#nico bright

[thebisexualmandalorian]

Ethan swallowed hard, his hands shaking as Jake took them in his. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to," he said, tilting his head down to meet his eyes.

"I want to! I do," he said softly, "I've never done this before. The way I grew up, you know how it was. It was- it's stupid. I don't even believe in that anymore."

"It's hard though, I get it. Growing up being told just thinking about a guy like that was a sin, it sucks. I got lucky with my family, but I get it." He squeezed Ethan's hands. "We can take it slow. I know Nico doesn't mind being the one kissing you for now." His crooked smile was teasing.

"No- I mean I don't mind kissing Nico, it's- it's great but I want to be a part of everything too. Seeing all of you, together, it's… nice." He slipped a hand out of Jake's to cup his cheek, the soft rasp of a five o'clock shadow so different than Nico, or Claire, or-

Instead of letting his mind race and overthink things again, he leaned in, brushing their lips together, tasting the sweet bitterness of Jake's coffee on his mouth, feeling the scar that ran through his lower lip, memorizing every millisecond that passed as Jake shivered and let his lips part. The breathless little sound he made was definitely sinful, sweet and soft, and Ethan couldn't help his smile.

"Was that okay?" he asked as he pulled back, and Jake grinned at him, pupils blown wide.

"More than," he said, and then pulled Ethan back in.

Even if this was a sin, it was the sweetest sin he'd ever known.

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Tag Games

Ugly Winter Sweaters!

Nico Bright & Storm Sinclaire

Nico loves Christmas and that's something everyone in the gang gets to deal with. Claire loves her girlfriend (eventual wife) giggling in ugly sweaters and insisting they make ornaments cinnamon ornaments. Carlos also adores seeing his Dandelion so happy.

Storm always insists on her and Leon spending at least a weekend away in the Crown Tundra (where she's from) to celebrate some part of the holiday season. It's best with a warm fire, in a cabin, with snow. Not that their house isn't also highly decorated because she needed a hobby.

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[n1vanfield]

A little excerpt from a long fic I'm working on for my oc, Nico:

The longer they asked questions the more she slurred answers. It was all on purpose. Everything she gave them, in the basest form, was a lie. But they believed it. Whatever the put in her veins turned humans compliant or rabid; no middle ground.

Piers was the only one to call her rabid. It was back between their first truce and actual friendship. She had sank her teeth into his arm a few times in cold rage. The others just called her feral in a fond tone.

Her only other unique descriptions came from Ada. Instead of feral or rabid she called her vicious. Because her sharp teeth snapped into the softest points of a person; because she needed it to hurt them for hurting others. The same with she was a nuanced liar who saw the bigger picture. But, most of her she was a survivor. That happened before she ever saw a zombie.

For this she needed to be Ada's Vicious and calculated and frigid.

The man, the one with a name near hers, called the shots. Every mercenary in this stupid warehouse in bumfuck somewhere jumped to answer him. None of them seemed to be the same outfit though. There were not patches or similar gear or camaraderie to suggest they were a consistent team. Just their obedience.

Even then she discounted him as the real mastermind. Not that he came across as stupid...just unconcerned. His movements and words went through the motions but it lacked something more. There were questions about the B.S.A.A. and even Umbrella but he never leaned into them. Information was never the real goal.

His mistake, that almost became her mistake, was bringing up Jill and Carlos and Raccoon City. A little brag that brought up vivid details of him. It painted a big target over his chest. She would extract his black heart through it barehanded: whatever they pushed into her body not required for that feat.

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OCs as Patron Saints

The Quiz!

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Jin, Ibuki

Kai, Kanna

Yagi, Yuu

Nico Bright

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i think ppl stereotypicall think that violence cannot also be an act of love because love is like a 'good' and 'pure' thing and therefore cannot be synonymous with violence @thebubbledragon

One of my best friends sent me this while talking about a book trilogy they had just finished reading. (The Green Bone Saga for the curious.) It's become one of those things that twists and turns in my mind. It's this call that I feel like I need to write a response for. My hearts sings out with something that my mind and fingers can't quite capture yet.

I sat down earlier trying to turn a variation of "violence as an act of love" into prose. What I wanted was that to be my drum beat. Something where I dove into it with that as the singular repeating line while each paragraph answered it. Those words are still stuck as sounds and feelings.

It touched me because I write so many things where acts of violence serve as acts of love and respect and acknowledgement. Hell, sometimes it's born from a tangled sense of compassion. Between my favorite ships and settings and tropes it melds in so perfectly. So many of my characters when cornered go, "I love you so much I'll fight for you. I'll take your place. I'll bleed for you without flinching."

The greatest acts of violence Solus carries out with the Force (and many outside) have been born of love. She respects loves a man so much they tear chunks out of each other on Concordia. Their blood splatters seems into the ground because this is as much a dance as the night before was. As their meeting had been with turns of phrase and looks and assurances half given. She loves Mandalore so much she burns parts of the Jedi Order and Republic Spy Networks. "Let them know what it feels like to have Outsiders invade their home." She breaks a friend's arm in three places as a village burns around them because she'll suffer no disrespect to her family. A man nearly two feet taller than her was tackled from a balcony as a distraction, as a show of prowess. All of the finesse of the Force, of her lightsabers (the gifted kyber burning orange), of most of her training as a warrior in favor of a brutality fueled by love. Him and his brother were endangering her family, defiling her home, and it would stop. Later when Inquisitors caught her and her family her riduur died; he died knowing he couldn't win but he could buy his two riduurs and their children time to escape. She dug so deep into the Force a shockwave echoed seemingly across the time and space. Them and their forces died because would lay waste to everything to protect her children, her family, her home. There's so much more drawing from her and her love that appears as violence. Later, she juggles the world for her riduur as she works to take their home again and again. She's guide and advisor and assassin and the rock to build upon.

Nico Bright loves Claire Redfield so much she ingests a variant of t-virus to save her. Her body bleeds antibodies because fate is fickle. It doesn't change but it hurts. Later she fights a man with decades of experience over her and wins. (A shotgun is a great equilizer.) There's blood and broken bones and bruising on her end. Her own life was in danger and that fuels her. But, even more so was he hurt people she loves. It's an act she'll never be able to undo, what he did to them and countless others, but she can stop it from happening again. It ends here and it ends now and it ends with her almost hyperventilating body thrown so deep into this she becomes calm. She protects civilians (a title she no longer views for herself) with a calm tone and good leadership and acts of violence. Because it keeps them safe from the zombies outside their little SUV. So many of her brushes with bioterrorism are born from this unyielding love for humanity and others even if it almost breaks her.

There's so many more; Alijah Kastor who hunts people who could kill her with her hands tied behind her back, Lumi Kirrin bathed in blood from such a young age to defend the basic rights of others, Jazari Naaji who acts for love and family no matter the personal cost, Vren Avitus who makes herself in a guide and assassin and solider to save her sister and her loves, Fe Cataegis who has a panic attack so intense she throws up because she hates travel by water but this fight needs her more. Sosha Soruna is canon but she helps reclaim a home that is not her own wearing none of the trappings of those around her; it's violence in the act of love because this is Jila's Home and she wants her girlfriend happy.

There's just something so twisting in violence as an act of love that calls out. It's the answer to the question of "What would you do for those you love?" with a defeaning, "Anything."

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Poly asks for Nico, Jill, and Carlos - What are their living arrangements like? Who lives together? Who bounces back and forth between partners and never goes to their own apartment? What do the sleeping arrangements look like? 

What are their living arrangements like? Who lives together?

A lot of the polycule, in general, tend to have legal marriages. So, that breaks down into Carlos & Jill (and their dog Coco) with their own house. Then nearby is Claire & Nico's own home; it's a single story because they're both aware they get injured often.

Who bounces back and forth between partners and never goes to their own apartment?

It absolutely was Nico. She hates being home alone overnight. Even when she shared an apartment with Javi, then later Claire, she'd be somewhere else if they were gone for work. Everyone has stuff that belongs to her and she has stuff that belongs to other people.

What do the sleeping arrangements look like?

Nico tends to be between Carlos and Jill. Being surrounded by her loves is one of her favorite things. Also because she's the shortest sticking her in the middle keeps them from losing her. Because she will turn into this tiny little ball and end up somewhere at the edge or in the floor.

Polyamorous Ship Asks

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AU: Does New Jimmy have a name?

Name: Veronika "Niko" Bright

Callsign: Jersey (used exclusively as name amongst outfit), Borzoi (Future)

Formerly Known As: Veronica "Vera" Bright

Nationality: Eastern European-English (Claimed), US American (True)

Age: 17

Job: Mercenary

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"Vasha, I have a job for just the two of us."

"What kind?"

"There's an American senator who knows too much. He needs to be hushed up then his hard drives wiped clean."

"What you mean is I'll have the easiest time getting in and out."

"You've always caught on fast."

"Don't flatter me, Kosha, because it won't work. I don't like being on American soil. Especially for a pick-up job that isn't bioterrorism related. I have better things to do."

"Gonna volunteer at an orphanage in Romania? Have tea in Edonia? Vacation in the Eastern Slav Republic to shop cute farmers markets?"

"Maybe I'll party in Germany until I forget your ugly mug. Or, sample Dutch drugs and women. What's it to you?"

"$200,000 US dollars."

"What?"

"That's your cut for this job."

"Someone really wants him dead. Add another $50,000 and it'll be me putting him there."

"I knew you would come around, umnyashka. Everyone has a price."