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revisitingstoneybrook · 1 year

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#86 Mary Anne and Camp BSC: Chapter 9

Ugh, sorry again for the delay in posts! I’ll make sure to stay on top of this so I can actually get to some NEW books soon!

In this chapter, it’s the return of Jackie the Walking Disaster, so get ready to be beaten over the head with examples of how clumsy he is.

Now we get an(other) entry from Kristy in her handwriting this time about the cookout. Though...when did Stoneybrook Academy (SA) become SMS? Weird. Inconsistency #3! Oh, and the BSC girls should be quaking with fear because look who's joining Camp BSC now...Jackie Rodowsky! Turns out his family had been on vacation, so now he was going to come to camp. So get ready for endless, over-the-top examples that he's a Walking Disaster. While Karen's brattiness goes unnoticed. Favoritism!

And why are Archie and Shea not coming? Shea’s older (I forget if he’s 9 or 10), so I guess that makes sense he may be too old. Archie’s 4, he’s the same age as Andrew and Jamie, so he isn’t too young. Jackie kind of overshadows his brothers anyway.

Jackie shows up at Camp BSC just in time for the cookout and right off the bat, he drops the napkins in the dirt. Whoops. The kids clear a space for the campfire, and they bring out the food: Turkey hot dogs, baked beans, coleslaw and s'mores. Mary Anne says they got turkey hot dogs because Dawn refuses to eat beef or pork. Sure thing, Your Highness! She adds the kids won't know the difference between turkey and beef hot dogs but I call bullshit because there's a definite taste difference!

While the kids roast hot dogs, Ricky pesters Logan, asking if he knows any ghost stories. Logan says he doesn't believe in ghosts and Ricky looks at Logan as if he just told him there's no Santa Claus. And since we're talking about ghost stories, Karen joins in and tells the group that ghosts are everywhere and there's even ghosts that eat hot dogs! Ooooh spooky. Are there ghosts that eat loudmouth, obnoxious bratty kids too? I sure hope there are.

Logan tells Karen in a very nice way she's being a pain in the ass. “He'd encountered Karen's world-class imagination before!” ARGH. This double-standard pisses me off. Karen isn't annoying and bratty...she's funny and has a wild imagination! Don’t these girls ever get sick of Morbidda Destiny or Ben Brewer?

Oh, and Jackie's turning his hot dog into a black, burnt mess and as he eats it, he spills his baked beans. Because, you know, he's a WALKING DISASTER! We get it, Nola Thacker! The kid's clumsy! Kristy reassures the kids that there will be ghost stories, because they're a real camp that has cookouts and you tell ghost stories at cookouts. It's sad she had to stick that last part in there because her stepsister and her friends have put a damper on everything.

Nicky says Pow should have come because he'll eat up all the food that everyone's spilled, leading into a discussion about everyone's dogs. Which means when Shannon says something, we have to reiterate that it's Shannon Kilbourne saying it, not Shannon the dog. Because dogs are known to talk, so we have to distinguish. And this is the first time I’m hearing of Shannon being at the camp - hi, Shannon!

They go into the barn for ghost stories, and Karen tries to frighten everyone with the mention of the...Barn Ghost. Logan, who's prepared for this, tells her that the Barn Ghost only comes out after midnight and can't follow you home because it's just the ghost of a barn mouse. Thank you, Logan.

Logan attempts to tell the story of the guy with the yellow ribbon around his neck but Charlotte, of all people, finishes the sentence up “and when he untied it, his head fell off,” and asks for something good and scary. Are we sure this is Charlotte Johanssen, and not another Charlotte? Because she's as big of a scaredy cat as Mary Anne is!

Mallory then tells a bloody and morbid ghost story with everyone dying. The sitters aren't too amused but the kids love it. The ghostie forgot to mention it was about a family of eight kids and all but the eldest died at the hands of an evil ghost. The eldest then sold the bodies to Sweeney Todd and with the money, got a nose job and some dibble sparkly sweatshirts.

Karen then tells one of her stories. Let me guess - is it Morbidda Destiny or Ben Brewer? Oh, it's the one about the cave full of vampire bats. I guess she made this one up on the spot. Mary Anne even tries telling one about a ghostly cat, which she says kind of happened to Dawn once. Um...wasn't it Mallory and the Ghost Cat?

Geez, even the ghosties hate Mallory! Now Dawn's stealing her mysteries! Inconsistency #4 in this book!

Kristy then manages to scare the shit out of everyone (including Karen) with the story of a ghost that hated cookouts and haunted them. She says the ghost spotted a group of kids go into a barn and then Logan jumps out and scares everyone. Take that, Karen! I guess they were afraid because the book says the campers cried out “Eeeeeeehhhh,” which I guess is supposed to be shrieking.

Oh, and when roasting marshmallows, Jackie burns his to a crisp and adds that into a s'more. Because, you know, he's a WALKING DISASTER, DAMMIT.

#babysitters club #bsc #snark #mary anne spier #mary anne and camp bsc

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chezzabellesworld · 5 months

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Let’s face it all these women are very polarising ,from hearing bts ii,of how they are , pecieved by other women in the industry,nicki gets a lot of hate some of the similarities I have picked up on, Christina fire 🔥 ☀️ 🌎 🌙

Nicki Minaj fire 🔥 ☀️ 🌏 🌑,both Aquarius ♒️ risings ,also Demi fire 🔥 sun ☀️ 🌍 moon too but Demi is ♌️ rising ,Leon’s and Aquarius may be quite polarising anyway stuck in their ways ,it might be hard to believe but allegedly ,Christina likes girls and also the neighbours complained about her loud loud sex ,if u want to believe the BLIND ITEMS (pop culture sources told from people who aIknow in. Industry mainly anonymous ,she supposedly made her partner have sex lessons to please her and use him as a c*ck, and also has many lesbian affairs to hide who she really is in the industry. There is a lot of bearding. which is known in the blind item world where you are present with a straight couple, behind-the-scenes, you may be with the same sex, because in Hollywood, it’s still like almost found upon life, Demi and Christina are bisexual, so we know for a fact that she got it on with Demi when you seen her documentary how close you are is the same thing with like karlie kloss,and Taylor Swift, which I won’t admit I know much about what my podcast show tells me about that, so when a girl falls out of a girl, and it’s really big you know that it’s more than just friends, I will admit that this isn’t fair for women in the industry they get it a lot harder than the men, men can act in the same debauchery ways and be applauded, so you may feel like it’s very unfair to women, but then the patriarchy will say might get it as well. the sad part is that these women could all get on and be fine with each other, but I really definitely see a partnership between Demi Lovato and Christina Aguilera. I’m right now I’m gonna tell you a story. It started many many moons ago. Take you back to, let’s say 1999 or 98 okay pink meets Linda Perry, Linda Perry is a famous lesbian music writer she did the 1992 song. Hey what up, but I believe she’s more known for her songwriting. Anyway, pink who also is sexually fluid. I believe in many way Linda and they felt she felt like she had had a really special relationship with her now at the time they were really close they did everything together. They wrote that amazing album which I believe came out in 2001 miszundrstood. Yeah that was a tongue teaser so run this time. Also pink had a major feud with Christina Aguilera and she felt very loyal to Linda. This unfortunately didn’t happen both ways. Linda ended up working with Christina on stripped which may I say is one of my best albums of all time, if not my best album of all time, anyway, these songs were meant to be with pink and pink felt extremely hurt that Linda would go to the person she dislikes most in the industry and write an album with her, she felt incredibly hurt. Linda also worked with Gwen Stefani and what are you waiting for going back Christina as much as I loved her music and I loved stripped has never been a girl girl I’m in maybe in the bedroom but that’s another story for another day. Demi Lovato has been hated for more I hated. I don’t like that word, but disliked more for the fact that she presented is sober so many times she selfish with an ED. And then in the next documentary she would come out and say oh no, that was all rubbish had to change my team and I had two strokes and a heart attack. I had fentanyl instead of heroin and crack and she also got a lot of slack for slating Sammy, yoghurt shop I believe. But people need to realise you’ve damaged. She’s had massive brain injuries from drugs and you can’t expect like so much from this goes literally suffered from such a young age I mean she literally at the age of her trauma she is stuck at 16-year-old girl, I don’t know so much about her background, I’m not too sure. I need to look into that one because I always love her and I always loved how she looked but if she was a lesbian Irish for sure would jump on that train, but these women like I said in astrology, they are all fire sons with Christina And Nikki, both being Sagittarius sons and Taurus moon and Virgo moon, Nikki and then Leo son, Demi Taurus moon.

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violetren · 4 years

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ANOTHER thing about what made Booker’s betrayal in The Old Guard so wonderfully written, because apparently my brain ain’t done with this topic yet.

Everyone. Elses. Reactions.

Because as I talk about ~here~ Booker had some very clearly laid out and understandable reasoning behind his actions, and his reactions. TLDR/cbf with a link, the dude is depressed, traumatised, and has a fierce love for both his families (despite one of them being long dead) with no love left over for himself. And all of that goes a long way to making his betrayal come across effectively even if you called it as happening way in advance.

But the way the immortal family reacts to it? That really cinches in.

You’ve got Andy who starts the movie seemingly as ready to die and be done with it as Booker seems to feel. When the betrayal first happens she is, unsurprisingly, fucking pissed. She screams at him, she physically distances herself from him. Because of him Nicky and Joe are in danger. He SHOT her in the back. He was gonna hand her over to the enemy... and himself along with her... huh. And then she listens. Doesn’t let him close, but listens. And instead of more anger we get that heartbroken. “Not like this, Book.” and just all the fight drains out of her. And its not just the blood loss because she still struggles quite energetically against the henchmen who step forward to sedate her. Andy is tired, and now actually dying, and she gets it. Doesn’t mean she isn’t still pissed, but in minutes she goes from fire and brimstone to, I Need Space To Process Because Rage Won’t Get Us Anywhere. And by the time they’re escaping the lab she’s reached a certain level of acceptance even going so far as to acknowlegde that both of them have been doing a shit job of living, implying that they have been promoting an unhealthy dynamic between themselves.

Then there is Joe. Who is vocally fucking pissed. Even after he hears the reasoning, and getting personal his is the reaction that felt most familiar to me. His outbursts of anger are just as intense as his outbursts of love. When he hears Booker’s reasoning of “feeling alone” he scoffs at it and calls him pathetic, and points out that his actions have just made things worse. And there is this undercurrent there, this subtext that comes from the fact that we KNOW Joe loves his family, that his anger is also defensiveness and self directed anger. His brother in immortality was feeling this alone and Joe didn’t know. He makes a flippant anger fueled remark about leaving Booker in Merrick’s clutches, but the second Nile and Andy put their foot down he stops. Yes because they’re right and its not the time, but also because its a largely empty threat. Oh Angry!Joe might have been willing to let him stew for a while, Booker’s actions led directly to Nicky being hurt, he earned some pain, but it would have burned out fast and resulted in a “oh for fucks sakes I have to go back and get him moment” in pretty much any other movie if it weren’t for the fact that the rest of his family have already brought him along.

And the Nicky, who is also very relatable to me, but in this really intangible I’m not sure I get him kinda way. Like honestly Joe is how I wanna react/do react internally, Nicky is how I actually react externally but also Not... Anyways. He is like the most accepting go with the flow member of the group, while also being super pragmatic about the whole thing. His reaction is mostly just tempering Joe’s reaction. It’s very much “Babe I know you’re mad, but later you’re going to be less mad and start thinking of how broken our brother is and get sad about being mad, so lets just take it down several notches until we’re literally ANYWHERE else.” I have no doubt Nicky is just as hurt, betrayed, and angry about Booker’s actions, but he’s also very aware that They Need To Escape before they can deal with any of this.

And finally there is Nile. The baby of the group. The one who comes in with the outsiders eye and can see just how tired and broken Booker is compared to the others. Who can see where their blindspots are. And who is also just a very gentle person. She can get shit done just as violent as the rest, but when she commited her first kill despite the fact that it was like the text book definition of a “clean shoot” and despite the fact that he also killed her, she realised she really did not enjoy killing. She’s the one who from the get go falls back to her “no man left behind” training, because no way is what he’s done worth leaving him to be a lab rat, and she’s the one who is willing to just let him off with an apology. Probably because she’s the one raised in a time where therapy is an increasingly less stigmatized thing and as the outsider can see that Booker needs help not punishment. Tbh if Nile isn’t trying to find ways/hasn’t already been secretly reaching out to Booker then what even was the point of this first movie?

They all have their own very specific reactions that all fit with their character and their place in the overall immortal family dynamic. There is no caricature like exaggerated rage where everyone stays angry just to be angry and make bad decisions because of it just to create extra drama. The Old Guard have lived through too much to react like that, and the only one who is too young to have the experience the others have is both too new to feel the full sting of the betrayal, and too kind to hold it against him once they’re all safe again.

#chirping wren #the old guard #andromache the scythian #yusuf al kaysani #nicolo di genova #nile freeman

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cloveroctobers · 3 years

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ANNA-JULIA “AJ” (JONES) JARLETT

IG bio/info: @/annajj9x_ | 20.1k followers| Athlete | hey peeps can you stop asking me to throw it back cuz the answer will always be no! K thx take it easy 🏳️‍🌈🌻🏒🐶

21 years old

From bath, England

Hockey player as her profession for the past three years

Her position is defense

Their team name is “rowdy alphas”...yeah some team names just didn’t make sense or they’re cringe for no reason at all

Was raised by her mom,(her mom was a teen mom & had her at 17) maternal grandmother, and her paternal aunt (dad’s younger sister, who’s more like a big sister to her at 28)

They’ve made her into the person she is, literally

Her grandmother has a bed and breakfast that they all live in

the house is Victorian style—almost as if they walked right out of charmed! Instead of a big pink house, think yellow AND purple. It was hideous but homey and charming on the inside

growing up in a house with multiple temporary strangers wasn’t odd to aj at all, in fact it felt like the norm. There was always someone around to socialize with so that was quite nice

Her father was a pro baseball player & passed away due to a automobile accident

she has his smile & freckles

aj was also involved in the accident at the age of 6 & miraculously survived with intense injuries

Has scars as a reminder

used to have night terrors because of the accident...it took awhile—years!!! for them to subside

they’re all vague memories now (but the pain is something she’ll always remember) but she preferred it that way

she’s named “Anna” after her mother’s old best friend/roommate and was supposed to be aj’s god mother but she went missing during their uni years

the name“Julia” came from her paternal grandmother who she gets her wide doe eyes from

her athleticism definitely came from her dad

Her mother luckily liked to document things so there’s a bunch of home videos of her dad in them & pictures/scrapbooks that her mom has for safe keeping

She’s more of a klutz, tiny, and wears huge prescription glasses

extremely close to the three most important ladies in her life, so she’s always been able to be open with them about anything!

when she first expressed her interest in liking both genders around 17-18 her paternal aunt was all smirks, “i knew Britney Spears was so your type, yeah?”

more like shakira but Brit was just as pretty

her mother was a “cry baby” so ofc she burst out into tears squeezing aj’s limbs and peppering her face with kisses. She didn’t view her child as anything different... as she shouldn’t & was glad that her daughter trusted them with this significant moment in her life and wanted to be as supportive as she could

got books, watched Ted talks and everything but knew she could come to the source even tho aj was still figuring it out herself

her grandma dipped her head at the new info sitting at the round kitchen table, “been there. had a few broads in my life after and during my marriage with your no good grandad. Thank goodness the bastard died before you even got to meet ‘em.” “Mum!”

what felt like the biggest weight on her chest was lifted. She knew they’d understand but a part of her had a little bit of doubt, she’s heard so many horror stories where those like her didn’t have the support she has and that made her extremely sad to think about

i see her as a person that has/had many friends in secondary. She’s always open to chat and her being on a few sports teams helped her out in her case

very competitive in anything that she does & will guarantee that she’ll beat you. (“ You wanna race to the car from here?”wins. “Who ever cleans the most dishes the fastest gets the last slice of pie.”) majority of the time she’s right but if she loses?? oh don’t let her lose to you, it’s a pity party for the rest of the time ur in her space. Such a sore loser omg

stays active, always working out + has a gym membership and makes sure she goes at least five times a week

she’s very strong, loves leg day & working on her core

she’s about 5’10

loves wearing “gf jeans” since they’re super comfy but doesn’t mind skinny Jeans with rips in the knees every now and then

trainers and chucks are her go-to sneakers

has no issue shopping in the men’s section ‘cause who’s gonna stop her? Nobody that’s who

owner of over a 100 graphic tees + vertical stripped shirts are also her favs, SWEATPANTS/joggers?! How many does she have? A lot. Snapbacks? Plenty. Will she wear them backwards? Obviously.

Physical touch is her love language. She’s comes from a family that has no issue showing their affection by touch. There is NO such thing as personal space and that still stands with aj when it comes to relationships, she sees no other way

It’s what she shows and what she wants in return, if you’re not touching her in some sort of way, then automatically she thinks there’s something wrong or that she did something

Is the jealous type. It has shown in relationships and ruined a relationship or two

Has cheated on a significant other out of pure jealousy & is not proud to admit that

Does have a wandering eye but feels now that she truly understands herself when it comes to relationships, she’ll never act on it again

I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again, I get libra tendencies from her so that’s what I’m sticking with. She likes to keep the peace (unless she’s jealous) , idealistic — always looking on the bright side of things, outgoing, romantic, and professional— especially when it comes to her team; her true leadership comes out, yet she can be indecisive, hates confrontation, self pitying — if things don’t go perfectly how she imagined/planned it to, the world is ending and everyone is out to get her, and can be unreliable—never on time

September libra to be exact

if she’s really in love/taken a interest in you then she gets nervous: blushing, sweaty palms, cracking her knuckles, tongue tied—the whole 9

she’s already defined as a puppy by her coach but when she’s in love? She’s a lovesick puppy!

her fav holiday is Valentine’s Day

thought she was going to be a pro skateboarder growing up but it took one bad fall where she thought she was paralyzed for her to choose something else

she likes her weed on occasion

Obsessed with all types of cheese except cottage, “can I put cheese on this?”

more of a jumpsuit kinda girl or dressy top with jeans & hoops on a night out

has a solid group of mates outside of the hockey team, they’ve all met and hung out a couple of times, as they should since aj feels they’re going to be stuck with her for awhile so why not?

They’re a riot when they all go out, let’s just say that there’s never a dull moment

fav color is periwinkle

enjoys ASMR, mostly in the mornings when she’s waking up. You know how people love podcasts? (Sorry seb & Nicky, she still wants to be on the show soon!) ASMR is her thing

loves tangerines, you can count on it that she’ll have one on her, “where did you pull that from?” “I’ll never share my master plan.” “You’re such a tit.”

Definitely prefers “fresh squeezed” orange juice & will make her own, she has the tools & the strength 😏

Very rare for her to get sick ;) & if she does she’s a complete baby about it

Will fight that she’s sick before she admits it, trying all sorts of horrid remedies & vitamins

loves summer & all things that come with it, the number one thing is leaving bath for however long she can for a new place to enjoy

when she arrived to love island, she was thrilled for the weather. Yes she was looking for love but most importantly a nice get away & that it was (depending on your route that is lol)

closest with seb, vieve, elladine, and tai but don’t tell the others that! (She doesn’t care if you tell Yasmin, honestly)

just because her & seb “dated” and it didn’t work out doesn’t mean they can’t be friends right? It was almost automatic for them to be platonic after it was determined there would be no romance between them, almost like sibs! like those celebs like to say—except this time these two won’t turn around and actually find romance

vieve came with seb so...but no shade aj did like vieve. She gave great advice (while seb sometimes didn’t say the right things unintentionally or what aj needed to hear) when needed, especially from a medical view and is very sweet

elladine was the one who had all the tea & ideas to match, she’s quite organized and always down for DIY’s and could suggest almost anything. If you needed someone to help you get things tidy or match/find your Aesthetic, she’s the friend you call to help

tai was the one she could be a “bro” with, sure elladine has her competive side (or controlling, depends on how you view it) but tai was the one you can run to for much needed “bro hugs”, partying, going to the pubs, playing sports with or against, checking out/flirting with babes, etc...

it was not long after the villa that aj had a revelation with her sexuality & fully owned and labeled herself as a lesbian

She was happy being in relationship with someone else or with herself, life was short and she was young so there wasn’t time to dwell and stress over things so what the hell?! Live your truth the best way you know how ya know?

probably smells like sweet citrus, almond flower, and sea salt

on chest days, she’s a sweets snacker. Loves gummy bears (also with vodka) , swedish fish, sour patch kids, etc...basically shit that sticks to ur teeth

put all her chips into hockey, while it was advised by her Counselors & mum not to do so, aj went about it anyway. She thought about the pros and cons but knew there was nothing else for her. So there were more pros than cons. She was meant to play sports, its what felt right in her soul

Made her feel connected to her father, when she’s on the field she feels that he is with her

scrunches up her nose when she’s frustrated or confused about something

Doesn’t always grasp concepts right away, she’s a soft dummy but most of us are and that’s okay! We’re all smart in our own ways

Feels like sunflowers are always around her especially if she sees them wherever she is. They must symbolize SOMETHING, therefore she loves them

spf queen. All about it, get with it or let the sunrays ruin ur skin that’s on u

loves a good filet mignon medium-well & is probably the only good thing she knows how to make alongside a salad, baked potatoes, & her oj

sucker for romantic-comedies...it’s basically her life duh!

If she has a dog, it’s a Dalmatian or Great Dane. She needs a companion that’ll keep up with her

loves kissing, it’s her favorite form of intimacy

Quarantine life included the push up challenge for her. Gaining a few pounds in muscle and fat, bothering seb via ft, viewing old letters she wrote to her dad, spending time with her fav ladies since they were now restricted from having guests in their home, and letting boredom consume her + she hated the whole lockdown that came with it, she hated being indoors for long periods of time but she knew that’s what partly needed to be done

Posts a lot of beach, park, outings with her friends & team, moments with her fav ladies, workout videos, and guests at the b&b with their permission and if only she befriends them along the way. She’s just as active on the socials as she is in rl but she’s not obsessed with it, she knows how to live in the now. She’s all about balance!

I also feel like she never keeps her phone charged and it’s always dying on her! She had a car charger but...that’s a jungle. She needs to invest in a portable charger stat

crushing on/finds attractive: Jared Padalecki, Keanu Reeves, Barrett Doss, Camilla Luddington, Sandra Bullock, Adrian Kempe, Harry Kirton, Anya Taylor-Joy, Haley Lu Richardson, Naomi Osaka, Ming & Aoki Lee Simmons

who does she listen to? Shakira lol!! Bea Miller, Dua Lipa, Daya, XYLØ, Elley Duhé, Stela Cole, Aloe Blacc, Maroon 5, Lewis capaldi, Charlie Puth, girl in red, Hayley kiyoko, king princess, dodie, & tessa violet

Anthem: Icona Pop — we got the world

#litg #litg3 #litg s3 #litg aj #litg mc #litg oc #litg seb #litg genevieve #litg elladine #litg tai #litg yasmin #litg headcanon #litg moodboard #I felt like the pressure was on for her so sorry if this sucked lol #litg headcanons

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browniefox · 3 years

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Above Drinking Age Isekai

Isekai - usually referring to Japanese stories (anime, manga, light novels or web novels) which involve the main character being transported into another world.

Phoenix, Miles, and Larry went to the magical world of Kesaii for six months when they were 9. Now, they're 24, and apparetly it isn't done with them just yet.

A series of scattered throughts and plot moments for this au.

1/?

oOo

There are some days when Phoenix doesn’t want to leave his apartment.

He’s familiar with everything in his apartment. He knows where all the items are, he knows how the light streams in through the windows, and which doors are a little squeaky, and he knows what to expect.

Outside his door? Back out on the streets? Who knew what he was going to see.

But Larry is wanted for murder, and Phoenix isn’t going to let his oldest friend get arrested for a crime he didn’t commit. He gets out of bed again, and puts on his blue suit, and bikes to the courthouse.

He almost hits a tree when he sees someone he knows.

He screeches to a halt, staring at the person. Their hair is longer than he remembers, and they’re dressed in casual clothes instead of the yukatas that were more popular in Mitama. They’re talking to a friend, and smiling, and he remembers that this voice sounded like a crisp autumn breeze and had brought the same chill physically, as if they were a slice of the season itself in mortal form. They had run their hands through Phoenix’s hair and smiled sweetly and told him to be careful, to remember that the leaves change color as they die but the tree isn’t dead, not yet, please remember that the tree hasn’t died.

Phoenix bites the inside of his mouth and starts peddling again.

It’s rude to stare, and he reminds himself that he’s never met that person before in his life.

oOo

There’s a lot of things adults don’t tell kids about magical fantasy worlds.

The first is that they exist.

The second is that settling back into home won’t ever feel quite the same.

Phoenix remembers stumbling out of the park with Larry right next to them. It wasn’t clear who was leaning on who, but they were both so terribly terribly tired. All of the rips and tears that had been magically mended over the past few months are all back at once. Phoenix lost one of his sandals at one point, and it makes his already-limping gait even more pronounced. One of his hands keeps going up and grabbing at his collarbone where his catalyst is supposed to be. It should be there, it’s always there, but now it’s suddenly and jarring gone.

“A-any sign of M-miles?” Phoenix stutters, looking around. His head is pounding. Thinking hurts. The light hurts. Every part of him feels sore and tired. Some part of him recognizes where they are, recognizes the so so familiar city, but the rest of him hasn’t entirely caught on yet. He has only one thought in mind, one goal.

“Not yet.” Larry grunts.

There’s a gasp from somewhere to their right and they both spin around. A surge of adrenaline rushes through Phoenix, enough to stand on his own for a moment. He reaches for the magatama - and again, his hand closes on empty air. Larry is running his fingers through the hair on the side of his head, as if the paintbrush that was supposed to be tucked behind his ear had somehow gotten lost in the short strands.

“Oh my god,” An adult is looking at them, hand to her mouth, “Oh. my. God! You’re those-those-those kids! From the tv!” She rambles. Phoenix looks over at Larry and Larry shrugs. She’s clearly human, not one of the noxious.

“E-excuse me, ma’am,” Phoenix says, taking a step forward. Larry clearly picks up on the fact that his legs are shaking and quickly resumes his position helping him stay standing, “M-ma’am, have you seen a-a-another kid, our age, gray ha-air?”

The woman isn’t listening to them. She’s pulled out a phone and has it held up to her ear.

“I don’t think she’s going to be much help.” Larry says and Phoenix nods.

“Maybe we left him, uh, left him in the park?” Phoenix considers. Larry shrugs, but they start to turn around and head back the way they came from.

“Wait! Stop! No, it’s okay, I’m going to help you, alright? The police are on their way, and I’ll, I’ll,” The woman digs around in her purse and then pulls out a black cylinder, “I’ll hurt anybody who tries to hurt you again, okay? I promise, you’re going to be safe!” The woman assures them. Phoenix looks over at Larry once more. Larry seems as confused as he is.

“No, that’s okay, we just need to find Edgey.” Larry tells her. There’s a loud and piercing whine and it’s not helping at all. Phoenix screws up his face and shakes his head as if it’ll help with the headache. It doesn’t. It’s only getting worse, and he sits down on the ground, holding his head in his hands, “Whoa, Nicky, you okay?”

“Y-yeah, just… just tired. You know how I am after, after…” Phoenix’s voice drifts off as he loses focus. His heart is beating in his chest and it hurts like a deep set longing. The world seems to shut down around him until all he can hear is that beating. His eyes are shut, but he swears if he opened them he’d see the Heart of Kesaii before him, still and silent.

That’s the last thing Phoenix remembers of that first night back on Earth.

oOo

Phoenix makes some rules for himself.

They help keep him going, especially in the very early days, when he half expects to find himself in the magical land of Kesaii at any second but he’s still trying to be normal around everybody else.

The first rule is not to mention Kesaii. It’s an unsaid rule between himself and Larry. Phoenix had tried, only once, to his mom when he first saw her again after the six months away. He’d said ‘I know you probably didn’t go to Kesaii, but does everybody go to a magical world?’ She’d worried and fretted over him, checking his temperature and completely baffled by the yukata he was wearing. She’d never answered, but she’d given him a very worried look, and then Phoenix had remembered seeing her on the other side of a raging river, trying to shout to her, and never being heard, never being understood, and he has his answer all the same.

The second rule is to ignore all of his memories. They can’t be trusted anymore, because he’s never shouted to his mom while standing on the other side of a raging river, the spray of it almost soaking him, chilling him to the bone as he tries to tell her, trying to get her to understand him. It never happened, and yet the memory is nestled in his head just like the rest of them. So he tries to make sure to reintroduce himself to everybody and make as few references to past events as possible.

The third rule is the first rule, but again, because he can’t be too careful.

The fourth rule is that he needs to find Miles.

He doesn’t know where Miles lives anymore. Miles never told them. He’d said that maybe, once they go the Heart beating again, he’d tell them what had happened to them. That moment never came, though, so Phoenix is left to try and find him.

He starts wearing a necklace. It’s not his magatama, not his catalyst, but it’s a weight around his neck and it’s like a safety blanket, a comfort. He notices how often Larry has pencils behind his ear after that, tucked where his own catalyst used to go.

They rarely talk about Kesaii, even to each other. Phoenix wonders if Larry keeps waking up and expecting to be back there, if everytime he closes his eyes he can hear the silence of the Heart, how his own heartbeat sounds mocking, a laughter in his own chest as it mocks their own failure.

Probably not. That’s probably just another ‘him’ thing.

oOo

“I can’t go back.”

It’s almost a whisper, but Phoenix chokes it out of his throat anyway. The young girl who had been kneeling next to Mia (her dead dead dead dead body) has woken back up and she blinks at him with sad and confused eyes.

“Huh?”

“I can’t go back, not right now,” Phoenix repeats himself with more force. He’d recognize those robes anywhere. Everyone in Mitama had own them. Phoenix himself had worn a version of them for the duration of his stay in that other world, “My boss - friend - Chief - is, is, is dead, and I need to, to do something about that, and I’m so close now, so close to actually really finding Miles, and-and-and I can’t go back right now, okay?” Phoenix flings the words out there and he realizes that he’s crying. His heart beat sounds too loud and erratic. His face is wet.

“You’re… Phoenix, right?” The girl says, slowly.

“Phoenix Wright.” Phoenix agrees and gives a strangled half-laugh half-sob. He’s shaking. Mia’s death feels like it’s only just becoming solid to him. God, he’d felt her body grow cold.

“I’m Maya. Maya Fey,” The girl says, “I’m Mia’s sister.”

“Mia’s… sister? Mia was from Kesaii?” Phoenix asks. Something isn’t adding up here.

“We’re from Kurain. I don’t know what Kesaii is.” She tells him. Phoenix nods numbly at that. It doesn’t make sense, because she’s dressed like she’s from the Mitama kingdom, and yet she’s here on Earth and Mia Fey’s sister and nothing makes sense anymore, nothing. “M-my sister, she’s-”

She doesn’t get through the rest of the sentence before Phoenix has surged forward and wrapped his arms around her. She’s warm, unlike Mia’s dead corpse in the other room, and her arms secure themselves around him. She’s sobbing into his shoulder now, both of them trembling like leaves in a storm.

Maybe nothing makes sense, but Phoenix knows that this girl is that little sister Mia was always talking about, and this girl just lost her sister, and holding her right now is all he can do for her.

“Police! Open up!”

There’s the sound of a door trying to slam open and Phoenix looks over to the front door to the office. It’s rattling to be opened, trying so hard to swing inwards, but there’s cold metal chain criss-crossing it and keeping it from opening up.

Phoenix shuts his eyes and shakes his head. He must be seeing things.

When he opens them again, the chains are gone, the door swings open, and the police flood into the room.

oOo

There’s never a good chance to talk to Miles during the case, and Phoenix wonders if at some point over the last fifteen years he missed his chance of actually really finding Miles Edgeworth. The man before him is a mockering of the boy Phoenix once knew, and it hurts him to his core.

The morning after the case is done, Phoenix wakes up and goes through his usual routine. His alarm clock blares at him and he sits up, sleep and dreams making his brain all foggy. He grabs his magatama off his desk, slipping it around his neck, and stumbling into the bathroom to brush his teeth. He sways on his feet and thinks about all the clean up that still needs to be done to the office. He doesn’t know how to get blood out of carpet, but he’s going to find out today. There’s also all the glass shards, and he hopes they’ll be big enough to easily pick out of the carpet. Maybe he should just see about getting an entirely new carpet. Oh, but that’s going to be so much money, and he’s only had two clients, one who never paid him and one who he took on pro bono. Hm, maybe-

Wait.

Wait a fucking second.

Phoenix eyes, which had drifted closed as he scrubbed at his molars, snap open and star at his chest in the mirror. Specifically, they lock onto the green stone that is hanging from his neck. Chains come off of either side of it, fading completely and seamlessly into the gem where they meet it, and then the two chains cross over each other behind his neck. The rest of the chains wave through the air like streamers in a gentle breeze, simply turning their noses up at gravity.

Phoenix almost chokes on his toothpaste. He coughs and spits it into his sink. He reaches up and grabs his magatama, and his hand really does close around the smooth surface. It’s just barely warm enough to be unnatural.

“What,” Phoenix whispers under his breath, “The fuck.”

#ace attorney #phoenix wright #larry butz #pearl fey #maya fey #isekai au #browniefox speaks #browniefox writes #also can be found on ao3 #under the same name

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alkaysani-archived · 4 years

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The Old Guard Fanfic Master List

*updated* 15 Oct 2020

MAIN SERIES

AS OUR LOVE SHAPES OUR UNIVERSE (Nicky x Joe - Princess Diaries AU)

to love is to sacrifice, to sacrifice is to love

“Prince Yusuf Al-Kaysani,” Charlotte says, and she’s sighing dreamily again and Yusuf definitely has that effect on people. “That young man gets my vote,” Joseph says from behind him. “He goes by Joe sometimes, so he’s definitely of good stock,” he says, and Nicky snorts. “A brilliant one, amazing artist, charismatic. He’s dedicated himself as the right-hand and advisor to his queen mother, and has fully supported his younger sister taking the throne instead of him. He’s friends with Nicolo,” he says, and Nicky blinks, shrugging a little, and his heart starts to go wild in his chest in a way he doesn’t want to understand. “We spent two years of secondary together,” he whispers, glancing at Mia. “Uh…just before they passed, he had to move back home, and I…” he trails off, sighing. --- or the Princess Diaries II AU where Prince Nicolo will do anything for Genovia. And if that means introducing his cousin Princess Mia to Prince Yusuf Al-Kaysani to be her future king, then his heart just has to deal with it. He just wished that it didn’t hurt so much.

i will hold your heart together in mine

“You love me now, right?” “Forever more, my darling,” Joe chokes out, and it takes on a whole new meaning that makes his own ache. “Then my heart will heal,” Nicolo says, and his voice is firm, and fierce, under the exhaustion. “The symptoms will fade, in time. They will,” he adds, his voice muffled against his shoulder. He pulls away and looks up at Joe with wide, glassy eyes. “The universe won’t be so cruel to me to take me away now, when I am finally happy, right?” he says, and Joe burst into tears then, shaking his head, grabbing Nicolo’s face and kissing him, deeply. No. No. He won’t think of it. He won’t think of losing Nicolo. Not again. Not like this. *** or where Prince Yusuf learns the physical extents of Nicolo’s heartbreak, months after they were meant to be fine. But regardless of how much it ails him, his beloved Nicolo continues to have faith that he will be alright. So he must brave through his fears and his worries, as they grow, and build a life and a family, together. Even if it breaks their hearts again. And again. And again.

black cats and lopsided hearts (Joe x Nicky) - 30 Oct 2020

“Permission to keep killing your fiancé with cuteness due to Halloween costumes, please?” Mia asks, and she’s giving Nicolo those eyes again, and this time, Nicolo bites his lip, glancing at Joe. “It might be fun, beloved. It’ll only be for a night,” he reasons, and Nicolo sighs then, nodding his head. “For you, heart.” *** or The Old Guard Princess Diaries AU – Halloween Special where Mia convinces Nicolo and Yusuf to let her dress up one and a half-year old twins Elio and Ayla for this very American holiday.

ONE-SHOTS & STAND-ALONES

JOE x NICKY

not that i need reminding

“You look in love.” Joe blinks, looking up at the voice. There’s a woman, a little younger than Nile, or maybe just her age, sitting beside him on the bench now. She’s smiling at him, and he gives her what he hopes is an equal one, before nodding softly, gently tapping his pencil on his sketchbook. He knows the answer, of course he does. Yes. He is in love. Truly, madly, deeply, or however they say it. He knows all of this already. But he’s willing to play. “And how does that look?” --- or joe gets a vibe check from the universe.

to know those among us

“Mommy, angel! Angel, mommy!” Nicky blinks, putting down the produce he had in his hand. He zeros in on the voice and a little boy staring up at him, jaw dropped and staring, his eyes wide and curious. Then he looks up to find a woman, blushing red, looking absolutely mortified. Even with her darker tone, the flush is clear, making her glow. She looks ready to run, so Nicky just gives her a smile, and then crouches in front of the child, before looking around, humming curiously. “Where, little one?” he asks, putting his hands over his eyes as he continues his search. “Where is the angel?” he asks, and the little boy giggles. It’s a beautiful sound amongst the low bustle of the early farmer’s market. --- or nicky gets mistaken for an angel by a child, so he tells them about real ones

in parts, i fall, i love

Joe needs to finish this portfolio if he wants something to propose to the showcase. And he does. He really does. But someone just sat at his table because the coffee shop is so busy, and their profile is gorgeous, and yep, he’s definitely trashed the outline again because this man is definitely going to be a part of it. “Is there something on my face?” he hears, and Joe pauses. Shit. Joe breathes out so heavily that his glasses fog up, and he looks up to find the man giving him a hint of a smile, tilting his head slightly to the side. “You’re staring,” the man states and honestly, yeah, Joe is. “I’m not.” Idiot. --- or joe is an artist, and he falls in love. and nicky is along for the ride.

with your hands, your whispers

Come on love, that’s it.” “I can’t, Yusuf, please.” He’s gasping, breathless. His Yusuf always leaves him so breathless. It’s too much. And of course, Yusuf knows that it’s too much. He knows exactly what Nicky needs, and what makes him overflow, and it seems like his adoring heart wants him to spill over, again and again in every sense of the word. *** or a take on what nicolo and yusuf were doing before booker and andy got to the hotel in marrakesh

let’s right, these wrongs, together (see accompanying edit here)

If he concentrates hard enough, he can still smell Yusuf on the scarf, and it brings immediate tears to his eyes. Because it’s only been nearly a year, and he’s yearned for the man for longer, way before they got together. And even with all the odds, with all the numbers combined, Nicky doesn’t believe that there’ll be enough time that can pass to heal the pain that’s clawing on his chest at that moment. That has been since Yusuf said it was over. Nile’s legs move from his lap, and suddenly there are arms around him, pulling him close and Nicky closes his eyes, pressing his face on Nile’s neck. “You’re allowed to hurt as long as you have to, Nicky,” Nile says to him, and it’s so, so kind. “You can tell me as much or as little as you can. I didn’t mean to push.” Nicky sniffles. “I still love him,” he croaks out, like it needed to be heard, like his desperation is a call out for his heart. His heart that let him go, that told him that it’s over. *** or the one where Nicky is housemates with Nile after Yusuf breaks up with him. And when he finally opens up about it, Nicky realizes that his current predicament was brought on by misunderstandings and good intentions with ill results. But it’s too late. It’s been nearly a year; it doesn’t matter now. Right? Not if your housemate is Nile Freeman.

hand-shaped bruise (see accompanying edit here)

Prince Nicolò spends most of his days alone. He lives with no one, after all, ever since his parents died. Ever since he was killed by Sr. Merrick and Lady Kozak, his screams ringing out throughout the night until his final breath, only to show up the next day at the farmer’s market. *** or my halloween take on our beloved characters.

BOOKER x COPLEY

when time dictates love

"So not ugly,” Sebastien says, and Aidan looks at Mr. Copley, who just shrugs, smiling. “He is insufferable. Does he know this?” he says, and the man just smiles, both of them ignoring how Sebastien says ‘hey!’. “He does,” Mr. Copley whispers, and he says, and Sebastien’s fingers intertwine with his atop his knee, and Aidan looks away. “But you like him anyway,” he says instead. Mr. Copley chuckles, and he leans to press a kiss on Sebastien’s forehead, who’s no longer laughing. “Yes, but I like him anyway.” --- or a home-care worker witnesses Booker and Copley’s last year together, as time catches up on them

MULTIPLE RELATIONSHIPS

there is no timeline when it comes to this (Booker x Copley; Joe x Nicky - also featuring Joe & Booker bffs and Nicky really giving a damn about Booker)

“I’m happy for you, Yusuf,” Booker says, because he means it despite the ache, and Joe smiles, nodding, and he’s smiling in a way that makes his heart hurt even more. “We love you, Booker,” Joe says because he’s just that person, before driving off as Booker makes his way up to his apartment, steps feeling like lead. He makes the point to check the mail, and he’s not even sure why. He’s never checked mail before, Joe usually did. Booker pauses then, looking at the different ads he pulled out of the box after twisting the key. So many changes already. When he finally gets to his unit, he finds someone standing at the door. They turn when he pauses, and greets him with a smile. “Hello Booker,” James Copley says, giving him a two-finger salute. “You haven’t aged a day.” *** or where Booker’s best friend Yusuf moves out to be with his Nicolo, and he makes the choice to live alone for the first time in years. Booker tells himself he’ll be fine, tells everyone that he’ll be fine, even though the weight in his chest tells him otherwise. but he really has no choice. this is his life now. then James Copley comes home.

OTHER SHIPS & FRIENDSHIPS & NO SHIPS

little things, for the heart (Nile and Joe)

“Are you…baking bread?” Joe looks up at her then, and Nile snorts, walking over to the counter and reaching up to tug on the man’s stray curls, dark tight ringlets dusted with white flour. “Maybe,” Joe says, in a sing-song tone. *** or Nile takes a lesson she learned from her mother and applies it to her new life.

OTHER SERIES

THE NILE FREEMAN COLLECTION (Written for Nile Freeman Week 2020)

nile + love or where Nile meets another queen

nile + sadness or where Nile keeps it real with Booker

nile + alone time or where Nile gets of ice cream and thinks of dying

nile + comfort or where Nile makes Joe feel better, the best way she knows how

MY LOVE, WE STILL HAVE MUCH TO LEARN (Post-Canon Take)

do not let me awake alone (Nicky x Joe)

After Booker’s betrayal, Joe is angry and Nicky suffers through the fallout. And for the the first time in a long time, Nicky understands what it's like to be alone in his grief.And something inside him breaks.

my love for him kills any anger (Nicky x Joe; Joe & Andy)

A month later, Andy finds out that Nicky is talking to Booker.But it doesn’t mean that Joe forgives him. Far from it. They've been through so much for him to just let it go.

a blessing from above (Nile & Nicky; Nile & Joe; Nicky x Joe)

Nile gets used to a few things, three months into her new life. But the one thing that wracks her brain the most is how they deal with loss and suffering.Thankfully, she has a lifetime to figure it out. Because they’re family, and she wants to help them. At least, start them on the right path. They are grown people, after all. Because her Mama raised her right.

#the old guard #the old guard fanfiction #elio and ayla multiverse by L #nicolorenaldigenovia: elio and ayla #mine: elio and ayla #tog princess diaries au #tog prince au #L writes things #mine

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telltaleclerk · 4 years

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I’ve been spamming The Old Guard a lot lately.

And a lot of it has been Joe/Nicky... cause I am a SUCKER for a love story. And they have the GREATEST love story... Immortals in love who started as enemies...

BUT... One of the things that’s so magnificant about TOG is that I love every character.

Rarely does this happen to me with a franchise... usually there’s at lease ONE character that I don’t give a FUCK about... or that I at least just... they’re there, but I don’t really get the point of them... and I don’t love them.

But in TOG?! I love them ALLLLL... so I want to talk a little about Andy, Booker and Nile for a second... since I’ve been spamming Nicky/Joe.

Andy - is probably my favourite female protagonist of all time. She is badass and not sexualized and doesn’t have a current romantic interest. And her fight scenes?! FUCK ME! If I wasn’t bisexual before I sure as HELL was after watching this movie (spoiler: I was TOTALLY already a bisexual... but come ON). Charlize kills it in the role. And after reading issue 1 of the comics I’m really glad they chose to leave out the beginning being all about her fucking and fighting her way through her immortal life alternately. I’m glad they left out anything sexual or romantic for her. Because it is a nice break from EVERY female character always having to be sexualized or a love interest. Her clothing is practical. And one of the biggest ones for me: she has maintained friendship with a group of men for thousands of years. Rarely are women portrayed as being able to have male friends without also having a romantic relationship with someone else that they can use as an excuse for not throwing themselves at their male friends... ok... that got a little bitter... my bad... In conclusion: I LOVE ANDY.

Booker - what a great and terribly sad foil for Nicky and Joe’s happiness in Booker who has lost and lost and lost and become a mess because of it. I love that he shares that grief with Andy. They have this common thread of misery that they can share... but it doesn’t end up becoming something romantic. They are friends with similar experiences. I want Booker to have a redeeming storyline. I love that he’s the one to shoot Andy... Love it in a tragic way. And he almost immediately gives into despair over it. Yet another tragic thing to add to Booker’s list of tragic things that is hundreds of years long. He is the poetic tragedy in this story. Always drunk and trying to forget and probably wishing he could die. Booker needs a redemption storyline like I need AIR. I want him to be able to find something like purpose again. He is my precious baby and I love him.

Nile - The new generation is a badass woman who is kind and gentle as seen in her introduction dealing with the local women in Afghanistan... but she also has no qualms about being a BAMF. And she takes charge easily. She doesn’t sit back and wait for people to tell her what to do. Even though she’s young, she is strong and makes her own decisions. And again: not sexualized. She has no romantic interest. She is a woman who is badass and that’s all she needs. And she’s still a little naive... I love the idea at the end that she wants to let Booker of with an apology. Such kindness. In that moment she is made to seem young compared to the rest of them, but not in a way that’s demeaning. They never make her a girl child to compare her age to the rest of them.

Anyway... I just wanted to give some love to the rest of The Old Guard... cause my posts have been very Nicky/Joe centric.

Also: I didn’t edit this... there may be mistakes... I just went ranty with my keyboard over my love for these guys while doing yet ANOTHER rewatch.

#the old guard #sebastien le livre #andromache the scythian #nile freeman

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seeneverything · 3 years

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today i decided to replay nick’s dlc! not only to catch back up and remain canon, but to look into his journals and the notes / environment around a little deeper to see if i can discover anything more about him, the game’s story, and the timeline of the game.

i have to say it somewhat surprised me that nick has handwriting that’s legible. i figured it would be similar to sally’s -- very here and there with hardly any grammar, punctuation, and horrendous spelling. yet nick’s journals though brief, are quite linguistic. a pleasant surprise.

but without further ado, my metas are under the cut! a very long read so i hope you enjoy it. i tried my best to divide it into some sort of organization as i could. <3

GENERAL LORE :

ever wondered what an original joy bottle looks like? well, nick has one.

it’s tucked in the far back in his kitchen, behind a light on his shelf. initially i thought it was some random drug and it was more proof of the dlc being pre-game. but if you look closer, the words underneath wellington wells’ emblem say “EVERY DAY, JOIN THE FUN” which is a clear indication of what it actually was. and beside the emblem, just to the right, if you really squint, it says “FLAVOR:” but it’s hidden and you can’t sneak around to the other side. however, considering how old it is, especially from the wear and tear on the sticker, one could probably imagine it being haworth’s own vanilla.

which intrigues me. i wouldn’t doubt that nick was one of the very first people who got the initial batches. virgil dainty found him when he was still a young poet in his teenage years. meaning he probably snatched him when he was around 16. if we play it out like he was 16 when the train came and took all 13 and under, nick would be around 32 during the base game. but i honestly doubt that since the make believes released more singles than albums, and they released the album around the time of strawberry’s release, as inferred by the cover of the album. so for now and to me, nick is somewhere between mid-late 30s.

speaking of joy though, does anyone remember the whole debate about the type of joy nick was taking in the dlc? it wasn’t any type at all. in fact, it was something sally made herself.

“Vibing my guitar always helps me remember things. Like where I put my Sally Specials.”

Those reds and yellows are just another one of the many street drugs that Sally sells to her clients. Probably something like rainbow and the like, but much, much weaker and not as long-lasting. After all, Nick has to take five at one time to black out. Probably at least three of them to feel any sort of a buzz at all. ( as a side note, it personally makes me wonder if sally had anything to do with the production phlash. i’d love to see if there were any notes of it anywhere. )

I had a headcanon a while back that the woman using the power cell was using a sex toy. After all, she has a suitcase that’s cleverly hidden under her bed. If Nick believes it’s this, it makes sense that he’s aware of the “fun part of town,” unlike Arthur and Ollie once in the Parade. Yes, he goes there for sex and relief, but also because he makes deals with the owners to sell adult-themed merch. Wouldn’t be surprised if there were dildos, lube, even lingerie like Nick’s threads -- very, very plausible if there are full sex dolls.

With the Sally Specials and the Joy Bottle being so old, it could still be proof that it’s pre-game as well. After all, if Nick is still around Sally ONLY to obtain to drugs from her, then it could be easily inferred. After all, Sally remembers her time with Nick in the past together, not in the present. And that is pre-1964.

A LITTLE MORE ABOUT NICKY :

it’s absolutely no secret that nick hates himself. from the scratches on the mirror that hide his face and spell “USELESS,” to the inferred suicidal attempts from downing entire bottles of joy with alcohol. the puke is always so rancid in the sink. but there’s also this, too.

it’s funny how nick tends to keep scratching at his head and his eyes. the persona is who he’s trying to cover up i imagine, considering that there are multiple voicelines in the game that says he never meant to cause any harm. and he never meant to commit all the unpleasantries that come with being a rockstar. one of them being infidelity and adultery, and another being a general asshole to the public. overtime i believed that nick gained celebrity syndrome. which is essentially just being a karen on steroids. nick believes he doesn’t need to pay for anything, and he also has the innate ability to give orders to people. just because, in his mind, he’s the best in the world. the avalon’s manager wants to get back at him once and for all for his bossy attitude. but he’s not the only one who feels that, either.

petunia does as well.

nick’s love-life is an extremely complicated one. aside from the the various forms of substance abuse and exposure to said substances, nick has always had his rockstardom become the center of his universe. see, this is all headcanon but, i personally believe that nick was coddled as a child by his overbearing mother. mama told him the world would love him. and mama told him that the world would never hurt him, and that it would be perfect and easy to get through. but then he saw just how hurtful people could be, and just how much hate the world had to offer. and to him, at that. it was extremely difficult to find love in anything and anyone. especially himself. so finding petunia was very, very reassuring. after all, she did promise him, as nick said during the boss fight, to be the lighthouse on all his rocky shores. indicating that she would be the one to lead him back home, and make him stable. and i’m sure for a while, it did.

canonically, until nick lightbearer overtook norbert pickles. he found so many more people who loved him that way. and thus, he let the life of his own stardom take over everything else. including his love life. even more so when the birds threatened hatred and slander to his name if they couldn’t shag him. and if they didn’t manipulate him, nick was so afraid of losing another fan that he wouldn’t care. it felt good anyway, why not fuck people? he keeps a fan, doesn’t worry about being hated, and keeps the life of love toward him going.

not even thinking about petunia in the process. and instead of showing him that he didn’t need all the fans, instead of showing him that he needed to remain faithful and loyal, she lashed out and belittled him from every other corner. though he did deserve it for encouraging her into polygamy and bigamy and definitely by his demanding attitude(later in the note it mentions how he was a henpicker), she did not help his mental state in any capacity. petunia, the moment she didn’t help him anymore and show him the love he thought she promised him, became nothing more than someone who belittled him. truthfully nick never meant to hurt her, but it’s seen through his celebrity ideology that he truly believes in quantity over quality. a sad shame. nick’s mental state is so fucked he doesn’t even really know what true love is by this point. meaning he could potentially be easily manipulated without realization.

despite all this though, i found this to be especially intriguing:

a little hard to read, but this is during the scene before he fights the fans at the contest. his journal reads:

“They think I’m an IMPERSONATOR? Have I lost the Lightbearer aura? How much lower can I sink?”

this heavily implies that nick sets his own idolism over his chances of being a murderer. meaning that somewhere, deep in the crevasse of his subconscious, nick is so desperate for some true love and still can’t grasp hatred that he is clinging onto his persona for as much love as he can. even if it’s fake. thrice as intriguing when one learns that, during his breakdowns, he always explains how he wants his fans to know who he really is:

“i wonder if i remember how to sound polite,” “things are sure to look up once i’m not soaked in hemoglobin.”

an intelligent, young man who was so wrongly brought up into the world by an attached mother who never taught him what punishment really was. nick has been using his celebrity name as a clutch for so long that he’s having difficulty remembering who he really was, or if he can ever be norbert pickles again. he cannot handle being a celebrity, and he never could because of what his mother taught him and grew him to be. yet somewhere deep down, he knows his true self is there. but what nick doesn’t know how to do is accept the hatred of the world enough, especially to him, in order to ever take norbert pickles out.

it’s a constant mish-mash. he can hardly handle the hatred from being a celebrity, but what he does handle from stardom is what keeps him going with it. a war between nick lightbearer and norbert pickles. but neither side has proper ammo because the battlefield is strife with a lack of vegetation.

nick lightbearer in himself is an irony. he shines so bright for everyone around him but yet truly, the light is most needed for himself.

#; 🎸 | META DRABBLES .#tw: suicide mention #suicide mention tw #( SECOND ATTEMPT HERE WE GO )#( SODFBJFDSFBNGF )#( I AM SO PROUD OF ALL THIS!! )#( it took me a few hours to compile this all together so <3 )#( i'm v confident in it )#( no wonder why it's sympathy for the lightbearer gbogfdnsrk )

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tom-at-the-farm · 4 years

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@tomerkapon tagged me in the Top 7 Albums Nightmare Challenge, and I tried. Basically I love approximately 5 million albums across many languages, but I tried to pick the most representative ones? As best I could. In no order:

1. Nirvana, Nevermind - sure, there are other Nirvana albums that are great, but this one is significant because it’s the first one I encountered and Teenage Me was shook! Definitely the first album I ever heard where I didn’t want to skip a single song. Also, I know now everyone and their mother loves Kurt Cobain, but I want to put it out there that I loved him in the early aughts when it was no longer cool to love him, and way before it became cool to love him again. He was just really important to young girls who liked rock, and whose rock scene consisted of misogynist nu metal.

2. Hole, Live Through This - again, Hole and Courtney Love had many other bangers, but this was such an eye-opening album for angry teenage girls who were taught to hate themselves and to indulge the “Courtney killed Kurt” delusion. Oh, did she? Good for her. “What do you do with a revolutioooonnnnnn?!”

3. Kanye, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy - Too bad this dude went nuts in a really ugly way, right? His discography up to and including Yeezus was art, though, and this album is the highlight imo. Also, lest we forget, it gave the world Nicki’s verse on “Monster”

4. Orville Peck, Pony - this is the most recent entry on the list but obviously my gay cowboy boyfriend with a voice of angels, honey and sunshine had to be on it. Like Nevermind, first album in literal years that I listened to from start to finish, wanting to discard nothing. Also, not to make a thousand people unfollow me, but every time I see some child be like, “Oh I just listened to Orville Peck, I guess I no longer hate country,” my brain bleeds. I think what he does is very relevant to contemporary country and it’s a unique and skillful performance, but also he’s basically Lana del Rey in sexy leather chaps. I don’t love him because he did anything revolutionary to country music, certainly nothing that Brandi Carlile or Melissa Ethridge or even straight ol’ Johnny Cash didn’t already do. I love him because his songs are sad and sexy and sweet and his voice is smooth and beautiful, and also the gay theatrics of it all.

5. Florence + the Machine, Lungs - I mean, her voice sends chills down my spine and this was where it began. It’s peak Forest Hag aesthetic woven together with so much raw talent. Like what is even the point of Hozier’s entire discography when “Cosmic Love” already exists?

6. Sleater-Kinney, Dig Me Out - Whatever, so I saw them many, many times and I met them twice; big deal that Corin Tucker is the literal mother of my babies. Anyway, SK is the definition of riot grrrl. Imagine Dead Kennedys but all female and actually good? Fucking queens

7. I put down Johnny Cash’s American IV: The Man Comes Around because it’s the best of the American albums, and also the last one before he died. Do I have to explain Johnny Cash in any of his iterations? I’m not going to.

If this list went up to at least 9 I would have included Nick Cave and The Pogues, but this is a cruel, short list.

I’m tagging @hereisyourlove @tabitharuthwexler @ana-matopoeia @timotay-chalamet @chailame @mightiermarvel @helloblockbutton @riverofmolecules @brainsludgemissives @feu-follet @bakedbrielarson and anyone else who wants to do it

#music

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nickitita0w0 · 3 years

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"Honestly, I didn't expect a little girl to be able to improvise that well. Can you come back tomorrow?"

"I think I can!"

"Do you have a place where you can sleep?"

"For sure!" I straightened the jeans he had given me and said goodbye to the manager.

I can't believe I sang in front of several people at a restaurant! It was like a dream come true.

I returned to the abandoned house, happy with life, with a lunchbox in my hands and a smile on my face, so happy that I looked like a bouncing hare on the street sidewalk. On top of that, I managed to get a small tip off praise and positive comments from some of the customers.

The next day, I was only 30 minutes late and heard a loud noise. I ran inside and saw the same two boys the day before yesterday and yesterday, arguing. The blonde one with a fork on his hand, ready to attack his... Friend? Apprentice? I don't know what they are to eachother. And why the others sitting next to them were doing absolutelly nothing?!

A tall man with a white suit, beautiful blue eyes like sapphire and short black colored hair appeared, ready to scold both the young ones. He wasn't alone. The same girl with dazzling emerald green eyes and pink hair was by his side.

I quickly grabbed the microphone and the guitar, ran to the same place where I sang yesterday and said:

"Hello, everyone, sorry for being late! Today, I have a very special song for the gentleman at the table. Right in the corner! But anyway, enjoy!"

Everyone at the restaurant looked at me and got confused at first. But, then I shut my eyes, sighed and started playing my guitar.

"Hmmmm... Nanananana... Somebody once told me, the world is gonna roll me. I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed! They we're looking looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb

In the shape of an "L" on her forehead... Welp!"

The small boy cheered up and his purple eyed color started shining. The silvered hair man even took off his headphones to listen.

"The years start coming but they don't stop coming! Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running. Didn't make sense not to live for fun! Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what's wrong with taking the back streets? You'll never know if you don't go... You'll never shine if you don't glow WOO! HEY NOW! You're an All Star! Get your shoes on and go play! Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid! And all that glitters is gold... Only shooting stars break the mold!"

Everyone vibed at All Star. Using a different tune from the original song and put on a little bit more rhythm was a good idea!

A man wearing red pants and something that resembled a headdress even stood up to applaud and whistled. And I did the same thing yesterday. I sang a few more songs before going to lunch in the corner. And that's when I feel someone approaching. It's a good time to panik?

"Excuse me... I know it's your break, but... Thank you. I was about to give a reprimand to those two, but the way you positioned yourself was extremely surprising!" it was the man with the sapphire eyes.

"O-Oh! It was nothing! Are they... Still... Getting along?"

"Narancia and Fugo discuss quite a lot but believe me, they are great friends. By the way, I'm Bruno. Bruno Bucciarati" he smiled. A smile like his was so pure that my heart melted inside.

"Nicole. But you can call me Nico."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, bambina. You can join us for lunch if you want."

"But... Where is that other blonde guy? You must know him. Green eyes, hair tied in a braid..."

"Giorno? He won't join us today because he's... Kinda busy..."

"I noticed it... Guess your... Friends..."

"Oh! Right. Well. Will you join or no?"

For a moment, I hesitated. But gave in. It would be rude turning off and he could be disappointed or even sad. And also... Why not try talk with other people?

"Everyone, this is Nicole. I invited her to lunch with us today. She don't speak italian so watch your tongues."

After greeting everyone, I sat between Narancia and Mista. Somehow, being with boys make me more comfortable than being with other girls. Other girls sometimes scare me... For some reason...

. . .

"It was really nice to meet you, Nicki!" Mista held my hand and smiled.

"It was absolutelly great to meet you all. But... I gotta go home now... It's getting dark and..."

"You want some company?" asked the tetraphobic.

"No. I can walk alone by myself. See you guys again someday?"

"You bet you'll see!" said Narancia.

I said goodbye to the gang and ran until I didn't see them anymore. They seemed to be close together as a family. Abbacchio for some reason, made my heart pound. He's so... Misterious and... Elegant... His light silver hair... The look in his eyes is at the same time telling he has lots of things to tell but so empty... My stomach feels strange as if there are several butterflies inside beating its wings with everything, just thinking about him.

Speaking of butterflies, I looked around, making sure there was no one else on the streets and to light my way, I called my stand. The little fire butterfly lit my way so I could see and... Well. It's silly, but since I was a little girl, I've been terrified of being in the dark.

It was another lonely night in the empty house falling apart. Just me. My stand. And the fireplace with the fire that warmed my body in the cold night. Or at least I thought it was just the "three" of us...

[HMMMM]

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mermaidsirennikita · 4 years

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so like the old guard fam is incestuous af right? IS IT JUST ME? who would fuck who

who WOULDN’T fuck who tho, these are immortal beings and i think you pretty much do it all. but i’m gonna give you a rundown anyway

lol well that’s actually a lie because nobody would fuck andy as she has tragic unfun syndrome and frankly why give an orgasm to someone who ain’t gonna get you off in return

and nobody would fuck nicky because he’s ugly and also, let’s be very honest here, probably still a genocidal maniac

so that leaves EVERYONE else. joe and booker had that decades-long “suck the sadness outta my dick bro”, thing; nile and booker can go for “vibrant young woman rides the sorrow out of grief daddy” vibes (booker is very much an ‘emotionally fucking you in an experience that is both intense and something you don’t talk about afterwards because you stopped being able to count for three days and all you wanted was to get off in a bathroom’ type, so sadness is always included but not disliked); joe and nile are just like, having fun man, let’s drink all three bottles of tequila tonight and oops, some got on my tits and hahaha now we’re having fun sloppy sex. hot people occupations.

i mean, booker and quynh were absolutely about to fuck in his pathetic little apartment, and i imagine it’s a lot of face sitting from then on out. she and joe could do some angry shit, some actual disgusting “wow thanks for absolutely not looking for me again once underwater sonar became a thing DIPSHIT” sex. and maybe some “begin again” fresh start shit w/ nile.

ultimately, this would culminate in a massive orgy for everyone. except for andy and nicky. because they are respectively: boring; and ugly. and i cannot frankly forgive either in a fictional character.

#loisfreakinglane #love that poly look for everyone.... who counts

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animeheadcanonsblog · 4 years

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Avengers: Take a look through my eyes. Part 1

Not important but still in the story Cast: Nick Fury

Wanda Maximoff x Samantha

Natasha Romanoff x Alexa Stark

Act 0: The Hidden Past

Avengers Headquarters

"Sorry, for being late. Pietro was taking ages to make himself ready," Sam says as she walks in the Avengers "chilling room"(also called a living room) with the Maximoff twins.

Sam is a young, short girl with shoulder-length black hair, green eyes and a lot of scars on her face.

"Hey! It's not my fault that ve're late it's the guys fault. He parked his damn car in front of ours. So, that ve couldn't leave," Pietro says as he playfully glares at her.

"First of all...it's my car, second...the guy moved his car way faster this time than usual and he didn't even complaint this time and third for someone who can run in super-speed you are very slow in the morning, " Sam says with an almost...small smirk.

"The same guy again?" Alexa Stark asks amusingly

"More like the same guy as always," Sam says annoyed.

"Have you talked to him about it?" Steve asks her as he crosses his arms.

"Yes, every day...almost every day," She answers.

"Sam, do you want me to talk with him?" Natasha asks her.

"No, leave the poor guy alone. He's an idiot yes. But I don't think that he deserves to be scared for life by Black Widow," Sam says.

"Or by Tony Stark," Sam adds as she sees Tony open his mouth.

"Or by any other Avenger," She says and looks at the rest.

"Fine," The others say in unison holding up their hands in a defensive manner.

But Samantha (and the others) knows that her neighbour will have a visit later.

"Anyway, what's going on? You said that we should come here immediately," Wanda asks the others.

"Nicky here wants us to watch a creepy movie," Alexa says earning a few chuckles and a few annoying groans.

"A movie?" Sam asks and blinks at her with a blank expression.

"Alexa Star! Do you ever shut up?" Fury says as he glares at her.

"No," Everyone says in unison.

"Hey!" Alexa exclaims with a small grin.

"You are just as annoying as your brother," Clint says slightly annoyed but with a small amused grin on his face.

"What did you just said, Legolas?" Tony asks annoyed.

"No, she's sometimes even worse than Tony," Nat says smirking making every chuckle except for Alexa who is looking at her shocked.

"Hey! Traitor!" Alexa says as she glares and pouts playfully at Nat, who just simply rolls her eyes at her amusingly.

"Only sometimes? She annoys me more than all of you together...and that's says a lot," Samantha says bluntly.

Everyone bursts out laughing even Alexa couldn't hide her own grin,

"Whatever, sit down you three," Nick says deeply annoyed already.

The three latecomers look at each other slightly confused and with a hint of amusement, before they sit down on a couch.

Wanda sits in between Pietro and Samantha.

Nat, Alexa and Steve are sitting on one couch.

Bruce, Thor and Tony are sitting on one and Clint is sitting on the armrest.

"So, as I said earlier. Some creep send us videotapes with a letter. Basically, a creepy creep was spying on us and send us the videos so that we can change the future, which is kinda a mess," Alexa says like it's the most normal thing in the world.

"Vhat?" Pietro asks confused.

" Don't listen to this motherfucker. ("I'm not a motherfucker!") But the letter that was sent here together with the videotapes, says that the future...doesn't look good for anyone of us. A very powerful enemy attacked as and... killed most of the world population and us. The rest that is still alive is mentally done. So, there are a few tapes that we are going to watch witch are going to show as the future but the letter suggest first to watch the videotapes about the past. The videotapes about the past are going to make us understand two of our members better," Nick Fury tells them.

"And we are going to watch these creepy videotapes," Tony says bored.

"Wait, how do we even know that this person is telling the truth? It could a trap or a stupid prank from Alexa," Sam says

"Hey, my pranks aren't stupid!" Alexa says smirking,

"Yes, yes they are," Tony says as he rolls his eyes annoyed.

"No, they are not. They're amazing," Alexa argues back with a small smirk.

"Would you two, please stop acting like children?" Nat says rolling her eyes.

"Anyway, let's watch the videos already," Fury says annoyed.

Nick Fury starts the videos.

[Act 0: The hidden past]

New York City

Midnight

An old Orphanage

It was a small Orphanage somewhere almost hidden in the darkest alley. A small light was shining next to the entrance door. The door was painted in an ugly green almost brown colour and it has small cracks in the paint.

There was a wood sign with the name „The Hollow Woods".

Samantha gasps slightly as she read the name on the sign.

"What is it?" Wanda asks he rand looks at her slightly concerned.

The rest of the Avengers also look at her.

Samantha stares at the sign quietly before she looks at Wanda and then at the others.

"I...lived in there...I lived in the Orphanage," She says or more as she breathes it out.

"Really? You have never told us," Nat looks at her.

"To be fair, there's a lot of things that I haven't told you about me," Sam says shrugging.

"The Hollow Woods...Hmm, I have never even heard of this Orphanage. And I have donated a lot of money to different Orphanages," Alexa says.

"Well...I could tell you why you haven't heard of it..." Sam starts.

Everyone looks at her curiously.

"...But I think this would count as a spoiler, right? So, I'm not gonna tell you," She says with a small smirk.

Alexa groans slightly disappointed.

Tony rolls his eyes annoyed.

Clint, Pietro and Thor are grinning at her amusingly.

Steve and Bruce smile as they shake their heads.

Nat rolls her eyes like Tony but she also wears a small smirk on her face.

Wanda smiles slightly. She is not trying to look inside her head.

Sam hides a few things and she is not ready to tell them to anybody. She made Wanda promise her to not look inside her head unless Sam herself allows her or when it's absolutely necessary for example when she loses control over her power.

But even though Wanda doesn't even try to look inside Sam's head. She can't help herself, she still sees that the images of the old Orphanage make Sam feel a little bit homesick.

A woman covered in a black cloak walked towards the Orphanage and placed two bundles on the stairs.

A one or maybe a two-year-old little girl with black hair. She was wrapped in a warm wool blanket together with a 6 month-year-old boy.

They both cuddled together trying to find warmth.

"This is the only way to keep you safe from them. I'm sorry, my darlings.I hope you'll forgive me, One day." A female voice cried quietly as she gave a small, what seems a goodbye kiss, on the forehead to both of the kids.

Everyone looks at the scene with a sad look.

Bruce is slightly upset that the woman put the children on cold stairs but he understands that the woman was desperate to bring her children in safety.

Sam stares in thoughts at the two kids. She tries to remember if she saw them in the Orphanage. The little boy looks very familiar.

Wanda, Alexa and Natasha notice Sam staring at the two kids and the three also look at them.

"Please, take care of your brother, Sam," The woman whispered.

"Huh?" Everyone exclaims shocked and looks at Samantha who is looking very confused at the screen.

"That's....me?" She says as she looks closer at the girl.

"Well, she does have the same hair colour as you," Clint points out.

"AWW YOU'RE SO CUTE AND TINY," Thor says grinning widely.

The rest looks closer at the little girl and then at Sam.

"Aww," A few say while Sam rolls her eyes blushing.

Suddenly her eyes widen and she almost jumps out of her seat.

"Wait! If the girl is me....then the woman....is probably....my..." Sam says and stares at the woman.

No one says anything because they see the look on Sam's face.

There is a mix of excitement, curiosity, confusion and an undefined emotion on her face.

"You're strong, you will protect him. I know that our little Jacky will be safe with you,"

"Is that your...brother?"Steve asks, he and the rest looks at her.

But Sam doesn't answer, she stares at the little boy with a very sad expression.

The excitement and curiosity disappeared all that's left is a very sad and guilty look on her face.

Sam unconsciously leans closer to Wanda slightly in searching of comfort.

Wanda looks at her and rubs her back softly.

"You'll be safe here and no one will hurt you in here. This is the only way you two will survive. Goodbye, my babies," The woman sobbed and ran away without looking back. As if she was afraid, that if she would stay there any longer, that she would change her mind.

"Jinxed it," Sam mumbles under her breath.

Wanda hears it and looks at her she realizes that something bad happened to her brother.

She puts an arm around Sam's waist and kisses the side of her head gently.

Sam lies her head on Wanda's shoulder.

[A few years later]

The inside of the Orphanage looked very old. The furniture, the toys...everything looked so broken and old. This place didn't seem safe for children to be here...And yet...there are children in here. There weren't as many as in the more modern Orphanages. But still quite a number of children.

Despite the old look of the Orphanage, the old and strict looking ladies (Iknow that there is a word for that but I forgot it). The children look healthy and happy.

A little five-year-old looking girl walked into a room.

"Hey! Look that's the freak of our Orphanage," An older boy (maybe 10-12 years old) says grinning.

"What did he just said!?" Alexa exclaims angrily and leans forwards.

"Did this little shit just called you a freak?!" Clint says angrily.

"HOW DARE HE?" Thor roars angrily as he almost jumps up.

While the others didn't say anything it was clear that they were all angry (understatement).

Bruce clenches his fist he tries to hold the big (Hulky) guy inside.

Steven sighs and shakes his head disappointed but also clearly pissed.

Pietro looks almost disgusted at the little boy as he clenches his jaw and glances between Sam and his sister.

Wanda closes her eyes and breaths slowly, trying to calm her down.

There are almost no emotions on Natasha's face except for the murderous look in her eyes.

Everyone is ready to kill this boy.

Sam looks at the others she slightly gulps, she almost feels bad for the boy.

The only thing she can think of is calming Wanda. She softly rubs her arm and smiles at her softly with the hope that it helps.

It does help...Wanda relaxes slightly. (slightly is the keyword here)

"Ah, yes! Hey, freak do you wanna use your freakish power on us again?!" Another says.

"Ohh! I am a scary Monster and I will kill you all by glaring at you," A third one mocked her.

"Oh, no, you little shit. I am the one who can kill you by glaring at you," Alexa growls angrily and her eyes glow red.

Nat puts a hand on her hand and calms her down. Before Alexa melts down the screen on accident.

Nobody but Wanda notices how Sam slightly flinches at the word "Monster"

Wanda looks at her with a concerned look.

Sam looks back at her and smiles slightly at her.

Wanda smiles back at her.

The boys surrounded her but there was no sign of fear on Samantha's face.

"You know, that you'll never be adopted because of how much of a freak you are?" One boy said laughing.

"Well...actually our little Sammy is adopted by us already," Tony says smirking.

"Don't call me little Sammy!"Sam exclaims.

"Actually she is basically adopted by Nat and Lexi," Clint says grinning at both them.

Alexa and Natasha both shrug with a small smile on their lips. They both don't even try to deny it.

Which is not surprising to anybody. Both of them immediately took the parents roles them moment Sam joined the Avengers.

They are ridiculously protective over her. It's actually quite funny to see them both trying to be parents. Especially when one of them is way more childish than their "own" child. (*Cough* Alexa *cough*)

"But your little brat of a brother would have a chance if it weren't for you, you know? Many parents are asking about him but once they realize that they have to take care of a freak as well, they take another child," Another one said

The young Sam clenched her fists but still looked coldly at the boys.

"You're standing in his way, Sammy," The third one added and he sounded slightly dangerous.

"If you want him to be happy and find a family. Then you'll have to take a leap from the top of the roof. Maybe then he'll at least will have a chance to get a family," The three said and laughed.

Oh, boy. Here we go, Sam, thinks as she looks at the shocked faces of her “almost” family.

"Did...did this little...peace of shit...just said that you should...commit suicide?" Tony says angry.

" I'M GOING TO KILL THIS LITTLE SHIT!" Thor yells angry as he grips his hammer angrily.

"Get in line," Alexa says.

"I'm gonna help you with that," Clint tells her.

"Me too," Pietro adds growling.

Even though Steve is not okay with killing children or civilians in general but only this time he'd make an exception.

Bruce takes a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

"Come on, guys. You can't just kill a little idiotic boy...besides, it wasn't the first time someone said this to me...or called me names like „freak" or„Monster"," Sam says shrugging and mentally facepalmed herself.

"Sam..." Nat says with a calmly but angry and deadly voice.

Sam feels the shivers run through her body as she looks at Nat.

"Where is this sucka now?" Nat asks further. [1]

"Ehh, probably dead," Sam says unsure.

"Good," Wanda says which slightly shocks Sam.

Natasha nods before she leans back slightly relaxed again.

Samantha looked at them angrily as they walk away laughing.

"Sam!" A young boys voice yelled her name.

Samantha immediately turned around with a smile, the anger inside her immediately melted away.

The little boy ran up to her.

"Where were you? I was looking everywhere for you," He said grinning.

"I...I was walking around...and while walking around. I found something for you," Sam said as she took a Comic out of her shirt and gave it to him.

"A Superhero Comic! Wow! Thanks!" Jack said and hugged her happily.

"Aww," Everyone exclaims.

Sam looks with a small sad smile at the screen.

"Hey! There you are. Come on, it's dinner time you two," An older lady said as she walked closer to them.

"Karla look what my sister found for me?!" Jack yelled and showed her the Comic.

"A Comic, wow. Your sister spoils you, soon you'll become a Superhero yourself and that's only because of your sister," The old Lady named Karla said and smiled towards Sam who had a sheepish grin on her lips.

"Now, go. Your sister is going to help me put the toys away right, little Sammy?" Karla said with a soft smile.

"Of course, miss Karla," Sam said as Jack ran off.

"And when I call you little Sammy you lose your temper," Tony says teasingly.

"She is the only one who is...was allowed to call me that....and I do not lose my temper," Sam says.

"So, you stole the Comic again, huh?" Karla asked Sam as they started to put away the toys.

"No, I didn't," Sam said with a small blush.

"Of course you didn't. You know usually, you would be scolded for stealing. But I'll close my eyes on it, again," Karla said and messed up Sams's hair. "Your brother is lucky to have you."

Sam smiled at her.

[At night]

"Sammy?" Jack asked quietly.

"Hmm?"Sam looked at him tiredly.

"Do you think I would be a great Superhero?" He asked her.

"You would be the best Superhero," She answered grinning.

Jack grinned at her before frowning slightly.

"Do you think we will ever be adopted?" Jack asked her.

"Someday...probably," Sam said.

"Tim was adopted yesterday and now all my friends are gone," Jack said sadly.

"Well, you have me," Sam said with a small smile.

"Sam, we always gonna be together right?" Jack asked her.

"Of course we will. I promise you that," Sam said.

[Time Skip]

"Jack?"Sam walked around the Orphanage looking for Jack.

"Hey! You little runt! Watch were you're going!" She heared someone yell.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw how a few boys were pushing Jack around.

"Goddamit! This vhole Orphanage is full of little shits!" Pietra exclaims angrily.

"Hey! Not completely full," Sam says.

"Did the adults didn't saw this happen? And did they ever done something to stop it?" Steve asks her.

"No...or at least I was the one who was punished the most of the time...cause you know me being a freak," Sam says, "Only miss Klara was the one who believed me and who treated me as a human being and not as a...monster,"

Alexa tries to calm herself down it's very rare for her to be angry. But the things that she sees on the screen makes her blood boil.

Nat puts her arm around her.

Sam froze for a moment before her eyes turned black and she walks towards them with a deadly expression.

Sam shudders slightly at her own deadly expression. Jeez, is that how I look when I'm angry? No wonder that people call me a monster.

One boy was about to punch Jack but Sam pushed them away and stood between them.

"Don't touch him!" She said in a deadly voice.

"Or what?" They said as the took a step towards her.

Sam notices how everyone tenses up slightly as they see the group coming towards her.

"Please, tell me that they didn't touch you...or your brother," Wanda looks at her.

"Don't worry, they didn't. I mean it," Sam says softly trying to calm everyone down.

Sam glared at them with her deadly black eyes.

She growled at them and a few very sharp fangs were seen in her mouth.

The boys took a step back startled as they noticed how angry Sam looked at them.

"Sammy?"Jack called her slightly scared.

Sam looked at him and her anger melts away immediately. Her eyes turned green again and her fangs disappeared.

"Are you okay?" She asked him calmly.

"Is it me or do you seem calmer here?" Clint points out.

"I only saw Wanda being able to calm her down so fast...and that's only after they started dating," Alexa says.

"That's true before that she was only able to calm her down while messing with her head," Tony adds.

"Guys, you do know that we're sitting right here, right?" Sam asks them.

"Well, before that it was almost impossible to calm her down. She went berserk for almost a month once. So, we had to keep her closed in an isolated room," Clint says.

"But why can Jack and Wanda calm her down while no one of us can?" Nat asks curiously.

"Eh...guys?" Sam tries to catch their attention.

"Well, she loves both of them," Clint says.

"Does that mean that she doesn't love us? Or not as much as them?" Pietro says playfully pouting.

"I guess so," Alexa says shrugging. "But why though?"

"Maybe, because they're not ignoring me when I'm in the room?!" Sam says slightly pissed.

"Ahh! There's a short temper again," Pietro says grinning.

"Shut up you overgrown Sonic! I do not have a short temper!" Sam exclaims.

A few people laugh at Pietro's new nickname while Pietro looks at her shocked.

Sam crosses her arms and smirks at him slightly.

"I'm fine," Jack answered smiling at her.

"D-Did you just saw h-how she looked at us?" A boy asked.

"Y-Yeah, she is really an m-monster!" Another one added.

"More like a demon! H-Her black eyes and fangs. She is a beast!" Another kid added.

Sam looked around at the kids who now called her names like "Monster", "Demon", "Best" and so on.

Samantha looks at her hands she refuses to look at the pitty looks of the others.

"Sam?" Wanda asks her softly but Samantha refuses to look at her.

"Just keep watching," Sam mumbles quietly.

Wanda caresses Sam's arm gently and kisses her cheek.

"What's going on here?!" An older lady yelled but this wasn't Karla this Lady looked very angry and didn't have the happy twinkle in her eyes.

"Sam tried to use her powers on us. She is a monster!" The boys yelled and pointed at her.

"Again?!You little freak! I swear if it weren't for Lady Karla I would kick your ass out of here! Come on!" The lady yelled at her.

She took her arm and pulled her after her.

"Sammy!"Jack yelled after her.

"What is she doing? Where is she taking you?!" Nat asks Sam.

Sam doesn't answeres she stares sat the screen.

"Sam?" Pietro asks her.

"You'll see," Sam says in an emotionless tone.

Everyone looks at the screen highly concerned except for Sam who has an emotionless look on her face.

A loud slap was heard through behind closed door and a painful yell.

"....Sam? Vhat exactly did she did to you?" Wanda asks her almost in tears.

Sam looks at her and frowns at her expression. "She was punishing me," She says calmly.

"Punishing you? For vhat?"Pietro asks her.

"For being a freak, for being amonster....for being born," She answeres.

Everyone's looking at her horrified.

"...And the worst thing is...At some point, I even believed I deserved it," Sam says looking at her hands.

"No, you didn't," Wanda mutters quietly as she holds Sam closer to her.

The "Punishment" went for a few minutes and all of the Avengers had a deadly look in their eyes.

[At night]

It was a quiet night. Everyone was fast asleep.

Sam sat up suddenly and hissed slightly.

She looked around everyone was asleep including her brother, who was asleep next to her.

Sam sniffed a bit and her eyes widened as she saw smoke coming from underneath the door.

"Jacky! Jacky! Wake up!" She shook her brother awake.

"Hmm? What is it, Sammy? What's that smell?" He asked as he rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"I don't know... but it's smell like...somethings on fire," Sam said.

"Sam...please, don't tell me...," Bruce says worried as he looks at her.

Sam doesn't answer she's really worried that the other will flip out and smash the screen.

Suddenly a loud screaming was heared and everyone jumped up in the sleeping room.

"What's going on?" A kid asked.

"I don't know!" Another exclaimed scared.

One kid walked towards the door and opened it.

A big fire flame burst through the door setting the kid on fire.

"Oh, my god!" Everyone exclaimed as the looked at it.

Almost all of the kids yelled or squealed scared.

Panik broke out and the kids tried to run out of the door.

"Sam! What are we going to do Sam! Are we going to die?!" Jack asks her in tears.

Sam looked at the fire completely shocked by what she just saw.

"That's not the time to freeze Sam!" Clint yells at her through the screen.

"Move! Get your ass out of there!" Tony yells.

Everyone is yelling at the screen except for Sam and Wanda.

Sam looks at her Family completely freaking out even though she is right there.

Wanda tightens her grip on Sam's hand while she still stares at the screen with wide eyes.

"No, we won't! Come on, we have to get out off here!" She said as she took his hand and tried to go through the panicking crowd.

"Yes! Move your ass!" Pietro exclaims.

They both were running through the Orphanages towards the exit. Thick Smoke and big, hot flames surrounded them.

The other children were yelling and crying but the only thing that Sam could hear was her own heart beating.

She tightened her grip on Jacks's hand slightly.

Suddenly she heard a cracking sound and she looked up.

She saw a wooden beam fall towards her and Jack. She quickly pushed him out of the way.

The wooden beam fell down on them.

"NO!" Everyone exclaims loudly as a few of them jump out of their seats.

So, here it is! The first (real) Chapter.

I hope you liked it.

[1] sucka (RUS) = Bitch

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fallingin-like · 5 years

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november 3

my cousins by @filteredred

see which other fics i’m reviewing this month! / my review request post!

this wonderful fic delves into tilda’s decision to give up the twins and how it was influenced by luther and maria. told from maria’s perspective, we get a better look at the rational behind what happened and, of course, we get to see kid!nicky and baby!twinyards.

first off, i really like the idea of this fic. it’s unique and i don’t think i’ve read anything exploring the cousins when they were really really young. it’s especially interesting to see this from maria’s perspective because it gives a better idea of the motivations behind the decisions made and how she rationalizes it all. it doesn’t justify any of the things that these characters did, but we get a better understanding of the situation they were in and why they they did these things. i think maria was the best person to use because she’s just trying to do her best, but she has to juggle trying to keep luther from being too angry, raising nicky, and a tilda who fluctuates wildly between being somewhat reasonable to absolutely terrible. it puts things into perspective for me and somehow it makes me empathize with them more. dealing with twins must be so overwhelming, maria, luther, and tilda are really in over their heads. even for a couple who have made the decision to have kids and have support from family/friends and are financially stable this is a really difficult time because everything is just so new. i must admit, i’ve never really thought about the hemmicks or tilda, just dismissed them as bad when in reality, people are complex, multi-faceted creatures that are all just trying to get through life in the way they have learned how. (although i really cannot stand drake. he is one that i just can’t get over and i guess that’s because he’s such a flat character in this series, we really don’t know much about him for this reason. and also, some people really just do bad things. anywAy)

parts that i really enjoyed in particular:

the contrast between luther and tilda, it’s really interesting seeing them interact because we know that they’re siblings and so they were raised in similar households but are almost opposites. it feels contrasting compared to andrew and aaron, who were twins and so similar in certain ways, but never lived together.

”i don’t think it was like that. i think she planned to build a life with him, and it hurt when she found out he’d been lying to her. and then he left.” excuse me how dare you make me feel things for tilda minyard. to see her in this light, with her behaviour as a way of covering up or denying the fact that she was hurt and pretending nothing is wrong and it’s not a big deal really reminds me of the twins. they seem to have inherited this coping mechanism and the instinct to distance themselves from other people to protect themselves.

”you cannot treat everything that you consider an imperfection with shame and judgment” you go maria!! also it’s really frustrating to see luther’s inability to see the good in people!!!

”i think nicholas reminds you of tilda. he talks too fast and too much and too loud. he laughs and sings and loves bright, bright things. he obeys you, but does not bend to your will” and “i see you trying to fit nicholas into your vision of perfection, just like your father did to you and tilda. i’m afraid you will push him away from us. i cannot lose my only son” i LOVE this take on the situation, i didn’t previously make the connection and wow it just fits so well

I LOVE HOW YOU WRITE NICKY!! he is just a bundle of joy and happiness and wonderful things. so enthusiastic and excited for everything, it makes it harder knowing what happens to him in the future and how that changes his behaviour. he is so cute and realistic with his view on the world. the bit about the diapers is absolutely adorable

”’what are some things that are orange?’…’pumpkins!’ nicky yelled. ‘kittens and foxes and the oranges from my breakfast!’” oh nicky is so precious and i love that he chose orange.

”remember when you played with bubbles and tried not to let them pop? touch them softly, just like that” wow i love that!

i love chapter 6 where we see maria and tilda bonding and getting along

”that lady is a VERY BIG DARK BROWN EGG!” and “you have lots of rings, you must be RICH!” oH MY GOODNESS NICKY!! hahaha this was so funny and exactly what a child would say and it’s even better knowing it is nicky.

i can’t quite put the last few chapters on my list because they were just too heartbreaking. i had grown so hopeful and it was just so sad to see that after all that, the decision was still made to give up the boys, and later to take back aaron. and oh oh, to think that they believed that the boys would never know they were twins. you ended this so well and it was so complete. this whole fic is very well written and entertaining. i would love to read a million more pages of the younger nicky you have here, learning and loving and growing. thank you so much for writing this fic, it’s amazing.

#my cousins #aftg fic review #raelle writes

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crispykingchan · 5 years

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Soul Among the Stars |Jungkook X Reader (part 1...?)

Hey so I started this fan fic a long time ago! Right after their first BBMA’s and I found it again and really liked it and I don’t know if I should continue it... would anyone be interested in reading more of this?? Any and all feedback is appreciated! <3

Italicized means spoken in Korean

Jungkook was always desperate to fall in love, he was so desperate in fact he even faked loving people hoping eventually he could fool himself into loving them, but it never happened. He just wanted someone to talk to, someone to hold and kiss, someone he could spoil with gifts and laugh with, but maybe he was just destined to never fall in love.

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Y/N was getting ready, I mean it wasn't every day you got to host the BBMA’s! You were an internationally famous singer and instead of being nominated for any of the awards, you had been asked to present it. You were very excited, but wait it gets better! Your favorite band would be there for the first time; the Kpop group BTS.

You had lived in Seoul for the first 10 years of your life before moving to America, because of this you were fluent in Korean and were excited to talk to the boys in their tongue.

Your stylist had just finished doing your hair and you looked in the mirror, your dress was beautiful and flattered your figure. You had to go slightly earlier to the Magenta Carpet because you were hosting, but you didn't mind, if you didn't do something you feared the butterflies in your stomach would consume you. You get in your limo and driving past you already see fans lining up, hoping to see their idols. You see a sign from one of your fans, you giggled and nearly blushed, no matter how long you had been a singer seeing fans was always the most surreal experience ever. You see lots of signs but one catches your eye;

“Kim Namjoon

Kim Seokjin

Min Yoongi

Jung Hoseok

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook”

With hearts all around it. Then it's struck you, you would actually be meeting them later. You nearly squealed, but then got nervous would you remember Korean when you saw them? What if you got nervous and forgot everything? You decided to go through a conversation in your head in Korean.

As nervous as you were the boys were worse, they had recently got informed that they would be interviewed by you. They had been fans of yours for the longest whenever they were driving anywhere it's your songs that would be blasting through the radio. Jin was freaking out because he couldn't find his tie, Tae was wearing one shoe looking frantically for the others, Jungkook was reciting the English alphabet and Jimin was in the bathroom fixing his hair. The stylist Noonas were chasing them trying to calm them down and get them ready for the Magenta Carpet.

You had finally arrived at the entrance where you saw your co-hosts Vanessa Hudgens and Ludacris, Vanessa saw you a huge grin on her face before hugging you. You hugged her back and then inspected each other's dresses, “You look so good!” Vanessa said excitedly, you thanked her before complimenting her. You guys talk until it's minutes away from the beginning of the Magenta Carpet event.

The event was pretty uneventful (hah) until you saw BTS walking up the carpet. At least you didn't have butterflies anymore, you now had a herd of wild elephants rampaging in your stomach. You swallowed the saliva that had built up as you waved at them with a practiced smile. They walked towards you after getting their pictures taken. They must've been informed of your interview. The camera crew told you that you had a minute before you went live so you decided to introduce yourself, “Hi, I’m Y/N it's great to meet you guys! I'm a big fan of you guys,”

Namjoon nodded before quickly translating for the boys, “Y/N says she is a fan of ours!” They looked surprised, “Tell her we’re big fans of her too!” Taehyung said excitedly. You tried to hide a smile, you could understand exactly what they were saying but decided to keep it a surprise for the interview. “We are huge fans of yours as well,” Namjoon translated, you smile, “I'm honored!”

“30 seconds till we're live,” the crewman says. You nod in acknowledgment. You get the mic and they stand facing the camera. The cameraman puts his hand up counting down on his fingers. “Hello everyone, I'm here today with the amazing, history makers; BTS!!”

Namjoon says, “Hello we are BTS,” you ask them questions, Namjoon translates flawlessly but finally your time has come, “Ok last question before we go,” They all nod, “So, far how are you guys liking your time here in America?” They all looked shocked that you spoke in Korean, you chuckle. “Let me quickly translate what I said, I asked about their time here in America, but I asked it in Korean,” J-Hope looks at you before saying, “So you can speak Korean? Did you understand us the whole time?” You nod,

“Yes, I could understand you the whole time!” They look at each other shocked again. You turn to the camera, “They are surprised that I can speak Korean, but anyway that's all the time we have for now. But look forward to more BTS on the Magenta Carpet, see you soon.” You finish and continue smiling at the camera until he says that we aren't live. You breathed a sigh of relief, “I hate interviews they make me so bored, but that was really fun! I'm glad I got to interview you guys,” They smile at you,

“We didn't know you could speak Korean?” J-Hope says excitedly, you grin at him and shrug your shoulders, “I don't have to be on the Magenta Carpet anymore so you guys wanna go in together? I wanna talk to you guys a little more, if that's ok with you guys?” They all nod and you walk in together, the actual show only starts in an hour so you could sit with them until you had to go present.

You guys got along really well and you were a bit sad when you were told that you had to get ready for the start of the show. You waved, “See you guys after the show! You guys are coming to the after party, right?” They look a bit unsure, “Don't worry guys, you don't have to talk anyone and if someone starts talking RM and I can translate!” That seems to ease them a little, someone taps your shoulder, “20 minutes till show starts!” You nod and take the mic from his hand.

“Bye guys see you after!” You say as you leave to get into position, you stand next to Vanessa and then the show starts.

The show went wonderfully and went by really quick before you could blink it was over. The after party had begun, but you were changing your long dress to a dress better fit for dancing. You quickly finished and went to the venue, when you got there you craned your neck looking for the boys. You saw them talking to the Chainsmokers, they seemed happy. You were about to walk over to them when you saw Nicki Minaj. She turned to look at you and a smile appeared on her face you rushed over to her and hugged her. You briefly talked about the night, but you quickly excused yourself to go talk to the boys. “Hi guys!” They turn to look at you and smile. You smile back, excited you could talk to them again. “Y/N!” Taehyung exclaims happily. Suga even spares a smile. “Are you guys enjoying the party?” They nod their heads, “We have gotten to meet so many people we admire, people we look up to and they actually know who we are and want to talk to us and congratulate us, it's an amazing experience,” Namjoon says.

“I usually don't enjoy these after parties but this one seems like it's gonna be fun, I mean I get to talk to you guys!” You exclaim.

The party seems to go by very quickly and before you knew it it was 1 am. The boys had all gone to the bathroom except Jungkook who had stayed behind as he “didn't need the bathroom”. You didn't mind his company, even if he was a bit quiet. “Jungkook oppa why are you so shy? You can talk to me, I don't bite,” You grin at him, he smiles a bit,

“You have been my idol for years and to do everything you did so young! You were why I auditioned, you aided my decision to pursue a career in music. So of course I'm a little shy,” he doesn't make eye contact, you are shocked. Really? He had done this because of you? You felt yourself blush a little, “Oppa, for the past year and a half, you had been my biggest inspiration!” He glances at you his expression unreadable, “I was amazed at all BTS had managed to accomplish and you the maknae were doing just as well as your hyungs!” You looked at him and saw that he was staring at you his mouth open slightly, before he closed it and you both chuckled.

You spent the rest of the party talking and joking with Jungkook. He was really easy to get along with and when you both went home at the end of the party you felt yourself missing him. You face planted on your bed and soon as you got home. You sighed getting this dress and makeup off would be so much work. You may as well start you open your purse and see a piece of paper; it had someone's number on it. You giggled, “ Your favorite Golden Maknae” you added the contact to your phone and would message him in the morning. You took off your makeup, undid your hair and had a shower. The hot water helped relive some of your tiredness. As you thought back on the night you mind automatically went to Jungkook. You blushed, you had barely known him a few hours but you already felt a connection, but you couldn't be sure exactly what that meant. You wrapped the towel around you and put on your sleepwear before climbing into bed, all of the nights activities catching up to you as you fell asleep.

The next morning you awoke with the sun glaring into your eyes, you sat up and said, “Fuck you sun,” glaring at the light peaking through your curtain. You sit up and stretch you arms above your head, you look at your clock; 9:14. You get you phone clicking on Jungkooks contact, cleverly named Jungkook. You send him a message just saying that it's you. With minutes he responds, you hadn't even finished brushing your teeth. You look at the message, ‘Hello! How are you? Are you free any time soon? Maybe we could meet up soon?’

You respond with; ‘Of course I have the whole day off! I just finished a tour so I have a week or two off!’

He responds quickly, ‘Ok, I have a couple interviews today but tomorrow we can meet for coffee in the morning?’ You smile, he wasn't from here so you thought of all the coffee shops you liked. ‘How about we go to this café my friend owns?’

‘That would be nice!’

‘What room are you staying in?’

‘It's room 215 on the 10th floor’ You smile he was two floors below you.

‘Ok I will meet you there at 8?’

‘It's a date! 😉’ you blushed, without realizing that Jungkook was blushing twice as hard, he couldn't believe he had said that! Would you not want to go to coffee with him now? Would it be awkward? Would….

‘See you on our date then 😉’ You blushed saying that and his blush however bad it was before was 10 times worse. You suddenly realized what this meant, you were going on a date with Jungkook! You squealed into your pillow, Jungkook mirroring you two floors below (more manly of course but he still squealed). Since you had the day off you did various tasks around the house and made breakfast. After you had eaten all the breakfast you decided to play a bit of Overwatch.

You didn't last long, people in competitive were irritating you so you decided to watch some tv. You checked your social media and decided to tweet some things before going onto your private Tumblr, it was what you used when you wanted to shitpost or fangirl. You checked and everyone was talking about BTS and the BBMAs, your name was sprinkled around, but there was one post that caught your attention;

“Jungkook and Y/N???

Ok but Jungkook and Y/N need to date! They would be so cute together and they totally had chemistry during the BBMAs!!!!”

You chuckled but saw that it had a ton of notes. You searched for Jungkook X Y/N and saw many results apparently you and Jungkook had become an extremely popular ship, but not only you and Jungkook, but you and Taehyung, you and Rap Monster and you and Yoongi were also really popular ships! You knew that shipping was a thing but never thought about your ships, you curiously clicked on a fan fiction link, an angst fanfic with you and Jungkook.

After about ten minutes you were completely invested in this story, and when Jungkook cheated on you, you almost actually phoned him before remembering it was a story. You calmed down a bit before continuing. It's was only five minutes later and you were in a tears, you clicked the next chapter button and saw that they hadn't posted the next chapter! You slam you hand on the table, “What? What the heck? How could they just end it there? They must like to see readers in pain!” You groan loudly and dive onto you bed, you pick you phone next to the bed and decide to quickly tweet the picture you took with BTS yesterday. Comments quickly flooded in, there were the nice ones hoping for a collab (now that people knew you spoke Korean it didn't seem too far-fetched) and then there was the hate, people saying that you were not pretty enough or good enough to hang out with BTS, but after being in the music business for 6 years you had developed a tough skin. It was hard when you first started out because you were only 13 when you came into the music industry and some how had managed to stay relevant until now. You checked your phone, it was 6pm?! Time had really flown by you didn't know you had been on your laptop that long. You had a text from an Unknown number, you opened your phone and read the message, “Hi! 😝 This is Taehyung! I stole Jungkooks phone and got your number!” You smiled, you quickly saved his contact as TaeTae🐶 and decided to quickly change Jungkooks contact to Kookie🍪. You responded to Taehyung’s message, “Hey Tae-Oppa(Can I call you Tae?)” His response was quick, “You can call me Tae if I can call you N/N” Tae’s nickname was very cute, so you had to let him call you that, “Of course Tae-Oppa😉”. He took a while to respond, “Yay! Talk later N/N! (Bout to do an interview 😫)” You giggles Tae was adorable, but little did you know Jungkook was thinking anything but. He didn’t know Taehyung had taken his phone and gotten your number until he noticed him staring at his phone and smiling “Who you talking to Hyung?” Jungkook questioned. Taehyung beamed, “Y/N of courseeee”

“What!? How’d you get her number?”

“I just borrowed your phone I hope you don’t mind Jungkookieee” Taehyung then stood up and casually walked out the room, Jungkook felt jealous rear its ugly head, but… why? Sure you guys were going on a coffee “date” but was it really a date? Or were you just saying that to be polite… these thoughts raced through his head. Guess he’d have to wait and see.

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bisexualstokes-archive · 5 years

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Ten Across

Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 3468 Characters: Nick Stokes, Gil Grissom Summary: Nick has a last minute emergency at work, and asks Grissom to babysit his kids, Madison and Parker, who ask Grissom why their dad doesn't like ants. Notes: Something to make up for the angst-fest that was Hellbound. GSR implied, Nick's partner is left up to the reader!

@hands-christian-handersen @deltajackdalton, this your fault specifically, @impossiblepluto, @altschmerzes, @dannilea, I just feel obligated to tag you three in any nick and grissom friendship fics I write.

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“Uncle Grissom’s here! Uncle Grissom’s here!” Madison screams, running down the stairs towards the front door. The six year old was clutching two books, one on grasshoppers and one on hummingbirds.

“Uncle Gil’s here? Awesome!” Parker shouts from the couch. The nine year old was too busy playing his video game to turn his head towards the door.

“Daddy, Uncle Grissom’s heeeeeeeere!”

“Yes, Maddie, I heard you the first time,” Nick laughs as he continues to multitask, writing down names and phone numbers, packing up his backpack, trying to adjust his tie. He rushes out of the kitchen, nearly knocking into his daughter and dog (who surely would have told him “Uncle Grissom is here,” if he could speak english) to open the door for his former boss.

Grissom must have heard Madison’s shouts, because he is smiling as Nick welcomes him in.

“Hey, Gris, thanks again, man, I know it’s...last minute,” Nick seems to linger on those two words, his brow furrowed as he keeps trying to adjust his tie.

“My pleasure, Nick,” Grissom replies as he pets Sam, the dog with one hand, while the other is pulled by Madison.

“Uncle Grissom, look at the books Daddy gave me! This one’s about hummingbirds, and this one is about grasshoppers--I mean, Acri--Acridim…”

“Acridomorpha. That’s very interesting, Maddie! I brought some books of my own, for you to look at, until bedtime, of course,” he added, winking at Nick. He pulls a book out on atlas beetles, showing it to Madison, who beams brightly.

“Beetles! Did you know that the lava is capable of biting?”

Nick laughs at Grissom’s look of bewilderment.

“That’s larvae, Mads!” Parker beckons from the couch. “Dad told you a million times, jeez! Hi, Uncle Gil!”

“Hello, Parker.”

“So my son gets to call you ‘Gil,’ but I don’t?” Nick pouts, waving Grissom into the kitchen. He pours himself a cup of coffee from a pot that’s still half-full. “Coffee?”

“Thank you. And yes, he does, he helps me with my crosswords.”

“Pfft, so did I...once or twice...I think. Anyway, here’s a list of emergency contacts, they both just had dinner--I gave them desert already so don’t let them tell you otherwise. Madison goes to bed at 8, Parker at 9. I shouldn’t be long, I’ll try to be back as soon as I can, I swear--”

“Nick, it’s okay, you know I love spending time with the kids.”

Nick smiles, patting Grissom on the shoulder before running out the back door.

“They love you to, you know. Maybe even more than me.”

“I highly doubt that, Nicky, my boy.”

Nick leaves, still grinning, and Grissom has a moment’s silence, before the energy of the house rises to a frenzy. Sam circles around with a toy in his mouth, begging Grissom to play with him. Madison is jumping up and down, reciting facts about all the books in Grissom’s briefcase. Nick’s birds are chirping, disturbed by all of the sudden noise. Parker turns the television up a bit louder, scoots himself closer to the screen.

The energy reminds him of the lab, the buzz of voices talking, people rushing through the small building. It also reminds him of a much younger, clean-shaven Nick Stokes, playing video games with Warrick Brown, excitedly talking about birds, cranking up the music playing in the DNA lab as he hangs around with Greg Sanders.

So, in a situation where he would suffer a migraine, he was smiling, because he expects nothing less from the Stokes residence.

The initial chaos dies down after a few minutes, and everyone is at peace until Madison’s lower lip begins to tremble, mid-rant about the parrot that was currently squawking in the corner of the room, and she falls silent.

“Maddie, what’s wrong?” Grissom asks softly, noticing the young girl’s sudden silence.

“I...I m-miss Daddy!” she begins to cry.

“Pfft, I don’t,” Parker mumbles.

“It’s okay, Madison, he’ll be home soon enough,” Grissom comforts her, shooting Parker a warning look. Parker gulps and falls silent, he’s got Nick’s anxiety Grissom briefly thinks. He places a hand on her shoulder, lifting her chin gently to look into his face. “When you wake up in the morning, he’ll be here.”

“P-promise?”

“I promise.”

“Okay…” she sniffles, but Grissom can sense that their promise offers little comfort. He glances towards his briefcase, noticing that only three of the five books were taken out and placed on the floor, before Madison got distracted by the bird.

“I think there’s some more books in my briefcase, if you wanted to take a look at them.”

Madison’s tears faded away, and she grinned. Grissom can’t help but see how much her smile reminds him of Nick’s. She gets up and runs back towards the case, and Grissom sits down on the couch, beckoning Nick’s dog to jump up on his lap.

Parker throws down the controller in frustration, running his hands through his hair.

“Ugh, I’m terrible at this game! I just died, again, and now I have to start all over!” he whines, beginning to pace around the room.

“Maybe a fresh start will help you see things in a different perspective,” Grissom told him. “Like a puzzle.”

Parker sighed, throwing himself next to Grissom on the couch.

“Yeah...or maybe I just need a break.”

Grissom dug out a piece of folded paper in his pocket, and handed it to Parker.

“Here, I brought this for you. I think it’s time you try it on your own.”

Parker unfolds it, it’s a crossword puzzle.

“You think I’m ready?” Parker asks him, his eyes shining bright. Determined eyes, just like Nick’s.

“I know you’re ready, Parker.”

Parker grins, and runs off to find a pencil. Grissom turns off the television, still stroking Sam with his right hand. There is peace for the next hour, bedtime is growing closer and closer. Parker seems to have moved to the kitchen table, Grissom can hear him reciting the clues, thinking out loud.

Madison, however, is suspiciously quiet, which Grissom knew wasn’t a good sign.

“Uncle Grissom!” she suddenly wheezes behind him, startling both him and the dog.

“Yes, Maddie?” Grissom asks in a slightly annoyed tone.

“Daddy’s never told me about this bug!”

Grissom’s heart sinks as he stares at the book Madison is holding up. It’s a book on fire ants.

“He doesn’t like ants at all, I don’t know why, I think they’re cute,” Madison keeps talking. Parker looks up from the table in the other room, and Grissom can’t help but see a younger Nick, a haunted look etched all over his face. Did Nick tell Parker what happened, why he doesn’t like fire ants?

“Sometimes one will crawl on me and I’ll talk to it, but then Daddy brushes it off me,” Madison keeps saying. Parker makes eye contact with Grissom for a moment, a worried look on his face, before he shakes it off and looks back at the puzzle.

“He told me they bite, but they never seem to bite me.”

“Hey, Maddie, I think it’s getting close to bedtime,” Grissom tells her, gently lifting the book of ants out of her hands. Madison pouts, but starts to walk up the stairs. Grissom follows behind her, standing awkwardly in the hallway as she brushes her teeth and changes into her pajamas in the bathroom. When she’s ready, Grissom guides her into her bedroom, and reads her a story about a woodpecker. She sits, listening very intently, but a yawn escapes her body as Grissom finishes the story.

“...the end.”

“Aw, can I have another story? Five more minutes, pleeeeeeease?”

“Remember our promise? The sooner you go to bed, the sooner you’ll get to see your Dad.”

“Fine. But..can I keep the fire ant book?”

Grissom thinks for a minute, torn between wanting to let this curious young girl learn more about a topic she is very interested in, but worries as to how Nick would react if he found out about it.

“I don’t think that would be a good idea, Maddie, because your dad really doesn’t like ants, but I’ll tell you what, the next time you’re at my house, you can read it all you want.”

Madison hugs Grissom’s waist, before hopping into bed, pulling the blanket over her.

“Can you put on the nightlight?” she asks in a worried whisper, as Grissom begins to walk out of the room. He smiles and obliges.

“Goodnight, Madison,” Grissom says to her, turning off the main light to the bedroom.

“Goodnight...Uncle...Cisco…” Madison breathes as she drifts off into dreamland.

Grissom walks back downstairs, where Parker is still sitting at the kitchen table, but the crossword is blank. He seems to be lost in thought, his eyes dark, his thick eyebrows furrowed. It’s a look Grissom knows all too well, one that is usually accompanied by the word “why,” spoken by another Stokes mouth.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Grissom asks the young boy. Parker looks up at him, licking his lips.

“Why doesn’t Dad like ants?” Parker asks.

“I...don’t think that’s for me to answer.”

“Why not? I’m nine years old, I’m not--I’m not a baby like Maddie!”

“Have you tried asking him?”

“I did, and he just gets...sad.”

“Your father will tell you when he’s ready.”

Parker huffed, crossing his arms, and clenched his jaw. Another look, that Grissom knew well.

“That’s not the only thing on your mind, though, is it?”

“He gets mad with me...a lot. Almost took my video games away yesterday.”

“Oh? What did you do?”

“Well, the first time, last week, I had gotten out of bed in the middle of the night, I was so close to beating this level that I just wanted to try, one more time, and he caught me sneaking through the house--I think I scared him, and...he had something behind his back though, and he wouldn’t show me. He always shows me what he’s doing, but instead, he just...told me to get my ‘ass’--oh, sorry, Uncle Gil--’butt’ back in bed.”

Grissom fills in the blanks of the story. Didn’t take a forensic investigator to realize, how worried Nick must have been, to hear someone walking through his house at night. He pictures a troubled Nick, gun drawn, walking cautiously through the halls, eyes fixated on the ceiling above him, before being startled by the young boy.

“The second time we were at the park, when Maddy was playing with the ants a-and he told us to stay away from them b-but I just wanted to look at them and I found the ant’s home and was playing around with it until he told us we were going home cause I wouldn’t listen, he didn’t yell but he just got...sad again, like he was...disappointed.”

“And the third time?”

Parker falls silent for a moment, and his lips begin to quiver, just as Madison’s did earlier. His eyes grow damp, and Grissom’s heart rate rises to a dangerously high amount, worrying about what he’s about to hear.

“Me and Mads were--were playin’ a-and I, I didn’t mean to hurt her, I suh-swear…” Parker begins to mumble, his voice shaky, his accent thickening. “We...we were playin cops n robbers and I was the cop and she was the robber, and I c-caught her, so I had to put her in jail and…”

He falls silent again, Grissom can sense the tremendous amount of guilt and shame from the young boy. He feels bad, allowing this innocent boy to relive an experience that has apparently caused him a lot of grief, but he knows that if he truly is Nick’s son, talking it out with Grissom would help him in the long run.

“I pushed her into th-that closet, over there!” he cries, pointing to the small closet in the living room area. The door is open, Grissom can see that it’s just barely enough standing space, not to mention all the coats and shoes littered inside.

“It was just part of the game, but it--she--it was so dark and she’s scared of the dark and she started yellin’ at me to let her out, an-and then she started screaming a-and Daddy came runnin’, threw the door open and yelled at me…”

Grissom’s mouth tightens to a frown, and reaches for Parker’s hand in an effort to comfort him. It seems to work, the boy’s tears stop and he sits up straight, wiping away his face with his free hand.

“He...He ‘pologized to me later, even let me stay up late that night to play my game...but...I thought I heard him cryin’ when I walked by his room on my way upstairs...Why won’t he tell me what’s wrong? Is-is it because he doesn’t like me?”

“Your dad...your dad’s been through a lot, Parker, I won’t lie to you,” Grissom sighs. He struggles to think of something to say, flipping back through flashcards of phrases to use when talking to the families of victims, but none of them seem to tell him how to address the son of one of his closest friends, who just wants answers to questions Grissom’s not authorized to answer.

“But he loves you, more than anything in this world, okay? You’ll never disappoint him, even if he gets angry with you sometimes. You know, he used to get angry with me sometimes, too.”

“He did?” Parker asks, his eyes wide in shock. He lets out a small giggle as Grissom nods.

“You just have to be...patient with him. He’ll tell you about the ants, when he’s ready.”

“You think so?”

“He told me,” Grissom replies, matter-of-factly. “You know what else he told me? That your Aunt Sara once got sprayed by...a skunk and she still smells really bad.”

Parker bursts out into a fit of giggles, and Grissom knows the hard part of his job is done. The easy part is giving Parker a special treat, chocolate covered grasshoppers. Helping him with the crossword, even though he claims he’s “got it” without Grissom’s help. Grissom educating him on some of the more complicated words, with Parker listening to him as if it was the most important lesson in his life.

The hour came and went, almost too quickly for either of their liking, but they only had a few more to go…

So Grissom lets him stay up, just “a few more minutes”...which was an hour ago.

“Okay, Parker, it’s time for bed, I let you stay up long enough.”

“Aw, but Uncle Gil, I got one more!”

Parker’s back is to the door, he doesn’t seem to notice as Sam runs to the door eagerly, scratching. Grissom can just barely see Nick’s smiling face on the other side of the door, gesturing for silence from Grissom with a finger on his lips as he gently opens the door. Grissom winks at him, as Parker continues to be undisturbed at the sudden commotion from the excited dog. Nick silently steps towards his son, crouching down and hovering next to him.

“Hmm...10 across, ‘what cows drink.’”

“That, my boy, would be ‘milk.’” Nick says, startling his son and making Grissom burst into laughter.

“Wha--Dad!” Parker blurts, nearly falling out of his chair. Nick joins Grissom in laughter, and Parker pushes him back playfully.

“That’s not the answer! It’s ‘water,’ cows produce milk!”

“Oh! Of course they do!” Nick exclaims, playing dumb to appease his son. He ruffles the kid’s hair. “Whoa, looks like you finished your first crossword! I’m so proud of you!”

Parker beams up at him brightly, as Nick lifts him up into a tight embrace. Grissom winks at Parker as Nick spins him around, making Parker giggle.

“But now, it’s time to go to bed, buddy,” Nick sighs as he sets his son back on the ground.

“Okay…” Parker mumbles, but runs around the table and gives Grissom a tight hug.

“Thank you, Uncle Gil.”

“Your welcome, Parker.”

Parker runs up the stairs, clutching the finished crossword puzzle, and Sam follows behind him. Nick sits down at the table, where Parker previously sat. He saw the small bag of chocolate covered grasshoppers, and smirks knowingly at Grissom before grabbing a handful.

“They weren’t too much trouble, I hope. Maddy’s been fighting bedtime, lately.”

“They were great, Nick, no trouble at all.”

“Parker’s been, uh...a handful lately.”

“So he told me.”

“Guilty conscience, just like his old man, huh?”

Grissom chuckles, and the two sit in silence for a few moments, before Nick takes off his glasses and rubs his eyes with his hands.

“Did he tell you about the closet thing?”

“Yeah,” Grissom sighs heavily. He suddenly feels a phantom pain in his shoulder, one he hasn’t felt in over a decade.

“Man, I was so...sometimes I wonder, you know, if I’m…if I’m not...messin’ them up somehow...”

“Nick,” Grissom begins sharply, trying to steer Nick away from any self-depreciation, before softening his tone. “Look, I know that I’m not the most...educated person on this subject matter, but for what it’s worth, I think you are an excellent father of two bright, wonderful children, who are proud to call you their father.”

Nick’s lips curl into a smile, and he sniffles.

“I’d say you know a lot, man, you basically were like our second dad, back in the day, you know? You gave us advice, you set us on the right path, you were so patient and...you listened.”

Both men sit in stunned silence, at the sudden realization of the true nature of their relationship, which had, until now, been solely unspoken. Nick clears his throat and gets up from the chair, awkwardly asking Grissom if he wanted anything to eat or drink, before Grissom mentions he needed to get going, because Sara should be coming back home any minute now.

Nick reaches his arm around Grissom’s shoulder, as Grissom sticks out his hand for a handshake, and they clash in a clumsy embrace.

“Thanks again, Gil!” Nick calls out to him as he walks off of the Stokes’ porch. Grissom looks back at him, shaking his head.

“No."

“Still?” Nick winces.

“Respect your elders, Nick.”

Nick laughs and watches as Grissom drives off. He does a sweep of the house, checking all the doors and windows before shutting off all the lights and heading upstairs. He checks in on Madison, surrounded by stuffed animals, he can see a smile in the faint glow of her night-light.

He checks in on Parker, who is doing a poor job of pretending he’s asleep, as Sam lays curled up at the foot of the bed. Nick enters the room, sits on the bed. He adjusts the blanket to cover his son’s body completely, and gently removes the comic book and flashlight from underneath his pillow.

“He still doesn’t like me calling him ‘Gil,’” he sighs to his son, whose eyes are shut tight, but Nick can see his ears twitch upward at the mention of his favorite uncle.

“I...I know I said it before, but I really am sorry for what happened yesterday. You didn’t know, what you were doing and, uh…”

He takes a deep breath, and strokes his son’s hair out of his face.

“It’s my job, you know, to catch bad guys, put them in jail but...sometimes...the bad guys win. We catch them, but it doesn’t take away the bad things they’ve done. Sometimes they get away with it, but the...things they do to hurt people, it doesn’t go away. And one day, when you’re older, I’ll tell you all about those times, where I….why I...But, it’s…”

Another deep breath, Sam whines slightly, placing his head on Nick’s lap.

“You know, I was nine years old, just like you are, waiting for my...mom to get home and I-I want you to know, Parker, no matter how angry or sad I get, I will never stop loving you, okay? You can always talk to me about anything you want.”

He places a soft kiss on his son’s forehead.

“I promise.”

He gets up and walks out of the room, wiping his eyes as he takes one last look at Parker, who, for all Nick knew, did genuinely fall asleep. He smiles in disbelief, what did he do to deserve these two little angels? He shuts the door gently behind him, leaving the flashlight and comic book on the ground, knowing that Parker will need them for his nightly adventures later. He’s completely unaware, of the four words spoken in a whisper from his son’s lips as he drifts off into a blissful dreamland.

“I love you, Dad.”

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