#colin o'neill

[nofatclips]

Incandescent by Gingerlys from the self-titled album

[silverflameataraxia]

Tim being wrong...and loving it 🥰😍

[renegadesstuff]

They care so much about each other. I'm going to miss seeing Tamara around 🥺🥺

[starofhisheart]

Old man yaoi got me kicking my feet and twirling my hair

Please feel free to add more daddies to the list

[falcqns]

give me back my girlhood (it was mine first)

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Tim Bradford x Lucy Chen

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Tim thinks Lucy has fully healed from Caleb. He is quickly proven wrong when they start dating.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Tim Bradford would burn the entire world just to see Lucy Chen smile, trauma, ptsd, takes place around season 5, canon divergence, hints to autistic!Lucy (meltdowns, going nonverbal, stimming, etc), Lucy had seizures after Caleb, Tamara is Chenfords kid, can you tell I have a soft spot for Tamara, Title is from Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve by Taylor Swift, tagging @natashasera

don’t forget to read and reblog, and i do not give permission for my works to be posted anywhere other than tumblr. thank you.

Tim thought that the transition from just friends to in a relationship would be easy for him and Lucy, but he was quickly proven wrong. He also thought that Lucy had healed from what Caleb and Rosalind had done to her, but once again, he was proven wrong. She may have healed enough to continue day to day life in her normal manner, but when it came to their relationship, almost everything triggered her, and it broke Tim’s heart. 

The first time Tim had noticed that Lucy was being triggered was when they went on their first date. Lucy had ordered a drink, an old fashioned to be exact. She had taken a sip of it when it arrived at their table, and Tim saw how a line appeared between her two eyebrows. 

“Everything okay, Luce?” He asked quietly, prepared to flag down the waitress and have her remake the drink if it wasn’t up to Lucy’s standards. Lucy nodded slightly, but pushed the cup away. As she did so, Tim saw her hand shaking. 

“I-It tastes funny.” She whispered so quietly that Tim barely heard her. Tim moved closer to her in the booth. 

“It tastes funny?” He asked, and she nodded, tears beginning to form. 

“It doesn’t taste normal.” She said, her breathing picking up speed. Tim grasped her chin, guiding her eyes to his, and his stomach dropped when he saw the fear in them, realizing what was going on. Her drink tasted different to her, and it brought back memories to when she was drugged. Tim’s heart broke as she whimpered, tears beginning to spill over and roll down her cheeks, her breath speeding up.

“Luce, baby,” He whispered. “You’re safe. I know that what you’re feeling feels really real right now, but it’s not. You’re here with me, Tim, and you’re safe.” He said, still holding her face. “Can you nod if you can hear my voice, Goosey?” He said, and Lucy immediately nodded. “Good girl,” he praised, and smiled slightly when he saw her breathing slow slightly. 

“Can you tell me something that you can see?” He asked, and her eyes darted around briefly, before settling on Tim. 

“Y-You,” She stuttered, and Tim smiled. 

“You can see me?” He inquired, and she nodded. “Good girl.” 

He continued to quiz her on her surroundings until she was back in the present, and had calmed down. She was still upset, but Tim knew it was more out of embarrassment than anything. She had wrapped both her arms around his left one, and was resting her head on his shoulder, looking down at her lap. 

“How are you feeling?” He asked, and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. Lucy didn’t respond with words, instead she grunted slightly, and snuggled into his shoulder even more. “Baby,” he whispered, and eased his arm out of her grip, and wrapped it around her shoulders. “How are you feeling?” 

Lucy, once again, didn’t respond, and buried her face in his chest. “Okay, okay,” He soothed, helping her get comfortable. “Do you want to eat, or do you want to go home?” He asked and Lucy shakily pointed to her plate, and Tim pulled it over, handing her her fork. Lucy then sat up, and slowly began eating her food. Tim went back to his own food once he was sure she was okay, but he kept his hand on her lower back. 

—

Tim had also noticed that Lucy seemed to fear arguments and disagreements with him. It was something he had taken note of when she first came back to work after Caleb. She was quiet, only talking when he spoke to her, and then if they got in as much as the slightest disagreement, she would shut it down and just agree with him, no matter how he knew she felt about the topic. He thought that she was just taking time to readjust to their relationship being strictly Rookie-TO at work, but he realized as soon as they started dating that she had developed a fear of men, and a fear of upsetting them. 

Tim had asked her what she wanted for dinner, and she had said she didn’t care, and that he could pick. Normally, Tim would be okay with that, but since asking her out, he had been making all the decisions in the relationship, in things that didn’t involve work. He had insisted that she choose, and she refused, and they went back and forth until Lucy completely shut down and stopped talking, which made Tim angry. 

And he knows it shouldn’t have made him angry, but he couldn’t help it. He wanted her to be able to eat what she wanted around him, and he didn’t want her to feel like he was controlling her or the relationship in anyway. He knew that she needed to feel in control, and he wanted her to be able to feel that. 

“Lucy, just tell me what you want to eat, and I will go and get it!” He said, exasperated, and Lucy shook her head aggressively, and turned away from him. “No,” he said, reaching out for her. “C’mon, talk to me, I just wanna help-“ he stopped talking when he saw her flinch away from him. He then watched through the reflection of the tv the fear that had appeared on her face. 

She then whimpered, and then shot up, running to her bedroom, sobs falling from her lips as she went. Tim immediately followed her, instantly feeling shitty about the way he had talked to her. He felt even shittier when he walked into her bedroom and saw her hiding behind the chair in the corner of her room by the window, the soft grey blanket that he bought her her first night in the hospital after Caleb giving away her position, the material peaking out from behind the legs. 

“Goosey,” Tim whispered, crouching down close to the chair, but also keeping his distance so that she didn’t feel trapped. “I’m sorry,” he started. “I shouldn’t have spoken like that. I didn’t mean to scare you. If you don’t feel like you can choose what to eat right now, that’s okay. I can choose for us.”

He paused, and waited to hear if Lucy would respond at all. After a moment, he heard her voice say something, but he couldn’t make out what she said. 

“Can you repeat that, Luce? I didn’t hear you.” He said, and Lucy’s voice could be heard again, this time louder. 

“Sorry,” she whispered. “Sorry I made you mad.” She continued, and Tim sighed, moving slightly closer. 

“Goosey, you didn’t make me mad at all. I just want you to be able to feel in control of your body and your choices, thats why I wanted to know what you wanted to eat. I shouldn’t have pressured you like I did, and I should have listened to your body language.”

“‘m sorry, please don’ hurt me,” she sobbed. “Didn’t mean it, I’ll be good,” 

Tim wiped away the tear that ran down his face after he realized that Lucy was having a flashback. 

“I want you to listen to me, Lucy.” He said calmly. “You’re here with me, in your bedroom, in your apartment in Los Angeles. Caleb is dead, and you’re safe. He can’t hurt you anymore, I promise.” He soothed, and after a few more moments of silence, he heard a sniffle, followed by a small “okay,” and then some shuffling. 

Lucy crawled out from behind the arm chair and looked up at Tim, slightly hiding her face behind her blanket. Tim gently held out his arms, letting her know she can come to him for comfort if thats what she needed. She slowly inched her way over to him, and fell into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her, and hugged her as tight to her body as he knew she liked, and stood up slowly, lifting her in the process. 

He let her cry out her emotions as he slowly rocked her back and forth, hoping the motion would help her to regulate her emotions. She eventually calmed down, and she snuggled into his shoulder, sniffling slightly. He rubbed her back as he walked out into the living room, whispering in her ear as he did. 

“Do you want me to choose what we eat? Would that make it easier on you?” He asked, and he nodded, taking a mental note of what to do next time she struggles like that. She needed to feel in control, but sometimes she needed him to make decisions for her, and he was okay with that. 

—

The thing that triggered Lucy that hurt him the most was the sound of a tattoo gun. Before Caleb, Lucy loved tattoos, and loved getting tattoos. She had often talked to not only him, but to their fellow officers, about tattoo’s that she wanted and was planning on getting. Tim had known that she had been tattoo’d by Caleb, he saw it when he was in the ambulance with her, and they had moved her shirt in order to do an ECG after she had her third consecutive seizure. His heart had clenched seeing the black ink on her rib cage, and in that moment he had hoped that she was asleep when the tattoo had been done. 

But of course, God must hate him, so she had been awake. Something he had no clue about until Tamara had asked them both to accompany her to her first ever tattoo appointment, where she was also getting a date, the date that the three of them had stood in front of the judge finalizing Lucy and Tim adopting Tamara. 

Lucy said yes immediately, without even thinking. Tim knew why, of course. Tamara had been let down by everyone in her life, and Lucy was determined to never let her down. Tim didn’t think anything of it, and was even thinking of getting his own tattoo, with both Lucy and Tamara’s birthdays. 

Everything was fine until Tamara was lying on the table, her arm out for the tattoo artist, prepped and ready for the ink. The tattoo gun began to buzz, and Lucy tensed up beside him. 

“Are you okay?” Tim said under his breath to Lucy, resting his hand on her knee, his other hand holding Tamara’s free one. 

“Mhm,” She said, eyes locked on the tattoo gun where it was permanently marking up her daughters skin. “Jus’ need to go to the bathroom,” She said, a little louder, and made brief eye contact with Tamara, clearly trying to tell the girl that everything was fine. Tamara nodded, her brows furrowing for a moment, but then relaxing after Lucy left the room. 

Tim waited a few minutes, before following her. “I’m just gonna go check on Mom, okay?” He said to Tamara. “I won’t be gone long.” She nodded, and Tim left the room. 

He looked towards the lobby, and could see Lucy outside, so he immediately joined her, where he found her near tears, looking up into the sky to preserve her makeup. 

“Luce-“ He started to say, but Lucy cut him off. 

“I’m fine.” She said, her voice short. 

Tim shook his head. “No, you’re not.” He said, and grabbed her hand. “You’re not, and that’s okay.” 

Lucy shook her head, and ripped her hand out of Tim’s grip. “No, its not, Tim!” She said, running her hands through her curls. “Because this is just another thing Caleb has taken from me.” She ranted. “I can’t even sit with my daughter while she gets her first tattoo, I-I can’t get any of the tattoo’s that I wanted to get, I can’t even listen to the buzzing noise of the gun because that’s what I woke up to after he took me-“ 

“Oh, Goosey,” Tim said sadly, immediately wrapping her up in his arms. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea you were awake when he did that to you. Had I known that, we could have explained to Tamara why you couldn’t go, or we could have brought your headphones-“ 

“I don’t need them!” Lucy yelled, pulling out of Tim’s arms, and crouching down, covering her ears wit her hands, her eyes squeezing shut. Tim sighed, and sat next to her, being mindful to not touch her until she asked or initiated contact. 

“Yes, you do, Goosey, and thats okay.” He said. “I’m not going to judge you for it, Tamara certainly isn’t going to judge you for it, and any person with more than half a braincell wouldn’t judge you for it. I suggested it because when you do wear them out of the house, you are able to cope better, and that’s all I wanted. And as for him taking the ability to get tattoo’s from you, he didn’t. If you really want to get another tattoo, I’m sure we can find a trauma informed tattoo artist that is willing to work with you on this.” He explained, as he wrapped an arm around her after she removed her hands from her ears, and rested her head on his shoulder. “But it’s entirely up to you, okay?” 

Lucy nodded, and sniffed. Tim kissed her on the head, and helped her stand up. She took a deep breath, and looked towards the tattoo shop door. “We should go back in,” she said, and Tim looked at her. 

“Are you sure you want to?” He asked. “You don’t have to, I can go back in and you can wait in the truck if it’s going to be too hard for you.” 

Lucy shook her head. “No, I-I think I was just a little unprepared, and that’s why it triggered me. I’m prepared to hear the noise, so I’ll be okay.” She said. “Tamara wanted both of us with her and I’m not going to let her down.” She finished, as she led him back inside, and into the room, where the artist was bandaging up Tamara’s tattoo. 

“Can I see it, bubba,” Lucy asked, walking up to Tamara’s side immediately. Tamara holds her arm out, while looking up worriedly at Lucy. 

“Are you okay, Mom?” She asked, and Lucy nodded, running a hand through Tamara’s hair. 

“Yeah, baby, I’m okay.” She said, assuring the teen. “I don’t want you to worry, okay?”

Tamara blinked, her lower lip wobbling slightly. “I’m always going to worry about you,” she whispered. “You’re my mom, and I know I don’t know everything that you went through but I know enough to know that you got triggered. I didn’t even think about that before asking, I’m sorry,” she said, a tear falling from her eye. 

“T,” Tim whispered, moving to her head and pressing a kiss to her head as he sat next to her on the table. “It’s okay. I don’t think any of us really thought about it.” He assured her, and Lucy nodded, sitting on the table as well. 

“Yeah. It did trigger me, but I removed myself from the situation, worked through what I was feeling, and then prepared myself to come back. It’s okay, I promise.” She said, cupping Tamara’s cheek, and rubbing her thumb back and forth. 

“Okay,” Tamara said, and as soon as Lucy seemed to be sure that Tamara was okay, she turned back and looked at the tattoo. “I love it, baby,” She said. 

“Me, too.” Tim said, smiling down at his daughter.

“Now,” Lucy said, smiling up at Tim. “Your dad just needs to get one, and we’ll be all inked up.” 

Tim shook his head but laughed along with his girls. 

—

Lucy wasn’t fully healed from Caleb, but Tim was going to do everything in his power to make sure that one day, she would be. Caleb had taken a lot from her, but Tim was going to make sure that she was able to reclaim what he had taken, no matter the cost. 

[thelighthouseandthekraken]

I would absolutely love it if Con O'Neill did a guest spot on What We Do In The Shadows.

The man is constantly talking about fucking (he'd fit right in)

I'm picturing him playing one of Laszlo's ex-lovers who's in town and decides to visit the house.

He shows up in a dress that rivals Nadjas. She thinks he's trying to upstage her.

He is.

He says so.

They laugh.

He goes to have a cup of virgin with Nadja ignoring Laszlo completely.

Laszlo thinks he might be trying to convince Nadja to have a threesome.

Guillermo walks into the library and Con's character is in love immediately.

He spends the episode trying to seduce Guillermo. Guillermo spends the episode trying avoid Con's character to hide his vampire secret.

The Guide shows up to try to help but just ends up talking to Con's character about Guillermo all oiled up in her brain maze.

Nandor is jealous. Laszlo is jealous. Nadja is confused. Colin Robinson is feeding on all of them in the background

[dylanconrique]

oh, what i would give to hear melissa and dylan harmonizing together. 💗

[indigayghost]

The whole fam together ❤️

Some thoughts™ about this crossover:

I was really divided into giving Peppermint to Nandor because she is as needy as him, but Rooibos ended up being my choice (but I do think Nandor and Peppermint would be as good together)

Jasmine sometimes wakes Guillermo up just to look deeply into his eyes and then go back to sleep (she just want to be a little rascal but also she likes to make sure he is alive)

Ginseng was very confused in the beginning because they couldn't find out what Laszlo liked to eat and they wanted so much to give him presents but they didn't know what but then it clicked he was a vampire and they proceeded to lure random humans to the house to give Laszlo (they also like to bringhim shiny things, which he loves)

Nadja brings Chamomile to the club to look angrily at the Guide and the Wraits to scare them but they just find it super adorable so Nadja stopped bringing her (her coat always ended up dirty so it was better to both of them)

Fennel learned the best ways they could destroy things to be funny but also to angry people (mostly they just run around the house and mess up what Guillermo just cleaned - Jasmine helps sometimes when Guillermo didn't cuddle her enough)

Nandor, Rooibos and Nadjita are always playing and sparing, but every time someone needs to intervene because none of them accepts loosing

[4ever-chenford]

'The Rookie' Tru Valentino Not Returning Season 7 — Aaron Thorsen

[melissaoneilsource]

missoneil: resurfacing from an epic, jam-packed recon trip. Long drives and some crazy switch back roads to some isolated treasures and state park campgrounds through northern california and the pacific coast. Wow. Love adventuring with my brother and definitely discovered a new love for working with and cooking on the fire. I wish we were still out there! More soon, I’m sure. More pictures, too. I won’t be geo-tagging any spots here. But if you’re curious - get out there!! Xoxo (x)

[shelbbswrites]

On this week's The Rookie, Bailian looks after a child found at a crime scene and someone from Tim's past returns.

What could the latter mean for Chenford?

Plus, TAMARA IS FINALLY BACK.

Here's my preview of "The Vow, and if you want to support it on X, please click this link.

[nofatclips]

Elsewhere by Gingerlys from the free sampler if i only had my babe city records, i would be ok

[silverflameataraxia]

If Tim was truly annoyed with Tamara interrupting Chenford kisses then him and Lucy would be spending a lot more time at his place 😆

[renegadesstuff]

THE HUG 🫂🥺🤍

[badmovieihave]

Bad movie I have The Batman 2022

[falcqns]

you'll be alright (no one can hurt you now) chapter five

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Lucy Chen & Tamara Colins, Tim Bradford & Lucy Chen, background Tim Bradford x Lucy Chen

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Tim finds out if Lucy will be (physically) okay.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: canon divergence, Tim Bradford would do anything for Lucy Chen, post Day Of Death, slight angst, mentions of kidnapping and hospitals. tagging @natashasera obv.

don’t forget to read and reblog, and i do not give permission for my works to be posted anywhere other than tumblr. thank you.

Tim sat in the hard plastic hospital chair, still cradling Tamara in his hands. She was awake, and staring up at him, her eyes looking everywhere but his own. He glanced down at her outfit, which consisted of blush pink ribbed pants, a beige knitted sweater, and matching beige knitted socks. 

Tamara cooed, kicking her legs out, making her feet hit Tim’s stomach. “You’re so beautiful,” Tim said quietly to Tamara. “Just like your mama.” His left thumb began stroking her soft skin from her eyebrow down to her jaw and back. Her hands scrunched up over her face, rubbing her eyes as she yawned. 

“Oh,” Tim commented. “Are you a sleepy girl?” He asked quietly, and moved Tamara slowly so that she was laying on his chest, her eyelids fluttering closed shortly after. Tim smiled as she got comfortable, snuggling in close to his neck. Tim ran his hands up and down her back as he felt her breathing even out. 

A few moments after Tamara had drifted off to sleep, Dr Sawyer walked into the waiting room. Tim immediately stood up, his hands holding Tamara tightly. 

“Officer Bradford?” She asked, and when Tim nodded she continued. “Lucy has been stabilized, and at this moment, it looks like she will make a full recovery.” 

TIm breathed out the sigh of relief he had been holding in since they’d arrived at the hospital and she had been taken back with the doctors. His boot was going to be okay. He wasn’t going to have to learn what it would be like to live without Lucy Chen, something that had been on his mind since he had learned she had been taken. He had been petrified, realizing that without Lucy, his life would be utterly silent. There would have been no more personal talk in the shop (despite his no personal talk in the shop rule, a rule that he had been unable to enforce with Lucy), no more singing along to Taylor Swift or finding out about the latest news and hints about the singer. No more chai latte, no more taco wagon on Tuesdays. 

But now that he knew those things would continue, he was overjoyed. He couldn’t wait for her to be healed, released, and back on the job with him for 12 hours a day. But, that day was still a while away. 

“C-Can I see her?” He asked, and Grace nodded with a smile on her face. 

“Of course,” She said. “Follow me.” 

Grace led him and Tamara into the room where Lucy was being held. She looked peaceful, lying on the bed, under heavy sedation. Her eyes were closed, her face was relaxed, and her breathing was even and healthy. The knot of fear in Tim’s chest loosened slightly, seeing proof that she was alive and okay. He held Tamara close as he sat down in the chair next to her bed, and looked up at Grace as she spoke to him. 

“The sedation should wear off overnight.” Grace said. “If anything changes, such as her waking up, press the call button and either a nurse or myself will come and assist.” She said, and nodded when Tim thanked her, before walking out the door. 

Tim adjusted Tamara as he got as comfortable as he could in the plastic chair. Tamara moved slightly, her forehead wrinkling up as she was awoken briefly from her sleep, but the 3 month old settled down rather quick. 

Tim looked up at Lucy briefly, before looking back down at Tamara. He didn’t know how to feel about Lucy, his boot, adopting this baby that she found while on duty. He felt that, despite being off on medical leave, he should have been notified that she was doing this, as he was her training officer. But, at the same time, he knew she wasn’t thinking of herself when she kept Tamara a secret from him, she was thinking about Tamara. He had known Lucy for almost 4 months now, and the one thing he was certain about when it came to his rookie was that she was selfless. She always thought of others first, regardless of how it would affect her. 

So no, he wasn’t mad, per say, he was more disappointed that she didn’t trust him enough to be told a secret as big and important as the baby in his arms. But, that would change. He would make sure that she knew, from now on, how much he cared about her. How he was there for not only her, but also Tamara, no matter what, in anyway he could. 

Now all she had to do was wake up.