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Congrats on hitting the 3k milestone! 🥳 I’m a sucker for James Conrad fics and just can’t ever seem to find enough 😍 I was thinking maybe the Beauty and the Beast theme by Céline Dion and Peabo Bryson? Maybe a dash of angst with some fluff and tenderness?
Thanks so much!
James x Beauty and the Beast
James Conrad x fem!Reader
▶️ part of the lyric-drabble-mania (3k followers celebration)
"This is ridiculous, Conrad," you huffed as you pulled the dress over your hips. From the changing both beside you came a low chuckle. "You are just saying that, because you can't stand to breathe the same air as me for more than five minutes, Y/L/N." You scoffed and adjusted the cups of the dress to fit your chest; already annoyed by your stupidly attractive 'colleague'. Forced colleague. "No. I'm saying that because this is ridiculous - and you know it. Pretending Skull Island was just a normal expedition and 'celebrating' our glorious return with a masquerade ball? C'mon..."
It was a joke. All of this. And simultaneously, you hated it. Every 'official' had decided to shut their mouth about the island - about the things you had seen. Nobody talked about it as the suicide mission it was. And the photos you took? Most of them ignored. Nevertheless you didn't believe that this was truly the case. Behind closed doors? Everybody was talking about what you saw. You were sure of it.
"I know, Y/L/N. At least try it. Not every woman I worked with got a free date with me." You suppressed a groan. You hated that man - at least that was what you tried to tell yourself. "Shut up."
James just smiled to himself and adjusted the black bowtie around his neck, before he stepped out of the changing both; mask in hand. Casually, he leaned against the marble wall; hands shoven into the pockets of his black suit pants. "Are you done soon? The event starts in five minutes." He couldn't help but tease you. Something about your spitfire-y image was just so cute.
"Next time, you try to squeeze yourself into a dress and I'll take the tux," you snapped; teeth gritted. Conrad chuckled. "My apologies. Thought you were used to such fancy things as a woman and professional photographer."
You rolled your eyes, gave yourself a last once over in the full-length mirror and ripped the door open. You had been more than ready to fire something back at the man - but your words got stuck in your throat. James was wearing a tux - of course. You had never seen him in such fancy clothing before. The problem about it? He could absolutely pull it. If anything, it made him even more attractive - and you hated that you liked it.
Together, you made your way all across the building to join the 'party'. It was even snobbier than you imagined... Expensive finger food, classical music in the background and lots of champagne. You and Conrad greeted a few people - well-behaved, and listened to several different speeches, before you parted ways for quite a while. Much to your joy. You couldn't stand him and his ego – again, that was what you told yourself at least.
Conrad, who was still standing across from you thought pretty much the same - unbeknownst to you. The tracker had never seen you in a dress before. Let alone in such a formfitting, beautiful yellowish - almost gold one. Strapless, stopping just over your ankles and with beautiful patterns woven into the fabric. He was stunned.
It took Conrad a second to get his act together again. Blinking a few times, the man took a step forward; clearing his throat. "We have to go. Unless they're gonna start this party without us." All you could do in that moment was nod.
Now you were standing close to the doors of this huge ballroom; ready to leave this circus as soon as you were able to. Luckily, you wore a mask. It hid the boredom and dislike on your face. And then you saw Conrad approaching you; shoving his body elegantly past several people. Two glasses of champagne in hand and that stupid charming smile on his lips.
You fought the urge to roll your eyes.
"What do you want?" You more or less snapped at him before he even stopped in front of you. His smile brightened, "Are we even more pissed now, huh? Must be the lack of attention from me. I apologise." and he winked at you; handing you a glass of champagne. You took it from his hand with a scoff. "Keep on telling yourself that, Conrad. Just be careful that your ego doesn't get too big to carry around someday. Not that you fall on your pretty face," you shot back; taking a sip.
James just chuckled and drank some champagne as well. His blue eyes settled on your face then. The music changed. And suddenly he reached out his hand to you again. The one without the glass now. "Dance with me?"
You didn't know how it happened. You really didn't. But suddenly was your glass standing on one of the bar tables alongside Conrad's and instead was your hand neatly tucked in his as you danced. Why did you give into this? He'd only tease you afterwards. You knew you shouldn't have - and yet was dancing with him the first thing on this evening that didn't sound and feel like complete bullshit to you. Strange.
You looked up into his smiling, halfway masked face as you moved gracefully to the music together. Why now? Why did he decide to dance with you to this specific song?
You swallowed as he twirled you in a slow circle, before his warm palm came to rest steadily on your waist again. Suddenly you felt like sucked into the princess movie this song belonged to. You felt like Belle, dancing with her beast. Conrad definitely was your beast. Hence, you even wore a similar dress. Was that a sign?
Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared
Beauty and the beast
It was this particular line which almost managed to take your breath away. His oceanic blue eyes met yours and suddenly the world around you seemed to stop. It was the moment where that one part inside you gave up the fight and surrendered. Perhaps you liked him more than you had been willing to admit. Perhaps was James not as bad as you thought. Not the asshole with the big ego you characterized him at first.
disclaimer: All the lines taken from the songs are not mine. Credits to the artists. I just used the lyrics for the plot, 'atmosphere' and inspiration in these drabbles.
general warnings: music, fluff, smut, angst. There will be warnings on each drabble as well.
All the lines taken from the songs are not mine. Credits to the artists. I just used the lyrics for the plot, 'atmosphere' and inspiration in these drabbles.
▶️ Loki Laufeyson x 'Wannabe' - coming on February 10th
▶️ Daryl Dixon x 'Out on a Limb' - coming on February 13th
▶️ James Conrad x 'Beauty and the Beast' - coming on February 17th
▶️ Joshua 'Scud' Frohmeyer x 'Iris' - coming on February 20th
▶️ Jonathan Pine x 'Dancing With Tears in My Eyes' - coming on February 24th
▶️ Daryl Dixon x 'The Way You Make Me Feel' - coming on February 27th
▶️ Daryl Dixon x 'We Built This City' - coming on March 3rd
▶️ Loki Laufeyson x 'Quit Playing Games (with My Heart) - coming on March 6th
▶️ Joshua 'Scud' Frohmeyer x 'Goo Goo Muck' - coming on March 10th
▶️ Daryl Dixon x 'Every Breath You Take' - coming on March 13th
▶️ Loki Laufeyson x 'Everybody Wants To Rule The World' - coming on March 17th
▶️ Daryl Dixon x 'Sweet Child 'O Mine' -coming on March 20th
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It’s a promise that no matter how broken you feel, you are never beyond saving. That kindness matters. That curiosity is a form of courage. That running doesn’t always mean escaping, sometimes it means choosing hope over despair.
The Doctor doesn’t win because he’s the strongest. He wins because he cares. Because he listens. Because he refuses to stop believing that people can be better, even when the universe gives them every reason not to.
Doctor Who teaches you that change is terrifying, but stagnation is worse. That regeneration hurts, but it also means survival. That you can lose everything and still choose to be gentle. And maybe that’s why it stays with us. When we feel small and temporary, the TARDIS reminds us that there’s always more time and always more stars.
And somehow, impossibly, it keeps inviting us to step inside and believe again.
