#seddi

[lotsofbrolly]

Oooooh, ooooh, and oooooh really?!

Source: Facebook.

[celluloidbroomcloset]

Lotta touching and staring in this episode.

[sparklywaistcoat]

Sixpence None the Richer: Kiss Me

Sparkly Waistcoat Productions is back with a video that is unrepentantly sweet and romantic and I regret nothing.

Y’all want some SEDDI? Well, here’s three and a half minutes of uninterrupted SEDDI, plus a lovely song.

You’re welcome.

[steed73]

I’m thinking of writing a Christmas story based on the ending of TFMK episode but with a twist.

Would anyone read that do you think?

[curlydog]

Purely platonic, sure thing.

[afterperfect]

Tidings of Comfort and Joy:  The Avengers (1960s) fic.  A very late submission to @avengerness’ 2017 Christmas competition.  Sometime after The Forget-Me-Knot.

The gentle tickle of fingers skirting over his cheek, along his jawline, down to follow the collar of his pyjamas.  The whisper of long hair on the pillow beside him.  The trace of perfume, a complex blend of spicy scents he’s never fully been able to analyze.

It’s too tempting to keep his eyes closed, to not fully wake for fear of the dream vanishing.  He turns over, finds warm arms and soft breath ruffling his hair.

“I can tell you’re awake, Steed.”

It’s all too physical for a dream.  He looks up into dark, amused eyes.

“You know you’ve never been able to fool me.”  He manages a little smile, and hers falters.  “What’s wrong?”

Ordinarily, he’d toss off some breezy remark, make her laugh, and change the subject, but the quiet, sleepy rawness of the morning makes it impossible to hide.  She’s right; he can never really fool her, even though she sometimes lets him think he has.  “It still doesn’t seem real,” he admits, “your being here.  Waking up next to you again.”

Emma closes her eyes. “I made a promise when I married him, Steed.”

“I know.  I don’t blame you for it.”  He says it automatically, and, as ever, she’s not fooled, but she doesn’t pursue it.  Not for the moment.

“I’m here now.”

“Yes.” He rests his head on her shoulder, breathes in her spicy perfume and the warmth of her body.  So familiar, once, and in the misery after she left, so haunting.  He kept catching hints of it, on sheets and pillowcases and upholstery, and every time something pressed on his heart, forced the air from his lungs.

“But you don’t trust me.”

Of course I trust you.  The words die in his throat.  They aren’t a lie.  He’s trusted her with his life countless times, and would do it again in a heartbeat.  But he’s just been trying to convince himself not to wake and spoil the dream of her.

“Is there anything -?”  Her voice trails off into uncertainty.  Is there anything she could do to reassure him?  Any way to convince him that she’ll be here tomorrow morning, and the morning after?

He sighs, breathes her in again.  Doesn’t want to say no, there’s nothing she can do.  Nothing but stay here beside him, let him relearn their closeness.

She kisses the top of his head, runs cool fingers through his hair.  The light scratch of her nails on his scalp.  “Look up.”

He raises his head to meet her eyes, and she nods toward the ceiling.

The little green and white sprig has appeared overnight.  Sometime while he slept, Emma must have slipped away to hang it above the bed.

And then she returned, he thinks.  He smiles at the mistletoe, smiles still more broadly when she rises on one elbow and leans over him.  She came back before he could wake and find her gone.

She cups his face, runs a thumb over his cheek.  He brushes her hair behind her ear, and it falls back almost immediately, tickling his arm as she bends down to kiss him.

[celluloidbroomcloset]

Steed and Mrs. Peel are:

Just Good Friends

Friends with Benefits

Platonic Work Partners

110% In Love

Voting ended onFeb 18, 2023

Reblog with discussion if you’d like!

[celluloidbroomcloset]

Most “Romantic” Season 4 Episode

The Hour that Never Was

Death at Bargain Prices

The House that Jack Built

Too Many Christmas Trees

Town of No Return

A Touch of Brimstone

Totally different episode - answer in reblogs!

Voting ended onFeb 11, 2023