nyrasburnttoast

nyra

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Sometimes I Stop And Think About Tim Bradford Canonically Having A Ps5 Which Means He Probably Has Other

sometimes i stop and think about tim bradford canonically having a ps5 which means he probably has other gaming consoles and plays video games too.

That mf gives me resident evil vibes (totally not self projecting here) but he definitely likes shooting games

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nyrasburnttoast

10 months ago

Snakes. Tim bradford

Summary: Tim Bradford and Reader get a call at a reptile store..

Pairings: Tim Bradford x (fem) reader, (Platonic or Romantic)

Warnings: none

a/n: It's set around, season 6ish. not proof read lmao

“7 Adam 19, we have a report of a disturbance on the corner of La Brea and 12th, possible 211.”

“Copy that dispatch, show us in route.” Tim puts the radio back down. Y/N opens her mouth to say something, but quickly closes it, focusing on driving. She purses her lips, glancing over at Tim. A few moments of awkward silence fill the shop.

“What???”

“Nothing!! Nothing- “

He cuts her off, “You’ve got that look you get when you’re thinking. Spit it out.”

“Isn’t-“ She pauses, turning to look at Tim. “That address is an exotic animal store.”

“So…?” He side eyes Y/N. The car begins to slow as they arrive at the scene.

“A 211 at a store that sells dangerous animals???” Y/N says slowly, looking at Tim as she parks the shop. “I’m just saying, not the place you think would get robbed at 10am on a Tuesday.” She mumbles, shrugging.

They both exit the shop, Tim alerts dispatch that they have arrived on scene.

The store was trashed, you could see that from the outside. The lights were out, and a few windows were smashed. There were a few steps down, if it wasn’t for those, water would probably be flowing down the street.

Tim reaches down for his radio, “Dispatch, this is Sergeant Bradford at the disturbance on LA Brea and 12th, requesting back up,

Y/N leans forward, grabbing Tim’s radio. Without taking it out of his hand, speaking into it. “And animal control.” She looks Tim straight in the eyes. She lets go of his hand, entering the store.

There was an inch of water covering the entire floor. A few dead animals were scattered around, mostly tarantulas whose small containers were knock onto the floor from their shelves, and other insects. Snakes slither across the selves, and frogs happily hop around. Very few animals sit inside their actual enclosures.

A snake slithers across the floor at Tim’s feet. He draws his gun, pointing it at the snake. Y/N spins around, instinctively reaching for her own gun. She frowns at Tim, dropping her arms to her side.

“Put that away.”

“Why would I do that?” He doesn’t look up from the curious snake at his feet, his gun trained on it.” She gives him a warning look.

“What?! That thing could easily kill me. I’m not going to risk my life!!”

His eyes widen as Y/N bends down, picking up the snake. Tim’s eyes widen, he hesitates, but doesn’t follow the snake with the gun. “The hell are you doing?? It could be venomous!”

“It’s a rainbow boa- Boas are nonvenomous dumbass.” Tim frowns, but finally puts his gun away. Y/N safely puts the snake on the counter before walking to the back of the store, looking around with her flash light. After a few seconds she walks back out, radio in hand.

“Dispatch, we’re code 4. Stores empty except for a bunch of snakes and stuff.” She walks over to the racks of cages, looking over all the snakes, just examining the types of snakes and reptiles. “I don’t think they have any venomous snakes out front. They’re all in the back- and not a single smashed cage back there.” Y/N shoots a glare at Tim, feeling his worried gaze shift from her to the backroom door.

“Cmon, let’s just wait outside until animal control shows up. So, you don’t shoot any innocent snakes.

After shift later that evening, Tim went out with Lopez and harper. Something that has become a regular thing for the trio. Just have a beer or two, decompressing after work for a few hours before they get home.

A familiar voice behind Tim speaks “You seriously pulled your gun on a snake??” Tim chokes on his drink, turning to Lucy wide eyed.

“No! Of course not!” The man voice betrays him, as his voice cracks a little. Nyla snickers behind him

“Tim Bradford!” Angela exclaims teasingly. “You’re scared of snakes???” Tim just sighs in annoyance. He’ll never hear the end of this. He glares across the bar. Y/n winks at him, smirking as she takes a sip of her drink. Oh, it’s going to be a long night…

Tim made y/n pay his bar tab, but everyone’s reactions were so worth it.