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user9898657876655667 · 1 year

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HAUNTINGLY BEAUTIFUL - james patrick march x fem!reader

CW: mentions of killing & blood references, slight smut involved

SUMMARY: mr march has always been someone who truly cherishes the things he loves so very dearly. he may be that of a sinister being, but you are one of the few who’s able to see his potential and absolute beauty.

(this short fic is based on the song, salvatore, by; lana del rey. all rights go to her when specific lyrics are mentioned!!! i do not own any rights to her music at all!! if you haven’t listened to the song already, i advise you do before reading this small imagine. it would set the mood and make everything appear far more better!!)

You currently were in the arms of your lover, James Patrick March. The man who you’d finally confessed your love to after so many years. The same man you’d craved to be with.

All the lights in Miami begin to gleam

Ruby, blue and green, neon too

Everything looks better from above my king

Like aqua marine, ocean's blue

It had taken you some amount of time to reveal your true feelings to March. After all, he was a man of power. His spiffy suits and slicked back hair made the hotel creator’s image clean and significant. Though nothing could come between him and his one true passion; murder.

Ah ah ah ah

Cacciatore

La da da da da

Limousines

Ah ah ah ah

Ciao amore

La da da da da

Soft ice cream

That is, except for one thing.. you. The minute James saw you, he immediately knew he had to have you. He wanted you to stay trapped within the walls of the Cortez. With him, and him only.

All the lights are sparkling for you it seems

On the downtown scenes, shady blue

Beatboxing and rapping in the summer rain

Like a boss, he sang Jazz and Blues

From your soft velvety voice, to your long lashes and ruby-red lips, he adored you. The way each outfit you wore sculpted your body ever so perfectly when you decided to go and visit him, my, my. It made the notorious serial killer grovel on his knees. Which was something he thought would only occur whenever his past lover was around, but Mr March had now proven himself wrong.

Ah ah ah ah

Cacciatore

La da da da da

Limousines

Ah ah ah ah

Ciao amore

La da da da da

Soft ice cream

He suspected you may back away after hearing the amount of awful things he did in his fortress of murder, hidden away behind closed doors. But you did not care one bit. You felt devoted to him. You wanted to experience at least one serious interaction with James, whether it be him killing you, or claiming you as his.

The summer's hot

And I've been waiting for you all this time

I adore you, can't you see, you're meant for me?

Summer's hot but I've been cold without you

I was so wrong not to tell, I'm in regine, tangerine dreams

James liked the idea of keeping you forever. Even if he had to kill you himself to do so, he would. March’s desperation to have you was growing as time began to tick by. He had to bite his tongue whenever he saw you. All he wished for was you in his suite, as he lifted you in his arms into the bedroom. Ripping the exquisite clothing you had right off of your body, revealing everything you had to offer. A man’s desire. His desire.

Catch me if you can

Working on my tan

Salvatore

Dying by the hand

Of a foreign man

Happily

Calling out my name

In the summer rain

Ciao amore

Salvatore can wait

Now it's time to eat

Soft ice cream

Then came the day where you did indeed confess, and you will never forget the sadistic smile that crept onto his face.. it was haunting, yet.. beautiful..

Ah ah ah ah

Cacciatore

Ah ah ah ah

Limousines

Ah ah ah ah

Ciao amore

Ah ah ah ah

Soft ice cream

Now, you were truly his. Mr March’s bride and his beloved partner. Both of you would soon be unstoppable. Not even death could prevent the two of you from reigning over the Hotel Cortez. And NOTHING would EVER put an end to both James and yourself being together. When you allowed him to place a large diamond ring on your finger, there was no going back. You even went as far as to take your own life to be with the pure evil soul you’d fallen in love with, and were you happy about it? Most absolutely.

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korrasamibottles · 4 months

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Long tag game!! Thanks @nova-leaf @lilrobinbird for tagging me💖

How many tumblr accounts have you had before this one?

Just one! I made it in 2012 to look at Walking Dead and Supernatural gifs and eventually it just turned into a personal blog. I met two of my best friends there!! Unfortunately I'm locked out of it for now because I decided to be a responsible internet enjoyer and changed all my passwords and I uhh. I can't remember what I changed it to. And the email I used to sign up 12 years ago is long dead. So that blog might be gone forever. Life is a highway I'm gonna ride it all night long etc. etc.

How long have you been in fandom?

I had really intense Supernatural and MCU phases back in the day, and binged TLOK and ATLA in 2015 after the Korra finale (I watched Korra first and then atla, and I maintain that's the best way to do it😌) but I never really participated in the fandom, like I never talked to anyone or made anything. So I'm gonna say I've been in fandom since summer 2023 when I made this blog to post my tlok fic (couldn't post it on my old one. My face is/was all over it. You understand.) Everyone I've interacted with here is like. Shockingly nice. Idk why I expected to be beaten with hammers but umm it didn't happen so thank you all for that💖

Your favorite trope in fiction?

AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED!!!!! Also rivals coming together to fight a common enemy and then maybe coming together in a different way.....? That's good too.

Your favorite random fact?

There are vast, delicate fungal networks in the earth beneath our feet right now as we speak :) They wrap around tree roots and spread far and wide, connecting multiple trees with each other and allowing them to share water and nutrients. This is especially helpful for saplings, which often aren't able to get enough sunlight to make their own sugars. The fungal network helps ensure the survival of young trees, and in exchange it gets a share in the nutrients being passed between the trees!!!

Your favourite game or kind of game?

Saw trap.

A place you’d like to visit? (If carbon emissions, logistics and money weren’t in question)

Oh god literally anywhere. I want to get marinated in every culture and environment I think that would blow my mind in the best way. I do want to make it to Italy specifically at some point in my life because apparently I have cousins there? But then again what if they're weird and I don't actually want to meet them.....

An animal you’re irrationally afraid of?

I can't really think of any? As a kid I was terrified of big dogs, but that fear is like 99% gone now. Sometimes other people have their dogs off leash in the woods and I gotta say. I Do Not Like It when they come running up snarling barking jumping with their hair raised at me. But the vast majority of dogs are I encounter are nice, and when they aren't I just try to ignore them and keep walking lol.

What’s your favourite season?

Autumn 10000% and then winter. Then spring. Then summer. I hate being hot.

A smell that brings you nice memories?

So maybe this is weird but I really like the way horses smell? I was a farm girl growing up and always loved horses....a horse bit the top of my head once...a different horse broke my arm......still love them.

(If you’re ok talking about food. If not, delete this part) What’s your favorite food from where you were born? And what’s your favorite food from some place else?

My mom's Italian so it was all pasta all the time growing up...lasagna😭 Also chicken cacciatore but the pasta isn't the main event there. But yeah. Pasta tomato garlic basil.....I'm there babiee.

I'm also obsessed with Indian food and there's a place near me that has a vegetable korma that makes me cry.

What’s your favorite drink (if you drink alcohol, alcoholic and non-alcoholic)?

I don't drink alcohol anymore but I loooooooved rum & coke. Also hard cider.

As for regular drinks. I am 75% fruit juice by volume at all times.

Do you give your pets random table scraps?

My cat is a huge freak who turns her nose up at human food like she's literally too good for it. Sometimes I'll offer her a piece of cheese and she'll lick it, but that's it.

I don't know who has and hasn't been tagged already so if you want to do this. Do it🫵

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sunnydaleherald · 2 years

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Wednesday, June 29 – Thursday, June 30

Buffy: You guys don't have to get involved. Xander: What d'ya mean? We're a team! Aren't we a team? Willow: Yeah! You're the Slayer, and we're, like, the Slayerettes!

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decennia · 2 years

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introducing: salvatore changretta in cacciatore

"The devil has come a-knockin', Mr Shelby."

The youngest of three boys, the last survivor of the Changretta sons. Vicente and Audrey Changretta had prayed that Salvatore would never leave them, never go back to Birmingham to settle the blood debt that had begun with Angel and then proceeded to steal Luca from them.

They prayed. Begged, pleaded to their unforgiving God.

Not for him. No, their prayers were with the Shelbys. For there was a devil in their saviour, a vicious demon lurking inside. A hunter, hungry for vengeance.

"And it's time to pay your dues."

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moankasa · 2 years

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I want to spill my wattpad EM fics since u guys can’t understand my language! But it’s full with angst :(

Cacciatore

*Just imagine this is Eren and Mikasa hehe

Disclaimer: I wrote this based The Godfather, i really love the film and have the book too. Eren is like Michael and Mikasa is Appolonia, the time period is 40-60 (Golden age of Hollywood) it’s located in America ofcourse and Savoca, Italy.

Eren is a son from famous mafia Grisha Jaeger or we used to called him Don Jaeger. His wife Carla is a formerly theater actress, he fell in love since the first time they met and soon proposed her. Eren have a big brother name Zeke, the child from Grisha ex lover Dina who died bcs of her illness, luckily Carla accept him and treat Zeke like her own son. Grisha has a consigliere named Mr. Arlert that also has a son Armin who has the same age with Eren.

One day Eren caught a little girl stealing grapes from his garden but later he knew her name is Mikasa and she were Armin’s friend. Long story but finally Mikasa and Eren become a friend. They have 4 years gap, which Eren is 13 while Mikasa is 9 yo when the first time they met.

As time pass by, Mikasa fall in love with Eren and Eren also love her but he was too dumb to realize his own feelings. He also feel guilty if he try to make a move bcs when he 18/19 Mikasa is still 14/15 aka minor, so instead thinking about him and Mikasa, Eren decided to date his classmate from his school in America, a pretty rich blonde girl name Historia.

Yes, Armin and Eren went abroad to America to get education, it’s like tradition from Grisha, then Zeke, and finally Eren. While Mikasa still stay in Sicilia waiting her two bestfriend come back home each year or when the summer came. Mikasa has a brother name Levi who work as officer in New York along with Grisha.

Mikasa know Eren date other girl and it’s okay, for her, she love Eren unconditionally. If he happy she will also happy, but who knows great news come that Eren broke up with Historia makes Mikasa think she has a chance, she want to confess her feelings. And the day has come right on Mikasa 18th birthday Eren and Armin will come to Savoca ofcourse to celebrate they beloved Mikasa. But when the night came only Armin who appeared on her house, where Eren? Armin and Carla try to call him many times but Eren can’t be reach. Armin knows that Mikasa likes Eren for a long time and know her plan tonight.

Tomorrow morning Eren come home, he hugged his mom, and try to hug Armin but Armin avoid Eren and give him a deadly glare, Eren confused with his bestie reaction and asked an explanation then realized something missing, where is Mikasa? Eren go to her house looking for her and find her on the bed. Eren mad at her why she didn’t welcome him? Why she’s not at his house? Why Mikasa doesn’t look happy? But Mikasa just stay silent. Eren thought maybe Mikasa mad at him too bcs he’s late. Btw, Eren can’t help to tell this to Mikasa that he dating with Historia again, that’s why he can’t come home yesterday bcs he spent all of his time with Historia even take her to a new luxurious hotel in New York.

Mikasa feel her heart break and tears start to fall from her eyes while Eren take a step back and kick something that catch his attention, a red balloon? Fuck, he know he messed up. He forget about her birthday. Mikasa can’t hold it anymore and told him about her feeling but not in romantic way, more like she looking for justice of her feelings toward him. Eren speechless he didn’t expect this, that Mikasa likes him, she get rid from the bed and runaway, when Eren try to chased her, Mikasa is gone.It’s hard but later Mikasa move on and fell in love with someone new, Jean. Meanwhile Eren, couple months later he broke up again with Historia.

2/3 years later Eren were engaged with Louise for family business while Mikasa already arranged marriage with Jean. Eren doesn’t like Louise and spend his time more with Mikasa, now he much more clingy with her. But Mikasa wouldn’t fall for that, she already wear golden ring on her finger. When Eren know Mikasa will get married he really angry about it and forced Mikasa to leave him and go with Eren to America. But Mikasa rejected him and they have a great fight. Mikasa refused to see him and desperated Eren choose to go to America with a heavy feelings and he doesn’t has a chance to say goodbye to her. Armin also live in america bcs now he is the new Jaeger consigliere and married to Annie who also Mikasa’s friend.

In Americe Eren told Grisha that he doesn’t want to be mafia, and Grisha understand it. He broke up with Louise bcs all the things he can do it hurt her.

Meanwhile in Savoca, Jean came with his friend who also a mafia boss name Colt. When they having lunch at Mikasa’s house Colt can’t stop staring Mikasa and when he got a chance to talk with her, surprisingly they were match. He likes her flirty-sly funny attitude. He likes her and he want her but she gonna maried his own friend, well more like business partner.

We all know Colt crazy, he’s a gangster what will we expect? He told his right-hand man Porco to kill Jean and Mikasa’s family. So when she doesn’t have anyone else Colt will came as her savior.

And it’s work.

Armin who worried bcs Mikasa haven’t replied his letter told Eren. Well Eren lil bit mad at him cause “ALL THIS TIME YOU AND MIKASA EXCHANGED LETTER? (I also want to 🥲)” without any further do Eren immediately command Mike and a few of his people to go to Sicily. How shocked when Mike told Eren that Ackerman is dead and Mikasa is missing. This heartbreaking news make all of them (Armin, Annie, even Carla who love Mikasa as her own daughter) hit by a strong sadness.

What about Eren? Oh dear, he spent his time and money for cigarettes, alcohol, and gambling. Didn’t get enough of sleep bcs always getting nightmares about Mikasa. Suddenly he just doesn’t have any reason to keep living.

One year have pass, and Eren has changed into cold and his body lose lot of weight, every body worried about his health.

One day when he come to Hitch marriage (Hitch is foster child, Grisha and Carla found her on the street and decided to take care of her, but after a couple years Grisha and Carla decided to go back to Sicily while Hitch stay in America with Mike) Eren can’t believe what he saw, he see Mikasa, her hair is bit longer. And what more unbelievable is she married with Colt, one of head mafia family.

Fyi so there’s the head of five family who rule New York: Jaeger, Braun, Braus, Grice, Tybur.

And know Eren already see her with his own eyes and he will never let her go again.

SHSHSH sorry for the messy english I’m too tired and sleepy anddd THIS is my first EM fics, once i post it on ao3 but deleted it lol and decided to continue it on wattpad. Idk why i like NTR 😔🙏🏻 , and different from milfkasa, MIKASA IS LOYAL to colt (she didn’t know that Colt is the one who murder her family lol) so it’ll add angst/hurt to the fic. For Eren personality I combined his canon chr and Michael meanwhile Mikasa is mix from Audrey Hepburn and Marilyn Monroe (I don’t even know if that makes sense, wait, what I’m talking abt-)

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welcometothecrockpot · 2 years

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tag 9 people you want to get to know better!

Thank you for tagging me @wheatkings-and-prettythings ❤️❤️ I hope your chicken cacciatore turned out well!

favorite color: black!

currently reading: nothing right now but I’m open to suggestions!

last song: World Town by MIA

last series: Midnight Mass 🙏

last movie: Dune (2021)

sweet, savory, or spicy: spicy!

currently working on: like three WIPs lol, a Father Paul x OC fic and two Father Paul x reader fics 👀

Tagging! (no pressure of course) @rothko-mirror @beauty-proof @star-spangled-man @ladylannisterxo @a-magical-knight @seeyoulinklater @myhaimistrue @cats-and-cacti @girlwiththenegantattoo and anyone else!

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singledadjack · 2 years

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sneak peek of a harry fic i have coming soon:)

He finally had her in his arms, he could memorize every detail of her face, count how many eyelashes she had, every breath she took.

“Why have you run from me, mio angelo?

“I’ve done what you asked of me, Cacciatore,” she spoke with a light Italian accent, she sounded exactly like he thought she would.

“When did I ask you to run? Why?”

“I wish I knew,” she sighed. “Let’s go eat soft ice cream.”

@lcandothisallday it’s been so long💀 i took a break and then kinda forgot about it

#harry styles post #harry styles blurbs #harry styles fic

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emletish-fish · 3 years

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Fic: Good Boy - I just called to say I love you

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Dad called Mr Larusso next.

“Daniel, I texted you an address. It’s probably where Kreese is at. It’s in Bel-Air, which is serious money. So I think he’s living with his boyfriend. I’m going there now.”

“Wait, Johnny, what? You're going there now? We can't just run into this,” Mr Larusso gasped.

“I’m not running. I’m driving.”

“Listen to me. Terry Silver is dangerous .”

“Well, so am I,” Dad said shortly.

“It’s a different kind of dangerous. We need a plan, we can't just…”

“Daniel, he's got my kid,” Dad cut Mr Larusso off decisively. “I'm going with or without you.”

“Johnny…” Mr Larusso started, and Robby could hear his fear and apprehension through the phone line.

“Listen, it's cool Daniel." Dad sighed, with an understanding dawning on his face. "Don't worry, man. You don't have to come. It's really okay.” Dad was also picking up on Mr Larusso’s anxiety and trying to reassure him. “I get that you've got stuff... And you've got a family and it's Christmas Eve, and I’ve surprised you with this. You probably had things to do… So, there's like... no hard feelings.”

“Don’t go on your own, alright Johnny,” Mr Larusso said in a warning tone. He sounded worried, but scolding always came easier to him. “Just think it through. Having a plan makes much more sense.”

“Yeah. You’re right,” Dad said but he didn’t make any move to turn around.

“You wanna come over instead? We can come up with a plan together here.”

“Nah, I got some Christmas Eve stuff to do, but you know, I’ll come over after that,” Dad lied breezily.

“Okay, well, text me when you are heading over.”

“Will do.” Dad moved to hang up, but then his eyes caught Robby’s in the rear-vision mirror. He cleared his throat loudly. “Ah Daniel, just for no reason, but like...if I got hit by a bus or something while doing my Christmas Eve stuff, would you look after Handsome for me?”

“You’d trust me with your precious, precious dog?!” Mr Larusso spluttered in surprise.

“ I mean, I'd ask Bobby, but Bobby's girls are wild. Like they're great, but they're little. They're at that age where they're still learning to be gentle with animals... and they covered him in glitter and made him look like a dork dog last night, and they're obsessed with Frozen and he kept getting worried there…."

"You've got a great house and huge yard and nice kids. Sam loves him and dogs are great for making kids feel safer, so he might make her feel safer…So... just feed him nice food, cause food is love, and he needs love... and no shelter for him. I don't want him to feel abandoned again, okay?"

Robby felt his stomach drop in dread. Dad was making arrangements ...just in case. Under all his bullshit confidence and bravado, Dad knew there was a chance he wasn’t walking away from this, and he wanted to make sure Robby was looked after if he didn’t make it. Because you didn't ask someone this kind of thing if you were sure everything was going to be fine.

"Those would be like... my wishes for him...you know... if I got hit by a bus," Dad finished. Mr Larusso inhaled sharply on the other end of the phone. "I’d want him to have good food and a nice family that loves him if I couldn’t look after him anymore. Could you do that for me, Daniel?”

“Johnny, How about you forget your Christmas Eve stuff and come over, and we'll make a proper plan here.” Mr Larusso's voice cracked. Robby could hear his panic now, how urgently he wanted Dad not to do this. Robby could only imagine the insistent Italian gestures happening at the other end of the line. “ I'm making chicken cacciatore. You're going to love it.”

“Sounds great man. But I’m not hungry today.”

“Johnny, I really want you to come over, right now,” Mr Larusso pleaded.

“Relax, Daniel. It’s all cool. I can't come over right now, but I'll catch you later, okay?”

“Johnny -”

“Alright, well, Merry Christmas,” Dad cut him off and hung up.

#Cobra Kai fic #Emletish writes #fic: Good boy #Robby Keene #Johnny Lawrence #Robby and Johhny #into the house of crazy snake men they go #They are both in for a wild ride

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queen-ofsunflowers · 10 months

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Roundabout - Chapter 5 Preview

Eleonora and the Hell Climb Pillar

If the two of them began fighting each other one more time, then Lisa Lisa had promised both Eleonora and Caesar that there would be heavy punishment involved. That swiftly put a stop to any more spiteful acts between the two. At the very least, any in Lisa Lisa’s presence or when she was lingering around. There was something good about it, though. Eleonora wasn’t sure if it was just due to time passing or because of Lisa Lisa, but the animosity between herself and Caesar started to diminish.

That was a good thing that everyone on the island could agree on. Especially since it had gotten much quieter around the mansion since. Today was especially so. It was a rare occasion when Lisa Lisa gave her students the day off, but even she seemed to understand that with how rigorous her training often could be, a break to let the muscles relax and for the body to recuperate was vital. Today was one such occasion.

The peace and quiet that the morning brought served to put Eleonora’s mind at ease, allowing any frustration and stress that built over the course of the week to slowly dissipate. She stowed herself away in one of the mansion’s small but cozy, perching herself by the windowsill with a cross stitch that she had been working on in her downtime in hand.

Focusing so heavily on her needlework helped her relax, as well as forget that she wasn’t alone in the room. There was only one library in the mansion, and somehow Eleonora found herself sharing the room with Suzie Q, who had been straightening up, and Caesar, who so far was silent with a book in his hand. It was… fairly nice, if she had to admit to herself.

Eleonora sharply gasped as the needle stuck her finger, shoving the appendage in her mouth to soothe the pain. She drew in a deep breath, doing her best to calm herself after the shock of it. Damn, that smarts…

“Did you say something?” said Caesar, breaking the calm in the room.

“No. Pricked myself. I’m fine,” Eleonora reassured him. She picked up her needle and got back to work. However… After a moment, she sighed. It was difficult to continue when she could feel eyes on her. “I know that you’re staring at me, Caesar. If there’s something that you want to ask or something that you need to say, then go ahead.”

“I wasn’t going to say anything, but seeing you do something so feminine is certainly a shock.”

“I am a female. Simply because I’m capable of fighting does not mean that I’m not capable of doing things like sewing or embroidery.” Eleonora went back to work, being a bit more careful with it as she stitched. “It’s actually rather calming. Perhaps you should pick up a hobby yourself. Something productive to do with your downtime.” And she didn’t mean picking up girls.

“Ella~” said Suzie Q, not even turning back to chastise her friend.

“It’s simply a suggestion,” Eleonora told her in turn without looking up. Nothing about it was meant to be spiteful. She heard Caesar sigh.

“I wasn’t staring at you,” he said, igniting the conversation once more. “I was looking out the window.” Eleonora hummed, glancing out the window herself. It gave the perfect view of the mansion’s grounds, including the tall tower situated in the middle of it. Caesar walked over to her and the window, still staring out of it. “What is that?”

“What’s what?” Eleonora asked. He tapped the window.

“That tower. I’ve been in nearly every inch of this place by now and I still haven’t figured out what it is or why it’s there.” Eleonora hummed as Suzie Q came to join the group at the window. She blinked once before realizing what was going on.

The full chapter will be up on Ao3 on August 26th!

#jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba au #ripple in a legacy au #jojo oc #jjba oc #oc: eleonora cacciatore #caesar zeppeli #suzie q #suzie q joestar #fic: roundabout #preview

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xanthippe74 · 3 years

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Get to know me better

Thanks for the tag, @glittering-git!

Tag 9 people you want to know better/ catch up with.

last song: Song 2 by Blur (it happened to be on the radio😁)

last movie: The Princess Bride

currently watching: I don’t watch TV, but if YouTube counts, then it’s probably a tiny house or cooking or cute animal video.

currently reading: Some of the shorter Erised and Owlpost Fest fics. I’m about halfway through the first Temeraire book by Naomi Novik, but I haven’t picked it up in a while. Definitely want to finish it though, it’s fantastic. 🐉

currently craving: Chicken Cacciatore, which is what my husband is going to cook for Christmas Eve dinner very shortly. 😋

Tagging @peachpety, @laurisophi, @april-thelightfury115, @fw00shy, @pineau-noir, @onbeinganangel, @the-sinking-ship, @ladderofyears, and @fictional if they feel like sharing!

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ak47stylegirl · 4 years

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Alan: Part 3 - FabFiveFeb

Okay, I have been really enjoying this challenge @gumnut-logic Here's part three of Alan's Fic :D I hope you guys enjoy this!

Part 1 | Part 2

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Thunderbird one hovered over the crash site, giving him a perfect view of the situation and it was even worse in person. The cars had rolled down a steep ditch, leaving bits and pieces of metal and tires behind. There were a couple of fires around the crash site, which worried him.

If they didn't act fast, this place was going to go boom, taking anyone that had survived the crash with it. It was going to take his baby brother with it...

"Thunderbird two, stand by in the air but don't get too close..." he commanded as he landed thunderbird one a little bit away from the crash. "We don't want a spark from thunderbird two to accidentally set this place ablaze.."

"FAB.."

He dismounted from one and made his way down to the crash site, using his grapple gun to help him climb down into the ditch. His eyes instantly went to the car that wore the logo of Tracy industries, and he felt unusually sick to his stomach.

His baby brother was in that car or what was left of it... the car had flipped upside down and been crushed by the other vehicles. "John, I need life signs and any other info you can give me..." He commanded as he started to put out those fires around the cars, stopping them from spreading.

John gave a frustrated sigh, "I'm sorry Scott, but I can't get a good enough read, something is messing with my scans.." John said before growling something that would have made Grandma wash his mouth out with soap. "I'm sorry Scott, you'll have to do this the old fashioned way..."

He sighed, feeling John's frustration. It was their luck that the one time they really needed thunderbird five scans to work, they didn't. "FAB John.." He said as he dropped down to his knees, taking a look into one of the car's windows.

He didn't need John to tell him, to know that the person he was looking at was dead, the piece of bone sticking out from the neck said everything, he thought as he turned his face away with a frown. "I found one of the drivers... they're dead…"

He could only hope it wasn't the same for Alan, oh please Allie, be alive, he thought as he stood up and carefully made his way around the wreck, looking for any survivors.

He wanted to go straight to his baby brother but he couldn't, not just because he had to look for other survivors but because of Alan's racecar was in a position where it was hard to access, crushed by the other cars.

He looked into a different race car and saw someone, they're eyes were closed but the moving chest gave him hope. "Gordon, I'm going to need you down here, I found someone, and they're alive!"

"FAB Scott..." Gordon responded, his normal upbeat tone nearly nonexistent. "I'm on my way…"

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The first thing that went through his mind as he gained consciousness again was that he should have listened to Scott...why didn't he listen to Scott? He thought as tears gathered in his eyes. He could barely move as something was trapping him in place, plus he was hurting so badly...

He could barely see anything, and his ears were ringing so loudly, the sound of something dripping like thunder to him. His head felt so heavy and weird, not letting him think straight…

He wished for his brothers, he wished he listened to Scott, he wished he never took part in this stupid race in the first place! He should have known better! Scott would not have said no if there wasn't a good reason as to why…

He could almost imagine what they would say to him, their worried voices telling him to never scare them like that again! He could hear Scott complaining that this was the reason he was going grey and that he was 'grounded for eternity, young man!'

He wanted his brothers so badly right now...He could barely keep his eyes open, his vision nothing much than a blur of colours, red the most prominent as his blood was all over the place. He felt sick to his stomach like he ate a bit of Grandma's chicken cacciatore, the fumes from the leaking engine making him more light-headed and nauseous.

He could almost hear them quietly asking him 'why would he do such a thing? Didn't he know that he had nothing to prove to them? Why would he put his life at risk when they had warned him that it was not safe? He could hear Scott's clearly in his mind asking him why didn't he lis-

"Oh Allie, why didn't you listen to me?"

Wait, that wasn't in his head!? He thought as his eyes snapped open, his head instinctively looking towards where that voice had come from, but that only caused him to cry out in pain, his vision going black in places.

"Shh! Shhh.. don't move Alan" a voice commanded, which he instantly recognised as Scott's voice. He could make out a couple of other voices talking, but his head was hurting too much for him to focus, he could feel his hold on consciousness slipping…

"S-Sc-Scotty?" He croaked weakly, tears starting to fall from his eyes. "I..I'm s-s-so-sorry...I s-should h-" he coughed, blood beginning to run down his chin as his body screamed at him.

A hand touched his arm, "Shhhhhh...Sweetheart, we'll have this discussion once you're out of there, okay..." Scott's voice was so gentle but firm as he spoke. "now please, I need you to stay awake for me..."

He tried...he tried so hard to stay awake, but his body just would not let him. "I-I'm s-sorry.." he gasps weakly, his vision fading to black as faint voices of his brothers begged him not to close his eyes...To stay with them, please Allie!

#fabfivefeb2020 #fabfivefeb #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #original thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #Scott Tracy #alan tracy #John Tracy #Virgil Tracy #Gordon Tracy

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infernalyearning · 4 years

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Fic Masterlist!

curated upon special request because tumblr hates sending my friends notifications about me

ill be expanding this as i post more of my writing!

click for links

Drabbles and Ask Game Prompts

Hum Drabble Prompt (Terunosuke Miyamoto / Caligari Pantera)

Stars Drabble Prompt (Hellboy & August Whateley)

Speaks in a terrible Shakespearean style to woo the other (Dio Brando / Orion Experience)

“Can I cut in?” (Megatron / Nightwatch)

Teaching the other to dance (Alex Mullner / Jude Halloway)

Meeting again after a long time of not being able to see each other (Eddie Brock / Dana Osborn)

Going for a walk then finding a stray animal and deciding to adopt it (Dallas Smuth / Sunny Siklon)

Sunbathing Drabble Prompt (Alex Mullner / Jude Halloway)

Unprompted Fics

Hallowed Be Thy Name (Risotto Nero / Vitello Cacciatore)

Easy (Melone / Amaretti Pirlo)

Answer Me (Vinegar Doppio / Taralli Lucciola)

Moonlit (Ryoma / Ezra)

Late Night Telephone (Eddie Brock / Dana Osborn)

#my stuff #my writing #masterlist #all #my ships #my fics #overtagging so i can find it later #pinned post

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dontatmethanks · 5 years

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Love, I’ll serve it to you.

A levihan fic (modern AU)

A/N: Soo I had a dream about this the night before yesterday, and I couldn’t let it go so I’ll just post this here and on AO3 ��

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“We’ve special guests incoming on table five!” Nanaba yells across the bustling kitchen.

Hange looks up from the tickets she was reading and raises an eyebrow at Nanaba as she makes her way over to stand next to her in front of the grill line.

“Business men, they’re having a very important meeting with a very important socialite.” Nanaba explains while waggling her blonde brows at her.

Hange snorts.

“Of course they chose this place.”

“They choose very wisely, Wall Maria is one of the best hot spot in this town!” Nanaba says, proudly puffing out her chest. Hange laughs.

Well she wasn’t wrong, Wall Maria is indeed one of the best restaurant bars in their city. It was owned by Nanaba and her longtime partner Mike Zacharias. They first opened it when they first graduated out of culinary school together, which was where they met. Hange’s heart always jumps for them when she thinks of their story, they were so lucky to have each other. They were soulmates.

Hange knew Nanaba since high school, they were best friends ever since. As soon as the restaurant was opened they knew that they wanted Hange to work with them. Ever since then Hange has been their best server and house Manager.

“I need every single dish that lands on that table to be nothing but exceptional, am I clear?!” Mike yells from the other side of the grill line.

“YES CHEF!” All the cooks in the kitchen yell in unison, flames bustling from burners.

“I need you to work that table.” Nanaba tells Hange who immediately groans in protest.

“Pleaseee Hange! Your out best server, everybody loves you!” Nanaba pleads her with clasped hands.

“Especially the rich old men.” Hange jokes with a roll of her amber eyes.

Nanaba pouts at her and Hange of course can never say no to her best friend.

“Fine.” She sighs.

“Yes! Okay they’re looking at their menus right now so showtime’s in two minutes. Give them your warmest most dazzling smile!”

Hange rolls her eyes before giving her an exaggerated smile.

“Perfect!” Nananba laughs before making her way to check on a lobster dish one of their youngest cooks, Eren, was plating.

Hange huffs before fixing her apron and adjusting her glasses and tightening her ponytail. She slips her notepad and pen into her apron pocket before grabbing a pitcher of fresh iced water and making her way into the dining room.

She immediately notices the table from the farthest side of the room, she can pick out the expensive suits very clearly from the rest of the guests.

As she reaches the table she takes notice of each of the diners, there were four of them. One was a man with shiny blonde hair and peircing blue eyes, he had an authoritative vibe to him. The man that sat in front of him was heavyset with slicked back dark hair and a thick mustache. His dark beady looking eyes immediately raked over Hange’s form when she approached, it made her skin crawl. The man who sat next to him was thinner and had dark brown hair that was made into a side part, his face was indifferent as he glanced at the rolex on his left arm.

The last man though, caught Hange off guard. He had short ink black hair that was cut into an undercut. His fringe fell delicately over his boyish face, even though his greyish blue eyes held a bored look he looked the youngest out of all of them. His skin looked pale but soft, and his dark blue suit looked to be the most expensive of the table. Most importantly he was very, very attractive.

Hange swallowed thickly before slapping on one of her most brilliant smiles that she could muster.

“Evening gentlemen, my name his Zoe,” she spoke in a cheery manner, gesturing towards her nametag. “I’ll be your server for today so we’ll be getting to know each other pretty well.”

The man with the beady eyes chuckled obnoxiously.

“I sure hope so.”

Hange laughed nervously, she could feel the eyes of the dark blue suited man trained on her.

“Can I start you guys on anything to drink?”

“I think our palletes may be too sophisticated for this place.” Said the man with the Rolex.

Hange’s smile faltered a bit, and blue suit did not miss the way her jaw clenched.

“A Chardonnay for the table is just fine.” He said , locking eyes with Hange for a few seconds.

Hange blinked before slipping back on her fake smile.

“Of course, are any of you also ready to order?”

“I think we’ll start with the wine first.” The blonde said with a warm smile.

Hange nodded before slipping her notepad and pen back into her apron pocket.

“I’ll be right out with the wine, once again my name is Zoe. Let me know if any of you fellas need anything, okay?”

Blue suit nodded in thanks before she departed and headed back into the kitchen with a bitter taste in her mouth.

“Did they order anything yet, Hange?” Nanaba said once she walked through the swinging kitchen doors.

“Chardonnay.” Hange said bluntly.

“That bad huh?”

Hange wrinkled her nose, “I’m pretty sure one of them sneaked dissed the place.”

Nanaba laughed.

“One of them is nice to look at though.” Hange muttered before grabbing the bottle of Chardonnay that Nanaba handed to her.

“Thanks.” Hange grunted before making her way back out to the dining room.

“Award winning smile Hange!” Nanaba called out after her, Hange just shook her head before plastering said smile back onto her face.

“Here you fellas are, Chardonnay. Just what the doctor ordered!” Hange announced, presenting the bottle to the men as if it were some rare peice of art. Hange didn’t miss they way it made the man in the blue suit’s lips twitch upwards slightly. She gave herself a pat on the back for that one.

After uncorcking the bottle she poured an appropriate amount in each of the men’s glasses, then set the bottle on the middle of the table.

“I’ll leave it here for y’all to enjoy.” She said before straightening up and pulling out her own and notepad. “Let me know when you’re ready.”

The beady eyed man ordered a thick cut wagyu style steak, while the brown haired man ordered a lobster pasta. The blonde haired man ordered a lemon grass sea bass and the man in the blue suit ordered a chicken cacciatore with an order of black tea.

“Anything else for you fellas?” Hange asked brightly after expertly reciting their orders to them, she didn’t even need to writes it down.

“Perhaps a side of you?” Beast eyes teased.

It took everything in her power not to outwardly cringe at the man’s remarks, instead she just chuckled condescendingly at him.

“Sorry we’re all out!” She joked.

The man in the blue suit almost choked on his whine at her comeback.

Filled with sudden courage, Hange lightly slapped at his back as he coughed.

“I’m here all night folks.” She said, earning a scowl from the blue suit. “Geez tough crowd.”

The blonde man chuckled from beside him.

Hange stepped back, “your food will be out in a couple of minutes, in the meantime enjoy the wine.” She said before heading back into the kitchen and yelling out the order to the people on the grill line.

Hange sighed before grabbing a cup of water and chugging it down.

“Heard Nana gave you the special table.” Mike Said as he slid next her her, leaning against the ice machine.

Hange grunted as she crunched on a cube of ice.

“Hey at least the tip will be good.” Mike teased.

Hange threw a small price of ice at him, which he dodged while chuckling lightly. The man then sniffed the air before whirling around violently.

“That better not be cayenne pepper in my risotto, Kirstein!”

Hange giggled before drying her hands on her apron.

“Ah-uh Ms.Hange?” A voice spoke from behind her, making her twirl around.

“Oh Sasha, hi!” Hange greeted once she recognized the young girl. Sasha was one of their hosts, she worked here as part time because she was still in school like a lot of their other employees.

“One of your guests would like to speak with you.” The teen said awkwardly, fidgeting in the spot she stood in.

“Don’t tell me it’s from table five?” Nanaba popped up from behind Sasha, slightly scaring the girl in the process.

“Ah y-yeah, he’s waiting outside.” She said and Nanaba groaned before thanking and shooing Sasha away, she then turned to look at Hange questioningly.

“I didn’t do anything, they seemed satisfied.” Hange said, throwing her hands up defensively.

Nananba sighed, “pray it’s good news.” She said before going to assist Mike.

Hange presses the heel of her palm against her forehead and groaned before pushing her way out of the kitchen.

She immediately freezes when she sees that it’s the man in the blue suit waiting for hear near the restrooms. First she realizes how short he is, second she notices that he in fact did not look happy. Hange was mentally kicking herself to think of anything she could’ve done to upset them. Perhaps it was the comeback she made at the beady eyed man? No, the short man seemed to enjoy that remark. Hange sighed in defeat before approaching him catiously.

The man lifts his head up at her when she approaches and before he can say anything Hange goes into apology mode.

“I am so sorry if I did or said anything to offend any of you, I can see to it that part of your check can be compensated.”

The man looks taken aback before frowning at her. Ah, she’s done it now.

“That’s not- look I can to apologize for all the unsavory remarks that my client has made towards you, it deeply embarrasses me,” He looks straight into her eyes. “Zoe.”

Hange almost melts right there onto the dining room floor, but she stays strong.

“Eh, O-oh that? It’s nothing I can’t handle really, it happens quite often.” She dismisses.

Levi’s frown depens.

“It shouldn’t be something that you have to endure.”

She chuckles.

“Thanks for the concern but I can handle myself uh..,”

“Levi.” He introduces himself.

“Ah, nice to finally put a name to that handsome face of yours. You already know my name, my friends like to call me Hange though. It’s my surname, hehe.”

One of Levi’s thin eyebrows quirk up at her sudden comfortableness with him.

“Did you tell them that you were coming to apologize?” She asks him cocking her head to the side.

“No, I told I went to powder my nose four-eyes.”

Hange’s face broke into an amused grin.

“Oh that’s new, if I didn’t know any better I would say you’re flirting with me.” She teased.

“So we’re on the same page then.” He scoffed.

“Glad to see that chivalry isn’t dead.” Hange laughed.

Levi crossed his arms over his chest.

“Are you actually interested or are you just looking for another source of income?”

Hange snorted loudly to keep from laughing too loudly, fear of disturbing the other guests.

“Oh, that was good.”

He grins, “I’m better.”

His voice becomes husky and Hange’s jaw almost drops at his boldness.

“I’ll just leave my number of the table then. It’ll be there if you want it, no pressure.” He says giving her a coy look before heading back to his table.

She just stands there for a minute, trying to figure out what just happened before going back into the kitchen.

“So he finds you attractive and wants to give you his number, so what?” Nanaba says, chewing on a peice of garlic bread.

After her encounter with Levi Hange had went to check on their food, it was ready so she brought it out to the table with the help of Armin, another young server.

Levi kept his eyes on her the whole time as she placed his meal in front of him, that sneaky bastard.

He smirked when he noticed the way the tips of her ears and cheeks tinged pink underneath his unwavering gaze as she poured iced water into their extra glasses.

So he wanted to play this kind of game? Oh, Hange will play along too.

Mustering up every once of courage she had inside, she locked eyes with him.

“Any dessert for later?” She teased with sultry eyes.

Levi held her stare with his own and smirked before licking his lips.

“I think we’ll eat our meals first, thank you.” The blonde man next to Levi piped up, lips twisted into a knowing grin.

The two men that sat in front of Levi and the blonde shared a confused glance.

“Ah o-of course, enjoy your meal gentlemen.” Hange stuttered before grabbing her serving tray and scurrying her way back into kitchen, of course she felt Levi watch her leave.

“I don’t know,” Hange said to Nananba, who broke a peice of her bread and gave it to her. “I just- don’t you think maybe he’s a bit out of my league?”

Nananba laughed out loud, almost choking on her bread.

“Hange, if anything, he’s out of your league. You’re really smart, funny, hard working and you’re beautiful in your weird Hange way.”

Hange snorted, popping her peice of bread into her mouth.

“Wow thanks, I truly feel beautiful.” She said sarcastically.

Nanaba lightly slapped her on the shoulder.

“You know what I mean!”

The both giggles together and for a second it reminded Hange of their days in high school, Hange smiles fondly at the memories.

“I don’t know... maybe I’ll indulge him.” Hange admitted softly, chuckling at Nanaba who wiggles her eyebrows at her suggestively.

After frequently checking on their table, the men finally finished their meal and decided to skip dessert.

“Thank you for dining with us gentlemen, we sure hope you’ll frequent with us in the future.” Hange bid them a farewell as they thanked her and each got up a walked out to the valet.

Levi trailed behind idly, waiting for his campanions to walk out through the glass double doors before approaching her.

“My number is in the checkbook,” he told her, light eyes scanning her face carefully before running his fingers through his fringe.

Hange notice how soft and shiny his hair looked, she had the urge to sink her own fingers into it. That though made her blush slightly and tighten her grip on the tray in hands.

“By the way, your face looks constipated when you flirt, four-eyes.” He said with a tiny smirk before turning to leave.

Hange’s face flamed as she quickly turned to grab the checkbook off of the table.

She opened it and almost choked on her own spit.

Yes his number was there, written on a small square napkin, but that wasn’t what shocked her.

There sitting innocently behind the napkin were five crisp twenty dollar bills.

Hange was puzzled, their bill was already paid for by credit card, just shy of sixty dollars. This must be her tip, Hange gaped.

Hell no, there’s no way. No one in their right mind would tip her this much, no matter how good she was.

Scooping the bills into her hand, she made a beeline out the door.

“Hey!” She called out to Levi, who was about to enter a shiny black Benz.

He paused before speaking inside the car to the driver and stepping back to close the door. He turned to her as she approached him with the money.

“Did I forget something?” He teased with a questioning raise of an eyebrow.

“Yea this.” Hange huffed, shoving the bills towards his unsuspecting face.

His smirk fell into a bored expression when he saw the money.

“That’s yours.” He said bluntly.

“This is way too much, way passed fifty percent!” She yelled.

“And you’re complaining?” Levi asked, frowning at her loud volume.

“Because it’s too much!” She whined.

Levi sighed.

“Look, the service was great, keep it.” He said, attempting to placate her.

Of course it didn’t.

Hange shook her head stubbornly. “If you enjoyed it, you tip me the appropriate amount.” She argued as she took one of the bills in her free hand before shoving the rest into one of his.

He made a ‘tch’ sound before grabbing her hand and shoving the money back in it.

“Stop being so stubborn, shitty glasses.”

Hange made an annoyed sound in the back of her throat before gripping his larger hand and shoving the money back into it.

“If im being stubborn then you’re being childish, calling me names you short ass grump!”

People were starting to stare at the pair as they went back and fourth, it was making Levi a bit uncomfortable.

“You’re making a scene four-eyes, just take the fucking money.” He hisses at her

“I’m not a charity case you asshole!” She hisses back.

Finally, Levi has had enough. He huffed before finally taking the money from her and letting go of her hand.

“Fine. Here take this,” He said as he gave her one of the bills and pocketed the rest, lofting a hand up before she could protest. “ you can make it up by going on a date with me.” He finished in a flat tone.

Hange gaped at him.

“E-Eh?”

“Tomorrow night, be ready by eight sharp. Text me your address, I’ll pick you up.”

Hange blinked a few times before answering.

“I-I work tomorrow.” Goddamnit stop stuttering so hard.

“I’m sure your boss will let you have the day off.” He spoke cooly.

Nanaba did Mike would most definitely want her to go, but she didn’t want him to know that.

“I can work something out.” Hange said with feigned disinterest.

“Good.” Levi said before reaching a hand out to her.

Hange stared at it in confusion.

“Your glasses,” he said. “Their filfthy.”

“Oh.” Hange muttered dumbly before removing her wire rimmed glasses and handing it to him.

He carefully took the from her and pulled out a handkerchief, wiping the lenses precariously. Hange just stood their squintly slightly at his blurry image.

When Levi finished he pocketed the hankerchief before leaning up to glide the frames back onto her nose.

Hange’s breath caught in her throat as she locked eyes with the shorter man, highly aware how close his face was to hers. She blushed as he tucked some of her stray hair behind her hair. They’re both frozen in place, getting lost in each other’s soft gaze.

Then hange thinks of something really funny and snorts.

“What the hell are you laughing at?” Levi glares at her.

“It looks like you could use some magnesium citrate.” She giggles.

“Hah?” Levi mutters, and looks at as if she’s grown a second head or something.

“Because you also look constipated when you try to flirt.” She finished before bursting out in full laughter.

Levi rolls his eyes before pulling away from her and heading back to his car.

“Just be ready by eight, four-eyes.” He calls out to her over his shoulder.

“Aye, captain.” Hange responds before he disappears into the vehicle and drives away.

Hange smiles dreamily like a school girl before looking down at her hand.

Her face falls when she realizes that the there’s another twenty behind the one he gave her.

“Goddamnit shorty!”

#levi ackerman #levihan #aot #attack on titan #hange zoe #levi x hanji #hanji zoe #levi x hange #shingeki no kyojin #snk #mikenana #mike zacharias #nanaba #sasha braus #eren yeager #jean kirschstein #armin arlert #levihan fanfiction

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decennia · 2 years

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In honor of me starting peaky blinders tell me everything about your ocs (especially the new addition 👀)

ABOUT: SALVATORE CHANGRETTA

He's known as Sal to his friends, Vato to his family, and Cacciatore on the streets. It's Italian for "hunter."

He speaks with an American-Italian accent; much less exaggerated than his older brother's.

A bad man, bound by strict code and decent enough values for him to call himself a gentleman and be able to make you believe it. His Ma raised him right.

Is the kind to kiss the back of a girl's hand at every reacquaintance.

He is the youngest of the Changretta sons, but no less vicious.

As per his mother's only condition for Sal entering the family business, he was made to keep to the cleaner side of the business. He primarily deals in information; anything worth knowing, he knows it.

His father, Vicente, recognised a violent delight in him at a very young age, when Luca had attempted to bring Sal into the family business and groom him for second-in-command.

To keep that side of him at bay, Audrey and Vicente never allowed Sal to indulge in the bloodshed.

All except one time: the vendetta. Revenge for killing Angel Changretta.

Sal had been with Luca during the initial venture to Birmingham. He was never much of a team player anyways, so he travelled alone, separate from the pack of trusted men Luca surrounded himself with.

He was the one to return Luca's body to the family.

Saved only by Polly's intervention, Tommy was forbidden from killing Sal. It ends with Luca and John, she'd said.

Tommy was furious, but he listened. Cut all heads off the snakes, they can no longer bite you. Whoever else's life he claims, their blood is on you, Pol.

This is also reciprocated by Audrey Changretta, whose word is the most absolute law to Salvatore. She repays Polly in kind by forbidding Salvatore to kill Tommy the second time he returns to Birmingham.

It is there he meets Gina Gray, and promptly becomes smitten with her. It is only by the debt he owes to Polly that stays his hand; a debt and a gratitude that encompasses Michael, too.

He remains in Birmingham. It grew on him. Like a fungus.

Tommy eventually recruits Sal as an honorary Blinder when he needs the manpower.

Michael, is, of course, livid. Sal has been moving in on his wife, has now gotten into Tommy's good graces. Something which Michael has repeatedly tried and failed at.

He is vaguely based off of Lana Del Rey's song of the same name, particularly the lyric: dying by the hand, of a foreign man, happily.

More included under the cut.

ABOUT: JOSEPHINE FENTON

She was the daughter of the original owner of The Garrison, Harry Fenton.

There had always been tension between her and Tommy, especially after Tommy all but threatened Harry into handing ownership of the pub to the Peaky Blinders.

She was their waitress, but whatever she served Tommy, he didn't drink. He was sure she'd try to poison him. He knew, without a doubt, she'd never actually do it, but it always paid to be a little cautious, especially with a creature as unpredictable as she.

Tommy was a calculated man, and she was simply beyond his grasp of understanding.

It was no secret she hated him. In spite of that, he liked her fire. Found it amusing. He granted her his protection, much to her chagrin upon her discovery of it. Entirely off limits to all the menaces of Birmingham.

She vanished following her 18th birthday, and the whole of Birmingham was in a stir, thinking Tommy had something to do with it.

There were many drags of The Cut searching for her body. But after a few years, they stopped.

And then a few years more, after he'd buried Grace and took Lizzie in matrimony, after Charles and Ruby were approaching the age where a proper education was no longer a thought for the future, she returned.

She'd been in France, studying. Far away from Birmingham's slimy grip. She'd made her own name for herself. Came back to care for an ailing father, who had been struck with illness and left without a penny to his name after his only source of income, The Garrison, had been stolen from him.

She needed the money, and Tommy needed his guilt assuaged. He knew Harry was too proud a man to kneel to Tommy willingly. But Josie was a desperate enough woman to do it.

He didn't fully trust her at first. But after his children were put under threat and she, granted an opportunity for survival, refused in order to stand between them and the bullet, he trusted her with his entire being.

She saw a side to him reserved only for those of blood.

A softer side, a loving father.

And she softened for him, too.

ABOUT: DAIYU CHANG

Sister to Brilliant Chang, she's the brains behind the drug operation.

She's ruthless. Got that Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss on lock.

I haven't thought much about her story in a while, but I've toyed with the idea of her maybe being Tommy's biggest threat when it comes to Josie.

"When you put Miss Fenton on her back tonight, be careful of the target on it."

She's perhaps my most underdeveloped, which is in itself, a fucking crime, because Dianne Doan deserves better.

She'd likely be able to dismantle the entire Blinder organisation within a fortnight if she put her mind to it.

#fyeahpeakyblindersocs #oc: salvatore changretta #fic: cacciatore #oc: josephine fenton #fic: hurricane #oc: daiyu chang #fic: reckoning #tommy shelby #thomas shelby #polly gray #luca changretta #michael gray #gina gray #this went hard bby #i just went for a stream of consciousness type thing #it helped to clear my mind of the day so thank you xx #if i think of any more i'll let you know #but also like watch out for the fuckton of spoilers up in here cause i know you just started rip

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Philes’ Xmas Advent Calendar Prompt Day 6: family outing. Tagging @today-in-fic, @txf-prompt-box, and @only-txf-fanart

pre-Arcadia. Rob and Laura go grocery shopping.

Grocery Run

“Whaddaya say we have our first family outing as a married couple, Laura? We might as well do our grocery shopping now before heading into Arcadia Falls since the moving truck won’t arrive for the next hour.” Scully resists the urge to roll her eyes. She glances over at his profile looking like an Eddie Bauer model in the driver’s seat. How the hell is he able to pull off a pink polo complete with a sweater draped over his shoulders?

“Mulder, we’re in a minivan. I don’t see why we need to start using our undercover names.” She sighs as Mulder pulls into a Stater Bros. shopping center parking lot, the third cookie-cutter strip mall every 3 miles on Hwy 56 situated next to a WalMart and a Home Depot.

“We gotta keep up appearances, Laura. Might as well get used to the name.” Mulder shoots her a cheeky grin. He parks the minivan a few yards away from the grocery store, quickly unfastens his seat belt, and bolts out of the van to retrieve a shopping cart abandoned a couple parking spots away.

They enter the store with Scully leading way. She automatically starts walking around the perimeter of the store, filling the cart with fresh fruit and vegetables, deli items, dairy products, and juice. She can sense Mulder observing her as she mentally checks off the list of what she deemed are essentials in a well-stocked fridge.

“Mul—“ she starts but Mulder gives her a pointed look. “Rob, what meals would you like to eat for the week?” She asks loud enough for passersby to hear. She moves closer to him and murmurs, “I highly doubt these people at Arcadia Falls eat frozen dinners.”

“I eat whatever you cook, honey bunch,” He answers loud enough for people nearby to hear. She gives him a pointed look this time.

“You can’t be serious,” she mutters as she fake smiles to a suburban wife with two toddlers perched in their shopping cart, “I expect us to each pull our weight, including meals. If I have it my way, I’ll be making salads the entire week.”

“That’s not the way to live, Laura. Okay, I can make a mean meat sauce and spaghetti, steak, and pan-fried pork chops.” Scully nods.

“I know how to make chicken cacciatore.” There’s a long pause as Mulder stares at her expectedly, and then realizes she wasn’t going to continue on with her sentence.

“Wait. What? That’s all you know how to make?” Scully blushes.

“I helped prep in the kitchen growing up, but cooking was never really my interest. I thought you caught on whenever I bring leftovers from my mom after visiting her.” She can’t believe she has to explain herself. Mulder smiles in understanding.

“And I’m sure with our erratic schedules that home-cooked meals are a rarity. Alright, well you can help me prep some sides in the kitchen then. We can make lasagna with the leftover meat sauce.”

“Since when did you know how to cook?”

“I learned some of Mom’s recipes in her recipe box after the casseroles from well-wishers stopped coming with whatever was stocked in the fridge and pantry.” Scully walks alongside the shopping cart as Mulder leads them the second half of the grocery shopping. Scully briefly separates from the cart to retrieve some bread, bagels, and condiments. She can’t help but smirk when Mulder presents her a 1-pound bag of grounded Starbucks coffee and coffee filters when she finds him.

“Nectar of the Breakfast Gods,” he says as she drops the items in her hands into the cart, “Okay. Now the fun stuff. Snacks!” He wheels the cart; making a beeline to the junk food aisle.

“How come I never see these stocked in your apartment?” she asks quietly amazed at how much junk food he’s actually grabbing.

“Government’s spotting us on groceries, right?” He murmurs receiving a light punch in the arm from Scully for his remark. They head over to the frozen aisles for dessert.

“Yuck, no! I’m not having soy ice cream or frozen yogurt!” When Scully stops and looks at the soy ice cream selection. “We’re getting the real stuff.”

“Well, aren’t you two an adorable couple,” the cashier comments as they check out. Scully plasters a fake smile on her face as she pulls out cash to pay. “Did you two just move into the area? I don’t recall seeing you before.”

“We’re in the process of moving into Arcadia Falls,” Mulder answers placing an arm across Scully’s shoulders and pulling her in for a side hug.

“Arcadia Falls? Well, you two will fit right in! Have a nice day!” The cashier does a little wave with her fingers.

“Hey, hop on the cart. I’ll wheel you to the car,” Mulder days once they stepped outside of the store. He steps aside.

“What? No. That’s childish.” She shakes her head.

“Last chance! It’s not everyday you get to hop onto a fully-loaded cart!” Scully feels the vibrations from the cart under her feet as Mulder whisks her across the parking lot. He picks up speed, rattling the cart even more.

“Not bad for our first family outing?” He asks against her left ear cutting through the noise from the cart. Scully smiles. Maybe this assignment won’t be too bad.

#my fanfic #is this considered fluff?#advent calendar #day 6 #family outing #domestic #pre-Arcadia #Rob and Laura Petrie

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