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dandelionprints · 2 years

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You’ll Catch A Cold

Pairing: Tommy x Y/N

Summary: Y/N catches a cold and it’s up to Tommy to look after her

Warnings: Fluff, explicit language

Word Count: 3060

A/N: I currently have a cold so I’ve used it as ‘inspiration’ for this one shot, I hope you enjoy!

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A warm glow from outside shone through his office window as the sun was beginning to set. He’d been stuck in his office all day making various phone calls and writing letters to people he’d rather brush off to his secretary, but he couldn’t do that, he was Thomas Shelby OBE. A politician had to keep up appearances and at least pretend they gave a shit about what other people in power had to say. Yes, he’d worked hard to get to where he was today but he couldn’t deny that he’d rather have spent his day with his wife, Y/N, out in the autumn sunshine catching the last of the years warm rays from the sun, for no doubt the mornings would soon be filled with frost and the skies clouded over with sheets of white by early afternoon.

He reached into his pocket to check the time on his pocket watch. Five thirty PM.

He took a cigarette from its holder on the desk, rolling it slightly on his lips before placing it between them and lighting it. He took a pull and allowed himself to slump a little further into his chair, exhaling as he did so. Sure, five thirty was a lot earlier for him to finish work for the day than usual but he decided that he’d allow himself that luxury. He missed Y/N.

He continued to pull on his cigarette, not really enjoying the taste any more but still craving the nicotine he was getting, as he stood from where he was sitting and began walking over to the door, grabbing his coat on the way.

“Mr. Shelby, sir”, came the voice of his head maid, Frances. She’d been on her way towards his office and looked almost surprised to see him already exiting his office so early in the day.

“Yes?”

“Do you know where Mrs. Shelby is? I haven’t seen her since early afternoon. I thought she might have popped out with Ada but I saw Ada leaving on her own not too long ago”

His heart started to pick up pace a bit although he was sure Y/N would be absolutely fine, she’d probably gone for a walk around the grounds of Arrow House as she quite often did, or to the stables where he often found her when she was feeling down. ‘The horses listen, I don’t need to try with them. I can just talk and talk without the fear of judgement’, she’d say.

“No, I haven't seen her, Frances. It’s okay, I’m just on my way outside to find her. She’s probably in the stables grooming her horse”

“Yes Mr. Shelby”, she nodded, “I’ll pop the kettle on and make some tea, I can imagine she’ll need to be warmed up after being out there, the temperatures dropped something rotten”, she turned on her heel and started walking towards the kitchen.

Tommy continued to make his way towards the door leading out onto the grounds forecourt and made sure to grab his peaky cap on the way. He couldn’t deny the truth in Frances’ words as he stepped out onto the gravelled floor, there really was a bite in the air. The sun looked deceiving as it shone through the slowly yellowing leaves on the trees, you’d think you could still go without a coat if you knew no better than to trust the inconsistent British weather. He threw his now burnt out cigarette onto the floor.

The stables weren’t too far from the house and as he made his approach, he could hear his wife softly singing to herself, or to the horses in fact, a sound that he always loved. A smile crept onto his face as she came into view.

“Thought I’d find you here”, he spoke.

She jumped slightly at the sudden sound, bringing up a hand towards her chest.

“God, you fucking frightened me!”

Tommy only let out a chuckle in response and made his way over to his wife, the smile from the sound of her singing still placed on his lips.

“I love hearing you sing to yourself, it’s one of my favourite sounds in the world you know”. He placed a hand on either side of her waist and pulled her in slightly to give her a kiss as her hands gently reached up to grab his coat by the lapels.

“What time is it? It’s still light, I didn’t think you’d be finished with work until much later this evening”

“Five thirty or thereabouts. I thought I’d give myself the evening off to spend with my beautiful wife who I’d usually be happy with not wearing many layers of clothing but who in this instance I’m worried is going to catch a cold from the lack of layers”

She was wearing a light blue summer dress with no tights and a cream coloured cardigan, not nearly enough to keep the late autumn chill off. She’d fallen victim to the deceit of the sun, believing it to be a lot warmer than it looked outside that morning when she’d rolled out of bed alone and stood in front of the window that had the curtains already pulled apart slightly. She knew Tommy must have gotten up and gone over to the same spot that she was now standing in to check that no unwanted visitors were outside, he did the same thing every morning.

She couldn’t deny that she’d begun to lose the feeling in her fingertips and the tip of her nose felt numb from the bitter bite of the breeze that came in through the slats of the stable door, she could just about feel her nose dripping slightly. She quickly gave her nose a swift wipe with the handkerchief that she kept up her cardigan sleeve.

“I figured that it wouldn’t be as cold as it is and I didn’t plan on being out here for too long, I only came outside to wave goodbye to Ada then I thought I’d check on the horses, before I knew it I’d been out here for at least an hour. Y’know, you get quite used to the cold when you’re distracted. The horses are good company”.

“That they might be, love, but I need to know that my wife is looking after herself and isn’t suffering from hypothermia, now c’mon, lets get inside. Frances has made you a fresh pot of tea”, he was already removing his coat and placing it around Y/N’s shoulders.

“Tea sounds delightful Mr. Shelby, will you be joining me?”

“It would be my pleasure, love”.

He playfully smacked her bum as his signal to start moving towards the stable door and back to the house. She giggled and did as she was instructed, wrapping Tommys coat tightly around her frame.

***

Once inside the house, Tommy had insisted that Y/N go upstairs to their bedroom and get into something warmer. She’d chosen to go for a pair of his boxer shorts and one of his knitted jumpers that he only wore when it was the two of them, usually during the winter months in the evening when they were relaxing in front of the fire before bed. Sure the items of clothing she’d chosen certainly weren't the warmest but the boxers felt comfortable and the jumper was big on her, perfect to snuggle up in. She lifted it up towards her nose and tried to breathe in his scent, only to find that her nose had now lost its ability to smell and instead was now completely blocked. Shit.

‘Tommy’s not going to shut up about this, guess I’ll have to try and pretend I’m not ill’, she thought to herself.

Putting on the boxers and the jumper, she went to the chest at the end of the bed and took out her favourite blanket, the one that Tommy had bought her for her birthday knowing that she loved nothing more than to be wrapped up in a blanket in front of the fire with a cup of tea when the nights were chilly. She smiled at the memory of opening it on her birthday, the joy and excitement that came with it, as she wrapped it around herself and sat in front of the already lit fire. Frances must have been in to light it just before they got back into the house.

“One cup of tea, Mrs. Shelby”

Tommy walked into the room holding a cup of tea on a saucer in each hand, a biscuit or two placed next to the cups.

“Oh why thank you, my love. You do spoil me”, she reached out and took one of the saucers, giving Tommy a peck on the cheek as she did so.

“That’s my job, to keep you happy”, he bent down further to place a soft kiss on her lips.

Frances had insisted on bringing them the tea herself but Tommy had told her he wanted to spend the evening with his wife alone and that although he was grateful for her help, he wanted to be the one to do the basic everyday things he quite often forgot he used to do before the money was rolling in and maids were there at the drop of a hat to tend to his every need. Even if that was something as simple as bringing a cup of tea to his wife.

He took a seat opposite Y/N in front of the fire and placed his own cup and saucer down onto the table that sat between them.

“How was it with Ada? What did you talk about?”

“Oh you know, the usual. About the kids, about politics, about how you work such long hours…”

“You know I have to, Y/N, there’s business that needs to be done”

“I know, Tom. I’ve heard it all before, business first, personal life second, I should really be used to it now”, she paused, “it’s just, I wish we could have at least one day a week where you put the business second and personal life first, just one”

“So that’s why you were out with the horses? To talk to them about your thoughts?”

She nodded in response and he felt his heart drop, he hated the fact that his wife was feeling the way she was and it was all because of him.

“I’m sorry, you’re right. I shouldn’t be putting business first all the time, I know that. It’s just, I’ve worked so fucking hard to get to where I am I’m afraid that if I slow down, even for a second, that I’ll drop the ball and it’ll all be gone”

Y/N stood from her chair and closed the small gap between herself and Tommy, cupping his face with one hand and holding her blanket around her with the other. Tommy wrapped both arms around her.

“That, Mr. Shelby, won’t happen. You’re too headstrong and determined to let that happen. All I ask is for one day a week where you let yourself relax and at least spend a bit of time with me, I feel like I spend most of my days missing you”

Another pang to his chest.

“I miss you too, I really do. I’ll do everything I can to make sure I spend as much time with you as possible and I’ll start doing the one day a week thing too, someone’s got to make sure you bundle up before you go outside”, he chuckled as Y/N tried to hide her smile, giving him a playful nudge to the chest.

“Thank you, it’ll mean the world to me”, she bent back down so that her face was level with Tommy’s, giving him a kiss before standing up straight again.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“Is that my jumper?”

Y/N took the two steps back towards her chair and sat down, picking up her tea and taking a sip. She jokingly looked around the room, ignoring his gaze as his eyes bore into her chest, the cream coloured material showing through the gap between either side of the blanket that had come away from each other.

“Hmm, thought it was”, he chuckled and shook his head slightly, he couldn’t give a fuck if it was his or not, he just knew she looked good in it. Then again, he thought she looked good in anything she wore.

His eyes wandered upwards and began to study her face properly, he noticed that her eyes looked a bit glassy and that her nose was slightly red, he could see her fighting the urge to sniff.

“I knew it! I fucking told you! You’ve caught a cold”, he seemed almost smug that he’d been right about the amount of layers she’d been wearing earlier, “looks like you’ll be getting the Doctor Shelby treatment”

“I have not!”, she exclaimed, her eyes widening, so much for trying to hide that she was ill, “Anyway, what's the ‘Doctor Shelby’ treatment?”

“Well“, it appears that you are in fact ill, and will be requiring someone to look after you. Therefore, I see it as my duty to fulfil that post and tend to your every need. I shall bring you cups of tea, fetch you more blankets, bring you tissues, run baths and lay in bed with you for as long as you so wish. You may not lift a finger to do anything, your husband, or in this case, doctor, will do everything for you”.

“Well doctor, that all sounds amazing! And how long may I ask is this service valid for?”

“For tonight and tomorrow, my love. Shit, sorry, that was unprofessional. You have my services tonight and tomorrow, Mrs Shelby”

“You mean you’re taking the day off of work to look after me? What will you tell them? That your idiot wife didn’t wear enough layers outside and that you’re now stuck at home while she lays in bed sniffing and sneezing her pathetic little nose off with a cold?”

Almost as if to give an example, her nose began twitching and she let out a sneeze, managing to stop herself from making as loud of a noise as she could have. Tommy handed her his handkerchief from his waistcoat pocket.

“Yes I’ll tell them exactly that”

She rolled her eyes and smiled, bringing her now cooling cup of tea to her lips again.

“Do you really think that’s wise? Missing a day off work because I have a cold? You’ve got a reputation to uphold. I mean I know I’ve just said to you that I want to spend more time with you but it doesn’t need to be for you to look after me. Please, Tom, go to work. I’ll be fine! I’ve got Frances and the rest of the staff I…”

“No I won’t hear of it, I want to take the day off to look after you. Besides, when was the last time we actually got to spend time together, eh?”

She pondered for a moment, she knew that he was right. Tommy would get up so early in the morning that she either slept right through or was half asleep when he’d roll over to her and place a kiss on her face before pulling himself out from underneath the covers and to the bathroom. The only times she’d see him in the day if he was at home would be when she’d go to say good morning once she’d gone downstairs, sometimes at lunch when she’d convince him to stop his work for fifteen minutes and get some food down him and then again in the evening once work was over if he’d finished early enough to catch her before she went to bed. She’d lost count of the amount of times she’d stay up waiting for him to come to bed, only to find her eyes growing heavier by the minute, finally allowing them to close fully and drift off into a much needed sleep. She would often wake in the middle of the night to find a blanket draped over her along with Tommy’s arm pulling her in towards him.

She couldn’t deny that getting to spend a whole day with him at home sounded like an absolute dream, even if she was ill.

“Okay, but promise me you’ll come up with something better than ‘my wife is an idiot’ when you tell them you won’t be in please”.

She sniffed again as she felt her nose tickle, trying, but failing, to stop another sneeze from coming.

He laughed, “yes love, don’t worry about that. Besides, I’m Tommy fucking Shelby, I do what I want, when I want”, the cheeky smile that she loved so much appeared on his face and she felt her stomach flip.

She composed herself and managed to utter the words, “Oh, is that so?”

“You know it is, love”

“Well then Tommy fucking Shelby, what is it you want to do now?”, a smirk was playing on her lips, she loved watching his mind race, it was almost as though she could see it happening behind his bright, blue eyes.

“That’s doctor Shelby to you”

“Oh yes, sorry ‘doctor’ Shelby, how are you going to cure me?”

“Well, first things first, let’s get you into bed, you need your rest”

He stood from his chair and made his way over to Y/N, scooping her up in his arms, blanket and all. He softly kissed her forehead as he felt his arms wrap around her.

“It’s still early, you haven’t even had a sip of your tea or had your supper yet”, Y/N wrapped her arms around the back of Tommy’s neck, enjoying the warmth that she could feel radiating from his body.

“That's okay, I’m about to do something really unprofessional and have a snack”

With that he threw Y/N onto the bed, ready to devour her, every inch.

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peakyscillian · 1 year

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Falling | One Shot.

Summary: Tommy & Reader are close friends, but what if they could be more? Warnings: Hinted $A & Fluff! Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader Part: 1/1 Requested: Yes - Anon Notes: I had two similar requests so I combined them into one!

Falling.

Masterlist

Falling.

Your heart was hammering against your chest, the full weight of his body had you pinned against the wall, you were planing your next move, knee to the crotch or your teeth sinking into the thin skin of his exposed neck.

Either way you were getting out of here without him touching you.

You'd left The Garrison to get some air, it was rowdy, filled to the rafters with people and the thick fog of smoke. Not that the streets of Small Heath were much better.

You hadn't realised you'd been followed to the back alley, until you were pushed against the wall and the smell of rum hit your senses.

"Get the fuck off me" you spat, body thrashing against his grasp.

Some stranger from out of town trying their luck, someone who didn't know how it worked around here. His grip on your wrist tightening.

"I think the lady asked you to get the fuck off" the unmistakeable voice of a Shelby.

In seconds he was ripped from your body, you didn't even look back as you bundled up the hem of your skirt and ran expertly down the cobbled alleyway.

His screams were enough to know, that he hadn't just been discarded against the neighbouring wall but dealt with in a more serious way.

You spotted Finn leaning against the side of his car, you stumbled in not uttering a word as he started the engine, whisking you out to the Countryside.

"Where is she?" Tommy's voice filled the halls of his house, echoing off the walls.

You sighed as Polly finished cleaning the cut just under your eye, downing the whiskey as she patted your knee "He cares about you, that's all"

You nodded, as she left the room, replaced moments later by Tommy, your childhood friend, always your knight in not so shining armour.

"What were you doing out there, eh?" he was discarding his coat and hat, "Went out for a breather, The Garrison was packed tonight" you stood to pour two more glasses of whiskey.

"Could have let one of us know" Tommy was already sat on the couch, cigarette poised between his lips.

"You were too busy" you rolled your eyes handing him the glass, "with business" he stated simply as you took your seat next to him.

You didn't respond, you never won with him.

"Was worried about you" he whispered, nudging you with his elbow. He turned to you, cigrette poised between his fingers as he examined your face, holding your chin with his thumb and forefinger.

"No you weren't, you were just looking for a fight" you smirked, eyes flicking up to look at him. You swallowed slowly, leaning forward, Tommy still holding your chin, you brushed your lips against his.

You were unsure, nervous, were your feelings reciprocated?.

You pulled away, tongue running across your lips to settle the buzzing through them.

Tommy was watching you carefully moving his hand round to cradle the back of your neck.

He slowly pulled you forward, lips pecking at yours, your hand curled round his bicep, pressing your lips harder against his.

Tommy pulled away first, forehead pressed to yours, he smiled slowly before licking at his lips.

You returned his smile, lips back on his in seconds.

Tommy wasted no time, his tongue pushing into your mouth, curling against your own, moving you back against the arm of the sofa.

"Well fucking finally" John's voice boomed from the doorway.

Tommy reluctantly pulled from your lips, turning to look at John "do none of you have your own homes to go too?"

John shrugged as he walked further into the room, grabbing the bottle of whiskey "just saying its about time" he called over his shoulder.

Tommy rolled his eyes, turning back to you, holding out his hand "lets go somewhere more private, eh?"

You let him pull you up, into his chest, his fingers brushing your hair from your cheeks "We're actually doing this?" you asked, watching his face for any signs of regret.

His face softened, smiling big enough to make the corners of his eyes crinkle, a sight that was very rare after the war "Of course" he kissed you again.

"About time, Brother" Arthur was the next one of the family to wander past, Tommy once again rolled his eyes earning a small laugh from you.

"Thank you Arthur" Tommy sighed, as he lead you from the room up the stairs to the master bedroom, you stopped at the top of the stairs.

"They're right, it is about time" You gave him a shy smile, Tommy nodded taking a few steps towards you "Should have kissed me sooner then, eh?"

"Why do I have to do all the kissing round here" you laughed, hands on his chest.

"I can think of more than kissing, if you'd just follow me" he stated taking your hand again, you didn't move he turned round a confused look on his face "just one more kiss so I know this is real" you pouted.

Tommy obliged, lips catching yours hands on your hips pushing you against the wall, hips pressed into yours "definitely real, darling" he rasped.

"Finally" Ada's voice filled the hall as she left one of the bedrooms

Tommy didn't give her a response, pulling you into his room After falling for you when you were just teenagers, he had a lot of time to make up.

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siennafrxst · 11 months

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↳ dare 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚

pairing: tommy innit x female reader

word count: 0.9k words

cw: swearing, cringe 😍

“Okay.”

And then the blond teenager walks over towards the rollercoaster ride, sliding into a seat. The simple act left Wilbur and Tubbo absolutely dumbfounded. They hadn’t expected him to execute the dare so smoothly—not to mention that he accepted the challenge so nonchalantly as well. But, what had they expected? It was Tommy Innit himself.

Tommy calmly sits down beside a girl around his age, turning to face her and spot her slightly bewildered expressions.

I hope to god that she won’t recognize me.

The woman continues to eye the blond curiously, her dark eyebrows creasing in deep thought.

“I know you from somewhere, don’t I?” She points a finger at him, still trying to figure out who he was.

Shit.

Tommy wears an overly exaggerated expression on his face, scoffing at her accusation. “No, no way. I guess I just have one of those faces, you know?”

Upon hearing his voice, the woman lit up, the gears in her head practically spinning as she finally solves the big mystery.

“You’re Tommy Innit, aren’t you?”

Hesitantly, Tommy sighs heavily in defeat. “Yeah, you got me. I’m that annoying kid who plays Minecraft.”

The woman chuckles softly. “I knew it! My best friend loves you.”

Tommy gives the girl a skeptical look as she emphasizes the word ‘love,’ causing her to shake her head profusely.

“Noo, not in that way… okay maybe in that way but don’t tell her that.”

Tommy chuckles in amusement at the unknown woman’s sly remark. Speaking of unknown, he realized that he still hadn’t gotten her name.

“I like you. What’s your name?”

The woman smiles warmly before responding. “Well, I’m-”

She suddenly cuts herself off when the ride bumpily starts, causing her to yelp in surprise.

“Holy shit it’s starting. We’re all gonna die!” Tommy exclaims dramatically.

“No we’re not don’t jinx it!”

Tommy rolls his eyes. “By the way, your name? We might die before I even get to hear it.”

“Right! It’s Y/N. Call me Y/N- OH MY GODDDDD!”

The rollercoaster made a huge sudden drop, completely petrifying the hell out of both the teenagers.

“HOLY FUCK WE’RE DYING!” Tommy yells at the top of his lungs.

The two teenagers began to deliriously scream at the top of their lungs, disturbing everyone else on the ride and the nearby viewers.

When he thought he had lost his voice, he suddenly felt a harsh grip on his arm, turning to face the source of the squeeze.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”

“SUPPRESSING THE FEAR? I DON’T KNOW I THOUGHT THIS WOULD HELP!” Y/N exclaims in argument.

“WELL, CLEARLY, IT DOESN’T. ALSO YOU SQUEEZE REALLY HARSHLY SO PLEASE LET GO.”

She glares at him carefully, hesitating to let go before she ultimately does, breathing calmly in an attempt to relax herself.

That was when the rollercoaster made another drop—this time higher and faster than the last. The two went back to screaming for their lives—arguably even louder this time.

At this point Tommy has never been more terrified for anything in his life. In a desperate move, he reluctantly grabs onto Y/N’s hand, gripping harder more than she ever did.

Y/N whips her head to face the guilty blonde, surprised at his sudden touch. “NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”

“SHUT UP IT HELPS!” Tommy awkwardly declares, earning an eyeroll from the teenager beside him. That was when he felt her squeeze his hand back, the both of them now put their screaming to a halt, and instead holding each other as though it were their last day on Earth.

After a few more twists and turns, the ride finally slowed down, indicating the end of the bumpy journey. The two were completely breathless, still hand in hand as they took a moment to recollect themselves.

“Oh, thank Christ it’s over,” Y/N says, still panting.

Tommy nods in agreement. “I’m not religious, but—gasp—same.”

She turns to the breathless blonde, who was also gasping for air from all the screaming they had done. “By the way, why did you even take the seat beside mine? There were still other empty seats.”

He sighs dramatically. “Why do you have to ask such hard questions?”

Y/N chuckles softly, creasing her eyebrows at his remark. “Sorry! I didn’t know it was that hard.”

“Yeah yeah whatever, it’s fine, you deserve to know anyway.”

The blond blue-eyed teenager pauses for a brief moment, leaving Y/N more intrigued at what he was about to say.

“It was just because of a stupid dare from Wilbur, it’s—nothing.”

Tommy knew that he shouldn’t have hesitated as it would only make his lie more obvious. The dare part, obviously, wasn’t the lie. But the part about it being nothing, on the other hand…

Y/N raises an eyebrow. “Really? What was the dare?”

Tommy scoffs lightly. “Just wait for the vlog to be uploaded, you impatient bastard.”

She shrugs at his response. “Alright, fine.”

He stares at Y/N, his mind seeming to be preoccupied with unknown thoughts. Their eyes connected in an unexplainable feeling, that singular moment seeming to be lasting for eternity.

After what felt like forever, Tommy awkwardly chuckles, standing up to step up away from the rollercoaster. “It was nice meeting you, Y/N.”

A warm grin forms on Y/N’s face. “May our paths cross again.”

Tommy returns a similar smile before leaving the area, making his way back to Wilbur and Tubbo.

15 minutes ago…

“Alright, Tommy, I got a dare for you.”

Tommy turns to the brunet, raising a curious eyebrow at him. “Oh really? Well then, hit me with your worst.”

Wilbur’s lips curve into a playful smile, clearly looking forward to this. “Alright then. I dare you to…

…go over to the most attractive person on the ride.”

surprise surprise, I’m familiar with the dsmp. well, not really, my friend kinda got me into it (hence the “oh my best friend loves you!” part) but since I know there’s a lot of fans out there I decided to write something up for y’all.

likes and reblogs are vv appreciated. <33

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ze-maki-nin · 2 years

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Happy 400 Followers!!! For your drabble event, romantic cuddling with Tommy she/her if you're alright with that!

Pairing: Tommy x F!Reader

A/n: Thxs for requesting ^^

Event

As you laid on Tommy’s chest, you smiled as he pulled you closer to him while he slept, burying his head into your hair as he did so.

You both had just finished streaming and are absolutely exhausted from it, so you guys decided to cuddle. Which led to the situation of Tommy holding you as close as possible to his chest while burying his head into your hair.

You didn’t mind it of course. In fact you loved it, Tommy was never the affectionate one in the relationship, always saying big man get the affection not give. But you knew he was just flustered and embarrassed about doing so.

So these times were very precious to you.

With that last thought in mind, your eyes closed and you slowly began to drift off to sleep.

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riridontneedya · 1 year

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The, 'What's mine isn't yours..' series | Find it all in one place.

Hello,

If you didn't know now you do haha. I have created a mini peaky blinders series.

A brief summary to pique your interests: Join our female reader (y/ns) journey as she navigates her way through a turbulent love triangle with Thomas and Micheal. What initially was supposed to start off as harmless flirting has now spilled over and has left her with tough choices to make.

It started as smut with plot lol but its blossomed its way into a series I am now rather fond of :) I do intend to add more segments. If you have any ideas about what direction you'd like to see the story go don't hesitate to reach out Id like to hear them. CONSTRUCTIVE feedback is welcome. This goes without saying but there are mature themes.

So with each link you click on you will see the several! Warnings in the summary in regards to the story. If you know damn full well you shouldn't be engaging then DON'T! I am not responsible. I have taken the necessary precautions to ensure it finds itself in the correct places. I am an adult therefore can freely write adult content. I do other stories too so check out others 'HERE' if you're interested ! also my requests are open so do feel free to pop me a message for a chit chat or any ideas you may have xx

PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4

Happy reading angels xx

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sanderchu · 1 year

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Hi:) I really like your writing style and I wanted to ask if you maybe could write a headcanon or imagine in what it would be like to have Tommyinnit as a roommate

Can be romantic or platonic you choose

Thank you and have a nice day/night☺️

Roomies

Writing or [hcs]

Platonic

Note: no header?!??!!? 😰😰😰😰 nah I’m just to tired to find one and might start reusing the ones I already have at this point

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- he takes your socks, no question he just does

- He calls you for everything

“Hey y/n how do you make Mac and cheese? Ok and? I don’t care if your testing this is my test and I need answers”

- as we already know he loud so he buys you noise canceling headphones as a gift and apology

- Karaoke nights singing anything really

- chat loved you

- You “cheer” him on during mcc

“YOU SUCK”

“WELL IM TRYING Y/N”

- always talking about you, he thinks you really cool

- Definitely wakes you up with a camera at your face

- You see that in a blog later on

- He takes your bed despite him having his own

- You guys have to make a chore system so you both don’t fight over who just has to clean the kitchen

- Matching pajama fridays

- You both walk into each others room to grab or take something and the other person doesn’t even care because of how much it occurred

- He scared you when you turn the corner

- You both are a pretty good duo and of course despite all of this he gives you his space and leaves you be more than you expect

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sexsellz · 2 years

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Hi! I really liked your TommyInnit x reader's. So I was wondering if you could possibly do one where the reader likes Tommy and while their streaming they get a Dono or something asking them how they feel about Tommy going on a date with a girl from college and they just kinda slowly break down on stream? Fluff at the end but lots of angst as well? If not, I completely understand <3

⤻ 𝐡𝒆𝒂𝐭𝐡𝒆𝐫 ¹, tommyinnit。 ᥫ᭡ ‧₊˚

🌬- 𓄹 S͢UMMARY: 𝒙𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

PART TWO. When Tommy invites, you, his dearest friend to be the newest guest on his Twitch channel, things are ruined by a confusing donation.

💍- 𓄹 W͢ORDCOUNT:

1076

❄️- 𓄹 P͢AIRING(S):

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Tommy had been ecstatic, finally having the pleasure of introducing you to his chat, as well as letting you get well acquainted with his closest friends. You both were on holiday for Christmas break, giving the two of you ample time to both get in good content for Tommy’s YouTube channel as well as getting you used to being on camera. Tommy knew you were a little shy to being paraded around being filmed, but as his best friend you were determined to become enveloped in his passion.

So, that lead to Tommy teaching you everything there is to know about being the high quality streamer he is, making sure you were comfortable before making your greatly awaited appearance. And on a snowy December evening, you sat eager by Tommy’s side, as he booted up his PC, making final adjustments to his OBS profile. Of course, you were nervous to be introducing yourself to a viewing range nearing 100k, but with the boy’s words of comfort, you knew you’d be okay.

“Are you a hundred percent sure you’re ready, because if not..” His voice trailed off. You offered your convincing response, taking his hand in yours. “I’m sure.” And to your surprise, his hand stayed in yours; rubbing your palm with his forefinger and thumb, ensuring your stability. And in 3 .. 2 .. 1! HIs stream had commenced. With the title:

The able sisters played in the background while viewers pooled in by the thousands, excited to see what antics Tommy would be up to on said oc casion. After a minute or two of reading chat, he unmuted. “What is UP chat! I’ve got some big news, as well as a very special guest!” With the fore mention of said guest, his chat filled with guesses of who said person will be. Was it Tubbo, or Willbur? Maybe even Quackity or George! Needless to say, everyone was hyped.

Tommy was just as excited, even more so because while his chat was expecting a returning guest - he had someone brand new to show off. And show off, he did. From the second he turned on his camera to reveal you, he was jumping around, yelling and playing around with you. “Chat! Thisssss is my bestest friend in the whole entire world, Y/n!”

And needless to say they were more than happy to welcome you to their shared community with open and loving arms. Things in the likeness filled the replies in his chat.

“OHMYGOD I’m making a stan acc this is so wholesome fhjebfr!”

One user replied, with another coming in asking:

“Tommy why are they sm cooler than you are this is they’re acc now.”

While you had barely said anything to Tommy or his chat, your bubbly personality had come through ten fold while joking about. And while you continued playing into Tommy’s arrogant online persona, some donations came in asking if the two of you were more than friends, which of course made you question the integrity of the donators, but ultimately didn’t bother you. You knew your crush on Tommy hadn’t full developed enough to cause you to be jealous, but what did bother you was one specific donation that spoke of a girl from his school.

Gnftwt gifted 10 subs! “Tommy, how does Y/n feel about the date you went on with Heather? :D have a good stream big man”

Your facial expression immediately changed, as well as Tommy’s initial behavior. He sat back down in the chair to read the set of text again, before replying: “Heather, the one from college? Well…” His face blushed, indicating he had remembered the encounter, and from the look on his face you could tell it was an event he was certainly fond of. A pit of despair sunk in your chest, as you felt your cheeks flush from embarrassment. You playfully nudged his arm, trying to quell the lump that’d formed in your throat.

“Ay, you never told me you had a crush, Tommo.” Your eyes burnt like fire as a salty liquid welled in your tear ducts. You avoided his eye contact, instead opting for reading more comments that appeared on his monitor.

“Heather is SO pretty’ “How did you ever manage to bag someone like that???”

A girl, huh. Someone chat seemed to find favor over you, all of a sudden. Tommy almost immediately caught sight of the tears pooling down your face, as you desperately batted them away from your eyelashes. Tears trickled down your nose, to your trembling lips, and he ultimately didn’t know what to do. So, he improvised.

“Hey hey, what’s the matter? Why are you crying?” He placed the palm of his hand on your knee. You wiped your eyes on the sleeve of your lavender sweater, standing up from your seated position. “N-nothing, I’m fine. Just a little overwhelmed.” No matter what sultry words had came from his mouth seemed to help at this point, as your crying had turned into hyperventilating. You played it off as a sudden unexpected panic attack.

Tommy quickly turned off his camera and muted his mic, opting to fill his stream view with a title that read “BRB”. Seeing the state of you, as you stumbled across the room trying to find your phone, as well as your shoes. “Y/n what’s the matter with you? C’mon now you’re scaring me.” You continued your search for your things. “Nothing nothing, I just need to go home, like now.” Out his bedroom door you went.

He followed you out the door and down the stairs, standing in front of his front door before you’d gotten the chance to leave. His next few words were stern. “You can’t leave! It’s snowing outside, you won’t make the walk home.” You took a step towards the door but his demeanor didn’t change. “Look, I’m sorry if the stream was too much. I should’ve known it was too much for you right now, I’m sorry. So just come back upstairs and we can talk about whatever is bothering you.”

He held out his hand, and stepped away from the door, hoping you’d calm down and accept his offer. However, you didn’t. With a final confusing farewell, you stated. “No, why don’t you invite Heather over, I’m sure everyone would love to see her more than me. Especially you.” And with that, you were out the door into the snow, leaving Tommy on his doorstep.

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏!

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hatchetislostpog · 2 years

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Y/n: Are you... Blushing?

Tommy: What, no

Y/n: Did I, Y/n L/n, get the ever stoic, hardcore, total badass Tommy Innit to blush?

Tommy: No... It's... It's the cold

Y/n: Huh? It's cold outside, and not the fact that i told you "your face is freaking adorable and I bet the rest of you is to"

Tommy: *blushing harder and voice cracks* n-no

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fanfics4all · 1 year

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Request: Yes / No Can I have please Tommy Merlyn/F!reader where Malcolm drags tommy to a party for Merlyn Global and he thinks it's going to be miserable until he sees her there and they dance and steal some booze and end up making out somewhere? @thecaptainsgingersnap

Requests are closed <3 Have a nice day/night

Tommy Merlyn x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1300

Warnings: Nothing I think

Y/N: Your Name

Y/L/N: Your Last Name

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*Tommy’s POV*

My father planned a party for Merlyn Global and I was forced to go. I really didn’t want to go to a damn business party, but I didn’t have a choice. I got in my suit and went into the limo with my Dad. I was staring out the window, bored out my mind wishing I was anywhere else.

“Tommy, can you at least pretend to be excited.” My Dad asked and I rolled my eyes.

“I don’t even want to go.” I said and he sighed.

“You are just as much apart of Merlyn Global as I am. You need to show up to some events also.” He said.

“Fine…” I sighed.

Once we got to the party I put on a fake smile. I shook hands with the businessmen and made polite conversation with some. Once in a while, they would try and set me up with their daughters, but I would always excuse myself. I decided I needed a much stronger drink if I was going to have to deal with these people. I was heading to the bar and that’s when I saw her. She was in a red dress that hugged her curves perfectly.

She was dancing to some music and people were giving her odd looks, but she didn’t care. She looked so free. I saw her walk off and followed her. She was leaning against the wall in the hall and catching her breath. She looked up and gave me a smile. It felt like my world stopped as I stared at her. She was beautiful.

“Do I have something on my face?” She asked and I quickly shook my head.

“No, sorry.” I said and stepped closer to her.

“I’m Tommy.” I said, offering her my hand. She smiled and shook it.

“Y/N.” She responded. Even her name was beautiful.

“Are you enjoying the party?” I asked and she shrugged.

“I thought it would be more fun, but everyone’s so stuck up.” She said and I laughed.

“I agree.” I said and she smirked at me.

“I might know a way to make this party more fun if you care to join me?” She suggested and my smile grew.

“What did you have in mind?” I asked.

“I’m going to distract the bartender and you are going to steal a bottle.” She said and I shrugged.

“Sure, why not.” I said and she smiled.

“Yay!” She cheered and clapped. She grabbed my hand and pulled me along. She stopped just before the doorway and nodded at me. She walked over to the bar and leaned over so her chest was more exposed to the bartender. I felt a small surge of jealousy run through me, but shook it off. She was flirting with him and he was eating it up. She glanced at me and I took the hint. I quietly walked behind the bar and grabbed a bottle of rum. I held it up so she could see and she slightly nodded. I walked back to the doorway with the bottle behind my back and she excused herself from the bartender. She quickly grabbed my hand ran out the back door. She was laughed the whole time and it was music to my ears. She stopped near a large tree and lent against it. She grabbed the bottle out of my hands and opened it. She took a large swig from the bottle and smiled.

“Perfect.” She said and handed it to me. I also took a large swig and smiled at her.

“I get the feeling you’re not really supposed to be here.” I said and she shook her head.

“Maybe, maybe not. You’ll never know.” She said, taking the bottle back.

“Do you do this often?” I asked and she looked at me confused.

“What?” She asked.

“Steal bottles and drink them at rich people’s parties?” I asked, taking the bottle back from her.

“Not really, only when I find a will accompless.” She smirked.

“Do you get those often?” I asked and she shook her head.

“No, you’re the first, actually.” She answered and I smiled.

The two of us talked and passed the bottle back and forth for a bit. We ended up drinking half the bottle and were definitely feeling the effects. I had closed the bottle and placed it to the side. She was touching my chest and ended up wrapping her arms around my neck. I gently placed my hands on her waist and she giggled.

“You’re so cute.” She said and I chuckled.

“You’re cuter.” I said and she pulled me down so my forehead was resting on hers. The two of us stared at each other for a bit and I glanced at her lips.

“Kiss me.” She whispered. I obayed her request and pushed my lips onto hers. She pulled me in closer and tangled her fingers in my hair. She pulled slightly and I moaned into her mouth. I held her waist tighter and she moaned. Her tongue slid along my bottom lip, begging for an entrance. I happily opened my mouth and our tongues explored each others mouths. I pulled her closer to me and we were pressed against each other. I let my hands go lower and gripped her ass. She moaned more and I smirked slightly. We were enjoying each other’s company and feeling each other up. Suddenly cold water hit the two of us and we pulled apart. Y/N screamed slightly and we looked around. The sprinklers had come on and they were currently getting us more and more wet. I grabbed Y/N’s hand and pulled her back to the house. She was giggling the whole time and I laughed with her. We got inside and weren’t too soaked, but it was noticeable.

“Tommy? Why are you wet and what are you doing with Y/N?” Dad asked, looking at the two of us confused.

“You know her?” I asked and my Dad looked at me confused.

“Of course I do. She’s Y/N Y/L/N.” He said and my eyes widened slightly.

“Your Father is Harry Y/L/N?” I asked and she shrugged with a slight blush.

“Yep.” She giggled and my Dad sighed.

“Do not tell me you got her drunk.” He said and I sighed.

“We may have drank a bit…” I answered.

“Malcolm, have you-”

“Y/N, there you are!” Her Father walked into the hall that we were standing in.

“Hi, Daddy!” She said, clearly too happy.

“Are you drunk?” He asked and she just giggled.

“Harry, I’m so sorry. It seems my son got your daughter drunk.” Dad said and her Father shook his head.

“I’m sure it was Y/N’s idea. She’s quite the trouble maker.” He said and she rolled her eyes.

“I’m not a trouble maker, Daddy.” She said and slightly fell. I wrapped my arm around her waist and held her up.

“I’ll take her from here, son.” Her Father said. He took a hold of her and she stumbled slightly.

“I have to take her home. It was a nice party, Malcolm.” He said and helped her walk off.

“Bye, Tommy! It was nice meeting you!” She called as she left and was smiling brightly. My Dad looked at me as they left and he sighed.

“Was it her idea?” He asked and I nodded.

“I honestly thought she was a party crasher…” I admitted and he shook his head at me.

“You’re lucky her Father isn’t mad at you.” He said and I smiled slightly.

“I think he might even like you. So I hope you’ll want to see her again.” He said and walked off. I smiled to myself, I’d be happy to see her again.

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