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In which Patrick is a Devil who's really good at Hell's bureaucracy, and really bad at a human called Pete Wentz. (or, how the mighty fall in love)

i just on a whim relistened to the entire original concept album and i think on some level it still trumps the 2017 live recording, though the delineation between Concept Album vs Musical is important to keep in mind. Analysis of all three versions of hadestown

i jus got back from foolin around w this girl n she had her bed out in the middle of the got-damned nowhere, like not against a wall, not against any wall at all, just in the middle of th fucking room surrounded by this gauzy material shit on a hoop above the bed w some fairy lights all stuck on it for ~aesthetic~ and the whole fuckdamn time i kept thinkin HOW does this woman sleep like this?! monsters come getcha from any and all directions!! snatch u off the bed from the fuckin top, the sides, the bottom NO DIRECTION IS SAFE !! “you wanna stay the night babe?” NO!!! I DO NOT!!! i wanna live thru the night & not wake up to demons caressing my head from your unprotected bed space!! i feel cursed having just fucked on it..! got some dark interloper followin me home hopin i got the same shitty setup!! no sir!! 2 walls for this biché. 4 if i could get em. sleep in a fuckin box w a lil hole cut in it. i need protection!!! 0/10 setup. any type of translucent canopy over a bed is ASKING for a ghost to stand on the other side and watch u sleep. wake up to a hazy outline “o honey is that u?” NO ITS A DEMON. i cannot believe i suffered this tonight. the things i do for a beautiful girl honeSTLY

A month after Kevin runs from the Ravens, Nathaniel Wesninski is sent to the Foxes as a message from Riko.

Neil thought that the most dangerous part of his new job would be his werewolf boss. Andrew Minyard seems determined to prove him wrong.

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Andrew wasn’t pleased about being dragged to the backwater town called Millport, but a tip from some second-rate hunter had made its way to the Court – about a strange runaway named Neil Josten sharing the man’s campfire. Of course it piqued Kevin’s interest, who just had to meet this Neil himself. ------ Neil ran from his life of slavery and never stopped. When the Foxes, Palmetto City's Elite Guard, come looking for a new recruit, Neil knew he should keep running, but it's too much for Neil to say no. The issue is Neil's not the human rogue he pretends to be - there's something significantly more sinister (and magical) lurking in his blood. (And then there's the half-dwarf that won't leave him alone.) Where the Foxes are a group of mercenaries hired by Palmetto City to act as their elite guard and end up having to protect the land from the potential Demon Armies Riko is trying to release. Fantasy AU

Don’t even think about it Nathaniel. Do you want to know what we did to the other boy who ran?

"It’s as if someone is doing experiments, only using the whole world as their lab." A plane lands itself at Logan Airport, every person horrifically dead inside, and FBI Agent Andrew Minyard’s carefully controlled existence is thrown into chaos. Suddenly, the people he’s promised himself he would protect are in danger. Neil Josten is a name that should have existed only on paper, until Andrew Minyard knocks on his door and drags him back to Boston to enlist the help of his old acquaintance and disgraced scientist Kevin Day. A team where everyone has their own past to run from shouldn’t be able to save the world, but maybe they can anyway. Maybe they can save each other too, while they’re at it. In this lab, anything’s possible.   OR A "Fringe" AU where Andrew is Dunham, Neil is Peter, Kevin is Walter, and Unit Chief David Wyamck heads up the Fringe and Other Xeno-Experimental Sciences Division of the FBI

Neil is not a damsel, Andrew is not a knight, Riko is not a dragon. Nobody gets saved. Not really. Or: Riko goes too far, and Neil is left in pieces.

Ronan snorted, “You sound like Noah, all cryptic and whatever. Like you’re about to recite some Queen Mab bullshit.” Suddenly, Noah appeared behind the couch and flopped over it, elbowing Ronan in the stomach in the process. “I dreamed a dream tonight, that dreamers often lie!” he wailed as Ronan howled in pain. “Blessed Mary, Virgin Mother, make me not end you!”

After two years in prison for a crime he absolutely did commit, Andrew has his next heist all planned out. All he needs is a team of thieves as talented as he is. An Ocean’s Eleven AU where the Foxes like to steal things, Riko owns several casinos, and Andrew has a score to settle.

After his mother's death, Neil no longer has any reason to ignore his seventh and final Hogwarts letter when it gets delivered to him. He needs time to get back on his feet and ready his plan to run somewhere far, far away from his father’s grasp. Hogwarts sounds like a safe place to bide his time. Unfortunately for Neil, nothing is ever that simple. When Hogwarts hosts the Triwizard Tournament, he quickly gets caught in the middle of the unfolding competition, an old feud, a deal between two friends, and possibly something larger that’s at play.

Neil Josten has been banned from going near any body of water for eight years. Several bad decisions later, he's signed onto Palmetto State University's swim team with Kevin Day-one of the few people from his past that knows all of his truths. This will lead to more bad decisions. He's going to get himself killed. (This is essentially a total rewrite of Nora's lovely series but with swimming and a few twists.)

Exy is an exhilarating, action-packed sport played fifty feet above ground on hoverboards, which means it's fast and violent and can lead to life-threatening injuries for its players. That's one of reasons why it's not legally recognized as a sport and so is played 'underground', the league organized by the powerful Moriyama criminal organization. Illegal or not, it's popular both with the fans and its players - including one Neil Josten, who rarely feels alive unless he's on a hoverboard. For the first time in ten years, he's no longer running and he's finally able to play a sport he's loved since he was a child. Now if only he could get Andrew Minyard, the Palmetto Foxes' best goalie (the division's best goalie) to stop treating him like a threat, then everything would be fine. Or so Neil believes.

Neil has a talent for deactivating sensors that tell doctors when a patient takes their medication. Andrew, a famous Exy player, has a sensor that needs deactivating.

Andrew's eyes slide to Neil’s own, hazel and framed with eyelashes dark enough to belie his natural hair colour, and his expression does something complicated. “Neil, I presume?” “Andrew,” Neil nods, confirming and asking all in one. Andrew hums. “Audacious of you to laugh at my height when you look to make a pretty decent arm-rest for Kevin, yourself” “Not your height,” Neil allows, “your pride. I would have gotten a stool” “I would have pushed you off of it”

The recorded number of times someone hit on Neil Josten and got nowhere, and the one time Andrew didn't even have to try.

It had been two years since Neil had last stepped into a pool.

Nora mentioned in her extra content that Neil slowly maps out Andrew's body and then this fic happened. Starts after The King's Men.

Andrew is fed up with Nicky continually setting him up with guys, so he devises a plan to get him to stop: he claims he's dating Kevin. Of course, with his luck, as soon as he declares himself off the market he meets Neil. Cue the useless gay pining.

Sakura punches through the space-time continuum. Everything changes.

Neil Josten has spent the last two months on a mercenary ship. David Wymack and his crew had been hired by Neil's uncle to quietly transport him from the Colombia Fort back the Capital. They are to arrive in port tomorrow as expected. What is unexpected is the fact that Neil has found a home aboard the Seafox, and saying goodbye to the foxes--to Andrew--is tearing his heart in two.

He would never admit it, but his thing for Neil is becoming a serious problem. Half his schemes aren’t even real anymore, if he’s honest. They’re just excuses to see number ten. Andrew isn’t a hardcore villain anyways, so it’s not really a big deal. As long as he robs a few banks a year, he doesn’t have to worry about keeping a job or rent, and his brother gets to continue med school. It was a good plan until Neil fucking Josten showed up and started meeting all his standards.

A chance rescue one evening turns into quite a surprise for Ogata Juudan. Whom exactly did he pull out of the Ichigaya Canal? A story about second chances. This work is complete and contains 18 chapters (116,000 words).

“Shindou?” Touya says from the doorway, in a tone of utter horror, “are you giving my dad honmei choco?”

Ophelia Darwin never meant to involve herself with Tom Riddle-it just sort of happened. Tom Riddle could have probably said the same. How long does it take for one to wake up and realize your greatest fear was not a monster that went bump at night, but the person who casually bullied you into doing their history homework?

Do you have any game of thrones recs?

Death is presented with an interesting challenge - to live among the humans whom he finds so confusing for a short time. Normally he wouldn't consider such a thing, content to spend his days constantly wandering around while doing his job (and avoiding his father, Destruction), but this time, he's found one human in particular to be of interest so he decides to give it a try, to stay in one place for at least a few days. What can go wrong? Only a Fury and a Virtue (or three) are determined to 'help' him out, for reasons of their own, and nothing is ever simple when so many powers that be start plotting. Death may very well regret giving in to his curiosity, along with the humans around him. Basically, my take on the Sandman universe with TFC characters.

Adam Parrish works as a sober companion, but he has no idea of the storm that's soon to hit him when Ronan Lynch turns out to be his newest client. (Or the one where Adam Parrish and Ronan Lynch are trapped underneath the same roof for six weeks.) * Ronan, to his surprise, opened his eyes. For a breathless moment, Adam was transfixed in them. They were the color of the ocean on the most azure of nights, lightning right before it struck the ground, damp hydrangeas on a fog-swept morning. Those eyes gave him chills.