#evlynn

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ship dynamic by OkamiWolven

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TV APPRECIATION WEEK 2025 | Day 2: Newest TV Obsession ⤷ The Librarians (2014) | Eve & Flynn being married w/ children (the LITs)

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Find Five Lines Tag

thank you so much for tagging me @xxsksxxx!! this looks like so much fun and i loved reading your lines <3

Rules: find any lines in your WIP or fics that fit each parameter given by the person who tagged you. Then change one of the parameters and tag five or more people.

My lines: a line about longing, a passionate line, a line expressing relief, a line that screamed, a funny line

Your lines: a line about desire, a line expressing grief, a line expressing pain, a line that makes you incredibly happy, a line expressing anger

a line about longing from an original WIP:

It is easy to think of fragments of sentences, of pleas, now she has allowed herself this moment to dream. For all their differences, Alex and she are the same in one significant way: paragraphs and soliloquies and poetry flow from their hands and lips like water. She has devised masterpieces that founding fathers quote in their writings. He has brought financial systems into existence with only a pen. And for what? This gift, this commonality, has not given her Alex. She cannot tell him her true hopes, her deepest fears, not even her real name. For all the sentences they have given the world, there are so many words left in the space between them.

passionate line from this evlynn fic:

“Even when I didn’t know you, I knew you,” she promises, arms aching with the desire to wrap around him. He presses his forehead to hers.

“Even when I didn’t know you,” he replies, pulling back only just, and yes, there are the tears, sliding down his cheeks as he cages her in his embrace, “I loved you.”

a line expressing relief from new year's day (ironwidow):

And when she does, she can feel when he wakes because his lips split into a wide grin that halts any semblance of a kiss. “Nat,” he gasps, breathless, kissing her harder. The way she is leaning against her elbow is awkward, but her back isn’t implicated, so she deals with it to let Tony kiss her for a few more seconds. “You’re alive,” he murmurs, anguished and relieved and she has to squeeze her eyes shut to keep her tears from falling. “I’m furious with you, by the way,” he adds against her mouth, bringing up a hand to tangle in her hair. He kisses her harder for a brief moment, but they are broken apart naturally by the way they both can’t help but smile.

a line that makes me scream from a msr wip:

Mulder forces a teasing smile to his face, though he feels none of the emotion behind it. “Who’s going to second guess me if you’re not there?”

Scully goes rigid, cold, and he knows he’s misstepped. “You can turn on all the recordings of the many voicemails I’ve left you over the last few months. Even better. You can’t ditch a recording machine.”

His voice goes low. “I can’t turn your soul on."

funny line from my pjo fic:

Percy frowns, but his eyes are twinkling. “Oh yeah, I should be more specific. If I’ve gotta fight my dad, Poseidon, God of the Seas, Earthshaker, Guy Who Dresses Like He’s Blind, Man Who Needed A Dolphin to Convince His Wife to Marry Him, Keeper of the Fishing Pole of Death-”

Tagging: @katebishopofearth, @themorganapendragon, @rappaccini @autumnwoodsdreamer, @baronessblixen, and anyone else who would like to! just say i tagged you <3

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For the requests:

Fleve nightmare hurt/comfort, please!

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Flynn woke up earlier than even his earliest morning. It was thirty seconds past midnight when his eyes opened. He checked the clock on the hotel room’s wall only right before he stepped out the front door. Ten after.

As he steps through the annex’s door his eyes rake themselves across the long table. Papers lie spread out across it. Cassandra’s seat had a chemistry set in front of it, with a rock sitting on top of it all with only a slim piece of paper keeping it from falling into the top vile. Curiously he couldn’t recognize the rock. He should know it. Maybe with a closer look, his sleep-addled brain could finally…Flynn takes a step toward the strange setup, before stopping himself.

Something was off. Pieces were clicking together in his brain as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He looks around once more.

Where is everyone?

He raises a finger, wagging it at the silent air. There’s no scurrying amongst the shelves, no soft breathing as Cassandra works, no sudden inhalations over a very riveting part of one of the library’s books from Jacob. Not even the sound of tired complaints, soft mutterings, or even the occasional tinkering from Jenkin’s office. Fearful, Flynn turns to look at his and Eve’s shared desk. It’s organized to Eve’s liking, same as always. Or almost the same.

Flynn quickly strides over to the desk. Everything was in place. Her stacks of papers were neatly organized, pens were in the container, and the middle of the desk was completely clear. He looks around again completely confused.

Except the middle of the desk wasn’t.

Flynn’s eyes dart back down. As if appearing from thin air there was a small note written with short, curt, ink lettering.

‘I can’t do this anymore Flynn. You just keep leaving.

So now, I’ve left.

We’ve all left.’

No.

He drops the paper, and dashes down the hall towards the library’s doors.

No.

They’re locked. He can’t step out of the annex.

No. 

Jenkins is gone. Everything in his lab is empty.

No. 

Cassandra. Only books remain.

No!

Jacob. Nothing’s touch. Nothing’s there.

No!

Ezekiel. His room is picked clean, not even a speck of dust remains.

NO!

He practically busts down the door to his room. All of his things are still there. The paintings, books, and half-finished scrawlings on everything from the walls to random pieces of paper all about. Yet there aren’t any modern photos anymore. Her collage wall of their past adventures is empty. Her pillow is missing, and the closest doesn’t hold any of her clothes anymore. It was almost as if Eve had never been here at all.

In the middle of the room Flynn spins, until his head starts to swirl. He can’t stand anymore. She’s gone. His stomach lurches. Eve is gone. Flynn drops to his knees.

“Flynn!” He can hear her call his name. It sounds like a whisper, short, and low. As if she were afraid to wake him.

He should’ve woken up sooner. Return faster. Flynn raises his head and the walls start to melt around him. Maybe he shouldn’t have left at all.

When the world starts to shake, he squeezes his knees. What can he do? There’s no time. Nobody’s here.

The world gives way, and he’s falling. Air flies past him. It pushes up against the back of his head, driving the edges of his hair to scratch his skin. Hands grab his shoulders. Flynn forces his eyes open, and all he sees is the walls of the annex falling in, and around the whole that swallowed him continues. On and on and-

All at once his limbs jump to attention. Hands fly out, smacking against the bed, as he throws his head up, and legs out. Soft, damp sheets cling to his palms. He takes comfort in the solid, uncaving bed. Flynn blinks the sleep sand from his eyes. In between the third and fourth blink he registers the hands still on his shoulders. They give him a quick squeeze, before moving up to cup his face.

He steals a quick breath. Sweat, salt, Eve’s strawberry scented shampoo all hits his nose at once. Calloused, careful thumbs gently brush the last of the sand away from his eyes. 

“Hey there.”

Flynn blindly throws his arms around her. He pushes his face out of her hands and against her neck. Eyes still shut, he presses himself into her as much as he can. Eve lets out a sigh, before moving her arms around to hold his back and head. 

As his heart settles Flynn dares to speak. “You’re here.”

“Of course I am.” She sounds confident. So why did he feel so anxious? “Where else would I be?”

Where else indeed?

Maybe the nightmare had just been his subconscious reminding him of past mistakes. Could it have been riling him up in response to a deep seated fear? Who knows? He doesn’t need the answer. She’s here.

Eve’s right here in his arms, on their bed, deep within the annex. Home.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I'll be taking writing prompts until October 16th at 11:59pm EST.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: F/M

Fandoms: Star Trek: Strange New Worlds (TV), The Librarians (TV 2014)

Relationship: Eve Baird/Flynn Carsen

Characters: Eve Baird, Flynn Carsen, Jenkins | Galahad (The Librarians), Number One | Una Chin-Riley (Star Trek), Christopher Pike, Christine Chapel, Spock (Star Trek), La'an Noonien-Singh, Nyota Uhura, Erica Ortegas, Joseph M'Benga, Hemmer (Star Trek), Jenna Mitchell, Admiral April (Star Trek) - Character

Additional Tags: Episode: s01e06 Lift Us Where Suffering Cannot Reach (Star Trek: Strange New Worlds), Episode: s01e07 The Serene Squall (Star Trek: Strange New Worlds), Episode: s01e08 The Elysian Kingdom (Star Trek: Strange New Worlds), Fluff, Angst, Comfort, eve and una look alike, eve and flynn are married, post the librarians (2014), eve and flynn are in the future, Not Beta Read, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Language: English

Summmary:

Shore leave has just ended for The Enterprise and her crew, but the end of that time comes with an important mission. Hosting 2 Veritas officials of Earth for 2 months, and then their transport back to Earth. Veritas carries a great presence on Earth, the oldest known institution, highly prestigious, invite only. Working above all governments on Earth for as long as it had been recorded in history. The Library has a job to do, a job only its best Librarian and Guardian can do; they must prove that magic is restricted to Earth.

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– Flynn Carsen Happy birthday @youkilledpetunia ! 💖

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12, 29, 57 OTP ask, you decide the pairing :P

We're gonna do all random pairings, then. Your fault. :P

12. Do they have many heated arguments? How do they smooth things over? - LukeMara (Star Wars)

Ha. Hahaha. Yes. Heated arguments are their Thing. They do get better at them as they get older and better at listening to each other, (and when they have impressionable children watching them) but it's a great opportunity to just be people for them, so it never goes away. They both kind of like the security that someone is able to pull them out when they get too focused on one idea or path.

If the have time, generally they deal with them by stalking off -- Luke to the jungle, usually, to be by himself, Mara to her ship or training rooms within the temple, where there are people, though occasionally they flip places -- and throw themselves into some sort of exercise to work out their emotions. When they're calmer, they meditate on where their position is coming from and why this matters or doesn't, and then they drift back together around the next mealtime, when they're ready to listen and talk.

Sometimes it takes longer for one of them to be ready, and there is impatient waiting until they are both ready. If this drags on too long one-sided, the calmer one will come sit next to the one who's not ready to talk yet as they do their work, just sitting and not talking or trying to persuade them, maybe handing them stuff. The reminder that this argument doesn't mean that they don't work really well together, can't still be on the same side overall, can sometimes help the recalcitrant get over that bump and start them talking.

In the end, they are very similar, after all, even if the way they access and prioritize things are different and they have different traumas.

If that still doesn't work, there are appeals to friends and family to mediate if possible, but they do so with both of their agreement to reach out to those particular person or people.

If there's not enough time for all that, someone calls timeout, they take five breaths, then each get one sentence to defend their position. Mara generally has veto in practical matters, Luke in formal matters.

29. Who is more likely to jump in an elevator? Who freaks out? Evelynn (The Librarians) - which I need to catch up on...

Flynn, for sure. Eve flinches instinctively the first time he does it -- halfway to grabbing him to protect him -- then gets used to it as just something he does. He convinces her to try it one or twice, though. It's not the technobabble -- she understands the physics just fine -- it's that she is trying to let her hair down even in small ways that finally has her try. It is a little fun. But elevators open on trouble too often for her to do it every time.

57. Whose the serious one when grocery shopping and who likes to toss random things in the cart? PelNyx (Kingsglaive)

Budgets, man. Budgets are a buzzkill for groceries. Pelna is the one who plans the grocery list that fits their budgets, but Nyx can sometimes persuade him to swap some things out when he has a good idea for a recipe. And is very persuasive about arguing his baking budget.

Pelna does budget for treats for them! They deserve them! But he would prefer to throw in a packet of sour gummy candies and some chips for his treats -- they're fun and don't require extra work -- but Nyx keeps trying to use his for baking supplies. He is able to trade some of his homemade treats for some. And that's cheaper, right? Pelna would approve if he could chose the flavors himself, but concedes the surprise can be nice. There is some resentment that Nyx keeps winning this argument.

The caffeine vs alcohol ratio to fill their drink budget is a matter of fierce debate, though, each of them trying to protect the other from their vices (Overwork and Overfeeling respectively) but both very much rely on their crutches and won't let them go. It's lead to some actually serious arguments, but the energy drinks and the spirits are not the issue.

You did say any pairing, so I just did the first one that came to mind that wasn't CorNyx. ^_^

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