#nikos late night ramblings

[nikholascrow]

Is space girl by Frances Forever ft Chloe Moriondo sapphic jegulus coded or am I going insane?

(James being the one singing)

[nikoisme]

thinking about laertes and odysseus. as one does

[honestlyijustfindhersocharming]

Incoming tangent about why Dead Boy Detectives is so important to me.

I found Dead Boy Detectives late, and I found the DBDA fandom even later. I'm not one to watch shows, especially not new ones. Even more so, I'm not one to watch supernatural horror, or any horror for that matter. Movies and shows seem like such a big time commitment to just sit there and do 'nothing' during, but Dead Boy Detectives intrigued me.

Once I started watching the show, I fell in love. Between the representation of POC actors throughout the cast, the sense of humor, and the mysteries I felt like I'd found a show that I could get invested in for the first time in a while. As the show progressed, I found myself invested in this story of loneliness, self-acceptance, and friendship.

Internalized homophobia is something that is very personal to me. I've struggled with it throughout my life, especially given the fact that I'm queer and non-binary. Watching Edwin go through a moment of "Wow, I can like boys" because of Niko's support (a friend, not a love interest) was so healing to me. Normally it feels like queer acceptance is a result of love in media, not a result of platonic support, so having that journey be a result of Niko was honestly amazing. Throughout the show, Niko's support is invaluable to Edwin's self-discovery, something that I can relate to as my friends were the ones who truly supported me through my queer journey, not potential partners.

Dead Boy Detectives' emphasis on platonic friendships is riddled throughout the show though. Niko and Edwin's Scooby Doo movie night was an example of how friendship can inspire people. Crystal's want for her mom to accept her brought Niko to a place where she felt like she could try to write to her mom again. Edwin and Niko's time together brings them to a place of deeper connection, meanwhile, the romantic pairing of Charles and Crystal spend time kissing instead of thinking about or discussing their problems.

And then the confession scene. This was the scene that got me into Dead Boy Detectives, and it's the scene that's been my lifeblood since. Of course, the confession itself is wonderfully written and the actors are so talented, but what hit me the hardest was how when Edwin says I love you the first time, Charles says it back without any questions. That simple "I love you too" was enough to make me consider this show one of my favorites of all time. Yes, Charles and Edwin are ultimately the core 'love story' of the show, in my opinion (They're positioned like Orpheus and Eurydice constantly and it drives me up the wall with my Hadestown hyper fixation added to it). But the importance of their friendship trumps everything else, and the emphasis on that platonic connection is so important to me.

This has been a giant ramble, and likely incoherent, but the tldr; is that I love Dead Boy Detectives with all my heart. It's such an important show for so many reasons and I will not shut up about it until Netflix decides to renew this damn thing.

[emi-the-gremlin]

Palasaki week day 2: dead girl detectives

Crawls out of hole in the ground hi hello here I am fashionably late as always (don’t procrastinate challenge: impossible) honestly I was so lucky that I didn’t have school today, or yesterday, or I straight up wouldn’t have been able to make it, I’m pretty sure. Also this gave me hand cramps, learn from my mistakes and don’t draw on your phone, I won’t stop ofc, but you know do as I say not as I do or whatever.

Anyway I’m rambling i’ll just go over the designs and then we’ll move on to story

Niko: my only real ideas for Niko, was that bunny ear bow, cause those are cute as fuck. So I ended up researching Japanese 80s fashion, it wasn’t very helpful but I did end up seeing that off the shoulder cardigan, and was like yes, that is perfect. And of course, the mushrooms are a reference to her ep 3 outfit.

Crystal: again my designs aren’t very complicated. I found a shirt-skirt combo that I thought was perfect for Crystal, but then I was like what if pants? So I wrestled with that for a little while, but decided to go with pants, because first of all it’s practical, second, I don’t think Crystal would give a shit about dress etiquette.

Story (don’t judge to hard, it’s the middle of the night, and I wrote this in like 10 minutes): our story begins back in 1916, where Crystal makes a deal with a demon for her soul thinking he loves her, she gets possessed and dies in the process getting stuck in hell for the next 73 years. When she gets out she meets Niko, who’s currently dying from the sprites effects, so Crystal end up keeping her company in her final moments.

They start up an agency in New York (or Washington dc idk) solving cases with Crystal’s powers and Niko’s compassion (and excellent reading comprehension skills ofc)

Now in present day, they’re solving a case about some dangerous books being in the the wrong hands, which leads them directly to a boarding school, where one nerdy occult obsessed exchange student is about to be sacrificed (aka Edwin) he obviously wants to go back to England after this whole horrible experience, and they end up following him, after Crystal gets a vision about a little girl (Emma in this au) being in danger, back in the UK.

They solve the whole Emma business, and help her back home (Mrs. Knights home for wayward children) where they meet Charles, who’s taking refuge there to escape his dad (and since Edwin has the magical amnesia now he ends up moving in too)

And that’s all I got lol

[lowkeyrobin]

MONTY FINCH ; dating headcanons

summary ; dating hcs w monty

warnings ; none

word count ; 575

masterlist

he's kind of quiet so a lot of times you do most the talking

he rambles when he's stressed/nervous/anxious or when he's rambling about an interest/something he likes

and trust, he rambles a lot because he loves you bro

he's very respectful with boundaries and will NEVER cross them

he's got a whole list in his mind that he constantly checks on before he even moves around you

he's very gentle but he's not infantilizing if you have any mental / physical disabilities

like he's not gonna treat you like a baby, but he will be careful and respectful and help as much as he can

having a panic attack? he's right at your side trying to help. need your medicine site changed? he's at your service with hand sanitizer and everything you need

you were actually kind of oblivious to his advances

you thought he was just being nice by giving you a reading / teaching you about astrology

he'd always somehow find you just at the right time so you could escape your little dead boy detectives + crystal & niko

gonna be honest, you need a break sometimes. it's hard

but you loved going on little late night adventures with him and trying new food and rollerskating with him

but you did catch on to his feelings after he had to literally spell it out for you

you reference inside jokes ALL THE TIME and charles/edwin/crystal/niko never understand

then you remember "oh I have to explain this" when they give you a confused look

you love looking at funny tiktoks together

and cringe ones that deserve a restraining order

you're basically commentary youtubers atp

you make him bracelets as well, whether they be kandi or string or whatever

he wears them all the time

he's given you a couple jackets as well... let's hope esther never finds out (because they're hers. she was not buying him a whole wardrobe after turning him human)

he loves sharing music with you

and he's always begging for aux in the car / to make you listen to a song / etc etc

i see him being a hozier / david kushner / ethel cain / old friends fan

but he relates to a large handful of sleep token songs as well (I have to mention them at any moment I'm sorry)

he usually listens per artist on his playlists but there are some stray songs that are just there that scream him / he loves

like the reason by hoobastank, airhead by honey revenge, and hell by the home team

I'm describing my monty playlist atp... (link on my masterlist (go to playlists then monty finch))

he's a pretty empathetic person

like if he sees you in any sort of non-happy state, he's gonna ask if you're okay and be there for you

he giggles and laughs a lot

you're very funny, you make him laugh a lot

it's cute 😔🫶

he also picked up drawing

so he's always drawing you when you aren't looking / just in his free time

the diego to his frida

he lovesss compliments

giving and receiving

so there's a lot of those between you two

he's genuinely so sweet

he remembers all your interests and things you like and stuff

so if there's a new season of a show you like coming out or a new album from an artist you like, he's gonna be informing you

[ilkkawhat]

for @panacaelium. head trauma and hypothermia, written about niko with some niko/lena that i added in. thank you for helping me crash through my block 💜

The drive to a crime scene at a remote meat packaging plant in the middle of the night was a recipe for disaster. The road was paved with a thin layer of ice and sandwiched between two walls of snow about a foot off the ground. There were no lights except the moon and the two bright beams from his vehicle, no sound but the hum of his engine and the lowered volume of his radio, murmurs of a rambling late night radio host that he only put on because coffee wasn’t enough to keep him awake. Niko cursed at himself for giving in to Kari’s request because the man himself had his obligations to stay for his family while Niko didn’t have anybody, something that had been on his mind more often than not as of late. 

The moon became hidden as he entered a thicket, he was getting closer to the plant. The frozen trees had looked like magnificent statues in daylight that he pointed out like shapes of clouds in the sky to his earlier passenger, but the darkness had since transformed them into looming stalking shadows that made him feel less comfortable. His foot leaned harder into the pedal out of an urge to get to his destination faster, as if something were chasing him. A trick of an exhausted mind, the rational part of him knew there was nothing following him, leaving only wafts of powdered snow billowing behind him. The road seemed like it was becoming narrower, twisting into itself like a spiral. He cut one curve a little too fast, heard an alarm in the form of tires warning him to slow down, which he tried to, but just as he did he drove into another curve in the opposite direction. He knew it wasn’t much longer until the road would straighten out, he took his foot off the gas, tried to coast back to control but his foot slammed the brake, a mistake but he swore he saw something move among the trees, coming at him—

The car swung around, he dared to think he would be safe in crashing backwards into the tree but as fast as his heart had rose in twisted hope, it sank in terror as the car swung itself horizontally into a tree on the driver’s side. His head bounced like a pinball against the window that didn’t crack, he felt an impact but didn’t feel any immediate damage to anything but the hood of his car. It wasn’t that bad, he dared to think, until he heard a tingling crack of an army of icicles that rained down onto his car like the worst type of hail.

He saw it just in time to hold up an arm to shield himself from the shattering glass cascading with a mixture of sharp shards and frozen ones. His body heaved in labored pants intercutting the ethereal wind now howling at at the door that he clamors out of, stumbling sideways into the snow.

He fumbled for his phone deep inside a jacket pocket as the world teetered beneath him. He rolled up into a sitting position, leant his back against the car as he pulled his phone up. Niko’s fingers trembled, his eyes squinted as he pressed the emergency numbers. Each press was a churn to his nauseating stomach. A fruitless effort, there was no service, no tower for the past five miles, at least. 

“Fuck!”

He pounded his fisted hand backwards against the car, another dent would just be a molehill to the mountain of payments he’d have to make to repair his car, if it wasn’t totaled entirely. The action triggered another shake of the tree, a small amount of snow added salt to his wound in an almost literal sense as the snow fell onto his head, further planting small shards of glass that had stuck to him further into his winter hat.

“Niko?”

A voice, clear as a whistle from the other side of the car. 

“Lena? Is…is that you?”

“In the flesh. You must have hit your head pretty hard to forget me.”

“But…but I came alone.”

“At first, until you just happened to pass by my home, catching me having a smoke outside and practically begging me to come with you.”

His heart sank. How could he have forgotten? How could he have been such an asshole and ignored her wellbeing in the crash? 

He dug out his flashlight and got to his feet, stumbled as he crawled onto the side of the driver’s seat to see Lena still sitting in the car, turned sideways to face him with frazzled hair, brushing glass off of her coat and out of her hair. 

“Y-You okay?” 

“I’ll live. You got a few pieces—” Lena gestured to her head, pointing out the spots in the mirror that Niko should pluck out. Slowly, he followed her movements, wincing as he removed the shards of glass from the top of his head. One of them was stuck to his skin. 

Once he was done he moved himself fully to the driver’s seat, a trail of heavy breaths ending in an even heavier sigh. 

“Phone doesn’t work,” he told Lena. 

“Figures.” 

“You don’t seem all that bothered by what happened,” Niko sneered back. He felt a twinge of pain in the spot that he pulled the glass from. He reached up and swiveled the rear view mirror closer, to get a better look at himself.

“Driving with an overtired Niko Uusitalo was just a disaster waiting to happen. You are allowed to tell Kari ‘no,’ you know.” 

His eyes followed the stream of blood that trickled from his forehead as it rolled over his cheek and into the snowy patch of his beard. He shivered as he raised a hand to wipe the snow away, but Lena caught his wrist and stopped him. She did it herself. He was equally annoyed and pleased by the gentleness of her touch.

Another shower of snow assaulted the car, but at a sprinkle’s pace. Consistent, and still threatening in their current situation. 

They sat in silence as Niko blinked hard a few times, trying to get the world to fall back into balance but he felt like he was on a rocking ship lost in the sea of snow. 

The wind continued to blow and he felt the increasing paleness of his skin. His teeth chattered together, his lips trembled and he bit back a whimper. It was only going to get colder. The snow would just keep piling. 

He craned his head to look through his backseat before he realized the emergency kit was in his trunk. He gave Lena one last look before he stepped outside of the car again. The alarm for the door being open somehow echoed louder and louder the further he got away from it. 

He staggered to his trunk, with an embarrassing amount of effort he popped it open. He wrapped a spare blanket he had around him, brushing off the rest of the snow that had fallen onto him, but the blanket still felt too thin—he still shivered, snow still fell onto it and melted into it. He may as well have been wearing a cape of ice.

He found a flare in the kit, and ignited it which sparked Lena’s attention. 

“We have to get shelter,” he explained himself. 

He drew an arrow in the snow, pointed the flare in the direction they would head towards.

“The meat plant isn’t too far off.” 

“Okay,” Lena agreed. “You got a first aid kit in there?”

“Huh?”

“Your head,” Lena traced the line of blood still pulsing.

“Uhm…no…I-I don’t know where it is…” he muttered, confused. He wiped the side of his face, it didn’t hurt so it must not be that bad. “It’s fine, I’ll be fine.”

She walked towards him, hooked her arm in his. He tried to shrug it off in protest but his next attempt at walking in a straight line made him fall into step with her. He felt like he was limping on a broken leg, the snow was a frosted white bog of tar pulling him down. 

“What does Kari need that couldn’t wait until morning?”  

“He doesn’t trust the daytime employees. He thinks the angle of the security camera was tampered with and also thinks there’s something in the manager’s office that maybe the night staff could help us unlock.”

“Without a warrant?”

“That’s suddenly a problem for you?” Niko chuckled. He looked behind him, the flare and the car were still within sight. 

“Ah, so that’s why you picked me up, huh?” 

“I don’t know why he didn’t call you in the first place.”

“He knows better than to bother me at this time of night. Unlike you.” Lena playfully nudged her shoulder into his. “I wouldn’t have come if I really minded, though,” she added when Niko gaped his mouth open in worried offense.

“Good. I’m….glad you came. I’m…sorry I got us into an accident.”

“Wasn’t your fault.”

Niko waved the flashlight across the field of snow. The world had finally stopped teetering but he still felt lightheaded in shock. The tire tracks that had helped him this morning had long since covered up with the new layer. 

Was there an intersection at this bit of road? Did they have to make at turn? He could have sworn it was a straight shot after the winding road but a wave of uncertainty shivered down his spine. Lena hadn’t gone with him and Kari to the scene during the day, she was waiting on him for direction. He gulped, and decided to just keep moving forward, they’d have to see the building soon enough. 

His feet began to feel sore. His head began to nod downwards. The silence between them felt unresolved. She said it wasn’t his fault but it most definitely was.  

He needed to talk it out.

“I know we said we wouldn’t talk about it—”

“So we are not going to,” Lena pinched his arm.

“I think we s-should,” Niko refuted with a nasty shiver. “What else do we have to talk about right now?”

“We could keep walking in silence.”

She started walking faster, tugging his arm in a warning to go just as fast or she’d throw him to the finish line. 

“Lena.”

Niko stopped, Lena stumbled out of his grip backwards to face him, but not to look at him in the eye as she rolled her eyes with a sigh. She hugged herself, pulling her coat as tightly as she could around her body but he saw small puffs of frustrated breath pipe out of her uncomfortably clenched teeth. 

“What’s there to talk about? We helped each other get what we needed. You want to do it again, is that it?”

“Well, yeah, but not right now.”

Lena laughed unbelievably. Her nose and cheeks were rosy red. 

“You’re not in your right mind for this. Next thing you’re going to tell me you love me.”

“I do.”

The words came out in a puff of cold air that hung suspended between them. Niko had said it with a bluntness to match her own. As if it was the simplest thing in the world for her to understand. He unraveled the blanket around him and approached her. She didn’t step back as he expected. She allowed him to put the blanket around her. There was a gleam of gratitude in the daggers of her eyes. 

They kept walking in a more comfortable silence and he dared to think his mind was finally at ease. He could see a shadow sprinkled with soft lights in the distance, square, tall, imposing. A factory behind an illuminated curtain of the falling snow. They were so close. He wrapped himself around her side, the crunch of the snow between their feet synchronized. 

But his heart froze when one of the crunches turned into a crack.

And that’s when he remembered, there was a small lake at the front of the property.

One of his legs gave out, and plummeted into a pit of ice water. He shoved Lena away before using both his arms to stop his entire body from sinking into the growing puddle but slammed his head down in effort to push himself up and out. Once he got enough height, he quickly scrambled backwards out of the water. His legs had gone to an immediate numb in the sheer cold, he couldn’t feel them. He held himself still, eyes wide in terror that the ice would continue to crack and the gaping maw of a frozen hell would swallow him completely. He turned his head, Lena had made it to what must have been the shore, and he slowly crawled his way towards her. 

“Niko! Quickly!” she barked at him. He kept reaching a hand out, searching for something to grab onto but even the packed snow didn’t offer much grappling, and his hand would fall onto the very flat surface he was trying to escape. He had to rely on his upper body to do the job but another bout of vertigo slowed him even further. Lena was on a slant, he feared that she would just slide down along with him.

“You idiot, come on!” Lena bent down, a hand reached out from the bundle of blanket towards him. He blinked, slower and harder with every labored breath. The numbness turned into a thousand needles and he stifled a whimper as the previously unpleasant crawl became painful. He tasted iron in his mouth, his wound must have opened again. 

Despite the effort and the pain, he used the returning sensation in his legs to give himself one final push onto a bed of snow with nothing but earth underneath it. He lay flat on his back, panting, and closed his eyes. 

“Niko? Niko! Stay with me!” Lena shouted at him. He felt something cover the lower half of his body, but the upper half suddenly felt colder. His fingers burned with pain at the smallest twitch, he suddenly feared they would snap off altogether.

His eyes opened, and in front of him Lena was above him, tapping the side of his cheek. Leaned in for a kiss, to resuscitate him. 

He blinked, and she was gone. Somebody else was in her place…Kari?

“Niko? Niko!” Niko narrowed his eyes, his mouth hung open. “You’re in shock,” Kari added in explanation. 

“Lena, where’s Lena?”

“She’s on her way.”

“On her way to where? She-she was just here…”

Niko turned his head, the blanket he thought he had given her was being lifted out of the snow by someone in the far distance. 

“I-I don’t…”

“It’s the hypothermia. Or the head wound,” Kari gently tapped Niko’s forehead. “Or maybe both.”

“How did you find me?” 

“You didn’t call me back, I knew how long it’d take for you to get there. It's a miracle I found you when I did,” Kari thumbed behind him to indicate the factory that he almost made it to. Kari’s eyes flicked up, and he got to his feet, waving his hands. “Hey! I found him! He’s over here!”

Niko winced at the sudden brightness once Kari pulled back the curtain. It was early morning, the sun was rising. He didn’t feel cold anymore, instead felt like he was being cooked alive.

“No, no, no, don’t do that,” Kari warned him as Niko tried to strip off the sweater he had under the coat that he must have wrestled off and put over his legs.  

“It’s hot…”

Kari puppetered Niko’s arms initially away from his body, his clothes, before crossing them together and pushing them onto his chest to keep him warm. 

“Help is on the way,” he advised the younger man. “Just stay with me.”

Kari morphed into Lena again. She was straddling him. 

“I like it on top,” Niko whined. 

“So do I, but it’s only fair we take turns.”

Niko closed his eyes again, and giggled.

“On top of what?” 

“Nothing,” Niko answered, maybe a little too quickly. “Can you let go of me now?”

“As long as you promise not to go streaking into the winter wilderness.”

He wouldn’t have the chance to do that anyway, as he started to slip back under the ice into unconsciousness. 

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He briefly awoke in the ambulance to feel his head get wrapped with a bandage, the wound in his forehead felt larger than before, and his eyes widened when he saw an icicle the size of a screwdriver melting into a pool of blood on the table beside him.

The throbbing faded away gently until he swam out of the darkness again, back into an overbearing light over his body, heating him up. 

“They’re roasting you like a chicken,” Lena dryly chuckled. 

His head lolled to the side to find her sitting with her legs crossed in a hospital chair, her coat draped over the side. She had been there a while. 

She pulled the chair closer, grabbing his hand.

“You okay, Frosty?” 

Better now that you’re here.

He nodded, biting down on his lower lip.

“Really…I’m glad you’re okay. I mean it.” 

“I know. I—...thank you.”

“When you’re feeling better…I think…we should talk. About the other night…I’ll make another house call to your place.”

His eyebrows rose. His heart fluttered. 

“I’d like that,” he croaked. 

“It’s a date then,” Lena smirked, patting the hand she cupped into her own.

[stonehenge-asexual]

Hey. Gift for u. Thoughts on mindlink in the dbd smbts au

god don't even get me started. mindlink connecting the teens initially during fights, and then niko is able to connect them even outside of transformation and they can talk during classes. edwin trying to focus in class but having to tune out the background noise of the other three and getting very annoyed and tossing out a i am TRYING to focus very loudly in their minds and it's quiet for the rest of class the same was its quiet in the car when your parent raises their voice with you bc they're annoyed and driving and just want you to be quiet so they can get you home safely. figuring out that they can send each other mind version of Game Pigeon games and doing that during study sessions or late nights where they can't sleep.

learning how to distinguish between thoughts based on their cadence. edwin and niko both having ramble-y thoughts but edwin's stay focused on a line of thought while niko's jump between topics. charles think less in full sentences and more in emotions and individual phrases. crystal's thoughts coming through quick and having an echo-y feel because of the divination aspects of her powers.

connected nightmares :) initially not knowing that they're experiencing each others nightmares, but then they fall into nightmares that there's no way that they would have them (stumbling into a nightmare niko has about losing her dad, crystal falling back into old habits with the team, charles' nightmares about his dad, nightmares about each other getting hurt) and figuring it out and now they're seeing each others fears and worries and not even their dreams and nightmares being private (edwin and charles sharing dreams of domesticity before they get together but they both think it's their own dreams and both being worried about the other stumbling into those dreams).

feeling strong flashes of each other's emotions. one of them being up late and feeling a spike of loneliness or fear from one of the others and having to piece through who sent it and going to their room to check in. charles not wanting to burden the others with his negative emotions, learning to lock down his mind from the link but the absence of his thoughts feels bad in a different way.

just, thinks about being so connected to people they literally know you inside and out, they're actually able to look inside your head, but also the absolute lack of privacy they have initially.

[the-lore-and-art-cave-go-brrrrr]

Welcome to whatever the hell happened with my physical state the past couple days has now left me in the "we have an essay to write, let's do it really late at night."

On another note, I have the urge to draw my guys using screenshots from movies. I already have one in mind, that being the skating memory from inside out, where Joy is mimicking what Riley is doing. I feel like that would translate over to [Redacted] and the way he thinks of both their younger self and the time before the calamity. I kinda want to do it as a way for me to explore the dynamics between the five saviors, [Redacted]'s feelings on the time before the calamity, during the calamity, and after, specifically wanting to focus sometime on how he would have felt during the close to 100 runs of oneshot, and that guilt he'd feel during those years, the way Niko felt during those runs, because I know damn well they would have some form of awareness to the runs before solstice, and the way both [Redacted] and Niko felt during the solstice run (I am in fact going to ramble for much longer, prepare yourselves), the way Twm felt during these things as well (because we all know damn well that wouldn't be fun for them either), how all of them would feel after the end of Solstice, maybe the effects of the yellow phosphor after Niko got out of the simulation, and maybe how they'd feel after all of that, Rizu's past, Asa's past, Sage during project Silvia, Sage after all of that, the way Asa and Sage met, maybe the way Niko met Rizu... there's a lot I want to try and do as practice for anatomy, branching out in art style, and just to actually get into some of the story idea's I have.

Also I think as motivation for myself to do my damn essay, I'm going to do short 10 minute scene writes type things every 30 or so minutes, with the first one being done right now. That's it for right now I guess-

[theflyingfeeling]

Aaahhh I love the new header!! 🤧😍💞

Anyway just dropping by to talk about this thought I have 👀 so I have this scenario in my mind where Olli and Allu have been crushing on each other for a while and one of them breaks up with their partner and gets heartbroken and the other of course feels bad for him and comforts him but can’t stop thinking about how he has a chance now and aaaaaa my brain feels foggy and it’s not working but I feel like there would be so many ways to continue this 🤧 (sorry for rambling 😭)

I love it too if I say so myself 🥺🤲

I know this sounds like I'm making shit up but literally earlier today I thought about almost this exact scenario 😂 only mine was a tad more specific, and bear with me now, because for some reason I imagined a wedding (perhaps a crew members') and one of them arriving there a bit late because they had a fight and broke up with their partner just before leaving for the wedding venue (or the night before) and yeahhhhh, they end up comforting each other at the evening party of the wedding reception 👀

don't ask me why the setting has to be a wedding lol, I'm not sure actually, it just came to my mind for some reason because that's how my brain works, although it might have been inspired by an old picture taken at a wedding I saw last night while browsing Porko's or Niko's instagram, in which Olli looked sooooooo good in a white collar shirt and black suspenders and yeahhhh, just imagine the possiblities of them getting all hot and bothered in their wedding gear, all loose ties and unbuttoned shirts and messy hair and oofff mmmhmhhhhmmhm 😳

obviously in this scenario both of them have secretly been crushing on each other for quite some time, including the one who just broke up with their partner, and perhaps that was even one of the reasons they broke up (maybe the partner noticed something or the other was being distant), so it wouldn't be a "bandage" kinda situation you know, instead they'd both be like aahhhh finallyyyyy 😭

thanks for rambling in my askbox once again! 🥰💖

[readerofoddities]

More CotL follower refs, with more rambling because I'm literally just hanging around

Part 3 of the follower refs

Gala

Cat

They/them

51 years old

Gala, like many of the current followers, was born in the cult. They have found a deep love for exploring and was quickly drawn to being a missionary. They don't like being away too long, though, because gods-damn it, sometimes they miss their wife! They treat the younger missionaries like their kids despite the fact that the actual child they have with their wife is younger than the other missionaries

Owns a missionary necklace

Younger sibling of Fino. Spouse of Heather. Adopted parent of Thorn

Hera

Cow

She/her

35 years old

Hera was found in Darkwood as a baby. Now that she's all grown up, she enjoys exploring the other realms and spreading the good word of the Lamb’s gospel. She has a massive crush on the Lamb too but shh don't tell anyone. She gets along great with the other missionaries and likes hanging out with them

Owns a missionary necklace

Adopted daughter of Kumo

Niko

Fennec fox

They/them

31 years old

Niko joined the cult a little later than most. As a result, they don't feel very connected to many others aside from their fiancé. Sure they're friends with the other missionaries, but it's more of a work relationship to them rather than a friendship

Owns a missionary necklace

Fiancé of Vido

Grima

Raccoon

She/her

37 years old

Grima was born and raised here alongside her now wife and her older sister. She became a medic because she wanted to help her fellow cultists in a different way than her mother and older sister did/do. She loves helping people and is the person most people come to for help instead of Kallamar because they think she's nicer (she is). Things are a little busy for her now, though, what with the new baby and her oldest child still needing attention from both her and her wife. She usually would work late nights, but for her family, she's stopped doing that for now

Owns a moon necklace

Daughter of Luciana. Sister of Hela. Wife of Edel. Mother of Poppy & Alder. Adopted aunt of Noro & Myira

Grima is a major character in my AU, so you'll be seeing her a lot when I finally finish it

[nikholascrow]

people giving me silly specific to them nicknames makes me so wildly happy like even just spelling differences i have 3 friends that call me nikky but all spell it differently so it’s like special

also normalize giving people nicknames that have nothing to do with their name like my family calls me bean and i have no idea why my little sister used to call me french fry purely cause i love french fries

call me random shit call me desk chair if you want i don’t fucking care just give me a nickname

[nikoisme]

as much as i love the goldenheart painting, it was false advertising. someone might look at it and expect nimona but instead get smacked with silly posts about 3000 year old people. now it's clear that i am filled with whimsy

felt silly. changed the look of my blog a bit godbless

[musings-from-mars]

Not only did Cinder try to kill Pyrrha in canon but she actually did, Cinder and Pyrrha are absolute opposites as people, and they have completely different ideals and morals, and yet....some of you people insist on shipping them....and guess what....it worked and now I ship them too?!

Everything us Cinder people do flies in the face of logic and irony, doesn’t it. We’re beyond help.

Anyway, Pyrrha x Cinder headcanon/AU: Cinder’s plan to become Fall Maiden would’ve gone perfectly...had not the tall red haired warrior goddess been a complete angel to her, offering to help her move in to their dorm at Beacon and offering to get her dinner just to be welcoming and nice. And completely against her personality, Cinder actually agrees, and they go to dinner, and somehow hit it off? And now Cinder is like “Holy shit...is this affection that I feel? Horrible.” And her interactions with Pyrrha range from flabbergasted amazement at Pyrrha being so nice despite Cinder being a literal flaming asshole, to absolute rage because Cinder has no clue how to handle feeling enamoured with the girl she’s supposed to hate. And Pyrrha is just over here like “She’s actually nicer than you think, and she’s really pretty!” like a fucking sunrise and Cinder is just pissed like how dare she say those things about her??

[rpf-bat]

❝  i don’t have perfect words.  i’m not the kind of person who knows how to sound poetic and shit.  so all i know what to tell you is that i belong to you.  i don’t know if you want me.  but i’m yours.  and at this point however it is you need me,  i’m here.  ❞ joel/niko

Joel was so focused on what he was writing in his notebook, that he didn’t hear the door opening.

He didn’t notice that he was no longer alone in the studio, until a warm hand gripped his shoulder.

“Fuck!” he cried, dropping his pencil in shock.

“My bad, man,” Niko apologized. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I got you the coffee you asked for.”

“Oh…thank you,” Joel blinked sheepishly, taking the Starbucks cup Niko was holding out to him.

“What were you writing?” Niko asked curiously, sitting down in a chair beside him.

It was late at night, and their bandmates had long since headed home. But of course, night-owl Joel was always the last to leave.

“…Lyrics,” Joel replied, feeling a little embarrassed. “I know you normally write most of them. But, I wanted to give it a go.”

“Can I see what you have so far?” Niko asked, picking the notebook up off the table.

“No, don’t look!” Joel protested, but it was too late.

Niko was already reading off the page:

Somewhere in the city

I can feel you following me

I've been caving in, I couldn't breathe

But with you, I'm finally free….

“Oh, I like it so far,” Niko beamed. “Is it about friendship? Like, the four of us?”

“Um…,” Joel hesitated. “I guess it could be about that.”

“….But, you were thinking of something else when you wrote it?” Niko guessed.

“I originally intended it to be more like…a love song,” Joel said nervously, fidgeting with the ends of his hair.

“So, there’s someone you’re in love with?” Niko realized, eyes widening.

“I…,” Joel’s face reddened. “I don’t know if it’s that kind of love, or not. I think it might be. But, I’ve never felt that before. For anyone. So, how would I know?”

“Have you tried telling the person, how you feel about them?” Niko suggested.

“No,” Joel shook his head emphatically. “I can’t do that.”

“Well then…,” Niko chewed his lip. “Could you tell me who it is you like, at least?”

“Why would I tell you that?!” Joel said, his cheeks growing hotter, as his fidgeting grew more agitated.

“Well, I could talk to him for you,” Niko offered. “Try and find out if he feels the same?”

“No, Niko, you don’t get it,” Joel shook his head. “You can’t help me.”

“….Is it Porko?” Niko asked bluntly. “I bet it is. Everyone says he’s the best looking guy in the band, so….”

“….It’s you, you idiot,” Joel blurted.

“…..Huh?”

It was Niko’s turn, to start turning red.

“Like I said,” Joel confessed. “I don’t know if it’s really love. If I’m even capable of falling in love. Or if I’m just confused. I thought maybe if I wrote a song about it, I could make sense of my own feelings. But, I don’t have perfect words. I’m not the kind of person who knows how to sound poetic and shit.”

“I thought it sounded beautiful,” Niko said quietly.

“You said it sounded like a friendship song!” Joel argued. “So, maybe you should forget I said anything. And we should just continue being friends.”

“No,” Niko shook his head. “Joel, I don’t want to just forget about it. This changes everything!”

“All I know what to tell you, is that I…I belong to you, Niko,” Joel confessed emotionally. He was terrified that he was about to be rejected. Terrified that he was going to ruin their ability to work together, that their second album was never going to be finished, because he had to go and open his mouth. And yet…he couldn’t make himself stop rambling.

“I don’t know if you want me. but I’m yours.  And at this point however it is you need me, I’m here.”

“I do want you, Joel,” Niko said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve wanted you for a long time, actually. But…I’m an idiot. I was so certain you had feelings for Joonas, so…”

“No,” Joel interrupted. “Whatever these feelings are, Niko - all I know for sure, is that they’ve always been for you.”

[remnants-of-rwby]

Can someone tell me

Why on earth phyrra is being pushed around so much? I mean no hate, adorable character, but like... she is non-canon now? Shes... gone...? Why the merch? Is it like, foreshadowing? Are roosterteeth keeping her in our minds, like, 'hey dont forget! This character! For reasons...' I totally dig the cereal though...

[nikvs-blog]

pov rp: i try to wink at u but i close both eyes like jinsoul in this gif <3 SBJDWBDJWBDJ hello im xan im 22 & from the est timezone i use she / her pronouns & ur watching disney channel. is this super late ? yea...but thats super on brand for me its fine its fun its sexy so * jugkook vc* let’s get it !

— jung jinsoul. she/her. cis female. | was that niko seo i just saw in the hideaway lobby ? i hear the twenty-two year old spends most of their time working as a waitress, but i’ve always just seen them scribbling poetry on napkins. they live in 3A and i often see them in the halls. they always give me a vibe of making wishes on falling stars, silk ribbons adorning messy ponytails, and breakfast at midnight.

BACKSTORY

so miss niko was born in a teeny tiny suburban town in north carolina to a pair of  young high school sweethearts ! unfortunately her mom passed away during childbirth so it was a very bittersweet arrival into the world for baby niko

her dad was a mechanic who never made it to college since his girlfriend got pregnant towards the end of their senior year. they got married before niko was born though because they were pretty serious abt raising her right but they never really got the chance to /: but her dad loved his job he loved working with cars & it was something his own dad did before him plus it was a job the town really valued since it was so tiny ( u really only needed one of everything )

when i say tiny i mean everyone knows everyone tiny. growing up the town kinda pitied niko bc of her mom dying so to compensate everyone kinda tried to do their part in raising her ! her neighbors were just as much of a parent to her as her own dad was, and everyone had stories abt her mom so niko kinda appreciated how small the town was.....sometimes

that changed as she got older ! when she started high school her dad kinda entered a rough patch & started drinking more with his buddies, started working less, and niko started getting calls from the sheriff at 2 am like “hey we’re gonna keep ur dad for the night he didnt do anything crazy but he got a little too drunk u can pick him up tomorrow” sort of thing 

she was there for him every time but it got kinda overwhelming knowing everyone was in her family's business & how much kids would gossip at school or adults would give her sad looks

basically she kinda just....became very disillusioned with her reality & began to realize no one around her was really.....happy or had big dreams and their entire lives revolved around this tiny town which scared her

but also ? it had started becoming her life, too. she was voted prom queen senior year, she had a job at a diner where the same people ate everyday, she’d been dating the same boy for four years and everyone talked about how they’d probably get married soon. she’d become exactly like everyone else without even realizing it....she didnt have some big dream.....she didnt even have plans for college she was just so stuck

and then disaster hit the summer after she graduated high school. her dad had crashed right into a tree on a rainy night trying to drive home after a night out drinking & died on impact. the news honestly didnt feel real to her until her grandparents were helping her clear out her house so she could come move in with them 

which is when she finds her mom’s old diary ! and boy was that thing . fat & juicy ... it had all four years worth of her mom’s high school years inside and niko became ...obsessed with it. all she did that summer her dad died was read her mom’s old diary learning more abt the woman from those pages than she ever had from the mouths of everyone in her town

 thats how she found out her mom had always dreamed of moving to some city like seattle and starting this new life once she found out she was pregnant with niko ! so niko was like ok this has to be a sign....told her grandparents she loved them but she couldnt stay in north carolina.....and boop ! she pretty much disappeared from the town, didnt tie up any lose ends ( including her bf of four years who she was kinda engaged to ? JSDBJBDJ ) because she just had to leave that bad. 

cue a scene on bus with niko looking out the window as some dramatic song abt new beginnings plays . JSDBJSBDJW seattle was truly her new start at 18 ... and all she wanted to do was just ... reinvent herself 

so she did ! first thing she did was get a job as a waitress bc uh ur girl was BROKE broke but she knew she was good at serving. the first year was.....pretty rough there’s no sugar coating it niko was struggling bad, probably living in some questionable apartment when she wasnt coach hopping at her coworker’s places. despite all this she was....insanely happy she really believed ( and still does ) seattle is magic !

she was working at a diner ironically, just like she had been back home, but this diner changed her life about a two years ago. one day one of her regulars ( a very well off lawyer who worked downtown ) told her she was way too pretty and charming to be serving at a place like this & that he had a buddy who owned an upscale restaurant near his job downtown & that he could probably get niko a job there if she wanted

so she was like UH hell yes....showed up the next day at this fancy restaurant, charmed the pants off the owner, and the rest ? is history !  she moved into hideaways a bit after getting this new job & has been there ever since <3

PERSONALITY + TIDBITS

personality wise niko is kinda ....hard to figure out. she doesnt do it on purpose, she’s just still learning about who she is and what she really wants. back home in north carolina she was kind of the small town golden girl, loved by everyone type of deal but also very romanticized by those around her ??? ppl thought she was brilliant and knew so much about everything when the truth was she just knew a little about a lot. she would read to escape the suburban boredom of her reality & took a special interest in things like art and poetry and astronomy. shes the type to want to share the stuff she’s learned with those around her

in seattle since no one knew her the way they did back home, niko decided she wanted to keep it that way. because of this and because shes so hesitant to talk about her family sometimes she can come across as mysterious but she’s a surprisingly open person !! she’s naturally super curious and friendly and she’s found it really helps to be the kind of person people want to get to know and trust when working in the service industry. she’s got the type of aura about her that makes you feel as if maybe you’ve known her forever, even if she’s only told you one thing about herself ( which is often the case) . can probably make anyone feel at home within five minutes of talking to her & you won’t even realize how she’s doing it. her boss swears she’s charming enough to sell honey to a bee ! 

she’s also got a flighty side though that comes out when you get too close. niko’s great at relationships when they aren’t deep, but the moment you start and figure her out and see past the smiley walls she’s got up she recoils fast. in a way she’s terrified of anyone knowing too much about her because she’s scared that once they do they’ll pity her, and niko can’t stand being pitied. she’s also super good at dishing out affection but not so good at receiving it. the type to fall in love then right back out of love in one day. kinda a heart breaker bc of this but she doesn't mean to be, she just gets infatuated kinda easily & isn’t very good at keeping things serious ever since literally running away from her long-time ex in north carolina JSBCSJBDJW 

some fun facts: she wants to get a cat and name it cat so bad but she’s not sure she’d be a good pet mom so she just settles for petting stray cats in public. 100% that weirdo crouching in the street making kissy noises because she saw a cat and wants to pet it. she can name just about every constellation & loves to sit outside and look at the stars on clear nights, usually while smoking a joint . she’s a hardcore lightweight .... im talking one tequila shot and she’s floored ... two glasses of wine and she’s taking her top off  then crying kinda deal like she CANNOT handle her liquor so she tries to keep partying to a minimum. she’s got a collection of napkins from work were people have scribbled their phone numbers onto as well as a collection of napkins niko herself has scribbled on. she mostly writes poems and sometimes she even leaves a napkin with a poem on it behind at a table like a little gift for whoever sits there next. she’s probably always writing poems for all her friends or infatuations so if you’re in her life....you’ve gotten one at some point ! 

the only thing she brought with her from north carolina were all her records. she’s got a pretty extensive collection that ranges from donna summer to louis armstrong to led zeppelin & when she finally got a record player of her own in seattle it was probably the best day of her life <3 she really likes to watch scary movies but also they scare her so bad so it’s a cycle of oh yes lets watch this.....fuck why did i do that.....im sleeping with the lights on rinse & repeat. she really likes to cook ! she learned at a pretty early age out of necessity but now she does it for her own pleasure also because of her growing interest / knowledge in the restaurant industry. her wardrobe is 95% thrifted and 5% stolen from miscellaneous people ( her dad, old boyfriends, hookups, friends, etc. ) is a notorious hoodie thief so dont lend her yours......

and this is WAY too long im.....so sorry this literally always happens aha <3 yes i ramble but thats bc . i have a lot to say and i also have a lot of love to give ! spare some plots ? we can im on tumblr but i am 100% easier to reach on discord  @ EL i love u 💖✨🌙#8172 so hit me up there & lets get this show on the road baby !