Historias de Jacquessnicket

Where Quigley went with the Baudelaires to the last safe place and was reunited with his siblings. Where an old guardian of the Baudelaires takes all of them in. Where @Chair_life officially became obsessed with writing Quiglet fluff. Where Dunclet, Kliona, and Figley shippers are strongly encouraged to look away.

𝜗𝜚 ❛ NEPENTHE ❜ - a medicine for sorrow. 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛, 14-year-old Mélodie Amare teleports to the very world she thought she could only dream to be in. WRITING .ᐟ ━━━ ᭝ woesoue 💫 ✦ ༄ fanfic , female oc ━━━━━━ ⩩ 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒

Jacques snicket x Olivia caliban fan fiction :)

Bertrice, Quaren, and mentions of other ships inside! This is a look into the past, with my version of how we got to where we are now. There will of course be happy moments, but some somber ones too. This story is not for everyone. There will be heavy spoilers for All the Wrong Questions inside, but it's not an ATWQ focused book. (Only in the first chapter) Multiple POVs will be used. As many of my stories have similar details to their past events, I have decided this prequel will not be tied to any of my previous stories specifically, as they share several details of their past and it would be mostly inconsequential to not tie them to any one later story. Rated T for swearing. *Disclaimer: I do not own A Series of Unfortunate Events. This is merely a fanfic.*

Dear reader, If you have stumbled upon this book and are hoping for a fun prequel to the tragic lives of the Baudelaire orphans full of love and friendship, you are sorely mistaken. This early tale is no less hurtful nor unfortunate than the books you know, hate, and hopefully avoid. Therefore if you deny my advice and read on, you will encounter such tragedies as a familiar sorrowful school, the murder of a much-loved teenager, detention, a piano and the true origin of a divided organisation. My job, however, is to research these horrible villains and their childish childhood antics, so I am burdened with the task of writing it down. So I beg of you, please don't read this. Just look away. You'll come to regret not doing so.

TW: SEXUAL ASSUALT I AM WORKING MY WAY THROUGH THIS FIC SO THAT IT IS LESS AWFUL, ONLY THE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS ARE REALLY SAFE. ONCE YOU SEE THE OBVIOUS DROP IN QUALITY, STOP READING TO SPARE YOUR SANITY spoilers! duh... This is Olivia and Jacques' point of view on everything that happens. (Only the Netflix series, so there will be Jacqueline and Mr Poe's wife is Elanora (I think that changed idrk)) this is only the Ersatz Elevator because I have nearly memorized episodes 3+4 of series 2 on Netflix. Aka I have no life. I'm so sorry this exists this fanfiction is a year old and deserves to spend eternity in the firey pits of hell

Just a handful of ASOUE imagines I write on Tumblr (@glitteryhorsetrashdean) I get sent asks, and I write up imagines based on the prompts/couples requested.

When the Quagmires decide to stay with the Baudelaires after escaping the village, they search for answers in a half-finished hospital and end up at the mercy of Count Olaf and his crew. Meanwhile, Holly S. is grieving the loss of her father and tries to make sense of everything herself. When she meets an unexpected survivor, the two are set off where their stories meet again.

title says it all

Just an ever expanding collection of some of my favourite memes These memes have been taken from the internet. Credit goes to its creators. Please note that these memes are just for fun and please don't take them seriously or any offense. Cover by SkullantacySmith

Dear Reader, If you are interested in a happy story about a noble volunteer escaping from his captors and finally sending a notorious Count to prison, then I'm afraid you have made a wrong turn and will need to go back as soon as possible to avoid any further inconvenience. With my newly uncovered research, I have managed to piece together a new section of the Baudelaire case--though it doesn't have anything to do with the three children themselves, it has everything to do with the man who cast an enormous, fire-starting shadow over their lives, and the unfortunate capture of a prestigious volunteer. This takes place in the middle of book the seventh, The Vile Village. If I were you, however, I would avoid reading that book, and the books before it, and the books after it, effectively saving myself from thirteen volumes of utter despair. With all due respect, Lemony Snicket.

It felt like yesterday when I last heard your voice. To be truthful I wish it was, but that is not the case and I'm afraid now I will never have the chance to hear it again. So as I sit here looking at your children who have ranaway from an awful man; I can only think of one thing. What am I doing with my life?

"I'm right behind you. I've been behind you all along." A phrase which here means, things aren't always as they seem, and there are more noble people in the world than you think.

I wrote this story in February and couldn't decide if I should post it or not so please don't leave hate. There is a lot of snickiban as well as a little kladora and quiglet. this story is basically what i wanted to happen in the Vile Village.

Dear Reader, I'm sorry to say that this story you are about to read is upsetting and vividing at the same time. It tells the tale of a set of teenagers studying in the Prufrock Preparatory School and taking part in the Drama Club and also a new secret organization. This narrative took place years before the Quagmires and Baudelaires attended the school, being taunted by Coach Genghis and Carmelita Spats. At the time this story takes place, the school ws more pleasant, but the tale is unpleasant nevertheless. It is my duty to write down this story, but there is nothing stopping you from shutting off your phone or laptop and do something happy and fun. Due to security reasons, I am still unable to disclose my name or location, but please believe me when I say this tale is real and accurate. With all due respect, N.

a ASOUE one shot series please leave comments for ships and ideas Constructive criticism wanted please.