Recent works
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How Often Have You Watched Me? by theroyalgaymess
Fandoms: Death Becomes Her - Mattison & Carey/Pennette, Death Becomes Her (1992)
13 Jun 2025
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What I'd like to have happen during Tell Me Ernest, maybe during Pride Month, as a treat!
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And Now She's the Plain Brunette by theroyalgaymess
Fandoms: Death Becomes Her (1992), Death Becomes Her - Mattison & Carey/Pennette
16 May 2025
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One day a year, on the anniversary of drinking the potion, your body reverts to how it was before any alterations have been made. It only lasts for 24 hours. Viola did mention that, some people just don't remember, or weren't paying close attention...
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Not the Time for Foreplay by theroyalgaymess
Fandoms: Death Becomes Her (1992), Death Becomes Her - Mattison & Carey/Pennette
09 May 2025
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the absolutely true happenings at the four seasons hotel
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Good Night Madeline by theroyalgaymess
Fandoms: Death Becomes Her (1992), Death Becomes Her - Mattison & Carey/Pennette
08 May 2025
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An eternity not needing sleep seems unbelievably pleasant, but Madeline and Helen just haven't gotten used to that side effect yet. They've tried every possible remedy, sleeping pills, prescription ibuprofen and perhaps even narconol and nothing has worked. Until Madeline has a truly revolutionary idea.
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Handpainted Bodies by theroyalgaymess
Fandoms: Death Becomes Her (1992), Death Becomes Her - Mattison & Carey/Pennette
23 Mar 2025
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Even though Madeline had been doing her own makeup for theater productions and movie premieres her entire career, having become a walking cadaver forced her to relearn the basics. Helen was never one for makeup until she took Viola's potion and transformed into a breathtaking figure. Although she took the swill long before Mad did, following the everchanging makeup trends of each year grew tiresome. Being ever-living had its advantages, but the walking dead part of it all remained difficult, especially without Ernest's artistic talents. Normal makeup products weren't cutting it anymore, especially not for the wear and tear they put their bodies through. It was true that nothing could kill them anymore, but that didn't mean all the bruises, scrapes and love marks would fade away.
