river deep, mountain high

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thoughtformed; four awesome parties vic and nathan threw (and one that ended terribly for everyone)

There's nothing about Thanksgiving that constitutes this level of binge drinking. But Nathan argues he's not an American anyway so he'll celebrate it however he damn pleases.

Rose and Victor have retold the story of Thanksgiving four or five times now, but the trolls still aren't getting it. Dave and Nathan's snide interjections probably we're making their jobs any easier. Vriska wants to reenact the grand battle of Indians versus pilgrims, and John's so flushed with missing her he can't even be historically correct about it. They get so excited Victor has to take Nathan out into the apartment hallway before he starts swinging at kids.

Nathan takes another swig from the bottle and looks over at Victor, slumped against the hallway wall and laughing so hard he's not making any noise, just this stupid wheezing sound. He keeps trying to say "the hostile alien takeover'" before he loses it again. The kids are shrieking and throwing shit back in the room, Nathan's drunk as fuck, and Victor looks so bloody pleased with himself it's not worth pitching a fit.

They finish the bottle off together- though half of it gets lost in a sputter when someone (Aradia maybe?) hollers from inside "FOR IRISHLAND!" and no, no, Victor laughs, that's because you kept interrupting me with random ass Ireland facts!

When Victor's sentences are half Spanish and Karkat is asking them to get the fuck back in here and get Eridan (and the cranberry sauce) off the ceiling, Nathan just flips him off. For the roommates, it's a muted reaction. This holiday might not be complete garbage.

utopia; spike visits the levinson-chase residence

"Alex what's going on?"

"Oh god he's gonna kill Alex," Greg squeaks.

"Well what the hell did you think I was going to do you dithering prats, I'm a bloody vampire," Spike bristles. "Damned Twilight!"

"You're not going to kill me," Alex swallows, a motion hindered by a muscle along Spike's arm. "You're friends with my mom."

"Don't get cocky, boy, I've tried to kill your mum's other demon spawn before and I'll do it again."

In a flash, Alex remembers Michelle's tiny frame in the window of her dorm, her quiet voice asking their mom to go easy on him, their last dinner as a family before she disappeared away to school.

"You tried to hurt my sister?"

"Oh, most definitely," Spike laughs. "That bitch Jasmine-"

"You have a sister named Jasmine?" Edgar's voice slides through the conversation, silent with terror until that point.

Greg leans forward, "Is she hot?"

"Dude," Edgar sends the other boy a knowing look. "Her name is Jasmine."

"She was EVIL," Spike roars, sending them back into a cowering mass before he amends the shout. "All right, though, not terrible looking. Little high on herself-" Alex swings wild and wide enough Spike lets him go.

"Who the fuck is Jasmine!"

"A demon," Spike snarls back, which has quite the impressive effect when vamped out. He revels in the two nerds continual shrinking in fear before elaborating. "Which," he claps Alex playfully on the chest. "You are not- THAT'S RIGHT!" Edgar and Greg flinch. "Connor mentioned your mum had kids. Proper ones, not ones we had to kill. Sorry, bloody bad call by me."

"He is so British," Greg grins between shivers.

“Guys, can you get out of here?” Alex groans through emotional whiplash.

“Dude, we're not leaving you!”

“Yeah!” Edgar chimes in. “That’s a real vampire and everything.”

homestuck; unnamed epic pirate au between me and kelsey

PART 1: waves keep the time, like my heartbeat
PART 2: do you know a love like a bullet in the chest?
PART 3: fortune tellers; fortune still hurts



blahblah stuff about being in the empress’s navy, world building etc etc

Your name is Mallus and a pirate just slit your throat as easy as a handshake.


==> Be the pirate

Your name is Sollux Captor and it was a phenomenal wreck. The opposing ship had a fair supply of Imperial cannons and plenty of abled bodies trolls like the one you just wasted, who had been quite eager to fighting tooth and claw for their Empress. It was at both times admirable ad insurmountable.

What the Imperialist captain failed to understand was that they could’ve outflanked the pirates by an eighty-gunner and it wouldn’t have made a stitch of difference. Your captain has all the luck. Which makes her extremely deadly and talented, and easily in the top five trolls whose throat you wished you’d gouged out. There are several factors playing into why you wouldn’t do it, or why you would even want to kill easily the most accomplished pirate who’s ever lived. These factors play into a long version or a short version of how your life got to this point.


==> Tell the long version

Too fucking bad, you get the short version.

The short version is the Marquise plans on making you the helmsman of her ship, and you can’t bring yourself to care anymore.

thoughtformed; five people who becomes supervillians instead of victor

Victor asked Jack for an explanation once, but he was "released" before the other immortal gave him a straight answer. But there was definitely some kind of limit to how many times Nathan can regenerate.

"You mean, until he stays dead?" Victor had asked. Jack swirled the scotch at the bottom of his glass, mulling over this detail.

"A part of him, yeah."

It's not like Victor knew the exact number, but if he wanted to be poetic about it, he'd assume Nathan lost his sense of morality around death one hundred. A lot of people argued it wasn't like the ASBO deadbeat had much of one to begin with, but they were also the first ones to die. There wasn't a lot of rhyme or reason behind it, the murders. Not like Victor could fault somebody else for having shallow super villain futures.

"Wasn't your future to just kill everybody?" Nathan laughs, letting the other boy go from a headlock that went on too long. "Oh, shove off, you don't need to actually breathe. Lighten up." Victor raises a hand to the raw skin around his neck, keeping his eyes away from the bodies hanging from light posts.

"Nathan, this is enough."

"Just a little more," he always says, chuffing Victor's chin with his hand. "Just a little bit more and I'll let you save the day, all right, Robocop?"

This girl's been tortured loads of times, so Victor feels like he spends an eternity telling Nathan it's useless. You won't get anything from her, this isn't worth it, I don't want to be here for this. It's only when Nathan reaches for his belt buckle that Victor sees white. Stepping over the man's still sparking remains, Victor's hands hurriedly free the girl.

"I'm sorry," he mutters, shame distorting his voice to an unrecognizable sob. "I'm sorry, Nico-" He vaguely recalls her asking a question- something about the Holy Ghost before everything goes white again.

utopia; alex's adventures in hell (ie; los angeles)

He shoves Connor as far from him as he can manage.

"They're my parents, it’s their job to fuck me up. You're supposed to be my friend."

For a second Alex thinks it's his dad looking down at him. They look alike if he squints. Maybe that's what your mom thought.

thoughtformed; finnick and johanna get together

When Finnicks pries her off Shepard for round two, that's when she turns on him. It's a struggle to make her walk, each footstep is peppered with angry swings and miserable curses. She says things about Annie she doesn't mean, things about Finnick she's been holding back. Did you think she was stupid? Did you think it wouldn't have slipped out eventually, a truth event, a thin slice of the honesty between her and Alois. He was gone in a week, and Johanna held onto that secret like a cold pit in her stomach until this moment. Finnick looks startled, enough she can get a few cracks against his skull. He doesn't try to block or avoid them. It's worse than an admission, Johanna rages. How could you do that to Annie? To me? He finally apologizes and warm anger floods her entire body. They walk the rest of the way home in a tight, ringing silence. The streets are nearly empty. There aren't many people left to wander them this early in the day, this late in the purge.

Eventually they are back at the apartment- long empty, Jade disappeared ages ago with the rest of the brats. They were more of a threat than we ever were, Finnick had admitted, letting loose a lantern for Feferi's oft repeated departure. They had superpowers after all. Those were the first to go, then the super symbolic; whose presence was a siren call to anarchy. At least, that's the fruity explanation for why Katniss's name was on the release list. Dante's been gone for months too.

She aches for a fight.

Johanna grabs Finnick's shoulder and tears him farther into the apartment in a clatter of shoes and staggers, of Hendrich's startled barks. Finnick isn't afraid to struggle against her full force, but he wouldn't hit her hard enough to leave a mark. That's Capitol Lover Boy training, that he can slug some rich bitch and there won't be a bruise for her husband to ask about. Johanna has no such training- Finnick's nose bursts with blood. He takes her hair (longer now, unkempt) and tries to drag her to the kitchen. They've done this dance before. She shrieks and kicks and holds onto the wall, the counters, anything to avoid the water. He kicks at her knees; she hauls him down after her.

"You don't think this is hard for me too?" Finnick hisses, fingers digging into her shoulders. "You don't think I hate this as much as you?"

"We don't hate the same way." She laughs and laughs, and pushes him under her.

thoughtformed; john and roxy get together

It isn't working. Rose made a huge fucking deal about Karkat making her cry (what is the singular of cry? Like, one tear? Roxy asserts it was just that one time, not some big weepy cry-baby like Jake guys, drop it.) but the reality is that adjustments for the alpha kids haven't been easy. New Moore is not a gentle readjustment for those traveling from a dystopian world. The follow-up noises she made were annoying, but Roxy's first scream in the hospital had been real. He found her and told her it wasn't what they thought, what she used to have nightmares about, what she confided in Dirk from the moment their internet connections synched up. They haven't got us. We're not on an operating table, we're not going to be firebombed out of our homes. We’re safe.

His optimism has drained. Rose and Dave are perfectly fine without them. That's the problem.

"There's no place for us with them," Dirk admitted one night, in a darkened moment of honesty and failed robotics.

"There has to be," Roxy muttered, swirling the last of Tony's whisky. She doesn't believe it as much as she needs Dirk to.

Six months go by and Jake and Jane never show up. Dirk hypothesizes it's because they've entered the medium, because they're from a different timeline, because a thousand reasons each more booze drowned than the last within Roxy's limited consciousness. They'll never show. It was like the day the link to the 2011 timeline hiccupped, when Dirk created a solar powered bot that inadvertently operated on the same frequency as their time router (not a scientific term, just the easier descriptor he had at the moment). A day of radio silence from her new bffestie. Roxy thought she would die in the streets of loneliness. This is a different animal. There's nothing in this carcass to drag through the streets and let rot. This is an empty vessel of time. A void existence.

"You're being maudlin," Dirk groans. "You must've found the scotch."

In their absence, it doesn't take Roxy that long to notice the resemblance. She has a mirror, she sees it in herself and Rose, in Dirk and Dave. It's noticeable in even the drunkest of stupors that they each resemble their beta half. John's just unlucky enough to be around without his alternate self present and accounted for.

They haven't necessarily got along, for reasons Roxy pretends not to understand. Not like John has any real reason to be overenthusiastic about her and Dirk- they've made a habit of reminding him of a longstanding fear, of relating him to it. When he’s had his fill of Crocker related digs, Dirk chastises Roxy that John’s a kid, he's not for her to tease. Roxy notes kids from the past are pretty wimpy if some teasing is all it takes the spook them. Dirk wonders aloud if that was how Jake and Jane saw them. Roxy blacks out.

They have school together, so it isn't like she could avoid John even if she had wanted to- which she doesn't. She seeks him out in the lunch line, near the lockers, under the bleachers after school (okay, that one she led him there). Each meeting she peppers with more unkind words than the next, strange in-jokes he couldn't understand, accusations of damning their universe with his own ("Also, you got a picture of your dad or anything?")

"Quit it," John finally bursts, cornered like an animal outside of music club, flushed and furious from this ongoing pursuit. "Why do you have to be so weird?"

"Technically you and your friends started it," Roxy coaxes, taking a step nearer.

It's not a kindness towards her that John won't push her away. It's for Rose. He probably likes her, Roxy mourns (mourns?) while she pressed her chin into the divot along his shoulder. She wonders if heroes who reach god tier have any scars. She wonders if this will be the closest she ever gets to Jane. She smiles against the fabric of his shirt. She wonders if this is the closest he'll get to Rose. When he tries to pull away, she takes fistfuls of his shirt and tugs their lips together.

peacemaker; five times souji loses his composure

In the hospital, when Hijikata finally visits.

Silently, he puts a hand over Souji's wrist, and don't die, do not die, stay with us, with me is so loud it shakes into his bones.

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[sailor]

oh my god i could read the first one 5000 times THEY'RE SO HAPPY /)3(\ fhsdhlkjsdklj the hostile alien takeover and irishland oh my god. sob robobros are going to be my biggest weakness forever

UGH ALL THE UTOPIA!! KIDS!!!!!! flkdjs alex thinking spike tried to kill michelle like made my heart sing.

i swear you are the only person who could write nathan as a villain and actually convince me of it holy shit he's despicable. nico :(((

god roxy and john is such a tragic match somehow ROXY DON'T BREAK HIM and ugh you know how much i love any and all dystopian scenarios. HOW CAN FINNICK AND JOHANNA POSSIBLY END IN KISSES

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please imagine the horrified/hysterical tone my voice is taking when i say THAT LAST ONE

[chrestomanci]

five people who becomes supervillians instead of victor


i want this so badly