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knickynoo · 1 year
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Michael J. Fox (1985)
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peakyscillian · 1 year
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Family Ties | Modern!Tommy Series.
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Summary: The Shelby’s will do anything for family. Warnings: Smut, 18+ Minors DNI, Mature themes, use of the word 'Whore/Slut' Part: 10 Pairing: Modern!Tommy x Fem!Reader Requested: No Notes: If you read a series/story and you like it or even love it, please comment, like & reblog so writers know they're getting the interaction they deserve! It means so much to see someone reblog your work! I also want to thank everyone who has shown me so much love on my work!!
Family Ties | Modern!Tommy Series.
Masterlist | FT Masterlist
Part Ten - Present Day.
You were laying in bed watching the time tick past, Tommy was sleeping peacefully, you had tucked into his side, praying for the night to slow down.
"Sleep darling" his voice was gruff coated with sleep, his fingers tickling against the bare skin of your waist.
You hadn't told him about Sam's parting question, feeling so humiliated by it, but you knew that was the main thing keeping you up.
Tommy pressed his lips to your forehead "tell me what it is" he asked softly, you nodded biting at your lip.
"When I left his apartment, he..he asked if I was going to give him some kind of special welcome back" you swallowed, feeling the tears press at your waterline.
You felt Tommy's body stiffen, could see him trying to keep his anger at bay, he took a deep breath "Fucking prick, that's not going to happen. I promise" he sat up slowly, you moved next to him, his hands cupping your face.
"We will be in there, I've got men ready, Arthur is ready to kill him, Sam is not getting near you" he tried to reassure you, you nodded.
"You say stop we stop" he confirmed once again, some kind of mantra he’d been using for the past few days, "but for now, lets sleep, eh?" he lifted the covers to let you slip back under, you wrapped your arm around his waist. 
Snuggling back into his side, the comforting beat of his heart lulling you into a light sleep. 
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Tommy was in the kitchen at the betting shop the next afternoon, he'd left you with Polly, Ada and Esme.
You'd been on edge all morning, even your favourite breakfast place by the river couldn't calm you, he'd had second thoughts, thought about pulling you out going about it in a different way.
You'd immediately noticed his shift in attitude, took his hand, told him you would be fine, you could do it.
He'd gathered his men, ready to lay out the plan. Finn and Isaiah had called up the club, enquired about any new girls, and had booked you out for the evening with his men. 
Tommy was going to be there, back of the booth away from prying eyes. 
“If you see anyone touch her, try to book her. You tell me, Arthur or John. No one is going near her, understand?” All the men mumbled their agreement.
Finn cleared his throat “is this a good idea Tom? Is it going to work?” He asked, John's hand connecting quickly with the back of his head.
Tommy was in his face, finger pointed “you got a better idea, eh? Let us hear it then” Finn rolled his eyes, not giving Tommy an answer, “you don't want to come? Want to stay home and act like going to a strip club isn't something you do?” Tommy stood back, his little brother was soft, and wasn't up for the kind of life this family had created.
You would be scolding him right now, would be telling him to leave Finn alone, let him live his life the way he wanted to live it. You had a soft spot for Finn, you’d come into his life when he was just thirteen, Finn had taken to you the fastest out of all the siblings, he didn’t have any reason not to trust you, he had loved being around you, you'd even persuaded Tommy to turn a room into his own so he could stay over whenever he wanted. 
Tommy stepped away, lighting a cigarette “do what you want Finn you always do” he sighed, Finn slumped back in the chair, he just cared about you, couldn't lose you like he'd lost his mum.
Everyone left the kitchen, leaving Finn and Tommy alone, “I promise you she is going to be fine” Tommy took a seat opposite his little brother, Finn nodded “She takes care of us Tom”, Tommy smiled slightly “I know, and she’s going to still be around, do you think I’d let anything take her away?” he asked, trying to reassure Finn, “No” he shook his head, “I’ll be there tonight, I’ll make sure she’s alright” Finn added, Tommy nodded standing up giving him a brotherly pat on the back before he left the room. 
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Tommy pressed a kiss to your lips, sitting a few roads away from the club. You’d hardly said anything on the drive over, his hands cupped at your cheek “Remember we’re all fucking there okay? Finn has even told me himself he’s going to make sure you’re alright” he smirked, you couldn’t help the small smile, of course Finn had your back, “I love you, remember that as well, fucking lost without you” he pressed another kiss to your lips. 
You relaxed into his kiss, fingers stroking through the short hair at the nape of his neck, “I love you too, Tom” you rested your forehead against his, giving him a final kiss. 
You grabbed your bag, took a deep breath, Tommy squeezed your thigh, you gave him a smile before opening the car door, “Y/N?” Tommy spoke softly before you closed the door, you popped your head back into the car, “Thank you” he smiled, you nodded “Anything for family, Thomas” you replied, giving him another smile as you closed the door. 
Lydia greeted you with an excited squeal as you walked back into the club, you were surprised to see her still here, bundled into a tight hug you laughed lightly “Lyd, I didn’t expect you to be here”, she shrugged leading you through the bar to the familiar back corridors “the money is good” she answered, as you nodded “Thats why I’m back need the money” you put your bags down on the dressing table. 
You had made yourself up, hair slicked back into a high ponytail, the outfit you’d picked was sexy but not over the top, small black shorts, high heels and a small crop top, you felt out of place so unnatural in this environment. 
Making your way through the club, scanning the room for familiar faces, Lydia had told you Sam would be in later, he had a few things to sort out before he arrived, that relaxed you slightly.
A few hours later you heard the unmistakable voice of Sam, his hot breath fanning across the skin of your neck as you served someone at the bar “my favourite little whore is back” he chuckled, you moved away from his body “Y/N, your booths order is ready” Summer smiled taking over from you.
Sam’s hand circled around your wrist “Come find me after, still need to welcome you back” he sneered, you nodded feeling sick to your stomach. 
You adjusted your top as you grabbed for the round of drinks checking the ticket number, you smiled knowing exactly who’s table that was.
“A round of shots, gentlemen” you shouted over the music with a beaming smile on your face, “Ere’ she is, hello sister” Arthur draped his arm around your shoulder.
“Hello Arthur” you dropped a light peck to his cheek “Looking stunning as always, y/n” he chuckled.
“Oi!” Tommy looked up from his phonee,yes locking with yours, as he shouted at his brother.
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So we've made it full circle back to part one! I hope you've enjoyed it this far, there's so much more to come!
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Emotive and Expressive, "Family Ties"
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Family Ties Pluto TV S6E3 The Last of the Red Hot Psychologists (Part 2) Small moan and his eyes
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britneyofvos · 2 years
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Story of his life.
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FAMILY TIES (1982-1989) | 2x06 “ Speed Trap”
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Every Mallory Keaton outfit: #21
1x06: Give Your Uncle Arthur a Kiss
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Alex through the years: Family Ties seasons 1-7
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blankdblank · 1 year
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Copperpot
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@deepestfirefun​ it’s a cute one. :)
@jesevans​, @lilith15000​, @theincaprincess​, @devilishminx328​
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Right through the open doors of the royal guard station you stormed without any objection in ample notice from the guards who watched you walk right up to Prince Fili and toss a looped rope over his head. Right over his upper arms the rope was drawn tight and the blonde Prince simply shuffled on his feet to face you in the loop of the row around his middle to be followed by a third around his hips.
Looking down at you while you secured a twist of the line to link the two constricting straps he asked, “Good morning Bunny, why are you tying me up?”
“Because I need to talk to Thorin. But only the royal family can speak to the King without appointment.” Sharply you pulled a second binding line right then moved to drop and loop the rope around his thighs as well still under the watch of his brother, uncle Dwalin and all the forty puzzled but amused guards who had yet to be signaled of any threat by said uncle or brother to the King’s heir.
Kili asked as he watched you begin to form a precise pattern to the knot between the thigh and hip bands. “What knot are you trying to make?”
“Saw Dain use one like this.”
“Oh,” he said with a puzzled nod as you drew another tug of the rope tighter to ready a loop between two folds of the rope against Fili’s hip.
Fili said, “Why are you using Uncle Dain’s knot?”
“Because I want it to look like he did it.”
That had Dwalin chortle in amusement to Fili saying, “Well my elbow is loose.”
Kili lowered to help you, first by securing Fili’s elbow properly, “Oh, take this one. Yup, and loop that here.” Helping you to work the boar’s head knot Dain prized in full amusement, then watched you hoist Fili up over your shoulders.
“Ooh, nice and cozy, no shoulder pressure at all. Very efficient, Bunny.” Fili praised the position he was propped up in and chatted with his brother and uncle, who strolled along as you carried the heir all the way to the throne room between puzzled Dwarves. Including Dain, who saw his prized knot and left his stroll to follow along, wondering when he could have tied up his nephew and not recalled it.
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Halfway across the mountain the guards outside the shut double doors hurried to open them as you said, “I need to speak to the King it’s urgent. Just look at the state of his heir.” They both looked in after your group on the continued smooth pace to the throne until they just had to shut them again by traditional distance of guests to gain audience with the King.
Combination of you and the others around you had Thorin clear the room of his Council as you settled Fili down on his feet again. Just leaving Dis on her ceremonial chair at his side as the current Queen Mother beside their mother Diaa and grandmother former Queen Niro’s. Softly he spoke to his brother to have his nose scratched as Thorin asked you sternly, “Bunny. Explain this! Why is my heir in my cousin’s knots?!”
Dain was on the cusp of shrugging to Dis’ glare his way at spoiling their first day to be instructing the royal guard in a decade long bit of training to be ready for their positions later on as they got a bit older to inherit those roles from their uncles Dwalin and Frerin, who remained with the guard on watch expecting to be filled in later by them, but you began to shout. “Because high and mighty Lord Copperpot-!”
“Copperpot,” the boys whispered and snickered at knowing as the others did of who you were talking to amongst the visiting Dwarf Lords from the southern kingdom of Orcarni.
“I can’t move five feet to my left without him barking orders at me! And apparently he’s delegated himself on charge of my rent fees, which apparently to his wisdom is not to come out of my earnings from the contract to win back Erebor or my account in the treasury, so I’m not certain how he intends I’m supposed to be paying my rent! Apparently I’m a golden egg laying goose and I can just drop a gourd sized egg at his feet for the task at my fancy! But now he says I’m five weeks late and I’m to be turned out on Tuesday at 3:15am precisely! 
And I said I would take it up with you but he of course felt it necessary to remind me that it is not my place to be speaking with the ruling family without proper appointment, so I made one, five weeks ago, but the walking radish went and bribed the aid to erase my name off the list because only members of high born blood status can request an appointment with the King in the first place. So I have to go back in time and choose high born nobility within a notable clan suitable to your rank apparently and somehow magic myself to being born from them!” 
Dwalin’s shoulders were shaking in his fight to not laugh while he hid his face with his hand at the flails of your arms and Inflections of your voice from shrill to authoritative at this five week battle now boiling over. “And I’d have just hidden inside your apartment if I didn’t guess he’d be waiting for me there inside your toilet!” That had Dain chuckle and the women at the glaring King’s sides smirk and smile.
“What else has he done to thwart your daily tasks?” He growled.
“OH!!” You started and that bled into a longer rant of details that ended in your growling, “And I don’t care who his grand mama chose to take to bed to make his daddy but if he puts his finger in my face again we are going to have a diplomatic issue that can be heard by those in the afterlife when I hack off his hand!”
To Thorin’s audible growl of an exhale to keep from racing off the hang the Dwarf Lord in question to Dis’ question of, “He put his finger in your face?”
Sharply in a whisper recreating the point you lifted a finger to hold in the exact spot in your own face, “In my face!” Then you crossed your arms to not start shouting again.
Deeply Thorin drew in a breath and asked, “And who, pray tell, tied up my nephew?”
“Oh I did that.” You said and his brow rose.
Kili nodded with a wide grin, “I showed her the proper knot technique.”
“Not of royal blood.” You explained further and his brow dropped in his look to Dain.
Dis gestured her son’s way asking her cousin, “You did not make that knot?”
Dain answered plainly, “No. I recognized the knot as Fili was being carried by.”
They looked to you again as you said to Dain, “I’m sorry for framing you.”
“You are forgiven. Very well done. I am not certain when they learned to make my signature knot but very well done.”
And you looked to Thorin again as he asked you, “Why tie him up, for one, and two, why use my cousin’s knot?”
“One, he wiggles and you know it. Two because that buys me more time, not just any Ironfoot clan member tying up the Crown Prince but the King himself. Buys me more time to explain because family ties complicate matters.”
Thorin looked at Kili and Dwalin, “And you agreed to this?”
Dwalin answered, “Just walked up and roped him.”
Thorin’s brow rose at Kili who answered, “Seemed important.”
Fili added to that by saying, “Why else would she tie me up if not for something important.”
And the puzzled King flatly said, “I will speak to Lord Copp-“ making his nephews chortle as he caught himself and said the proper Dwarvish name, “And I will see to it his duties keep him far from yours. Thank you for bringing this to my attention, Bunny.”
You nodded and said, “I have to get to work. I will schedule an appointment to see you around I suppose, just have to bribe your aid.” You said making him fight to not smirk as you turned post bow of your head.
Dain said with an amused tone in the lock of Thorin’s eyes upon him, “Take it you turned down King of Orcarni’s daughter for courtship and someone is taking it personally. I will fetch the Copperpot.” Turning mid trade of nods to smirk on the walk behind you to go and fetch the Dwarf surely to be thrown from the highest point possible out of the mountain to walk home in shame should he survive.
Niro asked the boys, “Aren’t you meant to be on instruction of the royal guard about now?”
“Yes!” The boys both said proudly, and Kili said , “Carried him all the way here!”
Fili nodded, “Smooth steady pace without a hobble or stumble!”
Diaa said, “I underestimated her endurance. I’ll sit her closer to us at the banquet tomorrow. Thorin clear a lunch this week.”
“I will.” He hummed to Kili’s move to start untying his brother for an amusing chatter filled walk back to the guard post to pick up where they left off with their morning lesson. Sure to be filled with raucous laughter from Frerin at the unfurled news of how his hopeful future sister in law and Queen to be had impressed the rest of his clan on top of the royal guard and any citizen passed by.
Niro nodded and said, “Bold to go for the heir, normally a sibling is chosen.”
Dis teased, “And here I’ve been wearing my sturdy outer coats all month to no avail.” Making Thorin roll his eyes at the beginnings of their chuckles and shift to bring his notepad closer to record the final list of grievances you had aired so he would not lose track before he reached the end of the list. Stuck adoringly with the hint of a precious half growl you had given off mid shout echoing in his ears.
For the lunch however he surprised you with on that very same day he could only smile brightly as you were left to their sign based tongue after you had squeaked out barely above a whisper, “I lost my voice.” A heart warming start to his full recount of how your bother free morning had gone so far. Ended with him rumbling to you protectively that you would not have another Copperpot incident or instigator again. A series of lunches and brief promised times alone were sealed by your signed promise to not kidnap his heir again and stolen peck you left on his cheek that as you scurried off etched a smile onto his face no one could break.
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leo-and-me · 9 months
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hi everyone! i recently wrote up a thesis(?) with research regarding leo & me, as well as links to clips, resources, and other relevant information on the topic .
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featuring a gif (made by me) of BRENT CARVER (IN A WIG!!!!) AND MICHAEL J FOX IN LEO AND ME. THIS IS WHAT YOU GUYS ARE MISSING OUT ON.
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spockvarietyhour · 1 year
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Stargate SG-1 "Family Ties"
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kailani-ffxiv · 8 months
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Prompt 2: Unread Letters
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I just heard the hull grinded into the shore, bags and crates tossed before we had even stopped moving. I thought we were headed to another port but for some reason we landed here. I’m worried. I know I shouldn’t have taken the contract just like you said but I wanted needed to do something. I couldn’t sit there any longer waiting for word that anything had changed.. That anyone had come home. Maybe we will find someone here. I don’t know ⚫ what to write anymore. I wish there was some trace of you, something to know if I should still keep holding on to hope. I miss you dad. - K
 I’m doing well with my studies and learning a lot. The weather, well I could use a pair of lighter clothes if you can manage to send it. Between the humid air and heat in the kitchen I keep melting faster than my chocolate. Oh, speaking of which I learned to create another interesting treat that might be a decent seller back home. If you drag melted chocolate over top of one another and add in other things like candy, nuts, sprinkles, fruit, honestly anything on top it makes for a really simple way to use up extras and people here will buy it as gifts. I’m sure others back home might buy something like that if they have a little extra coin. I’ll try and send some the next time I write. I miss you ma. - B
He hasn't settled for hours now, constantly pacing and watching. He seems agitated, more than normal but still unlikely to be a threat to the tribe. I’m fine to watch him alone, call the other off. And avoid sending anyone else this way after that, his senses are still heightened and.. Just leave me to keep watch. Likely just needs time for it to run out of his system and I’m sure he will be fine by morning. Promise me to keep the other safe until I return, I’m sorry to have left you like I did but I couldn’t risk anything more happening. I’m sorry S, I’ll explain in the morning. Please don’t be mad. - W’K
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The good thing about being a fanfic writer who turned pro is that if you know nobody will read (or even think to look for) a crossover between Family Ties and Taxi where Elyse becomes a mechanic at the Sunshine Cab Company and ends up having a torrid affair with Elaine, you can just say “But maybe they WILL read an original romance about a cab driver and a mechanic set in the 80s...”
And that’s where writers get their ideas.
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