#beckitty

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Just some quick, messy sketches based on those Date Night headcanons I was rambling about the other day

[vaspider]

I saw your post about your name being censored, and you mentioned your spouse being in afib. I really hope they feel better soon, and please remember to look after you. I know it's hard to do with a loved one in hospital, but it is important. Take care, and wishing you all the best.

Thanks, friend. 

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Beckett, walking into the room, slightly disheveled: Sorry I'm late, I was... doing things.

Kitty, following behind with a self satisfied smirk: I'm things.

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"I see you're still alive." She remarked.

It was the same thing that she said to him every time that they greeted after he had been away. An attempt at appearing impartial- maybe even cool and detached. But there was a weight to her words, an emotion that was betrayed by the look in her eyes. And if you looked closely enough, you might be able to see the truth. For when she spoke those words, what she was actually saying was I missed you. I worry. I'm glad to see you're ok.

And she was pretty sure that the sentiment reached him, though neither of them ever spoke of it aloud. As, every single time, his expression softened for just a moment before he responded. And, every single time, his response was the same.

"As are you."

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Beckett: I have made the decision to dictate the rest of my notes. Writing has become increasingly difficult since Ms Briars decided that she desired nothing more than to use my lap as her personal pillow.

Briars: And what a comfy pillow you are, B. As usual, I regret nothing!

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Two very good moments would come out of the aftermath of Kitty and Beckett hooking up and they would be:

1. Kitty trying to process what she did after she gets a moment alone, like "ok, so you definitely slept with Beckett. That happened. Now what, Briars? Do we just pretend nothing happened? Do we not do that? Is our friendship with him going to be broken now? Are- oh fuck am I going to be in that damn diary now!?"

2. Ryan finding out about it and freaking out because "he is my DAD, Kitty!" and Kitty just looking him dead in the eye and without skipping a beat, responding: "huh. interesting. Because he was calling me daddy last night"

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I've joked before about Ryan calling Kitty & Beckett 'mom' and 'dad', independent of one another, because they're people he looks up to more than others. But now that I'm like waist deep in this whole 'Kitty develops feelings for Beckett' thing, I'd like it known that she definitely leans into that shit, and starts referring to Ryan as "our son" to Beckett, or like pulling the "don't make me tell your father" card when Ryan's being reckless, and doing overexaggerated, like, "Honey! I'm so glad you're here!!" lines when Beckett arrives

[chanciwrites]

“You’re cold. Come here.”

Beckett was cold, sure, but he couldn’t risk it again, could he? He was almost one hundred percent sure that the new soulmark she had was from him. If he didn’t take the suppressants...he would have one, too. Lately he had been contemplating stopping it. More than he had ever thought about anything, honestly. But he didn’t know what to do. Actors and actresses with soulmarks didn’t get as much attention because they weren’t as versatile. Sure, Kitty was able to hide hers, but what if his wasn’t where it could be hidden? The worst part was that she had one and didn’t know who it was and he was falling in love with her. “I’m okay. I’ll just...” But in the end, he couldn’t tell her no. Beckett moved closer and got under the blanket with her as they waited outside for their ride.