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College Experimentation	By : Ksennin Category: 1 through F > Castle Views: 12323 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alexis woke up with the unpleasant sensation of drool on her cheek. She scrubbed at it with the outside of her hand and looked for her screensaver, only to panic when her laptop was missing. She looked around frantically; it was worse than missing. Her laptop was with Kate. Kate Beckett was on her bed. Kate Beckett was using her laptop.
“Hey!” Alexis cried, nearly tipping out of her chair. She got up on sluggish legs to snag the laptop from Kate. The detective held it out to her. “That is—that’s private!” Angry as she was, she lost herself in a yawn.
“I just wanted to look over your work. I was quite a good student back in the day. Thought I’d be able to give you some pointers.” Sitting on the bed, Kate’s legs hung off the side. “What’s Nilla, Alex?”
Alexis hugged the closed laptop to her chest. “It’s what some shippers call the Nikki/Bella relationship. It’s a portmanteau. Like Bennifer.”
“Shippers.” Kate nodded. “I’ve heard about them. I thought you meant people who hoped Nikki and Bella would get married. Not people who wrote the wedding night.”
Alexis blanched, her face going even paler than her red hair would suggest. “You cannot—dig into this, Kate, I cannot be the person who outed this to the Nikki Heat!”
“Why do you have this stuff bookmarked, Alex? Why do you have tabs open to tags like—‘Pokemon AU’ and ‘Everyone Is Poly Because Black Heat’?”
“It’s research! For the dissertation!” Alexis backpedaled, even as Kate held still. “It’s really interesting, how Nikki Heat is based off you, and then people base these stories off Nikki Heat—like how Fifty Shades of Gray was based on Twilight? I wanted to get my essay done before I left, then ask you a few questions—very carefully chosen questions—so that people could see all the differences between these incarnations of, of you!”
“Well, I certainly haven’t ever had anal sex, ‘Nikki Heat Is An Anal Slut’ tag to the contrary.”
“They don’t mean anything by it!” Alexis protested, hitting the wall ass-first. “It’s not, it’s not you, it’s Nikki Heat, their vision of Nikki Heat. And it’s beautiful, really—they use my father’s work as a jumping off point, and they tell these stories that are funny and scary and sexy—“
“Does Castle know about this?”
“He, uh…” Alexis bit her lip. “He has a tumblr account and sometimes he reblogs stuff but he doesn’t want his headcanon Nikki Heat to be invalidated so he really doesn’t interact much with the fandom.”
“So he knows.”
“He gave me the idea,” Alexis admitted.
“Wait, tumblr?” Kate’s hands tightened on the bedspread under her. “I went to the Nilla tag. They have pictures of me—of me, Alexis… and I’m Photoshopped to look like I’m—“
“That’s just a few hardcore fans!” Alexis insisted. “You’re their Nikki Heat face-claim, but that’s just them, everyone else agrees that you’re off-limits and… most of them think Scarlett Johansson should play you, actually.”
Kate raised an eyebrow. “Well, that’s flattering. And it explains the gifs from Under The Skin.”
Alexis forgot herself. “Yeah, when that hit Blu-Ray, everyone got really pumped because Eva Green is Belle St. Clair and she gets naked all the time, so people use that in their gif sets, but they didn’t have anything to use it with because ScarJo never did nudity until that movie, so Fuckyeahpervyfangirls made this really great manip—“
“People think my sex life is Scarlett Johansson and Eva Green boning?” Kate asked in sheer disbelief.
“Not you, Nikki Heat. Fuck, why do I have to do this before coffee?” Groaning in frustration, Alexis set down her laptop. “Look, it’s not a reflection on you, it’s not people stalking you, okay, I promise you—I’ve talked to them. Really, you barely come up. People just use you for a few headcanons and maybe an avatar here and there.”
“If it’s not that bad, why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I didn’t want you to freak out!”
“Freak out?” Kate stood. “I’ve got a couple thousand people fantasizing about me having lesbian sex. It’s like being a pop star in China and not knowing it.”
“Kate, you would not believe the hope and the inspiration that Nikki Heat—this Nikki Heat—brings to the fans. She’s not a porn star, there are, like, seven hundred thousand word fics about her solving cases with Bella or running a coffee shop or fixing cars, and the thought that it has some basis in truth… there are people it really means a lot to. Gay kids in bad places who get by thinking that someday, they could have that. That they could be as strong as you.”
“So now I’m a gay icon.” Kate leaned against the wall. “Holy hell.”
Her lip compressed between her teeth so hard that discolor marched down Alexis’s mouth, the redhead scooted over to the wall and hunched before Kate. “Listen. Please, just forgot all about this. Don’t try to stop it or censor it or tell people how awful they are. They’ve been really good about not intruding on your privacy or creeping on you and—if you’re angry, take it out on me. I’m as bad as the rest of them. Trying to get an A out of it.”
Kate blinked a couple times before rubbing at her tired eyes. “So it’s harmless?”
“Absolutely harmless. I promise. A lot of them actually make an effort to support the charities you endorse; their way of giving back to you for giving them Nikki Heat.”
“Well, that’s something at least.” Kate full-on ground her hand into her eye. “Why is all of it about sex, though?”
“It’s not all sex.”
“I read it, Alexis. Fourteen stories—‘alternate universes,’ or whatever—and every story, Nikki meets Bella, they banter for not ten minutes, and then I’m bent over a table. How easy do they think I am?”
Now Alexis colored the other way. “Well, uh—was it AFF?”
“AFF?”
“Adult Fan Fiction dot net. It’s an archive for… adult-themed fics. They split off from Fanfiction Dot Net proper when they banned po—adult-themed fics.”
“So there’s so much pornography about me that it gets its own separate website from the stories that are just about me in high school. Great. When it comes to porn, there’s me and then there’s Lisa Ann.”
“Hey, c’mon…” Alexis tried to laugh it off. “It’s not all that badly written.”
“I never said it was badly written. I just said it’s ridiculous how fast Nikki and Bella fall into bed. They may be gay, but they’re gay women. Not dudes. At least, except in a few stories.”
“Oh, did you read A Department Divided by Mary-Lou?” Alexis asked brightly. “That’s a classic. It has fan art like—somebody cut together a fake movie trailer where Daniel Craig is Nick Heat and Benedict Cumberbatch is Bill St. Clair…”
“Nice,” Kate said sardonically. “Real nice. Is there just a religion devoted to me or does this madness have an end?”
Alex had seen enough arguments between Kate and her father to know that kind of sarcasm presaged acceptance. She reached out and patted Kate on the shoulder.
“At least you’re not in an anime?”
***
Alexis flew back to Harvard and Kate went back to the NYPD, both promising to keep in touch with Skype and Gchat.
That went wrong almost immediately.
DetecBeckett: You know, I always wondered why it was so hard to get a screen name out of my own name. Is it because of all my millions of adoring fans?
LilKaylee616: Pretty much.
DetecBeckett: So what’s new in fandom? Seen any good fanfictions lately?
LilKaylee616: It’s fanfics, Grandma. No one calls them fanfictions.
DetecBeckett: Touchy. Anyway, you were right. Some of them are pretty well-written. Shame no one leaves comments.
LilKaylee616: Oh no.
DetecBeckett: Wut?
LilKaylee616: Tell me you are not reading more fanfic?
DetecBeckett: It’s fine, I got myself a pseudonym. On the internet, nobody knows you’re a dog.
LilKaylee616:
LilKaylee616:
LilKaylee616:
DetecBeckett: I promise, I’m just leaving some nice messages for people whose work is unappreciated. Like how they support the families of policemen who were killed in the line of duty with my charity. They scratch my back…
DetecBeckett: Although, some people have the *strangest* idea how a police department is run.
DetecBeckett: AS IF Bella and Nikki could get away with having sex in the evidence lock-up.
LilKaylee616: OMG
DetecBeckett: And I don’t know why kind of showers they think we have in the locker room. Pebbled glass? MASSAGING SHOWERHEADS?
LilKaylee616: *gif failed to load please retry server*
LilKaylee616: That was supposed to be a scene from Jurassic Park telling you what a bad idea what you’re doing is.
DetecBeckett: I think Bitebugbite is a guy. Is it just me? All their Nilla fanfic is about one of us having a dick. Something’s going on there.
LilKaylee616: She’s just from Glee fandom, forget it.
DetecBeckett: And what’s this Rookie Blue show? I’ve never heard of it, but there’s an entire Livejournal with crossovers where me and Bella have foursomes with Canadian actresses.
LilKaylee616: DO NOT WAAAAAAAAANT
DetecBeckett: And who’s Alicia Rook? She’s in so many fanfics but I’ve never seen her in the novels. Is she from Rookie Blue too?
LilKaylee616: *connection lost*
***
Kate was on lunch break, reading Paramour Kisses by Fuckyeahlaymon on her Kindle when she figured out who Alicia Rook was. She called Alexis right away. The cars on the street outside the little deli she was eating at it seemed to race by at an appropriate speed for the conversation.
“Alicia Rook is you.”
“Oh my god, she is not,” Alexis replied shrilly.
“Jameson Rook’s daughter, who isn’t in the books, but has red hair and baby fat—“
“I don’t have baby fat!”
“In a good way. And she has threesomes with Nikki and Bella—“
“It’s complicated!”
“I’m telling your father. He needs to get some lawyers on this, this is—stalking, or slander, or child pornography—“
“Kate, stop. Calm down.”
Kate switched her cell phone to her other ear before she smashed it in her current hand. “How am I supposed to calm down? It’s one thing to sexualize me, I’m a grown woman, you’re—“
“Also a grown woman,” Alexis interrupted her with a fierce intake of breath. “Listen. This is back before the Bella Trilogy even came out. Nikki Heat fandom was really small—it was practically the Wild West. But there were some magazine articles about my dad that I participated in, and some interviews I did with the school paper and stuff—and maybe one or two photo shoots that were very fun. And people liked how I looked and how I acted, so someone wrote a story where, since Jameson Rook is based on my dad, he finds out he has a long-lost teenage daughter and she comes to New York and lives with him and Nikki…”
Kate pounded her fist on her knee. Goddamn kids. All the selfies and drugs and internet roman a clefs, they thought it was harmless, then they ended up dead in a ditch somewhere. “That’s one thing. This is…” She cupped the mouthpiece in her hands. “There was double penetration, Alex. Alicia was crying and…”
“Were there warnings?”
“Yes, I thought it just meant Nikki and Bella would—“
“Did you look at the warnings closely? Because our fandom’s pretty good about content warnings.”
“That’s not the point.”
“It is the point. Okay, you can’t judge the entire fandom on this one ship. This Alicia Rook character, she’s an OC; she caught on with people, she took on a life of her own. Someone said she should look like Meghan Ory.”
“Who?”
“Doesn’t matter. She’s cute. Don’t worry about it. The point is, it was a bunch of angsty teenage girls who wanted Jameson Rook and Nikki Heat to be their parents. That’s all it was. And then the Bella Trilogy happened, and a lot of femslashers entered the fandom, and they read the old fics and someone got the idea that—there was a fic where Jameson Rook got killed, so his daughter got adopted by Nikki and Bella. That was, like, a subgenre. I could name ten stories like that. It’s wish fulfillment. Didn’t you ever dream that Batman or someone was your real daddy?”
“I didn’t fuck Batman after he signed the adoption papers.” She’d said that a bit loud. The guy at the deli counter was staring. Kate stared right back.
“I’m just saying, it’s not like someone woke up one morning and wanted to write a story about me, Alexis Castle, having sex. It’s a hurt/comfort fantasy cliché thing that developed and developed and now these teenage girls who are discovering their sexuality, they have this fantasy about… being me and being initiated into adulthood by these women who mean so much to them and who they find so attractive. It’s actually pretty flattering.”
“Getting fucked in the ass by a lesbian is a teenage fantasy now?” Deli counter guy was staring at her again. Kate flashed him her badge.
“For some people? Yeah. I mean, it’s not so bad a prospect, is it really? Some girl who’s young and… inexperienced, coming to you, wanting you to do stuff. And maybe she doesn’t know what that stuff is, but she trusts you. To make her feel good. To take care of her.” Alex’s breath hit the mouthpiece, blaring over the line. “Listen, I’ve got to go, I have class. Promise me you’re not gonna call the FBI or anything?”
“If I call anyone, it’ll be the National Guard.”
“Love you too,” Alexis replied, and hung up.
Kate dropped her phone on the table. “Wonderful.”
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