nick is so small

Okay but.

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

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
-what do
-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


It’s always a good time when the whole gang gets together!

Bête Noire (Acts of Intimacy #7)

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!

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@ryutolbx Well I really tried, sorry Ryu :/.

Please try to have a bunny-sized Christmas hat on the big bad fox to cheer up your day ^^

See my original Zootopia Christmas post here:

Oath Of The Horatii by Jacques Louis David // “I Don’t Want To Know” by Fleetwood Mac

requested by anonymous

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A full minute

“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.

The Violet Diaries: When A Fox Loves A Bunny

Mr. and Mrs. Hopps come to visit their granddaughter for the first time and Nick goes on errands.


           “How do I look? Do I look good?”

Judy wore her most prime causal outfit, trying to look as mature and parental as possible. She stood in the kitchen that was practically sparkling after the hours the bunny had sent furiously cleaning the entire apartment.

Nick was sitting at the kitchen table, feeding Violet crushed carrots. He looked at the mother of his kit with a smirk, “You look gorgeous, darling.”

“I don’t want to look gorgeous I want to look like life has gone exactly as I planned,” Judy groaned, her ears dropping to her shoulders.

Nick looked to their hybrid daughter who had bits of carrots on her muzzle then looked back at his girlfriend. Judy sighed, “Good point.”

           At the beginning of the week Judy had gotten a call from her parents, Stu and Bonnie would be coming over this weekend to meet their granddaughter. Judy was happy about it, telling them they’d see them when they arrived. But a fact hung over both her and Nick as the week flew by. Violet was five months old and only now did Stu and Bonnie bother to come visiting her.

Judy shook her head of the rotten thoughts, this was a good thing, Violet deserved to meet her grandparents.

Now they were picking up Violet and heading out the door, going to meet Bonnie and Stu at the train station.

           Nick pulled Violet in the baby stroller as they walked down the street, Judy still looking anxious. The fox ran his tail across her legs in a show of comfort, she smiling gratefully at him. “What would I do without you?”

“Sleep,” Nick smirked, glancing down at Squeaker who liked to play a game called ‘Don’t Let Mom and Dad Sleep at Night’. She lost if they managed to lull her to sleep and right now Nick’s score was thirteen and Violet’s was fifteen.

Judy giggled and leaned against Nick for a few moments, enjoying the feel of his soft fur and scent. She pulled away when the train station came into sight.

           While they waited in said station Violet stared around her with bulging eyes at the array of animals that walked around them, at the sheer size of the building. Nick chuckled at his daughter’s awe while Judy’s ears pricked as she heard the train arriving.

She broke into a smile as out of the train came two bunnies dressed in country clothing and Stu carrying two suitcases.

Judy waved at the two as she ran toward them, “Mom! Dad!”

Mr. and Mrs. Hopps broke into bright grins as they accepted the hug their daughter gave them. Nick pushed the stroller toward the three rabbits as Judy pulled away from her parents’ embrace.

“Hi Mr. Hopps, hi Mrs. Hopps,” he greeted the two with a polite smile. He had talked to the two before via MuzzleTime but this was the first time they had met face to face.

“Oh, Mr. Wilde,” Bonnie greeted, her expression slightly nervous as she accepted his offered paw. Stu did the same but looked even more suspicious than his wife.

“And this is Violet,” Judy indicated to the kit sitting in the stroller and squinting at the two older rabbits.

           “Oh goodness,” Bonnie knelt down to get a better look at her, “Her fur’s even brighter than the pictures.”

Stu looked at the baby, “Awful skinny though, you sure you’re feeding her right?”

“She eats like a horse, Dad,” Judy assured her father.

“She’s just thin like me,” Nick spoke up. Stu gave the fox a weird look before turning back to his granddaughter. Nick forced his lips to not turn down.

Bonnie tickled Violet under her chin and the baby sneezed, making the two grandparents laugh.

“She’s just as pretty as her mother,” Stu smiled at his daughter who returned the grin.

“And she looks so much like a bunny,” Bonnie said in wonder that was tinged with relief. “You never would’ve guessed…” her voice trailed off. Nick felt his ears pull back against his skull.

“Are you two hungry?” Judy asked, apparently not noticing her parents suggestive comments or choosing to ignore them. “Let’s go eat out.”
           The three bunnies, one fox, and one kit walked out of the station.

Judy was stuck between her parents as they walked several feet ahead of Nick and Violet, the two older rabbits chatting her ears off about all the mischief her siblings and other relatives have been getting into while she’s been gone.

He noticed Violet start to fuss, reaching her arms out to Judy who couldn’t hear the baby over the chatter of her parents. Nick stopped the stroller to pick her up, holding her in one arm while pushing the stroller with the other. Violet gave her father an annoyed look.

“Don’t give me that look, Squeaker,” Nick smirked at her. “Mom’s busy with the rents.”

Rents who obviously don’t think much of me, Nick thought to himself bitterly. But they liked Violet and that was what was important. Besides the fox couldn’t pretend he hadn’t expected this to happen.

           They treated Stu and Bonnie at an 80’s stylized dinner. The two sitting on one side of the booth while Nick and Judy sat on the other, Violet occupied a baby seat at the end of the table and was currently guzzling a milk bottle.

“So,” Bonnie began a little awkwardly after the waitress brought them their drinks, “How’s the city life treating you two?”

“It’s been good,” Judy assured her. “Nick and I recently took down a jewel thief.”

“Would’ve been nice if the store owner let us take a necklace or something,” Nick mumbled, his chin resting in his paw as he absentmindedly watched his daughter finish her milk. Judy was onto something; Violet could win an eating contest against a full grown horse, maybe even a hippo or elephant.

“Nick, seeing justice delivered is all the reward we need,” Judy reminded her partner.

“I wanted to get you something pretty to wear,” the fox pointed out. “And because of Squeaker I don’t have the money to buy one of those overpriced rocks.”

Stu and Bonnie exchanged uncomfortable glances while Judy playfully nudged Nick. Stu spoke up, “How’s your new apartment, Judy?”

“Much bigger than my old one,” Judy said with clear relief. “Wait until you see it. It’s got a great kitchen, a big living room, a wonderful view of the park a few blocks away. Oh that reminds me I haven’t figured out where you two are going to be sleeping.” The apartment only had two bedrooms and the second was Violet’s.
“The couch folds out into a bed,” Nick reminded her. “We can sleep there and let your parents have our bed.”
Judy was about to agree with his suggestion when Stu spewed his water onto the table, startling his daughter and the fox. Bonnie patted her husband’s back as he had a brief coughing fit.

“You’re living together!?” he stared at them in disbelief.

“Of course we are,” Judy said while Nick pressed his ears against his skull.

“You never told us,” Bonnie pointed out.

“I didn’t figure I’d have to spell it out,” Judy replied, “I told you Nick was raising Violet with me.”
“And as he should he’s the father but you two aren’t even married,” Stu indicated wildly to the two. “You two don’t have to live together to raise the baby together. Besides he’s a-” the word never left Stu’s now silent lips but it hung in the air all the same, loud, screaming.


           Nick suddenly stood up, the movement so sudden it startled the rabbits. “Oh my gosh!” Nick gasped, “I totally forgot I needed to run some errands.”

He smiled down at Judy, by her expression his face wasn’t fooling her for a second, “We’re out of mixed vegetables and baby formula!”
“Nick…” she began softly.

The fox moved and picked up his daughter who immediately reached up for her father when she saw him standing up. “I’ll take Squeaker, I know she can be handful.”
“Nick, you don’t…” she tried again.

He pulled out his wallet and threw down a couple of bills on the table, “That’s for my food. Bring it back in a doggie bag will ya, Carrots?”


But he ignored her, turning his fake smile to Stu and Bonnie, “Good to meet you at last, I’ll see you later.” He grabbed the stroller that was parked next to the booth and headed for the door, “Don’t you three worry about me. Talk about carrots and babies and stuff, enjoy each other’s company!”

He quickly shut the diner door behind him.

           As soon as he was out of Judy and her parents’ sight he clutched Violet tightly to his neck, letting out a shuddering breath. The baby squirmed for a moment under his tight grip but eventually relaxed against him.

“I’m okay,” he assured her, rubbing her back. “I’m okay. Let’s-let’s get you your formula.”


           At the general store Nick decided to get other things besides mixed vegetables and formula.

He stood in the baby food aisle, a shopping cart hanging from the crook of his elbow and the stroller next to him. Nick picked up a random jar of crushed veggies and opened the lid, he leaned down so Violet could take a whiff, and she turned her head away in an uppity manner. Nick sealed the jar and placed it back on the shelf. They did this for a few minutes until Violet deemed a jar desirable and he placed it in the cart.

A toddler elephant was running down the aisle but stopped when he caught sight of Violet and Nick. “Hi!” he waved with a friendly expression.

Nick waved back with a small smile. He stepped back so the elephant could get a better look at Violet who was clearly his main interest.

“She looks like a fox-bunny,” he said in awe, letting the kit bat at his extended trunk.

“She is a fox-bunny,” Nick told him, leaning against the stroller.

           Just then the elephant’s mother walked down the aisle, “There you are,” she wrapped her trunk around her son’s arm and pulled him to her side. “What did I tell you about bothering other animals?”
“He’s not bother,” Nick assured her.

The elephant looked down at him, looking ready to apologize but then she noticed Violet who was smiling up at the large animals. Nick saw her eyes grow dark with judgment and his insides twisted.

“Sorry to bother you,” she told him but didn’t sound like she meant it as she continued down the aisle, her son waving goodbye to Nick and the kit.

           As Nick continued his shopping he was becoming aware of the stares he and Violet were getting from other shoppers. Some were openly curious, some were rudely judgmental, and some were flat out disgusted. It took all of Nick’s willpower not to snarl at the mammals who stared at his daughter like she was a freak, a mistake. But he really didn’t need to get into a fight and have both Judy and Bogo scold him.

But thankfully he finished his shopping quickly enough and he pushed the stroller to the cash register. Unfortunately the teenaged lynx ended up staring very obviously at his daughter while she checked out his items.

“Take a picture,” Nick growled at her, his tolerance snapping like a twig. “It’ll last longer.”

The lynx blinked and hurried to finish checking out his groceries, her expression mortified.

           When they finally walked out of the store Nick didn’t feel any sense of relief from it, now he just felt paranoid. He couldn’t help but feel that all the animals that passed them on the street were thinking of how his daughter was a mistake of nature that Nick shouldn’t have slept with a rabbit that he didn’t deserve to Violet’s father.

Unable to go back to the apartment he headed to the park, hoping to collect his composure.

He was happy to see the park was relatively empty and he ended up finding the bench he and Judy sat at when she had first told him she was carrying his child. He parked the stroller next to the bench and pulled out a small blanket and toy, laying it out on the grass right in front of the bench and placing Violet on it so she could play.

While she had a blast with her toy car Nick laid across the bench, his tail hanging from the seat as he stared up at the gray sky.

“Guess I should’ve seen this coming, huh Squeaker?” Nick asked softly. “Of course we’re going to get funny looks. And Stu and Bonnie…wow, how could I have not known that was going to happen.” He glanced down at his daughter, “But what can I expect? I knocked up their daughter and raising her baby out of wedlock.”
Violet sensed her father’s depressed mood and crawled over to the bench, he picked her up by the scruff and placed her on the chest.

“Maybe Stu is right…” he thought softly as he played with Violet’s ears. “Judy loves me but, maybe it would be better off if she didn’t. She’s still so young and beautiful and perfect, she could find a buck that could give her a more comfortable life. He’d be able to afford giving her a ring, getting you into a nice school, he wouldn’t be too scared to drop to his knee and marry her, and her parents would love him… I’m taking the good years of Judy’s life, because you’re my kit animals are going to give you weird looks, maybe it was better if I wasn’t around.” He released his daughter’s ears, “What do you think?”

Violet suddenly let out a livid noise and bopped Nick’s nose. “Da!” she screeched angrily, Nick’s eyes widened. She smacked his snout again, “Da, Da, Da, Da!”

Nick broke into laughter as his daughter continually repeated her very first word in a furious manner, not relenting her abuse on his nose.

“Okay, okay!” He sat up, holding her in his paws and pressing his forehead against her small face, “You win, Squeaker. Let’s go home.”


           As soon as Nick pushed the stroller through the threshold of the apartment a furious voice rang through the kitchen.


He jumped as Judy suddenly appeared, looking enraged and stomping over to swat at his shoulder, “Don’t you ever just run away with Violet like that and not even call me you dumb fox!”

“Calm down, Carrots,” Nick gently pushed her away, picking up a now sleeping Violet and carrying her to her room, Bonnie and Stu were no where to be found.

“Where are your parents?”

“They decided to stay at a motel,” she answered, “Now hurry and put the baby down so I can punch you in the jaw.”

Nick placed Violet in her crib, throwing a blanket over her as he did so. He turned around to face Judy, “This level of violence really isn’t necessary Car-” he stopped talking when he saw the tears in Judy’s furious eyes.

“Carrots,” he began, his voice tinged in dismay.

Judy rubbed at her eyes and stalked out of the room, “Don’t ‘Carrots’ me Mister Oh I’ll Just Run Off and Not Tell My Girlfriend Where I’m Going.”

“I told you I was going to the store,” Nick replied as he followed her to the bedroom.

“I know I went to the store we always go to, I didn’t see you and so I tried to call you but your phone was off,” Judy sat on the bed, crossing her arms. “So I had nothing left to do but escort my parents to their motel then come here and wait and you know I hate waiting!”

“Excuse me for not wanting to hear your parents tell you, you shouldn’t be with me,” Nick replied with just a tinge of bitterness. He instantly regretted it when Judy gave him a stricken look.

“I’m so sorry,” she breathed. “I didn’t think they’d say something like that.”

“Neither did I,” Nick sat down next to her. Judy leaned her head against his shoulder.

“You scared me,” she mumbled against his fur.

“Scared you?” Nick looked down at her with raised eyebrows.

“Running away when my parents said we shouldn’t be together…What was I supposed to think?”

“Oh, Fluff,” Nick pulled her into his arms. “You know I love you. Though I guess, I was scared too.”
“If you tell me you’ve been walking around thinking I’d be better off with some rabbit than you I’m going to kick you.”

Nick chuckled softly; this rabbit knew him all too well. “Fine, but I do have some pretty fantastic news you’re going to hate.”

Judy pulled away to look him in the eye, “Do you?”

He lifted his head proudly, “Squeaker said her first word.”

Judy’s eyes gleamed and she broke into a smile, “Are you serious? That’s wonderful! What was it?”

“Da,” he grinned cheekily.

Judy’s jaw dropped in dismay, “No.”

“Oh, yeah, we now know who’s her favorite.”

“I gave birth to her!”

“But I’m amazing!”

“You little!” Judy pushed him onto the bed pinning him down. “How dare you get to be my baby’s first word you must suffer!”

She started to tickle Nick’s ribs, the fox bursting into laughter before finally rolling over to lie on top of her, grabbing his wrists and saving himself from the tickle torture.

Judy struggled against him for a bit but ultimately gave up, relaxing against the bed, “You’re too fat to push off.”

Nick only grinned at her. However Judy’s smile quickly fell.

“Please don’t let my parents or anyone make you think I don’t want you here, Nick. Okay?”

He stared at Judy, her eyes holding not an inch of regret or doubt, just utter love and he wondered how he could be such a dumb fox.

He leaned down and kissed her, right before Violet woke and let out an annoyed screech: “DA!!!”
“Oh, my, God,” Judy covered her face with her paws. “You were telling the truth.”

i didn’t post for days so prepare for a small spam today ;^)- Nick

curebound  asked:

boops him on the nose

Oh baby girl. His pride and joy. He remembered her so small. Her parents nicked by war but she remained amongst the rubble, bundled and unaware. However reluctant at first, he quickly succumbed to her charm. Gabe was the epitome ‘thought behind action’ rather exchanged words oozing with affection or speeches with the ‘I love you’ at the end or in the beginning. Not at all, it just wouldn’t be Gabe. His ‘I love you’s were the rare ones and unconventional with its subtly, hidden behind  pulling out his guitar just when Ellie’s eyes peeked behind the threshold of his room or listening to songs from mama’s youth and dancing outdated dances that they mastered without audiences or Ana or the holed up ‘Golden Boy’ Jack fucking Morrison.

This little girl, who was no longer a little girl and whose hands were not tiny little fists trapped in the folds of his own, and whose brush of affection crinkled the corner of his eyes with a grin, was his world and one he would battle legions to protect. No matter what.

Nick what is wrong nick no don’t be sad pls when you are sad it makes us all sad pLS LET US CUDDLE YOU NICK

Scruffy Li has returned. Somehow I don’t think shaving would be a priority on the island.

Bits and Pieces (One Shot/Scenario/Request)

Summary: Because she’s his gem and he just wants to be good enough.

Original Scan: ©

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.

How do you fail at that?

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can you pls write simon and bram headcanons

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.

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