#unfinished.

[eternalfeatherofaeons]

[mushyooms]

the madlad made it home

[honeyhobbs]

Kitten square!

[yoakkemae]

alex's timeline in the novels. // unfinished.

note: will include TRIGGERING CONTENT such as violence, torture, murder, suicide, death, deep water, almost drowning, fire, guns, assassinations, snipers, really graphic and terrible deaths like TERRIBLE DEATHS, etc. if you are triggered by such content, DON’T READ THIS.

book 1: stormbreaker. (takes place from march-april).

alex is notified of his uncle's death. he is informed that ian died of a car accident, killed by the fact that he was speeding and wasn't wearing his seatbelt. alex is suspicious over this story. a few days later, mi6 agents attend ian rider's funeral while pretending to be bankers while other mi6 agents empty out ian's office. alex grows even more suspicious and tries to find ian's car. he finds it at a car junkyard with bullet holes, and when he's about to be caught snooping around, he dives into the car. unfortunately, the car gets picked up and goes into a car crusher, and alex barely manages to escape the car with his life. he knocks out a gunman at the car junkyard and gets away.

the "bank" that his uncle works at asks to meet with him, and alex goes. he meets with his uncle's co-worker, john crawley, and is led past ian's office. he asks to go in there and is refused, and he's left alone in crawley's office. his curiosity drives him to jump out the window of crawley's office (fifteen stories up) and catches himself on the flagpole so that he could jump from it to ian's office's window. in ian's office, he finds files that shows that ian rider was not a banker, and he's tranq'd by crawley and his man.

[fduplegacy]

Adam was just laying down on their bed. Doom-scrolling on some forum.

Audrey, on the other hand, was sitting with her back pressed to the wall opposite to the bed. Trying so hard to focus on the manuscript in her iPad, yet failing miserably due to the slight lift of Adam's shirt.

She could see the light from the window going through the peeking tuft of hair on his belly. His dark-blond happy trail called to her. He didn't even seem slightly aware of her eyes on him at all, too focused on whatever coding error the anon in the thread was struggling with.

Of course he was judging someone else's code. He never furrowed his brow in deep concentration like that unless he was trying to find an error before a gargle of strangers online did. He always wanted to be the first at everything.

Audrey stretched her legs, taking a deep breath as her eyes continued to raise and fall with every breath Adam took. It was so quiet the way he breathed, yet the clear up and down motion of his belly showed all signs of life that Audrey needed to forget her work entirely just to thirst for her boyfriend.

The hand behind his head moved, he scratched his stomach over the shirt. It ruffled under his touch, lifting it even more.

Audrey stopped breathing for a second there.

Her eyes followed his hand as it went behind his head again, smoothing the fluffy curls at the front of his head as he adjusted his position. Her tights clenched when she caught the bobbing motion of his throat as he swallowed.

She was angry. He was doing absolutely nothing. Yet here she was, ogling like a creep at his simple existence.

Adam took a deep exasperated breath as he kept re-reading the code on his phone. His arm flexed as the position began to tire him out. Audrey had the sudden urge to bite his bicep. She bit the inside of her lip instead, body frozen in place. Maybe just so that he didn't get cocky at how much he was affecting her by doing absolutely nothing special.

One frustrated groan later, and Adam rolled over his stomach. Audrey was now practically salivating at the perfect curve of his ass. How dare he be like that? Can't he see just how busy she was? Simone would have her head if she didn't have the manuscripts review by that night.

But she couldn't help herself. She didn't need go close her eyes to have a perfect image of Adam's back, full of her scratches over his toned muscles. She could perfectly imagine and feel the dip of his spine under her fingers as if she were trailing it that very second. Yet he was just still laying on their bed, clothed, distracted, doing absolutely nothing. And she was drooling. Like a dog.

She wanted to stand up and lay over him, to rest her head in the dip of his shoulders and bury her face there. To inhale his natural scent and maybe bite him a few times. He's gone too long without another bite from her... a day was too much.

He let out a frustrated sigh, hands moving and fingers typing curiously on the screen. Probably arguing with some nerd about how he was much more smarter than them and why. Bullet pointed. Organized. Brutally honest.

Adam ran a hand through his hair, and somehow the perfect view of his full forehead on his profile almost made her moan. His straight nose was perfect to her. She wanted to trace a finger over it, from the dip in his brows, to the tip of his nose... over his lips...

Adam's phone pinged. His eyes were torn from the chat to stare at the notification on top. He read it quickly before finally turning his eyes on her.

"You start ovulating today, yes?" He asked casually.

She blinked stupefied. She didn't keep track of her period so closely, but her last day was... yeah two weeks ago.

"...how?" She asked accusingly. He grinned seductively in response before shrugging.

"I know all about you." He responded playfully before throwing his phone carelessly over the pillows to his right.

He then turned over and stretched both arms over his head. His back arched on the bed, letting Audrey freely see his happy trail as it divided his abs before dissapwraing right above his belt. He sat up and rolled bis neck, taking a deep breath as his chest expanded and his legs spread wide. A satisfied groan left his lips when his back popped.

Audrey physically felt her pupils widen. And her core moisten.

"...slut." she mumbled.

"Don't diss what you can't afford," he teased, before laying back down on the bed, this time his head was on the pillow, legs towards the wall propped up on the bed. His crotch was eye-level with her on the floor. She tried with all her willpower to ignore the tent there. But it obscured her view of his face.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked after a beat of silence, too distracted to answer earlier.

"You won't touch this raw until your fertile period is done." He palmed himself over his jeans as if to prove a point. Her hand twitched. She carefully placed her iPad on the floor before standing up towards him.

"That's more a punishment for you than it is for me..." she shrugged, climbing on the bed beside him, propping herself up on her elbows once her body was respectfully laying beside him. Completely ignoring the almost unbearable need to be on top of him right then and there. She practically vibrated at the thought.

"Maybe, but we really don't need, or want Adam juniors or little Audreys running around here, do we?" He teased, smiling innocently at her. Almost as if he really thought her peripheral wasn't aware of his hand still rubbing up and down over his jeans. The bulge kept growing and his cheeks were a dust of pink that matched the tint of his lips.

"You could just get a vasectomy and we'd no longer have that issue..." she responded cooly, inspecting the nails of her right hand before removing invisible dust from his shirt. Her touch light enough to almost not be there. His heart fluttered regardless.

"I promised my mom that I wouldn't get one until I am at least 30. Four more years and then I'm all yours, ok?" His hand left his bulge to lift her chin closer to him. Their lips so close to touch each other...

"Nu-uh," she rolled over and stood up front the bed just as their lips brushed each other. "You said no until I'm done ovulating. So we're sticking to that." She walked back to her spot and picked up her iPad, making sure that she bent over right in his line of sight, slowly straightening back up as she felt his eyes eating her alive.

"Mean cherry..." he grumbled. No bite in his tone from the nice view.

[blueskittlesart]

Dear Big Brother

kind of a sequel to this comic

[hearteyespierce]

(x)

[jinnseigame]

塗り始めた～

[ains-art]

Kinda spiritual successor of a painting i did in 2021 of a moonicorn (cow unicorn)

[siixcr]

doodle from the alex hirsch stream 2day

[seagiri]

up to interpretation

[miss-carter]

And no more despair.

REST IN PEACE BERNARD HILL (1944–2024)

[gr0undr10tz]

unfinished chimera falin wip

[mugentakeda]

in my opinion the best "zuko joins the gaang early" fics are the ones that take place in book 1. the comedic potential is unparalleled

[probablyethan]

So I made this Comic like a year ago and forgot about it hehe. It is (sort of) a time travel au. I still got my old sketches for the next 10 pages so it is a to be continued