do u like night at the museum? do u wish there was more diverse lgbt content for fans of the films? do u think lancelot and nicky would make a good couple?
welll boy do i have the fic series/natm universe for u!
knight at the museum carries on where the 3rd film finished just before the â3 years laterâ flash forward, and fills in the space between leaving the british museum to the party in the ny museum 3 years later :-)
hereâs a link to the fic series on ao3:Â http://archiveofourown.org/series/680945
there are 7 fics out at the moment and its basically complete tho ill be adding lil extra fics to fill in certain events, and if i get fic requests for the katm universe.
also !!!!! thereâs a blog run by nicky and lance thatâs running in real time which u can interact with and send questions to if u want!Â
link to blog:Â http://knightatthemuseum.tumblr.com/
thereâs barely any content for the natm fandom so itâd be awesome if u could spread the word, weâd love to have more people in our lil fandom and enjoying natm and making it all diverse and gay and better lmao
hereâs a link to the post of all the fics if u want to share it or check it out too:
http://lesbianapril.tumblr.com/post/164264168175/grand-opening-of-the-katm-fic-series-night-at-the
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following in the path of the one standalone lanicky fic that's on ao3, i wish i could write a movieverse fic where nick does, officially, come out as trans to lancelot. i'm not sure how the topic would come up, if their relationship is just starting to grow, if they're going to do The Thing in the museum bathrooms, but somehow, nick finds the opportunity to come out. basically, i would want to see lance's reaction, since it would probably be shock, confusion, maybe some denial, being that he comes from a time where even homosexuality wasn't publicized or accepted. it'd probably be somehow over the top and maybe humorous, especially when he comes to accept nick. i would love to write the fic myself and help the tiny fandom grow, but i just don't know if i can do lancelot justice and perfectly capture his voice đŚ
as promised, hereâs ur first glimpse of katm (@knightatthemuseum) fic đđ
iâll be uploading this to ao3 too when i start uploading all the companion stories in order, but itâs relevant, and these events just happened a few days ago, so itâs only fair u guys get this one now! đâď¸
posting several days after new years rami style lmao
also context for anyone confused:Â
i run a natm blog set in an au where nicky goes to the british museum for his gap year and it posts in real time with what events are happening to nicky and lance, as well as fitting into canon as much as possible, and along with it im posting fics for backstory and extras!
no name for this fic just yet, so how about: sleepy boy parties too hard but its worth it because heâs gay as hell feat. sadly not enough tillyÂ
âAh, a New Yearâs Kiss! Isnât that nice?â
Nicky blinked and looked over at Lance and then at the exhibits dancing and singing in front of them, following their gaze until he got distracted by some of the tiny figures from Pompeii doing a Mexican wave. It wasnât unusual for him to become sleepy during his hours spent at the museum, and as heâd been to a party earlier that night he was now really ready for a good long nap.
However, heâd promised heâd stay up for the new year, so he was sat on the stairs with Lancelot, who had taken a break from dancing, while several exhibits were partying before them in the Great Court to a 70s playlist provided by his dad. Nicky had put his music on shuffle earlier, but museum folks just seemed to be fans of disco classics. Larry stayed for Hanukkah, and itâd been great hanging out with him, but heâd left earlier that day; heâd gotten himself a dog for company and his grumpy neighbour had only agreed to look after it for just over a week.
Lance had been more excited to see photos of the dog, Betsy, than to see Larry himself. It was understandable, though, his dad was still a little wary of Lance after their first encounter when they almost got all the exhibits, including themself, uh, killed. Also, Lancelot really liked dogs and had an impossible dream of owning one in the priceless artefact filled museum.
His dad didnât need to be cautious though, Lance was pretty harmless, in Nickâs opinion. Take their sword away and they were just a slightly confused, unfairly attractive person who enjoyed reality tv a bit too much.
Said knight was elbowing him again, which was kinda painful as they were wearing their full suit of armour for the occasion. They grinned and pointed over at the two statues sharing shy kisses.
âThose lovely ladies over there, isnât it nice?â
âOh, yeah.â
Nicky knew he shouldâve feigned more excitement as Lancelot instantly turned to look at him with a worried expression. He sipped the cider they were sharing and tried to look more awake. New Yearâs was a great time for the museum exhibits as it wasnât long since theyâd woken up, so they were ready to party, but Nicky didnât think itâd be more than a few hours until he passed out. Heâd try and stay up and enjoy the celebrations till then, though.
âNick, whatâs wrong?â They didnât even need to ask if he was okay, they knew each other too well by now.
âJust tired. I did all my partying earlier, and, you know, I love DJing but being on your feet for so long really drains you.â
Lance crunched a handful of crisps as they paused to think. âYou should rest, then.â
âNo, Iâm alright, just donât ask me to dance, Iâll probably collapse,â He chuckled, but Lancelot was still fixing him with a concerned stare. âJust kidding.â Nick clarified, patting them on the leg in reassurance before helping himself to some snacks too, opting for the bowl of pretzels between them.
âI wonât be dancing myself either, I keep getting made fun of by this very mean guy with freckles who refuses to dress up for the occasion.â Lance told him, sniffing and looking away, opting for being dramatic, as per usual.
âHey, this is a new sweater, I made some effort!â Nicky jostled them in the side and watched the grin spread across their face again. Â Lancelot could never remain serious for long without smiling, or just forgetting what they were doing.
âArmour is much more appropriate for an important event such as heralding a new year!â
âNot very practical though, at least I can dance in a sweater,â
âYouâve not gotten up to dance once! Half heartedly doing the hand movements to the macarena doesnât count.â
âIâm tired! Look, my eyes are almost shut⌠canât stay awake⌠time to collapse⌠ow!â
âYou canât miss the start of a whole new year, Nicky!â
âIâll stay awake, just⌠donât attack me with your evil metal fingers again.â
âWhat can I say? I have very well made armour. But my metal fingers will leave you be.â
âDeal?â
âDeal.â
The two shared a smile and then went back to snacking and watching the crowd of exhibits and their varied dancing styles. Tilly was teaching a cluster of people how to do the robot, with mixed results. She waved over to them excitedly and gestured to the exhibits next to her doing the awkward dance. Nicky and Lance both waved back in unison, Nick also giving her a thumbs up.
âWhen was your last New Yearâs Kiss, Nicky?â Lance asked in interest, foot tapping to the music.
That took a bit of thought. âUh⌠when I was fourteen and the only other boy who liked boys took pity on me at a friendâs party.â He smiled self deprecatingly as he remembered the girls avoiding him near the end of the night. Heâd only recently come out as gay (later realising he was bi) and the only other known gay guy had given him a quick kiss before running off, leaving him alone to play a PokĂŠmon game in the corner. Things hadnât changed much, clearly, as before Lance found him heâd just been sat on his phone on the steps of the Court.
âThatâs a long time ago.â Lance commented.
Nicky elbowed them in the side teasingly. âNot that itâs any competition, but when was your last kiss?â
To Nickyâs surprise, Lancelot turned the faintest bit pink. âWilliam kissed my hand the night before he left, the same as I had greeted him.â
âShakespeare?â Lance nodded in response to Nickyâs question. âOh, I thought you were going to say Trixie or yourself or something.â
âWell, it was just a friendly gesture, I think it was, but it was nice of him.â
Lancelot wasnât saying much which was an odd thing, as they usually wouldnât shut up, but Nicky didnât want to probe. Theyâd only recently gotten comfortable calling themself gay and being more confident in their sexuality: whatever it was, it wasnât straight, and Nick didnât want to push them to talk about crushes or anything. Will had gotten on well with Lance when heâd been part of the British theatre exhibition, and heâd been a surprisingly chill, flirty kind of guy who made terrible innuendos.
âThatâs a long time with no kisses, though.â Lancelot was saying, and Nicky turned to see they were looking at him in thought.
âI guess. Iâm used to it though, no big deal, man.â
âNo, that wonât do,â
âLanceâŚâ Now it was Nickyâs turn to feel heat rise in his cheeks. He didnât know what Lancelot was planning but, oh man, he was already thinking of ideas and he really shouldnât be thinking those ideas, they were ridiculous⌠but very welcome.
âTrixie! Come here, girl!â
Nicky breathed out a quiet sigh of relief. Then held his breath again as Trixie scrambled around the corner and sat at Lancelotâs side. She really was a loyal dinosaur, it reminded him of his friend Rexy, as boisterous as she had been, and it was a good thing they werenât in the staff lounge for once as Trixie would probably have broken through the door frame and most of the wall to get to Lance.
âNow, give Nicky a kiss.â Lancelot commanded, clasping their hands together.
It was probably weird to not be scared by a giant triceratops looming down on you, but Nicky was used to it by now, having helped Lance train Trixie with the more difficult commands. The dinosaur butted her mouth against Nickyâs forehead then sat down again happily, and Nicky patted her side in thanks.
âIsnât she a good girl? Yes she is! Youâre a good dinosaur, Trixie!â Lance was saying, not in a cutesy voice like most people would use for a pet, instead they were proudly proclaiming how great she was while scratching her under the chin. After receiving the praise she wanted, Trixie ran off again in chase of something neither of them could see. It was New Yearâs Eve, it was a party, neither of them could be bothered to run after her. Besides, she rarely broke anything lately, and if she did it was never any of the really important historical things.
It was a couple songs later after a comfortable silence between them when Lancelot spoke up again.
âNicky, when are New Yearâs kisses supposed to happen?â
âUh, New Year.â
âNicky!â
âWhat?â He smiled innocently while sipping his drink and avoided looking at his friend; he knew heâd lose his straight face pretty quickly if he saw Lanceâs disgruntled expression.
Lance pushed some hair from their face so they could frown more clearly at him. âThatâs not very helpful.â
âIâm not a very helpful guy.â
Nicky turned his head to give Lancelot one of his best teasing smiles, but just as he did he realised Lance was moving closer to him, their hands on his shoulders and then Nickyâs breath caught in his throat and⌠they kissed his eyebrow.
They both moved back quickly, Nicky now in utter confusion. What had just happened?
âYou werenât supposed to move.â Lance told him, and, now that Nicky was frozen due to being in mild shock and being held still by Lancelot, they kissed him lightly on the cheek, stubble brushing against his jaw.
âThere. Happy new year!â Lance pulled away and patted him on the back, looking as though they felt very successful.
âOh, right, happy new year, dude,â Nicky though of giving them a fist bump in return, then realised that would look a bit weird and he decided to just smile back before looking away.
Lancelot had no idea theyâd just given him the best moment of his whole year and that was ridiculous, but it was also true, and he really wanted to run his fingers over where Lance had been against him and kissing him, and it was just his cheek, but, man, he suddenly felt wide awake. Nicky exhaled deeply and internally told himself to chill. Heâd probably have handled himself better if he hadnât had a few drinks. At least, he hoped so.
Lancelot looked completely oblivious, thankfully, to Nickyâs reaction. They were tapping both feet to the music now and picking the rocks of salt out of a pretzel with great concentration.
âThanks, Lance,â Nicky told them, not sure if his friend had taken pity on him or just wanted to fulfil the tradition, but it was a nice end to the year. He wasnât going to look into too deeply; the other was always an open person with expressing their excitement and love of their friends and things.
Lancelot patted him on the back, again, proving Nickyâs internal musings about their touchy feely nature correct, and nodded. âNo problem. Everybody should get a kiss for New Years, I think.â
Nicky considered for the briefest of seconds kissing his friend back, but then mentally (and maybe physically? He wasnât really sure what he was doing at that moment in time) shook his head to get rid of that thought. It was better to stick to their usual banter and move on.
Although⌠kissing for the sake of tradition was a pretty valid reason to do so. He wouldnât have another chance for a year, and fuck knows where heâd be then.
Yeah, he might as well go for it.
âGuess you should get one too, yeah?â
He waited for Lanceâs nod of agreement, then, as casual as he could be, Nicky held their jaw gently, and pressed a kiss to the side of their face. If heâd been somebody watching he wouldâve walked over and slapped himself in the face; it reminded him of little kids shyly kissing each other during school recess or something. It was only for the sake of tradition, of course, but he felt a little nervous about it happening.
(Nicky was too busy keeping his eyes on Lance to notice, but later heâd be told that there was somebody watching, and it was Tilly, and she had been giving Nicky an unseen double thumbs up. She was very keen about setting people up in the museum, but unfortunately for her, it was just a casual thing.)
Lancelot looked surprised, but grateful, and they smiled. âThank you!â Another person with a big crush on them mightâve been annoyed by how relaxed Lance was, but Nicky was glad to see them looking so happy and comfortable. It made him chill out, too.
Sometimes he was anxious about touching or hugging his friend too much, worried he was being too close, being too obvious about his feelings. He didnât want to influence Lance, to make them feel they had to be anything other than good friends. So it was nice to just hang out, to get the warm buzz of alcohol in his body, to joke around and know that his friend was comfortable with the odd touch and hug, and kiss on the cheek. He really needed to start up a conversation to distract himself from thinking about moving his lips elsewhere.
âNew Yearâs Kisses are supposed to happen right as it becomes the new year,â Nicky told them, failing to think of anything to talk about but kissing. Great, not like that was weird. He was also pleasantly ignoring the fact heâd kissed them back way before midnight.
Lance didnât seem to mind, though, they just looked thoughtful.
Everything had been a bit surreal, but it was hard to feel awkward around Lance, and even though Nicky was sure he was still blushing a tiny bit, the atmosphere was relaxed as ever. Well, he was used to the guy being close. It just happened that heâd liked this one action from them quite a bit more than all the hugs, though they were nice. Lance was nice, too, pretty great, actually. It was ten minutes to midnight now, and Nicky was glad to be spending the last few moments of 2016 with his closest friend.
âWell, hopefully Iâll get it right next year, then.â Lance replied with a nod, happiness returning as they munched on a pretzel and tapped their feet to Boogie Wonderland, while Nicky wondered if that promise would be fulfilled.
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