He smells pleasantly of English cigarettes, expensive perfume, honey, his skin has taken on the scent of silk, the fruity smell of silk tussore, the smell of gold; heâs desirable.
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He smells pleasantly of English cigarettes, expensive perfume, honey, his skin has taken on the scent of silk, the fruity smell of silk tussore, the smell of gold; heâs desirable.
Marguerite Duras, Lâamant  Â

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Narcos 2x10
I WATCH NARCOS FOR THE PLOT: (5/â)
Al Pacino as Michael Corleone in The Godfather (1972)
AL PACINO and SIMONETTE STEFANELLI in The Godfather (1972) dir. Francis Ford Coppola

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I WATCH NARCOS FOR THE PLOT: (2/â)
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Salma Hayek in Desperado (1995)
So um I may start writing for Javier PeĂąa and Oberyn Martell? I know all of us are nursing our way through a healthy Pedro Pascal obsession and these are two of my favourite characters. Please send me some prompt ideas and Iâll get to work! <3
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Come with me - Michael Gray
Summary: Ever since Tommy came and told Michael who his biological family was, things havenât been the same between you both. Every week he comes to meet you, in the meadow near his old town, where you both spend some time together. But over time the meetings become less frequent and you find yourself missing him more and more.Â
A/N: Sorry, I got a little carried away with this. I just thought of the idea today and I wasnât quite sure where I was going with it, but I hope you enjoy!Â
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You decided to sit just outside the line of trees, hidden among the tall grass. It was your usual spot to meet, the linen sheet still laid out from the last time you were here. It was a warm Sunday afternoon and you were wearing a lightweight cotton dress- just above your knee- with a matching ribbon in your pristinely pinned hair.
Your meetings were becoming less frequent ever since Henryâs (or should you say Michaelâs) biological family came looking for him. He promised he would always come back to you, but with his new life came new responsibilities and more reasons not to see you. Although, you tried your best to be happy for him, knowing he was never satisfied with the small town life he had here.
You waited almost an hour before you realised that he wouldnât be showing; the sun had already begun to take its effect on the basket of food you have brought with you. Readying to leave, you suddenly heard a low rumbling that made you pause. With your hand you shaded your eyes, peering down at the road to see a car heading towards you.
Smiling giddily, you ran down the small hill towards Michaelâs car as he parked it just off the side of the road. Almost knocking him to the ground, you wrapped your legs around his hips, bringing your arms up to his neck and kissing him. Chuckling against your mouth, he loosened your legs letting you slide down.
Placing your chin against his chest, you stared up at him, as he swiped some loose curls from your face.
âHey,â he smiled.
After nibbling on ham sandwiches and forcing down a few gulps of the now warm milk, you sat with your head against Michaelâs shoulder as he stroked your hair. Despite not seeing him in so long the silence was comforting, you didnât have to say anything to prove how much you missed each other.
You lifted your head as Michael shifted to face you, a small smile playing on his lips. Burying his hand into his front pocket he pulled out a small silver tin, flipping the embroidered lid open with his thumb. Retrieving two small pills he threw the tin to the side.
âHere,â Popping one into his mouth he swallowed dryly before gesturing to open yours. âI want you to try these.â
âI donât knowâŚâ I hesitated. âWhat if it doesnât taste good?â
Throwing his head back, he let out a burst of laughter. âIâm offering you drugs and the one thing youâre worried about is how it tastes?â
Turning your head down, your cheeks warmed as you giggled.
âHere,â plucking on of the raspberries from its container, he placed the pill inside, licking the red liquid that now stained his fingers. âOpen.â
Hesitating, you placed your tongue out slightly. The refreshing sweetness of the fruit hit your taste buds as you close your lips over his fingers, licking off the remaining taste as he slowly pulled them out.
âBetter?â He muttered, tracing the line of your lips with his thumb.
Nodding, you leaned back against the blanket, looking up towards the clear sky. It had only been a few minutes but you could already feel the warm fuzzy effect it was having on you.
Michael remained staring down at you, his eyes hooded. He always thought you were very beautiful, especially now as you lay sprawled in the sunlight. He never regretted leaving the village- he fucking hated it- but he always found himself missing you. You both grew up together, your mother was friends with his and they always chatted about how they knew the both of you would marry one day.Â
Leaning over he pinched the inside of your thigh where your dress had hiked up, revealing the top of your legs. Squeaking, you swatted it away, giving him a warning glare.
âYouâve always been ticklish.â He stated, with a cheeky grin.
Without giving you a chance, he pinned you to the sheet with his legs, using his hands to squeeze and prod at your hips. Tossing your head back you let out a fit of giggling shrieks as you tried to shift from underneath him.
âStop- Michael!â You were both panting when he finally stopped.
With your faces inches apart, you shifted slightly to poke your nose against his, causing him to finally close the gap and place his lips against yours.
Your back arched, stomach grazing his as you pulled him closer to you, deepening the kiss.
Pulling away, Michael brushed your cheek, pecking your swollen lips one last time before sitting up and placing his forearms across his knees as he sat facing away from you.
Lifting yourself up, you wrapped your arms around him, kissing his shoulder.
âWhat is it?â you whispered, leaning your cheek against his back.
He was silent for so long you almost forgot you even asked him a question, focusing on the relaxing movements of his back slowly rising up and down.
âCome with me,â he muttered.
âWhat?â
âCome back with me.â
You were stunned for a moment, pushing away from him as your brows furrowed.
âMichael, I canât-â
Suddenly, he turned to face you, his eyes pleading as he placed both hands on your face. âCome on, you know youâve always hated it here! This small town was never good enough for us.â
Swallowing, you tried to grasp onto what exactly he was proposing.
âYou wanted to go to London, right? I can take you. I have this life now⌠with opportunities and freedom to do whatever the fuck I want.â He smiled.
âBut where would I stay, I couldnât just intrude on your family like that.â You said doubtfully, shaking your head from his grasp. âBesides, I canât just leave my mum on her own. It would devistate her.â
âMy biological mum- Polly, she will love you.â He encouraged.
Sighing, you swiped some hair back from your face. Of course, you wanted to go with him, but it wasnât fair to just up and leave.
Noticing the uncertainty on your face, he reached over and grasped your hand. âHow about for the weekend? I can introduce you to my new family⌠then we can figure out some sort of arrangement.â
A smile tugged at your lips. This was what you wanted, deep down you knew that. You still wanted to be apart of his life.
âOkay.â You whispered.
âWhat was that? I couldnât quite hear you-â he joked.
âOkay!â You shouted, laughing.
Smiling contently, Michael slowly took your head in his hand and kissed you sweetly on the lips.
Claudia Cardinale by Chiara Samugheo, 1960s
Simonetta Stefanelli as Apollonia Vitelli and Al Pacino as Michael Corleone on set of âThe Godfather (1972)â - Directed by Francis Ford Coppola.
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The Lover, 1992

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Off to the Races - Part 1
A/N: Finally started this series, Iâm proud of myself. In an attempt to get part one completed tonight, the ending became quite abrupt. But hopefully, you still enjoy it. Also due to my deluded perception of sleep, there may be one or two grammar mistakes which Iâll correct tomorrow. Hope you enjoy! Feedback for this series is really appreciated.
Pairing: Tommy & OC
Word count: 1,157
There has been word going around that a police officer was staying in the hostel. Despite not seeing him for myself, he has already established a reputation amongst the staff; many of the girls describing him as a broody man, stout in his three-piece suit, with a thick Irish accent. It was rare we catered to someone like him, our scanty establishment barely sufficient enough for docker men. In its early days the hostel was commonly known as one of the most popular brothels in Stechford, yet in an effort to clean up the crime in the city it was closed down. But that didnât stop some of the older women, many of them still working part-time now. That is what really intrigued me about the Officers stay, a supposedly honourable man like himself lodging with a bunch of ex-whores couldnât be sinless.
âPerhaps heâs here undercover?â Maggie gasped, halfway through a drag of her cigarette.
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