#irish actors

[jomarch-wannabe]

My hero

Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader

Warnings: light angst, arachnophobia, brief allusion to smut

The silence of the evening air shattered suddenly by a high pitched shriek, echoing through the walls of Arrow House.

Tommy was in his study when he heard the sound of your terror. Blood rushed into his ears, thumping with his pulse as he jolted from his seat, running towards the source of the sound. His chest tightened as he ran up the stairs, his breath coming in quick gasps. He had so many enemies. He feared this day would come, that something would happen to you. He choked on the thought, freezing as his alert eyes found you in the doorframe of the bathroom.

“What is it? What’s happened?!” He yelled, taking you in with wide eyes. His hand twitched as he habitually reached for his revolver.

“There’s a spider in the bathtub! It’s huge!!” You cried, shivering in nothing but a white towel.

He let out an exasperated breath, feeling the air return to his lungs as he pulled his hair out of his face. “Christ. A spider? You scared the life out of me, love, I thought you got killed.”

A tinge of guilt hit your stomach, seeing how distressed he was. “M’sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you.. I just- hate spiders.” You murmured, the pads of your feet tip toeing against the floor as you approached him.

He knew from the pleading look in your eye that you needed him. As much as you scared the life out of him, he needed to be your protector now. Tommy transitioned into his stoic attitude as you walked him towards the porcelain tub, holding your breath.

“Ahh! It’s crawling this way!” You shrieked, colliding into his chest and cowering behind him. Your hands held tight to his shoulders, using him as a human shield.

Tommy smirked to himself, stepping towards the tub to investigate, pulling you with him. Your eyes dared to look over his shoulder. A quarter sized spider with a round body and quickly moving legs darted around the bottom of the tub.

“Doesn’t that give you chills?” You winced, ducking your head behind him.

He let out a breathy chuckle. “Grab me a tissue will you?”

You nodded, peeling away from him and fetching a tissue off the counter. Tommy smiled slyly to himself, reaching to grab the spider with an unfazed expression on his face.

“There,” he said, tossing the tissue into the trash can. “No more spiders.”

You leaned against him, resting your chin on his shoulder. “Oh Tommy,” you cooed dramatically, “You’re my hero. How could I ever repay you?”

A smirk teased his lips as he turned and captured your waist in his hands, gently pushing you against the wall. “I have a few ideas..” he spoke lowly, lips brushing against yours.

You flushed profusely at his proposal, feeling your towel drop to the floor.

Taglist: @kmc1989 @pacifymebby @shelbydelrey @peakyswritings @call-sign-shark

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[cillian-murphy-archive]

CILLIAN MURPHY’S EYES 🩵

#cillian murphy #tommy shelby #thomas shelby #irish men #actors #irish actors #davin mcderby #neil lewis #oppenheimer #jack rippner #peaky blinders #jonathan crane #kitten braden #thomas magill #robert michael fischer

[precious-little-scoundrel]

“My boyfriend Anto” vibez || to what lengths must a girl go to just to get the chance to karaoke ‘Come on Eileen” with this man?

#silly things I make and other lives I lead #a follow up to Cal’s 😍😌 #anthony boyle #mota #masters of the air #mota cast #irish actors #barry keoghan #nate mann #callum turner

[velvetlime]

cillian murphy, the sunday times, 2004

#cillian murphy #cillian murphy interview #<3 #film #actor #irish actors #oppenheimer #cillian interview #cillian murphy icon #cillian #cillian twt

[salvador-daley]

Robbie on Sherkin Island, West Cork, with Ari and Ethan Gold. ❤️❤️

#robert sheehan #the umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves #tua #umbrella academy #song of sway lake #the song of sway lake #Nikolai sway lake #klaus umbrella academy #rob sheehan #tua cast #irish music #irish actors

[meep-meep-richie]

Cillian Murphy + Andrew Scott = perfection

#i need more of this #this is everything #just look at them #their suits match so well #next project together when? #andrew scott #cillian murphy #irish actors #actors #bafta awards #bafta 2024

[therogerclarkfanclub]

Interview with Roger on The Irish Stew Podcast!

In this clip Roger discusses who his inspiration was for Arthur Morgan and how other actors helped him define Arthur's personality.

Transcript:

JOHN LEE (Host): But let’s talk about the character. People love this character! You’re reading the comments online: Arthur Morgan, your character, where did he come from? and what animal were you personifying when you came up with how you handled Arthur Morgan?

ROGER: Yeah, when I was.. the five years I was working on Red Dead I was hoping, you know, if this sells as much as Red Dead Redemption, the original, that I would be a very happy man, and we achieved that, we achieved that, and I'm very grateful for it. But the reception that I've got here was unanticipated, I'll be the first to admit. I've had generations of families come up to me saying, you know “I-.. I don't often go for these video games, but I heard my grandson shouting, and I just peeked my head in through the door and well now, I'm level 76 online and I've beaten it more times than my son, and I just think you're fantastic” my father used to scream at me to get off the thing, you know, I often think if he could see me now he probably have a good old chuckle about it, but it really has.. it's a real privilege to be able to have such an appreciative and large audience for something that you've done, and I still pinch myself up and down both arms now, so and I'm very, very grateful.

JOHN LEE: I think they're interacting with you in a way that you don't get to interact when you're at a play or you're at the movies, and then you know, they chime in with their own fan fiction and they're…

ROGER: We're both Arthur in a way. I was the blueprint, but when they play that game they are responsible for his behavior, they are responsible for his actions, so and you're with Arthur, and typically-.. on a typical playthrough, if you're doing the whole story, it's close to 30 hours, so you really do feel like part of this, this happens to me when I play games, you know, you really do have an attachment to that character far faster and in a far different way than you would your favorite character on a TV show, because then in TV and film we are we're an audience you know, whereas in gaming, we are willful participants in the narrative, we can be rich, we affect what happens, and that empowers us as an audience and I think in many ways when it when gaming is done right, it immerses us even more, so yeah I can't believe it.

JOHN LEE: Could you slip into character for a moment and uh….

ROGER: (as Arthur): “Shoah yeah, yeah I do. I'm wishing so many people happy birthday every day, I'm talking into my phone wishing these cowpokes a happy birthday, and screaming out “Lenny!” and giving the odd cough (Roger coughs), sorry about, that it's just a little tickle in my throat. No, I'm fine really, I'm honestly fine.”

(Back to himself): It's crazy, it's absolutely crazy. When I was creating Arthur I was doing Shakespeare off-Broadway, when I was auditioning for it, and my dresser was this fellow, from… where was he from in Arizona? I forget the town now.  And he was from a small town in Arizona and he helped me with the cowboy accent, and a bit of southern did creep-in into his voice after that, but I didn't go for an animal with Arthur, I knew they-.. my first audition they asked me to wear cowboy boots, they didn't say what it was for, but they asked me to wear cowboy boots and to come in with a cowboy accent, so I did that. But my main.. I've had three main inspirations for Arthur, one of them was Rob Wiethoff, who played the lead protagonist of Red Dead Redemption, a character by the name of John Marston. And what Rob taught me was, don't try and do what he did, because that would have been a futile exercise, you gotta do your own thing because John Marston is well adored all by his lonesome. And then there's a bit of John Wayne in Arthur, I grew up preferring Clint Eastwood, but Clint Eastwood's a little too stoic for Arthur, you know, and John Wayne had a very dry wit, and a dry sense of humor that often and I think that's up into that seeped into Arthur.

And another actor who I really took a huge inspiration from was this Japanese fellow called Toshiro Mifune, who did a lot of Kurosawa movies, and you know, he was the lead in Seven Samurai, and Yojimbo, and Sanjuro, the two movies themselves which eventually got twisted into westerns, so he often-.. he played this amazing-.. he would often play this ronin samurai, or the wandering samurai, that he had he could be terrifying one second, hilarious the next, and he kind of had this very relaxed, very stoic demeanor, and I would say Toshiro Mufune was a huge influence for Arthur.

Listen to the entire interview below

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#roger clark #The Irish Stew Podcast #podcasts #irish actors #Arthur Morgan #RDR2 #Red Dead Redemption 2

[gone2soon-rip]

SIR MICHAEL GAMBON (1940-Died September 27th 2023,at 82,Pneumonia).Anglo-Irish actor forever remembered by millions of Harry Potter fans as Professor Albus Dumbledore,in the last 6 films of the Harry Potter film franchise.

Gambon started his acting career with Laurence Olivier as one of the original members of the Royal National Theatre. Over his six-decade-long career, he received three Olivier Awards, two Screen Actors Guild Awards, and four BAFTA Awards. In 1998, he was knighted by Queen Elizabeth II for services to drama.

Gambon appeared in many productions of works by William Shakespeare such as Othello, Hamlet, Macbeth and Coriolanus. Gambon was nominated for thirteen Olivier Awards, winning three times for A Chorus of Disapproval (1985), A View from the Bridge (1987), and Man of the Moment (1990). In 1997, Gambon made his Broadway debut in David Hare's Skylight, earning a Tony Award for Best Actor in a Play nomination.

Gambon made his film debut in Othello (1965). Other notable films include The Cook, the Thief, His Wife & Her Lover (1989), The Wings of the Dove (1997), The Insider (1999), Gosford Park (2001), Amazing Grace (2006), The King's Speech (2010), Quartet (2012), and Victoria & Abdul (2017). Gambon also appeared in the Wes Anderson films The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou (2004), and Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009). Gambon enhanced his stardom through his role of Albus Dumbledore in the Harry Potter film series from 2004 to 2011, replacing Richard Harris following his death in 2002.

For his work on television, he received four BAFTA Awards for The Singing Detective (1986), Wives and Daughters (1999), Longitude (2000), and Perfect Strangers (2001). He also received two Primetime Emmy Award nominations for Path to War (2002) and Emma (2009). Other notable projects include Cranford (2007) and The Casual Vacancy (2015). In 2017, he received the Irish Film & Television Academy Lifetime Achievement Award. In 2020, he was listed at No. 27 on The Irish Times' list of Ireland's greatest film actors.Michael Gambon - Wikipedia

#Sir Michael Gambon #Irish Actors #Anglo Irish Actors #British Actors #Actors #Professor Dumbledore #Albus Dumbledore #Harry Potter #Harry Potter Films #The Singing Detective #The Cook The Thief His Wife and Her Lover #Notable Deaths in September 2023 #Notable Deaths in 2023

[cladriteradio]

Here are 10 things you should know about Barry Fitzgerald, born 136 years ago today. He was one of Hollywood's favorite Irishmen.

#Barry Fitzgerald #character actors #old movies #classic film #classic movies #classic Hollywood #irish actors #Oscar winners #classic Broadway #Abbey Theatre

[cervid-ai]

Handsome Devil is my favorite movie and my comfort movie. Red, White, and Royal Blue just came out (I think?) and the mc from it is played by the mc in HD... praying this lets HD get a bigger fandom if ppl are crazy enough to look up actors still

#handsome devil #red white and royal blue #movies #nicholas galitzine #finn oshea #finn o shea #british actors #irish actors #actors

[jomarch-wannabe]

Good girl (Priest!Tommy x Fem!Reader)

Pairing: Priest Tommy Shelby x Female Reader

Synopsis: Reader confesses her sins, admitting her fantasies about men

Warnings: Smut 🔞(dubcon, implied age gap (reader is over 18), coercion, degradation, swearing, size kink, corruption, oral (m receiving), daddy kink, choking, virginity loss, p in v sex, rough sex, no plot honestly, just porn)

Author's note: Tommy being a priest is an amusing concept considering how far he is from holy, so I wanted to experiment with this idea

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You cleared your throat, shuffling on the edge of the wooden bench as the masculine voice behind the screen asked once more, “What sins have you committed?”

You took in a heavy breath, searching for the courage to speak. The silence of the booth amplified the thumping of your heart, pounding in your ears.

“I- I’m not a good girl.” Your face burned at the confession. “I only pretend to be.”

“Not a good girl, eh?” He asked curiously, urging you on.

“No.” You stated shortly with a shame in your voice, subconsciously fidgeting your fingers.

“How's that?”

You swallowed thickly, knowing his question was more of a command than an option to answer.

“I.. have impure thoughts.” You admitted, peeling the skin of your fingers as the pressure began to sink in. “Fantasies.. about men.”

“Fantasies?”

“You know, sexual fantasies. I’ve never done anything with a man. I suppose it- it keeps me sane.”

Your eyes watered as heat rose to your cheeks, no doubt a result of the embarrassment creeping up your skin.

“Describe to me your fantasies.” He urged with a low intrigued voice, scarcely hiding his thick Birmingham accent.

Your heart was pounding at the proposition, shaking your small voice, “Um, well I-I imagine an older man, much older, using me.” You took in a breath, eyes flicking in the darkness as you imagined the scenario. “Dominating me.” Your stomach sank with guilt but your body betrayed you, unconsciously squeezing your thighs together.

He hummed in acknowledgment, doing little for your nerves with such an objective response.

“I want a man to fuck me-“ a lump rose in your throat as you imagined the scene playing in your head. Your fingers pulled at the pendant around your neck, searching for air, “Hard.”

A heavy exhale left your lips as you finished, awaiting his response with a dizzying pounding in your head. Through the other side of the booth you could faintly make out a groan.

“Is that all?” You asked, searching the darkness with curious eyes, growing uncomfortable with the silence as you chewed the inside of your lip.

As your eyes shifted in the dark enclosure the curtain in front of you slid open. The metal rings scraped against the pole harshly, causing you to flinch.

A wide and muscular frame came into view, shifting on both feet. As your eyes followed up the man’s torso, a pair of turquoise eyes met yours, staring intensely through his brows.

“Would you like to make that a reality?” He asked with a voice dripping in lust, evidently turned on by the growing tent in his black trousers.

“I-“ you swallowed, shrinking into the wooden bench. “What?” Your head spun with confusion and fear as you replayed his offer.

His lips parted as he began to speak, curling slightly on the end into an amused smirk, “Want to be fucked by an older man?”

The deep baritone of his voice made your cheeks burn. He could sense your neediness. Knew what made you tick. As he inched towards you, you felt increasingly weak under his dominant gaze.

“I- I don’t know how.” You stuttered, heart pounding as your eyes blinked nervously.

“Don’t worry love, I’ll teach ya.” He whispered in a reassuring tone, extending a finger out to trace the side of your cheek.

The contact sent chills down your skin as he explored his finger down, stopping at your chin. The push of his digit tilted your head up with ease, having you completely at his mercy.

With parted lips you watched him, awaiting his next move with fear and intrigue. Heavy footsteps dragged against the floor as he closed the space between you, darkening the already dim space with his wide frame. The proximity wafted his scent towards you, cool, with a musk of cigarettes and whiskey. You enjoyed breathing him in, foreign to the smell of a man.

Your neck craned at his height, submitting to the wanting in his eyes; the desire behind his turquoise orbs.

“How about I fuck that dirty mouth of yours? Hmm?” He hummed in a low, gravely tone, chewing his lip at the thought of taking your innocence.

Your core throbbed with heat as his offer. Imagining him using you. Knowing that even if you wanted to run there was no escape now. You were his.

“Would you like that whore?” He leered, poking the inside of his cheek as he scanned your squirming thighs.

You nodded weakly in his touch, overtaken by lust and anticipation. There was something in the roughness of his voice, an assertiveness that commanded every limb in your body to obey.

“Alright,” he turned his head back, scanning the vacant cathedral. “I’ll show you how it’s done yea?”

With the coast clear he wasted no time lifting his hands from your face, eagerly working his zipper down. The tendons in his fingers twitched with his movements. His hands were large and firm, the thought of them touching you made your stomach sink.

The fabric of his trousers fell softly to the floor with his guidance, followed by his white cotton boxers.

Your eyelids fluttered as you took in a breath, studying his manhood, swollen in need inches from your face. He was thick and long, bigger than you imagined.

The sight of you beneath him made him throb. Your wide, innocent eyes boring into his. The softness of your thighs under your twitching fingers. The cross pendant clutching to your heaving chest. How he wanted his hands around your throat, to see you whimper and cry. To corrupt you. To use you. He couldn’t deny himself the pleasure of fisting his cock a few times, taking you in as he ejected small pearls of precum from his tip.

“Alright,” He groaned in anticipation, backing you into the wall as he inched forward. “Be a good girl and open your mouth for me yea?”

You hesitated for a moment, taking in short breaths as his length stood before of you, before temptation took over, parting your lips slowly, giving him access to your wet entrance.

The rough pads of his fingertips raised goosebumps on the back of your neck as his fisted a hand through your hair. The sensation made you involuntarily whimper.

His self control vanished at your noises, and without hesitation pushed himself into your mouth, the force causing you to gag. He was heavy on your tongue, making you salivate quickly as your lips adjusted around him.

“Christ.” He cursed in pleasure, throwing his head back as your fingers squeezed his muscular thighs.

Instinctively you pulled back, but he had no remorse and tugged at your strands, holding you still for him.

“Don’t fight it love,” he breathed, mouth falling open in pleasure. “You feel so fucking good.” He moaned deeply as he began a steady rhythm, evoking wet gags from your throat.

Your eyes watered as he repeatedly nudged the back of your throat, causing you to moan around his length.

“Good girl- ah- good fucking girl.” He cursed with knit brows, pumping himself in and out of your squelching mouth.

A trail of saliva pooled down your chin at the intrusion, dripping on your chest.

“Fuck I’m close.” He grunted, grabbing hold of your head to pull you closer.

Your nose involuntarily nudged against his trimmed pubic hair as he fucked your face, chasing his release. Your eyes rolled upwards to the contortion in his face, his plump pink sex lips parted and groaning, to the flush in his cheeks. The sight made your thighs clench.

He treated you like an object to be used, paying no mind to your noises as he rapidly bucked his hips, pushing your head back against the wall.

“Fucking hell..” he groaned loudly as he came undone. The thick muscles of his thighs shook under your hands as he climaxed, unloaded ropes of cum into your mouth.

Your eyes squeezed shut as the foreign substance hit your tongue.

“Shit.” He rode out his high with shallow rocking, mouthing incoherent words.

Once satisfied he pulled out, leaving you gasping for air with a string of cum between your parted lips.

The sight alone could make him come again.

With wide watchful eyes you followed his finger as it traced the corner of your mouth, gathering his ejaculation with his thumb. As you caught your breath your lips parted open, granting him the opportunity to push it inside, smearing his cum over your tongue. You moaned at the intrusion, submitting to him with wide eyes as you wrapped your lips around his thumb.

After licking it clean you opened your mouth, freeing his digit with a pop.

“Want me to fuck that cunt of yours next?” He suggested with a cocky smirk, chest rising as he scanned your squirming legs.

“Please.” You begged with a whine, squirming in search of friction.

He took your neediness as an opportunity and grasped your shoulders, easily maneuvering you to the ground. Your breath fanned the cool floor as it made contact with your skin. Impatiently, your head turned back to watch him, but his firm hand intercepted your plans, pinning you down by your upper back.

Your eyes darted in anticipation as his hands raked up your thighs, sending chills down your spine.

“Please..” A desperate moan left your lips, you were throbbing at the thought of him using you, having his weight on top of you.

His hands explored underneath your skirt, hooking a finger in your panties and eagerly shuffling them down your skin. The cool air swept over you at the bareness, exposing your glistening folds.

“Christ.” He swallowed as he thumbed your folds with thick fingers, lustfully exploring your untouched body. “So fucking wet for me love.”

Your eyes rolled back at the contact, reveling in the sensation of fingers that weren’t your own.

“Please fuck me..” you whined against the floor, grinding your hips against his hands as your patience ran out.

Your noises were enough to send him over the edge; with a shaky exhale he lined himself up, pushing into your entrance in one firm thrust.

“Oh fuck!” You squeaked with squinted eyes, digging your nails into the floor as he stretched your clenching walls.

He grunted behind you as you sucked him in, stimulating his already swollen head.

“You’re so big- ah” Your eyes squinted shut at his girth, burning at the unfamiliar pressure.

“It’ll feel good love, be patient.” He spoke against your ear as he leaned down, pressing his chest into your back. The new position made your eyes roll back, stimulating your clit against the floor with his weight. His hand slid on the back of your neck for leverage, squeezing his rough fingers around your pulsing veins. The pressure made you whimper.

He began an eager rhythm, flexing his core against the skin of your back, fanning your ear with heavy breaths. His deep, erotic moans sent shivers down your skin, knowing you were causing them.

“Fuck..” He groaned loudly, lips falling open in pleasure as he rutted in and out of you, coating himself in your arousal.

His force was intense, creating waves of intense pleasure building in your core. Every thrust was powerful and skilled, making your toes curl.

You let out a muffled moan, stifled by the pressure of his hand around your neck.

The vacant cathedral echoed with the sound of his skin slapping against yours, pulling wet squelching noises as your arousal spilled out of you, claiming you.

“Gonna come love..” he panted, sloppily bucking his hips against your ass.

“Please come.. come inside of me..” you whimpered, feeling your walls contract with pleasure as you neared your own climax.

Your desperate noise sent him over the edge. With a loud groan he released inside of you, tightening his hold of your neck as waves of pleasure washed over him.

The feeling of his warm arousal inside of you triggered your own release. Reaching your climax, your body tensed up underneath him, overwhelmed as waves of intense euphoria crashed over you, rendering you speechless, moaning incoherent words.

“Christ.” He sucked in a breath through his teeth, overstimulated by your spasming walls.

“Oh my god..” you moaned, holding onto the feeling with squeezing thighs.

As your breathing leveled he pulled out of you with a slick wet noise, holding himself up with a hand on your lower back. You subconsciously squeezed at the feeling of emptiness, pushing his seed down your folds.

“Holy shit,” he gasped at the sight, admiring you with lust blown pupils. His hold on your neck loosened, granting you air as he grasped your waist, turning you on your back to face him.

Your heart pounded in intimidation as he towered above you, core flexing with his breath. He admired you with dark eyes, glinting with a predatory satisfaction.

The space closed between you as he leaned down, brushing his lips against yours. He took in a breath as he captured your mouth in his, tasting himself on your swollen lips.

You moaned against him, lifting a hand to explore his chiseled jaw shifting against your fingers.

Your chest rose as you submitted to him, colliding your tongue against his, so close you were breathing the same air.

His mouth shifted around yours, releasing your tongue and peppering small kisses against your lips.

Once satisfied he pulled back, licking his lips before whispering, “Better tell me about your fantasies more eh?”

“Mhmm..” you nodded with wide doe eyes, pulling your bottom lip into your teeth.

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[cillian-murphy-archive]

CILLIAN MURPHY ARRIVING AT THE 2006 GQ AWARDS

#cillian murphy #gq #gq magazine #gq awards #2006 #2006 GQ Awards #cillian #2000s #awards #irish actors #actors #irish

[precious-little-scoundrel]

Pictures of Anto that make inexplicably rabid

#anthony boyle #the man that you are #‘to me it’s fuckin’ roastin’!’ #cartwheels in the White House and Antrim in the Sheets…that doesn’t even make sense just roll with it #masters of the air #harry crosby #manhunt #irish actors

[isisnicole]

Laurence O'Fuarain is currently starring in the Netflix series The Witcher Blood Origin. This man is fine with or without his beard. Im looking forward to seeing him in more upcoming projects.

#laurence o'fuarain #the witcher blood origin #fjall stoneheart #irish #irish actors #sexy #love me an irish man

[baelishwife]

Happy St Patrick’s Day to our beautiful Irish man!

#aidan gillen #st patrick’s day #irish #irish actors #ireland #love you

[seizethenightagain2]

Aidan Turner:

Loving the full beard look and tousled hair. 😍🤩😍

🤩😍🔥

#aidan turner #irish actors #poldark #being human #handsome #bearded hunk #so hot 🔥🔥🔥