yes i took this from lina

anonymous asked:

If you wanted, you could write a Solangelo au where one is a single parent? That'd be neat,,

Note: Lina’s full name is Carolina, and it is pronounced CaroLEENA.

Hope you guys like it.

Ari xxx

It was Lina’s first day of school, and Nico was having a breakdown.

The little five year old ran in circles around her dad, wearing her adorable Little Mermaid backpack. Her Uncle Percy started that obsession, and now Nico didn’t have a day without watching that movie at least twice.

She was so excited, but it made him even more nervous for her.

What if the kids are mean to her?

What if she falls and hits her head?

What if she’s alone for lunch?

What if they laugh at her for not having two parents?

He wiped his hands on his jeans for the millionth time.

“Carolina, did you brush your teeth?”, Nico said.

“Yes, papa.”, She nodded and bit back a smile.

“You sure?”, He raised an eyebrow.

“Yes…”, Lina’s face betrayed her words.

Nico waited a bit more and crossed his arms.

“No… I didn’t.”, She looked down ashamed.

“It’s okay. Now, go up and brush your teeth.” He watched his daughter fondly, as she ran up the stairs.

Nico nibbled on a piece of toast, not having that much of an appetite.

Lina was an exact carbon copy of Nico’s sister Bianca. The only thing different was her eyes, instead of the dark brown, it was a deep grey. Startling and clever.

It hurt everytime he thought of Bianca. She was the one who basically raised Nico, later their half sister Hazel. She was always the one who loved life and wanted to do something great, but then she got pregnant.

Whoever the father was, he was never around. Nico never knew him. The only remnant of him was Lina’s eyes.

Bianca was ecstatic. She wanted to be a mom so bad. She wanted to make sure her abby never felt unloved, unlike Nico and her growing up. But after she gave birth to the perfect Carolina, she fell sick. She was gone too soon and Nico was left with his niece, now daughter. He was a dad at 21.

He wouldn’t have survived that first year if it wasnt for his friends. Helping him with Lina and his grief.

And now 5 years later, here they were happy and content.

“Carolina Maria di Angelo, you’re gonna be late!!”, Nico yelled.

The sound pitter patter of small feet running started almost immediately. “I’m coming, papa! Wait for me!”

He soft shook his head, as if he could leave her.

“Let’s go, slowpoke!”, he laughed as she rushed to get her new shoes on.

“Don’t laugh, papa!”, She stuck her tongue out at him.

As the two exited the small flat, Nico handed Lina her lunchbox. “Don’t forget to eat, okay?”

“I won’t, papa.”, She took it in her hands.

“Don’t forget to drink water and if someone is mean to you, what do you do?”

“You kick them where it hurts.”

“Yes you kic- No! Who said that?”, Nico said, already dreading the phone calls he’s going to get saying that Lina kicked a classmate in the crotch.

“Uncle Leo and Uncle Percy.”, Lina flashed him an innocent grin.

Nico made a mental note to kick them where it hurts.

Lina’s school was a little public school around five blocks away from where they lived. Parents were already going to their children’s classes to meet the teachers.

Before they got out of the car, Nico took a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “Darling, have fun, okay. Make friends, have fun, and try your best. If you do that, papa will be so very proud.”

“I promise, papa!”, she flashed him a brilliant smile.

As they walked to Lina’s cass to meet her teacher, Lina grabbed his hand. A small gesture that melted his heart.

They finally got to Room 112, and a man that Nico guessed was Mr. Solace stood outside the door greeting his incoming students and parents.

Holy Hell. Mr. Solace was the most beautiful person Nico has ever seen. He seemed to be around Nico’s age. Deep tan skin and golden hair that seemed to reflect sunlight.

No, Nico. Dont get distracted by your daughter’s teacher, for gods sake. Be professional.

“Hi! I’m Will Solace, and who would you be?”, The pretty teacher crouched down to Lina’s eye level.

The excitement in Lina was replaced with a sudden shyness. She hid behind Nico’s leg and peeked up at Will with curious eyes.

“Go on, darling. Introduce yourself to Mr. Soalce.”, Nico softly nudged Lina with his hand.

“My name is Carolina di Angelo, but my papa calls me Lina.”, Lina slowly got out from behind Nico’s leg and stood in front of Mr. Soalce. She held out her hand, just like how Nico taught her when she met new people.

“Nice to meet you, Lina. Go inside and find a seat, and we’ll start soon.”, He smiled warmly at her.

Lina looked at Nico, silently asking permission. Nico nodded, and she went off.

However, just before she passed the door, Lina abruptly stopped and turned and gave Nico a hug. “Bye, papa. See you later. Love you!!”

Nico’s eyes misted over, but he quickly wiped them away with his sleeve.

“She seems like a good kid, Mr. di Angelo.”, Mr. Soalce said to him, a shining glint in his eyes.

“You can call me, Nico, and I tried raising her the best I can.” Nic soft said, hoping the secret meaning of the words were carried along.

Mr. Solace’s eyes slightly widened, and he smiled even wider, if it was possible. “I can alreayd tell that you did an amaizing job, Nico.”

Nico’s heart skipped a beat. His eyes were a very startling blue. He was such pleasant sight to look at. The way he smiled and the way Nico’s name rolled off his tongue.

“Thank you, Mr. Solace.” Nico desperately tried to hid the spreading blush on his cheeks.

“Call me Will. I promise you I will take good care of Lina.”, Will’s deep blue eyes met Nico’s.

“Okay. Thank you, Will.”, Nico smiled. He then had to go to work and said his goodbyes to the captivating teacher.

Will waved at him as he left.

Nico didn’t feel scared for Lina anymore.

He knew she was in good hands.





Ari xxx

Be Okay (Carolina & Wash)

[AO3] [Fic Tag]

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 1401

Summary: They’re okay. They’re going to be okay.

Notes: Contains some spoilers for episode 17, no real warnings this time. This is basically the opposite of last week’s fic. (this is completely unedited I apologise)

“Agent Carolina, with all due respect−”

“Unless that sentence ends with ‘carry on’, I don’t want to hear it.”

Carolina hitched her arm securely around Wash’s waist, made sure that his was draped comfortably over her shoulders. She still didn’t feel at the top of her game−her muscles all ached and she felt somehow heavy on her own feet−but she’d be okay in a few minutes; she just had to get the blood pumping, that’s all. At least she had her faculties with her, the same couldn’t be said for Wash.

At least the last hallucination had ended. His head was lulled against her shoulder, bumping the side of hers.

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Close your eyes … And there, in the depths, behind closed eyes, close your eyes again. Then come to life even the stones. (с) Wings of Desire

Chapter 21. Three months later.

I’ve never been sick for so long. These three damn months exhausted me completely. The constant temperature and weakness had me so dead that I was already ready to die.
And silence. Anya at first visited me often, but then I started to visit less often and spent whole days alone. It was like before, but it turned out that I had time to get used to it. I was sorely lacking in Lina.
Silence crushed, I heard the sound of my own heart and realized that I was starting to go crazy. His father’s ghost began to appear regularly, he simply stood with his arms crossed and his eyes fixed on me with black eyes. I again felt like a child, I felt old scars get inflamed and it always seemed to me that thick blood was flowing down my spine again. He ran his hand over the disfigured skin and stared blankly at the clean palm. But the feeling did not disappear.

And outside the window I was beckoned for emptiness and promised deliverance from everything. From infinite longing, from impossible weakness, from devastating thoughts. And every day I was closer and closer to accept it.
I wanted to call Lina, but I could not find the phone near me. And when he tried to get up and look for him in the apartment, several times he put his head on the floor and more attempts to look for him did not. Yes, and that I said to her? Do you need me like air? But do I need her? Or maybe I misunderstood everything? But where is Lina, then she has the keys to my apartment …

Sometimes it seemed to me that I saw Lina nearby. I lifted my leaden hand, but my fingers passed through it. Then I closed my eyes and felt tears under my eyelids. I was giving everything, if only my beloved was close. But as usual, I only had me and, it was not the best company.
From heavy thoughts, my head ached even more and the temperature jumped. I wrapped my arms around myself and fell asleep with an agonizing, not bringing a relief sleep.

And then I started to dream, as I draw. I saw myself from the side near the easel, but could not understand what was on the canvas. He glared at the bare back with scarred blood and slowly flowing down the buttocks; Tried to touch the long hair, sticky with blood and sweat, but constantly pulled his hand away and woke up. And again I fell asleep, because I was not awake.
And again there was this endless dream, in which nothing was changed. And then I heard my voice, which hoarsely asked the drawer:
- What’s on the canvas … Denis?
And I saw my reflection turn my head and peer into the yellow eyes and involuntarily sighed.
And I saw my pale lips stretching out in a smile, smeared with blood draining from my nose, pressed the brush to mouth and heard a whisper that sounded in my head with a bell:
- Lina.
- Lina, - I repeated and opened my eyes.
- Lina! - I shouted.
Memories for the whole lost year came crashing down on my head. Lina … Anya …
I struggled to get out of bed, staggering and suddenly realized that I was healthy. There was only weakness. But now I remembered everything.

I have to see Lina.

I hardly got to the hostel. However, today was a joyous day - my sister said that the disease is not progressing and doctors have the confidence that she will be able to defeat her.
I was happy. And the day was warm, I was in a good mood, despite all the leaden fatigue that accumulated in me all these months.
I lived with the constant feeling that something important was being taken away from me, part of me and I knew what the name of this part was. I needed him, but the man did not call, did not come and I realized that he did not need me, since he refused so easily from me. And to think about it was dreary.
But today I had a feeling of ease, maybe because of the weather, maybe because of something … I was happy.

On the steps of the hostel sat a man and twirled a pack of cigarettes in his hands, as though considering whether he should smoke or not. Black-haired, with long hairs, carelessly tied in the tail … my heart jumped at his sight. And when I came closer and he raised his head, I clamped my hand in order not to scream. I was closely watched by Denis, with painful dark bruises under his eyes, with sunken cheekbones and crooked lips. The yellow eyes faded and he looked like that … did he really manage to get sick all this time?
And then I went up to him and snatched cigarettes from his hands.
- Do not smoke,- I said sternly, - you idiot!
- Idiot, - he agreed, and held out his hands to me like a child.

- Nerd,- I told him the third time. - You did not even try to be … even jealous!
In the room, I use the absence of a neighbor, I arranged for Denis a breakdown. The man listened to everything in silence, only his pale cheeks reddened and he slowly wound his long hair on his finger.
- I do not know how to be jealous, Lina,- he answered, wincing and looking away. - I’ve never had anything that I could zealously guard.
- And I? -  I shouted. - You lied to me about your love?
- You … I never deceived you, Lina. But I just could not get used to the fact that you need me. Also constantly thought - what for I to you such? And I just could not take it for granted. And when I saw how that guy kissed you, he freaked out and left. It did not even occur to me that I can do something because I do not know what to do in such cases. They always left me at once, and there was never any lasting relationship. Anya … this is a separate story.
- And all these months I was sick and thought about you. I wanted to see you and thought that you do not need me anymore. And then I remembered everything and realized that I would die if I did not see you … alone or not, but I had to see you. Maybe the last time, who knows?

I stood for a few seconds in front of him, and then weighed Denis a slap in the face. The man’s head jerked and he looked at me in an offended manner.
- Suck it all know where? - I said irritably. - How can you be insane to me! Wake up, Denis! I stand before you and say that I do not need anyone else, do you? Do something!
- Oh, - he said, and I was ready to beat the man with a heavy object on his dull head, but suddenly Denis sat down on one knee and took my hand. I covered my mouth with my hand. What else did he decide to do?
- Lina. But you’re right. I have to do something. And I will do what I wanted for a long time.
His eyes turned green when he said:
- Will you marry me, Lina?
Time stopped. He … seriously? But was not this something I had dreamed of sometime? The man looked away and sighed heavily, starting to rise from his knees. He thinks I’m refusing him?
- Yes, - I heard my voice and repeated it louder. - Yes, Denis!
And then I cried.


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01 .  lina martin is a thief, skilled in the art of robbing masterpieces. known for breaking into pretty much all the major museums in the world at least once and being actually convicted for said crimes absolutely never.  has been rumored dead more times than she can count and is professionally known as No One   -    yes,   she has business cards.

02 .  lina martin knows people everywhere but has 3 friends  -  tops.  crime is not for the vulnerable and through her years,  born from a magician father whose greatest trick was to disappear  &   a  distant historian mother who probably would rather forget everything ever happened,  she has grown very good at not leaving liabilities behind.  

03 .  that said,  she is happily married to her previously alibi girlfriend @goldrot.  the only other person in the world likely to know where she is living and whom she will always keep in touch with is @larcenvie .   as i said ,   she keeps to herself.   also,  she is known to break into @properlycool‘s home and leave old artifacts so he can babysit them   -   mostly because he hates it.

04 .   she is an aquarius, yes, thanks for asking.  she’s an estp, she’s an entrepreneur, she’s an it girl.  her birthday is in the 21st of january.  she likes berets,  heart - glasses  &  fun wigs.  she keeps her hair cut right above her shoulder with bangs.  one of the times she was rumored to be dead was because she was legally dead for two minutes before she came back and the other one was just a woman who looked eerily like her and died in a museum.  she benefited from both of these information leaks as she is watched by international security agencies though she will not admit.  she doesn’t really like to think about death   -   but it’s always there on the corner of her mind.