#gosh I love these extinct cows
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Hear me out - Zemo with the reader form "Musuem", taking her on a date to one of his own personal artifact galleries.
don't do that, don't give me hope.
hello there anon friend! my museum heart is too in love with this, i don't think that you truly know how thankful i am for this ask, it will be all that i think about for the next few weeks (years, millennia, forever)
thoughts below the cut because holy cow, i have THOUGHTS
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"This is actually from the Paleolithic era!"
Such enthusiasm would usually irk him during times he was trying to be alone, but the genuine, caring tone in your voice didn't bother him.
He turned to see that you were now standing right beside him, and he couldn't remember the last time he had seen a smile so genuine. "It's quite impressive..."
The two of you stood in awkward silence, though he could sense you excitement about the topic from the way you held your hands behind your back and- were you bouncing? He gazed down at your feet, you were actually bouncing with excitement. Like you were doing your very hardest not to burst at the seems and explode into a lecture about the relic that lay before you.
He smirked to himself "Tell me more."
He tried not to break into a full fledged grin as you tried to stifle a gasp, what a shame, he thought to himself, had no one ever indulged you like this? With the way you smiled as you spoke, shaking your head as you waved your arms about, getting lost in the passed-on-from-generation-to-generation folk tale about the artifact, he slowly began to realize that maybe it was for his own indulgence.
He ended up trailing behind you like a lost puppy, exhibit to exhibit, intently listening to you passionately explain each display, occasionally asking questions. And he didn't just ask questions for the sake of asking questions, no, they were actual questions, questions that made you stop during the middle of your vivid retelling of the mass extinction of the dinosaurs and made you actually think for a moment, but you always had an answer, it truly astounded him how knowledgeable you were.
You let out a deep breath, like you had just finished a marathon (which you kind of did, albeit, a bit more of a... educational one.) "I'm sorry if I kept you so long... I tend to ramble..."
Were you actually apologizing for this? Oh, you precious thing, he couldn't help but think that you belonged in one of the display cases, too precious and fragile for the outside world.
"No it was- It was wonderful. It's always nice to speak with a fellow museum lover."
"There's not many of us!" You exclaimed, a hint of sadness in your tone as you did, staring off into the atrium,
He understood, as he looked around the almost entirely empty museum, he could also see it written all over your features, you were lonely.
The truth is, both of you were.
"I actually have a private collection of my own..." He muttered, trying not to sound too snobbish.
Your quiet squeal of excitement filled him with an emotion he couldn't quite place at the moment, joy? appreciation? adoration? being honest with himself, it was probably a combination of the three.
"If you'd like to visit? I have a few new pieces coming in from Italy... Phoenicia." He added, it had been a long time since he had really tried to impress someone, he never needed to, but with you, it seemed he just couldn't help himself.
"That sounds amazing," You replied shyly, "I'm sorry there's really not much more to the museum, I've really enjoyed talking with you."
"It is a shame isn't it..." He paused, a sly grin beginning to form, "Show me again?"
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oh gosh, oh my, thank you anon, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU, love for you one thousand years! i hope you enjoy!
#madeline loves zemo!#helmut zemo hours#madeline rambles!#daniel bruhl hours#oh my goodness#i feel a one shot coming on#maybe?#do we like this?#this was so cute to write my heart literally fell out#brb gotta pick my heart back off the floor#zemo fluff#helmut zemo x reader#zemo drabble#helmut zemo x you#helmut zemo fluff
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Cary Fukunaga elevated and arguably saved this entire franchise from extinction because NTTD is a Bondian masterpiece
I just got back and I have too many feelings to process to be coherent but my God was it fantastic. Holy cow. Twists and turns and many many gasps and tears. I am so attached to these characters and (almost) every single one was respected and had their moment to shine.
NTTD was not about just Bond, but it was about the people who made him, who love him, who save him.
Also props to me for calling a big part of the plot in February 2020 you’re all welcome I just wish I was wrong and none of it was true cause we have lost millions of people and we didn’t need Safin to do it. I knew something was up when Barbara pulled the movie faster than 007 can pull a gun.
(unless more evidence is revealed re: the Wuhan lab... everything remains unknown but at this point in time it’s a plausible argument and not a fringe theory anymore... still, that does not make it true of course)
Anyhow a full post will come on Saturday. I’m too overwhelmed right now. Gosh that was a lot wasn’t it? They all understood the assignment 👏
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