Our Nest of Silk (7340 words) by Artemis-Blue
Chapters: 2/2
Fandom: Transformers Animated (2007), Transformers - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Arachnus Prime/Megatron, Arachnus/Megatron, Megatron/Optimus Prime
Characters: Arachnus Prime (Transformers), Megatron (Transformers), Optimus Prime, Starscream (Transformers), Lugnut (Transformers), Blitzwing (Transformers)
Chapter 2: Megatron has risen and arrives in search of more than just Starscream and Lugnut's blathering.
Part 2 has been posted. Originally was going to be a separate fic but why not keep it together?
regarding Days in Violet, I have the new chapter 80% written and I've been stuck on a spicy scene of all places for the last 2 months— which is why I haven't finished it yet.
It's a spoiler perhaps but I figure the folks have been waiting so long that I might as well say it. It's coming! The scene itself is written halfway through but I am not content with it fully yet and whoever knows me, knows that I need it to be GREAT especially after such a long wait (an understatement really LMAO).
December is slower life-wise so I should have time to sit and crank it out.
Something wondrous happened. My old (and first) tumblr blog got returned to me by the amazing tumblr support staff after SEVEN (7) years of losing access to it!!!
So, naturally, I will be moving all my things there, reposting all I posted here, and re-follow everyone that I have been following on here.
You guys, you have no idea how happy this has made me. Please go follow @akahellcat once more. See you on the flipside!
I will be queueing this and also messaging every single one of my moots to follow me there. Love you all.
Daltonfic Big Bang: Week 9, Day 1; Dwight/?
Based on that bit in Dalton where Dwight basically is like... yo Shane is hot.
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The two kissed, fighting between them for who was going to be pressed up against the wall. A gasp. A pair of hands on a belt buckle, jangling in the quiet room away from the hustle and bustle of Windsor House.
Dwight broke away, worry mixed in with his usual hint of panic, “This isn’t right, Reed will kill me.”
“He broke up with me.”
“Yeah but-”
“I said, he broke up with me. We’re not together. He doesn’t get to be mad if I get with someone else.” Shane stressed, not letting it bother him. It did. Obviously. Otherwise he and Dwight would not even be having this conversation, let alone be holed up in Shane’s room like they’d be caught any second.
Shane leaned into kiss Dwight again, but he was pushed away.
“His mom is stressing him out and got to him. Give him a week.” Dwight argued. “Just because he’s graduated and he’s not here doesn’t mean we should… fuck, what are we doing?”
“Uh, having fun?” Shane said, grinning wildly.
Dwight bit his tongue, annoyed. He knew it was wrong, even as his stomach turned and he wanted to give into the manic energy Shane was giving off, he had to at least try- even if it was just to assuage his conscious.
It’d been two weeks since Reed had broken up with Shane; and one week since Shane had relentlessly been pursuing anything that walked into Windsor House as a kind of mourning ritual since Reed was not returning his calls. Anyone with sense could guess Hilde Van Kamp had forced his hand, but Shane wasn’t sharing what was in those emails that had him throwing his phone against the wall. Whatever it was, Shane was broken up enough to be dragging their ignoble prefect into his quest for a rebound.
Shane shrugged. “I’m bored. You’re horny, it’s a perfect match.”
“I am not-”
“Oh fuck off.” Shane said, pressing Dwight back up against the door, hands in his pants. Dwight couldn’t hide the gasp he made. “You’re into this. What was it you said last time we all had a party- ‘oh Shane, if you were a girl’- that’s a lie. I’m fine just as a boy.”
“That was Todd’s scotch talking, not me.” Dwight’s face coloured. Shane took advantage, leaning in further.
“Sure it was. And you haven’t had a giant bon-”
“You’re stupid, that’s what.” Dwight interrupted.
“Then you’re just as dumb as I am.” Shane said, He didn’t have a leg to stand on about the whining given Shane’s hands were already in his pants, but he had to somehow pretend this might not become a thing.
He didn’t let Shane insult him again. He proved Shane’s point though when he flipped them, Shane’s back to the wall; pinning him with height and weight advantage, even if Shane’s wirey dance muscles could have easily sidestepped the move. They both could avoid this obvious dancing around it if they wanted to; token protests aside, it was a bad decision on both ends, one that could only end badly.
Maybe Shane could have called his ex; gone that way. Maybe Dwight could have not stepped in earlier when Shane was hitting on Baldwin excessively. It would have required a little less impulsivity. Neither were really good at decision making.
They didn’t get any comments about Dwight emerging from Shane’s room later; hair tied back and messy. Shane was sprawled across his bed, clothing rumpled; he was more content that he had been in ages. Thin walls didn’t really matter when both had practice getting off quietly, even if it was weird they really shouldn’t be doing that together.
Dwight snuck back to his and Todd’s room; though as prefect he had been entitled to a single, it felt weird with all that empty space. He cracked the door, slipping back inside and checking the padlocks as usual.
A cough sounded from behind him.
“Did I forget something?” Dwight asked, noticing his roommate’s chair turned around with a displeased look.
“Really Dwight?”
“What?” Dwight asked, trying and failing to play it cool.
Todd rolled his eyes, “Shane? Of all people? He has a boyfriend.”
Dwight felt a wave of shame. He’d been saying that himself, but now he found himself echoing Shane’s hurt words. “They broke up.”
“They’re on a break at most until Mrs. Van Kamp gets her head out of her ass.” Todd said. Oh no. Not the disappointed tone.
Dwight wanted to escape the room; but he couldn’t considering he’d had all the same protests Todd was bringing up. Granted, he did it anyways… did that make him a bad person.
He asked Todd, shame tinging his voice.
Todd frowned. “No. It doesn’t make you a bad person. It’s a bad decision given I thought Reed was your friend, but-”
“Well it was me or Luke Baldwin.” Dwight protested. “You should have seen Shane in the common room, I thought he was about to do some kind of sex demon ritual right there on the carpet!”
“Sure you did.” Todd wasn’t convinced. “I bet you also had to sleep with him for the good of the school or something? That’s not what you’re supposed to do as prefect. Be his friend, don’t fuck him.”
Dwight coloured. “I… It’s not going to be a thing.”
“Dwight, you’re a rebound if anything. This isn’t going to end well.” Todd pointed out. “If it was Luke, I doubt Reed would feel as betrayed. You slept with his boyfriend.”
“Ex-boyfriend. It’s been 3 weeks.”
“So, you’ve been counting?”
“No!” Dwight said. Were his arms itchy? He felt itchy. Was this guilt? Fuck. He didn’t want to go to church; the priest at St. Anthony’s in Westerville was a total creep. He didn’t want that, so he admitted, “Maybe.”
Todd considered this. “I thought you were straight.”
“Kind of.”
“Kind of?”
“I don’t know!” Dwight said, throwing himself down on his side of the room. He’d finally gotten the elaborate four-poster he’d never been allowed in previous years at Dalton to be installed; and it was great for adding to the drama of these moments. He drew the curtains and tried to hide.
Todd pulled the curtains back anyways, crawling in. Buzzkill.
“You don’t know?” Todd ignored his personal space, pushing him to the side to sit cross-legged on the bed. “So you’re trying to figure it out with your friend’s ex who is also your friend, while you’re supposed to be keeping the peace as prefect?”
“I mean, I told him we shouldn’t!”
“But you did anyways.”
Dwight groaned, hiding his face in a pillow. “I get it! I’m a shit person! But like, he’s hot! Okay! Just, all…”
Todd interpreted the wavy-arm gestures Dwight gave him as best he could. “You know, even if you have a thing for him, this isn’t the way to go about it. Do you like him?”
“I! Don’t! Know!” Dwight said into the pillow, “Fricken heck.”
“I think you can use the stronger swears.” Todd said, finding the humour in the moment.
“I already suck… I don’t want to be an even worse person.”
“Well, you gotta deal with the consequences of your actions; I don’t really care if you say fuck, but someone is gonna care if you fucked Shane.” Todd pointed out.
“Is it bad that even though I knew it was bad, I still wanted to do it?”
“Do you really need to ask?”
Dwight rolled over and sighed. “This was so much easier when I thought sex was icky.”
“To be fair, you could have made an excellent travelling monk; if the vow of celibacy had just held.” Todd said, before flipping back to seriousness. “You got to tell Reed.”
“Ugh, I guess.” Dwight sighed, propping himself up on his elbows. “Confession is going to suck next time I’m home.”
“You could just convert; I have to say Wicca is a lot less stressful.” Todd suggested. “At least Trinity’s coven is anyways.”
“Yeah but then Reed, my mom, and God will all be mad at me. That’s not worth it.” Dwight said to the fabric hanging above him.
“You’re missing out.” Todd said, rolling off the bed. “Just don’t make me have to force you to own up to this. You won’t like me forcing your hand.”
“I know, I know. You’ll post it on the front page of the paper and make sure even Grandma Houston gets a copy emailed to her.” Dwight waved him off.
“That, and I’ll get quotes from Shane saying your dick is tiny.”
Hey there y'all, I've got a new fic out, called Serpentine. It is a YOI Hannibal AU, with lots of murders, fistfights, deception, and sexual tension. Basically, everything a person would love in an opera.
Yuuri is a socially anxious introvert working for the FBI as a consultant in all the cases that no one else can solve. Viktor is an eminent psychiatrist with a taste for the finer things, drawn to the unique as a moth is drawn to flame. He finds an irresistible uniqueness in the form of Yuuri Katsuki, and thus begins an out-of-control spiral into love and madness.
It is a story of undying love and devotion, deceit, and a descent into darkness.
O Sator, Sator Meus, Quare Me Dereliquisti? (9132 words) by Artemis-Blue
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Transformers Animated (2007), Transformers - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Megatron/Ultra Magnus (Transformers), Optimus Prime & Ultra Magnus
Characters: Megatron (Transformers), Ultra Magnus (Transformers), Shockwave (Transformers), Optimus Prime (Transformers), Dai Atlas (Transformers), Perceptor (Transformers)
Additional Tags: Character Study, Canon-Typical Violence, Fast Burn, Metaphors for Spark Merging and Interfacing, Hurt No Comfort, Character Death, Yearning, Mentions of mech preg (alien biology), Alien Biology, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Heavy Angst, Transformer Sparklings, Protoforms (Transformers), Secrets, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Non Graphic Emergence
Summary:
It all began with a council meeting. Ultra Major couldn't have known that consorting with some Warframe upstart would alter his destiny. He couldn't have known that his servo would've led to war, to bloodshed. This mech he once cherished in spark and frame, now bitter enemies. Only too late when he yearns for an alternate future, his negligence costs him his greatest fear.
FINALLY FINISHED THIS BEAST! Im freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Transformers Animated (2007), Transformers - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Optimus Prime & Bumblebee & Prowl & Bulkhead & Ratchet, Bumblebee & Sari Sumdac
Characters: Bumblebee (Transformers), Optimus Prime, Prowl (Transformers), Ratchet (Transformers), Bulkhead (Transformers), Sari Sumdac, Isaac Sumdac, Blitzwing (Transformers), Slipstream (Transformers), Thundercracker (Transformers), Skywarp (Transformers), Original Character(s) - Character, Omega Supreme (Transformers), Megatron, Lugnut (Transformers), Starscream (Transformers), Jazz (Transformers), Sentinel Prime (Transformers)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post Season 2 Finale, Will update tags as they appear in the story (inlcuding characters), Canon-Typical Violence, Continuity What Continuity, continuity soup, Will be using different lore aspects from different continuities for story purposes, Sentinel is still a prick but he means well, Omega does not fall through the earth space bridge in this story
Summary:
Ever since Sentinel’s last visit to earth, there has been a strange radio silence from Cybertron. It's of no concern to the crew of repair bots, who have their servos full from thwarting Decepticon treachery and wrangling the odd bank-harrassing supervillain of Detroit. Not to mention Sari, the Techno-Organic, who has her own bouts of shenanigans that the crew can't help but get roped into every time (even her own homework!)
But when Optimus receives an under-the-table data-file from Jazz, and strange non-cybertronian alien lifeforms begin appearing on Earth, the crew learns they need to get Omega Supreme online as fast as possible before all these strange occurrences come to a head.
If only Sentinel would get his helm out of his aft and debrief the Earth crew on what's going on in the Cybertronian Intergalactic Commonwealth… because it seems even the Decepticons know more than them.
