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Sexy even in the kitchen...😋🍑

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Martha and Mayberry pride metal trading card available via Shark Robot June 30, 2025. Art by par0llel.

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gello can i go sleepover at Yours tonight

ya u can i Just have to Ask my mom first……..

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What’s Clara’s overall daily style look like? Does she have any pieces that are her go-tos that she wears over and over?

Hey Lauren! I’ve been collecting photos of Clara for like a year so this was really fun to dive into - photos below! I’d love to know if you think this works for her 🥰

So I think her style depends on whether she’s at home or at work but it’s built on comfort. She loves a slouchy jumper or shirt, usually teamed with something more fitted. Or a little day/jumper dress. She’s got quite an hourglass shape so she likes things she can cinch at the waist. Her daytime tones are quite earthy and natural - browns, greys, mustard yellows and greens. She also likes nicking Cillian’s tshirts 🤭

I couldn’t resist also having a play with her more formalwear style too (and thank you Jessica Chastain for letting me borrow some her red carpet looks 😂). She favours blues, greens, blacks and deep burgundies for formalwear. Loves a sparkle but doesn’t want to be pulling too much focus when they’re at his work events.

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Everybody hurts sometimes (2/?)

Whatever it takes

Book: Open Heart (AU)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC Casey Valentine

Warnings: sexual content

****Trigger warning- this series deals with addiction and abandonment***

Word count: 1897

Category:Angst

Rating: Mature

Summary: Casey is atop of her game, despite juggling some secrets and some one hell bent on sabotage. A discussion leads to a research session with the gang to help a long time patient.

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Pixelberry

Authors note: This maybe an AU but there are some things that will run close to canon. Most of the pain pertaining to the trigger warning will occur later in this series.

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Ethan and Casey had been together for a couple of weeks now. Both were surprised that there appeared to be little speculation or gossip, they both suspected that Naveen knew something but he was keeping his thoughts to himself.

The big litmus test for Casey was her housemates, she was rarely home, opting to stay at Ethan’s whenever she could but no one openly suspected she was seeing someone, they just assumed she was staying at the hospital.

Frustratingly though, they were still no closer to solving what was wrong with Naveen. Now he had started to cough up blood. Ethan was concerned. They go and run some tests. Casey was shown the importance of doing whatever it took for our patients, Casey had wondered how Ethan was getting away with this. They share a brief but heated kiss before being interrupted by Casey’s pager. Casey attended the page. Casey paged to emergency to help out. There she met Rowan and Willow. They had been to Kenmore and were prescribed antibiotics for the flu. Casey ran some tests and came to the conclusion it was Hepatitis C diagnosis. Casey felt bad. It was an expensive medication, even if you had insurance. This was the worst part of her job. She managed to convince them to stay for a day to help them find out which strain.

Later that night she was talking to Elijah who told her about studies. Casey changed her research tact and found a study that would treat them for free. Casey compiled the paperwork and got it signed off. Casey was relieved she was able help. Ethan congratulated her, she raised an eyebrow at the arm squeeze but put it out of her mind, especially when she saw Harper out of the corner of her eye. Despite this win though, Casey had another looming concern. The concern of missing charts, pager not working and Nurses under the impression that she was bad mouthing their work. She would get it if they knew what her and Ethan were doing behind closed doors but they did not. She thought from the outset that this competition would get toxic. She knew Aurora had a target on her back when she was on top and now it appeared she did too.

Later that day she was at Ethan’s. Both were antsy and Ethan went first.

“Harper saw the arm squeeze today. I was accused of favouritism. I obviously denied it but I do not think she is convinced. I will be assigning you some harder cases through your residents.”Casey nodded her head. “We have done well I think regardless, I mean the nursing staff hate me for something I did not do but there have been no rumours, I mean I think Naveen suspects something but it’s Naveen, what gossip can he do since we are the only people he sees.”

“What do you mean nursing staff not liking you for something you did not do?”

Casey gulped. She had hoped to keep the sabotage away from Ethan but there was no hiding now.

“Someone has been sabotaging me since Miami. When I came back my pager was not working, apparently it was switched off in the system. That was rectified but since then I have had charts go missing, medication dosages changed without my authorisation, test requests gone missing and now the nurses believe I have been bad mouthing them behind their back which I have not.” Casey tries to hold back some tears. Ethan walks over and gives her a hug and kisses the top of her head.

“Why did you not tell me, charts and medication changes could have dire effects.”

“I know that Ethan, but if I told you, I know you would rightfully pursue but I wanted to protect this, I could not be sure that speculation would not start.”

As much as Ethan hated it, Casey was right. He made note to ask Ines and Zaid to see if they knew anything. Ethan could tell that Casey was tense so after dinner they had a bubble bath together and a night just being Ethan and Casey, not Dr’s Ramsey and Valentine.

The next day came and Casey was spotted by Mrs Martinez near the construction zone. She wanted to join her but Casey said it was unsafe. Mrs Martinez stated that she liked adventure. Whilst walking back to her room she was told of her desire to travel but now she was trapped. She was on one level thankful to be alive but there was a cost. Not being able to leave the hospital, trapped by her treatment. Casey looked at the bag and saw an all to familiar logo. She wished there was something she could do and she decided that she needed the help of her friends.

The roomies including Bryce came. Landry was apprehensive stating that she is alive and well but Casey said surely we can do better. Jackie was also apprehensive too but she conceded that because of this that Casey was rightfully at the top.

They researched hard until it was Casey and Bryce, he had come across a forum where a treatment for another disease had great results in treating Rhodes but had to bury the information. This gave Casey another reason to dislike Panacea. This was blatant profiteering at the mental cost of the patients. She thanked Bryce and got to the request for the drug.

The next day Casey spoke to Mrs Martinez. She told her of the treatment and the risks. She was more than willing to take the chance. Casey submitted the request and went about her day.

She went to check on Naveen and came across a stressed Ethan. He had not been able to find a way to get the hospital out of the deal with Panacea. Casey felt for Ethan, he was doing whatever it took but surely letting Declan having her way with her for one night would have been easier than the mess he was in now. They both met with Naveen and went through the results and how he was doing with Dialysis. Ethan and Casey left and Ethan asked her to come deeper into the construction zone. There was an unused room that he took her too. He shut the door and kissed her hungrily. They had not partaken in their relationship at work but right now Ethan did not give a damn. He hoisted Casey around his hips and pushed her up against a wall. His hand trailing up her leg to her centre. Casey could feel how hard he was and she knew how wet she was for him. She unzipped his pants and let his hardened cock free. She stroked it and guided it to her centre and rubbed the tip against her folds. Ethan hissed and thrusted into her, setting an arduous pace from the get go. He kisses her, swallowing her moans. She starts to clench and he thrusts deeper until his climax triggers Casey’s. After he has emptied himself he kneels down and proceeds to eat her out. Casey is still sensitive from the first orgasm and it does not take her long to reach her climax again. He kisses her before he left, “That has made my day infinitely better, thank you Rookie” before leaving. Casey is thankful for the few minutes to get herself back together after that. She straightens her clothes and coat and leaves.

A few days later she receives a reply for her request. It is denied. She is frustrated but then realized it was leeches like Nash who are responsible for this. She messages the gang and meets them at Donahue’s that night. She tells them about the meeting that is coming up with Declan and the hospital. Declan would have samples on him we need to get the case off him, get the drug and swap it back. These are the options. Landry is not on board. Elijah reminds him he does not need to do this but Mrs M wants to do it. Everyone but Landry agreed to be apart of the plan.

It is heist day. Casey did not tell Ethan about it. She knew he had enough on his plate and if it went south he could claim plausible deniability.

Declan walked into the atrium, looking even more smug than what he did in Miami. Casey could tell that Harper was not happy. Elijah did his part of the plan, it went seamlessly, then phase two that was to be done on an upper level. Jackie came by with a bed which had Sienna underneath, she did the swap and Casey found the medication she was looking for, took a dose and replaced the vial. Then the last part to swap the case back. It was done but Ethan saw it happen. Casey stated she was doing whatever it takes. Ethan could not argue, it would have been hypocritical to call her out on it, especially with what he was doing. Ethan goes to his meeting, the deal with the devil was now done, he hoped that he could cure Naveen as him being cured was worth it.

Casey administers the drug to Mrs Martinez, hoping that it would work and that she could no longer be trapped by her treatment.

The week went on and Mrs Martinez’s Rhodes disease was getting cured. She was taken off her medication to see if her levels regressed and it did not. Everyone was surprised at what happened as there was no cure to Rhodes. Ethan suspected it had something to do with what he witnessed that day but he dared not mention it. Despite their secret relationship going well Ethan was starting to get that all too familiar fear rearing its head. The fear of abandonment. He resigned himself to seeing her being flirted with, he knew that she wanted him and only him but he still had that nagging doubt. What was not helping was he was not able to find an alternative to reporting arrangements if she won the spot on the team. As far as he was concerned his relationship did not impact work, however he wanted to keep things above board and it was going to be difficult. He kept assigning Casey more difficult cases, he knew Aurora was being assigned just as difficult cases and both were handling them with aplomb. He did not want to end things but he could rule it out.

Mrs Martinez’s last day at Edenbrook arrives. It was a day filled with much joy mixed with sadness. She was a favourite of much of the staff. Casey was sad to see her go but she was off to Paris, and despite what Landry said, anything was better than being cooped up in the hospital.

That night Casey was at Ethan’s, researching some more in relation to Naveen. She could sense that Ethan was preoccupied. She asked him what was up. He said nothing, instead deciding to kiss her. He laid down with his head on her lap and continued to read. Casey assumed it was Naveen that was troubling him so she said nothing further. Both did not foresee what was soon going to happen and the potential it had to blow open their secret relationship bubble.

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Authors note 2: cue dramatic music. Not sorry for leaving it there

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~ A Girl Like You ~

AN: i’m really missing watching new father brown so i thought i’d finally write for my beloved sid ❤️

Summery: London’s first and only female Detective Inspector moves to Kembleford to get away from the loud, demanding and busy city. She meets an unlikely hero.

Paring: eventually Sid Carter x female!reader

Characters: female!reader, Sid Carter, Father Brown, Mrs McCarthy, train conductor and drunk man. Inspector Sullivan is mentioned.

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, mentions of food, pubs, drunk man being creepy and loads of fluff.

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You were on the train to Kembleford. You were told you should get out of the city for a while. You? A London girl in the country?

It was a beautiful summer’s day in 1954, you were wearing a beautiful summer dress which was red and had white dots on it.

“Kembleford,” you said thoughtfully, as you looked out the window.

You fiddled with the locket which hung on your neck. Who suggested your break from the city? Your mentor, Inspector Sullivan. He spoke highly of the beautiful village of Kembleford, so who were you to judge?

“Kembleford Station, ladies and gentlemen, this is Kembleford Station,” the train conductor shouted cheerfully.

You smiled and gathered your luggage.

“Miss Y/L/N?” You turned to see a priest, wearing a capello romano hat, glasses and holding an umbrella. By his side stood a kind looking old lady.

“Ah. You must be the famous Father Brown,” you said, you recognised him from the stories Inspector Sullivan told you.

“Inspector Sullivan has told me great things about you,” Father Brown said, helping you off the train.

“And you,” you said smiling.

“This is Mrs McCarthy, the parish security,” Father Brown said, smiling at you.

You smiled at Mrs McCarthy.

“And this is Sidney Carter,” Father Brown said, as a tallish man in a green chauffeur’s uniform came up to you.

“Friends call me Sid,” Sid said, gently taking your luggage from you.

“Ah. Sully’s told me all about you,” you said, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“Hm. Probably not the best information, I bet,” Sid said as you all began to walk to Sid’s car.

“Meh. It was a mix,” you shrugged.

“Oh yeah? What did he say?” Sid asked, putting your luggage in the boot.

“That you’re a common thief,” you said, Sid nodded as he listened. “A bit of a rubbish one too.” You giggled at Sid’s face.

“Rude,” Sid said, you caught Father Brown slightly agreeing with you. “Also rude.” Sid pointed at father brown.

“And that I need to watch myself around you,” you added.

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?” Sid asked, opening the car door for you.

“Because you’ll flirt with anything that moves,” you said in a matter of fact tone.

Sid eyed Father Brown as he let out a laugh.

“I should let you know, Carter. I’m a very respected woman in London,” you stated, as Sid got in the driver’s seat.

“Oh yeah. What’re you? A lady or some thin’?” Sid asked, turning to look at you.

“No,” you said, “I’m London’s first and so far only female Detective Inspector,” you added proudly.

Everyone stared at you. You grinned.

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After a long day of sight seeing, Father Brown gave the best tours and Mrs M? She makes the best scones. You felt you were settled. You were sitting at the pub, sipping on your drink, when a drunk man came over to you.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?” He slurred, sitting too close to you for your liking.

“I’m entitled to be here. Same as you,” you said, bravely.

“Oh yeah? Women should be at home. Making dinner for their husbands,” he said.

“Well. I don’t have a husband. So if you don’t mind,” you said standing up.

“If you don’t have a husband, fancy coming back to mine?” He asked, grabbing your wrist.

“How so very polite,” you mocked. “No. I’m fine.” You said firmly.

“Ah come on sweetheart. Just one night with me,” he said, touching your face.

“I said no, thank you,” you said, beginning to feel scared.

“I promise-“ he said.

“Oi! The girl said no, she means no,” Sid’s voice sounded like music to your ears.

You smiled slightly as Sid shoved the man off you and stood in front of you.

“Alright, Carter. Being the hero, are we?” The man asked.

“Nah. Hero’s not really my thing,” Sid shrugged. “But if I see lowlifes like you, tarting a woman who doesn’t want to spend time with you, then I’ll step up. Because when a woman says no, she mean no,” Sid said, standing up tall.

The man sneered at him then left you alone.

“You didn’t have to do that,” you said gratefully.

“Did he hurt you?” Sid asked, looking at you.

“My wrist hurts a little. But other than that, no,” you said honestly.

“Let me walk you back to your hotel room. It’s clearly not safe for you to be out here on your own right now,” Sid said gently.

You thanked him and you both walked along. Sid noticed you slightly shiver as the evening got colder, he gently draped his jacket around your shoulders.

“Well, Sully neglected to mention how much of a gentleman you are, Sidney Carter,” you said smiling as you pulled Sid’s jacket around you tighter.

“Yeah well, me and Sullivan didn’t quite see eye to eye did we?” Sid said smiling, lighting a cigarette.

“He did arrest you a lot didn’t he,” you said giggling.

“Almost every other day,” Sid said.

When you arrived in your hotel room, you began taking Sid’s jacket off.

“Hm. Keep it. Give it back to me tomorrow. These rooms get cold at nights,” Sid said, turning slightly red.

“Th…thank you,” you said blushing.

“D’you maybe …fancy getting something to eat together tomorrow? Maybe? I can show you all the non holy sights the Father “forgot” to show you,” Sid said, scratching the back of his neck.

“I’d love that,” you said, smiling.

“Well…then…see you tomorrow…say…11?” Sid asked.

“11 sounds perfect,” you said.

“G’night, Y/N,” Sid said gently.

“Good night, Sidney,” you said.

“Sid…friends call me Sid,” Sid said, you blushed.

“Good night, Sid…thank you again for saving me,” you said smiling.

“Anytime,” Sid said smiling.

Sid left and you shut the door behind you. Smiling. Maybe moving to Kembleford was a good idea.

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SID BEING PROTECTIVE OVER MRS M <3

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I spent the time to make em so they may as well go somewhere: