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Just a friendly reminder about how great staying alive is. :) -Ned ind ned nickerson rp. written by ash. selective & private.

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      friendly reminder this blog is semi-active  &  slow reply but honestly mostly just active to bucky bc she’s the reason i made ned !!!

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FIRE CANNOT KILL A DRAGON.

❛   i MAY be complete irrational    ——-    but ‘m not crazy .   ❜     it solely depends on HOW you define crazy .   brows knit together ,   she doesn’t understand him .    yes ,  she knew people  (  humans  )  didn’t like fire ,  neither did she ,  but she’d never seen how they fear it .    eyes watched him ,  with a lot interest   &   astonishment .

                                        (   what did her hands do ?   )

they have shattered more than she CARES to admit .   she destroys everything she touches ,  leaves everything in ash  &  dust .   she was the herald of nothing but wrath ,  having the path of DESTRUCTION underneath her feet .   (   was he really scared of the fire or was she scared because of her ?   was she really that scary ?  )     ❛   y’know yer jus’ gonna draw MORE attention t’ ya’ by screamin’ ‘round .   ❜

his yelling ,  displeasing to her sensetive ears .   it’s the trouble he causes ,  that drives her close to him .  her hand not longer in the fire ,  but PUSHING him away .   away from the embers that danced around his feet .    ❛   ma’ god ,  are ya’ stupid ?   ❜

                  DEEP BREATHS.  it’s containable, it’s okay.  it won’t kill you,  it’s not going to get nancy.  

           his eyes are closed, the flames still visible through his eye-lids,  burning pain into his vision.   it doesn’t help,  the way he tries to calm himself isn’t effective in the slightest,  it doesn’t stop the dangerously quick speed his heart races,  the way his voice is louder than intended as if the fire is screaming   &  he’s trying to be heard over it.  

                                                       the fire is so loud.

                                   he opens his eyes again, looks directly into the flame  &  swears he see’s her,   see’s nancy drew dying.    he sucks in a breath,   doesn’t fight the hands that push against his chest in the slightest,   being moved away from flames isn’t something he’s going to fight.   he winces at the warmth of her hands though,   stumbles back until shoulders  &  head hit wall,   it doesn’t hurt,  it does  but he’s too focused on flickering flames of danger to let the pain register.

                                     ❛  ————-   COME ON,  put it out.  ❜

               he’s gone from asking for assistance to begging for her help,  begging for the flames to stop causing flash-backs in his mind.   he wasn’t there,  he wasn’t there to save her.  she always has to save herself,   it’s always her or someone else saving her.    never him.  never him.    he’s just a varsity sports star  with too much loyalty for his own good.

                 HE’S NO HERO.                   HE NEVER HAS BEEN.

                                                       ❛  how are you so calm  ?   it’s dangerous, it’s ... it’s gonna kill us.  it’s going to go out of control   &   kill us.   just grab a sheet,  deprive it of oxygen.    whatever it takes.  ❜      he should move,   he should move forward  &  stop the flames but he can’t force himself to move from the wall to stop the trash-can from staying ablaze.

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ned nickerson is afraid of fire, not in a oh look at those flames get them away from me haha kind of way but the kind where he will freak out about them. he’s seen the love of his life go to jail for arson, known how many times she’s almost died via fire but also because fire is unpredictable  &  dangerous  &  has almost taken things he cares about too many times for him to be neutral about it.

  he will still go to college bon-fires but stay well away from the actual fire, his friends are all aware of it  &  when they first saw he was scared tried to play around with it but soon learned he genuinely hated it. 

         he will completely change persona, will become nervous, loud, shaking  &  may even have something akin to a panic attack if someone tries to get him close to one or lights one in front of him.

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HOW TO SAVE A BROKEN GIRL.

                     ❛   huh ? oh, i uh..   ❜  

            (  she doesn’t know how to reply, her mind searching for an excuse that she hadn’t created yet. it was still a FRESH bruise, she was meant to have more time to think of something.  )

                    she knew how horrible the old ‘i walked into a door’ sounded, but at this point she’d hesitated long enough for it to look suspicious no matter what she said. she AVOIDS eye contact, a simple enough job being as small as she is. she glances up for a few seconds and gives a little shrug, as if it was making things less worrying.

                                       ❛  i walked into a door.   ❜  

                                      ❛             a door.   ❜           lie, lie, lie.

              stop prying, it’s none of your business. maybe she got in a fight, maybe she got mugged  (   if that had happened she would’ve admitted it.  STOP MAKING ASSUMPTIONS.   you’re not nancy drew.   ).    he sucks in a breath, calloused fingertips move to tug through his hair as he rolls his shoulders slightly,   wishes he was shorter just this once so he could be closer  &  not towering over her.  someones hurting her, a lover,  a teacher,  bullies,  a loved one, he doesn’t know. 

                                      he should let it go.                                    he won’t, but he should.

                        it’s none of his business.   only bad things come to those who pry into other people’s problems,   only trouble follows those who care too much.  he sighs,   he’s seen someone get lost in other peoples mystery’s but he can’t just walk away.   ned nickerson while he is many things but he is not uncaring to those who are hurt.

                                               ❛  you can tell me the truth. i won’t tell anyone.  ❜ 

                              a smile is offered, soft, caring.   amber coloured hues bright as the sun hits them  &  ned sighs,  he doesn’t know what to say.  ❛  you should tell me about it, over a cup of coffee. place around the corner sells a mean espresso.  my treat.  ❜

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A MYSTERIOUS SLEUTH STOLE MY HEART.

                 ❝     it’s  finished     !    boarding  the  plane  now.     ❞     cheer  evident  in  her  voice,  the  smile  practically  coming  through  the  receiver    ;    just  finishing  a  case  always  left  her  in  good  spirit,  caused  her  to  buy  souvenirs  for  her  friends  back  home.    (    but  she  was    ALWAYS    expecting  a  call  from  ned.    )  cell  phone  switched  from  right  hand  to  left,  nancy  adjusts  herself,  the  bags  she  carried  hanging  awkwardly  in  the  crook  of  her  arm  before  she  sits  down.

                  she  loves  him   ——————   honestly    !    one  could  blame  her    HELP  OTHERS    complex  for  the  amount  of  missed  dates    &    forgotten  plans.     ❝     &    when  i  come  back,  it’s  just  gonna  be  me    &    you.  i’m  off  for  the  holiday  season.     ❞    oh.   she  falls  silent,  a  sigh  leaving  her  lips.    (    she’s  missed  something  else.    )     ❝     how   .   .   .   how  was  christmas    ?    how  are    you    ?     ❞

                                                       ❛  ————-  ‘s good to hear.  can’t wait to see you.   ❜

                        an attempt is made to mimic the joy that seems to lace her post-case tone but ned can’t quite kick the   disappointment  &  loneliness    that is nestled inside of his lungs that pushes itself into his voice.  he loves her,   he loves the way she loves her work  &  yet,  he can’t help but feel  ...    unwanted sometimes.  always left behind,  left on the back-burner with other people’s mystery’s her top priority. 

                         he has a life of his own,  three varsity sport teams, friends,  family,  college                               but  ...   nancy is the love of his life  &  she always leaves him behind.                                                          always putting her life on the line.

                      ❛  good. good.   ❜       he sucks in a breath,   holds the phone away from his face for a second or so  &  ned sighs,  curses under his breath.  quickly he brings it back to his face,      how are you ?   lonely,  disappointed,  hurt,  let down,  upset,  heart-broken,  missing her.     he mentally curses at himself, grip tightening on the phone pressed against his ear  &  he laughs, tired.

                         BE SUPPORTIVE, DON’T BE SELFISH, NANCY DREW DESERVES HIS SUPPORT.

                             ❛  i’m okay.  haven’t slept well the last few nights but,   good.   how are you ?  ❜

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this is the best fucking joke I’ve ever thought of ok by Kurtis Conner

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"friendly reminder that i love you, ned nickerson."

                                                 ❛  i know.  ❜  

          he thinks, just for a moment (   maybe a few moments.    ) that maybe this could be it. MAYBE THEY COULD STAY LIKE THIS FOREVER.  him in a varsity jacket a size too big  &  her in his arms. the girl who he’d climb a thousand mountains for, the girl he’d take a bullet for, the girl who always leaves him behind but in  the end always comes back to him.

                                               NED NICKERSON LOVES NANCY DREW.

                                     he loves the way her hair falls, the way her eyes dazzle, the way her smile always makes his heart skip a beat, he loves the way she’ll sass him out at any chance she gets, the way she cares more about the greater good  &  doing what’s right than her own happiness sometimes. she’s a hero to the world but even if she wasn’t a world renounced sleuth a girl like her would always be a hero in his heart, in his mind.

           large arms are wrapped around her, grip tight but not tight enough to hurt, he’s scared if he loosens it anymore she’ll be gone from his grip once more.   ned shifts, eyes closing just for a second to press his lips against the side of her head  &  eyes filled with nothing but pure adoration  &  fondness for the sleuth nestled against his chest.     if only they could stay like this forever.  safe, alone.  no bugging cases, no people who need help, just the boy  &  his girl. just the girl  &   her lover.   the world may bend  &  try to break them but even if this moment isn’t forever he knows they’ll always end up here.

                   here being home. home being in each-others arms.

                         ❛  i love you too.  to the moon  &  back.  ❜  

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THE MOON MAKES HER LOOK KIND.

             A SWEET CHILD alone in a park. Such a silly move when monsters roamed freely, looking for boys just like him to snap up and take away. The hint of loneliness in his voice is too familiar to the girl who spent her childhood alone— or waiting for something better. “ I do, yes. ” she answered, dark eyes gazing down with kindness. Tonight ( just for tonight ) she wouldn’t be the big bad being in the dark. “ I suppose your date likes them too, otherwise you wouldn’t have made them. ” 

                     ❛ can have as many as you want. i already ate half a dozen cupcakes.  ❜ 

                                         sue him for wanting the short amount of time he gets with the love of his life to be as special as possible.  ned places the platter of cut up sandwiches down beside him,  an offering to a stranger he couldn’t possibly know less about.     all he can see is the vague outline of her features due to the only light being provided being the moon  &  stars  &,  the dimly lit street lamps sparsely scattered along the nearby path.

                                                 ❛  my girlfriend,  she ... she had to cancel another date.  her job is kind of hectic,  people always need her.  kinda hard dating someone who always wants to help people, even if it means putting you on the back-burner.  ❜     he sighs, fights back the sadness that‘s slowly slipping from his lips enough to stop himself from getting too emotional.

                                                      ❛             have you got a partner ?   ❜

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A Nik Blahunka Appreciation Series: The Silent Spy

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                       imagine  fiery   red  tresses,  ruby-red  lips  formed  into    ARROGANT    smirk  along  dimpled  cheeks.  alabaster  neck  wears  golden  locket,    BARELY    visible  freckles  adorning collarbones.  she  wears  a  red  polka-dotted  dress    &    lace  oxfords,  a  brown  satchel  on  her  shoulder.  imagine  a  young  woman  who’s  been  to    hell    &    back,   simply  to  solve  what  lays  underneath  the  cover  of  a    VANILLA  FOLDER.

&*  graphic credit : @notamcnster

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FIRE CANNOT KILL A DRAGON.

❛   me ,  an arsonist ?   tsk .   ❜       let the fire be the fire    ——-   LET IT BREATHE .    that’s why the piece of fabric was removed again  (  not that it would’ve helped anyway  ) .    disfigured hands move into the pockets of her hoodie again ,  bending one leg to move her weight into a comfortable position again .

                                 ❛   yea   ——–   ‘m jus’ gonna stand ‘ere .   got a problem with tha’ ?   ❜

&   she RAISES her hand ,  letting it hover the trash - can  (  too close to the fire ,  so close that should scream  ) ,   instead of removing her hand ,  or showing any sign of pain    ———    she uses her powers to emphasize the flames just a bit .   letting the familiar warmth devour her hand .

                                                 ❛             you‘re nuts. oh my GOD.   ❜

                     he watches as the flames FLICKER wildly in the wind, almost dangerous to those who dare to come close. it’s almost enticing the way they burn so freely but because he’s not fucking nuts he doesn’t shove his hands into the flames.

           she on the other hand doesn’t seem to have either common sense or pain receptors in her hands.   

                                   ❛   are you ? kidding me ?  are you literally crazy ? are you trying to get your hands burnt off.  what did your hands ever do to you  ?   ❜     ned should be questioning why her hands don’t look like ash but he’s more worried about the fire as sparks fly off   &  set a small pile of paper ablaze.

                               ❛ oh my god, oh my god,oh my god  !   ❜

                  quickly he moves,  sneakers kicking wildly at the flames trying to put it out, he manages to calm the flames on the pile of newspapers but refuses to go near the tall girl with hands held inside the blaze  (    it reminds him of that one scene in game of thrones.  fire cannot kill a dragon, or whatever, but she doesn’t look like no khaleesi.   ).

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