every ship is equal, and no one is more powerful than the sea.

[derogatory]

FIVE THINGS MEME

HOW TO PLAY
- Give me as many "five things" prompt for any characters or fandom that you know I'm into
- I will try to write it
- no promises.


COMPLETE
five moments of gay panic for victor
four times victor missed nathan before finding him again (and one time he really didn't)
five disastrous toasts from victor and nathan's big gay wedding
five things about avenger victor and supervillain karolina
five times chase and victor were not friends
five ways victor's bad end could've gone
four successful missions nathan and victor went on (and one that could have gone a lot better)
five moments inside the mentor's lounge
five times victor regretted letting nathan move in

Comments

[panache]

FIVE ADVENTURES OF THE LALONDE SISTERS (like the fairy tale event!!!0

I RISE FROM THE DEPTHS LIKE THE KRAKEN

[sailor]

four times victor missed nathan before finding him again (and one time he really didn't)

four times victor missed nathan before finding him again (and one time he really didn't)

[derogatory]

i.
“‘the hell you talking about?” Logan asks, chewing through his third cigar. His chest has healed up enough now its just a ugly scab under a bloody shirt with a fist shaped hole through the center. “It’s regenerative. Who the fuck told you this kinda thing is immortality?”

Victor gets halfway through a text that reads HOLY SHIT YOURE LIKE AN IRISH DEADPOOL before he realizes it has nowhere to go.

[sailor]

FIVE PEPTALKS SAM TRIED TO GIVE THE ROBOBROS sam sam sam sam sammmmmmmmmmm

maybe i'm still not over FIREFY REBOOT

[sailor]

five times victor and simon geeked out together

[sailor]

four sponsor sessions where roxy helped jesse (and one where he helped her)

[sailor]

four times mike made the right decision (and once when he went wrong)

[derogatory]

I CAN ONLY DO THE MONOLOGUE I CANT WRITE MIKE YOU DO THIS

[sailor]

five ways the parks & rec cast improved new moore

[heartbeats]

four people johanna cheered for in the hunger games who lost, and one who won

[heartbeats]

four of leslie's ideas anne supported and one idea that was all anne

[heartbeats]

five secrets nuriko kept

[sailor]

five blatant lies lau told jesse

[sailor]

five unfortunate text conversations nathan got into with the runaways

[sailor]

FIVE UNFORTUNATE TEXT CONVERSATIONS VICTOR GOT INTO WITH THE ASBO 5 FOR THAT MATTER look we both love texts

[heartbeats]

five things about fushigi yuugi pacific rim au

[sailor]

OH MY GOD!!!!

[heartbeats]

five things about avenger victor and supervillain karolina

[derogatory]

nooooooo

[heartbeats]

five things about when the runaways joined the young avengers

anyway here's wonderwall

[sailor]

five disastrous toasts from victor and nathan's big gay wedding

five disastrous toasts from victor and nathan's big gay wedding

[derogatory]

i.
“Chase has a acoustic guitar,” Victor cries as his own stilted 'good luck homos' toast wraps up, but it’s too late; Chase has already stumbled through the opening chords and the bottles of champagne are too expensive to throw at him.

“Since when did he learn how to play guitar,” Molly wrinkles her nose in disgust while Klara tentatively admits the song is quite charming, did he write it himself?

“Hold it,” Curtis swings in his seat to face the future-hopping girl. “You’re sayin you don’t know Oasis?” One shoulder shrug later and the Misfits each have their phones out, Simon slipping headphones around Klara’s delicate updo so she can hear the (infinitely superior) version over Chase’s.

Victor flinches at Chase messing up the third keychange of Wonderwall and takes Nathan’s hand, looking back at him helplessly.

“If there was ever a time where I went super evil and murdered everyone,” he whispers. “I hope it’s now.”







ii.
They asked Tony not to wear the Iron Man suit to the wedding, or get too drunk, and apparently he thought that meant they were okay with him doing both at the same time.

“Pepper and I always said we wouldn’t get married until the gays could,” he slurs, and half of the toast is sloshing over the table. Pepper has long since given up trying to stop Tony when he is like this, maybe she never even bothers, and is sitting stock still beside him, most likely dreaming about the many business-appropriate ways she will make him pay for this. “And I’m so thankful our efforts to take a stand led to a wedding like this.”

“Oh, wow,” Victor mutters under his breath, sinking deeper into the chair. “That was you? Thank you so much.”







iii.
Hank’s derailed into something that’s half a confession for Ultron and some kind of nostalgia for the early age of robotics and Victor feels like if he sinks any lower in his seat he will wind up in the basement.

“Play the Rains of Castamere,” he begs, fingers digging into the sleeve of Nathan’s tux. “Do anything, but please make him stop.”

“As soon as I’m done laughing,” Nathan assures his boyfriend- husband, husband and there’s a funny hitch in his throat that stops his laughter faster than Natasha’s draw, shooting the drink out of Pym’s hand. Hank sits down.

[sailor]

four things the tabloids got wrong about johanna and finnick's relationship (and one they got right)

[heartbeats]

Five Avengers Sam meets

+90000000

[sailor]

 

you said it i'm just putting it here for posterity

[sailor]

five moments of gay panic for victor

five moments of gay panic for victor (SORRY THIS IS THE FIRST ONE I DO AND ITS SHORT)

[derogatory]

i.
“You still there?” Victor cringes, turning his back to the wind to hear the voice on the other end of the phone. It’s loud as hell across the stretches of nothing between them and the next safehouse.

“Uh huh,” Karolina manages after a pause. The wind over the desert, the interstellar distances and shock have left her voice more muted than usual.

“Dios, just say something,” he sighs, crouching down, knees feeling too weak to keep him upright any longer. He peers tentatively around the corner of the gas station in case anyone’s lingering close enough to hear that last confession, one hand idly picking at his shoelaces.

“Okay?” she manages at last. “I mean, I know you said he was into you or whatever, and I’m happy you’re um with somebody. But is this really something you wanted to do?” Victor’s nerves sink into a deep knot of shame when Karolina suddenly cries, “Oh, god, he didn’t, like force-”

“No!” he snaps, pressing his back against the wall. “I’m not some-- That’s not what happened. It just.. happened, and now it’s done.”

“So are you guys um. Going to do it again?”

“No,” Victor groans, pressing spots into his eyes with the heel of his palm. He lets out a long, thin breath. “I don’t know. It wasn’t- bad, or whatever. He’s a good guy and he’s going through a lot and I think maybe this is helping?”

“Oh my god,” Karolina whispers and he loves her in that moment for not saying it loud enough for Xavin to hear. “You don’t go gay for guys because you think it’s ‘helping’ them!”

“I didn’t ‘go gay!’” he bristles, adding stubbornly, “It’s not a big deal, maybe it’ll happen again, no se.. He saved my life.”

“And put his hands down your pants and you’re gonna do it again! Oh my gosh! Vic!!” Although she could’ve lowered her voice for that next one. He hurriedly hangs up the phone when Rictor comes out of the shop.

hi i'm back

[sailor]

four things nico hates about nathan (and one she doesn't entirely mind)

back....... and quite stoned

[sailor]

four ways the runaways broke up (and one way they stayed together)

[sailor]

four of victor's favorite fake memories (and one that's 100% real)

since i am writing the companion of ones nathan went on his own

[sailor]

four successful missions nathan and victor went on (and one that could have gone a lot better)

four successful missions nathan and victor went on (and one that could have gone a lot better)

[derogatory]

i.
“Young’s down,” Barton’s voice crackles across the comm.

“That was fast,” Nat murmurs from her end, and next they’re discussing how they can triple their bet by putting the money on when Tony will sweep in, music blaring. Victor seethes.

“I’m gonna check on him,” he hisses, diving off the western side of the rooftop.

“Stay in position,” Cap warns, and Victor hope hope hopes Steve Rogers didn’t hear him mutter “Eat me” before he turned off the headset.





“Are you dead?” he asks and Nathan raises his head weakly. Victor flinches at the blood spatter that stains his face.

“Not at the moment, no,” he wheezes. Victor kneels next to him, easing an arm behind Nathan and helping the other man sit up. “‘the fuck hit me?”

“We don’t know, Hawkeye is checking it out.” Victor glances at the buildings surrounding them, trying to pinpoint the trajectory of the attack, if they moved onto other civilian targets. “You did great,” he adds, glancing back from the corner of his eye, hurriedly twisting back to the mission in case Nathan notices.

“Oh, yeah,” Nathan coughs, eying his ruined shirt miserably, clearly reevaluating his wardrobe and occupation choice. “I’m shaping up to have an excellent career as a superhero distraction ahead of me.” It’s mean to laugh, and with Nathan it only encourages him, but Victor’s picking up on their old habits quick. “So we just wait? I thought you said being a superhero is exciting.”

“I lied,” Victor grins. “It was all a ploy to get you here to suffer with me.” He hesitates, face dropping with the inherent supervillain-esq tone of that comment. Suddenly aware he still has his arm around Nathan, Victor quickly pulls it back, imposing the least homosexual distance between them. Yeah, inviting Nathan into the Avengers will turn out great, he thinks with a gulp.

Nathan wrings blood out of his shirt. “Don’t you need to get back to work?”

“It’s fine,” the cyborg lies. His eyes slowly drift from the insecure horizon, Nathan cracking his neck and putting fingers through the holes in his shirt.

“Hey,” Victor says at last, voice tight. “I’m really glad you’re okay.”

“No shit,” Nathan smirks, inching forward to kick out at Victor’s ankles, trying to trip up some S.H.I.E.L.D grade boots. “Why wouldn’t I be? Immortal, remember?” He spreads out his arms with a laugh, only to nearly get sniped a second time.






The novelty of being screamed at by an Avenger, even the first one, got old eventually. It’s not as if Victor was stepping out of line a lot with his new team, but the Runaways taught him his first teenage disobedience, and even if the Avengers would prefer him to deviate from the programmable norm, nobody likes being disrespected by the new kid. Victor’s not sure he’ll ever feel like a complete member of the team beyond what’s hard wired through his veins, but he counts it a victory of inclusion when Steve Rogers yelling at him is more irritating than it is intimidating.

“I know, I’m sorry,” he mutters, slouched against the wall following the briefing. Having Captain America corner him like this reminds him a little of high school, except there aren’t any lockers to get shoved into in the Avengers Tower.

“I don’t think you do,” Steve presses, square jaw and stars and stripes all fixed at disapproval. “This is a team effort. Nathan does his role; I need you to do yours, or there’s no point going in as a group.” Victor scuffs his shoe against the floor, debating keeping his mouth shut and letting Cap get his lecture kicks in without a fight.

“Safety in numbers?” he tries weakly. Nathan is a terrible influence and Victor hurriedly pushes on before Steve can start back up again. “Come on! How much are you gonna yell at me for this? I was worried about him, he’s new.”

“He’s immortal,” Cap insists. “So, you can worry less about him and more about the mission.” Victor starts to protest that Nathan’s his best friend and Steve cuts him off, hand up, “You need to put that aside when we’re on the field.”

Victor gapes, “That’s not how it works!”

“That is how it needs to work when we are a team, Mancha, you keep rank-”

“Okay, except I can’t just turn that off!” he snaps, and something about the look on Steve’s face, like they didn’t have a good word for it in the forties, but he’s got a suspicion about all this worry, the same way Hank suspects, and Victor’s stomach turns to an icy block of shame. He swallows hard, turning over a card he’s not sure he should play, adding before he loses the nerve, “I went looking for him, I thought I’d never see him again.” Steve doesn’t flinch, hasn’t for bullets and won’t for a pointed dig, so it stings Victor instead. He doesn’t suspect anything, Victor angrily tells himself. You’re in your head about this Nathan stuff too much. Cap has decent advice, let that stuff go, focus on the missions, because one way or another it’s going to end shitty for you, like everything else.

He drops his eyes, scolded with silence, the heaviness to the Captain’s voice when he finally answers.

“It’s important you feel something like that for the rest of us, all right?” he says firmly. “We could use you there and you left.”

You left is petulant and sour on his lips, but Victor’s used up an eternity of digs at a man fifty years too old for it. He sighs, residually stubborn, “It’s not that easy.”

“I know,” Steve nods, crossing his arms with a resigned smile. “But apparently you can’t only be a superhero when it’s easy.” Victor’s thankful Nathan comes around the hall at that exact moment, because he was sure his face wouldn’t be able to contain how stupidly cheeseball that was.

Captain American nods to the new recruit, “Good work today.” though his praise is dampened by Nathan’s smarmy faux salute back at it.

“Anytime! Just point me at an enemy and I’ll let it horrifically kill me,” he says cheerfully, turning his attention back to Victor when Steve walks off, roughly messing with the cyborg’s hair. “You owe me a lifetime of free pints after tricking me into this freakshow.”

fuck i had more but i'm too drugs to remember them i'll be back AGAIN

[sailor]

five

times

victor

and

chase

were

not

friends

[derogatory]

omg sober cbran i want you to know t 5am i woke up shrieking from a grisly dream, turned on every light in my room and saw you sent me these and i am 110% sure theyre the only reason i didn't flip out IM SO EXCITED okay i good flipped out