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mooxnlights · 5 years

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Hey gurl! Heyyyyy!!!! Would you consider writing afic with Tommy Shelby where he hurts his arm so he can't shave on his own so the reader, his wife does it for him and it's just super soft staring into each other's eyes soft? Ily Ily writing

I went on a mini hiatus omg I need to stop doing that anyways I’m back!

This is hella short so I’m just posting it as a little blurb, don’t hate me x

You looked towards the bathroom from your place on your bed at the sound of a hiss followed closely by a swear, saving your place in the novel you were reading you stood up and put it on your bedside table and made your way to the bathroom. You leant against the doorway as you watched your husband rip up a small piece of toilet paper and stick it to the cut on his face.

“What are you doing,” you asked with a giggle as Tommy sighed.

He glanced at you through the mirror, “what does it look like?” He asked though despite his words there was no malice in his tone, only frustration at his own struggles

“It looks like you’re trying to figure out what you’re going to look like when you’re old and gray,” you teased referring to the pieces of toilet paper stuck to his face in order to stop the bleeding he caused himself.

He rolled his eyes at your joke and quickly pulled his right arm from the sling and tossed it over his shoulder which only resulted in him flinching slightly at the ache that while was dull was still there from his rough and quick movements.

Now it was your turn to roll your eyes as you moved towards him, picking the cloth up from the ground.

“You were shot Tommy,” you scolded as you began fastening the sling as gently as you could over his shoulder being careful not to brush your hand against the wound that currently resided on his bare shoulder. “I just put this on too by the way,” you huffed after you made sure it wasn’t too tight.

“I need to shave,” he huffed in annoyance. “Besides it’s been long enough, my arms fine now you don’t need to worry.”

“You certainly do need to shave,” you laughed at his half shaven face picking up the razor and the damp hand towel and walking him over towards the toilet where the lid was down, he said nothing as you pushed him down into a seating position and sat yourself on his lap.

“And when was the last time you actually took the advice of a doctor Tommy? Seriously one more week with this thing isn’t going to hurt.”

He continued to remain silent knowing that your question was rhetorical as you began to gently glide the razor across the stubble on his face stopping only to wipe the shaving cream off and onto the hand towel.

Whilst your eyes stayed concentrated firmly on the task at hand making sure you didn’t accidentally miss a spot or cut him, his never left you. Tommy took advantage of the silence and let himself get lost in his thoughts as his eyes raked over you, from where your legs were on either side of his all the way up to where your hands were delicately working the tool against his cheeks until his eyes came to rest on your face, his gaze piercing as he watched you all the while moving his non inured arm around your waist to hold you to him and to run his fingers across your back.

He was pulled out of his trance after a short while by the softness of your lips meeting his in a brief peck. “I’m done,” you stated softly with a smile that only grew bigger as he buried his head in your neck breathing in your scent while simultaneously pressing kisses to your neck.

“You got some kind of weird shaving kink I should know about?” You joked referring to his random but not unappreciated display of affection that caused you to reach over and chuck the razor and towel into the sink and rest your hands in his hair.

Tommy pulled his lips from your neck only to have them make their way to your lips, “I love you more then you could ever comprehend,” he breathed out as he pulled away from you.

With his words still managing to make you blush you stood from his lap and took his hand in yours and pulling him back towards your bedroom, “why don’t you show me then?” You giggled in response not missing the smirk that took over his face as he flung the sling off once again, you not stopping him this time.

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jrctolkien · 5 years

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or steve dealer’s choice

nsfw bj under the cut

this is honestly from afic I wroe for another fandom acouple years ago and I just swapped the names eric and honey for steve and her so fuck me ig

She listened closely to every sound he made, kept her eyes open to take in every twitch and shift. She even grew so brazen as to stroke her fingers against the soft skin of his balls and weigh them in her hand. That certainly got a reaction from the man.

Strong fingers wove into her hair, drawing her eyes back up to his face. Honey had been hot and tingly before, but the look of unadulterated lust on steve's face set her on fire. She gasped and when her lips parted, he urged her forward. The girl opened her mouth as wide as she could, taking the head of his dick between her lips. It filled her mouth, pressing down against her tongue.

Hissing in a sharp breath, he admonished, "Teeth."

She didn't think it was possible to be embarrassed with a penis in her mouth, but she was wrong. she quickly pulled her lips in, shielding the sensitive flesh from the scrape of her teeth. She tried to look apologetic. He ran his fingers through her hair once, reassuringly.

"Go on," steve prompted, in a low grunt. The girl pushed forward a bit more, enjoying the way he filled her mouth and twitched against her tongue. Then she pulled back, locking her lips around his shaft and sucking firmly as she did so. The effect was instantaneous. steve's head arched back and he groaned loudly. His dick twitched inside her mouth and a little pulse of that sharp fluid hit her tongue.

Oh, she liked that. she did it again, then again, reveling in the moans coming from above her and the throbbing inside her mouth. The hand in her hair guided her the way he wanted her to move and with every bob of her head, she took more and more of him into her mouth. His hips rocked forward just a bit and it made her groan. That made him suck air in between his teeth and grip her hair harder. The tip of his dick hit the back of her throat and her eyes widened as she gagged involuntarily. She felt the man shiver and he tried to make her movements more shallow. Instead, the girl gripped his thighs for leverage and pushed forward harder.

"God, honey. You feel so fucking good," steve moaned heavily, loudly. "Sucking my cock like you love it." She did love it. He was so uncaringly loud, anyone nearby could hear. Not only did that not bother her, it pushed her arousal even higher.

Her eyes watered, but she fought her gag reflex until the constant touch of his cock against her pallet desensitized it. Desensitized, what a strange word to use at a time when all that existed of her was nerves and the feel of steve against them. He was groaning her name and it was like a rough caress. His thighs were hard under her hands. Everything about him was hard; he may as well be cut from the rock behind her.she was aching for him by now and was about to drop her hand from his thigh and reach down to relieve that ache, when she heard voices echoing down the hall.

The reality of someone coming upon them struck the girl far differently than the idea of it had done. Ice raced through her veins and she froze for an instant, then panicked. She tried to pull back, but the hand cupping her skull was like iron holding her in place. Her wide eyes looked up to his heavily lidded ones and found that steve was smirking down at her. As the voices drew nearer and she pushed against his thighs, his smirk twisted into a full sneer of lusty dominance. Lifting his hand from the wall, he brought one finger to his lips.

"Shhh," he hissed softly, cruelly teasing her. Then he pushed his hips forward with very deliberate slowness and moaned as his dick sank back into the wet recesses of her mouth. her clit twitched and she shifted uncomfortably, her thighs rubbing together even as ice gathered in her stomach. The man didn't care at all if someone saw them and that sent heat racing through her, but she was the one on her knees in a hallway like an escort and a sharp pang of humiliation followed in its wake. Her eyes squeezed shut tight against the heat building behind them.

"C'mon, Honey. Don't get shy on me now," he purred down at her, pulling her head back and pushing her forward again as his hips arched slightly to meet her. She could hear footsteps now and her eyes opened, looking frantically toward the corridor that led to the lpunge, steve growled, tugging her hair. "Look at me."

She couldn't refuse his command and lifted her gaze to his immediately. A tear escaped the corner of her eye, leaving an icy trail along her flushed skin. He shifted, easily sliding toward the wall and turning them just enough that his back was to the hallway and his bulk blocked her much smaller self from view.

Tucked safely behind him, shielded from prying eyes, the clawing dread in her chest faded. His hand loosened, combing through her curls tenderly. The girl pulled back and he didn't stop her. He wouldn't stop her.

"No one gets to see you like this, but me," he told her in a harsh growl of protective possession. "No one deserves to look at you. You're too far above them."

Her heart lurched in her chest. steve didn't say things to be nice; steve didn't say things to make people feel better. steve was looking down at her, with her lips still wrapped around his cock, as if she was something special. Something so special he meant to jealously keep it to himself.

Any trace of cold was melted by the warmth his words and expression dredged up from deep within her, then boiled away to steam under the influx of searing heat that scorched through her system. She pushed forward, taking him as deep as she could manage, her eyes locked on his unwaveringly. steve moaned and she believed it was as much from the way she was looking at him as the feel of her mouth. His fingers tightened in her hair again and he rocked into her as she moved, his mouth falling open as his chest heaved.

"Oh ho! Look at this!" a male voice called from behind the young leader. The laughter of multiple others came directly after.

"Damn, man," another male, younger by the sound of it, cackled. "Get it!"

steve turned his head back over his shoulder, but didn't break eye contact with the girl on her knees before him. "Fuck off!"

"Oh shit!" the first male gasped, his voice choked tight with shock and fear.

The girl dug her nails into his thighs and moaned in approval. He purred down at her, a lion being stroked.

"You look so pretty with your lips around my dick," steve said, breathlessly. "Did I tell you? So pretty."

He stroked her cheek lightly and she raised her hand to cover his. Just for a moment, to appreciate his words. Then she pushed his hand away and scraped her nails against his hip on her way to wrap her fingers around the not inconsiderable amount of him that wouldn't fit into her mouth. She pumped her fist with firm, sure strokes.steve began to pant harshly, brokenly. Recognizing the sound, she pushed further, sucked harder, rubbing her tongue against the underside of his shaft.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come," he warned in a growl so low and harsh it was like stone grinding on stone. she made a sound of wanton encouragement, urging him on, wanting him to lose himself to her. A massive shudder rippled through the man and his hips arched forward sharply. The hand in her hair flexed against the back of her head, his nails digging into her scalp as if he were going to push her all the way down, but he held himself in check. Just barely, she thought.

Her eyes popped wide as he thickened even further, then throbbed hard against her tongue. steve barked out an obscenity and her name and a jet of liquid heat splashed against the back of her throat and loved everything about it. Honey sucked hard, milking his cock with her hand, trying to make his orgasm as good as she possibly could. It appeared to be working as he hunched forward and shook above her, grunting and gasping with every pulse of cum he poured into her mouth.

steve slumped forward, his forearm bracing against the wall to keep him upright. He pulled her back off his cock, groaning almost plaintively as she sucked hard the whole way, her tight fist following her lips to squeeze out every last drop. shereleased him with a wet pop and sat back on her heels. Her hands rested demurely on her thighs and her head was tilted to the side in curious consideration as she rolled his cum over her tongue.

The panting, thoroughly debauched man in front of her opened his eyes and found hers. Her shoulders shook with a suppressed giggle as his head tilted in much the same way as her own - her expression and manner apparently perplexed him. she felt a little curl of wickedness inside and swallowed her mouthful in a very intentionally blatant way. Then winked at steve with an impish grin.

"Five finger fuck me," he huffed, eyes falling shut once more. The girl giggled with playfully fiendish delight.

What she didn't enjoy as much as his reaction was the lingering taste of semen on her tongue. While it was definitely better straight from the tap, as it were, she still wasn't overly fond of it. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out the mint, quickly unwrapping it and popping the candy into her mouth.

"We need to pick up a case of these," she told him with that impish grin still in place, rising to her feet and brushing off her knees. He snatched her close without warning, crushing his mouth to hers with a heavy groan. The artificial sugariness of the mint fought against his own natural sweetness and lost. She clung to his biceps and opened up to him with a responding moan of her own

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littledrummeraussie · 1 year

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Would you ever write something with changing POVs in it?

Would you ever write the 'sharing one bed' situation? I know it's basic, but with the quality you write with it could be super cute and sexy. 😊

I think I have already tried it a little with both: Ashton has a bad day definitely had 2 different POVs, moodswings is subtly changing between the two of them, and ps. still care about you is changing chapter by chapter. I just gotta pick them up again. I'm not sure about anything else, it could probably fit one or two stories for sure, but it really is a lot of work to work them out so the story still flows.

And At Chriatmas all the roads lead home, well, they do share one bed... currently I cannot really recall anything else that could go with this...

But both of them are something I would love to play with for sure. ❤️

#asks: ask the writer #sly ❤️#afic: all the things #afic: moodswings #afic: i still care about you #afic: at christmas all the roads lead home

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littledrummeraussie · 1 year

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🍒 🍑 🍍 🍇- Jex (sadistmichael) 🤍

🍒 What’s your favorite character dynamic to write? (Can be romantic or platonic, specific or general!)

Oh, I really love the poly relationship in All The Things We Dream About - the love for each other, the teasing, how they care, the sexual tension. And really, just how the three of them all have a different relationship with each other, and it just completes the whole three way thing perfectly.

I also really love annoying, himbo/badboy guy and sunshine yet still grumpy girl. Or a real deep love cause I'm a romantic.

🍑 If you could make a connection between your favorite character and another work you care about (whether a crossover/fusion or a wonderfully “pretentious” literary reference) what would it be? How would it work?

My brain honestly broke over this question LOL

🍍 What kind of AUs do you like? Are there any AUs you hate or just generally have beef with?

I really like apocalypse, soulmates, mafia, boss/CEO and art related AUs. I'm a sucker for those, really.

I don't care much about vampires, but I am obsessed with @suchalonelysunflower Sunny's work Looks Red, Tastes Blue. I think I give all kinds of AUs a chance, I cannot recall if I have beef with any.

🍇 Is there a particular scene/episode/book/etc that you want to just write a million fics about, over and over? Which one?

Let's turn this around a bit: I wanna write a million fics about my favourite couples: Getaway, my badboy!Ashton (A Permanent Chace) and Mr Maffia Man - Ps. Still Care About You. I love the different dynamics for different reasons and I just wanna bask in my comfort characters and feelings all the time.

Thank you Jex @sadistmichael 🥰🥰

#asks: ask the writer #jex ❤️#afic: all the things #afic: getaway #afic: a permanent chase #afic: i still care about you

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littledrummeraussie · 2 years

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Mr Scary Mafia

Mr Himbo Mafia

#ashton tag #afic: i still care about you

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littledrummeraussie · 2 years

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Mr Big Boss Irwin vibes

#ashton tag #afic: i still care about you #afic: mr irwin

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littledrummeraussie · 3 years

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some mafia!Ashton aesthetics

#afic: i still care about you #aesthetics: mafia!ashton

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littledrummeraussie · 3 years

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PS. Still Care About You – latest update: May 16

Ashton Irwin is handsome, charming and full of secrets. He deals in a business that should stay hidden for most people around him – including the girl he falls in love with. Then one night he makes a mistake, and the girl leaves him without a word, both of them having to pick up the pieces on their own.

Now months later an unexpected letter sits in her mailbox, an invitation to a weekend getaway. Ashton hopes to see his Angel one more time, while the girl is torn between her feelings and the truth that came out on the night of their break up. Because Ashton Irwin is not who she thought he was.

series tag. | story tag. | aesthetics.

total word count: TBD tags/warnings:

mafia!Ashton. mentions of guns, violence, blood and death. secrets and lies. in general anything related to the sinister business he’s in.

a past relationship, including the stages of falling in love and a secret coming out, making them break up after only a few months.

an invitation to a weekend getaway to try and make up for past missteps. longing and yearning. angst.

flashbacks to dates and getting to know each other. fluff, cuteness and smut.

a possible future relationship after finally making up. a series of hard decisions to be made.

series.

part 1: the invitation.

part 2: until midnight.

part 3: trust issues.

more about mafia!Ashton.