#Nicolò Smith

[fallimentiquotidiani]

La stringo mentre prego per la mia vita, invoco tutti i santi e ne invento anche dei nuovi mentre un'orgia di clacson ci accerchiato.

In quel momento di pericolo, stretto a lei, mi viene in mente quando gli Smiths cantavano:

<<And if a double‐decker bus

Crashes intorno us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten-ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine>>

E solo in questo istante riesco davvero a capire il senso del piacere, nel condividere la morte con qualcuno.

Bruciare, Nicolò Bizzini

#bruciare #Nicolò bizzini #the smiths #there is a light that never goes out #the queen is dead #morire #assieme #romanzo #letteratura #letteratura italiana

[godstrayed]

tag dump.

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[non-un-topo]

Ah! Siggy! I absolutely love your Quỳnh&Nicky shenanigans art! I'm imagining they're doing the medieval equivalent of skedaddling after a slow-mo explosion or something. Actually, out of frame... there might be a small fire... that they may or may not have started... just a gut instinct on my part... :)))

Anyway! Thank you for blessing us. As usual, your immortals fam art always makes my day. <3

Ahhhh Smith my friend, thank you so much!! <333 This mental image was so vivid (and so spot-on omg you got it) that I had to write you a little ficlet <3

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“Mush, steed, mush!”

At Quỳnh’s order, Nicolò hoisted her up higher in his arms and sped on, the sounds of his boots hitting the dock hammering like a drum. Shocked passerby hopped out of their way, throwing complaints at their backs.

“Aha!” Quỳnh exclaimed in victory, leaning over her brother’s shoulder to take aim with her arrow at the chaos they left. This ridiculous dress she wore restricted her movements just enough to be annoying, but she would have no problem tearing it off given the chance.

Men’s voices hollered after them, and she laughed at their raised fists, at the blazing fire she’d proudly left.

“Is it bad?” asked Nicolò, barely out of breath. He looked on ahead, eyes wide in a mix of mortification and panic that had Quỳnh laughing out loud again.

Behind, the fire had eaten the dock and men had leapt into the water to avoid the worst of it. Some were rolling barrels away, as far as they could from the reach of the fire — definitely a good idea, given what the barrels were filled with — and they seemed torn between shouting at each other and following Quỳnh and Nicolò with their guns.

“Not bad at all,” Quỳnh promised happily.

One of the men, the one in the nicest robes, wailed after her with a hand over his heart. “My lady,” he called. “My love!”

Quỳnh offered him a sour face and very much considered shooting him.

“Although I support you always,” said Nicolò, quite literally supporting all her weight thanks to this damned dress, “was this really the way to reject the merchant’s proposal?”

Quỳnh kicked her slippers, and Nicolò adjusted his grip under her knees. “Hey, you were the one who told me to shoot.”

“I could not have predicted you’d fire a lamp into a barrel of gun powder!”

“Couldn’t you? One must always go out with a bang, Nico. It’s a matter of style.”

As if summoned by her words, Quỳnh looked behind them once more to see a few men rolling a cannon on the dock in their direction.

“Of course...” she said, “being blown apart by a cannon ball is one way to go out with a bang.”

“Madre di Dio.”

“It was a jest!” she lied. “We have absolutely nothing to worry about.” She smiled wide then, retiring her bow and arrow for now, as they would be virtually useless against cannon fire, and she peered into Nicolò’s face. “Just run very fast.”

He certainly did.

Then he huffed, “Right, well we will not be telling Andromache and Yusuf about this.”

Quỳnh patted his shoulder. “Oh, absolutely not.”

#thank you for this wonderful message!! ;w; <333 #sage writes #tog #the old gays #per regina's tags on my art i listened to disney's robin hood soundtrack while writing this and i think the vibes were right fcgfd #literally obsessed with these two i will never shut up about them ty for enabling me <33333

[once-was-muses]

Muses' Name Meanings

Antonio da Vinci

Luca, given name (Italian): "bringer of light;" derived from Latin Lucas

Antonio, given name (Italian): "flourishing" or "beyond praise;" derived from Greek Antonius

Nicolò, given name (Italian): "champion of the people;" derived from Greek Nikolaos

Bellissima, given name (Italian): "beautiful; pretty; handsome"

da Vinci, geographic title serving as surname (Italian): literally "of Vinci," which is now Florence

The Artist

Carmina, given name (Spanish): "song"

Mora, surname (Spanish): "mulberry"

The Blight

Talbot, given name (Celtic): "messenger of destruction"

Sinclair, given name (Old English): "from the town of St. Clair"

Grimes, surname (Old English): "son of Grim"

Bookworm

Edwin, given name (Old English): "rich friend"

Langdon, given name (British): "long hill slope"

Cassius, given name (Latin): "hollow" or "helmeted warrior"

Kingor, surname: no data found except a Filipino version qvq

Candyman

Daniel, given name (Hebrew): "God is my judge"

Robitaille, surname (French): "famous, bright"

Claudette Morel

Claudette, given name (French): "lame; enclosure"

Morel, surname (French): "dark brown/black;" also a type of edible mushroom

The Doctor

Herman, given name: "army man"

Carter, surname (Irish, English, Scottish): occupational name for a cart driver or traveler

The Dredge

Druanee, fictional title: there's no meaning since this is a fictional term, but the definition of a dredge is "an apparatus for bringing up objects or mud from a river or seabed by scooping or dragging"

Goswin

Goswin, given name (Germanic): "friend of the Goths"

Habeas Corpus

Caziiz, fictional given name: "star child," with religious origins

The Ichor

Athanasios, given name (Modern Greek): "immortal; deathless." A more literal translation is "without death"

Tavoularis, surname (Medieval Greek): "amanuensis; secretary; literary assistant"

March Harriet

Harriet, given name (German): "home ruler"

Pratt, surname (Old English): "a trick"

Rorschach

Walter, given name (German): "commander of the army"

Joseph, given name (Hebrew): "Jehovah will add"

Kovacs, surname (Slavic, Polish in this case): "black smith"

Saint Walker

Bro'Dee, fictional given name: "healer; guide," derivative from the Moon Goddess of Health Joo'Dee

Walker, fictional occupational title serving as surname: someone with the title Walker was a religious figure, a missionary of sorts; their job was to visit neighboring villages and settlements no matter how far or dangerous the trek to offer the residents (and any other travelers they may meet) needs like food, water, shelter, companionship, and/or spiritual support

Salaak

Salaak, fictional given name: "rockcrawler"

tel Ouro, fictional surname: as is custom, Ouro is a combination of his parents' surnames, with "tel" being his social class' word for "from" or "of"; essentially means "of Ouda and Airo"

Scarecrow

Jonathan, given name (Hebrew): "God has given"

Emmanuel, given name (Hebrew): "God is with us"

Keeny, surname (Irish): originally O'Cianach, meaning "grandson of Cianach"

Crane, surname (English/Scottish): likely derived from a nickname for a tall and/or long-legged man

The Spirit

Yamaoka, surname (Japanese, especially Western Japan): "mountain hill"

Rin, given name (Japanese): "companion"

Thoth

Djehuty, given name (Kemetic/Ancient Egyptian): literally "he who is like the Ibis." It is implied in many texts that the ibis was fashioned after the deity, its curved bill meant to resemble a crescent moon, further linking it to Thoth's lunar duties

The Wraith

Abaeze, given name (Nigerian, Igbo specifically): "branch of the Kings"

Philip, given name serving as legal first name (Greek): "lover of horses"

Ojomo, surname (Nigerian): "change; freedom; risk"

#Offered Insight : headcanons #Headliners : all muses #all muse hcs reposts #Such is Predestined : queue tag

[problematickincalls]

Hi, I’m Eren Jaeger from Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin. I’m looking for Armin Arlert, Annie Leonhardt, Erwin Smith, and anyone else who wants to talk. I do not want to speak to Zeke. I have Mikasa, Jean, Sasha, Connie, Levi, Hange and Nicolò. I’m 28 and would prefer you be 21 or older. No “doubles” — this is spiritual for me, please do not contact if you’re not serious. Like/reblog and I’ll get back to you. 

~🌹~

#eren jaeger kin #aot kin #snk kin #attack on titan kin #shingeki no kyojin kin #canon calls #mod helio

[ao3feed-eremin]

Roses (Eren x Armin)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/5pkYcf3

by Gonsfavouratedrink

Armin Arlert a young adult with a passion to read and write lives in a small village on the coat of France. His grandfather leaves the town to show off his new invention to the capital but he forgets something, so Armin runs after him. He soon finds out that his beloved grandfather has been detain by a Beast.

Words: 612, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, anime - Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Multi

Characters: Armin Arlert, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert's Grandfather, Mikasa Ackerman, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Sasha Blouse, Marco Bott, Annie Leonhart, Reiner Braun, Bertolt Hoover, Krista Lenz | Historia Reiss, Ymir Fritz, Grisha Yeager, Nicolò - Character, Levi Ackerman, Hange Zoë, Erwin Smith, Zeke Yeager

Relationships: Armin Arlert/Eren Yeager, Marco Bott/Jean Kirstein, Mikasa Ackerman/Annie Leonhart, Ymir Fritz/Krista Lenz | Historia Reiss, Sasha Blouse/Niccolo, Reiner Braun/Bertolt Hoover

Additional Tags: Pansexual Armin Arlert, Bisexual Eren Yeager, Lesbian Annie Leonhart, lesbian Ymir, Asexual Mikasa Ackerman, Bisexual Krista Lenz | Historia Reiss, Gay Levi Ackerman, Gay Erwin Smith, Straight Connie Sasha Nicolo, Non-Binary Hange Zoë, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Eventual Happy Ending, Fluff, Angst, Zeke is being a bitch, Eren's a bit depressed but Armin helps, Beauty and the Beast Elements, Inspired by Beauty and the Beast (Disney Movies), there's a curs over the castle so no-one can get out, Roses, Kisses, Arguments, Eren has a dark past, No one likes Grisha, slow uploads, Slow Romance

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/5pkYcf3

#eremin #ao3feed #fanfic #eren jaeger x armin arlert #armin arlert x eren jaeger

[tempi-dispari]

New Post has been published on https://www.tempi-dispari.it/2022/10/26/tra-i-prossimi-appuntamenti-al-biko-club-the-heliocentrics/

Tra i prossimi appuntamenti al Biko Club: The Heliocentrics

The HELIOCENTRICS (UK) in concerto

Malcolm Catto (batteria, percussioni), Jake Ferguson (basso), Dan Smith (chitarra, elettronica), Danny Keane (violoncello, elettronica, tastiere), Sylvia Hallett (Sarangi, ghironda), Barbora Patkova (voce)

L’ensemble cosmico, psichedelico-funk del Regno Unito pubblica il suo secondo album per l’etichetta del produttore anticonformista Madlib, Madlib Invazion. Gli album degli Heliocentrics attingono in egual modo dall’universo funk di James Brown, dalla disorientante asimmetria di Sun Ra, dalla portata cinematografica di Ennio Morricone, dalla fusione sublime di David Axelrod, dalla musique concrète accesa di Pierre Henry e dal ritmico Krautrock di Can.

A prescindere della label con cui hanno pubblicato la loro musica – il sound degli Heliocentrics è un nuovo tipo di psichedelia, che poteva venire solo da una band di musicisti affermati che sono anche fan ossessivi della musica dai gusti davvero eclettici.

Il batterista Malcolm Catto e il bassista Jake Ferguson, le menti e i produttori degli Heliocentrics, due figure eccentriche nel panorama musicale contemporaneo, suonano insieme da quasi due decenni e costruiscono la loro voce unica all’interno di una galassia alternativa dove le orbite della musica funk, jazz, psichedelica, elettronica, avant-garde ed “etnica” ruotano tutte attorno a “The One”.

Con l’etichetta Madlib Invazion di Madilb per Telemetric Sounds, gli Heliocentrics sono tornati a sviluppare la loro visione epica del funk psichedelico, esplorando le possibilità create dalle loro innumerevoli influenze: latine, africane e altro ancora.

Djset con SOUL FINGER Buttshakers, night disasters, party breakers since 2010 Flammable vinyl selection of 60’s-70’s Rhythm And Blues, Funk, Rocksteady, Afro and delights from all over the cosmossss.

mixcloud.com/night-disaster IG: soul.finger

Tommaso Cappellato presents: Collettivo Immaginario – new album release opening act: Letizia Kasala

Il live ensemble ideato dal batterista e produttore Tommaso Cappellato, tra jazz ed elettronica, suoni ancestrali e ritualistici, improvvisazione e beat tape culture. In formazione: Alberto Lincetto (fender rhodes/synth), Nicolò Masetto (electric bass), Tommaso Cappellato (drums).

Dopo aver dato vita nel passato a progetti in solo come Aforemention con Astral Travel, o collaborativi come Dreamweavers insieme a Mark de Clive e A. Lombardini, ha creato nel 2021 Collettivo Immaginario, trio jazz strumentale, che ha preso forma attraverso alcune live session tenute tra Los Angeles e Milano.

Collettivo Immaginario invita ora gli ascoltatori ad uno scintillante viaggio di evasione cosmica attraverso Trasforma, il loro album di debutto pubblicato il 23 settembre per l’etichetta di Los Angeles Domanda Music. Il collettivo nasce come laboratorio creativo in cui esplorare le influenze musicali e sperimentare in chiave retrofuturista suoni provenienti dal jazz elettrico, dal funk e dall’elettronica.

Trasforma distilla l’energia esuberante delle acclamate esibizioni dal vivo del trio in un album in studio lussureggiante e cinematografico, che intende sottilmente rendere omaggio a giganti del genere come Azymuth, Lonnie Liston Smith, Herbie Hancock e i compositori di colonne sonore come Piero Piccioni e Piero Umiliani. Nel corso della sessione, suddivisa nell’album in nove tracce, l’ascoltatore viene trasportato in un paesaggio sonoro che è sia organico che trascendente. instagram.com/collettivo_immaginario/ facebook.com/collettivoimmaginario/

opening act: Letizia Kasala https://www.mixcloud.com/domanda/domanda-radio-2-letizia-kasala/

Dopo il concerto: ABSTRACT, collezionista di dischi, selector e direttore artistico della scena underground Milanese, da The Electricalz allo storico DUDE Club. L’influenza musicale è profondamente radicata nei suoni jazz e soul che contraddistinguono i suoi dj set.

AARON DUNKIES Cresciuto musicalmente come batterista del coro della chiesa evangelica protestante che frequentava, costantemente esposto a generi musicali come Highlife, Gospel, Soul e Black Spiritual Music. Non amando le etichette si e’ sempre definito un “music lover”, la sua collezione spazia dall’ Avant-guard Jazz piu’ sperimentale ai classici house.

sabato 29 ottobre 2022 – doors h 22.00 – 15 + d.p. / tessera Arci

Relife in collaborazione con BIKO Milano presenta: BLUE LAB BEATS in concerto – posticipato al 2023

domenica 30 ottobre 2022 – doors h 16.00 – 5€ w /tessera Arci

ARMONIKA #5 DJ party, ambiente mistico, varietà performativo e riempi-pancia della domenica Armonika

domenica 30 ottobre 2022

Apertura porte h 16.00 Tessera Arci obbligatoria // Admission only with Arci membership Card sottoscrizione a partire da 5€

ARMONIKA Il varietà traumagico è tornato per la seconda stagione. DJ party, ambiente mistico, varietà performativo e riempi-pancia della domenica

Armonika è un ambiente per stare insieme, ascoltare storie tra i paralumi o seguire il groove sul dancefloor. Nel suo terzo episodio, dalle ore 16 DJ set, training, DJ set, performance & cena:

VELASCO Muziko de malproksimaj lokoj. Tempo Malrapida, kantoj tradiciaj, bunta sonoj. https://soundcloud.com/frankievelasco

Dj Barefoot è un tecnico del suono esperto, uno studioso dei suoni della natura in quanto essere umano. La solitudine gli è cara, tutto ciò di cui ha bisogno è la sua attrezzatura musicale. Il sintetizzatore è stato programmato per suonare da solo, ha solo bisogno di essere portato in un posto dove possa essere ascoltato. https://soundcloud.com/51beats/djbarefoot-432hz

Freddy Amoruso Live Armonica Bending sfrenati di armonica, improvvisa sul groove dei dischi suonati durante la festa.

Lester Mann DJ set (Lester Mann + Kamimmo) Seleziona musica d’ascolto di impronta dub, stranezze disco, psichedelia e ritmi per danze rallentate, da diversi anni organizza concerti e feste nel sottobosco milanese. In duo, con il nome di Lester Laura, è stato resident per le serate Wan Va in Cox18, Nessuno (Nobodys Indiscipline Party) e ha curato una serie di podcast per Radio Quartiere durante il primo lockdown del 2020.  https://www.mixcloud.com/lester_mann/

Mattia Dambrosio DJ set Cuore pulsante della surf band Wave Electric, guitar hero e animale notturno, seleziona beat caldi, dubby techno e disco hit. https://instagram.com/mattdambrosio87

Agnesoride Incursioni Per la prima volta performanti congiunte ma insieme già da molte birre.  Agnesoride, danzatrice attualmente di base a Cipro, coccolatrice professionista di quadrupedi e collezionista di trattorie. https://instagram.com/agnesoride

Federica Amoroso Vocalist Fondatrice della rivista Tutto Oggi, vocalist occasionale, ci aggiornerà sulle previsioni metereologiche dei prossimi giorni. https://instagram.com/vere.cundia

Marco Bukaqueja & Ilaria Zanotti accoglienza

Emmatoma Mani di Fata Creatrice di ambienti mistici, costumi lucenti e atmosfere di altri mondi. https://instagram.com/eesti.juust

— + special thanks to — Sali Moment Catcher La Simo General Manager Grandmaster Lele Bollettino Calcistico

lunedì 31 ottobre 2022 – dalle 20.00 – sottoscrizione + tessera ARCI

IL CORSO DI TANGO con Roberto Angelica e Natalia Cristofaro Milonga

Lunedì 31 ottobre 2022 – dalle 20.00

Corso di Tango al BIKO con Roberto Angelica e Natalia Cristofaro

h. 20.00 – 22.00 interm/avanzati sottoscrizione al corso + tessera Arci

Elegante e raffinata coppia di ballerini professionisti e maestri di Tango Argentino. Esprimono bellezza e sensualità attraverso l’uso di una tecnica tesa alla ricerca di un movimento armonico ed elegante. Vantano oltre 20 anni di esperienza in ambito professionale sul palco e nell’ insegnamento di Tango, Danza e Teatro.

La loro personale ricerca è tesa all´esplorazione di un tango che si nutre di sperimentazione nel rispetto delle forme più tradizionali di questo ballo. Il loro metodo d’insegnamento si basa principalmente su uno sviluppo consapevole e organico del movimento, sullo sviluppo di un ascolto ed una connessione profonda e reale, requisiti essenziali per una comunicazione efficace nel rispetto dei ruoli, con l’impiego del minimo sforzo per la massima resa.  

MILONGA con Dj Ausländer Milonga Irriverente con musica orientata anche all’elettronica del tango nuevo

Lunedì 31 ottobre 2022 – dalle 22.00

BIKO MILONGA – Milonga Irriverente – danze libere

sottoscrizione 7€ / tessera Arci obbligatoria

Ritorna la Milonga irRIVErente con la selezione di tango argentino e non argentino a cura di dj Ausländer

Free entry per chi non balla ma si vuole fare una serata di buona musica www.sullerivedeltango.it/

EVENTI DI NOVEMBRE 2022

venerdì 4 novembre 2022 – doors h 22.00 – ingresso 10€+ d.p. – tessera Arci

OTR live | Dalla Sede 25th Anniversary 30 Anni Splendenti in concerto OTR

venerdì 4 novembre – porte h 22.00 tessera Arci obbligatoria / ARCI Membership Card mandatory ingresso 10€+d.p. : EventBrite.it

Tube Agency presenta: OTR live | Dalla Sede 25th Anniversary / 30 Anni Splendenti

30 anni di musica e amicizia, di nuovo sul palco insieme!

Tornano gli OTR, anche noti come l’Originale Trasmissione del Ritmo, per festeggiare 30 anni di attività musicale e di amicizia. E per celebrare questo importante traguardo, la band ha pubblicato a fine aprile un nuovo disco di inediti dal titolo Splendente prodotto da Esa, DJ Skizo, Ice One, DJ Shocka & DJ Sandal in cui troviamo gli scratch di DJ Vigor e ovviamente anche di DJ Bront degli Alien Army oltre ai freschissimi rap di Polare (ibernato e scongelato per l’occasione).

Esa vola tra le rime per necessità, ed è un piacere ballarlo e ascoltarlo. Ma non è tutto: per continuare come si deve i festeggiamenti, nel mese di novembre verrà ristampato in vinile lo storico album Dalla Sede del ’97, vera e propria pietra miliare del rap italiano. D?ue importanti anniversari per un live unico ed irripetibile in cui Esa, Polare, Vigor e Dj Skizo vi faranno volare tra rime, beat e scratch! www.tube-music.it

sabato 5 novembre 2022 – dalle 22.00 – ingresso 8€ + tessera ARCI

AFROTEQUE #2 ft. Nina Kipiani

Afroteque

Sabato 5 novembre 2022 – doors 22.00

Ingresso 8€ + tessera Arci obbligatoria / ARCI Membership Card mandatory

AFROTEQUE #2 ft. Nina Kipiani a new clubbing experience

Nata in Africa da madre camerunese e padre georgiano, è cresciuta a Parigi e ora vive a Roma dove sta crescendo nel panorama della musica afro. Grazie a questo ricco background e ad anni di viaggi in giro per il mondo ha sviluppato un gusto musicale molto eclettico. Dai suoni ancestrali di culture diverse all’Afrobeat e all’Afro House, il suo universo musicale è pieno di colori e profonde emozioni.

domenica 6 novembre 2022 – doors h 17.25 – sottoscrizione /tessera Arci

BOOSTA in concerto Davide “BOOSTA” Dileo in Post Piano Session Boosta

domenica 6 novembre 2022

Apertura porte h 21.00

Tessera Arci obbligatoria // Admission only with Arci membership Card Ingresso 17,25€ su piattaforma DICE:FM

Kashmir in collaborazione con Costello’s Live e BIKO Milano presenta: Davide “BOOSTA” Dileo in Post Piano Ssession

Davide BOOSTA Dileo (SUBSONICA) presenta dal vivo POST PIANO SESSION, il suo nuovo progetto discografico da solista. Dopo LA STANZA INTELLIGENTE e FACILE, Davide BOOSTA Dileo torna con un progetto discografico articolato in sei capitoli, in uscita tra settembre e dicembre. Il primo dei sei EP POST PIANO SESSION – Tape 1è già disponibile in digitale (https://bfan.link/PPStape1). «POST PIANO SESSION – racconta Boosta – è una piccola suite di elettronica e pianoforte, evocativa e romantica, con inserti di energia e ottimismo, frutto di una libertà desiderata e covata.

Questo è il tempo in cui celebrare questa libertà, anche quella di un artista dai propri codici. Diventa un’esigenza, in primo luogo, e un dovere subito dopo. Perché la libertà, in qualunque ambito, è un bene in prestito se non lo metabolizziamo e difendiamo».

L’intero progetto discograficoPOST PIANO SESSION è in uscita per la TORINO RECORDING CLUB, neonata etichetta dello stesso Boosta, un atelier musicale, un’officina in cui la musica è lo strumento che usa per riparare e (ri)mettere in funzione tutto quello che gli serve per affrontare questa seconda metà della vita. In POST PIANO SESSION viaggiano composizioni strumentali libere che partono dal pianoforte e finiscono nell’elettronica, passando attraverso suggestioni pienamente contemporanee.

Ognuna di queste suite è parte di un concept album inizialmente pensato come un’unica opera, poi ripartita in singoli Ep, e segna il ritorno di Boosta all’elettronica.

[madeleineengland]

The scene "he's not my boyfriend" in The Old Guard is the correct transposition from the graphic novel. It's quite the same. The autor Greg Rucka himself demanded for it in the script of the movie.

Here the complete dialogue from the graphic novel with another phrases:

"That man is more to me than you can dream in your simpering, pathetic life.

That man is the stars in my sky, and the sun that lights my days.

His kiss still thrills me, even after a millennium since I first tasted him. His body, to this day, awakens a passion you will never know.

His very thoughts make music of the mundane.

He's all and he's more. He is my everything."

Bonus:

#the old guard #nicky x joe #Nicolò di genova #joe x nicky #the old guard graphic novel #graphic novel #lgbt characters #lgbt movie #gay characters #gay love #gay kiss #lgbt films #netflix movie #lgbt movies #lgbt graphic novel #superhero #Nicolò Smith #Joseph jones #greg rucka #representation #Yusuf Al-Kaysani

[igotnothingclever]

What if there was a Mr. and Mrs. Smith crossover but with Mr. Nick Smith and Mr. Joe Jones?

Let me introduce you to Mr. Nicky Smith and Mr. Joe Jones, a devoted couple and lovely neighbours.

Meet Mr. Nicky Smith: a shy, retiring historian by day works as a sniper by night for Merrick Global.

Meet Mr. Joe Jones: a sociable and engaging Creative Head at an advertising agency works as a problem solver at The Old Guard.

Everything is fine until one day Merrick Global and The Old Guard are assigned the same contract. Both outfits assign their best operatives and the game is on:

Mr. Smith

⚔️

Mr. Jones

#kaysanova #yusuf al kaysani #nicolò di genova #mr and mr smith #its crossover time again! #this could be so good #any takers? #the old guard same flavour different packaging #i can just imagine nile as Joe's handler #booker is Nicky's handler #Andy and Quyhn run the old guard #trying to take down Merrick Global #but they have to get Nicky out first #before they burn Merrick Keane and Copley to the ground #bam pow thwick swoosh #yep 😁

[campgender]

yes i did put thank you for the venom on my nicky playlist. if i do say so myself, My Mind

#nicolò di genova #nicky smith #the old guard #mcr #mac.txt

[slasherbaby]

Slasherbaby’s Masterlist (under construction, last updated 3/4/2023)

Stranger Things

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Different (Eddie Munson x trans male reader) Tumblr | AO3

➔ Series

Easy Work (omegaverse steddie)

Munsons, not Harringtons (Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson) | AO3

Domestic (Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson) | AO3

Avocado (Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson) | AO3

Dead by Daylight

➔ Oneshots

Cherry Pie (Danny Johnson x afab gender neutral reader) Tumblr | AO3

Lip Service (Danny Johnson x trans male reader) Tumblr | AO3

Puppy Love (Danny Johnson x gender neutral reader) | Tumblr

Memories (Danny Johnson x gender neutral reader) Tumblr | AO3

Love You (Danny Johnson x gender neutral reader) Tumblr | AO3

Got your Tongue (Danny Johnson x afab gender neutral reader) Tumblr | AO3

Call Me (Danny Johnson x trans male reader) Tumblr | AO3

Zippo (Danny Johnson x gender neutral reader) Tumblr | AO3

Knife Play (Danny Johnson x gender neutral reader) Tumblr

Good Boy (Danny Johnson x male reader) Tumblr | AO3

Soft & Sweet (Dwight Fairfield x female reader) Tumblr | AO3

The River (Quentin Smith, no ship) | AO3

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Frank Morrison Kinky Alphabet | Tumblr

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Chucky

➔ Oneshots

After Midnight (Charles Lee Ray x trans male reader) Tumblr | AO3

The Collector/The Collected

➔ Oneshots

Cherry Lipgloss (Asa Emory x gender neutral reader) Tumblr | AO3

➔ Series

The Collector’s Favorite

How You Love Me (Asa Emory x gender neutral reader) Tumblr | AO3

Burn (Asa Emory x gender neutral reader) Tumblr | AO3

Grishaverse/Shadow & Bone

➔ Oneshots

Quickie (Jesper Fahey x male reader) Tumblr | AO3

Death Machine

➔ Oneshots

Sugar Sugar (Jack Dante x trans male reader) Tumblr | AO3

Lord of the Rings

Wild Thing (Grima Wormtongue x trans male reader) Tumblr | AO3

The Old Guard

➔ Series

Omegaverse Immortal Husbands

Permanence (Yusuf Al-Kaysani x Nicolò di Genova) AO3

Burn up With the Water (Yusuf Al-Kaysani x Nicolò di Genova) AO3

Big God (Yusuf Al-Kaysani x Nicolò di Genova) AO3

Resident Evil

➔ Oneshots

Sing for your Supper (Karl Heisenberg x trans male reader) | AO3

Far Cry 5

➔ Series

Soft as a Peach

I'm Here (Jacob Seed x (oc) Jude Holliday) AO3

Habits (Jacob Seed x (oc) Jude Holliday) AO3

Love Me (Jacob Seed x (oc) Jude Holliday) AO3

Luxuria (Jacob Seed x (oc) Jude Holliday) AO3

If Things Were Different (Wheaty x (oc) Jude Holliday) AO3

Red Dead Redemption

➔ Oneshots

Ain’t Mine (gen, trans John Marston) AO3

Cyberpunk 2077

➔ Series

The Life and Death of V: Vincent Hayward

Fine Dining (V x Johnny Silverhand) AO3

Just Ride (V x Johnny Silverhand) AO3

Dirty Biz (V x Johnny Silverhand) AO3

Sweetheart (V x Johnny Silverhand) AO3

Free of Charge (V x Johnny Silverhand) AO3

Like Minds | Muderous Intent

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A Merging (Nigel Colbie x Alex Forbes) AO3

X-Men

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Lucky (Donald Pierce x trans male reader) AO3

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[godstrayed]

& when does a 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡 become a 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐨𝐫 ? when does a 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 become a 𝘽𝙇𝘼𝙕𝙀 ? when does a ꮇꭺɴ become a 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 ?

#𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅        ⸻         an  anthology  in  being  lost  &  forsaken:  of  being  a  disease,  a  social  fucking  pariah,  consumed  by  iniquity  and  letting  the  grief-stricken  triumph.  hardening  to  a  world  that  never  gave  a  fuck,  losing  all  attempts  at  vindication,  and  how  far  the  disavowed  can  fall.  𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔  𝒊𝒔  𝒂  𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚  𝒊𝒏  𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅.  this  is  a  procession  of  caution  &  emanation  of  desperation.  this  is  an  obituary.

a literate & mature multimuse with both original & canon characters from various media. plot-based with a heavy focus on writing. please proceed with caution: mature and dark themes will be present. ╱  as  destroyed  by  nic  (they/them,  29,  CST).

　　 　―――――― when does the 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 become the 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄 ?

( 𝒏𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 )     muses & laws.       promo.         memes.        answered.         inbox. mains. verses. wanted plots. credits. permanent starter call. & also found at @v1ctimplagued ( billy hargrove )

Mobile Muse Navigation. All other information can be found on carrd.

TV SHOWS:

Negan Smith, The Walking Dead Will Graham, NBC's Hannibal Tokyo, Money Heist Steve Harrington, Stranger Things Cha Hyunsu, Sweet Home Jeong Su-in & Heidi, Parasyte The Grey

MOVIES:

Kylo Ren, Disney's Star Wars Trilogy Steve Rogers, Captain America / Marvel Cinematic Universe Loki Laufeyson, Marvel Cinematic Universe Nicolò di Genova, The Old Guard

MYTHOLOGY:

Hades (Reimagined) Atlas (Reimagined)

LITERATURE:

Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter (anti-jkr) Patroclus, Songs of Achilles Rhysand, A Court of Thorns and Roses series Cassian, A Court of Thorns and Roses series Xaden Riorson, Fourth Wing / the Empyrean series

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS:

Angel Kwon, Assassin/Spy Gadiel Bryne, Vampire

#&. pinned post. #( do not reblog. )

[hi-itsbonny]

Aot characters and where I think they're from

if they were European. An incomplete list with no explanations by yours truly, a European.

Please don't take this too seriously, also I have never finished aot so I'm just going off of first impressions for some characters.

Armin Arlert: Swiss

Eren Jaeger: Spanish

Jean Kirschtein: French, don't know why it just is

Conny Springer: I'm torn between Ireland or somewhere in Eastern Europe, it could be both

Levi Ackermann: he's from Austria

Erwin Smith: german, duh. A small part of me says English, I'm not fully convinced

Reiner Braun: same as above 100% can't change my mind

Porco Galliard: Italian and this is the hill I will die on, give him a white shirt, distressed jeans and he's one of the fuckboys I met at clubs I went to in highschool

Falco Grice: again Italian his name literally means hawk in Italian

Annie Leonhart: Swedish

Nicolò: Italian pt.3

#attack on titan #shinjeki no kyojin #eren jaeger #armin arlert #jean kirschtein #conny springer #levi ackerman #erwin smith #reiner braun #porco galliard #falco grice #annie leonhardt #please don't take this too seriously #I'm just bored and procrastinating

[high-tidethunder]

so long lives this, and this gives life to thee

inspired by this post!

Act I: SCENE I: Holly. The main stage at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. Enter QUỲNH, wearing a long red velvet gown, her hair draped over her shoulders and braided with gold and strings of pearls. She is backlit by string lights on the stage that surround her like a halo.

QUỲNH:

This is a story of two men,

A thief and a knight,

Whose lives are inexorably entwined,

Wherever, and whenever they meet.

This is the story of a years-long fight,

The lost hope of one,

Amidst the search for the other.

This is the story of the power of a young girl,

And her empathy.

This is the story of a family,

And the ties that bind it, which will never break.

This is a story of a love, everlasting.

They might just need a push to get there.

~~~

Joe finishes belting his sword to his back and pushes his way out of the canvas costuming tent and onto the stage, where a crowd of families has already gathered. He smiles at them, waves, sits down at the table on the stage’s corner and pulls up the copy of yesterday’s newspaper that sits on it, studiously focusing on the photograph of Governor Whitmer that graces the front page.

Andy misses their cue by five minutes. Joe has to cough four times, stomp twice, and slam down the wooden tankard he’s been pretending to drink from before they tumble out of the costume tent, adjusting their silk doublet and the circlet twisted into their hair. He is going to kill Quỳnh.

“Yusuf! It has happened again!” they call, and he’s not entirely sure the frantic thread of their voice is an act. At least they remember their lines. “That scoundrel can’t keep getting away with this,” they growl, pacing the stage, pointedly ignoring the audience. They stop in front of his chair, folding their arms across their chest. “Another carriage has been raided, in the eastern wood. He made off with the whole load of silks and what gold the driver had.”

“And what do you wish from me? Years, this has been going on. He is like a shadow, melting away into the night, I cannot find him. I am lost,” Joe retorts, and stares forlornly into the empty mug in front of him. “That blackguard Nicolò di Genova is a thorn in my side that I cannot dig out.”

Andy straightens, then, and finally turns out to look at the audience. They notice the young girl in the first row and crouch down to look at her, smiling kindly when she ducks her head shyly. “Hello there, sweetheart,” they start, voice warm. “My name is Andromache, what’s yours?”

The girl looks up at her parents for a moment and waits for her mother to nod encouragingly before looking at Andy again. “I’m Aisha,” she says, barely loud enough for Joe to hear.

“Hello Aisha, I’m the queen of this realm, and I think that you,” they look up now, “all of you, might be able to help out my knight here. What do you think?”

Aisha’s eyes widen and she stares up at Andy. “Maybe,” she says, still quiet.

Not one to pressure audience participation, Andy stands and steps back, turning to look at Joe before addressing the crowd again. “I bet, if Sir Yusuf here shows you a picture of the man we are looking for, you would be able to tell us if you’ve seen him,” they say, giving Joe a sidelong glance.

He takes the charcoal sketch of Nicky he’d done the week before the festival started out of the pages of the newspaper and stands, walking to the edge of the stage. “This man,” he starts, jumping down in an area in front of the stage clear of any people and gesturing with the sketch, “is called Nicolò, and for many years he has evaded our capture while ambushing our trade routes.” Joe begins to walk up and down the length of the stage, holding the picture out all the while. “He has stolen many goods and deprived many tradesmen their hard-earned wages. We cannot let this stand, and I don’t believe any in our kingdom would think we should.” He stops, “There is a reward on his head, and should any of you be brave enough to join our scouting party, you will be well compensated.” They would get a $20 credit at a select few stalls. One per family. “Will anyone here join our cause?”

Aisha steps forward, a small step, accompanied by an encouraging smile from her mother. “I will,” she says, and the rest of the crowd breaks into a cheer of assent.

Joe grins and kneels down in front of her. “I think,” he starts, looking her in the eye, “that you would make a fantastic second-in-command,” he says, folding away the sketch of Nicky and tucking it between his chestplate and his shirt.

Right then, the stablehands bring out his and Andy’s horses and he stands, mounts the horse, and looks down at Aisha. “Would you like to ride with me, m’lady?” he asks, waiting as she looks to her parents for their agreement before nodding vigorously.

Her father lifts her into Joe’s waiting hands and he settles her in front of him on the horse before signaling to Andy that he’s ready to go when they are. They nod and lead their horse to the front of the crowd to address them, explaining that they and Joe would be leading the group through the fairgrounds in the search. They wait for everyone to situate themselves between the horses, then head out towards the costuming stalls. Joe waits for everyone to clear out before bringing up the rear, making sure to keep pace with Aisha’s parents.

~~~

About halfway through the “search”, Aisha asks to see the sketch again and Joe switches the reins to one hand, pulling the paper out and holding it in front of her. He notices now that he’d gotten Nicky’s nose wrong and he tells Aisha so with a fake-somber shake of his head. In truth, it is a little disappointing. Nicky had willingly sat for an hour for Joe to get the sketch done instead of just handing him a headshot like anyone else would have done. He’d wanted to get it right.

She pats his hand consolingly, stares at the picture for a moment, then asks, “What if he’s hungry?”

Joe is a little taken aback, but he can see her parents smiling next to them and would never try to discourage a child’s empathy, so he responds, “Well, then we would feed him. But, if he takes others’ wares, they’ll have nothing to sell, then they might go hungry.”

“Why couldn’t you feed them, too?”

“We could. We would. But it is difficult managing a kingdom, Aisha, we can’t know everyone who’s hungry all the time. We can only do our best to stop those who are taking advantage of other people, so that they have no reason to go hungry.”

“But when we find him, if he is hungry, you’ll feed him?”

Joe can’t help the smile that’s spreading across his face. “We will, sweetheart. Queen Andromache wants no one in this kingdom to suffer.”

~~~

When Andy finally leads them to the blacksmith’s stall, a little boy in the crowd is the first to spot Nicky where he’s half-hidden behind Booker, the smith, and the new girl, Nile, who are deep in a conversation about metalworking.

Joe hands Aisha back to her parents, then dismounts and draws his sword, handing the reins off to one of the stablehands and approaching the entrance to the shop. “Nicolò di Genova!” he calls, and Booker and Nile step out of the way as Nicky looks up from where he’d been pretending to browse the scabbards on one wall.

“And who are you?” Nicky spits out, shifting on his feet into a fighting stance.

“I,” Joe starts, and wastes no amount of grandeur as he looks out over the crowd amassed before them and continues his speech, “am Yusuf ibn Ibrahim ibn Mohammed al-Kaysani,” here he pauses and looks at Nile, standing next to him with genuine delight on her face, and winks at her, “called al-Tayyib,” he says, swiftly turning and bowing to her, taking her hand in his and pressing a gentle kiss to it. “And you,” he says, standing abruptly and swinging back around to confront Nicky, pointing his sword at him accusatorily, “Nicolò di Genova, are a thief.”

“And by whose authority do you make this claim?” Nicky asks, quirking an eyebrow. “I am but a traveling merchant, here with the sunrise and gone with its set,” he says with a saccharine smile. A taunt.

“Peddler of stolen wares,” Joe bites back, advancing as Nicky steps backward, eyes widening in apprehension in an expression that is almost comically exaggerated to anyone who knows him.

Joe remembers the countless lunch breaks that had been spent rehearsing after Nicky had come to him after their first week of shows together and asked for help making his performance more believable.

He can’t help but be a little proud of himself for the result.

“You have not answered me,” Nicky says, buying time as he makes his way further into the smithy and towards the rack of swords on the far wall. “By whose authority are you making this claim?”

“I am making this arrest under the authority of the Nomad Queen.”

At this, Nicky turns to look at Andy, sitting horseback behind the crowd, drawing their attention to them. They straighten their back, their delicate gold circlet glinting in the sun, and stare down their nose at Nicky.

Nicky takes this moment of distraction to lunge at the rack of swords, grab his blunted prop one they’d planted there that morning, and deftly pull it free. “It is not an arrest you will make without a fight,” he snarls, once again settling into a fighting stance.

“I did not imagine it would be,” Joe counters, coiling his own muscles like a spring.

It’s Nicky who attacks first this time, lunging at Joe as he swings his blade at him in a sweeping downward arc. Joe quickly checks that Nile and Booker have cleared the crowd to a safe distance away before allowing himself to fall back, his own sword raised over his head to protect himself from the blow. He forces Nicky’s sword to the side, inadvertently pushing the two of them chest to chest, and makes to draw the dagger at his hip before his arm is twisted back and Nicky ducks away from him. He growls and advances again, Nicky blocks his first blow but stumbles over a divot in the ground at the second one and falls, dropping his sword to fling out his hand and break his fall. Joe’s hand darts out to grab the fallen blade and he throws it in the direction of the smithy before standing over Nicky, settling the point of his sword under his chin.

“Do you yield?” he asks, panting slightly.

He’s suddenly acutely aware of the way Nicky’s Adam's apple bobs when he swallows.

For a moment, Nicky’s eyes darken into an emotion that isn’t there quite long enough for Joe to recognize it, before hardening into steel once more. “Never,” he spits, then reaches up and, in one swift motion, twists Joe’s sword out of his hand and rolls to his feet. And then, Joe finds himself with his own blade to his neck, staring down it to that same dark look in Nicky’s eyes.

He’s about to say something when Booker calls to Joe and hefts Nicky’s sword his way and they’re in the thick of the stage fight again until Nicky yields.

~~~

“Why did that little girl remind you to feed me?” Nicky asks when they’re back in the costuming tent, and Joe huffs a laugh.

“Aisha,” he responds, “She was very worried that the scoundrel we were looking for might have turned to crime because he was hungry.”

Nicky smiles at this, one of those barely-there smiles of his that Joe first read as a reluctance to tolerate his presence but now sees a kind of beauty in. “Good for her,” he says as he makes his way through the tent to his cubby, undoing the clasps of his leather jerkin as he goes.

Joe goes to his own cubby and sheds his heavy leather armor before tucking it away. He grabs his phone and wallet and is about to leave to grab them lunch when he hears Nicky let out a curse and call for him, and turns to see him tugging helplessly at the last clasp on his jerkin. “Need help with that?”

“Please? I think it caught on the undershirt and I don’t want to tear it if I don’t have to.”

“Yeah, okay, I’ll see what I can do,” Joe says, walking over.

He takes the stubborn clasp in his hands and Nicky lets his own hands fall to rest on the wooden chest behind him as Joe messes with the fabric of his shirt, trying to figure out where it’s caught.

“Sorry,” he says, still holding the fabric taut as he kneels to put his phone and wallet on the dirt floor at Nicky’s feet to free up his hand, “I think I see where it’s caught, but-” he looks up from the ground and cuts himself off when he realizes just exactly what position he’s gotten himself in.

Nicky looks down at the same moment Joe looks up at him and barely gets out a ‘what?’ before his eyes widen ever so slightly and he clamps his mouth shut, the tips of his ears turning pink. Joe clears his throat and Nicky’s jaw tightens and he tips his head back, staring steadfastly at the ceiling as Joe goes back to twisting the fabric of his shirt out of the clasp of his jerkin.

“All good!” Joe says when he finishes, forcing cheer into his voice and pulling down the shirt. He very nearly pats it smooth before he catches himself.

“Thanks,” Nicky says, almost clipped, and Joe hazards a look up at him as he blindly reaches out for his phone and wallet.

“Well, I’m not going to ask what you two were doing in here, but I will remind you that this is a tent and does not lock, and I am going to ask if either of you know where my wife is because I believe she owes me $50 now,” Andy says from behind them, and Joe whips around to look so fast that his neck hurts. They wave, phone in hand, then duck out of the tent.

“It’s not what it looks like!” he tries to call after them, raising himself up on one knee towards the tent entrance in some half-assed, desperate attempt to stop his reputation from being ruined.

A hand lands on his shoulder, then, and he feels Nicky’s hair brush at the side of his neck, a sensation that probably shouldn’t send a shiver through him but does anyways. “I think,” he says, voice low in Joe’s ear, “I would very much like it if it was.”

Joe stands so quickly he slams his head into Nicky’s chin, and the other man lets out what Joe assumes is a truly impressive string of curses in Italian, although his semester abroad in Rome didn’t quite teach him whatever it was Nicky had just said about a pig.

“Oh, shit, I’m so sorry, fuck, Nicky, are you okay?” he gets out in one breath, turning to see Nicky with a hand pressed to his mouth and a wild look in his eyes.

“That,” he says pointedly, tightly, muffled by his fingers, “was not the outcome I was hoping for,” he finishes, taking his hand away from his mouth and revealing his lips, smeared with blood.

Joe’s heart plummets and he jerks forward, grabbing for the box of tissues he knows is on top of the cubbies and tearing one out. He crumples it in one hand and holds it to Nicky’s bleeding lip before he realizes what he’s doing.

“Sorry,” he says again, not quite sure if he should keep holding the tissue to the cut.

Nicky makes the decision for him, bringing his own hand to take hold of the bloodied tissue and shaking his head. “I should be the one apologizing,” he says, eyes downcast. “I shouldn’t have said that, it was unprofessional and,” he stops, frustration flooding his features, as though the words he wants to say are evading him. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” he finally says and looks up at Joe. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Joe says, shaking his head. “It’s not a big deal-”

Nicky cuts him off at this, “I’ll just take this as a ‘no’ and leave you alone,” he says, and the tone in his voice twists Joe’s gut.

“Wait, Nicky, no. Don’t,” he protests, reaching out for Nicky’s wrist. “Take it as a ‘I don’t have any dinner plans tonight, and I did make a promise to feed you’?” he offers, hoping he sounds as sincere as he is.

The tension melts from Nicky’s face, the worried lines at the corners of his pursed lips turning up in a smile. “You’re a terrible cook,” he says, raising an eyebrow.

Joe laughs, and it feels like letting go. “I am,” he agrees. He’s perfected three dishes that aren’t sandwiches or cold cereal, and even with those, they’re half-burned half the time. “But I’m really good at picking good restaurants because of it,” he says, and Nicky snorts.

“I like the sound of that,” he says, and warmth blooms in Joe’s chest.

“6 sound good?” he asks, a time that should give them both an hour or so after their shift ends to get cleaned up. “I’ll pick you up.”

“Sounds great,” Nicky says, just as Joe hears his cue line for his next performance coming from the stage.

“Who knows where the night might go, huh?” he says, looking Nicky up and down and winking before turning and running for the stage.

#the old guard #the old guard fic #tog fic #userlyde #as i did with the fight gym au...i will more than likely write more of this on a whim #it's about...the found family... #the freedom from restrictions of Research because these are things im Intimately Familiar with #my fic

[sixth-light]

Hi, I have a question about Nicky's name. Is Nicolo di Genova likely to be his full name? Is he the only Nicolo in Genova? I'm obviously not an expert but I thought in Europe you would also have a last name, either named after your occupation like Smith or Miller or named after your father like - Son of .. - I just think his name is kinda vague but maybe I'm just overthinking this. Thanks!!

Surname usage varied across Europe historically and wasn’t consistent anywhere until a lot later than the eleventh century; my understanding is that there were noble families in Italy using family surnames by then, but that definitely wasn’t true in other countries. It wouldn’t be unusual for an average knight or soldier (or priest) to have no surname at all, and even if he did, often not one that was a surname in the modern sense of a family name that passes consistently from generation to generation.

I think if Nicolò was calling himself Nicolò di Genova in 1099-ish, it most likely means one of two things: it’s a way to describe where he’s from when that matters (I am Nicolò, from Genova) or he’s part of the ruling family of Genova (I am Nicolò, of the family which controls Genova). 

So it’s not exactly a surname in the way we would understand it (a family name), but it’s definitely a surname in the historical sense - a second name to distinguish him from other people called Nicolò - and he almost definitely wouldn’t have used it IN Genova because there’s no way he was the only Nicolò there! He could have used another, or no surname at all, depending on the context. Or maybe he only started using it when he was travelling with Yusuf, and it became a meaningful way to describe himself. 

I don’t know enough about the structure of Italian names to know whether it’s likely he would have had a patronymic he doesn’t use when introducing himself now, but in the comic he introduces himself as ‘Nicolò di Genova’ and nothing else, so I think it’s pretty safe to assume that’s the name he chooses to be known by. 

Very keen to hear from anybody who knows more detail about naming in medieval Italian city-states, though! 

#the old guard #nicolò di genova #names #today we use 'family name' and 'surname' interchangeably #but historically they indicate different things #not all surnames were family names #in many parts of Europe for a long time NONE were #if you were Jack Tailor it was because you were a tailor #your kid wouldn't be William Tailor unless he kept up the trade #Anonymous

[andrea-lyn]

the sun is trying to kill the moon, 2/2 (complete), joe/nicky

The science community unveils successful time travel and the very next morning, Joe wakes to find that no one knows who Nicky Smith is, other than him. Faced with the prospect of a life without Nicky, Joe will stop at nothing to get him back.

Before he even opens his eyes, it’s the sound that nearly knocks Joe off his feet.

This sound shouldn’t be different than any other battle. The clash of metal should be the same, the sound of men dying shouldn’t change, but there’s something about this particular battle-scarred landscape that has never left Joe and crystallizes it as unique in his mind. He’d know it anywhere. It’s in his nightmares and his dreams. Now, again, it’s impossibly here before him.

He opens his eyes to a familiar sight painted before him, a battle raging in the distance and the tents of his former enemies flickering before him in the dusk light.

It’s 1099. He’s in Jerusalem, near the Wall.

In the years after this, Nicky had told him about what happened in the days leading up to the battle that brought them to one another. He’d spoken of the ship’s voyage and how it had made him furiously seasick, how he’d prayed to God constantly for dry land until finally his feet touched solid ground and the sickness abated.

He’d thought that the end of God’s blessings.

“I didn’t know that God was not done blessing me yet,” Nicky always finishes his story, “because he saw fit to give me you, too.”

Joe inhales sharply to quell the ache in his chest. He’s so close, but he’s still so far and even the memory of Nicky’s fingers stroking over his warm skin in the light of a fire as he spoke of Joe being his blessing isn’t enough, when he has limited time to work.

He shoves his helmet under a pile of Genoese weapons nearby. He’ll need it soon, but right now, he’s wearing the clothes of the Franks, needing to blend in with them. Nicky’s here, somewhere, even if he’s still Nicolò di Genova -- a man removed from history by the stupidity of people who had no idea how much he means to Joe.

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#the old guard #joe x nicky #joe/nicky #fic #complete #tw: violence #time travel #the fix-it chapter