Modern Falsettos AU. ~ Whizzer moves out of New York after highschool, and came back years later. In highschool, he had a few friends: Marvin, Mendel, Trina, Cordelia and Charlotte. They all graduated a year before him. Whizzer didn't have a lot of inspiration his last year. Before, Trina and Marvin were highschool sweethearts. Trina got pregnant their senior year, and Marvin and Trina vowed to stay together.. which broke Whizzers heart. He hooked up with Marvin a few times, and nobody but them knew. Cordelia and Charlotte also dated starting sophomore year. Mendel.. he never really talked to.. but they had alot in common. Once his friends graduated, Whizzer only talked to them for a few more months before they drifted away.. until Whizzer moved back to New York.

Marvin hasn't met any of the teachers and he's only heard of one. The P.E. teacher. Mr. Brown. Marvin doesn't like him. He might go as far to say he hates him. Does he have a reason? Yes. Does he have a good reason? Well, no. But Marvin can hate whoever he god damn wants okay? And if the only reason is that Jason seems to love him, then what? Let him have something. He's never gonna meet the bastard anyways. Or so he thought. _________________________ Whizzvin fic, with Teacher!Whizzer :) English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes :] (I forgot to put author's notes until like chapter 8😔)

What happens if Lucifer went to check Alastor before he went to Vox and got humiliated in front of all hell. And what if he wants to get along with Alastor not only because of Charlie and he decides to make him his own executioner. So basically in the second season right before Lucifer went to Vox and kinda fucked up everything for Charlie he wents to see (and mock) Alastor but....

Angels experience month-long molts after times of crisis or extreme stress. It just so happens being kidnapped and tortured would be a catalyst for Lucifer's molt. Of course, at the time, he had no idea this would lead to Alastor offering his help... in more ways than one. *Events occur after Season 2, slightly altered for plot's sake.* -All characters belong to Vivziepop-

just some random Persiens (Percival x Nasiens) Oneshots. Nasiens will sometimes be a boy, sometimes a girl and sometimes he's gonna be genderless (depends on what fits a specific one shot the most.) I don't do angsty stuff, since Persiens is my comfort ship. Hope you enjoy this.

You're the fire and I'm the moth. You burn beautifully, and I drift toward you the way a moth drifts toward its ruin, convinced it has found its heaven. ps: pls ignore any plot holes that appeared in this fanfic, i often forget abt details and end up realising it too late...

During the rut, bucks become intensely focused on does, actively "tending" or guarding their partner to ensure mating, separating them from other deer, and chasing off rivals. They also start to obsessingly feed their mate, nurturing them to ensure that their bodies is ready to carry their fawns. Now, imagine Alastor doing that to Lucifer unconsciously and out of pure instinct. This is my AU.

Crowley x Aziraphale This was made before season 2 came out lmfao Completed!

"Why are you doing this?" Aziraphale's voice is faint, his breathing uneven. Crowley doesn't lift his eyes to see the sickly look on his face, the twist of pain where only joyous smiles should ever be. "Bandages need changing", he mumbles, eyes fixed firmly on his working hands. "No. I meant-" He can hear as Aziraphale swallows. "Why do you care for me?" It isn't just 'why do you take care of me'. It's 'why do you still care at all'. Crowley has to close his eyes for a second, makes sure Aziraphale doesn't see. "Cause you're here", he says, voice carefully detached, "and you're hurt, and you need someone. And that someone's gotta be me." "Why?" He won't answer that. He can't answer that. "Don't ask stupid questions." ~oOo~ Or, the one where Heaven punishes Aziraphale the only way they know how, Crowley is there to help pick up the pieces, and maybe they can build something new and much more beautiful from both their broken shards. Warning for blood and injury, aftermath of physical violence, drinking as a coping mechanism, symptoms of depression - heed the tags!