Valicer OT3 Week, Day Seven: Free Day!
It's the finale of OT3 Week! Thank you @ot3-week for bringing it to us! And, as is tradition, the final day is a "free day" for anything you may want to write --
And without a prompt to guide me, I naturally went back to my beloved Valicer In The Dark trio! :D Because my favorite AU of the moment definitely needs to be represented during this week as well. So have the trio hanging out in their lair after they've gotten established and fixed the place up some, with Victor bringing up an interesting topic of conversation...
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“This is about as far from how I expected my life to go as possible.”
Smiler looked up from their spot on the floor, hand still wedged in the brushes of their Smile Sweeper automaton. “Hmmm?”
“It’s just – whenever I pictured my future, I pictured the plan my parents had made for me,” Victor continued, absently picking out a melody from the piano. “An arranged marriage to whoever was most likely to get them the status and the house in Brightstone my mother so craved. A job working in, then running Father’s cannery once he was ready to give up the reins. Children whenever Mother decided she wanted grandchildren. Things like that. I never – I hoped that I would come to love whoever my parents picked out for me, and that they wouldn’t mind me having a dog, but other than that...I didn’t really have any dreams for myself.” He looked around the living room. “Certainly not any that included me running away from home, becoming a Whisper, and setting up house in Six Towers with two people who actually and truly love me.”
“Don’t forget becoming a semi-famous criminal,” Alice put in, eyes still on her sketchbook.
Victor snorted. “That too. But yes – it’s really not where I thought I’d end up in life.”
“I don’t think any of us expected to end up here,” Smiler pointed out, finishing unwinding the thread that had tangled in the brushes. They flipped the Sweeper back over and switched on its electroplasmic battery, causing it to come back to life with a happy ping! “On my end, I thought I’d be living in Advocate headquarters for the rest of my life. Helping out fellow Advocates, advancing our causes, eventually trading Joy Serum sales on the street for taking over the shop in Nightmarket from Mum and Dad. Maybe get married and have children, maybe not – I wasn’t going to commit until I knew for sure it was going to make me happy. But in my future, I always put the Advocates first.” They grinned. “Then a man fell out of a wall in front of me and Alice, and everything took a big old left turn.”
“It was more to our side,” Alice said, smirking as she looked up. “But they have a point, Victor – do you think I expected any of this to happen? I couldn’t picture a future for myself at all for years – all throughout my time in Rutledge. It was too hard to think of a life without my family. And even when I realized I had to and defeated the Queen of Hearts to get myself out of there, I never thought much beyond the next week or so – simple survival always took precedence. Hell, even when you caught me on the way to Nan’s to talk to her about Bumby and what I should do, Smiler, I didn’t have any plans beyond taking care of him.” She bit her lip, lowering her sketchbook to her lap. “I think, subconsciously, I assumed I’d immediately get caught for his murder and Hollowed out.”
“Alice,” Victor started, getting up from the bench.
“I’m fine,” Alice assured him, holding up a hand. “And that’s the crux of the matter, isn’t it? I’m fine. Not perfect, but – bloody hell, in a better state than I ever thought I might achieve after Rutledge. I still talk to things that aren’t there, sure, but it’s not nearly as bad as it was. Wonderland’s even gone from hindrance to help, in fact – you two know my hallucinations are better at picking up things than I am sometimes. And as for the rest of it – I’ve got a roof over my head, I’ve got time for hobbies, I’m making a difference for those less fortunate than myself – in a very illegal manner, granted, but fuck the Bluecoats and all the corrupt shites they stand for–” She looked from Smiler to Victor, expression softening. “And I’ve got two people who love me, which is two more than I ever imagined.”
Victor smiled, going to join her on the couch. “Me too. I’m – I’m so happy I fell out of that wall in front of you two. Or, to the side, or – near you,” he finally said with a laugh. “Let’s just say near you.”
“I’m happy too,” Smiler said, releasing the Sweeper onto the floor and getting up to join them. “I don’t even want to imagine life without you two now. You’re my best friend, Alice – and you’re the best partner I could have ever dreamed of, Victor. I love you both so much.”
“I couldn’t have put it better myself,” Alice said, taking Victor’s hand and giving it a squeeze. “I know it was a bit of a long, bumpy road to get here, what with all the nonsense surrounding how we met and our chosen profession, but – I am so glad we put in the work.”
Victor squeezed her hand back, then took Smiler’s as they sat down next to him. “Me too. I am truly blessed to have you both in my life. I can’t wait to spend all our remaining years together.”
“Same,” Smiler said, leaning their head against his shoulder.
“Same,” Alice echoed, doing the same. “I just hope we have plenty of them – we have ticked off a lot of powerful and important people.”
“Well, they have to find our heavily-warded and ghost-protected house first,” Smiler said with a cheeky grin. “And good luck to them.”
“Mmm – though, that reminds me,” Victor said, looking between them. “I overheard in the greenhouse the other day a woman talking about how she was looking for someone to steal a brooch back from her estranged husband...”
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@ the anon who sent me that angst prompt who are you. how did you get in my head. this is so right up my alley it’s unnerving bc i always hc billy as having this, like, urgency in everything he does, once he and steve become a thing, always operating on a day-to-day basis. in his mind, every day could be the one steve wakes up and realizes he’s not willing to waste his time with a fuckup like billy, and this brings a desperation to the table. billy’s treating every moment with steve like it’s the last one, because he’ll never know when it actually is. turning his kisses into bites. claws and scratches instead of holding gently, because. maybe. this way, once it’s over, steve’s skin will stay longer under his fingernails
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au where vader still has the twins and he's A Very Tired Dad and yes he is the most feared sith in the galaxy. but he's also a good dad that loves his kids more than anything. everyone knows on base that disappointing and failing vader means death. and no one is allow to defy him except...his kids. who are cute and precious, but mischievous and practically has him wrapped around their fingers.
enter you/reader who runs into his kids, meeting them for the first time, and maybe you're new and unfamiliar with vader. having never met him before. and you see the twins by themselves and that just won't do. so you stay with them, spend time with them. and thats how vader finds his kids. sitting with you as you tell them a story or show them your work and letting them help, whatever it is the kids are enraptured by it. and he just watches for awhile, how you interact with his kids. no one really dares talk to them, afraid of his wrath. but apparently not you.
and when they spot their father, they yell "daddy!" and rush over to him, hugging his legs. and thats how you find out that your boss. darth vader. is a dilf.
anyways i have the biggest weakness for kid fics and had to scream about this to someone (-tuskens-mando)
MANDO YOURE BACK HI HI WELCOME
LISTEN IM NOT USUALLY TOO FOND OF KID FICS BC LIKE IM NOT THAT FOND OF CHILDREN BUT THIS,,, GOOD LORD ABOVE GIVE ME STRENGTH
the way reader finds out is like??? so perfect?? he would definitely appreciate someone that does take time for them regardless of who their father is. Even if you didn't know who it was, seeing as you didn't care even after the fact only adds to his piqued interest in you. Its refreshing every once and a while to find someone whos brave in the seemingly endless sea of cowards he has to deal with.
I'd like to think as reader learns that Luke and Leia are in fact his children, it sparks an odd attraction to your sith boss. Seeing the way the two young ones latch onto him and look up at him with such wonder in their eyes really helps you to ground him to reality. And helps you to remember that underneath all that armor and villainy, there is still a man in there.
Perhaps the chance encounter will be the start of something new between the two of you.
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