#speaker nellie

[risualto]

Spots to kiss + 11 between Agatha and Nellie. Author's choice if overtly romantic or not.

This was really cute and fun to write, and I hope you enjoy some oblivious wlw mutual pining. I don't know if this is entirely in character for Nellie yet because the story hasn't focused super hard on her relationship with Seer thus far, but I hope it's at least enjoyable even if it ends up being wrong.

11. a kiss on the corner of the mouth + Agatha/Nellie

In Agatha’s defense, she meant to kiss Nellie on the cheek. It was not intentional to accidentally bump into her crush’s nose and forehead so hard that Nellie almost fell into Anya on the couch. Anya, being seven and tack-sharp, moved out of the way like air, so when Nellie threw a hand down to catch herself, the youngest Cowles was safely out of the way.

“Shit—” Agatha started to say, cheeks burning furiously, as intense as if she’d just bitten the seed of a hot pepper.

Nellie just stared up, still half-reclined on the couch, and looking as if she couldn’t decide whether to be scandalized (a joke; Agatha was sure something like this wouldn’t actually ruffle Nellie’s feathers whatsoever) or just to outright laugh. “And here,” she said, laughter winning out, “I thought you’d be happy to see me.”

“I’m sosorry,” Agatha said, reaching towards Nellie to offer her a hand and verypointedly ignoring the whispering she could hear from elsewhere in the room. She could make out her sibling and at least two more people, but the embarrassed thrumming of her blood in her ears made it hard to tell anything more than that.

Normally, it would be easy to tell when Nellie was joking—it was one of the things Agatha liked most about her, after all—but the unfortunate truth about crushes is that the influx of oh fuck oh shit pretty person aaaaaa had a well-documented history of cutting off logic. So, Agatha continued as she grabbed Nellie’s hand halfway to pull her up, “I mean, um, I amhappy to see you—all of you! Agnes said you’d be here but, I mean, it’s still good. And I’m really sorry."

This time, Nellie did laugh, just a single chuckle, dark eyes crinkling warmly. “No harm done,” she said. As she spoke, she brought a finger up to swipe from Agatha’s nose out across her cheek. Checking to make sure she was okay, Agatha realized, and also making Nellie acutely aware of how hot her face was, never mind how it looked. Her breath caught in her chest as Nellie gave a satisfied smile. “Looks like the only thing that got broken was a little concentration, and we were due for a break anyway.”

Nellie glanced away, which was good for Agatha’s heart rate. What was not, however, was the fact that as they both realized that they had been left completely alone, Nellie also flushed. Agatha could count on one hand the number of times she’d seen that happen. And it was nothing dramatic, of course, since Nellie Cowles was not a woman easily flustered.

And yet.

“…We should go find them,” Agatha said, feeling like she should step back and yet not doing it.

“Probably,” Nellie agreed, but she didn’t step back, either.

For the briefest second, she glanced fully away, and then Agatha was too caught up in the weight of Nellie’s hand on her shoulder and the fact that Nellie was shifting up on her toes to notice anything else. Nellie kissed her on the cheek, a straightforward, firm-but-not-forceful sort of kiss, and it would have been so easy to brush it off as platonic if not for the fact that Nellie’s lips were only a hair’s breadth from Agatha’s. If Agatha shifted even a little—

But she didn’t. Even as Nellie smirked at her, eyes twinkling, and then stepped around her and out of the room to chase down their siblings, Agatha stayed put.

It…didn’t have to mean anything, she told herself. After all, she had missed when she went to kiss Nellie, so Nellie could have, too.

Could have.

[hopelesshaunts]

I don't need my eyes to hurt you (Speaker)

Summary:  Speaker should not be allowed on tumblr during breaks!

Warnings: None

Notes:  This is really just a very silly story based off a situation from college and a quote I said to my roommate then. (See above title) I couldn’t get the concept of these characters in this scenario out of my head soooo here!

It’s one of those nights where it is too late and everyone has been at work for much too long in the Delaney household. Everyone sits around the living room with varying bits of research in front of each of them. Nellie and Laurie huddle on the sofa leaning over the map on the coffee table. Azalea and Sebastian are sticking posted notes along the white board and connecting them with dry erase markers. Josephine and Li sit back to back on the floor next to Barkspawn surrounded by books. 

With a heavy sigh Josephine leans back on Li folding them over the book she has in her lap uncomfortably. “Break time! I’m calling it!” “Yeah yeah. Get up then.” Li says trying to straighten back up. Josephine just slides to the side off of Li and cuddles into Barkspawn.

“Let us finish this up first.” Laurie says, still very interested in the map. 

“You at least love me. Don’t you?” She pets Barkspawn as she speaks, Li just rolls her eyes. His tail starts wagging whether at her words or the pets she can’t be sure. Josephine pulls out her phone to check her phone and scrolls through her notifications until she sees one from tumblr. She opens her phone to a post about fanfictions with terrible crackships, so naturally she has to share with the class. Moving to stand in the middle of the room she holds her phone up and starts with an introduction. “So I found this post on Tumblr.” “Well that doesn’t bode well.” Sebastian sits in the free chair, him and Azalea having found a breaking point. This comment earns him a hush and a playful glare. 

Looking back at her phone Josephine returns to her mission. “It’s all about terrible terrible crackships. We start off easy with Steve Rogers/Clint Barton, lord farquaad/thelonious, Berry B Benso-”

“No the moment you bring up the Bee Movie nothing good can follow. Stop.” Laurie says. 

“What exactly is a crackship?” Azalea chimes perched on the arm of the sofa. “A relationship that fans pair from characters that don’t really seem to match up.” Li explains. She gives Josephine a mischievous side glance. “And Laurie is right nothing good follows Berry B Benson in these conversations.” 

“I take that to mean you are encouraging her?” Sebastian observes, somewhat defeated. Best to let this play out, it’s only a tumblr post, right? 

“Go ahead, finish the post.” Nellie offers, good naturedly. “Uh-hum. Berry B Benson/Shrek,” An evil smile spreads across Josephines face as her sister lets out a sound of frustration that sounds like “see!” Josephine continues on the list that only gets worse. “Sonic the HedgeHog/Waluigi, Spongebob/Barney,” “These don’t make any sense!” Laurie screams with genuine confusion. Josephine bursts out laughing while everyone else just watches with varying degrees of just waiting to be over and enjoying the show (Li) “Why do they exist!?”

From her peels of laughter, Josephine manages, “Oh, dear sister mine, there is someone on the internet for everything! You have to admit they are funny! Anywho, Dr. Phil/Peppa Pig, Shrek/Toothpaste!!” Josephine has to stop to catch her breath from laughter and Laurie takes the opening to get up and try to wrestle her phone away. She makes her way around the coffee table but Josephine runs around it keeping the table between them. Both Cowles siblings move their limbs out of the way, enjoying the chaos. “Get the phone! Stop her!” Laurie pleas for anyone. Both Cowles siblings shake their heads. Azalea blocks off the room past the chairs and sofa while Sebastian just stays in his place not blocking the path between the chair and coffee table but not giving an easy escape. This causes Josephine have to shimmy in place long enough that her sister rounds the table. In Josephine’s attempt at a quick escape past Sebastian she manages to catch her feet on something and trip herself. Landing herself right on top of Sebastian in the chair. He manages to grab the phone from her before she can regain her bearings and hold it out of reach. Laurie lets out a whoop of victory. 

“Draco/Hogwarts squid….., Robbie Rotten/…..Elmo,” Josephine squints towards her phone screen still in view. Laurie covers her eyes so that she can’t see anything let alone the phone. “Citizen Can/Fred Jones, Naruto/SansUndertale.” “Stop!” 

“I don’t need my eye to hurt you.” Josephine laughs getting ready to think up more as her sister moves her hands to cover her mouth. As an after thought she covers her nose lightly enough that it only looks like attempted murder. 

“Shhhh go to sleep go to sleep.” She releases after the joke is over though.

“Alright you win.” Josephine says getting off Sebastian’s lap. “Sorry about that Sebastian. Can I have my phone back.”

“I think you’ve lost phone privileges for now. Some of those were really terrible.” He says pocketing the phone. 

[risualto]

Hey, guess what, I got a bunch of new @speakergame stories for y’all to bring in the new year.  A very brief apology to people who follow me for content that isn’t Speaker, though I will remind everyone that I am still accepting prompts from the pinned post on my blog for micro-stories (3-10 sentences) until I’ve filled one for every prompt on the list.

This one is 50. accost + Li, requested by @iustine.

Nellie had been standing in the entrance to the living room for almost a full minute, and it was a miracle she hadn’t laughed loud enough to get the attention of either person inside yet.  But she was thankful for it, certainly, and perhaps one day the information she was now armed with would make Li thankful, too.

In the meantime, it was really just too good to stand there and watch Anya accost Li, who turned pale, then baby-room-wallpaper pink, and slowly more and more fidgety with every question about how long it would be until the Speaker and Seer could come over.  And would they be joining dinners, and would Li sit with them and have sleepovers like they all used to, and do awesome magic pranks with Speaker like Dad and Aunt Nellie used to talk about?  Would Anya be friends with them, too?  Did she get to have more family?

Did Li still like the Speaker?

And that was finally the breaking point, because even if Anya’s words had been vague and easily misunderstood as childish enthusiasm about Li’s “old friend,” Nellie was sure her niece was sharp enough to mean it like that, in the way that made Li almost choke before standing up from the couch, patting Anya on the head, and rushing upstairs.

Nellie grinned to herself.