#David Budd/Julia Montague

[unchangingwindoww]

Cranes - Jewel

[doomedship]

I am back on my Bodyguard bullshit.

Is anyone else still out there five years on 🥲

[expectiations]

FUCK!!!

WHAT THE FUCK!!!

[youstupidplonk]

Every now and then I remember that Americans thought David Budd was addressing Julia Montague as “Mum” but they just went with it

[clarisserenaldi-blog]

According to IMDB Season 2 is coming in 2024 😮😮😮

[yourloverfromthepast]

Y/n talking with a reporter: Excuse me? Oh, yeah! Yes! Of course I love working for her! Julia Montague is an extremely nice person: kind hearted, thoughtful, determined, endowed with great intelligence...yes, if I have to be honest, she’s the type of woman I’ve always wanted to be.

*Earlier that morning*

Y/n crying in David’s arms in the bathroom: she’s the fucking devil!! *sobs* whY WOULD YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT FUCKING HER-

[laurelsalexis]

I am obsessed with Julia/David (I know) so could we all have a 67 and them as ship? Thank you!! (TBH any fanfic is good - we need more people to watch so more people write... :-) )

send a ship + prompt // "Don't look."

“Don’t look.” Julia’s words come out quickly, shoving him towards the bedroom of her flat, without offering anything else in return.  

He’s only been in her flat a mere thirty seconds, there to tell her about a threat, and how much time they are going to spend together. He does not even get the chance to get the words out as her arm tugs him towards the bedroom.  

David’s eyes narrow. “Ma’am.”  

“Don’t look.” The repeat of her words is effortless as she guides him to the room. “Sit.”  

David is good at following her commands, and he sits on the edge of her bed. He is not a stranger in her flat as he once was. He moves through it effortlessly these days. He is, however, still on duty as he watches her exit from the room, his eyes following her.  

He wants to know what she is up to. Julia likes her secrets. He does not believe this is a bad one, though. Not as he can hear the rummaging around the kitchen. He sits as still as he ever does, mind only upon her, nothing else happening in his life. He prefers it in such a way these days – Julia the answer to so much that is going on around them. 

Eyes flicker down to his watch. He’s been sitting there for ten minutes. He is patient, thankfully, but as the curiosity grows, the knot in his stomach tightens, almost a little fearful of where this is heading. His foot taps almost absently as he relaxes from being on her guard all the time. His orders say he is to be there for the remainder of the evening given a threat that has come through. He does not mention he was always going to be sitting in the room. If anything, he will be keeping a very close eye upon her.  

Another ten minutes pass. David tells himself to be still instead of investigating. There is no danger. The flat is thoroughly protected. The sounds are quieter now as he waits. His job has a lot of waiting involved. He looks down at his watch again. If she does not come back within five minutes, he is going to go out there. 

The door opens as soon as the thought comes to him. She has that soft smile on the edge of her lips as she moves towards where he is on the bed. She fits perfectly between his legs. Her hands go on his shoulders, a gentle touch, a tingling going through him as her touch always does, a fire lit in him without her even trying.  

“I know something,” she says, her hands moving to his neck, traveling down to his collarbone, until his tie is in her hand. She tugs at it gently, leaning down, pulling him towards her, lips brushing, “and I have a surprise.” Only when the words are out of her mouth does she seize his lips for a kiss that can only be described as passionate. He aches for more, hands moving to her hips, wanting to pull her atop of him, no longer caring what she’s been up to outside of the door to her bedroom.  

That does not happen when she abruptly pulls away. “Come.”  

A simple command is followed, no choice given as she tugs on his tie, and there are thoughts about that he keeps to himself. He stands and follows her through the door.  

He looks around, focusing on her, before his eyes fall on the table. An eyebrow raises but as a formerly married man he knows a date when he sees one.  

“It is your birthday.” A statement, her eyes studying him, before she moves closer to the table. “I thought we should celebrate.” 

He almost asks how she knows but he doesn’t bother. She has her ways of finding out information just as much as he has his ways of finding out information. “You didn’t have to do this.” 

“I know.” She looks over to him. “I wanted to.”  

His eyes focus on the table. There’s a nice dinner that he assumes is ordered given the lack of mess in the kitchen. There is wine on the table he most certainly should not be drinking given though he is on duty. The candles add a touch that is entirely Julia. He is perhaps most intrigued by the chocolate and strawberries he can see on the counter.  

They sit without much fuss between them.  

“Thank you.” He says quietly. His birthday is not something he fusses over much. With the birth of both of his kids his priorities changed dramatically. His mental state has no space for worrying about birthdays. That does not change how appreciative he is as he takes a bite of the haggis upon his plate.  

“Where did you get this?”  

“I know a place.”  

He smiles as he takes another bite. He lives mostly on takeout, cold pizza, and beer. That’s only when he bothers to eat anything at all, but it tastes as if it was something his mum could have made. Close, at least. It’s a gesture that is not lost on him. His eyes focus upon her more than he focuses upon the food that he clears off his plate.  

“You haven’t touched your wine.” 

“I’m on duty.” 

“Hmm.” She picks up her own glass and takes a sip. “You do many things on duty that I believe your superiors would question.”  

Her tone is a tease, so he grabs the glass without another word. He takes a sip. “I can’t argue with that.” There’s lots of things he cannot argue with.  

There is not much for the two of them to discuss. There is, really. He thinks of a million things he could say to her, but it’s not what he wants now. No talking of work given everything is even work. 

As they finish, she moves to the fridge and pulls out a small cake. He cannot resist the smile that comes upon his lips.  

“This is what I was working on when you came in.”  

“You didn’t want me to see.” 

“Not until I was done.” She places it down in front of him with a singular candle upon it.  

“You made this.” A statement as it looks homemade. She has never struck him as the domestic type. The image of her moving around the kitchen making a cake and then having to frost it only makes him smile. She even goes as far as to write his name on the cake, the edge topped with sliced strawberries. It smells intoxicating in a way only sugar can be.  

“Yes.” 

That does catch him by surprise as she lights it. “Chocolate?” 

“Of course.” She smiles. “Make a wish.” 

His eyes close as he thinks of something to wish for. It’s something simple. Something he refuses to think too much about as he blows the candle out. After all, he wants it to come true. It’s the most like himself he has felt in such a long time.  

“Happy birthday, David.” She whispers into his ear.  

“Thank you, Julia.”  

“Now onto your real gift.” She takes his hand and leads him into the bedroom. No option given. 

“What about the cake?” 

“Later.” A promise. “You will need your stamina.”  

[onefouronesixnine]

This is still hilarious to me

[forasecondtherewedwon]

one line, any fic

rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the mid point, pick a line, and share it! Then tag 10 people.

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[unchangingwindoww]

Tennessee Williams, We Have Not Long to Love

[dearmissvee]

One day until it’s time to start posting your responses to the In Lockdown With Keeley prompt challenge!

Remember the deadline is super relaxed so even if you get some inspiration a week from now or even a month, please feel free to post to the collection! The date was just to give everyone something to aim for.

I can’t wait to read what everyone has written!

For more information please see here 😊

[expectiations]

Okaaay...

so apparently there are only six episodes. My bad. And I get why they didn't make a second season lol

I'm...

why do I even bother rooting for couples where one of them dies

[clarisserenaldi-blog]

Fun fact: the real Julia & David

[onscreenkisses]

BODYGUARD, 1x03 - “Episode 3″

I know you’ll never let anything bad happen to me.

requested by @accio-fantasies​

[madamehomesecretary]

“The response to ‘Bodyguard’ was unlike anything anybody could have predicted or expected. You always hope that people will be captured by what you’re doing, and be interested … but nobody could have predicted that. So it was really exciting.” - Keeley Hawes, on Lorraine (2022)