Imagine what Lucifer was thinking when he left the cage though;
-shit shit shit
-okay act normal
-that’s too normal, weird it up a little
-you got this satan
-why is Castiel so small next to the Winchesters goddamn.. Nick wasn’t this small
-why is Dean looking at me like that
-seriously Dean stop
-are they in love or something? D-Dean please just like look at your brother or something idk
-Hell is huuuuuuuge
-should I have brought a coat?
-oh wait I’m wearing Cas I have a built in trench coat nvm
Have you ever considered…Nick Valentine and his relationship with children?
That he had been in Diamond City for so many years that he’s probably seen the citizens grow from little ones, into adults and then starting families with children of their own?
That he probably always smiles to himself when he hears the news of another member of Diamond City giving birth to a new bundle of joy, and knowing that even though the world is dangerous – that they now have a new little star to light their way in the darkness. (And later going to introduce himself to them and the happy parents, because babies always seem fascinated by his glowing eyes, and he loves their bubbling)
Or that Nick more than likely goes out of his way to learn the names of the children of Diamond City, and does his best to become a mentor to them and answer any and all questions that they have for him – because the children were never afraid of what he was – and are always overjoyed when “Cool Detective Nick” gives them extra attention when he’s not on a case.
“Why do ya smoke, Mista Valentine?” “Cus it helps this ol’ noggin of mine feel relaxed, kid.” “Can I smoke too?” “Aw, I don’t think so, pal. You don’t wanna wind up a dusty old mess like me, do ya?”
Think about Nick bringing one of the kids from the School House in with him to his office after their classes, and Ellie rolling her eyes playfully.
“Another one? Nick, really?” She would say with a sweet giggle, and Nick would ruffle the kid’s head and lean down to their height to place his hat upon their head.
“Nah, but you don’t get it, Ellie,” He would say in response to her. “This here is my lucky partner for the day.”
Now, think about Nick picking the squealing, smiling kid up over his shoulders, and carrying them out to the market place. Telling them that he needs their help, and relying on their wits and detective skills to discover just what happened to Takahashi‘s last batch of Power Noodles.
“Great job, partner! Without’cha the city would’ve been starving tonight! How, how’bout we get a bowl or two to celebrate our detective work, huh?”
Think about Nick turning fiercely protective whenever one of them are bothered by rude people on the Upper Stands, calling them “urchins” or “snot nosed brats”, or someone from the outside that had the gall to try and injure them to prove that it isn’t all fun and games, and “This is what happens to kids out here in the real world.”
Think about Nick placing a hand on the kid’s shoulder and retorting with wisecracks of his own to get the rude person to back down, or worse…standing in front of them, shielding them from the raiders and firing a warning shot, before picking up the kid and tucking them safe under his neck as they travel back home together; telling them that it will be okay.
Just…Nick Valentine and kids, okay.
Because, even though the world is a post apocalyptic hell… Nick is going to do all that he’s able to make sure that the children around him are taken care of, and above all safe, even when they’re parents aren’t able to.
And if all he can do is buy one of the kids a round of noodles, or play detective with them, or watch over them when they’re scared and crying and keep them safe from the close-minded of the city, and the outside world…by goodness, he’s going to do that.
Because he knows what it’s like to be lost in world that is too big and too terrifying for one person to take in on their own. And he knows that to overcome that fear – you need to have hope. You need to have joy, and you need to have a childhood.
And Nick is going to do all he can to make sure that the kids out in the Commonwealth get just that, even if it’s from a weathered old Synth Detective like himself.s
I keep swearing I’m going to wrap up the Nonsexual Acts of Intimacy Prompts, but I’m just having so much fun with them. Much thanks to Jenniferjuni-per for sending in this prompt: forehead or cheek kisses! Thank you very much for being patient as it took me forever to finish this :)
Just for a reference, I picture Jyn’s section very soon after Scarif, but Cassian’s several years later, once the Rebellion is settled into Echo Base on Hoth.
Quick Warning: Both Jyn and Cassian wake up in various states of panic attacks (Though I’ve never written one before, so I’m not sure how well I conveyed it here) and Cassian gets focused for a minute on some of his past assassinations, so if any of that bothers you, I would encourage you not to read!
Sorry this took so long! It’s also pretty long so I hope that makes up for having taken awhile to write it? I also made this more than just Simon and Bram bc I need more of everyone and I love everyone. I’ll keep it under a read more since it’s pretty long aha.
Jimin doesn’t think he’s ever been so nervous before and the idea of it is rather silly because honestly speaking how threatening can a pair of young girls be? The answer? Very, especially when they’re some of Y/N’s good friends. He had a hard enough time digging up the courage to ask Y/N out. When he did the fluttering in his stomach threatened to burst through his chest. He was sure if you cut him open, a million butterflies would pour out, along with tiny little blushing hearts.
“You’ll like them, I promise!” Y/N is beaming, excited that her two friends are finally going to meet him, but Jimin isn’t sure if the feeling is mutual. He’d love to get to know her friends, but he feels like he’s getting ready to take a test, one he hasn’t studied for. He shouldn’t have to worry though, because he’s head over heels for Y/N.
“What’re you… are you saying you’re gay?” Digger asked slowly, as if trying to come to terms with information he didn’t quite understand.
Ty swallowed with difficulty and wet his lips. His gut was churning as if he truly were in free-fall. He leaned forward. He couldn’t read any of them, and that alone made Ty more than a little worried. He nodded anyway. “Yeah. That’s what I’m saying.”
He held his breath as he waited for any of them to react, and they took their sweet time.
Nick watched Ty for a full minute before he finally looked away.
- Divide & Conquer (Kindle Locations 3550-3555).
Ever think about what Nick sat there thinking about during that full minute. Because Abi doesn’t exaggerate time in her writings, so I am sure she meant he sat there staring at Ty the whole time. So, what all do you think went through his head?
I think it would go something like this:
Ty is bi. The fucker likes guys. The motherfucker, sitting right here in front of me, likes the dick. Asshole. Why didn’t he tell me? I am his best friend; he could have told me. Like you’ve told him you’re bi, bro? -grunt- He’s been keeping this to himself, afraid I would judge him, afraid I would stop being his friend, well fuck him. He means more to me than that. Asshole. Bro. Yeah, I know pot kettle, but…Ty’s gay. I could have put my moves on him and reeled him in. I still could. What? No, I could. This Zane guy seems horrible for him. Bro. No no, this is good. I can get him drunk so the asshole will listen to me. Nick. I can soften him up. Charm him. Nicholas. Then all I need to do is kiss him, and well, no one can resist me once I kiss them. Sigh. Are you really going to risk losing him now? You saw how he looked at him. I’ve already lost him.