#nicholas bell

[autumn-equinox-04]

nick: we need to get through this locked door. owen, give me your credit card.

owen, handing it over: here.

nick: thanks. seth, kick the door down.

#nick is such a silly little guy #and now he’s also rich #the extraordinaries #tj klune #nicholas bell #nick #nicky #seth gray #seth #seth x nick #the extraordinaries incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #is it really incorrect though #owen #owen burke

[moonreadingjournal]

i feel like most of the posts i post in this blog is mostly about The Extraordinaries series by TJ Klune but I don't care. It is one of my favorite series of all time.

I love it.

This post contains SPOILERS (you've been alerted)

yesterday I was almost done with Heat Wave (the last book) and I was thinking how grateful I am that I read these books. I have re-read the first two books 3 times now and I just re-read the final book for the first time since it came out.

This story still has such an emotional chokehold on me. It is so good. Nick is such a ridiculous character, I love how he is. How he is written and how he develops in the three books. I love how unapologetic he is.

I would just like to share some scenes that have had such an emotional impact on me (i don't know how to begin to explain why but I still want to).

In the first book, The Extraordinaries, for me is when they talk about how Nick and Seth met. When they were just 6 years old (maybe 7). The way I cried and still cry when I read it, says a lot. If you've read it, you know. It is the swing set scene. where Nick met Seth while he was alone swinging on this old set while eating chocolate pudding. How Seth was just a shy little boy and you can feel how his world turned technicolor when he met Nick. He was just a baby, had lost his parents in a train crash, and meeting Nick helped him. I cry when I read it, but it is nothing compared to how much I cry when I read a similar scene.

when Nick's dad was in the hospital, and Martha (Seth's aunt) visits Nick. She told him about the little boy who had lost a lot and was still grieving. How he didn't talk a lot and how her and Bob (Seth's uncle) were so worried about him. Oh my God, but when she says how he came home and kept just talking about this boy he met called Nicholas Bell and how they were going to be best friends forever.

Again, the emotional hold those two parallel scenes have on me, on my heart is unreal. I love them so much. TJ Klune does an amazing job weaving this story where you care about all the characters that appear on it. Minor or not. and I love it.

As of right now, in Flash Fire I think my favorite scene is when Nick tells Seth that he loves him. In the prom. When they were fighting against Ice and Smoke. How Seth smiles (MY TENDER HEART CANNOT). Don’t get me wrong. The whole book is so unbelievably good (all of them are). They are in the midst of chaos and that scene made me cry so damn hard again.

In Heat Wave, the whole book is on a totally different plane compared to the other two. In the story, Nick’s mother has been dead for 4 years now yet somehow she re-appeared. When you read the book, it is the real villain’s wife that can shapeshift (among other stuff). That whole thing is unreal. It is so cruel. It is so unbelievably cruel. Nick and his Dad went through all the grieving process. They still had issues in the first and second book but they worked through it so well. Becoming stronger. And then this. This was so mean. It is crazy to me how TJ Klune was like: you know how to write this book? PAIN. That’s how. And then he had to double down by killing Owen.

Like…how dare you? It is still pretty freaking good though.

Objectively, I know why Owen had to die. By the way that he was, where they all gave him multiple opportunities to turn around (in the first and last book, he is not present in the second one) but he just didn’t. I know that dying was the only way to resolve it. It was pretty hard though. He was just a kid, a villain, but just a kid. When you read the books, you find out that his parents were not good. His dad experimenting on him, used him like he was a tool (which probably was only the tip of the iceberg). When I think about him I think about Akito Sohma (if you’ve seen Fruits Basket you know). Akito was the source of torment to all the members of the zodiac. Hurt them physically, emotionally and psychologically. You find out Akito was hurt by her mother. Which, doesn’t justify it. Nothing ever does. It just allows you to understand them better but not to totally gloss over everything. Owen felt that same way. Which is why it hurt how he died. Rip.

One of my favorite scenes is after they find out that Nick’s mom is not Nick’s mom but an imposter. Nick and his dad have to live at Jazz’s house until the home is repaired. It makes my heart hurt when Nick is woken up by his dad. His dad snuggles for a while with Nick and cries his heart out (along with Nick). It feels like they have to go through the grieving process again. It is not the same though. Because they didn’t lose Nick’s mom again. She was never there. But they toyed with their emotions. It is just so twisted and so jarring.

It might seem cliche but my other favorite scenes are in the epilogue. When they are 26 (Jazz, Nick and Seth) and 27 (Gibby). It is Jazz’s and Gibby’s wedding. My favorite, favorite part is when Nick is saying how he has decided to propose to Seth. Using the wedding ring that his mother, Jenny Bell, gave her father. Only for Seth to also propose to Nick using his own father’s ring. I cry just a little harder in this scene. It isn’t quite the same as having matching necklaces. Like some couples do. It is so much more impactful. Nick’s dad loved his mom from the moment he met her. The life they build together. The pain they both felt when she died. The fact that he gave Nick his ring. It makes it so much sweeter. As well as for Seth. He loves his aunt and uncle. They became his parents in all the ways that mattered. But he always kept close to his heart the fact that he lost his own parents. There is this instance in the first book where Nick is at Seth’s home and sees the pictures on the wall. And he talks about how Seth doesn’t have a lot of memories from his parents but the ones that he does have he protects them so fiercely. So the fact that he gave Nick his father’s ring is also so impactful.

My last favorite little scene is almost at the end of the epilogue. When Jazz and Gibby are kissing at their wedding and Nick says how they took a picture right at that moment. Where Nick is cheering loud and Seth is quietly smiling. jazz and Gibby have a sweet kiss. And how he hung that picture in his home with Seth. Right next to the one he has of his mom. The one at the lighthouse. My heart cries.

It is such an amazing book and I wish the fandom was a lot bigger and that it also had a lot of fanart. I wish it had a graphic novel or a manga. And a good animated show (not a live action). I wish a lot more people talked about this series. Hopefully it will get the recognition it deserves.

I don’t know if I had a point for this post but I just wanted to make it. I don’t have a lot of people that have read it and I wish I had someone to talk about it with.

#moonreadingjournal #bookblr #bookworm #seth gray #the extraordinaries #tj klune #heat wave #flash fire #nick bell #nicholas bell #lola gibby gibson #jasmine jazz kingston #this is one of the best queer ya I have ever read #pyro storm #guardian

[officialpyrostormthoughts]

#official pyro storm #official pyro storm thoughts #official pyro storm twitter #official pyro storm twitter/tumblr #officialpyrostormthoughts #the extraordinaries #extraordinary #tj klune #moronsexual #seth x nick #nick x seth #stormguard #aaron bell #nick bell #nicholas bell #nick #nicky #seth #seth gray

[extraordinarilyincorrect]

Seth: I just wanted you to know that if you want me to be mean to Owen, I totally will.

Nick: No, Seth, you don’t have to do that. It’s fine, really.

Seth: Really, it’s no problem. I was planning on being mean to him anyway so this makes my job easier.

#the extraordinaries #nicholas bell #seth gray

[silverfoxstole]

Paul as Jeremy Frost in Tripping Over, Episode Four ( x )

#i do love that first little scene even though it only lasts a few seconds #paul mcgann #tripping over #nicholas bell #alexandra moen #my gifs #if you’ve ever seen that gif of paul supposedly putting the boot into steven moffatt this is where it originated #and i have no idea why the seventh gif ended up a different size and shape to the others

[gothbutterfly]

Nicholas Bell

#nicholas bell #fog #Foggy #mist #misty #misty woods

[sethgraysupremacy]

an ode to seth’s sweatshirt

is october nearly over? yes. am i going to start fulfilling flufftober prompts right now anyways? also yes.

day one: wearing each other’s clothes

read it on ao3!

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Seth’s Sweatshirt was a special kind of happiness. Every time Nick wore it–cold train rides, sleepovers, movie marathons, winter dates–he was covered in the smell of campfire smoke, aftershave, and Tide laundry detergent. This was, in Nick’s opinion, the best possible smell, because it was Seth’s smell.

And don’t even get him started on how it felt; after being worn for so many years, adorned by Nick’s admittedly scrawny frame and Seth’s increasingly muscular one, the threadbare fabric was more like a blanket than clothing in terms of softness. Paired with the fact that it was slightly too big for him, it was the comfiest thing he could think of for late nights with old movies playing on low volume in the background.

But even though it was almost worn through, it was warm enough for mid-January days. Nick was almost convinced Seth had put some kind of spell on it– maybe he was, like, spreading his fire-stuff to the cotton, and that was why Nick could wear it instead of a jacket without chattering his teeth off.

If Nick were to be completely honest, The Sweatshirt was just a sweatshirt, in its purest form no different than anything you could order off of Amazon. The fabric wasn’t magic. Enchantment wasn’t sewn into the stitching, and the zipper wasn’t extraordinary. There was only one quality to The Sweatshirt that made him care about it at all:

It was Seth’s.

#seth #nick #seth gray #nick bell #nicky #nicky bell #nicholas bell #the extraordinaries #extraordinaries #extraordinary #tj klune #pyrostorm #guaridan #shadowstar #shadow star #pyro storm #gibby #jazz #owen #aaron #jenny #martha #bob #gibby gibson #jazz kensington #owen burke #simon #simon burke #aaron bell #jenny bell

[badgaymovies]

Episode 188: Jinxed! with the hosts of Fish Jelly

Jinxed! with the hosts of Fish Jelly

Betteheads will want to hear us give the Divine Miss M her due for surviving one of the biggest disasters of the eighties, Jinxed! Bil had the pleasure of sitting down with the hosts of the Fish Jelly podcast, Joseph Robinson and Nicholas Bell, to get their reactions to finally seeing the film directed by the great Don Siegel.   Listen…

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#Bil Antoniou #Joseph Robinson #Nicholas Bell

[yourleastfavoriteguyinthechairr]

GAHHH I JUST FINISHED THE LAST THING HE TOLD ME AND NOW I’M SAD BECAUSE IT PROBABLY WON’T BE CONTINUING

#the last thing he told me #jennifer garner #hannah hall #hannah michaels #bailey michaels #kristin michaels #nicholas bell #owen michaels #ethan #kate #jules #grady bradford

[soranker]

some doodles from last week 😁🤞

#trigun #trigun maximum #nicholas d wolfwood #wolfwood #vash the stampede #NEEDLE NOGGIN PLEASE DONT TRY THE TACO BELL WINGS #honestly just wanted to draw more silly wolfies #but also wanted to draw trimax vash bc i love his hair but hate drawing it LOL #btw the taco bell meme is from the overhaul translation group its my fav #also im just gonna randomly ramble about this but usually my favs just tend to have dark hair for sm reason #so when i started trigun and saw vash i was like OMG😵‍💫 I GUESS 2023 IS THE YEAR OF THE BLONDIES FOR ME…(bc also laios dunmeshi) #but then ofc wolfwood #AND THEN LATE TRIMAX VASH….. #everything always goes back to equilibrium i guess #…..ANYWAYZ happy friday 🤞

[autumn-equinox-04]

nick: the stars sure do look beautiful tonight

owen: yeah, they do

nick: you know who else is beautiful

owen: *blushes* who?

nick: seth <3

#sorry owen #jk im not sorry #nick x seth #seth gray #seth #nick #nick bell #nicky #nicholas bell #seth x nick #the extraordinaries incorrect quotes #is it really incorrect though #the extraordinaries #extraordinary #tj klune

[moonreadingjournal]

The extraordinaries by TJ Klune has the potential of having a graphic novel made for it. I would literally die if they do make a graphic novel. I mean they made a graphic novel for After by Anna Todd and a manga for Fangirl. Haven’t read After, but the Fangirl manga is fire.

If I could only have three wishes. It would be graphic novel or manga for each of the extraordinaries series book.

#moonreadingjournal #bookblr #bookworm #seth gray #the extraordinaries #tj klune #nicholas bell #jasmine jazz kingston #lola gibby gibson #flash fire #heat wave

[officialpyrostormthoughts]

#it's finally here! #official pyro storm twitter/tumblr #hope you like it ik i'm not as funny as i think #the extraordinaries #extraordinary #tj klune #pyro storm #guardian #official pyro storm #official pyro storm twitter #nick #nicky #nick bell #nicholas bell #seth #seth gray #gibby #gibby gibson #jazz #jazz kensington #nick x seth #seth x nick #stormguard #nickseth #jazz x gibby #gibby x jazz #official pyro storm thoughts #officialpyrostormthoughts

[lasaraconor]

#thomas brodie sangster #jack dawkins #lady belle fox #nicholas burton #dr rainsford sneed #the artful dodger #gif

[manitapaleta]

(I'm so sorry it's 4 am and so I lack the inhibitions to restrain myself from making dumb requests) Ehehe I would like to request Nicky as a fucking fairy if you please! 😌🌸✨ Maybe an itty bitty little fairy in Lark's hands

Nark pixie hollow universe au!! 😤😤😱🤯🧚‍♂️✨🌈 they go on adventures and shit like a Disney movie but they CUSS and SMOKE FAIRY WEED and KILL PEOPLEEEE SHFFDCKHKYDHFJ

This would make a terrible kids movie

#dungeons and daddies #dndaddies #dndads #dndads s2 #dndaddies s2 #nark #lark oak garcia #lark oak #nicholas foster #nicholas close #nick foster #nick close #my art #my asks #it would have the same energy as an R rated ghibli movie lmao #almost made this with them as adults but I’ve watched too many tinker bell movies bc of my little sister and I just imagined them as kids #bc of it #also YES I looked up references for the guy clothes on the dude fairies from the movies lol #thats y the wings r a straight rip off from tinker bell lol

[thebellearchives]

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇

~ Nicholas D. Wolfwood ; Trigun Stampede

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : When you and your friends arrive at a new town at night, everyone decides to go to bed, except for you and Wolfwood. Next thing you know, you get involved in a drinking competition with The Punisher.

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : gn!reader (it is implied they use the women’s restroom), consumption of alcohol and smoking of tobacco, fluff

‧₊˚ a / n : honestly i just adore the way this turned out, it’s a little long though, i got carried away (‘:

You stared into your reflection in the bathroom. You weren’t dizzy, but you could feel the room slightly veer to the left… and then to the right? Squinting, you focused a bit more into the mirror, you really weren’t drunk enough for this. You couldn’t be drunk! Not when you had a stupid brunet to prove wrong back at the barstools. Specially when out of Vash, Meryl, Roberto and you, the only one who wanted to come down to the bar with him instead of going to bed had been the person staring back at you in the reflection.

“Fuck, I’m so stupid, how did I end up in this situation?”

A sudden knock at the door almost made you jump.

“You coming out yet?” an unknown female voice called out.

“Yeah, hold on!” quickly, you dried your hands on your clothes and headed outside. You opened the door, a petite blonde woman stared at you with a mixture of annoyance and concern “sorry!”

She just sighed and hurried into the bathroom, you gathered your courage and started walking back to where you had left Wolfwood. It didn’t take much time to reach the main room of the establishment again, the smell of cigarettes lingered in the air, and so did the lively music that a group of men were playing from the other end of the place.

“You’re finally back! For a moment there I thought you had either puked your insides or chickened out” Nicholas offered you a scornful smirk.

“You’re insane if you think you can beat me so easily” you rolled your eyes comically.

“So you’re perfectly fine” he teased with an incredulous frown and pout, nodding.

“I’m great, I’m sober, and I can take anything you throw at me”

Suddenly, the bartender placed a tray of yet another round of shots in front of you two. The undertaker smiled widely.

“I’m so glad to hear you say that!”

Oh shit.

-0-0-•-0-0-

You weren’t sure how much alcohol you had consumed by then, but if you had to lose your pride and admit defeat you were going to, because you could not handle another round. Holding back a sigh, you watched Wolfwood grab his last shot and arch his arm your way. With a laugh you grabbed your shot and hooked your arm with his. Alright, last one, come on you can do this.

“One, two, three!” you both downed your shots together.

You scrunched your face when the taste filled your senses, the cold liquid burning your throat all the way to your stomach.

“Ugh, god”

Nicholas laughed at you.

“Hey let’s head to the back, I need a cigarette”

“Sure”

Standing up from the bar stool, you almost lost your balance, so you gripped the table nervously and held your breath.

“You good?” your companion raised an eyebrow, but you waved off his concerns when your surroundings seemed to stabilize again.

“Yeah, I’m good” he didn’t seem convinced at all.

“… right, come on, let’s go”

Grabbing your wrist, he pulled you ahead of him and you stumbled, he placed his hand in your lower back to keep you stable and guide you outside. Your face flushed in embarrassment, but clearing your throat you decided to play it cool, focusing on walking as normal as you could and not stumble upon your own feet. The second the brunet opened the back door and you were outside the cool breeze relieved you. It was a clear night, the dunes of the desert were tinted in a somewhat purple shadow, and the deep dark blue of the sky was sprinkled with thousands of small bright stars. You took a deep breath and leaned on the wall next to the door, the undertaker walked just some steps ahead of you and you watched him as he lit up his cigarette. When a bright flame met the end of the cigarette he inhaled and turned off the lighter, sparks lingered in the edge of the paper cylinder until he lowered it and blew the smoke out of his mouth. You watched mesmerized, the wind blowing his dark hair and the lapels of his shirt, which had a few buttons undone. You swallowed on dry air, trying to steer your sight away from the tanned skin of his chest.

“Why are you blushing?” your eyes snapped back to his deep dark eyes “are you drunk or do you see anything you like?”

You rolled your eyes at his playful smirk.

“You’re terrible at guessing games, both answers are wrong”

“Uh-huh, sure. I just watched you stumble all the way here” his chuckle was painfully teasing.

“If that’s the case then you’re drunk, because I absolutely did not”

“Alright, show me” he raised his brows and pointed towards you with his chin, confusing you.

“Show you what?” you raised an eyebrow.

“Show me you can walk in a straight line”

“Fine, i’ll prove you wrong” stubbornly, you walked up next to him and proceeded to walk over the sand as perfectly as you could, counting your steps. When you reached ten steps, you turned around and raised your eyebrows at him. His lips turned into a straight line, and a second later he started laughing.

“Hey! What are you laughing at?!”

“You should’ve seen the way you walked! It’s like you just learned how to do it!”

“Okay then you do it mister stone cold sober!”

He bit the tip of his tongue in derision before taking a drag of his cigarette.

“Watch and learn sweetheart” you pulled a face, mocking him.

Crossing your arms, you watched as he walked away and counted his steps. One, two, three, four, five, a stumble… You snorted, but he ignored it and kept going. He turned around and pretended like he had just done the most graceful catwalk on the planet.

“What the hell was that?!” this time it was your laugh that ringed out in the open.

“What you couldn’t do five seconds ago, clearly”

“You literally just stumbled”

He grimaced and shook his head.

“I absolutely did not” he repeated what you had said earlier, even imitating your tone.

“Wolfwood!”

“Ooh, you used my last name!” an annoying grin shone in his face.

“This is literally what you looked like”

Your eyes fixed on the trail his shoes had left in the sand, you walked over it and counted your steps again. This time, you pretended to stumble on number five. Except that at number five instead of pretending you actually did sprain your ankle.

“Woah!” Nicholas quickly caught you in his arms, your fingers grasping his shoulders. “Listen I may be a bit inebriated but I’m sure that’s not what I looked like.”

Your eyes looked up to meet with his, and when you did you found them just centimeters away from yours. It did not take long for your cheeks to catch a bright peach color and your heartbeat to pick up an accelerated pace, staring into his never ending black pupils that seemed to dilate for a second. He licked his lower lip before showing you that heart-stopping crooked smirk of his.

“I insist, if you do see anything you like you can just let me know”

You gulped.

“Nicholas D. Wolfwood, are you flirting with me?” you attempted to sound teasing, but your voice came out in a whisper.

“What if I was?” You inhaled sharply when you felt his his fingers gripping your waist a bit harder to keep you in place.

“I think I’d like that”

“Yeah?” his eyes flickered to your lips and back.

“Yeah”

Wolfwood didn’t need to hear anything else to close the gap between your mouths and place an intense kiss against your lips. You almost swore the sensation of his lips on yours ignited your chest like he had done with his cigarette just minutes ago, which had now been left forgotten in the sand. Forgotten like everything and everyone else around you. His arms brought you closer to him and your fingers traveled up to the back of his head, where you gripped his black hair passionately. You broke the kiss for a second to grab air, but he immediately took the chance to kiss you again. His tongue explored yours, he tasted like minted tobacco, and if it had been possible to get drunk off it instead of the alcohol that ran in your veins you would’ve gladly taken the chance. This time, he was the one that pulled away from your lips, allowing you to breathe again. The only thing that flashed through your head right then was a silent prayer to remember this kiss the next morning when you woke up.

#; fluffy belle #trigun stampede #trigun #nicholas d wolfwood #nicholas the punisher #wolfwood x reader #wolfwood x y/n #wolfwood x you #nicholas wolfwood #wolfwood imagine #trigun wolfwood #nicholas wolfwood x reader #gn!reader