#john and arthur's sibling dynamic is everything to me
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John is literally just a girl in this world
#john marston fanart#rdr2#rdr2 fanart#red dead redemption 2#john marston#western llemon#i dont have a favorite you believe me btw#john and arthur's sibling dynamic is everything to me#young john marston :3#idk i hate completing art nowadays...#tgirl john hc my best friend
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some john marston braindump:
was born to an ashkenazi jewish mother & father in new york - his mother died during childbirth which left himself and his father to their own devices. he was born in new york but his father emigrated to chicago due to transient railroad work.
john's name at birth was jonathan markowski, but his father started going by marston once they moved to chicago for the sake of finding work. after his father died in a bar fight on their tenement floor when he was 8, john simply started going by john and the records at the orphanage he lived in for several years (from when he was 8 until he was 12, aka when he ran away) have him down as john marston.
john wouldn't be in touch with his jewish identity until being taken in by dutch, who helped/encouraged him to celebrate high holidays as much as they could. that fell off as the years went on until beecher's hope.
john and arthur are the epitome of the golden child/scapegoat (respectively), until john became dutch's scapegoat. john's never been academically inclined but has always been cunning and skeptical. have lots of thoughts but i do definitely think that the stark age difference between dutch and john (dutch is 30-ish when he takes john in vs being only mid-20s when arthur is taken in) + the fact that dutch is quite literally the only father john has ever known makes this even more apparent. dutch is arthur's father-figure but he's always had hosea; while john has always had hosea as a father-figure, there's always been an intrinsic bond between john and dutch. dutch taught everything john he knows about gunslinging and hunting and fishing, areas where john excels compared to arthur.
as for high/low honor, my john is probably medium, teetering very close to low honor. while i think arthur's story and arc is about redemption, john's has always been about survival. he's never quite believed he's had a choice. some trees flourish, others die. and he's done whatever it takes for his family, whether it's the van der linde gang, arthur, or abigail and jack, to live and thrive even if it's all been in vain, and even if it's involved doing the worst things a person can do. also a habit he's learned from dutch, lmao.
speaking of which - so many of the toxic, manipulative habits and tendencies he's taken on as a father are learned from dutch and somewhat unlearned in beecher's hope with jack. will elaborate more l8r.
also -- my john is blind in his left eye, with some light perception, and by 1911 regularly wears an eyepatch to aid in gunslinging and hunting. the visual impairment occurred as a result of being attacked by wolves in 1899; it also means he has no depth perception and is susceptible to being ambushed by those who know about it (looking at javier for throwing that box on top of him in rdr1, lmao).
#LONEPRAIRIES#LONEPRARIRIES. / headcanon.#thinking about 'you are my brother... you are my son...'#thinking about john's daddy issues + arthur's daddy issues + arthur's 'i always thought everything came easy to you'#the most realistic sibling dynamic ive ever seen tbh... i eat it rite up#r* where's my 12-year-old feral street child john marston dlc#can we also talk abt dutch repeatedly manipulating and putting marginalized and vulnerable ppl at risk because#i want to give him the back alley beat down#(also - if some1 would like to give me the brotherly john+arthur content i deserve +++ them actually saying 'i love you' to each other...#i am all ears!)
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life ain’t fair and the world is mean
Pairing: John Marston x gn!reader
Summary: Arthur’s decision after meeting with Mary Linton again leaves you caught between a rock and a hard place.
Warnings: Angst, so much dialogue, complicated love squares (?), sibling dynamics
Word count: 1,383
A/N: Felt absolutely deranged writing this ily all pls enjoy <3
Series masterlist • AO3
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Everyone at camp knows Arthur got a letter from that Mary Linton.
As much as he swears up and down that whatever was between them is long over, you can tell the heartache hasn’t faded the moment his eyes land on the familiar cursive. He mouths along like he can taste her on the words she’s written.
You look away to give him his privacy and grimace something close to sympathy. Whatever it is she’s asking for after all this time, he’ll give it to her - at the very least he’ll go to her.
Poor bastard.
Almost-loves last longer and hurt more than real ones. You ought to know.
He rides off when early morning mist still clings to the lowest parts of the land with dewdrop fingerprints. Abigail watches him go with a pinched look on her face. John watches her watch him with a frown. You pretend not to notice any of it.
Hosea does the opposite, actually seeking John out. John looks over at you helplessly, and you tip your hat with a faint smile just to watch his eyes widen with betrayal. You listen long enough to hear the beginnings of that wheezing cough you’ve worried over for weeks and a far be it from me interfering in your business before snagging an unmanned rifle and heading off on guard duty. Maybe Hosea will have better luck than you and Dutch and Arthur and Abigail and everyone else knocking some sense into him.
It’s a pleasant spring day, warm with enough of a cool breeze to keep the worst of the heat and the bugs at bay. You find a spot to stand midway up the path and settle in against the bark of one of the taller maples. Sunlight filters through the canopy of leaves above and leaves everything dappled gold. You breathe in deep and sigh out springtime. Almost summer, now.
Horseshoe Overlook has been good for the gang. Valentine is just big enough and just used enough to seasonal workers that you pass off fine, even despite Arthur’s determination to fight half the town. Strauss has him collecting debts already, and Dutch has asked that he see about Micah’s predicament over in Strawberry. You can’t say you miss having that one around, but loyalty is loyalty. Dutch would surely ask him to rescue any one of you if the situation were reversed.
In the meantime the girls have been sniffing out leads, and the boys have been robbing just about everyone they come across. For your part, you’ve been scoping out local homesteads and farms looking for anyone who seems to be sitting on decent animals or piles of cash. So far it doesn’t look like you’ll be lucky enough to find both. Guthrie Farms was your destination yesterday, and you think you’ll pay them another visit one of these nights to relieve them of some choice cattle. There’s a buyer up near Three Sisters in the market.
In the back of your mind the concern about Cornwall and those bonds lingers, but so far it seems he’s been content to live and let live. Hopefully that lasts. You let the thought fade and settle in for a morning of boredom and birdsong.
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Your watch is almost up when someone rustles through the brush, approaching at a steady trot.
“Who goes there?” you call out, and stand a little straighter with your gun.
“Arthur, you dumbass!”
It’s only just afternoon - somehow you expected he’d be gone for the day at least.
“Such manners,” you mock, but pause once he’s close enough for you to see the look on his face.
He’s been crying, those cornflower eyes even sadder than normal. There’s a resigned stoop to his shoulders. A pinch between his brows. You wonder just what exactly Mary had to say after all this time.
He ducks his head and murmurs a halfhearted sorry.
“S’fine,” you dismiss with as kind a look you can manage. You tilt your head up at him when he lingers, looking like a deer caught out in the open.
“Do you have a minute to talk, actually?” He can’t quite meet your eyes.
“‘Course. Let me swap with Karen and I’ll meet you.”
He nods gratefully and rides up to the nearest hitching post while you do just that, a quick handoff with a look that begs her not to ask too many questions. Karen glances over to Arthur, then back to you, about as solemn as she gets. She nods you on your way before making her way into the treeline.
He’s waiting for you on the outskirts of camp, just past the chickens and partially hidden by a copse of half-grown saplings.
“The hell did that Linton woman do to you?” you ask, hands on your hips.
Arthur huffs a sarcastic laugh. “More what I did to her. She wanted my help - somethin’ to do with her brother. I told her it’s best we never speak again.”
You puff out a breath. “Damn.”
“Yeah.”
Arthur shifts in place, and you can tell there’s more to it. If he doesn’t know how to say it you doubt you’ll know how to answer, but you guess friends aren’t always for saying the right thing.
“Before I left she gave me back the ring I proposed with. I want, well,” he fumbles, “I been thinkin’ someone ought to do right by Jack and Abigail for a while now. Make sure they’re taken care of, since Marston won’t.”
Of all the things he might’ve said, you can’t decide if you should be more or less shocked that it’s this. Longing looks and stolen dances are one thing, but everyone knows Abigail and John are together, even when they’re not - especially when they’re not.
“Jesus, is that why you told Mary you won’t see her anymore?”
“No! I don’t know. Maybe.”
“Why are you telling me?” The question is desperate, even to your ears.
“Dutch an’ Hosea are too close to this, and everyone else is too far off. Guess I was hoping you’d be able to make more sense of it all than me.”
You laugh a terse, bitter laugh. “I ain’t too close? Really? All these years, Arthur, you been like a brother to me, but John— You know this ain’t fair.”
“Most things ain’t.” His eyes are pleading. Sad. Sorry. Damn him. “Just tell me if you think I’m bein’ a fool and I’ll leave it alone.”
And there you have to pause. Because is it really so foolish to want to give Abigail the partner she needs, and Jack the father figure he deserves? The way he looks at them is not lost on you. When he lost that young woman and little boy all those years ago he was inconsolable. In a lot of ways you think he still is, though he hides it everywhere but his eyes. More than anything you want him to be happy. You know that if Abigail will have him, he will be.
But you need John to be happy, too.
And you feel like the worst person alive, because he isn’t happy with Abigail and he’s not happy without her, either. Mostly he just seems determined to be miserable and make it everyone else’s fault but his own. How the hell are you supposed to help Arthur without hurting John when every choice feels either selfish or spiteful or wrong. The love harbored deep in your bones marks you a traitor.
Because if you were any kind of friend you wouldn't say: “You’re always a fool, Arthur Morgan, but not ‘cause of this.”
But you do.
“Really?” he asks.
“Really.”
He smiles, a little bit of heartbreak and a little bit of hope.
“After— Well, you know,” he cuts himself off, unable to say their names even after so long. “Feels like it could be a second chance, is all.”
“You believe in those?”
He sighs. “Not really.”
You try to smile, to reassure him, but it doesn’t reach your eyes. He clasps your shoulder in unspoken thanks before leaving you alone on the edge of camp with nothing but your thoughts and a sick feeling in your stomach.
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When John comes around later that evening you can’t look him in the eye.
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some 2 am john marston braindump
john and arthur are the epitome of the golden child/scapegoat (respectively), until john became dutch’s scapegoat. john’s never been academically inclined but has always been cunning and skeptical. have lots of thoughts but i do definitely think that the stark age difference between dutch and john (dutch is 30-ish when he takes john in vs being only mid-20s when arthur is taken in) + the fact that dutch is quite literally the only father john has ever known makes this even more apparent. dutch is arthur’s father-figure but he’s always had hosea; while hosea's always been a paternal presence to john there’s always been an intrinsic bond between john and dutch. dutch taught everything john he knows about gunslinging and hunting and fishing, areas where john excels compared to arthur. arthur’s ‘i just always thought everything came easy to you’ makes me :(((
their sibling dynamic means sm to me n they both deserved better when it came to their pasts fr, but john genuinely cannot conceptualize any sort of family outside of the gang which is why he leaves, understanding dutch’s true nature before anyone really does (+also being a deadbeat dad), then comes back a year later.
john's unable to cope with his grief over arthur's death, and when the opportunity arises to get revenge on micah, he gets tunnel vision and eagerly takes it. of course, this is at the cost of his own life as his actions would have dire consequences; but there's no way it wasn't, at least in a small way, what he wanted. after spending years purposely creating chaos to emulate his life in the gang, he's proved he's unable to fully move on from the past.
as for high/low honor, my john is probably medium, teetering very close to low honor and is outright dishonorable while working for ross.. while i think arthur’s story and arc is about redemption, john’s has always been about survival. he’s never quite believed he’s had a choice. some trees flourish, others die. and he’s done whatever it takes for his family, whether said family is the van der linde gang, arthur, or abigail and jack, to live and thrive even if it’s all been in vain, and even if it’s involved doing the worst things a person can do. also a habit he’s learned from dutch, lmao.
speaking of which - so many of the toxic, manipulative habits and tendencies he’s taken on as a father are learned from dutch and somewhat unlearned in beecher’s hope with jack. a large part of their tragedy is that the day john died is the day that he and jack were finally on the same wavelength. they'd spent so long misunderstanding one another.
also – my john is blind in his left eye, with some light perception, and by 1911 regularly wears an eyepatch to aid in gunslinging and hunting. the visual impairment occurred as a result of being attacked by wolves in 1899; it also means he has no depth perception and is susceptible to being ambushed by those who know about it (looking at javier for throwing that box on top of him in rdr1, lmao). it has helped him as a gunslinger, though.
moreover. my john's hat is arthur's hat with feathers added that charles gave to him, and his classic revolver is dutch's :')
#RE: JOHN MARSTON.#'you're my brother' 'i know. i know' continues to be my cause of death put it on my death certificate
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some braindump:
was born to an ashkenazi jewish mother & father in new york - his mother died during childbirth which left himself and his father to their own devices. he was born in new york but his father emigrated to chicago due to transient railroad work.
john’s name at birth was jonathan markowski, but his father started going by marston once they moved to chicago for the sake of finding work. after his father died in a bar fight on their tenement floor when he was 8, john simply started going by john and the records at the orphanage he lived in for several years (from when he was 8 until he was 12, aka when he ran away) have him down as john marston.
john wouldn’t be in touch with his jewish identity until being taken in by dutch, who helped/encouraged him to celebrate high holidays as much as they could. that fell off as the years went on until beecher’s hope.
john and arthur are the epitome of the golden child/scapegoat (respectively), until john became dutch’s scapegoat. john’s never been academically inclined but has always been cunning and skeptical. have lots of thoughts but i do definitely think that the stark age difference between dutch and john (dutch is 30-ish when he takes john in vs being only mid-20s when arthur is taken in) + the fact that dutch is quite literally the only father john has ever known makes this even more apparent. dutch is arthur’s father-figure but he’s always had hosea; while john has always had hosea as a father-figure, there’s always been an intrinsic bond between john and dutch. dutch taught everything john he knows about gunslinging and hunting and fishing, areas where john excels compared to arthur. arthur’s ‘i just always thought everything came easy to you’ makes me :((( - their sibling dynamic means sm to me n they both deserved better when it came to their pasts fr, but john genuinely cannot conceptualize any sort of family outside of the gang which is why he leaves, understanding dutch’s true nature before anyone really does (+also being a deadbeat dad), then comes back a year later.
as for high/low honor, my john is probably medium, teetering very close to low honor. while i think arthur’s story and arc is about redemption, john’s has always been about survival. he’s never quite believed he’s had a choice. some trees flourish, others die. and he’s done whatever it takes for his family, whether it’s the van der linde gang, arthur, or abigail and jack, to live and thrive even if it’s all been in vain, and even if it’s involved doing the worst things a person can do. also a habit he’s learned from dutch, lmao.
speaking of which - so many of the toxic, manipulative habits and tendencies he’s taken on as a father are learned from dutch and somewhat unlearned in beecher’s hope with jack. will elaborate more l8r.
also – my john is blind in his left eye, with some light perception, and by 1911 regularly wears an eyepatch to aid in gunslinging and hunting. the visual impairment occurred as a result of being attacked by wolves in 1899; it also means he has no depth perception and is susceptible to being ambushed by those who know about it (looking at javier for throwing that box on top of him in rdr1, lmao).
#me 🤝 john marston: having no depth perception due to only seeing out of one eye#but fr the games hint at it sm! im confirming it bc it means sm to me....#have this until i make an actual about page lmfao#MY SIDE WAS GIVEN.
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Bonnie Gold, Finn Shelby, Isaiah Jesus, Michael Gray 💖
I’m answering this with a different game, because I can’t find the other thing xD
Bonnie Gold
How I feel about this character:
I think Bonnie is a super, sweet, young boy, who has a good relationship with his father. Even though, he seems so innocent, there is obviously a part in him, that can and will execute any order, without asking questions. This makes it very interesting to think and write about him. Also he is hot as fuck... C’mon... he is a boxer in the 1920, he could dick me down anytime.
All the people I ship romantically with this character
Oh, well, he don’t have a love interesting in the show and I don’t know who I would ship with him. I love to read x reader stuff (especially by @bonniesgoldengirl ) Otherwise I would like to read Bonnie x Finn or Bonnie x Isaiah or even Bonnie x Michael, but with a weird stepbrother setting.
My non-romantic OTP for this character
Damn, non-romantic gives me away. I would love to read/ write about Polly & Bonnie, Aberama & Bonnie, Bonnie & Esme, Bonnie & John, Bonnie and Arthur, Bonnie and Finn, Bonnie and Michael... the whole dynamic with the new family; Polly, Aberama, Michael, Bonnie, Esmeralda and maybe even Anna.
Then again, always popular and I love this as well: JUNIOR PEAKY BOYS! GIVE ME MORE JUNIOR PEAKY BOYS!
My unpopular opinion about this character
I would say, the fandom thinks he is so innocent, but I doubt that. He seems like he could do a lot of bad stuff and even be violent to some degree, because his dad is a murderer for hire and Aberame sure showed him to survive and to fight back and even torture someone. (can someone please write sweet gore with bonnie? )
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
First of all... I WISHED HE DIDN’T DIE!
Secondly, he could have gone away for boxing, or became a big star in the game or meet a cute little singer in his favorite pub for fucks sake.
He could have found a mother in Polly.
There were a shitton load of things they could have done with the character, but they didn’t and I’m still a little mad about it!
Finn Shelby
How I feel about this character
He is baby! I completely ignore season 5 and he is baby to me. Young, innocent, can’t do something bad, even if he tried, virgin, gentle or shy with girls, wants to get to know them, before he fucks them. Ah, sweet fluff for everyone! I should write more about him and I still have three ideas for one shots or blurbs, I might upload later. He is notably the youngest of five, but this also means he is the softest of them. During the war he was still a child, he hasn’t been to the trenches nor did he witnessed a lot around him, which makes him more vunerable than his brothers.
Nevertheless, he grows and becomes a young man though the seasons. I think he has Ada’s and Tommy’s sass, but he still wouldn’t be mean without a reason.
All the people I ship romantically with this character
Finn and... reader? I wouldn’t really ship him with someone on the show, but I still hope they give him a love interest next season!
My non-romantic OTP for this character
Ah, now I have thousand ideas! Finn and his brothers, Finn and Ada, Finn and Polly. Finn, Polly and Isaiah? Finn and Esme? Finn and Jessie? Finn and Lizzie? Oh, oh! Finn and John?
My unpopular opinion about this character
He wasn’t really close to Tommy. I can’t really explain this one, but he could act different, if he actually talked more to Tommy. And I think their relationship gets worse over time.
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
Finn gets a girlfriend or he reveals that he is gay.
Isaiah Jesus
How I feel about this character
I love him and it’s a shame he doesn’t get much screen time! Why? He is a loyal member of the Peaky Blinders? And what does he get? Nothing! Isaiah is a really funny and charming guy and they could have developed this more after John died. This show needs a charming guy and I don’t mean Tommy!
All the people I ship romantically with this character
Michael? Also sometimes Ada? Bonnie in a threesome? Finn and they are childhood friends? With a reader? Hell yes!
My non-romantic OTP for this character
Bonnie!
Jimmy Jesus & his son!
Michael, again
Ada & Isaiah
Charlie Shelby & Isaiah
Polly and Isaiah, when he has problems with a girl and she gives him a good advice
My unpopular opinion about this character
I don’t have one! o.o He is perfect!
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
Omg, I would love to know more about his family! His mom and the relationship to his father? Does he have siblings? Damn, I need answers!
Michael Gray
How I feel about this character
This is complicated! I love him, especially farmboy Michael in season 2! But he is drawn to the dark side so much and even his actor Finn Cole says he has sociopath tendencies. I can agree on this! Michael is definitely a sociopath and I think he has a hard time connecting to another person. He is very cold-hearted and dismissive, but if you crack his hard shell, you might find something soft inside. We rarely saw him vunerable on screen, but I think he is capable of this too!
But I also think, Sex is a problem for him. He saw how his parents fought a lot when he was a child and then he was taken away. He was also raped in orphanage and bruised for his life. And even when he got back to Birmingham, he still sees how his cousins treat women and it’s not respectfully. Of course, he wants to be like Tommy, rich so he won’t have to be hungry ever again, feared so nobody will attack him and cold-blooded so nobody can hurt him anymore. He pushes all his feelings down, because he is afraid of them and he can’t handle these. (good example was the whole thing with Charlotte getting pregnant) I would love to see him developing a platonic relationship with a female character, because it would help him heal. He sure miss his sister, she was part of his misery as a child and I think she helped him, no matter if she was younger or older than him.
I really wished, he wouldn’t try so much to be like Tommy. It would really help him dealing with his trauma.
And I think in the next season one of them has to die q.q But I hope it’s not Michael...
All the people I ship romantically with this character
None, he doesn’t seem like he would like to be in a romantic relationship. Even his marriage with Gina seems very practical. They fuck together and they scheme together. No romantic feelings involved. And somehow it works for them.
My non-romantic OTP for this character
I would love to write a one shot about him and a sister reader, or him an Anna or his whole family dynamic! Or him and Aberama! And I could and would write a whole fic about John and Michael! I can’t wait for Michael to appear in my new series! (hahaha, self promo)
My unpopular opinion about this character
I actually like the mustache! And I will stay true to myself!
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
Michael finds Anna well and alive! Please! I know this won’t happen and he will most certainly die in the end, but in his last minutes he still could find peace after everything that has happened to him! He is still my baby!
This was fucking long! Thanks for the ask, homegirl! 💞
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>:3c for the ask meme: 🎵🗺️👊🐴📜 (ily!!!!!!)
🎵- Favorite Red Dead song (either sang by camp or other)
another favorite is definitely the one the whole gang sings around the fire with javier after getting jack back <3 i just love the entire atmosphere of it and it makes me wish even more to be there with them. and Love Come Back from the original soundtrack also slaps SUPER HARD
🗺- Favorite Location in Red Dead
i REALLY love the area surrounding little creek river in west elizabeth and also tall trees! so so so pretty. and basically everything about ambarino - it’s just way too pretty. i really love lake isabella as well, it’s so nice and quiet out there in the snow
👊- Red Dead BroTP
arthur and john. hands down. absolutely chaotic and feral sibling dynamic and i love everything about it
🐴- Preferred Horse
my girl orithyia <3 she’s a dutch warmblood with a chocolate roan coat!
📜- Favorite Journal Entry
don’t know which written entry is my favorite but here are some of my favorite drawings that arthur did!
love u too! (~￣▽￣)~
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Arranged marriage
Part 3:
“Matthew?” Y/N speaks up once they’ve settled the business side of their union. Her brother turns his head to give her a questioning look as he wonders if he might have forgotten something. “Do you mind if mister Shelby and I speak in private for a moment?” She asks as she locks eyes with her brother.
Matthew can tell there’s something serious Y/N wants to discuss with Tommy and he wonders what it could be that she doesn’t want him to hear. But he also knows when to argue with his sister and when to gracefully accept defeat, and the current look on her face might seem perfectly polite to a strangers, but Matthew knows better; there’s no arguing with her when she looks like that. “Alright.” He nods. “I’ll be right outside.” He adds as he stands up and picks up his coat.
Tommy watched the silent exchange between the siblings with interest. So far the only member of the Thompson family he had met was Matthew and he’s keen to know more about their family dynamics. “You can stop by Arthur’s office.” Tommy says to Matthew. “It’s the second door on the right.” He adds and he watches Matthew nod before he leaves the room. “What is it you want to talk about miss Thompson?” Tommy asks when the door closes behind Matthew. He’s not sure what else there is to discuss.
“A personal matter, mister Shelby.” Y/N starts as she pulls a cigarette and a lighter from her purse. “Because this might be a business deal, but that doesn’t make marrying someone any less of a personal affair.” She says before she places the cigarette between her lips and lights it. Tommy watches her inhale deeply before she starts to speak again. “Matthew tells me you have a son.”
Tommy is slightly surprised by her words and he wonders what she might have to say about Charlie. He also doesn’t like the fact that she knows more about him than he knows about her. Because he assumed he would be marrying the youngest sister, Emily, he had done research on her. When Matthew told him he would be marrying Y/N instead it was too late to get background information on her before their meeting. He should know everything there is to know about her by tomorrow, but that doesn’t exactly help him right now. “I do.” He simply says as he reaches for his own cigarettes.
Y/N can tell that he’s not entirely comfortable with the subject, but she’s impressed by how well he hides his emotions. “There’s no need to worry mister Shelby, I have nothing against children. I actually have a daughter myself.” She explains hoping it will put him a bit more at ease. She can’t tell if the information surprises him or not as she watches him light his cigarette and take a puff. “As much as this is a business deal for you and me, I hope that as a parent you will understand that I want my daughter to have a normal family life.” She goes on. “Well, as normal as possible.” She adds with a dismissive hand gesture.
Tommy nods slowly. He wasn’t sure what to expect when she brought Charlie up, but he’s pleasantly surprised by her words. “I completely understand, miss Thompson.” He says as his eyes follow the smoke that leaves her lips. “I want my son to grow up with as normal a family as possible around him as well, and I’m sure that gaining a sibling as well as a parent will be good for our children.”
Y/N is pleased with his answer and she sends him a small smile, which Tommy is sure could charm at least half of the male population and probably part of the female as well. “Then I believe we’ve discussed everything there is to discuss.” Y/N says as she leans forwards to stub out her cigarette in the ashtray on Tommy’s desk before she stands up. “I must say that so far it has been a pleasure doing business with you, mister Shelby.” She says as she picks up her purse. She truly means it. He acted much more high class than she imagined he would and it’s a relief for her to know he won’t need much polishing before she can introduce him to society as her partner.
Tommy nods slowly as he stands up and walks around his desk so he can pick up her coat which she had draped over the back of the chair she’s been sitting on sometime during their negotiations. He had been impressed by her contribution to the discussion. She let her brother take the lead, but made some clear demands as well and pointed out things both he and Matthew had missed. “I believe this is the start of a very lucrative partnership, miss Thompson.” He says as he holds up her coat.
“Thank you.” Y/N says as she slips her arms into the coat and turns to him once he lets go. He steps towards the door and gestures for her to go first once he opens it. The moment Y/N steps out of his office, she is once again met with a filthy look from Tommy’s secretary and she momentarily feels bad for the woman who has made the mistake of falling for her boss.
Tommy takes no notice of Lizzie as he steps out of his office behind Y/N. “Follow me.” He says as he leads the way to Arthur’s office, where they find Arthur, John and Matthew. John is enthusiastically telling a story and they all seem to get along. Tommy quickly gains their attention by clearing his throat. Their eyes move to the doorway and John and Arthur’s eyes quickly land on Y/N. The both seem slightly surprised by the woman in front of them and Tommy doesn’t blame, there are no women like Y/N in Small Heath. “Boys, this is Y/N Thompson, Matthew sister.” He introduces her. “Miss Thompson, these are my brothers Arthur and John.” He gestures from one to the other.
“Well it’s clear who got the looks in your family, Matt.” John chuckles as he stands up from the Arthur’s desk, which he was sitting on, and steps towards Y/N. His comment earns him a laugh from Arthur, a slight shake of the head from both Matthew and Tommy, and a small smile from Y/N. “Pleasure to meet you, sister.” John puts emphasis on the last as he sends her a wink and holds out his hand.
Y/N gracefully accepts it and Tommy thinks he can see that she’s slightly amused by the actions of his younger brother, but he can’t read her as easily as most people, so he decides to reel John in just in case. “It’s miss Thompson for now, John.” He tells his brother. It annoys him that he can’t read her. He has the same problem with her brother, he’s just as unreadable.
“Oh that’s quite alright.” Y/N says as she lets got of John’s hand and she sends him one of those smiles she gave Tommy earlier in his office as well, the one that he’s sure will make almost anyone weak in the knees, but he can’t tell if it’s genuine. He can tell that it’s working on John though, as his brother gets a slight blush on his cheeks. “There’s no need to be so formal. We are going to be family soon enough.” Y/N adds.
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Now or Never - Thomas Shelby x Reader
Title: Now or Never
Fandom: Peaky Blinders
Pairing: Thomas Shelby x Reader
Warnings: Swearing and my bad writing, as per usual.
Word Count: 1595 (you all should be used to it by now, I don't know how to stop myself)
Author’s Note: This was requested by an anon, I really liked to write it and I may or may not have done a smutty second part of it, if anyone is interested, because I was on the mood, apparently.
This piece hasn't been proofread by anyone other than me, so if you find any mistakes, feel free to contact me, I'll be more than happy to fix it. As always, your feedback is highly appreciated.
(Y/N) = Your Name | (Y/L/N) = Your Last Name
Prompt from this list:
21. Kiss on a dare
She never expected her first kiss to be like this - in the middle of the muddy streets of Small Heat with a bunch of people around watching. More important than that, she didn’t expected that the first boy she got to kiss would be Thomas fucking Shelby.
It all started with her friendship with Ada, years back when they were still children. When (Y/N) and her parents moved to Watery Lane they thought, along with aunt Polly, that the both girls would warm up to each other quickly, being the same age and all. They couldn’t be more wrong - the both of them fought on their first encounter, what ended up in the two girls being grounded for a week and forced to apologize to each other.
Things actually started to blossom between them after that and not long after they became as thick as thieves. It was an interesting sight to see because they were both very different: Ada was outgoing, loud and demanding, she knew what she wanted and didn’t give a damn about what other people thought about it; (Y/N), on the other hand, knew how to hide her mischiefness behind the guise of a sweet young girl, she got what she wanted by having patience and planning when to act. Both girls were like two sides of a coin.
As an only child, (Y/N) always made a point in observing the Shelby siblings dynamic - the way they always seemed to be fighting each other but at the same time defending each other; and how Arthur hided the fact that he liked to draw, he was pretty good at it in her opinion; how John always got everyone around him laughing; how little Finn was such a sweet toddler; and then there was Tommy. She was good observer, always had been, and still she couldn’t quite figure him out.
He was sweet and kind most part of the time, always trying to take care of the others around him. He liked to work with horses and he was very good at that. But she had seen him beat men twice his size and threaten people who tried to hurt his family. On a moment he would sit and talk to her like they were good friends and the next he was ignoring her like she had the plague. More than one time she had caught him observing her as she watched the rest of the Shelby’s, a hint of a smile on her face. His ice blue eyes staring at her, making her feel self conscious about been there sharing dinner with his family, like she had been doing for the past few years.
(Y/N) just tried her best to ignore this strange feeling on the pit of her stomach and maintain the strange relationship that they had developed over the years because Ada’s friendship meant the world to her. On that specific day, the two of them were sitting at the stairs of Martha’s house talking with her and some other girls. She recognized the Shelby siblings not far from them, Freddie was there too and she saw the look on Ada’s eyes when he looked back at her.
Everything happened really fast and (Y/N) wasn’t really sure if she remembered it correctly. In a moment she and the girls were talking and giggling at Martha’s door and then in the next the boys were coming towards then, some of then flirting with the girls - like John and Martha, she had noticed it a long time ago - and some mocking them. The two groups blended together and (Y/N) wasn’t sure how the subject changed to dates and kissing but she suddenly felt self conscious, probably why she didn’t noticed the fact that Tommy had taken the place beside her on the bannister of the stairs.
“Well, Mister I-can-have-any-girl-I-want, I dare you to kiss one of the girls now.” (Y/N) froze at the sound of Freddie’s voice directed towards Tommy. She knew that he was a ladies man, Ada always talked about that with her and she had seen it a couple of times, her heart always clenching at the sight of him with another woman. For some reason, the idea of seeing her kiss another girl first hand was something that cause her a sense of distraught. Her eyes immediately fell on Alice, beautiful blonde Alice, who was always trying to catch Tommy’s attention. She was too distracted in her own thoughts to register his nexts actions.
“No problem.” His right hand closed around her left arm, bringing her to him as he sealed their lips together. She didn’t reacted at first, didn’t know how to, but instinct came in a second and when he licked her lips (Y/N) actually opened her mouth to him. His lips were soft against hers and the way he held her close to him made her feel dizzy. It was the sound of the boys praising him that brought her back to reality and in an instant, reacting on reflex, (Y/N) pushed him back and slapped him across the face.
Silence followed the action and Thomas looked back at her confused, a hand on his cheek. She didn’t said anything or looked at anyone, she just runned away to her house, climbing the stairs two step at a time to get to her room the faster she could. When she arrived in the safety of her sanctuary, she leaned into the closed door to catch her breath. What had just happened? Had Tommy really just kissed her because of a fucking dare?
(Y/N) stayed inside the rest of the day, her mother came calling her to eat but she just ignored it, feeling like she wouldn’t be able to face anybody until the next day, at least. It was already dusk when she heard the knocking on her door. She sighed, not moving from her bed, back turned to the door.
“Go away.” She shouted but heard the door opening anyway. “Ada, I really don’t want to…”
“‘am not Ada.” Her blood turned into ice on her veins as she heard his voice, footsteps approaching the bed. (Y/N) let out a heavy breath, bringing herself to a sitting position, arms crossed in front of her chest, finally facing him, as he stood on the middle of her room, looking down at her.
“I really don’t want to talk to you, Tommy.” He sighed, hands running through his hair as he took a sit in front of her on the bed, facing the door.
“I didn’t meant for it to be that way.”
“What, you didn’t meant for my first kiss to be in front of all of the street because of a fucking dare, Thomas?”
“I didn’t knew,” he said, turning to face her. “I swear I didn’t knew. Ada slapped me after you left and she told me when we got home. I wouldn’t have done that If I knew. Freddie...”
“Don’t put the blame on Freddie fucking Thorne! All he did was challenge you, choosing me was your decision, not his.” She observed as he took a deep breath before talking, his blue eyes looking straight into hers.
“Freddie challenged me to kiss somebody because he knew I was going to choose you.” Her brow furrowed at his words, arms relaxing a little as he continued. “He knew I was going to choose you because Freddie knows how I feel about you.”
“Tommy…” He moved closer to her, hands grabbing her arms and bringing her to him, their noses almost touching.
“I’ve liked you for a long time, if not since you and Ada fought at school.” (Y/N) stared at him, his blue eyes focused on her, as she weighed down the information. “Ada already scolded me about you being off limits and Freddie has been getting on my nerves since he figured it out. I’m sorry for not letting you know that I like you before but I won’t be sorry for kissing you.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” (Y/N) was confused not just about his feelings but about hers too. She had been noticing that she felt different about him for a while now, but always brushed it off as some teenage crush. She couldn’t be in love with her best friend's brother! Yet, now said brother was in front of her, sitting on her bed, confessing his own feelings for her.
“Because I thought you didn’t like me. Not the way I like you.” he traced her cheekbone with the fingers of his right hand before lifting her chin gently, forcing her to look at him. “You always treated me different than John and Arthur, even Freddie. I thought I was just… your best friend’s older brother.”
“I treated you different because you intimidated me.” Tommy raised one of his eyebrows, making her giggle. “You were always observing me as if I didn’t belong there, with your family. Then the next day you would sit and talk to me for hours and then you would ignore me. It gave me backlash.” They laughed together and then he talked.
“(Y/N) (Y/L/N), I’m sorry for intimidating you and I would like you to know that I’m very much in love with you.” His smile made her smile too and then he kissed her again, soft and sweet, and (Y/N) realised that she probably should thank Freddie for giving them both a push with his dare.
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All the questions for the relationship meme :^)
All the questions for Sadithur (as discussed!), done. This one’s going largely under a cut because it’s long! Numerous other people requested a single answer, but since I got this one, please go ahead and refer to this for it.
PRE-RELATIONSHIP
How did they first meet?
He came to rob her house for survival supplies, and instead ended up rescuing her from being held prisoner by the men who’d murdered her husband. Not exactly a meet cute.
What was their first impression of each other?
Uhhhh, well. Arthur’s first impression of Sadie was “poor shocked woman who’s had her house broken into, her husband murdered, and been attacked herself by O’Driscolls for the last three days”. And Sadie’s first impression of Arthur is probably “large strange man who was in my house, shot the bastards who broke in, and is clearly a violent man himself, even if he saved me, and I’m not inclined to trust pretty much any man right now, let alone one with a gun.” Not the most promising beginning.
Did any of their friends or family want them to get together?
Hosea definitely hoped for them to become a couple at some point if they survived what was to come, even though he knew at that time neither of them was in a good place for it. Hosea’s very much the cheerleader for his kids being happy, to judge from his trying to get Abigail and John to reconcile, and given I’m sure he knows about Eliza and Isaac, he knows how lonely and traumatized Arthur is, and also sees the remarkable rapport and ease of manner he develops with Sadie. I also think Abigail, who loves both Arthur and Sadie deeply, kind of hoped for it also. She knows how lonely they both are, and sees how they are around each other, and we know she’s definitely a bit of a romantic and a believer in the power of love. I suspect Tilly might have leaned in that direction too, because Tilly’s perceptive AF, and Arthur’s Big Bro.
Who felt romantic feelings first?
Arthur. Understandably so, as his grief for Isaac and Eliza is further in the past than Sadie’s for Jake. It was still only a matter of a couple of months difference, though.
Did either of them try to resist their feelings?
Not so much resisted as restrained. They readily accepted they felt that way, and that the person they felt romantic feelings towards was more than worthy of it. They were just questioning whether it was right and fair to put those feelings on the other person. Both of them had concerns--Arthur felt like he had nothing to offer Sadie and had no right to impose on her like that with his feelings, and Sadie had concerns that Arthur would just be bulldozed into a relationship from just being happy to be wanted, and she was unwilling to hurt him like that.
If you had told one of them that the other would be their soulmate, what would they think?
Almost immediately the two of them click in a profound way and they’re very close and comfortable with each other. The trust and affection and deep friendship is already there, so I don’t think they’d be shocked to hear they’d be so important to each other. But they would likely have both been very surprised at the idea of also being together romantically and sexually at some point. Not as a reflection of the other person being unsuitable, but because after so much trauma and self-loathing and loss, neither of them could imagine having that in their lives.
GENERAL
Who initiated the relationship, and how did it go?
Neither of them really made a move. It just sorta happened as a slow change over a couple of years from friends to a cohabiting queerplatonic couple to spouses.
Did they have an official first date? If so, what was it like?
In a sense, their first date was that shopping-and-gunfighting trip to Rhodes, which was pretty memorable, and shows off their immediate easy chemistry and battle couple potential. But in terms of a genuine romantically intended “first date”, not really. They were essentially a QPR by the time they admitted to now having romantic/sexual feelings as well, so things were intense and committed enough already that they didn’t need a date. They just moved right towards getting married.
What was their first kiss like?
They both had resolved to admit their feelings to each other after the wedding of two of their friends. Then they got a little tipsy at the wedding, ended up saying a bit too much, and Sadie took the initiative and kissed Arthur. Given he kissed back very enthusiastically, she could be pretty sure he wasn’t just playing along with her. But they realized they needed to talk, so they tabled it until the next day when they were sober again and could talk about it.
Were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)?
For Sadie, no. She’d been married very happily to Jake. For Arthur, this was the first relationship with solid grounding and a solid future rather than youthful fantasy like Mary, and he’s surprised at how easy it is to be with Sadie, including being vulnerable, because of that trust. It’s also the first time he’s had sex and actually really been comfortable and enjoyed it rather than just being left feeling awkward and even more alone, given he comes across very strongly as some type of asexual (I write him specifically as demisexual) and didn’t have opportunities for the emotional intimacy he needs to be interested in sex. Both of them actually had their first kiss in a same-sex romance, though Sadie wasn’t able to acknowledge hers as romantic until much later.
What’s their height difference? Age difference?
Given Roger and Alex’s heights, and their corresponding relative heights in-game looking accurate to that height differential, I put Arthur at 6’ish and Sadie at 5’4”ish, so there’s an 8 inch height difference. As for age, it’s canonical that Arthur was born in 1863. I have him as a July birthdate, so he’s 35 for the early bits of the game, and 36 for most of it. Sadie appears to be 30ish (she’s definitely no 24-year-old), and I write her as having been born in April of 1868. So she’s 31 for all of RDR2. That puts their age difference as a smidge under 5 years.
What’s their relationship with each other’s families?
Both of them have lost their biological parents by 1899. Arthur’s only bio sibling (David) died even before Arthur even knew him. Sadie lost an older brother (Henry), and she’s become estranged from her younger sister Caroline, though they patch that up. Arthur has yet to meet Caro, though, as she’s been living in Oregon. So the only real family in question was the gang, and clearly Sadie was not only accepted by them, she actually stepped up and led them.
Who takes the lead in social situations?
Sadie tends to, and Arthur readily relies upon and defers to her experience there. He’ll be the first to admit his life didn’t exactly teach him the boundaries and everyday pleasantries of Victorian social order, and sometimes that’s to the good. Sadie’s not exactly a paragon of it herself as a hardscrabble farm girl who doesn’t defer to misogyny, but she’s aware of some of those rules, boundaries, and undercurrents in a way Arthur isn’t. So he’s not too proud to let her take the lead in a social situation, or to ask her advice in dealing with something without giving offense.
Who gets jealous easier?
Arthur would have, early on. He was far more insecure in himself (and as Sadie admits, he’ll always be a little more fragile than her in that realm), but he was probably more likely to morosely turn doubts on himself as a perceived inadequacy and personal failure rather than to get jealous of Sadie. Being romantically or sexually jealous really kind of requires insecurity and lack of trust, and they’ve moved far beyond that.
LOVE
Who said “I love you” first?
I had to double check. Arthur said it first when he proposed to her, but Sadie immediately followed it.
What are their primary love languages?
For both, I think Quality Time/Acts of Service. Showing love for both of them is in spending time together doing things, doing little things for each other, and basking in that friendship that’s the solid foundation of everything between them. There’s a bit of Physical Touch in there also due to both of them being somewhat touch-starved. I do think Arthur has some Words of Affirmation in there as well, because sometimes he truly needs to hear praise and affection deliberately and unequivocally stated to be able to believe it’s real, and Sadie’s come to realize that and respond to it.
How often do they cuddle/engage in PDA?
They’re not really an overt PDA couple. What they have they consider generally very intense but private. They do like to cuddle in private, and small touches here and there are common enough.
What are their favorite things to do together?
Just spend time together, to be honest. It could be reading together (silently or one of them aloud), playing music together, doing chores, cooking, spending time with the kids, training horses, lying in bed talking, or anything. They just genuinely enjoy each other’s company.
Who’s better at comforting the other?
It’s a learned skill for both of them since neither was great at articulating feelings, but the months at Las Hermanas when they were both healing psychologically while Arthur was healing physically did a lot. They’re both fairly good at nonverbal comfort, and reaffirming each other.
Who’s more protective?
Pick a day. It can vary. ;) I think we see in-game they’re both fiercely protective of each other. I do think Arthur has the knack of being protective of her in a non-patronizing, non-paternalistic way, which Sadie appreciates. It’s still been hard for her to accept that needing and taking help isn’t admitting she’s weak. Arthur kind of had to get over that notion during his TB convalescence because he constantly needed help for things.
Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?
A mix of both. Usually not big overt dramatic demonstrations, since that’s not their dynamic, but quick little affectionate touches (on the arm, the cheek, etc.), using fond nicknames and pet names, and things like that.
What are some songs that apply to their relationship, in-universe or otherwise?
I’ll keep working on this and probably post some of my Sadithur playlist at some point.
What kind of nicknames do they call each other?
“Art” and “Daisy” are their private affectionate nicknames, given Sadie jokingly calling him “artsy Art” as he’s an artist, and Arthur admitting he couldn’t come up with a fitting nickname from “Sadie” and just rearranging the sounds a bit. After Sadie used it in-game, “honey” is probably the most common pet name they use.
DOMESTIC LIFE
If they get married, who proposes?
Arthur did. That’s not because Sadie is a traditionalist by any means. But I do think there’s the part of her that likes to know she’s not steamrollering someone, and that they got to take their own initiative. Then especially in Arthur’s case, I think he needed to ask. She needed to be sure that Arthur wanted to be with her, rather than it being a case of her wanting him and him going along with it from being happy to be wanted by her. I also think he needed it too to prove to himself he could be confident enough in what he had to offer Sadie to ask, and to stand equal to her.
What’s the wedding like? Who attends?
They had a very small wedding at their home in Chuparosa, for several reasons. One is because they’re just not the type for huge demonstrative parties for their own sake, even if they enjoy them when they’re celebrations for someone else. Neither of them really likes being a massive center of attention. Two, they were fairly alone. They’d made some friends in Mexico, but aside from Charles (who they knew went to Canada), everyone else from the gang was a mystery to them. Three, they kept it small and quiet also since they’d sorta accidentally ended up playing fake married since Arthur’s admission to Las Hermanas in order to stick together. So everyone already assumed they were a married couple, and they didn’t want it to become a big obvious thing. Sister Calderon was the officiant (since it was a secular wedding of two avowed non-Catholics), and their friends Pedro and Juanita Estevez from Las Hermanas were the witnesses. Dr. Felipe Garcia, Arthur’s doctor who’d also become a friend, also attended, as did Albert Mason, who they’d found in Escalera a few weeks before on yet another wildlife photography expedition.
How many kids do they have, if any? What are they like?
Mild Sunrise spoiler ahoy, but as of 1908 they’ll have four: Beatrice (born 1902), Matthew (born 1903), Susanna (born 1905, adopted by them in 1907) and Andrew (born in 1908). I also see them as likely taking in some older kids later once Susie and Andy are a bit older, because Arthur in particular would be passionate about the need to try to give a couple of orphaned and/or homeless teens and near-teens a home. He knows the kind of people who take you in, or if it doesn’t happen at all, can make a huge difference. As for personality, Bea’s very much a fierce no-nonsense sort but very protective of the younger kids, Mattie’s a sweet boy who’s going to become a gentle giant, and as for Susie and Andy, I’ll wait to see what they tell me. Andy’s not born yet, and Susie’s both very young and dealing with the trauma of losing her family to Micah’s gang, so she’s understandably not showing much of her true personality just now.
Do they have any pets?
Aside from a lot of horses? They ended up with a black cat (Dido) at the very end of 1899, adopted during the first weeks of Arthur’s convalescence at Las Hermanas and helping keep him company during all that bed rest. Then they picked up a stray dog (Dusty) in Armadillo in 1901 during fighting the cholera epidemic--this is the Armadillo “Mutt” in-game. The most recent addition is a border collie puppy (Dorothy), who they’ve adopted from MacFarlane’s Ranch in 1907, given Charlie the border collie being there in RDR1.
Who’s the stricter parent?
This ended up being something of a big fight, actually, and probably the first huge blow-out in their marriage. Sadie felt like she was the only one providing discipline and accountability as Bea got old enough to start to need it. Arthur understandably was feeling his way through parenting since mostly what he has is negative examples from Lyle (physical abuse) and Dutch (profound psychological abuse). Even Hosea’s parenting was sort of indirect and elusive sometimes. So he was being very hands-off on discipline out of a need to make certain the kids knew they were loved, and to not worry that he was hurting them. But he couldn’t do that and leave Sadie all the heavy lifting while he gets to be identified as the “nice” parent and the joybringer, and the two of them came to realize that. I’d say they’re about even now.
Who kills the bugs in the house?
Both of them. Neither is squeamish by any means.
How do they celebrate holidays?
Usually fairly quietly at home with family, but with remembrances of things dear to them. Songs and music, decorations, favorite foods, little family rituals. They like to keep that kind of thing alive where they can.
Who’s more likely to convince the other to come back to sleep in the morning?
Sadie. She knows how hard farming is, so she’s up and at it when there’s work to be done. But she never had Arthur’s long years of anxious need to stay busy no matter what so he was proving his usefulness.
Who’s the better cook?
They’re both pretty decent at it. Sadie actually likes cooking, but she doesn’t like being expected to do it just because she’s a woman, so she’s rather protective of that notion. Arthur came to it late, as kitchen duty was one of the first light jobs a TB patient at Las Hermanas could have after being allowed off total bed rest. Given how bored he was by then, cooking became something really exciting, and he found out he actually enjoyed it, both the kind of soothing ritual of all those steps, and then producing something tangible by it.
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omg could we have more headcanons of tommy (and the whole shelby fam) taking care of little shelby when she was a baby 🥺🥺 thanks
polly stands by the fact that you were the cutest of all the family
you were little and chubby and the most beautiful little thing ever
tiny with chubby cheeks
fat little hands
chubby legs
little baby rolls
everything about you was the cutest thing ever
arthur could be found CONSTANTLY holding you
he was #obsessed lol
he was not one to call out his father
however
the nights he would come in drunk and your crying would annoy him
arthur would challenge him then
“put her the fuck down.”
he wasn’t opposed to throwing a punch after situating himself between your crib and your father
he didn’t like other people holding you
other than like polly and tommy and stuff
“support her head-her hEAD!”
“i’ve got her fucking head, arthur for gods sake.”
“you-just, give her back time. just give her back to me if you’re not going to hold her right.”
and then he’ll most definitely take you back into his arms and cuddle you into his chest with baby you letting loose a happy gurgle
tommy’s very fatherly
he’s just busier than arthur really
but he takes the father role very quickly
especially after arthur senior leaves and their mother died and arthur junior struggles to cope
and so arthur is drunk a lot
john and ada are still basically kids too
so tommy had to take the role of dad
and he honestly doesn’t really mind all that much
because having his baby sister tucked into the crook of his arm is not only comforting for her but also to the gangster
and he’s like?? the softest guy ever around baby you
he even talks is BABY VOICES
i need to see pre war tommy lol
but anyway
and when you start walking he and arthur baby proof every possible area of the house
“you missed the fucking cupboard, arthur! she’s jammed her finger now!” tommy shouts over a screaming baby
“it’s alright, baby, you’re okay.” he tried to insist, to no avail
alas
apparently kissing it better seemed to do the trick that no medical treatment ever would
tommy carries baby you fucking everywhere
people joke that you barley learned to walk until you were like ??
probably five??
because tommy carried you everywhere
i stand by my hc that arthur puts on the best voices for the bedtime stories
but tommy has the most dramatic narrators voice
so sometimes they would partner up and become the dynamic duo of stories
and each member of the family would come in at night to kiss your forehead and tuck you into bed
you were probably secretly polly’s favourite
and ada was obsessed with you
she wasn’t a particularly soft girl
but she absolutely adored you
she loved to dress you up and teach you girly stuff
and steal you away from your older brothers to spend some quality sister time even if you could only say “ah.” back to hear in a baby voice
or sometimes
“aDA!” yelled right at her happily
ada also liked to show off to her friends that you were literally the cutest and smartest baby in all of birmingham
john’s like
a littler rougher with you
but still the softest when you’re with him
when he’s got baby sister on his hip, people know that they’ll die the minute they try to start something
it was like
he’s allowed to tease you mercilessly
he’ll call you dummy baby
and like fun at you chewing on your fist even if you don’t understand and just laugh at him
and he’s allowed to push you back when you toddle towards him as a game
but if someone ELSE tried to tease you or push you
ho ho ho
les just say it would NOT end well for them
even his other siblings
one time john nearly got physical with arthur when he jokingly called you chubby
“she’s just cushioned, arthur, don’t be so fucking rude.”
and arthur was like ????
john then snatched you from his hands and marched away
(insert kim kardashian hitting khloe with her handbag and going “don’t be fucking RUDE”)
and tommy is like....
least we know he’ll protect her?? i guess...
tommy is the one who deals with the snotty noses and pukey days
with the helping hand and the mother guide of his aunt polly
arthur couldn’t for several reasons
1) he tried not to find it disgusting, but did and could not ignore or deny that
and 2) he was a worrier and he was literally too much to handle
so tommy would put on his soothing baby voice and pout his lips as he spoke to you
his itty bitty baby sister
“i’m so sorry, baby. i know, i know it hurts. but tommy’s right here okay, i’m right here.”
and then you scream tom tom because you didn’t take being unwell very easily when you were a baby
babies don’t understand why their tummy hurts
but polly always manages to concoct up some old gypsy method that would eventually lull you to sleep on thomas’ chest
muttering his quiet; “i love you sweet baby.” softly
because yes
he loves all of his siblings
and all of his siblings love him
but there is no greater love
and no greater bond within that family
than had been between you and tommy since you were a tiny tot who knew only “tom tom” in your vocabulary
you’re his sweet girl
and he, your tom tom
forever and always
#shelby sister reader#shelby sistsr#shelby sister headcanon#shelby sister headcanons#peaky blinders#peaky blinders headcanons#ask#anon
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How Do You Sleep? (Shelby Sister fic)
So, for the first time ever, I’m posting my work on Tumblr as well as AO3. This fic will follow a slightly altered timeline for the Shelby’s, as another Sibling is introduced (and John is still alive). Any thoughts/comments/questions are appreciated. I’m hoping to make this a whole story, but bare with me as writings block is strong atm.
Chapter 1
St Abigail’s School for Girls, Sussex
“As you know from the letters we sent Mr. Shelby, we had a few tense years to begin with. But, considering her upbringing, that was to be expected,” the woman Tommy was following spoke plainly, unbothered that she had just openly insulted him and his family. He nodded along though, hoping the insult would counteract the fact that he had never read any letter the school had sent him. He never saw the need for the correspondence, it was their job to deal with any problem, and what could he have done from Small Heath anyway?
“The recent years have shown a remarkable improvement. I would go as far as to say she’s now one of our model students,” the woman continued talking, as she led him down yet another never-ending corridor.
Her words surprised Tommy greatly. He had hoped he was coming home with an average report at best, even that would have been better than the rest of the Shelby’s put together. Well, except Michael, and possibly Ada, although Tommy knew she only liked to think she was better than her name after living in London for so long. A ‘model student’ was much more than Tommy was expecting, especially when he remembered who he had brought here all those years ago. The thought made him apprehensive to see who he would be taking home this afternoon. If she had changed so drastically, how would she fit back into family dynamic again?
“I apologise again for not being able to keep her here until her 18th Birthday, but we really need the space back for some of the new girls coming before September. And now she’s officially finished, we can’t legally keep her here. I know you’re a busy man Mr. Shelby, but you’re only her legal guardian for a few more months; and the last I heard there was talk of University,” the woman stated. To Tommy’s ears, she sounded more excited than she had any right to be. University was a word the rest of the family barely knew, it was sure to go down like a led balloon if it was ever brought up.
Before the woman could add anything else to her one-sided conversation, she finally stopped walking. She had brought them before two large mahogany doors, that looked just as heavy as Tommy’s heart felt in that moment. The two brass knobs attached felt more domineering than anything Tommy had faced in years, including his now frequent trips to Parliament. He would rather face unrelenting Politicians than whoever was waiting for him on the other side of these doors.
Tommy was able to take one deep breath before the woman pushed the doors open, forcing him to step inside. Tommy took the room in for a moment, finding it similar to his study at home. It felt just as luxurious, and ironically just as fake, as his own. His gaze wandered until it reached the one high-back leather chair facing away from him. From there, his gaze got stuck on the top of the head that was peeking out at him, covered in hair that looked incredibly similar to his own.
“Alice?” Tommy jumped as the women’s who brought him here spoke, he had forgotten all about her. As she spoke, she began to approach the girl in the chair, whilst Tommy’s feet felt frozen to the ground. “Are you ready to go?” the woman asked with a smile, “Mr. Shelby is here to collect you.” Either the girl in the chair did not answer, or she spoke so softly Tommy could not hear her, but before he could register what was happening, the girl in the chair stood up.
Tommy held his breath as the girl turned around to face him. He averted his eyes away from her face as soon as she turned, he could not bring himself to look into her eyes just yet. Instead, the first thing he took note of were her hands. Whilst one was cradled loosely in a fist, the other was delicately holding onto a book. With her index finger marking the page she was on, the book was turned so Tommy could read the title. Tommy’s instantly recognised the book and the cover, it was the same copy of Alice���s Adventures in Wonderland he had dropped her off with. Based on the tattered look of the spine, Tommy guessed this was not first time she had reread it. A twinge of guilt pierced Tommy at that thought, though he could not explain why.
Tommy knew he was making the situation more awkward than it needed to be, refusing to look into her eyes, and not even greet her, but something inside was stopping him. In truth, he just did not know what to say, for once. He had spoken to all manner of people over the years, and with his newly attached title, making small talk was an almost daily occurrence to him. But this was different. It was foreign but familiar. The last time he had seen her, she was ten, and did enough talking for the both of them. She could have talked for hours on end, about horses, and playing, and reading. But now, he had no idea what the girl in front of him would want to talk about. She had lived a separate life for the past seven years, alone, independent from the rest of Shelby’s and Small Heath. Another pang of guilt hit Tommy at that thought, though he knew why this time. It felt like the only similarity between now and seven years ago was the book she was holding.
Tommy knew he had stalled for long enough. He lifted his eyes up, knowing it was time to greet the girl in front of him. However, when their eyes connected, he still found himself at a loss for words. His mind was racing trying to think of something to say. If he could not say something now, how would he cope in drive back to Birmingham? He should have brought John or Arthur, or even little Charlie with him. All three of them would be able to break this silence easily, even just by saying nonsense. Tommy opened his mouth in the hope that some words would fall out, anything would do at this point.
However, just as he did so, a small smile came across the young girl’s face. For the first time, he noted she had an air of patience around her, a trait he never remembered her possessing before. It felt as though all she was waiting for was for him to finally connect his eyes with hers, because when he did so, she was the one to break the silence.
“Hello Tommy,” she said in a voice as soft as her smile, something that should have warmed Tommy’s heart, had he not noticed a hard look instantly cross over her eyes. “Long time no see brother.”
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Arrow House, Birmingham
“Why the fuck are we going to all this effort Pol’?” John complained, watching yet another maid flit about the room, cleaning up non-existent mess. He was exhausted just watching them.
“Yeah,” Arthur piped in from behind the newspaper he was reading, “it’s not like she’ll notice, she’s the messiest of us all.”
Polly rolled her eyes at her nephews. Alice did use to be the messiest Shelby, but that was when she was ten, and lived in a house full of men. She had spent the last seven years away from them, learning things the rest of Shelby’s could probably never comprehend. Polly knew the girl making her way back with Tommy was not the same one that left with him, and she was not sure the rest of the family understood that. But they had all changed so drastically, how could they not think she had as well?
“Need I remind you what school she’s been for the past seven years? Don’t you remember Pearl Higgn’s niece going to St. Abigail’s? She only went for a year, and look how she came back. You shouldn’t be expecting the same wild little ten year old to be walking through those doors later,” Polly knew she sounded harsh, but they had to be told. If they had unrealistic expectations for her, they were sure to be disappointed, and these boys could never hide their expressions well.
Polly heard Arthur snort from the corner, before mumbling, “oh, we all remember how Pearl’s niece turned out,” making Polly roll her eyes.
“Come on Pol,” John started, “even at ten, she had the most gypsy blood out of all of us. Running around the streets barefoot and filthy. Even Tommy couldn’t stop her most of the time. Do you really think the years could get that out of her?”
Polly shook her head at John’s naiivity. Despite everything they had seen and experienced, the Shelby boys still held onto hope that their sister would come back to them just as innocent and sweet as when she left. Polly knew better though. Even if she had been in Small Heath, Alice would not have stayed innocent for long, but at least they would have experienced it first-hand and known why. Now though, seven years of mystery stood between them, and who knew what had happened to her in that time? And if Polly knew one thing, she knew the years at that school would have definitely got the gypsy spirit out of her, by whatever means necessary.
#peaky blinder fanfic#peaky blinder imagine#peaky blinders#shelby#shelbysibling#writing#please be kind
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rEEE writers inbound
hey there! i’m rhys. i am 22, live in the ct, and love ooc chatter! my ooc is pretty lax, but i promise my writing is a helluva lot more formal. i write in third person, past/present tense, and paragraph form. im not a rapid-fire writer, and won’t be able to constantly get replies in every day (i can get responses in anywhere between every couple of days to a week or two). however, i will ALWAYS put tlc into all of my posts and characters! i write anywhere between 300-900 words. it’s definitely alright if you don’t feel up to that amount at any given point, but i do appreciate keeping it somewhere in this range. im very wordy, and can spew out a novel if im excited enough lmao
my limits are pretty general; i will not do beastiality, pedophilia, vore, or scat. i can indulge in a variety of kinks, but if it’s a little much for any average person, i’m less likely to write it out (i.e extreme ddlg or adult babies, furries, extreme pet play, etc.) but i can be persuaded to lightly touch on certain kinks as long as they’re not 10000% filth lmao i cannot, and will not, do seme/uke or top/bottom dynamics. absolutely not. queer relationships shouldn’t be defined by whose taking the D. i dont want to interact with squeamish little femboys, or awful macho men with downright rapey tendencies. versatility is key, and power struggles are what i live for! i will, however, indulge in BDSM dynamics with certain plots— although, domination isn’t always about penetration, you know?
give me characters with aspirations, hopes and dreams, and crushing past experiences that flesh them out into who they are. no one is perfect, and we all have things that rear their ugly heads in the dark. problematic characters, male or female or anything in between, are everything. i love lgbtq+ characters, as i am part of the community myself, and will almost always be more inclined in writing queer characters. not to say i won’t write for strictly straight pairings, m/f, but usually i am iffy when approached with it if i am just meeting you.
i write for all genders, ethnicity, and orientations! you can find a few writings examples of mine here. i am pretty welcoming of most things. smut, of course. some kink a little out there that you want to suggest? let's do it, dude. i am super OOC friendly and i am pretty much a garbled mess when i get to know you! i’m a social person— i feel like a burden if you’re not into chatting with me, so please, if you’re not looking to be both a writing partner as well as a friend, i might not be the gal for you. i am open to crooked relationships, ones that don't function right, dark/morally corrupt characters, unconditional love, etc. my interests fluctuate! i am down, 24/7, guys! i only roleplay over email, but will ooc chat over discord or hangouts! here's a list of fandoms and pairings below that i am looking to write for atm. i do have many more, but these are just the ones off the top of my head!
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Borderlands
Handsome Jack/Rhys
Handsome Jack/Rhys/Nisha
Life is Strange
Max Caulfield/Chloe Price
Max Caulfield/Kate Marsh/Victoria Chase
Nathan Prescott/Warren Graham
Rachel Amber/Chloe Price
Frank Bowers/Damon Merrick
DC
Dick Grayson/Jason Todd
Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson
Dick Grayson/Wally West
Harley Quinn/Pamela Isley
Batman: Telltale Series
Bruce Wayne/John Doe
Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle
Bruce Wayne/Harvey Dent/Selina Kyle
Marvel
Stephen Strange/Tony Stark
Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson
Thor/Bruce Banner
Peter Parker/Harry Osborn
Peter Parker/Wade Wilson
Wade Wilson/Vanessa Carlysle
Gwen Stacy/Peter Parker/Harry Osborn
Peter Parker/Wade Wilson/Vanessa Carlysle
Uncharted
Nathan Drake/Samuel Drake
Nathan Drake/Harry Flynn
Chloe Frazer/Nadine Ross
TTGOT
Asher Forrester/Gwyn Whitehill
Rodrik Forrester/Arthur Glenmore
Mira Forrester/Margaery Tyrell
Gryff Whitehill/Elaena Glenmore
Gared Tuttle/Finn
Gared Tuttle/Josera Snow
The Walking Dead
Rick Grimes/Negan
TWDG
Javier Garcia/David Garcia
Clementine/Gabriel Garcia
Clementine/Louis
Clementine/Violet
Marlon/Louis
Javier Garcia/Paul “Jesus” Rovia
Far Cry (3-5)
Jason Brody/Vaas Montenegro
Jason Brody/Bambi “Buck” Hughes
Ajay Ghale/Pagan Min
Ajay Ghale/Sabal
Ajay Ghale/Sabal/Amita
Rook/Joseph Seed
Rook/John Seed
Rook/Faith Seed
Punisher
Frank Castle/David Lieberman
Frank Castle/Billy Russo
Mass Effect: Andromeda
Scott Ryder/Reyes Vidal
Scott Ryder/Gil Brodie
Scott Ryder/Peebee
Sara Ryder/Peebee
Sara Ryder/Vetra Nyx
Kill Your Darlings
Lucien Carr/Allen Ginsberg
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Onto original plots!
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Office romances/BDSM/Friends with benefits-turned-lovers
okay, so, i had this type of roleplay with someone a while back. maybe more than two or three years back that i fell out of contact with and i could never really get it out of my head because it was probably one of the best character-building stories i’ve ever taken part of. :’) i don’t remember their name, but i do hope they’ll contact me again if they ever see this. while some of this may seem specific, none of it is concrete and i promise i am very easy to get along with and very accomodating! the plot i remember had three different relationships— completely different people, with different lives and different worlds, with only one common thing between them being that they work in the same building. we can do all three, or we can do a few, or even one! i dont mind.
**pairing A; M/F preferred (lol i know broke my own rule, but i adore femdoms! extra: please come with an open mind. this is not a 50 shades AU, and i do not want it to be.) this one is between a CEO and an intern in their senior year of college. The CEO is a femdom, and freshly out of divorce, takes a liking to the clumsy intern who’d spilled coffee on her more than once. The intern has never been in a relationship with an older woman, let alone one running a multi-million dollar company, but hey, isn’t that the dream for some broke twenty-something down on his luck? She introduces him to BDSM, and while he’s hesitant, the idea is as exciting as it is frightening. He accepts her offer— while it’s difficult at times, he begins to learn more about her. Her ex-spouse, her young child, and her unwillingness to develop a sincere relationship with him. She’s had subs before, and while she tells him he isn’t disposable, he begins to feel it was the truth. He grows to have feelings for her, and while she isn’t too keen on admitting it, the feeling is mutual. I’d love to explore their dynamic in and out of sex, and the conflict between the intern and her ex-spouse. I love age gaps, and think it would be awesome to see them develop over time to find common ground to establish a personal relationship and trying to even out their power imbalances. I don’t mind playing either the CEO or the intern, but I am leaning more towards the CEO. :V**
**pairing B; M/M preferred (this one is waaay more gritty and more dub-con than anything so please beware!) this one is between two higher-ups who have been butting heads for years— and occasionally, sexual tension neither have acted on. A is a snarky, openly gay man, and probably what some would consider shallow and noncommittal. B is a brooding, closeted ‘by the book’ type well into his thirties, and refuses to engage in anything sexual with men despite his obvious attraction; B has younger siblings he takes care of as well as his mother, and being the oldest son and only provider, hasn’t done a thing for himself in twenty years. A lives completely alone, complete with a bachelor pad and, the influx of flings that went nowhere past sex, and has risen to the top with his own sheer will. they have conflicting motives, and while both of them have an intense hatred for each other, they’ve never engaged in physical altercations in fear of losing their jobs. one day, A jabs a little below the belt, and finally, B starts swinging. this fight turns into something way more heavy in the company parking lot. what happens between them in the long run is something desperate, needy, and longing for real affection. it began as a mindless need for sex, angry and mean and formal, with B being especially unwilling to ‘give up’ his masculinity and ever be on the receiving end in fear of losing the control he needs to keep this up. i’d love to see them begin to see each other in a different light, and changing each other for the better. i’d also love to see A showing B that sex doesn’t have to be meaningless, and that he doesn’t need to fear letting A be in control. And B showing A that commitment isn’t as terrifying as it may be, with them gradually going from rivals, to friends with benefits, and eventually lovers. i, again, don’t mind writing for either! **
**pairing C; F/F preferred. (aaa this pairing is way more fluffy and sweet, with hurt/comfort as a stable of their dynamic.) this one is between two small-office employees in the company. A is fairly tame at work in order to support her sibling(s), of which she has adopted from her father’s custody years ago. she is fairly confident with her sexuality, and while not being the type to frequent clubs, is dragged along by a few friends and there, meets B. B is a young woman who just recently got out of a relationship with an abusive ex fiance— B has only ever been with that man, and was never confident in exploring her sexuality due to a religious upbringing and parents who were dead set on traditional values. she’s never strayed from her ex, and while he wasn’t faithful or remotely good to her in return, she was heartbroken with their split. months after, he returns to the city and B’s close friends decide to take her out on a girls’ night to make her feel better— B coincidently sees her ex, and feeling childish and unattractive, heads off to the bar to get a drink. she’s nowhere near a drinker, and just before she does drown her sorrows, is hit on by A. while initially shocked, B is flustered and finds herself immediately attracted to A. they have a one-night stand, and while B believes that A would just leave in the morning, A instead lays with her until she wakes up, and leaves her number. B is too anxious to text her. they bump into each other at the elevator that Monday. they agree to be just friends, until B knows what she wants. A is willing to wait. B might have a crush, and A is intent on building B up to love herself and her body. i would overall prefer to write for A, but if you’re dead set, no prob!**
Serial killer/1960’s/Small town sheriff
no preferred pairing! would love, love, love to see something between a serial killer and a small town sheriff in the mid-to-late sixties. we could make up a new little town, or find one to our liking! A is the sheriff who had been born and raised in this town with a good home life, loving parents, and a steady moral compass, albeit trapped in a loveless marriage. they know everyone, and every nook and cranny of the place like the back of their hand. this is the type of place where people don’t have to lock their doors at night, or constantly watch their kids when they’re out in the yard playing. that is, until people start going missing and horrifyingly mutilated bodies began to pop up around town. B is a well-liked baker in town; known to be genuinely friendly and kind, B has a very corrupt past. both of their parents were heinously abusive, and as a child, B developed sociopathic tendencies. B was inherently spiteful of the town and the people in it, for leaving them to rot in hell for eighteen years, and for never reaching out. B formed a god complex, his intentions to ‘purify the corrupt’. they keep tabs on almost everyone in town, and the victims they do take are put in the soundproof basement of his home to be ‘baptized’; tortured, beaten, and mutilated beyond recognition. A and B are friendly with each other as A comes to the bakery every morning, with B’s motives completely unbeknownst. one night, A, frustrated and pissed from the dead ends of the case of the decade, decides to head to the bar and relax. B is the one face A didn’t mind seeing that night, and one thing lead to another, with A and B in a dark alley getting each other off— i definitely see this as B grooming A to be a complicit pet, and when A gets closer and closer to figuring out who the killer is, he forms a deep connection with B. B develops a possessiveness over A, along with that sense of ownership he’d established between them. B manipulates A, coerces him into a false sense of security, and eventually— A finds out, and while B initially thinks to kill A, A is corrupted by B and forms some kind of stockholm syndrome for B. it’s up to A on whether or not they turn B in, or cover the killer’s tracks. B, despite his very sick and repulsive nature, develops a true infatuation for A, as close to love as they were ever going to get, and A is desperate enough to please B that they’ll do anything to not disappoint them.
Post apocalypse/decades later/immunity
no pairing preferred! the plot I had in mind is loosely based off of a video game called "The Last of Us", which i am sure most of you have a general knowledge of! (definitely check it out if you don’t :O it’s a great game!!) the prompt i was shooting for goes something like this; in a post-apocalyptic world where a pandemic has killed off most living species, character A is a lone wolf with little to do with other people that don't benefit him, except for a select few. A is especially rough around the edges, as he's lived through some sick shit and lived to tell the tale. A had once been part of a group dedicated to finding a cure, but things went south, and a lot of people died. A had a close bond with the leader of said group, and coincidentally they were the only survivors. their past together, having been deeply demented and twisted, caused them to fall out. said leader has rebuilt a new group in the ten years since the last time they'd seen A. character B is the only known immune person alive, and has dedicated their life to being a resource to finding a cure. A and his (current) contact/partner in crime have something taken from them, and are determined to get it back. they do some searching, and are confronted with this group-- they have what they need, but are only willing to give it to them for a favor in return. no one can outrun their past forever. so, this plot isn't concrete. things can be changed, we can do whatever we want, and i am happy to comply to any revisions or suggestions! i'd really enjoy taking on A, if that's alright!
TREASURE HUNTERS/ANCIENT CURSES/LOVE-HATE DYNAMICS/MODERN
treasure hunters!!!! yES!! think Uncharted or Tomb Raider. an architect/treasure hunter is being funded an expedition to find a lost treasure and they are forced to bring along a reporter in order to receive the funds. the reporter and architect certainly dont get along in the beginning— they bicker, and clash on most fronts. the expedition wasnt meant to be dangerous. what was initially thought to be a simple job turned into something treacherous; bandits, a team of hired hitmen and their leader looking to take the treasure for themselves, and some rather supernatural elements that they both couldnt quite put a finger on. the treasure hunter and the reporter have to work together to get out of this alive, and get to the artifact before someone else does. (the “treasure” is definitely up for debate!! we can chose a real life lost treasure, or just make one up!! it can be anywhere around the world, and everything is at our disposal).
DEMON/INHERITANCE/HUNTERS/MODERN
character A has an awful time living in the city— alone, and without mom's guidance, completely lost. one day they receive a call about a deceased relative, one they'd never heard of, one that apparently left their estate and everything in it in their will to A. with nothing but the clothes on their back, A took a shot in the dark and drove out to this presumed "estate" come early summer, only to find that it's a mansion in a tiny little town with an eerie vibe and populated by the typical small town churchgoers and farm folk. living in this town was a hell of a challenge; everyone was nice, too nice, and people started to go missing. character B is an exceptionally charismatic, charming person and the only mechanic/handyman in town. A and B become friends, partially, when A needs to fix up the piping in their estate. A stumbles upon the attic one day, and for once, they start to get why this whole town reeked to the roots in weird shit-- their deceased relative was tracking something here in this town, having to do with all of the MIA townsfolk. DR has a board of possible suspects, and at the center? B. A shrugs it off as their relative having been paranoid, but the longer A stays in this town, the more apparent it becomes that DR wasnt crazy. B is, in fact, not the murderer, instead a supernatural being (open for debate! im on the fence with demons, vampires, etc.) on a mission to track down the monster, same as DR. i am so down for internal struggles, sweet gestures, and overall, two people just trying to make it work! i could also see A being hella paranoid that B is the monster, and maybe tries to throw cloves of garlic at them only to realize thats not exactly how this monster hunter business works lmao
DEPRESSED WRITER/YOUNG MUSE/between 1920’s-1960’s/sex, drugs, & the american dream
m/m preferred! A is a severely depressed middle-aged man believing his life has been wasted. his wife left him with their child at her hip, his career was in a rut, and he had nothing left to live for. opting for suicide, he goes out one evening to purchase a bottle of gin to down with a handful of prescription sleeping pills when he returned to his apartment. instead of going directly home, he’s swept in by the music in an underground club for queers. there he meets B; all encompassing, angel faced, and the only person A didn’t know how to look away from. B is a former US Navy Seal, aspiring musician, and avid indulger of the human body— A stays a little too long, owlish and red, and after the show, B approaches him with a cattish smile. they spark a friendship, and A is thrown down the rabbit hole when B introduces him to his social circle, filled to the brim with drag queens, junkies, queers, and the overall unusual— he integrates into this community, his contemplation of suicide only a distant memory, and begins to find himself extremely attracted to B. he lights a fire in A, something dangerous and unquenchable, and A finds himself drawn in by the unpredictability. A embarks with B on a journey of self exploration, passion, and inevitable love in a world that scorned the oddities of human attraction and anyone who dared to be free.
thanks for your time! if you've read through, please contact me at [email protected] on email or rhys#3615 on discord and mention kiwi somewhere in your initial message. n_n
Rhys xoxo
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