Imagine you work for Section D of MI5. One evening you’re walking home, and see Lucas North having a panic attack in the rain. You beckon him into your flat and help him calm down.
(I’m not currently posting fics (will be back soon!), but all imagines can be requested through my ask box. However, if this one is requested, I may turn it into Lucas x Amy, seeing as she’s my OC who features a lot with him in my fics)
Comments/Notes/Housekeeping: Thank you to everyone who reblogged and commented on my last of the RA Character Headcanon Series. I appreciate it very much. I know I sound like a broken record, but please do consider a reblog if you like a post, and if you wish to be added on to my tag lists, please let me know. You are also very welcome to request head canons as well, so I can continue on with this series and open it up to a lot more scenarios.
This head canon post was requested by @sweetestgbye Thank you very much, hun. You're very welcome to request head canons with these 9 characters. Just send the request via my ask box, please. This instalment will focus on how all the characters handle a New Year kiss more precisely, a kiss which involves you, the reader. Enjoy!
Comments/Notes/Housekeeping: Thank you to everyone who reblogged and commented on my last of the RA Character Headcanon Series. I appreciate it very much. I know I sound like a broken record, but please do consider a reblog if you like a post, and if you wish to be added on to my tag lists, please let me know. You are also very welcome to request head canons as well, so I can continue on with this series and open it up to a lot more scenarios.
This head canon post is how the characters would react to you announcing pregnancy and then how they would treat you through that pregnancy. Enjoy!
Comments/Notes/Housekeeping: Thank you to everyone who reblogged and commented on my last of the RA Character Headcanon Series. I appreciate it very much. I know I sound like a broken record, but please do consider a reblog if you like a post, and if you wish to be added on to my tag lists, please let me know.
This head canon post is how the characters would react to you being ill. Enjoy!
Notes/Comments/Housekeeping: Welcome to my new head canon series, where I take 9 Richard Armitage characters and analyse them all in a particular situation and talk about how they'd react. As always, comments and reblogs are always welcome. Suggestions for future head canons are very welcome, too.
To start us off, I'm going to be looking at the love (romantic) language of each of the characters I've selected and appear in the header. Like with my fics, if you wish to be added to my tag list then let me know. You can either be tagged in everything (Follow Forever), or particular fics/head canons. Just state which you'd like to be added to.
Surprisingly my phone contains far more photos of different fictional characters than I expected although majority of photos are of Thranduil, what a surprise! 😄
Illustrated characters I left out (Glorfindel, Elu Thingol and Caranthir).
Lucas sighed deeply and checked his watch again. A frown spread on his face. He hated waiting and maybe his impatient nature was a hindrance in his career, considering his profession. As he took a sip of water from the bottle in his hand, he rested his head against the headrest of the rented and much too luxurious car he was seated in. How people could spend so much money on a car was both indecent and beyond his understanding of the world, but then he reminded himself that for tonight, he was supposed to act like that part of the world was his as well.
When Harry had suggested the undercover attendance at one of the most spectacular parties of the year, Lucas had just laughed. It sounded like something coming from a movie but when he was briefed about the details, especially the guest list, he realized this could be a great chance to have a closer look at one of the more interesting, both financially and character-wise, members in a loosely connected group of businessmen all claiming they had no interests in arms dealing but all secretly supported one of the largests trader in the country, one who never mixed business with emotions, never asked for the purpose behind the devastating weapons he sold to the highest bidder. The only shadow resting over this operation was that Lucas could not pick his own partner. Harry had been very persistent about who it had to be, despite Lucas’ attempts to dodge the issue and go alone. Apparently, he needed a date, someone who would gracefully follow him, glued to his arm, speak little but smile a lot and as the night would go on, discreetly excuse herself and then secretly report every detail back to Harry. She was the reason he was now dressed in a tuxedo and seated outside a small townhouse. Its walls were painted white a low iron fence surrounded the building. And he was waiting… for her.
Prompts: "Did we make a mistake?" Enemies to Lovers trope.
Fandom: Spooks
Pairings: Lucas North x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Angst, language, sexual references, insecurity
Summary: You and Lucas hated each other on sight initially, but when you're forced together on an operation, your feelings have taken a complete turn for the opposite.
Comments/Notes: If anyone would like to be added to or removed from my tag list, please say.
Ooh, the intensity! I loved how you described their feelings for each other, love and presumable hate vs professionalism. The last paragraph was just 😘
The summer is almost here so let’s have some summery fun!
And what can be better than stretching your creative muscle? @fizzyxcustard and yours truly have something especially for you:
ARMITAGE SUMMER SPLASH!
🌟 What is it about?
Well, as they say, it’s all in the name… 😈
If you have seen at least one movie or series with Richard Armitage, we invite you for a month-long ride across the diverse landscape of the characters he portrayed.
🌟 Everyone is welcome!
It’s Richard Armitage appreciation time! It doesn’t matter if you’re a die-hard simp, a casual fan or if you just happen to like one of his characters – we'll be more than happy if you join us!
🌟 Let your imagination run wild!
Wondering what could have happened if Thorin wore a mithril shirt in BOTFA? Pondering what John Thornton’s life could have looked like after marrying Miss Hale? Thinking that Lucas North deserved a happy ending?
Now you have a chance to explore all those ideas (and more).
Throughout the month of June, we’ll be posting RA-related prompts every Sunday - starting tomorrow! There is going to be one prompt for each day. And each prompt will consist of three elements: a trope, a quote, and an image. You can pick one of them, two - or all three elements, whatever inspires you the most, and do your magic! Feel free to create works (ficlets, art, fics sketches, drabbles, moodboards and so on) for all 30 June prompts - or just pick the ones you like. It’s up to you!
🌟 I'm not really in a creative mood. / I don't have time to do it.
Don't worry! You can still be on the lookout for stories and art created by others! Reading, admiring, commenting and reblogging is a great way to participate in the event too!
Watch this space tomorrow (May 29th) for more details and let us know if you’d like to join/be tagged!
Hello, hun. Can I take up your offer for a comfort fic? Reader is absolutely worn out from work and overwhelmed. The character is up to you, sweets. You can choose for me, as long as it's RA. :)
Hello hello! Thank you for this lovely idea! 💙💙💙
I've been thinking a lot about it and I decide to challenge myself by writing a fic about... Lucas North. This is my first time with this character, so I'm a bit nervous. I hope he is not too far from the Lucas we all know from Spooks.
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Relationships: Lucas North x Reader
Rating: T
It had been a very long day. Scratch that. It had been a very long week. Your job was a demanding one. Of course, you were very much aware of it at the time of signing your employment contract, but the recent events in the world made it even more so. You weren’t one for complaining, though. Perhaps you were only one of the countless cogwheels in the government machine, but you knew how important your work was. Besides, has anyone ever seen a machine that could work without even one of its cogwheels in its place?
It had been several years since you started working at the Box, as MI5 was called by your coworkers. As an analyst, your job was to focus on specific sources of information and provide your superiors with highly detailed briefs and reports as well as assessing the potential threat levels of distinct events.
Needless to say, the last couple of months brought you even more raw data to work on than ever. Every day, you came to the office shortly after dawn and left long after dark. You tackled your tasks diligently, one by one, trying to ignore your fatigue, headaches, and sore eyes after many hours of staring at the computer screen.
“I’ll sleep when the current crisis is finally over,” you’d say to your equally tired-looking coworkers and they’d nod, understanding it all too well. All of you were doing your best. However, at the end of the day, most of them would return to their homes and their families who waited for them eagerly. You, on the other hand, would enter your empty flat, eat your dinner staring at the empty chair across the kitchen table, and then go to sleep in the spacious double bed that somehow felt cold even though your fluffy duvet was supposed to keep you warm.
Lucas was far away and you had no idea when you would see him again. You still remembered the day you saw him for the first time as he strode into your office, tall, dark and handsome, the colour of his eyes accentuated by his deep blue shirt. With a faint smile, he asked you for a report and while he spoke with you, his gaze never left your face. Soon after, you started dating, and a year later you decided to move in together. You knew how dangerous his work was, his branch was always at the forefront of action, but he was made for it. As a result, the time you spent together felt even more precious.
As the current world situation grew more and more complicated, Lucas was sent on a mission somewhere. Asking about any details was out of the question for obvious reasons. You didn’t even know when––or if––you would see him again. Even if it had been over two months since you said your good-byes, you remembered how he held you close and whispered tender words into your ear just before you fell asleep. These days, you imagined it every evening when you were trying to fall asleep. Often, the constant stress and worry you felt would chase your sleep away. You would lay in your bed for hours, wondering where Lucas was and hoping he was safe.
One Friday afternoon, or rather evening, you were buried in work when the exhaustion took the better of you and your eyelids started to droop. You woke up suddenly half an hour later, your head resting on a heap of papers on your desk in a very uncomfortable position, with an aching neck. That was it. Your brain refused to work any longer and you needed to rest.
As soon as you left the building, you groaned. It was raining. Cold raindrops assaulting your face and clothes were the last thing you needed. You were about to run to the nearest Tube station when a warm baritone voice reached your ears.
“What does a gorgeous woman like you do in a horrible place like this?” there was only one man in the entire world who would make this kind of cheeky remark standing in front of the MI5 headquarters.
You are a gem, you know that, right!? I don't know how you do it, do you have some psychic powers or what but this was so on point and reflected my feelings over the past weeks. I wish I'd had a tall, dark (or blond 😉) and handsome to take care of me. One can dream, right. 😄
Me (during Easter holidays) and reader...I'm just a little tired (read: completely and utterly exhausted).
I remember watching the series years ago. I'm not sure though how many seasons I watched it. The title was Special Forces. 😄 Maybe I should try and find it somewhere to refresh my memory.
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