#wip: the red marksman

[rivensdefenseattorney]

Timmy Character Profile

(WIP)

Basic Information

Name: Timothy TeXon

Race: Human

Age: 20

Gender: Male (He/They)

Unique Features

Light freckles

Height: 5'6 (168 cm)

Education & Background

Education: Red Fountain Polytechnic

Year: Transfer Student

Specialty: Freelance Operations

Subspecialties: Aerospace Engineering & Dimensional Travel | Vehicle Engineering & Advanced Transportation Systems

Favorite Class: Spacecraft Design & Orbital Mechanics

Birthplace: Titania, Zenith

Relationships

Family

Parents: Trace & Tegan TeXon

Sibling: Teo TeXon

Friends

Riven/Nabu (Specialist Best Friends)

Bloom/Flora/Musa (Winx Best Friends)

Love Interests

Tecna

Personality Traits

Persistent: Despite being told he's not suited for combat and facing self-doubt, he persists, displaying unwavering determination to pursue his chosen path.

Quiet Confidence: Timmy possess an inner resolve and confidence in their skills, even if he doesn't openly display it.

Adaptability: Adept at adjusting to challenging situations, learning from setbacks, and adapting his approach to overcome obstacles.

Analytical Thinking: An introspective nature lends itself to analytical thinking, allowing them to assess situations methodically and find creative solutions.

Empathy: Despite their struggles, they're empathetic towards others, understanding that everyone faces challenges and offering support to those in need.

Focused and Detail-Oriented: He exhibits a keen focus on his pursuits, paying attention to detail in his work, whether it's engineering or combat-related training.

Resilient: He is able to bounce back from setbacks.

Inner Strength: They possess inner strength, quietly facing their insecurities and doubts, using them as fuel to drive their determination rather than letting them hold them back.

Skills & Abilities

Excellent Marksman

Excels in Navigation and Piloting

Technical Aptitude

Mechanical Aptitude

Tactical Aptitude

Hobbies & Interests

Building Model Aircrafts and Vehicles

Tinkering with Gadgets and Devices

Playing Simulation Games

Playing Strategy and Precision-Based Video Games

Drafting Blueprints

Practicing archery/sharpshooting

Quirks & Habits

Has a list for everything

Always takes notes

Collects figurines

Whenever he adds a new book to his collection he has to read them at least 3 times

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[simplegenius042]

I'd love to know about "Call to Arms" for the WIP round up. FC5 and CoD my beloveds...

Ah yes! I'd love to talk about the Call To Arms duology!

Since there were two versions of CODMW, I had been stuck on doing either the original version or the reboot. Then I remembered, "I'm a fanfic writer, I can have BOTH!" And that's how I ultimately decided to combine both, so that's going to be fun to work out.

Call To Arms is a Call Of Duty Modern Warfare fic which acts as an origin story for Nadi Sinclair, John Seed's second-in-command in my FC5 fics, explaining why Nadi is so willing to sell her soul to John and Eden's Gate and devote herself to their ideals despite the red flags.

Call To Arms is split in two (due to being a duology); the first fic focuses on the first Modern Warfare and setting up the second, acting as a prologue of sorts, while the second fic focuses on both Modern Warfare 2 & 3, where things start taking a turn for the worst. I'll be sticking with the original's timeline (mostly anyway), as the reboot's timeline just doesn't work for Silva's Hope.

Nadi Sinclair is an Iranian-Frenchwoman who joined the French army and eventually got recruited into SAS operations, specifically the 22nd SAS Regiment, due to her exceptional sharpshooting skills, and acts as designated marksman on good days and sniper on bad days. Despite the work she does, she still retains an optimistic and cheerful demeanor, earning her the nickname "Quokka". She's joined alongside one other recruit; Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish, and are both mentored by SAS Captain John Price and Sergeant Kyle "Gaz" Garrick. The dynamics I'm going for in this group is that Nadi and Soap have this vitriolic sibling energy between them, and are considered the "younger" siblings (being in their early and mid 20s), Gaz the well-behaved one, and Price acting as the big brother everyone looks up to even when he commits the occasional war crime.

There's also Kate Laswell who's the mother hen that covers their asses when they do stupid shit, and checks in on them from time to time to make sure they're all okay. Farah and Alex are the favorite long-distant cousins they wish they got to see more of (with Hadir as the least favorite) and Nikolai is the uncle whose been to prison more than once but does get them out of trouble so he gets a pass, and Griggs is just a stand-up guy who showed up sopping wet like a kitten lost in the rain so they kind of adopted him.

Shepherd also appears a little earlier than he does in both canons (though I'm going for the original MW2 Shepherd as I despise the reboot version) who's either the most impressed dad in the world or the most disappointed. Graves and Valeria are the bad kids who the team want to keep Nadi far away from.

Ghost, Roach, Alejandro, Yuri, and all the others will be introduced in the second fic but while I don't have much to share about their relationship with Nadi now (except that Ghost kind of scares her even though he would absolutely kill anyone who bothered her and help hide the body), I must make this adamantly clear. I do not have any romance at all for this duology, the focus is more on brotherhood/sisterhood. The most you'll get is playful flirting, whatever Alejandro and Valeria got going on, and discussions of Nadi's obvious poor tastes in men and women at her expense (which may explain her crush on a certain Seed brother...).

Makarov is still his horrible self and no one wants him around.

I'm still trying to get things together for this one, I'll need to go on the hunt for the original games (it's... been a while) and replay the reboots (I don't have the third one and while I'm hesitant to get it from what I've heard, I'll do it just for the fic).

Anyway, hope you enjoyed.

[kimblewrites]

WIP Intro: The Red Marksman

TITLE

The Red Marksman

GENRE

Action, Thriller, Political, Mystery, Romance, CHARACTER DRIVEN PLOT so there’s like way too many characters have fun guys hope you enjoy

THEMES

Military, Politics, Snipers, Spies, Siblings, Terrorism, Russia 

SETTING

Moscow, Russia, 2020

POV

3rd Person (Limited)

STATUS

First Draft  (finished during NANO last year and I hate everything I wrote :)

SYNOPSIS

The world has been infiltrated with branches of the terrorist group known as “Al-Ihdar”, and it seems that no country is safe from their destruction and influence - not even World Powers have been able to remain unaffected. 

Dimitri Ivansov, Sergeant of one of Russia’s most feared Special OPs branches, is renowned as the world’s greatest active sniper, earning him the name “Red Marksman” among both his allies and his enemies. The name carries throughout the world, used as a threat, a reassurance, and everything in between.  

Deployed in Syria, far away from the politics of Moscow, however, Dimitri could care less about the ways his identity is utilized. To him, it is simple; being the Red Marksman provides him and his sister with the money they to live. 

However, his world turns upside down as the threat of Al-Ihdar goes straight to his city. Without warning, he and his team are brought to the United States Embassy in Russia to protect high-profile bureaucrats attending a targetted international summit. 

Russia is not the only ones to protect themselves with a sniper. Upon his arrival at the Embassy, Dimitri is faced with the Enigma that is the United States’ chosen sniper. His perfect counterpart - his perfect enemy. 

Dimitri is not unfamiliar with being utilized, but for the first time, he finds himself asking questions about who exactly is pulling the strings, and what the Red Marksman will have to do next to survive this summit. 

CHARACTERS

DIMITRI IVANSOV))

-Russian Special Ops Sergeant

-Sniper

-Politics?? 

-He’s smart, just uneducated. He provided for his sister, Sasha, until he was 18 and could join the military

-10/10 would die for Sasha, btw

-Does what he’s told and tries to leave it at that

ALEXI YASENEV))

-Quiet

-But don’t let that fool you he’s got -4 impulse control

-He’s also kind of a fuckboy and he’s totally aware of it

-A really good spy just bc he’s SUPER sneaky

-Dimitri’s best friend

IVAN PETROV)) 

-An asshole™

-But I love him

-He and Dimitri pretend to hate each other but tbh they’d die for each other 

-Kind of pretentious 

-Very similar to Dimitri hence their rivalry 

ELLE YANOVICH))

-soft

-Literally the softest boi ever

-a bottom

-Also, major inferiority complex

-His dad used to work for the Kremlin and screwed around w/ a CIA agent while he was in the States and whoops there’s a child

-That child is Elle

-Is incredibly smart, though

-he can also run really fast

-Talks way too much

-Youngest of the team and is a major younger brother figure to literally everybody 

-Is dating Anya Syanova

-I would die for this boy no lie

ILYA ALEYEV))

-Pilot

-50/50 Russian/Iraqi

-Everyone is like “oH is YouR paReNt a TerrORIsT and Is thAt whY yoU joInED the MiliTarY?!?”

-But tbh his dad is an Iraqi engineer and Ilya just likes flying 

-Also very soft 

-Super chill w/ everybody, espically Elle

-Probably has road rage

VLADIMIR KUZKIN))

-Isn’t technically part of the team anymore

-He used to have Dimitri’s spot but he hurt his leg

-So now he just gives orders to the new team

-Is Dimitri’s dad

-Is Everybody’s dad

-He adopts every military kid he meets bUT HE’S A HARDENED VETERAN OK HE PROBABLY HAS A HAT THAT SAYS THAT OR SMTH

-He was also born at the end of the Cold War and is kind of anti-American except for Elle bc Elle is his son too

SASHA IVANSOVA))

-Dimitri’s younger sister

-Works analytics for the FSB

-Bc Dimitri helped her survive when they were kids and working an office job as counterterrorism helps him survive now

-The Nice Sibling 

-Friend’s w/ Dimitri’s friends, especially Elle

-Literally, she and Elle are a dynamic duo and she also set him up w/ his girlfriend, Anya

ANYA SYANOVA))

-Elle’s girlfriend

-Honestly the mean one of the two

-A top

-She’s not mean to Elle but just in general, she’s a lot colder w/ the people she meets

-She and Sasha are besties though

-She works for the Foreign Intelligence Service

-Her family all works for the Kremlin, namely her older brother, but she isn’t close to any of them. 

KITRI VINTER))

-Idk why I put her at the bottom, she's literally one of the main characters

-American! Dimitri

-Not really, but she is a Delta Force Sniper 

-Dimitri expects someone like him (cold, calculating, etc)

-But Kitri is Literally???? So Nice??

-An actual ray of sunshine

-Like yeah, she’s super efficient at her job and she’s willing to kill somebody

-But if you met her outside of her work you would have never guessed what she does for a living bc she really cares about being a good person

-Dimitri realizes that that is what sets them apart, bc he doesn’t really ask moral questions about what he’s being told to do

-110% a flirt

-Literally, the second she and Dimitri start working together, she throws him off his game and it’s just sexual tension for the entire book.

-I love her, ok???

MIRIAM LECLERE))

-French Ambassador to Russia

-Is nice but it’s more like “seems fake but ok” type nice

-Don’t wanna say much bc I don’t want to spoil!!!

-Dimitri’s supposed to protect her and yeah

-Also, a flirt expect Dimitri doesn’t like flirting w/ this one

A/N) 

Tbh I kind of hate this storyline but I kind of find the characters endearing and I wrote it for NaNoWriMo and now i’m not really sure whether I should actually continue writing to a second book I have planned or if I should just let the story sit in my head to think about? Idk, hope you enjoyed though :)

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[emelkae]

Roy g Biv Tag

Thanks for the tag, @aalinaaaaaa!

Rules: find the seven colours of the rainbow in your wips

Should be easy since I have some literally colorful characters, haha

From WARRIOR:

Red:

He threw a glance at the corner. Sharpe and Lug were powered down there, Sharpe’s head supported by the black armor of the Tank Unit’s massive shoulder. Lug’s red skin was burgundy in the shadows, and Sharpe’s navy color was almost black. Briar couldn’t even see the three inky scars that raked from temple to jawline on the Marksman Unit’s face.

Orange and Yellow:

A flash of dappled orange fur caught her eye. She looked across the table toward her older sister.

“What’s wrong?” Ozz-rek signed in clumsy Hand Language.

Beyy-ma forgave her for her broken Language, considering she’d learned it so quickly for Beyy-ma and Lady Nii-len. What upset her more was the pitying look in Ozz-rek’s yellow eyes, but she was determined to bury her frustration. She set her face in what she hoped was unreadability and managed to lift her hands.

Green:

I’ll show you something cooler than a rifle. Claw had snapped it from his back and presented it to him, his green eyes sparkling at Briar’s smile.

Blue:

Mobo had only half meant it, expecting him to just roll his eyes or snarl at him as usual. He was dumbfounded at how Sharpe’s blue eyes blazed when he said, “Say that again, and I’ll blow out your other shoulder.”

Purple:

Her eyes were brighter than the dull purple glint of his mother’s Lan-Tuu jewel, which he’d held up in front of his face for the past hour or so, turning it over in his fingers. He swayed gently in his hammock in the bunks of the Wannabe Warrior, listening to the spluttered hum of the ship’s engine as it meandered through space toward who-knew-where. The War Machines hadn’t laid in a specific course yet. They hadn’t really had anywhere to go.

Tagging @avrablake, @forgetmenotlvr, @seven-little-constellations, @chubamong, @writingamongther0ses, @oh-no-another-idea, @asher-writes , and anyone else who'd like to do this!

[aczarciti]

Kitri Vinter from my WIP The Red Marksman

(I love her so much and I’m high-key gay for her haircut)

[simonxriley]

WIP Day

I was tagged by the wonderful @nightwingshero Thank you! 💜

Tagging @r6shippingdelivery @playstationmademe @callumtvrner @xqueengrimmrux @keeganxloganshipnameiswalruss and anyone else who wants to do it!

The only thing I’ve been working on is Jade Helm and luckily there’s no big spoilers yet. I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this part right now, I feel like the description could be a bit better?  

The chopper ride wouldn’t be more than ten minutes and after that it was boots on the ground. She glanced around the chopper, seeing everyone double checking their weapons and gadgets besides her. She was just trying to get her head in the game. It’s been years since she was in a warzone, but if she remembers her training she’ll be fine. 

The chopper came to a halt, they were here!

“We’re here. The resort is only a few hundred yards from here. Good luck guys.” said Jager as he threw the rope down for them. 

Skylar gave him a small smile before grabbing the rope and following Maxim down to the ground. 

Once her feet hit the ground her mouth slightly fell agape, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. The town was completely destroyed by the virus. Roads were destroyed, buildings covered in whatever the virus produces. Seeing everything so destroyed brought her back to Afghanistan, to those innocent villages that were destroyed in the crossfire. Innocent people killed, just like here. 

She felt a hand on her shoulder, knowing exactly who it belonged to. She looked over at him, giving him a small smile. 

“We got this, kotyonok!” 

Skylar looked up at him, giving him a small smile, though keeping her gun very close to her. “Yeah I know. I just haven’t been in a warzone in a long time, it feels weird.” 

“Well, kotyonok! That’s another thing we have in common.” 

“Oh shush.” She laughed “Let’s go.” 

She began walking away from him, towards the rest of the group, hearing him chuckle as she walked away. 

Jager was right, the resort was only a few hundred feet away from where he dropped them off. That made things much easier. As she got closer to the rest of the group something caught her eye from the shadows, she slowly raised her gun, keeping her breathing calm and listening. 

“Contact.” 

Everyone turned their attention to her, seeing one of the infected come out of the shadows. Faster than they anticipated, but Skylar had marksman reflexes and took it out with a bullet to the head. She walked towards it afterwards, getting a better look at it. It was a man or was a man at one point, skin was much darker almost magma like, eyes red, their hands had turned into stakes like appendages and they had spikes sticking out of their backs. Not to mention the speed on them, much faster than a normal human. 

She felt a presence next to her, looking up to see Alex right next to her. Even though he was wearing that camouflage balaclava she could still see the worry on his face. This was going to be a long night for the both of them. 

She gave him a small smile, grabbing the cuff of his Gorka. “Now who’s worried?” 

“I’m always worried when it comes to you, kotyonok.”

[druidx]

Find the Word

Thanks for the tag @lake-arrius

Rules: Take the given words and find them in your WIP, then post the excerpts that contain them.

I decided to take these from Igazinyoka, one of my more recent novels that’s not TES related.

Blue

(a two-fer in this scene)

The lake was astonishing. Waves tore at the base of the promontory, the lighting flickering green and blue in the thick clouds, going off like covered fireworks, forks of white fire tearing down, into the water. "Where is this thing?" Luke yelled as we cowered from the storm's might, against the solid building behind us. "I don't know. It's out there." I waved a hand uselessly at the lake. "Can you bring it here, calm it down?" I started shaking my head when something flickered in the lightning. "I- Wait. Did you see that?" I craned my head forward, risking a few steps away from the safety of the wall. As though the gods had willed it, twin tongues of lighting shot down, blue flickering in the clouds, all illuminating something monstrous. All we got was a few seconds of light, but it was enough to see the creature. Long and serpentine, it loomed over the lake. Water and saliva dripped from a hundred hooked teeth in it's flat, gaping maw, surrounding an open gullet. Holes - gills, I suppose - traced down the side of its head below beady, hateful eyes. It loomed there silently, exuding anger. "Oh fuck me," Luke swore, and I knew I had to do something. I didn't know how to calm it, or make it go away, but maybe I could understand it. "Luke, I need your hand!" I yelled, taking a step back, reaching out behind me. "What?" "Please!" There was a pause, and I felt his fingers, wet and cool, but not as cold as mine, interlock with mine. "Catch me if I faint!" I yelled back. He asked some other question, but I ignored him. Instead, I breathed deeply, calming myself enough to open my third eye.

Grief

I got nuthin’

Chance

Luke had laid out a flak jacket, basic black waterproof coat and a black cap for me. "Right," I muttered to myself. "Red - great for the heaths, not so great for covert ops." I pulled my jacket off, glad Luke had rigged this strange tarpaulin contraption from the back of the cab so we could sort ourselves out without getting damp. I pulled on the clothes, tugging my ponytail through the cap fastening and tucking it down the back of the jacket. "You know," I murmured, "If I'd known I was going to be running around in the dead of night in combat gear, I would have cut my hair to a more combat appropriate length." Luke quirked a grin at me, and handed over the face paint, which I applied, following up with a scent reducing spray. "Here," Luke said unexpectedly. "You're going to want this." I turned to see him holding out a SIG pistol - semi-automatic, I assumed. I looked at it, but didn't take it.  "Don't I need a license for that here?" I asked.  "You weren't so squeamish about proprietary last time 'round," Luke retorted. "Last time people kept trying to kill or maim me. I didn't exactly get the choice to be squeamish. I haven't had cause to fire a weapon since the spring." "Now you might have to. Once again the chance of people trying to kill you is a high possibility." I looked at him, his green eyes serious amidst the tactical black paint. "Fine," I took the weapon, belting on the holster under my flak jacket and around my leg, and checking the clip. "There's two spare clips on the other side of the belt," he said, as I holstered the SIG. I pulled on my backpack, followed by the marksman's gloves Luke provided.  "Good to go?" I flicked my phone into vibrate mode, and nodded. "Check. I'm ready to roll." I said. Luke nodded back and we began walking to the compound, as he carried a cool-box with the drugged meat in for the dogs.

Return

We sailed over the edge of the embankment, as she screamed and I took a deep breath, praying there weren't shallow rocks below the surface of the dark waters. The cold hit me like a sledgehammer. I clamped my lips together in an attempt to not lose the air I'd taken in. The world was a flurry of bubbles and confusion, darkness and cold. I had a sudden flash of my earlier dream - of being in the cold, dark depths, filled with hunger and a deep primordial anger. For a moment it was difficult to separate the waking world from that of the dream remnant. I felt the woman squirm in my grip, but I held on tighter. If I was going to die, then it wouldn't be in vain. Christa Stewart, this deranged shaman, was going down with me. Quite literally, as we sank further under the surface of the lake. Her hair billowed out around us, as I looked up to see flickers of white light  - lighting - in the bubbles and spume caused by our thrashing. My lungs were starting to burn, and I knew I wasn't coming back, was past the point of no return. Christa thrashed in my arms, clawing and scratching at me. I felt rather than heard, all the air rush out of her at once, as she gave one last defiant scream and went limp in my arms. I let her go then, acutely aware I'd just murdered a woman. That it was for the common good; that it was for defence of a people - a tribe - not my own; that I had been able to see no other way... It didn't matter. The crushing weight of my sorrow, my guilt settled over me like a mantle, as damning as the crushing pressure of the water. I closed my eyes as I sank, chill settling into my arms and legs, filling them with lassitude, and drawing my strength away. It was dark enough that I couldn't be bothered to keep my eyes open. So cold, I imagined I was in a cosy warm bed, as I let my arms drift, and let the air slowly escape from my burning lungs.

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Your words are: silver, regret, pleasant, motif, iron

[theashen-fox]

Because I can’t stop making AUs, here, have a Vampire! Ash.

Also, just a little caveat: this Ash doesn’t adhere to any particular vampire lore, but if you RP vampire characters with a pre-established/inflexible lore, I can shave off a few things to make things more balanced. Just tell me what.

Vampire! AU Ash (WIP)

Differences from Main!

-No fox ears, obviously. Also, red eyes.

-Is a “Nightborne”, or “pureblood” vampire, i.e., was born as one, though he despises the term “pureblood.”

-Used to belong to a powerful clan of vampires that was murdered by fellow vampires for trying to make peace with humanity.

Occupation: Kresnik (vampire who hunts vampires for a price)

Powers/Abilities

-Shadow Control

-Disappearing into cloud of mist/smoke, i.e., teleportation

-Growing claws

-Enhanced Strength/Speed/Senses (though while he’s stronger than a human, he’s weaker than most vampires)

-Healing factor/Regeneration/Immortality

-Creating “fledglings” (apprentices) by “Kissing” them (biting deeply on the neck and injecting them with Vampiric venom)

-Skilled Swordsman/Marksman/Martial Artist/General Fighter

-Shapeshifting, though he needs to have drunk from this person/creature first.

-Telepathy (to a limited degree; he can speak to people in their minds, but not read them unless he drinks their blood).

-Hemokinesis (control/weaponization of his own blood)

-Gains knowledge/memories from people he drinks from. Because of this, he tries to limit himself to drinking from enemies or from people who agree/offer to give him some of their blood.

Weaknesses

-While he can walk about in sunlight, what happens to him depends on how much blood—human or not—is in his system. If he has enough, he can walk freely, but he’s still just as vulnerable as any given human, if not more so, and possesses few of his powers, particularly regeneration. If he has little-to-no blood, the sun will burn him, and if he stays in it too long, he’ll die.

-His regenerative abilities do not allow him to regrow a lost limb. Instead, he has to either reattach it or “commandeer” limbs from other people, usually enemies. If forced to reattach a limb too often, it will eventually begin to rot, at which point he’ll need to “commandeer” one. The limb, however asymmetrical it may be at first, will “adapt” to his body as his blood flows through it. However, the person must have functioning limbs. A leg that was taken from a paraplegic, for example, will give out from beneath him and be utterly useless.

-Drinking from people with blood disorders has extremely negative but varying effects depending on the ailment, ranging from simple nausea, dizziness, etc. to straight-up necrosis.

-Holy objects/places have adverse effects on him, i.e., burns, prevention of entry, severe physical illness/pain, etc., so long as the faith behind them is sincere. Places like megachurches he can walk around in with no issue. //Didn’t mean to get all social commentary...ish there.

-Garlic, though it’s more of a nuisance than a true deterrent. His reactions to garlic are more akin to pollen allergies than aversion.

-He can be killed with a stab to the heart, though it has to go all the way in and stay there awhile. Stakes are ideal, as they can be hammered in, though anything sharp will do; it just needs to remain there for enough time for his blood to drain. Another method, of course, would be ripping his heart out and crushing it, though this can prove to be more difficult.

-Fire is especially effective. Anything incendiary will do, from napalm to a simple match. He can heal from burns if he drinks, of course, but if he's been burned for long enough, he will be weak enough to finish off.

Terminology/Concepts

Dawnhearts

[startledserpentwriting]

Assimilator Worldbuilding: The Arateth Five

The following worldbuilding and characters are from my wip, Assimilator.

The Arateth Five are the survivors of the famed Arateth Factory Siege, also commonly called the Arateth Incident.

The Arateth Factory Siege

The Arateth Factory Siege was a botched attempt by the government of Ensova System 13 to capture a high-ranking member of the infamous Red Giant crime syndicate. The operation was just one of many in the long conflict between the Red Giants and the local Ensova governments. Ten highly skilled mercenaries were hired to intercept and capture a high-ranking Red Giant Captain. They were told that the Captain would be arriving at an abandoned factory on the mostly-desolate planetoid of Arateth under the impression that he would be signing off on a weapons deal with a representative of another crime group.

It is unknown whether the Red Giants intercepted their communications, had someone inside System 13’s command, or had even fed the mercenaries the information in the first place (Which is not unlikely; most of the mercenaries sent had performed before in the Red Giant campaign, with Riksin, Kaven, Tiveros, and Seval in particular having dealt significant damage).

Regardless, rather than intercept the Red Giant Captain, the mercenaries were themselves ambushed by numerous Red Giant members. Five of them were killed in the initial attack before the remaining mercenaries managed to flee into the abandoned factory and seal its enormous blast doors. After a period of understandable panic, the remaining mercenaries resolved to fortify the factory and hope to either hold it until reinforcements arrived, or, much more unlikely, exhaust the Red Giant ranks until they retreated.

They estimated that it would take about two days for the Red Giants to breach the doors, and used that time to turn the factory into a veritable death trap: they set up numerous traps, sniper nests, and stockpiles, using both what they had brought and materials found in the factory itself.

Two days passed, and the Red Giants breached the doors. They were met with a labyrinth of misdirection and death.

The mercenaries spent the next five days picking away at the Giants’ numbers, playing to their individual skills and using every dirty trick imaginable. It was a long and grueling affair, but the five eventually managed to exhaust the Red Giants forces enough that they pulled back and retreated.

The mercenaries managed to steal one of the ships left by the Giants after they retreated, and eventually got it running. They were able to reestablish communications with System 13, and were intercepted and picked up by a patrol. 

Aftermath

The siege received widespread media attention, and the surviving mercenaries attained legendary status. One of the reporters covering the incident referred to the group as the “Arateth Five”, and the name stuck. They were paid the agreed-upon amount, plus an extravagant bonus. They insisted that the pay that would have gone to the mercenaries killed by the Giants instead go to the fallen mercenaries' families.

The five developed a friendship and kept in contact with each other after the incident.

The Arateth Five

Kaven Aramos/”Red Gale”

SEE HIS CHARACTER BIO

Riksin

Riksin is a female Garravask. Like Kaven, she started as a Grey Horde soldier. She served as infantry for some time before joining a special forces unit and eventually being selected to join the legendary Group 86, also known as the Red Blades. The Red Blades are possibly the most efficient group in the entire Conglomerate military, having never failed a mission in their operational history and only having lost five soldiers in action since their inception. She served as a Red Blade for eight years before leaving the military to pursue mercenary work.

Riksin is the physically largest and strongest of the original ten mercenaries, and is possibly their most competent overall.

Following the Arateth Incident, Riksin was one of the mercenaries hired to retrieve several of the Earth Assimilators.

Tiveros

Tiveros is a male Temrha. He is talented in strategy, and planned most of the traps and strategies used by the Five during the Siege.

Despite specializing in planning and strategy, Tiveros is a skilled combatant and is proficient with a variety of weapons and gear.

Tiveros and Seval entered a relationship about six months after  the Siege, marrying a year later. The two still work as mercenaries, and are a devastating team.

Seval

Seval is a female Temrha. She is the best marksman of the group behind Hevan, and is also their most skilled engineer. During time leading up to the siege, she set up their numerous sniper nests while Tiveros and Hevan worked on optimizing their weapons and gear for the coming waves. She and Hevan spent most of the siege in these sniper positions, calling out large threats and picking off any Red Giants who came too close.

Seval and Tiveros entered a relationship about six months after the Siege, marrying a year later.

Hevan

Hevan is a female Ensova. She is the most talented marksman of the Five. She served as part of Ensova High Command’s military as a sniper before becoming a mercenary, and is a crack shot.

During the Siege, she helped optimize the Five’s various weapons, then served as a sniper, calling out threats, activating traps from a distance, and picking off any Red Giants that came too close.

Hevan is married to a Garravask named Hiskra. After the factory siege, Hevan retired from mercenary work, and now lives happily with her wife.

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Writing Asks!

20. Post a snippet of a WIP you’re working on.

Remi slowly removes his hands fromthe piano and Ampy follows suit. “Well... What if I were to say that I’m the Maestro? What would you say to thatsidekick position?”

Ampy chuckles wryly. “And what if Iwere to say that I happen to know the Marksman and that he probably wouldn’t behappy with me—”

“Woah, kid,” Neil interrupts,walking back into the room with Perseus following him. “Did you really justtell Remi that I’m the Marksman?”

“Literally no,” Ampy answers. “Butguess who just did.”

Remi gasps and jumps to his feet. “You’re the Marksman?!”

Neil flinches. “You... weren’tsupposed to learn that.”

“Hey, Bullseye,” Ampy scoffs.“Guess whose roommate is some crook named the Maestro.”

Neil gasps and points at Remi. “You’re the Maestro?!”

“Nooo!” Remi says, waving his handsfrantically. “Uh... Y-Yes???”

Perseus opens his mouth to comment,but he wisely closes it again.

“I’ve been living with you for several months!”Neil groans. “You have that whole musical theme and whatever! How did I notguess this?”

“And you have that strange fascination with guns!” Remi counters. “It should have been obvious that you’re...that you’re...”

Remi and Neil stop, staring at eachother, anger rising between the two enemies... They lunge at each other andimmediately start making out.

“Oh my god,” Ampy says. “I— Oh my god.”

“R-Right...” Perseus stutters, face beet red while he ushers Ampy awayfrom the two men. “Neil, we’ll just see ourselves out, good-bye.”

[See the rest of rough draft for this WIP on my Patreon as part of the $10 tier. Chapters posted monthly]

30. Favorite line you’ve ever written.

Already answered!

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WIPs

Like I need to list them guys. I have SO MANY you don’t even KNOW.  And if you wanted to give me feedback on what ones you look most forward to, it might boost my writing mojo!

Avengers:

Simple Things - IronHawk - this one is almost done as is. A couple more chapters to do, I think.

Family Matters II - WinterHawk - Sequel to first one, I mean this is gonna happen obvs. But I have so much planned, and I want it to be either done, or nearly done, before I post it.

Baby Blues - Deaged Clint AU - Clint is turned into a baby, there’s no way to turn him back, the Avengers raise him, MCU events still happen, and well...ANGST. (-gestures at Civil War- Imagine that with a Baby in the middle. YIKES.)

Broken World - NOT a happy story. Hydra won. And Clint well..he’s not sure what happened, he can’t remember, but he’s still alive, and...he needs to start a rebellion? He’s pretty sure there’s something wrong with him...but a rebellion doesn’t seem like a bad idea.

Crystal Avengers - Steven Universe AU - The Avengers are Gems and shit? It’s weird? And cool? and idk guys it was based off of a dream. Clint is an Amethyst, with a vein of Sapphire, by the way. Kind of waiting for more info about Gems before I really delve into this one.

Handmaiden’s Tale AU - WinterHawk? - Ah this one is still kind of iffy? But it plays with a lot of the same ideas as the source material even if I’ve not seen/read it. And then some other issues come up. Still not sure about it. But it’s basically the same idea, men buy women to make babies, and obvs the darlings start some shit.

Roman Steampunk AU - Wintehawk slow burn, so slow. Ancient Rome times, Clint is a little deaf boy who is sold to a general in the Emperor’s army, Frank Castle, who ends up teaching him good stuff and things happen and he runs into one of the Tribes where he meets Bucky who teaches him more and he’s loved and all is good, but then bad happens and then he meets Steve and Nat. And then Artemis’ Blessing?! And then more stuff? Tony is the Emperor!? And BUCKY IS WHAT?! It’s a long one.

Always Worth it - AmeriIronHawk - Sequel to the A/B/O of similar name. But frankly, I need to edit that one first before I continue.

T.A.H.I.T.I. - Clint was TAHITI’d, he was experiencing a lot of bad shit after Loki, so they wiped him and gave him a family...things start to unravel faster than they can be fixed...

Tied In - BDSM AU - AmeriHawk - Clint is a sub, and Steve is a Dom and well, the Avengers in a BDSM world, Clint was used and abused, Steve tries to help him, Clint ends up being able to find the real him. Good times.

Vampire Avengers AU - WinterHawk - Uh...angst. Like Steve is a vampire? And then bad shit happens? and he’s locked away, then brainwahsed and then hates on Bucky? Who is you know desperately in love with Clint and Steve steals Clint? Guys it’s so angsty, also vampires.

Stepford Spouses - Pretty self explanatory? Barney gets a new job, Clint feels weird about the town and oh hey look brainwashing and bad shit! 

Bucky Bear - Clint is turned into a toddler, and Bucky is turned into...a stuffed bear? Shenanigans ensue. Kind of cracky? XD I mean, as crack as I can get.

Soulmate AU - WinterWidowHawk - Clint has always had his words on his arm, since he was born...that makes him weird. He goes through life knowing that and then finds them and all is better.....almost.

Knight and Dragon - WinterHawk - Bucky is a knight looking for a princess. Clint is a dragon who lost his princess. Might as well work together, right?

Merman - A merman (Clint) is captured for his tears, he’s rescued by a ragtag Mythical Creature sort of ‘Avengers’, they help him and he may actually be able to return to the sea he longs for.

Demon Guardian - WinerHawk - Heard of Guardian Angels? Well what about Guardian Demons? In this world, pure souls are guarded by the most wicked. And the pure soul of Clint Barton is protected by the most feared demon, the Winter Soldier.

Kidnapped Soulmate AU - WinterHawk - Hydra knew their asset had a soulmate, and have ever since been looking for the one with his matching mark, when they find him, it takes very little effort to bring the baby into the fold to be raised as another asset, however, things don’t always go as planned, seeing as the kid is very curious and well...they may have trained him too well.

Time Travel AU - WWII - Clint is sent back in time and somehow ends up smack dab in the middle of Captain America’s Howling Commandos, frankly, he’s had more sharp things pointed at him not in the middle of a war. So many shenanigans.

New Avengers AU - Francis - Robot disease devised by Ultron 2.0 Clint was on his honeymoon with his amazing new wife, Bobbi, they didn’t get infected by the robot disease, they need someone to wait it out and save them later with a cure and the time stone to bring them back in time to change this from ever happening. Clint gets elected, he has no choice. He wakes up 17 years after being forcibly shoved into a cryo tube (”NATASHA. RUDE.”) and meets...his son?

TWINS AU - Clint and Frank - Clint has a twin. Bet you didn’t know that. 

SWITCH AU - Powers and abilities have been switched, Clint is the Hulk? Natasha is actually Iron Woman? Tony is the God of Thunder? Steve is the best Marksman alive? Bruce is actually a Russian spy? Thor is Captain America? What? Working out the kinks on this one.

Dark SHIELD AU - Clint is actually kind of a bad person, but SHIELD knows it’s better to use him as an asset than to let him run freely.

Red Room AU - Demyan (Clint) was always in the Red Room working along side the Black Widows....wasn’t he?

WinterSoldier!Clint AU - Bucky is Captain America, Steve is still on ice and a mysterious person is responsible for more than 100 deaths in the last 50 years and ends up giving the Avengers one of their harder battles all by himself. Natasha and Bucky decided to hunt him down. What they find is not at all what they expect.

Single Dad AU - Clint being an adorable daddy, what more do you want? Oh maybe a bit of romance too.

X - Men:

DoFP AU - Logan/Clint - They’ve been together for nearly a decade, except...now Logan can’t remember that, and he never will. Now Clint has to deal with it, and their kid, alone.

Sooulmate AU - MagnoHawk - Clint is pretty sure his life sucks, and then he meets his soulmate...in the past, and he KNOWS his life sucks. So much happens.

DC:

Universe Jump - Clint is sent to Themyscira, he gets to train with so many badass ladies, he might have a problem with falling in love with them though.

Harry Potter:

Dark World AU - Harry is reborn as a pureblood child of a very respectable pureblood family, in a universe where Voldemort won, but is more sane, somehow. Changes happen.

Arrival: 

Arrived - BASICALLY a sequel to the movie? Also Tony Stark is Ian’s dad and it’s hilarious, but mostly Ian and Louise, love, baby, and so much angst, and how they reconnect. 

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Every story I write is going to have at least (1) dark haired, suave, brooding, sassy politician as anti-hero and you can rip them all out of my cold dead hands bc I love them all.

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//”I can't see shit." Dimitri Ivansov stared down the barrel of his rifle into the all-consuming darkness and waited with absolute - though admittedly thinning - patience. 

        "Ilya's gonna get shot down if he hovers any longer," Alexi said; Dimitri could overhear the foliage and dust kicking up around his feet as the spy escaped the compound as quickly as he could. 

        "No pressure," The sniper growled, aggressively silencing his radio as a shadow moved in front of a third-story window. Dimitri squared his shoulders as he watched the Syrian oilman cross through his sights once more. Said man had become a prominent funder of Al-Ihdar's schemes, and as the size of his checks increased, so did the target on his back. Only when he had evaded assassination by even America's special forces did they call for the Red Marksman to finish him off. 

        There wasn't much that Dimitri considered himself talented at; he couldn't speak Russian nor English all that eloquently, he couldn't do elementary level math to save his life, and he couldn't hold a conversation about his country's politics for five minutes. 

        But he could shoot - and he could do it so damn well that he was begged and paid to do nothing but that. 

        The butt of his rifle kicked back into the crook of Dimitri's shoulder, and as soon as he realized the blood on the window was that of the oilman's, he pulled his gun in front of him and pressed himself as hard as he could onto the concrete of the building roof he had taken refuge on top of. He switched his radio online. 

        "Now would be the time to come get me." Dimitri panted as the screaming search for the infamous sniper grew closer to him; throwing itself onto the dark shambled streets to find him. "Tiger is down, I repeated, Tiger is dead." //

-Dimitri Ivansov Introduction from my WIP “The Red Marksman”. Msg/ask to be added to the Taglist

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Dimitri Ivansov moodboard

(Mc from my wip The Red Marksman which I will probably post a synopsis for soon)

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