#lincoln!ask

of course 🍑 | left in lincoln

He likes classic rock and also has a taste for 80s-90s pop when the mood strikes. A few of his favorites are Cream, Jefferson Airplane, Simon & Garfunkel, and Whitney Houston. Blondie is also special since Peaches likes it.

I think he would love to pull out some old records and tell peaches all about the bands.

He likes to wear dark greens, blues, and neutrals.

He would love to see peaches in a red house dress. Maybe some Scarlett lipstick.

He's finding that he likes solid color dresses for her because they let her features shine without distraction. But he likes feminine details like eyelets and frills. His taste is a bit old fashioned.

He loves learning how to improve his gardening and farming and has some interest in botany.

He likes fixing things up. He would be down to fix up the whole neighborhood. He would love to see the fences whiter, etc. He's of the same mind as Frank in that respect.

But part of the reason he likes fixing things up and improving things is about control. Like as soon as he moved into the Adlers house he painted the door black, marking his territory.

Leaked reveal

he's still lurking and stalking around my brain. I've written some smut behind the scenes. I worry that I'd be a tease, build more pressure for myself by putting out something small, so I've left him dormant instead. btw this fic has been made into long form AI bots more than once since september, and idk how to explain how discouraging that is, while flattering.

i could slap 4-5k of meat on the table without tasting it and say

but i'm not gonna do that cause it's RAW. There's no risotto. The scallops aren't browned. It would be a DISGRACE. my kitchen has been taken over this month (quite literally) and i just haven't been able to cook this the way it deserves. Life will calm down. I've linked another answer here on the master list explaining why I still write other stuff meanwhile. I'm like cooking what I can manage on a camp stove lol.

Lincoln Joel is Twilight. You write him in a way that we get to see the light and darkness in him. He's so caring, nurturing to Peaches but of course we know there is darkness in him too. Past his warm brown eyes is a promise of fear, of death. The slow burn of his actions to get Peaches to himself, to make sure no one else has her, and stop anyone who gets in his way, is like the impending darkness as the sun sets. As the reader we can see that Lincoln is dangerous, a murderer, a liar. But through Peaches's eyes, he's more light than dark (imo not saying it's fact). He's the warmth of the sun, even though it is setting. He's comfort, love, the epitomy of safety when locked in his muscular, strong arms. But she knows, knows that he is danger. The impending darkness of the night after the sun goes down. As a reader, I'm drawn to both sides of him. I love the way you write all the characters in the story, and how you make the darkness so beautiful 🥰

(ok time to hide under a rock now lol thanks for listening!)

Nev!!! Omg... this is so beautiful, it gave me goosebumps.... I love it, thank you for sharing 🥺🍑

naturally, I see you as jack-o-lantern light 🎃🖤

what (other) kind of light

I love this! It was messed up the way he showed up with that ring after her brief attempt to have something private and ensure her ability to protect herself. I agree taking the ring and physically turning it into something "romantic" would be his m.o., like a microcosm of how he's overwriting her life with himself at the center. Not maliciously but in obsession. Thank you 🖤

Thank you! I agree Lincoln Joel is creepier. We'll see whether he can or will evolve.

if you really wanna know. . .in addition to an answer there is a little bit of pt. 5 smut below the cut as an example of his sneakier toxicity.