Cleo: There's a difference between being an independent woman and a spinster.
Helen: Is it the shoes?
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The Five Au Newt being always at the peak of his energy, like, basically being on a permanent 'just finished my sugary, caffeinated drink' high. Always. No need to sleep, eat, drink, any of that - he can if he wants to, but the man is running on nothing but air and sunlight.
Hermann, who has a constant mental link to this...Kinda gets driven nuts by it sometimes, especially bc when he's trying to sleep, Newt is still going full speed.
I do dig the idea of Hermann also being a technopath or having metal powers like Tesla did tho.
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hermann can control computers but computers don't get invented for another 100 years and then when they do he drops off the face of the earth and they find him a decade later in a computer cave having not left his room for six months solid bc he can do Everything from his computer
flip the trope of old immortal not having a clue how tech works, now we've got an old immortal who only talks through text and uses tone indicators nonstop. someone tries to make him talk to them and he uses a text-to-speech app.
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Helen: There is not a woman on Earth who’d date you, Hannibal.
Cleo: Except me.
Helen: Except Cleo.
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Hannibal: This is Cleo, my partner.
Helen: In crime, business, or romance?
Hannibal: Yeah.
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anyways. helen magnus and hannibal chau having the same trait of knowing, intellectually, how smart Cleo is but falling for her trap of ‘oh i’m just a dumb weak blonde lady uwu’ even while thinking that they’re NOT, and being *surprised pikachu face* when Cleo steps out of her persona for a hot minute before berating themselves like ‘i knew this why am i surprised???’ like. they get used to her acting a certain way even though they are aware its a front and get momentarily startled when she uses all of her brain cells and none of her charisma for once. and its just a moment. but its enough of a double take that Cleo is v amused every time.
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Cleo: My name was Maxine, but then Hannibal told me that that’s just the name that society imposed on me. So now I’m Cleopatra.
Helen: That doesn’t sound-
Hannibal: I did not say that, I said the more you change your name the harder it is for the government to find ya.
Helen: That sounds more like it.
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Helen: There is not a woman on Earth who’d date you, Hannibal.
Cleo: Except me.
Helen: Except Cleo.
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Okay platonic Cleo and Helen, ninjas/secret agents AU
ok so this turned out SUPER different than how I normally write them BUT I STILL THINK IT’S REALISTIC?? Helen is a bit more passive than I want, but I have no idea how to make Cleo backdown from center stage when center stage allows her to like...Combat Hannibal’s actions?
Also Helen Magnus, whomst i love so much but whomst is a very big hypocrite...doing the right things with questionable methods. *inhales* my gosh was she fun to write in this. I really enjoy it when she gets called out and when she gets to actually enforce and uphold her beliefs and I think I did both in this?
anyways this is uhhhh. spyverse where there’s a cold/secret war going on. raleigh is james bond or smth idk.
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Helen needs to get close to Chau, which is...Impractical. For many, many reasons, not the least of which is that he knows her and does not care for her. But in her research, Helen makes a startling discovery - Chau is married. Has, apparently, been married since he was 18, and is by all accounts, a doggedly loyal husband, if not a particularly loving one.
And the woman is...Well, again, by all accounts, a fluffy, blonde-dumb woman who’s interests are fashion, spending her husband’s ill gotten gains, flirting, and drinking. It’s a bit puzzling that Chau would choose that, but, there’s no evidence to the contrary.
It’s not hard to approach her at a bunch and get into her good graces (Under the name Helen Druitt, not Magnus. Chau’s wife might know the name Magnus.). The rate that she responds to a show of friendship hurts Helen’s heart, but she reminds herself that this woman is certainly privy to what her husband does. Even if her husband leaves her lonely and desperate for human connection, she makes the choice to stay with him and aid him in his work. A month and they’re friends, two months and Cleopatra (Alias well chosen, Chau.) graciously invites Helen to her birthday party.
That should have been Helen’s first clue.
#man this dynamic is so interesting i-#because yes this is absolutely in character for helen#her moral lines are. interesting at times.#and oooo cleo's switch from Persona to like. Business Woman who is Not Interested and is Annoyed.#v good#mrs jack the ripper asdfghj#but uuuugggh my heart#both women just trying to do what they think is right#but pain happens#ahhhh#also han and cleo are like. cleohan Soft in this at parts and i like that a lot.#hopefully cleo and helen do eventually get to become proper friends bcs it's what they both deserve#in the meantime#love the back and forth#and helen trying to rescue cleo and cleo being like. 'nah. i'm good. thx.'#mmmm#and john/helen comfortttttt#yes good#lattes of love#pacific sanctuary#talented friends tag
ok, so this is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT ok to refuse but I F you want to: cleojohn: 'oh, shiny!' or 'does that hurt?' (again, totally ok if you don't want to :3)
“Does that hurt?” He asks, looking her over. Never has he wished he could leave the water more than he does right now, with her lying helplessly on the shore, soaking the sand with her blood.
Even half-delirious from blood loss, she still manages a wink. “Better now that you’re here, handsome.” It would almost be reassuring but for the way she struggles through every word, gasping at the end.
He may not be Helen, but he understands basic things: Cleo is losing blood far too quickly to survive it without interference.
“I’ll get Helen. She can-”
How she moves so quickly in this state, he has no idea, but her hand shoots out, catching his wrist.
“Stay. Please.” It’s the lack of flirty commentary, more than anything, that locks him in place. Her voice is suddenly small, and he realizes with sickening certainty that she’s afraid. She knows she’s beyond hope, beyond saving, and it terrifies her.
There’s an idea scratching at the back of his mind, unthinkable (except that he cannot stop thinking it, cannot stop considering)-
“Wish I had more time,” she says finally. “I was gonna marry you, you know?”
Resignation and determination mingle in his chest. He cannot do this (but he will). He does not deserve her (but he will not let her go, not like this). “I daresay you still might,” he says quietly, and her eyes go wide. Rarely does he grant her flirtations more than an indulgent smile-they’re from different worlds, after all-but he sees no reason to hold back now.
“Not really up for... Putting on a wedding dress right now. Raincheck?” A tear slips down her cheek before she can stop it, and he knows time is almost up. If he’s going to do this (and he is), now is his last chance.
He yanks his hand free from hers, forcing himself to ignore the hurt in her eyes, and claws at his arm. Once he’s drawn blood-icy blue-he reaches out, letting a few drops fall into her gaping wound. She watches them fall, then looks back at him, a question in her eyes she never gets a chance to voice. In the next moment she shrieks, a sound that cuts him to the core, and falls unconscious on the sand.
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When she wakes, he’s floating across the room from her, watching her in open concern. Helen has patched up her wounds (wounds that were already beginning to heal, her new mer form regenerating quickly), and traded her bullet-hole ridden gold dress for a glittering white one (white, of course; he’ll have to scowl at Helen about that one later) that fits better with her new tail.
She blinks up at him a few times, brows furrowed in an expression he’d almost call adorable if he wasn’t so afraid.
“I imagine you have many questions,” he starts, and she shakes her head.
“Just one.” She’s clearly still weak, but she lifts her head. “Were you serious about marrying me?”
He pauses. “That’s your first concern?”
She considers for a moment, before humming. “Second. First, I’m going to kiss you.”
He cannot stop the laugh that bubbles up inside him, giddy relief pushing away the fear. “Whatever you want, my love,” he says softly, making his way to her side. “Whatever you want.”
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also, idk who John is, but CleoJohn superheroes AU
John is from a show called Sanctuary! hes an angsty unwillingly-evil knife dude who needs a happy ending :(( and I. realized that Cleo would take 1 look at this Big Knifey Scary Dude and go ‘is he single-’ and thus. cleojohn.
also, John is forced (by a parasite, basically) to be a bad guy so super villain x civilian, which...Isn’t exactly what the prompt was BUT YEA.
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One moment John is bleeding out on a roof under the drizzling rain, and the next, he is laying on a soft carpet.
Such is the practical application of teleportation. Only, he can’t quite be sure what exactly he’s doing here. Why here? Why-
Ah. That’s why. He remembers now.
There are hands, on him, rolling him over and pressing against his wound, crooning and murmuring comfort as she tries to patch him up. Somewhere along the way, he passes out, the pain and blood loss drowning him - or perhaps the knowledge that he is safe here lets him relax enough to genuinely rest.
This woman does not care who he is or what he’s done - she loves him regardless.
When John wakes up, he’s on the couch, his head in her lap. He can feel her fingers gently stroking his hair.
“Cleo...” He mumbles weakly.
“Shh, handsome.” She soothes, one finger tracing the scar on his face. “My show is on.”
John lifts a hand to touch her’s, and notices that she’s even wiped his hands clean, scrubbing the blood out from under his fingernails. He shudders and presses his face into her stomach, wishing she could wash away everything evil about him so easily.
Cleo can comfort him, however - and that is enough for tonight.
#oh this one hurts#the IMAGERY#the comfort#the gentleness#a broken man collapsing at the feet of his beloved#as she gently pieces him back together#and later him laying on her lap!!#and her TOUCHING HIS SCAR *feral noises*#the softness#her washing the blood from his hands#and him hiding his face in her stomach#so much FEELINGS#*crying wailing screaming etc*#lattes of love#pacific sanctuary#talented friends tag#cleojohn
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!!! CleoJohn single parents AU?
OH MY GOSH OK *PAIRS THIS WITH WIDOW!CLEO*
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Tiffany shrieks with laughter as John catches her, grabbing her around the waist and spinning her around. Troy watches from the sidelines, mouth agape, until John lets her go to run shrieking around the park again.
It makes Cleo's eyes water.
She loved Hannibal, truly, but he never wanted kids. She didn't realize how little he truly interacted with them until John started interacting with them. Where the children had to climb up onto Hannibal to get his attention, John approaches them, he gives them hair ruffles and candy and little compliments like it's nothing. He smiles at them, fond and gentle, and...
Oh, for how he treats her children, Cleo would marry him in an instant. But then he comes to her at the table and leans down to kiss her cheek and whisper a sweet nothing to her, and oh - her heart belongs to him, too, this wonderful man.
#YES HI I'M HERE I'M !!!!!!!!!!!!!! LET'S GO#it's so pure and warm and wholesome#my heart is full#ahhhh#this is just#ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh#john getting to adore these kiddos#these kiddos getting to be adored#i wonder how they'll turn out with john instead of hannibal raising them?#:eyes:#and cleo would marry him for how he treats her kids but he adores HER TOO#!!!!#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#*bouncing in place*#i just#keep rereading this#it's so soft#ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh#lattes of love#pacific sanctuary#cleojohn#talented friends tag
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CleoJohn, University Employees AU (Maybe he's a professor and she's involved in bringing new students to the school? However you choose to do that)
ok professor john is EXCELLENT (also i...have no idea what he went to collage for so :| ) also consider: drama teacher cleo. Also, bizarrely, I think the name Calliope would work better for this? Since she was a muse for poetry? :v
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John enters the back of the theater and reclines in the backmost seat.
"Come, come, now," Calliope says, waving her hands. "You have to project! Make them feel like- Make them feel what you're feeling! And you can only do that if you feel what the characters are feeling, you know!"
One of the kids moan that they don't know how the characters are feeling. John is then treated to a very...Interesting performance of Callie as Juliet. If ever a woman played Juliet as a manic pixie dream girl with eight shots of espresso, it's this woman.
Several of the students laugh, stopping her mid speech.
"Well, fine, you do better then." Callie chirps, passing the paper around. Several do, which was probably the point of it in the first place.
Twenty minutes later, the students shuffle out, leaving John alone. He creeps to the front of the room, silent, as Callie shuffles through her papers. He stops right behind her, waiting,
Then she turns, and starts back as she comes face to face with his chest.
"Oh! Johnathan." She lightly smacks a hand against his chest, then grins up at him. "Really."
He's tempted to lean down and kiss her here and now - but not on campus. Instead, he gently takes her hand and bends over to kiss it, delighting in the soft blush that creeps over her face.
"You were a delight to watch as always, my dear." He says, softly. "May I pick you up after my class ends?"
"Of course you may." She equals his volume, but in a more flustered fashion. Clears her throat and brushes a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'll- I would enjoy that. Very much."
He has no doubt. Whoever her past romances have been, they don't seem to have treasured her in any way, shape, or form. Oh, she can play a good romance on stage. She can flirt and accept accolades and play her part in extraordinary romances, but as soon as she steps off the stage, as soon as it becomes genuine, as soon as romance touches her actual, personal life, she has no idea what to do with it.
No matter. John will show her what it means to be loved.
#yes yes yes yes yes#let her be loved let him be loved let them love each other#also drama teacher cleo is perfect#and i'm asdfghj at juliet as a manic pixie dg with 8 espresso shots#like#i would pay to see that#especially portrayed by hbc#and the way it's not clear at first why he's Lurking and Sneaking#ahhh this is just. so cute.#also yes her name. yes good.#and ahhhh he flusters her and makes her happy i ahhh#'no matter john will show her what it means to be loved' URFRIFUIUIUAIUDEIUDE#SCREAMING THROWING THINGS#(positive)#i'm EMOTIONAL#cleojohn#lattes of love#pacific sanctuary#talented friends tag
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cleojohn au where john was arranged to marry helen but she ran off to save dragons or smth instead and john’s family immediately about faced and married him to cleo and john WANTS to be >:( about it but. alas. cleo is far too cleo to allow him to remain Grumpy
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CleoJohn, Famous Musician(s) AU
"My, oh my, I've heard the stories, but I didn't realize you were this tall in real life."
Cleopatra beams up at him. The stories don't exaggerate her, either. She is literally getting glitter on him just by standing near him. Ridiculous woman.
John can't decide if her garishly yellow...Dress? Costume? Cosplay? clashes with his dark black clothing or compliments it. If ever there were opposites in style - his slow classical piano and low singing voice matched with her swing-jazzy trumpets and insanely, manically high range - it's them.
Still, Helen's production team somehow manages to pull together song he can sing, and sing well. A duet, it turns out to be, and Cleopatra's - Cleo, she prefers to be called - voice definitely compliments his own. They harmonize without even trying. It's some of the easiest work John has ever done, and there's something about it that lightens his heart.
When he sings with her, it's not a job, it's a pleasure, like it used to be.
As she's heading out for a snack, Cleo says, "Here, darling, give me your trench coat?"
"Whatever for?" John asks.
"You'll see." She says, cheerfully.
In the interest of co-operation and not losing Helen's good graces, John slowly slides it off and hands it over. She's out the front door the next minute, and gone for a good hour before she comes back with pastries for everyone and returns his coat unharmed.
They finish their recording sessions, and leave without any further ado.
The next day, James personally brings over a magazine that shows Cleo in John's coat, along with the caption: LOVE IN THE STUDIO? CLEOPATRA SEEN IN DRUITT'S TRADEMARK TRENCHCOAT!
Despite James practically howling with laughter, John fails to find it funny. It does, however, create enough attention that their song tops lists for a month solid. And he can appreciate that enough to agree to another collaboration with the woman.
(Six months later, the same entrepreneuring photographers get a picture of them kissing. It surprises no one when the duo drop an album together, and it's equally unsurprising that every song is a love song.)
#oh the VIBES of this fic girl i'm here for it#yesssss#she wears the trenchcoat and it starts all sorts of rumors ahhh yes#also her getting glitter on him just by being near him#yes good#'returns his coat unharmed' you thought she'd torture it?#anyway i love that james is cracking up over it#and also john trying to stay in helen's good graces ;-;#also the vibes of the collab#i can picture it#and she reminds him of loving singing#AND HE GOES BACK TO LOVE SONGS FOR CLEOOOO#lattes of love#pacific sanctuary#talented friends tag
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CLEOJOHN LET'S GOOOO Okay um CleoJohn, Pirates AU
PIRATES PIRATES PIRATES-
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John Druitt - Privateer or pirate? Who can really tell now? He sees a ship that he wants to take and he takes it, regardless of everything else.
Which is how he finds a woman in a brig, in a torn yellow dress. She smiles at him, like he's the one behind bars.
"Well, well, I thought I heard someone attacking. Welcome, handsome." She says, breezily.
"Do you think I'm here to rescue you?" John asks, creeping closer to the bars. "If so, you are gravely mistaken."
"Aw, very threatening. But you should. If for no other reason then that I'd like to reward my rescuer with a kiss."
John doubts that very much, but he lets her out anyways - no point in letting her drown in here, she can try for a rowboat or to swim to one of the nearby islands, if she dares - and she immediately puts truth to her words and pulls him down to kiss him on his scar. John laughs in mingled disbelief and amusement.
It's a brief moment of light and merriment in his dismal life, and it's a bit shocking to realize how rare that truly is. Perhaps that is why, despite his crew's murmurs of dissent, he allows the woman safe passage on his ship. Upon reaching port, she begs of him his hat and his mailing address, and he allows her the latter.
#girl i'm cackling over your tags#also yesss i like this a lot#also her kissing his scar is. yes. v good#especially if this semi-follows canon to the extent that helen gave him that scar#feelsy potential there but the symbolism is !!!!#and i'm grinning at cleo's flirting#also grinning at him giving her the address but refusing to give her his hat#and john giving her a chance to live!!! and then she makes him laugh and he lets her on his ship!!! yes good#also the crew grumbling in dissent i-#is nikola part of this crew? or maybe will? i have to know if you have any Thoughts about that#lattes of love#pacific sanctuary#talented friends tag
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Tbh if John showed Cleo a fraction of the love he shows Helen (pre whatever that bizarre ending to his character was), she would probably die on the spot.
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This woman was made to be easily flustered by the likes of Hannibal Chau 'flirting' with her - not that she's ready to fluster in general, but when she's genuinely crushing on a big knifey dude and he returns her feelings?? Yeah. She is not her most composed.
Hannibal says that he likes the way she looks and she melts, can you imagine what would happen to her brain when John comes at her with some poetry or smth?? He tenderly kisses the back of her hand and she has to leave immediately bc she literally can't cope and is at genuine risk of fainting on him.
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Girl you have me in such a CleoJohn mood... CleoJohn 18?
GIRL SAME. CLEOJOHN IS RENT FREE RN.
18: Flower Shop/Tattoo Shop
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"You want...A bouquet?" The woman's smile speaks her amusement, but the raised eyebrow speaks of something else - Surprise, perhaps? Or incredulity? Or, most likely, she's wondering if all her flirtations have failed her, and he's ended up with another woman. There, her worries would be unfounded.
"I do." John says. "But I'm afraid my purposes are rather boring."
"Oh? Do tell."
"I'm going to attempt some flowers. I'd like to be able to offer a wider array of them then I currently do."
"Hmmm." She straightens, and her eyes roam her shop. "Well, well. Let's see..."
Cleo begins circling around the shop - around him.
"Roses are an easy favorite." She gently picks up a red rose and lifts it to her face. "Can you draw roses?"
"I can. But perhaps I'd best buy one anyways."
"Whatever for?"
"To give to you, of course." John can't stop a smile as he says it.
He expects Helen's response. He expects coolness, he expects reserve, he expects a hesitant smile at best, a reminder the distance grown between them.
Instead, a laugh bursts out of Cleo and she claps a hand over her mouth. She turns away, as if to hide the blush darting across her cheeks.
"Oh, aren't you sweet?" Cleo says, a moment later. Pleasure lays thick in her voice, nothing guarded - her whole and genuine heart is held out to him in that laugh, that blush, that tone.
He can only imagine how she will react to the box of chocolates he'll send her for her help today.
#*feral noises*#HE EXPECTS HELEN'S COOLNESS BUT CLEO IS W A R M#HAPPY AND BUBBLY AND EXCITED#and in the beginning!!!#she's worried he found another woman and he KNOWS and he quickly dispels those fears#she expects to be replaced but he surprises her in a good way!#he expects coolness and guardedness but she surprises him (in a good way)!#even tho she thinks she's been replaced she's still kind and offering to help#even tho he expects chilliness he still gives her the rose#AND THE NARRATIVE REWARDS THEM#my eyes are watering#yes good give her chocolate and roses and love#yes good give him warmth and artistic inspiration and LOVE#screaming crying etc#lattes of love#talented friends tag#cleojohn#pacific sanctuary