#victor au

[mellxncollie]

CHARLES ROWLAND in there's nothing sweeter than my baby (so full of love I could barely eat) by @aletterinthenameofsanity

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Monty Finch, Dead Boy Detectives | Richard Siken, Dirty Valentine

@deadboy-edwin @icecreambrownies @anonymousbooknerd-universe @ashildrs

@tragedy-machine @just-existing-as-you-do-blog @orpheusetude @mj-irvine-selby

@pappelsiin @itsbitmxdinhere @rexrevri @sweet-like-h0ney-lavender @saffirez

@the-ipre @sunnylemonss @days-light @agentearthling @helltechnicality

@tiredghostby @sethlost @catboy-cabin @secretlyafiveheadeddragon @vyther15

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @queen-of-hobgobblers @every-moment-a-different-sound

@nix-nihili @holvivum

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

I have a hunger games au on here somewhere where Lena and Kara are both Victors, but I can't find all the posts. But I was thinking more about it today, and I have some more ideas. Like how Lena was the youngest victor in Panem's history, while Kara was the oldest tribute ever selected-- her Reaping was the day before she officially aged out. So when they meet in the Capitol after Kara's games are over and she's on the Victory Tour, Lena is about her age yet seems far older from her years being exploited and victimized as the most loathed Victor (remember, she's the black widow victor who did the whole poisonous berries pact with Jack except Jack actually ate them).

I was also wondering how the whole assassin thing would have worked. Like-- if Lena's poison was in her kiss (lipstick), then how did she keep from poisoning herself on accident? A barrier coat would protect her lips and skin, but the risk of accidentally licking her lips would be too great a risk, right?

Well, the solution my stupid brain came up with is that Snow turned her into a kind of Mutt, in a way, by introducing various poisons into her system and somehow using the exposure to make her immune to them. Which of course wouldnt have been a painless procedure for Lena, and in the process may have even made her blood poisonous to others or something?

Which would be a cool factor to play with when it comes to the quarter quell. Lena gets split off from her and Kara's alliance, taken by an enemy alliance for awfulness, only for Kara and the others to find her in the enemy camp surrounded dead bodies, her own blood dripping from her hand.

Also, I headcanon that during the quarter quell Lena immediately heads off to generate a poison for her lips and nails as well, except no one in the alliance knows what she's doing. Which means that when she and Kara have a quiet moment on the shore of the arena, and Kara finally leans in for a kiss, Lena pulls away at the last minute.

Does she explain herself when she sees Kara crestfallen? Not really. "My kiss is deadly, Kara. You've heard the rumors."

"I've never cared about the rumors," Kara confesses. "I just... want to be with you."

In lieu of a kiss, Kara reaches for Lena's hand, but Lena recoils from that as well, conscious of the poison on her fingertips.

It's not until later, when she finds Lena in the enemy camp, that she understands exactly what Lena means.

[vyther16]

this drabble is for @aletterinthenameofsanity's victor au, oh, sinners come down (I must be good for something)

the prompt was Monty+Crystal in the victor au. double drabble

Thirteen is safer than the Capital, but it’s still not safe. The five of them all share a room, though there is usually more than just Monty and Crystal. Monty hasn’t been alone with Crystal recently, not since before the games, before the wedding he didn’t have. She throws her pillow at him. “You’re brooding,” she says, muffled into her mattress. “I’m not brooding,” Monty retorts, clutching her pillow to his chest. “I’m just—” “Sulking?” Crystal says. Monty sticks his tongue out. “I can’t see whatever childish gesture you just made at me,” Crystal says, still muffled into her mattress. Monty sticks his tongue out further. Crystal sighs, rolling out of her bed and pushing herself to her feet. “Edwin and Charles went to get dinner— they’ll be back any minute. Quit moping.” “I already said I’m not moping,” Monty snaps, but there’s no real heat to it.  “Uh-huh,” Crystal says. “Gimme back my pillow.” Monty flops back onto the floor, curling up around the pillow. “No. You threw it at me. It’s mine now.” Crystal audibly rolls her eyes.  Monty sighs and sits up, launching the pillow directly at Crystal’s face, just as the door opens, admitting their dinner.

[bullsfish]

These two *clutches heart*.

Commission for @neutronice 's fic Fool's Gold. ✨

[ijlii]

Art school AU again 🔨

[mobius-m-mobius]

#just a wizard gentleman and his butler 🪄🎩

[sugarcube589]

i spent an hour debating whether I should post this or not and decided fuck it we ball

drops this and runs

Final victor in @havanillas’ role swap AU

“But if our partnership is to remain amicable, then you need to catch up to speed on how I do things around here,” he purred, drawing out a revolver and emptying its cylinder, leaving a single shot in the chamber. He pushes the weapon into the smaller doctor’s hand, aiming the barrel at his own chest.

“Let’s see how far this “divine luck” of yours goes~”

@syadoodles here’s the wip that’s been glaring at me for weeks as I procrastinated on other stuff here you go okbye

[animatorroseoak]

Yuri on ice tangled au angst to celebrate year 7 with no ice ado

[weirdlookindog]

Tony Robert-Fleury (1837-1911) - Alix apparaissant au masque (Alix appearing to the Mask), 1890-91

illustration for Victor Hugo's unfinished play 'Les Jumeaux'

[mellxncollie]

Bird-Understander by Craig Arnold inspired by oh, sinners come down (I must be good for something) — @aletterinthenameofsanity

(Dead Boy Detectives (2024) — Season 1)

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Charles, Monty, and Edwin, at literally any point in the Victor AU:

[shriika]

Lilich sister portrait

[the-hydroxian-artblog]

even Sticks has her limits (among other things)

[sarcasticmothdraws]

🐛 Just A Checkin :]

[1/?] >> The Fic For Added Context.

[tart-miano]

angry that your parody has a degree and you don't, victor