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bex-la-get · 2 years
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Who’s more snuggly at night, Nat or Ethan?
Nat, totally. She tends to koala-hug Ethan when she gets super snuggly and he usually just carries her to bed that way! 😂
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Hello friend! Since everyone’s favorite spooky day is around the corner, I thought it would be fun to ask a silly spooky question!
Does your MC believe in ghosts? Why or why not? Additionally, does their LI believe in ghosts? How do they feel about it?
Bonus: Do they like to watch paranormal shows? And movies about ghosts?
Hey Sara! Let me tell you how much I adore this question. 😍 I know I am like extremely late but better late than never right? 😂
Does your MC believe in ghosts? Why or why not?
Meera and ghosts have a complicated relationship lol. She is practical, a believer in science but when tucked inside her blanket on a winter night with a horror story, even a faint shuffle of wind does send a shiver down her spine.
Additionally, does their LI believe in ghosts?
I'll go with no, lol. The person who thought love was nothing but "neurochemical reactions to the heightened exposure" definitely doesn't believe in ghosts. 😂
How do they feel about it?
Meera is on the same page with Ethan on most days, but she'll say no to watching horror movies on Halloween night because she knows Ethan will have a lot of fun teasing the shit out of her.
Bonus: Do they like to watch paranormal shows? And movies about ghosts?
Absolutely! Meera and her brother Abhi were obsessed with the horror genre in their teenage years. Most of the books on their shared bookshelf back home are horror. Later they binged on paranormal TV shows and movies. They still get together on zoom and have watch parties together.
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a-crepusculo · 2 years
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When did Ethan first get butterflies with Marchia? And when did my lil baby Marchia?
Sara, my loveeeeee <333
I love you so much for bearing with me and my super late answers, babe. Lol I'm the absolute worst at answering, but thank you so so so much for thinking of my babies and sending these wonderful Qs! 🤍
Okay, in terms of butterflies, my baby Marchia got them early on when they went on an impromptu trip to find Dolores' frog plushie. That feeling stayed on forever with her, even though she was a little hesitant to admit it at first.
Ethan, on the other hand, was even more early, but he didn't really realize what those 'butterflies' are. He caught himself feeling things that night, in front of the vending machine. The air of mystery and charm clearly worked on him. 😏
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sgtbradfords · 28 days
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hii, ask game :)) - List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you!
In no particular order: when my favorite teams win, that the end of the year is near at work, chenford and the incredible storylines they've been given this season, the scented candle in my kitchen, and the cupcakes I bought last week that I am still thinking about. bonus: music.
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tim-lucy · 2 months
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CHENFORD SCENES Season 6, Episode 2 — "The Hammer" requested by @thesassywitchofthenortheast
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theflyindutchwoman · 7 months
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↬ TIM BRADFORD + Suit (for @thesassywitchofthenortheast)
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mamadoc · 29 days
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I’ve loved reading all the thoughts and analyses that have been put out there in the last six days by @theflyindutchwoman @cfr749 @chenfordspiral @thesassywitchofthenortheast @makeitastrength @thisnightissparkling089 and many more.
But among the questions that linger in my mind (other than the 36 hour thing which I still believe to be a error on the writers’ side of things), the one that I just keep pondering is what changed for Tim to make him go see Lucy?
He wouldn’t answer her calls or texts and then he just shows up at her (their) apartment? He didn’t want to tell her anything that was going on or risk getting her involved. So what did he think he was going to say or do?
Did he just not want a trackable trail (via call and text records) that could potentially lead back to her? So he decided to visit her instead?
What did he expect from going over there? He knew she was going to be upset. He knew she would want to know what he was involved with. So what was he planning to say or do when he showed up?
He obviously wasn’t doing well emotionally. He needed her comfort. Maybe he just was hoping she would just let him hold her for a minute? Or that he/they could just pretend everything wasn’t happening and he could sleep somewhere other than his car or house?
I get that he was floundering. He doesn’t seem to have a good plan for what to do with this situation. He doesn’t want to kill Ray, but he wants him dead. He doesn’t want to risk his career, but he needs to get rid of Ray. He doesn’t want to risk hurting Lucy in any way, but he needs help and needs her to comfort him.
Perhaps we’ll figure out all of this tomorrow night, but I just keep going back to this question and wondering what he thought would happen and why he decided to show up when he wasn’t going to answer her calls/texts or tell her anything.
Aaaaand now I’ve rambled for too long. Thoughts anyone?
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cariantha · 6 months
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@liaromancewriter @thesassywitchofthenortheast
Pulled up behind another fan today.🤭
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The way it just occured to me on my drive to the office that in less than 2 weeks, we'll be getting edits of the Chenford breakup to TTPD😭😭😭
IVY WE THOUGHT TOLERATE IT WAS BAD, THIS IS GOING TO WRECK ME😭
@queseraone @sisterofficerlucychen @chenfordspiral @thesassywitchofthenortheast @timandlucy
Tagging my fellow Swifties to commiserate over this with😢
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bex-la-get · 2 years
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I’m here to bug you with random questions!
What is Natalie’s favorite article of clothing?
Favorite thing to cook for Ethan?
Favorite thing Ethan cooks for her?
What perfume does she wear?
What did she get for her birthday this year?
If she were to get a tattoo, what would it be?
Favorite swear word?
And finally, a random inside joke between Ramsack?
Brain Twin! Sorry this took so long to answer!
What is Natalie’s favorite article of clothing? Nat has an old Disneyland sweatshirt that she stole from her mom years ago. It's absolutely massive and overstretched but Nat loves it and she'll hold onto it until it dies. (Fun fact: this is based on an identical sweatshirt that I stole from my mom and it's one of my favorite clothing items! 😊)
Favorite thing to cook for Ethan?
Nat loves to make a traditional Polish stew in the colder months called Bigos. She learned the recipe from her maternal grandmother and has modified/mastered it to her own tastes. Ethan's a big fan!
Favorite thing Ethan cooks for her?
Everything! But if she had to pick, it would be his Soy Sauce-Brown Sugar glazed salmon. He made it for her early on in their relationship and she fell in love with it. It's a repeat dinner contender in their house.
What perfume does she wear?
Gucci Moonlight Serenade
She was gifted a Gucci perfume sampler for Christmas one year and the Moonlight Serenade was her favorite. She's worn the scent ever since. It's expensive though ($240/bottle) so she makes a point to make it last as long as possible (i.e. only wearing small amounts at a time). Ethan's obsessed with the way it smells on her. 😏
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What did she get for her birthday this year?
They're getting married in October so Nat didn't really want any gifts this year since they're focusing their financials on the wedding. That being said, Ethan still found a way to spoil her and gifted her with a custom watercolor painting of their wedding venue (The Boston Public Library). She cried when he gave it to her and she thanked him with a searing kiss. The painting now hangs in their bedroom.
If she were to get a tattoo, what would it be?
She's too indecisive about tattoos to every really get one (she can never decide on what she would want), but she has thought once or twice about getting a tattoo of a little bird, after a nickname her father gave her when she was younger and had just learned how to whistle: Little Bird.
Favorite swear word?
Fuck. And motherfucker.
And finally, a random inside joke between Ramsack?
I don't know if this counts as an inside joke but I'm running with it: Nat loves clean laundry fresh out of the dryer. Ethan has caught her more than once with a pile of clean laundry in her arms, stuffing her face into the pile and sniffing the clothes. He thinks it's hilarious.
So now, anytime the dryer completes a load of laundry, he rushes to the laundry room, puts all of the clean clothes into the hamper, then finds Nat (if she's sitting somewhere) and dumps it on her. She loves it and it makes her laugh every time!
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liaromancewriter · 6 months
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Chenford + they discuss their age gap and I'm not your type
Thanks for the request, Nonny. Hope you like it!
Age is Just a Number
Premise: When Lucy says he’s too old for her, Tim finds a way to exact his revenge.
Fandom: The Rookie Ship: Tim Bradford x Lucy Chen (Chenford) Rating: Teen Words: 1,450
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Officer Lucy Chen was feeling smug this morning. As she loitered near the hissing espresso machine, she gripped the front of her duty belt and rocked on her heels, practically crowing.
Surrounded by cops as she was, Lucy really should be more circumspect. But try as she might, she couldn’t stop the Cheshire Cat smile from breaking out across her face.
She had a secret, she thought with a sideways glance at the sexy six-foot-one hunk talking to Smitty outside the breakroom. Tim Bradford sure could fill out a uniform. His muscular body made the standard blues simply sinful.
This aspect of their relationship was new, exciting and private, especially at work. But that didn’t mean Lucy couldn’t enjoy the eye candy that was her boyfriend.
She could well believe why he’d been mistaken for a male stripper by a group of drunk and horny bridesmaids. If she was there, he might not have escaped at all.
Read on AO3
Chenford tags: @cariantha @thesassywitchofthenortheast
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chenfordspiral · 6 months
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Tag 9 people you want to get to know better / catch up with!
thank you for the tag, @queseraone 🥰
Three (3) Ships: Chenford, Mondler, Densi
First Ever Ship: pretty sure it was Barney & Robin from HIMYM, but the first hardcore ship was definitely Caskett
Last Song: Daylight by Taylor Swift (duh, ofc it's Taylor)
Last Movie: um, I think it might have been Red, White and Royal Blue like two, maybe three months ago. Idk, when did it come out?
Currently Reading: basically nothing but fanfic, mostly older ones though. Last actual book I started might've been in June, don't remember the title though..
Currently Watching: rewatching NCIS
Currently consuming: in terms of food? Nothing, cause I have an upset tummy 😩 otherwise, I don't know. I feel like my answer to this could always be Chenford
Currently Craving: anything that'll make me feel better. And of course more cute domestic Chenford in S6 pls
tagging: @escapismqueen (don't need catching up with her though lol), @imperiumwife, @thesassywitchofthenortheast, @littlesnafu, @girlintotv, @theflyindutchwoman, @bluenet13, @randomlittleimp
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centralperkchenford · 11 months
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This is part 2 of Lucy gets a cold + Tim takes care of her except it’s Tim gets sick + Lucy takes care of him. (Requested by @thesassywitchofthenortheast) I hope you enjoy this short but sweet conclusion of this piece!
And every time you shine, I'll shine for you. (Part 2)
Lucy tuts as she feels Tim’s forehead, she knew he was going to get sick after he kissed her. But he had just shrugged it off. But now he is laying in Lucy’s bed, with her comforter pulled all the way up.
“Sit up.” She says softly and he does albeit slowly. Once he’s up on the pillow, Lucy pulls the comforter down and hands him some water and Advil.
“You need to get to work babe.” He says his voice rough. Lucy clicks her tongue and leans forward to kiss him on his forehead.
“I know.” She says but she’s frowning deeply. She doesn’t want to leave Tim, he seems like he’s much sicker than she was. He can barely get out of bed.
“Baby, I’ll be fine. You need to go to work, you can’t stay home because of me.”
Lucy sighs because she knows he’s right but that doesn’t mean she won’t worry all day.
“I’ll be home as soon as I can. Okay? And I’ll leave water and Advil by the bed.. are you hungry?”
Tim shakes his head. “No not really but Luce—”
“You need to eat though so I’ll leave crackers and I’ll make some soup for you. Okay?”
He nods. “Lucy—”
“Are you sure you are okay?” She asks and she finally takes a breath and looks at Tim.
“Yes. I’ll be fine.” He says but his voice is still rough. “This is not my first time being sick.”
She hesitates as she gets up off the bed. She feels his forehead again and frowns. “Please call me if you get worse.”
Tim nods slowly. “Okay.”
Lucy leaves the room and goes to the kitchen to make some soup for Tim. She grabs a pack of crackers. When the soup’s done she carries it into the bedroom.
“You don’t have to eat it but it’s nice and warm it will probably taste better now.” She set the bowl besides him and the crackers next to the bowl. “Make sure to drink lots of water okay?”
“Lucy, I love you but you need to go before you are late.” He says hoarsely and she glances at her watch.
“Right. I’m going. I’ll see you when I get home okay? Get some rest babe.”
She finally leaves the apartment and sighs as her hand twitches. She doesn’t want to leave him, but she knows she has to.
Lucy’s day is miserable, she worries about Tim all day and she calls him but then hangs up on the first ring.
Finally the day is over and Lucy rushes home. Tim is laying down on the couch asleep and Lucy’s heart melts a little. She starts to clean up the glasses of water and the soup bowl on the table. She’s just cleaning the last dish when she hears Tim stirring from the couch.
Lucy hurries over to make her presence known. He’s blinking blearily at her.
“Hi baby.” She says kneeling down and smoothing his hair back from his sweaty forehead. “How do you feel?”
He shrugs and shifts so the blanket is covering him more. “I have been better that’s for sure.” He says hoarsely.
Lucy hums in sympathy. “I know. Here let me get you some more medicine.” She gets up and heads toward the bathroom. She gets some NyQuil so he can at least sleep tonight. She gets him a glass of water and hands him the NyQuil.
“Take it.” She says soothingly. “You will be able to sleep tonight.”
He nods and swallows down the pill. “I can sleep here tonight.” He mutters. Lucy frowns at that statement.
“Um no.” She says defiantly. “You are sleeping with me.”
“But I’m sick.” He protests. “You don’t want a sick man in your bed.”
“Baby, even when you are sick I want you in my bed.” She says laughing a little. “Now c’mon let’s get ready for bed.”
“It’s early.” He says. “You need to eat.”
“Stop worrying about me. I will take care of myself later. Let’s take care of you first.”
She pulls him up and he stands a little wobbly. She leads him to the bedroom and tosses him clean pajamas.
“Put these on.” She commands him gently. “I’m going to strip the bed and put new sheets on it.”
Once that’s done, Tim goes in to brush his teeth and Lucy fixes his side of the bed to his preference. He comes out looking a little dazed but Lucy is right there to help him. She helps him into bed and kisses him on the forehead.
“Rest Tim.” She says. “I’ll be back in a little bit.” He nods. She’s not sure he even heard her because he’s already closing his eyes.
Lucy eats quickly and then gathers all the dirty laundry into a pile so she can do it later. By the time she has brushed her teeth, she’s tired.
She climbs into bed with Tim and hugs his back to her chest. He’s breathing softly and she knows he’s asleep. She kisses his shoulder and smiles. The thing is she doesn’t mind taking care of Tim. She wants to do it, and if she has the choice to do it for the rest of her life she will gladly accept it.
It’s becoming more and more clear that Tim is one hundred percent her forever.
I love you. She whispers into his shoulder, she knows he’s asleep and can’t hear her but says it again for good measure.
I love you.
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utterlyinevitable · 3 years
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♠: One character adjusting the other’s jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
You can pick which Ethan x MC. I’m down for both 💕
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Poco a Poco
Pairing: Ethan x F!MC (Odette Hall) Rating: Teen+ Summary: She accompanies him to an awards gala. It’s the first time they’re out in public together, and a certain doctor is appreciating the view. Trope: Fluff, Date, Gala; Protective; Pining
A/N: thanks Sara 💖
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She walked out like it was just a typical day; leaving the hospital behind like she was heading home, finally, hours after her scheduled shift had ended. 
Odette sauntered like there wasn’t anything different about today at all. Head held high, petite shoulders pushed back to elongate the column of her neck and highlight her impeccable posture. She moved effortlessly over the concrete as if each step were the intended note of tonight’s melody - Not like she was dressed in a form fitting evening gown, long platinum hair pulled back and cascading in a signature stylized-ponytail. Her trusty wool trench coat hiding much of the strapless bodice.
His black sedan sat idly at the curb awaiting her arrival. In the last two years Ethan has known her, he’s come to learn she was never late – always promptly two minutes early. Tonight he made sure he was five – didn’t want her waiting at the curb in the cold, he told himself as he tried to pass the excruciatingly long three minutes.
Odette’s doing him a favor tonight. She’s accompanying him to this incessant function where he’s being honored for his work with the W.H.O. earlier that year. Ethan simply couldn’t brush it off, and he certainly couldn’t bear even the thought of being alone at such an event full of self-righteous asshats. So, he asked her to join him - to “lessen the torture” - with a promise of introducing her to key individuals in their field. Odette accepted, quite happily - the timid look on his face as he asked was convincing enough.
It’s not like this is the first time they’ve dressed up to go somewhere together. They’ve been having these kinds of evenings more and more it seems. But this is the first time the new friends would be seen together by someone other than the waitstaff at the Boston Opera.
Ethan’s eyes lingered on her in the rearview mirror. His heart began beating just a bit faster as it always does when she’s near. He couldn’t look away if he tried - frankly he didn’t even bother to try.
She doesn’t look much different than when he saw her an hour earlier - isn’t wearing anything out of the ordinary for nights like these as far as he can tell in the dimming street lighting. Yet she still has the power to render him incapacitated, utterly speechless by her grace alone. And from the safety of his car Ethan doesn’t feel quite as bad for appreciating her form.
He came to his full senses when the tune of her heels became louder and his throat drier. 
His deft fingers clicked unlock just as she reached to open the passenger-side door.
“Hey! Didn’t keep you waiting, did I?” Her voice so chipper as she settled into the leather seat.
If Ethan Ramsey could form a coherent thought he would have made a comment about how anyone could share the same verity for life after working since dawn and then being forced to dress in a locker room for this pointless affair.
Instead he took in a cleansing breath tainted by her delirium-inducing perfume. Ignored the alluring state of her by fixing his stare on the shallow crease of her forehead. Exhaled. And said,
“No. I’d say we were perfectly timed.”
His azure eyes traveled down to hers - deep emerald enhanced by the dark fabrics she chose to wear - on their own accord. The faintest of smiles tugged at the corners of his mouth.
She smiled right back, “Great.”
With the slightest stammer even he wasn’t aware of, Ethan started the car.
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At the venue Ethan and Odette hadn’t taken more than two steps from handing keys over to the valet when —
“Ethan!” a voice boomed through the crowd.
Ethan groaned deep and afflicted at the sound, his eyes searching the scene crazily before realizing that there wasn’t enough time to grab Ode’s hand and flee. He chanced a glance to the woman close by his side, already smiling warmly, welcoming the stranger like only someone like she could.
“Enrich,” Ethan replied, not bothering to hide even an ounce of distain on his tone.
The slyly confident man clapped Ethan on the shoulder without regard for personal space, “How’s the guest of honor?”  
“I am not the only one,” Ethan all but growled. The muscles in his face working hard to keep impassive - small fibers of his being not wanting to tarnish the evening so early with a sour attitude. He owed it to her to at least be civil.
“There’s an entire team of physicians being recognized this evening.”
“Alright,” Enrich chortled, more for show than as a reaction. He nodded just once, removing his hand from Ethan’s shoulder. “The only one that matters.”
Enrich’s tight smile accompanied the silence hanging between the men. A silence long enough for Enrich to take a gander towards the vision to Ethan’s left.
His hungry grey eyes took a long look at Odette. Two excruciating seconds too long without saying a single thing. His gaze moving from her face to her chest to the hem of her dress. And as they made their way back up her curves to settle on the dip of her necklace, Ethan placed his hand on the small of Odette’s back. As if the small movement could shield her from the man’s predatory intentions.
Enrich caught the movement, darkened eyes darting back to the honorable man before him. The two dignitaries held a wordless conversation. A silent showdown.
Enrich straightened his back, rose an eyebrow and was the last one to speak;
“Have a lovely evening,” Before turning on the heels of his pristine oxfords and into the sway, calling out another’s name.
Ethan was silently fuming, ears reddening and jaw rigid as he watched Enrich walk away with that detestable swagger. Pads of his fingers adding a slight pressure to her back as he fights to keep shreds of his composure.
Ode felt the change in mood. Her natural instinct moving to break his line of sight. Standing closely in front of him, closer than two colleagues ought in a bubble all their own, her dainty fingers went to wrap around the gold silk of his tie. She fiddled with the windsor knot, pretending to adjust it. Her movements tactical and enough for Ethan to begin to become more aware of her presence than the hatred he has for Enrich Valentine.
Immediately his jaw loosened and his shoulders fell into contentment.
“Breathe.” The word was a commanding whisper meant solely for him.
When his darkened eyes met hers all Ethan found is a quizzical expression held in the dip of her dainty brows and in the flecks of gold of her irises that match the autumnal sunset behind him.
He’s looking at her and she’s still so damn radiant. Gorgeous and amazing and not a single emotion pointing to what’s just transpired. Ethan can’t tell if she realized she was just being objectified by the worst kind of man, and if she knows then why is she still smiling. Why is she pretending like what’s just happened was nothing? There’s so much more Ethan Ramsey craves to learn about Odette Hall.
She gently squeezes his bicep bringing him down from whatever cloud he was on.
“Ready?”
He let out a breath and nodded once.
She smiled privately and took Ethan’s offered arm. He tucks her ringless fingers into the crook, and they descended into one of the many nights like these they will share.  
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a-crepusculo · 2 years
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Happy Birthday, Marchia 💕
I hope my sweet bean is having the best day ever with her super hot husband! And because I love her and you so much, I made you a thing. Two things actually
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Love you, Mia! Thanks for creating such a wonderful mc
AJSBSKSHSJ SARA!!! 🥹🥹🥹
I’ve said this before but I’m screaming, crying, throwing up because you made this for my baby’s birthday and I’m so grateful!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭🤍 THAT FREAKING EDIT SJHAHSHSJSHSHSH my babies on their wedding day looking so effin gooooood. Forever staring at them okay 🤩
Thank YOU, my darling Sara, for this wonderful gift. Your amazing and beautiful talent is one of the things that inspired many MCs (including mine!), and I’m so happy to call you my friend. Love you so much, dearest Sara!!! 🤍🥰
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theflyindutchwoman · 8 months
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Seeing all of your chenford ILY thoughts has been awesome! Thanks for sharing. I feel like either one saying it first is fine by me, but I really want it to be a joyful moment, and not out of death scares and whumps. A quiet homecoming sounds sweet, too.
Thank you! And thanks to @thesassywitchofthenortheast and the previous anons for asking the question in the first place and to everyone who shared their thoughts ღ
That is pretty much how I feel as well… I don't really mind who says ILY first despite my preferences, but I'm a bit more picky on the general vibe and tone of the moment. Like you, I would prefer a soft or joyful scene. I enjoy angst and all, but not for this. I want them to say it because they want to, not because the circumstances dictate it. Saying ILY for the first time is something extremely special. So I'd rather they have a good memory of this and not have it tainted by a death scare. But that's just my preference. Most of all, I'm simply hoping that the writers don't skip over that milestone…
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