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: (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... )


Who's tying up whom? )

10. Wing Fic

What if someone sprouted wings? )

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. )


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