raptureofthemoon: (Starfleet)
AN: Written for the prompt "the world ended when 99% of the planet’s population just vanished” on LJ’s comment-fic community.

It was a joke, a comment thrown out during the existentially strange aftermath on the night Claire watched her brother—her last remaining relative—die of old age, surrounded by his family; she’d pretended to be a relation of herself in order to say goodbye at his bedside.

Drinking the equivalent of a liquor store had seemed like a really good idea at the time. Even when he’d shown up—as he always seemed to do, just when she was ready to throw it all in and shove a sharp object through the back of her head—and joined her, tried (again, as he always seemed to do) to get her into bed.

“I’ll make,” she’d said, her words slurring and her brain foggy, “you a deal.” And thank God she’d finally found the amount of alcohol that would allow her to get drunk, soften the edges of reality. “When the world ends.”

“When the world ends, Claire?”

“Come find me then.”

At the time, it had seemed laughable, impossible. The world ending? The world was a lot like her. Like him. But end it did. With no rhyme, no reason, no warning. She just woke up one morning, years and years later, to an empty city. She found some people, dotted throughout the country, holed up together, wondering what happened and looking desperately for messages from loved ones, words of comfort from a no-longer-existing government.

Standing on a balcony in an empty hotel overlooking the long, lonely stretch of highway, she contemplated flinging herself, head first, onto one of the pointed, wrought iron rails on the fence below her.

Then he was there.

“Hello, Claire.” His voice was in her ear, just as soft and beguiling as it had been the night she was left alone in the world; his fingers gripped her hip. “Don’t forget your promise.”
raptureofthemoon: (come back for you)
Title/Song: "How Soon Is Now" (TaTu)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ilcuoreardendo
Pairing/Characters: Sylar/Mohinder
Genre: Somewhere in Season 2

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am a human and i need to be loved
Just like everybody else does



One of the things he loves about Mohinder is the man’s incessant surety.

“Do you honestly think this is going to work?” Mohinder spits from his chair. “That I would actually come to you? Willingly?”

“Willingly, Mohinder?” Sylar smiles and the feel of it stretching across his face is strange, as though he hasn’t done it in quite some time; a by-product of spending so much time under faces that are not his own. “Yes. I do think you’ll come to me willingly.”

He presses his fingertips to the mirror. And there appears the image of Molly, sweet Molly, reading alone in her bedroom and growing smaller, like a camera is moving out frame by frame…to the front of the house, the street, the neighborhood, and then the great mass of the continent that Mohinder had hoped would keep Molly hidden.

“Because the alternative?” Sylar says. “Is so much worse.”
raptureofthemoon: (cheaper than therapy)
Title: Any Word Could Be the Last
Song: “We Could Leave Right Now” – The Oysterband
Pairing/Characters: Samuel/Vanessa
Genre: Pre-Series, Gen, Drama
Summary: Drabbled spurred by the music meme, which basically says: write small, write fast. One look at the first rejection…
Word Count 543


Put down the music and talk
Your rumors and regrets
Fading silhouettes
All you need to do is walk away...




She is lying with her head on his lap, reading through a chapter in her Music in Western Civilization text and trying not to doze off as he runs his fingers through her hair, gently untangling the curls and fanning the length out across his thighs.
Read the rest... )
raptureofthemoon: (save the world)
Title/Song:“Get Out Alive”
Characters/Pairing: Claire, Peter
Rating: G
Summary/Spoilers: Very mild, for “.07%”

It's hard to imagine
But one day you'll end up like me


The second time she saw her father, he was holding his dead brother in his arms. )


Song/Title:“Ocean Soul” – Nightwish
Rating: G
Summary/Spoilers: General Season 2 Nathan.


Long hours of loneliness
Between me and the sea


He's not sure how he got here. )


Title/Song:“Cold” – Static X
Characters/Pairing: Sylar, Maya
Rating: PG
Summary/Spoilers: On the way to New York...

Your mouth
These words
Silence
It turns

It's been a while. )
raptureofthemoon: (sylar/mohinder)
Title: Just a Glimpse
Characters/Pairing: Mohinder, Sylar
Summary: Post "Parasite," what I imagine could be a missing scene from ".07%." (I'm sure I've taken a little time line liberty.) I thought there would be more to this, but my muses tell me it's standing as is.
Rating: R for obsessional stuff.



Mohinder leaves the Petrellis’—leaves a mother to her grief—and finds himself at loose ends.

The thought of going back to his apartment clamps a freezing hand around his spinal chord. So he sits in his taxi, with the engine running, staring at the empty street through the rear view mirror.

Until the blood on the backseat catches his eye.

Peter’s blood.

He spends the better part of an hour scrubbing the interior of the taxi clean at a rundown car wash in an equally run down neighborhood. And afterward, he holes up in the corner of a small café, its windows so caked by years of grime they gave the illusion of twilight. The thick, bitter coffee they serve tastes like penance.
Venture on.... )
raptureofthemoon: (nathan!sylar/mohinder)
Characters/Pairing: Sylar/Mohinder
Rating: Mature
Notes: The 10-50 Meme: Pick a fandom. (Pick a pairing or character set, if you like.) Write 10 different categories of fic, each in 50 words or less.



1. First Time

There's a first time for everything. )



2. Fluff (5 Years Gone Timeline)

Unexpected proposals. )




3. Hurt/Comfort

Rescued by the one you'd least expect. )





4. UST

On the road trip... )




5. Crossover (Heroes/Weiss Kreuz)

Sylar, meet Schwarz )






6. Smut (Can be read as a follow up to “Fluff.”)

The honeymoon's not over )





7. AU

If we change only one small thing... )





8. Angst

We all bear scars, some of us more obviously than others... )




9. BDSM

Who's tying up whom? )




10. Wing Fic

What if someone sprouted wings? )




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raptureofthemoon: (hollow)
Title: Revelation
Characters/Pairing: Sylar (Zane)/Mohinder
Rating: R
Notes: When random opening lines flit through my head...


He'd never liked the taste of come.
Continue... )
raptureofthemoon: (hollow)
Title: "What I've Got Is Mine"
Characters/Pairing: Sylar/Mohinder
Rating: Teen-ish
Genre: AU
Warnings: Consent issues. Alternate Universe. Just a snippet.


The afternoon sun cast long shadows through the open door.

The little room, in the motel just off of I-40 in Amarillo, smelled like smoke and sweat, the faintest musk of sex, and the lingering antiseptic sting of cleanser.

A faint heat crept up his spine as he maneuvered through the door with his bundles, catching his hip on the door jamb.

Guilt, he supposed it was, of a sort.

Mohinder deserved better than some pay-by-the-hour roach motel.

But it couldn’t be helped.

Read the rest. )
raptureofthemoon: (save the world)
More ficlets from the music meme.

The Meme:

Choose a subject and put your entire music collection on shuffle, hit play, and write. Write for as long as each song plays and move on to a different writing when the song switches (even if it's mid-sentence). Go for 5-10 songs.



Title: Fly
Song: "I'm Sensitive" - Jewel
Characters/Pairing: Nathan, Peter, Angela
Rating: G
Genre: Pre-Series
Warnings: None

“Nathan! Look at me. I can fly.” )



Title: Freedom Unbound
Song: "306" - Emilie Autumn
Characters/Pairing: Claire
Rating: G
Genre: Post-Series (so, technically AU)
Warnings: Mentions of character death

It’s been over a century since she should have died. )


Crossposted: [livejournal.com profile] heroes_fic, @fanfiction.net: The Spaces Between
raptureofthemoon: (hollow)
He’s getting ready for the show
He’s going to the carnival tonight
On Desolation Row


“Desolation Row” – Bob Dylan






He’s in a nondescript hotel room, in a nondescript town, and the blood of a nondescript prostitute—Mary, she’d said, my name is Mary, and he’d had to hold back a laugh—is drying on the threadbare rug.

He washes his hands in the dingy bathroom sink. On the vanity, a silver ring catches his eye. He picks it up, turns it between his fingers, holds it in his palm. Then he’s not in the room anymore.

It’s yesterday. He’s on the street a few blocks from here. He sees the man—lanky, unremarkable, wearing crumpled business clothes—who’d given Mary the ring.

The ring had belonged to the man’s wife; she’ run off, taken the kids, left the ring.

It was more than enough payment for what he’d wanted from Mary. What he wanted to do to her. He’d put her on her knees. Called her by his wife’s name. Slapped her. Then bent her over the mean wooden dresser and fucked her, unprotected, until she bit her lip—breaking the skin—and begged him to stop.

Sylar shudders, blinks his eyes open and is greeted with his own reflection in a filthy mirror. He cracks the vertebrae in his neck to release the tension that had taken him with the sudden onset of the vision. This new ability would take a little getting used to.

He steps out of the bathroom, looks once at the half-clothed form on the bed. The pillow, where the ruin of her head lays, is soaked in blood. But Mary looks…at peace.

He drapes her discarded shirt over her—covering her naked torso and the hand-shaped bruises where yesterday’s John had gripped her around her waist—before flicking off the light and shutting the door behind him as he walks out into the night.



The Meme:

Choose a subject and put your entire music collection on shuffle, hit play, and write. Write for as long as each song plays and move on to a different writing when the song switches (even if it's mid-sentence). Go for 5-10 songs.
raptureofthemoon: (Default)
The Meme: Choose a subject and put your entire music collection on shuffle, hit play, and write. Write for as long as each song plays and move on to a different writing when the song switches (even if it's mid-sentence). Go for 5-10 songs.

Comments are ♥.


Song: “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” – Emilie Autumn
Fandom: Star Trek XI (2009)
Characters/Pairing: McCoy/Chapel
Genre: General, Romantic
Warnings: Sexuality, nudity
Spoilers: None

She wakes up naked and not in her own bed. )



Song: "Maiden Voyage" -- The Clockwork Dolls
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Claire, Sylar
Genre: General, AU-ish
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Vague spoilers for beginning of Season 3.


He's touched her more intimately than any lover ever will. )




Song: "Scarborough Fair" - Sarah Brightman
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Peter/Caitlin
Genre: General, Romance, During Series
Warnings: Sex
Spoilers: For Season 2

He wakes to the sound of singing.... )



Song: "Baby Blue" - Emiliana Torrini
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Peter, Claire (Tilt your head and squint for pairing possibilities.)
Genre: Post-Series / AU
Warnings: Death
Spoilers: None that I see


Every year, they come to the seashore. )



Song: "Crash and Burn" - Savage Garden
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Peter/Claire
Genre: Post-Series.
Warnings: Genetic sexual attraction (GSA). Sex. Incest. Fully consensual, but I guess I'm going to the special hell now. At least I'm enjoying myself.

Spoilers: None.


When there’s no one left alive who knows of your genetic connection with one another, is a relationship still taboo? )



Song: "I Touch Myself" - The Divinyls
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Claire/___
Genre: AU
Warnings: GSA. Sexuality. Voyeurism. Incest. (Special hell, yep.)
Spoilers: A bit of one for "5 Years Gone."

She doesn't know how it started. )



Crossposted everywhere. ([livejournal.com profile] heroes_fic; [livejournal.com profile] heroes_het_fic; [livejournal.com profile] paire_love; [livejournal.com profile] st_reboot; [livejournal.com profile] mccoy_chapel)
raptureofthemoon: (cheaper than therapy)
Title: Pieces
Fandom: Heroes
Rating: PG13-ish
Characters: Claire, Sylar
Genre: General, Drama, Horror, AU-ish elements
Notes: I don't know what this is. It started out wanting to be something else but became a sort of random scene/character sketch... Takes place in Season 3, "The Second Coming."



The only sounds in the room are his deep sighs, the slick soft swish of fingers across moist tissues. )
~

Crossposted: [livejournal.com profile] heroes_fic; [livejournal.com profile] heroesfic; [livejournal.com profile] sylar_claire

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