
@kallisto-k @tamsinswriting
Instead, she falls back. Beetlejuice’s tail is dragging on the ground, and before she can decide it’s a bad idea she’s hopped on and started climbing. He stumbles slightly, lashing his tail, but somehow Lydia hangs on.
“Kid-”
“We’re playing dirty, aren’t we?”
He tries to sweep her off with his wings as she crawls up his back, but she’s too tight against his spine to get in a good blow. When she gets up to his neck she has to clamp teeth and claws into his down to avoid being shaken off.
“You really are a little flea, aren’t ya?”
“What, you want me to start biting too?”
She claws her way over his brow, wriggles her shoulders between ears and horns, and finds she’s all out of handholds on the smooth skin of his snout. She splays her hind legs behind his horns in an attempt to anchor herself as Beetlejuice shakes his head violently. She responds by spreading her wings, aiming to blind him.
“Real dirty, huh?” Lydia is somewhat relieved to hear the laugh still in his voice. She’s aware how dangerous going overboard could be.
From the Back of a Blood Red Mare
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By noon Ballister’s headache is still lingering, but he can no longer claim that it’s bad enough to outweigh the need to gain distance. The kid’s most recent bullet wounds, too, have to be set aside. But before he mounts, he does spend a few minutes leaning his weight against her shoulder and watching her face for discomfort.
“I told you’ it’s fine.”
“I just want to be sure.”
“You know, your stubbornness could be funny if it wasn’t so annoying.” There’s a smile on the horse’s face as she says it.
“I could say the same about you,” Ballister says, with a similar smile. She laughs as he swings himself up onto her back. But, he can’t bring himself so far as to join. As soon as she starts walking he’s looking back over his shoulder, waiting for the cloud of dust to appear on the horizon.
“We’re alright, boss,” the horse tries to convince him.
Netherborne ch17 on
“Lydia, honey, I’m not upset.” Maybe that’s a little bit of a lie, but Barbara tries not to let it show. Yes, she would rather Lydia have informed her or Adam where she was going.
Bugebroph
@artsiesforever @akumteir
“I swear. He tries anything and we’re gone, no arguments.”
Beetlejuice, too, is glaring again at Charles. “We’re gone,” he agrees.
Charles doesn’t seem to be able to bring himself to reply, but he raises his open palms. Slowly, Beetlejuice lowers Lydia back onto her feet.
Small Silver
Her unconscious mind refuses to look directly at him, but it won’t walk away. Instead, it presents her with any other man. Here’s a shop owner you saw regularly for a time three winters ago.
@auburnlaughter @stonemaskedtaliesin @kallisto-k
Men are kind, her dreams say. Are they not? That shop owner would always greet her with a smile. He would sell her food for cheap when it was close to going bad. Or maybe it was already rotten. Hard to keep it straight when you’re unconscious. But, that ex - he had some things going for him, at the start. Until he started getting pushy. Very pushy.
The Buzzards Will Go for Your Eyes
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She shakes her head. Orpheus reaches for her other hand, and begins carefully unwrapping it too.
“You’ve had a whole loaf of bread, and a rat, and you’re still hungry.
blight
@artsiesforever @twyrewolf
Eurydice eyes him with no disguise to her suspicion. But then, she sighs.
“The frost really doesn’t help… Alright. I’ll stay for a night.”
Orpheus beams.
standing cuffs
They’ve got him locked into his cuffs, his arms over his head. They’re anchoring his chain to the wall. He stares across at her as a worker checks his shackles.
nickel lore fun fact there is a sort of unspoken agreement between eurydice hades and persephone that nickel is only ever called hades son or eurydices son. absolutely never combine those concepts. even persephone saying 'your son' without making it clear who shes talking to is a dicey move.
something that gets my heart is the interpretation (or at least my own interpretation) of the lines "Flowers.. I remember fields of... flowers soft beneath my heels" as something eurydice is remembering not because there actually were fields of flowers but rather that thats how she felt when with orpheus
that there never were fields of flowers, but with orpheus she could believe so strongly there were, and that belief is what she remembers in hadestown above her and orpheus' own names
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One of the best things about being a writer is thinking of something small you can add to your work that’s just. Devastating. Like you’re sitting there going. Oh. That would be diabolical. People would get really riled up about that. Exquisite. Let’s do it.
it's so funny to read "and there was just one bed :O" fanfiction set in time periods where sharing a bed was entirely normal. Guys, just be glad it's only the two of you.
Proposition: There’s only the two of us in this bed (which makes it uncomfortably intimate). We’re usually three abed with Snoring Steve the footman between us. We kind of expected to bunk down before the fire or in a hayloft, but our mysteriously gracious host has given us a room, and this bed, and there’s only two of us in this bed.
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summoning a demon to do your bidding but they are just so cartoonishly dogshit at the task you give them that the contract never gets fulfilled and now theyre just kinda living in your house
the demon you commanded to go out and destroy your enemies and drag their souls to hell has returned. three hours elapsed, zero souls damned, one skinned knee. demon is visibly trying not to cry.
plot twist theyre an averagely competent demon but theyre really bored of these "maiming and murdering and torturing" type jobs and have been trying to convince their bosses to transfer them to the already oversaturated succubus/incubus devision via what they see as an untapped "moe through helplessness" strategy
“...Dat? Oh, date.” She moves onto the next column. Another long word that probably contains several letters she’s not actually supposed to read. Part of her wants to ask for something simpler. Another part fears that Persephone would give her a children’s book, and the snide comments Hades would make about that. It feels like every time she’s seen him since he handed her over has caused him to think she’s a little more stupid. Her illiteracy definitely hasn’t helped. Eurydice has always been of the opinion that people equating education and intelligence says more about their own stupidity than hers, but it’s a lot harder to ignore the judgement of the god who owns her.
It takes a painfully long time to figure out the word ‘location’.
Tired: "Orpheus turned around because he loved Eurydice, and that's a good thing"/"Orpheus turned around because he failed to trust her, the same way Hades fails to trust Persephone, and that's a bad thing."
Wired: "Hades knew damn well he was setting them up to fail, and the end of the story hinges around him setting those terms to begin with. The onus isn't on Orpheus and Eurydice to break the loop by getting out of the Underworld--it's on Hades to break it by swallowing his pride and letting them go unconditionally."
Tired: "Orpheus turned around because he loved Eurydice, and that's a good thing"/"Orpheus turned around because he failed to trust her, the same way Hades fails to trust Persephone, and that's a bad thing."
Wired: "Hades knew damn well he was setting them up to fail, and the end of the story hinges around him setting those terms to begin with. The onus isn't on Orpheus and Eurydice to break the loop by getting out of the Underworld--it's on Hades to break it by swallowing his pride and letting them go unconditionally."
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The ticking of the ornate clock on the mantle is deafening in the stale lounge. It batters incessantly against Eurydice’s skull, neatly knocking down any thought that tries to emerge from the fog in her brain. She’s been exhausted before. She’s been miserable. She’s likely spent cumulative years of her life on both. But never has she felt exhausted and miserable like she does now.
