#jack malarkey

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Reread @kcdenn‘s 19/88 trilogy, so here’s a quick doodle of some dumbass teenagers.

Ft.  Jack “don’t tell me what to do” Malarkey, Olivia “fight me” Blake, and Will “why do I even try” Beckett

Also here’s a small Roman “fuck this shit” Nash because, well, Nash

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4. Jack 7. Nash 9.Olivia 6. Will

Hahahah okay.

4. [JACK] has the opportunity to fix one of their most grievous mistakes, but doing so will ensure that they never meet at least one of their loved ones and they will not have any memory of their relationship with those loved ones. Do they take the chance to fix the mistake anyway?

Nope. Contrary to popular belief, Jack’s not stupid enough to think he hasn’t made some pretty massive mistakes, but he’s… actually fairly good about learning to live with them. Shitty or not, he’d definitely take the mistake over erasing a loved one from his life entirely. Because, let’s face it, he’s probably got a pretty specific loved one in mind here.

6. Are there any events in [WILL’S] life that he feels wholly negative about, no silver lining whatsoever?

Ahaha, well, there’s a pretty big one that comes to mind that I can’t actually mention here because, y’know, spoilers. But you know which one I’m talking about.

I still should probably answer the question, though, so let’s consider this: I think an argument can be made that the whole situation with Kendrick in Nineteen changed Will’s life for the better, and I think he definitely looks back on some of that with some weird nostalgia, but as a whole I don’t think he views it very positively. It doesn’t feel heroic, or even very exciting, especially because it nearly ended with his two best friends being killed. Now that he’s several years removed from it and has a little more experience with what the hell Nash was trying to do, I think he realizes just how badly things could have gone, and that takes the shine off of it a little.

7. Does [NASH] have any unfulfilled dreams that can never come true?

Jesus Christ. So, okay. How is “not dying alone?” for an answer. I’m pretty sure Nash regrets, to some degree, making his entire life about the Agency. Because, while he’s done pretty well for himself on that front, he’s gotten where he is at a cost.

Nash never really thought he’d live past the age of like, thirty, and I think that caused him to make a lot of very short-sighted decisions. He spent most of his late twenties running himself into the ground, and screwed up his marriage by being a jerk. Neither of which seemed like a very big deal at the time, but now that he’s out of the field and – surprise! – still alive, he’s finally starting to realize what it’s meant. He’s never going to have anyone to come home to or kids or any of that normal family stuff – stuff that never really interested him until he hit his forties. And he thinks it’s too late for any of that now. He’s also probably not wrong.

Boy, I hope you regret asking that question because I sure regret answering it.

9. Does [OLIVIA] have any negative associations with otherwise neutral or positive things?

Well, she can’t drink vodka anymore after chugging part of a bottle, punching her ex-best friend in the face, and then throwing up in the bath tub.

On a sightly more serious note, you know that ringtone she had, when her phone went off while she, Will, and Jack were hiding from Kendrick? Yeah, she definitely never listened to that song ever again.

On an actual serious note – having to visit the library gave her severe anxiety for the rest of her high school career.

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18. things you said after you kissed me / Jack + Ruby. Best get your imagination hat out.

Admittedly, Jack had let that kiss go on a little longer than he’d meant to. In his defense, though, it was a pretty great kiss, and he would’ve been lying if he said he hadn’t been thinking about making it happen himself. But when he finally pulled away, the first words out of his mouth were:

“What the fuck was that about?”

Ruby stepped back but didn’t quite let go of him, her hand still lingering on his chest. It felt more like a threat than anything else. “That was a pretty PG-13 kiss there, buddy,” she told him. “What are you getting so offended for?”

“I’m not offended,” Jack replied, wiping his lips. “Just… what the fuck.”

Ruby studied him for a moment, arching an eyebrow. “There’s a girl, isn’t there?”

“Who said there was a girl?”

“Seriously, Malarkey, I’ve been around long enough to know when there’s a girl. Someone back home you never got over?” When Jack didn’t answer her, she rolled her eyes. “Honestly, I really don’t care, but if you’re going to stand around and be all pathetic about it, then I’m not going to waste my time.”

Jack didn’t really know how to reply to that, and so Ruby continued to stare. It was unsettling, really. Those red eyes of hers were intense, and he hadn’t entirely convinced himself he wasn’t scared of her yet.

“Yeah, okay, so there’s a girl,” he said finally. “But it’s not like that’s ever going to happen, so–“

Before he could finish, Ruby was already turning to leave. “All right, well, it’s been fun, Hugo Boss, but I’ve got places to be and–“

“Okay, wait–“

Without really thinking about it, Jack grabbed for her arm, which was actually sort of dumb and would probably get him killed. Not that that was new territory for him or anything. And anyway, he wasn’t going to give her the chance. He pulled Ruby back towards and kissed her again, cupping her face in his hands. It was at least a couple of minutes before either of them came up for air again.

“Still think I’m being pathetic?” Jack asked her.

“Yep,” Ruby answered, without missing a beat. “How about you do us both a favor and just stop talking?”

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Jack/Olivia #12? (I am here for the pain!)

12. things you said when you thought I was asleep

By now, Olivia should have known better than to try and match Will and Jack drink for drink. She’d been able to pull that off in high school, but they’d been Agency operatives for nearly a year now, and Olivia was pretty sure the first thing they taught you in basic training was how to hold your liquor.

They were back at the apartment now and still at it; Will and Jack were two drinks in, but Olivia had been nursing the same beer for a half an hour. She knew she wasn’t going to finish it, she was already falling asleep. The couch was way too comfy, and she’d been up at five to staff a meeting for Nash, but at least she could sleep in tomorrow… maybe to six-thirty or seven, even…

At some point during the conversation, Olivia must have drifted off, but not for very long. When she woke up again, her head was on Jack’s shoulder, and he was drinking her beer.

“You’re really not going to call her again?” she heard Will ask.

Christ. If they were talking about the girls they’d hooked up with, Olivia was definitely going to feign sleep for a little longer. There were only so many ways she could remind them they were idiots.

“Why the hell would I call her again?” Jack didn’t seem to notice that she’d ever opened her eyes. He shifted in his seat a bit, careful not to disturb her, and dropped an arm around her shoulder.

“You liked her, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, I just…” Jack shrugged and took a sip of his beer. “She knew I was an operative, she knew what she was getting herself into.”

Olivia could practically hear Will rolling his eyes. “So you’re not going to call her because you think you’re contractually obligated to be an asshole?” he asked. “Come on, she was awesome, she served us free drinks all night.”

“Yeah,” Jack said again, quieter this time. “I don’t know. She’s not Olivia.”

It came so far out of left field that Olivia didn’t even know how to react. Normally she’d sit straight up, and probably hit him, asking what the fuck that was supposed to mean. But she didn’t, she couldn’t. She lay there, as still as possible, waiting to see what he said next.

“What’d you say?” Will wasn’t asking out of disbelief; he legitimately hadn’t heard him.

“Nothing,” Jack muttered, shaking his head. “Never mind. You wanna grab me another beer?”

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14. Jack/Olivia

14. things you said after you kissed me

One minute she was chucking glasses at his head and the next, her arms were around his neck and her hands in his hair. It took Jack a couple of moments to realize what was happening. Was she seriously…. yeah, she was definitely kissing him. Okay, then. He could work with that.

He lifted her up and pushed her back onto the kitchen counter, kissing her back with a hell of a lot more force than he’d probably meant to. Up until about three days ago he’d been working under the assumption he’d never actually see her again, never mind that she’d let him get this close. He wanted her closer.

But when he pressed up against her, Olivia broke away, giving him a hard shove towards the oven. “Oh my god,” she said softly, her hand going to her lips. “What the fuck am I doing?”

This was pretty predictable. Inevitable, really. Jack wasn’t stupid enough to think any of it would last. That wasn’t how the universe worked. “Great fucking question,” he muttered. “I thought you were pissed at me.”

“I am.”

“You’ve got a messed up way of showing it.”

Olivia pushed the hair out of her face and shook her head. Her cheeks were tinged pink, and getting rosier by the second. “You’ve fucked everything up so bad,” she murmured.

Jack wasn’t about to try and contradict her; she’d probably start throwing shit at his head again and anyway, she wasn’t wrong. He stared at her for a long time, trying to think of something to say, but nothing came. All he wanted to do was kiss her again. He’d spent years wondering what that would be like. Now he finally knew, and he was already starting to wish he didn’t.

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HATE YOUR GUTS | [listen] | For those stupid dysfunctional assholes who can't just fucking admit they're in love with each other. [JACK+OLIVIA]