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Hi hi! I see requests for NSFW prompts are open. Could I please have a prompt “I’m gonna be your first and your last.” with Tommy Shelby? (Idk about any kinks, but the prompt reads slightly dark lol)
Thank you in advance, and you can just ignore this if you're not doing it anymore :)
Note: requests are currently closed
Yes, this prompt also reads dark to me as well so I did go down the dark route for this fic.
Remember folks, don't like don't read!
Title: 'til Death Do Us Part
Warnings: dark fic, forced marriage, possessive behaviour, obsessive behaviour, non con touching, non con kissing, virginity kink, corruption kink
You looked at yourself in the mirror, not recognising the woman in the mirror. Yes, you knew that it was you but at the same time it was so unlike you. It was as though every part of you had been stripped away and replaced with… with…
You looked up sharply as the door behind you opened and shut. You and Tommy locked gazes in the mirror as he locked the door behind you. The click of the lock fully added a sense of finality to the evening in the way the earlier ceremony didn’t.
Tommy slowly moved around the room, lighting a cigarette as he approached. His footsteps were almost silent on the plush carpet. He finally approached you, studying your reflection intently. You held up your hand for the cigarette and he wordlessly handed it to you, his fingers brushing against yours.
You inhaled deeply as Tommy kept his gaze fixed on your reflection. His arms snaked around your waist and pulled you tightly against him. To an outsider this would look like a romantic embrace between a new husband and wife but you knew better.
This marriage united your two families, something that Tommy had been keen to do for many years. You stubbornly resisted and, until recently, your father had been supportive. It was only when your family had fallen on hard times that your father cracked and told you to marry Thomas Shelby.
Traded like a prize show horse.
But even they seemed to have more rights than you did.
@noforkingclue She'll be screaming it soon enough in his skilled hands! (At least I know I would 🤭). Amazing work, as always, portraying Tommy's dark side. The bite to her lower lip to deepen the kiss?? 🥵 And yet there's a softness here in his desperation for her to reciprocate his affection. I reckon bad boys need love too!!
Hi hi! I see requests for NSFW prompts are open. Could I please have a prompt “I’m gonna be your first and your last.” with Tommy Shelby? (Idk about any kinks, but the prompt reads slightly dark lol)
Thank you in advance, and you can just ignore this if you're not doing it anymore :)
Note: requests are currently closed
Yes, this prompt also reads dark to me as well so I did go down the dark route for this fic.
Remember folks, don't like don't read!
Title: 'til Death Do Us Part
Warnings: dark fic, forced marriage, possessive behaviour, obsessive behaviour, non con touching, non con kissing, virginity kink, corruption kink
You looked at yourself in the mirror, not recognising the woman in the mirror. Yes, you knew that it was you but at the same time it was so unlike you. It was as though every part of you had been stripped away and replaced with… with…
You looked up sharply as the door behind you opened and shut. You and Tommy locked gazes in the mirror as he locked the door behind you. The click of the lock fully added a sense of finality to the evening in the way the earlier ceremony didn’t.
Tommy slowly moved around the room, lighting a cigarette as he approached. His footsteps were almost silent on the plush carpet. He finally approached you, studying your reflection intently. You held up your hand for the cigarette and he wordlessly handed it to you, his fingers brushing against yours.
You inhaled deeply as Tommy kept his gaze fixed on your reflection. His arms snaked around your waist and pulled you tightly against him. To an outsider this would look like a romantic embrace between a new husband and wife but you knew better.
This marriage united your two families, something that Tommy had been keen to do for many years. You stubbornly resisted and, until recently, your father had been supportive. It was only when your family had fallen on hard times that your father cracked and told you to marry Thomas Shelby.
Traded like a prize show horse.
But even they seemed to have more rights than you did.
Hi hi! I see requests for NSFW prompts are open. Could I please have a prompt “I’m gonna be your first and your last.” with Tommy Shelby? (Idk about any kinks, but the prompt reads slightly dark lol)
Thank you in advance, and you can just ignore this if you're not doing it anymore :)
Note: requests are currently closed
Yes, this prompt also reads dark to me as well so I did go down the dark route for this fic.
Remember folks, don't like don't read!
Title: 'til Death Do Us Part
Warnings: dark fic, forced marriage, possessive behaviour, obsessive behaviour, non con touching, non con kissing, virginity kink, corruption kink
You looked at yourself in the mirror, not recognising the woman in the mirror. Yes, you knew that it was you but at the same time it was so unlike you. It was as though every part of you had been stripped away and replaced with… with…
You looked up sharply as the door behind you opened and shut. You and Tommy locked gazes in the mirror as he locked the door behind you. The click of the lock fully added a sense of finality to the evening in the way the earlier ceremony didn’t.
Tommy slowly moved around the room, lighting a cigarette as he approached. His footsteps were almost silent on the plush carpet. He finally approached you, studying your reflection intently. You held up your hand for the cigarette and he wordlessly handed it to you, his fingers brushing against yours.
You inhaled deeply as Tommy kept his gaze fixed on your reflection. His arms snaked around your waist and pulled you tightly against him. To an outsider this would look like a romantic embrace between a new husband and wife but you knew better.
This marriage united your two families, something that Tommy had been keen to do for many years. You stubbornly resisted and, until recently, your father had been supportive. It was only when your family had fallen on hard times that your father cracked and told you to marry Thomas Shelby.
Traded like a prize show horse.
But even they seemed to have more rights than you did.
Same characters, different worlds! Send a letter to learn about an alternate universe.
A. alternate universe. What kind of AU is your OC best suited to? Are there any AUs they're in already? What are they?
B. band au. What is your OC like in a band AU? Are they a performer or a groupie? What instrument would they play? What's their relationship with their bandmates and/or the group(s) they follow?
C. coffee shop au. What would your OC be like in a classic coffee shop AU? Are they at all suited for the barista lifestyle? What's their go-to coffee order?
D. duplicate. How would your OC react to meeting their clone or doppelganger? What if they were a clone or doppelganger? How would they feel about that?
E. education. What would your OC be like in a high school and/or college AU? What would their major be? What would they teach if they were an educator?
F. fey. What kind of fey or fairy creature would your OC be? Would they be in a spooky, intense fairy world or a playful, lighthearted fairy world?
G. gods. What would your OC be the god of? If they were a demi-god, who would their divine parent be?
H. horror. Would your OC survive in a horror situation? What would their role be? How would they deal with being tossed in a horror scenario?
I. intellectual property. Are there any popular series or franchises that your OC is well-suited for? Which 'verse(s) and what makes them so well-suited?
J. (J)RPG. What kind of hero would your OC be in a JRPG (or any other RPG). Would they have any special skills, weapons, or finishing moves? What tier character would they be?
K. kids. Does your OC have kids? What are their kids like? If they don't have kids, would they? What would they be like as a parent?
L. lovers. Does your OC have different partners in different AUs? What might their love life be like in an AU? How would they do in a romance genre, like romantasy or a romcom?
M. multiverse. Are there any points in your OC's life where things could have gone differently? Where else might they have ended up? How would your OC react to crossing the multiverse and meeting another version of themself?
N. normal. What's your OC's normal world like? Are they in a fantasy setting, a sci-fi setting, the modern world? Share a little about your character's normal life.
O. omegaverse. What’s their subgender? What's their scent? How do they feel about it?
P. pacific rim au. What is your OC doing in a Pacific Rim AU? Are they drift compatible with anyone? What would their jaeger be called?
Q. quiet. What would a quiet and peaceful life look like for your OC? Would they enjoy living a simple life or would they get bored?
R. royalty au. How would your OC handle being royalty? If they're already royalty, how would they deal with being a commoner? What kind of royal would your character be?
S. star wars au. What would your OC be like in a Star Wars AU? What era would they be in: sequel, prequel, original trilogy, old republic? Would they be Force sensitive?
T. (star) trek au. What would your OC's role be in a Star Trek AU? Are they part of Starfleet? Another organization?
U. underworld. How would your OC deal with being part of a criminal underworld? Would they be a thief, a spy, a conman? Something else?
V. vigilante au. What would your OC's superpower be? Would they be a hero or a villain? Do they believe that with great power comes great responsibility?
W. werewolves (& vampires). Is your OC more of a vampire or a werewolf? How would they feel about being turned into a creature of the night? Would they be part of a clan, a pack, a coven?
X. (e)xtra. Is there an AU missing from this list? Share something about it! What would your OC be like in that new world, story or scenario?
Y. YA. How would your OC fare in a popular YA franchise, like Hunger Games or Divergent? Would they buy into the system? Fight against it? What would their district/faction/house/etc. be?
Z. zootopia. What animal would your OC be if they were an anthropomorphic animal? Would your OC be a furry? What would their fursona be?
Hello, can you please write some hurt/comfort for saxon!Master x ace!reader, where reader is his spouse and while he's getting interviewed, one of the journalists making an aphobic comment like reader can't really satisfy him and why he even staying with them? Master protects reader and maybe then some kisses when they're in private?
Note: requests are currently closed
Yep, no prob anon! Hope you like the fic :)
Title: Marriage
Warnings: acephobia, mention of the Daily Mail
You forced yourself to smile and relax as you stood next to the Master. Despite all the time you spent in front of the cameras, you still weren’t used to dealing with the press. Ever since the Master, well, Harold Saxon became Prime Minister you were spending more and more time with the media and talking to journalists.
“Mrs Saxon. Mrs Saxon. A question for you.”
This made you pause and glance briefly at the Master, wondering whether or not you should answer. Usually questions were directed straight to him, almost never to you. As you looked at your husband you could see the curiosity in his eyes. Clearly he was thinking the same thing. He looked briefly at you and shrugged.
“If my wife wants to answer any questions,” he replied cooly to the journalist, “she may.”
“Go on then,” you said brightly, “a rare treat for me.”
“Alright then,” the journalist smiled, “Glad to know.”
Hello, can you please write some hurt/comfort for saxon!Master x ace!reader, where reader is his spouse and while he's getting interviewed, one of the journalists making an aphobic comment like reader can't really satisfy him and why he even staying with them? Master protects reader and maybe then some kisses when they're in private?
Note: requests are currently closed
Yep, no prob anon! Hope you like the fic :)
Title: Marriage
Warnings: acephobia, mention of the Daily Mail
You forced yourself to smile and relax as you stood next to the Master. Despite all the time you spent in front of the cameras, you still weren’t used to dealing with the press. Ever since the Master, well, Harold Saxon became Prime Minister you were spending more and more time with the media and talking to journalists.
“Mrs Saxon. Mrs Saxon. A question for you.”
This made you pause and glance briefly at the Master, wondering whether or not you should answer. Usually questions were directed straight to him, almost never to you. As you looked at your husband you could see the curiosity in his eyes. Clearly he was thinking the same thing. He looked briefly at you and shrugged.
“If my wife wants to answer any questions,” he replied cooly to the journalist, “she may.”
“Go on then,” you said brightly, “a rare treat for me.”
“Alright then,” the journalist smiled, “Glad to know.”
I hope you've had/ are having a wonderful day & you've been spoilt rotten! 🎉💕
Thank you so much!!! ❤️
Definitely enjoying the last birthday of my twenties. Trying not to think about the fact that I'll be 30 next year 😂
I had a free massage and a new snazzy pair of boots today. Treating myself to a bougie haircut at the weekend and I'll be buying myself a new pair of earring and the latest Lego modular set.
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