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bloody-vino · 1 year

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Richard Madden x Indian!Fem!Reader

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Richard Madden, a successful Scottish businessman, attended his friend's Indian wedding in Singapore. Little did he know that he was about to meet the love of his life. He saw Y/N, a beautiful Indian woman in a green lehenga, and he was smitten. Richard and Y/N started talking and found they had an instant connection. They talked about their interests, their cultures, and their families.

Y/N was raised in Singapore, but her family was originally from India. She was intrigued by Richard's Scottish culture, and he was fascinated by her Indian background. They exchanged numbers and started dating. Richard took Y/N to his homeland, Scotland, and showed her the beauty of his culture. Y/N, in turn, took Richard to India and introduced him to her family's customs and traditions.

However, Y/N's family didn't approve of their relationship. Y/N's father was worried that if their relationship failed, he would lose his job since Richard was his boss. He scolded Y/N and told her to end the relationship. Sara, Y/N's father's friend, constantly talked negatively about Richard and their romance, further adding fuel to the fire.

Despite the family drama, Richard and Y/N's relationship continued to flourish. They shared many comical moments as Y/N struggled to understand Richard's strong Scottish accent. Richard would often tease her, and they would end up laughing for hours.

One day, Y/N's father got angry and created a scene, insulting Richard and asking him to stay away from his daughter. Richard lost his temper and got into a heated argument with Y/N's father. Y/N, caught in the middle, tried to intervene, but her father raised his hand to hit her. Richard, seeing this, went berserk and got into a physical fight with Y/N's father. The scene attracted many onlookers, but Richard didn't care. He would never let anyone harm Y/N, no matter what.

After the fight, Y/N's father realized his mistake and apologized. He saw how much Richard loved his daughter and how much she loved him. Richard and Y/N's relationship was accepted by the family, and they got married in a beautiful ceremony that blended both Scottish and Indian cultures.

As they exchanged their vows, Y/N struggled to hold back her tears, overwhelmed with happiness. She knew that Richard was the one for her, and she was grateful for their comical moments, their love, and the fact that they had overcome so many obstacles to be together.

Richard took Y/N to Scotland, where she experienced his traditional Scottish food, haggis, and tried her best to understand his accent. She found his accent very attractive but often misunderstood what he said, leading to comical moments.

On the other hand, when Richard went to India, he struggled with the spicy food and the heat. He often wore traditional Indian attire, which Y/N found amusing but endearing. She loved seeing him embrace her culture.

Y/N's family eventually warmed up to Richard after seeing how much he loved and cared for her. They also appreciated his efforts to understand their customs and traditions. Clara, Y/N's father's friend, even apologized for her negative behavior towards Richard and Y/N's relationship.

During their wedding ceremony, Richard surprised Y/N by wearing a traditional Indian sherwani. Y/N was speechless, and tears flowed down her cheeks as she realized how much Richard had embraced her culture. The ceremony was a beautiful blend of Scottish and Indian traditions, and they exchanged vows promising to love and cherish each other, in sickness and in health, till death do them part".

As the night went on, the couple danced to a mixture of Indian and Scottish music. Richard tried his best to keep up with the traditional Indian dance moves, but Y/N found it endearing how he would often mess up and make her laugh.

Later that night, as they retreated to their honeymoon suite, Y/N felt a rush of emotions. She was happy to have found the love of her life in Richard, and grateful for the many comical moments they had shared throughout their relationship. As she looked into his eyes, she knew that she had made the right decision in choosing him as her partner.

Richard took her in his arms, and they kissed passionately. The heat between them was undeniable, and they explored each other's bodies with a hunger that only true love could bring.

As they lay in bed, spent and satisfied, Y/N whispered to Richard, "I love you". He smiled at her and said, "I love you too, my beautiful Indian bride".

From that day on, Richard and Y/N lived happily ever after, embracing each other's cultures and creating a beautiful blend of Scottish and Indian traditions. They were grateful for the obstacles they had overcome and the love they had found in each other.

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scraregenrecs · 2 years

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SC Reading Challenge Fluff Recs

Looking for some fluff? Here you go! We've got our favorite fluffy, happy, cuddly rare and gen recs for the @screadingchallenge prompt. Hope you enjoy, and don't forget to give some love to the creators!

Fluff

all i want is you (Alexis/Twyla, T, by @landofsonlali, with podfic by Amanita_Fierce)

ask 'em my questions and get some answers (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @lilythesilly)

Begin Again (Alexis/Ted, G, by atlabeth)

Christmas Eve Cocoa (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @doublel27)

come home to my heart (Alexis/Ted, G, by @petalwritesx, with podfic by AlexisSomethingRose, poddingthemost, and @rhetoricalk)

A Constellation of Freckles (Stevie/Twyla, T, by @doublel27)

Doing What Makes You Smile (Twyla, G, by @alyiswriting)

Every Night Has Its Dawn (Stevie/Ruth, G, by @lilythesilly)

Former Roommates, Travel Edition (Patrick, Ray, G, by @januarium)

i could live by the light in your eyes (Alexis/Twyla, T, by @anniemurphys)

I Just Want You For My Own (Alexis/Twyla, T, by icantbestill29)

i'm hoping it might (Stevie/Twyla, G, by @5ambreakdown)

Knits by Twyla (Stevie/Twyla, T, by @pretendtofly)

Let the rain sing you a lullaby (David, G, by @hippolotamus)

maybe together we can get somewhere (Rachel/Heather, G, by @kindofspecificstore)

a quiet moment (Stevie/Ruth, G, by @hullomoon)

Ring Toss (Stevie/Ruth, G, by @treepyful)

Slow Dancing (Stevie/Twyla, G, by @samwhambam)

snowflakes fallin', new york callin' (Stevie/Ruth, Alexis/Twyla, by @nerdframed)

sweet delights (Ted/Alexis, G, by @hullomoon)

The Sweet Spot (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @sarahlevys)

tender love and care (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @rosedavid)

That's My Friend (David, Stevie, NR, by @maxbegone)

This is Home (David, Twyla, G, by Redwinerose)

This is the miracle that I’ve been dreaming of (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @hippolotamus)

This Stupid, Wonderful, Boring, Amazing Job (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @lilythesilly)

throw wishes to the well (Stevie/Ruth, G, by @hullomoon, with podfic by @thesleepyskipper)

tuck you in, turn on your favorite nightlight (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @sarahlevys and @anniemurphys)

Wake Up, Sunshine (Stevie/Ruth, G, by @fraudulentzodiac)

we keep this love in a photograph (we made these memories for ourselves) (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @sarah--tonin)

you make everything good (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @rosedavid)

you make the world look beautiful (Stevie/Ruth, G, by @hullomoon)

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imaslutforcuddles · 1 year

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MAIN MASTERLIST

A/N: This is going to take a bit to complete, so hang on with me. Yes, i know i already have one but i don’t care. This one is going to be better. (gifs aren’t mine btw, i do not take credit for them at all.) I have requests available so PLEASE DO NOT BE AFRAID TO POP IN, SAY HI, OR REQUEST SOMETHING <3!!!!!! Some of my writing includes smut so i have a lil decoder for my singles :3

Smut:❤️ / Fluff:✿ / Angst:☆

RICHARD MADDEN

Mason Kane:

Nadia x Mason drabble ❤️

Robb Stark:

Take you to hell ❤️/ ☆

Did something bad / two / three (i know it’s been awhile but it will be finished some day😭)

David Budd:

Enemy ✿ / ☆

Ikaris:

Be good to me / two / three

JOSEPH QUINN

Eddie Munson:

Antsy ✿

Look after you ✿

Dumb Dumb ☆ / ❤️

Escapism ☆ / ❤️

CHRIS EVANS

Ari Levinson:

Run little bunny❤️ (coming soon!)

HENRY CAVILL

August Walker:

Vampire ☆

Geralt Of Rivia:

Shameless ( in progress )

SEBASTIAN STAN

- nothing here yet!

This is the end for now! <3

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rosedavid · 8 months

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hi liv! 💜 P, L, N V for the alphabet game!

hi lola!! thank you so much! <3

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

I swear, I always have a bunch of random AUs floating around in my head at any given moment. Okay one thing we need more of in the LS fandom are music fics! Give me TK forming a band in his garage, and Carlos falling in love with him watching him perform in a seedy bar every week on the edge of town. Or one of them owning a record/music shop that the other frequents. I also think about professional dancer Carlos way too often! Carlos needing to find a partner, and for some reason, the only person willing/able is TK who is a horrendous dancer. Anyway, too many AU ideas, not enough time!

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)

Jake from Schitt's Creek, I may not be a huge fan of him, but he's created some hilarious scenes and top tier lines as a result of his role in the show.

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

I'll do 9-1-1 LS because I can't think of much for Schitt's Creek lol 1. more friendship fics!! give me all the platonic love between the firefam 2. more pure domestic fluff, because we could always use more of that 3. more fandom fests! they take a ton of work i know, but i've always loved the fests people have created in the schitt's creek fandom, and i was surprised to not find many in this fandom

V - Which character do you relate to most?

David Rose and TK Strand, my beloved, hurt faves! For David personally, I relate to his struggles and inner turmoil a lot, and honestly, I relate to that destructive part of TK, too, but also his love of animals and general silliness. I also really related to Stevie Budd's sarcastic personality and her struggle to connect with people/her journey.

Alphabet Ask Game

#911 ls #schitts creek #welcometololaland #asks #answered #ask games

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smblmn · 7 months

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Get to Know Your Fanfic Writer

Thank you for the tag @ramonaflow 💖

When did you post your first ever fanfic? On March 29th 2022

First character(s) you wrote for: That I posted? David and Patrick. That got lost in some old computer's hard drive? Peeta Mellark (my beloved)

Main character(s) you’re currently writing for: David and Patrick though I have a couple of WIPS for RWRB

Character(s) you haven’t written about before but plan on writing about soon: If I dare post for another fandom, any RWRB characters

Fandom(s) you’re currently writing for: Mostly Schitt's Creek, I guess you could say that I'm writing for RWRB but... we'll see

Platonic pairing(s) you currently write for: My favorite ones are David Rose & Stevie Budd or Alexis Rose & Patrick Brewer

Romantic pairing(s) you currently write for: David/Patrick and a lil bit of Henry/Alex

Your top 3 tags on AO3 (if you post your works on AO3): Introspection, Light Angst, Fluff

Your current platform where you post your works: AO3

Snippet of the wip you’re currently working on: I've finished two fics in the past two weeks and the other one I'm actively writing is for a fest, so I'm going to share a snippet from my Green Card Marriage AU (that I will finish one day if it's the last thing I do)

“Better this,” David points to his long sleeve, “than this,” he touches the hem of Patrick’s very small and very tight, short sleeved shirt. “Did you buy this at an adult store? Maybe someone left it there from the child section?” David’s pretty sure he’s overstepped when Patrick doesn’t say anything, just looks at him with wide eyes. And then– then he bursts out laughing. “Okay, you win.” It was never a competition, but David feels a sense of satisfaction anyway. “I’m Patrick.” “David.”

I'm tagging a few people I haven't seen answering this but feel free to ignore! @lizzie-bennetdarcy @beaiola @wordthieve @blackandwhiteandrose @dinnfameron @noahreids @vanillahigh00 @jamilas-pen @apothecarose @obsessedwithdavrick @trickiwooao3 @a-noble-dragon @tyfinn and anyone else who wants to participate!

#tagged games #mywords

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sc-passions-and-pastimes · 2 years

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DAY FIVE REVEALS

Paddle

[Patrick Brewer/David Rose - T - 12,866]

Based on the prompt: The reason David goes to a rowing class is because Alexis blackmails him (rude)! The reason he keeps going is because of the instructor.

From this distance the man looks to be a little shorter than David but nicely built, his strong shoulders and chest displayed deliciously by the white t-shirt stretched across his frame. On his lower half is a wetsuit, but it’s unzipped and the arms dangle down behind him as he walks, the cuffs skimming the grass. His hair is a chestnut brown, with hints of red when caught by the sun that leaks through the trees above and when he looks up and spots the assembled group, a stunning smile springs to his round, handsome face.

... Maybe David will hang around for a while. He wouldn’t want to be rude.

thinking of everything

[David/Patrick - M - 5,385]

Based on the prompt: Patrick gets hurt playing on one of his amateur sports teams. Serious enough that there’s a hospital trip involved. David has to deal with his own anxiety as he nurses Patrick back to health.

“David, sit down.”

David whirls to glare at Stevie for the tired order. She’s sitting on one of the benches against the wall with her knees pulled up to her chest. He has no idea how she’s stayed so still for the last…however long they’ve been here. David stopped paying attention to the time and Stevie relieved him of his phone when she arrived.

David eyes the intake nurse who sits behind the plexiglass. It has to have been an hour since he last checked in about his husband.

“Shouldn’t someone have come and gotten me by now? I mean I am his husband!” David reminds her, his voice heading toward shrill. “He’s been back there for too long.”

Stevie lifts one hand to push at the hair falling out of her ponytail. “David, they said they’d come get us—”

Patrick is injured while playing hockey, and David has to deal with it.

the sun comes up

[Patrick Brewer/David Rose, Patrick Brewer & Stevie Budd, Patrick Brewer & Moira RosePatrick Brewer & Johnny Rose - G - 2,785]

After suffering a serious shoulder injury, Patrick makes the difficult decision to stop playing baseball. Baseball has been a crucial piece of his identity since he was a child, and he struggles with feelings of loss and grief. Eventually, Patrick has to figure out who he is without it. Luckily for him, there are friends and family there to help him with the task.

Fluff and Fold

[Stevie Budd & David Rose - T - 1,785]

Stevie has a secret she’s never shared with anyone: she’s not always playing solitaire behind that desk. David finds out and Stevie submits to the mortifying ordeal of being known.

The fruits of our labours

[Patrick Brewer/David Rose - T - 1,350]

A tale of strawberries, behind the scenes competitiveness, and love- because sometimes it's the taking part that counts, and not the winning.

NOTE TO CREATORS: If your work is part of today’s reveals, please update the posting date of the work to today’s date so it shows up fresh in the AO3 feed!

#scpassionsandpastimes #sc passions and pastimes #sc fests #sc fanworks #sc fanfic #david rose #patrick brewer #stevie budd #david x patrick

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ao3feed-watcher · 4 months

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#IFTTT #shyan #skeptic believer #ao3feed #fanfic

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alloftheimagines · 4 months

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I JUST READ UR BILLY HARGROVE FLUFF THE DREAM ONE

IM SOBBING MY EYES OUT😭😭😭😭 I HAVE NEVER READ SUCH A GOOD BILLY FLUFF EVER IM SKDBJEOD UR SO TALENTEDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!! Do u have any more billy work!???

Thank you so much!!!! I have dozens of Billy fics, you can find my whole masterlist here: https://www.tumblr.com/alloftheimagines/174889524672/masterlist

#billy imagine #billy hargrove #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove x reader

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i-think-i-have-too-many-fandoms · 1 year

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ALL RIGHTY welcome to my blog if you’re here then you probably saw this post and my username and said to urself “maybe I should see what this is about”

WELL, this blog is as my username says, I have too many fandoms and sometimes I write stuff for them. I will also reblog the fics that I read and enjoy so that you can read and enjoy them too. I may do requests but that’s a biiiiig ‘if’. I will now list the fandoms that I have and it will probably be added to.

~updated June 17th 2023~

Movies ⬇️

Descendants

- [ ] Harry Hook

The devil all the time

- [ ] Arvin Russell

Marvel

- [ ] Billy and tommy maximoff (STRICTLY PLATONIC/paternal)

- [ ] Bucky Barnes

- [ ] Captain Marvel

- [ ] Erik Killmonger

- [ ] Ikaris

- [ ] Loki

- [ ] Natasha Romanov

- [ ] (Mcu) Peter Parker

- [ ] (Tasm) Peter Parker

- [ ] (Tfatws) Sharon Carter

- [ ] Steve Rogers

- [ ] Yelena Belova

The Maze Runner

- [ ] Thomas

- [ ] Newt

- [ ] Minho

Top Gun: Maverick

-[ ] Bradley (Rooster) Bradshaw

-[ ] Jake (Hangman) Seresin

-[ ] Bob (maybe)

Uncharted

- [ ] Nathan Drake

TV Shows ⬇️

Arcane

- [ ] Silco

- [ ] Vi

- [ ] Jinx

- [ ] Viktor

The Bodyguard

- [ ] David Budd

Boku no hero academia

- [ ] Izuku Midoriya

- [ ] Denki Kaminari

- [ ] Hawks

- [ ] Bakugou Katsuki

- [ ] Eijirou Kirishima

Criminal Minds

- [ ] Spencer Reid

Game Of Thrones

- [ ] Robb Stark

- [ ] Jon Snow

Haikyuu

- [ ] Daichi

- [ ] Sugawara (sometimes)

- [ ] Ushijima

- [ ] Oikawa

- [ ] Tsukkishima

- [ ] Kita

- [ ] Bokuto

- [ ] Iwaizumi

- [ ] Yamaguchi

Stranger Things

- [ ] Eddie Munson

- [ ] Steve Harrington

- [ ] Billy Hargrove (just less racist)

- [ ] Robin Buckley

- [ ] Chrissy Cunningham

- [ ] Dimitri Antonov

Teen wolf

- [ ] Stiles Stilinski

- [ ] Isaac Lahey

- [ ] Allison Argent

Wednesday

- [ ] Derek Hale

- [ ] Theo Raeken

- [ ] Tyler Galpin

- [ ] Wednesday Addams

- [ ] Xavier Thorne (possibly)

Actors/actresses ⬇️

- [ ] Richard Madden

- [ ] Sebastian Stan

- [ ] Tom holland

- [ ] Chris evans

- [ ] Henry Cavill

- [ ] Sam holland

- [ ] Matthew Gray Gubler

- [ ] Dylan O’Brien

- [ ] Florence Pugh

- [ ] Cody Christian

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writingformadderton · 3 years

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I think you should stay

Ship: Eggvid

Word Count: 2164

Summary: After their rough evening Eggsy isn't ready to give up on them just yet. He decides to talk to David, wanting to understand his boyfriend. Things go more or less okay until Eggsy gets seriously hurt...

Additional Tags: Eggvid, fluff, angst, hurt

Requested via ask by: anon

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Eggsy looked at himself in the mirror and sighed softly. It had been two weeks since things went wrong between him and Dave. Two weeks without a word, a call, or even a single message from the man. He knew he had to talk to him soon…

Today.

He reconsidered it for a moment before calling in at the HQ, needing a day off. His head was spinning.

Dave really did hurt Eggsy with his decision. But he also knew where this sudden outburst was coming from, how he was trying to protect him. He knew David meant well, probably feeling like a burden. But Eggsy wasn’t ready to give up on them, not after everything they’ve been through together. So he’d try to talk to him, calmly and willing to understand. Today was the day the silence was broken….

David was upstairs in his home, closing the buttons of his shirt, when he heard someone entering downstairs. He frowned softly and grabbed his gun from his bedside table, carefully walking downstairs. Checking the front door, he realized it was locked and stood still for a moment. Was he hearing things?

He rolled his eyes at himself and stepped towards the kitchen, gun raised and ready. But as he crossed the threshold, he recognized the intruder immediately. “Oh for fucks sake!” he lowered his gun. “You can’t just come in here without a warning!”

Eggsy raised his eyebrows, leaning against the counter. “I have a key?” David put his gun down on the counter, ignoring his comment. “So…”

“What are you doing here?” David asked and glanced at his watch. He had to leave for work soon.

“I wanna talk,” he said. “Right now. Not later, not tomorrow.”

Dave bit back a sigh and nodded. “Give me a moment.” He went back upstairs and got his suit jacket and badge. It wasn’t long before he was back in Eggsy’s presence, finishing getting himself ready for the day.

Eggsy’s eyes wandered over him as he closed the buttons of his blue suit, looking handsome as always.

"So? I have to be at work soon. And shouldn't you be out saving the world somewhere?" he asked curtly, grabbing his badge.

Eggsy snorted softly. "First of all, I can't save the world if I’m worrying about you." he said and saw David's face fell a little. "And I talked to Kim. You have the day off." Eggsy crossed his arms over his chest.

"You can't just cancel my work. There are people who need me and-." he protested.

"Yes, I can. Because I need you right now. We have something to talk about." he spoke gently, but David could see he wouldn't take 'No' for an answer.

"Alright." he nodded gently, putting his badge and gun away.

"Okay." he exhaled softly. "Let's go for a walk? I could use some fresh air."

David nodded and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Let's go then."

It was warm outside, sun was shining a little even though some clouds were covering the sky. It would probably rain later. The two had been walking at a slow pace, side by side, in an odd silence. Eggsy glanced over at David for what seemed like the 100th time, and gathered the courage to start the conversation. "Why did you do it?"

"Do what?" David asked, looking over at him.

"Push me away." Eggsy said gently.

"I'm…" Dave clenched his jaw and stared into the distance, continuing to walk. He knew the answer, but he also knew that wasn't a good enough reason for Eggsy. He wanted to protect him and get him away from these dangerous circumstances and odd phases he would have from time to time.

Eggsy noticed his silence and proposed an idea to get it moving a bit more. "How's about getting some breakfast first? I'm starving."

"Sounds good." David nodded and followed him into a cafe nearby. He got them a table in the corner of the room for some privacy and sat down.

Eggsy ordered them some scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a nice warm bagel. "I hope that's alright."

"Thank you." he nodded. The smell made his mouth water and they started eating instantly.

After a few minutes, Eggsy spoke again. "Listen Dave, I'm not mad or anything. I just wanna talk about what happened and figure this out. That's alright?" he asked gently and David nodded slowly.

"About that night… I'm sorry for snapping at you," he said and looked at him, apologetically.

"Did you ever love me? Or was I just someone to help pass the time?" he asked bluntly. David's eyes widened a little.

"Of course I love you." he protested. "Eggsy I…I didn't say what I said because I stopped loving you."

He nodded, feeling relieved. "You broke my heart, you know," he said quietly and stared at his plate, tears brimming his eyes. "Saying you don't believe in me loving you," he added in a low tone.

David bit his lip thinking back. That really hadn't been fair. "I'm -."

Eggsy cut him off. "So I went back to my place, thinking about it. Thinking about what I did or didn't do to make you feel this way." he raised his eyebrows at him. "Because you get pretty honest when you're emotional."

David put down his fork and shook his head. "It's not that I don't believe you or in your love," he said and looked at him, hoping he'd believe him. "It's just… that I don't want to. Because I'm… Because I don't deserve it." he said quietly, throat tightening a little.

Eggsy carefully took his hand and David let him. "Yes, you do, David. You deserve every tiny bit of love I have for you." he scanned him over for a moment. But he could tell he wasn’t convinced. "Let's finish eating and talk outside, okay?" he asked and Dave nodded, Eggsy squeezed his hand softly.

They continued walking through town, quiet at first, both caught up in their thoughts. Eggsy replayed that night over and over again in his head, thinking about how hurt he was and how he just wanted them to be okay again.

David knew he wasn't in the right space to do him any good at the moment. But how could he protect Eggsy's pure heart if not even that evening could convince him to stay away for good?

Suddenly, a loud bang made both men flinch and get out of their thoughts. Before Eggsy could react, David already guarded him with his own body. Eggsy realized what the noise had been and looked up at him, gently cupping his face. "Dave, breathe," he spoke softly, feeling him shaking. "It was just a balloon, we're safe."

David exhaled and the shock slowly lessened. "I'm sorry," he said quietly and bit his lip.

"It's okay, we're okay," he said and rubbed his side. And before he knew what he was doing, Eggsy pulled him into a hug and David buried his face in his shoulder. He held him close and gently fondled over his hair. "Breathe, love. Nice and easy." he encouraged him softly.

Dave held onto Eggsy for a moment, the familiar touches calming him a little. "I'm sorry, I thought it was -." he sighed.

"I know, it's alright." Eggsy assured him. He squeezed him softly and pulled back. "Let's go?" he asked, offering him his hand.

David nodded and took it, following his lead into a park. They sat down at a bench, still holding hands. The simple touch grounding them both.

"Eggsy, I gotta be honest with you." he started and glanced at him shortly. "I love you. I really do and you mean so much to me...But I - I don't think I can handle a relationship right now." he spoke as his eyes brimmed with tears. "And I know you deserve so much better than this, but I just can't right now."

"I know." he said quietly and nodded, tears in his own eyes. "I'll always be there for you and...you take all the time you need, okay?" he put on a brave smile, but a tear fell down his cheek. "But promise me one thing, David. Take care of yourself…and let me check up on you from time to time."

He nodded and bit his lip, holding back tears. "Okay." Their eyes met for a moment and David pulled him onto his lap, hugging him tightly.

Eggsy rested his head against his shoulder and held him close. Physically, it felt comfortable, but his mind was still wandering. "We'll be okay, right? This isn't the end for us?" he asked quietly.

"This isn't the end." he shook his head and rubbed his back. "We'll be okay one day"

They stayed there for a while, just holding each other. Neither of them wanted this, but knew it was best to be apart for the time being.

"I'll always love you. Okay?" Dave asked softly.

"I'll always love you too." Eggsy nodded, giving him a gentle squeeze.

Two months later...

Things had been okay since their conversation that day. David went back to therapy and saw Eggsy a few times a week. They were still close, just not a couple at the moment. Both of them felt comfortable with it, getting closer and understanding one another better as friends.

But one day, Dave got a call from Roxy, telling him something went wrong on Eggsy's mission and he was on his way back to London. He had been shot several times and lost a lot of blood. There was a possibility he wouldn't make it.

David was at Kingsman's headquarters in no time, meeting Roxy who led him through the compound. They waited there for Eggsy to arrive and once he saw him, his stomach turned. He was covered in blood, pale and barely breathing.

"Dave." he whimpered softly in pain, seeing him.

He went over and grabbed his hand. "I'm here. You'll be okay, love." he said and gently fondled back his hair. "Don't you dare giving up."

"Won't…gimme a kiss." he said quietly and smiled as he did. "See ya, luv."

David squeezed his hand and let go off him to let the doctors work. "See ya" he whispered anxiously. Roxy rubbed his arm gently and led him to a sitting area, staying with him to support her friends. Now, the waiting game.

Eggsy had been in surgery for hours and they almost lost him. David had been there the whole time, anxiously waiting for someone to tell him he'd be okay. He didn't sleep all night and made his way to Eggsy's room as soon as they allowed him.

He stepped in quietly and exhaled softly as he saw him there sleeping. Dave made his way over and gently took his hand into his, rubbing his knuckles.

Sitting down heavily, he held his hand in both of his and planted a soft kiss onto his knuckles. Suddenly, his brain seemed to realize what just happened and his eyes brimmed with tears, relieved that Eggsy was alright. He closed his eyes and felt tears make their way down his cheeks before dropping onto their hands. His eyes opened as he felt Eggsy's hand wiping his cheeks.

"Hey handsome. No reason to cry." he said softly.

"Oh yes, I do." he insisted, looking down at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." he said, teasing and bit back a grin.

David couldn't hold back a soft laugh. "You're the worst sometimes. And a fucking idiot for going out there alone without backup...I told you about that a thousand times"

"Just like I told you you're perfect to me a thousand times." he shot back.

"Seems we both have trouble listening." David chuckled weakly and squeezed his hand. "You scared me."

"I'm sorry, Dave. I'll be more careful the next time." he said and smirked as David just snorted softly, rolling his eyes. He fully took in David’s appearance and his heart ached a bit. "You should get some sleep. You look tired."

David nodded and got up. "I better get going then."

Eggsy grabbed his hand. "I…I think you should stay." he said softly and scooted over a little to make some room for him.

"Are you sure?" he asked softly. Eggsy nodded and so he settled down in bed next to him. David smiled as Eggsy cuddled up into him a little.

They were silent for a moment. "Dave?" he asked gently.

"Mmm?" he hummed tiredly.

"Can you stay? Like before?" he asked quietly. "I miss you."

He was quiet for a bit before answering. "Yeah, I can stay. I miss you too."

Eggsy pushed himself up to look at him and smiled softly. "Gimme a kiss" he smirked.

David kissed him lovingly before letting him rest against him. "We should get some sleep. I love you."

"Love ya too." he smiled.

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ilivedinarcadiatoo · 4 years

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cheap spirits

pairing: richard madden x fem!reader

word count: 1k+

warning: alcohol; cigarettes

summary: though not a well-paid job, singing and playing music in the local bar definitely does have its perks - specifically free booze and cute scottish boys.

a/n: i basically stayed up way too late getting nostalgic with ed sheeran songs. also, this is kinda cringy but bare with me, please.

You were standing right outside the bar your friend owned in the small town you’d never had the luck (or courage) to leave. You were already on your third cigarette that night and it definitely was not going to be your last. Some days you thought it was becoming a problem, whereas you could go through whole packages without hesitation on other days. Tonight was one of those times - as long as it felt good and made you feel relieved, it didn’t really matter.

You blew the smoke into the chilly midnight air and watched it dissolve before taking another puff. Just as you raised it to your lips did the heavy metal door open behind you, allowing you to hear your guitarist’s solo clearly for a moment. You turned around to see who was going to give you company and you unintentionally locked eyes with the handsome stranger. You flashed a small smile before turning your back at him again, lighting another cigarette. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his thick jacket, raising his eyes at the starry sky. You wanted to take a quick look at the stranger without him noticing, but apparently you weren’t quick enough. He took a double-take before completely turning towards you, giving you a charming smile.

“It’s beautiful, innit? Such a rare sight, given the fact that the skies here are covered by clouds most of the year.” The stranger turned his gaze back at the stars, making you look up as well with no actual intention of doing so. Once he decided he’d seen enough, he looked down at you just again and introduced himself.

“Richard,” he said, sticking out his hand towards you and giving yours a firm shake.

“Y/N,” you replied, smiling at him again. “Wanna take a puff?” You offered, handing the rest of your cigarette to Richard. He gladly took it and inhaled deeply, even closing his eyes as he blew the smoke towards his beloved stars before giving it back. You tried to hide the small smile lingering in the corner of your mouth and took another puff of your cigarette before putting it out on the dirty wall of the bar.

“Y’know, everyone seems to be enjoying the music much less without you on stage,” he commented, looking for a reaction from you from the corner of his eye. You turned your head as much as your thick scarf let you and let out an incredulous laugh, shaking your head at Richard.

“You don’t have to lie here, I can hear they’re just fine,” you replied, lowering your eyes as a way of escape from Richard’s gaze. However, he stepped closer with his hands still in his pockets and the smell of smoke suddenly got mixed with that of whisky and - for whatever reason - pine. You could still feel him staring at you, so you decided to look up at him again, getting rewarded with an adorable smile.

“Maybe, but I saw their faces and they definitely do miss the pretty girl with the angelic voice.” Richard replied in a low husky voice and you couldn’t help but turn your head back to him again. He looked so simply handsome, nothing fake about him at all. His baby blue eyes kept attracting your E/C gaze even in the dim light and no matter how hard you tried to keep yourself collected, you could feel you were slowly giving in to his pure beauty.

“Well, they’ll have to wait for her return, I’m afraid. She’s being rudely distracted.” You decided it was time to start playing Richard’s game and you got the exact reaction you were waiting for- the boy smiled even wider at you and took a quick glance at his old shoes before looking back up at you again. Richard took the last puff of his cigarette before throwing it away, earning a serious look from you.

“I don’t think you should keep doing that. I don’t care for your lungs the least bit, but stop destroying the planet, Mister,” you said, earning a chuckle. When Richard realised you weren’t joking, he let out a huge sigh and picked up the remains of his cigarette to throw it in the nearest bin.

“Happy?”

“Yes, thank you very much. And now that you’ve become such a committed advocate for Mother Nature, can I treat you to a drink?” You smiled at him playfully, making him giggle just again. Man, this boy really cannot stop grinning, can he? It didn’t matter though. It was kind of growing on you, actually.

“I would love that.”

And just like that, before you had even realised, you were already on your fourth whisky that night, loosening up and laughing more and more at Richard’s corny jokes and adorable attempts at complimenting you. He was telling you an awful story about his high school experience, peppered with giggles and rosy cheeks and just before he looked in your eyes and created direct eye contact only to break it within seconds just again, did you realise that not only his giggles, but the boy as a whole was growing on you. You would’ve never thought a tipsy night would be enough for you to fall in love, but here you were, listening to an almost-stranger sorrounded by other strangers, and you could feel it was different than all those other nights spent flirting with any slightly handsome guy. This was different, Richard was different, and before you had even realised, your hand was already on the back of his head, his arms were draped around your waist and your lips pressed against his mid-sentence. He didn’t even hesitate to kiss back, and all of a sudden there you were, getting lost in the arms of someone you had literally met two hours ago. The taste of cigarettes and cheap spirits had never felt so good and you could’ve sworn you were on cloud nine. It felt so right and once you pulled away, there it was again- an adorable grin on his face.

Yeah, you could definitely get used to that.

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avenging-fandoms · 4 years

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Love promt, 54 with David Budd please 🥺

54: “ I can’t stand the thought of losing you. ” -

david’s nail was nearly gone on his thumb as he waited to hear the front door open. no text, call, anything from you since the night before. he knew you worked night shifts, but you were supposed to check in and supposed to be home 2 hours ago, yet not a word from you.

david called your work, and they said you left hours ago. he knows that you weren’t cheating, you both loved each other too much to ever do that to one another. he didn’t want to think the worst, and he buried it into the back of his mind.

tears formed in the ducts of his eyes, clenching his phone in his hand. he laid back against the couch, closing his eyes and whispering how bad he wanted you to be okay.

what felt like a year turned out to be an hour, and you stumbled into the apartment, lips bleeding and knees scraped and bruises. “what the fuck?” david rushed over, holding you up and holding your jaw, studying you. “what happened? who did this to you?”

“i..i don’t know. they came up behind me. they sh-shoved me down, and kicked my side” you gasp, david picking you up bridal style and rushing you upstairs. he sat you on the counter, leaning against the mirror. he took off your pants and shirt, studying your injuries. there was a huge bruise forming on your left side, your knees scraped back, lips cracked and bleed. you gasp, coughing and wincing.

“love you might have a broken rib. i can hear you not being able to breathe” david panicked, eyes flickering in between yourself. you nod, gasping for air. he wraps you in a blanket, carefully carrying you into his car. he sped to the hospital, going way over the speed limit. “please, my wife was attacked on the sidewalk, i think she might have a broken rib, please help” he begged and the nurses nod, asking medical question about you that david answered, speed walking with the nurses.

“we’re going to take her in for an x-ray and let you know right away if there is a broken rib or not. please wait in here” the nurse showed him to a room and he thanked her, sitting in the chair. 20 minutes later, you’re wheeled in on a bed with IVs and a NC, with a heart monitor. david stood up, talking to the nurse who confirmed a broken rib. she also told him how the police were on the way to investigate.

“thank you” he sniffled and she nodded, heading to another patient. he walked into your room, holding your face and kissing your cheek softly. you stir, opening your eyes softly and wincing when you try to move. “no no no, don’t move, my love. you’ve got a broken rib” you look up at him, tears in your eyes as your chin quivers. “oh don’t cry, you’re okay” he presses his forehead against yours, the both of you crying. “i thought i lost you when you didn’t answer for a while. i can’t stand the thought of losing you”

“you..you’ll never lose me, david” you breathe, kissing him softly. “i’m hungry”

david laughs, nodding and kissing your forehead. “okay. i’ll go down to the cafe and get you something. don’t go anywhere” you roll your eyes and smile. david finds a yogurt, sandwich and water. he comes back up to the room where you’re fast asleep. he smiles, sitting down next to you. he holds your head, looking at you and squeezing your hand before falling asleep himself as well.

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vostokovasmelina · 4 years

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Hello, congrats on your milestone lovely! 🥳🎉 Can I request #1 from fluff with David Budd? Thank you 💛💛

a/n: thank you so much, my friend! here you go, can’t believe how underrated this boy is

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fluff #1 - “I’m not going to get you sick, babe. I just want some cuddles.”

You were woken from your little nap by the sound of the front door slamming shut, followed by the inaudible curse words of your boyfriend. You inhaled as deeply as possible, your lungs barely filling with air before the all-too-familiar ache had struck again. You let out a quiet whince right before David knocked gently on the door which was already wide open. You smiled softly at the playful courtesy and he leaned against the doorframe, examining you from what he considered a safe distance.

“Do you feel as well as you look, love?” He asked, a cheeky but loving smile hiding in the corner of his mouth as he saw your reaction to his comment. You frowned and would’ve gladly raised your middle finger at your boyfriend, if all your joints hadn’t been screaming in pain at the slightest of movements.

“Shut up, Budd. Not everyone is immune to the flu,” you remarked, voice low and raspy and your throat burning up. David simply chuckled.

“Is there something I can do for you, my lady?”

“Well, you know, I’ve been home alone all day long and it has been rather lonely...,” you started, batting your eyelashes at him and flashing your best shy smile at your boyfriend and you slowly raised your arms towards him, enduring the pain it caused in order to reach your holy goal.

“No way, Y/N. I’ll spend the entire day tomorrow in the same room as the Home Secretary. Do you really want to endanger her perfect health?” He raised his eyebrows at you in question and even folded his arms in front of his chest for the sake of emphasis.

“Honestly? Yeah,” you replied, making David chuckle no matter how hard he tried to keep a straight face. “Oh, come on! I’m not going to get you sick, babe. I just want some cuddles,” you added, pouting at your boyfriend.

He eventually gave in, rolling his eyes as he joined you on your king-sized bed and enveloped you in his warm embrace.

“Alright, but one sneeze after this,” he started, pointing his index finger at you, “one sneeze and I’m breaking up with you.”

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mcsstydia · 4 years

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Mornings- Richard Madden Blurb

Request:

prompt: Richard doesn’t like mornings. Unless he gets to spend them with you

pairing: richard x reader

words: 1k

warnings: fluff, fluff, so much cheesy fluff (but a little talk about past bad relationships)

A/N: I told y’all I loved this man. Bear with me. (not yet proof read, you know the drill)

Masterlist is in bio

Mornings. When we’re honest, none of us really likes mornings. Mornings indicate getting out of bed and leaving your significant other to get to work.

But, Richard loved mornings. Not all of them, surely. But mornings such as today. He woke up from the sun shining through the blinds, the sun gently awekening him. And he wasn’t angry he had to get up. Because it was his free day. But that didn’t make him love it. It was the fact that he would spend it with you.

Squinting, he stretched out his arm, searching for your body beside him. When he couldn’t find you, he turned around, seeing that the space you usually occupied next to him was abandoned, sheets empty and cold.

The Scot figured you must’ve already gotten up, so he forced himself to get up as well, a silent sigh escaping his mouth, a little disappointed that you weren’t there to cuddle him, but excited to have breakfast with you.

Only clothed in his boxers, he picked his sweatpants up from the floor and put them on. He searched the shirt he had worn last evening as well, remembering he had tossed it towards the door when things had gotten heated between the two of you.

With an absentminded smile on his lips, he made his way to the door, expecting his shirt to be there. His eyebrows furrowed when it was nowhere to be found and he quickly took a new one out of your shared wardrobe and put it on during his walk down the stairs.

A delicious smell welcomed him into the kitchen, but the sight his eyes were greeted with was far more compelling. He should’ve known you had taken his shirt, but he somehow still hasn’t gotten used to you being comfortable around him.

You had been it a lot of bad relationships which resulted in you getting hurt and insecure. Until Richard, you would say, you’ve never been lucky in terms of love.

So, that’s why it meant so much to Richard so see you standing only in his shirt in the kitchen, making breakfast for the two of you. Not because you weren’t wearing much (although he enjoyed that fact, as well). No, it was, because out of all the things you had at his place (hell, more than the half of his wardrobe was filled with your clothes), you got up and chose to wear his shirt.

And, not matter how often he woke up to that sight, it always brought a smile to his face. Because it reminded him that you were comfortable with him, that you trusted him and that, finally, you were happy.

He leaned against the doorframe to the kitchen, watching you all the while a smile always present on his lips. He left his spot and slowly walked over to you. “Morning, sunshine,”, he mumbled cheesily while wrapping his muscular arms around your form from behind.

You playfully rolled your eyes at the nickname, but your secretly loved it. “Morning, sleepy head,”, you giggled and turned towards him in his grip. Your eyes met his, and your already present smile grew into a wide grin. Richard could see how your eyes lit up merely at the sight of him and your sight brought a grin just as wide to his face.

“You know that stealing my clothes is a crime, right?”, he teased, looking down at your lips, closing the space between your faces but not yet kissing your lips. His mouth hovered over your lips while he gently bumbed his nose against yours.

You giggled and your hands travelled over his arms to the back of his neck, holding him in place in case he wanted to tease you further. “Why? ‘Cause you look so much hotter in them?”, you teased back, biting down on your lip and grinning up at him.

Your boyfriend chuckled at your comment. “First off,”, he started, pulling your body closer to his. “that’s a straight up lie. No one could look as hot in my clothes as you do,”, he whispered, pressing a chaste kiss on your lips before continuing, leaving you wanting more.

“Secondly, no. The crime you’ve comitted is ‘Making my heart explode’,”, he admitted, a somewhat shy smile stealing its way onto his face. You furrowed your eyebrows and slightly tilted your head at him in question. Richard hugged you and let his head rest on your shoulder before continuing.

“You know how much it means to me that you’re comfortable around me. I know you always wear my clothes but it means very much to me.”, he quietly confessed into your shoulder.

You couldn’t help but let your jaw fall open. “Rich,”, you began, pushing him away from you enough to be able to look him in the eyes, the shy smile still evident on his lips. “That’s both the most cheesy and the most romantic thing you could’ve said to me,”, you whispered, your hands gently holding his beard-covered face.

A more confident smile spread back to Richard and he leant down to properly kiss you this time. His soft lips met yours in a soft and passionate kiss, your lips somehow moving perfectly together. “I love you so much.”, he mumbled against your lips, never wanting the kiss to end, but nevertheless wanting to tell you.

You grinned up at him, hands still playing with his hair, lips mere inches away from one another, breaths still mingled. “I love you so much, too.”, you whispered, before pulling him back down to your lips.

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bluesfortheredj · 5 years

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Sitting at the kitchen table eating a microwave meal for the third time this week, you can’t help but feel resentful toward the laptop that seems to be so riveting to your mother as she eats with one hand and swipes her fingers along the mouse pad with the other. This wasn’t an unusual sight, but you were getting fed up with it, and with your last big birthday before thirty coming up, you wondered if she’d actually take any notice of you.

“So when I move out-”

“That’s not happening until after I secure my position, you know that security is tight right now. I need you where I can see you,” your mum replies without looking up from the screen.

“Not that you see much of me being behind that screen...”

“Don’t start with that again.”

“Really? How many hours have we spent as mother and daughter this week? Tell me.”

“Stop getting stroppy. You’re going to be 21, at least try and act your age.”

“Wow,” you laugh, getting up from the table, “wow.”

You put your plate in the sink with a clatter then walk down to your room in silence, giving a brief look over at the PPO sitting in the corner of the lounge as you go. He usually had a stony expression, his lips unmoving and no emotion behind his eyes, but tonight it was almost as if there was a hint of sympathy for you as you strolled by.

“Goodnight,” you say defiantly before shutting your bedroom door.

A few minutes later there’s a quiet knock at your door and when you open it you’re greeted by your mother’s PPO standing there with a cup of tea in his hand. You frown a little in confusion as to why he’s here and he stays quiet for a little bit longer than he should which creates an awkward silence between the two of you.

“Tea,” he says in his deep Scottish accent that you enjoyed hearing every now and again when he actually spoke, “thought you might need something.”

He hands you the mug carefully and you take it with a shy smile.

“Thanks,” you nod.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

“I’m fine,” you reply, brushing off what happened earlier, “it’s nothing unusual in this household. How are you? Must get a bit boring sitting around all day waiting for something to happen, surely?”

“It’s quite nice not having anything happen to be honest,” he smiles, “I’d rather be sitting around doing nothing than being shot at, you know?”

“Of course,” you chuckle, “stupid question.”

“Not at all,” he frowns, shaking his head from side to side, “no such thing as a stupid question.”

“I wouldn’t make such a bold statement around me if I were you, I’ll definitely prove you wrong at some point.”

“You’re far too intelligent to ever ask a stupid question,” he says shyly, looking down at the ground between you.

There’s a knock at the front door and David’s demeanour changes instantly as he goes into protection mode, and he gives you a nod before walking away quietly to go and see who it is. You retreat back into your room, thankful for the small bit of normal human interaction you’d just had in this usually miserable flat.

Soon enough your birthday was upon you and you wake up to an empty apartment with only a small gift wrapped box and a card left for you on the kitchen table.

“Happy birthday to me,” you huff as you sit down and open up the card and present.

Inside the box was a bangle with ‘21’ engraved on it, and although it was a beautiful gift, you really wanted your mum here to share the moment with, and sitting on your own just made you feel alienated from the world. You slip the bangle over your hand and onto your wrist then wander over to the window where you look out at the already bustling London traffic below. A key in the lock of the door soon distracts you and you turn around expecting to see your mother standing there, but instead there’s PC Budd.

“Morning,” he smiles, “happy birthday.”

“Hi, and thanks,” you reply, unable to form a meaningful smile.

“I just had to drop this back,” he says, waving a portfolio, “and also there’s a little something for you.”

He reaches into his inside pocket and produces a small packet wrapped in pink tissue paper, then places the portfolio down on the coffee table and heads towards you.

“Here,” he says, handing you the small gift, “it’s not much.”

You unfold the paper carefully to reveal a key chain with the classic 21 key attached to it and you’re pleasantly surprised by this thoughtful gesture from someone you’d barely spoken to before now.

“That’s… It’s really...”

“Awful isn’t it?” he grimaces.

“No! Not at all, it’s just a… it’s an unexpected surprise, but a very good one. Thank you, PC-”

“David, please.”

“Thank you, David, that’s really sweet of you.”

He gives you a smile and a nod then exits the flat, leaving you with a slightly better outlook on the day, and you suddenly don’t feel as alone as you did this morning when you woke up to the empty flat. One day you’d be free from this way of life, and you knew it’d be worth the wait.

if you are taking request can i have one with David budd ehrre shes the daughter of julia? Maybe shes don't get much attention and his see that? Thank you so much love

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