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Bend The Rules | Mini - Series | Part One.
Summary: Cillian is unhappily married, to someone who doesn’t care about him, surely he can bend the rules?
Warnings: Cheating, drama & smut.
Pairing: Cillian x Fem!Reader
Part: 1/?
Requested: No
A/N: I know its hard to imagine Cillian cheating but this is complete fiction and his family is made up.
Bend The Rules | Mini - Series
Part One
Part One
Spotting his name on your schedule for the first four hours of your day, wasn't what you needed after seven days working in a row.
You had got to know Cillian really well over the first two series of Peaky Blinders, being his wardrobe assistant you spent alot of time, fitting him, dressing him and hanging around off set when he was working, it also meant a lot of your time together was in the close quarters of the wardbrobe truck.
The past two months back on set for series 3 had been different, he was always in some kind of mood, always snapping or giving you the silent treatment.
Constantly glued to his phone which was unlike him, you knew he was married, unhappily married if the gossip was anything to go by.
His bad moods were making your work days less than enjoyable, you had warned Lucinda if he dared snap at you again you were refusing to work with him, Lucinda had rolled her eyes and handed you the keys to the storage closet without another word.
You were sending off emails, answering messages when the light tap on the wall next to your desk disturbed you.
You dragged your eyes from yet another email from Lucinda trying to rope you into a few other jobs in any spare time you had.
"Down for fittings today, for the party scene" Cillian was stood hands shoved into his jean pockets, beanie on his head he looked drained.
You stood up, straightening out your skirt "Hi, oh y/n how are you today?" you laughed lightly at his bluntness.
"Oh fucking grand, its like that is it?" He rolled his eyes, you threw him a glare, putting your paperwork away grabbing your ipad to take down your notes.
"You have the attitude Murphy, not me" you shrugged opening the fitting room door, "Right" he sighed following you, eyes taking in your body from behind, the loose cropped black tshirt, the figure hugging satin skirt and chunky boots.
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Cillian was stood in a tight shirt and just his underwear, you'd been overly professional while he dressed and undressed in the small room, with you trying to distract yourself from checking him out.
"Look I am sorry about that" he spoke up as you fixed the bow tie around his neck, he was intently watching you. You stepped back helping him into the suit jacket, you were waiting for an intern to return with the correct suit trousers.
"It's fine, it's been a long week" you shrugged as the door opened, you politely thanked the intern taking the trousers, handing them over.
"Yeah it has, you got anytime off?" he commented, fastening the trousers, you nodded "This weekend, have you? you look drained"
Cillian frowned, staying silent as you took measurements and pictures, watching as you moved around the room.
"The weekend as well, thanks for the compliment" he finally spoke, you shrugged tapping on the iPad.
"Look I'm probably being stupid, but I thought we were friends? You've been horrible to work with since filming started" you handed him back the clothes he had come in.
Cillian sighed taking them from you "We were, are friends, just a lot going on outside of here that I don't want to share with you, I'm sorry okay?"
"Just get some rest Cill" you headed for the door, turning before you left "just leave the clothes here, I can tidy them up"
You didn't look up from your desk as Cillian walked past to head to his next meeting, you had a whole list of cast to see today you didn't need him distracting you.
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You had been sat in the restuarant for nearly an hour, you were sure you'd been stood up, but you were trying your hardest to give Dean the chance to show up once again.
You were watching the door for your blonde haired date. You let out a small groan as you watched the door open, someone you would rather not be near entered, Cillian with some of the other cast.
Fuck sake how embarrasing you were sat alone, on your first night off in weeks, stood up.
They were being seated two tables away, Cillian caught your eye, giving you a nod, you smiled slightly, picking up your wine glass downing the sour red liquid.
Forty five minutes later you were asking for the bill to pay for your four wines, Dean no where to be seen. You slipped on your coat, it had suddenly turned cold in the evenings.
You left the restuarant head down so you didnt make any more eye contact with Cillian.
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You were stood outside, bag under your arm as you tried your hardest to light a cigarette, you sighed when it didn't work for the third time.
"Here let me" Cillian's unmistakeable voice floated over you, he lit your cigarette with a smile. You brushed away a few stray tears "Fuck sorry no idea why im crying" you laughed lightly.
Cillian had lit his own cigarette "Not a nice guy to stand you up like that", You shrugged "He always does"
Cillian laughed slightly frowning at you "Why do you give him the chance too?"
You had downed enough wine that evening to tell the truth, you looked Cillian dead in the eyes "He's a good fuck"
You watched as Cillian inhaled sharply "Fair enough, but you definitely deserve better" he dropped his cigarette on the floor stubbing it out.
"Oh yeah? whos going to give me that then? You?" you smirked giving your cigarette the same treatment.
"Well Im married so I don't think thats wise" he stated, watching as you stepped towards the pavement to hail a taxi.
"Wouldn't bother me" you shrugged, turning to look at him as a taxi pulled up "2A Belfort Road" you told him before you opened the door.
Then you slipped into the back of the taxi, eyes never leaving his through the window.
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ONE SHOT: HIS LITTLE GIRL
PART TwO OF THE DARK & SEXY SERIES
NOTE: This is a series of one shots and mini series for Cillian Murphy & Tommy Shelby in which he acts totally off-canon. Most of these shots are very dark in nature and you should read their individual warnings. All of these shots are requests from readers. Co-written with @darkshelbyfiction! ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER 18. MINORS DNI.
PAIRING: CILLIAN MURPHY X VIRGIN READER
WARNING: DUB-CON, LOSS OF VIRGINITY, FORCED BREEDING (SOMEWHAT), DDLG-STYLE STORY, HUGE AGE GAP
It was Friday Evening, a few weeks after your 18th birthday and, as usual, you were out with friends when you ended up in some trouble.
You were sitting at the bar, nursing a drink when a group of guys started harassing you. They kept commenting on how pretty you looked and wouldn't leave you alone.
You knew you couldn't handle them, so you did what you always do when you needed help and your father was away for work. You called your father's friend, Cillian who had been dealing with your misbehavior and troublesome nature for quite some time after your parents had divorced.
He was an attractive man, in his mid-forties, with slightly greying hair and piercing blue eyes; he possessed a dominating and intimidating aura that seemed to command respect and when you saw him enter the bar, you were relieved.
"Cillian! Thank God you're here! I was being harassed by these creeps," you said, your voice cracking slightly as you tried to maintain composure while still trembling from fear as he walked in.
His eyes scanned the crowd, locking onto the group of men huddled together near the bar entrance.
"Y/N, let's get out of here," he said firmly, taking your hand and leading you away from the commotion. You felt a surge of relief, grateful that he had arrived just in time.
As you walked through the crowded bar, you could feel the stares of the other patrons on the back of your neck. You glanced sideways at Cillian, admiring his confident posture and the way he held his head high, as if daring anyone to challenge him. The mere thought of having someone take care of you sent a warm feeling coursing through your veins.
"What the fuck are you doing in a place like this anyway?" Cillian asked as he led you outside into the cool night air. "I mean, it's not like you've ever been much for restraint, but really now, Y/N?"
You didn't respond right away, instead opting to focus on breathing in the fresh breeze wafting over the cityscape. But then, you offered a sheepish smile and replied, "Well, I decided to try something new, and here we are."
Cillian snorted in response before offering to take you to his place since it was late and there wasn't any sense in letting you walk home alone, let alone allow you to stay in the empty house by yourself.
"Okay, but can you not tell dad about this?" you asked hesitantly, looking up at Cillian.
"Sure, I will promise to keep quiet if you promise me to behave yourself the next time you go out and do not go to shady places like these," he replied gruffly, flashing a lopsided grin at you. His car was parked a few blocks away and the walk was a welcome change from the crowded bar. You chatted idly as you made your way to the vehicle, the tension from earlier beginning to dissipate.
Once inside the car, Cillian drove smoothly toward his apartment, and you couldn't help but admire the strength emanating from him despite his calm demeanor.
When you arrived at Cillian's place, he unlocked the door quietly, leading you upstairs to his living room with a protective hand on your lower back. You could feel his gaze lingering on you as he fumbled around in the dim light trying to find the switch for the lights.
Finally, the room lit up, revealing the tasteful decor and cozy furniture and, since he had only just moved into this new apartment, you took some time to assess your surroundings.
This place was a stark contrast to your father's modest abode - it was bigger, brighter, and filled with modern art pieces that hung on the walls. There was even a balcony overlooking the city, which would make for an amazing spot to watch the sunrise on lazy mornings. You realized that this was the first time you actually saw Cillian's home and it made you feel a bit awkward. However, you soon found your bearings and started making small talk with him as you waited for him to gather some blankets and pillows for you to sleep on the couch.
"Now tell me, how is school going for you?" Cillian asked casually, knowing that you were just about to sit your final exams, breaking the silence between you both as he took a seat next to you on the couch and handed you a glass of water.
"Oh, same old stuff, you know, studying, taking tests," you replied nonchalantly, shrugging off the question.
"And that boyfriend of yours? How is he doing?" he continued, a hint of worry creeping into his tone after he had met this young man a few weeks ago.
"We broke up last week," you admitted, feeling a pang of sadness. "It turned out that he was cheating on me all along."
Cillian placed a comforting hand on your shoulder, squeezing lightly.
"It's just. I never...I mean, I should have seen it coming," you mused aloud, swirling the ice around in your glass of water.
"Listen Y/N, you are a good girl. There will be others, others who are much more deserving of you," Cillian murmured softly, his thumb caressing your cheek gently, sending shivers down your spine. "But until then, don't rush things; it isn't healthy. Take some time for yourself, figure out what you want in life, and go for it."
"I guess you're right, Cillian," you sighed wistfully, staring blankly at the floor in front of you.
"I know I am right. I am always right," he mused, running a finger along your arm. You flinched at first, startled by the unexpected touch, but gradually relaxed under his gentle guidance. "Like I said, you are a smart girl, Y/N, so don't waste your youth on boys who don't deserve you," he went on to say before leaning closer.
You could smell the faint scent of soap and shampoo on his skin, a mixture of spice and cleanliness that made you feel strangely comfortable.
His fingers grazed your arm gently, sending a lightning bolt of excitement racing through your body. You wanted to pull away and yet, something strange compelled you to stay put.
"Thanks, Cillian," you managed to squeak out, your heart pounding loudly enough to drown out everything else.
"You are welcome," he responded smoothly, reaching over to brush a stray lock of hair behind your ear. His fingers lingered against your cheek, and his scent enveloped you, leaving traces of warmth in your wake.
A soft sigh escaped your lips as you allowed yourself to lean into him, resting your head on his shoulder while his fingers traced undefined patterns over your skin.
His fingers eventually followed a trail from your neck down to your breasts, and as they reached your chest, he paused.
"You are beautiful, you know that right?" he whispered into your ear, his breath tickling your neck.
"I guess, yes," you muttered, your heart hammering wildly beneath your ribs as Cillian's fingers moved downward.
"Good," Cillian said and you could feel the heat rising within you, intensifying every sensation and emotion. His touch was almost too much to bear, yet it was also irresistible. You swallowed hard, unable to look away, captivated by the sensations coursing through your body.
"Let me ask you, Y/N, has your boyfriend ever touched you up here?" asked Cillian, his fingers tracing circles over your clothed breasts and your eyes widened, and you gulped nervously. "Yes, sometimes he has," you mumbled, biting your lip to suppress a moan.
"How about down there? Has he touched your special place?" Cillian's fingers danced provocatively, inching closer to your groin.
Your heart raced, palms sweating, as you shook your head in disbelief. You'd never imagined this kind of situation with Cillian, but his presence was intoxicating, overwhelming your senses.
"No, no one has," you finally mustered.
"Really?" Cillian's tone grew huskier, his fingers now brushing against your inner thigh.
"I bet you're wet though, aren't you?" he asked you, smirking wickedly.
"No, I don't think so," you whimpered, but your voice lacked conviction as his fingers slid upwards, dangerously close to your panties.
"Come on, Y/N, admit it. I know you are aroused right now," Cillian coaxed, his voice low and seductive. "I have seen how you have been looking at me for years and now that you are old enough...," he then went on to say before trailing off and your face burned hot with embarrassment, but Cillian's fingers were relentless, dancing dangerously close to your panties.
"Cillian, we shouldn't," you protested weakly, but your heart raced and your breath quickened, betraying any attempt at resistance.
"Why not? Don't you want to be a good girl for me?" Cillian purred, his fingers teasing the edge of your panties.
"I do, but..." you trailed off, struggling to form coherent sentences.
"But what?" he prodded, his fingers slipping underneath the waistband of your panties. "Are you afraid of getting caught? Or maybe you think that you are still too young to have sex?" Cillian teased, his fingers expertly navigating through your underwear, his movements slow and deliberate.
"No, but I am nervous," you admitted, your voice barely audible. The anticipation building within you was overwhelming, and you desperately wanted to feel his breath on your skin.
"Nervous about what?" Cillian taunted, his fingertips pressing lightly against your clitoris beneath your underwear.
"I am nervous about having sex. I am worried that it will hurt when you put your, you know....in there..." you murmured, causing Cillian to chuckle.
"That's the thing, Y/N. The first time might be a little uncomfortable, but once you're used to it, it feels incredible. And trust me, I'll be gentle if you let me be your first," he assured you, his fingers now running over your wet slit, beneath your panties.
"I promise," he added, dipping one finger inside. You gasped softly, unprepared for the sudden intrusion.
"That feels weird," you gasped, gritting your teeth and clutching onto his arm for support.
"Because it's new," Cillian reassured you, his finger withdrawing briefly before sliding back in. "Try to relax, and breathe with me."
You nodded, closing your eyes and focusing on his voice, his rhythmic breathing. Slowly, you began to loosen up, allowing your muscles to unwind.
With each gentle thrust, you could feel his finger exploring deeper, discovering hidden depths within you.
You moaned softly, your hips undulating involuntarily, your breath becoming ragged.
Suddenly, he withdrew his finger, leaving you panting and wanting more.
"You are very wet now, Y/N," he murmured, his voice deepening even further as he pulled your panties down and slipped a digit back inside your folds. "And your pussy is so swollen, so ready for me. Please let me have sex with you," he begged you and your eyes shot open wide, and you gasped at the realization of what was about to happen if you said "yes"... You could feel your pulse throbbing in your veins, and your cheeks burning bright red.
"Come on Y/N. Let me put my cock inside that this little hole of yours. I promise it won't hurt for long," Cillian said, his voice dripping with lust. You glanced around nervously, aware that your heart was pounding uncontrollably and your breathing was heavy.
"You want to be my good girl, don't you?" Cillian whispered softly, his fingertip circling your nipple, creating a jolt of pleasure through your entire body.
"Okay, but you need to wear a condom," you interjected, swallowing nervously.
"Of course," Cillian reassured you before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small foil packet.
You watched intently as he undid his pants, pulled them down and then carefully removed the condom, rolling it onto his erect cock with practiced ease. Your heart hammered in your chest and your own juices pooled between your thighs at the sight of his engorged member.
"So beautiful. Now spread your legs for me, baby," Cillian instructed, his voice thick with desire. You did as you were told, your hands shaking with anticipation. Cillian knelt between your spread legs, his erection hovering just inches from your wet, eager pussy.
"Just like this, huh?" he asked, rubbing the tip of his cock against your soaked opening. You whimpered, unable to contain your nervousness.
His cock looked huge in comparison to your small opening and the idea of having it inside you frightened you, but also excited you beyond belief.
"Relax, alright?" Cillian murmured softly, placing a supportive hand on your hip. "You might bleed a little, but it's completely normal. Trust me, it's nothing to worry about." His voice carried a soothing quality, and your heart rate gradually slowed down.
"Now, lift off the couch a little so that I can watch my cock go in," Cillian declared assertively, the intensity in his voice raising goosebumps across your arms.
You gulped, shifting uncomfortably on the couch.
"Do you want me to lie back?" you ventured, feeling exposed yet curious after you adjusted your position.
"No, I want you to stay exactly where you are," Cillian insisted, his hand gripping your knee firmly.
"Okay," you murmured and Cillian sensed your apprehension and gave you a sly glance.
"Relax, Y/N. We are going to do this right," he assured you, his eyes locked on you. "It is going to be fun, okay? Just trust me."
You gave a weak nod, your heartbeat echoing in your ears, and a thin film of perspiration formed on your forehead. Cillian leaned in, his breath hot on your skin as he whispered, "Ready?"
"Yeah," you managed to croak back, your voice hoarse from anxiety.
You shifted restlessly on the couch, your heart pounding in your chest like a jackhammer. Cillian's firm grip on your knee grounded you, and gradually, you began to settle into the moment.
"Don't worry, I'll go slow," Cillian whispered, his voice rich and husky as he pressed the head of his cock against your wet entrance. You inhaled, steadying yourself, bracing for the pain.
"Breathe with me, Y/N," Cillian coaxed, his breath hot on your skin. "Take a deep breath and push out your pelvis."
You complied, your eyes squeezed shut as you focused on relaxing your muscles. Cillian eased forward, and with a slight pop, his cock breached your tight barrier.
"Ow!" you cried out, instinctively tightening against the intrusion.
"It's okay, Y/N," Cillian murmured encouragingly, stroking your upper thigh. "Just relax and remember to breathe."
You took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as you forced yourself to relax. Cillian maintained a steady pressure, guiding his cock deeper into your slick, tight channel. Your heart hammered against your ribcage, threatening to burst free at any moment.
"Almost there," Cillian whispered, his voice sounding far away.
You grunted softly, feeling the stretch and burn intensify.
Cillian continued to guide his cock deeper, his pace steady and measured. The discomfort was overwhelming, but you focused on taking measured breaths, reminding yourself that this was part of the process.
"Alright, Y/N, we're halfway there," Cillian murmured, his voice low and soothing. "You're doing great."
"Is it supposed to hurt like this?" you whimpered, squirming uncomfortably.
"It is supposed to hurt a little," Cillian answered honestly before adding, "but it won't last forever. Just breathe and stay still for me. You will get used to the feeling soon," he reassured you and you took several deep breaths, willing yourself to relax. There was some blood on the cushion beneath you, but you pushed the image aside and focused on the task at hand.
Eventually, you felt him bottom out inside you, his cock filling you up completely with a sensation you hadn't experienced before.
Your heart pounded furiously, and your breathing became ragged.
"You're so damn tight, it feels so fucking good," Cillian groaned, his voice strained and husky and, despite his efforts, his cock twitched inside you, growing harder.
"Please," you managed to whisper, unsure whether you were agreeing to continue or begging him to stop. You could feel your insides quivering, an unfamiliar sensation spreading throughout your body. It was pleasurable at last and this, mixed with the pain, confused you.
Cillian's grip on your knee tightened slightly, steadying himself as he prepared to begin moving. He took a deep breath, holding it for a moment before releasing it slowly.
"Okay, Y/N, I'm going to start moving now," he warned, his voice husky and low. "Just relax and tell me if it hurts too much."
You managed a weak nod, squeezing your eyes shut and bracing yourself for the inevitable pain. Cillian began to move, his cock sliding back and forth inside you with agonizing slowness.
Each stroke sent waves of pleasure-pain coursing through your body, making you moan softly. You could feel his warm breath on your neck, and your heart pounded relentlessly in your chest. he growled in your ear, his voice low and gravelly.
"Oh, sweetheart, you're wound tighter than a spring. I can feel you clenching around me, fighting the urge to come undone."
You squirmed uneasily, your heart pounding like a war drum in your chest. "Cillian, please," you whimpered, your voice cracking like a gunshot. "Please, I can't," you moaned but he silenced you with a kiss, his tongue plunging into your mouth, tasting of salt and sin. His cock pulsed inside you, relentless as an iron fist.
It seemed to fill you up more fully with each passing second, and the exquisite torment it inflicted upon your tender flesh drove you to distraction.
"Feel it, Y/N?" Cillian whispered, his voice husky and low. "My cock is stretching you to your limits and it feels so good. You are so tight and so warm," he groaned and you could only nod in agreement, your breaths ragged and desperate. Cillian's cock surged inside you, thrusting deeper and harder with each passing moment.
Each movement sent delicious spasms through your body, making you moan helplessly. You could feel yourself unraveling around him, losing control of your inhibitions.
"Oh, God, Cillian," you whimpered, your voice cracking with desperation. "You feel so good inside me."
Cillian's eyes gleamed with triumph, his cock swelling larger and thicker. An insatiable hunger ignited within you, driving you to claw at his shoulders and squeeze his ass tightly.
"That's a good girl," Cillian rasped, his cock pulsing intensely within you. "Taking my cock like a champ."
You could feel the walls of your pussy clenching around his invading shaft, contracting rhythmically like a vise. Each contraction brought another wave of ecstasy, as you surrendered yourself to the blissful agony consuming you.
"Oh, fuck," Cillian groaned, his cock flexing powerfully within you. "So goddamn tight," he gasped before pulling out of you abruptly. "How about you turn around for me now and get on to your hands and knees," he ordered.
You hesitated for a moment, your heart pounding against your chest like a madman. But somehow, you trusted him. After all, he was Cillian Murphy—the man you've fantasized about for what felt like a lifetime. With a trembling hand, you slowly rotated your body until you were facing the opposite direction. You bent over, your hands supporting your weight on the couch cushions.
"Perfect," he praised. "Stay like that."
You heard him shuffling around behind you but did not pay much attention to what he was doing as, unbeknownst to you, he pulled the condom off his shaft and discarded it on the floor, wanting to fuck you bare.
He then grabbed your hips roughly and pulled you back against him. His bare shaft entered you, feeling warmer and smoother than before.
It slid effortlessly into your welcoming pussy, the sensation of his flesh against yours setting fire to your nerves.
"Something feels different," you gasped, confused, but Cillian silenced you.
"Shh," Cillian hushed you, his warm breath fanning your ear. "Everything's fine," he said before he thrust into you again, his cock sliding deeply within you with a hungry growl. The sensation of his naked cock penetrating you felt amazing for him and you, but you still did not know why it felt different then before and put it down to the change in positioning.
For Cillian, this act was raw, primal, and absolutely thrilling. The thought of having his cum inside you thrilled him even more, claiming you as his.
"God, Y/N," he gasped, his breath hot on your neck.
"Your pussy feels so fucking good," he groaned and you bit your lip, trying to stifle a moan.
"Cillian," you whimpered, your voice hoarse with desire, still unaware that he was now fucking you raw. His bare cock was inside you now just as he was getting ready to cum and you knew nothing about it.
"I am close baby. So fucking close," Cillian muttered while slamming into you. Each thrust filled you with an intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain that left you breathless.
"Oh, God, Cillian," you moaned, your voice cracking with desperation.
You could feel the walls of your pussy clenching around his invading shaft, contracting rhythmically like a vice and, soon enough, you could not take it anymore and came undone.
You orgasmed, spasming around his cock, milking him and forcing you both to shout out in euphoria.
You felt your inner walls tighten around him, and Cillian's cock swelled, spurting hot cum deep inside you. His seed mixing with your wetness, marking you as his.
"Fuck," he groaned, his seed bursting forth, painting your insides white. You gasped in shock, your body tensing up as his semen spilled into you.
You felt the warm sticky substance trickling down your inner thighs but did not think anything of it, ignoring it in post-orgasmic bliss.
Then, after a few more thrusts, Cillian pulled out of you and collapsed beside you on the couch and, immediately, you sat up, your gaze landing on the spot where both of you had been lying.
You didn't notice it initially, but now, you couldn't help but stare at that spot while Cillian reached for a box of tissues and, without words, handing you a wad of paper towels.
"What for?" you asked, puzzled as and he gestured to your pussy, leaking his cum.
You stared at your own pussy before registering what had taken place. He had ejaculated inside you. The thought made you blush profusely but you didn't say anything.
You clean up the mess with the tissue, wiping up the remnants of his release before tossing it in the trashcan.
"Your pussy looks so good, leaking my cum," Cillian says, admiring your visibly flushed face and damp hair.
"Why did you do that?" you ask, knowing full well that he intentionally removed the condom.
"I wanted to claim you," Cillian replies, his voice deep and resonant. "I needed to show you that you belong to me; that we are meant to be together," he told you while caressing your cheek gently with his thumb. "And now you are mine," he added confidently before forcefully kissing you again, his lips crushing yours hungrily till your body weakened under his passion.
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The runway -Part 1
Lenny Miller x reader (Cillian Murphy’s role in movie Anna)
Finally!!!! I’ve had this request for a while in my drafts and it’s turn for some Lenny Miller mini series.
@l1-l4 Andy I’m really sorry it took me so long to post this, but stories have their own time (at least to me), I loved your request since the very beginning so here it is finally, I think it would be perfect for a mini series, as there are several important points to reach, but I hope you like this! 💕
Special thanks @heidimoreton for the gifs help!! 🌷
Lenny poured himself a glass of wine and walked towards his bed. Loosening the knot of his tie, he flicked through the confidential file he got at the end of his day at the office. A new mission, after his last successful one where he rescued a diplomat that was caught in a zone of conflict, now he would have get inside of a world he didn’t know anything about; a model agency.
“Adam, yeah, sorry about calling this late.” He greeted the other man in the line.
Lenny heard him chuckling. “Shit boss, you know you’re not sorry.”
“You’re right, I’m not… I need you to get me all the information you can for a new mission.” Adam was young, but he worked hard at the office. “I’m after Anna and Y/N Y/LN.”
“The Runway sisters? They can be all you want, but they ain’t criminals, Lenny.”
Lenny frowned staring at the photographs they attached to the mission file.
“You know the rule number one right, Adam?”
“Don’t ask questions? Are there more rules?” Lenny could hear him typing fast. “All right, the sisters have a fashion show tomorrow night in NYC at seven, then they are going to have dinner at a new exclusive restaurant. I’m sending you their address, their gym schedule, the number of their dentist, the hair salon stylist, oh! And their assistant’s DNA.” Adam joked.
“Since you’re in such a good mood, get me a ticket to NYC, I’ll also need a seat on the fashion show and a table at that restaurant.”
Adam gasped. “The show is only by invitation by the designer and the restaurant had a one-year reservation RSVP, it’s full.”
“Oh, about the plane ticket? Since we’re hitting an elite world and the CIA’s got budget, make it a first-class seat. Good night Adam.”
Hanging up, he couldn’t take his eyes of Y/N photograph.
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“Miller.”
“Sir, I’m sorry for calling so early, I’m on my way to NYC. Just wanted to ask for your approval to take active part in the mission.”
“Elaborate.”
“Sir, these models only care for parties, designer bags, being covers for the magazines, they can mess up and ruin our work. We’d lose the invaluable progress we have.” The investigation was almost done, they just needed to take the leader down, they had all the targets drafted.
“What do you suggest?”
“Allow me to be their manager, that way I can guide them through the mission.”
“Do whatever you have to do to bring those bastards down.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
As he boarded on the plane, Lenny took the files from his briefcase, he continued studying the girls background. They were French citizens, but divided their time between London, NYC and Los Angeles.
Anna was the trouble maker, the party girl, drugs, alcohol, rebel without a cause, it was written all over her face as well as in the cover of so many gossip portals, a deep contrast with her sister, Y/N she had a career in business, ran her own shoe brand, was an ONU volunteer, part of a program to feed woman in trouble, they were practically the devil and the angel. But even though apparently, she was the good one, he was afraid she would be the one giving him more trouble.
Sipping on his coffee, he then went on to check Anna’s profile, according to the record, for some reason, she wasn’t taking the runway with her sister like they had done in the past so many times. Apparently nobody knew her location and Y/N had been covering her work recently, doing three runways in one day, press conferences and attending numerous social events.
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“Mr. Richardson, allow me to introduce myself.” Lenny extended his hand at the man. “I’m the new manager to the Y/LN sisters.”
Richardson looked at Lenny and let out a loud fake laugh. “No fucking way, those girls are pure gold, they’re making me earn a shit loads of money, you can get the girls that appear on the pedicure ads.”
Lenny took a look at his watch. “Perhaps I didn’t explain myself correctly.” When Richardson tried to open his drawer to get his weapon, Lenny smirked. “Don’t even bother, it’s not there anymore.”
And his smile grew as the phone started to ring.
“You can’t do that, I signed those girls.”
Lenny looked at him, he was starting to sweat.
“The VP of the agency gave me this.” Lenny informed Richardson and putting the sheet on his desk, he leaned back. “He mentioned he appreciated all your hard work and he would assign you to some model called Cara?”
“He can’t do that!” Richardson stood up, shouting. “I made this agency win millionaire contracts with those sisters!”
“Oh, he said you would bring that up that’s why I suggested you take the Hadid sisters instead.” Lenny’s eyebrows raised, his voice remained calm.
“In that case…”
A sick smile appeared in Richardson’s face. Lenny wanted to throw up.
Closing the button of his suit, Lenny walked to the door. “Don’t worry you can keep your office, I will choose another one.”
It was easier than he thought, this man was pulling the trigger by himself.
Now he needed to go to a fashion show.
Skipping the red carpet, Lenny walked around the building to get in, cameras flashing everywhere, waiters handling glasses of champagne, the mix of perfumes was making him feel sick. All the people looked the same; like they were starving themselves or they were suffering.
The loud music, people taking photographs, bodyguards whispering in the corner, reporters taking notes about the women taking the runway, he felt so out of place.
But soon, Lenny found his spot, it was at the end of the runway, right in the middle where the models would stop before walking back again.
The next thing he knew is the lights went down and the music changed to a dramatic tune. A silhouette was illuminated at the end of the runway, the curtain fell to the ground and revealed the woman behind it.
“That’s Y/N Y/LN.” Said someone on his right, talking to a camera and recording his message. “And she’s wearing Emilio Pucci’s emerald dream dress, the master piece of this collection, with-”
That was all Lenny heard, as Y/N started taking the runway he was completely mesmerized by her presence. His eyes were fixed on Y/N, her steps hitting the runway, her gaze never leaving a spot in front of her, barely blinking.
She moved with such elegance, not looking down to the floor, a serious expression on her features. The emerald dress hugged her figure beautifully, one of the arms was covered in beads that were shining every time it hit the lights, part of her skin was exposed as the piece was asymmetrical.
Lenny saw Y/N placing her hand on her hip and the way she snapped it to the side, made him lose the tie a little around his neck, then in a slow motion, she gave her back at him and she started to walk back right were she had started. Slowly, he let out the breath he didn’t know he had been holding.
Seeing all the details of her and the dress so close made him feel like the air had been kicked out from his body. It all happened in the blink of an eye and soon other models were taking the runway.
He lost count of how many they were, all looked the same but didn’t have the same presence Y/N showed off while doing the walk.
As the lights got down, all the models made a human wall at the sides of the platform, the music stopped and silver papers were thrown down from the ceiling as Y/N appeared once more hand linked to a man with white hair and bear dressed in a navy suit.
The pair walked mid runway and Y/N let go of his hand to start clapping as the rest of the people, then they shared two kisses on the cheek and walked back to disappear.
Lenny sighed and decided to take a walk backstage where he was greeted by models half naked, changing clothes, dresses and shoes all over the floor, cameras filming interviews, assistants going mad… it was a totally different thing from what he just saw.
“I’m looking for Y/N Y/LN.” He asked someone who was walking past him.
“Take the corridor, first door of the dressing rooms.”
Following the instructions, Lenny knocked on the door and a soft come in, invited him to open it. He was surprised to find the top model tidying up around, folding her clothes, she was now wearing a short dress in red tone with colorful beads, her hair free.
“Hi, how can I help you?” She asked when Lenny was lost for words, the pictures didn’t really do any justice to her beautiful features, and there was a genuine smile, in deep contrast to the serious poker face she showed while walking.
“I’m Leonard Miller… Lenny, your new manager.” He offered his hand to her, noticing how she was taller than him.
Y/N looked at him surprised accepting his hand.
“Nice to meet you, Lenny. I’m-”
“Y/N, I know… where’s your sister?”
That seemed to make her uncomfortable and she looked away.
“She didn’t feel well.”
“Is this a common thing? Do you take her place in other runways?”
Y/N shuddered. “Sometimes.”
Lenny decided to not make her feel uncomfortable on their first encounter. “You did it amazingly out there.”
His words seemed to get her attention because the smile grew again in her face.
“Thank you… that means a lot.”
Lenny wanted to ask her if she didn’t hear that often, but a woman appeared rushing Y/N out of the dressing room, demanding some time for an interview and other things he didn’t understand.
Giving him one last look, Y/N walked out, but she turned her head around. “I’ve a full day of work tomorrow, would you like to have breakfast?” She proposed. “To discuss the next projects?”
“Sure.” He was about to say that he’d be going to the same restaurant as her, but decided to keep his mouth shut.
The line to enter the restaurant of course was full, paparazzi across the street flashing, fans behind a barrier shouting, a limo stopped right in front of the main entrance, someone reached out to open the door and the crowd went really loud, the paparazzi wild as Y/N raised her hand and waved at them, a huge smile at the sound of her name. A couple greeted her and posed for a photographer, then they cut the ribbon and inaugurated officially the restaurant, as the people started to walk in, Lenny saw Y/N walking in the opposite direction, to the crowd, shaking hands with the people waiting, taking pictures with them, signing things, hugging those crying inconsolably.
Everything seemed pretty normal to Lenny, given her line of work, this was her world.
Until a man pulled her abruptly and Y/N screamed for help. Lenny was on her in mere seconds, helping her out, releasing her from the man, he held him by the collar of his shirt as security from the restaurant rushed to get him, just in time right before Lenny pulled out his gun.
“Are you alright?” He asked looking for any sign of injury. “Let’s get you out of here.”
“No, no… I signed this engagement a long time ago, I need to be there.” Y/N tried to catch her breath, feeling off for having all the eyes on her, the cameras started to flash suddenly in her face.
“Let her pass!” Lenny requested shoving the people around, an arm protectively on her back.
Once inside, Y/N left the scary moment behind, she greeted everyone, posed for endless photos and made Lenny ask himself how she could always keep the smile on her face, she didn’t seem to be tired, never made a face or said no to anyone. And once she finished with her affairs, she walked to the kitchen to thank the chef and staff. It was two hours later that he caught her coming from the ladies room.
“Perhaps it’s time to head home, Y/N.” Lenny stated firmly, hands inside the pockets of his suit.
“But I’ve to work, this isn’t my free time.”
But his hand was placed firmly in the middle of her back as he walked to the back of the restaurant.
“You’re awake since 6 o’clock, did an interview this morning, the runway and this, you need to rest.”
They drove in silence to her apartment, Y/N felt intoxicated by his lotion, it was so masculine. He had such an intriguing personality, totally different to her previous manager. She was so grateful for not having to work with Richardson anymore, she never liked the way he was always around when the girls were changing their clothes for photo shoots.
Y/N looked at him intensely. “How do you know?”
“I’m your manager now, remember? I’m supposed to know your schedule.”
“That’s why you had a gun?” She asked casually stepping inside her apartment. Lenny was taken aback by her question.
Lenny leaned against the door frame. He knew she would be a trouble. “I’ll tell you if you tell me where I can find your sister.”
Y/N looked away from his piercing blue eyes. “Thank you for helping me tonight.”
He offered her his business card, pointing out his personal number in case she needed something. “My pleasure.”
And with that, Lenny walked away, trying to force himself to stop thinking of that pair of kilometric legs.
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Part 2
Master list
Lenny blurbs
Ok Can we now talk about how gorgeous is that dress?!!? It’s an Emilio Pucci from the 2011 collection and I’ve been in love with it ever since 💚 just a random fact in case anyone is interested 😉
I hope you enjoy this Lenny series, you know it would mean a lot to know your thoughts about it 🥰 if you want to be added/removed from the tag list just let me know xx
Tag list @lyarr24 @runnning-outof-time @cillmequick @datewithgianni @cloudofdisney @gretelshelby @lespendy @onlydeadcells @fastfan @stevie75 @prettylittlehoneyeyesxoxo @esposadomd @cutecurly-hair @strayrockette @forbidden-forest-witch @ange-thoughts @elenavampire21 @forgottenpeakywriter @peakyscillian @babaohhhriley @moral-terpitude @mrkdvidal1989 @shelbydelrey @shaddixlife @sloanexx @cilliansangel @sydneyyyya
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‘ CRY BABY ’ cillian murphy mini series
༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ imagines inspired by melanie martinez’s album cry baby
tw. angst | age gap | mental health | heavy topics
LILY ‘crybaby’ MILLER
portrayed by ella purnell
༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ chapters:
• cry baby
• pacify her
• sippy cup
• training wheels
• soap
• cake
• play date
• mad hatter
#cillian murphy#cillian murphy imagine#cillian murphy x reader#cillian murphy x y/n#cillian x fem!reader#cillian fic#cillian x reader#crybaby#melanie martinez#cillian x y/n#cillian fanfic
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K’s Reading List — JANUARY
Hey there! Thanks for stumbling upon this reading list! I figured that as a way to support the lovely writers within this fandom that I’d compile a reading list of all of the stories I read over each month.
January was a wonderful month filled with incredible stories. Below is the list of stories that I read. I hope you will find some that you like as well!
As always, please make sure you heed to the warnings on each fic!!
💜 — denotes a story written for my 4K celebration
@garrison-girl-08
F*ck Buddies - Tommy Shelby x Reader (ongoing mini-series) — some parts contain 🔞 NSFW themes!
A Moment of Happiness - Tommy Shelby x Reader (mini-series)
Blind Date - Modern!Tommy Shelby x Reader (on-going series) — some parts contain 🔞 NSFW themes!
Paranoia - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@apricotg0rl
Dangerously yours - Tommy Shelby x Reader blurb
@cillmequick
Ignoble Sins - Tommy Shelby x Reader blurb
The Lockdown Sessions: Oppenheimer Edition - Cillian Murphy x Reader (on-going series) — all parts contain 🔞 NSFW themes!
Dangerous Liaisons - Tommy Shelby x Reader x Alfie Solomons — contains VERY 🔞 NSFW themes!
@darklydeliciousdesires
Devastating - Tommy Shelby x Reader blurb — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
First Bloom - Tommy Shelby x Reader blurb — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
Tommy Shelby x Reader blurb — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
John Shelby blurb
@call-sign-shark
Of Bending and Breaking - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@raincoffeeandfandoms
The Lonely Rose - Alfie Solomons x OC (Fairytale AU)
Anon - Alfie Solomons x OC blurb
@zablife
All Mine - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
Ada’s Tour of the Library - Ada Shelby & Reader — dark fic use caution!
@blueeyesandaflatcap
Inferno - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
@noforkingclue
Misunderstandings - Carmen Berzatto x Reader — from The Bear
@mayfieldss
Point Blank - Tommy Shelby x Reader
Girl Dinner - Carmen Berzatto x Reader — from The Bear
@hereforhalstead
Pretty Girl - Jay Halstead x Reader — from Chicago PD
Interrogation - Jay Halstead x Reader — from Chicago PD
@sublimecatgalaxy
Tommy Shelby Blurb
@heavencanbeaprisontoo
Luca Changretta Headcannons
@dearshelby
Dues ex machina - Arthur Shelby x Reader
@peakyscillian
Back On Watery Lane - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
@emotionalcadaver
Broken Pieces - Henry Wilson x OC — from Dunkirk
@toms-cherry-trees
Don’t Hold My Hand (I’ll Break Your Heart) - Tommy Shelby x OC (on-going series)
@calummss
John Shelby blurb
@disasterofastory
Haunt Me - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@cljordan-imperium
Tommy & Charlie blurb — 💜
@halsteadlover
Our Little Family - Jay Halstead x Reader — from Chicago PD
@padfootdaredmetoo
Fathers - Tommy Shelby & Finn Shelby
Sacrifice & Survive - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@saintmuses
“when she laughs, the heavens hum a stun gun lullaby” - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
“your breath in my face, your body close to me” - William Killick x Reader — from The Edge of Love
@red-riding-wood
Lost in the Rhythm - Tommy Shelby x Reader — 💜
@writeroutoftime
Tommy Shelby x Reader blurb
@peakyscillian
Lazy Mornings - Modern!Tommy Shelby x Reader blurb — contains slight 🔞 NSFW themes!
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Everything But You
Pairing = Cillian Murphy x OC
Summary = Brianna is a young 19 year old getting ready to start her first year at Cork University to study Law. On her night out to celebrate she meets a man who will change her life in the best possible way.
Warnings = Language, Grammar, Implied cheating - however no cheating.
Word Count = 2265
Note = This idea has been rattling in my brain for the past week and I have heard to get it out. This will be a mini series of 90s Cillian. So he is in his band and getting ready to attend College. There will be smutty smut further on, I don’t expect it to be any longer than ten parts. :)
Enjoy.
Today had been a bittersweet morning for me. On one side, the happy side, I was accepted to study law in the University of Cork. A dream of mine since I was a little girl. Becoming a lawyer and following in the footsteps of my father and his father before him, my grandfather. I was carrying on the tradition and was excited to do so.
The bad news was I was rejected again by Riverdance, there was still no open spots. Performing in Riverdance was another dream of mine, not a lifelong dream like becoming a lawyer. But god did I love to dance.
I had developed a love of it at such a young age thanks to my mother. She was an Irish dancer herself and she taught me everything I needed to know. She was my number one fan, always at the meets, the competitions, the practices. Always supporting me.
With her help I became World Irish Dancer Champion twice, Ireland’s Champion four times and European Champion six times and that was only my major accomplishments.
When I turned sixteen however, I lost her to cancer. She was only 46.
Putting the rejection out of my mind for now, I finished the last touches of my makeup. Pumping myself up for a night out with the girls to celebrate my acceptance into College.
I had invited my boyfriend of two years Andrew tonight but he hadn’t responded to my request, instead he just changed the subject if I brought it up. So I doubted very much that I would see him.
“Enjoy your night love” My father, Seamus smiled, shaking his wet hands into the sink in the kitchen.
“Thank you dad, don’t wait up” I kissed the side of his cheek before bounding out of the kitchen and out into the taxi where my best friend Aoife was waiting, our other friends already at the club.
Arriving at the Hawaiian club just before 8pm, the place was already picking up with partygoers, looking to drink and dance away their stresses from the week. Weaving our way through the crowd we found our friends at a table towards the back, right next to the toilets.
“There she is, Miss Law” Billy raised his rum and coke at us as soon as we arrived. Marion and Aoife letting out wild coyote screams in excitement for me.
“Thank you” I grinned accepting a one arms hug from Marion before sitting down while Aoife got the drinks in.
*****
Feeling the buzz of the alcohol, I was dancing in my seat, swaying my upper body side to side when I glanced towards the bathroom, just as a young man no older than myself emerged from behind the white door.
His hair was long, reaching just past his ears. He was wearing a black shirt with some dark jeans but what captured my attention the most was the majestic blue eyes that seemed to scan the room before resting on my own.
I felt my mouth drop and go dry as he passed a table, sending a wink in my direction. He was probably one of the most attractive men I had seen in my life, celebrities sex icons included.
“Ohfft he was fit.” Aoife barked in my ear noticing the mysterious blue eyed man as well. Turning to face her, she had a mischievous smirk on her face and was biting her bottom lip. “You should go talk to him.”
“No way” I blushed looking down at the drink my lap. Lifting it to my mouth I decided to chew on the plastic straw, trying to hide my embarrassment.
“I won’t tell if you won’t.”
“I’m not like that Aoife” I shook my head, placing the tall glass on the table. My mind instantly went to Andrew. He was nice, our relationship was nice.
He just didn’t have time for me, not right now anyway. Medical school was becoming hectic, he had to study hard to earn his license. At least, this was what I would tell myself whenever I felt alone in the relationship.
“That boy is a waste of your time Brie.” Aoife spoke with a deep scowl on her face, she never liked Andrew. She claimed she could sense an aura around him. She couldn’t describe it but it wasn’t a good one.
Whereas our friend Marion believed he felt like he was better than everyone around him and it was only recently I had saw what she meant. Lately it had seemed like, I wasn’t worth his time nor effort.
“Like where is he? Where is he tonight? He is off, don’t try and tell me otherwise.” Aoife continued, pointing her finger in my direction for emphasis, little did she know her tone of voice was all she truly needed.
“How do you know he is off?” I asked, watching Marion return with a tray full of shots. My eyes going wide at the thought of having to take one, shots were never my thing.
“Remember Calvin, his hot ass friend from the other night.” She wiggled her eyebrows at me, accepting a shot glass from Marion and knocking it back in one.
“Aoife, they were for a toast. God sake, control yourself.” Marion scolded stomping her heeled foot in annoyance before giving her another, this time with a warning look to wait.
“Don’t be a downer…It’s a celebration Mar.” Aoife yelled, sticking her tongue out at the brunette who simply rolled her eyes. “I slept with him, have him in the palm of me hand. Got him to send me their work schedule.”
“Why?” I asked, taking the shot Marion was offering me, nodding my head in thanks.
“To prove to you he is a worthless piece of shit who can’t even make the effort to come see his girlfriend on the day she starts her dream.” Aoife voice was raised as she spoke, catching the attention of Billy and Marion.
“We talking about Andrew?” Marion commented with a raised eyebrow of her own. “You can do so much better girly, you need a man who actually wants to spend time with you and puts in the time.”
“I get it none of you like Andrew” I sighed, bringing the shot glass to my lips and taking the tiniest sip of the Lemon Drop shot.
“I don’t mind him, honey.” Billy raised his hand with the shot into the air. “He is nice to look at, but you can do so much better.” He pouted his lips before taking the shot.
“Why are you only telling me this now? I could have saved a whole year of my life not being with him if you think he treats me so badly.” I huffed, taking a large sip of the shot, grimacing at its taste.
“He was your first college boo we wanted you to see it through but you are heading to law school now girl. Raise your standards like they raise the bar…” Aoife cackled looking around the group with a wide smile. “Did you get my lawyer joke?”
“Hilarious” I glared with a cheeky smile. Looking down at my drink noticing I needed a refill. Asking the other’s for their drink requests I made my way to the bar and stood at the side waiting patiently to be served.
“I’m Cillian.” The handsome man from the bathroom appeared next to me. His hand outstretched ready for me to shake.
Up close he was incredibly handsome. Light brown freckles dusted across his face, he had the plumpest lips I had ever seen and those eyes, oh my god those eyes, up this close. I could feel myself getting lost.
“Brianna, my friends call me Brie though.” I smiled, taking his hand in mine.
I expected him to shake it but instead, he raised it to his lips placing a tender kiss along each of my knuckles. His eyes never leaving mine as he did, a blush slowly creeping it’s way onto my cheeks.
“Brianna, beautiful name.” He nodded taking my hand from his lips but not quite letting it go, instead opting to hold it close to his chest. “I don’t want to be friends with you but can I call you Brie?” He smirked, mischief dancing in his eyes.
“You may call me Brie but friends is all you are going to get. I’m seeing someone.”
“Ahh, no” He acted, throwing his free hand over his chest, face contorting into fake pain at my words. “I’m not surprised though, beautiful girl like you.” He returned, with a smile.
“You should be an actor, your skills are on point.” I laughed shaking my head, turning to see where the barman was but he had yet to make his way over to me, serving the other end of the bar first.
“You think?” He asked, taking a sip of his Guinness that I hadn’t noticed was sitting on the bar edge on till now. “I’ll just quit my band now and go into acting then because you said so.”
“Oh my god no, don’t take my word for it.” I blushed looking down at the grimy worktop. I heard Cillian chuckle next to me, his hand coming into my vision sliding along the countertop, fingers tapping against the sticky wood. “So your in a band?”
“Indeed you should come watch us play sometime.” He nodded, taking his eyes from me and looking down at the bar. “We are called The Sons of Mr. Green Genes.”
“Such a strange name.” I mused bringing his attention back towards mine, his blue eyes felt like they were staring through to my soul. For some reason, I felt naked under his gaze. “For a band I mean.”
“What? You don’t like it?” He asked feigning hurt again.
“I didn’t say that now did I?” I challenged back with an eyebrow of my own raised.
“Touché.” Cillian laughed, dropping his chin towards his chest before turning towards me, forearm resting on the edge of the worktop. “Where is this lucky man of yours then?”
“He… I honestly do not know.” I shake my head, something inside of me deciding not to defend Andrew. “Hi, can I get two rums and cokes, one pint of Harp and a vodka coke. Do you want anything?” I ordered turning to Cillian when the barman eventually made his way towards me.
“Um no I’m good thanks” Cillian shook his head. “I don’t know why I was expecting at least one of those drink orders to be a fruity cocktail, you surprised me.”
“How do you know one of those drinks are mine? I could just be waiting for you to leave before ordering the cocktail.”
“That is true.” Cillian nodded, leaning towards me that little bit closer so his forearm brushed up against my own. “Except there is only four of you at your table and you ordered four drinks. Simple maths.”
“Your rather observant.”
“It’s’ a skill I have obtained for the longest time. Helps keep me out of trouble.”
“Do you get in trouble a lot?”
“Ah, you’ll have to give me your number to find that out” He winked, a cocky grin returning to his face.
Drawing my bottom lip between my teeth, I watched his eyes drop down to my lips and back towards my eyes, his action deepening the blush in my cheeks. No man has ever made me blush or feel as giddy as this man right here in front of me.
“I told you…”
“You have a guy, I know. I wouldn’t put you in a uncomfortable position but I do like you. We can be friends. Come on, what’s the worst that could happen?” He asked, the cheeky glint never leaving his eyes.
“I thought you weren’t interested in becoming friends.”
“Arghh you remembered.” He exaggerated throwing his head back. I could help but laugh as I watched his soft, deep brown hair floating back. “Alright fine, no number. This time, but come to the Taphouse, Saturday night for 8pm. My band is playing, you’ll enjoy it.”
“How do you know what I enjoy Cillian?”
“It’s like a sixth sense” He mused with a squint in his eyes. Hands moving up to draw circles around his temples. “I’ll see you Saturday?” He questioned finishing his Guinness and slamming the now empty glass on the counter.
“See you Saturday Cillian.” I nodded, a huge grin making its way onto my face as he pumped his arms in the air before weaving his way through the crowd to head towards the exit.
A group of his friends stood waiting for him, some older, some younger but all smirking and nudging their friend with their arms as soon as he reached them. Before he left, Cillian took one last look in my direction, sending another wink my way. Then he was gone.
“Miss” A voice broke me from my trance like state, glancing over my shoulder I noticed the barman had placed all my drinks on a tray in front of me, his hands outstretched for a payment.
Handing over a £10 note, I grabbed the tray, ignoring my change as I made my way back to my table, my friends wondering what had taken so long but I just smiled, shaking my head at them as my mind wondered to Cillian.
How was it possible to feel so wanted after a ten minute conversation with a complete stranger when I had been with Andrew for two years and felt nothing as close as this.
#cillian murphy#cillian murphy fanfic#cillian murphy fanfiction#cillian#cillianmurphy#cillian fluff#original character#cillian x reader#cillian x fem!reader
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name one interest other than Louis and the upcoming documentary and tour that you’re excited about or following? completely non Louis related. want to get to know my fellow louies better ☺️
ohhh! hmmmm... this is about to be very random hehe
Saturday I'm making a tiramisu for a diner with friends (eating raclette), it's the second time I'm making one and this time I have coffee liquor (last time I didn't so I had to use maple syrup liquor lol #canada)(i've been told you can also use Grand Marnier, fyi). Last time it was super good so I'm really excited to eat it again! Btw everyone says it's 'so easy to make' but they're lyiiing like! it's not hard but it's not banana bread easy!
In March, for my birthday, I'm going to spend the weekend in Montréal with some friends, going to the spa, brunch, café, yaddi yadda and going to see Inhaler! I'm really excited!! Then in September I'm going to see Arctic Monkeys in Montréal and Vancouver (and maybe Toronto)! I'm looking forward to planning some local trips for the summer - as well as my trip to Red Rocks!
As for pop culture stuff, I'm looking forward to Daisy Jones and the Six (tv series on Prime), the new season of Ted Lasso, reading Emily Saint John Mandel's new book.... I haven't kept up with upcoming movies, but whenever that nuclear bomb movie with Cillian Murphy will be out I'll go see it! Also WHEN is the next season of The Witcher coming out I NEED to see more Henry Cavill with long hair. Also random but this week I was reminded that Michael B. Jordan is a very good looking man!!
Finally one of my interests recently has been buying and trying new make up - trying to find the right combo of lipliner and lipstick. And then taking random selfies to show off (to no one) said make up.
Oh also I've been doing Wordle every day for weeks and now doing the Mini crossword too - and let me tell you, doing crosswords in your second language is quite a challenge!
So there you go! :) thanks for the lovely ask! <3
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TOP SHOWS PART ONE
Okay here’s a list of my top shows, in no particular order, based on rewatchability, acting, cinematography, writing, surprising moments, and overall season by season/series satisfaction
HEARTSTOPPER
Perfect 10/10 A+ emotional fluff serotonin producing GORGEOUSNESS. The casting, writing, directing, acting, music choices, cinematography, and impact could not be improved in any way. I cannot wait for s02!! Queer joy forever 💖💖💖 Nick and Charlie are my children now and need to be protected at all costs.
SENSE8
One of the most unique, stunning, surprising, and satisfying shows I’ve ever seen. A+ 10/10 would not change anything (except how it got cancelled, fuck off Netflix). ALSO QUEER JOY FOREVER 💕💕💕💕 The Wachowskis are goddesses of film making sorry it’s true I don’t make the rules.
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
It’s kickass, it’s groundbreaking, it’s funny, it’s campy, it’s sad, and the 90s fashions are ON FUCKING POINT. It’s a classic for a goddamn reason okay??? For a show about supernatural beings it manages to be one of the most human and relatable things I’ve ever watched.
PEAKY BLINDERS
A show about working class gangsters with a Roma background set in Birmingham England right after WWI?? YES PLEASE. Amazing acting and costume design and a whole lot of ‘what the fuck just happened?!’ moments. Come for Cillian Murphy as Tommy Shelby, stay for Helen McRory as Aunt Polly. Cause she’s a baddaassssss.
LEVERAGE
Found family found family found family!! A show that manages to take 5 main characters on arcs that end in better places than they started, which is so so refreshing. Incredible acting, and plots that manage to combine humor and gut punches with a slight hint of camp (aka my happy place). Added bonus for calling out capitalism and corruption without seeming too overbearing. 10/10 A+ no notes.
BLACK SAILS
Technically it’s a prequel to Treasure Island set during the Golden Age of Piracy; realistically it’s a hell of a lot more surprising, heartbreaking, and GAY than that. Another show that manages to make you go ‘what the fuck?!’ at every turn. A+ costumes and cinematography. And the characters themselves are so complex and intriguing; they’re angry and defiant and have a relatable ‘we’re gonna lose this war but we WILL make it an end to remember’ energy. Also Toby Stephens as Captain Flint. I mean. GODDAMN.
BONES
Probably the most ‘normal’ show on this list but like. IT IS SO GOOODDDD. The cases are well done, the cast of characters is interesting, the music is on point and so poignant, and the finale is satisfying. Do they have some misses along the way? Yeah for sure. It ran for 11 seasons it’s not really a surprise there were some problems. But they also had great representation for an early 2000s show (Cam, a black woman, running the lab, Angela being bisexual), great plot arcs, and some of the best individual television episodes I’ve ever seen (Gravedigger anyone? Judas on a Pole?) Plus these 2. I just love them so much.
AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER
Where do I even start with this one? Cool world building? Check. Awesome animation and design? Check. A wide variety of characters, especially nuanced and non stereotypical female ones? Absolutely! ATLA will make you laugh, cry, and think about the world, all in one episode. Then there’s Zuko. His arc is just one of the best examples of character growth ever seen on TV. I love this show as much as the cabbage merchant loves his cabbages. 10/10 A+.
NORTH AND SOUTH (BBC)
If you love period dramas but are sick of shows that focus exclusively on upper crust rich people problems, watch this 2004 mini series. It’s based on an 1850s novel by Elizabeth Gaskell and follows the story of a girl who grew up in the countryside in the south of England but then moves to the grittier, darker, more industrial north. There’s in your face poverty, worker’s strikes, political upheaval and a whole lot more. It’s fabulous. Brendan Coyle and Richard Armitage star and let me tell you, RICHARD IS IMMACULATE. It also features the BEST ONSCREEN KISS OF ALL TIME I MEAN JFC LOOK AT THAT JAWLINE I AM DEAD.
BROOKLYN 99
Aaaaahhhhh this show!! It’s diverse, it’s poignant, it’s clever, it laughs at toxic masculinity, it’s quotable af, it’s a sitcom that proves you don’t have to be an asshole to be hilarious. The ensemble is lovable, the relationships are on point and oh, did I mention it’s HELLA QUEER? 10/10 everyone go watch.
HONORABLE MENTIONS
Doctor Who
I love particular seasons of it but not every doctor or season soooo I can’t really say it’s a favorite all time overall show. Ninth and Tenth Doctor tho? THOSE ARE MY BOYS.
Merlin
I know I know I know - how is it not a top show when 60% of my blog is Merthur? Idk man. I’ve only watched it once and I really like to live in the fic universe more. Sorry. Maybe I’ll do a rewatch and my feelings will change but until then…🤷🏻♀️ I still love you Colin and Bradleyyyyyy.
Good Omens
Another show that I’ve only watched once. I absolutely ADORE the Aziraphale and Crowley dynamic but I don’t really care about the rest of the show or characters? So I can get all the ineffable spouses cuteness I need from fic. I am looking forward to s02 though!
The White Queen
Based on a Philippa Gregory novel, this is another Tudoresque historical drama telling the story of Elizabeth Woodville and the Wars of the Roses. The acting is really good and the pacing well done. I’ve watched it a few times and really enjoyed it.
#tv#about the blog#about me#long post#long post for ts#wow a lot these shows are hella queer aren’t they#HMMM I WONDER WHY THAT COULD BE#lol#my post#mine#queeranomaly#nelsonandspringforever#if you guys need new shows I guess these are kind of recs!!
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ONE SHOT: THE CASTING COUCH
PART ONE OF THE DARK & SEXY SERIES
NOTE: This is a series of one shots and mini series for Cillian Murphy & Tommy Shelby in which he acts totally off-canon. Most of these shots are very dark in nature and you should read their individual warnings. All of these shots are requests from readers. Co-written with @darkshelbyfiction
PAIRING: CILLIAN MURPHY X VIRGIN READER
WARNING: DUB-CON, BLACKMAIL, LOSS OF VIRGINITY
"Thank you for coming over Cillian, and for helping me out with my rehearsals," you said after opening the door for him. You hesitated, your eyes glancing at the untidy mess strewn around, hoping he wouldn't notice how disorganized you were. You were still young and inexperienced when it came to acting and life in general and had recently finished filming your first movie under Cillian's guidance.
"No problem, Y/N," Cillian replied smoothly, stepping inside your apartment with a confident swagger. "I was looking forward to it," he told you and you nodded silently, forcing out a smile.
"Great! Well, let me just clear up a bit of space here," you murmured, quickly moving clutter off your couch and onto the floor.
You noticed that Cillian took note of this odd behavior, raising an eyebrow curiously. His gaze lingered on your body, taking in every curve and line.
"You know you've got a lot of competition to get this role," he stated matter-of-factly. It sounded like advice rather than a threat, but there was something strange about his tone.
"I know," you mumbled back, shifting uncomfortably on your feet. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes, Cillian," you told him and he smiled, the corners of his lips quirking upwards slightly.
"Whatever it takes, huh?" Cillian mused thoughtfully, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair from your face. His touch was gentle, almost tender, and you could feel your skin tingle beneath his fingers.
"Yeah, I really want this part," you admitted quietly, meeting his gaze directly with your big eyes. There was something magnetic and yet uneasy about his presence, drawing you in despite your better judgment.
"Well, I can help you with that," Cillian offered with a knowing grin. "But I need something in return," he added, his voice dropping low to a husky whisper.
You swallowed hard, feeling a wave of trepidation wash over you. "What do you mean by that?" you asked innocently, squirming under his steady gaze.
"Come on Y/N, you are a smart girl, aren't you?" Cillian asked with a playful smirk. "I am sure you know what I want," he continued, running his fingers through your soft hair.
Your heart raced in your chest as you struggled to find the right words. "Look, Cillian, I appreciate you giving me this opportunity, but I don't think I can go there," you finally managed to say.
His eyes narrowed slightly, assessing your resolve. "You know that roles like these don't come along often, especially when you're starting out in this business," he explained coolly. "It's all about connections. And trust me," Cillian said, his voice dropping even lower—a soft purr against your ear, "I have plenty of those."
"I will touch you, down there, if you like, but I won't sleep with you. I never had sex before, so..." You hesitated, unsure how to express yourself. Your voice trembled as you tried to maintain composure. "I mean, I am not ready and..." you suggested cautiously.
Cillian's gaze intensified, locking onto yours as he interrupted you mid-sentence.
"Y/N, I want to fuck you properly," Cillian explained calmly, watching your reaction carefully. "You either take it or leave it," he whispered softly, leaning closer. "But if you want to have this role, then you'll have to make some sacrifices."
The air between you felt thick and heavy, charged with an electric tension neither of you dared to confront. Cillian was older, far more experienced in both acting and life, but there was something that made you feel uneasy about his request, despite your attraction towards him.
"But I have never done anything like this before," you insisted feebly, your voice barely above a whisper. "I'm not ready," you pleaded, clinging onto hope that he would relent.
"I didn't ask if you were ready," Cillian retorted sharply, his eyes flashing dangerously. "I asked if you wanted the role," he reminded you coldly, crossing his arms defensively.
"Yes, I do," you agreed hurriedly, eager to appease him.
"Good, then we understand each other," Cillian said confidently, stepping closer. "Now I will try to make this as comfortable for you as I possible can," he promised, his voice low and soothing. "Take off your clothes," he then commanded abruptly, staring intently at you.
You hesitated, biting your lip nervously. The silence hung heavily between you two, making your palms sweat. But the prospect of achieving your dream outweighed any doubts or fears you may have had. So without further hesitation, you began undressing, shedding layer after layer until only your panties remained.
Cillian watched your transformation with rapt attention, his gaze lingering on your exposed flesh. His eyes gleamed with lustful desire, sending shivers down your spine.
You stood naked before him, completely vulnerable, as he appraised your curves and lines.
"Such a beautiful young woman," he muttered, admiring your form. "You're perfect for this role and many others, if you play your cards right."
He stepped closer, reaching out to trace a finger along your collarbone. You flinched slightly, bracing yourself for what was to come.
"Relax, darling," he cooed, his voice deepening. "I will be gentle with you."
He placed a strong hand on your shoulder, guiding you gently backwards until you reached the edge of your study desk, the wood now pressing into your lower back.
You felt nervous, his proximity threatening to overwhelm you.
"Just relax, Y/N," he reassured you, his voice a soothing balm to your anxious nerves. "We're going to take things slow, okay?" He reached down and scooped you up in his arms, placing you delicately upon the desk. Your knees wobbled with uncertainty, but you forced yourself to stay upright.
Cillian stepped away, leaving you in nothing but your panties. His eyes trailed over your entire body, scrutinizing your vulnerability.
"Sit up straight," he instructed firmly, reaching out to adjust your posture. You complied obediently, clutching the tabletop tightly.
"Don't worry," he consoled you, his voice calm and collected. "This will hurt a little, but everything will be fine." You looked doubtful, swallowing a lump in your throat. But you knew you couldn't turn back now.
As he moved closer, you saw his eyes sparkle mischievously. "Lets take a look at this little virgin hole of yours, shall we?" Cillian murmured, trailing a finger along your inner thigh. You instinctively jerked away, causing him to chuckle.
"No need to be shy, love," he teased, reaching out again to stroke your knee. You didn't respond, instead opting to close your eyes, focusing on breathing deeply.
"Alright, alright," Cillian sighed, removing his hand. "Why don't you lay back for me, baby?" Cillian says, his voice thick with seduction.
You gulp, your palms sweating profusely now. The anticipation builds within you, and fear mixed with excitement dances across your veins. Despite the situation, you can't deny the urge to surrender to Cillian's will. To submit completely to his desires. After all, you remind yourself, this is your ticket to stardom.
"Are you sure about this?" Cillian asks, concern etching his features. "You know I would never force you, Y/N."
"I know," you reply weakly, mustering a thin smile. "It's just that I-- I've never, uh, I am nervous," you murmured.
"I know," Cillian murmurs, reaching out to cup your cheek before running his fingers over your stomach, stopping again at the hem of your cotton panties.
Hooking his fingers into the hem, Cillian pulled them downwards, exposing your most intimate area to his hungry gaze.
A groan escaped him as he stared hungrily at your swollen pussy, nestled between smooth thighs. "So fucking gorgeous," he breathed reverently, reaching out to trace your slit delicately.
"And so small," he chuckled, his fingertip circling your entrance. "But don't worry, I will manage to work my cock into you, baby," he assured you, his tone laced with confidence. Your breath hitched, the anticipation mounting within you. "You see, I've been waiting for this moment ever since I laid eyes on you," he confessed, stroking your cheek lovingly. Your heart pounded in your chest, the thrill of being desired by such an experienced man overwhelming you. "In fact, I've fantasized about you countless times," he whispered, leaning in closer.
"My cock is already throbbing with anticipation, imagining your tight pussy wrapped around it." He ran a finger down your belly, tracing the path it would soon follow.
Cillian then reached for the pocket of his jeans to retrieve a condom, which he placed onto the desk beside you before unbuckling his belt.
He then slid his pants down, revealing an impressive erection, rock-hard and ready for action.
Leaking pre-cum, it stood tall and proud, a testament to his arousal. You couldn't help but stare at it, mesmerized and concerned all at the same time.
"I don't know..." you started to stammer, but Cillian put a finger against your lips.
"Shh," he hushed. "It will only hurt for a moment. I promise," he told you as he picked up the condom and opened the wrapper.
As he rolled it onto his throbbing member, you couldn't help but glance at that massive erection standing erect, a symbol of raw masculinity. It seemed almost intimidating and you closed your eyes, overwhelmed by the intensity of this situation. You knew what was expected of you, but somehow the reality of submitting to Cillian scared you.
"Open your legs for me, sweetheart," Cillian said softly, interrupting your thoughts. He reached out to pull you open, spreading your bare thighs apart to reveal your moistened folds. You whimpered, arching your back involuntarily as he touched you.
"You've got a tight little hole, haven't you?" he commented casually, brushing aside your tears with callous indifference. "It's good though—it means you're going to feel every inch of me," he added.
"Just relax, Y/N," he urged you once more, positioning himself between your legs. You shut your eyes some more, concentrating on slowing your racing heartbeat when you felt the head of his cock press against your wetness.
"I'm going to enter you now, baby," he murmured before slowly pushing the tip of his cock inside you. You gasped loudly, squeezing your eyes shut as the burning sensation spread throughout your body.
"Ssh, it's alright. Just let me in," Cillian murmured. You let out a yelp as he pushed harder, your eyes widening in shock as he stretched you.
"You're doing great," Cillian encouraged you, easing the head of his cock deeper into you while looking down in between your bodies, enjoying the sight of his cock slowly opening you up.
"The head is in," he whispered triumphantly, watching the initial resistance crumble before the persistent pressure of his manhood. "Now, I'm about to stretch you out some more," he warned, the anticipation building with every word.
You writhed helplessly on the desk, your eyes squeezed shut, your grip tightening on the wooden surface beneath you.
"Just breathe," Cillian comforted you, his fingers caressing your cheek. "It's going to burn for a second, but it'll pass," he promised, his tone soothing.
You took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of his shaft sliding inside you as he inched forward. Each thrust drove deeper, stretching you wider. The pain was intense, but you bit your lip to hold back your groans.
"That's it, baby," he praised. "You're doing great. Just a few more inches and I'll be fully inside you," he told you, his eyes locked on yours. "Can you feel it? My cock stretching you wider with each push," he whispered, his voice sending chills down your spine. "That's right, baby," he encouraged you, watching as the muscles of your vagina contracted around his shaft. "Just a little more," he growled, his movements becoming more forceful.
His cock felt huge inside you, filling you up entirely as he took your innocence, the head of his cock hitting your cervix with each thrust.
"You feel so good," he moaned, his cock twitching in response to your tightness. "I could cum right now," he groaned, grinding his hips against yours before pulling out abruptly. "But I want to enjoy this for a little longer. Turn around," Cillian demanded, reaching out to spin you around on the desk.
"I want to fuck you from behind," he said before thrusting his length back into you. "Spread your legs wider," he ordered, and you did as he asked, your cheeks reddening from embarrassment as he increased his pace.
Cillian's cock throbbed inside you, filling you up completely. He withdrew a little, teasing you with shallow thrusts. "Mmm," he moaned approvingly, running his hands up and down your body. "You're so hot like this," he whispered, pulling on your nipples roughly while watching his cock plunge in and out of your swollen pussy. "I can tell you're getting used to me," he observed, grabbing your ass and pulling you closer, impaling you on his erection. "Getting tighter, too," he noted, grinning wickedly. "It's like you're trying to squeeze me," he joked, bucking his hips wildly until he was balls-deep inside you.
"Fuck!" he shouted, his cock throbbing painfully. "I might cum too quick," he muttered, grabbing your waist tightly.
"I've been thinking about this for so long," he confessed, his breath hot and heavy in your ear.
"Such a good girl," he rasped, thrusting deeper into you. "Tighter than I imagined," he groaned, digging his fingers into your hips. "I bet you're going to be a real star one day," he praised, slamming into you harder. "This isn't going to be easy, Y/N," he warned, his voice strained. "But I've got faith in you," he said, punctuating each word with a brutal thrust before pulling out abruptly and ordering you onto your knees.
"You are going to swallow my load now, baby," he barked, your ears ringing with the harsh command. "If you want to become a star, that is," he added ominously, pulling off the condom and then holding his cock firmly in his fist while he guided it toward your mouth.
"Oh no, please," you begged, shaking your head in protest.
"Open up," Cillian ordered sternly, guiding your jaw wide while aiming his cock at your mouth. He then shoved his cock into your mouth, gagging you instantly.
"Good girl," he said gruffly, his fingers gripping your chin tightly. You whimpered, unable to speak as he fucked your mouth mercilessly.
"I am going to pour my seed right down your throat now," he ordered, his voice muffled by your gag reflex as he started to groan loudly. "Here it comes," he announced, his cock swelling and pulsing with pleasure as he released his load directly into your mouth.
You gagged inadvertently, your eyes watering from the sudden influx of semen as you swallowed his essence and, going by the sounds he made, he was clearly pleased by your efforts.
"That's good. Drink my seed," he grunted, withdrawing his cock from your mouth. "Swallow it all down," he ordered, watching you struggle to catch your breath.
"Fucking fantastic," he then complimented, patting your head affectionately. "There's a good girl," he cooed, handing you a wad of tissues to clean off before pulling up his pants.
"Now, we start shooting next week," he informed you, checking his watch. "You did well, but I really got to run," he grinned, kissing your forehead lightly. "I'll text you our schedule tomorrow," he confirmed before saying his farewell.
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꒷꒦꒷ WORKS IN PROGRESS ꒷꒦꒷
lmao these wips are so old so please don’t hold me to them. all content here may or not be 18+, so please keep an eye on the descriptions once they are posted. asks about these wips in my inbox won’t make me mad btw
[ UPDATED: FEB 18TH | RETURN TO THE NAVIGATION HERE ]
BENICIO DEL TORO
THE CLINK.
Finding yourself in jail, detective Jack Rafferty is the only one with the power to release you for your petty crime—but only if you do him a favor first.
RATING — MATURE & EXPLICIT
PAIRING — jack rafferty x gender-neutral! reader
GENRE(S) — drabble, smut
STATUS — ...
CHRIS EVANS
HEAVEN’S ON FIRE.
In the midst of getting clean, Mike Weiss finds the number to a sex therapist hotline, becoming quickly enthralled by your voice and the new high that can keep him clean for good—sex with you.
RATING — MATURE & EXPLICIT
PAIRING — mike weiss x gender-neutral! reader
GENRE(S) — fic, romance, angst, smut
STATUS — ...
CILLIAN MURPHY
THE COUNT DOWN.
An influx of time had become available to all of those in the low income living spaces, and you were finally given the chance to go after the one person who had taken more time and love from you than any other: the timekeeper, Raymond Leon.
RATING — MATURE & EXPLICIT
PAIRING — raymond leon x gender-neutral! reader
GENRE(S) — fic, exes! au, romance, angst, smut
STATUS — ...
NORMAN REEDUS
SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY.
As an aggressive killer takes over the already violent city of your hometown, you are partnered with senior homicide detective Norman Riley to begin retrieving answers. But as time passes and danger lies around every corner, you begin questioning who the true crime-makers are—the killers on the streets, or the cops who cover them up—even if it places your partner in the line of fire and chances everything you have with him.
RATING — MATURE & EXPLICIT
PAIRING — norman riley x gender-neutral! reader
GENRE(S) — fic, partners in crime! au, crime, romance, angst, smut
STATUS — ...
ULTIMATUMS.
Constantly attracted to the unloved, your fleeting affair with a ranch-owner on vacation named Diego begins to finally slip away into nothing as he is positioned with moving back home or staying by your side.
RATING — MATURE & EXPLICIT
PAIRING — diego x gender-neutral! reader
GENRE(S) — fic, romance, angst, smut
STATUS — ...
PEDRO PASCAL
FULL THROTTLE.
Your job was to reassure the organization that Whiskey wasn't a threat, to make sure his head was in the right place. It wasn't entirely your fault that his head had fallen elsewhere, or that he had become just as fixated on you as you were on him.
RATING — MATURE & EXPLICIT
PAIRING — whiskey x gender-neutral! reader
GENRE(S) — mini-series?, romance, angst, smut
STATUS — ...
WHAT WILL YOU DO FOR ME?
He was simply a figment of your imagination, a voice in your ears as he aligned every thread of your life to lead right to him. But as Dio’s interest in you turns into obsession, he begins realizing he needs you more than you need him.
RATING — MATURE & EXPLICIT
PAIRING — dio x gender-neutral! reader
GENRE(S) — fic, psychological thriller, romance, smut
STATUS — ...
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Behind the scenes- Anthropoid
Cillian Murphy x reader
Summary: Cillian goes to a shooting camp to learn to use the weapons he will need as part of his role for the movie Anthropoid as Josef Gabcík, finding more than just a lesson.
So, I got this request wrong and for some reason my mind could only picture the idea of Cillian preparing for his role in the film Anthropoid (because I loved the movie), but when I re-read the request I realized it was meant to be for another character-sorry to whoever requested, my covid consequences messed up my mind… I’m going to be working the original idea and turn this into a mini series (?) for different roles and different circumstances. 😊
And the most important thing is, I’m writing this for myself not worrying or caring for the outcome anymore, not looking at the numbers or interaction just like I did when I started posting, writing it because I simply enjoy it, anything else is a bonus 🍀
Cillian looked outside the window as the vehicle drove through a desert part of the city, the script on his lap. It was a fascinating character, a man with a strong view, determination and a bravery he thought was admirable.
Jamie was sleeping in the seat next to him in the van, they were going to a ranch outside the city for a shooting lesson. Even though the weapons they would use in the film aren’t real, they needed to get familiar with the way to position the gun, how to prepare it, hold it…
It was the finest details that made him fall in love with the character.
After driving for a little over an hour, the finally arrived to the ranch, it was a huge property surrounded by trees and that was pretty much all.
Poking Jamie with his elbow, Cillian collected his belongings to come down from the truck, his characteristic Ray Bans perched on his nose as the sun was at his highest point.
The administrator welcomed them and shared a brief introduction to the history of the ranch.
“This is Y/N she’s the manager of the activity and will guide you through this lesson… please don’t make her mad, remember she’s an expert in weapons.” He joked in the end earning the chuckles of both Jamie and Cillian.
“Thank you for the sweet introduction, now they’ll be terrified of me.” Y/N joked shaking hands with both, Jamie and Cillian, who took off his sunglasses to look at her without barriers.
“Nice to meet you.” He told her, holding her hand for a little longer than necessary.
“Shall we start the practice already?” The administrador encouraged the group.
“You’ve probably been to lessons like this before, but I don’t like to assume anything so, the first rule is always hold the muzzle of your weapon towards the floor, but don’t point at your feet, you’d be surprised to hear the horror stories we’ve seen by the recklessness of people.”
Y/N gave each a weapon.
“Treat your weapon with respect, there’s no need to fear these as long as you know how to use it properly, this is not a toy… and like I what I always say in these moments, the first to point jokingly at anyone will be requested to leave, no excuses I don’t care who you are or what movie you’re doing, repeat after me; weapons aren’t toys.” Y/N meant it seriously Cillian realized, his eyes were fixed on her as she paced slowly behind the table.
“You can thank Y/N for preventing me for shooting you.” Jamie whispered into Cillian’s ear, making him chuckle.
“Now, let’s get you started.” Y/N indicated to the group showing them how to hold the gun while loading it carefully, correcting their postures in the process and explaining the ammunitions they were using for each type of firearm. They were practicing with the real kind of weapons they’d use in the movie, so they could be familiar with the weight and shape.
He had to admit he was mesmerized not only by her delicate features, but also the power she exuded, she totally dominated the field and was willing to share what she knew to prepare them for the role.
After spending some good time learning how to load and unload properly each weapon, they finally moved to the open field where meters away they set up the targets they’d be shooting.
Cillian stayed back, watching Y/N interact with the group, she was the only woman around but it was amazing to see her move and talk with such ease and power, the amount of knowledge she owned about it was impressive, she showed them the correct distance they should keep between their legs, arms stretched.
“You’re not paying attention and she’s going to get you kicked out, stop staring at her arse man.” Jamie smacked the back of Cillian’s head playfully before standing next to Y/N.
“So… Miss, can I call you Miss? ‘Cause you’re kind of a weapon teacher.” Jamie asked in his usual charming persona, wondering if he was holding the weapon properly.
“Yes, exactly like that.” She put her gun inside her holster and gave a few instructions to him.
As Y/N moved back to her spot, she took her gun back while Jaime pointed his to the ground. She extended her arms, flexing then one of her elbows slightly bringing the gun at eye level and released her first shot, hitting the target right in the forehead. Jamie looked back at Cillian, biting his lips and throwing his friend a knowing and naughty look.
“I bet your boyfriend has sleeping problems knowing you shoot that well.”
Y/N laughed freely and answered she had no boyfriend.
“My friend here is a bit clumsy with the guns but he’s good with his hands.” Jamie teased, making Cillian feel embarrassed.
“You sound so sure of that last part, speaking for personal references?” Y/N teased back, making both actors laugh out loud.
“Checkmate.” Cillian winked at her.
“Busted.” Jamie answered defeated. “I was just trying to make him a favor.”
“Don’t… just please don’t, mate really you only make it worse.” Cillian chuckled, feeling awkward.
Jamie touched his heart, head hanging lose dragging his feet to a fence nearby letting them know he’d take a break. “Just want you to know that hurt, Cillian!”
“Is he always that dramatic?” Y/N asked with a sparkle in her eyes, positioning behind Cillian.
“And we’re just about to start filming, I’ll deal with that for three fucking months.”
That made Y/N laugh, like a genuine deep laugh, making Cillian look at her, a lovely blush covering her cheeks. Jamie gave him the thumbs up.
“Cillian stop flirting with the shooting Miss! You came here to practice!” Jamie shouted blatantly. “He’s single too, by the way!”
“He sounds so retarded, sorry he’s a jerk sometimes.” Cillian shook his head.
“The extrovert and the introvert, I assume?”
“Does it really shows that much?”
“Stop whispering naughty things and start the fire!”
After laughing some more, Cillian released the security button of his weapon, he brought it up, close to his nose to focus on his target. Y/N touched his arm to adjust the angle between his elbow and his body.
Trying not to gasp at his muscles as he was in position.
“Keep that hand where I can see it, Miss!”
Cillian and Y/N bursted into laughs at how annoying Jamie was.
“Keep him off the sugar next time.” Y/N proposed.
“Oh, mate that sounds like a naughty proposition, take it before she regrets it!”
Cillian rolled his eyes.
“What’s the movie about if I can ask?” Y/N gave him the go to shot.
Focusing in the target before him, he fired according to the instructions he got previously, hitting pretty close to the center.
“Nice shot!” Y/N praised giving him a high five.
“Alright Cillian that was rookie’s luck.” Jamie demanded shooting next, taking Cillian’s spot and assuring Y/N he didn’t need guidance, so the two of them walked to lean on the fence.
“It’s about a secret group trying to carry out a plan of assassination of the n*zi head who planned the genocide of Jews during the World War II, over 5,000 Czechs and Slovaks were executed.”
Y/N looked away, blinking away the discomfort.
“I know the story… my great-grandfather was part of that group. He was killed not knowing he was going to be a father.”
Cillian swallowed hard.
“Sorry… I-I didn’t know Y/N.”
“I did my shot wrong on purpose, didn’t want to embarrass you in front of Y/N. You’re welcome.” Jamie approached them breaking the tension. “I saw some food on our way in, I’ll just go and grab something.”
Y/N seemed to be lost in her own thoughts.
“The script is beautifully written, the director spent years going through every single detail. I wish you could come one day to set and see everything, they built a replica of the church, it’s mind blowing.” Cillian explained with excitement, he shouldn’t be talking about the project, but he was sure Y/N wouldn’t reveal what he just shared.
“I’d love to visit the set, never been to one before.” She couldn’t even start to imagine how a set would look. “Would you like to go inside and have some lunch?”
Cillian nodded and followed inside the big property, it was located at the beginning of the land and they’d be staying for a couple of days to practice with the weapons.
Taking a seat at the large table, Cillian was surprised to see how much respect Y/N imposed without even asking for it, she supervised the food that was served and someone approached her to explain a problem which she was quickly taking care of.
“Did you at least get her phone yet?” Jamie asked under his breath, making sure no one else could hear.
“Stop it.”
Jamie hit him on the chest. “Those eyes and you know nothing of how to flirt? Please don’t tell me you’ve been talking to her with that resting bitch face?”
“What?!” Cillian squinted his eyes.
Jamie raised his eyebrows. “You know what? Forget it, you really suck at this… But I’m a nice friend, she’s an interior designer but decided to take a chance at the family business, they rent the place for police and soldiers training and also for the private sector…”
“You said family?” He wasn’t sure of believing Jamie sometimes.
“She’s the owner of the place, I swear and she takes care personally of every visitor. What are you waiting for? She’s smart, kind, laughs a lot, good-looking, are you blind or what?”
“Sorry about that, would you like to have some rest and resume the practice later?” Y/N joined them once more.
Jamie looked at Cillian, encouraging him to step over.
“Jamie just told me he wants to have some rest, so why don’t we keep practicing?” Even before Cillian finished talking, Jamie stood up and yawned excusing himself, the silent hurra he did before leaving didn’t go unnoticed by his co-star.
“Is the movie being filmed entirely in Prague?” Y/N asked him while Cillian took his headphones for safety before shooting.
“Yes, some will be at the location and other scenes at the set.”
“It must be amazing.” Y/N admitted, watching him get in position.
With each shot, Cillian; got better and better, taking the opportunity to know more about Y/N, and she learned all about how he landed the role and how excited he was about the film, he talked about his passion for theater and music and how much he was loving the city, making her feel in awe by how humble and kind he was despite his profession, they talked a lot until the sun painted the sky in a beautiful pink and oranges tones, making them return to the house, after a small dinner, Cillian thanked her for the lesson and wished her good night while she stayed at her office checking some papers.
The following morning, Cillian was surprised to find Y/N already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
“You had a good night?”
Cillian nodded with a smile, “slept like a baby, with the window open the air is so fresh here.”
“It’s so relaxing, I barely go to the city anymore.”
Not long after that, Jamie joined them ready for the second day of practice, which of course involved more teasing from his part for hours, he particularly enjoyed revealing embarrassing things about Cillian.
They kept practicing some more during the day, enjoying the amazing weather they got.
Every minute that passed, made Cillian feel more comfortable around Y/N, she kept asking questions about the film and in return, he asked her about what she knew about her great-grandfather and bits of information she shared fascinated him, he loved to hear the stories that jumped from one generation to the next one, her great-grandmother had to escape the city out of fear, she changed her name and entered another country illegally. For years they kept a low profile, even after so many years they still whispered when they talked about it. Until one day, she found the hidden letters in the darkest corner of a drawer and started asking questions about her great-grandfather.
As they were in their own little bubble, Jamie kept practicing with the help of someone else, smirking at how much into each other they were, totally in sync.
“So, hmm… if you’re ever in town, let me know.” Cillian said in a lo voice walking next to Y/N back into the house, hands inside the pockets of his jeans.
“I‘ll, I promise.”
“Why does it sounds like you won’t?” He chuckled nervously.
Y/N stopped at the front door to look at Cillian, a sad smile on her features.
“Because you’ll be busy with the movie and your lifestyle is totally different to this…”
Cillian stepped closer, taking in the way the wind moved her hair and the moonlight decorated her face.
“That doesn’t mean this can’t work…” He let his hand touch her check softly, he watched her eyes close for an instant, as if she was trying to hold back the tears.
In a matter of days they clicked, endless talks allowed them to learn more about the other, he made her laugh a lot and who were they trying to fool? The chemistry between was amazing.
Letting go of his shyness, he leant down to capture her lips in a soft kiss. Y/N answered by not only responding to it, but also linking her hands behind his neck. Cillian moved his down to her hips, to keep her closer.
Y/N felt in heaven as Cillian’s lips moved against hers tentatively at first, then more hungrily.
It was hard to let go, as their mouths and bodies found the perfect fit together, both of them trying to get their heartbeats back to normal.
She ran her fingers through the longer parts of his hair, getting lost in the depths of his crystal eyes for a few moments, then motioned Cillian to follow her. “I’ve something you might appreciate.”
She opened the door to her office and retrieved a vintage travel bag from a drawer, placing it in front of Cillian.
Opening the box, his heart skipped a beat as he found a bunch of letters inside.
Y/N was encouraging him to take the letters, but he needed a minute to process this piece of information, his fingers lingered at the edge.
After all these years, Y/N kept the love letters between her great-grandparents as her most important possession.
The content of this box was invaluable.
There were no words that could possibly describe what he was feeling, there was no way he could make sense at all after watching the calligraphy at the envelopes and the damaged corners as the passage of time became evident.
“I’m speechless.” Cillian looked once more at Y/N feeling emotional to be able to take a look at something so personal, so intimate.
So he kissed Y/N again, thanking internally for the things they had to go through in order to meet under such extraordinary circumstances.
Wrapping a blanket around their shoulders, they sat at the porch to read the correspondence together.
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Golden Globes 2024: tutti i vincitori, trionfo per Oppenheimer
Golden Globes 2024: tutti i vincitori, trionfo per Oppenheimer.
I Golden Globes 2024 hanno premiato come ogni anno il meglio del cinema e delle serie tv americane, almeno secondo la stampa estera americana. L'81esima edizione dei Golden Globe si è tenuta a Los Angeles durante la notte e le sorprese, e anche le delusioni, non sono mancate. Trionfano Oppenheimer di Christopher Nolan e sul fronte televisivo trionfa Succession.
Oppenheimer, si aggiudica cinque statuette risultando così il film più premiato della serata: miglior film drammatico, miglior regista, migliore attore in un film drammatico per Cillian Murphy, migliore attore non protagonista per Robert Downey Jr. e migliore colonna sonora originale per Ludwig Göransson.
Il premio per la migliore attrice in un film drammatico è andato a Lily Gladstone, protagonista di Killer of The Flower Moon di Scorsese, mentre a vincere nella categoria migliore attrice in un film commedia o musicale è stata Emma Stone. per il film Poor Things! di Yorgos Lanthimos, vincitore della statuetta per il miglior film commedia o musicale. Niente da fare per Io Capitano di Matteo Garrone, battuto dal film francese Anatomia di una caduta.
Tutti i vincitori:
- Miglior film drammatico: Oppenheimer
- Miglior film commedia o musicale: Povere creature
- Miglior film non in inglese: Anatomia di una caduta
- Miglior film d’animazione: Il ragazzo e L’Airone
- Miglior blockbuster: Barbie
- Miglior regista: Christopher Nolan (Oppenheimer)
- Migliore sceneggiatura: Justine Triet e Arthur Harari (Anatomia di una caduta)
- Miglior attore in un film drammatico: Cillian Murphy (Oppenheimer)
- Migliore attrice in un film drammatico: Lily Gladstone (Killers of the Flower Moon)
- Miglior attore in un film commedia o musical: Paul Giamatti (The Holdovers - Lezioni di vita)
- Migliore attrice in un film commedia o musicale: Emma Stone (Povere creature!)
- Miglior attore non protagonista: Robert Downey Jr. (Oppenheimer)
- Migliore attrice non protagonista: Da’Vine Joy Randolph (The Holdovers - Lezioni di vita)
- Migliore colonna sonora originale: Ludwig Göransson (Oppenheimer)
- Migliore canzone originale: Barbie — What Was I Made For? di Billie Eilish e Finneas.
Per quanto riguarda le serie tv i Golden Globe 2024 hanno decretato il trionfo della stagione conclusiva di Succession con quattro statuette: migliore serie drammatica, migliore attore in una serie drammatica per Kieran Culkin, miglior attrice in una serie drammatica per Sarah Snook e migliore attore non protagonista per Matthew Macfadyen.
Buon risultato anche per la seconda stagione di The Bear che si è aggiudica il premio per la miglior serie commedia o musicale, quella per il migliore attore in una serie commedia o musicale per Jeremy Allen White e il premio alla migliore attrice in una serie commedia o musicale per Ayo Edebiri.
Tutti i premi delle Serie Tv:
- Miglior serie drammatica: Succession
- Miglior serie commedia o musicale: The Bear
- Miglior mini-serie o film per la televisione: Beef
- Miglior attore in una serie drammatica: Kieran Culkin (Succession)
- Miglior attrice in una serie drammatica: Sarah Snook (Succession)
- Miglior attore in una serie commedia o musicale: Jeremy Allen White (The Bear)
- Miglior attrice in una serie commedia o musicale: Ayo Edebiri (The Bear)
- Miglior attore in una mini-serie o film per la televisione: Steven Yeun (Beef)
- Miglior attrice in una mini-serie o film per la televisione: Ali Wong (Beef)
- Miglior attore non protagonista in una serie: Matthew Macfadyen (Succession)
- Miglior attrice non protagonista in una serie: Elizabeth Debicki (The Crown)
- Miglior stand-up comico: Ricky Gervais (Ricky Gervais: Armageddon)...
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I think Cillian Murphy would play Richard Ramirez as well as Evan Peters played Jeffrey Dahmer. I would love to have mini series on all of the golden age serial killers like “Dahmer”. I’ll continue to make my list of who I think should play them
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K’s Reading List - APRIL
Hey there! Thanks for stumbling upon this reading list! I figured that as a way to support the lovely writers within this fandom that I’d compile a reading list of all of the stories I read over each month.
April was a wonderful month filled with incredible stories. Below is the list of stories that I read. I hope you will find some that you like as well!
As always, please make sure you heed to the warnings on each fic!!
@notyour-valentine — MASTERLIST
Skiing Headcannons - various Peaky characters
Welcome to Downton, Mr. Shelby - Tommy Shelby x OC (on-going series)
@little-diable — MASTERLIST
Whatever you say - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
@acewritesfics — MASTERLIST
Drabbles - assorted characters (includes Peaky)
There’s a lot of making up to do - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@moral-terpitude — MASTERLIST
Blurb 1 - Unnamed x Reader
Blurb 2 - Tommy Shelby x Reader
Blurb 3 - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@look-at-the-soul — MASTERLIST
Behind the scenes - Cillian Murphy x Reader (series)
Easter egg hunt - Tommy Shelby x Reader
Close your eyes, make a wish - Modern!Tommy Shelby x Reader
@toms-cherry-trees — MASTERLIST
Enraptured - John Shelby x Reader
Mine - Tommy Shelby x Reader
Business - Tommy Shelby x Reader
The One - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@dandelionprints — MASTERLIST
In The Rain - Tommy Shelby x Reader (headcannons)
More Than Enough - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@daisyblinder — MASTERLIST
Escape to Me - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@there-goes-thefighter — MASTERLIST
Walk Away - Tommy Shelby x Reader
Tommy Shelby headcannons
More Tommy Shelby headcannons — contains slight 🔞 NSFW themes!
Mutual Attraction - Tommy Shelby x Reader
You and Him - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@c1nnam0g1rl — MASTERLIST
Being Tommy’s Wife - Tommy Shelby x Reader (headcannons) — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
@raincoffeeandfandoms — MASTERLIST
When Arthur Met Tommy - Arthur Shelby/Tommy Shelby
Tears - Tommy Shelby x Reader
Kneel - Luca Changretta x Reader
Wishes - Alfie Solomons x Reader
@cillmequick — MASTERLIST
Petals - Cillian Murphy x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
Kiss and Tell - John Shelby x Reader — slightly 🔞 NSFW!
The Lockdown Sessions - Cillian Murphy x Reader (on-going series) — some chapters include 🔞 NSFW themes!
@sneakyblinders — MASTERLIST
Spring Surprises - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@beautifultypewriter — MASTERLIST
Blurb 1 - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@mrsmischief209
Blurb - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@midnightswithdearkatytspb — MASTERLIST
Feel What You Feel - Tommy Shelby x OC
@shelby-fangirl00 — MASTERLIST
1919 - Tommy Shelby x OC (on-going series) — some chapters contain 🔞 NSFW themes!
@zablife — MASTERLIST
A Toast - Tommy Shelby x Reader (contains dark themes!)
Before Sunrise - Pre-war!Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
Gif Blurb - Luca Changretta x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
Takes One to Know One - Tommy Shelby x Reader
Now You Know the Truth - Tommy Shelby x Reader
How Could I Love You? - Luca Changretta x Reader
The Baking Lesson - John Shelby x Reader
I Told Them - Michael Gray x Reader — contains dark themes!
@gypsy-girl-08 — MASTERLIST
Blind Date - Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader (on-going series) — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
Encounter - Tommy Shelby x Reader (finished mini series) — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!
@dearshelby — MASTERLIST
What the Shelby Brothers’ profiles would look like - Modern Shelby Brothers headcannons
Sharing a pair of gloves when it’s cold out - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@shelbyssins
Home - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@evita-shelby — MASTERLIST
Night on the January - Tommy Shelby x Reader
Through the window - Tommy Shelby x Reader — part 2 of Night on the January
@peakyscillian — MASTERLIST
Family Ties - Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader (completed series) — contains strong 🔞 NSFW themes throughout!
@scorpiussage — MASTERLIST
Hot Asshole Neighbor - Tommy Shelby x Reader
@brummiereader
Ghost of a Man - Tommy Shelby x Reader (on-going series)
@padfootdaredmetoo
Untitled - Tommy Shelby x Reader
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Master List 💜
About time I knocked one of these up huh?
ALL of my fics are NSFW, containing smut/swearing and stuff.... Read at ye own risk 😉
**I do NOT allow my works to be posted on any other platform. Please do not copy, even with credit. Reblogs are ALWAYS welcome though 🥰**
Cillian Murphy
The Morning After
When Life Imitates Art
Out of the Blue
The Premiere
Chance Encounter (sequel to The Premiere)
Surprises
The Call
Morning Baby
The Revenge
Reminiscing
Miracles (sequel to Reminiscing)
The Bet
Membership (sequel to The Bet)
First Time
The Lesson
The Nightclub
Self Preservation
The Next Step
The Rebel
The Massage
Cillian Murphy Series - The Extra (complete)
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight
Part Nine
Part Ten
Part Eleven
Cillian Murphy mini Series - School Days (on hiatus)
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Cillian Murphy Series - Nobody's Perfect (complete)
Part1
Part2
Part3
Part4
Part5
Part6
Part7
Part8
Part9
Part10
Part11
Part12
Part13
Part14
Cillian Murphy Series - The Umbrella Girl (complete)
Part1
Part2
Part3
Part4
Part5
Part6
Part7
Cillian Murphy Series - Friends with Added Benefits (complete)
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Cillian Murphy Series - The Groupie (complete)
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Jackson Rippner
Negotiations
Cillian Murphy/Jamie Dornan
Three's a Crowd
Three's a Crowd (part2)
Tommy Shelby
Stress Relief
It's Just Business
The Coin Flip
Surprise, Mr Shelby
The Tease
The Shirt (sequel to The Tease)
Tommy Shelby Series - The Writer (complete)
The Writer - part one
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight
Part Nine
Part Ten
Jim (28 Days Later)
Survival
Jim (Delinquent Season)
Bella Italia
Bella Italia (part 2)
Bella Italia (part 3)
Bella Italia (part4)
Secrets & Lies
The Return
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Dark & Sexy Update (Smut Only)
Note: All characters are above 18 years of age. Minors DNI!
Here are the mini-series I have been working on for you guys:
The Slave
Thomas Shelby purchases a young virgin for his perusal as a sex slave at Arrow House.
Warning: Non-Con, Dub-Con, Rough & Dominant Tommy, Virginity Loss
The Basement
Cillian Murphy meets a young fan of his and offers her the opportunity to stay with him for a duration two weeks. She signs an NDA and Contract by which she agrees to be chained up in his basement for his perusal.
Warning: Naive Reader, CNC, Dom!Cillian
Teach Me, Daddy!
Cillian Murphy is the reader's stepfather and teaches her a thing or two about intimacy.
Warning: Daddy Kink, DDLG Talk, Highly Inappropriate Relationship
The Unwilling Wife
Thomas Shelby has always been obsessed with the reader and finally marries her after threatening her family.
Warning: Very Dark Tommy, Full On Non-Con, Loss of Virginity
My usual tag list has been disabled for this, but if you want to tagged in these fics, please comment here. You will then be included in a separate "Dark Fic" Taglist.
I am also open to other ideas and requests... or specific ideas of what these characters could do to the reader...
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