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The amount of times Benjamin’s freaking Miller has ruined your mirror couple selfie by grabbing your boobs before you can take the picture is astronomically high.

I want to write a drabble about this.

I haven’t done any writing ages. Got married, had a baby, fell off the face of the Earth. This blog used to be essentially Billy Hargrove fics and head canons and maybe I’ll get back to that, but I have been pretty interested in writing Triple Frontier stuff lately. If that’s something people would be into, I will throw up an old prompt list and see what is requested? Sound good?

Goat (Story Number 4 in the 100-Word Richard and Camille Drabble Series 2)Are you saying you want to

Goat (Story Number 4 in the 100-Word Richard and Camille Drabble Series 2)

Are you saying you want to use a goat as your alibi?

*Benjamin Sammi nods while the baby goat bleats.*

Feeding Richard. *she writes in her notebook*

*He stares at her, unsmiling.*

She knew he was in a sulk. He walked off without saying a word. He slammed the Defender’s door shut and irritatedly put his seatbelt on. She was amused at first but now, she was getting cross. “What?” She asked, almost like a challenge. He groused audibly: “Really? You named a goat after me?!” She rolled her eyes. “It’s a great name for a goat,” she said, wanting to add: ‘Because goats are curious, independent and intelligent creatures. Like you.’ But he interjected: “You did that to get back at me!” She wished she thought of another name instead.


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Enfield (Story Number 3 in the 100-Word Richard and Camille Drabble Series 2)So how are we going bac

Enfield (Story Number 3 in the 100-Word Richard and Camille Drabble Series 2)

So how are we going back?

We have the bike.

Oh. Actually, do you know what? I…I think I might walk.

Are you sure?

Yeah…yeah, why not? You know, it’s a lovely day.

Well, it’s seven miles.

I'll…I’ll be brisk.

In the sun?

Um yeah, well, it's…it’s 96 in the shade, it’s practically a cold snap…


She didn’t know why he abhorred riding the motorbike so much. It was a newer model, better than what Dwayne had before he came to the island. She decided to drive slowly behind him. “You can go on ahead,” he said, mopping the sweat off his face with his handkerchief and stepping on the side of the road. “What and leave you here in the middle of nowhere to faint from the heat?” She gave him a look that signified he was being stubborn. “It’s just…it’s uncomfortable,” he protested. “Don’t worry. I promise I’ll be gentle,” she teased wickedly.


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Petrichor (Story Number 2 in the 100-Word Richard and Camille Drabble Series 2)The first rainstorm o

Petrichor (Story Number 2 in the 100-Word Richard and Camille Drabble Series 2)

The first rainstorm of the season caught them off guard. One minute, it was blazing hot, the next, rain poured down in torrents. He silently cursed himself for forgetting to buy a new umbrella. The old one they usually use broke during the last hurricane. Now, they were both rain-soaked, seeking shelter under a makeshift bus stop. They parked the Defender a mile away due to muddy roads. “Let’s use my parka. It’s waterproof,” she suggested, moving closer to drape it over their heads. Her scent assaulted him in the most pleasant of ways. Eyes closed, he thought: ‘Petrichor.’


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Dance (Story Number 1 in the 100-Word Richard and Camille Drabble Series 2)“You owe me a dance,” she

Dance (Story Number 1 in the 100-Word Richard and Camille Drabble Series 2)

“You owe me a dance,” she announced as they drove toward his beach shack. He huffed. “I’m afraid that’s the first and the last. Anyway, I told you I couldn’t dance.” She shot him a quick look and said: “You danced fine to me. You even know how to hold a woman in a dance.” He looked out the window, face turning red. “Well, I’m not totally clueless when it comes to slow dancing, you know.” She smiled, happy at her success in making him admit something. “Then, you owe me a proper one.” He stopped himself from grinning widely.


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Found this old screencap edit somewhere on my hard drive. Vintage Richard and Camille on Erzulie nig

Found this old screencap edit somewhere on my hard drive. Vintage Richard and Camille on Erzulie night. #ValentinesDay2017 #deathinparadise #otplove


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Run For Your Life, Richard - Richard et Camille 30-sec Music Video #9

So I was re-viewing DiP S1 Episode 4 in preparation for my continuing saga, er, project of transcribing some of the dialogues in this episode for The Original Team Saint Marie fansite when my devious mind happened upon an idea for another Richard et Camille very, very, very short music video. Oh the things one can come up with while re-watching your favourite couple on DiP. >;-)

The video above is the result of my overactive imagination. Was Camille jealous of Megan Talbot? The teasings, the eyerolls, the insinuations. Oh, behave! Richard, you better keep your hands to yourself or your life would be cut short.

By the way, the song came from one of my mother’s vinyl albums from the ‘60s and its by Nancy Sinatra from her Boots album (the same album that has, “These Boots Are Made for Walkin’”). It’s actually her cover of a Beatles song, “Run For Your Life”.

The full lyrics can be found here. The full song can be found here. I suggest you listen to the whole song, so you can catch a ‘listen’ as to why I thought this was an apt song for the animoto video I created on Camille’s jealousy.

Although, I think DI Poole will not take kindly to this song as it insinuates homicide. LOL. Anyway, enjoy the video! <3

“You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?”—Nikita Gill.Richa

“You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?”—Nikita Gill.

Richard is about to go after a storm a.k.a. Hurricane Bordey. It is no wonder he is fearful. But don’t worry, he’ll press on. Love is crazy that way. ;-)


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Richard and Camille hope you are spending your weekend with the people you love. Don’t make them tel

Richard and Camille hope you are spending your weekend with the people you love. Don’t make them tell you twice. ;-)


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“The Irresistible Force beats the Immovable Object—every time.” -From a tweet by Astrophysicist Neil

“The Irresistible Force beats the Immovable Object—every time.” -From a tweet by Astrophysicist Neil de Grass.

Of course, this is a paradox and what’s more it’s a flawed paradox. But I shan’t explain why. Google can tell you all about it if you want. But of course, in terms of Richard and Camille, well, there is nothing more appropriate than this quote, right? Physics or philosophy, it is just so them. 


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@isagra sent me a message about this video of Richard and Camille (by cloe1704), using the images I posted on this fansite. I want to share it with you. Any creation that promotes/supports/fangirls about Richard and Camille as a couple deserves to be shared and rebloggged in my book. Thanks @isagra for the heads up. 

Headcanons + Drabble: Ben Miller flirting, falling in love and confessing to the reader (+ first kiss)

Requested By:Anonymous

Pairing: Ben Miller x GN!Reader

Warnings:None!

General Taglist:@criminaly-supernatural,@caswinchester2000,@imaginesfire,@rexit-mo

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Flirting > Falling In Love

  • He found you attractive, and funny, so of course this lead him to flirting with you.
  • He didn’t really think anything would come from it, but he did it anyways, because he was just a flirty guy in general.
  • Ben found that he liked the way you’d get a bit flustered or blushy if he flirted with you, so in some ways it a bit of a joke to him at first.
  • He would call you a variety of nicknames, usually a random one in the moment, they were always changing.
  • Sweetheart or Love (when he wanted to make you blush), Robin (he was batman), Sherlock (when you did something intelligent that often saved the group).
  • Slowly, he started to notice the way your smile or laugh made his heart flutter. Or the way his eyes would seek you out to make sure you were close.
  • He seemed to always want to be around you, seeking you out so he could be nearby. He just loved being around you.
  • If you attended one of his fights, it made him work harder, as he found himself wanting to impress you.
  • When he got hurt, you would worry over him, and he loved it.
  • If you were ever put in a dangerous situation, he was protective before hand, but he started to notice that it got worse over time.
  • He never wanted you to go off alone, and if he lost contact with you for even a moment, he would start to panic.
  • It didn’t really click for him that he was developed honest-to-God feelings for you until William called him a “love-sick puppy”
  • Once he realized that he had fallen for you, and no longer just saw you as a good friend, he wasn’t really surprised, not upset in any way. He was just afraid that you would never feel the same.
  • When he confided in the boys about his feelings, they laughed at him because they already knew.
  • And once they reassured him that you certainly returned his feelings, he decided not to run from them.

Confessing + First Kiss:

  • Benny got into his own head about how to tell you how he felt.
  • He wanted to say it right, he wanted it to be a romantic confession, though he wasn’t sure how to do that.
  • You were the first person he felt genuine and strong feelings for. He didn’t just want this to be a casual relationship, he wanted it to be more, and to last a long time.
  • He thought maybe he should ask you on a date, or to go out for some coffee, breakfast, dinner maybe.
  • But one day, when you had been hanging out with the group, and you announced you were going home, he decided now was the moment.
  • So he offered to walk you home, as it was starting to get dark.
  • You smiled, and accepted the offer, silently relieved, as you never really liked walking the distance alone. Plus, you liked spending time with him.
  • The evening was nice and cool, but not cold.
  • The sky was a nice grey-blue, with a few clouds scattered along the sky.
  • You walked in silence for a while, before you came across an empty playground.
  • You smiled and made a comment about how you had spent a lot of time thee as a kid.
  • Ben, being the childish sort, ran over to the playground, calling out to you to come over.
  • Joining him at the swings, you sat beside each other. You swung slowly, as Ben swung high, the seat creaking with his adult weight.

You smiled softly to yourself as you looked around the desolate playground, not noticing that Ben had almost come to a stop in his swing. Hearing him clear his throat you looked over, only to find him staring at you.

“What is it?” You sat up a bit, startled by the sudden change in his demeanor.

“Oh, nothing bad, I just-” He hesitated as he scratched his neck. “I’ve just bee hoping to get you alone for a while now.”

“Oh? Why?” You asked softly, hoping your nervousness wasn’t obvious in your voice.

He kept looked between his feet, to you as he seemed to be struggling to find his words.

“Ben?” You asked softly.

His eyes met yours and you saw him let out a soft breath. It seemed to happen in the blink of an eye before he was leaning out of his swing, the chain twisted so he was facing you. His hand was cupping your cheek, and his lips were against yours.

You froze for a second as you processed what was happening. Then, closing your eye, you let yourself sink into the kiss. A moment later, he pulled away. Your eyes slowly opened as you met his eyes. He was smiling softly, but he could see your gaze was curious.

“Sorry. Uh-I- I was gonna ask you on a date, or something, so I could tell you how I felt. But, seeing you this close, I couldn’t help myself. But I, really like you Y/n, more than I thought I could see, well, anyone really.”

A smile crossed your face, and his own widened a bit.

“I’m hoping that smile doesn’t mean you’re appalled or anything.”

A soft chuckle escaped as you shook your head. “Of course not Ben. I feel the same.”

He nodded his head and smiled. “Good.” You saw his eyes drift to your lips before he spoke again. “Then, you wouldn’t mind, if I did it again?”

You let out a soft giggle and shook our head. “No, I wouldn’t mind at all.”

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