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req:Â A date with Tommy Shelby. Umm, not actually date, itâs just that he and his wife havenât been able to spend time together due to work and he just randomly goes to his wifeâs study and finds her working and then she asks him what he wants (sheâs annoyed with his behaviour lately) and he goes âcanât I sit in my wifeâs study to just look at her?â I mean, yeah something like this and then they drink together and slow dance and then make gentle love and just sleep away. Sorry if itâs too lengthy đ
wc: 1.6k
warnings: mentions of alcohol, smoking, left to your imagination at the ending ;)
Tommy sits back on his leather desk chair and thinks about all the things heâs been doing lately. Most of them involved seeking you out and prying for answers to his questions or just to exist in your presence. His eyes sweep over all of the things laying on his desk, including the pen he had abruptly placed down when he decided that heâd had enough; he thought the words would be tattooed in his brain by now and yet he still does the brunt of the work sometimes. It drained him mostly but occasionally it kept his very busy mind focused on this and only this.
Tommy pushed with his foot to swivel the chair a little and his eyes shifted to land on the frame adorning his desk, a little reminder to himself of why he still exists today. Inside the frame was a picture of you and him on your wedding day, surrounded by Johnâs kids who had been flower girls and flower boys. It wasnât something Tommy was aware was a thing but you had insisted that they get equal opportunity and as he had expressed not wanting to lose the rings, you said it was a win-win. He just has Arthur hand them over when it gets to the important part and you cry at the sentiment. You had everything planned out, even down to when to cry and when not to cry; heâd always loved you for the little, impossibly specific things about you. He knew you probably would cry most of the day but it was your way of trying to comfort him whilst also including his nieces and nephews in the wedding, something they hadnât been allowed to do at Arthurs and Lindaâs immaculate Christian wedding.
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SYNOPSIS: Finn likes chasing you in the snow, the cold itself should stop you from wanting to go out, let alone the ice lining the roads but it doesnât and it certainly doesnât stop a little competitive nature between the two of you. Throw around a snowball or two and itâs a normal afternoon in Small Heath now the snow is falling.
DAY 2 ⨠SANTA⌠? 1k
SYNOPSIS: You stay late in the Betting Den after Polly and John tell you not to, despite going against their orders, you decide to take it one step further and sit down for five minutes in Pollyâs parlour, Pollyâs comfortable, parlour. Five minutes wouldnât hurt, right?
DAY 3 ⨠MATRESS ANGELS 3.4k, Rated 18+
SYNOPSIS: Michael and yourself werenât exclusive but strictly speaking, you did spend an awful amount of time together that certainly suggested that you were. Spending the night at Pollyâs on Christmas Eve would only make this assumption more valid. On the assumption that you are exclusive, Polly offers up one of her rooms⌠with one bed. What are two, young, hormone-filled adults going to do with just one bed?Â
â cross posted onto ao3 here
DAY 4 ⨠FROSTBITTEN 1.4k
SYNOPSIS: It began, you could say, when Arthur got himself into the hymn singing group. You were drawn to him, finding yourself signing up for more things, saying âIf you do it, I will too,â before causing ruckus at another group or gathering. This time, it was the point in the year where you went around caroling, kindly asking for donations to donate to the local orphanage for the children who needed it more than you did, an activity that you had always done but this year Arthurâs there, making everything seem that much better. Itâs safe to say that caroling takes a lighter tune this year.
DAY 5 ⨠HANUKKAH 1.6k
SYNOPSIS: Alfie lives by himself in Margate, how he managed to meet you one day is beyond him but after that fateful day you visit him every weekend without fail. This weekend, he seems to have something to do, to which you end up learning more about him and Hanukkah. Who knew Alfie was hiding a good story?
DAY 6 ⨠WRAPPED UPâŚÂ 0.5k
SYNOPSIS: You and John are playing about one cold afternoon in the blankets when John invites you over for Christmas morning after you mention something about not doing much. He wants to change that.
DAY 7 ⨠WORKING FOR CHRISTMAS 2.5k
SYNOPSIS: Thomas stops you from your work late one evening and tasks you with planning a Christmas due for the office â which, truth be told, is more or less a family gathering with a few added extras. What you donât know is heâs got a reason behind what heâs doing and after a drink or two he gets you talking and reveals his reasonings. What could possibly go wrong?
DAY 8 ⨠HOLIDAY BLUES 1.7k
SYNOPSIS: Youâre on your way to your Auntâs for Christmas, reminiscing  over the past few days. Finn goes away for work a lot. When he comes home one time, youâre struggling to keep it together as itâs nearning the holiday season.
DAY 9 ⨠HOLIDAY CHEER 0.7k
 SYNOPSIS: Youâre not feeling the spirit this year. Youâre really not feeling it after having lost someone close to you who adored the holiday and made it it for you, youâre struggling to find the energy to care this time. Arthur has his heart set on changing that.
DAY 10 ⨠POLLYâS CHRISTMAS 1k
SYNOPSIS: Polly plans to go to Midnight Mass with Michael. Heâs only been back in her life for a small while and sheâs worried that something might come up on either end that prevents their night together. Arthur comes home, having had a few drinks and throws Polly off her worried state.
DAY 11 â¨Â âTWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE 1.4k
SYNOPSIS: You tell a story to your kids before John comes home.
DAY 12 ⨠SMILE FOR SANTA 3.4k
SYNOPSIS: After John convinced you to spend the day with the Shelbyâs, you made sure that you were there to help with anything and everything you could. Except when it came to the family photo that Polly had suggested on a whim. Everything was getting a little bit more chaotic than usual and the family was more than struggling to keep in check.
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A/N: new hiatus record: almost 3 years. Happy 1.2k!
W/C: 1.8k
Warnings: Smutty at the end but no intercourse
It was ten minutes past the hour and the dimly lit room was shrouded in an air of anticipation. Tommy was impatient and not ready to wait any longer, he had a business to run, you see. Behind him, the soft, seductive notes of a saxophone filled the space as the black curtain slowly rose before his eyes, revealing a sultry stage bathed in a single spotlight. You stood there, hidden behind a veil of crimson silk, your heart pounding in rhythm with the music.
With slow, deliberate movements, you let the silk scarf slip from your fingers, allowing it to cascade to the floor. Your eyes, framed by long lashes coated in midnight black mascara, sparkled with mischief as you batted them at the audience. The soft sighs and hushed whispers of desire filled the room. Tommy was holding back on a small groan of pain from withholding himself.
Your dress clung to every curve, its deep V-neck plunging down to reveal your ample cleavage, while the slit up the side showcased one of your long, sculpted legs. Your fingers danced lightly over your exposed skin, tracing a path from thigh to hip, drawing attention to the lacy garters that held up sheer stockings hidden underneath.
The saxophonist's melody grew more insistent, mirroring the pulse of desire in the room. You turned slowly, trying to disguise the fact that you were looking for him, hips swaying sensually, the dress following your every move. The audience was captivated by you, the enchantress, on stage, unable to tear their eyes away.
Your gaze swept across the room, searching for him. You knew he was out there, watching you with rapt attention. A sly smile played on your lips as you licked them, the bright crimson lipstick drawing his eyes like a magnet. Tommy was windswept with emotions, unable to control them much longer. His legs were splayed apart, hand resting between them on his crotch area, slumping back on his chair. He had the best seat in the house.
Reaching for the hem of your dress, you let it ride up your thigh, revealing a tantalising glimpse of what lay beneath. Gasps of excitement and desire rippled through the audience as you teased them, then just as quickly dropped the dress back down, leaving them hungry for more. You had yet to spot him in the crowd but you just knew Tommy wouldnât be able to resist such a cheeky move.
Your body moved like a seductive melody, a dance of desire that left the audience spellbound. Every sway of your hips was a tantalising invitation, drawing them deeper into your sensual web. Your legs, long and sculpted, glided gracefully across the stage, accentuating your every curve.
As you turned, your dress clung to you like a lover's caress, revealing hints of your bare skin before concealing them once more. Your hands, gloved in black satin, became extensions of your desire, tracing delicate paths along your exposed thigh, up to your hip, and back down again. It was a tease, an erotic game of hide and seek that left Tommy yearning for more.
Your lips, painted a bold crimson parted slightly to reveal a glimpse of your pearly teeth as your tongue traced their contours. You knew the power of your mouth, the promise it held, and you used it to perfection, drawing their gaze to your every wordless invitation.
Your eyes, smokey and mysterious, held a secret that only the lucky few would ever truly uncover. They smouldered with a fiery intensity, locking onto your chosen spectator, a silent promise of passion and pleasure.
When you leaned down, your legs spread apart, revealing the lace-trimmed edge of your lingerie, the audience gasped collectively. It was a daring move, a deliberate provocation, and they revelled in it. You knew how to manipulate their desire, to make it your own.
Searching one last time, the blinding lights no longer stopping you as you step forward, you manage to spot him in the front row. He was hardly hiding the fact that he was most certainly aroused. You pretended not to notice and calculate your next moves carefully.
You approached the front row, your eyes locked on him. He couldn't hide the longing in his eyes, the way his gaze traced every inch of you. You spun away, your fingers playing with the delicate clasp that held your dress together. With a seductive smile, you faced him once more, making sure he knew that every move was for him alone before spinning away in a sultry manner.
With a final flourish, you let the dress fall open after unhooking the clasp at the front revealing a minimal, barely-there corset that left little to the imagination. You spun, arms raised above your head, letting the dress twirl around you, teasingly covering and revealing her. Your eyes locked onto his, and you mouthed, "For you."
The dress slipped off your shoulders and dropped to the floor. You stood there, wearing nothing but the alluring corset. The room's temperature seemed to rise as you ran your hands over your body, accentuating your curves.
With a sultry smile, you moved to the centre of the stage, reaching out to the band behind you, and then toying with your hair, your fingers deftly rearranging the dark curls. You swayed and undulated, your body a mesmerising dance of desire and temptation.
Your final act was a slow, deliberate strip-tease, shedding your corset and revealing your bare skin. The audience watched in breathless anticipation as you bared yourself, your movements a seductive crescendo to the intoxicating performance.
As the music reached its climax, you let out a throaty, satisfied sigh, standing there fully exposed, bathed in the spotlight's glow. The room erupted in applause and cheers, but you were only interested in one set of eyesâthe ones that had been on you from the beginning.
With a lingering glance at him, you blew a sultry kiss, a promise of things to come, before strutting off the stage, leaving the audience in a feverish frenzy of desire.
After the electrifying performance, the backstage was a whirlwind of emotions and anticipation. The audienceâs applause still echoed in the air as you slipped away from the stage, heart pounding with the knowledge that you had captivated not only the crowd but also him â Tommy.
In the darkness backstage, you found him waiting, and without a word, you succumbed to the irresistible pull you had both felt throughout the performance, both of your desires finally merging in an explosion of passion and longing.
Tommy was unforgiving, as always, pulling you into your dressing room and slamming the door shut, barely managing to lock the door. He was too preoccupied with his mouth on your neck, breasts, clavicle, neck again and jaw before reaching your lips. He was breathy â like the first time he had sprinted through the damp and groggy lanes of Birmingham for you when you had both been much younger.Â
He paused, momentarily and without a word, he was closing the distance again, his hands reaching out to gently cup your face. His touch was electric, sending shivers down your spine. Looking into your eyes, he saw a reflection of his own desire. How could you possibly resist?
âTommy,â you whisper, voice barely audible with the bustle and bustle of the backstage chaos behind the closed door.
Of course, he didnât need words. The kiss you shared spoke volumes, a passionate and hungry embrace that left you both breathless. It was a kiss born of desire, a longing that had been building for far too long.
As you pulled away from each other. Your foreheads touching, he spoke in a low husky voice, âI canât stay away form you, love. Your performance tonight⌠itâs like you were dancing just for me.â
A sly smile plays on your lips as you trace a finger along his jawline, his electrifying blue gaze waiting and watching.
âThatâs because I was. Every move,â you pause, taking a small breath in, chest still rising and falling rhythmically, âwas for you. On that stage, Iâm always struck by your stare.â
His grip on you tightened, as if he never wanted to let you go. âYou drive me mad, you know that?â
You chuckled softly. Fingers tangling in his hair, âAnd you; the same to me, Tommy.â
Hidden away in your cloakroom, Tommy had suddenly been captivated by you and could no longer resist your allure any longer.
The dressing room was cloaked in shadows, the only illumination coming from a single dimly lit lamp. The air was thick with anticipation as Tommy and you stood face to face, your desire for each other palpable.
Tommy's hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer, his finely tailored suit brushing against your bared skin. Your lips met in a searing kiss, a union of longing and passion.
You tasted like temptation and desire, your mouth warm and inviting. His tongue danced with hers, a slow and sensual exploration that left them both breathless. As you kissed, your bodies pressed together, moulding to each other's contours.
Your fingers found the buttons of his shirt, deftly undoing them one by one. The soft material slipped from his shoulders, revealing the expanse of his chest. Your lips left his for a moment, trailing kisses along his jawline and down to his neck. Tommy's eyes fluttered closed as he relished the sensation of your mouth on his skin.
He reciprocated, his hands roaming over your body, tracing the curves and contours that had tantalised him on stage. The lace of her lingerie was a delicate barrier that he couldn't wait to breach.
With practised ease, he unhooked your bra, letting it fall to the floor. Your breasts, full and inviting, were bared to him. Tommy's fingers brushed over your sensitive flesh, eliciting a soft moan from you. He bent down, capturing one taut nipple in his mouth, suckling gently as you arched against him.
Your hands continued their exploration, sliding down his chest to the buckle of his belt. With trembling fingers, you undid it and then the button of his trousers. You could feel his arousal pressing against her, a promise of what was to come.
As your clothes fell to the floor, you stood before each other, exposed and vulnerable. The dressing room was a sanctuary of desire, a place where their long-held fantasies could finally be realised.
With a hunger that could no longer be denied, you both surrendered to the pull of your bodies, entwined in a sensual dance that left you both breathless and sated. In that intimate moment, it was no longer Tommy and you instead, you were two souls consumed by a fiery and irresistible passion that neither of you could bear to deny for a moment longer.
guys does anyone know what happened to @/comebackjessica? i've been thinking about her lately and wanted to check on her as she was my closest friend in the peaky community.
i just scrolled through my old messages and she's deactivated, i just wanted to say hi and see how she was doing :'(
chimera and basilisk and redcap for the mythical creature asks? đ
hi!
chimera: i havenât ever dyed my hair! but if i did id totally do that underside bleach then dye it a neon colour ~ maybe pink or purple?
basilisk: probably books. there are a few exceptions ~ bc iâve been BLOWN AWAY by my cinematic experience (donât come at me when i say jurassic world part 2. i watched that fucker in the imax in 3d it was đŠđźâđłđ)
redcap: writing? iâve been writing excessively since i was about 13. i used to like g-eazy a lot and up until recently i still had the unfinished fic on my wattpad. i donât think iâm a good story teller so i never finished it. itâs also why i wonât do a series. lol.
i bleached half my hair platinum blonde and dyed the other half black/blue so it shows blue in the sun! itâs faded now and grown out twice (redid it once and just bleached my hair myself last week (i always went to a hairdresser who i work with, long story short she used to do hair) but didnât touch up the darker side cos i want lilac!)
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(A disclaimer: I donât get a chance to read nearly as many fanfics as I would love to, so Iâm winging this + I am probably the most indecisive person youâll ever meet, so bear with me lovelies lmao)
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Tagging: @noahsthottie @moonlatui @oliverslove @kiwi-tai @0shewrites0 @fujihime-litg @casualwriters @tammyisobsessedwith @justtuesdays and anyone and everyone who wants to do itâ¤ď¸ (sorry if youâve already been tagged/done itđĽşđđ)
slow burn or love at first sight // fake dating or secret dating // enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers // oh no thereâs only one bed or long-distance correspondence // hurt-comfort or amnesia // fantasy au or modern au // mutual pining or domestic bliss // smut or fluff // canon-compliant or fix-it // reincarnation or character death // one-shot or multi-chapter // kid fic or road trip fic // arranged marriage or accidental marriage // high school romance or and middle aged romance // time travel or isolated together // neighbors or roommates // sci-fi au or magic au // body swap or gender bend // angst or crack // apocalyptic or mundane
slow burn or love at first sight // fake dating or secret dating // enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers // oh no thereâs only one bed or long-distance correspondence // hurt-comfort or amnesia // fantasy au or modern au // mutual pining or domestic bliss // smut or fluff // canon-compliant or fix-it // reincarnation or character death // one-shot or multi-chapter // kid fic or road trip fic // arranged marriage or accidental marriage // high school romance or and middle aged romance // time travel or isolated together // neighbours or roommates // sci-fi au or magic au // body swap or gender bend // angst or crack // apocalyptic or mundane
only tagging @comebackjessica cos idk who is still active :) also ik that sheâll love this <3
SYNOPSIS: Finn likes chasing you in the snow, the cold itself should stop you from wanting to go out, let alone the ice lining the roads but it doesnât and it certainly doesnât stop a little competitive nature between the two of you. Throw around a snowball or two and itâs a normal afternoon in Small Heath now the snow is falling.
DAY 2 ⨠SANTA⌠? 1k
SYNOPSIS: You stay late in the Betting Den after Polly and John tell you not to, despite going against their orders, you decide to take it one step further and sit down for five minutes in Pollyâs parlour, Pollyâs comfortable, parlour. Five minutes wouldnât hurt, right?
DAY 3 ⨠MATRESS ANGELS 3.4k, Rated 18+
SYNOPSIS: Michael and yourself werenât exclusive but strictly speaking, you did spend an awful amount of time together that certainly suggested that you were. Spending the night at Pollyâs on Christmas Eve would only make this assumption more valid. On the assumption that you are exclusive, Polly offers up one of her rooms⌠with one bed. What are two, young, hormone-filled adults going to do with just one bed?Â
â cross posted onto ao3 here
DAY 4 ⨠FROSTBITTEN 1.4k
SYNOPSIS: It began, you could say, when Arthur got himself into the hymn singing group. You were drawn to him, finding yourself signing up for more things, saying âIf you do it, I will too,â before causing ruckus at another group or gathering. This time, it was the point in the year where you went around caroling, kindly asking for donations to donate to the local orphanage for the children who needed it more than you did, an activity that you had always done but this year Arthurâs there, making everything seem that much better. Itâs safe to say that caroling takes a lighter tune this year.
DAY 5 ⨠HANUKKAH 1.6k
SYNOPSIS: Alfie lives by himself in Margate, how he managed to meet you one day is beyond him but after that fateful day you visit him every weekend without fail. This weekend, he seems to have something to do, to which you end up learning more about him and Hanukkah. Who knew Alfie was hiding a good story?
DAY 6 ⨠WRAPPED UPâŚÂ 0.5k
SYNOPSIS: You and John are playing about one cold afternoon in the blankets when John invites you over for Christmas morning after you mention something about not doing much. He wants to change that.
DAY 7 ⨠WORKING FOR CHRISTMAS 2.5k
SYNOPSIS: Thomas stops you from your work late one evening and tasks you with planning a Christmas due for the office â which, truth be told, is more or less a family gathering with a few added extras. What you donât know is heâs got a reason behind what heâs doing and after a drink or two he gets you talking and reveals his reasonings. What could possibly go wrong?
DAY 8 ⨠HOLIDAY BLUES 1.7k
SYNOPSIS: Youâre on your way to your Auntâs for Christmas, reminiscing  over the past few days. Finn goes away for work a lot. When he comes home one time, youâre struggling to keep it together as itâs nearning the holiday season.
DAY 9 ⨠HOLIDAY CHEER 0.7k
 SYNOPSIS: Youâre not feeling the spirit this year. Youâre really not feeling it after having lost someone close to you who adored the holiday and made it it for you, youâre struggling to find the energy to care this time. Arthur has his heart set on changing that.
DAY 10 ⨠POLLYâS CHRISTMAS 1k
SYNOPSIS: Polly plans to go to Midnight Mass with Michael. Heâs only been back in her life for a small while and sheâs worried that something might come up on either end that prevents their night together. Arthur comes home, having had a few drinks and throws Polly off her worried state.
DAY 11 â¨Â âTWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE 1.4k
SYNOPSIS: You tell a story to your kids before John comes home.
DAY 12 ⨠SMILE FOR SANTA 3.4k
SYNOPSIS: After John convinced you to spend the day with the Shelbyâs, you made sure that you were there to help with anything and everything you could. Except when it came to the family photo that Polly had suggested on a whim. Everything was getting a little bit more chaotic than usual and the family was more than struggling to keep in check.
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