#boardwalk empire fanfic

[saintmurd0ck]

I’m unsure if multiple stops is done this way >< buuuuut 🎟️ ticket for 🚇 34th St-Hudson Yards ("for years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and silence.") and 🚇 86th St (“you bring out the good in me.”) with Owen Sleater please! I’m dying 4 more content about this boiii!!

la douleur exquise

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pairing: owen sleater x reader

warnings: kinda unrequited love (ISH), angsty owen, hurt + comfort

a/n: thank you SO much for being my first sleepover ask! this was so heartbreakingly beautiful to write, and as this is my first ever owen piece, i hope you enjoy 💗 (p.s. tagging mrs sleater, @murdock-and-the-sea)

There’s a breezeblock sinking deep into your stomach as Owen reaches for the coat that’s lived on the hatstand for the past two years. It never mattered that the hatstand sat empty most of the time; not when you always knew he was coming back. 

But today is different.

You barely register the sense of melancholic dread coursing through you, spreading outwards from the centre of your chest. Not when there are a million little things running through the abyss of your mind.

It feels like you’re gasping for air as you take in a staggering breath, doing your best to cast aside the unease carving his initials into your heart. Your voice cracks when you speak, and with it, any attempts you’ve made to ground yourself. “All packed?”

Owen’s lips twitch upwards as he nods, tightening his grip on the brim of his hat.

You’ve known for a while that this day would come, when he would inevitably have to leave Atlantic City. To go home, as he would fondly say. Home being Ireland. 

Not here. 

It couldn’t be here, unless Owen could resign himself to a life working for Nucky, being his right-hand man at best, but doing nothing else except taking orders and cutting down anyone who would get in the way. 

You swallow thickly, tears prickling your eyes as his fingers close around the door handle. You imagine instead that his hand moves away, a man on a mission to seek out his love, but he turns towards you not to then press his lips against your own, but to angle his body towards the promise of his exit. “Ma’am.”

You draw in a breath, wanting to say something, anything, to fill the now-awkward space between you. The fact that nothing comes out shatters something whole within you. He’s reverting back to your old pleasantries, because you’re more strangers-than-not, and now, you’ll have to remember him for longer than you’ve known him.

“Mr. Sleater,” you call out from your place on the stairs, not caring that the words catch in your throat, “You needn’t address me like that.” 

There’s a hitch in every syllable, one that wedges and distorts the sound coming from your mouth. But you keep going. “I thought we’d agreed that you’d call me by name. And don’t you say it’s because of manners.” 

You wait a moment. “I know you’re not capable of manners, Owen.” You let his name roll off your tongue, and for some reason, it’s this instance that feels more indulgent than any other time you’ve used it. It reminds you that you’ve grown fond of his temporary permanence, and even then, fond is too austere a word. 

He smiles sadly. “I have to.”

“Why?”

“Because I’ll be goin’ now.” The words echo in your mind even before he says them. “And I don’t know when I’ll be back.” 

He turns the handle, and he’s gone in an instant; so quickly and without further goodbye you would think he’s otherwise vanished into thin air. It doesn’t surprise you all that much, because that’s how it’s always been with Owen: a man of few words, always leaving without a trace. 

It all becomes unbearable too fast as you watch the sunlight filtering into the foyer, the spot where he stood now agonisingly empty. You stare fixedly at nothing in particular, replaying his words in your head, unable to do anything but bring a fist to your mouth to stifle the oncoming rainstorm. 

As you make your way up the stairs, turning your back to the lingering ghost of Owen’s solid form, it hits you that this is what goodbye feels like. This is what it means to farewell something that could’ve worked out, if only you’d properly tried. Your knuckles whiten around the wooden banister, clutching it so tightly it’s a wonder you’re not rooted to the spot, able to move upwards at all. But you trudge onwards, shoving down every hint of his smile, his scent and his warmth, as deep as it’ll go. 

Muscle memory leads you to the edge of the bed, and you sink down onto the mattress, rumpling the crisp sheets. Good, you think, let me stay here. Let me be consumed by the inordinate grief I carry for a man who was never mine. 

It’s then that you feel the dam break, washing away your hardened resolve and with it, two years of missed opportunities and what seems like wasted yearning. Part of you screams that it’s no use dwelling on what could’ve been, but you allow yourself that luxury, if nothing but to live in delusion for just a little more. Catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror doesn’t do much to help your case; not with your glassily dejected expression, your leaden limbs that hang by your side. 

“All this,” you murmur aloud, your eyes fluttering closed, “for someone who never loved you back.” 

You mull over your thoughts so forcefully that you almost miss the response. 

“Is that what you really think?”

Your body goes rigid at the sound of his voice, your frantic gaze widening as you clock him standing by the door. His name comes out as a squeak, but you say it nonetheless. “Owen?”

He jerks his chin at you, taking a step forwards, his coat and hat markedly draped over the banister. “Now who said I didn’t love you back? Nucky?”

You open your mouth to answer, but nothing comes out. Instead, you purse your lips together, praying that the shallow rise and fall of your chest is noticeable to none other than yourself. 

But it’s Owen, and nothing goes over his head. He fixates on your breathing, hyper-aware at the effect his reappearance has had on you, or more accurately, the implication laying heavy in his tone. 

He walks in, rubbing his face as he paces in front of you. He grits his teeth as he speaks, his voice dropping an octave. “For years,” he starts, seething in anguish, “I have yearned for you, in secrecy and in silence. Years.” He lets out a small, sarcastic chuckle, but the pain laid bare in his eyes fool no-one. ���I have thought every day of how to tell you.”

You feel like keeling over, but this isn’t the time. Gathering whatever’s left of your internal strength, you push up off the bed to get to your feet to face him. 

Owen blinks at you, his expression inscrutable. “You bring out the good in me.”

You don’t know what this means — about whether  he’ll stay or go, but you cast aside any reservations, choosing instead to focus on the matter at hand. 

“Do you love me?” you ask, unwavering. 

“Yes.”

You drop to a whisper, taking one of his hands into your own, brushing over every callous with your thumb. You’ve never known how to say anything to him about how you feel, but his candor sparks a light, but you know what you say next is the irrevocable truth. 

“Then I am yours, Mr. Sleater. I am yours until the world — my life — decides otherwise.”

#owen sleater #owen sleater x reader #owen sleater fanfic #owen sleater angst #owen sleater fluff #boardwalk empire #boardwalk empire fanfic #all aboard the saintmurd0ck express #rhi writes 💻 #x reader

[farfromstrange]

Me: It’s just another show with Charlie in it. We’ll be fine.

Me: *starts watching Boardwalk Empire* Not bad so far.

Owen Sleater: *appears*

My brain: Stunning. Write for him.

Me: No. I’ve got enough on my plate as it is. Remember the Spencer Reid idea we said we’d work on but haven’t yet?

My brain: Doesn’t matter. We’ll get to him later. It’s Owen’s time. Write for him.

Me: Stop.

My brain: Write. For. Owen.

Me: It’s been one episode. I wouldn’t even know what to write.

My brain: Lies.

Me: It literally is not.

My brain: *throws ideas at my head* IF YOU DON’T WRITE FOR HIM I WILL CONTROL + ALT + DELETE YOUR CREATIVE SYSTEM!

Me: Can you, like, chill for a second?

My brain: No. Look at him.

Me: Fuck. Not again.

My brain: You’re welcome :)

#except that my brain runs on Windows Vista and it takes 3-5 years for me to actually get around to write an idea #boardwalk empire #owen sleater #charlie cox #fanfic writer problems

[ricardian-werewolf]

Fanfic Masterlist:

(Cover is of Gassed, by John Singer Sargent. Held in the custody of IWM London). (cover made using Canva). Abstract: Set in an alternate timeline of the Grishaverse where the country of Ravka very closely resembles the Western Front of the Great War, this is a fic that sets out to explore an idea: What if First Army developed their own order of Saints, and how this affects the war effort. Part reflection on Religion, War, femininity, and social propaganda movements, part war-story Straight from the early 20th century a la the writings of Will R Bird. All angst. Characters: Nikolai Lantsov, Dominik Vertov, Olga Kylov (oc), Will R Bird, Alina Starkov, and others! Pairings: Nikolai x OC. Rating: Mature CW/TWs: War, mentions of extreme violence, universe typical prejudices, heavy discussions of religion. Later chapters go into period typical sexism of the late Victorian period, and share cases similar to that of the Red Army's female soldiers of ww2. Masterlist: (updated with new chapters) 1. Over There

Rating: Mature Cw/Tws: heavy discussions of mental health, prices of religious trauma and sainthood. Lots of mentions of attempted assassinations by Vasily. Sexual assault mentions, smut in later chapters, graphic depictions of violence, but canon. merzost being used anti-canonically.

Ao3 Link: Masterlist: (Updated with new chapters).

Stars 'round his wrists.

When I am King, you will be first against the wall.

Take My hand, I'll drown you with me.

But your profile could not hide the fact you knew I was approaching your throne.

The world is lying fallow and you are apart from me.

Holy Water cannot help you now.

Still, I follow the Heartlines on your hand.

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap.

The Cost of the Crown.

I am a world's forgotten boy.

Non-Grishverse FIC. **** Profunda Venae - Deep veins. 

Chronicling a split off of English history during the weeks after Victoria’s coronation, this series explores the What-Ifs of the English Industrial revolution and the idea of vampires being representative of the ruling class. It also dives into the ideas of class revolution, Nuclear Winter, the usage of productive power to control the narrative, and more. It is also mainly a narrative of just how dangerous controlling the reins of who tells history can truly be.

Written during the hardest years of my life, this series was created to be a distraction from the mires and misery of Neurodivergency in a common-education experience.

Book 1 is set in a world much like our own with certain shifts. Book 2 is a world that starts out similar and quickly becomes quite different. Book 3 is a world that is far in the past and far in the future all at once.

Book 1: The Lineaments of Malefaction: [Finished]

Synopsis:

1838 - the house of Hanover and the United Kingdom are at last stable. Queen Victoria has taken to the throne with Lord M at her shoulder as her beloved Prime Minister. However, as always, those left in the shadows squabble and plot.

For what more of a travesty can there be than a sweet queen of 18, and a human one at that?

Wrongs must always be righted, regardless of who is in the way. Sometimes those means are more dastardly than anyone could imagine. As someone once said, family is not stronger than the blood that is spilt on the battlefield of power.

Chapter List, with dates of publication:

1. Pills and plans (2022-03-11)

2. Blood in the water (2022-03-12)

3. A murder of politicians (2022-03-13)

4. Ballrooms and bites (2022-03-13)

5. The Revenants of Pemberley (2022-03-17)

6. Lifting the veil (2022-03-17)

7. Burning down the castle (2022-03-28)

8. Shadows, the stars, and you. (2022-03-28)

9. Oh Noel (2022-04-02)

10. For the Queen (2022-04-02)

11. If we burn, you burn with us (2022-04-07)

12. recovery and revolution (2022-04-07)

13. Paint it black (2022-04-07)

14. A wedding and a honeymoon. (2022-04-07)

15. All that ends well (2022-04-07)

Book 2: The Evils of Darkness: [Finished]

Synopsis:

1848 - the house of Kingsbridge and England have enjoyed 8 years of relative peace and quiet. Victoria and Lord M are at last united in matrimony and state, and those who opposed their rule are defeated or interred. Yet, plans always abound to take down those some see as unpopular.

For vampires aren’t fit to rule humans. Even in a place like Great Britain, wrongs must be righted, and balance must be restored.

No matter the personal cost.

Chapter List:

1. A bad beginning (2022-04-18)

2. Hold tight London (2022-04-21)

3. The Threads of eternity. (2022-04-21)

4. The War Game (2022-05-06)

5. When the wind blows (2022-05-06)

6. The Day After (2022-05-18)

7. Protect and survive (2022-05-30)

8. Operation square leg (2022-06-06)

9. Do no harm (2022-06-25)

10. Nuclear winter (2022-07-22)

11. Babylon (2022-08-17) Book 3: Dum Pugnatur, Bellum Amittitur [ongoing]

Synopsis:

1865 - the thrones of Queen Victoria and King William are lost to the wastelands. The House of Kingsbridge is no more, and in its place, factions plot and squabble to rule the destroyed land once called England.

But that is easier said then done, for England herself is a place of ruin and starvation. For the nuclear winter that ripped the royal family apart has rolled its citizens back to the Middle Ages. But for those who have survived the hell of 1858, there is a new threat on the horizon that may blot out even 1848 - America has been at war with itself for going on 4 years, and there is whispers abounding that the Royal Family may be amongst the evacuees who fled on the steamship, the Kerberos.

All of these whispers and plans within plans make for a perfect firestorm to be set upon England's starving lower classes, for as someone once said: fealty is not stronger than the blood that is spilled on the battlefield of power.

Chapter list:

1. Now Is The Winter Of Our Discontent (2023-02-02)

2. Ravens feathers and Mozart (2023-08-11)

3. Paternoster Row (2023-09-25)

4. The Evil Genius of the Republican Party. (2023-10-09)

5. A Plea To Fate (2023-11-15)

6. Marian (2024-03-07)

Fear and Delight, or how I learned to stop worrying and wear gloves to hide my trauma.

Synopsis:

* Set During Season 2 of the Gilded Age - does not follow central plot by the beats*. Title taken from Dr Strangelove. ***** The Russell's Newport mansion could be called many things. The New York Times called it “Grandiose - a paragon of modern architecture.” The Post deemed it: “The newly-built mansion is a sign of the shifting tides of New Money upon our cities elite,”. More attention was paid to the ongoing Opera War waged by Bertha Russell and her arch nemesis, Caroline Astor. Astor had the boxes at the Academy of Music and dealt them out like generals awarding medals to soldiers who’d survived a conflict: rarely given and precious to only a few. Bertha Russell had set up the enemy camp with her Metropolitan Opera house (still undergoing building and desperately needing funds), and sought to gain some of the broken backs of the Academy’s patrons. The more soldiers - patrons - Mrs Russell could win over in advance of the Met’s opening, the better. ***** Robber Barons, The Crows, a Princess who is in America to settle an old Score, all for one very mediocre production of Faust.

Chapter list:

1. Washington Square (2024-01-12)

2. Old Money (2024-01-21)

Blood of the Immortals:

Synopsis:

Atlantic City, 1921. Prohibition has come in with a bang, and the bootleggers long to profit off of people’s desire for spirits. But some of their intentions and creations come with nasty consequences. Sometimes, liquor really can kill. And for Nucky Thompson, that’s a gamble he’s willing to take. Even if federal agents are snapping at his heels, and people are dying in the streets, Atlantic City, is after all, the world’s playground.

Chapter list:

1. Blood stained sheets (2021-07-14)

2. The ivory tower (2021-07-14)

3. The tin soldier (2021-07-24)

4. A Wolf, a man, and a plan (2021-08-10)

5. Every little thing she does is madness. (2021-09-14)

6. Leave before the sun comes up (2021-09-27)

7. Burning for you (2021-10-05)

8. Death Race (2021-10-14)

9. The darkest hour is before the dawn (2021-10-18)

10. Don’t turn your back (2021-10-18)

#harriet rambles #grishaverse #Nikolai Lantsov #grishaverse au #the grishaverse #King of scars #Rule of Wolves #The Darkling #alina starkov #Spotify #nikolina #fic: I will follow you into the Dark #Fic: the lineaments of malefaction #Fic: the Evils of Darkness #Lotr #Threads 1984 #Victoria itv #Lord Melbourne #Queen Victoria #Vicbourne #the Gilded age #Six of Crows #kaz brekker #kaz x inej #kazzle dazzle #the crows #soc #boardwalk empire #fanfic masterlist

[samantha-rae-velcher]

Mafia Pt. 1

Charlie Luciano x Fem reader

Requested by: none

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of killing, Charlie being Charlie, sexual tension!

A/n: 18+ If you don't like the warnings please don't read!

___

Y/n plowed into New York, nearly flipping her Rolls Royce. Charlie and Meyer clinging to their doors, yelling at her to slow down, all Y/n did in return was laugh and speed up.

She flew around a corner and slammed on the breaks, sliding right up to the sidewalk in front of their building.

"Next time." Meyer said. "I drive."

Y/n smirked and hopped out of the car, she straightened her jacket and tie. They walked in and up the stairs, she has been in Arnold Rothstein's house before but every time she sets foot in his home, it astonishes her just how much money he has.

"You could have all this." Charlie whispered. "If you get into the heroin business with us, you'll be rich."

Y/n smiled, and patted him on the shoulder. "I'm quite happy with selling liquor, and I don't need you and Meyer as partners....I got Torrio as a business partner, and the truth of the matter is....I don't trust you Charlie."

Y/n fallowed Meyer into Arnold's pool room, as she entered she noticed him talking to four men, Mickey Doyle and the D'Alessio brothers.

Y/n smiled at Mickey, they've done business together on occasion and she bailed his ass out of jail more than once. Rothstein looked over at Y/n, she straightened and waited for Lucky to introduce her.

"AR, this is Y/n Maranzano. She's a friend-"

"Acquaintance." Y/n interrupted.

"We've known each other for a while. She's in the liquor business with Johnny Torrio." Y/n felt him press his hand to the middle of her back, a chill ran down her spine and she leaned in to it. Lucky looked down at her, the smirk that spread over his face made her wanna fold.

Rothstein made his way over and held out his hand, Y/n took it and gave it a good shake.

"It's a pleasure." She said. "Luciano has told me a lot about you."

"All good things I hope." Arnold said, walking back to the pool table and getting ready to knock a ball into the pocket.

Y/n's heart started to race when she felt Lucky's thumb gently caress her back, she could sense his gaze burning into her.

"Mostly." Y/n said. "But you know Charlie."

"That I do." Arnold smiled and took a sip of tea.

"I didn't know you two met before." Mickey said, pointing at Y/n and Lucky. "How long have you know each other?"

"Six or seven years." Charlie replied, Y/n felt his hand slip away. She wanted to feel his touch, but she needed to be professional about this and not act like Gillian Darmody.

"We've already made a proposition to Y/n about the heroin. But unfortunately she-"

"I said no, I don't sell drugs. I'm a bootlegger."

Arnold nodded, he set down his pool que and walked closer to her.

"I know you're also very skilled in assassination."

Y/n looked shocked, how did this man know about her side job as an assassin.

"I beg your pardon?" She asked.

"One hundred thousand in cash, if you kill Nucky Thompson."

Y/n searched his expression for some kinda hint that he was making a joke, but he was stern faced.

"Nucky Thompson?" She asked. "Why don't you have them do it?"

Y/n pointed at the D'Alessio brothers.

"Oh you'll be working together." AR said.

"Sorry, I work alone. Now unless you have a few hundred crates of booze to be smuggled over to a different state and sold....I'm out."

"Not even for a hundred thousand?" AR asked.

"Not even for a million."

___

Y/n stepped outside with Charlie and Meyer, the men lit their cigarettes and looked over at her.

"It wasn't because you would be working with the D'Alessio's, was it?" Lucky asked.

Y/n shook her head, she looked at the ground and kicked some slush.

"I'm not killing Nucky. AR is gonna need someone with political standing to quash the indictment. He's gonna need Nucky, he'll see it when the FED's are at his throat."

Meyer rocked back and forth on his feet, he looked over at the Rolls Royce.

"I'm driving." He said.

"Am I that bad?"

"You nearly fuckin killed us!" Lucky Exclaimed.

"You said we needed to get here fast, so I got us here fast. Did I not?"

Meyer nodded. "Yeah you did, but I also wanted to get here in one piece."

"And are you scattered across the state? Didn't think so."

Y/n jingled the keys and hopped in the car, the guys fallowed and held on tight for yet another joyess ride.

THE END ❤️

Thank you for reading

If you want a part 2 please don't hesitate to ask!

Reblogs are welcome 🤗

#fyp #foryou #fanfic #foryoupage #x reader #charlie luciano x fem reader #charlie luciano x reader #charlie luciano #boardwalk empire #boardwalk empire x reader #Charlie Luciano boardwalk Empire

[arothsteinsdoo-dahband]

I do apologise about rambling about my fic abit too much.

Also, I'm genuinely starting to believe I'm overhyping it.

The Boardwalk fandom will either want me to never publish again or implore me too.

I'm open to either!

#nervousness check! #benjo ramblings #boardwalk empire #fanfic

[portiaadams]

READ THIS FIC

Hi,

Please stop what you are doing and go read this tremendous Meyer and Charlie smut.

#meyer lansky #charlie luciano #boardwalk empire #fanfiction #fanfic #read this #friends since childhood

[manhattan-mari]

in the peaky blinders verse, richard harrow meets a young girl

#fanfic #boardwalk empire #jack huston #peaky blinders #oc

[runn0ft]

boardwalk empire fanfic recs pls

Oh man, there are seriously so many talented writers in this fandom considering how small it is. I go back and read these over and over again. Most are soulmates (Charlie/Meyer) centric, but I can recommend a few that aren’t.

First, I’m going to take a minute to peddle my own wares because I write fic, too.

Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow by @portiaadams is far and away my favorite fic in the fandom (and I’m not just saying that because I consult on it). Her OC, Clara Thompson (Nucky’s daughter) is nuanced, dynamic and flawed and the historical details are so well researched sometimes I forget it’s not actually canon. The main pairing is Richard Harrow/OC but there are a lot of fantastic Charlie/Meyer moments in the sequel, Hand in Hand to Hell.

@fancykraken writes really emotionally charged (devastating) Charlie/Meyer one shots. My favorites are The Right Time for Kissing and Sweet Mistake.

Then there are the OGs, the ones us newcomers owe so much to. They set the bar so high, it’s honestly a really intimidating standard to meet.

I want to kill me a giant man Gen one shot that explores the dynamic between Meyer and Jimmy.

you’ll rise up easy on that day Another great gen fic that features an insight into what Jimmy’s working relationship with the New York boys might have looked like.

And Only Us by @goatsandgangsters. Do you want season five angst with a dash of caretaking and two rotten people saying I love you without actually saying I love you? Read this.

our fears had no teeth Old men cuddling in Cuba. A sequel to hope from every small disaster, based on the actual account of when Charlie first arrived in Cuba after his prison sentence.

beg dead trees for money next by @meyerlansky. Oh the pining. Oh the emotions around Charlie’s release from Hampton Farms. Oh my heart.

when Rome’s in ruins This was the version of The Ride we deserved between seasons 4 and 5. This is canon as far as I’m concerned.

for those who are about to die I’m a sucker for an afterlife au.

the Dawning of the World might be my favorite Charlie/Meyer fic ever. The dialogue is spot on and it does such an incredible job capturing Charlie and Meyer’s relationship throughout their lives together.

Search out the rest of the Boardwalk fics by any of the authors mentioned above for yourself, too. They will blow you away, for real. I also recommend reading anything by RuBecSo and therestisdetail.

That should all be enough to get you started!

#fic recs #boardwalkfic #boardwalk empire #soulmates in crime #meyer lansky #charlie luciano #jimmy darmody #richard harrow #clara thompson

[living-dead-girl7]

hello old men lovers and slasher lovers alike. I am a new fanfic writer and this is my first writing account. At the current moment I am primarily interest in writing for the following (bold is what I am the most inspired for at the current time):

House of Wax (Mainly Bo, but will write for Vincent and Lester)

Indiana Jones

Rushmore (Max Fischer)

The Sopranos

Boardwalk Empire

Most films pertaining to organized crime/ the mafia

Most Wes Anderson Characters

Night At the Museum (Mainly from the second film because I love my man Jon Bernthal as Al Capone)

Romeo + Juliet (Tybalt)

Most slashers

You may also just ask if you are unsure!

I will not write NSFW as it makes me uncomfortable.

I will decline any requests that make me uncomfortable.

I will also not tolerate racism, sexism, homophobia, and transphobia directed towards anyone.

My pronouns are she/her and I am a queer individual. I will am most comfortable and confident in writing female readers and gender neutral readers.

Anyway, some things about me! My name is Bella, I am a MINOR, I have an array of artistic hobbies that including the following: painting, zine making, piano, filmmaking, acting, and theater. As well as I have a deep lover of roller-skating and collecting vintage jewelry, clothes, objects, and ephemera.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

I will decline any request which I believe I cannot confidently write, do not want to write, or makes me uncomfortable.

#bo sinclair x reader #bo Sinclair #house of wax #rushmore #the sopranos #Johnny sack #Jon bernthal #wes anderson #organized crime #tybalt #fanfic #x reader #indiana jones #slasher #mafia

[imaswellkid]

Expose your fictional crushes!

tagged by @frannyzooey my love 🧡

rules: post 9 of your favourite characters and let people guess your type

I feel like I can’t really play because I know what your type is, but I still laughed, until I started assembling mine…

I limited myself to movies/series characters (no books/fanfic characters), and to one P boy (what do you mean I put two? Javi P, and Din should be there too).

Francisco Catfish Morales (Triple Frontier), Richard Harrow (Boardwalk Empire), Ezra (Prospect), Kyle Reese (The Terminator 1984, please), Leia Organa (Star Wars), Ellen Ripley (Alien, all of them), Dracula (Bram Stoker's Dracula), Ethan Chandler (Penny Dreadful), Cassian Andor (Rogue One/Andor)

NP tag: @dreamymyrrh @fuckyeahdindjarin @julesonrecord @psychedelic-ink

#do I have a gun kink or something? #should i be worried? #tag game #there are so many more women who should be on this list #and they all have guns #😳 #oh dear

[saintmurd0ck]

rhi's boardwalk empire masterlist

｡˚ ੈ✩‧₊˚ ✧ don't you ever get tired? not with you, i don't. ｡˚ ੈ✩‧₊˚ ✧

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˚✧ character summary ˚✧ charlie "lucky" luciano, owen sleater

CHARLIE "LUCKY" LUCIANO

• ONE-SHOTS

moth to a flame*

OWEN SLEATER

• ONE-SHOTS

roaring 20s* (coming soon)

• EVENT RESPONSES - ONE SHOTS/DRABBLES

la douleur exquise - prompt: 'for years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and silence' / 'you bring out the good in me'

#boardwalk empire #owen sleater #lucky luciano #charlie luciano #owen sleater x reader #lucky luciano x reader #charlie cox #charlie luciano x reader #owen sleater fanfic #saintmurd0ck blog navigation #rhi writes 💻

[scurvyratt]

My kinda sorta watch list:

true detective (prob just season 1 idk)

peaky blinders (I want to watch all the incel shows)

Mindhunter (maybe. I kinda dgaf about serial killers but the dynamic between the two main characters is interesting to me)

Breaking Bad (rewatch. I haven't seen it since high school)

prison break (incel show,, also incest I've heard (from fujo fans))

Fringe (recommended by moot)

30 rock (its a comedy I think?)

boardwalk empire (incel show.. no clue what it's about. Gangsters methinks)

The bear (maybe?? I think working in the service industry is ijbol so maybe I'll relate)

six feet under (? only vaguely know what it's about but my friend said it's good)

cowboy bebop (I watched in like middle school but legit do not remember what happened)

Mad men (I am actually not very interested in this but it is an incel show...)

there's more that I prob can't think of

My "I will never watch" list:

Euphoria (i watched the first episode with my sister and hated it lmao)

sons of anarchy (ok so I actually love to watch edits of shows that I've never seen and the soa fandom on tik tok mainly consists of just moms lol. I like to scroll through the edits and read their comments lmaooo. I actually don't have a problem with the show it just seems kinda corny...)

Homeland (fuck this racist, arabphobic, and islamophobic ass show lmao. I've always wondered why it was so terrible and then I found out that it was created and produced by zionists. I was like oooohhhh okay makes sense now)

The walking dead (okay so in 2022 I was unemployed for like 2 months and read like all of twd fanfic on ao3... MIND YOU.. I have never seen this show. But I read so much fanfic that I literally know everything that happens in the show lololol. I watched 15 min of the first episode and did not enjoy it so I gave it up and I am not interested in watching)

Any sort of coming of age/romance/high school whatever show. Just not my genre

#rats thoughts

[twisting-echo]

Okay, does anyone remember my Belle x Sulley post?

Yes, I ship Merida DunBroch with Randall Boggs and I blame Boardwalk Empire.

Anyway, in my College AU, Randall is a shy nerd who developed a crush on Merida ever since she kicked the asses of the bullies harassing him.

Her new shadow's compliments, pet names, and attention at first annoyed her. But when she opened her door to find him waiting there holding a plate of homemade cupcakes that were decorated to spell "Be my gal," he had finally worn her down, and she reluctantly agreed to go on a date with him.

He took her to an ice cream parlor; he held the door open for her and pulled out her chair, to which she rolled her eyes.

As they sat and waited for their orders to come, Merida looked sharply at him and said, "When this date is over, you can stop showering me with all this unwanted attention!"

He replied in a sweet voice as he leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table, and rested his chin on his interlocked fingers. "The first act of love is always the giving of attention."

She scoffed as she leaned back. "You think attention is love, and that's why you suffer so deeply," she sneered, narrowing her eyes at him.

He stated with a chuckle, blinking innocently. "Attention is the beginning of devotion."

A smirk spread across her face as she quoted, "If you don't like something, just take away its only power: your attention." She figured she had just won the battle of words and felt very satisfied with her retort.

He took his glasses off and began cleaning them with a little cloth after pausing for a brief second. "Attention is the most basic form of love. Through it, we bless and are blessed." As he finished speaking, he pushed his glasses back on and smiled warmly at her.

She stared at him in silence, thinking that he just won the war in their battle of words.

Merida: ಠ╭╮ಠ

Randall: =￣ω￣=

After that, they dated for a few years and then married.

(I may write a fanfic about this.) 😳👉👈

(I like to call them Scottish jock and purple nerd) 😳

(Ship name: Meridall) 🏹🦎

🚫 IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THIS SHIP, PLEASE DON'T COMMENT 🚫

🚫 PLEASE DO NOT STEAL OR REPOST MY EDITS 🚫

#jock x nerd #nerd x jock #girl boss #randall boggs #brave merida #merida dunbroch #merida #brave movie #pixar brave #disney crossover #disney crossover ship #moodboard #crossover moodboard #monsters university #randy boggs #monsters university ranadll #merida brave #i ship these two so much #my otp forever #merida x randall #randall x merida #meridall #ship name: meridall #mu randall #crossover ship #crack pairing #ship edit #new edit #disney merida #collage au

[samantha-rae-velcher]

Gangsters Paradise

Al Capone x Fem reader

Requested by: @swaghumanoidnickelhero

Warnings: swearing, mentions of death, use of a fire arm, fluff.

A/n: I love Al Capone, he's a great character in Boardwalk empire. Stephen Graham did a tremendous job.

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"Al, where are you going!?" Y/n yelled.

"I'm going to see Johnny!"

"Yelling at Johnny won't bring Frank back! I know it's not O'Banion! Doing a hit on him will just start a gang war!"

Al just waved his hand at her, he trudged up the snowy side walk as Y/n quickly fallowed after him.

"Al-" She was cut off by Capone grabbing her by the front of her trench coat and pulling her close.

"I lost my brother, you don't know what that's like. He's gone, never to come back. Someone's gotta pay, Y/n."

Tears filled her eyes as she looked up at him, he loosened his grip on her lapel and went to keep walking, but she turned his face back to her.

"I don't know how that feels? I don't know? Al, I'm the only one who knows. I'm the only one who gives a shit. I had to watch my mother, my father, and both of my brothers die. Then I was shot and left for dead."

Al never knew what had happened to her family, she always talked about them but he had never met them. It was obvious that the subject had struck her hard, he couldn't help himself. Al wrapped her in a hug and gently kissed her head, they stayed like that until Dean O'Banion and his little gang of shit heads just decided to march up.

"Hey, Al. How's Johnny?" He asked.

"Mr. Torrio, is quiet well." Y/n replied in a harsh tone.

"Woah, is this your Mrs?

"Nah, Boss. This is Torrio's little firecracker, Ms. Y/n Y/L/n." One of his men cut in.

"Oh, my mistake."

Y/n gave him an unimpressed face..

"Can I help you with something?"

O'Banion started rambling on when a man behind him caught Y/n's eye. She knew this man from way back, he was her old partner when she was a federal agent. Al nor Torrio knew of her past, she kept those details out of conversations. But when she saw Nelson Casper Van Alden, behind O'Banion she was about to voice her realization when he subtly shook his head.

Y/n looked at her feet then at Al, then back at Dean.

"So now I'm on my way to Torrio's." He finished.

"We were just headed there."

"We'll walk together then."

Y/n linked her fingers with Al and rolled her eyes at O'Banion, Nelson walked with the group trying to fit in. Why was she here? Did she tell them about him? Would she? Is she gonna do him in?

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"Hey, Johnny. O'Banion is here to see you." Al said.

Torrio looked up from his desk and nodded...

"Show him in."

Y/n waited for Torrio's door to close, she grabbed Van Alden by the front of his jacket and slammed him into the wall.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE, NELLIE!?" She whisper yelled. "ARE YOU UNDER COVER OR SOME SHIT!? HAVE YOU BEEN SENT TO ARREST ME!? OR FUCK UP TORRIO'S OPERATION!?"

"No, I left New Jersey because I was gonna be thrown in jail. I killed my new partner, so I set up a new life here."

"Working for Dean O'Banion?"

"I was selling irons, then he offered me a job."

Y/n let go of him and turned around, she rubbed her temple trying to think.

"Nelson, your on the wrong side and working for the wrong people." She whispered. "Do you know what they'll do to you if they find out who the fuck you are!?"

"I could say the same to you. Does Capone and Torrio know your little secret?"

"No, and they'll never find out."

Just then their conversation was cut short by hollering coming from Torrio's office, Dean and his men came storming into the hall and out the front door. Nelson tipped his hat to her and fallowed O'Banion.

Al walked up and stood beside her, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders just stared at the still open door.

"Fuckin prick." He cursed.

"What the hell happened in there?"

"Oh nothin, just a little dispute. Who was that guy you were talking to?"

She shook her head. "No one, just one of O'Banion's men."

______________________

That night, Y/n and Al stood next to Torrio's car smoking and shootin the shit.

"You never tell me about your past, Y/n." He said. "Did something tragic happen? Did you rob a bank? Who did you work for? Where did you come from originally? Where have you been? Have you had a guy? If so what was his name? And do I have to kill him for breaking your heart?"

Y/n laughed at his string of questions.

"Okay slow down, handsome. First off no, nothing tragic except for my family's death. No I haven't robbed a bank. I've worked for Arnold Rothstein, I'm from Springfield Illinois. I've been to New York, New Jersey, Michigan, all over the US really. Canada, Italy, England, Ireland, Scotland. No I've never been in a relationship."

Al nodded and started again...

"Who was that guy?"

"What guy?"

"Don't play stupid, that tall scary fucker with the good poker face."

"Oh, him...I don't fuckin know."

"Really?"

"Yes really!"

"Then why did Johnny's cleaner tell me that you two used to work together? She didn't say doing what but she said you two know each other."

Y/n looked at him, his face was serious. No jokes, no games. He wanted the truth, and she knew that.

"Why are you lying to me?"

"You'll probably kill me."

Al tucked her hair behind her ear and shook his head.

"No, I could never hurt you."

Y/n looked down at the snow, she was ready to tell him and if she gets a bullet in the brain...at least she came clean...

"Alright....here it is..."

THE END ❤️

Part 2?

#al capone x reader #al capone #boardwalk empire x reader #fyp #fanfic #foryou #foryoupage #x reader #requested #al capone boardwalk empire #al capone x Fem reader #al capone x you #al capone x y/n

[arothsteinsdoo-dahband]

Hey, sorry for the lack of activity!

I have no motivation at the moment to post due to me being sick.

I'm praying I'm gonna sum up some motivation to write so I can finish my fic before or by April 1st.

I have plans to write and publish more fanfics for the semi-dead fandom that is Boardwalk Empire in order to keep the Ao3 fandom tag from going dead.

#boardwalk empire #fanfic #sorry for not posting #benjo ramblings

[zablife]

Hey Zab

Congrats on your 1.8k 🥳🥳🥳🎉🎉🎉🍾🍾🍾🍾

Love your fanfics (especially those DarkAu 😩😩😩)

Hope your followers will continue to grow 🥰🥰🥰

Heres a fanfic that I made a while back and I just re-edit today. I used @evita-shelby OC in this

It aint Peaky but it's from Board Walk. (You can ignore it, if it isn't part of your fandom)

Ty, darling! I'm happy you enjoy my dark fics. They're my fave 😍 I adore Boardwalk Empire (and Juli's amazing OC) and I'd love to read your fic. I didn't see a link tho? Would you mind resending?

#zablife ask box