WileyWendyMoore
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Cesare acquires a nasty affliction from a cryptid, and LDG indulges Caligari's warped affinity for the little guy.
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Something Warm and Red by CrescentFresh (WileyWendyMoore)
Fandoms: BIGTOP BURGER (Web Series)
02 Mar 2026
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Flatwoods comforts Dracula when desperation nearly drives her into making a terrible choice.
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Fanart for "The Devil Gives With Every Hand" by CrescentFresh (WileyWendyMoore) for WinsomeEarl
Fandoms: BIGTOP BURGER (Web Series)
03 Aug 2025
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Hiii, this is the first of a couple of illustrations inspired by WinsomeEarl's amazing "The Devil Gives With Every Hand." Since I intend to keep these together, I'll just update this list as I complete works. I have a good handful in mind, I know I can get at least three complete!
1. A Quiet Pride - I found the two OC Watchers so compelling, Luchthonn and Arsames added some really chilling, beautiful contrast to brand new toy Cesare. And Caligari doling out a few crumbs of affection for each at the end really topped off the *ghastliness* of the whole scene!
2. Colomba Morta WIP Preview - I've had this sketch since before the Arsames one, but I could NOT. get Cesare's face how I wanted it! But FINALLY I got him looking how I wanted, I just had to get into Hans Bellmer for a few weeks and start listening to Ethel Cain. *wheezes* The full piece is coming soon, but I was SO relieved to finally get the expression I wanted, I had to share!
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Two Firings, and Several Feats of Halloween Sartorial Excellence by WileyWendyMoore for alittlevelma
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
31 Oct 2023
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Ed and Stede made plans to go to Spanish Jackie's Halloween party with Lucius and Pete, but a recent incident at Jeff's Grill has caused some mutual awkwardness about going as a group. Likely nothing the crisp vibes of Halloween can't fix...right?
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A Somebody I'm Longing to See by CrescentFresh (WileyWendyMoore)
Fandoms: The Office (US)
04 Aug 2020
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One of the most effective therapeutic things I do is write little vignettes and scenes with characters I resonate with. They start out low/no canon, and sometimes that's enough to work out whatever I need. Sometimes though! it's better to fuss with them and try to make them even a little more canon. So this might not really scan with anyone else, but I was fond of it and know that my vision of the Nard-Dog occasionally does mesh with how others see the character!
Definitely inspired by Barenaked Ladies' "What a Good Boy" and Frank Sinatra's version of "Someone to Watch Over Me," and a lifelong preference of self-damaging discomfort over admittance of vulnerability!
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He’s probably paying them too much. Maybe if he reduced their wages by a few hundred bucks an hour, they’d stop fucking asking him to come hang out with them.
He does no such thing, of course, and so the invitations keep rolling in. Pizza party at the roller rink, bingo night, two-for-one bowling, something called a ‘Paint N’ Sip’ pottery class—an endless deluge of trendy evening affairs, each somehow more inane than the last. Cesare always bows out, sometimes gracefully—“Can’t make it, I’ve got, er, hot yoga at eight. Yeah, yeah, too bad, maybe next time.”—and sometimes less so—“So help me god, Conrad, if you invite me one more time to go apple picking with you, I will put grilled onions in your protein shake!”—but inevitably, invariably, they always let it drop.
Until today, that is.
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Alternately: Cesare is, despite his best efforts at deflecting the Zomburger crew's social invitations, finally persuaded into attending Frances’ twenty-fifth birthday party. An old-fashioned game of Spin the Bottle results in some unexpected developments between the four of them. (AKA my shamelessly indulgent Zompolycule kissfic)Bookmarked by CrescentFresh (WileyWendyMoore)
06 Jun 2026
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The diamond, the treasure, the Zompolycule
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The bizarre romance of a couple who did actually manage to crawl into each other's skin.
Bookmarked by CrescentFresh (WileyWendyMoore)
12 Mar 2026
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kind of like the first time i heard underworld's "mmm...skyscraper i love you" and became So Aware of objectum sexuality
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The Emotional Intricacies Found in Durian-Related Injuries by Illgiveyouthemoon
Fandoms: BIGTOP BURGER (Web Series)
31 Jan 2026
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Cesare continues like he doesn’t hear Allen. “How stupid would you have to be, huh? To think that after one thousand years, I'd wanna stick around for your sake. I mean, you think I’d wanna spend it with you?” The silence that follows is an answer on its own. “Oh, that's fucking rich,” he lets out a mirthless chuckle, then goes for the jugular, “You really thought you were special, didn't you?”
Allen’s entire body feels like marble, cool to the touch and chipped. Cesare’s been mean before, he’s been downright cruel at times. But this?
It feels like he’s being drilled for parts.
Bookmarked by CrescentFresh (WileyWendyMoore)
08 Mar 2026
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am read, it's me, doin my server homework :3c
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He turned to look at Conrad across the table, who didn't say anything. But he hoped Conrad would pick up on his mental signals and just let Allen have this one.
“If you like carving wood so much, boss, I got some tools in my garage somewhere. ‘Could save you from using up kitchen knives.”
Cesare went silent at the mention of wood carving.
“Let me grab my stuff.” He finally says, stepping back. “After the dinner rush!”
Fuck. Why didn't he think of buying carving tools?After a bit of trial and error, Cesare and Allen start living together and Allen feels like it's a dream come true. That is, until he checks on Cesare one night and, instead of the older man he's used to seeing, he finds a young, Venetian Cesare sleeping where the old one used to be.
As it turns out, when things feel too good to be true, that's probably because they are.title and song lyrics are from Home Again by Park Lane
Bookmarked by CrescentFresh (WileyWendyMoore)
23 Feb 2026
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When Cesare died, one of the last things he felt—aside from the agonizing pain—was the wet, searing heat of his own blood spilling out from his stomach, and the leeching cold that consumed him from the outside in until darkness overtook him and he was gone. Then, he’d woken up, and all he was left with was the absence, the frigid, relentless chill.
Here, like this, for the first time in nearly one thousand years, that chill is fading.
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A series of late night visits to the Bigtop Burger truck by a certain undead Watcher have some unexpected consequences.Bookmarked by CrescentFresh (WileyWendyMoore)
23 Jan 2026
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Purring!Steve, vaguegasm, relatable