Nile from The Old Guard and Marta from Knives Out should date based on vibes and because I want them to.
Marta is helping Blanc solve a murder. Nile is the murder victim in question and it’s VERY awkward that she’s not dead.
Blanc standing in front of a conspiracy board covered with string and pictures of the immortals: MARTA THE DONUT HOLE MISSING AT THE CENTER OF THIS MYSTERY IS THE SIZE OF THE MOON
Now I’m thinking about “Nile was going to let you off with an apology” and “Just give her some time.”
Nile is not used to immortality yet. She knows how precious time is. Even more so, she’s someone that lost a parent at a young age. She’s probably even more aware of how valuable every single day is. She’s used to thinking you should make the most of your days because you never know when it could be your last. This is why she’s more forgiving, because she knows that time spent holding a grudge is just wasted time, and mortal people are not supposed to go around wasting time.
I’m thinking no, don’t “give her some time.” I hope she never forgets how precious time is, even if immortal, I hope she stays compassionate and forgiving and I hope she can remind that to the others.
“Do you have a favorite era in history?” Nile asked.
“1980,” Joe replied at once.
“That’s specific.”
“The walkman had just been invented, the gay community was yet widely unaware of HIV. We were taking the summer off, and all Nicky wanted to do was roller skate up and down the miles of beachside boardwalk, listening to music.”
“Did you also like skating?”
“A little, but not so much.”
“Sounds like a boring summer for you then.”
“No, Nile, you don’t understand…” Joe’s fist clenched around air, grasping for the words to describe what made 1980 so magical. “The shorts. His thighs.”
“Oh my god.” Nile turned away, torn completely in half by amusement and exasperation. She expected to hear about the renaissance when she first asked this question.
“He’d skate right inside the house when he came back, always bringing me ice cream or french fries or something. He’d take his headphones off but wouldn’t stop the tape, so I could hear his music when he leaned in to kiss me. He’d be so sweaty and so tall in his skates…”
Again Joe paused, overwhelmed by memory. “His ass. Nile, I cannot describe it for you. English cannot do it. When you learn a few more languages, I’ll be able to tell you. The tan lines alone are worth a book. I think we had more sex that summer than the entire 1340s.”
“Wasn’t that the black plague?”
“It was not a sexy decade,” Joe admitted.
“Can you tell me some cool history stuff that doesn’t involve Nicky’s ass?”
“Every moment I have walked as an immortal on this Earth has involved Nicky’s beautiful ass,” was the defiant reply.
Based very loosely on an anon I saw on @yusufnicolo‘s tumblr that said: ‘apparently in the comics nile was planning to go to art school after leaving the army and now i can’t stop thinking about her asking yusuf to teach her more’
And I was like kfjsdkjfsk Nile is artistic!!!! and dkjfskfjhsdkfh Joe falls back on his favourite subject matter for his and Nile’s art-time.
