Five approaches his brother slowly. "What's wrong, Viktor?"
"Nothing."
"I don't believe that."
"I don't…I don't like how they're talking about Harlan."
"Why? He's dangerous."
"Because they said the same things about me, Five! They locked me in a soundproof box in the basement, prepared to leave me there for who knows how long."
"They wouldn't do that, Viktor."
"They did, Five. And the only reason I don't worry about that happening now is that the box doesn't exist."
"You don't mean that."
"Oh, I do. What's the difference between then and now?"
"For one, time."
Viktor laughs. "What time, Five? Because to me, that was less than two weeks ago."
"You were in Dallas for months."
"With no memory. I only regained that less than a week ago, but the question stands. What's different now?"
"You're not being manipulated by Harold."
"It wasn't Leonard that made me blow up the world. It was you all. And nothing has happened since to make sure I don't do it again. Heck, I almost did it days ago by all our counts and took Ben out in the process."
"But you wouldn't, not by choice."
"Yeah well, hate to break it to you, I'm pretty sure I chose to the first time."
"So you learn control-"
"When? Dad trained you and the others for years. Years before the Academy had its first mission. Me? I've been aware of these powers for two weeks and I've had zero training sessions. I'm running on instinct and vague memories that started filtering through once I realized I was rumored. I haven't even been able to touch the telekinesis since-"
"Since what?"
"I'm not actually sure if I used it to pull down the Academy or if that was something else. Used it to kill Leonard though. Pogo as well. Haven't touched it since then. Or the weather. Or…or what dad had me do. And what Harlan did, Five? That's me too. I gave him my powers. Anything can he do, I can do too. Except Harlan hasn't almost destroyed the world twice so he's a better me."
"That's not true."
"It is. So yeah, I don't like how they're, you're, talking about Harlan. Because I have no guarantee I'm not next. We can't suppress my powers; Dad's drugs don't exist in this timeline."
"We're not saying to hand over Harlan because of what he can do. We're saying it because that's how we ensure cooperation from the Sparrows in saving what's left of the universe."
"And we need them for that? Absolutely need them?"
"We need access to the Kugelblitz."
"Klaus was able to sneak in and see it. I'm sure you can too. Giving up Harlan is the easy option. Just like Luther locking me in that chamber was." Viktor runs his hand over his head. "At the very least, Harlan is one of us. Like Lila is. Someone with powers, and just as much experience using his are you are yours. We might need him to stop this."
Five hums in the back of his throat.
"Whatever. I'm not going to assume that what I says matter. You'll get rid of him, because you don't know what to do with him. Just like you don't know what to do with me."
He turns to walk away, but Five grabs his wrist. "Viktor. I promise, we won't."
"You can't do that, Five. Just cuz you love me doesn't mean you won't hurt me." Viktor lights up. "I'm done talking. I suggest you let go."
So once upon a time I had plans to write an office romance willex au but I don't think I ever will finish this so I'm throwing out the first part for today's Willex Wednesday because I still like it.
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Willie was late. That, in itself, was not a new experience though this time it was not at all his fault that his flight into New York City had been delayed. The one time he had really tried to be on time, too.
He was still panting a little when the elevator doors opened on the 49th floor and spewed him into yet another hallway that looked identical to every other hallway he had encountered in this damn building. He took a few tentative steps to the right and stopped abruptly, consulting the crumpled printout in his hand for the room number yet again. He was so focused on trying to find the damn thing within the small print of the email that he smacked right into someone as he started moving again.
“Ah, fuck,” the person muttered.
Willie looked up, a string of apologies already on his lips when he realised that the person he had run into was a) gorgeous and b) patting at the coffee stain on his very white shirt. Or rather, formerly white shirt.
“Shit, I’m so sorry!”
Willie’s hands fluttered around a bit uselessly but at least he had checked the impulse to touch the stranger just in time.
Normally, guys in suits weren’t really his thing but this one was tall and handsome in a very cute way and when he lifted his gaze and smiled sheepishly at Willie, saying he should have paid more attention, too, Willie was struck by the blue of his eyes and very white teeth.
And when the guy’s words came to a stuttering halt as he looked at Willie, eyes widening slightly, Willie couldn’t hold back a smile of his own because maybe he was lucky and the guy wouldn’t mind too much that Willie had caused him to spill his coffee. He hadn’t come here to flirt but he definitely wouldn’t hesitate if the opportunity presented itself.
“I’m really sorry about your coffee and your shirt, man!” He stretched out his hand. “I’m Willie, by the way.”
“I … uhm,” handsome suit guy swallowed, looked down at Willie’s hand, then at his own, and finally shifted the empty mug into his left hand and wiped the few spilled drops of coffee on his already spoiled shirt so he could shake Willie’s hand. He had a nice, firm grip, and yes, Willie did notice that he had very nice hands, too.
“Alex,” his handsome stranger said, somewhat belatedly and Willie was grinning again.
“Say, Alex, can you point me to … uh,” he consulted the printed email once more, “room A38? I was supposed to be there like an hour ago but my flight got delayed and this building is a maze …” he rolled his eyes and shrugged.
“Oh!” The guy huffed out a laugh. “Are you William Ortega by any chance?”
Willie narrowed his eyes. “Yeah ….?”
“Great, yeah, we’ve been waiting for you but we heard the flight got delayed so, no problem! I’m Alex Mercer, one of the external IT consultants on this project?”
“Oh, cool!” Willie laughed. “So I ran into the right person at least! Again, I’m really sorry.”
Alex waved his apology away.
“I haven’t checked into my hotel yet so I actually got my luggage with me and can change into a fresh shirt, so don’t worry about it. Here, let me show you to the room.”
Once they reached A38, Alex introduced him to his two colleagues, Luke Patterson and Reginald Peters, both of whom seemed friendly and easy going, and Willie was happy to see Julie and Flynn again, with whom he’d worked on another project in the past.
Alex walked over to his suitcase and Willie was only slightly distracted by his gorgeous long legs and how well his suit pants were fitted to his equally gorgeous ass. He was suddenly looking forward to this IT project a lot more than he’d previously thought.
A new shirt extracted from his neatly packed luggage, Alex got up again and announced he’d just go change real quick and then they could start, and Willie didn’t even try not to think about Alex changing his shirt in the bathroom cubicle. But to make up for his lustful daydreaming about a guy he hardly knew, and because he still felt guilty, he offered to fetch a new coffee for Alex.
“It’s the least I can do and I can get one for myself, so win-win.” He grinned.
Alex smiled gratefully.
“Yeah, uhm, that’d be nice.” He bit his lip. “With milk and two sugars please…”
He looked like he’d just admitted to watching porn at work and it was adorable.
Willie beamed at him. “Milk and two sugars, got it!”
pov: third person limited, with various narrators throughout
status: a series of 4 novels/stories, in various states of drafting
summary: in one night, Raedora is thrown into chaos. the royal librarian murders the queen and her youngest daughter with magic and flees, leaving behind the king and the crown princess to pick up the pieces. the princess spirals slowly into madness as her sworn shield tries to save her, terrified of her dead sister's prophecy.
two thieves in the capital set their sights on the crown jewels after attending the queen's coronation. but when one gets a little too reckless and catches the attention of the Mad Dog of Morbhard, their plans quickly go off the rails.
when their parents are killed in the Dragon Purges, two shapeshifters must hide amongst their killers to survive. one, a talented healer, tries to build a life that will be safe for them, but her little brother has his sights set on avenging their parents by murdering the queen that ordered their deaths.
a young witch is raised alone by her father, always in hiding, with strange dreams and visions of the future. when he dies of an illness even her magic can't heal, she must strike out on her own, searching for answers to the prophecy that has followed her for her whole life.
tag: the raedoran cycle
so originally this was one novel following multiple characters, but thanks to a minor plot bunny that greatly spiraled out of control (lacuna) it has become something much more. many of the four novels' events occur simultaneously, with their stories overlapping and intertwining as the character's lives do the same.
the knight of lacuna lake
Keelan: baby boy war criminal. he narrates the story as he tries to save Maura from herself.
Maura: the golden queen of Raedora. she lost half her family in 1 night and handed it incredibly well all things considered (no she didn't)
status: first draft finished(!!), shelved while it marinates and i work on the rest of the cycle. likely going to come back and edit it at some point but for now it is what it is
tag: lacuna
the thieves of morbhard
Arthur: master lockpick and ball of anxiety. he narrates his attempts to get Jack to notice him while also trying to steal the crown jewels.
Jack: cursed damned street rat. born on the night of the triple new moon and condemned to a life on the streets, he's got his sights set on stealing enough to get both him and Arthur out of Morbhard for good.
status: just barely starting to draft. fully outlined.
tag: thieves
the dragons of kiltide
Emilia: the only voice of reason around here. a talented healer fighting to protect her baby brother from both the persecution they face in their homeland and the Purges that killed their parents.
Fabin: teenage ball of rage. his parents died in front of him when he was 13 and he has been supremely chill about it since then and doesn't everybody sleep with their sword under their bed?
status: outlining with the occasional scene.
tag: dragons
the witch of the west
Birdie: a talented witch born under and blessed by the full silver moon. raised by her father in the woods after fleeing the witch trials, she is determined to understand and fulfill her prophecy. her strange dreams of dragons, thieves, and knights lead her to a search for the people who she believes will help her in her journey.
status: it's complicated. this where all the original material lives for the most part so it's outlined(sort of??) and i've been writing scenes for it but idk what the actual timeline of events is and i've changed a LOT since i started. so it's a frankendraft mess. we'll get there eventually.
tag: the witch
and that's it! that's my baby! i think about Them a lot these days.
taglist: ask to be added <3 @k--havok @theharpywrites
links:
lacuna wip intro/masterpost
salt and brine (in the same world but not necessarily relevant)
i will add more as things get posted but for now you can find everything for each story/character through the linked tags up above. i am always available to scream about my children :)
I've been chugging along at these designs for ages and I am so proud of them and stoked to finally share them AA if you have any questions FEEL FREE to ask me I have been plotting and drawing this au so much (have many things still in the works to post!!)
AU Summary: A Long time ago a strange interloper claiming to be a Starclan warrior took over the clan (Dimple/Mosswish). He gave them a prophecy from the ancient times of a cat that would one day be destined to take his place as the True leader of the clan.
Years later, a stray (Reigen/Weaselflight) found two kittens (Mob & Ritsu/Sproutmask & Thistlestrike) abandoned in the trash and took them in. If anyone asked he would claim it was just so that he wouldn't have anyone's death on his conscience but nobody ever asked. He staked out a human neighborhood and left them on the doorstep and once he saw them get taken in went off on his way.
Almost a year after that Sprout and Thistle have no memories of the cat who saved them and they have both grown. Sprout is constantly wondering what lies beyond his yard.
He befriends a stay who just came back to town named Weasel that seems oddly familiar, who's been mentoring Sprout on the ways of the Clan. He uses Weasel's "true" stories as a springboard for all the things he wants to do someday and tells his brother all about (Thistle hides his concern about that) But there are clan cats who have been watching them convinced Sprout is the one chosen by Starclan to help them.
Eventually they come to him, offering him anything he wants if he will join them, permanently.
I have a lot more I'm keeping secret for now you'll have to find out >:3c
design and name notes under the cut!
First off: I started on these BEFORE the fursona plush actually ever got announced but about mid-way through plotting all this They Happened and I knew I could not use any aspect of them for these designs so if u want to know why they don't look like those. that's why. I ardently refused to use those designs. I love them!!! I have fanart in the works of them, but they're not part of this.
Mob - he was the first character I drew and the base off of which I drew everyone else because he's the default. He's the glass of water, the firestar, the plain chip, the True Neutral of design.
He was also the last one i colored and actually finished a design for LMAO. When it came to his name I knew I wanted -mask as his suffix because of the fact he is the most autistic character I have ever seen in my life (I am a professional autist, I know my own) and he is absolutely masking 95% of the time before the confession arc. I was stuck on what his suffix could be though, but my friend @cellulr suggested broccoli as a name and I remembered that OH YEAH he can make plants grow, which is how I got to Sprout, also it just sounds cute. He's a growing little sprout, it works.
Reigen - My design is very specifically based on the Least Weasel. I do not subscribe to fox headcanons under any circumstances. I don't care what reason people have for them he's not a fox. He's literally the quote "weaseling out of things is important to learn! It's what separates us from the animals...except the weasel." incarnate.
His name was the easiest one for me. He's a weasel, he loves to get out of Situations, Weaselflight. It's a winner.
Serizawa - He's a calico :3c I made him a calico because it matched the color palette of his pajamas and I just love his pajamas look because the blue suit is............kind of boring sorry <3.
I was really stuck on what to name him but i found out on the wiki that the zawa kanji of his name means Marsh and I really fell in love with that. -whisper was based on him being kinda shy when he first joins the clans but just like in actual canon he gets braver but is still a big gentle giant type guy
Dimple - I don't believe in realistic cat genetics for warrior cats content, these are a bunch of strays in the woods who have organized religion and superpowers. The cats can be green if I make them green. So Dimple's design was translated pretty literally but I made him very short and rounder than everyone else. And I gave him the same nicked ear that the claw security guard people draw him with/as all the time has. Also he's short and people keep thinking he's an apprentice I think that was a funny part of Scourge nobody used.
If you want to get realistic or something you could say maybe Dimple being green was proof enough to the clans he's otherworldly and therefore totally a real starclan warrior. His suffix Moss is pretty obvious but -wish has an in and out of universe explanation. In-universe it's about his own wishes of being important (godly perhaps?). Out of universe it's a reference to my favorite old timey warrior cats fansite warriors wish.
Teru - okay I will admit this is the only design that's loosely based on some fursona art. I saw art of him as a Pomeranian with the rest of the gang and I was obsessed I could not let him be a cat. He is a full respected warrior of the clan though do Not make any comments about him being a dog unless you wanna get killed. I love warriors aus or fanclans where non-cats are part of the clan too I think adding other animals adds a lot of fun elements to the world. In another clan of mine there's a pig. Reject canon. Add more animals to the clans.
As for his name I thought about naming giving him the Star prefix just to be annoying but theres certain lines I won't cross and that's one. So he's Suntuft. the -tuft is because he's a big fluffy dog lots of fur.
Toichirou - So like...in terms of structure Claw is basically just Bloodclan and guy who shows up out of nowhere with a huge army at the last second w/ plans to take over the world (forest)? that's so Scourge coded. Why does he have a clan name though? Secret For Later >:3c
In terms of design he's literally just a taller pointier Mob now in Red. Why he has the -claw suffix should be pretty obvious and I know in the anime his hair isnt quite red but i remembered it being pretty red when I was designing and Shou has red hair (im getting to him dw) so...red. I also thought it would be diabolical to give him the same name as the canon hero of the actual warriors books.
Fandom: Spider-Man: Spider-Verse Series
Rating: E
Pairing: Hobie Brown/Pavitr Prabakhar
Other tags: Artsy smut, Trans Pavitr Prabhakar, Inappropriate use of makeup, very very soft d/s
Summary: Hobie paints. His materials are unconventional, but Pavitr is a masterpiece.
Hello!!! For the WIP aks, 'Molly shaped trouble' made me lol so I'd love to hear about it
its YOU author of THE season 2 fic that came into my HOUSe made me experience emOTIONS on like a TUESDAY wow ok cool coooool.
8. molly-shaped trouble ! I am once again staring at my own list realizing i really felt the need to start a separate molly/margo fic basically every single time Any event happened in canon.
This one is when Molly first gets put in charge of the Astronaut Office! wanted to poke around in the time where they come to some kind of truce/understanding we barely get to see on screen. And poor Margo absolutely suffering through Ed's decision at the start.
Bit of it! ⤵️
"That's gonna be trouble," said Margo, but Ed was already saluting and walking away.
Molly Cobb. Chief of the Astronaut Office, was gonna be big-time trouble. But in the span of time it had taken her to read the personnel change notice, she'd already gone well past denial and bargaining. Margo Madison had accepted years ago that Molly-shaped trouble was simply one of the brands of trouble she was always going to have.
Just now it would be in her JSC business meetings. With her military trouble. And her political trouble. And the budget.
Well, she'd always had Molly-shaped trouble in space. And in Mission Control, regularly. And in just about every hallway NASA had to offer. Where Molly went, trouble followed, and the two inconveniently charted their average flight path to perfectly bowl her over.
'Course, Margo didn't have to make that easier for her, which didn't explain why, three days later, she found herself making her way over to Ed's nine-year office to watch trouble move herself in.
"If you're going to breathe up all my air in this cardboard box—" said Molly without turning around. "At least gimme a hand with that."
THIS is the one I have the most written for. I have SO MUCH written for this. Which makes the fact that I can't find a good way to summarize it very weird. The premise is that Paris finds out that Cat Noir's father is a very not-good dude, and they get really mad, and it causes many problems for Adrien. For some reason I cannot find a better way to summarize it than that and for that I am so sorry