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luveline · 1 year

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extremely random thought for shy friday: r works up the courage and bakes steve some kind of baked good. little do they know it’s with the one ingredient steve absolutely HATES (idk man like grapes or something) and he feels bad so he doesn’t tell them and eats it until dustin or someone walks in and is like 🤨🤨🤨 ur eating that???

thank you for your request! steve x shy!reader

Steve knows that while you may not seem nervous on the surface, you're a shy girl. You're always overthinking things, always watching people out of the corner of your eye so you can respond to their behaviour. You minimise yourself.

It's why he can't tell you he doesn't like raisins. You've made him something, expressed your creativity, your passion, and your feelings (he thinks) through baked goods. Steve's sure your German apple strudel would be delicious if he could stand raisins. He does a great approximation of a smile as he eats one.

"You like it?" you ask hopefully.

"Who doesn't?" he asks, clumsily avoiding the question. "Everybody likes strudel. Thanks, Germany."

Your smile cleaves him open. It's a mixture of incredible sweetness in line with your proferred treats, a hint of bashfulness he adores, and your usual go-to grin. It's familiar and new at once, and Steve wants to take a photo.

"I promised some to your friend," you say, closing the lid of the tuppperware you'd brought with you, "but what he doesn't take you can have. I kind of made them for you, anyways."

Steve melts. He's cool and sophisticated, obviously, but his stomach goes molten at the idea that someone would care about him enough to make him food from scratch without his having to ask, and that someone being you makes it all the more warming. He feels like jelly.

He's slow on the upkeep, and doesn't know who you mean until Dustin and co. are peddling up to the bench you're sitting at full pelt. Steve curses under his breath as they come to a slow, and Dustin's eyes hone in on your box.

"You have the goods?" he asks, like this is some box office drug deal, and not like he's interrupting your almost-date.

You shake your box gently. Lucas and Will share an enthusiastic, "Nice!"

Mike, less prone to distractions that aren't his girlfriend, nods at Steve's hand. He's frowning. "What are you doing?"

Four sets of eyes move between Mike's stare and Steve's hand like spectators at a tennis match. Steve can't tell him to cut it out while you're looking, so he polishes off the apple strudel, feels sick at the wrinkly, gelatinous texture of the raisins as they go down, and glares at the kids full force. "What, you're so greedy you need them all?"

"You don't like raisins," Mike says.

Dustin blinks at him. "You actually ate one of those?" He shifts on his bike, foot on the ground so he doesn't fall. "You said raisins are the evil cousin of a chocolate chip."

Steve doesn't know what's worse, the embarrassment of being caught red-handed or your tiny pout.

"Sorry," he says to you quickly, uncool, so uncool, "I mean. No, I don't like raisins. But they were still good!"

You're expressionless despite his insistence. "It's okay," you say, and there, a twitch to your brow he actually understands for once. You're amused.

You dole sweet treats out to the boys and they bike off calling thank yous and giggling like idiots at the mess they've made, no doubt. You smile down into your almost empty box, one remaining strudel with nowhere to go.

"Steve," you murmur, sounding pleased, "why didn't you say something?"

He hooks his elbow over the back of the bench. "And tell you to your face I don't like what you made for me? I know I fell off the wagon, but I'm not hopeless. You don't do that to girls."

"Well. Next time, you should. Is there anything else you don't, uh, don't like?" Steve can't hide his surprise. You drop your gaze to your lap. "You know, so I can make you something else?"

"You want to?"

You rub your thumb against the opposite index finger. You can't meet his eyes, but Steve knows you're alright.

"Yeah, I'd love to make you something you'll actually enjoy. Was kinda the whole point."

Steve places his hands between yours where they worry in your lap, dipping his head to the side hoping it'll encourage you to look up. You do, and he can practically see the heat emanating from your face, even if there's no evidence of blush.

"Anything you make I'll like."

"So long as it doesn't have raisins," you say.

He squeezes your hand gently. "Exactly. And maybe not too much cinnamon. It makes me think about my great grandma's house. Which wouldn't matter, but she totally died choking on a snickerdoodle."

You laugh, and you clamp your free hand over your mouth.

"That's terrible," you say between your fingers.

He elbows you gently. "You laughed. Makes you the terrible one." He thinks about your offer, and how sweet you are, and how horribly he fucked it up by pretending to like something he didn't. "Thank you. For the thought."

You take your hand from your cheek and place it over his. It's practically aflame it's so hot, and your lips are worse when you dot forward to kiss him. You were likely aiming for his cheek, but he turned a little and it ended up a centimetre from his closed mouth.

You sit back sharply.

"You're welcome," you say, eyes widened.

"Thanks," he says again. He clears his throat.

He pretends not to notice how flustered you are from your almost kiss. Maybe he should poke a little fun at you, call you forward or eager or in a rush, but he doesn't.

He'd be a hypocrite to make fun of you, because Steve's flustered too. Your lips are the sweetest treat you could give.

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reidspharb · 10 months

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part two on the angst spencer reid (happy ending if u want) 🤞🤞

How You Get The Girl

*Part two to The moment I knew

Summary: After four days of no calls, Spencer tries his hardest to fix things with you

Word count: 1.14k

Warnings: angst, fluff, lead by pure vibes idk

Note: idk whats with me and writing at ungodly hours of the night but this one was written mostly at like 1am so any errors are due to sheer sleep deprivation! also thank you so much to anon who submitted this it was really nice to give this little story a happy ending :) also first anon ask super cool on enough of this now.

It had been 3 days 2 hours and 43 minutes since you had last spoken to Spencer. He knew because he couldn’t stop thinking about that short exchange, how you were so upset you didn’t even let him explain.

Spencer couldn’t stop staring at his phone, picking it up every few minutes, maybe I missed the notifications he told himself.

The truth was, he knew he fucked up and he knew he hurt you and missing that party was the worst decision he had made in a long time.

Thinking about you had consumed him so much that he found it hard to complete his work. He never used his phone at work, unless he needed to call someone for something work-related.

Of course, working with a group of profilers, people began to pick up this odd behaviour. The first to notice was his best friend JJ.

She immediately recognized his anxious demeanour, but she just didn’t know why. After a while, she ruled out problems with his mother, and that didn’t really leave many options.

Spencer didn’t have many friends - at least that they knew of- and most likely didn’t have a girlfriend either, so what was it?

JJ approached him after their round table meeting on a case just a few miles west of Quantico.

“Hey, Spence,” she sighed settling her hands on her hips.

“What’s up JJ?” He replied, obviously trying to act as normal and natural as possible, but it wasn’t really working.

“Nothing, I was just wondering how you’re doing,” Immediately Spencer blushed, obviously embarrassed that his co-workers were noticing his new habits “You just seem… off. Worried. Is everything alright?”

Spencer had tried to hide his shame but clearly, it wasn’t working and he just couldn’t keep it all contained anymore.

“No, I-“ he sighed and looked down at his feet, trying to decide what to say next. Jennifer didn’t even know about his girlfriend, how would she react knowing he hid that from her all this time and also did such a heartbreaking thing to an innocent girl.

He faked a laugh and a dull smile, “No, JJ everything’s fine! I've just been a little anxious because,” he swallowed and tried to come up with a lie as realistic and believable as possible, “I’ve just been awaiting an interview for this teaching job at Virginia Tech, and uh, they haven’t told me the date yet.” He said in a nonchalant tone, praying that JJ wouldn’t push harder.

She obviously knew he was lying, the guy was a genius but he wasn’t a very good liar. Even though she knew there was something deeper, she thought if he wanted her help, he would be honest.

“Oh, cool! I’m sure you’ll get that response soon.” She said cheerfully before walking away and clearing the conversation out of her brain.

After the fourth day had passed Spencer knew he had to do something to make this right, the regret had nearly swallowed him whole.

When he got off work, he drove over to the closet flower shop and purchased a rather large bouquet of your favourite flowers. He remembered when you told him that a bouquet of flowers was always the best apology.

To go along with your flowers, he purchased you a birthday card, to make up for missing the party. It was a rather cute thing, with a pop-up kitten inside, he knew you would love it even if you didn’t say it.

He scrawled a short birthday wish into the card before starting up his car and heading in the direction of your home.

As he drove towards your house in the darkness and rain he couldn’t help but worry about what would happen when he arrived. Would you be so angry you would throw it all in a puddle? Or would you welcome and forgive him and this would all be over. Of course, he hoped for the latter, but he would understand if you were upset by seeing his face again.

Once he had arrived, his heart raced as he stepped out of the car and headed towards the front door. When he walked up the stairs, already wet from the rain, he thought of the first time he ever strolled up those short steps and your first kiss standing right there in front of your front door.

He rapped on the door two times fast and two times slow, just like he always did. He could feel himself nearly shivering as his hands just about vibrated while he waited in that infinitely long moment for you to open the door.

He heard the chain on your door unlock and as the door swung open, he saw your face. Your tear-stained, puffy, red face. Seeing you like this almost brought tears to his own eyes.

The way you looked at him ate at him from the inside.

You sighed and looked him up and down, inspecting the flowers he was holding.

“Oh my god, Spencer. Are you insane?” You practically shrieked when you realized he was standing outside your door at 9 PM in the pouring rain.

“I know, I’m sorry. I should have called first before I just showed up, but I nearly lost my mind missing you.” He said truthfully. “I was just too afraid to see you and tell you that what I did was so fucking stupid and I just really h-“

Just like you had on the phone those few days ago, you cut him off, but instead of with a snarky remark, with a hug. You nearly jumped into his arms. You didn’t care if you got wet or if the flowers got ruined, you just wanted to feel him.

After the lengthy embrace, you let your boyfriend in. He gave you your flowers and your, now wet, card and made you both tea while you placed them in a large glass vase.

The two of you sat down on the couch and you let him explain this time, fully explain. You could feel his remorseful aura, and even though what he did sucked, you didn't care anymore, you were just so happy to have him with you.

After your long discussion, you ate leftover cake, then celebrated your birthday by binging your favourite tv shows and remembering old memories.

The following morning, Reid decided to move in with you, telling you he never wanted to be away from you at a time like that again. He hung up framed photos of you all over the house of kisses on cheeks and happy memories. He would remind you nearly every morning how much he loves what you have and wants you no matter what, for worse or for better, nearly like wedding vows.

And you can say proudly he never missed another birthday.

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bellewintersroe · 3 months

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enemies to lovers headcanons with nix, winters, speirs and liebgott pls 🥺? (love ur writing btw)

thank you!!!!!! I love this request omfg hehehe and I’m so excited to write it, I hope this does your idea justice 🥰🥰

Easy Boys x Reader ~ Enemies to Lovers.

Ron Speirs:

I wrote something here but I accidentally deleted it and now I can’t remember but oh well. I think something along the lines of the fact he’s superrrr intimidating to you at first.

lets say you’re a pretty friendly person, you’d think he was super standoffish and maybe a bit arrogant? Idk it’s a weird take but let’s go with it.

anyway you don’t really talk, but when Ron starts to notice you more often (he always notices you the whole time) he can tell you don’t like him or something.

idk but one day when he’s just like oddly nice to you, like overly nice you suddenly feel bad and after months (or years) of avoiding the man you feel a pang of guilt.

he’d probs offer you some cigarettes or his coat or something whilst it’s raining in Germany.

the small gestures when Ron is finally relaxing towards the end of the war become more common and you decide you actually never hated him at all, you just completely misread him.

lets be honest you’re probs still intimidated asf by him, like the first time you two are walking alone just one on one it’s nerve wracking.

hes a lot more gentle? And soft spoken that you ever realised, like you’re just discussing something and you’re actually taken a back at how nice his voice is? That sounds odd, but then you look up to him and you kinda share a smile and that’s the exact moment when you can pin point the feelings between you both.

“you know I used to be scared of you.” You’d admit to him after a night of drinking in the eagles nest.

ron would just smile and legit just KISS YOU?!?

“uh did you mean to do that?”

“yeah…. Did you not… like it?”

you’re kissing again and suddenly the idea of somewhat disliking each other seems so stupid, Ron was there the whole time, yet only now did your relationship blossom into something so sweet and beautiful.

Joe Liebgott:

The most PERFECT example of enemies to lovers ever fr.

like you thing he’s smug and arrogant and he likes to tease you, like he says ur hot when your angry but then you snap back and he thinks ur a bitch and then the two of you avoid one another like the plague.

if you’re all sat in the same group you can guarantee he’ll throw some snarky comment your way and you’d hit one right back at him.

“Drop the attitude doll, just cos you’re hot.”

Backhanded compliments? Sometimes they’re kinda confusing but they’re reoccurring from entering Europe, it’s like Joe can’t actually be mean?

idk but you two will bicker and even when the feelings of hatred and despair begin to fizzle ever so slightly you still keep up to the image of disliking one another.

“I hate you.” But side eyes to watch the other persons response u know??

the thing is, you match each others personalities perfectly. Like you’re both feisty asf.

it’s one day that you’re a little downbeat and Joe decides he wants to make a snarky comment to you (to get your attention/ watch your reaction) that his heart legit drops out his asshole when he sees you cry.

like he actually make you cry. Fuck! It’s gone way too far and some of the boys are like; “oh way’da go, liebgott!”

He feels super, super bad, but just thinks you fully despise him now so he avoids apologising to you. In reality you’re more upset because something clicks that you don’t hate him, at all- so when he made a comment on a particularly rough day it bothers you in a different way than usual.

Has it clicked that the two of you like each other yet?? Idk idk.

anyway I can imagine one day Cobb makes some rude ass comment to you, and just as you’re about to open your mouth to spit something back at him, Liebgott interjects, feeling some form of anger like no other.

“Hey, watch your fuckin’ mouth, Cobb. Why don’t ya back the fuck off?”

it catches you both off guard like uhhhh- do you acknowledge that Liebgott just publicly defended you?? It shut Cobb up, so when Joe is satisfied and a little nervous with his work, he leaves.

idk I just feel like it would make you wanna chase after him and when you thank him he’s super relaxed and just… open?? Finally, there’s no facade that the two of you dislike each other, not remotely.

the conversations start up properly, like for some reason Joe would be nervous around you, he’d be so calm and speak so softly you’d tease him like is that the same person?!?

teasing each other like crazy becomes more of a playful/ flirtatious thing and neither of you can deny it.

“you know doll, maybe you never considered the fact you’ve actually been in love with me this whole time.”

“maybe I have.” “What??” “What?!”

let’s just say the feisty nature between the two of you is shifted into the bedroom… maybe all the tension of ‘hating’ one another paid off?

Lewis Nixon:

Honestly I’m struggling to think of scenarios for Lewis and Dick because they’re you’re superiors, like both of them are extremely respectful and professional men, I’m not quite sure how you’d end up becoming enemies?? For the sake of the fact it’s fiction, let’s just make something wild up.

so maybe bcs Lew is a big drinker and you’ve warned him time and time again to cut it out, you get so annoyed at him you just snap? Like you’re a little impatient with him, but he’s also not really giving you, the company nurse, but regard in return.

lewis would probs sign and roll his eyes and just walk away and it’s kinda awkward asf, and let’s say you’re shy, you just kinda avoid him like crazy.

so there’s more of a tension between the two of you, like you sigh every time you see him with an alcohol bottle, talking about his rich upbringing. Even tho Lew is extremely modest and doesn’t brag, maybe you just get the wrong end of the stick/ misunderstand? Idk people are complicated.

I feel like even tho it’s awkward you two would end up alone somehow? Like you’re stood waiting and you’re kinda forced to talk.

“Look I know you hate me and all-”

“I don't hate you, Captain Nixon.”

The interactions kinda pick up after he’s divorced, like you end up helping him with an injury he gained after a night of boozing. You don’t lecture him but you’re a lot more patient and understanding.

and uhhhh this does something to him. Like he’s confused, whys he feeling all these feelings towards a lady he’s barely interacted with?

oooo one day the tension between you guys would become too much and he’d kiss you and you’re both like wtfff- but it feels so good and so right so you just continue.

You two become masters of having a secret relationship and when the others find out it’s super unexpected and everybody’s a little baffled cos they figured the two of you hated one another??

It makes a good story to tell the grandkids, let me tell you that.

Dick Winters:

Ummmm this guy, yeah I’ve struggled to think of a scenario where he’d ever be anybody’s enemy (apart from the Germans obvs). But personally, he’s too respected, too calm and gentlemen like for you to be his enemy.

in this case maybe it’s more of a ‘we once had a thing but he stopped it and now I'm upset at him’.

like before you get serious, Dick has to stop the relationship because he knows it interferes with fraternising rules. Working together and being in a relationship would never ever ever work. The army forbids it.

it sucks and because he’s such a nice guy that sucks even more, like you can’t even look at him without wanting to cry, so you just completely blank him and try to push him away as far as humanely possible. Considering the circumstances you’re under, this isn’t very easy, nor is it very achievable.

dick always keeps an eye out for you, even though you don’t notice, he’s always asking others if you’re okay and if you’re taking care of yourself.

ofc there’s bigger things to worry about than your relationship ending, so the two of you would probably end up being completely professional with any interactions you have.

ouch it hurts both of you, but neither of you know it’s a mutual feeling? The longing for one another is so painful considering Dick thinks you hate his guts.

after the war is over and you leave the army, only then does Dick call you up one day and tells you everything.

like he wastes no time, trust me, and you’re in complete shock, because this man who became a total stranger to you is practically telling you he loves you?!??

ugh ofc you feel the same and the relationship back to lovers kinda begins to there.

But fr Dick Winters ending a relationship with you is legit your arc to become a villian- it’s no surprise you go a little crazy when he had to end things.

all you can say now is how glad you are things actually worked between you both, and be enthralled by the fact Dick practically waited for you the whole 3 years he knows you.

#band of brothers headcanons #band of brothers x reader #ron speirs x reader #joe liebgott x reader #lewis nixon x reader #dick winters x reader

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cherrycherryking · 1 year

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Wally x gardener puppet? Idk the concept to me seems cute,,,,

the concept is SO cute!! I know it was just supossed to be wally x reader but i looove concepts for welcom home characters!! like, how would you interact with the neighboorhood? what stuff would you teach?

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wally darling x gen!reader (platonic or romantic!) + drawings

Gardener Puppet Reader

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✧You're a puppet like Wally or Julie! Your little house is mostly took over by the garden behind it, and most of your segments take place in your work table.

✧You talk about...well, plants! Easy ways to start kids on gardening with plants like beans or herbs. Your segments crossover to recycling and all things around taking care of the planet.

✧For this reasons you would often appear with Frank when it got to talking about insects or more technicalities about plants like bees or their life cycle! With arts and crafts to reuse trash Julie and Wally would accompany you :)

✧When not in your house you could be seen taking care of the flowers around the neighborhood, stocking food on Howdy's store or bringing fresh produce for Poppy's baking segments!

✧Look!! Its You!!! (or just an outfit idea)

✧Only gray so you can decide the color palette. I also thought it would be funny for you to be a scarecrow but that i leave up to you.

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✧As said before, Wally would appear in your segments about recycled projects

✧I like to think that Wally is really good at all types of paintings but not so much with arts and crafts.

✧Everytime hes your co-host the camera will be looking at you doing an explanation of the steps, cut to wally and:

✧Home has pretty white flowers outside, so you take care of them :) A good couple of episodes start with Wally looking out the windows or getting out of Home and saying finding you there!!

✧One day you decided to gift your friends some pretty plants, and for Wally you decided on an Aloe.

✧He's so so happy with the gift!! He promises to take good care of it.

✧It was nothing really, Wally has always been a dear person to you. He was so calm and smooth and charming that you couldn't help but want to hang around him all of the time.

✧And it seemed he thought the same about you,

✧Your patience with his mess ups, your sweet words of encouragement, the care you took of Home so its flowers and bushes were always healthy made his heart melt!

✧That's why he looked so sad when you opened the door after you heard his knocking.

✧"I am so sorry y/n, the plant you gifted me died :("

✧He kept apologizing but you stopped him, telling Wally it was okay! It wasn't yours but his, and you didnt felt angry or anything.

✧"Aren't you mad at me?" "No, of course not! If anything, i'm more curious about how it got like that..."

✧You gave Wally an Aloe plant on purpose. He was a little uhhhh lost some times! head empty, so you choose a plant that would do just fine with little care.

✧But it seem he took too much care of the Aloe. It got like this thanks to overwatering.

"Its okay" you told him, holding his face on your hands. "You just worried too much for the little guy."

"Oh- haha, I ruined because I overdid it?"

"C'mon! You didn't ruined it. Lets go to the back, i'm pretty sure we can still save the aloe. This time i'm going to give you a better guide to take care of it."

His gaze softened, leaning his head to one of your hands. "That sounds nice..."

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can you tell how excited i got with this? can you tell?!?!?! it was so fun omg

PLEASE!! pleasepleaseplease send me more asks about ideas for you all self insert! tell me if you want a puppet or like a human costar like sesame street.

#if...if any of you draw your s/i with that outfit #i will be legally obligated to kiss you all over the face #ALSO!! +10 points to you if you identify the csm reference!!!#silly guy that gets so obsessed w something he overdoes it #wally wally blood and dolly <3 #welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home puppet show #welcome home wally #wally darling #wally darling x reader #request #my art

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arkiliastuff · 7 months

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The Angel of Music - Part One

Ricky Olson x Female Reader

N/A : So this is one is (probably) going to be a very long fanfic that I will do in several parts. I got this idea on my mind one day, I felt very inspired about it, and thought it would fit into Ricky's vibe somehow (jhfkjdfdh). I'm very excited to share this one. I had much more fun and felt more comfortable by writting in this format, so I'm certainly going to keep it :D

Warnings : Some fluff and angst. Romantic tension (idk how to call it)

Next PART TWO | PART THREE

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It was the end of September. Autumn leaves falling from the trees in your city, with the air getting colder and rainy. Because of the cool breeze, you tried to cover up your nose and neck with your scarf. Walking in this weather didn’t bother you though, since you liked it. But you didn’t want to get sick. Your voice and throat were very important for your job as an opera singer.

And today was another day of rehearsal at the opera. So you woke up early this morning to enjoy the drizzle. You weren’t freaked out walking there alone. You liked that spooky atmosphere. Usually you didn’t go to the opera this early. You preferred going there when the evening came and going back to your home when it was pitch black.

Your coworkers were worried about you when you did that. So they convinced you to come earlier in the morning, so you could go back to your flat, safely. Even though they did ask you if you wanted them to accompany you or drive you back home, you always declined, enjoying being alone.

You didn’t want them to tag along because your introverted and anxious ass was too scared to ask them or even bother them with your problems. Plus you didn’t even know if you could trust them. So you made up an excuse : being alone was easier for you to be aware of your surroundings. It made you look paranoid sometimes but you were always cautious, giving a dead look to the people glancing at you.

And so your coworkers started to call you the “Lone Wolf”. You didn’t care about the nickname, if they were mocking you by saying it, you were more appreciating it. It made you look cool and mysterious.

You finally managed to arrive at the opera, easily and safely. When you saw the security guard waving at you to welcome you, you nodded your head as a salutation.

“Good morning, miss” He said to you politely.

“Good morning Alfred” You replied “ Are the others here ?”

“Hmm.. It seems you are the first of your singer co-workers who have arrived. But you’re the second to be early at the opera this time”.

“Oh ? A rival ? That’s interesting. Who is it ?”

“A musician from a metal band called Motionless in White. He asked me if he could train himself at the opera today. I said it was open for few hours before your group arrived, miss”

Motionless in White ?! Your heart skipped a beat. You’ve heard this band’s name before. It was one of your favorites you listened to during your youth. You were such a hard fan of their music.

Thank you for letting me know, Alfred. Well, I better go and start to warm up my voice. Have a nice day”

He replied to you very respectfully, letting you enter the opera. Alfred wasn’t the real security guard’s name. It was actually you who gave this nickname to him, since you were always struggling at remembering names. And the first time you saw the security guard, so respectful and polite, it reminded you of the butler in Batman’s comic books. You couldn’t help yourself but letting out your thoughts at that moment. Surprisingly, he took this nickname very well and didn’t get upset about it. He was even playing along with you. Since that day you kept calling him Alfred.

He was the rarest human being you tolerated in this job. To you, your coworkers were too much and were making you uncomfortable, with their hypocritical behavior, by asking questions about you, pretending they cared. They always ended up socializing between them, anyway. So you tried to avoid them as much as possible, barely talking to them.

You were so lost in your thoughts, you didn’t realize you were already in front of your dressing room. You unlocked the door with your keys, but before entering, you noticed, in the corner of your eyes, something shiny on the floor. You crouched, looking closer. It was a black metallic key attached to a string. A necklace ? Someone probably lost it. You picked up the key, keeping it in your jeans pocket until you find their owner. And, in case you couldn’t find the owner, you could give it to the lost items office, which was also Alfred’s responsability.

Once you changed your casual outfit to your scene one, a white shirt with black pants, you locked up your dressing room and headed to the main stage, with your music sheet in one hand. As you got closer to the main stage door, you heard a melody. A guitar sound.

And then, a voice. A beautiful voice. Almost divine. Someone was singing. You felt shivers running through your spine. It was so magnificent to your ears. But also it was very melancholic. As you were getting few ideas about who this musician was, you finally decided to pull the door knob, getting in.

The stage was illuminated by the chandelier, just above. Though it wasn’t the only thing that was enlightening the room. As you went down the stairs, you saw a silhouette of a man, short dark haired, sitting on a chair, playing his guitar with an intense focus. He was wearing a lot of black clothes, a sleeveless jacket that was revealing his arms covered with tattoos. You noticed he had few of them on his neck as well. As you got closer, you realized who this musician was.

Short dark hair, pale skin, blue grayed eyes… It was Ricky Olson for sure. You’ve listened to the band's music for a long time and loved a huge majority of their songs. You loved the lead singer's voice, but the one who interested you more was Ricky. Each time you could hear his voice, in a Motionless song, you were excited. His voice was enchanting. You couldn’t stop listening to it. Plus his personality was so adorable you were melting every time you watched his numerous tour vlogs. Yeah you were an absolute Ricky’s fangirl.

Seeing him alone, in front of you, at the opera of your hometown, was making you crazy. The more you were getting closer to him, mesmerized by his voice and play, the more you could feel a heat wave overwhelming your body. Your heart was beating so fast in your chest, you thought you were having a heart attack. At this rate, you were convinced that even Ricky could hear your heart pounding so much.

As he heard your thoughts, he lifted up his head, looking in your direction while he stopped playing. The sudden silence in the room made you feel a pressure on your shoulders, like you were caught up on something. You felt the urgent need to explain yourself.

“Erm… Hello.. Sorry for interrupting you. I didn’t mean to. I’m actually an opera singer who practices here.” You muttered so awkwardly, choking on your words.

Ricky stared at you with his icy eyes, perhaps gauging you, as he let you talk. But, oh my God, even like this, you knew you could die happily. His gaze on you was so deep. It made your cheeks blush.

“An opera singer, huh ? I see.” He said abruptly, surprising you a bit.

Gosh, even his talking voice was so soothing and divine. His quiet tone didn’t help to calm down, though. It was the opposite.

“Don’t worry about interrupting me” He kept saying “I am the one who came here, in the first place. Pretty unusual for a metalhead, right ?” He chuckled softly.

You were about to pass out on every word this man was saying to you. It was very bad. You loved hearing him laugh quietly, already.

“It’s fine… The security guard told me about it. You can stay if you need to… So, hum.. you are ?”

“I’m Ricky Olson, from Motionless in White. You can call me Ricky”

“I’m Y/N” You said, your voice shivering. “Enchanted to meet you. I’m a fan of your band.”

He arched a brow, a bit stunned, but he kept his sweet smile to you.

“Well, thank you ! That’s very flattering coming from an opera singer. I wasn’t expecting that at all. What a pleasant surprise.”

A pleasant surprise, he said. He gave you an indirect compliment but still… It made you smile. He said you were pleasant… You threw away this random thought coming in your mind. Come on, it wasn’t the time to make weird scenarios.

“I've been a big fan of metal and metalcore music since my childhood. So that’s not new, for me. I guess you can’t judge a book by its cover” You tried to joke nervously.

Ricky giggled as an approval. Oh God, you loved hearing his sweet and quiet laugh. It was so cute.

“Plus, metal and opera singing have more in common to what we might think. And I want to combine these two different styles, if I get the chance to perform on my own.” You added, feeling more brave to talk, all of the sudden.

“Oh really ? Well, I can’t wait to see you perform one day.” He said, with a shy smile, and then looked at your sheet. “What were you rehearsing on ?”

You almost forgot your music sheet you were holding in your hand, too absorbed and excited by the conversation.

“Oh ! Erm… It’s a musical about the Phantom of the Opera.”

“I’ve heard about it” He said, his curiosity peaked. “I watched a movie about the musical. Very impressive. Who are you playing ?”

“The main protagonist girl, Christine.” You replied timidly. “ And I need to practice the part where she follows the Phantom in his cave, below the stage.”

“Can I see it ?” He asked so politely you felt your heart melt.

You lend him the paper, not daring to look directly at him or even touching his hand by accident, even if you wanted to. You didn’t want to make things awkward for him. He didn’t seem to notice your embarrassment as he was reading the script. Just a minute after, he lended you back your sheet, a serious or a poker-face look on his face.

“If you need a partner, I can be the Phantom for your rehearsal. I have memorized his lines. They aren't that long. It’s to make it up to you for disturbing your workplace.” He said as he owed you something.

You felt your jaw drop. You didn’t even believe what you just heard. Ricky... offering his help to play the Phantom for you ?! He didn’t need to apologize or even to feel like he owed you. The opera was open to the musicians after all. You were too happy about his request. Even if it was for a few minutes long, you thought you were gonna pass out for the second time. Also you were very amazed by his photographic memory to remember lines in such a short time.

“Well, you don’t owe me anything. Don’t worry about it. But, if you don’t mind, it would be an honor for me to rehearse with you” You cleared your throat.

You saw him smile, again, looking down on his shoes awkwardly. Then, he removed his guitar and chair away, trying to get some space. It was so thoughtful and adorable of him. Did his cheeks get pink colored just now..?

You turned your back on him, slapping your cheeks to get your focusing back. You did a few voice warm ups, before getting into your character. The kind, innocent and beautiful Christine. Your complete opposite.

You didn’t even remember how your coworkers and manager agreed to give you such an important role. They were always saying your voice was fitting her. You weren’t sure if they were mocking you or not about it. Either way, you didn’t like that role. It was putting you out of your comfort zone, making you more vulnerable than you already were.

But strangely, in front of Ricky, you didn’t mind being vulnerable. You barely met him, for real, only for ten minutes, and yet it felt like you knew each other for ages. His presence was making you feel more at ease. Almost reassuring.

Once you were ready, you shifted to face him, waving your arms with grace as you were dancing.

“In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came. That voice which calls me, and speaks my name.”

You spined on your feet, slowly getting closer to him while keeping singing.

“And do I dream again. For now, I found The Phantom of the Opera is there… Inside my mind.”

You paused, remembering the piano notes playing while you danced quietly. Then it was Ricky’s turn. He took a step forward to you and reached a hand in your direction, like a gentleman. You could tell something has changed in his temper. As if his aura was getting more mysterious and sinister.

“Sing once again with me, our strange duet. My power over you grows stronger yet. And though you turn from me, in glance behind. The Phantom of the Opera is there… Inside your mind.”

Oh God, you were having goosebumps when you heard him sing so low, and yet, so divine. He was so elegant by singing these lines. He was charming and elegant all the time, but this… This was different. Both of you were getting closer to each other, each time you were singing. Your turn came again.

“Those who have seen your face, draw back in fear. I am the mask you wear...”

“It’s me they hear.”

Then the part where both of you were singing along came too.

“Your spirit and your voice, in one combined. The Phantom of the Opera is there…”

“...Inside my mind…”

“...Inside your mind.”

Ricky was getting closer to your face, gently putting a hand on your back as if you were dancing together. You didn’t push him away. You were too much focused on your role and on his. He glanced at you with his blue iced eyes which was making you melt even more inside.

“In all your fantasies, you always knew. That man and mystery…”

“... were both in you.” You finished.

This time felt like the two of you were talking directly to each other and not as your characters. At least, that’s how you felt. Both of you kept singing together, your voices harmonizing. You remembered the next coming verse was the one you were the most struggling with, while Ricky was making you spin gently on your heels.

“Sing for me, my Angel of Music.” He said.

“He’s there… The Phantom of the Opera.”

“Sing for me.”

As he said, you began to vocalize gradually, getting higher and higher.

“Sing, my Angel of Music.” Ricky ordered.

You obeyed, getting even more higher.

“Sing for me.” He repeated more deeply.

You did as he said, feeling your voice getting so high pitched, like an angel would’ve sounded. It was so graceful, you even surprised yourself by doing it. You didn’t think it was possible for you. Yet, you felt you were soon getting out of breath and tried to hold on for the last part.

“Sing for me !” He said louder.

And so you gave every breath you had left in your lungs. Pushing your voice to its limits. As you were screaming. Screaming for the Phantom in front of you.

You managed to hold ten seconds of the scream before stopping. Ricky looked at you with widened eyes, impressed and captivated by your performance. You were catching your breath as you saw his mouth moving, talking to you. But you didn’t hear what he said as he was interrupted by loud applause coming from the stands, which surprised you both.

“Bravo ! Bravo ! Absolutely stunning !”

You recognized the voice. It was your manager’s, ruining this beautiful moment you had with Ricky. You knew this wasn’t a good sign for you. You just hoped that eccentric man wasn’t going to drag Ricky too, in to whatever mess he was planning…

#motionless in white #ricky olson #ricky olson fanfic #miw fanfic #ricky horror olson #ricky horror #ricky olson x female reader #phantom of the opera like #some romance #some angst #some fluff #motionless in white fanfic #miw band #fanfiction

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aleksa-sims · 4 months

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RL Simself Story

Finally arrived at home after a long day at the hospital. N. & I had planned to see each other later, but we'll catch up on our date tomorrow. I was so tired... My family was exciting waiting for me at home. My Mom made dinner. She and Ana immediately wanted to see my Baby's first Ultrasound pic.

My Mom took my Baby's pic and hung it up on the wall next to Ana’s and my photo in a empty, nice frame, where Daniel's & my pic was before.😔 A nice gesture to show me, that she is happy about my Baby. Though the situation was still a bit tense. My Dad wasn’t upset or anything, but he usually didn’t say anything, when we talked about Nico's & my Baby. He was also happy for me, supported me and all this, but he was more reserved when it came to my pregnancy. He was worried about my Baby’s development & health due to the meds I was taking.🙁

After dinner I played with my cat. Ana & I constantly took pics of Lucky. He’s so cute, he really enjoed posing for us. Lucky loved it at my parent's place. He was so happy here. Meanwhile it became his new home.

I missed my room & my bed, while I was at my grandparents. Here it's just more comfortable for me. My bedding smelled wonderful. Soft & pleasantly fresh. Idk how my Mom does it, but she, her/our home and stuff, always smells perfect. I was even often asked at work by co-workers, who sat next to me in the office, what kind of nice smell this is on my clothes? Anyway! Even though I slept well, the next morning I didn't feel good.

I realized that I usually felt nauseous in the morning after waking up since I was pregnant. I had to eat something to get rid of my nausea. I just didn't know that yet at that time. My Mom heard me in the bathroom. I coughed and choked, my stomach was empty but my body still reflexively tried to throw up. Anyone who’s ever been pregnant knows what I mean. However, after I was.... done, I was totally exhausted but I felt a relief. As I washed my hands, my Mom came to me in the bathroom. She immediately started scrubbing the toilet.😅🤦‍♀️She's such a neat FREAK!

Me: Mom? What are you doing? I was just about to clean the toilet.

Mom: It's ok. You can take a shower so you will still have enough time for breakfast before going to work. I just wanna help you... I know how you feel rn. It's.... not fair.

Me: Not fair? What do you mean?

Mom: Well, having a child... Everything always stucks with us women. Pregnancy, delivery and even later. But you're not alone, A. Your Dad are there.

Me: I know. Thanks. But N. will help me too. He wants that.

Mom: Why isn’t he with you? He promised to be there for you. But to me it seems... Nico doesn’t add anything to all this. I mean... your Baby will need a room, a bed, a stroller and many other little things. Like I said, your Dad and I will handle all this. But I think Nico or his parents should add something too. They are doing a lot better financially than us, A. I hope you don’t get me wrong. I don’t want to argue with you or him. But you should tell his Mom. They need to know you’re pregnant. He will soon have to go abroad again. His parents should also help a bit.

Me: You're right! I'm gonna talk to him later. But about N. & me, you're wrong! It was my fault.

Mom: When he was sleeping with you, he didn’t mind you being married. Now that it’s getting serious, you’re pregnant, he suddenly got doubts?

Me: Yea, that's right. He'd say I failed him. He trusted me, but I hesitated with the divorce. You know?

Mom: Look, I’m staying out of your.... relationship. But some important details, you should make clear to him!... For Nico nothing has really changed. He will continue to play soccer, live abroad and you will be here alone with your child. Make sure he will support you financially! Tell his family, A.!

And again, my Mom was right! 🙁I'll be here alone. I have to sort all these things out with him. We don’t have much time left. Only 2 months! In September he has to go back abroad.

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #rl story #myrlgameplay #cw pregnancy

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gunilslaugh · 11 months

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I just want you to know that I absolutely everything you write! Would it be possible to request a "strangers to lovers" with Jungsu? Where there is a new receptionist at the jyp building? Idk this thought just came to me....

Thank you so much! This is a very interesting thought and I had fun writing it.

Kim Jungsu

Summary: You just got a new job as a receptionist at JYPE and falling in love was definitely not in your job description.

WC:~1.4k

Warning:grammar

photo not mine credits to owner.

It was your first day of work at your new job as a receptionist for JYP Entertainment. You were a bit nervous. You’ve been working as a receptionist for a few years now, but not for a company as big on the scale that JYPE was. Nonetheless keeping composure was a part of a receptionist job, so you tossed your nerves aside as you entered the grand building. You walked up to the front desk and introduced yourself to the person behind it.

“Hello I’m y/n, the new receptionist,” you presented yourself.

“Yes, hello I’ve been told you were coming today. Come right this way I’ll show you the ropes,” they welcomed you with a warm smile

At the end of your tour you received your company ID badge. Thus began your new journey working for JYPE. Your co-workers, at least the ones you met so far, all seemed nice. They welcomed you kindly and reassured you that if you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask them. Thankfully your first day of work went without a hitch.

It’s now been two weeks since you started your new receptionist job. You’re finally familiarized yourself with the layout of the building that almost seemed like a labyrinth the first few days of work.

Presently you were in the elevator carrying two boxes with important files in them. Frankly they were starting to feel a bit heavy, but it was fine. You could do it, you mentally told yourself. You heard the ding of the elevator followed by the sound of the door opening, but when you peered around the boxes you noticed that you weren’t on your needed floor yet. Meaning that someone else must’ve entered.

“Hello,” they greeted you.

“Hello,” you greeted back politely.

“Let me help you,” they told you, taking the top box from your arms.

“No, it’s ok I can handle them,” you said, but secretly your arms were thanking him for relieving some weight from them.

“Nonsense I insist. I’m Jungsu from Xdinary Heroes,” he introduced himself. You recognized him of course, the second you saw who entered the elevator, it was a part of your job to know the artist.

“I’m y/n the new receptionist,” you introduced yourself to him.

“I know, I’ve seen you working in the lobby,” he stated. The elevator dinged again, this time arriving at your needed floor.

“This is me,” you say, expecting him to give the box back to you. Instead he walks out with you carrying the box for you to the room where you were heading.

“Thank you,” you told him after he set the box down on the table.

“No problem, I’ll see you around,” he said as he left the room. Jungsu is nice, you concluded after your elevator ride with him.

From then on Jungsu would greet you wherever he first entered the building. A bright smile on his face while he told you to have a good day. You found that you felt a little bit sad on days that he didn’t come in. Feeling like a part of your day was incomplete without his morning greeting. It leads you to start and question your feelings for Jungsu. Were you starting to fall for him? Falling for an artist at the company was definitely not in your job description, it never stated that you couldn’t either though.

Today Jungsu’s greeting was slightly different. He brought you a coffee with him.

“There was a two for one,” he explained as he handed the warm cup into your hands.

“Thank you,” you thanked him, taking a sip from the cup. Jungsu still remained by your desk, causing you to ask him. “Did you need something?”

“I was just wondering if you wanted to grab lunch together today?” He asked shyly, looking at his feet to hide the blush that emerged on his face.

“I’d really like that. My break is at one o’clock,” you tell him. A matching blush now making its way onto your cheeks.

“Great! I’ll meet you here,” he said excitedly, bringing a smile to your face at how joyfilled he was.

“Looking forward to it,” you told him. Your lunch break couldn’t come fast enough. You kept eagerly checking the time, counting down the minutes till you would meet Jungsu. The eagerness that you were feeling definitely confirmed that you had developed a crush on Jungsu. Although how could you not have fallen for someone as kind as him. Whose eyes shined like stars. The fact that he greeted you so happily everyday that he saw you, despite the actuality that you could tell some days he was exhausted.

Finally after what felt like an eternity the clock struck one. It was time for your long awaited lunch break. Just as Jungsu said he would, he meets you in front of your desk.

“Ready?” he asks.

“Yes,” you responded. Then walking around your desk to stand by his side. “Where do you wanna go?” you question.

“I know a good sandwich shop nearby,” he suggested.

“Sounds good, let’s go,” you say, beginning to walk towards the doors.

The two of you walked to the sandwich shop, having casual small talk along the way. He told what he was working on for Xdinary Heroes. You then told him that your receptionist work was much more boring compared to what he was doing, yet he persisted that you tell him about it. Saying that behind the scene, or people at the front desk, are a part of what makes artist jobs possible.

Once you guys arrived at the sandwich shop you placed your orders. After they were ready you proceeded to the sitting area. The pair of you sat down at a table next to a window. Eating your food and continuing to talk about work life and personal life. Finding out each other's hobbies, likes and dislikes. You somehow even ended up telling him about some embarrassing story from your childhood. You could fall for him deeper when he told you a just as embarrassing story back. Your lunch break was ending soon, so you made your way back to the JYPE building. Jungsu walked you all the way back to your desk before parting from you.

The next day you and Jungsu went out to lunch again and for the rest of the week. It seemed like lunch dates with Jungsu were becoming a new daily thing, along with his morning greetings. You looked forward to both just the same. However you were starting to question exactly what you and Jungsu were. You went out on lunch dates, but could you really call them dates? You were definitely in friend territory, having exchanged numbers and talking somewhat frequently. Were you slightly past friend territory though? You knew for a fact that your feelings for him were, but were his too? Him being an idol certainly didn’t help him when it came to dating. Maybe that’s where the problem was.

This routine of yours carried on for a while. Morning greetings, lunch dates, texting. That was until one day when Jungsu waited for you to get off from work. He told you there was something that he wanted to talk to you about. Here you are now, standing in the parking lot next to your car.

“You had something that you wanted to tell me?” You spoke.

“Yes,” he paused for a moment. Seemingly like he was trying to put his thoughts together. “I really like you y/n. I thought you were cute the first day I saw you working as our new receptionist. The day I helped you in the elevator just made me like you more and spending all this time together has only made me fall deeper. What I’m saying is I like you and I want to turn our lunch dates into actual dates,” he confesses.

“Jungsu, I like you too. I have for a while now actually. Your morning greetings and our lunch dates are my favorite times of the day,” you confess back. The two of you share a quick hug in celebration of your new relationship.

“So,same time tomorrow?” he questions referring to your usual lunch dates.

“It’s a date,” you smiled at him.

#xdh imagines #xdh x reader #xdinary heroes #xdh #xdinary heroes imagines #xdinary heroes x reader #xh jungsu #jungsu x reader #kim jungsu

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ashes-writing · 1 year

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rain ● t. speedle

warnings

none... unless you just hate the idea of co-workers dating, mutual crushes and a ride on a motorcycle. oh yeah yeah.. female reader warning for those who don't want to see that.

(( repost from @snarkwrites ))

word count

idk idk.. maybe 1k?

summary

tim speedle gives you a lift home from work when it's noticed that you have a flat tire and you'd be stranded otherwise. this ride turns into a cute lil first date scenario. sequel is ( kiss ) if you're wanting more.

taglist

-- if you were following my old blog and you've already seen this, please disregard.

@beardedbarba

@calmcoast

@justmeandanoverdrive

@uncrownedmox

other links

masterlist | tim's masterlist | about + rules

He clears his throat and you swallow hard, glaring at him in frustration as you find yourself a little irritated. More than a little annoyed because you’d been caught staring yet again. And daydreaming about how it would feel if Tim Speedle were buried inside of you like he was in the dream you had last night and didn’t want to wake up from.

The dream that made you late for work and lingered for nearly all of the workday, making it mission impossible to focus on even the simplest tasks for the most part.

“I asked you if you’re going to ride home with me or Wolfe. Your car’s not goin’ anywhere tonight.. Not with that blown tire and this rain.” Tim nods to the flat tire on the back of your car and glances at you firmly, his arms fold over his chest as he waits on an answer.

All you can think of right now is the way his hands felt all over you in your own private fantasies. How you’d give anything to know if your fantasy is even close to reality. And the sinking feeling that you’ll never know because all outward appearances seem to indicate that Tim Speedle doesn’t really like you all that much.

You bite your lip and you glance from Ryan Wolfe to Tim Speedle.

“Uh..” you’re faltering, it’s almost as if your brain is buffering and just the thought makes you frustrated at yourself all over again. This wouldn’t be a hard question, you find yourself thinking, if I didn’t have such a massive crush on you, Tim, and you didn’t seem annoyed by the mere presence of me.

“It’s not a hard question, doll.” Tim is teasing. There’s this look in his eyes as they settle on you and you swallow hard. You’re a little more than half tempted to say you’ll ride with Ryan just to get a rise out of him but you find yourself glancing around helplessly for Calleigh or Natalia instead.

Neither woman in sight.

Ryan’s flashing you that charmers grin. “C’mon. You live closer to my place anyway. And you know Tim is only going to be a grouch the entire time.”

But there’s something about that charmers grin that just.. It doesn’t quite sit right with you. You know Ryan’s a nice guy. He’s a good guy. Women fall all over themselves to talk to him pretty much 25/8. And lately, he’s been pouring on the charm nonstop.

This in turn, only seems to make Tim grouchier. Harder to be around.

“Plus, if you ride with Tim, you’re just going to get soaked. He drives a motorcycle.”

Tim’s just quietly staring at you the entire time and you find yourself staring right back, lost in his eyes.

Finally, the buffering process your brain seems to have been undergoing is finished and you manage to speak up and actually answer the question.

“I think I’ll ride with Tim, actually. Thank you though, Ryan.” you smile at him and step forward, giving him a sweet little hug. A hug that Ryan allows to linger just a little longer than normal and he squeezes you against him just a little more than he would one of the other women you both work with in the lab. He gazes down at you and chuckles quietly. “You’re sure?”

You smile and give a gentle nod. “Yeah. It’ll be fine.”

Ryan lingers, probably to make absolutely sure you don’t change your mind because everybody on the team knows that you and Tim do one thing better than anything and that is to argue.

Nonstop.

Passionately.

About damn near everything.

“Don’t scare her, Tim. Don’t be an asshole, either.” Ryan’s studying Tim. Tim is staring right back and you notice that he seems to be smirking a little at Ryan. Almost as if both of them are having a silent conversation. One that you’re not party to, nor do you understand at all.

To be fair, they’ve worked in the same lab for years now.

It’s probably as natural as breathing. You’re just the new assistant Horatio hired to work in the lab and help out. A glorified trainee, if one were to be completely honest. And you’re only just starting to really feel like part of the team where most of the rest of it’s members are concerned. It’s Tim that seems to be holding out the hardest.

“Now what makes you think I’m gonna do something like that, Wolfe?” Tim mutters the question in amusement. And he lets out a ragged breath because he’d been telling himself since Ryan proposed this stupid experiment in the first place that there was no way you were even a little interested in him to begin with. Ryan, however, seemed to be torn between overconfident that he’d be the one you chose to ride home with and cranky because there was just the smallest chance he was wrong and you did actually have feelings for Tim, despite the flirting he’s been doing with you for weeks. Flirting that on occasion, he feels like maybe you’re responding to and returning in kind.

Ryan leaves and this leaves you and Tim standing there together. The rain starts to really pour and you shiver as your clothing starts to soak through. It’s to your surprise that Tim takes off the oversized leather jacket he’s wearing and drapes it around your shoulders. Strong hands linger at your arms a little and he’s just staring at you for a few seconds.

You stick out your tongue, mostly to keep things light and keep that tension that’s starting to creep in -the one you can’t put a name to, out and at bay.

“Should probably get going before it starts to get worse out. We’ll call a tow truck or something for your car in the morning, okay?” he mumbles the words all while continuing to stare at you. Usually, when he takes control of a situation like this, it leads to an argument between the two of you because you’re both stubborn as hell, but tonight is different. Tonight there’s this underlying and unspoken depth to it.

“Yeah.” you finally manage to stop staring at his lips long enough to form an answer. You’re exhausted. You realize that you probably could have gotten someone to put on your donut tire and driven yourself home, but today was exhausting and all you want to do is get home to your cat and curl up with the erotic novel you started the night before. In dry clothes.

Your stomach growls and you remember you haven’t eaten since breakfast that morning and your breakfast was a power bar since you overslept. Tim’s head cocks slightly and he gazes down at you in thought. Then he chuckles quietly. “Have you eaten anything at all today? I don’t think I’ve seen you leave your desk a single time.”

“I had a power bar?” It comes out in the form of a question and you give a sheepish little laugh that has Tim biting his lip as he continues to stare. A hand raises and he steps just a little closer. Brushing damp strands out of your eyes. “I know this amazing place… I mean, if you want to stop and you’re not in a hurry to get home..”

You’re getting the strong feeling that he’s hinting at something. Or digging for information. But you’re not entirely sure, either. You lick your lips and smile. “I could eat.” you answer quietly.

“Awesome.” he chuckles. He gives you an actual smile, not the formal one he usually gives you. Not the know it all smirk, either. This one is.. Different. It’s softer. He nods to his Ducati and mutters quietly, “You’re going to want to hold on real tight.”

All you can do is nod. And of course, think to yourself that you’ll happily hold on as tight as he wants for as long as he wants...

#tim speedle #tim speedle fanfiction #tim speedle imagine #tim speedle x reader #tim speedle x you #tim speedle x yn #tim speedle fanfic #csi miami ● tim speedle #<- my writing ● tim speedle #fandom ( csi miami ) | season ( all ) | character ( tim speedle )

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quodekash · 1 year

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the eclipse os2 episode commentary continued (bc i ran out of images in the first part)

goLFING???? OF ALL THE SPORTS. YOU CHOSE GOLF??????

its so boring

and yeah, theres not as much exercise in golf as there is in other sports like footy and cricket and stuff

OR SO YOU THOUGHT

you have to move back and forth and all around to collect the golf balls

idk much about golf tho

im not sure if ive ever played actual golf

i dont think id like it tho

the only golf i like is the director of the eclipse

and golf on the wii, thats fun

i got sidetracked talking about golf

shARING ROOMS BASED ON THE TEAMS??? damn wat, you're brutal

hes probably just trying to keep his mind as clear as possible, which wont happen if the couples sleep in the same rooms as each other lmao

"to be honest, im worried about thua" well what on earth does that mean

are you just referencing all the times you were worried about thua when he was hanging out with aye

ARE YOU SPECIFICALLY REFERENCING THE TIME THUA WAS AT YOUR HOUSE STUDYING, AND YOU SAID "youre always spending time with aye, im jealous" (or something along those lines) AND THEN COVERED IT UP SAYING YOURE JUST WORRIED ABOUT HIM??

ARE YOU SUBTLY TRYING TO SAY YOURE JEALOUS OF AYE COS YOU CANT SLEEP IN THE SAME ROOM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND??

cos if so

i. i picked up on that. and that feels important for everyone to know. and now you know.

"aye. dont touch thua" lmao calm down bro

(read this to the tune of the sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g song from when we were like 12) WAT AND NAMO, SHARING A ROOM. F-U-C---

"so what did you and aye argue about?" "...we didnt" bro dont lie

in all honesty, aye gives great advice. like, he always seems to know the right thing to say to help someone make a decision and stuff

oh no

communication issues

why must there be communication issues

pls guys just talk to each other

akk, all you gotta do is tell aye how youre feeling

thua, all you gotta do is tell kan what you would like and need

aye and kan, listen

its really simple, guys, its really not hard at all in the slightest

jeez thats a standoff and a half (note: wat is leaning on namo's shoulder. just something for everyone to observe.)

bro why do you have to be shirtless

thank you namo for saying what we're all thinking

aight theyre all playing in the water now, and playing in the water tends to make akk and aye feel better and stuff

THEY ALL LOOK LIKE THEYRE HAVING SO MUCH FUN

NO IM GONNA CRY AGAIN

BUT ENTIRELY BC I LOVE THIS GROUP SO MUCH

THE HAPPINESS IS STRONG

noooooo namo dont have an existential crisis about graduating and growing up and saying goodbyes and potentially never seeing your friends again, you'll set me off into one of my own

"will you forget me?" "we will." lmao rip namo i guess

damn that phone is loud, how can they hear it over the river. its almost like... like it was edited in in post or something. hmmmmmmmmm

of coURSE AKK'S BIRTHDAY ISNT BROUGHT UP TIL AYE LEAVES THE AREA

its fine tho bc aye knows its akk's birthday. right? he knows, right? im sure he knows. hes gonna surprise akk. r i g h t ? ? ?

i like these funky little friendship bonding sessions, its very nice

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THEY USE THE SAME PRODUCTS- SOBBING AGAIN

i know they probably bought them at the same time from the same store or something but thats not the point its still super cute

COMMUNICATION ISSUES WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME

JUST SAY WHAT YOURE THINKING

YOUVE BOTH LITERALLY SAID TO EACH OTHER 'youre allowed to be weak. at least around me.'

SO BE FREAKING WEAK, TELL HIM EVERYTHING ON YOUR MIND SO THAT YOU CAN UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER BETTER AND MAKE UP AND BADABING BADABOOM HAPPINESS

SONG??

SONG

SONGGGG

is song the way that they communicate

i knew this would happen. i literally know this would happen.

just cos theyre assigned different rooms to their partners, it doesnt mean theyre gonna actually abide by those rules. theyre just gonna switch. badabing badaboom everyone is gay

"can you stop asking already?" "why?" "if you dont stop talking, how can i kiss you?" brooooooo

IT'S LIKE EPISODE 7, BUT BETTER, BECAUSE THEY ACTUALLY SUCCEED THIS TIME

GOOD JOB, GAYS GUYS, YOU DID IT. IM PROUD OF YOU. COS MAN EPISODE 7 WAS FRUSTRATING

but its all good now

THEY BOTH PLAY GUITAR

HOW WAS I NOT AWARE OF THIS

OHHH AKK IS LEARNING GUITAR

GRJHBGDK

okay theyre talking to each other, finally

its gonna end in another argument probably but at least akk is getting towards telling aye how hes making him feel rn and theyre communicating and working it out

aye, ily, and i know youre tryna make him feel better, but this isn't solving the problem

yeah hes cute when hes angry, but he doesnt like being angry with you because (as he has just tried to tell you) it makes him feel like youre aggravating him on purpose for no reason and makes him question your relationship.

akk, youre also at fault here because you didnt talk to him sooner about your thoughts and feelings

but right now in the current moment aye is being a little bit mean and a little bit silly (but not silly in the fun way)

theyre making out now tho. but they still havent made up.

its fine, theyll get to that tomorrow.

well, technically tonight. it's 2am.

speaking of that tho, IVE FINISHED THE EPISODE, FINALLY

talk about time blindness, it takes me three times the amount of time that the episode actually takes to watch it

final thoughts: i am excited for tomorrow (tonight??), this episode was very very very good, the eclipse makes me happy, happy is good, i need to go to sleep

goodnight folks! this will be even more incoherent next episode because ill be even more exhausted than i am now! byebyeeeeee

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @chainofclovers and @revolutionsoftheheart, thank you <3

Since I've only posted to AO3 for 2 fandoms and one is disproportionately larger than the other, gonna separate the two for my own curiosity.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

123 (77 Ted Lasso, 46 Marvel)

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

567,878 (336,213 TL vs 231,665 Marvel over a...much shorter period of time😬)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently only Ted Lasso, previously Marvel (both MCU and comics)

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Marvel

They Call Me Dad

In the Heat of the Night

Roll the Dice and Swear Your Love (for me)

what is (or what could be)

Situation Normal: All Fogged Up

Ted Lasso

and in the morning we'll start all over again

Linger

lick me baby or leave me

my body fits just like a bruise

I don't wanna live like this (but I don't wanna die)

Fun fact! My top Marvel fic has pretty much almost exactly 10x kudos as my top TL fic.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do but very, very slowly. As for why, idk I think it's just a nice way to engage with people. I like seeing authors' responses to my comments on their fics too.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

A <400 word established relationship Steve/Tony fic where one half of the pairing DROWNS and for what, who knows

Any angsty endings I had for TL were only chapter endings that were then undone by peer pressure (except, I guess, this one where Ted and Rebecca break up because his.....spoon.....is too big).

OH WAIT I forgot about this Rupodore one (but also the A/N does undo that angsty ending too sooooooo)

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

This is a hard one because I'm not sure how to differentiate degrees of happiness but sorta related to the last answer, I'm going to say this established relationship Steve/Tony fic, where it SEEMS like Steve dies but he doesn't, mostly because of this comment that makes me emotional every time I remember it

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Just once I think, on a kinky TL fic (thanks Kyle!)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Unfortunately (though that's pretty much a new thing for TL fic)

Idk what the kinds of smuts there are but: PWP, emotional/feelingsy, kink (for exploring dynamics/psychology of it re: certain characters), kink (horny)

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Borderline? Idk if this fake dating fic featuring an unnamed-but-hinted-at actor counts as Ted Lasso/Actor RPF crossover.........

That's probably the craziest one but actually I guess this Marvel one where the video game versions of the characters visit the comics universe counts.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not wholesale but bits yeah

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yeah, a bunch of Marvel fanfic got translated to Chinese and Russian but my top kudosed fic got translated into I think at least 4 languages (including off AO3), which is really cool!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes with @thatsrightjohngoodman <33 and it was a blast, even though the number of words spent talking about the fic >>>> actual words in the fic. Also I only did like 15% of it, which is probably also why I had a good time.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I don't really get into fandoms through ships, usually more through specific characters so idk if I have a fave. I'm pretty loosey-goosey about ships.

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

OH BOY okay, well I'm still holding out hope for some of the TL ones even though I haven't touched them in ages but from the (almost definitely) abandoned ones, there's one about Ted dealing with executive dysfunction that gets in the way of like really mundane things like mail he needs to do something about (e.g. his TV licence) or using groceries before they go bad and how Beard and Rebecca and others help him help himself.

On Marvel, I have a CarolJess coffee shop AU that is like 90% done and contains some bits that are very personal and reflective of that period of my life and it'd be nice to put it out into world but. I probably won't.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've been given the impression that it's.......sad shit lmao. But also like conversations between people that feel realistic. And at this point, I think unfortunately also smut.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Settings I think? I like actions and dialogue and I always have to go back and fill in like...where are they, what are they sitting on, that sorta thing.

Also endings, I never know how to end a fic, especially short feelingsy one-shots.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I have no real thoughts on this tbh

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter, but only one fic that I posted on LiveJournal I think as part of an event

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

The first one that popped into my head was All Our Days Ahead, a Beard and Ted friendship road trip fic. It was written with more care than a lot of my other fics and idk I like it's energy when I reread it. I can remember exactly where I was when I wrote it too (and that it was raining lmao).

Honorable mentions from when I actually went scrolling through my works:

I like all my humour fics purely for how unhinged I feel when writing them but the body shots fic was particularly wild because of the insane live writing experience and Cannibal!Rebecca offshoot

I also have a soft spot for my episode tags. I don't really write a lot of fics that are related to specific moments in canon but I really like this Colin one about the impact of Nate's words on him, featuring my beloved actual Coach!Ted. Also one of the few fics where the title feels right and isn't just sorta there to fill in the field.

I think by now most people have been tagged in TL so ignore me if you've already done this but tagging some folks from both fandoms @theodore-lasso @howiehamlin @thatsrightjohngoodman @ishipallthings @onemuseleft @snoozingcat @bardingbeedle if y'all wanna do it

#hello old marvel moots I haven't talked to in awhile I hope you're well #ask game

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stormyoceans · 1 year

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Firstly, I wanted to say thank you for all your "horny thoughts" about PuenTalay, they gave me life omg. I agree with everything you said. I'm so happy to see someone liking JimmySea and Vice Versa as they should be liked !

Now, I have a question about PuenTalay for you: what do you think was their sex life before meeting each other ? Like do you think they had idk experiences that were not that great, do you think one was a virgin ? etc...I'm really curious about your opinion.

One thing is sure: Puen is definitely obsessed with Talay and is deeply sexually attracted to him !

AAAAAAAAAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH, ANON!!!!!! it makes me so incredibly happy to know that you like and agree with my horny puentalay thoughts!!!!! and it's always really nice to meet other people who love vice versa and jimmysea as much as i do so HIIIIII FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HELLO!!!!!

as for your question, i've actually been wondering about that for a while now and to help me reach a conclusion i made a little list of what we know about their personal life from the show (because that's always the version of vice versa im talking about), which looks more of less like this:

talay had a crush on a guy in high school but nothing came out of it;

talay says he is single by choice and that he isn't into love, but he does admit that, a long time ago, he has imagined the day he's gonna be in love. however, working and following his dream are his priority;

puen points out multiple times that he's good at everything except at love;

neither of them has ever been in a relationship.

based on this, on some other details, and on how i personally see the characters, i do think that both puen and talay had sex before meeting each other, but not a lot of it, and none of those experiences were particularly good as a whole. maybe it sounds a bit contradictory, but let's see if i can explain why i believe that

let's start with talay. at the beginning of the show talay is very much against love and doesn't seem too keen on physical touch ("i don't like to be hugged"). i also think he is someone who tends to overthink a lot and be very self aware, however all of this seems to change when he is drunk: suddenly all his inhibitions are lowered and not only he speaks his mind freely, but he also goes as far as kissing puen - someone who he's just met - twice. and maybe it's just me, but the way talay acted after waking up in the same bed with puen in episode 2 doesn't look like the reaction of someone who never woke up half naked in bed with a man before. all this to say that it's not hard for me to imagine him having had a couple of drunken one night stands in the past before deciding that love was distracting, sex was messy, and both of them could be put on hold while he tried to fulfill his dream of becoming a colorist

and then we have puen. thanks to pang, we know that puen started to work in the industry very young to support himself, and that mustn't have been the easiest environment to grow up in: he probably had to learn pretty soon to protect himself and his privacy, to be wary of people's motivations and not do anything to compromise his image. puen had a very hard and lonely life, so i think that sometimes, especially early on, when he was more naive, he accepted any kind of company that was offered to him, which mostly meant ending up in bed with some of his co-stars. however i feel like puen isn't the type of person who can do sex with no strings attached, so i can see him trying to build a relationship with the people he slept with only to be turned down every single time

i guess this is why i like talking about puen and talay having sex with each other, because in my head they finally get to do it with someone they love and that loves them in return!!!! finally it can be a joyful experience that makes them both feel good about themselves!!!! and you're definitely right, puen is deeply attracted to talay, but let's not forget that talay is just as attracted to puen, he is just (slightly) less deranged about it!!!!!

#also it's neither here nor there but i personally headcanon talay as gay and puen as bi #but all this is just my very personal opinion #im not sure if i made much sense and im sorry if this is so long ;;;;;#maybe let me know what you think of you feel like it!!!!!#and thank you so much for the question!!!!#i hope you're having an amazing day!!!!!#vice versa #puentalay #m: ask #'monica shut the hell up about vice versa' challenge!!!!!

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After I split with my ex, it took me a while to get my head around it, like justifying to myself that I wasnt in the wrong etc andthat the way he was treating me was wrong and I shouldn't feel guilty about breaking it off etc.... I ended up trying to do like a 3rd point of view perspective thing... so like, I would explain everything that happened and how I felt and then try to see it from another point of view so like this other point of view would go. . "So you didnt reply to his message within an hour because you were literally in a college class which he knew beforehand, and he took the huff and wouldnt speak to you for over day as punishment?? You shouldn't not feel bad about ending it" obvs I had more extreme examples too lol but I dony wanna delve into them much it's like baggage ahaha

But afterwards, like when i was over him and had no feelings towards him etc, i thought i was fine and then discovered i wasnt... so like i could meet someone and really like them and find them attractive etc, and their personality and vibe really well and when I started to fancy this guy I was like omg yes thisnis nice and he acc seems a lot nicer than my ex woop woop. But then as soon I started to think about being in an actual romantic relationship with him I couldnt, I felt physically sick and anxious??? I literally couldn't face the idea of a relationship being like my previous one and I realised that while I was over him, I had some other issues as a result of the relationship I had to deal with instead.

I did get over it though

I've actually forgotten the point I was making with this message now so I do apologise for that sorry

But I thought he hadnt cared too, like he would delete every single pic of us literally within an hour of us breaking up.... he blocked me, and things he didnt block me on, he would post stuff like "good riddance" and stuff that basically made out he didnt care and it was all me etc and that I meant nothing to him....... he would add all these girls and shared their photos with hearts etc....

Anyway like a few months later he literally tried to get in touch saying he was sorry and he missed me and thought about me everyday etc and couldnt get over me

I ignored him though and that was that

I guess this is just a bit of a sharing story, I hope it helps in some way????? Sorry if it doesnt though.......

yeah, the looking at what happened from an outsider's perspective is a really good method. makes things a lot clearer and easier to see. and yeah thanks for sharing your story, it makes me feel less alone <3

but yeah, im definitely scared of falling in love again. but i really hope that the next time it happens, im gonna be more mature and sensible and things will be clearer for me. i mean obviously that's gonna be the case cos i fell in love with B when i was 17 and even now things would be different. but the thought of being in a relationship any time soon makes me very anxious. i think my next serious relationship is gonna be in like 5 years from now. for now the vibe is celibacy all the way!

i wonder how i would feel if B reached out to me again. bc i know it's very stupid of me, but it makes me sad that he didn't try to get me back, you know? like he didn't fight for me. he tried a little bit and maybe i have high expectations, but it didn't feel like it was enough. a deep dark side of me wishes he suffered more. and don't get me wrong, he did suffer. i left him without a warning and i still feel terribly guilty about that. the night i left he stood outside my parents' balcony and shouted my name and thinking about that makes my skin crawl. i feel awful. but at the same time something about that was so satisfying bc it felt like he had finally acknowledged me and my feelings.

but idk. maybe im spiteful and vengeful. and sadistic. but i fantasise about him begging me on his knees to take him back and crying and sleeping by my front door and following me around like a puppy dog asking for forgiveness. the last time we saw each other and had sex i strangled him, wishing i could actually choke him to death. i wanted to see despair in his eyes and absolute submission to me. like finally, after all the suffering i had endured, finally i could have full control over him and make him mine. you know?

but he never fought for me. and from a sensible perspective, that's good. he accepted my rejection and left me alone. and that kind of things requires great discipline, so good for him i guess. im thankful for that. but from like a twisted toxic perspective, i wish he'd message me saying that he misses me.

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neewtmas · 1 year

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Hi, I just wanted to say that I love your writing!! 💕 I've seen you could request ships, idk, could I perhaps get one with a guy from Lockwood & Co? 👉👈 😊 If not, feel free to ignore this 🙂

I'm a curvy girl with long brown wavy hair and chocolate brown eyes.

I'm compassionate, funny, loyal, homey, thoughtful, kind-hearted and a daydreamer. I'm also bilingual, an ambivert, an INFP and a Gryffindor.

I have a curious and creative mind, and I'm always up for an adventure.

I'm very protective of my loved ones. Also sometimes I can be stubborn and insecure.

I like reading, listening to music, exploring new places, stargazing, watching movies, walking in the forest, writing, taking pictures, the smell of the rain and Christmas is my favourite time of the year! ✨

Thank you so much!!💛

Hi!! That's so exciting, thank you for the request! Can I just say, you sound like a lovely person 🫶🏻

I only now realise that the pool of people to choose from is pretty limited lol but out of the few characters we have i think your best fit would be George! (kinda jealous ngl👀)

- I think he would very much appreciate character attributes like kindness and loyalty

- you'd be making him laugh so much! He loves it

- he isn't the most outdoorsy guy around so he likes that also mostly want to stay in

- and being a daydreamer fits so well too!! I feel like half the time you'd be both in your heads but it would be always so nice to come back to each other

- he does seem more introverted to me, so it fits very well that you as an ambivert can relate to him on that level - maybe you'd bring him a little out of his shell!

- and he'd be so impressed that you can speak more than one language (i headcanon him as at least bilingual as well)

- he'd love your creativity! We know he is very curious as well and I think you could get him interested in some creative pursuits as well

- sometimes you'd definitely butt heads bc that's just what happens when you have two stubborn people

- stargazing!!! Together!!! Yes!!!

- you'd be taking lots of pictures of him and he'd pretend he hates it but secretely he loves it

- also a chocolate-brown-eyed duo? Unstoppable✋🏻

#this was fun!#ship #ask #lockwood & co #lockwood and co #george karim

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leather-n-laces · 1 year

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Do you have any head canons about little things Beth and Daryl might have done off screen to help each other out at the prison? They’re both always so elbow deep in keeping Team Family running in that era, you know?

wowowow A PERSON

Hi!

Idk if I had any before but I think I do now.

Daryl would ‘help’ Beth with Judith. Carol has the other kids she’s keeping an eye on, and she does *other things* and it’s always been my headcanon that Beth probably spent the most time caring for Judith. Rick was kind of a write off, Carl was a bit young, everyone else had…jobs and stuff. So Beth took it onto herself to kinda be primary carer.

The thing about that is, focusing so much on Judith meant she wasn’t really looking after her fault. I feel like…Daryl is hella fucking perceptive. While other people might not notice Beth looking super run down, or at her wits end, about to fall asleep standing up - your boy does.

He absolutely insists on taking Judith for awhile to let Beth bath, eat an actual meal, or get some rest (he’s caught her nodding off a time or two while holding Judith and that wasn’t gonna fly)

Cos I think he’d really respect Beth for sort of shouldering the role?? Beth fights him on occasion, especially early on because she thinks he’s doing it because -he thinks- she can’t handle it, but eventually it’s evident that’s not the case so she caves. It’s easier to let him do what he’s gonna do (and she likes getting to nap once and awhile!)

If he helped with Judith, I think she’d want to repay him somehow. Only this is Daryl. So Beth tries to offer her services, like maybe she can help him clean up the game he brings back, or do a guard shift for him. He says no.

Beth doesn’t like no, so this grinds her gears. She makes it her mission to try to subtly make Daryl’s experience more comfortable. Like, makes sure he has clean linen, tries to mend what clothes he has if she sees there’s a tear or somethings given in. If she’s feeling bold she’ll even sneak some of his stuff away to wash. She absolutely sneaks into his cell.

He knows of course. Eventually he figures it out, she’s not as good at sneaky she thinks she is. At first he thought it was Carol, but things seem to happen while she’s busy - and he can’t see anyone else paying attention to small little details.

That’s Beth’s thing. She actively tries to find ways to brighten everyone’s day, or make their jobs a bit easier. It’s a bit annoying (no it’s not he’s just too awkward and shocked by it - his brain can’t process it)

Days when she knows he’s got a run and some scavenging, the day/night before she tries to sneak in and slip some extra snacks or water into his pack. Usually stuff she’s saved from whatever her own rations would be.

I feel like Daryl would like to do more for her, or on occasion something nice. I think he’d talk himself out of it though, saying it’s dumb or whatever else.

On a final note: I think they’d both consider each other an important part of Team Family. And have even told each other that on various occasions.

thank you for this, I had fun!! ☺️

#Ann writes stuff #bethyl headcanons #bethyl #bethyl headcanon #bethyl fanfic #bethyl asks #anon asks

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diamagneticcoordinationcomplex · 1 year

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Same anon! Sorry for the spam QnA, but it's interesting knowing more about your author's thought processes! If you have the time, I would love to know how do you characterize Ingo and Emmet? other than the fanstories itself of course 😊 Do you have a guideline? Some perspectives on their characters? Some shipping dynamics? I kinda view Ingo as kind of passive in this case, except for a few moments where he has to break out of his shell (like for pokemon battles where he and Emmet whoop everyone's butt 😫😫). He's a very kind character. And Emmet is a great support! He's very energetic and could be in your face, but he has good intentions even if he doesn't like people very much (Noy shy! just prefers solitude!). Except when it comes to Ingo, to which then he will be do everything!!! Pokemon make them reunite!

-💌 anon

Hello! Back at it again, anon!

I'm honoured that you'd want to know about my thought process! (I myself am not very interested in that kind of thing, so this is new!)

How do I characterise the train twins...? I wonder how I do that myself lol

Okay~ buckle in cos this might be long!

Guidelines on their character: Most of these are adapted from the multitudes of submas fics I've read prior to starting my own. These would include:

Ingo being LOUD and verbose

Emmet having clipped speech with barely any intonation

Frowny Ingo (˚∆˚) with minimal facial expressiveness (he can't help it!)

Smiley Emmet (˚v˚) with all the facial expressiveness

Ingo being polite and Emmet not giving a sh*t

I think much of these stem from how I like the twins having this complementary aspect to one another. They match each other's quirks, compensate for each other's weaknesses, encourage each other's strengths... it's just nice and cool imo ♡ A perfect two-car train! Wonderful synchronicity! Bravo!

Personal perspectives on their character: some of these may overlap with the guidelines bc I'm not sure how common these interpretations are...

Ingo being thoughtful, careful and prudent

Emmet being impulsive, active and spontaneous

Conscientious-of-other-people's-feelings Ingo

Honesty-is-the-best-policy Emmet

Ingo leans towards being a pessimist, correlating with his careful nature

Emmet's an optimist and simply wants the people around him to be happy and have a good time

Ingo is the ideals of their dynamic, able to come up with creative ideas and solutions

Emmet is the truth of their dynamic, able to work towards a goal and succeed, to 'turn the ideals into truths'

They work so well together as a two-car train that any arguments that do happen get cleared up almost instantly (idk how often other siblings fight, but I very rarely have any arguments with my own sibling so...yea)

They can be playful with each other (ie. pranks) but they are mature adults with a job, so they know when to pull the brakes and take responsibility

Emmet has this interesting contrast with being a chaotic, playful little sh*t (I say that with the utmost affection♡) but also possessing the level of responsibility and follow-the-rules mindset of a subway boss... so that's interesting to play around with

I'm probably still missing a lot of aspects but I can't think of anything else rn. Hope these little bits were interesting to read about!

Hm, shipping dynamics... I myself am a gen fic writer so I don't have any opinions on shipping. Not sure why, but it's kind of hard for me to see either twin in their own romantic relationship. They seem kind of... untouchable? I suppose? Perhaps that's evident in the Crystal Conductors AU, since the guys are literally immortal rocks lol. Not much romance to be found there, and if there was, it would be a sad one and I ain't gonna subject them to that.

But, I will comment that your thoughts on their shipping dynamics are interesting and do make sense! Ingo's calm passiveness~ Emmet's peppy enthusiasm~

The twins really do need their heartfelt reunion... *sigh* Alas, I shouldn't get my hopes up and expect too much ;;v;;

Thank you for the ask (again)! It was fun to answer your questions and apologies for taking so long to respond!

#answered asks #anonymous ask #interesting questions once again!

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