Booker has second thoughts. Family rallies around him. Nile still becomes immortal.
booker | incomplete | teen | canon divergence
What I loved: an au where booker chickens out on his plan with Copley and tells the team what was supposed to go down is so so interesting, and I really enjoy the way the team rallies around him; found family all the way
It’s not lost on her that technically, her dating pool is now exactly one person, if she wants to be with somebody who won’t die on her. Still, “you’re my only option” is miles away from being a good enough reason to give it a shot.
5 Times Nile & Booker Ended Up in a Romance Novel Scenario + 1 Time They Didn’t
booker/nile | <50k | mature | bed sharing
What I loved: I am forever on my bs about this ship; I liked the acknowledgment that they aren’t just getting together because there aren’t other options- sort of a reverse soulmate au?; either way it was sweet and I enjoyed it!
After a mission gone wrong Nile and Booker get stuck at Joe and Nicky’s private hideout. They share a bed and maybe figure stuff out.
booker/nile | incomplete | mature | bed-sharing
What I loved: exactly what it says on the tin; getting together fic with a side of bedsharing
They’re both a little hesitant when they step into the tub, facing each other and pressing their knees together as they sit there. Their hands are shaking, pressed against the others legs, holding tightly, a reminder that they’re there.
They are whole and safe.
It’s overwhelming in a way, looking at each other this intensely. They haven’t really focused on each other like this yet, not since they were in the van. Instead, they have spent most of the past few days sleeping, curled into each other like a pair of commas. Nicky’s hands pressed tight into his own forearms, and Joe’s forehead pressed into the curve of Nicky’s hair, a steady reminder that Nicky survived.
They survived.
joe/nicky | hurt/comfort | <5k | explicit
What I loved: hurtcomfort bathtub sex; I love these two so so much
“Your hair,” Nicolò says, shirtless and sitting on the bed of their rented room. “You, ah – when I pull your hair…”
Yusuf flushes red. “Yes,” he says.
“May I do it more?” Nicolò asks.
Yusuf would mistake his question for idle curiosity if there were just a hint less gravel in his tone and a bit less pupil in his eyes.
polyguard | explicit | joe-centric
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What brought you to The Old Guard fandom?
I started watching the movie because it was one of my Netflix recommendations, got to the very start of the kill floor scene, had to stop to wake up my partner and make them watch it with me. From there, immediate obsession. I love the characters and the history and the found family trope, so it’s pretty perfect to me.
What do you read and love?
I’m your multishipper extraordinaire (what’s an otp?), I also live for the catharsis of reading sad things. Of the mods, I’m probably the most likely to read the dark fic out there.
What won’t you read?
High School AUs. I see you High School AU writers, and I love you, but I can’t do it. I don’t really have hard and fast limits on any trigger warnings, but I do judge those on a case-by-case basis. I don’t like getting surprised, so I tend to shy away from things that look like they could be dark and are pretty light on tagging.
What’s your favourite fic so far?
