watchmakersylar: (Lydia/Sylar)
There’s someone in the bed next to me. The sheets smell like sweat and something weird, like that witchcraft shop that went out of business near Gabriel’s shop. Incense, it’s called incense, or it could be perfume.

I need to pee, but I can’t move. She’s got her arm across my chest, and the bed is too small. She’s got tattoos all over her body, and I feel my face turn red. I drank so much wine.

“You need to go, don’t you?” Lydia’s husky voice breaks the silence.

“A lot.” My voice cracks as I scramble over her. “Sorry.”

Drabble Master List
watchmakersylar: (Mom and me)
Character: Angela, Peter, "Nathan", Sylar
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 701
Rating: PG 13 - murder, blood, swearing
Notes: 'Verse Carny Queen, Nathan went a little crazy and had to be locked up. Sylar is trying to claw his way out like Alien.
Prompt: Tyler Durden: Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility! for [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses

Basket Weaving 101 )
watchmakersylar: (Death Stare)
Character: Sylar, Lydia and Arnold
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 596
Rating: PG 13 - murder, blood, swearing
Notes: 'Verse Carny Queen
Prompt: Oogie Boogie Man: I am the shadow on the moon at night / Filling your dreams to the brim with fright. for [livejournal.com profile] scifi_muses

Foreplay and Murder )
watchmakersylar: (Death Stare)


Angela’s gone. I’m covered in her blood. It’s in my hair, my eyes and my mouth. Under my nails may never come clean. I may even have some of it in my ears. It was worth it though. That’s one down, and one to go. I won’t go back on my deal with Parkman. His family gets to live, but the Bennets and the Petrellis will be decimated, including precious Peter and darling Claire.

The clothes I came here in our ruined, so I have to dig through the closets and drawers of Angela’s house. In one drawer I find the one thing I wanted the most. My watch. When it’s hooked around my wrist, the rest of my missing memories flood into place.

It takes me a good hour in the shower to get all the blood off of me. For the first time since the Hall of Mirrors, I don’t flinch when I see my reflection. I am me again. The real me, not Gabriel, not Nathan, I am Sylar at last.

I’m not ready to go hunting though not yet. First I need a few more powers. Time travel for one, I have always wanted that, and while Hiro Nakamura’s hard to find, the old man at Sullivan Bros. isn’t. Arnold is first on my Blue Plate Special, and I can’t wait to rip his skull open.

Then there’s Samuel. He thinks he owns me. Broken Gabriel fell for his shit, but I never did. I never would. Being subtle is the key; of course, the best way to take power away from Samuel is to get the Queen and the Knight on my side. Lydia likes me. I could taste it on her, and I’m sure she’s wondering where I’ve gone off to. I can take their powers without killing, but I’ll make it the Sullivan Bros. Buffet if I have to.

(Based on Twitter RP, [livejournal.com profile] season4heroesrp and some canon.)
watchmakersylar: (Lips)
Title: Some Enchanted Evening
Pairings or Characters: Sylar/Lydia
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Het
Wordcount: 4400ish
Warnings: SMUT SMUT AND MORE SMUT
Notes:This is the opening scene of my [livejournal.com profile] season4heroesrp RPG. It takes place immediately following Tabula Rasa. [livejournal.com profile] fortunatetattoo my Lydia and I were asked to share this outside of the game. Hope you enjoy it.

Smut, Smut, Smut - did I say Smut? )

Profile

watchmakersylar: (Default)
Sylar - Gabriel Gray

July 2012

S M T W T F S
1 2 3 4 5 6 7
8 91011121314
15161718192021
22232425262728
293031    

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jun. 15th, 2025 07:29 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios