Ollie's Fanfiction

One-Shots

and even if you lose yourself (and don't know what to do)

They’re both exhausted. Jon’s never used his abilities against another avatar before, or such a reluctant subject, and it’s taken a lot out of him. And Martin—God, Martin. Martin stood up to Peter Lukas, to the avatar of the Lonely. He fought his way back from the brink of being claimed. There’s no way he’s not completely worn out. Whatever might be happening on the surface, Martin needs to rest and Jon is going to give him that.

Lovely, Dark, and Deep

Jon thought Martin was right behind him.

Still Lies the Midnight

Jon turns a corner and slams on his brakes. There is a veritable wall of emergency lights before him—police, fire, even an ambulance. And it all seems to be centered around...
No.

All the Million Hours

Statement of Martin Blackwood, regarding his journey back in time through the domain of the Spiral. Recorded direct from subject, April 28, 2016.

Perchance to Dream [Part II of leaves 'verse]

Charlie isn't giving up hope that the people he loves will come to his school picnic.

And May Love Be Your Keeper [Part III of leaves 'verse]

They hadn't had very long to prepare for this, but Jon has to agree with Martin: they're ready for this step.

Chaptered Fics

leaves too high to touch (roots too strong to fall)

“So...you’re from the future. In the past. Why?”
“You want the short answer or the long one?”
“Short,” Martin says after a moment’s deliberation. “Until I decide if I trust you.”
The other nods, as if he expected that answer—which, well, if he really is Martin from the future, he probably did. “To stop the world from ending.”

They have one last chance to fix this - one last chance to prevent the Eyepocalypse, to save the world - to save their world. It all hinges on which is the greater force: greed...or love.

60/60 chapters; completed 28/6/21

to find promise of peace (and the solace of rest)

He’s resigned to dying, has been since he found out about the tumor…or at least he thought he was…but at the core of it, he wants to live. Not that he has much choice. He’s already dead, anyway. Just a memory on a page. The book is going to burn itself out in a second, and he’ll burn out with it.

No more second chances. No heading back to England for him. Just…whatever comes next.

So be it. He doesn’t like it, but it’s not really up to him, after all, is it?

120/120 chapters; last updated 18/5/24