When Sock isn't taunting Jonathan A little Valhalla Soundbox and a certain pair of headphones make him seem enticingly bearable. Rated t for use of a swear.

If Jonathan killed himself what would his hellish eternity be like? Maybe it would consist, of A pesky demon, black coffee, and an endless box of files. (Rated m for implications and direct mentions of suicide. Also minor swearing.)

Even if it seemed like Jonathan didn't give a care, somewhere deep down...he still did.

Sock calls the knife at the beginning of the film his "old friend". So I wrote a little something about him meeting his "old friend" and how this "friend" influenced his life. The piece has a somewhat poetic feel to it all which I particularly like.

A short fic about the absence of Sock's parents and what became of it. Maybe they just wanted to forget the little demon they both had made. He was homicidal after all. Rated t for a swear word and all. Contains gory imagery.

Wow its been ages since I last contributed to this fandom. Anyway this story is something I wrote about what Sock and Jonathan see their existence together as. Its written in my weird style that I use that lingers between story, vignette, and free verse poem. Be warned it does contain some graphic and gory imagery.

When Jonathan comes home one day sick and tired Sock decides to take care of him but ends up figuring out his true feelings inside.

My old original story punching the ticket is now rewritten and much much better now so please enjoy this new and improved edit.

Providence held a knife and Mephistophelese held a burnt past. Alternate backstory AU.

A short fic I wrote about what happened leading up to the beginning of welcome to hell

The year is 1957. The antissocial greaser Jonathan is dating Sock, a boy with a terrible fashion sense who pretends to be a girl just so they can have a peaceful relationship. Sock wants to go further in the relationship, which was ok at best... But the boy had some weird tendencies.

Jonathan finally dies. He just couldn't stand it anymore

For the W2H Big Bang on Tumblr! Providence is up to writing a fanfic for the Gods fanfiction contest, and that just happens to be a fluff AU of the W2H cast. SockJonLilJojo ('fanfic' wise) and ProviMephi. Oneshot.

Jonathan's first semester in college. Just as he was getting used to Sock, now he is faced with a horrible room mate: Donovan Stephano. Meanwhile, Sock is trying to deal with a mate of a different sort: his soul mate, Amelia Kate. A 5K writing challenge for W2H Big Bang. big thanks to @kaycnite and @kingstrawberrymilk for being artists for this work.

The zombie apocalypse has begun, and Jonathan Combs is content to hunker down with his boyfriend and wait it out. Sock, however, is suspicious about the nature of the apocalypse and wants to solve the mystery. Will the two be able to pull together and figure out why the soulless now rule the Earth? Rated M just in case

Sock had forgotten about his past life for the most part. He wasn't really upset about this and figured it was all part of being dead. But when his memories came back with a terrifying vengeance, he must admit that he has deep psychological issues. Not wanting to embrace the truth, he leaves Jonathan's home to find solace in his work. This only hides a truth Jon can find, however.

Estaba harto de todo: de que Sock siempre se le insinuara y le provocara y de sentirse como un tonto. Maldito fuera por haber conseguido que cayera en su juego, y él mismo por permitirle ganar. Porque Sock en verdad era un demonio, uno muy listo.

Sock is an affable demon selected by Mephistopheles to drive people to suicide. Jojo is a surly guardian angel who wants to make Sock's afterlife miserable. Fergus is a ghost with questions for Providence. Amelia Kate is a wandering spirit with unique abilities. Sock was welcomed to Hell, but just how far from Heaven is he really?

Two weeks into his new life as demonic pest, Sock ached. Not physically, because physically he felt nothing, not even the open stab wound in his abdomen. But that nothing was just what he felt. It was a gaping void usually filled with the fuzziness of restful sleep. He cracked a grin. Guess he was the restless dead now.

"You'd be okay with not knowing? With hanging around an ex-con and being in the dark about what he's done?" "You're working a shitty job at a shitty bar, socializing with a shitty singer. Whatever you've done, you've served time and now you're here, slogging through life with a smile on your face. You're trying. That's got to count for something." "Thanks," Sock said quietly.

Porque él no quería ser su sombra, porque él no quería enamorarse de esta, porque Sock jamás pidió enamorarse de quien se supone que jamás debía verlo, porque Jonathan nunca pidió ser cautivado por una voz fantasma de su cabeza. Pero las tragedias son un imán perfecto para los corazones perdidos en el abismo, porque ellos eran dos corazones unidos por la tragedia de los antepasados

What happens when a particular little spirit accidentally surprises the dude he's supposed to kill? This is just a little one shot about two of the main characters "Welcome to Hell". Warning, this does delve into sensitive topics like suicide, so please, please, please be prepared before you read this.

"It was kind of cute to think of Jonathan carefully examining Sock's kills after the fact. It was like sending notes back and forth. Sock killed them, Jonathan examined them, then Sock buried them. With the back and forth, they were practically a team at this point anyway. As far as Sock was concerned, it was sweet either way." Serial killer/crime AU.

The story of Mephistopheles and Providence. He was made to be Her companion, and would always be Her most beloved creation. Yet even She couldn't foresee the the hard times ahead for him, or the dark turn their relationship would take later. (Co-written with Sephypsycologist)

prompt fic: AU Jonathan is a hot lifeguard at the local public pool where younger teen Sock tries to drown himself to get his attention. Unrequited love.