fic: i got echoes in my head (raylan/boyd)

[someotherstorm]

title: i got echoes in my head
author: someotherstorm
fandom: justified (vaguely future-ish)
pairing: raylan/boyd
rating: MA
content advisory: off-screen (off-story?) violence, biting
word count: 1400
summary: Raylan thinks he comes here for things he needs, not things he wants. He never wants to admit they’re the same thing.

AN: written for norgbelulah, because she's

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[romanticalgirl]

nghasd;lhgh.

You reduce me to incoherency, bb.

[someotherstorm]

stop shhh >>

i will keep writing things to tempt you to write with meeee

[romanticalgirl]

Oh, bb. My write doesn't work anymore. Besides, you write them so amazing, I couldn't even compare.

[someotherstorm]

i have been there and it is hard. *i* think you're great, though, with words and all the things! :D

what is happening in your icon o___________o

and thank you, i really appreciate the encouragement :D

i want to imagine boyd crowder in the PTA :| DON'T YOU THINK THAT WOULD BE AMAZING. he'd come in with a lot of money and be like /what i made raylan bake rice crispies >>

[romanticalgirl]

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Boyd Crowder's bake sale would be a THING TO BEHOLD.

[someotherstorm]

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he'd make SO MUCH MONEY and there would be no explanation HOW.

"raylan i don't know why you assume i am anything other than a gifted baker."

[romanticalgirl]

Ava would just sit there taking the money from all the mothers in Harlan County, making eyes at Boyd as they buy his baked goods. And she'd have this smirk on her face that just said "That's right, ladies. You keep lookin'. I'm takin' him home."

"Well, Boyd, I will acknowledge that you had a mean way with a bologna sandwich in the mines, but chocolate chip cookies never seemed your speed."

[someotherstorm]

SA;LKDFA;LKSJFDLKDSAJF WHO SAID YOUR WRITE IS BROKEN THAT'S SO GREAT i am writing that ot3 right now >>

AVA WOULD HAVE THE GIRLS AT AUDREY'S BAKING THINGS FOR IT. and then she'd be like /if you put weed in these brownies i will be angry. OR HA maybe they let it slip that there COULD be weed in the brownies, so Raylan buys everything just to CHECK and viola, all the items were sold >>

"Well, now, Raylan, I sure am glad my meat made such an impression on you."

Ava: /giggling forever

[romanticalgirl]

Art would have to eat a lot of brownies. Oh, god. Everyone at the office getting high off pot brownies. Tim would frown a lot and be upset that his aim might be off. And Rachel would make little kicky-feet. And Raylan would just stand there and be tall and gorgeous and mellow and smiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiile.

"Sad to think that that's all the meat god gave you, Boyd."

[someotherstorm]

and probably he would lean.

i bet tim would steal his hat :|

LITTLE KICKY FEET. ahhh i love rachel <333

[romanticalgirl]

OH GOD, TIM WOULD TOTALLY STEAL HIS HAT.

"Tim, give me back my hat."

"Nope. I'm Raylan. ::makes finger guns:: P-chew. P-chew. Howdy, ma'am." (He'd be just like the shark in Toy Story - "Hey, I'm Woody. Howdy, howdy, howdy") "P-chew".

"Deliberately understanding me doesn't make you witty, Boyd." ::tips his hat:: "Miss Ava."

[someotherstorm]

(I WILL KEEP DOING THIS UNTIL I LEAVE TO BUY CURTAINS)

"It's okay, don't worry. I'm justifiiiiiiiiied."

"no, tim, you're high :| "

"but also justifiiiiied." /finger guns again "i'm gonna get me a hat. maybe a beret."

(tim would look hot in a beret IJS. that's my other OT3, tim/boyd/raylan. IMAGINE THEM AT AN AMUSEMENT PARK TRYING TO PLAY SHARPSHOOTER GAMES they'd end up with like :| 4839432 teddy bears)

Ava: "Raylan."

Boyd: "Raylan is insulting my meat, baby."

Ava: "Now that's just funny, Raylan, given how many sandwiches with that meat I know for certain you've had."

[romanticalgirl]

(TIM IN HIS SERVICE UNIFORM UNF UNF UNF UNF UNF)

"You get yourself a beret, Tim."

"I got a beret. It's green. P-chew p-chew. Heeeeeey, Miss Rachel. Can interest you in a tum...tumu...tumultuous affair at some point?"

(OH MY GOD, THAT WOULD BE AMAZING)

Raylan: "And I'm sure you well know, Ava, that lately my tastes have changed."

Ava: "You keep tellin' yourself that, Raylan, but I'm pretty sure when it comes down to it, you can take the boy out of Kentucky, but you never get him over home cookin'." (heee, that made it just go to a kind of incesty place)

[someotherstorm]

(GOD HE'S PRETTY >>)

Rachel: "Probably. We'll see how you look in that beret."

(RIGHT? AMAZING. they would hand out the bears to kids. i bet Tim would win.)

(why go out at all....etc etc)

SEE THEN THIS FIC I AM WRITING RIGHT NOW WITH BOYD AND AVA GETTING RAYLAN TO COME OVER TO DINNER TO SEDUCE HIM HAPPENS. see thank you >>

[romanticalgirl]

Tim would totally win. They'd be like Santa Claus, walking around the Harlan Fair with bags of teddy bears, passing them out to the kids. Tim would sit on this table and the kids would come up to him, and Boyd and Raylan would be hanging back, licking ice cream cones and watching, all hot eyes and possession, waiting for dark and hidden corners and pressing Tim against metal poles with both of them touching and nuzzling him until he was weak-kneed and begging.

la la la.

[someotherstorm]

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