aw look it's you and nick

the-blue-eyed-fallen-angel  asked:

For the KHR thing: Reborn had thought he was THE most stubborn bastard on the planet. Seeing Sawada Tsunayoshi stand up and caving in the skull of the man who shot him point blank on the chest gives him second thoughts.

Reborn knows a killing shot when he sees one. So when he sees the bullet that tears through Sawada Tsunayoshi’s chest like nothing, even before the child hits the ground he’s thinking dead. He doesn’t want to, and something in him - that fragile, tentative friendship he and Tsunayoshi have started - screams with the loss of those pure Flames even as Reborn himself goes on the offensive. If he can’t save his student, he’ll mow down an army in return.

But as always, Tsuna has to surprise him.

Even before the medics reach the body to drag it away, Tsuna is jerking upright - alive, somehow, and snarling as he charges towards the man that shot him. The man’s head lands between Tsuna’s hands, and there’s an awful moment of pure silence as Reborn realizes what’s going to happen, and looks away just as a squelch fills the air.

Tsuna drops the body, hands bloody with bits of brain between his fingers, and Reborn does not race to his side. Instead he walks over and says, “I was the most stubborn man alive before you came along.”

Tsuna laughs, but it sounds like a wheeze. The bullet probably nicked a lung on its way through. He still doesn’t know how his student is alive. “Got too much to live for. You’ve given me standards, Reborn.”

Reborn smiles at that. “Good.” He climbs up onto Tsuna’s lap and pulls the bloody remains of his shirt away from the wound. Up close, its not pretty, and Reborn can certainly confirm its a killing wound. Tsuna leans back and lets him lay his hands over it with nary a flinch. It’s quiet as the cleaners and medics come and pick up what’s left of the enemy or their own men and haul them off.

Shamal ambles over to Tsuna and Reborn’s side, eyes unusually sharp. “Mah,” he says, scratching the stubble on his chin. “That’s a rather nasty-looking wound there, Vongola.”

How are you still alive? 

Tsuna smiles sardonically, tilting his head. “’Tis but a scratch,” he quotes, and Shamal closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose while Reborn fights down a smile.

“Monty Python, Tsuna?” he murmurs.

“It’s fitting,” Tsuna replies. 

“You are a pain in my ass, even when you’re supposed to be dead,” Shamal finally says, and jabs a finger towards the vague direction of what is probably his office. “March, Vongola. Reborn, help me make sure your ridiculous student isn’t about to drop dead like he should have already done.”

Tsuna takes no offense at the ‘should have’. Merely smiles and follows Shamal’s directions, which is probably the only thing that saves him from being injected with something nasty.

(Shamal gets him back during the five weeks of bed rest he’s put on though.)

anonymous asked:

for nick, reminder: it was shown that seishiro taught syaoran the particular kicking so...

Oh, dear and sweet anon! I couldn’t forget that awful fact even if I wanted to (and I do). 

But there were a number of people reminding me about this, so I must have been pretty unclear about this in the moment. Either way, REST ASSURED. It’s not Seishirou that I’m questioning here, but Kamui. 

LET’S REVIEW THE CASE FILE FOR KAMUI’S WILD WILD ASSUMPTION. 

Mr dick vampire’s statement can be broken down into these steps. 

(1) I saw your kicking style 

(2) I recognized it as Seishirou’s 

and (3) I concluded that he must have taught you it. 

And while he is completely correct on point (3), the fact that he IS correct is COMPLETE chance if that’s the logic he’s going with. 

Because point (1) and (2) hinge almost entirely on this one page. 

In which Syaoran kicks him once. 

Just one time, and it doesn’t even hit.

Not only that, but he kicks him SLOWLY. Because they’re UNDERWATER. 

But this is apparently all he needs to come to the conclusion that Seishirou taught Syaoran how to do it. 

Which implies that either [A] Seishirou ACTUALLY ALSO KICKS REALLY SLOWLY AND IN SLOW MOTION (which would be great, but probably wasn’t what CLAMP was going for), or that [B] perhaps his vampire senses allow him to recognise martial arts so specifically and categorically that any single kick would have been enough for him to recognise any possible move that might have been taught by Seishirou. 

So, on seeing Syaoran flail around under water and kick him really slowly, Kamui had a moment of “Ah, yes. Of course. That’s Kick #116.86 Pt.8F.06.07., Sub Section 87GG802. Naturally. In the entire multiverse, and out of every possible alternate version of every possible character, that PRECISE kick can ONLY EVER be replicated by the One Seishirou I know. Any other explanation is IMPOSSIBLE.”

That’s the ONLY POSSIBLE EXPLANATION for how SYAORAN CAN KICK in this ONE WAY while drowning under water. 

THAT’S THE ONLY ONE. 

THE ONLY ONE. 

And yet he was right, so here we are.

@gneisscastiel replied to your post “gneisscastiel: gneisscastiel: @elizabethrobertajones replied to…”

idk what you are talking about there is a scientific reason for everything if you dig deep enough XD haven’t you read about how when lucifer was in nick and he was getting all those blisters on his skin that that matches up with radiation poisoning which would make sense because angels are supposedly composed of light.

Yeah, I remember that. :D I just tend to look at the story first through magic, so explanations of “oh its like organ rejection” make sense but that’s just the first look at why it would be interesting to me. Get some basic facts down and then delve into the more mystical thoughts about why Lucifer is so awful he’d burn through vessels or why some humans are stronger vessels etc. because there’s more storytelling interest in the meanings and whys than the look of things and how it’s justified in the world or not. Especially because reasonings for these things are not exactly scientifically understood by the writers either, so they mess up hard science you try and put down on it, because they change the meaning and therefore the science. They have every possible contradictory version of what time travel can be in fiction on this show :P

The Signs at their Kid's Sports Game
  • Aries: KICK THEIR ASS! *someone shoves their kid and it doesn't get called* WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU?!?!!
  • Taurus: It's alright Timmy! Keep it up! Slow and steady wins the race! I have snacks for you!
  • Gemini: GO RIGHT! GO RIGHT! NO ONE IS DEFENDING THE RIGHT SIDE! *kid goes right and scores goal* *gets bored and leaves*
  • Cancer: Did I just hear someone call Kayla a loser? DID SOMEONE JUST CALL MY KAYLA A LOSER?!?! *Kayla shoves person down* Aw, look at my Kayla go! THAT'S RIGHT KAYLA, STICK UP FOR YOURSELF!
  • Leo: GOOD LOOK NICK, GOOD LOOK! LET'S KEEP THAT UP FOR THE SECOND QUARTER. *wears decorated t-shirt and face paint*
  • Virgo: *Calculates approximate placement of offense, predicting goals* *Walks down to sideline and talks to coach* Their team clearly has a strong offensive side, so why don't you strengthen our defense?
  • Libra: Penny is such a great girl! I am so proud to be her mom. *gives all kids snacks* *steals trophy and runs*
  • Scorpio: *yells passionately the entire time* Did I just see Brooke smile at a boy?
  • Sagittarius: *roots for kids like the other parents* *game ends* Good job, Mark, let's go try some new gelato at that new Italian restaurant and then find a new hiking spot!
  • Capricorn: *kid hurts finger* I GOT YOU BABY! I BROUGHT A FIRST AID KIT! *out runs coaches and athletic trainer to help injured kid*
  • Aquarius: *talking to another parent* I really don't understand why this game is so glorified. We could be doing such better things with our free time!
  • Pisces: Ralph, you did SO good honey. I love how dedicated you are. You inspire me. Seeing you run down the field with your team mates was *sheds a tear* amazing.
"Talk" Part 4 (possibly final, we'll see) - October 28th, 2016 - ZPD HQ
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Nick:</b> Carrots, I... *sighs, kneeling down in front of her*<p/><b>Judy:</b> Nick? Are you okay? What's wrong?<p/><b>
  • Nick: Judy I... I almost...I could've lost you...*touches her shoulders* if that bomb went off just a second earlier...you would've been...<p/></p><p/><b>Judy:</b> *smiles softly, taps his muzzle so he looks up* Nick... It's okay. You saved me, and we're gonna find out who was behind all this.<p/><b>Nick:</b> I know... I know. Just... I don't know what I would've done if you had gotten hurt or...killed.<p/><b>Judy:</b> *touches his cheek softly* Aw, Nick... I knew my best friend would protect me.<p/><b>Nick:</b> *smiles, laughs uncomfortably* It's weird, ya know. I had the courage to scoop you up and jump to safety... Yet, I can barely work up the guts to tell you that I l-<p/><b>Bogo:</b> *bursts through the door* Hopps! You were supposed to give me the details from the interview immediately!<p/><b>Judy:</b> I know, I know! I was just on my way! *looks at Nick* I'll be back. *hurries out, Bogo following her*<p/><b>Nick:</b> *flinches as the door slams behind them, stands up sighing* Maybe this is a sign... Maybe I won't ever tell her... *looks over at a photo of he and Judy right after his graduation, smiles* Try everything, right Nick?<p/><b> A Little Bit Later...<p/><b>Judy:</b> </b> Apparently the kid's dad had a bit of a temper.<p/><b>Bogo:</b> You think he's the killer?<p/><b>Judy:</b> I'm not sure... But it wouldn't hurt to ask and see if we can get in touch with him.<p/><b>Bogo:</b> *opening the door to his office* Show me the case notes.<p/><b>Judy:</b> *walks in and tosses the folder on the desk*<p/><b>Nick:</b> Judy! *bursts into Bogo's office, ignoring the strange looks he's getting*<p/><b>Judy:</b> Nick?!?<p/><b>Bogo:</b> Wilde what is the meaning of this? What are you doing? I-<p/><b>Nick:</b> Sorry, Chief but just... Shut up for a minute. *sinks to his knees in front of Judy*<p/><b>Bogo:</b> ....<p/><b>Judy:</b> *her eyes widen* Nick!<p/><b>Nick:</b> *grabs her shoulders, staring deep in her eyes* Carrots I have to tell you this now... before someone else comes and interrupts, or Agent Savage comes to whisk you away, or even another suicide bomber decides you're his next target.<p/><b>Judy:</b> ...o...okay...<p/><b>Nick:</b> You remember when you asked me if I liked you? Well, I don't.<p/><b>Judy:</b> *stiffens, frowns*<p/><b>Nick:</b> *smiles* I love you, Judith Hopps. I love you from the very bottom of my heart. And I want to be with you.<p/><b>Judy:</b> *the tips of her ears burning bright red* I...<p/><b>Bogo:</b> Wilde, listen...<p/><b>Nick:</b> *growls* I'm not done!<p/><b>Bogo:</b> *raises an eyebrow*<p/><b>Nick:</b> *lowers his voice* Judy, I've loved you ever since you handed me that application to join the ZPD. That's why I walked out. It broke my heart to hear you talk about predators like that. It felt like a personal jab at me. But...it wasn't. I was battling with my emotions and I... I apologize. I didn't want to like you. I apologize for not telling you earlier. I should've told you under the bridge when you poured out your heart to me... And since I didn't, I'm doing it now. I don't care what other people think. I am a sly fox who is in love with a dumb bunny.<p/><b>Judy:</b> Nick we...<p/><b>Nick:</b> I...I wanted to give you something when I confessed but...nothing seemed appropriate so... *sighs* I am giving you my heart. It's cracked and...and stitched and falling apart, but it's yours....... Do what you want with it. It's cheesy and cliché to give my heart but really...what else is there? *laughs bitterly, stands up and avoids meeting anyone's eyes* Sorry to interrupt, Chief.<p/><b>Bogo:</b> *nods*<p/><b>Judy:</b> *speechless*<p/><b>Nick:</b> *walks out of the office in silence, closing the door behind him*<p/><b>Judy:</b> .......<p/><b>Bogo:</b> ........<p/><b>Judy:</b> He... I... But we... And I thought... U-Um so...uh... The i-interview notes are...um...<p/><b>Bogo:</b> *smirks* We can go over the notes later, Hopps. I have a feeling your mind is elsewhere right now. Go catch your partner.<p/><b>Judy:</b> *smiles, hurries out of his office* Nick!<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

Go burst into tears then–the first time I’d seen her cry since she was a child.  She sat down on the floor, straight down, as if her legs gave out.  I sat down beside her and leaned my head against hers.  She finally swallowed her last sob and looked at me.  ‘Remember when I said, Nick, I said I’d still love you if?  I’d love you no matter what came after the if?' 

'Yes.’

'Well, I still love you.  But this breaks my heart.'  She let out an awful sob, a child’s sob.  'Things weren’t supposed to turn out this way. ’

'It’s a strange twist,’ I said, trying to turn it light.

'She won’t try to keep us apart, will she?’

'No,’ I said.  'Remember, she’s pretending to be someone better, too.’

— 

Gone Girl, pgs. 412 - 413

Gillian Flynn

Miss Her? - August 17, 2016 - 1:01pm
  • Clawhauser: *staring at Nick* You sure you're okay? I mean... Judy's been gone for a day or so already, and you look awful. Trouble sleeping?
  • Nick: Look, Ben. I'm fine. Just a little overwhelmed with doing all our stuff alone....You know, my mood doesn't depend on whether or not Carrots is here.
  • Clawhauser: I didn't mean anything by asking, Nick. It just seems like you're more... Reserved while she's gone.*smirks* It's okay to admit that you miss her! I know you do!
  • Nick: *coughs uncomfortably* what? Me, miss her? Nah. She probably misses me. I have more time to myself with her gone. A lot more time...
  • Clawhauser: Nick...How many times have you called her today?
  • Nick: *shrugs* eh... 6 or 7 times... But that's just because I had questions! Like.. Where she keeps the car keys and such.
  • Clawhauser: Riiiiiight. I bet watching her apartment for her isn't making things better, either. *giggles*
  • Nick: *blushing furiously, a flashback of him sitting on her couch staring at her family photos on the walls* It's torture... Didn't realize how quiet it is without her. Alright, subject change. And wipe that smug grin off your face. *rolls his eyes*
  • Clawhauser: *grins and mumbles to himself* I don't think he'll make it through this week...

missing you is a slow burn

louis/nick, 16k, explicit. 

“Maybe we should talk,” he offers quietly, even though he already knows what the answer will be. So when Louis frantically shakes his head and tries to kiss him again, he takes his face in his hands and strokes his cheek with his thumb, asks, “What do you want, love?”

Louis doesn’t look him in the eye when he whispers, “You.”

So Nick gives him just that.