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#Nicki Gee~
berenixium · 2 years
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Okay, I have these stupid long essays in my head comparing the S2 dads with the S1 dads
Full of specific evidence and explanations and all that... What I *don’t* have is the time to write those up without destroying myself. 
So instead, what I have for you here are some point-form notes full of my hot takes, predictions and senseless switching between second and third tense!
Will these make sense to anyone? Fuck I hope so, but honestly who can say. Nevertheless, I need to get these thoughts out of my head so that I can move on to other stuff. Bulk of the post below the cut, cause it’s long, but here’s a little peek at the structure/mappings:
Sparrow = Glenn
Grant = Henry
Terry Jr. = Darryl
Nicky = Ron
Got that? Okay then, let’s get into it!
Sparrow and Glenn
It’s obvious that you love your son to death, but he wants so badly to hear that you’re proud of him and you are so, so bad at offering that
“Loss of fatherhood status” as a looming threat thank you Jodie and Lark
Probably the most controversial/polarizing/scrutinized dads of their seasons?
The pen is mightier than the sword but if that doesn’t work, yeah, they will kill you
Actually the friendliest with the kids that aren’t their own/the most willing to take them seriously (no really!!!)
I think this is likely gonna be viewed as a hot take for Sparrow but… These two trust their kids and believe in their ability to make their own decisions the most!
This is partially reflected in their lax parenting styles. And yet…
Quite willing/able to step in and be protective/draw a line when required
Greatest tendency to think of things with respect to the long-term (and “play the long game” more generally), also reflected in their parenting.
Somehow resilient to the point that it’s a flaw
Something something sneaky bastards that hold their cards very close
Overall, perhaps most heavily in contrast with Henry and Grant
If Sparrow really is Glenn: It’s gonna get better, I think, but first it’s gonna get much worse. Fate will force you to finally acknowledge your trauma, and in the meantime… You’re gonna carry that weight.
Grant and Henry
The pride, love, and acceptance you have for your son(s) is endless, and we love you for that
But you’ve failed to prepare them for the real world, and they will suffer as a result
As far as you’re concerned they can be whoever they want to be… As long as they don’t end up like you!
Very keen on not making the same mistakes as their fathers
Reactive, impulsive… But means well!
Really, such big hearts… And so much self-hate
Just constantly going through it, really
The thought of your kid hating you is a deeply terrifying one, and unfortunately fate seems to have it out for you
When push comes to shove, they struggle to have faith in their sons, and tend to baby them
Tendency to second guess and overthink, but this makes them flexible, and capable of self-reflection
Probably put the most conscious effort into being a good parent and adapting to their sons’ needs
As established, polar opposite of Sparrow and Glenn
If Grant really is Henry: oh god oh fuck ohhhh god oh fuuuuck You’ll try so very hard to make sure your son still loves you but… Will you ever learn to love yourself?
Terry Jr. and Darryl
You both try really hard to give your kid the dad that you had, who you loved dearly
But… They don’t need *your* dad
Absolutely overflowing with unconditional love
Struggle to give their kids space, and a bit oblivious to this fact
(Related) They try quite hard to be there for their kid it’s just… Never quite in the way that their kid wants/needs
“Tough love” is near impossible for them
Seriously they’re such pushovers for their kids lol
Particularly protective
Probably the most well-rounded and emotionally stable, overall
Highest level of contrast with Nicky and Ron
If Terry Jr really is Darryl: The good news is, your kid actually really doesn’t hate you at all. The bad news is, it’s still gonna take you a while to figure out how to get through to them. But… You can do it!!!
Nicky and Ron
Yes, seriously, there’s something here I swear
It’s not that you don’t want to be present in your kid’s life you just… Don’t know how.
Seriously, for all intents and purposes you might as well have met your kid yesterday
And your relationship with your dad(s) is… Particularly confusing and complicated and ultimately marked by absence so… It’s not like you really have much to go off of!
Their kids? Well on the surface they couldn’t be bothered to care about having a new parental figure in their lives but… Is that even remotely true?
It’s not a question of being a perfect dad or getting it right on the first try, it’s a question of whether or not you’re willing to put in the effort and show that you actually give a shit beyond the bare minimum.
Contrast with Terry and Darryl
If Nicky really is Ron: He’ll step up!!! He’ll figure it out and find his way into his son’s life one way or another and… Probably be the best off by the end of the season tbh.
Okay that’s it that’s it thank you for entertaining my thoughts on this dear reader now I’m off to sleep!
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wtfforged · 11 months
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oh gee nicky, whadya have there? another gaggle of sketches of some dnd dude? oh man thats wicked 
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pixiegeldof · 4 months
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thank u for the tag @goldslick !!
shuffled my “on repeat” playlist and got hit with the following 10 songs:
smooth operator by sade
shining star by earth, wind & fire
FTCU by nicki minaj
table for two by nat & alex wolff
remember the time by michael jackson
freaking out the neighborhood by mac demarco
tainted love by soft cell
stayin' alive by the bee gees
white glove by dove cameron
pressure to party by julia jacklin
i'll tag @jlf23tumble @femininechrist @peaklesbian-look & @aboutmetamorphosis . happy holidays all!!
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oddlies · 3 months
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tag people you'd like to get to know better
tagged by:@schattenwerfenkeineschatten <3 ty!!! tagging: YOUUUUUUUU
favourite colour(s): purple, blue, pink
favourite flavour(s): salty and tart (like cheesecake, lemon meringue, and key lime pie)
favourite music: classic rock and pop, folk, some rap. my fave eras for music is 50s-80s especially, but i do like modern music, too.
favourite movie(s): alien, ghostbusters (1984), the barbie movie, the spiderverse movies, the mask
favourite series: community, star trek: deep space nine, star trek: the next generation, avatar the last airbender, quantum leap
last song: you should be dancing by bee gees
last series: star trek: deep space nine
last movie: mikey and nicky
currently reading: books for class :(
currently watching: videos and lectures for class :(
currently working on: homework :(
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vampzyke · 10 months
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OH EM GEE ... my music taste 🎧 🎶 headcanons for the batfam !!!! (only the ones i care for) VERY SELF INDULGENT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
dick grayson
okay so i think dick kinda listens to like, everything? but definitely always comes back to early 2000s pop :> &&& his fave artist is justin timberlake im sorry guys it just makes so much sense. PLEASE. and his fave song is summer love by jt, I'm right ok. DEFINITELY LOVED XTINA, BRITNEY, AVRIL LAVIGNE and MARIAH CAREY.
jason todd
okay. i honestly dunno what other people's hcs are BUT THIS MAN IS VERY MUCH INTO 90S GIRL GROUPS AND 2010 HIPHOP, basically whatever was trending back then. also he just loves women's voices like how can u Not. fave ggs are 702, SWV and Jade. he loves his trios for suure. for the hiphop stuff, i wanna say he rlly likes ludacris RANDOM I KNOW. but whenever i listen to sex room by ludacris i can't NOT think of Jason..
barbara gordon
minnie riperton. That's all i have to say. babs loves her sum 70s r&b/soul. And also somehow loves deftones. just makes sens okay.
cassandra cain
okay so im kinda thinking indie shit but also heavy metal???? Like off the top of my hand i can confidently say she listens to BFMV because i have been listening to your betrayal non stop recently. ALSO she loves black sheep from the scott pilgrim movie.
duke thomas
i heard someone say UK drill and now i want to DIE. no he listens to childish gambino and j cole and kendrick lamar. It's Canon just cuz
stephanie brown
anything that's trendy omg but also loves ice spice I'm calling it RN. steph loves female rappers from ANY time like lil kim, queen latifah, nicki minaj, missy elliot, city girls U NAME IT. and oddly enough is obsessed with zayn malik.
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umm0lly · 7 months
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oh em gee umbrella academy????? with my childhood crush nicky harper????? from the hit nickelodeon 2014 sitcom nicky ricky dicky and dawn???
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berenixium · 2 years
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Unravel - Nicki Gee -
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babacontainsmultitudes · 11 months
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okay okay holy shit *breathes* oh my god oh my god okay okay like okay
Lincoln's rationale about Garfield being adopted and introducing someone new to the family and how it relates to him and his dads was actually really really sweet
Lincoln is the purest boy ever actually and that really shined in this episode I think but also sweetie we need to talk about your dreams of killing your dads we-
ACTUALLY TAYLOR'S WHOLE THING IN HIS BIT ABOUT HIS MOM WAS REALLY WHOLESOME TOO AND OH FUCK IT BETTER NOT BE UNFORTUNATE FORESHADOWING
I literally don't even know where to start with Will's/Normal's bit but it was perfect. It was *perfect*. Too much to unpack for this post.
Everything about Hermie's feelings towards his father and how it very obviously relates to Norm's issues with Sparrow and I guess in like *some* sense Hermie is almost like a bad example off of which Norm needs to learn to reconcile his issues with his father and with validation more generally in like. A healthy and realistic way?
Oh gee Hermie oh yiikes oh gee oh fuck
AALLLL THE FUCKING DRAMA IN THIS
^ Understatement of the year
TAYLOR'S INSISTENCE ON GOING TO THE ISS IS EVERYTHING ACTUALLY
THE BABY IN THE FIRST EPISODE WAS STEWIE LMAOOOO
The fact that Nicky was just stuck there this whole time omg
LET TAYLOR HAVE ASTHMA COME ON
I didn't think they'd go to space. I didn't think we'd get Nicky this episode. I'm crying tears of joy
Nicky don't ever change you have a huge heart and exactly one braincell and you mean everything to me forever and always
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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andydrysdalerogers · 1 year
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The ABC's of Nick Vaughn - "L"
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Pairing: Reader x Nick Vaughn (Before We Go)
Summary: Children its time to learn your ABCs. And Nick Vaughn is here to teach you the lessons. 26 glimpses in the world of you and Nick Vaughn
Warnings: S-M-U-T!!!! (under 18 please leave the chat!) descriptions of sexual activity including some themes of BDSM, loss of virginity, fluffy bits, pet name etc...
The new upload will probably be Sundays and Thursdays. Have fun kittens! Also, the tag list is open!
A/N: This one is longer than usual because of context readers. Also, I have nothing against cheerleaders, jocks, homemakers etc. This one was based on personal experience.
I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site, even if you give me credit. DO NOT REPOST MY FICS. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated
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Previous: K - Kink
ABC Masterlist - Main Masterlist
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L - Location
Heading into Boston, you hold Nick’s hand as he drives, tracing patterns into his skin.  He looks over and smiles, bring your hand up to his mouth to place a gentle kiss. “Have I told you today that you look beautiful?” 
“Not in the last hour, no.” You giggle as you look out the window. You loved visiting Boston; Nick’s parents were great and welcoming. But this weekend was a little bit different.  It was Nick’s 20th high school reunion, and he was a little bit anxious to attend.  And he wouldn’t tell you why.  
After arriving at the Vaughn’s family home and having lunch, you went up to Nick’s old bedroom to get ready.  You set your hair into soft waves, romantic makeup on your face.  As you applied the red lipstick Nick loved so much, you saw the man in the mirror, looking a little down. “Honey, you ok?” 
He seemed to snap out of it.  “Yeah, sorry,” he shook his head. “I’m just a little lost in my thoughts.”  
“Is everything ok? You seem nervous.” You went to sit next to him, taking his hand.  
“Just not sure what to expect tonight.”  He sighed loudly. “I haven’t spoken to a lot of these people since we graduated.  I wasn’t exactly popular in high school.”  He hung his head. “I was a nerd.”  
“Everyone thinks that about themselves.”  
“No really.  Had braces, acne, bad haircut, the works.  I played in the marching band, and I had a crush on a girl.” He looked away. “Stephanie Winters. And I asked her to homecoming.  She said yes and then, when I went to pick her up, she had ditched me for Danny Adams, the running back.”  
“Oh, baby...” 
“I was humiliated and I never got to have a school dance.  I didn’t play at the football games anymore. That field just had bad memories.” He laid back on the bed.  “I don’t know if I can face those people.”  
You laid back next to him. “I think you should walk in with your head held high, don’t let anyone tear you down and show them how Professor Vaughn handles it.”  
“You’re amazing, you know that.”  
“I know,” you reply with a wink.  
“You look gorgeous.  Let’s show you off to my old classmates.” He stood up and offered his hand. You took it, your engagement ring blinking in the soft light of the room.  
** 
As you entered the gymnasium, you took in the decorations. Navy blue and gold, the school colors, but whoever put them up made them tacky AF. Streamers and balloons glitter everywhere, it looks more for a tween than an adult party. “Gosh, this is... a lot,” you whispered to Nick.  
He laughed under his breath.  “It looks like something...” he stopped. “Stephanie.” You turned to see a blonde with blue eyes walk towards you. You tightened your grip on Nick’s hand as she approached but then you really saw her.  Heavily made up, a tight dress but you could clearly see it was not made for someone her age but rather someone twenty years younger.  She was trying too hard.  “Nicky!” She squealed. You huffed as she went to hug him.  
Nick tried to dodge the hug, but she came on full force.  “Hi Stephanie.”  
“Oh em gee! It has been so long. You look so...good,” she cooed as she looked him up and down, shamelessly checking him out.  Nick grew uncomfortable and took a step back, re-grasping your hand.  
“Thanks. Stephanie, I would like to introduce to you my fiancé, YN. Sweetheart, this is Stephanie Winter.”  
“Stephanie Adams,” she corrected. “Danny and I got married right after senior year. “ 
“Wow,” Nick replied.  You cleared your throat to stop laughing.  “Congratulations, I guess.”  
Stephanie looked you over and you could clearly see she was judging you. You didn’t shrink back, you stood proud next to Nick. “Well congratulations to you as well Nicky...”  
“Please, just Nick,” he interrupted. “Are you working on your dance career Stephanie? I remember that’s what you wanted to do in high school. “ 
“Oh, no,” she waved him off, “once I had the kids, I just stayed home with them.  Danny went to work at the real estate office.  What are you doing now?” 
“Oh, well I’m a professor at NYU and YN here just made partner at her law firm.” He looked over at you adoringly. “I’m so proud of her.  And with the wedding just a few weeks away, we are just living our best life.”  
“That’s great,” you can hear the tightness in her voice.  “Well, I have to get back, planning and decorating all of this has been so tough but it was really great to see you, Nick.”  She walked away and Nick let out a low whistle.  
“What is it baby?” 
“I fucking dodge a bullet with that one.”  You both let out loud laughs as you saw Stephanie walk over to a man who was balding slightly and had the beginnings of a beer gut.   
“Let me guess, Danny?” 
“Yep.” Nick shrugged. “I have no words.”  
Dotted around the room were photos of the class from their time at Cambridge High School.  You finally found one of Nick and you smiled.  He was as described, albeit a little more puppy fat on his frame.  However, he had a major glow-up in your honest opinion.  Nick was the hottest guy here.  As Nick returned with your glass of champagne, you curled into him.  “So, where would the most popular guy in the school take his date?” 
“Under the bleachers,” Nick replied. He looked at you and could see the look in your eyes. “Why?” 
“Because I want to erase all these bad memories from the football field,” you whispered in his ear.  
Nick swallowed and took your glass.  He set it down on the table and walked you out to the field.  He held your hand until you got to the field and then spun you around, pinning you to the chain link fence. He kissed you hard, hands in your hair until one drifted down to your thigh. He hiked your leg to his waist, allowing him to press his growing bulge right over your heat. “Nicky,” you moaned.  
“God, I love it when you say my name like that.  Only you baby, only you,” he said between rolls of his hips into you.  
You nipped his chin with kisses and down his neck.  “I thought we were supposed to be under the bleachers?” 
“Fuck that, I'll take you on the bleachers.” He swiftly took off his coat and laid it down before lowering you on top of it.  He spread your legs and found the scrap of fabric you called panties already wet from his kisses and touches. He pulled them down and pushed your skirt up more, exposing you to the cool air.  He quickly pushed his pants and boxers down, freeing his length and running the tip through your folds. “Fucking soaked baby. Such a good girl for me.”  He slowly pushed in, both of you moaning in relief.  
Nick started to fuck you, hard, taking out his emotions of seeing old friends and bitch cheerleaders on you.  You went with it, holding onto the back of the bleachers as he pounded into you.  He wished he could have seen your breast bouncing with each thrust but that would have to be later. He started to feel the tell-tale signs that you were close.  “C’mon baby, fuck, squeezing me so hard.  God, I love this pussy.” He changed the angle of your body and he hit that spot inside perfectly.  
“Nicky, fuck, gonna cum. So good, feel so good.”  
“Let go my sweetheart.  Cum for me.”  
The release was euphoric, sending you into another world as Nick followed suit and released ropes of hot cum inside you.  He slowed and laid on top of you for a moment.  
“The football field is amazing. So green,” he commented, making both of you laugh.  Nick took out a handkerchief and cleaned you gently before pulling your panties back on.  He redid his pants and then draped his jacket over your shoulders.  You walked back to the school where Stephanie was outside, smoking a cigarette.  She watched you approach, wrapped in each other.  
“And what were you two...” she trailed off as she could see your red lipstick all over Nick’s face and neck.  Your hair was a little less soft and more freshly fucked.  
“Oh, Nicky was just showing me the football field.  You know, reminiscing about his band days, and telling me about all the dreams he had about the bleachers,” you commented in a sugary sweet tone that was way more of a warming to her. You wrapped your body closer to Nick as you could get while not being naked.   
Nick chuckled at your subtle show of possessiveness.  “I think we are going to take off.  It was nice seeing you, Stephanie.  Good luck with everything.”  
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"oh, and just one more thing. those folks down in the village sir, they're real kind people, and they make terrific food too! the stuff i tried - paprika hundle, no, that's not right, it was hendl, that's it! boy, that stuff was delicious! i even got the recipe to send home to my wife. what ya gotta know about mrs. columbo, is she's a much more adventurous eater than i usually am. she'll just love that stuff, i'm sure. but i noticed somethin' funny when i was in town, too. the nice lady who made my food, oh, she was sweet as could be, really, but she seemed so worried once i told her i was comin' up here. she gave me this crucifix thing, insisted i take it, in fact. isn't that odd? i'm not much of a religious sorta guy, see, and i thought maybe you might know about - woah! hey! gee whiz, i didn't know it was gonna upset ya so much....okay, i'll put it away, no harm, no foul..."
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"hi welcome to mcdonalds, what can i get for you?"
"yeah can i get a deluxe quarter pounder with cheese?"
"absolutely, do you want the meal or just the sandwich?"
"uhhhh hold on"
*fishes in my pocket*
"columbo what should i do???"
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"gee whiz, i dunno...i always get the fries when i order fast food, but that's just cause mrs. columbo likes 'em and i know it'll make her happy....don't they got any chili at this joint? no? boy, i guess you'd better get the fries then, just ta be safe... me, i could get by a whole day on just one of those things, what with bein' three inches tall... but you, you'll need the energy in the coming days"
*stuffs him back in my pocket*
"uhhhh yes please the meal would be great"
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Constellation Genesis ⋆ Playlist [Act 1 || ft. Prologue]
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Songs are below the cut! || Masterlist: HERE
》PRELUDE: An Enactment of Genesis
『 Goddess 』
by Cepheid (feat. Nonon)
》ACT I: The Divine Sovereignty of Gods
『 Gaia 』
by Cepheid (feat. Nonon & Sithu Aye)
『 Deliver Us 』
by Andrew Peterson (feat. Scott Mulvahill)
『 She 』
by Elvis Costello
『 Like You 』
by Evanescence
『 One Day Too Late 』
by Skillet
『 Treachery 』
by Sagisu Shiro
『 City Ruins 』
by MopTop
『 Bad Liar 』
by Imagine Dragons
『 Sun 』
by Sleeping at Last
『 Sayonara Memory 』
by AmaLee
『 Every Heart 』
by Nicki Gee
『 His Theme 』
by Lizz Robinett
『 Hallelujah 』
by Pentatonix
DISCLAIMER: all the songs used in this post belong to their own rightful owners. We do not own these songs. Album cover is made by @intothegenshinworld​
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im so happy that gerard dropped that they're reading interview with the vampire rn on tour bc theyre obviously doing what i and 82636 other anne rice fans are doing, which is dusting off the novel to readalong w the new series.
- gee doodling loustat fanart in a tour sketchbook
- gee jumping up to go "hey hes talking about nicki!" in the bedroom scene
- gee considering 18th c ruffles for a stage costume like book!lestat
- gee considering dapper 1920s suits for a stage costume like amc!lestat
- gee happy they made loustat INALIENABLY romantic/sexual, glad they're quoting so much directly from the book, maybe calling lindsey to ramble about Takes and Feels
- gee excitedly reading especially excellent sentences out loud to mikey like "wouldnt that be a great band name"
- gee noodling on a guitar writing lil songs songs that rockstar 80s lestat would have played, sketching out yet another concept album in his mind just for fun even tho hes not rly gonna do it
- gee talking excitedly w ray and frank about what costumes mcr would have worn if lestat was real and asked MCR to open for them on tour
All of this is not just possible, any individual bit of this is actually *likely* this week
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Power Armor Punch Part Thirty Five
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Nick: I see, doll... I see.
Geneveve: So this is Goodneighbor... *freezes when she sees the stage towards the back end of the town with rotten tatoes splattered against the back wall and in the center a crucified and stripped gen 2 synth* Suddenly I don't feel welcome...
Lucille: Hm? Oh gees... yeah, I wouldn't worry. They're petty heavy handed about the Institute but rogue synths are welcome here.
Nick: They probably wouldn't let either of us in of they hated us that much.
Jasmine: (Looking around the town with wide alert eyes, taking in everyone and everything)
Lucille: *walking past the guy still trying to restore an old motorcycle, Daisy's, and Kleo's shop then a man trying to persuade passerby into playing a game of chance* No thanks. I'll take my lot with the wasteland. *smirks*
Nick: *readily following her* So what's the plan?
Lucille: We check in with the mayor and see if he can help persuade Mags to take Geneveve under her wing.
Nick: Right... and you're sure Magnolia would be okay with this...?
Lucille: Please, I'm sure she'd listen to an old flame. *confidently waves her hand*
Nick: *rolls his eyes* You spent one night together- I'd hardly call you an "old flame".
Jasmine: (Glances at Lucille and Geneveve. She figures its a good fit for them to be a singer, they don't seem to like violence… She quickly puts back down her head again, still reeling from the sharp blow)
Geneveve: *looks worried. Worried about what they're going to do if they can't learn to perform from Magnolia. Is there another singer in the Commonwealth they can learn from? Will it be back to the candy shop for them? Back to being derided for being a Synth selling sweets?*
Lucille: *already at the door of the old state house*
Nick: I'm going to rent a room at Rexford so I can tend to Jas's wounds. Take your time. *starts walking off with the teen*
Lucille: Right. Thank you, Nick.
Jasmine: (Holds onto Nick a little tighter, weakly lifting her head once again to nervously glance around at their surroundings. She knows Nick will do his damned best to keep her safe while she is vulnerable and weakened, but she still feels very uneasy… and scared if she was being honest) (Quietly to herself) “Breathe… Dad is here…”
Nick: *nods as they head into Rexford to rent a room*
Lucille: Hey, Han? You in?
Hancock: *was lounging on the couch but he perks up as soon as he hears Lucille call while walking up the stairs* Well look who it is! Come to get into some trouble? Hopefully not disturbing the peace too much in my quaint little slice of paradise- *Sees Geneveve* And who's this lovely lady? Oh- don't tell me- you got Nicky to cross dress. *wide joking grin*
Geneveve: I'm afraid the detective is busy checking in at the hotel-
Hancock: *wraps an arm around Gen's shoulder* Don't worry, I'm just joking. Your face is too fresh to be his beat up mug. And the voice? Way too... how do I put it? Crisp? We'll go with that for now...
Geneveve: *looks at Lucille. Uncertain*
Lucille: Don't worry. He's a friend.
Jasmine: (Closes her eyes tightly and hides her face back in his shoulder, taking in slow breaths so she can stay calm as they enter) (Mumbling) “Raiders got a few good hits in…”
Nick: *whispers to her* I know, doll... *to the receptionist* Room for two, please. *puts down enough caps to cover a night*
Hancock: So what brings you two to Goodneighbor?
Lucille: We're hoping Mags will teach Geneveve how to sing-
Hancock: Magnolia? A teacher?? Either you're joking or I'm incredibly high right now.
Lucille: Hancock, you're always incredibly high.
Hancock: Oh- you wound me, sister. How the hell would I keep this place going if I were?
Geneveve: *raises an eyebrow. Goodneighbor seemed very much full of crime and vice to her. Just a step above gunners according to her system files* You have an interesting definition of that phrase.
Hancock: You think you can run a town? It's a lot of work. A lot of people to keep safe from tyrants, raiders, and the occasional hotshot gunner. It ain't no paradise but at least the people here? They're free. *pats her shoulder* So anyway. You want to try your luck with Magnolia at the Third Rail, huh?
Geneveve: That's right. I want to try singing. Performing on stage.
Hancock: How are you with crowds...?
Geneveve: Crowds?
Hancock: Yeah. Crowds. You'd be in front of a bunch of people. Some might not like ya.
Geneveve: ...I think I can handle them.
Jasmine: (Stays still and quiet, trying to calm the dull pounding in her head and body with her steady breaths. Thats the only thing she can do for the pain from the fight at this point... At the very least she ain’t crying)
Nick: *already taking her to the room*
Hancock: Then you miiight do alright. *starts leading her down the stairs*
Lucille: *follows. Concerned* I hope no one gives her any trouble...
Hancock: I'll give Charlie and Ham some incentive to keep an eye on her... if she gets the part.
Geneveve: Is that the same method you'll use on Magnolia, too? *raises a skeptical eyebrow*
Hancock: If it comes to it, yeah. You seem like a good fit appearance wise in Goodneighbor. We just gotta get you to sing. Or find something else to do on these lovely streets.
Lucille: *suspicious glare*
Hancock: *while leading the synth out the door* Don't give me that. I'm just being coy. Daisy, Kleo, or the fine folks at the Memory Den might be hiring. *smirks*
Jasmine: (Quietly, pain in her voice) “Ughhh… shit…” (She doesn’t think she is injured all THAT bad, although it’s always been hard to tell. Even more so with her sensitivity to pain being way overly frisky for her own liking. Knocked her off her fighting course when a simple punch felt like being smacked by a motorbike)
Nick: *gently lays her out on the bed* Alright doll... let's have a look at those wounds.*glances at her for permission to check, especially the stitches*
Geneveve: *eyes flicker around the part of town they're in, then the subway entrance leading into the doors of the Third Rail* Interesting place for a pub...
Hancock: Well what else are you going to do with an old train station? Practically screaming "Bar," you know?
Jasmine: (Nods her head in affirmation) (Whispering, but with confidence in her voice) “I trust you, you would never hurt me on purpose.” (Closes her eyes and hisses in pain a bit)
Nick: *quiet nod as he lifts her shirt and frowns seeing the dirt on the bandages* Might need to change these. *starts digging into his bag for the necessities*
Geneveve: *her eyes catch Ham's as Hancock escorts her down*
Ham: *warily glances at the synth but nods at the mayor*
Lucille: Ham. *nods*
Ham: Wanderer. *nods back*
Jasmine: (Keeping her eyes tightly closed with the occasional hissy breath between her teeth. She mentally tries to pinpoint her injured spots, but again it’s barely of any use) (Mumbling in a daze) “An angry red head is not going to come in to yell and hit me, right? Oh God please do not let her, I really tried…” (Making sure her hands are kept far away from her body, that urge to scratch is strong)
Nick: Trust me. I'll knock em out the moment they walk in. *gentle smile at her as he steadily replaces the bandages*
Geneveve: *gasps at the sight of the Third Rail as they finally get down the stairs* I suppose I was wrong. A subway station can make a decent bar.
Hancock: What did I tell ya? Beautiful, isn't it?
Magnolia: *nods at the newcomers as she sings her song*
Lucille: *smiles fondly at the singer*
Jasmine: (Nods her head without a smile back, moving both her hands to check her sore shoulder where someone had gotten a good hit. Luckily it didn’t feel popped out of place, although she can do that on command) (Quietly) “Just break her red whistle please…” (Starts checking the rest of her joints for anything out of place, like where the last raider had kneeled on her after almost knocking her out)
Nick: I'll smash it to bits. *gently cleaning the old wounds- luckily her shirt and bandages helped keep the stitches clean for the most part.*
Magnolia: *finishes the song and makes her way back to the bar*
Hancock: Hey, Magnolia. How's the performance business been treating you?
Magnolia: *huffs jokingly* Come to collect taxes? Not like you, Hancock. You're usually less upfront about that. *lights a cigarette*
Hancock: Heh. No. Actually, I was hoping you'd do me a little favor. See- my friend here is looking to learn how to sing-
Magnolia: Sorry- as much as this place needs new talent, I'm not much of a teacher. Besides, they can either sing or not. And other than that charming detective from Diamond City, generation two voices sound like nails on a chalk board. *hasn't even looked in Gen's direction*
Geneveve: You haven't even heard me speak-
Magnolia: *caught off guard by the more smooth nature in Gen's voice. It sounds less processed and stilted- more like a Charlie's speed if she were to compare the two class of robots* Or maybe I'm wrong. *sighs out a puff of smoke* Still, I'm afraid the answer is no.
Jasmine: (Sighs and gently touches her bruised neck with her hands, frowning at how tender it feels. Actually, her entire body is sore to the bone and her head is spinning like a top, but it’s better than feeling shredded to bits. Good thing she put great care into making her jacket so sturdy, that’s why it’s her favorite one) (Quietly) “Good… I really attempted to fight my best…” (Hisses at little at the contact, shuffling a bit)
Nick: Ssh... It'll be alright, kiddo. *redressing her stitches with fresh bandages then starts taking stock of any new open wounds or internal bleeding* You did good out there. *reassuring smile*
Hancock: Ah come on, Magnolia. What if I sweeten the deal for ya?
Magnolia: *raises an eyebrow* In what way?
Hancock: Caps. I pay generously for this lovely lady's singing lessons, you provide 'em. Consider it an investment or support of the town's small entertainment industry. What do you say?
Magnolia: Mm... *still seems hesitant but she's considering it*
Lucille: Wouldn't it be good to have someone on that stage when you're taking a break? Someone to fill the silence?
Magnolia: ...I suppose you have a point.
Jasmine: (Stares up at him with confused look and her hand gently rubbing her sore throat. She gestures over her bruised and bloodied self with her other hand, shaking her head)
Nick: Yes. I'm aware of the damage, but you're still mostly in one piece and very much alive. I would prefer unharmed, but... *regretful sigh* I can't do anything about that.
Magnolia: We'll meet tomorrow morning in the vip lounge- when everyone's gone home to bed or passed out drunk in the street. I need to hear what I'm working with first before we settle anything. *to Hancock* I'll be taking my payment upfront.
Hancock: Of course! You know I'm a man of my word, Mags. *cheeky grin as he hands over a bag of caps* How's 400 sound?
Magnolia: Throw in a drink and you have a deal.
Hancock: *slips a couple of caps towards Charlie* You heard the lady. Get her the usual.
Jasmine: (Weakly nods her head, nervously glancing at the door with her eyes. She opens her mouth to say something, but quickly closes it and looks back down at herself. One of her hands covers the area on her head where the raider had hit, the other is around her waist)
Nick: *starts cleaning the new open wounds. Quietly frowning as he silently blames himself for some of them*
Geneveve: *to Hancock* Why are you helping me so much?
Hancock: Cause I'm just that kind of guy. Plus Goodneighbor can get kind of boring without fresh talent.
Geneveve: *skeptical eyebrow raise*
Hancock: Trust me, you don't want a bunch of chem heads getting bored. Not a pretty sight.
Jasmine: (Hisses again between her teeth and squirms around a little, her grip tightening on herself. She honestly always blames herself for every little mistake that is done, especially during combat. Maybe the Trainer was a perfectionist or just really like putting people down, because no matter how efficient she was, there was always something she got berated for. Always something she could do better… That’s why she kept looking at the door. As if the Trainer would burst in any second with that stick and whistles of hers)
Nick: It's okay, doll... Nobody's coming for you. *being very gentle with her wounds*
Magnolia: I do try my best to keep the masses entertained- don't let the mayor fool you.
Hancock: And the Third Rail wouldn't be the same without you.
Magnolia: *raises an eyebrow* The more you try to flatter me, the more I wonder if this was a whole ploy to replace me.
Geneveve: Wh- That isn't my intention-
Magnolia: Calm down, kid. We're just joking around. *pats Gen's back*
Jasmine: (Hums in response, finding that her voice has stopped working again partly due to the pain of being choked out. Very annoying and frustrating especially when she just had it, but there is nothing she can do but wait for it to comeback. She gives the door one final glance before setting her eyes back on her Dad, blinking slowly)
Nick: *finally gets her patched up and starts putting the supplies away* There. All patched up.
Geneveve: So what now?
Lucille: *dreamily looking at Magnolia* We listen to music and take in the night life of the town.
Magnolia: *rolls her eyes at the thinly veiled flirt* Listen to music I can give you. But that's all. *gets up from the stool and walks to the stage*
Hancock: I'm glad Curie wasn't here to see that. *whistles* Lucille, you dog! *devilish grin*
Lucille: Oh shut up, Han. Just cause I ogle doesn't mean I'd betray Curie's trust like that.
Hancock: Make whatever excuse you want. Your wife isn't here to stop you. *still grinning, taunting now*
Lucille: What's that supposed to mean?
Hancock: Exactly what you think it means.
Lucille: Hancock, I'm not you. I don't sleep around.
Geneveve: *raises her eyebrows* So this isn't a normal occurrence?
Lucille: And why would it be?
Geneveve: Because of your infatuation with Magnolia-
Lucille: *goes to sit down on the red couches near the stage* That's all it is, sweetheart. A passing infatuation that'll never come to be. It's very common out here in the wasteland and if you get this gig, you'll understand that well enough.
Magnolia: *starts to sing*
Geneveve: *watches the singer intently*
Jasmine: (Lifts her head and shoulders to unbraid her hair, figuring her scalp needs to breathe some more after being tied up and yanked so fucking hard) (Signing) “I lost it.” (Gestures at her bruised throat with a frown) (Signing) “Thank you, feels better.” (She returns back to undoing her hair and fluffing up her treasured curls)
Nick: You're welcome. *nods silently as he pulls up a chair next to her bed to sit in*
Jasmine: (Stares at the ceiling for what feels like an eternity to her, thoughts bouncing everywhere, never lingering in one place) “……….….” (She suddenly turns her head to Nick after a moment, realizing that she is slipping away) (Signing) “Do something with me?”
Nick: Hm? *snaps out of his daze once he realizes what she said* Sure, doll... What is it?
Geneveve: I've never had alcohol, I have files on it, but the taste...?
Lucille: It doesn't taste good. But you might have a different opinion. *hands her some caps* Try some. Not like you can get drunk. I've seen Nick drink enough of that stuff to kill a horse and he went completely unphased.
Geneveve: Mama, not to be wise, but I don't imagine alcohol would be good for prewar horses. *walks off to the bar*
Jasmine: (Winces as she sits upright and hangs her legs over the side of the bed, laying down isn’t something she wants to be doing) (Signing) “Tell me something that you’re grateful for, even if it’s something small.”
Nick: *leans back and rubs the back of his head in thought* That's a tough one. *tilts his head* S'pose the obvious ones would be the Agency, Ellie, being able to live among humans and be treated as such. *shrugs* Course there's you, Lucille, and anyone I can count on let alone call a good friend. *small thoughtful smile at the girl* What about you? Got anything you're grateful for, kiddo?
Geneveve: What's your best spirit.
Charlie: A bit of this. A bit of that. Whiskey, bourbon... vodka.
Geneveve: Wine?
Charlie: *sigh* Yes. Wine. Is that what you want?
Geneveve: I would like to try it, yes.
Charlie: Coming right up. *turns and starts preparing a glass of red wine for her*
Jasmine: (Blinks down at her hands, thinking it over. Her mind immediately draws blanks and blasts her with, “you don’t deserve it” or “you deserve all the hell thats happened to you.” She shakes just her head and shoved it away for now) (Signing) “That you caught me before I spiraled too far down…”
Nick: *just quietly looks up at her from under his hat with a sort of half smile. He isn't sure how to respond to that admission*
Charlie: Here you are, miss. *carefully sets the glass of wine down*
Geneveve: Thank you. *places the caps she owes down and takes a sip* Interesting flavor... *looks into the glass*
Jasmine: (Her eyes lock to the door, other hand going into her jacket pocket to grip her pocket knife) (Softly) “That you saved me, did not leave me to die…”
Nick: *taken aback by that. He couldn't just leave her there. That would go against everything he stood for*
Geneveve: *finding she likes the flavor. It's... complex to her*
Jasmine: (Takes her eyes off the door to stare at her feet, stamping them a little to pull herself from the flashbacks) (Signing) “Also for Winnie.”
Nick: *blinks* Winnie?
Geneveve: *smiles as she continues to watch Magnolia sing*
Jasmine: (Clasps her hands over her mouth even though she didn’t speak. Slowly, she reaches down into her bag and pulls out her stuffed bear, showing it to Nick with a small sparkle in her eyes)
Nick: *raises his eyebrows with a small smile* Good name.
Jasmine: (Gives a sweet smile back and nods, holding the adorable plush toy close) (Signing) “Your turn again.”
Nick: Eh? Again? Hold on let me think. *looks up in thought* Well I guess being in one piece for starters... definitely been in worse shape.
Jasmine: (Clicks her tongue, rubbing her still sore and bruised neck) (Signing) “You always appreciate a healthy body when you see it at its worst…”
Nick: True... true. *leans back again in his chair*
Jasmine: (Signing) “Better when you can be put back together piece by piece or heal very fast, lucky us.” (Face scrunches a little and she draws in a breath between her teeth, burying her face into Winnie’s head to hide the wince)
Nick: Well, that would be easy for us to say. Important to remember that's not the case for everyone, however.
Jasmine: (Lifts her head and blinks at the ground again, her shoulders shaking a little) (Hoarsely) “I know that!”
Nick: Didn't mean to lecture ya. *pats her shoulder reassuringly with his bad hand*
Jasmine: (Sighs to herself at her outburst then carefully scoots off the bed and moves so she is sitting on the floor by the chair) (Signing) “I don’t like sitting up there, makes me feel like a target.”
Nick: Understood. *jokingly* But between you and me, Jas, I'd be the first shot.
Lucille: *finishes listening to Magnolia's song*
Geneveve: *sipping scotch*
Lucille: *approaches Geneveve* Alright, time to turn in for the night.
Charlie: Ah ah-! Not before you pay the tab. *presents Geneveve with the bill*
Geneveve: *takes it and looks up at Lucille*
Lucille: Overspent, huh? *puts a few caps on the bar* Lets hope you can get that singing practice.
Geneveve: *quiet doubtful sighs*
Jasmine: (Nods her head at the unfortunate truth and reaches her hand for Nicks, but hesitates midway. She draws it back and hugs her knees, resting her chin on them and casting her eyes at the ground. It’s not a good time to be a needy baby…)
Nick: *examining his exposed hand curiously*
Jasmine: (Realizes she is still holding Winnie like a small child seeking comfort would, so she gently puts the bear back into her bag then goes back into her protective position)
Nick: Don't put it up on my account. Kid like you should be allowed their stuff toy in quiet moments like this.
Jasmine: (Blinks at him, then points to herself and her bruised hands from punching) (Signing) “What do you mean? I’m 15 years old, not a baby.”
Geneveve: *walking behind Lucille to the Rexford hotel* Do you really think I'll get the part...?
Lucille: I can't say. But as long as you give it your best, I don't see why not.
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