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Thank you so much @eevachu for this perfect picture. Very possibly based on a real life Holtzbert date eh @ectoholtzmann ;)

Artist: @eevachu

commission for @ectoholtzmann, Erin manages to snap a picture while Holtz isn't looking ^^

a thread with @ectoholtzmann

Erin didn’t even remember when was the last time she was more anxious and nervous than she was now. It was her wedding day ― a day she had waited since the golden band had appeared to her ring finger. She hasn’t been a marriage person, ever. Well, no-one else had proposed to her, though, so this sure was special.

Special enough to make her cry. She just cracked, holding her wedding dress tightly in her arms. “Erin!” Abby (who Erin spent last night with since Abby and Patty were sooo traditional and didn’t want bad spirits to ruin the wedding, so of course Erin was anxious also because she didn’t sleep next to her fiancée who always calmed her down with her breathing and strong arms around her) came and put her hands against Erin’s shoulders.

[[A street musician AU nobody but @ectoholtzmann asked for so which you’re all getting anyway]]

As much as Erin loved New York City, she hated the constant construction going on. There was always something, always some place that called for a detour, and it was enough to drive her absolutely insane. Luckily, her own regular route to work hadn’t been severely broken up... Until today, of course.

At least she’d had the foresight to leave home early, Erin taking a different turn than she usually would as she walked the short distance from her home to the metro station. The appearance of street musicians down the road wasn’t that unusual, and normally, Erin would pay them no mind, but there was something about this specific performer that made her stop and stare.

@ectoholtzmann

Erin had paced back and forth across her room several hundred times by now, trying to pluck up the courage to go downstairs to the lab. Over the last few months since she and Holtzmann had gone public with their relationship, she had been dreading this day- knowing there was absolutely no way to avoid it. The paparazzi had taken several pictures of them on dates, and even a few of them mid-kiss, and so she knew eventually, her parents would see them. Although she didn’t speak to her parents very often, they had called about a week ago out of the blue. Erin wasn’t surprised when she heard the familiar tone of disappoint in their voices when they asked her about her girlfriend, letting her know that they didn’t approve. Unfortunately for Erin, her parents were very old-fashioned and still demanded to meet her over a dinner. 

Despite her best efforts to act cool about all of this, Erin was a fucking mess. Although she knew Holtzmann would agree to go, and with no doubt a little too much enthusiasm, Erin was so on edge she had almost started to cry. Yes, her parents were nice people. Yes, she still loved them. But no, they were not accepting of her or her profession or her new “way of life” as they put it.

@ectoholtzmann

Natasha raise an eyebrow at that not entirely expecting that reaction. She chuckled as she watched her made to leave. “Well you certianly know how to leave an impression on a girl that you are hitting on.” She shook her head as she blonder went off. 

Send me “Even dirtier!” and I will pick a number for what my muse will say to yours | @ectoholtzmann | Accepting (I’m guessing it’s for Rebecca?)

5. “Stop teasing.”