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koskela-knights · 5 months
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i'll be home for christmas
Ilmo Koskela & Jaakko Koskela
A little Christmas-themed Koskela Brothers blurb to ward off the Sunday scaries AND the Holiday heebie-jeebies. Takes place between the events of Alan Wake and Alan Wake 2
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The darkness was closing in around him as Ilmo ran as fast as his legs could take him. The boxes jostled in his arms and he could feel the sweat gathering on his brow despite the frigid temperatures. His boots pounded against the snow-covered path in a steady rhythm. His mind did not wander; getting to the cabin was the only thing that mattered. The fate of the night rested on his shoulders.
A single, yellow light shone in the distance. Ilmo fought against the cold wind to push on towards the warm light. The shadows crept closer, seeming to suffocate him the closer he got to the luminated cabin. With strained breathing, he barrelled towards the door. He was met with blinding light, warmth, and the smell of mulled wine.
“Hyvää joulua!” Ilmo shouted, dropping the brightly wrapped gifts on the floor and throwing his arms in the air. Two blurs of red and green raced towards him like bullets and he was quick to scoop them up in his arms.
“Merry Christmas, Uncle Ilmo!” the two children shouted, almost in unison. 
Another face peaked into the entry way at the greeting. Jaakko sighed, a mixing bowl on his hip. “Hyvää joulua, Ilmo. Glad to see you could make it.”
Ilmo turned his attention from the two children that clung to him to his brother. He was wearing the ridiculous “Kiss the Chef” apron that Ilmo had gotten him the prior year. The sight made him guffaw, filling the cabin with laughter. He put the kids down gently before loading their arms with the presents he had brought and directing them towards the sitting room. He turned back to Jaako with the same stupid grin on his face.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, dear brother,” he said, ruffling Jaakko’s hair and pushing past him into the kitchen. 
The small cooking space was filled with smells that made Ilmo’s mouth water. There was ham in the oven, glӧgi on the stove, and a steaming plate of lipeäkala on the counter. A basket full of dinner rolls was already set on the dining table, which was set with the “good china” (ie: not paper plates and plastic forks and knives, but actual plates and silverware). 
Jaakko followed his brother into the kitchen, folding butter into a bowl of mashed potatoes as he watched Ilmo dip his pinky finger into the glӧgi to taste it. It was a quick dip, as the mulled wine was still simmering and therefore still extremely hot. Ilmo immediately put his finger in his mouth to soothe the burn and Jaakko just rolled his eyes.
“It’s good,” Ilmo said around his finger. 
Jaakko set the potatoes on the table and went into the cupboard. He took out two clear glass cups, and filled them both with glӧgi before giving one to Ilmo. 
“Kippis!” they cheered before sipping on the wine. 
The oven dinged and Jaakko ushered his brother out of the way with oven mitts. As he pulled the baking tray out, he threw a glance over his shoulder to the sitting room, where Charlie and Charlene were busy separating their presents into piles. 
“Those were the gifts from the post office, right?” he asked in a hushed voice.
Ilmo just stared at him wide-eyed. A moment of silence passed as Jaakko set the ham down on the counter and turned to his brother. He was about to start going off on him when Ilmo smiled innocently.
“Those were the gifts from Santa . I don’t know what this post office you talk about is,” he shrugged as he sat down at one end of the table and crossed one leg over the other. 
Between the two brothers, the table was set quickly. Charlie and Charlene were corralled into the kitchen, where they sat opposite of each other, mirroring their father and uncle. 
“Now,” Ilmo started, “Have you two been good this year?” 
Charlie immediately piped up. “We’ve been sooooooo good, Uncle Ilmo.” 
Charlene nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, so good.”
Ilmo gave Jaakko a skeptical look, “What do you think, Jaakko?”
The two children turned almost instantaneously as their father seemed to contemplate their behavior over the past year. Within a moment’s passing, Jaakko came to a conclusion.
“You know, Ilmo, I think they have been good this year.” 
A look of relief washed over the children’s faces.
Ilmo raised his glass and the others followed (the children with their glasses of milk and the brothers with their glӧgi). 
“I think that there will be blessings for all of the Koskelas this Christmas,” Ilmo preached, “Kippis!”
A chorus of “Kippis!” rang around the table as the family drank and dished up their Christmas meal together. Conversation flowed as they ate leisurely. The kids were eager to tell their uncle about the snow fort they had made outside and Ilmo regaled them with stories from his and his brother’s youth. They ate until they were stuffed, and then more as Jaakko pulled out gingerbread cookies from the warmer. 
Glӧgi was exchanged for coffee as they moved into the sitting room. The kids ripped into their presents as the brothers watched on with smiles on their faces. 
“Oh, I almost forgot your gift,” Ilmo said quietly to Jaakko as the kids threw wrapping paper at each other. He pulled out a small box wrapped in red and green paper and handed it to his brother. 
Jaakko looked curiously at the box before methodically unwrapping it. He opened the small cardboard to find a tangle of cordage. The box was discarded as he untangled the bundle to reveal a necklace made of cordage with a wooden pendant attached. The pendant was hand carved into two overlapping triangles. 
Ilmo smiled shyly as he pulled a matching necklace out from under his shirt. “I thought we could match. You know, just a little reminder of why we’re doing all of this,” he rambled. They looked at the kids, oblivious to what was going on with the adults as they pelted each other with wrapping paper. Ilmo was startled by his brother pulling him in for a hug. 
The two separated and leaned back into the couch as Jaakko put on his necklace and tucked it under his t-shirt. 
“Thank you, Ilmo. For everything this year,” he said. “I don’t know what we’d do without you.”
Ilmo shook his head and put a hand on his shoulder. “It goes both ways, brother. It goes both ways .”
“You started a fire in the sauna before dinner, right?”
"Perkele."
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autisticwriterblog · 3 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Alan Wake (Video Games) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Charlene Koskela & Charlie Koskela & Ilmo Koskela Characters: Ilmo Koskela, Charlene Koskela, Charlie Koskela Additional Tags: Angst, Crying, Game: Alan Wake II, Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Hugs, Family, Mentioned Jaakko Koskela, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Platonic Relationships, Alan Wake II Spoilers, 3 Sentence Fiction, 3 Sentence Ficathon 2024, Microfic Series: Part 30 of 3 Sentence Ficathon 2024, Part 29 of My Alan Wake & Control Fics Summary:
Ilmo gives his niece and nephew some terrible news.
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koskela-knights · 5 months
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The Koskelas and bad parenting
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koskela-knights · 2 months
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He Was Loved
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54220651/chapters/137298427
Jaakko Koskela, he was loved by his brother, his kids, the Watery community and even beyond.
7 short drabbles and perspectives by different people on the impact of Jaakko's death
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Short excerpt:
My dear Jaakko,
So much time has passed since that night. But to me, it still feels like it was yesterday.
Shit, I feel most words fail me now. Funny, huh, Ilmo Koskela runs out of words to say or in this case, to write down. But my therapist (yes, I got a therapist. Your kids are good convincers) recommended trying to write you something. To cope, or whatever.
So here I am. Writing a letter to my dead brother. It feels kind of useless, but keeping it in my tumultuous little head isn’t doing much either.
I’m going to try to keep this short, brother.
Don’t want to saddle you up with more blabbering. I think you’ve heard me talk enough while living, so I won’t bother you too much in the afterlife. Or wherever you are now.
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koskela-knights · 4 months
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Some headcanons about the Koskela brothers! Sorry this is so long haha.
- Ilmo doesn't want kids of his own but loooves Jaakko’s kids Charlie and Charline. He is the kinda uncle who loved (and still does!) to take the kids to do fun stuff but also sometimes he might have let them do a bit too reckless/unruly stuff, even though he looked after them well. He means well and gets along with kids but sometimes isn't careful enough with certain things as he doesn't know that much about kids ("Ilmo, you can't give them knives for birthday presents, they're five!!").
- Angstier, though: The kids can be heard saying they don't like their jobs at Coffee World/that they're fed up with the job (also, apparently Ilmo didn't keep up with paychecks very well), and they want to leave Watery and start a new life in the big city and are planning to, and apparently they can be heard saying Jaakko would drop dead if he heard this. Jaakko wants to keep his kids close, and so he doesn't want them to leave. He is scared they would forget about him. After Jaakko's death, Ilmo can barely look at Charlie and Charline. He blames himself for their father's death.
- Ilmo and Jaakko are very passionate about sauna culture and hate those certain American saunas where you can't even throw water on the sauna stove and where people go in the sauna in their clothes and it isn't even hot enough.
- Midsummer (juhannus! It's a very big deal in Finland) is their favorite holiday. They host sauna night for people on Midsummer. They also get very hammered.
- Ilmo and Jaakko always celebrate Christmas together. Their "joulu" is pretty Finnish, too.
- Jaakko wants to share Finnish culture with his kids and teach them Finnish.
💙thnx!!
Also love these HCs 🥰
Uncle Ilmo FTW 😎 He’d definitely be the Cool Uncle (until the kids reach a certain age) who’d gift a child smth like a real knife 😭
Aaaa Jaakko being afraid he’d be forgotten bu them 💔 Yeah, Ilmo would have a really tough time afterward and blame himself. Do you think he’d tell the kids the truth of what rly happened or would he cover up some things to make it less terrible for them? Maybe he can also see (physical) traits of Jaakko in Charlie and Charlene which could also add to the angst.
Idk anything about American (or Finnish) saunas but I can imagine they’d definitely feel the Americans butchered the true spirit of Finnish Sauna.
And Yes to the Koskelas upholding their Finnish roots and Jaakko wanting to pass it on to his kids ❤️
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koskela-knights · 2 months
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Soft Koskela HCs to nurture my soul
When Ilmo falls asleep in inconvenient places becos he overworks himself so much, Jaakko always has a blanket ready and maybe a little pillow too (additionally @zephyrone01 and I joked, Jaakko also has an 'ilmo emergency-kit' on him at all times which is just a safety kit to counter any dangerous, wild shenanigans Ilmo would pull on the daily)
They reassure each other with a hand on the shoulder and depending on the severity of the situation, the grip is longer and stronger (demonstrated in a manuscript page about the lodge attack)
the BTS we saw of Peter is also exactly how filming the ads in-game would be. They have videotapes of bloopers which they'll watch as movie nights at the workshop
Jaakko's love language is shown through actions. As a bday gift he'd probably gift Ilmo new tools, or build something that makes work easier for him, or like fix a broken item that's important to him
Jaakko built the playground at the trailer park
@zephyrone01 also imagined he would've made furniture for his kids once they got their own place
If words fail them, they'll hug it out, no words necessary
When Jaakko learned he was going to be a dad, he got all worried and nervous, wondering if he'd ever be a good dad but Ilmo was there to reassure him he was going to be alright
As discussed with @zephyrone01 the beanie and the baseball cap are the brothers' gifts to one another and this is why they never take them off
When Jaakko's kids were still young, Ilmo would let them join on-set and star in the commercials.
Ilmo still loves being called Uncle Ilmo by Charlie and Charlene
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