#therookie fanfiction

[escapismqueen]

Chenford + what Tim test... your fake proposal to Ashley..

Hi 🥰here it is ❤️I just want to apologise to everyone for how long this took. I was hoping to have it finished at least a week ago, but I’ve been so ridiculously busy and was struggling to find the time to write. I’m literally never busy so when I said ‘hoping to get this up within the next day’ I really meant it 🤣so again, I’m so sorry for the wait. I hope it’s okay ❤️

Summary: ‘I got mad after one of your Tim tests’ Tim couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something deeper at play, and it isn’t long before he’s questioning Lucy to tell him the truth.

Incl- Angst, Hurt/comfort, slight fluff

Warnings- the recollection of that moment that we all hated and a mention of the two clueless people we also hated.

A Chenford fic- What Tim test ?

Tim had been thinking about what Lucy had said the other day ‘I got mad after one of your Tim tests.’ He thought it was funny at the time- even cute, but now he wondered what had made her so mad ? He’s been giving her ‘Tim tests’ since the very first day of her rookie year, what one suddenly hit so hard that she felt she had to retaliate ?

As Lucy clattered around in the kitchen, Tim watched her in deep thought; he had a feeling that when she previously stated ‘I actually can’t remember’ that she most certainly did. Was now the moment to bring it up? “Luce ?” Lucy looked up with a smile of bliss on her face, the kitchen island lights bouncing off her chocolate honey eyes. Maybe now wasn’t the time; she looked happy and relaxed- a feeling that doesn’t come by all too often in their line of work, and Tim didn’t want to bring up something that had obviously caused her some anguish in the past.

Lucy looks towards him, eyebrows raised in curiosity “Tim ? You okay ? You’ve been staring at me for 3 minutes. I thought you had a question ?” She huffs out a small giggle, amused by the far away look in her boyfriends eyes. “Oh, sorry, it doesn’t matter now.” As he turns his head to face away from her, hoping that she won’t push it any further, Lucy paces softly towards him, a narrow eyed look on her face., one hand resting sassily on her hip “Tell me.” The heightened sharpness in her voice a tell tale sign that she’s not going to let this go anytime soon, so Tim gives in and asks the question that’s been plaguing him.

“What was the Tim test ? The one that made you so mad that you signed me up for make a dream ?.” At the utterance of his words, Lucy’s eyes widen, her lips parting to make an ‘o’ shape. She looked nervous and embarrassed, and Tim swears he could see a slight sadness in her vision at the recollection. As if wishing for the situation to go away, Lucy closes her eyes tightly, causing little creases to spread at the corners of her eyes. “I already told you; I can’t remember.” Tim rolls his eyes at her stubbornness; she may often accuse him of being the stubborn one, but she’s not far behind him. “Well I’m not buying it, so spit it out.”

Lucy sighs in defeat, the thought of having to talk about it sending waves of nausea through her body. “Um…it was um, it was when you fake proposed to Ashley.” An eerie silence falls over the room, Tim’s jaw drops at the revelation- he hadn’t realised she’d been so upset by it; at the time, he thought it would be a funny way of ‘teaching her’ that she shouldn’t poke her nose so much into his personal life- a lesson he’d been trying to teach her from day one but has since given up on and admitted defeat; not that he minds.

“The fake proposal ?” Tim’s words come out wobbly and unsure, Lucy’s confession has shaken him more than he thought. He hadn’t necessarily thought too hard about the way it could’ve hurt her- he didn’t know how she felt at that point, and a part of him wanted to see what her reaction would be- but Hurt was not something he ever wanted to see flashing across his girlfriend’s eyes, especially when he was the cause. Yet here she was; glassy eyes that have been darting around and avoiding him at all costs since she first spoke up and told him the truth.

Tim’s hand reaches for his face, brushing his fingers down his skin in disbelief- how could he hurt her like that and not have realised it ? Why didn’t she say anything at the time ? Was she hurt because he fooled her or was she hurt because she had feelings for him at the time ? “But- you were with- you were with Chris, I don’t understand. You knew it was a prank within 30 seconds of it happening, why were you so upset ?” No words followed Tim’s questioning, only the sound of the living room clock ticking at them both in mockery.

“Luce. Please, talk to me. This is clearly something we need to talk about.” He looked at her with a softened gaze, his curiosity put on the back burner in exchange for his concern for her. As he focuses more intently on her, he notices the quickening of her breathing and the shake of her legs; she’s angry- an emotion he didn’t quite expect when the conversation began. She was close to tears only minutes ago, but now- now she looked like she was ready to scream.

Lucys nostrils flare, her fists clenching alongside them as she replays Tim’s question in her head ‘why were you so upset?’ She can’t believe he doesn’t know. Sure, they were with other people when it had happened, but Tim isn’t stupid- how could he possibly not have known that that would upset her given their history ? The echoing of his words push her body off the couch, her stance rigid and her arms flailing in the air. “Are you KIDDING ME?!” The atmosphere shifts as soon as the words leave her mouth. This is no longer a cute little question and answer, this is an argument now.

Tim widens his eyes at his girlfriends demeanour, the sight of her this angry chilling him to his core. One thing people often forget to mention about sunshine people, is that despite the fact that they’re the sweetest, most positive people on earth, if you make them angry, you’re going to need all the help you can get, because they’re not going to back down. At all. Tim knows this about Lucy, and until now, he thought that her mood change when angry was hilarious- now it’s not so funny. As he watches her mouth open again, he takes a deep breath and braces himself for what’s to come- the wrath of Lucy Chen; and as much as he loves her and knows that this mood will diminish very soon, the only thing running through his mind as he watches her is ‘I’m screwed’.

“WHY WERE YOU SO UPSET ?!!! Hmmm, I don’t know- let me think Tim….Oh.. yes that’s it ! When you ‘proposed’ to her, I didn’t find it that humorous actually. I know we hadn’t spoken at all about our feelings then, but there’s always been something Tim, always ! And you know it.” Her voice begins to shake, the anger slowly levelling out as the hurt resurfaces in her chest. “In that moment, when I thought you’d actually proposed to her… I felt.. so stupid. Like ‘oh, this has been in my head, I’ve made it all up- every look, every touch, it didn’t mean the same to him.’ And yeah, i had a boyfriend- I know I did, so maybe I didn’t have the right to be upset, but it doesn’t change the fact that I was. I know you didn’t mean to Tim, but… you broke my heart that day. I couldn’t breathe until I knew it was fake. I went home, and I cried for hours. I lost a bit of hope for us that night because i thought ‘why would he pull this on me if he even felt a little of what I feel for him?”

A quiet fills the room. The air clings tightly to the words spoken, the silence only making them ring louder. ‘You broke my heart.’ Words that have never left the lips of anyone he’d been with before; he was usually the one left heartbroken; but had just left the lips of the person who means more to him than life itself. He’d. broken. Her. Heart.

Tim sits in shock, his hands glued to his side, his chest bubbling with guilt. He shifts his eyes momentarily towards Lucy, only this time, she’s not avoiding his gaze; she’s staring Intently at him with an anxious expression. ‘Say something. Please’ She begs inaudibly to herself. The wait is unbearable- she struggles to pin point the expression on her boyfriends face- all she sees is shock, and all she hears is the sound of her own rapid pulse. Tears begin to cloud her eyes once again, this is it- she’s lost him. As she looks up and slowly moves her body to Turn away from him, she’s stopped by the sudden gentle but firm grip of her boyfriend’s arms.

It takes a moment for her to react, her mind still trying to catch up with Tim’s actions after she’d convinced herself only seconds ago that she’d messed this all up. As if sensing exactly what she was thinking, Tim turns her around in his arms and buries her face into his chest, his hands softly cupping and caressing her hair as he gives warm comforting kisses to her head. “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry” his apology reverberates off of every wall, the murmuring of it releases a sob from Lucy’s chest. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I’m so so sorry.”

When Tim notices that Lucy’s breathing has only quickened, he reaches to cup her face in his hands, fingers tilting her chin up so that their eyes can meet, fingers shakily wiping each tear as they fall “I- I didn’t know. I’m so sorry Luce. I didn’t know.” His whisper is so soft that Lucy feels a slight tickle on her face from his breath. His expression is mirroring hers now- watery eyes, furrowed brows, a clenching of his jaw that’s clearly appeared to persuade his tears not to fall. She begins to think of the day they met; she thought he was such an ass. He was mean to her, he never gave her a smile or a look of reassurance, yet there was something in her that refused to give up on him. A feeling that had never left. She looked at Tim, and watched as the Tim she first met and the Tim she was with now meshed together- how could she possibly be mad at this man when her heart so desperately clung to him?

Lucy buries her face into him once again, taking a not so subtle moment to smell his shirt to help her gather her thoughts and calm her breathing. “No. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. I know you were only pranking me because I was being super annoying that day. And I know you’d never hurt me on purpose. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have even brought it up.. it’s not your fault Tim.”

“It’s not yours either” he states with conviction. “You were hurt and I was the reason for it. And just because I was stupid enough to not realise, doesn’t mean that I don’t owe you an apology.” He moves slowly away from Lucy but keeps a tight grip on her hand, pulling her down with him to lie back onto the couch, his arms wrapping tightly around her waist, their legs entwining with each other with no effort required. Neither of them speak for an hour, they just lay there in each others arms, faces nuzzling into one another, and thanking every Lucky star that they ended up here.

The comfort and warmth radiating from Tim’s body begins to send Lucy to sleep, her eyes fluttering every few seconds to force herself to stay awake just that little bit longer. And she’s glad she did, because a minute later, when she’s cursing herself for fighting sleep that she so obviously needed; Tim breaks the silence. “The only woman I want to marry is you. And I knew that then too.”

[that-fandom-writer]

For those who have an account there are 6047 fanfics on AO3 for the rookie. New stuff is being posted daily. It really makes me wonder how many more there'd be if all the fics for the rookie were there lol

[fanwitch]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: The Rookie (TV 2018)

"That night, while lying in a hospital bed, unable to properly move, Tim had realized that he missed their conversations – hearing her talk with so much enthusiasm, listening to her voice and feeling the compassion in it. He missed her."

This is a two-piece which explores the thought process of Tim and Lucy in 5x06. First chapter is Tim's perspective, while the second is Lucy's. In the first part I make a reference to another fanfiction story I wrote ("The Safety Net" - a conversation between Lopez and Bradford) as in my mind that scene totally happened. There's a flashback to the hospital scene in 5x05 as well. Hope you enjoy!

[audielewiswrites]

“She lifted her head to stare at the stick again.  A baby. Tim’s baby.”

The Last Laugh - Chapter 4 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1321122339-the-last-laugh-chapter-4?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=AudieLewis&wp_originator=pxlA5z8p6kEgABYgWH555ioGeq%2Bqc4HuLtlxZFDhX4SUZYOEuszKBPfPaVO06%2FZ%2FPXa7QSmC2J%2Fevknd2inLQek72Tz33kGkGRL4y%2Fb9kKRzSmsmiloMqIPrJ2fOEeGL Tim's attempt to prank Lucy goes a little off the rails. Canon through 4x10

[mamadoc]

Dear #Chenford/#TheRookie friends,

Thank you to everyone that has read any of my fanfiction stories. I, like many of you, have been very affected by 6x6. I’ve tried to continue writing my Catch of a Lifetime story, but each time I try, I cry. Then I try again and cry.

The chapter I’m trying to write has Tim promising to never leave Lucy and to take care of her. And I just can’t write that right now. It feels too disingenuous. And I can’t handle it emotionally.

So, after taking a few days to process things, I’ve decided to tackle a different story I’ve wanted to write for a while. It’s still a Chenford story, but there’s a lot of heartache up front. That seems to match my emotional state more right now. Perhaps it will match yours, too

I’d love to have you follow me on this journey if you’re in a place where you can still read Chenford (I wasn’t for a few days).

My apologies again that I’m going to have to take a hiatus on Catch.

Hopefully I’ll have it ready to post in the next few days.

Sending hugs to anyone that needs them as we all try to process what was thrown at us.

[roguelucychen]

Not Even For Me - Chenford fanfiction

Warnings: Violence, attempted SA, mention of drvgs, Smut

#therookie #Chenford #chenfordfanfic

1st chapter:

Latest chapter:

[kristigatto]

The Rookie Fans Needed!

Hey #therookie fans - I am working on a research study about fan engagement (specifically, "The Rookie" as a case study). Have 10-15 minutes to spare? Help us out! You just need to be a fan of the show! This study may even end up in a (media) psychology journal one day ;-). #fanfiction #fanvids #chenford

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[fandumonde]

Famille de cœur : Fanfiction The Rookie (1) chapitre 10

Dernier chapitre de ma fanfiction. J'espère que vous avez aimé. Last chapter of this fanfic. I hope you liked it #chenford #therookie

Présentation Titre : Famille de cœur Résumé : Situé pendant la saison 4. C’est l’anniversaire de Lucy, mais la jeune femme est triste et très silencieuse. Ces amis font tout pour comprendre la raison de son humeur et l’aider du mieux qu’ils le peuvent (Tim plus que les autres). Personnages : Lucy Chen et Tim Bradford Version anglaise de ma Fanfiction The rookie Fanfiction The…

[tvshowfanfics12]

Running from the mob

Chapter 3: 

Lucy’s POV: 

I didn’t hear them come in, but soon Nyla, Angla, and Tim were in the office with Nolan and I. Nolan stood up and gave his friendly smile before saying, “So, we got everything written down. I don’t think we have anything to worry about immediately, but Lucy should get a hotel room or something.” 

“A hotel room?” Nyla shook her head. “I am sure we can find room for her at one of our houses. Right, Tim?” Nyla gave Tim a strange look, to which Tim responded by glaring at her. 

“I am fine,” I stand up and bud in before a war breaks out in this room.

“Stop trying to act tough,” Tim turned his anger to me. “You can’t possibly stay at your apartment. It is unsafe. It is not safe for any of us really.” 

“I will be fine,” I roll my eyes, annoyed and too tired to think straight.

“Don’t fight,” Nolan turned to me in a calming and in friendly tone. “Just let one of us take you home for the night. We can go to your apartment and get your things, but if they know where you live already, they might have a way of getting into your apartment.” 

That sent shivers down my spine. 

“You can stay with me,” Tim offered while he searched through the papers at his desk. “And where is that form you need to sign to get it on file that your personal property was damaged at work. We have to get one of those filled out before we leave.” 

“Already done,” I walked over and handed him the form. “I thought you would want to file it before the morning.” 

“Good,” Tim took it and went to his computer. As he was typing in the information, the others were talking about all the damage done to my car. Though my car wasn’t perfect, after today it was pretty much totaled, which meant I would have to get a new car. 

“What?” Tim said, looking up from his computer as he noticed I was staring off into space. “What is the matter?” 

“Nothing,” I turned back to him. “And there is no need to host me. I will be fine at a hotel.”

“What is the problem? You have stayed at my place before without this much protest.” Tim pointed out the obvious, but I didn’t care. It was still embarrassing to have to ask my old T.O. to host me for the night. 

“I don’t want to intrude,” I take a step back. “Besides, this is sort of my mess. I don’t want to drag you into it.” 

“I was dragged into it the second we took this case,” Tim leaned back in his chair and reached into his front pocket to hand me a few pictures. “I grabbed these while we were searching your car. The forensic team will be here in an hour, so I thought you would want these in case we can’t get your car back for a while.” 

“Thanks,” I smiled, looking down at the photos. I have one of Nolan, Jackson, and I on the first day of being a rookie. Then I have one of my parents and I at a holiday party. And the last was one of Tim and I after a run with Cujo. These are all precious to me. 

“It was nothing,” Tim stood up. “So, let's get home. It's already two in the morning, so you should just come back to my place for the night.” 

“I don’t know…” 

“Lucy,” the way Tim says my name makes my heart skip a beat. 

“Alright,” I nod. 

“Good,” Tim smiles in triumph before turning to the others. “Nightshift is taking over for now and casing the car. There is nothing else we can do, so everyone should go home and get some rest. We have the day off tomorrow, so sleep in if you need and we can meet later in the afternoon.” 

I always liked when Tim takes command like this. He is so strict and knows what he talks about, which turns me on. I know it is wrong to crush on your old T.O. the way that I do, but something about Tim makes me feel safe when I am around him. 

“Sounds good,” Angla nods in agreement with her friend. “Besides, the coffee was not enough to keep me up all night.” 

“Yeah,” Nyla nods. “I feel ready to slump over and sleep a whole day. Who knows how Nolan feels. He missed his nightly nap.” 

“Hey!” Nolan looked offended. “Just because you are tired doesn’t give you the right to hurt me with your words.” 

“Oh, calm down,” Nyla pats Nolan’s shoulder. “I don’t mean to hurt your feelings.” 

“Alright everyone,” I step forward before everyone's lack of sleep causes us to get into a fight. “It is time for us to head home.” 

Everyone started to gather their things and Tim locked up his office before we headed down to the parking area. On the ride down from the elevator, Angela leaned over my shoulder and looked at the photos in my hands. 

“Those are nice,” she commented. 

“Thanks,” I smiled and hand her my photos to look at. 

“What do they mean? Any special meaning?” Nyla came into our conversation. 

“They are just important moments in my life and people I care about. I have been meaning to get the group photo from Angela’s wedding printed, but I keep forgetting.” I explain to them. 

“I have a couple extra from my wedding,” Angela says. “I can bring in one if you would like?” 

“I would love that,” I smiled. 

“I will send myself a reminder to bring one in on my next shift.” Angela pats my shoulder. 

The elevator dings and the doors open, letting all of us get out. I say goodbye to everyone before leaving with Tim to his special parking area. Without a word, I climb into Tim’s large truck and he pulls out into the busy street. It wasn’t a long ride to Tim’s house, but my eyelids grew heavy and I didn’t notice until it was too late, but I had fallen asleep. 

“Hey,” Tim’s voice broke through my dreams. “We are at my place, Lucy. Wake up.” Tim’s voice was comforting, and I couldn’t help but smile. “Lucy? Lucy, you have to wake up now. Or else I will have to carry you inside.” 

“No,” I shake my head, but the smile doesn’t fade. “I can walk.” 

“Come on,” Tim said before opening his car door and getting out. A few seconds later my door opens and Tim helps me to unbuckle my seat belt. “Can you walk?” 

“Yeah,” I nod and sit up. “I am fine.” Tim helps me down from his truck and gives me his arm to lean on while we walk to his front door. Once inside Tim let Cujo outside for the bathroom and I head over to his living room and fall onto his couch. 

“What are you doing?” Tim asks as he walks into the room. 

“Going to bed,” I mumbled into the cushions. 

“Not here,” Tim walks over. “You can sleep on the bed tonight.” 

“We already had this conversation,” I rolled my eyes, even though I was only doing it to the couch and Tim couldn’t actually see me. “I am fine sleeping on your couch, and you can sleep on your bed.” 

“You are my guest,” Tim protests. 

“And I don’t want to put you out of your way,” I sit up enough to turn my head towards him. “Now, stop arguing and go to bed. It is three in the morning and if I don’t get some sleep soon I am going to be a zombie.” 

“We wouldn’t want that,” Tim chuckles. 

With that, I lay my head back onto his couch and close my eyes. Tim walks over and drapes a blanket over me before whispering goodnight and leaving to his room. Cujo comes over and lays by my hand, and I pet him until I fall asleep. 

[waschal]

Are there no #Castle and #TheRookie FanFictions out there?

[escapismqueen]

Made an AO3 account. I’ll still be posting all my works here too though 💕 username: Escapism_queen21

[that-fandom-writer]

I wrote something for the first time since the end of March!

[escapismqueen]

Chenford Pre-relationship + almost kiss!

Chenford headcanon- Pre- relationship almost kiss + heated argument.

Hi, Thankyou for the request 🥰I’ve decided to combine this request and another asking for a chenford ‘heated argument’ request. I thought they’d work well together. Let me know what you all think. Hope it’s okay ❤️

Tim is sat at Grey’s desk, watching the clock tick by; it’s been a pretty quiet day today, good for the people of LA, bad for Tim’s boredom. Grey is away for the day in court, so Tim is now in charge. Before Tim can even think about how long it’s been since his radio went off, his phone is ringing, Nyla’s name at the top. He’s immediately concerned, his heartbeat quickening rapidly, not feeling good about what Nyla has to say. He knows Nyla is riding with Lucy today, and why else would she be calling him on his personal phone during work hours if not about Lucy? His hands rush to the phone, voice pouring out in panic, not even greeting Nyla “what’s happened to Lucy ?” Nyla sighs almost regretfully, knowing that Tim’s about to go into protective mode, which Nyla happens to thinks that although it’s not surprising, is rather interesting for someone who claims to be ‘just Lucy’s T.O’. “Tim, just take a breath, it’s not that serious’ Tim let’s out an exasperated sigh, his hands clenching at the side of the desk so hard that it almost splinters. “Nyla, tell me what’s happened !” Knowing that she may as well rip off the band aid before Tim loses it, she tells him what’s going on “Okay, me and Lucy were called out to check on a domestic report, and things got a bit out of hand and the guy stabbed Lucy “

“STABBED ?! Nyla stabbed where ? Is she okay ? Is she at the hospital ?” Tim’s voice shakes, glad that he’s currently at the station helping Grey out so that he can leave right now. “If you let me finish, you would’ve heard me tell you it was in the leg. It’s not serious, the wound wasn’t that deep, she’s being checked out at the minute but they’re thinking she’ll only need stitches. She’s okay, Tim” The air is invaded with Tim’s sigh of relief, a part of him wondering why he is so worried. This happens all the time on the job, and he knows Lucy can handle herself. So why does he feel so worked up ? “I’m coming to the hospital” “No, you don’t need to. She’s okay, I just wanted to let you know th-“ “I’m coming” He abruptly hangs up the phone and makes his way to appoint Smitty as the officer in charge so that he can go and see Lucy.

Later on when Tim arrives at the hospital

“What were you thinking ?” Tim storms through Lucy’s hospital room door, clashing it against the wall with a pent up distress. “What ? Tim what are you doing here ?” Lucy crunches her eyebrows at him in confusion. “Nyla called me. And she just told me that you ran at a man twice your size who had a knife pointed at you ! That is so stupid and reckless !” Lucy’s eyebrows begin to raise, surprise flashing across her features before her eyes have returned to their original crunching, only this time, Tim sees an anger in them that wasn’t there before. “Are you kidding me ? We’re police officers. It’s our job to do things like this! He had a knife and I did what I was supposed to, to try and get it off him !” Lucy’s voice is raised with a slight disappointment wavering through; she thought Tim trusted that she was good at her job. Now she’s not so sure. Tim shakes his head, hand reaching up to pull slightly at his hair “Lucy, you made an impulse decision and ran at him! You could’ve tried to talk him down before trying that !” Lucy scoffs in disbelief “I cannot believe you right now. I’ve seen you do things so much more impulsive. I was doing my job ! You’re a cop, you know that ! Why does this matter all of a sudden ?” Tim sighs and runs his hands down his face. He doesn’t know either. He just knows that he doesn’t like it. He doesn’t like the idea of Lucy getting hurt, doesn’t like the idea of anything bad happening to her. What if it was worse ? The anxious thoughts begin to multiply but he’s abruptly interrupted by Lucy’s now soft voice “Tim?” The sound of her angelic voice snaps him out of his worried state. “What’s the matter ?” Silence dresses the room in an instant. The sound of Lucy’s IV drip sounding louder than ever. Tim slowly takes a step towards Lucy, reaching for the chair next to her bed and lowering himself slowly upon it. “You could’ve gotten yourself killed” Lucy’s gaze softens and her hand goes to reach for Tim’s, noticing his hunched figure. “I didn’t though. I know what I’m doing. Do you not trust me ?” Tim’s head snaps up, regret glazing over his slightly glassy pupils. “No, Lucy. Of course I trust you. You’re amazing at the job. I just, you need to be- you could’ve been killed” Lucy notices that Tim’s leg is bobbing up and down swiftly. This has bothered him a lot. She can’t stop staring at him. He looks like he’s feeling so many things, and she can’t figure out what they are. Tim breathes out softly, not enjoying the slight quiver that elicits from his throat. Lucy feels his breath on her face and they both now realise how close they are. Lucy’s breath hitches in her throat and Tim’s head lifts so achingly slowly that Lucy feels like she’s going to scream. The moment Tim’s eyes meet hers, the air changes. There’s a blur around them both. The only thing they can see is each other and they’re starting to think the only thing they want to see is each other. Their eyes wander in each others for what feels like forever, Lucy noting how Tims eyes have a little sparkle in them that she never noticed before. Tim noting how Lucy’s eyes look like a warm pot of honey in the sunlight and all he wants to do is get lost in them. Their bodies acts before their minds can and both of them nervously start to lean in, lips parting in anticipation, breaths becoming quicker. *RING, RING* the sounds of Tim’s phone going off breaks them both apart. Tim sees Smitty’s name and realises he should probably answer. His thumb hits the accept button but his eyes don’t dare falter from Lucy’s for even a second. They’re both thinking the same thing. ‘What just almost happened ?’.

[escapismqueen]

These are all either some of the requests I’ve been given, or prompts from chenford March madness. 🥰

[escapismqueen]

It’s ‘start writing a fanfiction, then completely lose the ability to write’ hours.

[escapismqueen]

How are your chenford March Madness prompts going?

Omg how do I keep forgetting about March madness !!! I guess the answer to that question is ‘not very well’ so thank you for reminding me 🤣❤️