black_sluggard | Wtf: It's Officially Genetic...

So, I've mentioned in past entries that my mom reads my fic. She's my mother, so I do take her praise of my writing with a grain of salt, but it still always gives me vague warm-and-fuzzies whenever I hear her tell me how awesome it is.

Now, I don't watch a lot of the fandoms I read fic for...

*cough*H50*cough*Sherlock*cough*dueSouth*cough*hasadetectivekink*coughcough*

...so I honestly never thought about the fact that my mother doesn't watch Castle.

Gasp, I know.

Okay, technically I'm not watching it either right now, despite

roachstar's best efforts to change my mind. I just don't think it would be good for my mental health. Even if the wedding is past and forgotten in plot terms, I literally feel sick to my stomach whenever anything even smells like Esplanie, and I now live in dread of the inevitable baby plot. Because I have issues with writing real-life type angst (omg, I'm using zombies as a defense mechanism? Get out.), and no matter how awesome it has the potential to be, Jenny's death in childbirth and Kevin and Javi's efforts to raise the baby together is just something I will never be mean enough to write.

(I'd read it, though. I'd read the hell out of that shit.)

/tangent

Now, my mom doesn't watch Castle...but she does watch The Mentalist. And recently, she made a confession. Apparently, all this time she's been reading my Roach fics, she has been mentally replacing Esposito and Ryan with Kimball Cho and Wayne Rigsby.

I don't even watch The Mentalist and I can already see it. And God I love a man in a tactical vest...

So...

My mom's birthday is coming up. I have looked, I really have, but not being familiar with the fandom, I could not for the life of me seem to find any Cho/Rigsby fics. Anywhere. At all. How does that even happen? Even Bobby Singer and Crowley have slash written of them. Why is there not this?

So, yeah. Anyone who can help a girl out in finding gay porn for her mom? I'd be ridiculously grateful.

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Okay, I can't help you, but...

Jenny's death in childbirth and Kevin and Javi's efforts to raise the baby together is just something I will never be mean enough to write.

(I'd read it, though. I'd read the hell out of that shit.)

...I think I might actually be mean enough to write that. Although I might have her freak out over the baby and just move to a hippie commune in California or something, abandoning Kevin and little baby Bridget.

Yes. Yes, I DID just name the baby. *headdesks*

XD

Hey, we're not all hippies... *grumbles*

Also, it's ridiculous where my limits lie sometimes. I have, on my flash at this moment, fic where I killed Jenny off. But somehow the fact that she was beheaded by vampire hunters makes it okay...

Oh, no, of course not, but the ones on the communes usually are. ;) I can put the hippie commune in Vermont if that makes you feel better.

Well, duh. I mean, it's vampire hunters. *doesn't see the problem*

"Do you have any idea how long it's been since I slept? Do you," Kevin asks, his voice going high and squeaky toward the end. His eyes are wide and wild, there's a smear of what looks like dried applesauce across his cheek, and a (thankfully clean) diaper is stuck to the heel of his shoe. Javier leans a little closer and takes a tentative sniff.

"I'm going to go out on a limb and hazard it's been about as long since you last managed to shower?"

"You, you," Kevin sputters, his hands waving around in frustrated arcs. The bottle in his hand loses its lid and milk splashes all over the wall. Kevin blinks and frowns at the formula dripping down the glass over a picture of him in his dress uniform. "How does anyone do this? Why does anyone do this?"

Javier gently pries the wet bottle out of Kevin's fist and turns him in the direction of the bathroom. "Because sometimes people get too caught up in the moment to remember the most important rule: No glove, no love."

Kevin's shoulders slump and he leans back slightly into Javier's hand on his shoulder blade. "I'm not supposed to be doing this alone." It's a sad, broken whisper, and Javier clamps down hard on the urge to wrap his arms around Kevin and press his face into the crook of his neck. Instead, he gives Kevin a small push toward the bathroom.

"You're not. I'm here, aren't I?" He keeps his tone light, even manages a reassuring smile when Kevin glances at him with huge, bruised eyes. "I'm the oldest of three and have two little nieces. I can handle feeding time and a diaper change while you shower and take a nap."

Edited Date: Friday, 10 February 2012 03:10 pm (UTC)

Omg. I seriously just...can't... ♥

I need more of this immediately...

Mhmm. *nodnods*

She did more! *jumps up and down and points*

&hearts

I just signed up a couple days ago to write basically this exact fic for the Criminal Minds big bang, so I'm probably not going to do anything serious with this, but I might fiddle around with the idea some. We'll see. :)

Edited Date: Saturday, 11 February 2012 05:18 am (UTC)

An appropriate number of years down the line...

Javier's chopping peppers by the sink when Bridget drags over her step stool and pops up next to his elbow.

"Can I help," she asks, her baby blue eyes kittenish and wide. Javier thumbs the sharp blade of the knife thoughtfully, then bites back a grin and shakes his head.

"Nah, I think you need a more important job than this." He reaches over to the bread box and pulls out a loaf of sourdough he'd picked up at the bakery down the street on his way home from the precinct. Bridget accept the loaf with a grave solemness. "Tear this into pieces about the size of your fist," he takes her small hand in his and curls her fingers in to demonstrate, "and put them in the bread basket, okay?"

Bridget looks between her fist and the bread, then nods once, her chin lifted in an almost picture perfect copy of her dad's 'serious face'.

Speaking of...

"Think he's going to be yelling in there much longer?" he asks, nodding in the direction of the living room, where Kevin isn't quite quiet enough to keep Javier from hearing words like 'harassment' and 'alternative lifestyle' and 'therapy'.

Bridget shrugs. The tip of her tongue sticks out of the corner of her mouth as she attacks the bread. "Dunno."

Javier nods and spends a couple of minutes chopping up a green bell pepper. There's a muffled thump in the living room; probably Kevin kicking the already scuffed up coffee table. He glances over at Bridget, who rolls her eyes and nibbles on a crumb. "You want to tell me about what happened?"

Technically, he already knows what happened from the parent-parent-teacher conference, but one thing Javier very quickly learned is that all too often nobody thought to ask and actually listen to what the kids had to say. He makes a mental note to look into private schools with a smaller student to teacher ratio.

"Chase Everett said that it's weird that I don't have a mom. Miss Beires heard and said he was being 'rude and insensitive'," Bridget says in a passable imitation of her teacher's southern drawl.

"And what did you do," Javier asks, quirking an eyebrow at her. Bridget wrinkles her nose and shrugs again.

"Told him I think it's weird that he doesn't have a Javi."

Javier grins and bends to press a kiss to the top of her blonde head. "That's my girl."

Omgyesfucksocutethemostawesomeeveridonteven...

*things*

Okay, mad, fish-like flopping doesn't translate well to text, but I think you get the general idea!

It's like a mad flashback to my early days of slash stalking and Heroes M3 fics with the adorability and the awesome and the unf. :)

&hearts

In the first weeks afterward, everything is so chaotic that grieving never even occurs to Kevin. The car had come out of nowhere, slamming into the taxi, and then it had all devolved into a blur of pain and flashing lights and trying to push away his disorientation long enough to sign the form allowing an emergency c-section nearly two months before the actual due date. Kevin knows about shock; he's worked both victims and suspects through it enough times to know the symptoms. So he knows objectively what's happening to him, but he can't shake it.

There's a funeral and Kevin goes, and the looks he gets are sympathetic instead of judging when he skips out early to rush back to the hospital. His chest is too tight and he can't breathe right until he's back in the neonatal icu. He doesn't have to look to know that Javier's behind him, doesn't have to check before reaching out to grab his arm when he looks through the window at his daughter in one of those weird little plastic pod things and the air rushes back into his lungs.

He spends a week haunting the hospital. The nurses seem to have decided to adopt him, leaving sandwiches at his elbow and looking the other way when he borrows one of the employee showers. Castle stops by with a seemingly endless supply of good coffee--at another time Kevin would have speculated over whether or not he installed a new machine in the nurse's lounge--and Kate brings him fresh changes of clothes every day, sometimes staying to sit with him for a while and sometimes only stopping long enough to squeeze his wrist. Kevin doesn't know how she gets into his apartment; it's possible she has his keys.

If Javier ever leaves, Kevin doesn't notice it. As far as he can tell, Javier's always there, just a step away if Kevin needs anything, even the things he doesn't realize he needs.

The day they finally let him hold his daughter--Bridget, because Jenny had mentioned once that she'd liked the idea of naming her after her grandmother--he cries for the first time since the accident. His knees almost buckle and he sways. It must look at least a portion of as bad as it feels, because Javier's an immediate steadying presence at his side, on arm around his waist and a hand cupping his elbow.

Kevin draws a shaky breath and tries to find the balance between holding Bridget too tight and dropping her.

Her red, wrinkly face screws up in a wordless cry as the first fat tears start rolling down her cheek, and Kevin sobs with her because she has Jenny's nose.

I'll try my best to slide quickly through the spastic squee and say this: A few of these details are downright eerie, because they are almost identical to what popped into my head when the bunny first occurred to me. Specifically the car crash and naming the baby after Jenny's grandmother (though my brain was going to call her Margaret/Maggie). Crazy...

Also, who am I kidding...

*spastic squee*

Ha, nice. XD The women in my mom's side of the family have a reputation for being psychic. Maybe there's actually something to it? ;)

I should probably feel worse about how much fun I'm having playing around in a verse where I killed off Jenny. lol

I'm beyond ill equipped to pass judgement. XD

Ohmigod. The fact that this exists. Is insane, because I seriously just had an idea really similar to this a couple weeks ago, rambled about it on my LJ because I don't have the brain to actually write it. And

black_sluggard just linked me to this and and and...

♥

So awesome I can't brain.

The official word is that it doesn't exist (except for the way that it really kind of does...). I may yet do something with this. I'm already working on one baby fic that's kind of similar to it for my Criminal Minds big bang, so I don't want to mess with this too much right now in case they start to be too much like each other, but I still love the idea of Javier quietly doing everything he can to help Kevin raise his daughter. It's not that he expects anything or wants to take Jenny's place, because he doesn't and even the idea of doing that is horrific to him. But he loves Kevin and he loves Bridget and he loved Jenny and he wants to do whatever he can to make things even a little bit easier, even if that means his heart is constantly hurting for how badly he secretly wants the three of them to be a real family.

Well, even if it doesn't officially exist, I love that it unofficially exists.

(I like the way you think. This is awesome. But Kevin does eventually realize that he loves Javi too, right?)

(Also, the funniest thing about all this? Is that the first time I posted about this idea,

roachstar-Jen was commenting that she wanted to read it too, and I was all "well, I need someplace to prompt this, because it's either that or we ask

coffeebuddha to write it." And lo and behold, you already had.)

&hearts

(Oh, definitely. Happy endings all around. Except, you know, for the whole Jenny being dead thing. That's still a bummer.)

(Hahahaha. The best part of that to me is that Jen already KNEW about the baby commentfic. XD )

Well yeah, sucks that Jenny's dead, but hurrah for happy endings otherwise!

(Haha, well, yeah. Granted, after I'd suggested that, she never replied to my comment, but her initial reaction sounded kind of like it was an all-new idea to her. XD Also, is it just me, or are there a disproportionately large number of Jen's in this fandom?)

I'd feel worse about treating her like a plot device if the show didn't treat her like an afterthought.

(It's possible she forgot. It happens. :) Eh, it's a pretty popular name. ;)

Yeah, that's true.

(It does happen, yeah. The name thing is something I probably wouldn't have paid any attention to at all, except for the fact that I'm also a Jen, so I'm all "hey, that's my name!" about it. Well, that and the fact that, of the 3 people in the fandom that I actually talk to, 2 of them are Jen. So it just seems like there are a lot of us. Also, I'm a big dork.)

Yeah, personally I think it's kind of eerie...but fun.

Yeah. It's just...my entire Castle fandom world is ALL THE JENS (and also

coffeebuddha). I find it kind of amusing.

Ha! My parents still haven't twigged that I ship Ryan & Esposito... I have a pic of them almost kissing as my wallpaper, they're on my keyring, they're on a badge on my bag and yet they STILL think I like Castle/Beckett LOL

lol My parents still have no idea that I like slash.

It all kind of started when my mother, big fan of Supernatural demanded to know why my sister and I were giggling so hard during "The Monster at the End of This Book". Characters discovering slash about themselves: classic SN meta. XD

Oh god, that episode. :D

My parents are the kind of homophobes who seem to think there's nothing wrong or offensive about what they say and think because they've had gay friends. I don't know if they've become less tolerant as they've gotten older or those friends were more patient than I am, but I can't think of anything that would make me tell them that I read/write slash, much less that I'm not entirely as straight as they think I am. (Well, unless I was in a relationship with someone, but even then I'd probably put it off longer than I should.)

I just dropped by to say your mom sounds very cool.

I've given up on The Mentallist when I found Castle, but I'd go back. As far as I've felt during the first seasons... they're NOTHING slashy about their relationship. They're buds. Barely, and one of them is in hopeless puppy love with a female collegue, so... yeah. Maybe that's why it never tickled any slasher?

You don't watch Castle anymore? DO I NEED TO COME AND SPANK YOU IN PERSON?!
I'mma do it, girl. And then I'll leave with Jon and Seamus and lock them alone in a jackuzi palace. Or something. And I'll text you with updates but I'll withold the pics until you're caught up. *nods nods*
The latest episode was EPIC. Do you ever dream of Javi and Kevin having hot mobster sex??
They did it!
Almost.
http://castle-fans.org/gallery/displayimage.php?album=239&pid=95245#top_display_media
http://castle-fans.org/gallery/displayimage.php?album=239&pid=95256#top_display_media
(or is it a restrain!zombie-face?)
And Supernatural villains showing up?!
They did it too.

Also, Kevin dyed his hair (I doubt it was Seamus' imput) and he looks...
Like he's wearing one of those ties.
On his head.

And, yes, wedding's over. Went very quickly, compeltely not soapy. Also, they managed to make it about caskett, which I sort of loved.
And since then? No. Mention. Of. Jenny. Whatsoever.
Bliss.

And if there's going to be a baby scare... it's either gonna be Alexis being wild or Jenny finding out she's infertile and going in depression and leaving Kevin so he can cry on Javier's shoulder.
That of they'll just go undercover together in a gay bar (I'm still waiting for that episode) and find themselves so at easy in their 'boyfriends' role that they'll flip and their world will be changed forever.

Please? So we can discuss all the craziness and not spoil you?

So, yeah. Anyone who can help a girl out in finding gay porn for her mom? I'd be ridiculously grateful.
Don't you just love your life? :P

...everything is seconded LOL

Thanks! ^^

I'm not worried about a baby scare. I'm worried about an actual baby. You just know it's gonna happen. So that Castle and Beckett can coo over it, and dance around the idea of them ever hooking up and having a family some day. T_T

Well, it doesn't need to be the baby of someone from the team?
I was going to say "It could be like the dog." but you HAVEN'T SEEN THE EPISODE. And, now that I think of it, I'm sure this is exactly WHY they used the dog. So they wouldn't have to use a baby.
Espo just stop by to say "You wanna know? You gotta watch the show. See what they got going on." :P

I dunno. I'm thinking the usual homicide victim, jane doe, with a baby left alive and without id. Before it goes in the system... blah blah blah.
But they did the dog thing.

I could only handle a baby storyline if they do it like JJ's baby in Criminal Minds (dunno if you watch it). But I think they would do it that subtly anyway. They're not Bones and they won't go there. I firmly believe it.

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