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kiss-me-cill-me · 4 months

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could you write a fic about any cillian character, of ur choice, were its the readers first time and he is really sweet and gentle? Luv your writings btw!!!

Any character, you say...? 👀 Well, then I guess it's time to take a shot at my white whale. I love zombies, I love 28 Days Later, and I love Jim. I have been somewhat avoiding writing for him because I didn't feel like I had any strong concepts for a fic, and I struggle to get his "voice" right in my head for the dialogue. But gosh darn it, the world needs more Jim fics. And I feel like this prompt just fits him. Thank you for the request, anon, and for giving me the push I needed!

Morning Light

Pairing: Jim (28 Days Later) x Reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Summary: In a rare moment of peace in a strange new world, you and Jim find comfort in each other's arms.

Warnings: Smut, loss of virginity (for reader, not Jim), oral (f receiving), praise, brief mention of past attempted sexual assault (basically what happens in canon), for the purposes of this fic we're gonna pretend that Jim doesn't get shot in the stomach lmao

***Please read the warnings before continuing. Minors DNI***

Jim’s lips taste like something you can’t quite put your finger on. Whatever it is, it has you swooning. Dizzy with desire as you inhale; trying to steady your breath while your hand trails down over his bare chest.

“We really don’t have to,” he murmurs.

“I know,” you reply. “But I want to.”

You lean in for another kiss. Bodies pressed so tightly together, laying on the rickety little bed in the tiny cottage you now call home, you truly do want nothing more. Jim, stretched lazily out beneath you, brings a hand up to cup your face and deepen the kiss. Your senses swell with that scent, whatever it is, and your eyes flutter closed against the light that streams in through the windows.

“Are you sure?” he asks, pulling away again, just enough to speak.

His nose still brushes softly against yours, and his thumb trails over your cheek. You feel yourself melt deeper into his touch, almost too distracted to remember to respond.

“I’m sure.”

“But… really? So soon after…”

You know what he’s about to say. What he doesn’t want to remember; choosing instead to let himself trail off as he smooths his fingers over your jawline. But that - that horrible thing that almost happened - is all part of the reason why you want Jim so badly. You want your first time to be with him. To be special; with someone you truly care for.

Years and years ago, when all of your friends had been so desperate to grow up and run headfirst into their sexuality, you had been content to wait. But now, things have changed. Being alive suddenly feels fragile and impermanent, and your dangerous encounter with the soldiers has taught you that life doesn’t wait for you. Nor does it wait for that perfect moment.

Although, this moment here with Jim does feel somehow perfect. Jim’s body against yours is warm, and even with both of your sweaters flung over the side of the bed, you feel a heat washing over your chest as Jim wraps his strong arms around you a little tighter.

“Jim, are you really the nervous one here?” You laugh, your voice a bit airy and high as it betrays your own nerves.

“M’not nervous,” he scoffs. “I’m just… I don’t want to hurt you, or force you into anything.”

You let your body sink into his. Jim pulls you even closer, pressing your weight into his chest. Your forehead rests lightly against his, noses still touching as you laugh again.

“Girl gets you naked in bed like this, and you still think you’re forcing her?” you tease.

“Well, fair.” Jim relents. “You were the one who took off my clothes.”

Jim nuzzles into another kiss as he speaks, breaking some of the tension and making you clutch at his chest. This time, his lips linger against yours a little longer, parting just slightly so the tip of his tongue can dart out. You feel the ache inside of you deepen, your body calling out to his.

“But you’re sure, though?” Jim asks again. He moves his hand to your shoulder, steadying you. “You do want to? We don’t have t-”

His words are cut off by your hand drifting lower, until your fingers are wrapped tightly around him. Despite Jim’s insistence that you don’t “have to,” it’s abundantly clear that he wants to.

His skin is like silk under your fingers. Your hand moves slowly up and down, coaxing him on as you bite at his lip. Jim breaks the kiss to lean his head back into the pillow, eyes still shut as an expression of bliss overtakes his features.

“Okay - you’re sure you haven’t done this before?” he jokes, one blue eye cracking open to look at you.

You try to contain a laugh.

“Don’t flatter me,” you tease back. “It’s probably just been months since you’ve gotten any…”

“Ouch, insulting my masculinity and yet she still expects me to fuck her.”

Jim meets your sly look with one of his own, just as your expression crumbles into embarrassment. His smirk quickly turns into a smile, seeing the effect his words have.

“And she likes a little dirty talk, does she?”

Your face heats up even more, and Jim kisses the tip of your nose.

“Sorry, love. Just can’t resist teasin’ ya,” he hums.

Despite your inexperience, you feel certain that you’re not supposed to feel this flustered. But, Jim has that effect on you. He always has. The pressure that’s been steadily building between your legs suddenly feels even more uncomfortable.

“Having second thoughts?” Jim laughs as you wriggle against him.

“You wish,” you challenge, pressing your nose against his a bit harder.

Suddenly, Jim grabs your waist and flips you over, so that his weight is pressed over you. He sinks a kiss into the hollow of your neck - still gentle, but with a hint of lust now that’s becoming impossible to ignore.

“Guess I might as well just give in if y’want it so badly,” Jim whispers, his breath fanning hot against your chest.

His words send a thrill of excitement through you; bursting out from your lungs and rushing all the way down to your toes. You bring your hands up to his shoulders, clinging to him as he pulls away from you. You’re confused for a moment, until he looks up into your eyes as he sinks lower down your body.

“How’s this?” Jim starts. “First I’ll eat you out, an’ then we can see how you’re feeling.”

The air seems to catch in your throat, but you nod. Jim plants a soft kiss on your stomach before drifting lower, hands parting your legs so that he can settle in.

“Lucky me,” Jim says, taking a long look at you. “Pretty face and a pretty pus-”

“Jim!” you cry, covering your face with your hands.

He kisses the inside of your leg, teasing with a gentle nip of his teeth.

“Ah, don’t get all shy on me, now,” he murmurs.

You look down to see a devilish glint in Jim’s eyes, staring back up at you. They’re so blue, you think you could drown in them. But, you fight to shake yourself out of the trance.

“It’s hard not to when you’re… looking at it,” you complain, laughing nervously.

“Hey, don’t be embarrassed - I mean it. You’re beautiful.”

Your cheeks burn hotter than ever as Jim continues.

“Every part of you is beautiful.”

He kisses your leg again, and before you have a chance to respond, his lips have moved over your core, and you gasp. Jim’s mouth is warm and wet; his tongue pressed flat against you as he gives you a moment to get used to the sensation. It’s so different from anything you’ve ever felt. Of course, you had touched yourself there before - but Jim’s tongue is nothing like the rough pads of your fingers. It’s so soft, and you feel yourself sink further into the mattress, prompting a low creak from the ancient bedframe.

Jim’s tongue moves just a centimeter, brushing up against your clit as he sucks gently into his mouth. You can’t help the soft sigh that leaves you, or the way your fingers grab onto the bed sheets, fabric bunching up in your grip.

“How’s that feel, love?” Jim asks, breaking away.

“It’s… wow,” you answer, already a little out of breath.

“Rave reviews,” Jim jokes, smile creeping back over his face. “Tell all your friends, yeah?”

You have half a mind to shove him, if only you could find the willpower to reach down between your legs. As it is, all you can do is let out another breathy sigh. Your body feels strangely heavy, and you use every ounce of your strength to move your hips down toward him.

“Jim… more,” you plead.

You expect him to make another quip, but instead, you feel his tongue press against you again, the fan of his breath tickling you as he sighs happily. Your fingers curl, and your back arches. One of Jim’s hands comes up to find yours, peeling your fingers out from the blankets so that they can intertwine with his. You squeeze his hand, feeling yourself grow more and more desperate as the swirl of new sensations overwhelm you.

“J-Jim-”

You barely get to start your sentence before the pleasure reaches its peak, washing over you like the rays of soft sunlight still pouring in through the windows. Your sharp cry turns into a gasp, breath hitching as your whole body seems to buzz. Jim’s hand in yours anchors you, as his lips kiss you gently through your release.

When he sits up, Jim’s face is just a bit too smug.

“What are you smiling at?” you groan, throwing your head back into the pillow to stare up at the ceiling.

“Making you feel good,” Jim answers sincerely.

He kisses his way back up your body, finally pressing his lips to your shoulder and leaving another small bite.

“How are you feeling?” he asks.

You sigh, letting all of the air leave your lungs. The pause lingers for a brief moment before you answer.

“Like I’m floating.”

“That good, huh?”

You can practically hear the smirk in Jim’s voice. Weakly, you bat at his arms.

“Don’t get all cocky,” you warn.

“I thought that’s what you wanted.”

Jim really is unbearable. You look at each other for a moment, Jim’s eyes fixed intently on your face, while you can still hardly focus on what’s in front of you. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

“Still want to keep going?” Jim asks you.

“Mmmm,” you sigh, nodding your head.

Jim’s hand slides down to cup your sex, one finger brushing against your entrance. He leans up to kiss you properly, pausing at the feel of your tongue in his mouth as you press past his lips. Whatever you had tasted there before was gone; replaced by your own slightly tangy arousal. Jim groans, and a deep hum fills your mouth.

“Let me know if you want me to stop,” he whispers.

But as soon as he pushes past your resistance, you know there’s no chance of you stopping him. The stretch is too good. You’ve done this before to yourself, too - but your fingers are slender compared to Jim’s. His fill you up and have you nearly seeing stars as you cling to him, moving to grasp his arms for support.

“Feels good?”

You nod, not trusting yourself to speak. The stretch only stings a little bit, and you’re so wet you barely even notice. The pleasure takes over as Jim pumps in and out of you, coating his finger with your slick.

“One more,” you beg.

“Be patient,” Jim scolds, as he continues to slowly work you open. “Try to relax a bit more.”

You do; letting your body settle down onto the mattress. As you relax your muscles, trying to focus again on your steady breathing, Jim kisses the edge of your jaw.

“Okay,” he says. “Tell me if this is too much.”

Despite your best attempts to loosen up, the addition of a second finger is just a bit painful, stretching you beyond anything you’ve felt before. You jump, a little surprised, then relax into the feel of it.

“Still alright?”

“Mmm-hm,” you reply, breathing slowly out through your nose.

“Good,” Jim breathes. “Doing so well for me, love.”

His words make you melt, and you feel yourself clenching around his fingers. Jim lets out a low moan.

“Fuck,” he laughs. “You’re gonna feel amazing. Can’t wait ‘til you’re wrapped around me.”

There’s that familiar heat on your face, rushing in as Jim makes your whole body burn with his words yet again. Not as filthy as before, but somehow the genuine lust in his voice is even worse. You feel him yearning for you; still pressed hard against your leg as he patiently stretches you out. You tilt your head back into the pillows, silently begging him to kiss your neck, and Jim’s lips press over your pulse.

“Jim?” you sigh.

“Hm?”

“Can you please stop stalling and fuck me now?”

You feel Jim smirk against your neck, clearly enjoying the fact that you have a dirty mouth, too - when you want to. He presses one more kiss to your collarbone.

“Stalling, am I? First time I’ve heard a girl call it that.”

Jim laughs, briefly, and you feel his breath fan over you again.

“I’d ask if you’re sure you’re ready,” he taunts. “But I really don’t think I’ve ever made anyone this wet before.”

You’re so turned on you almost forget to be embarrassed, but the feeling of Jim shifting to line up with your entrance is enough to make that burning heat creep over your cheeks again.

“Are you ready, though?” Jim asks, kissing you quickly before pulling back to let you answer.

“I am.”

You reach up to wrap your arms tight around him again as he sinks into you, pressing forward inch by inch. Your eyes widen by the time he’s halfway in, shocked at how it just keeps going. Jim feels your hesitation and stops.

“Everything alright?” he pants. Clearly, Jim is having a bit of trouble composing himself, too.

“It’s fine,” you reply. “Just… big.”

Jim laughs, a little more strained than usual as your walls press all around him.

“You’ll really have to stop stroking my ego like that if you want this to last more than five minutes, love,” he teases.

“Jim…” you start to complain.

“I know, I know. ‘Shut up and fuck me,’ she says,” Jim mutters. He presses into you a bit more, and a soft, desperate sigh leaves your lips. “Or at least, she would if she could think straight,” he continues.

He’s right; you’re not thinking of anything other than him, and how he’s filling you up so completely. Stretching out your walls and touching places inside of you that you didn’t know even existed, until now. Replacing the dull ache of your arousal with an unfamiliar pressure - but certainly not an unwelcome one.

“How’s it feel?” Jim asks.

“It’s… different. Feels kind of weird,” you admit.

“Okay, you don’t have to keep my ego in check that much,” Jim laughs. His eyes meet yours for a brief second, and then close. “But, fuck, you feel so fucking good.”

Jim’s face dips down to your shoulder, and you can tell that he’s barely still able to hold it together. Although you had been joking earlier, you’re certain that it truly has been months for Jim. You can’t say for sure when the last time he got laid was, but it had to have been before the start of everything. Poor guy. This is the perfect opportunity to mess with him. Call it payback for all the teasing.

“Alright,” you sigh, trying to keep your voice light and jovial. It’s harder than it should be when your heart is pounding out of your chest. “I got what I wanted out of you; we can stop now.”

Jim groans above you, his forehead pressing even deeper into the crook of your shoulder.

“You’re joking,” he whines, one hand gripping at your waist. His fingers tighten a little. “Please say you’re joking.”

You stay silent, lips pursed together in a barely-contained smile. Jim pulls back to look at you, and instantly notices the smug look on your face.

“You’re unbelievable,” Jim huffs, pressing his lips against your neck once again in a hungry kiss.

He pinches your hip, making you squirm. Jim steadies you, holding you in place as he plants another kiss on your lips, then pulls back.

“We haven’t even gotten to the good part yet,” he teases.

“You mean the good part wasn’t watching you almost cum all over the sheets just from eating me out?”

Now it’s Jim’s turn to be flustered, and you watch with delight as a soft dusting of pink crosses his cheeks.

“You’d better watch it,” Jim says, squeezing you again. “I was gonna be gentle, you know. But if you keep this up, I might just have to fuck you silly.”

You giggle, the sound of your bright laughter filling the room. For a few seconds, the only thing in the world that matters is Jim. Every moment that’s brought you here, no matter how painfully etched in stone, is worth it to be here with him.

“Will you, though?” you say, bringing Jim’s face a bit closer so yours can look into his eyes. “Be gentle?”

“Of course,” Jim hums, leaning down to kiss your soft lips. “Are you still feeling okay?”

“Yes…”

And you are. You've gotten used to the stretch, and the strange pressure has built into a need that has you fighting to stop yourself from pushing up against Jim’s hips, desperate for friction.

“You sure?” Jim asks, sensing that something has been left unsaid.

“I just… I want to feel you move,” you admit, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

Jim turns his head to kiss your temple, letting his lips hover over your warm skin.

“That's the good part, love,” Jim teases. “Wrap your legs around me,’kay?”

You do as he says, bringing your legs up to fold around his waist. It causes Jim to hit at a new angle inside you, and for a second you think about backing out. This feels like it could be too much; like he's able to press too deeply inside of you - and the thought of giving someone else so much of yourself is daunting.

But when Jim starts to move, gently and carefully, all of your worries disappear. The first few times he thrusts feel a bit strange, but soon, the feeling is making you lightheaded in the best possible way. Not to mention the way that the swell of his head seems to part you, making you clench at his absence and sigh in pure bliss when he fills you back up. You can feel every inch of yourself as he slowly rocks in and out, hips staying close to avoid overwhelming you.

“Jim!” you cry, squeezing your legs around him a little harder.

“You like it there?” he grunts, his voice gentle but laced with desire.

He changes his angle to hit the spot again, and this time your fingers press into his back. Jim kisses you, swallowing your moans as you feel yourself building toward your release. This time, with Jim pressing deep inside you, you feel yourself clamp down around him.

“Gonna come for me again, pretty girl?” Jim whispers.

Your body is too rigid to even nod as you feel it finally wash over you - a wave of pleasure more intense than you can handle. You're panting and laughing all at once as Jim presses kisses all over your face.

“That was incredible,” he praises, softly.

You look up to see him, his face framed so perfectly in the glow of the morning light. His lips are slightly parted, awe plainly written in the way his eyes trail over you. You have a sudden urge to run your fingers through his cropped hair, and press his mouth to yours.

But instead, Jim leans down to give you another gentle kiss. That taste on his lips is back again, slightly sweet and utterly addictive.

“Enjoy your first time, love?” Jim teases, pulling himself out of you with one final, toe-curling drag. He kisses you again, lips pressed firm against yours like there’s truly nowhere else in the world he’d rather be.

You surface from your post-sex haze just long enough to be confused. Aren't these things supposed to end with a little more… bravado?

“Jim, aren't you gonna…? Don't you want to…?”

“Not this time, love,” he cuts in. “Like I said, don't want to hurt you.”

“You wouldn’t hurt me!” you protest.

Jim pauses, still hovering just above you. He leans down to whisper in your ear, his low voice getting a shade darker.

“Maybe not, but I do think I might break the poor bed if I let myself do everything I want to ya,” he murmurs.

“We can sleep on the floor,” you say, responding without hesitation.

Jim laughs softly, trailing his fingers over the swell of your hip. He pulls back to look at you again, blue eyes swimming with lust.

“Don't worry, love - you look so good like this, I'm not gonna be able to resist it for long. But for now…”

Jim flops down onto the rickety bed, pulling you with him to rest on his chest. The rhythmic rise and fall of his breath makes you feel calm, soothing you all the way down from your high. Jim brings a hand up to cradle your neck, pressing you into him just a bit more so that he can lean down to kiss your forehead.

As you lay there together, your eyes flutter closed.

“Jim?”

“Mm?”

“Thank you.”

“For what?” he scoffs.

Same playful Jim that you first fell for, weeks ago now. You can't help but smile, and snuggle up a bit closer.

“For always being here for me,” you answer.

“Of course, love.” Jim's breaths are slowing down now, lulling you into the same sleep that he's quickly falling into. “Any time.”

You kiss him, lips pressing into his bare chest, and Jim’s arms squeeze you tightly. As the sunlight streams in through the dusty windows, blanketing both of you in its warmth, you realize just how lucky you are. You press an ear against his chest, listening to the thrum of Jim’s heartbeat.

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bettsfic · 1 year

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oh sam clafin is so so pretty in djats. tbh i wasn't the biggest fan of the book & the show is a tad too corny/tropey for me so far, but still an entertaining easy watch with pretty people & fun music. it is very funny seeing them try to pass off sam claflin as like a 21 year old though lmao very how do you do fellow kids. i also have so many Thoughts i will keep to myself about him as an actor and about him repeatedly being miscast as a romantic/slutty/funny lead when he should be a dramatic villain evil character actor, which leads to him way overacting in a show like djats, but overall it's still fun to see him on screen if only for my finnick nostalgia. please do share your thoughts if you end up watching!

an entertaining easy watch with pretty people and fun music sounds good to me! right now i'm looking for things to watch that i won't want to write fic about. my "ooh i wanna write this" list is getting unmanageably long. my next major self writing lesson is going to be mastering the <10k story while still hitting all the emotional beats i'm interested in.

hard agree, sam claflin is definitely a character actor who is often miscast, but while i think he does evil villains really well, i think he's best at morally complex characters with a lot of layers. i know thg is probably his most commercial role but his portrayal of finnick is just startlingly good (and also "the hunger games movies are great, actually" is a hill on which i will perish). he was also phenomenal as hawkins in the nightingale where, to your point, he's absolutely the evil villain, but even though he has no redeeming qualities whatsoever, somehow his performance doesn't completely eject the viewer. (well, it definitely ejected some viewers during the awards circuit. the beginning of that film is one of the most brutal first acts of any movie i've ever seen.) my ideal role for him is one where he plays a villain whose character arc is redemption and self-actualization. but unfortunately that character trope is all but dead in american media.

i do feel bad for character actors who are hot. i remember a few years ago when sam rockwell won an award for three billboards outside ebbing missouri, he said something like [sic] "this is the worst thing that can happen to a character actor." so actors like cillian murphy and ben whishaw were serially miscast early in their careers.

(my go to example of the hypocrisy of acting awards is the florida project. willem dafoe got all this acclaim for his performance as a hotel maintenance guy, when the main characters seriously seemed like they were plucked up from a floridian walmart and filmed for a reality show. i mean, those performances were so seamlessly real that nobody even remembers them. fish tank is another example. i've seen that movie half a dozen times, and it's remembered for michael fassbender as the hot fucky step dad character, but katie jarvis as mia is just such an emotionally agonizing and vulnerable performance which deserved far more praise than it got.)

anyway! having watched nearly all of sam claflin's filmography, i do hope he never has to do another me before you or love, rosie again.

looking forward to watching daisy jones and the six once the season is out in full!

#tv rec

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mermaidsirennikita · 8 months

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i'm seeing people say this year will be a open race at the oscars with very little competition and idk if i agree?

I mean, I think it's inevitable that it won't be the race it was going to be, as movies are getting shuffled around due to the strikes. That does mean we'll probably see a less competitive year, but I think it's early to say that there will be NO competition. A couple movies that have been moved, which I do think could've been competitive--2 Dune 2 Furious, though I think that is................... dumb, and I don't think it would have been as competitive as Dune stans think (Best Picture and Best Director noms I could see it in the running for, in part because the Oscars want to get the stans watching, technical awards obvi, don't see any acting or writing noms possible). Challengers would've gotten interest simply because it's a Luca movie without cannibals, and it's starring buzzy young actors, one of which would absolutely bring attention from younger viewers, which is what the Oscars want.

Buuuut the Oscars have long favored non-blockbuster movies, which are often less concerned with profit and therefore don't have as much financial incentive to move their release dates. Now, an incentive to move your release date for Oscars is that most actors are not going to be able to campaign for themselves or their movies because of the SAG strike. Most, but not all, due to interim agreements struck, again, by smaller studios, enabling actors like Adam Driver to promote his movie, which, being a Michael Mann biopic starring Adam Driver, would probably be getting buzz as it is. All of this is assuming the strikes won't be resolved in time for proper campaigning, which is..... looking not unlikely.

So like... Barbie will be in contention, because it's been such a cultural marker of the year, made a fuckton of money, got good reviews, and will bring in eyeballs. For similar reasons, so will Oppenheimer, except Oppenheimer is the type of movie the Oscars actually like. (I mean, here's the thing--regardless of whether or not Cillian Murphy can campaign for that movie, I think it's gonna be a HARD go for any actor trying to beat Cillian Murphy--not just because it's a legit strong strong strong performance but also because the movie is MOSTLY him and it's five billion hours long and that's a feat that Oscars LOVE. Also, would Cillian Murphy have campaigned that hard for the Oscar anyway? Will Adam Driver campaign super hard for it even though he can? Lmao who knows, there are also personalities to consider here.)

Ferrari is out and fully promotable, early reviews could be stronger but Oscars love this type of movie and the actors involved (namely Adam and Penelope Cruz, Shailene eeeeh) mean Oscar buzz for acting noms. Emma Stone may not be able to promote Poor Things, but uh, it got REAL strong praise, it sounds like it's a major departure for Emma (the same way The Favourite was) and Yorgos is Yorgos. Maestro is happening, and tbh that sounds like a movie I.... am not going to be enamored with for multiple reasons, but Venice seemed to like it.

Killers of the Flower Moon is obviously going to be a big deal. Enough said there lol.

But yeah, idk, I don't think it'll be as competitive as it would've been without the strikes, but I think it's too early to tell exactly how competitive it will be.

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baekhvuns · 1 year

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I do agree RM doesn't always know how to play Barca, but they used to know, like AGES ago a the beginning of football so what happened 😭 Bayern needs to teach them, remember when they defeated Barca 8:2 in 2020 💀 I also remember them winning 7:0 or something. Yep Ancelotti is not it... 🔫

⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ what was that Al Nassr vs PSG game lmao, just pure clownery

Since I'm older you should also respect me, meanwhile I'm faced with so much disrespect!

Ok thanxx, I have one video on Harry saved from a person I'm subbed to, but I'm gonna ad these two as well

I was never a huge fan of SuperM, but at least their songs have some substance, GOT is just so mid or bad lmao, it's sad to see. Even the choreography and performance wasn't great, ehhh.

Speaking of SuperM, Yangyang posted an edit photo of WayV, only 6 members and Lookass stans got so maaaaaaad. YY always at the scene of the crime, good for him 😅 OP deleted her stupid ass tweet, but this

I just had this webtoon saved for months and didn't expect it to be so fun, also didn't expect Eunhyuk to be so sweet and </3 so it's not confirmed, but I know it's true, he has terrible parents and his mother hurt him, so now he's deaf in one ear, no one knows about it, we just get the hints. I didn't see them at first, but now it all makes sense 💔 Like they were listening to songs together and he couldn't hear, but pretended to 😢

The HP movies got better in terms of quality and story-telling over the years, but I have a very soft spot for the first two movies, I used to watch them on... VHS

Idk if you watched Red Eye with Cillian and Rachel McAdams, but man looked so pretty and fucking terrifying at the same time

Red cards for fansites god I wish!

I know people who own snakes! My mother used to hate them and she's still not a big fan, but once she touched a snake she was pleasantly surprised hausuahahahaha

When people tell Shakira "you're pushing 50s, grow up" yeah she's petty, but I support her shenanigans, because Pique deserves it 😊

BTW WHAT IS THIS

Seonghwa didn't wear that YSL brooch to be omitted like that...

Hoshi x Usher? Another random western artist x kpop artist interaction lol

Baeeek why would you I'm a cannibal actually

Did NOT expect a place called Brampton to look like this?! Pretty sure there's a park in Newcastle called Brampton

Breathtaking shit

This photo is sending me into the oblivion. Yeah it does for sure

Omg hoooold oooon. And when we make a webtoon character based on Park Seonghwa so we don't have to headcanon him as every single guy skdjeiehhedhdh

Soohyuk x Hoshi dating rumours?! - DV 💖

helllo!!!

EVEN AT THE BEGINNING OF FOOTBALL BESTIE those 1920's copa del ray's got barca at 15-1 and 10-0's 😭😭😭😭 nAHHH BAYERN IS SOME MONSTER IDK WHAT THE FUCK THEY GOT AGAINST EVERYONE, BUT I BE MISSING THEM MATCHES BC THOSE ARE HUMILIATING 😭😭😭 maybe now that we have lewa, their top scorer and xavi's way of playing maybe we can do it 😭😭 but dortmund is the only one who can teach bayern a good lesson <3 yeAHHH ancelotti changed the playing and it clearly is not working w them, and now it's psg v bayern, i have bare to no hope in psg bfdfhgf they're moody asf <3

NOOOO THE PSG AL NASSR WAS SO STUPIDLY HILARIOUS FOR RONALDO 😭😭😭it wasn’t a friendly, it was PERSONAL 😭😭 bro scoring the penalty like it was the world cup in a FRIENDLY but what a day, top 3 football players of all time on the same match and on the same field for probably the last time <3 end of an era truly, from 2008 to 2023 but they had fun, giggling on the field when ronaldo scored fdhsjfjbm did u hear about the chelsea signing the ukranian neymar going to chelsea AND HE FUCKING PLAYS LIKE HAZARD ANON!!!! and juventus downfall ✨

Since I'm older you should also respect me, meanwhile I'm faced with so much disrespect! /// Ok thanxx, I have one video on Harry saved from a person I'm subbed to, but I'm gonna ad these two as well

sorry im a little blind

either way it’s pretty fucked up book with him telling secrets that are not his to tell 😭😭 tbh made me feel bad about charles, he’s emotionally closed a little and harry diminished every time he tried hard to show his fatherhood!

Baek coming in 2 weeks, I swear it was 2 months not so long ago. I liked a few recent Exo's b-side, but I haven't listened to them in ages tbh. Shinee tour... you mean, 5 concerts in Seoul and 5 concerts in Japan? 😭 //// I was never a huge fan of SuperM, but at least their songs have some substance, GOT is just so mid or bad lmao, it's sad to see. Even the choreography and performance wasn't great, ehhh.

2 WEEKS. 2 WEEKS, OH MY GOD OUR MESSIAH IS COMING BACK 🤲🏻🤲🏻😭😭 the 2 year wait is finally over 😭😭😭 the bsides were def better! i keep coming back to the tempo era songs,,, oasis is just different 🤌🏻 NO SERIOUSLY ITS ALWAYS THAT AND THEY GO OUTSIDE ONCE IN A BLUE MOON THIS IS NOT FAIR i do not get what it is with sm not having their bg’s not go outside asia for concerts except for nct,,, like tvxq ever coming america???? no seriously at least their songs had a little oomph to it, convinced it is bc of taemin baek and kai taking initiative otherwise it would’ve been a got2.0 <3 no yeah the stage presence isn’t there and the whole BoA being 🔫🔫 comment 3 ate her up ngl 🤚🏻

WAIT NO WAY??? no cause id be pissed to, one member ruining the career of the entire group and I CANT POST A PETTY PICTURE??? well damn 🤨 common w for yangyang <3

i am sorry what.

him trying to listen to music with her is so 😭😭😭 STOP I KNOW ITS SAD BUT THAT IS SO SWEET STOP IT 😭😭😭 STOP IT I STARTED AND IM ALREADY 📈📉📈📉📈

The HP movies got better in terms of quality and story-telling over the years, but I have a very soft spot for the first two movies, I used to watch them on... VHS //// Idk if you watched Red Eye with Cillian and Rachel McAdams, but man looked so pretty and fucking terrifying at the same time

you're right!!! BUT THE FIRST TWO UR CORRECT they're always the best ones; maybe it's bc everything was starting, it's nostalgic and magicay,,, something so comforting about them,, LMFAOO NO WAY ON VHS??? u have the physical copies, im gonna collapse,, I HAVE NOT BUT I HAVE WATCHED CLIPS OF IT,, cillian murphy is the definition of intimidating beauty it's not even funny,,, im so vv executed for oppenheimer to drop and scream over him and the insane cast <3 BUT DO U REMEMBER MICHEIL HUISMAN IN THE AGE OF ADALINE !!!!!! HE’S !!!!!!! SO !!!!! GODLY !!!!! I WOULD DIE FOR THAT MAN

Red cards for fansites god I wish! /// I know people who own snakes! My mother used to hate them and she's still not a big fan, but once she touched a snake she was pleasantly surprised hausuahahahaha

bodyguards should start carrying them, it would confuse them and then u push <3 omg how does it feel like, squishy? leathery??? 😵‍💫 i wish u could see my expression right now, it’s something like this:

When people tell Shakira "you're pushing 50s, grow up" yeah she's petty, but I support her shenanigans, because Pique deserves it 😊 //// BTW WHAT IS THIS

they all say that until it’s their turn and they end up in jail 🤨 pique deserves every bit of the pettiness, no one likes him,,, messi’s wife supporting miss shakira they def knew his jerkass,,, STOP IT HFMWBDKSHDKW THATS SO FUNNY 😭😭😭😭😭 THE INTERNET NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME LAUGH

Seonghwa didn't wear that YSL brooch to be omitted like that... //// Hoshi x Usher? Another random western artist x kpop artist interaction lol

NO BECAUSE THAT MAN REPS YSL MORE THAN ANY IDOL, WHERE 🤨 him having those edits of waving and walking in between ppl with guards by him, when is it our turn to experience this. no do u rmr the ailee and ch*s br*wn thing 💀

Baeeek why would you I'm a cannibal actually //// Did NOT expect a place called Brampton to look like this?! Pretty sure there's a park in Newcastle called Brampton

LMFAOOOOO <333 i support this type of cannibalism only <3,,, it really looks like italy flew over ☺️☺️☺️ but it's genuinely a trashy place unless u live on the rich side, WAIT NO WAY??? we have a london, surrey, victoria, bath, edmonotn, oxford and paris too, u guys got a westminster too no?? THERE'S EVEN A LIVERPOOL HERE IM CRYING

Breathtaking shit //// This photo is sending me into the oblivion. Yeah it does for sure

he’s SO ethereal, AND THIS??? the hair in this is so

SEONGHWA??? IS AN UNCLE????? FBWNDH and if i cry 🫡

Omg hoooold oooon. And when we make a webtoon character based on Park Seonghwa so we don't have to headcanon him as every single guy skdjeiehhedhdh //// Soohyuk x Hoshi dating rumours?! - DV 💖

onG THAT ART IS GORGEOUS ?????£~€]&$£?!? i saw this the other day and thought it was a hwa 😭😭 I SUPPORT THIS COUPLE VERY MUCH, THE LOUD AND THE QUIET, IM INTO THIS, DISPATCH WHERE ARE U

anon😭😭

saw this the other day and thought of your friends dream 😔😔

do you remember this day, thus started my bbhwa obsession actually

😭😭😭

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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zodiyack · 3 years

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Some Good in Our Lives

Pairing: Thomas Shelby x Female!Reader

Warnings: Jealousy, angst

Words: 975

Key: Italic + small font = thoughts, italic + small font + bold = narration (Thomas narrating)

Summary: Wherein a brother's jealousy causes more than one heart to break, as well as two very important people in his life to be angry with him and the woman he loves to leave his life.

Note: Saw this prompt/challenge on tiktok and decided to give a go at it! The original prompt is at the end if you'd like to try! Also, sorry if Tommy seems a little out of character, although I said I wanted to try my go at this prompt, the key-word is try. (And I’m finishing that last request)

Masterlist | Peaky Blinders Masterlist | Cillian Murphy Masterlist

Taglist: @matth1w, @redspaceace-writes, @fandom-puff, @darling-i-read-it, @simonsbluee, @captivatedbycillianmurphy, @jenepleurepasbaby, @sebastianstanslefteyebrow, @stuckysslag, @psychkunox, @i-love-superhero, @marquelapage, @peakyxtommy, @stydia-4-ever, @babylooneytoonz

'Deep down, I knew they didn't deserve it.' Please just leave

'Ridiculous.' Tommy thought, smoke pooling from his lips as he flicked the cigarette between his fingers and watched as the cheery woman greeted the other men in the bar. 'Those pigs don't deserve her smiles.' Then she made her way to the open door of the private booth belonging to the Shelbys.

"Good evening John, Arthur, Tommy."

"What's so good 'bout it?"

She turned back to Tommy, brows furrowed, "Pardon?"

"I said, what's so good about this evening? Bunch of drunk men and an annoying little girl who doesn't seem to take a hint."

His brothers looked down, avoiding the tension straining the room the best they could. However, they couldn't help but listen to the exchange taking place before them.

"I'm not a little girl, Thomas. I'm a woman. A woman who deserves respect at that." She spoke bluntly, eyes dropping into a glare. "If you'd rather me stop simply being nice to you, than that's on you." She turned back to the two sitting quietly. "It was nice to see you, gentlemen. I apologize for the inconvenience you were cursed with."

Arthur chuckled, "What inconvenience might that be, Y/n?"

"Of having him as a brother."

With that, she turned and walked right out, making sure to slam the door behind her. Unbeknownst to Y/n, and Tommy's brothers, Tommy smiled a bit. 'That'a girl.'

His actions weren't genuine, not that she knew that. He appreciated her greeting him every day, but his jealous side couldn't help but get the better of him.

She was an innocent woman as well, and everyone knew that the Shelby boys weren't great company for those of clean mind. He'd always said that she was too good for this world, but never once would he admit his feelings aloud.

His brothers flirted too much for comfort, the men in the garrison as well. He didn't want her hanging around them. Tommy didn't care if it was fair or not, nor did he care if people thought it was cruel.

He loved her too much to do anything else.

"Why're you so mean to her?" Arthur asked. He looked ahead at the woman in question, Y/n laughing with Ada as they drank.

Tommy followed his brother's eyes, "Why do you ask?"

"You like her, don't you Tom?" he chuckled.

"What makes you say that?"

"Many things...Pol thinks you do. Pol's always right."

'I’d never been more frustrated with that woman and her great skill to see through me. I’d looked up to her most my life, and I know she was just doing what was good for me, Arthur too, but I was an idiot.'

“Pol also has no place in this.”

“You can say that Tom, but I side with her on this one.” He shook his head and continued to drink peacefully.

Thomas became tormented with thoughts of the simple conversation. Things he knew to be false, such as Arthur chasing Y/n’s affection, came to mind and made him grow an even deeper shade of red...figuratively that is. The blinder was skilled in keeping a blank facade.

After he’d decided that he’d had just about enough with the trouble his mind was causing him, he stood up and walked to the women he and Arthur had been watching.

“Y/n.”

She paused, laughter falling quiet, and turned, the joy on her face suddenly dropping. Tommy would be a liar if he were to say that his heart didn’t ache at her response, but he is also far too stubborn to openly admit such.

“Leave.”

“Excuse me?”

“I said leave, Y/n. The pub is no place for silly little girls. You too Ada, you best be off as well.”

“You’re just as much in charge of me as you are of her,” Ada scoffed.

“I didn’t ask whether I was in charge of you or not. I told you to leave.”

The pub slowly began to grow quiet as more and more people started to stare at the event unfolding in front of them. “I’ll do no such thing, Thomas.” Y/n crossed her arms.

“Did I ask if you would?”

“Did I ask if you asked?”

He rolled his eyes, “I’m tired of your childishness-” bar.

’I tried to plead, “Please, just go home, this isn’t a safe place”...but I was fool who persistently chose to use cruelty over simply saying those three daunting words.'

“And I’m tired of you treating me like a child.” Y/n nodded.

“Then why don’t you grow up and act like a damn woman?” His words were, just as he’d said, childish and his argument was weak. However, Y/n had been yelled at by the man she once looked to with great admiration far too much tonight.

Gasps sounded throughout the room, Tommy clenched his jaw, and Y/n stood her ground with knitted brows. They stood like that for a moment or two, neither making a move until Y/n looked around. She looked back to Arthur and gave him a sorry nod before turning and leaving the bar quietly.

The pub never once returned to rowdiness that night.

"Where's Y/n?"

Arthur lifted his head, eyes darting back and forth. "You didn't hear?" Thomas shook his head, causing Arthur to sigh. He felt great sympathy for his brother but he also felt somewhat angry with him.

"She had it, really Tom. Broke her good, that you did." A weak chuckle left his mouth, attempting to hide the true sadness visible on his features.

"Not just that, Tom, but you pushed her past the edge. She moved to America, said to tell you she's sorry for being such an inconvenience." John rose from his seat, anger in his eyes, "Had to go an' ruin some good in our lives didn't you?"

All he could do was take a seat and look down in shame. He did this. He was the cause of her leaving, and he knew it. As he lit a cigarette, he thought to himself. Not only did he hurt his brothers, but he hurt her.

'Deep down, I knew they didn't deserve it.'

I suck at conflict lmao

Write a short story or make a short film with a narrator and have the beginning of the story start with them saying "deep down, I knew they didn't deserve it." and the narrator is like jealous of another character because something good happens to them and then the narrator does something- ruins their life, spreads nasty rumors about them, something like that, but at the end, the same line is said. "Deep down, I knew they didn't deserve it."

The first time, it's said with jealousy, the second, it's an admission of guilt.

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krismusings · 3 years

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discord text thread featuring : Roman and @wtfraelynn

when : 02/09/21

mentions : @cilliankelly, @judetaylorhq, @vivibeckett

description : Rae confronts Roman about his confrontation with Cillian

TWs: i don’t think so dewhfiwefhewu

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

hey honey.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

hey beautiful

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

listen...i heard about last night.

my brother says you accosted cil?

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I confronted him yes

he hurt my sister.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

okay...but did you respond in a violent way.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I didn’t hurt him or anything

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

thankfully it didn't come to that.

but did you touch him

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

Rae I really don’t want to talk about it

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

I mean. This involves my family, Ro.

I love you no matter what, but like, I'm going to let you know if I think you're wrong.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

cillian is not your family

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

He is. We grew up together.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

and he wronged my family.

yeah and what about your friendship with me? Is that shit or?

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i just said that i love you

you are just as important, and that's why i just want to understand what happened.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I’m not sorry for what I did. He broke my sister’s heart and used her, so I confronted him. I didn’t hit him like I wanted to so I count that as a win.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

But you touched him, it wasn't just a confrontation.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I grabbed the collar of his shirt. It’s not the end of the world.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

so you don't care that the fact that you scared him breaks my heart?

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

it breaks my heart that just because he’s your brother’s boyfriend, it doesn’t matter what he does to hurt other people.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

did i say that?

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

you know it takes a lot to upset me. I put up with a lot of shit to avoid confrontation.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

he's more than just jude's boyfriend, i told you he's my family. you don't know what it was like to grow up the way that we did. all we had was each other.

i know that you do. but you didn't have to do it the way that you did.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

and he’s not perfect.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

and i would never say that he is.

i mean can you imagine me calling someone perfect when i'm...literally this

the bar would have to be on the ground

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

there’s nothing wrong with you.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

there's a lot. but that doesn't matter.

look i just love you and i want this to be right.

and i love him and i need that to be okay.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I love you too and maybe eventually I’ll be sorry for scaring cillian but right now I’m not. I need him to make shit right with my sister.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i love vivi, and i'm sorry that he hurt her feelings.

you don't know the fear that went through me when jude just told me all that.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

she left the country because of him

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i had no idea that was him until literally today

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I didn’t know until last night because my sister is a good person and didn’t want anyone upset

but it is what it is

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i mean i can't relate to feeling that strongly about something but i'm sure if i could, i'd understand.

i wouldn't even leave the state over someone, so that's the point of view i have to work with

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

listen, I get it. You’re picking sides and your side is with Cillian.

just give me time

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

ro i love you.

i'm not trying to lose this

actually i think if i did i might die

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I’m not going anywhere but I feel how I feel and I can’t help that right now

I’m not saying I won’t apologize to cillian

but right now I don’t feel sorry

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁��𝓃𝓃

i can understand that.

you didn't say it back.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I love you Rae. Nothing is ever going to change that.

what I AM sorry for, is that anything I’ve done has upset you.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

thank you, i do appreciate that.

I hope that when things look clearer in the rearview, we can talk about it in a more...productive way.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I know you have a history with Cill. I have a history with my sister. We were abused growing up and I was the only one there to protect her. I’ll always protect her.

and I hate that it was cillian. I do.

i care about him too. But it’s my sister.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

I mean. I called Claud a liar in the middle of a coffee shop just weeks ago. So I can't say I don't understand the impulse.

Just know that I understand. I don't like it, but I understand.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I’m sorry I did anything to upset you.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

I love you and you love me and we'll get through this.

It wasn't a fight. We didn't ruin our streak.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

let me take you to lunch or something please. We’ll talk about it in person.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

Maybe tomorrow? I just ate a giant breakfast. Guy I went home with cooked for me.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

oooo fancy lol

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

raelynn. I'm gonna be bloated at work tonight but it's worth it bc dude makes the best fucking coffee.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

I'm gonna be bloated at work tonight but it's worth it bc dude makes the best fucking coffee.

literally my belly is sticking out

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

that’s adorable

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i hope nobody asks aaron if one of his cage dancer's is pregnant

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

oh stop lol

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

smooches u. i'm glad we're not fighting.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

me too I was about to panic

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i was already crying lmao

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I love you. I’m so sorry this has upset you.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i don't like what you did but i still love you, doofus.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

it was hot though at least right? Tell me my aggression is hot

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

are we talking about a scenario where it's not someone i'm ride or die for?

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

yes

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

bc in that situation, if i saw it, i'd be on my knees for you in less than a second.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

ok good that makes me feel better

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i've never ever seen you like that.

the idea of it in this context makes me ill. but in another context, idk, i'd maybe need to act up

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

yeah it takes a lot to push me lol

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i guess i'm just happy no one was seriously hurt.

but i still want you to make this right. when you're ready.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I definitely wouldn’t hurt him. That’s not what I wanted.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

I can't see that ever being something you want.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I’m just tired of Vivi getting shit on when she’s such a good person and has been through so much.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

she's gonna find someone who's emotionally ready for her at some point. it just really wasn't cil, you know?

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

I know but it could’ve been handled better.

𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃

i think so too. but what's done is done.

#cell #interaction : Rae

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cilliankelly · 3 years

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text 📱 cillian & ellie.

Discord text thread featuring: cillian & @robinscnfm

When: december 25th

Mentions: @judetaylorhq @loganstjames @iitsace

Description: ellie texts cillian to wish him merry xmas. they discuss their relationships and ellie encourages cillian to try and be better, but for himself, not for anyone else.

Trigger Warnings: insecurities galoooore but i think that’s it.

ellie.

merry christmas dumbass 🤩 hope u had a good time and that your leg is better ❤️ you’re awesome buddy

Cillian

thanks els bells

i know i don’t always act like i do, but i really do appreciate you and shit. thanks for everything and merry christmas

also i’m sorry about your couch

ellie.

i know you do ❤️ no problem. I really did take you in just to do you a solid, buddy

no problem 😂

i might not even need to get one. Yknow, logan asked me to move in and if i do, probably the less furniture the better. U know i have enough shit as it is lmao

Cillian

👀

does this mean you’re seriously considering it?

moving in with the boyfriend?

ellie.

honestly? I kind of am

i have until mid january to think about it

and i like his apartment, plus our schedules don’t always line up because he has a day job and i have a morning job and a night job, which makes hanging out impossible sometimes

Cillian

these all seem like very sensible conclusions

ellie.

They are. I mean. Its kind of scary im ngl

Cillian

definitely scary. but good i think.

ellie.

im not used to living with anyone which definitely freaks me out

and u know i love my crappy ass apartment

but.... its also exciting idk

Cillian

no i totally get it.

i mean it’s a little different for me bc until recently i didn’t really feel like i ever had a home

but it’s nice. it’s big and it’s kind of scary but it’s also really great.

ellie.

ohhhh wait wait 👀

are u moving in w .. someone?

its such a nice apartment too im ngl

and he doesnt let me pay for anything which wasnt an issue when we were 18 but now it makes me feel ✨very guilty✨

Cillian

fuck tell me about it

and i mean... yeah. he gave me a key for christmas

ellie

omg im so happy for you!!!!

thats so so awesome

fuckin scary too but im excited for u

Cillian

thanks. i desperately trying to not fuck it up anymore than i already have. but i feel good about it.

ellie.

he wants to marry me

Cillian

holy shit

i know you guys dated in high school but you’ve been together how long?

ellie.

a fuckin MOOD but hes lucky to have u. Yall are a good match

Cillian

wow thanks. that’s actually like, good to hear.

i kind of feel like i magically won the best friend/boyfriend lottery or something

ellie.

this time around? About a month. Overall? Like almost three years

but no. What he said was that he still had the ring he’d bought back then

and that he wanted to give it to me whenever i was ready to be asked

it fuckin scares me how much he loves me idk what i did to deserve it

U SAID BOYFRIEND

Cillian

sounds like we really are in the same boat

wait what

ellie.

im so happy

yeah we are. Idk ive never been with anyone who loved me so... up front and decisively

Cillian

it’s fucking terrifying

ellie.

it is

Cillian

like i’m really happy???? but i look at him and my chest gets all tight and all i can think about is how much it’s gonna suck to lose him.

also i’m a bit buzzed on wine right now and this conversation is staying RIGHT HERE eleanor.

i have a rep to maintain

ellie.

THATS LOVEEEEE CILLIANNN

and idk im conflicted. He told me he wanted to pick it up where we left off and i told him i wanted to take it slow, and he agreed

and i do want to take it slow....... but oof falling back to the place where we used to be before It happened has been so easy its fuckin scary

Cillian

and oh my god shut uuuuuuuuuuup

i can’t even imagine.

ace is back in town and that’s been... weird

ellie.

IM NOT GONNAAAA U LOOOVE UR BF

my resolve to go slow with him is getting weaker and weaker i am such a mess

i know. I think i saw her the other day. Hows everything on that front?

Cillian

i don’t know. fine? a little awkward. i don’t have feelings for her still but like. i see her and it reminds me how shitty i was. and still am.

ellie.

and dont worry. Yes people leave but not the ones that really love you.... and i have a feeling u found it

Cillian

i think it’s really bumming him out that like... nobody knows we’re... together.

ellie.

yeah why is that?

Cillian

i don’t know...

telling people makes it like... real.

and jude thinks that by not telling people it makes it easier for me to take it all back and regress or whatever

but i just... ellie i’m like positive that i’m gonna fuck this up. and i don’t know if i want to share it. with anyone really. not when it’s this good.

i don’t know if that makes any sense

ellie.

but its important to him

Cillian

he says it’s fine but i know it’s not.

ellie.

and listen

theres a strong possibility you WILL fuck it up and theres also a strong possibility that you will NOT fuck it up. No one knows.

and theres a possibility that he’ll fuck it up

or maybe something else will come in between you two and pull you apart

no one fucking knows ok dude

Cillian

jesus ellie, not making this any easier over here

ellie.

and you’re wasting the sweetest part of a relationship by thinking about the end

so like. The most u can do is stop thinking so far ahead, stop getting in your own way, and every day make the conscious decision to show him you love him and to not to fuck it up. Thats all any of us can do

Cillian

i don’t deserve him, i really don’t.

i’ve never felt so useless in my entire life.

ellie.

youre not useless

but i get you, i really do

Cillian

i can’t even fucking walk correctly. i can’t work. i can’t do anything

and i don’t know that i’ve ever like, really wanted to be better. but fuck. he deserves more than this.

ellie.

no no dont think like that

if you want to do anything about becoming more educated or some shit like that you have to do it for YOU because YOU deserve better

Cillian

it was hard enough the first time around. i’m just not cut out for it.

ellie.

i just think you havent found the right motivation

Cillian

and what’s that? the right motivation?

ellie.

idk how to describe it

like when i was in college i would think about graduating and being independent and it got me through boring classes and shit like that

so yeah. maybe what you need is motivation

Cillian

i know this is dumb. and it’s gonna get me an eye roll or something. but it’s just so much easier... to not.

ellie.

no its not dumb

but like. sometimes the things that are worth it arent the easy ones

Cillian

i just don’t want to fail again.

ellie.

bad news, youre gonna

Cillian

you’re all sunshine and rainbows this evening

ellie.

im tipsyyy

and also giving it to u straight

ur gonna fail bc failing is just. part of the human experience

but !! ur also gonna succeed my dude

Cillian

i guess you don’t know if you don’t try.

ellie.

also idk i think ur fear is valid and it happens to me too

so i just think itd be bullshit to tell u like <3 ur not gonna fail <3 everything will work out <3

Cillian

yeah. i wouldn’t believe you if you said that anyways.

ellie.

yeah exactly so like

the best thing i can say is that when you think that youre gonna fail just. try to think the opposite

Cillian

easier said than done

but i appreciate the advice

ellie.

yeah i know it is

no problem buddy <3 anytime

#texts → cillian & ellie #discord #i love these two sm

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The Peaky Designer - Cillian Fanfic, Chapter 22

Hello, welcome back. Below is the next instalment of my fanfiction!

Leave a like or a comment if you liked it, or if I can do anything better! Please, it would mean the world and to understand if anyone is enjoying my writing. Also, sharing/reblogging would be even better.

PLEASE READ:

I will not be including Cillian’s family as it’s kinda weird since he has children lmao. Just a mention of his parents and a previous lover.

I will indicate in a chapter if there is smut in the beginning and before the actual scene!!

I will add trigger warnings if there is any!!

There is a variety of levels of swearing during a chapter, I will not hold back, everyone swears.

The timestamp for the Fic is now 2016 and onwards!!

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Background: Gabrijela Babic is a Croatian girl from Sydney, Australia. She is born in the year 1991 on the 24th of December. She studies a Fashion degree in a University with a major in Game Design as well. Her teacher in the fashion designer class managed to nail an Internship on the set of Peaky Blinders with the shows very own Costume Designer, Allison McCosh. There, she travels to London for under a year to learn how to be one, working alongside the actors as well the man she admires, Cillian Murphy. But, her platonic feelings for the man begins to grow into something more, and she wonders whether she should pursue them or let him go for fear of her strict parents and her three older brothers…

Characters:

Swantje Paulina as Gabrijela Babic (swalina on Instagram)

Cillian Murphy

Word Count: 8,912

!!Warnings!!: Sex scenes early in the chapter

Date: February 2017

Chapter Name: Dinner at a Wogs House

Brief Chapter Outline: Gabrijela and Cillian go on a quick shopping spree before it’s time for the gentle Irish man to meet Gabrijela’s very large family...

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"Cillian!" Gabrijela drawled out his name as his arms slid around her and she was pulled back on the bed and grunted softly. "You must let me go." She whined.

He clutched her close to his body and tangled his legs in hers, "I don't want you to go." He kissed her neck and knew how much she liked it. And how it turned her on.

She let out a soft sigh as she reached back and tangled her hand into his hair, "Cillian... Baby... You can't... Make me... Stay... I'll be late for work..." She felt his body move on top of hers and she was pinned to the bed. She was so sensitive since yesterday but she was growing wet and aching already for him. She didn't fight him off when he pushed off her tights and underwear, then felt his cock rest on her ass before he was in her. She gripped the sheets as she let out a moan.

Cillian took her hands in his, lacing his fingers and started to thrust into her. His little quickie with her turned into thirty minutes of absolutely making love to her body. He loved the way she made blissful expressions and her grip on his shoulders when he turned her around to finish in her a third time. He grinned at her when he slowed down and kept his hips pressed to hers.

"You are such a bastard." She moaned as he thrust into her once more. "Cillian... Please. God. I-I do have to go." She laughed as he kissed her neck.

"Okay. Okay." He laughed with her and pushed himself off her and pulled out with a soft groan and laid back on the bed to watch her.

Gabrijela rolled her eyes as she went to the bathroom to clean up a bit and then came out to pull on her thong and her tights.

"So beautiful." He commented as he admired her, "Come here."

She raised a brow and came to the edge of the bed as he moved close to a sitting position. He placed his hands on her hips and pushed up her shirt to reveal her tummy, "Be good." He murmured to her tummy and pressed soft kisses in a heart shape.

Gab felt tears in her eyes as she gently laid her hands on his head and had the biggest smile ever, "I love you, Cillian. You will make a perfect father." She met his gaze and leaned down to kiss him softly.

"My wonderful girl, she's going to be an as equally perfect mother." He smiled and kissed her lovingly.

She giggled, "I'll see you later, baby." She kissed his forehead as she pulled away and tugged on her sneakers, "I will call you when I get to work, when I have lunch and when I leave to see you tonight."

"Alright. Can't wait to see you, my love. Have a wonderful day." He squeezed her sides and she turned to leave for work.

Work went swiftly but she was itching to get back to the hotel room and see her lover. When lunch came around she called him and they chatted, he was at the Queen Victoria Building and checking the shops out and had bought some... Things. She knew he found something for her and she grumbled, "You should save your money for yourself!"

"Yes... Nah. I don't need to. Want to get something nice for you." He mused.

"Valentine's day is over, babe." She said as she took a bite into her chicken wrap she got from Le Wrap.

"Yeah, but the sales! You know I love a good sale." He retorted.

"Oh, so I'm only good enough for sales?" She teased.

"Oh no, you are worth every cent in the whole world." He replied with a smile.

"Aw, Cilly. You sweetheart." She blew him a kiss, "Also make sure you look for a suit. We got tomorrow only before we leave on Friday." She reminded him.

"Already on it, beautiful." He said.

"Okay. Good boy. I better go. Have to go back to workin'." She said and they said their good-byes and she hung up.

Then her mother called.

She groaned and picked up, "Hello?"

"Hi, darling. How are you going?" She asked her.

"Fine. Finishing lunch and about to head back to work. You?" She replied as she packed up her rubbish and slowly made her way back up to her work.

"I'm fine. I've been meaning to ask you something." She continued hesitantly.

Gab leaned against a railing in front of her work, "Yeah?"

There was a pause, "When will you come back home? Your dad has calmed down and wants you back here."

She sighed, "If only you promise me you won't make any more unnecessary comments on who I can see or be with."

Her mum seemed to reply much longer before she sighed, "Gabrijela you know we worry about you. With what happened with your ex-"

"He is nothing like my ex, mum. He is absolutely perfect. You haven't even met him. Why make such harsh assumptions?" Gab frowned and sounded hurt. "You've seen the photos on Facebook anyway, does he seem like a cruel man?

"I'm sorry darling. Alright. Why don't we have dinner tomorrow night then? I'll get dad to cook up a barbeque." Her mum replied.

"Okay. That sounds wonderful. Have to come back anyway to pack up for Friday. I'll be going in my own car with Cillian since he's invited to. So you don't have to worry too much." She said.

"Alright, we will see you tomorrow. Love you." She said.

"Before you go, will everyone be there?" Gab asked.

"They will. They all want to meet your... Boyfriend." Her mum said.

"Ugh... Fine. I'll give him a warning." Gab huffed.

"Only good things. Have fun at work. Love you." She said.

"Love you too, mum," Gab replied and head back to work.

Work went swiftly and she bought some boxers for Cillian and some other clothing wear. She gave him a call that she was heading back and had some news for him. When she arrived at the room he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, "My love." She murmured against his lips as he carried her to the bed.

"Hello. How was work?" He kissed her lovingly.

"It was good. I missed you a lot." She smiled and cupped his face before her eyes caught some bags near the dresser.

"I've missed you too. I got you something." He said as he pulled back and handed her a black bag.

"Oh? Have you now?" She took the bag and pulled out the box inside. She popped the lid and gasped as she pulled out the items. It was a very sexy lingerie piece, it was red and lacy. The bra was more of a bralette with wire for some support, the thong was strappy and also had matching shorties. Beneath it was a silk red slip with twin high thigh splits with a bit of lace at the neckline. "Oh, Cillian! You sneaky man." She leaned up and kissed him.

"You like it?" He asked as he watched her put the slip against her.

"It's perfect. I love it so much." She nodded as she packed it up neatly in the box. "Thanks, Cilly." She stood and kissed him. "I got something for you too." She mused as she stepped back and handed him a Bonds bag.

"You didn't need to." He said as he took the bag and pulled out the things. "Oh damn, I do need new boxers. And sleepwear. Thanks, my love. I love it." He leaned in and kissed her sweetly.

"Good. I was sick of seeing those rags you drag around." She nipped his jaw.

"I can chuck them out now." He nodded.

She giggled, "What's the plan tonight?" She asked.

"Don't know. Dinner?" He asked.

"Alright. My shout though. I know a place. Just casual though." She said and they got ready. She didn't apply any make-up since she had some on already, just combed back her hair and pulled on a white playsuit with gold downwards stripes, it had off the shoulder frilly sleeves. She topped it off with black high-top chucks and posed in the mirror.

"Wonderful," Cillian said as he fixed the collar of his dark blue shirt and then patted his jeans down. "How do I look?"

"Ravishing." She stuck her tongue out and came over, kissing his cheek, "Let's go my love."

They headed to the harbour once more and she took him to a restaurant called Olivio's. There she told him about tomorrow night and the dinner with her family.

"Already?" He cocked a brow as he took a sip of his red.

"Yeah. The whole squad is gonna be there. So let's hope the kids will keep the air soft and relaxed. I am not up for any arguments." She sat back.

"Mm." Cillian nodded. Gabrijela told him once that her family, especially her parents, were harsh critics on her life and anything she did. Even to who she saw and was with and he wondered what their opinions were of him dating their young daughter. He could most likely see their point as there is a clear issue: The age gap. But he wasn't going to let that come between him or Gab. He would love her endlessly.

"You don't sound so sure." She tilted her head to the side.

"No, I am sure. I guess I will take it as it is. We can only see how it goes tomorrow. You think telling them your pregnant is too early?" He asked.

"Oh most definitely yes. I... That is way too early. Only there to let them meet you and like you before we can tell them another time." But she knew time was ticking and they had to come clean in the next week or so. Before Cillian would leave to go back to Dublin and soon after start filming.

Cillian knew her thoughts and reached over to take her hand and squeezed it, "Together we will." He murmured gently.

"I know." She smiled and squeezed his hand back.

Their food came and they dug in, she changed the subject and told him she had found a place for them on the South Coast, a place called Gillards Beach which was just before Tathra, a small coastal town. It was like wild camping, no electricity and no showers but had toilets. Cillian seemed eager and she reminded him she would bring plenty of water to refresh themselves. He was still excited either way and told her of a story when he was a boy and camped with his family. The night was light and airy with a lovely summer breeze. They spent the night walking the harbour, hand in hand and talking about new songs that were coming out. They took more cute selfies, sat on the steps cuddled close and kissed. Her legs were hooked over his and she cupped his face with a hand and gave him soft kisses, "Have I told you how much I love you?" She murmured.

"Always." He leaned in, returning her kisses, "Have I told you how much I love you?"

"Every day, every hour, every minute to the last second." She deepened the kiss, her hand now on the back of his head.

His arms circled around her to draw her in closer and they held their kiss. There was a flash and he opened his eyes to see some girls some meters away from them whispering fast as they did something on their phone, when they looked up the girl lost her smile a little and knew she was caught. "Hold up," Cillian said against Gabrijela's lips as he stood and wandered over.

Gab raised a brow and crossed her leg, watching him come to the girls. She could hear the conversation.

"Girls." Cillian smiled at them and they smiled back.

"Hi, Cillian." One said with a blush.

"Hello." The other replied.

"I'm going to cut this short and sweet. I'd appreciate if you didn't take photos of me with my girlfriend, I'd like you to know I am not a fan of sneaky photos while I'm out and about. It is quite rude and not fair for myself or my girlfriend to have strangers have photo's of us together and posting them without our consent." Cillian explained with politeness, Gabrijela's heart swooned.

"Oh... But... Okay. I understand. But there are photos already circulating, the ones she's posted." The girl said.

"Well, I've given her consent to post them. She can do what she likes because I trust her. Besides, she does not post much anyway. She does show me what she posts and I'm happy for her to express her happiness like that." Cillian said. "So if it would be no trouble, but to delete the ones you just took." He was stern but kind and watched the girl delete the photos. Even in her secondary trash so there was no evidence left on her phone. "I appreciate that a lot." He smiled.

Gabrijela came over and giggled, "Okay. Enough hassling the girls. Why don't you sit with them and I'll take a photo? Come on you butt, I know you love to smile." She pinched his arm and he chuckled.

"So demanding." He mumbled and took his spot between the girls. He wrapped his arms around them both as Gabrijela used the girl's phone to snap a picture.

"Perfecto! Here you go, girls. I hope my man wasn't too harsh." She slipped her hand in Cillians.

"No, of course not. He was very kind. Thank you." They both blushed, "You're so lucky."

"I know. Couldn't ask for anyone better. Don't ever settle on something you know you don't like. You'll find that person eventually." Gab glanced up at Cillian and had the most loving smile ever.

The girls made an 'aw' sound and mentioned how cute they were before congratulating Cillian on his recent season of Peaky Blinders. Gab kept it short when it came to her falling in love and did not go into much detail before they had to go. The girls waved as they scurried away.

"I wasn't too harsh, was I?" Cillian wrapped his arms around her as they stood there.

"No. I think what you said was good and polite. You know what you like and don't like and made sure to remind those girls. You are a good man, and I love you." She kissed him softly.

"I love you too," He said and kissed her back deeply.

They headed back to the hotel room to have a very sensual bath together where they kissed and touched each other. It was Cillian's idea as he treated her all night long, taking her slow and easy, his hands roving over her skin and his lips kissing spots on her body which she didn't know would feel good. He wanted to remind her again who she was to him and how much she meant to him, his body driving into hers in pleasurable hard thrusts. When they were both done they snuggled close to each other and fell asleep like that.

Next-Day...

They wandered the streets of Sydney, going to every suit place they could come by. Tried things on but Gabrijela didn't like his choices nor where they went to. They had a bit of a heated argument about Cillian getting frustrated with the constant shake of her head and not liking anything he tried on.

"I don't want you to look daggy." She said as they left the fifth suit store now.

"I know that. But they did look good on me!" He shot back as they came to another store, Peter Jackson.

"Of course but I'm telling you this store is good. Dom and Leo got their suits here for their weddings and they were perfect." Gab countered.

Cillian sighed and let her guide him into the store. She made quick conversation with the guy that greeted them and it was time to change into the various things she picked out. An hour and a half later... It was done.

Gabrijela came behind him and beamed as she hugged him, "Wow." She murmured.

The jacket and pants were a shade of gunmetal blue, maybe a bit more on the blue side with a dark ashy grey buttoned-down shirt. He insisted he would use his own black shoes but Gabrijela got him to wear a pair from the store. "I look good?" He asked and smiled.

"Like a snack." She nodded and pulled away to walk around him, running her hand along his arms and his back before she stopped before him, her hands on his waist.

"I like it." He grinned at her as he placed his hands on her shoulders, "But I really don't think I need one... I do have-"

"Shut it. I like this one, it's not even tailored and it fits you perfectly." She leaned up and kissed him softly.

"Alright, boss. Whatever you say." He laughed softly, his voice doing that cute little crack as he returned to kiss her deeply.

Someone cleared their throat, "How is the suit?" The male worked chuckled.

Gab blushed, "I like it. I think I will take it." Cillian replied as his arm snaked around her waist.

"Fantastic. I'll give you a great deal." He said with a smile.

Cillian disappeared back into the changing room and came back out soon after. Gabrijela took the clothing from him, "Everything?" He asked.

"Yep. Everything." She brought the things to the counter. A good deal was done and Gabrijela wanted to pay.

"No. I will." Cillian cocked an eyebrow as she faced him.

"You can buy my dress if that makes you happy?" She grinned.

He grounded his teeth together and nodded, "Fine." His hand went down her back and squeezed her ass and she giggled. Then it was off to a shop she knew and had booked an appointment with.

"Woah, how is this a formal place?" He asked as they entered a store that was just full of wedding dresses.

"They got a second and third level, dummy." She laughed and talked to a lady who disappeared upstairs. They hovered about and Cillian took this time to watch Gabrijela run her hands along with the multitude of dresses and smiling softly. He could see in her eyes the yearning for one of these dresses, he could see her in one...

"I love wedding dresses." She said as she came over to him.

"Yeah?" He asked with a smile.

"Mhm, I don't think I could pinpoint a favourite." She giggled. Cillian could only smile more and wrap an arm around her.

"Hello, Gabrijela! Great to see you again!" An older woman came over and the pair hugged.

"Hi, Sasha. It's good to see you again. We just came back from suit shopping." Gab smiled wide.

"Oh? What for?" She asked as she glanced at Cillian.

"A wedding," Gabrijela said.

"Wedding? You didn't tell me you were getting married!" Her eyes widened with shock.

"No!" Gab laughed and shook her head, "Sorry. I meant we are going to a wedding. Driving up tomorrow. So I need the dress by today."

Sasha nodded, "Right! Okay, well let's head up and start to see what you are after." Sasha said.

Gabrijela introduced Cillian to Sasha before it was time to explore what they had. Gabrijela changed countless times, showing it off for Cillian who was now being a pain in the ass when he didn't like any. But he did like the super tight ones. Gab rolled her eyes but when the last dress came... Gabrijela was in love instantly. The dress was satin and sparkly all over. It was royal blue but you couldn't really tell from the sparkles and the shades of blue it had, it was more grey-blue really. Much like a galaxy. The neckline was a half V-plunge and an open back criss-cross strap. It came to the floor and with good heels, it didn't drag along. She twirled on the raised floor and was in amazement. "I love this." She whispered.

"I do too." Cillian came to her side. He had changed into his suit as well so they could see if they would compliment each other. Her dress brought out the blues in his outfit. They were perfect.

They looked at each other and laughed softly.

"We look perfect." She said as she slipped her arm around his waist. "I got the right nude heels." She mused. She took a photo of them together before she changed and Cillian paid. It was way more than his suit but he was adamant on paying.

Gab checked the time and they had to head back to the hotel to get ready for tonight. It was already four in the afternoon. They left the store and got ready at the hotel with Gabrijela going for a shower first then Cillian after. She kept it casual but nice, reminding her family as well that she didn't want this to be formal whatsoever. She pulled on shorts and a soft cotton pale yellow top that had six pictures of flowers. She pulled out what she wanted Cillian to wear, his trademark black skinny jeans and her favourite buttoned top he had, a dark blue colour that had a barely visible black checkered design. She liked it because when he rolled the sleeves up and flexed his arms... She could see the tense muscle show. She shivered at the thought and packed her stuff up into her bags, she wondered if Cillian should do the same...

He came out and looked at the things she laid out, "Isn't that a bit casual?" He asked.

"I don't want this formal or you trying to impress my family. Just be you." She gulped as she stared at him. He was in just his CK's and... Fuck. "God, you make me horny."

Cillian barked out a laugh as he sprayed on his cologne and combed back his hair, "Do I now?" He asked and she had come to his side, "Gab, we need to go soon-" He grunted when she gripped his cock and his arm wrapped around her, "G-Gabrijela."

"Yeah, but... I want to feel you." She mused and got him to sit back on the bed as she knelt between his knees, "You know, I barely get to do this for you." She pulled him out, tucking the band of his underwear under his balls. She continued to pump him slowly, making him harder.

"I know... But I get carried away at making you moan instead. Shit..." He leaned back on his hands, his cock now stiff in her soft palm. The feeling was so good, he wished he could let her do this to him often but he'd get so worked up he wanted to just fuck her. Like right now, he wanted to be in her, thrusting his hips and watch how her body would react to him. He looked back down at her fast strokes until her head came down and he felt those warm lips wrap around the head of his cock. Then further down she went, down, down, down... Until he was entirely in her mouth and she began to bob her head. Maybe he should control himself next time she did this, fuck the pleasure of her mouth was so good. He could feel her tongue push against his shaft and it felt like she was rubbing him in that way, it made another loud groan come from him as he placed his hand on the back of her head. "That's it Gabbie... Fuck. Keep doing that- Shit I love that!" Curses fell from his lips and he fought back from just thrusting into her mouth. He remembered when he did, how much she loved it and came multiple times from it... He couldn't help it and had a steady pace going and she did truly enjoy it.

Gab moaned around him, he took control now and her mouth was just a hole he needed to fuck. She felt her core throb and knew her panties were soaked. She liked this side of him and she simply held his hips and let him do his thing.

It wasn't long when Cillian let out hard gasps and pants followed with moans, his mouth parted and brows knitted together, "Yes... Yes... Yes... Yes!" He repeated, his voice cracking before he thrust up and held his hips to her face and came in her mouth, his head thrown back as her name was shouted to the heavens. He collapsed back and breathed fast as he felt her mouth leave his cock.

"God, Cillian." She laughed as she wiped her lips and chin. He made a mess of her face.

He glanced down as he sat up slowly, "Are you okay?" He asked watching her lick her fingers from his cum. The scene made his cock twitch a little.

"Always. That was fucking hot." She said as she knelt higher and pressed a kiss to his jaw. She was always hesitant to just kiss him right away, only letting him initiate it. Like he did now, pressing his lips to hers and kissed her deeply. She was then lifted into his lap then her shirt was pushed up along with her bra.

"Cillian you don't need to-" She moaned when his lips wrapped around her nipple and sucked hard. Her phone began to ring but she ignored it, chucking it on the bed when she felt his hand wiggle it's way into her shorts and began to stroke her soaking folds. She gasped and her hips began to roll in time with his hand, "Cillian baby." She was in total loss with pleasure. His hand worked her fast, his lips still attached to her lips.

Her phone rang again.

"Answer it." He said against her breast.

"What?" She gasped.

"The phone. Answer it." He said and let her grab her phone before he delved back in.

Her mother was wondering where they were and said she was leaving right now, her voice wavered when her climax was close. Her mother, of course, asked what was wrong but Gab said it was nothing and it was just the walk to the car. She was glad the conversation ended and she hung up the phone just as she cried out his name and came on his hand, "Such a bastard." She panted when he took his hand out and cleaned his fingers.

"You love it." He said and kissed her fiercely.

She giggled and couldn't disagree. But it was time to go. She took her bags she would take back home and prayed he would be able to stay the night there, it would make it easier for when she would come back from work and they could head out right away.

Cillian packed a bag for the days he would be away and stuffed them into her car and got in. She hooked her phone up and played a playlist they both made together and listened and sang. They arrived at the ferry and she parked in the car-park, "We'll have to catch the ferry across. But we got like a spare car that's left on the island."

"Wow... I forgot you lived on an island. That's cool." He pulled out the bags and they hopped on to the ferry that had just arrived. "What's the place called?"

"Scotlands Island." She said with a soft giggle.

"Interesting." He smiled and pulled her close.

Once across she got into the car but felt anxiety hit her, "I want you to know if you don't feel comfortable or happy, tell me or I don't know... Tug my pants or something to indicate it." She turned to him.

"I'm sure I will be okay, my love. Do not worry. Nothing will come between us." He leaned across and kissed her deeply.

"I hope so." She whispered.

He cupped her face, "I love you. And that's that. Nothing will stop me from loving you. Nothing."

She stared deeply into his eyes and nodded, "I love you. Okay. I know." She smiled and kissed him again, "Let's go, baby."

It was not even a minute when they circled the island and came to a beautiful modern, two-story house. It had a huge balcony and she could already see her family sitting outside and talking as she drove up the driveway. "Fuck I think... Oh my god, they even invited Teta and Tetak and my cousins..." She muttered as she parked the car.

"Who?" Cillian asked.

"Aunty and Uncle." She pressed her forehead to the steering wheel and sighed heavily.

"Come on love. We got this." He squeezed her thigh.

"We got this." She repeated and got out.

"Heyyyy! Gabrijela is here!" One of her cousins, David yelled out from the balcony. "Finally!"

She rolled her eyes and grinned up at him as she walked with Cillian to the door, bags in tow. It opened to reveal her mother who was smiling.

"Gabrijela. Good to see you." She hugged her daughter.

"Good to see you too, Mama," Gab replied as she stepped back.

"This is Cillian?" Her mother asked as she glanced at the man beside her.

"Yeah. Cillian, meet my mother, Liljana. Mama meet Cillian, my boyfriend." She said with no hint of fear, just confidence and truth.

"Lovely to meet you, come in, come in."

"Lovely to meet you too. I am happy to see you finally." Cillian smiled as he exchanged cheek kissing with her.

They entered the home. It was modern and had a short narrow hallway with high ceilings, it opened up to a living room that leads to the backyard, there were rooms and a set of polished wooden stairs that lead up to the second level.

"Mama I just need to drop these bags off then I'll come right out," Gabrijela said.

"Okay. Dad hasn't finished yet since he only just started." She smiled.

Gabrijela took Cillian through another big living room that had a kitchen attached to it. Her room was the furthest from the hustle and bustle and had a wonderful view of the water and beyond. She had wooden floors with a huge fluffy carpet under the low double bed. The walls were off white but were decorated with photos of the many birds he remembered she had shown.

But the first thing he noticed was a big birdcage in her room with a colourful parrot inside who was silently watching them.

"My god, is this the macaw you told me about?" He asked once he set the bag down and came to the cage.

"Yep. My little precious boy, Lucien." She giggled and came over and popped open the cage and let him out, "Say hello to Cillian." Gab smirked.

The parrot repeated 'Hello Cillian' and Cillian's eyes widened, "No way! Wow, you are a clever boy. I wonder who taught you." He slowly reached out a hand and touched him. "Silky."

She giggled, "He's my baby. Wait till you see the aviary." Gab said as she let the bird roam on top of the cage. She went to her bags and took out the dress and hung it up in the small walk-in wardrobe and left the pair to bond. When she came out Cillian was holding the Harlequin Macaw on his arm and continued to pet him.

"I'm taking him out to the balcony. He'll be our fighter," She smiled as she let Lucian sit on her shoulder.

"He won't fly away?" Cillian tilted his head to the side.

"He's flight trained and knows to come back if he does." She held his hand, "Doesn't panic over loud noises and all that."

"That is awesome." He squeezed her hand.

She took in a breath and walked with him out to the balcony, Croatian music was playing, the younger babies were in a pen and the older toddlers played with them but their keen-eyed parents watched them.

Then it was time to meet and greet, hug and kiss each other's cheeks and Gabrijela introducing Cillian to everyone before she was able to sit down. She had to do the whole 'explain how you two met' when Cillian was dragged away by Leo and her other two older brothers and her cousins.

Gab looked at him but he smiled and leaned down, giving her deep but quick kiss, "I'll be fine, my love." He touched her cheek gently.

"Okay. I love you." She said with a shy smile.

"I love you too." He said and kissed her again and walked off, a Corona in his hand.

Tatiana, who was beside her, wiggled her brows. Gab was probably the closest with her, "He is very handsome. Those eyes!" She gasped.

"I know. I can't get over how beautiful they are." She looked over and saw they were introducing him to her father. She frowned. "I should be there."

"Oh, don't worry. I made sure Leo would be a gentleman and if he ever screws up tonight he'll get a good lecture." Tatiana nodded.

"I hope the others do the same," Gab said and scratched her birds head, he could sense when she was uneasy.

Gabrijela continued to chat with the girls at the table, her mother watched her and listened to her explain this and that, until it came to sex...

"Of course we do. Why wouldn't we?" Gab cocked a brow when Carmen asked the question.

"And... You're fine with that? With... Him?" Carmen asked and Gabrijela knew that tone was scolding and trying to make it seem that having sex with an older man was disgusting.

"Yes. He's my boyfriend. He treats me good. You seem bothered, what for?" Gabrijela felt her nerves spike and she stared hard at Carmen. No one really liked her, she was barely ever around since she was a flight attendant and no one knew why David was still with her. She had a major attitude and always made any type of gathering or celebration about her.

"You use protection, Gabrijela?" Her mother asked finally.

"Of course we do. He was the one that wanted to and I the same. He's a good man, respects me and my boundaries and has never once made me upset. I love him and he loves me. Nothing will change that." Gabrijela stated and watched Carmen roll her eyes.

"Have you met his family?" Ema asked she was Antonio's wife. She was soft-spoken but wonderfully kind.

"Yeah, I have. He's the eldest, he's got a brother and two sisters. All have kids and are married. His family is absolutely lovely, I spent Christmas and New Year's there. I was gifted by his mother with that throw, scarf and the cookbook." Gab smiled softly. She cherished those gifts and couldn't wait to snuggle in that throw when it was winter.

"I want to know now that you said his siblings are married, has he been married before?" Carmen asked.

Gabrijela glanced at her mother who also seemed worried about that fact. "No. He did have someone some time back but he's been on his own before he met me. How is this relevant? Does it matter whether he was or wasn't?" What the fuck.

"Of course it does," Her mother cut in, "I do not want my daughter with someone who's a divorcee or had an unclear past. You know my opinion on this, Gabrijela."

"He's never been married, Mama. Only had a girlfriend who he didn't want a life with. He's a good man, why can't you see this?" Gab frowned. She was not going to let her mother or Carmen trample on her man.

Her mother was about to reply when the boys all returned, carrying over platers of food and set them on the table. Kids were seated in their seats before food was passed around and light chatter was made.

Gab could see her father who had a hard look in his eyes and watched Cillian occasionally, as well as her brothers and cousins. She really couldn't handle this 'male' aggro vibe that they were throwing towards Cillian. "What would you like, my love?" Gab took his plate and smiled.

"Bit of everything?" He placed his hand on her thigh, "Not too much though."

She was glad he was back at her side, his presence made her feel at ease right away. She filled his plate with the various things that were laid out and he did the same for her. Everyone dug in, the kids were chatting away and music continued to play.

Yet Gabrijela did not feel that light, cheery vibe. She felt like she was on a war field, afraid if she stepped anywhere a mine would blow up. But if that meant that she should take that risk and defend her man... She would. She would not let Cillian be attacked because some opinions could not be let go. It broke her heart.

The questions began to flow towards Cillian, simple yet curious questions such as:

Where did you go to school?

What is your family like?

Where do you live?

What work do you do? And when he explained more questions further on those answers.

Gabrijela was shit scared as he answered with ease. He did not back away or look uncomfortable. He was happy to answer the questions thrown at him, though he was still a little awkward and made jokes which to her surprise her family laughed. Though he was clear he wasn't up for any political debates or give his views on certain things. Her father seemed to not like it and began to complain and mention how people shouldn't be afraid or weak when it came to speaking your thoughts.

"I understand that but some opinions can hurt people. I do not think unnecessary talking of views or anything of the like should be done. Only if it comes to it and is to do with the current situation." Cillian replied with a cool demeanour.

Her father tried to counter it but her mother hushed him and spoke to him in Croatian. Then shook her head and looked back at Cillian, "I'd like to know one thing though as I am a concerned mother."

"Of course. Go ahead." Cillian said. Gabrijela slid her hand on to his thigh and he placed his hand over hers.

"Gabrijela mentioned you have siblings and that they are married... May I ask why you are not married?" Liljana asked and all eyes were on Cillian.

Gabrijela was panicking inside and gripped his thigh tightly. Her mother had a real nerve and she was pissed.

"I never found the one. I dated a woman quite some time ago and after that didn't work out I dated on and off. Work takes up half the year or more and when I do get time off I spend that time up at Cork with my family. I've learned that there are people out there who are not who they say they are and I have been screwed over from those people to many times to fully settle down." Cillian replied.

"And what makes Gabrijela different?" Leo asked, his face set serious.

Cillian glanced down at Gab, seeing the fear in her eyes and reached up to touch her face, "She is unlike any woman I've met. She has been nothing but real and truthful towards me the moment we met on set. She has such a big heart, her kindness shines so brightly in her eyes. She is mature, she knows her things, she is also playful and keeps me on my feet. We can talk for hours on end without boring each other...." He was smiling wide, the corners of his eyes crinkled, "I love her. And only her. I cannot see my life or future without her in it."

Gabrijela's heart swelled once more and it was like how she felt when she first fell in love with him. Warm, bright and happy. To be honest, she felt like that all day every day with him.

"What kind of future with her? Marriage?" Her father was the one who spoke.

Someone scoffed and Gab looked over and saw Carmen shaking her head a little.

"It is something we will discuss when we are both ready. But I can assure you, everyone here, I will not hurt her, I will not be unfaithful, I will care for her through and through. I know you are concerned about the age difference, but please, see past it. I love her. I really do love her and to have your blessing and understanding, it will mean so, so, so much. My parents had the same concern, and I understand it, but I am in no way here to use your daughter. Only spent every waking moment with her." Cillian ended it, looking directly at her parents and waiting for their reply.

Gab watched them too, their expression was unreadable.

"If what you say is true, then I give you my blessing. But know this, if you ever, ever hurt my little girl, you will regret it. I promise you that." Her father had a hard look but she could see he would let them be.

"Understood." Cillian nodded and looked at Gabrijela, squeezing her hand.

Gab needed to step away from the table and stood, "I'll um.. Clear the table." She said as she took plates and all that. Cillian automatically stood to help her, and after two or three rounds they stayed in the kitchen and was cleaning up the dishes.

"Gab? Are you okay?" Cillian asked as they stacked the dishes up in the dishwasher.

"I feel like... I don't know. I was... I was scared, Cillian. But fuck... You did so well. I-I thought you might've hated it-"

He took her hand once she shut the door to the machine, "I wasn't too fond of answering the questions but I did it so they could know who I am. If I plan to keep you forever, I gotta let them know who I am. I'm fine, my love. Really. It was intense, I must admit but... I think it went well." He pulled her close to his body, his arms loosely around her waist.

"You sure?" She whispered.

"Very. Now, let me kiss you. You look like you need one." Cillian smiled and leaned in and kissed her deeply.

Her hands slid up to his shoulders as she opened her mouth for him, losing herself into the passionate kiss.

Cillian loved kissing her like this, she tasted sweet from the lemon-lime and bitters she just drank, her fingers tightened in his hair as he heard a soft moan escape her.

"Wow, you two need a room!" Tatiana laughed as she came into the kitchen with Leah behind her who gave a light laugh.

The pair let go of each other and Gab blushed darkly, "Shut up."

"No! God, I wished Leo would kiss me like that. Fuck." Tatiana sighed with a shake of her head.

"Dom just gives me pecks." Leah pouted cutely.

"I can see you two share something special, and it's cute to see that." Tatiana smiled, watching how Cillian stuck close to Gab, "Despite what those oldies out there say, you two are good for each other."

Gabrijela smiled.

"I agree with Tati." Leah agreed.

"Thanks, girlies. I appreciate it a lot. Like, really. But I am glad Dad gave us his blessing. It makes things a little easier for me." Gab said.

"Just be who you are. Don't change yourself just because someone else doesn't like it." Tatiana told Gabrijela as she refilled her glass.

"Always. Thanks, Tatiana." Gab said and the two girls left them be.

"Ready to go back out?" Gab looked up at Cillian who watched her with love.

"Yeah. I am." He leaned down and kissed her deeply again.

"Damn you. You know I like that and that it turns me on." She hit his chest and he laughed.

"I have to put you in a good mood somehow." He nipped her bottom lip and she rolled her eyes and got Lucien back on to her shoulder.

"Bastard." She muttered and they headed back out.

The conversation was light around the table, Cillian was holding a steady conversation with Ante and it seemed they had similar bands they liked and were excitedly talking about it. Gab's brothers and cousins chimed into the conversation and it seemed they were liking him a lot, they were laughing and joking around. The air was looser and easy. The night wore on and Tatiana had gone to put her baby to sleep and when she came back it was time for Dom and Leah to head home to as well as her aunt and uncle and her cousins.

Everyone seemed to like Cillian a lot, he was extremely friendly and kind and had some time with the babies and kids. The younger ones loved him as he played with them and was just... Carefree. Cillian showed care and affection towards Gabrijela and made sure to make her laugh the whole night, he made sure she was okay when she was with the girls and he was with the boys and always looked over to see if she was holding up.

Gabrijela would cherish that moment when Cillian lifted up Luca, Leah's one-year-old son who was crying and fussing and had eased him into sleep in no time. He held the boy with such care in his arms as he rocked him before he handed him back to his parents. Cillian would be the most perfect father, she thought. She was glad she was keeping the baby.

She couldn't wait for it to be here.

Everyone said their farewells and her parents, Leo and Tatiana headed back to the balcony. They gathered on the outdoor lounge, Gabrijela watched as her father took Cillian aside and headed to the backyard along with her brother.

"I do hope they won't eat him alive." Gab murmured to Tatiana who laughed. Her mother was inside making tea.

"I'm sure they are doing manly things. Your father might show off the house." Tatiana mused.

"Maybe." Gab sighed and stroked her bird who was falling asleep in her lap. "I hope they will let him stay with me tonight. I don't think I could handle it being alone."

Tatiana giggled, "You got your bird to snuggle with."

"Not the same!" Gabrijela whined.

"Yeah true. Birds can't give you pleasure." She wiggled her eyebrows at her. "Now that we are alone, tell me how he is in bed."

She rolled her eyes but sighed with a smile, "He's very good. Nothing like anyone I've been with. He works me out to exhaustion." She blushed brightly.

"Really? I would think of it the other way around." Tatiana teased.

"Oh, sometimes it can happen but that is only if he lets me. Which is rare. He likes to take control." She mused.

"How often?" Tatiana continued, leaning forward. "Favourite position?"

"Tatiana! My god." Gab shook her head, "Jeez... Since his arrival its been every day, maybe twice a day. I like to uhm... I like to see his face. See the emotion." She whispered, getting all shy about it. "That's all you get." She grumbled.

"Damn. You two are like rabbits." She laughed softly before she settled down and watched her closely. Tatiana had been doing that all night.

"Now what is it?" Gab raised a brow.

"I just... I dunno. I see something in you." She said softly.

"Yeah? Like what?" She was confused as to what she was saying.

Tatiana came over and sat beside her, looking her up and down. Then placed her hand on the side of Gab's neck then grabbed her breasts and gaze them a good squeeze.

"Ow! That hurts like shit! What are you doing?" She battered her hands away.

"You're pregnant." She said without hesitation.

"What?! No! I am not. What the fuck..." She felt a spike of fear run through her and frowned.

"Don't lie. I can see it. You look heaps tired, you look more fuller and your tits are sensitive. I didn't even squeeze them that hard." Tatiana whispered.

Gab glanced away, her bird was nibbling on her fingers gently.

"You know you can trust me with this. I'm here for you. Does he know?" Tatiana touched her shoulder.

"He does." Her smile was soft, "He's over the moon about it. We've already talked about how he will support me when he isn't here."

"Like?" Tatiana saw the glow in her sister-in-law's eyes, she was truly happy. Unafraid.

"He'll send me money to help with any doctor fees. Weekly. I'm not far along but I will guess November it'll be due. When I get a better number, Cillian will make sure to fly over here to be here."

Tatiana smiled wide, "You really did find someone special, huh?"

Gab looked at her, "Yeah. I did. I... There are no words to explain my love for him, Tatiana."

"Don't need to. I can see it. So, when do you think you'll tell mum and dad?"

"Probably next week after we come back from our camping trip. I want him here with me when we spill it. I don't fucking know how that's gonna go." She placed her hand on her tummy, "I won't give it up. No matter what."

"I'll help you to. Leah will too." Tatiana said and took her hand gently.

"Thanks. I'll need it." She laughed and heard voices. She looked over and saw her mother bring out a tray of two teas and her father discussing with Cillian about his work and some building thing he was doing. Leo came out and sat with Tatiana, "I think it's time to head to bed." He yawned.

"Aw, baby." Tatiana laughed, "Yeah. I'm tuckered out. I'll see you in the morning." The pair left after they said their goodnight.

Her mother smiled, "We had a good chat with him." She said.

"Yeah?" Gab sipped her tea slowly.

She sighed, "I will always worry for you. Always. I love you. And if you are happy with him, then I will be happy to. Your father is the same."

Gabrijela smiled. That was all that she wanted to hear, "Thank you, Mama. I am very happy." She hugged her.

"Good. Well, I am going to bed. I will see you in the morning." She stood.

"Mama?"

"Yes, darling?" She turned to her.

"You okay with him... Sharing a bed with me?" Gabrijela asked softly.

Her mother seemed to remember it and pursed her lips, "He is your boyfriend... I guess there is no harm with that."

Gabbie grinned, "Thanks, Mama. Goodnight." Her father came out and said goodnight to and then it was just her and Cillian on the couch.

"God, what a night," Gab said as she set her empty cup down.

"Yeah." Cillian smiled. Gab laid back, her head in his lap.

"I'm glad it went fine. Did you like the food?" She asked.

"Oh yeah. It tasted really good." He nodded.

Gab smiled and fell silent, staring at the clear sky. "Tatiana knows." She finally said.

"Know what?" Cillian was stroking her pretty hair which fanned out on his lap.

"That I am pregnant." She laughed at his widened eyes. "No. I didn't tell her. She just knew by squeezing my tits."

"Oh." He laughed lightly. "How'd she take it?"

"Said she was happy and would support me. She wasn't mad."

"That's good. That's one family member down."

They both laughed at that and Gabrijela yawned, "I think we should head to bed. I need to get a good sleep tonight since I have work tomorrow and a long drive ahead."

"Good plan." He finished his tea and went down to grab his stuff from the car when Gabrijela went to her bedroom to take a shower and dress. While she locked up the house he took a shower as well and stayed in his CK's and slid into bed, waiting for her.

She came in and shut the door, covered her bird and slipped into bed beside him. He was on his back and she snuggled close, her head on his chest. "Where were you when my dad and brother took you out?"

"Ah. He um, wanted to talk to me about something. Nothing serious. Just some advice." He ran his fingers down her arm then back up.

"Right. It was some advice, took you so long to come back." She giggled.

"Yeah. But it was alright." Cillian turned his head and kissed her forehead, "I love you."

"I love you too, Cillian Murphy. Goodnight." She whispered and let his soft touches let her drift to sleep.

Cillian watched her fall asleep before he followed her to, their heads close and his nose brushing her forehead, his fingers laced in hers atop his stomach.

#cillian murphy #peaky blinders #thomas shelby #fanfiction #cillian murphy fanfic

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momo-de-avis · 5 years

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Any tips on how to create memorable, non cookie cutter characters?

Depth.

It’s a vague concept, I know, but it’s what makes characters believable. Readers don’t have to identify themselves with characters, they don’t have to see themselves in them or even understand them—they just have to be believable.

First of all, let me share something with you that I once saw on a youtube video (I honest to god forgot where but it was about The Last Jedi) where the guy lists a few questions that, to him, are the core of a conflict for a good character. Ever since, I’ve been focused on them because FINALLY I found a good ‘list of questions for characters’ that actually help me improve and understand my characters in order to flesh them out—and not just that, they’re super useful in building them inside the narrative and weave them with the story:

(OH LOOK THE TITLE OF THE VIDEO IS UP THERE LOL)

I find the easiest way to do it is: start at the end, and go backwards. What I mean is: you create a story about so-and-so. You need a protagonist that, according to the story, has to have a set of characteristics: they’re determined, they’re stubborn, they can put up a fight, they struggle with inner fear, whatever. You establish the main conflict of your story and your character in it—and you define their role.

THEN you go back. That’s when you try to fill in the blanks for all the whys out there: why is the character like this or like that. Where does that inner strength come from? Why do they struggle with fear of whatever? How come they became this determined, stubborn person—almost able to put everything deemed more important ahead of themselves?

A few things to keep in mind in regards to their personality:

1. Family. It exists, even if they’re dead at the beginning. I hate seeing characters like ‘[UNPRONOUNCEABLE FEMALE PROTAG]’S PARENTS ARE DEAD AND she never thought about that once in her life’ like come on, it has to bear THE LITTLEST impact EVEN if not caring IS the impact. My protagonist Selena has never met her parents, knows jack shit about them in the beginning, and when she is confronted by the man who killed them she tries to be all ~~broody teen~~ and say ‘you’re the dude who killed my parents’ and when the words come out of her mouth she realizes she…. doesn’t feel shit. Like she realizes she’s pretty much distanced from them. This little thing is just a single paragraph, but it will be the entire core of Selena’s development. NOTHING is too little, trust me.

2. Society. The influence it bears on the character is, of course, super important. I gather that more in some stories than others, but in any way, society as a whole ALWAYS leaves an imprint on the characters—yes, EVEN if they are indifferent to society. If they’re the kind to not give a shit, THAT is the core of your character, so that would be what you should flesh out.

3. Contrast. With other characters, I mean. Which is where the above questions from the print screens I show you come into play. Characters don’t live in a void. Even goddamn Robison Crusoe didn’t live in a void—although, okay, yeah, if you’re writing a story with ONE dude only the thing here is pretty different, but stick with me.

I say ‘contrast’ and not like 'interaction’ because I think interaction goes without saying, while contrast is a great way to flesh out characters, ESPECIALLY if you’re writing from different POVs (I do Third Person Limited a lot and it’s very effective for me). It’s not just how one character can be perceived by different characters, but also how one issue or one theme can be perceived by different characters. It’s also how different characters approach the same problem. And it’s also at the core of conflict—how the main conflict affects all the characters involved, and how their wants, needs and goals clash (or don’t) with each other.

4. Pay attention to the details: the little things make the big ones. One thing I absolutely LOVE about Donna Tartt is how sometimes she goes on a ramble, mid-narrative, about these small things that make up her characters. She will be describing a scene in New York City and suddenly, you’ll find Theo monologing about that one time Kitty did one thing that he started noticing was intricate to her—a tick, or mannerism or something. These little things, mentioned at the appropriate time, really do bring out a character. Watch others around you, pay attention to the world: see the little things that might miss the eye. Give them a small characteristic, one little thing that makes the people go 'oh’ out of curiosity, but one that, when it happens, the reader KNOWS who we’re talking about. If possible, tie that to the character’s past or history—I find these things actually help develop the character a lot. My examples: Selena enjoys sleeping with the window open until she is freezing—a habit she picked up on the school, where she spent most of her life. Elena tilts her head when she’s threatening—it’s just a way of playing with her 'endearing’ appearance. Kieran sniffs a lot and can be a bit twitchy—because he’s a drug addict. Cillian transforms the argument into something sexual whenever someone shoots him a question he doesn’t want to be answered—a stupid way of avoiding the uncomfortable after a lifetime of running away and living in hiding. Ariene lifts her chin when she’s being challenged and will NOT back down at the worst of times—because she was brought up to be no less than a leader, and knows how to intimidate with words and an absolutely impeccably graceful posture. Seoirse blushes like a kid on a first date all the time—because he is a farmer suddenly in charge of protecting a princess and my man dead ass doesn’t know how to behave (so he pranks her because fuck, she’s a girl, isn’t she?)

5. I don’t know if this is your jam or not, but it’s something I personally do and that I LOVE when writers do it, but—associate an object with them. If possible, of course. Os objects, plural. It can be their room, it can be something they keep touching, it can be something inside the living room, just whatever. Like, for Caoileann, who I just posted something about, from the moment her life turns to shit she holds on to a rag doll that belonged to a victim of a massacre she witnesses—that doll becomes an emblem of her innocence to the reader, but to the character it’s a reminder of her guilt. Selena has a series of objects she seldom touches except at the right time—a ring, a pair of earrings and a series of letters (or, well, the whole box they’re stuffed into). Áine has a cat named Traveller lmfao. INCIDENTALLY, Elena from a completely different story ALSO has a cat (named Billie). Kieran has a box with his stuff to get high on heroin.

These aren’t just things that are there. they’re either devices for character development or plot devices—OR they can be Mc Guffins, something I JUST learned about and most of the times is actually what these objects kind of represent.

But they’re like a window to the character. Whenever they touch it, whenever they look at it, it’s for a good reason. It propels their thoughts forward. It doesn’t necessarily have to move the plot forward as a plot but as character growth. And it doesn’t have to reflect on the character it belongs to—Elena’s cat Billie becomes a plot device almost to Kieran, after Elena disappears and all he has left is the cat.

Overall, make sure you have a personality that feels solid, make their motivations clear and fill any blanks you find with small details that allow you to flesh out the characters. If you’re having trouble building characters, look at people you know and start seeing between the lines, like: why are you able to tell this persona apart form the other? What makes this one person stand out? What would you say is something intricate to themselves?

And bruh, steal lmao steal their characterstics and put it in the characters

(BRUH this got long AGAIN so I hope it helped, friend!!)

#Anonymous #ALSO FIND A KICK ASS SOUNDTRACK FOR WHEN YOU'RE WRITING #AND ASSOCIATE COOL AS FUCK SONGS TO YOUR CHARACTERS #AND LET YOUR MIND RUN ANON #FLY TO THE MOON FRIEND

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gayneral · 5 years

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All those flowers, my dude

First of all thank you for asking, this will be longAlso as this took me almsot two weeks already I took the liberty of leaving some queastions out so I wouldn’t take even longerSince this was answered over a longer time span some questions that are aimed at certain days may be slightly outdated (ed what are u wearing today and such)

Alisons: Sexuality?I’m gay my dudes

Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender?He/Him, male

Amaryllis: Birthday?My Birthday is in June

Anemone: Favorite flower?This is gonna sound lame as fuck but I rly like roses, red ones in particular

Angelonia: Favorite t.v. show?I can’t choose but here are some favorites:

Peaky Blinders, I’ve watched this one so often,,, Cillian Murphy was what got me into it and I stayed for beautiful scenes and atmosphere and the gang drama

Gotham, Let’s be honest, the best thing abt dc are their villains (also suuuuper into Robin Lord Taylor as Oswald)

Brooklyn Nine-Nine and The Office, i like these because they are easy, nice and satisfy my need to have something running in the background while I’m at home. (Also insanely sweet in the case of BB9)

Aster: What’s one of your favorite quotes?One I still remember strongly is from two boys kissing “you should all live to meet your future selves”

Also many of the poems by keaton st james deeply resonate with me so check those out (most are religious-ish just in case that’s a no no for you)

Aubrieta: Favorite drink?I gotta be boring and say water

I like hot chocolate and a special kind of peach tea and some soda I drank in brazil but water,, yeah I drink that most,, love hydration

Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?Nope

Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love?I am, right now, at this very moment

Baneberries: Favorite song?I can’t give you an all time favorite so here’s a random favorite I currently like listening to: Sedated by Hozier

Basket of Gold: Describe your family.My family is not very big and actually hasn’t been a family for a very long time. Namely it’s my dad, my sister, my grandparents, my dads wife, her son, our dog and I. I have never experienced family in my youth so sometimes when I’m with them it’s all very odd. And sometimes it’s stressful. But it’s the first time I actually miss family when I’m alone at home, far away. I speak about my father and my grandparents further below but my sister is very sweet and I’m pretty protective of her, she and I get along a lot better now than before which is a common trait as ull see later.

We often take care of things, and are probably the most planning of the family. My dad’s wife is very good to talk to, having a very different perspective from my own and will always offer up advice. Her son is currently in pirperty and more interested in playing fortnite than anything which makes for some explosiveness at home. Our dog is cute and perfect that’s it.

Begonia: Favorite color?I like blue tones, but a dark, rusy kind of red is cool too

Bellflower: Favorite animal?Dogs Dogs Dogs. By far my favorite animal, they fill my heart with joy. Next up, Giraffes, funny big boys

Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person?Morning I think, I definitely work best early.

Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?I actually never really had a dream job as a child. Not that I remember at least.

Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children?While I generally ain’t a big fan, like I’m someone very based on conversations so obviously that’s hard w kids. I am growing more to them. I’m far from wanting one but I think children are special in their.. Like innocence. They are beyond all the bitterness and hatred that we adults have. If only parents would be better lmao

Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why?I’m afraid of many things. Change for example. And failure. I think that might be because being perfect was important when I grew up and whatever I did it was never enough to my mother especially. Perhaps that has become so deep rooted that I tell myself I can not fail, which makes me very nervous and makes me worry too much.

Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood.I spend lots of time on building sites and in hardware stores because my grandparents have houses and my parents often would work there too.

Buttercup: Relationship Status?Single

Candytufts: When do you feel most loved?God I don’t know, I think it’s probably when I’m with someone I care about and it’s easy and light and fun and I feel comfortable and they tell me that they like being around me, or that I made them happy with something.

Canna: Do you have any tattoos?Nope,wanted to have some but money and shit

Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings? I have my ears pierced, but it’s the earlobes so the most basic thing

California Poppy: Height? I insist on 1,70 at least, I will not accept being under that.

Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts?In a way, yeah

Carnation: What are you currently wearing?My new boots, black pants, winter coat, black jacket, a blue button up and a lord of the rings shirt underneath. Obviously underwear

Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight?When I was a child for sure

Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?A person from school, who’s also in fashion design, but a few years above me that I got to know bc of cosplay.

Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?My Ex

Cock’s Comb: Favorite font?God idk, I like oldish looking ones, elegant ‘n stuff

Columbine: Are you tired?Nah, actually not rn

Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to?Sam visiting me in March

Coneflower: Dream job?I’m not sure, definitely something w sewing but idk if I wanna go theater or my own things

Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert?Introvert

Crocus: Have you ever been in love?Yeh

Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about?Very very far

I’d say I’m pretty damn loyal and also give myself up easily even without noticing. If someone has my love and my loyalty they have my everything basically. Would I commit a terrible crime? I don’t know. Would I be real mean to someone or punch them? Yeah, if it’s reasonable w the situation I would (would it be affective? Not sure)

Give myself up? If we’re thinking real dramatic..maybe yeah

Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign?Gemini

Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering?Funny or stupid things? MaybeOtherwise honourable stuff, i don’t think so, i don’t view my actions like that.

I mean I survived, that’s pretty cool

Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?Above mentioned survival. Which includes making it out of my mother and her boyfriends abusive grip and household. Moving away. Being true to myself. Dragging myself out of the hole I had fallen in for a while. Getting close w my dad and family. Believing more in myself and stopping things that are not good for me. Getting an apprenticeship that I like. Moving forward in life

Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)?If it’d be my dad I’d sit down with him and ask him why exactly. I have had a relationship before in which I did not see how badly I was treated/ that I basically searched someone like my mother. So I’d listen, perhaps to prevent from making the same mistake again. If it turns out it’s nothing reasonable I think I’d tell him that I will pursue the relationship anyway and ask him to respect that and be as nice as possible to my partner.

If it’d be my mother.. No surprise she doesn’t even like me and honestly I wouldn’t give a shit.

Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?Did I say it? Not sure but written it in a letter, it was Sam

False Goat’s Beard: What is something you are good at?If my grades speak for themselves it’d be my apprenticeship, or like idk working hard about something I enjoy. I take this very seriously and give it everything I can. I’ve been told I’m good at talking, not sure if that’s true

Foxgloves: What’s something you’re bad at?I’m envious. It’s not that far that I am not happy for people, I think i generally have it under control but sometimes it gets the best of me and fills my stomach with nasty emotions.

Also saying stop. I do a lot for people, and I’ve been prone to letting people use and step on me for too long xnot standing up for myself

Freesia: What are three good things that have happened in the past month?The past month was actually absolutely terrible so not much to find here.Uhm..the bad thing that happened got our family closerI spend Christmas and new years w my familyI got amazing gifts and letters from my friends

Garden Cosmos: How was your day today?Stressful. I worked on my semester project and I feel like hardly anything worked

Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life?I’m moving towards a happy place. But I’m definitely doing a lot better already

Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two?Finish my apprenticeship, surgery, be able to make my own money so I don’t have to rely on my dad so much (he does enough for me already) and so I can get more distance between my mother and I

Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life?In no particular order

1. Dogs, god whenever I see a dog I’m happy because they are so cute and loyal,,,,,,,

2. probably everyone and their dog says this but my friends, honestly, I don’t know where I’d be without them. They helped me through terrible times in my life, are a constant source of love and joy to me.

3. my family. Since I didn’t have that for a long time I cherish it even more now that I do. It’s amazing to have a family that supports you behind you. I’m super grateful for everything they’ve done for me

4. the possibility to do the apprenticeship that I want to. it’s not always easy,,,I lack the money lmao but I’m so grateful that I can do this, because it makes me feel like I’m actually worth something in the working,adult world. I’m good at this

5. music. I listen to it so often, I can’t imagine not having music

6. sunshine, there’s something wonderful about going outside and feeling the warmth of the sun on your face, when it’s spring and winter has just gone by and you just have to smile because everything is bright and you’re surrounded by light

7. myself. Listen I dislike myself as much as the next guy but I’m working on appreciating myself and I am insanely proud of myself for coming as far as I have come. I don’t let myself feel it very often but having myself, it’s a good thing. I know my younger self would be very happy knowing that I did all those things for us.

8. something that makes me happy is creating, might it be art, or sewing or writing, anything really. It’s a pain in the ass and frustrating at times but I love looking at something knowing I did this, finishing it. And then looking back at it later and seeing how far I’ve come again

9. playing video games. It’s just fun to lose yourself in a story sometimes.

10. Christmas Markets. I don’t like Christmas itself. But I love the Markets, it’s the atmosphere of it. The food smells amazing and there are all those lights and there are kids with actual shining eyes because they see Christmas so magical and they are in awe by all the lights and honestly I feel the same awe sometimes when I’m on those Markets

Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed? Hardly anything lmao. Listening to music. Distracting myself with either talking to someone or playing/watching something. Tho that often makes me feel guilty on the long run. What helps if stress is overwhelming me is writing down what it is that is stressing, like making a list and trying to untangle the mess, looking at what I have to do one by one

Hellebore: How do you show affection?Since I’m A big fan of honesty I usually just say it. I like to tell people when I get some emotion. Like just telling them that I appreciate them. I think it’s nice to just be told that sometimes. Besides that I do things, like I’ll send anon messages or offer help just assisting somehow. Like not always outright having them know it’s me,like affection from afar. And well I’m helpful when I care abt someone especially, like “I can do this for you”

And being super openIt’s not alway clever as experience has shown but to me offering up things about myself means trust means affection in a way. Like giving a part of myself to someone. lmao

Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of?Making it to this point, I wasn’t in a very good state just a bit ago. But with the help of my friends and family I made it out of it. I have an apprenticeship I enjoy, I have my own flat, I have something to stand up for again. I can appreciate myself some more. I was able to see toxic relationships i was in and get away from them and not let myself be guilted but seeing them for what they are and acknowledging that while I am not a saint it doesn’t mean that I have to accept any treatment. I stood up to my mother, even if just a bit that was a huge step for me.

Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?I barely had any of it recently so I can very much put what I want to do. Which would be drawing. I haven’t done that properly in so long and I miss it. Like both sketching stuff on paper but mostly full pictures, sketching, lining and colouring somethin. Having a full art piece at the end. Also Play Games. And talk to my friends. Haven’t had a nice hour long convo with Nina or Charlotte or Sam in ages and I hate that.

Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?That’d be Charlotte and Nina

Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child?I would hide away in my room and imagine. Invent stories, characters, anything to distract me from how unhappy I was. I would act them out in my head when I laid in bed so I could sleep.

Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for?I did not treat someone that I care about very well a few years ago, I didn’t give them the honesty they deserve. I was an asshole. Even if we spoke about it, I still feel very bad about it.

Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?Indulging. When I have things to do but take a break I always feel super guilty for not doing anything.

Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name?It seems it comes from the Roman name Julianus, and was the name of a pangan Roman Emperor as well as a name of saints. Sometimes meaning youthful which fits because I look like a baby

Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it.I grew up in a big city in Germany. Very busy City with high buildings and no time. I lived in a flat when I was very young, a room with big windows where I’d sit and look out ot. Then we moved into the house my dad still lives in. Where houses were built in rows and more people knew each other, I’d walk home and pretend to not see them as to not have to speak to them.

Then I moved in a beautiful flat in a more busy part of the city, with a bookstore in the same building and a supermarket right down the street. My hometown is best described in the colour grey. I dont think it very pretty if I’m honest.Still its full of memories and not half as bad

Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up?Talking about the one in the house. Light peach coloured walls. Small but with big windows to look out of. An old wooden bed in front of one Window, and even older Closet next to the door, already so old that it had been ancient when my dad had been young. A desk in one corner at the other side of the room, above it shelves filled with books, little trinkets on the windowsills. Cabinets filled with paper full of secrets. Posters on the Walls and a round mirror that I hated looking into when I was young.

Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years? God no. I have repressed most of my younger years. My teenage years were filled with confusion and self doubt. I was a mess, I hated myself, not knowing who I was. And then knowing but being shamed for it, hiding away and keeping my head low to survive. Pushing myself to the limits and clinging to the thought that I could escape at age 18

Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.My Mother and I are not on good terms. I’ve spend countless of years desperately attempting to please her, hoping for love or anything close to it. I was constantly let down by her. My mother is someone that I fear I’ll never understand, adapting to the men that she is with. Claiming to have reached compassion and selflessness while being the opposite. Acts childish and has never accepted or supported me. Now attempts to lure in my sister whom I fear for as she’s always wanted my mother to love her. I have estranged from her very much and currently I am happy seeing her as less as possible.

Onions: Tell about your dad. I remember my father as a very autocratic person in my youth. He’d always work and would only be home to cast judgement. We did not get along well, and my mother, like grima wormtongue, had influenced me further into seeing him as a terrible person. Now I see him very differently. In fact I am similar to my father. Hard working, well spoken and crafty. We share a similar humor and I am very thankful for his support over the last year. To me my father is a very good example of how sometimes people can actually change, sometimes second chances will not disappoint you. My father cares very much about our family and I am happy to have gotten close to him again.

Orchid: Tell about your grandparents.I won’t lose many words about my mother’s parents as there isn’t much to say about them.My mothers father was always sick, more often because he believed he was. The years before he died it had only gotten worse. My Grandmother was never really happy in that relationship, something I believe she handed down to my mother.

My fathers parentsWell, when I was young it was difficult, they aren’t exactly children people, despite trying. I especially had my difficulties with my grandmother, who was work above everything and wanted everything to be perfect.I remember her always fixing my clothing. Countless of instances of her and my dad arguing.

When I got older we had barely any contract until I had my coming out to my dad, who told my grandparents. Much to my surprise and I still respect that so much, they were immediately supportive and accepting, perhaps even more than anyone else from my family.

In the last year we grew closer. They helped me with my flat and would come over to set up a few things. I took them to a restaurant that my grandfather would always talk about whenever we talked, happily.

My grandmother and I had phone calls at least once a week, she was also the most interested in my apprenticeship, always curious, sending me old magazines and ideas she had. As well as button ups and shirts she had bought for me or old ones from my grandfather.She offered me support when we talked, told me they’d do anything they could

When my sister and I were getting clothing for my grandpa, as he was saying with us, I found a book on my grandmother’s bedside table.It was an educational oneIn it was also an article she had cut out of a newspaper, the title saying how the support of the family is the most important thing to lgbt children.

I miss my grandmother

Peony: What was your first job?I worked a summer at my mothers workplace. Cleaning watches and watch straps, replacing small things on the straps

Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any?We met 2014 on a cosplay convention in the city I grew up in. We met on the first day of that, where we all hung out in a group and then he and Charlotte spend the next day w us as well.

Pincushion: How do you deal with pain?I bottle it up, focus on something that keeps me busy. Sometimes other people’s pain or doing things for them. Distraction from thoughts really. I’m best when I’m busy

Pink: Where is home?If you’d asked me a couple of months ago my answer would’ve been easy and quick. But now phew, I mean I call my place home as in “I’m going home” and I call my dads place home as in “I was home over the holidays”

But I’m not sure, not really

Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change?I could go endlessly both about important historical events and tragedies as well as personal mishaps and bad choices. But eventually I actually think this is too big of a question to answer like this. I’m generally better in speech than word when it comes to things like that

Primrose: Describe your ideal life.Steady. As in a job that I like, that provides me with enough money to survive well. Not to worry about everything. Having Dogs, as that I something I always wanted. Living somewhere in the city (always dreamed of a Fachwerk House but yeah…), with the possibility to visit my friends that I am in good contact in. Living with love and happiness. With a connection to my family still as good as now. Perhaps with someone,,,

Rose: What’s your favorite sound?I love the sound of paper, like books, pages turning, things like that. Also soft rain

Sage: What’s your least favorite memory?I’m a Class A represser. So it’d probably be many things centered abt my mother.

Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want? I want my semester presentation to go well tomorrow. That’s all I care abt rn

St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things? It used to be harder in the past but I’ve gotten slightly better at it. I’m still struggling with feeling but it’s a work in progress.

Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without?My Friends and Family, cheesy I know but over the last year I’ve become more set in that. Once more I noticed how much strength those can give you. And also noticed how important they are to me by the way things that happen hurt me

Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night?7 hours, couldn’t fall asleep at first but that’s usually my minimum of sleep

Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning?School. I have a timed, strict schedule thanks to that and it forces me to get up until a certain time in the morning. That helps a lot actually

Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job?I’m still in an apprenticeship but I enjoy it a lot

Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing?I have a new pair of shoes that are so beautiful I wish I had the look and body and style to wear them day to day. Also got some cool button ups

Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.Look at this and you’ll see first hand https://www.pinterest.de/Gayneral/

I’m sorry I’m bad at desctibing my aesthetic. It’s like, historical stuff, museums, snowey Fachwerk, religious themed things, bee themed things, watches…

Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now?My semester project is due to two and a half weeks and I’m super nervous about finishing it like boooooy

Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called?Sadly I’ve been super busy recently so I’ve only been able to read a tiny bit in my holidays, Acht Nacht by Sebastian Fitzek

Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?Still in school, doing good, and enjoying it

Still having a good relationship w my father, my sister and that whole family

Still good with my friends, hopefully seeing them more often

(maybe in a relationship pls don’t @ me)

Generally happy, not having to worry too much

Yarrow: Do you know what vore is?Thanks to tumblr I do, and I hate it

Zinnia: Give a random fact about yourself.I take my school very seriously. And I have zero tolerance for those in our school that don’t.

#you wanted to know #ninjago #answered ask #ask game #ask meme #pers: negative #redbluemaiden #long post

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📲 raelynn & cillian

WHEN: february 16th

DESCRIPTION: rae and cil talk about heavy shit and then make plans to go to a literal painting class with jude in tow.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: sex mention, drug mention, honestly if cil is involved there’s some warnings. TW: KILLAIN KELLY

@cilliankelly

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

Claudia reached out to me. To apologize, and well, I don't know if she's spoken to you but she let me know that she's a week clean. Hope it sticks.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i've talked to her, yeah...

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

I didn't like. Outright give her my forgiveness, but I told her she can earn it. So. That's a step in the right direction?

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

you're more open to the idea than jude is.

he wants to cut her out entirely this time.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

I mean, if that's what's going to be healthy for him, I support it.

For me, idk, I feel bad about not taking into account that she has a disease. She didn't choose this.

And I guess. I don't know. I want to give her a chance to do good for herself. If she fucks up again though...I'm bowing out. You can't help someone who doesn't want it.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i feel the same. i mean, she's my friend you know? but it's... it's complicated.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

You have to do what's going to be safe and healthy for you.

Whatever that looks like.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

it's not really about me. it's jude.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

Yeah, but she kind of wreaked havoc on both of your lives, you know? It affected you, too.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

it did, i know... but i mean... i want to support her, okay? she asked me to come to an NA meeting with her and i agreed. but me being involved with claudia at all... it bothers him.

we're not talking about it right now. he said he was going to therapy this week and maybe we could talk through it then.

it's just complicated.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

That sounds like the right way to handle it. For him to, you know, talk to someone completely outside of it first.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

yeah. and i mean the whole therapy thing... if it works for him then that's great. i just... it sucks. this whole situation.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

I know. I feel for you both. I'd talk to him about it, but I don't want him to get upset about it all over again. Sometimes I feel like some shit is better left to his therapist.

He gave me the number of his therapist so that I can call and get referred to someone in my network...because I know I need some fucking help. But I haven't called yet. Idk.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

that's probably a good idea. i wouldn't mention claudia to him at all right now.

i still don't really know how i feel about the whole therapy thing. i want to believe that maybe it works but i don't know. i tried it once and that fucking failed so.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

All I know is that when I'm having sex, I'm not thinking about whatever's bugging me. So maybe I don't need it, maybe I just need to keep going out at night.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i mean that sounds better than therapy to me

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

Yeah like??? Whatever it's coping and I'm good at it.

Fuck report is gonna look dope this week.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i need an outlet. other than smashing things. though that it a helluva lot of fun

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

i mean there are those places where you can literally go there for the purpose of smashing things.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

but what's the fun in that?

controlled smashing?

fuck that

it defeats the purpose

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

i think it's only controlled in the sense that you have goggles on.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i don't want someone to give me permission to smash things, rae.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

maybe if you pay extra they'll yell at you to stop

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

that's another thing

why would i pay for something i can do for free?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

decent point.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i feel like maybe if i could make something. that would be... something. but what?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

Like something artsy?

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

it's stupid, right?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

no i don't think so at all. i actually have a few ideas i think?

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

like what?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

I know that they sometimes have these cool events where they get a group of people together to do a painting. You bring a friend and your own wine and just chill and paint, and when you're done you have art to take home with you.

I walked by one awhile ago, they were painting the building from the office.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i dunno rae...

painting??

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

It can be fun, I mean, I haven't done it in forever, but art class was always really chill? Plus, a lot of these people are amateurs and just there to drink and hang out, so our pictures won't look that bad, and even if they do, i'll give you mine to hang in your place and you can give me yours lmao

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

the drinking part doesn't sound bad. does it have to be wine? can i bring fireball instead?

also i'm only going if you can somehow convince jude to go.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

I have no idea actually? I guess you could probably fill one of my empty wine bottles with fireball. No one would notice.

omg, but you know he'd never.

not unless you really really wanted to.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

awwwwww bummer. guess that idea's shot, then.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

hey it's either that or color me mine

or pottery making without any alcohol

or adult coloring books at rae's house

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

at least with pottery i'd have something to break afterwards.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

cill NO

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

what?? it's my pot, i can do what i want with it.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

you fucking chaos human

i'll talk to J.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

even if he says yes, i'm STILL a maybe

cause we're gay, but we're not that gay.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

i'm doing you a favor!!!

how did this become about me!!

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

when you suggested PAINTING raelynn.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

WELL NOW POTTERY IS OFF THE TABLE BECAUSE I DON'T WANT YOU TO SMASH IT

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i will continue to do what i WANT, thank you

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

idk who u think ur talking to i am still the big sister here

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

your pottery is next on the smashing block.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

We're not doing pottery!!!!

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

fine, then your painting is next on the BONFIRE, how do you like that?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WANTED TO DO ART CILLIAN

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i said i wanted to MAKE something that could be ANYTHING

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

oh my GOD

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i could be making a damn SMOOTHIE

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

DO YOU WANT TO MAKE A SMOOTHIE????

also Jude said he'll try anything twice.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

wait he actually said yes?

to the painting thing?????

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

I think so, I'm getting confirmation

I checked to see what events they have this week and apparently on Friday there's a glow in the dark type of thing?

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲BOT02/17/2021

oh my god.

i can't believe this.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

we're not bringing fireball because a little birdy told me it makes you horny.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i—

fine.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

this will be cool though!!

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

will it, raemond? will it?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

That's Mr. Raemond to you

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

fine, SIR.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

that's better.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i still can’t believe you talked jude into this. what did you say to him?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

All I said was that I think it'd be good for you, and probably for all of us bc it's been a shit storm couple of weeks. months. years.

And he knows that you'd only go if he wanted to go, too.

The kid will do anything for you. Can't wait to officiate your wedding aka the only valid wedding that will ever happen.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

oh my god. you’re the second person to say something about us getting married.

can you honestly see either of us getting married? like ever?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

i never used to think that jude would. but like, idk, i've never seen two people more right than you guys.

even when i still was like....the kind of person who fell in love, like even at my MOST in love, I was never as in love as Jude is with you.

I think maybe he always did even if he didn't know.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

don’t go all mushy on me rae, i will vomit.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

I'm not mushy I have no heart

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

fine then, don’t make ME get all mushy.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

basically love outside of the familial and platonic is a chemical con job and the validity is questionable at best, but i have never questioned the two of you, and coming from me, that's like, a certificate of authenticity.

i should make one and print it out and frame it for your anniversary

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i’ll be sure to hang it up.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

it might be more valid than a marriage license.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i do love him. more than i ever thought i could love anyone. he’s the only thing that makes sense to me, you know?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

i don't know if i know what it's like in the romantic sense, i mean, not anymore.

but in other senses, i mean, yeah.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

i don’t know what i would have done without you guys. jude especially but you too. and gran.

okay that’s enough of that. no more sap.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

i was literally about to tell you to shut up bc i'm literally out in public rn

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

oh? you are?

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

just got done work, grabbing some water before I go get my stuff

okay water and a shot.

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

in that case i LOVE you raemond, i don’t know what i’d do WITHOUT you, i don’t want to imagine a world that doesn’t have YOU in it, my heart is so FULL of love for YOU.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

I hat eyou and I'm going to kill you and eat you for lunch

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

I'm getting picked up in a car so I can go get piped by three dudes.

So this is everything

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

three dudes?

damn, rae.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

Living THE BEST life

𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

have fun. i expect a full review later.

𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟

If it's newsworthy I'll let ya know

#texts #texts: cillian #ch: cillian

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gaygardner · 7 years

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I’ve been tagged by three different ppl so I’mma put all of them together. Long post ahead.

answer the following eleven questions, add eleven questions of my own and tag 11 people.

tagged by @jeffersonjaxson cheers meg meg

1. What was the first fandom you remember being a part of? Pretty sure it was band-dom. Might have been Simple Plan??? I was an embarrassing teenager.

2. Who would your Dream Team of characters be? Joan Watson, Kate Kane, James Flint, Andrew Minyard, James Kirk

3. What is your opinion on AUs? It depends on the AU tbh. For the most part, I’m a fan. Some, not to so much.

4. Favourite potential ship. You know the one where one half died or left before they could become a THING, but in your heart they were/should have been. before they become a thing? uhhh, probably timecanary?

5. fave poly ship/ot3s? you know the answer to this - james flint/thomas hamilton/miranda barlow

6. are you the head, heart, or hands? how much do personality tests fit you? the head i think. i pried being logical. also, yeah, most of them fits me for the majority of the time

7. Odd habit or thing you do? lmao i do this thing when my throat hurts that ppl have said sounds like the sound a gecko makes...

8. Favourite Dead Character Miranda Barlow.

9. Fave thing you’ve ever written/giffed/stanned? this jerejean gif, my sidewinder gifs, any of my flint/hamilton gifs. @nickoflahertys and @bcydbeaulieu‘’s header gifs

10. NOTPs goddddddd why meg whyyyy incestuous batfam, any bruce/kids, l/uriver, r/ay p/almer and anyone, v/ne x el/anor i can’t think of anything else right now but there is a list....

11. Hollywood Chris’ ranking i. Chris Pine ii. Colourful suit Chris Pine iii. Sockless Chris Pine iv. the only chris that matters - Chris Pine v. Chris Evans

Tagged by @bisexuallaurellance. Ta Mina xx

1. Put your music on shuffle and give me your favourite lyrics from the first five songs. I’m in the library and i didn’t bring my earphones so i can’t do this )): soz bud

2. how do you feel about kids? I’m indifferent? I’m not a fan but it’s fine.

3. If you could be one fictional character for a day, who would it be and why? James Flint so that I know what it is like to be loved by both Thomas Hamilton and Miranda Barlow.

4. If you could have dinner with any celebrity, alive or dead, who would it be? Celebrity? Chris Pine so that I can ask him what he has against socks

5. At a glance, who is your most popular artist in your music collection (i.e. whose songs do you have the most of)? Probably Panic At the Disco - mostly because Pretty. Odd is one of the albums I will always play on repeat

6. What would be your last meal? Idk. I’ve never really given this much thought if I’m honest with you

7. Favourite toy as a kid? My Tamiya toy car

8. What song fits your favourite character the best? Gay or European for James Flint. IDK where it’s from but someone made a fanvid of it and I haven’t stopped yelling about it. That and Safe Inside by James Arthur for Zane Garrett. B Y E

9. Ramble about something current affairs related. This is very local and no one outside my country will care but this sudden increase “malay rights” or as i like to call it ‘malay supremacy’. I know it has been happening since the country gained independence and social media has made it even more obvious. But the fact that because the malays are the majority, they think they have the right over everyone else. Like, fuck. you don’t shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down.

10. what fandom discourse makes you angry? all fandom discourse makes me angry

11. what’s your opinion on smut? I’m alright with it. But I’m not really a fan of Porn Without Plot

Tagged by @eliotswaugh. Thanks for the tag, Ana! x

1. What’s the otp that haunts you? Like, we all have sunken otps, but what’s the ship that still haunts you and will always lowkey haunt you because they were so amazing that you will never understand how they didn’t end up together? God damn it Ana. I feel like you’re doing this on purpose. Our OTPs are so tragic. But the fact that Dan/Blair ended so badly will haunt me till my dying breath.

2. What show has Completely Disappointed You? Like, started-out-so-good-how-did-we-end-up-here disappointed you? ahem all of DCTV ahem.

3. What book has gotten to you? Not necessarily your favorite, but a book that hit you in the feels or made you cry or rethink things in your life or you just genuinely enjoyed? The Man Called Ove by Fedrik Bachmann. It’s not my absolute fave but god the book just got to me.

4. If you could sink one of your otps so that another one of your otps could sail, which 2 would you pick? And why? I would sink Emma/Killian so that Thomas/Grace could sail. Out of all my proper I-was-so-invested-in-this-ship otps, I feel the least connection to Emma and Killian. I think it’s because the whole keeping things from each other to “save” them got so tiring and I wasn’t as invested in it as I was. And Thomas and Grace deserves to be happy together.

5. What’s your IMBED alignment type thing? What does it mean? Explain that shit to me like I’m really dumb cause I’ve never understood it. I don’t know what this is?

6. Favorite book to movie or tv adaptation? ALL OF HBO WAR. B Y E

7. What’s your HP house, who’s your demigod parent and what’s your Game of Thrones house? And do you think this actually says something about your personality? Ravenclaw, uh idk and I can’t remember. Sorry. Not really? I don’t know the Ravenclaw thing, parts of personality fits the house but others not so much.

8. What’s your comfort show? Like, a show you can watch over and over again? Psych. Forever and always.

9. Favorite Queen song? Somebody to Love.

10. Do you watch any medical shows (like Grey’s Anatomy or something)? What are your thoughts about it? jksladfhdsjafhjkdsafh NO. I have very, very strong feelings about this - and Emily knows all about them (mostly because she is a massive dick and keeps telling me about it and sending me videos and commentary). In saying that I tried watching Chicago Med and I quite liked it. But then the whole relationship issue got boring real fast and so I stopped.

11. Who’s your Best Bisexual and your Best Gay character? Bisexual - god. ZANE ZACHARY GARRETT. I would die for him. I was gonna pick James Flint but I think he’s more pansexual Gay - MAX MAX MAX. Oh my god. Max is such as badass. She started as a prostitute and ended up controlling Nassau. And she doesn’t take shit from ANYONE. I love Max.

My questions: 1. Would you consider watching a show/movie in a language you don’t understand? And have you? If so, what’s your favourite? 2. Three things you’ve bought and regretted. 3. Star Trek or Star Wars. Sherlock or Elementary. If you want, explain why. 4. Who is your favourite 25 and older LGBT+ characters? What book/movie/show are they from and why do you love them? 5. A book that you wish would be turned into a tv show or movie. 6. If we were to move to a different planet because this Earth is dead, would you call it Earth-2? If not, what would you name it? 7. Deep space or the deep sea? 8. Tom Hanks or Tom Cruise? 9. Diversity = representation: thoughts? 10. Why do you think buying things make us feel so happy? 11. Cillian Murphy: real or fake?

Tagging you’re not obligated to answer these questions as usual @nickoflahertys @zanesgarrett @chadwickbose @blackcanarydinah @scottsunmers @chochang @hcourageous @bcydbeaulieu @valjeanmoreaus @ruinsrebuilt @wondertrevz

#things i'm tagged in #long post for ts #thank you for tagging me #and sorry it took forever!

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i-am-vpelno · 4 years

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Rewarching the Dark Knight Rises cuz I realized I have no idea what happens in this film. SPOILERS AHEAD

I hate/love how Anne Hathaway does that meek “uwu MrWayne, you don’t have the scars like they say” and then instantly flips into bad bitch mode, I like the faint sprinkle of asshole in her performance. Like okay who’s walking around in those stripper heels damn. Really want Wonder Woman 1984 comes out so I can compare their “I lost my love interest in the last film so I gave up until this film”. No offense, Alfred’s speech should have just been exposition OR that wish he had and not both, he speaks so quickly it feels like he had to make it fit within the scene. Okay I really don’t remember all this orphan killing shit. Not to, I don’t know, a city-ist but when it comes to kids in Gotham I really don’t care. Lmao I hate this sexy voice Anne has, so dumb. Her fight scene isn’t great either. Lmao Bane likes to get his ass eaten, he’s weird and funny not so much scary. Okay Blake please just essplain how you know the identity I really don’t fucking care about what you got tosaaaaay. Ew I really don’t like Blake’s heart of the people bullshit. Of course the only great performances so far are Bruce, Jim, Lucius Fox and Alfred. Talia is bland as fuck. Lmao Selina and Bruce have no chemistry however she plays a good downtrodden character even there she looks too neat, I feel like someone playing someone like that are little more shabby looking in their home time but she looks the same not better or worse in nearly every scene. Bruce manages to fix having no cartilage and a bum knee by putting one knee brace on.

Bro stock trade building in (date this movie was made) has fiber and I don’t even have that in 2020. I get that Bane is supposed to be this mysterious force with a mysterious plan but I literally don’t know what he’s doing or why and I don’t even have a clue but I would like one please. Group fight but Batman takes everyone out, Selina takes out one guy barf. Alfred scene don’t make me cry like it used to. Here’s the thing, even as someone who has seen this film before, the line “Ra’s Al Ghul was the league of shadows, they died when he died” means Talia is afoot, knowing Talia is afoot you know she must be behind Bane’s stuff. That’s my main problem, other than I’m lost in this story, is that Bane is known to be the brawn of any bigger operation. When she mentions the doctor’s crash, her involvement and identity (being that Talia is the one delivering the news) are instantly revealed. Also no romantic chemistry anywhere! This movie isn’t as good as the others. Oh come on I don’t believe this kiss. Bro they just hammering the fact that she’s Thalia Tahlia Talia. Bro my neck breaking this is going so fast. Like I know I’m writing a lot but I’m having to pause or write on the commercials. Tunnel espionage is so good tho. “Bane.” 👁👄👁 I actually like this fight because it is representative of the fact that bitch he really thought lmao he could just walk up on this dude but he is gravely mistaken. Back break didn’t break like it was supposed to tho, also the fact that Tahlia JUST got in with Wayne Enterprises and suddenly Bane knows about le secret garage I mean come on. I’m bored. Oh no he’s gonna destroy Gotham 😑 much surprise. This is awesome awesome 👏 Bane like, lemme grab my suspenders for support. Is this doomsday device a mcguffin? Blake still a dumbass. That one white football player 🤣 I remember le football scene fucking me up when I first saw it. Can’t remember if Jim dies, cue me actually being scared because Blake is the only dumbass on site to save him. Hehehehe Jim’s a badass. Dr Pavel’s death is a good one. Starting from the Blackgate prison release, the film is much better tbh. Nvmnd Bruce connecting Bane to Ra’s is bullshit. My confusion, why did Bane protect Thalia, perhaps it’s at the end. Bruh fucking Christian Bale just gets it man. And Cillian Murphy goddamn I have dreams about that man. Foley a bitch. Okay I’m having a good time, sucks that they fucked hi the first half and Anne Hathaway ain’t great. Gotta love these cops tho. Jim putting the coat on Bruce always makes me cryyyy. ALFRED MAKE ME CRYYYY. Robin is fucking stupid.

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The Peaky Designer - Cillian Fanfic, Chapter 5

Hello, welcome back. Below is the next instalment of my fanfiction!

PLEASE READ:

I will not be including Cillian’s family as it’s kinda weird since he has children lmao. Just a mention of his parents and a previous lover.

I will indicate in a chapter if there is smut in the beginning and before the actual scene!!

I will add trigger warnings if there is any!!

There is a variety of levels of swearing during a chapter, I will not hold back, everyone swears.

The timestamp for the Fic is now 2016 and onwards!!

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Characters:

Swantje Paulina as Gabrijela Babic (swalina on Instagram)

Cillian Murphy

Word Count: 2,234

!!Warnings!!: None.

Date: March 2016

Chapter Name: We Need to Talk, Gab.

Brief Chapter Outline: Waking up a little sore, Gabrijela avoids Cillian all day, spending time with the crew and getting to know them better.

Sorry for a short chapter, didn’t have much inspo today!

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When morning came, it was weird for Gab to wake up. She was sore between her legs from how hard Cillian had fingered her.

But her body never felt so... Relaxed. Content. She couldn't lie to herself, what happened last night was wonderful. She loved how he touched her, kissed her.

It was something she would remember.

She rolled on to her back, he wasn't beside her but in the little kitchen area making coffee. She groaned softly and sat up, rubbing her eyes. She checked her phone, it was about seven in the morning and she had a million messages from her father and her friends.

Cillian heard the soft groan that emitted from Gabrijela and began to make another coffee. He could hear the clicks of her typing away, a little giggle came from her.

He gripped the edge of the counter, sighing through his nose. Last night was still very clear in his brain and he had woken up with a throbbing hard-on. He had satisfied himself in the little bathroom, unable to hold back the soft moan of her name, visualising those perfect red lips around him.

The mere thought sent him again and he shook himself, trying to rid the growing need.

"Good morning," Gabrijela said, walking out and startling him.

"Oh. Morning." He said, giving her a pleasant smile. He looked away hastily, not wanting to stare at her too long at those long legs and the protruding curves that were her breasts. "Coffee?" He asked.

"Sure. I'd love some." She said as she took her seat.

He turned and placed the mug before her before he slowly sat across from her, his own steaming mug in his hand.

Silence.

It weighed heavily in the air and Gabrijela was getting fidgety about it. She hated this kind of silence. They both needed to talk but she had no intentions of starting it. Not yet.

"Gab-"

"No," She cut him off.

"We need-"

"No, we don't. Nope." She shakes her head, sipping her coffee.

"Gabrijela we have to. We need to-"

"Cillian. Stop. What happened, it will not happen again. One time thing. Forget it." She set her cup down not to kindly.

He sat back, staring at her with absolute annoyance. "You know we can't just push aside. We have to-"

"No!" She raised her voice, meeting his eyes finally. "No." She downed her coffee and got up going into the bedroom, closing the shutter.

Cillian sighed, resting his elbows on the table and holding his head as he shook it. He could hear her moving around and she came out, dressed and had her bag in hand.

"Gabrijela, I'm sorry. I don't want to make you upset-" He looked at her.

"You did. I don't want to talk about last night. I don't." She shook her head and headed out, but bumped into Paul who played Arthur.

"Hello, morning Gabrijela. Didn't think I'd find you here." He raised a brow.

"Don't worry, you won't next time." She walked past him, heading to where she needed to go.

"Damn, woke up on the wrong side of the bed," Paul muttered before he entered the trailer to chat with Cillian.

Later that afternoon...

She kept her game face on the whole morning as she worked with Allison and the other cast members. Today she was made to dress the other members, which meant she was able to stay away from Cillian.

But, in the dressing rooms, she always caught his eyes. She didn't react, staying focused the best she could.

There were times in the morning when she was to clean up outfits or make sure there were no faults before bringing them out for Allison and her little team. She was thankful for the change, she was able to stay in the back.

And while they filmed, she stayed back to write her report and chat with Allison.

Then it was back to work once more, rushing around to get things for the cast or repairing things quickly.

She hadn't even realised lunch came and people were given a break for a bit. She was going to go into Manchester with Logan to grab food.

As she crossed the set, Cillian had caught her and came into her pathway. "Hey." He said.

"Hello." She stopped, looking up at him.

"Do you have a moment?" He asked.

"Uh..." She frowned.

"It'll be quick." He insisted.

She knew what he wanted and she shook her head, "I have to go get lunch." She said.

"Please, Gabrijela. Just- Please." He frowned.

"Gab! Hey!" Logan called from afar, waving.

Cillian turned around, seeing the man.

"I have to go." She said and walked past him, not looking back but she knew he was watching her leave with Logan.

"You seem rattled? You good?" He asked as they left the set together, heading into the main district.

"Yeah. I'm okay. Just tired." She laughed softly.

They talked on the walk and she learned they had the same interests in TV Shows and even books.

They ordered something from a sandwich store, both of them excitedly chatting about their favourite characters in a book series.

Once back on set, she joined him with the other crew members. She learned their names and what they did and they all talked excitedly about this and that.

"Hey, I know it may be soon but, I'd like you to come with me and some of my friends this Saturday night in London to celebrate my birthday," Logan said with a swoon-worthy smile.

"Uh, alright." Gabrijela said excitedly, "Didn't you say to a pub here?"

"Yeah. But decided to go to a club instead. Besides, most of us live in London so it'll be easier." He said as he scrunched up the wrapping of his sandwich and chucked it into a bin.

"Okay. Here, I don't have your number." She said and they exchanged numbers, "Now it'll be easier for us to talk."

"How about Facebook?" He asked, "I got a group of all of us on there."

She gave him her name, but since the other young crew members overheard it began a swapping game and giving each other numbers and social media.

She had Logan's Snap, "Only certain people may have that." He said with a smirk.

"And you think I'm already special enough for it?" She asked, looking into his eyes. He was so fucking handsome. It had to be illegal.

"I do think so." He winked at her. "You catching the train home tonight?"

"Yeah. I am. You?" She asked, his smirk and wink made her stomach do a flip.

"Yeah. London. Let's catch it together." He said, "We finish nine tonight or hopefully around that time."

"Okay sounds good. I'd like someone with me on the train." She said before the parted ways to resume their busy work for the rest of the afternoon and into the evening.

Nighttime...

Gabrijela helped some crew around to move things into place or cleaned up. It was a hectic day, a lot of repetitive stuff, running around. She had somehow lost focus and messed up a few times, copping an angry lecture from Allison.

Now, Gabrijela waited where Logan had said to wait as he spoke with the director.

And it gave Cillian a good opportunity to seize it as he came to her, "We need to talk, Gab." He said, voice hard and no room to argue.

"You are so persistent, huh?" She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Yeah. And what happened last night," his voice went low, "Where do we stand with it?"

She pressed her lips together, "I don't know, Cillian. Where do you stand?" SHe shot back.

He gave it a thought, "I don't want it to ruin our friendship, that is for sure." He said.

"Then we won't let it ruin what we have. Let us put it aside as a... drunken night fuelled by deep desires and alcohol. Alcohol does that to people, especially red wine." She said softly, looking up at him again.

He nodded, "I agree. Next time, we lay off on the red." He gave her a small smile.

"Yeah, we will, Cilly. We back as friends, and no more." She murmured, giving him a quick hug.

He returned it, "You going somewhere to stay?" He asked, changing the subject. He seemed better now that he knew where they stood.

"Nah, heading back to London with Logan." She said Logan was almost done talking by the way his body language was.

"Logan? The Set Designer?" Cillian asked with raised brows.

"Mhm. Hopefully, I can go home with him most of the time I'm here." She smiled. "But I'll pack my bag properly." She giggled.

"Good idea. You take care yeah? Call me when you get home, please." He said, that concerned expression back.

"Of course. Keep your phone on you, Peaky Boy." She nudged him.

"Okay. Let's head off, Train leaves soon." Logan said as he came over. "Hey, Cillian! Good job on today, splendid as always."

They shook hands, "Keep her safe, okay?" Cillian gave Logan a look, but she wasn't sure if it was a threatening manner or just teasing.

Logan laughed, taking it as a teasing way, "I will! I will don't you worry." He said and with that, they parted.

The trip home was about two hours and Logan stayed with her all the way through.

He got out, letting the cab go.

"Why did you do that?" She asked, blinking.

"You would not believe it, but I live down the block in a studio. Literally ten minutes." He said.

"No way?" Gab gasped.

"Yeah. We can... hang out and stuff if you'd like?" He smiled.

"God yes! We can binge-watch Supernatural since you gave up on Season two." She said, nodding excitedly.

"Sounds like a great plan. I'll see you here at six?" He said.

"Yep. Six O'clock. Goodnight, Logan." She said, waving and went into the apartment building.

It was a wonderful relief to be at home. She dropped her bag on the bed, turned on some music through her boombox and undressed. She prepared herself a bath, lit some candles she had bought today.

She let her clothing fall on the floor and got into the bathtub after the bath bomb had dissolved, she let out a soft sigh as the warm water surrounded her.

She picked up her phone and gave Cillian a call, "Hey." He replied.

"Hi," She smiled, his voice made her shiver. He sounded sleepy.

"You got home safe?" He asked she could hear him getting comfortable.

"Yeah, I did. Good to be back here, having a relaxing bath as of now." She giggled.

"Oh, lucky you." He huffed, "I have to suffer a small shower."

"Whiny baby. If I can fit in there, so can you." She laughed.

"You calling me small?" He gasped.

"Maybe! Small, Irish boy!" She taunted.

"No Gab! Not nice." He was laughing softly. But then it died down and he sighed.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt your feelings?" She asked, worried she may have.

"No uh... I... I just miss you." He murmured.

She shut her eyes. Going silent.

She heard a shift on the other end, "Gab? You still with me?" His voice had gone softer.

"Yeah, still here. I miss you too." She replied, her hand slid up her thigh. "But I'll be there tomorrow morning. I'll bring you coffee?"

"That would be nice, get me an americano." He said.

"Americano with extra care for a little Irish boy." She giggled like a little girl.

"I'll make your coffee extra strong and bitter." He threatened.

"So mean! Nothing for you then." She growled.

"Fine. Nothing for you either." He bit back.

They laughed before they went quiet again.

Her hand had paused close to her slit, "I should get going." She finally said.

"Ah... Okay." Cillian said in a way that he didn't want her to go yet.

"We'll see each other tomorrow," She reminded him, "You get some sleep, goodnight."

"Goodnight, Gab. Rest well." He said and hung up.

She smiled a little to herself, settling back into the bath to contemplate.

She didn't spend long in the bath before she got out and dried up, drying her hair, then packed her bag for tomorrow, shoving two sets of clothing in.

She crawled into bed, groaning, "Much better." She mumbled into the pillow. But it didn't smell like Cillian which made her sad.

She heard her snap go off and she sat upright to grab her phone. It was from Logan.

She opened the message and let out an audible gasp. He sent a picture of himself shirtless and in his boxers. In bed. He was toned. The caption said goodnight with a winking emoji.

She bit her bottom lip, holy fuck, she thought. She replied with a picture of the balcony and a winking and a blushing emoji.

He replied back with 'I'd rather see you' alongside a heart and a winking face again.

She rolled her eyes, "Goodnight." She murmured and typed the message.

He didn't reply back and she set her phone down and turned it on silent.

She laid back, staring up at the ceiling. It took some time for her to fall asleep, her thoughts drifting to Cillian, alone in his trailer.

#cillian murphy #thomas shelby #peaky blinders #fanfiction

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The Peaky Designer - Cillian Fanfic, Chapter 10

Hello, welcome back. Below is the next instalment of my fanfiction!

PLEASE READ:

I will not be including Cillian’s family as it’s kinda weird since he has children lmao. Just a mention of his parents and a previous lover.

I will indicate in a chapter if there is smut in the beginning and before the actual scene!!

I will add trigger warnings if there is any!!

There is a variety of levels of swearing during a chapter, I will not hold back, everyone swears.

The timestamp for the Fic is now 2016 and onwards!! e.

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Characters:

Swantje Paulina as Gabrijela Babic (swalina on Instagram)

Cillian Murphy

Word Count: 4,137

!!Warnings!!: Smut!! Graphic Smut!!! ;) Enjoy you naughty kiddies.

Date: December 2016

Chapter Name: Distract me, Cillian.

Brief Chapter Outline: Gabrijela talks to Cillian what happened to her at the Christmas party before they discuss her hobby as a band member before it ends with one hell of a steamy afternoon...

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When Gabrijela woke up, she felt sick and iffy. She coughed pushing herself up with an arm as she rubbed her eyes. She was alone in the bed, but the door was open and she could hear music coming from downstairs.

She got out of the bed and found some slippers set beside the bed. She slipped them on. She walked over to the window and pushed back the heavy drapes, it was raining lightly outside. She loved the rain, this was perfect weather to be in bed.

She smiled and turned and headed out of the room and down the stairs. The music was Christmas music, the classics that everyone would play. She peaked her head through the threshold to the living room and found Cillian sitting in the armchair before the fire, reading with his glasses on. There was a large flatscreen TV above the fire mantle. Near the bay window, there was a Christmas tree set up. No presents beneath it.

"Good morning." She said, her voice coming out rough. She cleared her throat.

Cillian looked up, "Oh morning." He said as he tucked in a bookmark and took off his glasses as he stood. "How did you sleep?"

"Really good. Cozy and warm. You?" She asked as she came over and sat down in the two-seater couch.

"Same as you. I haven't made breakfast yet as I don't know what you want today." He said as he sat back down.

"Well, I'm craving chicken soup. Mum would always make it for me when I was sick." She said.

"Hm, well I don't have it but I can run down to the store to buy some?" He offered.

"If you don't mind. I'll write down the ingredients." She said and he passed her his phone so she could jot down what she needed.

"That's it?" He looked at the list.

"Yeah. That's all. It's simple but super tasty." She smiled.

"Okay then, I'll be back soon." He said and touched her shoulder as he left.

She pulled the knitted throw around her and watched the fire, getting lost in her thoughts. She could hear the faint ringtone of her phone upstairs but didn't feel like getting it. But it kept ringing and she sighed as she got up to go check it.

Missed calls from Logan and Lucia and from her dad. "Fuck." She grumbled, she had to call her dad back. So she did and apologised to him that she didn't pick up last night and that she was tired and exhausted. But Lucia had told her dad about last night but in a twisted way. Gabrijela was drunk and had attacked Lucia when she was with some guy.

"So you would believe her rather than me?" She snapped at him. "How could you."

"I am getting your side of the story, Gabrijela." He said, his tone hard.

"Well, I didn't attack no one, Dad. She was being... she..." she choked on the words, "You know what she was doing with another man in a bathroom stall." She held back her tears that threatened to come.

"Gab..." His voice softened, "Did you love this man?"

Gabrijela thought about it, she had started to fall for Logan, "No." She shook her head, "But I was falling for him."

Her father had fallen silent but sighed, "Are you okay?"

"I'm dealing. I'll be fine." She shrugged, "Anyway, I gotta go." She said as she heard the door unlock and open. "Goodnight dad." She waved.

"Goodnight my blossom," He smiled and hung up.

She got up and headed down the stairs and went into the kitchen. It was entirely white with light brown beams that framed the window above the double basin sink. Countertops were made of white marble with pale grey cracks in it. It opened up to the dining room that leads out to a small deck and then flowed into the green garden.

The kitchen had a farm touch to it, "You have a really nice house, Cillian." She said.

"Thank you. I like the coziness of it. I'll take you upstairs after breakfast, you'll love it." He smiled as he set out the items. "So what should I do first?"

"I'll do it," She shakes her head, "You can admire me from afar." She came over and bumped her hip with his to nudge him out of the way.

"From afar? Why not close?" He cocked a brow perfectly.

"Close then, but I forbid you from helping." She pointed at him. "Where are the pots?"

He showed her and she got into it. The recipe was simple, but it wasn't going to be exactly like how her mum would make it. But it was better than nothing.

Soon enough they sat on the couch before the fire, bowls in their hands and they ate. A throw was covering their legs.

"This is so good. Better than what I made that first time." He said and tipped his head back to drink the soup.

"Nah, I think we are tied." She said doing the same before she set the bowl down on the table.

"You think so?" He looked at her, hooking his arm over the back of the couch, holding his head up with a hand.

"I do think so." She moved closer to him as she got comfy.

"Did you want to watch TV?" He asked as he watched her sigh and lay her head back.

"No. Not really." She shook her head, her expression changing.

He frowned a little before he took her hand, "I'm here for you, okay?"

She looked down at their held hands then met his blue eyes, tears lined her eyes, "I'm hurting, Cillian." She whispered as she moved into his arms, an arm over his stomach.

"Talk to me." His arms went around her, squeezing her gently.

"Last night... Logan threw a Christmas party and I brought along Lucia, my best friend cause she came to see me. You know the one you saw in that video chat all those months ago?"

"Yeah, I remember." He nodded. He had an idea of where this was going.

"So yeah, at the party, everything was going well but I had this weird feeling something wasn't right. And then I went to uh... I went to look for Logan and... In the bathroom... He... He was with Lucia... They-" She choked as tears began to fall again.

"Darling you don't need to say it. Hey, hey shhh." He wiped away her tears, cupping her cheek.

"They've been doing it behind my back for four months, Cillian." She sobbed, the emotions rushing through her, "I-I shouldn't have trusted him so fast. Fuck I made the wrong choice." She whispered burying her face in his neck.

His heart broke for her, it made him so upset to see her like this. How could anyone think to hurt someone as sweet and kind like her?

"Do not let this ruin you, Gabrijela." He murmured into her hair, "You don't deserve these tears. Not on this beautiful face." He pulled back to gaze into her eyes.

"The worst thing is the whole thing is so similar to how my ex ended up. God," she frowned and looked at the fire. "I shouldn't have trusted him. I thought he was better."

"Sometimes people can be cruel despite their pretty demeanour," Cillian muttered.

Gabrijela nodded and turned back to him, "But I know you are true and real." She sniffled as she touched his cheek. "You're a good man, Cillian. Truly."

He smiled, "And you are a wonderful woman, Gabrijela. I've never met someone so natural as you."

"Distract me today, Cillian." She whispered, a hand on his chest.

"I will try." He nodded, "Come, let me show you the third floor."

They got up and headed to the top.

She gasped, the whole floor was transformed into a mini library of some sort. The wall had shelves full of books, memorabilia of awards and all that. A fireplace took a spot between the bookshelves with some seriously comfy-looking couches.

"I've kept the majority of things from when I was younger, things from school or gifts and whatnot." He explained all the knick-knacks he had.

"Awesome." She was in absolute awe.

He had a guitar as well and a ukulele that hung on the wall. "You play the ukelele?" She asked as she came over and plucked it off the wall. She strung her fingers along it.

"Yeah. The main thing I bring when I go away." He watched how she became a whole new person. The pain in her eyes seemed to go away as she began to play a melody.

He was surprised, "You play?"

"I do. I know how to play the guitar and the cello, I'm an expert in both." She smiled.

"Why didn't you tell me this before? Just for fun or...?" He sat down as he listened to her play.

"Been in a band since I was sixteen. I play the electric guitar and also sing with Elijah who plays the bass guitar, Karsyn does the drums and Maya is on the keys and her partner plays the extra guitar. Lucia never really liked it but always tried to be apart of it... We had to kick her out cause she caused too many headaches for all of us." She said, finishing off her melody. "Elijah and I play the cello together, he's probably the next close friend of mine."

"What kind of genre you play?" Cillian asked.

She put the instrument back where she found it, "Anything really, we like to do covers and we have some of our own songs. We play every Thursday, Friday and Saturday night at this club in Sydney, Maya and her husband owns it and its very popular." She walked along the bookshelves, running her fingers along the many novels.

"Wow. And you kept this all from me!" He smiled, "I have to definitely come to Sydney and see you play."

She giggled and picked up a phot of when he was younger, "Not because you want to see me?"

"That too. I was twenty there." He got up and peered over her shoulder.

"Wow. Look at this young man. You haven't aged at all. Are you immortal?" She smirked up at him.

"Some say I'm aging like fine wine." He chuckled and she put the photo back.

"Oh, I can so agree on that." She patted his cheek.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked.

"Go ahead." She turned to him once more.

"Your birthday is coming up, do you have any plans on that day?"

She raised a brow, surprised he remembered it, "Uh, I mean I did but... with what happened... No. I'm free all day."

"Good. I've got something you will love to see." He grinned.

"Can I know?" She crossed her arms.

"Nope. It's a secret." He said.

She whined, "Ugh fine. What are you doing for the next day? It's Christmas."

"Flying back to Cork to spend three days with my family." He said.

"Oh... Really?" She had hoped she could spend the day with him. She couldn't hide her sadness in her tone.

"I got two tickets." He said, eyes trained on her.

"And?" She tilted her head to the side, confused as to why he told her that.

"You're coming with me." He laughed at the shock on her face.

"Cillian! I couldn't! No!" She hit him lightly.

"Yeah, you are coming with me. I want to show you my hometown. It's going to be fun." He took her arms gently, his smile soft.

She pouted, "You sure? I... Your family... wouldn't they think it's weird that you're bringing someone like me to their table...?"

"No. Of course not. They will love you. I only told them I'm bringing someone wonderful." His arms moved around her waist and she stepped closer, her hands on his biceps.

She giggled, "Oh Cillian," She smiled, only he could make her forget about her problems. She felt so at home in his arms, "I see that record player. Put something on and we can dance."

"Yeah? Alright." He pulled away and set the player up and picked out a good record. He placed it down and the needle before he pulled her back close.

They swayed together, body to body. Rain fell harder but everything seemed so magical. Her head was resting on his shoulder and she could feel the tickle of his breath on her neck.

"Cillian?" She murmured.

"Hm?" His hand was splayed on her back, between her shoulder blades.

"Please don't leave me." She said in a soft, shaky voice.

He pulled back to look at her, "I won't. Never."

"Promise me?" She sounded desperate as she gripped his biceps again.

"I promise," He cupped her face, "I'll always be with you."

She searched his face and leaned up to kiss him, but he pulled back, "Gabrijela, don't you think its to quick?" He asked, eyes wide.

"It's just a kiss. Cillian, please. Distract me." She whispered.

"Gab, we shouldn't, we really shouldn't. It's way too early, you're hurting." He frowned.

"Fuck it Cillian. Fuck it all. I need you. I need you. You are all I think about. All I need. Logan was a mistake. That time you touched me, that was what brought me to my knees. I cannot hold back Cillian." She had tears in her eyes.

He was shocked at her words, and yet he felt the same. The moment he touched her, kissed her, she was all in his head nonstop. "My Gabrijela. My lovely Gabrijela." He leaned in and kissed her, pouring his heart into it.

His hands moved from her face to her hips, her arms locking around his neck.

She was the one to deepen it, their tongues clashing and rolling over each other. A moan escaped her, and he began to walk her to the couch.

"No," she stopped him, "The bed." She said.

"Okay." He nodded and they headed down a flight, she held his hand as they entered the bedroom.

She backed up to the bed as he stalked forward, a heated look made him look like a bad boy. She smirked, "Since you touched me last time, it's only fair I return that favour."

He gripped her hips, pulling it flush against his. She moaned at the feeling, "You don't need to. My pleasure is seeing you cum by my fingers." He kissed her hard and she yanked off his shirt.

He took off hers and lifted her up and threw her on the bed, she let out a gasp as he moved on top of her like a cat. He kissed down to her neck, sucking on a spot and leaving a mark.

"Mmm." She shut her eyes as he moved lower, his lips wrapped around her nipple and she whined. Her nipples were always so sensitive when they were touched.

He sucked, tugging on them gently with his teeth which caused another moan to escape her. He then moved to the other, doing it rougher and it made Gabrijela cry out in pleasure.

"I'm going to taste you, Gab." He said roughly, his lips moving down her stomach. The feeling made a skittering feeling run through her, her core heating and throbbing.

"Yes." She sighed, nodding as her pants were thrown aside. She had no panties on.

Cillian came to the apex of her thighs and pulled back a little, her treasure was glistening and a pretty pink. She had waxed, leaving a tuft at the top. With a hand, he brought up he dragged a finger down from the hood to her entrance.

"Oh... God..." She sucked in a breath, looking down at what he was doing. Her cheeks were flushed, he was just... staring at her. "Am I okay? Cillian?"

He brought the finger up, then with his thumb, he parted her folds to reveal the petals of her core. "You are more than okay, Gabrijela. You are... serene." And he brought his mouth on her.

She threw back her head, eyes rolling in the back of her head as he worked on her with that fantastic mouth of his. He sucked on her clit, rolling the bud between his lips and teeth. He felt her hand on the back of his head, the other gripped the sheets.

"Oh fuck, Cillian. Fuck." She breathed fast, her toes curling as the sensations of getting head ran through her nerves. It was a wonderful feeling, the soft moist feeling of his lips peeling her apart and getting deeper. His tongue sweeping up then back down to her entrance where it prodded her.

"Relax, lovely. Relax for me." His hand were on her abdomen, feeling the fast-rising of her stomach. She relaxed as best as she could, and tried to stay relaxed as his tongue pushed into her.

He wiggled it around, tongue fucking her as he brought a thumb to her clit. He wanted her to feel the utmost pleasure he could give her with his mouth and hands.

So he ate her out like his personal feast, not being kind to her either. He held her squirming hips down as he was in full control of the situation, he would make sure all she remembered was his name as she came. He would imprint himself on her body, her soul. But when he was to take her... he would make sure it was a perfect day, all dedicated to her.

She was in utter ecstasy, all she could think of was him, of what he was doing to her. He knew where to get to, what to press as two fingers slipped into her.

He pulled back to watch how he fingered her, to see how she took him. "Fucking hell, Gabrijela." He rasped, she was drenching his fingers, his chin was coated in her wetness. "You going to cum soon?" He could feel how her walls clenched around him. He could only imagine how amazing if he was buried in her.

"Yes, Cillian. Oh god yes. Don't stop." She whined, her breathing ragged and deep. Moans and curses fell from her parted lips, she was close. "Harder, oh fuck!"

Cillian obliged and began to finger her harder, pushing in a third finger. God, she was tight. But he wasn't going to stop, he curled his fingers in a come hither motion and she cried out when he found her sweet spot once more.

"Cillian! Ah! I'm close! Fuck!" She bucked her hips, trying her best not to move too much around.

He went as hard as he could, he would bring her to the edge before he would finish her off with his tongue. And so he would, pulling his fingers out and tongue fucked her. Her cried grew louder as she thrust her hips up and hollered in bliss as she climaxed on his tongue and lips. She thrust a few times before she eased off as her high came down.

He lapped her up, sucking and licking her clean before he kissed up her body then to her lips. She moaned sweetly as she tasted herself on his lips.

"Mmm Cilly," She pulled back, touching his jaw and his lips. "Lay back baby, I want to touch you now." She kissed him.

"You don't-" He groaned when her hand gripped him.

"I do. You are so hard." She pushed him back and he eased on to his back as she now knelt beside him. "Cillian, oh goodness." She tugged on the strings of his sweatpants and eased them off with his help. Boxers and all.

Her eyes fell on his hard length, he was a good size and thickness. She could easily just ride him right there, lube was not needed as she was soaking.

Slowly she looked up, meeting his eyes, "Perfect." She murmured, not taking her eyes off as she wrapped her hand around. A muscle twitched in his cheek as his jaw was clenched hard. "Mmm, you feel good." She moaned as she rubbed him, holding him in a good tight grip.

"Ah... Ah, shit..." He whispered, holding himself up by his arms. "Gab..."

She smiled, happy that she was making him all huffy and blushing. She rubbed him faster, he was rock hard. "I'm gonna take you in my mouth," She moved between his legs, laying down on her stomach. She leaned in and licked his balls, sucking them and he let out a strange groan that was deep then a curse followed.

"Minx." He shook his head, watching her move up his shaft, sucking and kissing to the tip that had a little diamond drop.

She licked it before his cock was guided into her mouth, and he watched with pure amazement as she took him right to the base. "Fuck!" He placed a hand on the back of her head, gripping her hair.

She moaned, muffled by his cock before she began to bob her head. She took her time, savouring his velvet hardness with her tongue and lips, soft gagging sounds came from her every time he touched the back of her throat.

She was a goddess, she worked him so well, her sucking was slow and hard, almost pulling. It felt divine.

Gabrijela began to go faster, her hand moved to cup his balls once more and fondle them. She squeezed them and rolled them a little in her palm, he grunted, "That's it, oh fuck yeah. Gab you damn perfect woman."

She smiled a little as she continued to do her thing, and it wasn't long when he became fidgety as his cock twitched. He was going to cum very soon.

"Mmmm." She moaned around him, squeezing him again.

"I'm gonna cum. Fuck, in your mouth?" She nodded, "God you fucking- Fuck! Ah! Ah!" His brows furrowed and he laid back, his hips bucked and she gagged as he shot his load into her mouth.

She pulled back a little, he filled her mouth and he pulled her head back as the remaining went on her face and his stomach.

She gasped for air and laughed once she swallowed his load, "Cillian! Oh!" She bit her bottom lip as she pumped him once he was finished.

He looked at her, his release on her cheeks and lips, "Shit, sorry. He laughed as he handed her a tissue.

"No need." She wiped his cum off with a finger and cleaned them up with a smack of her lips. "Delicious." She giggled and leaned in, claiming his lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

He wrapped his arms around her as she laid on top of him, they kissed for a bit before she pulled back.

"Thank you," She murmured, her smile soft.

"What for?" He ran his fingers up her spine.

"For sticking with me and making me happy." She traced his jaw then his cheek and lips.

"I will do anything to make you smile again. It broke my heart to see you cry." He kissed her gently. "Don't cry ever again."

She scoffed lightly, "Don't break my heart then."

"I won't. Safe within my heart, tucked in warm." He kissed her nose as she laid her head down on his chest, her fingers running over the smooth skin of his biceps and shoulder.

"Safe." She whispered, her smile never fading.

"Safe." He repeated, his fingers gently running through her hair.

For the rest of the day, Cillian and Gabrijela spent their time indoors. They showered and shared another passionate kiss before they went to the living room downstairs to watch some classic Christmas movies. They ordered take away via UberEats and sat before the fire as they stuffed themselves with pizza and garlic bread and ice cream he had in the fridge.

They laughed from bad jokes and danced again, another movie before night fell. She was going to stay the night again, they got into bed and she had asked him to read her a favourite book of his to her.

He happily obliged, and read till she fell asleep. He set the book side and his glasses, turned off the light and pulled her into his chest. She slept peacefully, their legs tangled and he wasn't ever going to let her go.

Not this time he wasn't.

Whatever was blooming between them, it felt right. And he would work hard to keep her happy and content. He tried not to think about the whole age gap thing or that she was going to leave at the end of the month. He wouldn't.

He would cherish her, and see what the future would hold for them.

#cillian murphy #thomas shelby #peaky blinders #fanfiction

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