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violentdelightsandviolentends · 1 year

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Hi can I request a smutty 3/e/32 cause of the heatwave reader shaves Jax Tellers hair. She wears a tiny dress with nothing under it cause it's too hot. and while Jax is sitting there and she's standing in front of him doing her thing he's going insane cause of that dress and starts stroking her thighs n more which leads to sex in the bathroom 🥵🥰

Heatwave.

3. "Will you let me cut your hair?" + 32. "Can I touch you?" + e. Heatwave

Author's Note - this is a drabble written as part of my 500 Followers Celebration!! find that post here. my first ever Jax fic - god this man is so gorgeous !! anon, i hope you don't mind that i chose to cut his hair rather than shave it - because the idea of shaving his blonde locks breaks my heart honestly :( thank you for this request!! x

my other jax fic.

Pairing - Jax Teller x Female Reader

Age Rating - 18+

Warnings - smut!! cursing

Word Count - 890

Masterlist. 500 Follower Celebration Masterlist.

You can't watch him struggle any longer.

Jax is in your driveway, working on his bike in the blazing sun. He's shirtless, golden skin on display, sweat dripping down his back. He looks like he should be on the front cover of a magazine.

You can see him becoming irritated. His hair keeps falling into his face, getting into his eyes. He repeatedly pushes it behind his ears, to no avail. It just falls again. You're worried he's going to pull it out in a fit of rage, honestly.

"Jax?" you call, rising from the porch to make your way towards him.

He turns when he hears you call his name, beaming smile on his face. The smile falters slightly when he takes in the sight of you. You're wearing a short, colourful sundress, material swishing around your mid thighs. It hugs your body in all the right places, thin straps revealing your lack of bra. He takes a deep breath upon your approach, begging his mind to stop racing with the filthy thoughts.

"Hi, darlin'," he drawls, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips. You're wearing your cherry lip balm, and it takes everything in him not to bend you over the bike right there.

"Will you let me cut your hair?" you ask sweetly, throwing your arms around his neck.

"You want to? Thought you liked it long."

"I do, but it's getting in your way. Just let me take a little length off? It'll stop it from falling in your eyes."

He smiles at the realisation that you've been watching him struggle and could no longer bear it. An angel, sent just for him.

"Okay, baby. Let's do it," he says, kissing you again. Abandoning his bike, he picks you up around the middle and practically carries you inside.

You pull a chair into the bathroom and gesture for Jax to sit while you rummage in the drawer for the hairdressing scissors. When you find them, you move to stand between his legs, big blue eyes watching your every step.

Jax places his hands on your hips while you run your fingers through his hair, combing it gently. You're deciding how much to take off, surveying carefully. You know he won't mind either way, but you still want to make it look good.

You start snipping away, ignoring the beads of sweat that are dripping down your back. It's the hottest day of the year so far, and your air conditioning can only do so much. You wish you could walk around with your shirt off like Jax. He probably wouldn't mind, actually.

His hands migrate from your hips to your thighs, stroking up and down gently. He's making it hard to concentrate, so you double down on your focus, determined to finish the job. Neither of you say anything about the way your breathing has quickened, or the way his is now deep and laboured. His fingers brush higher, and you put the scissors down on the counter.

"What are you doing?" you question teasingly, placing your hands on his shoulders.

"Just sitting for my haircut, ma'am," he answers cheekily.

"Do you try and put your hand up all of your hair stylists dresses, Jackson?"

"Wouldn't dream of it," he winks.

His eyes darken slightly as they rake over your body, up and down. He wraps a strong arm around your back, pulling you into him further. The other hand is still tracing patterns on your inner thigh. He dares to move it higher, and lets out a guttural groan at what he finds.

"Fuck, honey. Are you wearing panties?"

"Nope," you reply, popping the 'P'. "Too hot."

He rests his head on your stomach and trails his fingers along the crease of your thigh.

"Can I touch you?"

"You are touching me, Jax."

"No, baby. Can I touch you here? Please?"

To emphasise his question, he brushes his fingers over your clit lightly. You jolt at the sudden contact, throwing your head back.

"Yes, Jax. Please."

You're suddenly grateful for the grip you have on his shoulders. Your knees are buckling already, balance unsteady. God, this man knows how to play you like a violin.

"No more teasing," you pant. "Need you."

How can he say no to that?

He's fumbling to unbutton his jeans, pushing them down his thighs. He pulls you forward so you're straddling him, and lines himself up. In one swift stroke, you roll your hips downwards and he slides home, both of you groaning.

"Fuck, darlin'."

"Shit, Jax. Please."

You use his thighs and his shoulders as leverage, moving yourself up and down. He thrusts upwards, meeting your strokes, sending pleasure prickling down your spine.

"This fuckin' dress," he groans. You giggle, and the vibrations drive him wild.

He can tell you're close when your hips start to stutter, rhythm faltering. He doubles down, thrusting up with more force. Jax bites down on your shoulder, and it sends you over the edge, white hot and blinding.

Your climax triggers his, hips not stopping until you're both spent and boneless. Your foreheads are pressed together, panting.

"I'm gonna buy you a hundred of these dresses," he chuckles.

"Fine by me," you reply, kissing him deeply.

"Good."

"Might need one with sleeves, though. Something's gotta cover this bite mark."

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crappymixtape · 1 year

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don't make me say it

REQUEST → @palmtreesx3, 500 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION ❝ you make me want things I can’t have prompt // what can't you have, my guy? please, tell me more, you self deprecating idiot (said with love) – hiding behind a bitchy vibe and some bravado, this boy’s gotta stop gaslighting himself and acting like you're out of reach when you're right 👏 fuckin 👏 there 👏 | ( 2k – mostly angst, dumb boi steve, and a little fluff right at the end to take you home, steve x reader )

D O N ' T M A K E M E S A Y I T 🎶 and you don’t even know you hurt me, nick murphy

Ring, ring, ring.

You didn’t know why you were calling, he probably wasn’t even home. Was probably out with someone else. Another girl sitting in the passenger seat of his BMW while he drove with the windows down. Letting her listen to Tears for Fears or Journey. Letting her hear his not-half-bad rendition of Faithfully or Head Over Heels. Smiling that smile at her, the one he said he saved for you, but you knew better.

While he hadn’t actually said it out loud, you know how he felt.

You were best friends. Had been since you were in diapers. Rolling around in his yard in the summer with chocolate ice cream messed across your cheeks. Starting the first day of middle school together with his dorky braces and your glasses – before you had contacts. Going into high school and watching each other change. Shift. Turn pretty.

The first time that feeling got you.

The one that made your stomach flip over when he looked at you all different. Looked at you like it was the first time. Like you were the only thing that existed in that moment and you knew he felt it too. He had to, but nothing ever happened.

Even when he tucked his hand into your back pocket while you walked out of the diner. Even when you leaned in real close to give him a hug when he dropped you off after a movie. Even when he pressed a kiss to your forehead because you were best friends.

Ring, ring, ring.

You felt tears stinging at the corners of your eyes, felt your throat tighten against the sob that had crawled its way up your throat, felt your heart stutter in your chest as you anticipated the let down. The same old shit.

He was the first one you’d call every single time. The only one to hear you crying. Telling him all about how you got your heart broken again and he’d reassure you. Murmur soft things into your ear about how you didn’t deserve it and what an asshole and it’d be okay. Offered to bring you ice cream and sat up with you til two in the morning watching shitty horror flicks, but never told you what you wanted to hear.

Baby, you deserve better. I’d treat you better. I’d love you how you want to be loved. Baby.

“Hello?” you jumped at the sudden sound of Steve’s voice, surprised he’d actually picked up after all that ringing, sucked in a gasp and swiped at the tears that had spilled over the line of your lashes.

“Hey,” your voice cracked in the middle, didn’t quite let you finish the one-word reply and you could hear the receiver shift on his shoulder, rub against the soft fabric of his shirt.

“Hey. What’s wrong? What happened?” his voice had eased. Gentler, warmer, edged with concern and it made you pull in another breath.

“Nothing. Just Tyler–” you pushed a sigh from your lungs and tried to settle your heart as it hammered against your ribcage.

“Tyler? Shit, what’d he do now?” his tone shifted like it always did. Protective, lower and a little rough and it made your stomach twist. You tangled your finger in the phone cord and leaned against the wall, slid your back down the flat surface until you were sitting on the floor of the kitchen.

It wasn’t even worth saying. It was the same shit every time, just this time was with Tyler. You weren’t into him and he could tell. Could tell in the way your eyes drifted when you were talking across the table at dinner. Could tell in the way you hopped out of his car too quick when he dropped you off. Could tell anytime you said Steve. It was obvious, wasn’t it?

“Nothing,” you lied, letting your head lean back against the wall, “Will you just come over?”

“Yeah, course. Ice cream?”

“Please?”

“Be right there.”

Click.

It was both a blessing and a curse to live across the street from your best friend for that very reason. He could be up your steps in two minutes or less and god it killed you.

Steve had brought your favorite, chocolate chip cookie dough, and didn’t even bother with bowls after you let him in. He knew his way around the kitchen, sometimes even better than you did, and dug two spoons out from the silverware drawer before dropping down next to you on the couch.

“Here,” he jammed one of the spoons into the cold ice cream and dug out a bite for you, held it out expectantly and you took it from his hand. The cool sensation melted in your mouth as Steve’s thigh pressed against yours too close on the couch as he flipped through the TV channels before landing on The Thing.

He crammed his own spoon into the tub of ice cream and took a glance at you out of the corner of eye. You were pretty even when you cried, even when your eyes were a little puffy, even when your voice was scratchy. Especially when your voice was scratchy. A tiny smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

“Sorry,” he murmured and you shook your head, snuck another bite of ice cream.

“S’fine,” you insisted, tucked your legs to your chest, didn’t look back at him for fear of the feelings swelling in your chest.

He huffed a sigh, put his spoon and the ice cream on the coffee table in front of you and turned so he was facing you properly. Fixed you with a look. That look.

You’re not fine.

You gave him a side eye, all attitude and stubbornness and he frowned.

“It’s not fine,” he disagreed, reached over to tuck your messed hair out of your face and your cheek warmed where his hand brushed across your skin. “These guys are all assholes. They never tell you why and its–”

“Steve,” you interrupted him, pinched the bridge of your nose and held your breath. Maybe you should’ve told him to stay home.

“What?” he shot back, brows pulling together in frustration, leaning forward so you couldn’t avoid him and the irritation in his voice ignited yours.

“You know what,” you leveled, putting your spoon down next to his, lips twisting into a scowl.

“I’m sorry, you’re gonna have to spell it out for me,” he shook his head, “Cos shit’s not adding up.”

“Spell it out for you?” your eyes grew wide, incredulous, and you finally turned to face him.

Heat rose in your chest, up your neck and across your cheeks in the dark of the living room, lit up by the flicker of the TV and there was no doubt about how angry you were.

“It’s obvious, Steve! To everyone but you apparently,” came tumbling out and you bit your lip. An afterthought. Regret at letting it loose, but you couldn’t take it back and maybe it was better that way.

It rendered him silent for a minute, the irritation on his face softening the longer he looked at you, and you finally pulled your gaze away and folded in on yourself. Tucked into the couch and tried to watch the movie, but it was useless. Ruined.

“Obvious, huh?” he asked quietly and you silently nodded, a snotty move that made Steve huff a small mirthless laugh and he ran a hand through his hair. Shook his head and stared at his feet. Knew exactly what you were talking about, but didn’t want to admit it. “It’s not all my fault you know,” he said, words sharp and it made your eyes snap back to him.

“Not all your fault? You’re joking.”

“Serious. You’re just as guilty as I am,” and if you thought you were angry before you were furious now.

“How am I guilty, Steve? I’m here trying to–to live my life! Move on! Meet people that aren’t the dumb boy from across the street and you make it impossible!”

“Dumb boy–” Steve stood from the couch, looked down at you expression hurt and he was just as angry as you were now, “Princess, you make me want shit I can’t have! How’s that fair?”

“What?” you shot up after him and got right in his face.

Wanted to make damn sure he heard you. Understood you because you weren’t going to say it again and it scared the shit out of you. It scared you that you were willing to ruin your friendship forever with what you were about to say, but you couldn’t carry it any longer. No more.

“I’m right here, Steve,” and you didn’t yell. Didn’t scream. Didn’t make a big show out of it. Just stared up at him with your chin tilted resolutely, feet firm the ground, hands balled into fists, nails pressing half moons into your palms. Trembling with the weight of it all and his mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. Speechless. Caught.

“That’s not what I–I didn’t mean–you’re just–”

“Forget it, Steve,” your frame fell at his backpeddling and you felt the tears biting at the corners of your eyes again. Tried to will them away, but the second rejection of the evening hit hard and you’d had it, “Just go home.”

You turned away from him, not even bothering to turn the TV off and tried to go to the stairs, but his caught yours and spun you around so fast you bumped into his chest. Caught the warm, citrusy scent of his cologne. Fresh laundry and mint and boy and it was so hard to stay angry pressed into him like that.

“M’sorry,” he murmured and it stole your breath away. The sorry in his voice. The look in his eyes. The way his free hand lifted to hold you at your waist. Firm, steady, Steve.

“That doesn’t change anything,” you were grasping at the last bits of anger that still clung around the edges, but it was fading fast.

“No, I mean it. I’m sorry. You’re right,” and that admission made you weak in the knees. Sent your heart racing in your chest and you tried to swallow down the nerves that he’d conjured in your stomach.

“Right about what?” you asked, but before he could answer you pressed your fingers to his lips, a silent request to wait, “Be honest, Steve. Please. Because I don’t think I can do this anymore.”

Your hand fell away and his brows pinched together as he looked down at you. Sad, sorry, regret. His hand on your waist held you tighter and he let go of your hand. Cupped the soft curve of your jaw and shook his head slowly.

“Right about you. Being right here and I’m an idiot. I just–”

He tripped over his words. Struggled with being exposed and vulnerable and real and you lifted your hand to cover his over your cheek. Reassuring him for once and god did it help.

“You just deserve the best and I’m…well. I’m me,” he tried a smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes and you pressed your free hand into his chest. Bunched the fabric of his shirt in your fingers and pulled him close. Tutted at him softly and sighed.

“I don’t want the best,” you said, voice barely over a whisper, pulling him closer still, “I just want you. You idiot.”

And then he smiled. A slow creep of a grin. Small at first and growing as your noses brushed against each other. Heads tilting ever so slightly. Lips soft and parted so that you could fit them together like two sides of a locket and when they met everything melted away.

Finally. Finally.

Finally.

“You can have whatever you want, Steve Harrington,” you sighed into him, his fingers pressing into the soft plush of your waist, “Just don’t make me say it again.”

And when he kissed you quiet it was all you needed to know your best friend was finally that. Your best. Your friend. Yours.

crappymixtape™ • steve harrington masterlist // stranger things masterlist

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wheresarizona · 2 years

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Gif by the talented @nicolethered

Quiet

summary: Javi said he wanted to talk, but now your pants are down your legs.

rating: E (18+ It's smut. Protected p in v (I'm surprised myself), a thigh smack, semi-public, praise, light d/s tones, feelings, a glimpse of Soft!Javi)

pairing: Javier Peña/f!reader

word count: 500+

a/n: @nicolethered made a post with that gif saying Javi looked like he just had some fun in a file room, and I already had this fic written for my follower celebration that takes place in a supply closet, and now I just really like thinking that after this he went into that meeting. This fic is for the anon who requested Javier and the prompt, "You make a sound, and I stop.” Shoutout to my beta, @invisibleismyname!!

Thank you for reading! Comments and reblogs are appreciated!

Masterlist - Part 2

Was it the smartest choice to let Javier drag you into a supply closet to ‘just talk’? Probably not, but you weren’t thinking about your life choices now that your front was against the wall, pants, and underwear down your legs, while the air was pushed from your lungs each time his hips snapped into you from behind.

His fingers had a bruising grip on your waist, his cock filling you, over and over again, stretching your walls, and rubbing against something that had your vision whiting out and a loud moan escaping your lips.

Javier ground himself into you, feeling the texture of his slacks along your thighs as he slowed his pace, making sure you felt every ridge of him as he slid in and out of you.

His mouth was at your ear, speaking low, the deep timbre causing a shiver to move down your spine.

“You make a sound, and I stop.” He slapped your thigh. “You understand, baby? Can you keep quiet?”

You nodded, and he bit at your ear.

“Good girl. Take what I’m giving you.”

He started moving again, winding you up with each press of his cock inside you, pushing you towards your release. You did your best to not make any noise, unable to stop the quiet whimpers.

This man knew how to play your body, setting a rhythm that had your toes curling and your fingers scratching at the hard surface of the wall. You were close, the coil winding tighter and tighter in your belly.

You could hear the sounds of people walking past the room, casually talking to one another while Javier was fucking you senseless.

He was panting in your ear, his hand moving to the apex of your thighs to circle your clit.

“Come for me,” he ordered.

The coil snapped, and his other hand came up to cover your mouth as you fell over the edge, coming hard, your moan muffled. You clenched around him, euphoria flowing through your body as he continued to fuck into you.

“That’s it—that’s it, so good for me,” he grunted.

Half a dozen more thrusts, and he was following with a groan, spilling into the condom as he continued to grind his hips until they finally stilled.

The small room was filled with heavy breathing as you both came down from your highs, Javi kissing the skin of your neck, his hands smoothing down your sides.

“What did you want to talk about?” Your hoarse voice asked after a minute.

“I, uh,” you heard him swallow. “I wanted to know if I could take you out sometime.”

“We’ve been fucking in secret for weeks, Javi. You said you didn’t want Murphy to know.”

He didn’t want the partnership between you three to be weird or the dynamic to change.

He sighed.

“I’ve changed my mind, and I don’t give a fuck anymore.”

Your eyes narrowed.

“Steve knows,” you said.

“Steve knows,” he replied.

“Does this mean we can go on a double date with him and Connie?”

“I’d rather get shot at,” he grumbled.

“You’re being dramatic.”

He sighed again.

“Yes, hermosa, we can go on a double date.”

“You’re so nice to me, and of course I’ll go out with you.”

He pulled out of you then with a hiss, turning you to face him, a smile on his lips.

“Yeah?” He asked.

“Yes,” you nodded. “Want to come over after work?”

“And spread you out on your bed?” He smirked.

“I was thinking dinner and then sex, but you know, we could work up our appetites.”

“Yes, we will,” he said, leaning in to kiss you, your fingers tangling in his hair.

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ghostofaboy · 3 months

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The Steve/Javi request for my follower celebration is finished and will be up tomorrow.

So here have a snippet from the 2k fic that was meant to be a 500-1000 word drabble. 😂

“What?” Javi finally snapped, prompting a smirk from Steve. “You’ve been staring at me all fucking day.”

“No law against it.” Steve’s drawl sounded thicker than usual and as he glanced to the other agent’s left, Javi spotted an empty whiskey glass sitting on Steve’s desk.

“Damn it Murphy.” Javi ran a hand down his face, dropping his voice to a whisper. “You’re drunk? Here? Are you serious?”

“I’m not fuckin’ drunk.” Steve scowled.

“Then quit fucking staring at me.” Javi frowned. “Or else people’ll think you’re sweet on me.”

It had been a throwaway line. A joke meant to break the tension. Something that Javi had said to Steve a thousand times before and gotten a “fuck you” or a laugh from. But as the words left his mouth, Javi watched in fascination as Steve’s face flushed, his eyes trained on Javi’s lips and a flicker of embarrassment danced across his handsome face.

#javier peña #steve murphy #stavier #javier peña x steve murphy #steve murphy x javier peña

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thetriumphantpanda · 11 months

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HELLO PANDA DARLING <33 Firstly, I'd like to give you a HUGE congratulations on your 500 follower milestone!!! It's so incredibly well deserved!! We're all so proud of you <3 May you continue thriving and never suffer from writer's block 😎

SECONDLY I have a smut request for all the slutty bitches out there (it's me. I'm slutty bitches 💅). I would please like “Shall we put that mouth to better use?” with Javi P because we all KNOW he's the absolute KING of brattamers.

THANKS BABE <33 I SEND LOVE, STAY SPICY ❤‍🔥

HELLO YOU PERFECT DARLING 🧡 Firstly, thank you so much - you have no idea how much this means to me! I'm so happy that you're hear and you're enjoying what I'm producing, it means the world to me!

I'm sorry it took a while to get round to this request - I've had a mental week - but it's hot here in London and I can't bring myself to anything else so I'm working on more of these prompts! I'm not great at brat tamer!Javi, so this is ROUGH. I AM SORRY. But I hope you enjoy it still.

I LOVE YOU 🫶🏼

Pairing | Javier Pena x Female Reader

Word Count | 562

Warnings | Spicy language, allusions to oral sex and fucking, but nothing explicit (I know, who else is shocked, I know I am)

This is part of my 500 followers celebration. If you want to request a 500 word Drabble, check out this post and head into my ask box. The more the merrier. And you can read the previous drabbles here.

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She had a smart mouth. Javi assumes that’s probably why he likes her so much. On her first day at the admin desk, Javi had ambled down after hearing about the ‘pretty new administrator’ – those had been Steve’s words and their types were very different, but he couldn’t resist a look, and damn Steve had been right. He’d been smitten almost immediately. He wasn’t used to being told no, so when you’d repeatedly turned down his advances, he couldn’t lie, he was frustrated.

“I like your nails, querida, the colour suits your eyes.”

“I think I heard flavour of the week last week telling you hers would look good around your cock,” You replied, dry tone, “You’ll not get that from me, so hurry up and tell me what you want.”

That had been the first time you’d left him speechless; you were always so blunt with him. He was used to women playing coy, making him chase but giving in anyway. This was different. You were different.

“Can I buy you a drink, hermosa?” Friday night, embassy staff bar night.

“I can buy my own and not feel obligated to fuck you, so I’m okay thank you, Agent Peña,” You were going to turn away from him, “But maybe if you ask Intern Number 4 over there, you’ll have more luck, she’s been practically deep throating her straw whilst watching you.”

Intuitive too, he had to hand it to you, he hadn’t noticed the intern at all, more focused on the curve of your ass in the bar stool and the shirt that was unbuttoned down to the neckline of your vest underneath.

He was starting to lose the will to live. He’d never really wanted anyone so badly in his life, all because you never really gave into him. So, when he’s stuck with Murphy and you, grounded from field work as some sort of punishment, organizing the embassy archives, he knows this is his chance.

He curses Steve silently all day for taking your side, the both of them make comments all day – Steve starts with, “I think this is the only time I’ve been in a room full of women Peña hasn’t fucked.” Then a little while later, when he’s confused with the filing system, you’re rolling your eyes with a “They’re sorted alphabetically, Javier, how the hell did you pass basic and end up here?”

Steve dips out at five, if he’s not needed for fieldwork then he’s not staying in the filing room past hours – he leaves with a shot over his shoulder for the two of you to behave. Javier is looking at you as he says it and there’s a smirk across your face. Bingo.

“You don’t wanna behave, do you querida?”

He’s walked up behind you, catching you between his two arms that he has placed on either side of you, resting them on the desk. He stifles a groan as you press your ass back into him, “Depends what you had in mind, Peña?” You’d turned to face him, body impossibly close to his own.

He moves a hand and tilts your chin up to look at you properly, his lips just millimeters from your own. He wanted to press a kiss there so badly, but now was not the time.

“Shall we put that smart mouth of yours to better use?”

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dystini · 1 year

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Indycar Driver Lore

Indycar Driver Lore Masterlist

Scott Thomas McLaughlin

Birthdate: June 10, 1993 Hometown: Christchurch, New Zealand Residence: Charlotte, North Carolina Height/Weight: 6’0”/185lbs

Rookie Year: 2021

Team: Penske

Follow him on: Instagram Twitter Twitch

Very active on Twitter. Frequently snarky. Very much worth a follow. Frequently streams Iracing on Twitch.

Career Stats

2020: Team Penske - 35th Overall 2021: Team Penske - 14th Overall 2022: Team Penske - 4th Overall 2023: Team Penske - 3rd Overall

Cohosted (as of 2024 on indefinite hiatus) fan-favorite behind-the-scenes video series Bus Bros with teammate Josef Newgarden. Bus Bros Playlist

2020 tested with Team Penske at Sebring and Texas. Raced St Petersburg. 3 time series/season champion in Supercars

IMSA 2023 Tower Motorsports – Daytona 24, won Sebring 2024 Tower Motorsports – Daytona 24

-married his wife, Karly Paone (originally from Long Island, NY.), in Malibu, California, in December 2019. They have a cavoodle named Chase. -Enjoys football, iRacing, puzzles, traveling, and golf. He has a weekly golf round with Nascar driver and Team Penske teammate Ryan Blaney -Racing heroes are Rick Mears in Indycar and Greg Murphy in V8 Supercars -Cohosts fan-favorite behind the scenes video series Bus Bros with teammate Josef Newgarden -Carolina Panthers fan, but he also likes the New York Knicks for basketball -played in the 2023 PGA Arnold Palmer Pro-Am Invitational -Celebratory rolls from the car he sometimes has referred to as a "Wombat Roll"

Iconic/memorable moments

Scott McLaughlin's Celebrates with a Shoey at Road America | 2022 NTT IndyCar Series Scott McLaughlin Wins First Indycar Race | Firestone Grand Prix Of St. Petersburg 2022 Scott cannot handle spicy food, as seen in Bus Bros, ep9 The inflatable sheep Month of May prank Jeff the Eagle (2:15) Scotty the cow? INSIDE THE RACE // SCOTT MCLAUGHLIN AT LONG BEACH Over the Wall: Scott McLaughlin, Ash Vandelay chat off-track activities | INDYCAR Ep. 39 - Indy Car Driver Scott McLaughlin | Real Talk with Mike Burke CHEVY PACE CAR // SCOTT MCLAUGHLIN AND SIMON PAGENAUD 2022 Indianapolis 500: Scott McLaughlin crashes hard into wall after turn three | Motorsports on NBC Scott Mclaughlin's In-laws and In Awe of Indy 500 Scott McLaughlin Explains "Tall Poppy" Syndrome | Romain Grosjean What’s Scott McLaughlin’s last Google search? Scott McLaughlin on his COTA IndyCar test Indy 500 Walk & Talk with Scott McLaughlin and RACER's Marshall Pruett presented by Skip Barber The Indy 500 Interview: Scott McLaughlin Relive Scott McLaughlin and Romain Grosjean's IndyCar battle in St. Pete | Motorsports on NBC 2022 Texas Motor Speedway Finish // Josef Newgarden and Scott McLaughlin Q&A with Scott McLaughlin at 2020 IndyCar Spring Training OVER THE WALL // SCOTT MCLAUGHLIN AT PLAYING THE NEWLYWED GAME WITH THE BUS BROS: SCOTT MCLAUGHLIN & JOSEF NEWGARDEN!!!!PORTLAND INTERNATIONAL RACEWAY

Scott McLaughlin Wins In iRacing Challenge Finale Will Power Bustin Balls of Scott McLaughlin. Hilarious! Google Search - Scott McLaughlin Pennzoil Yellow Submarine Traditions with INDYCAR Driver Scott McLaughlin Doug and Drivers season 2: Scott McLaughlin Josef Newgarden and Scott McLaughlin | Hot Seats with Hinch PLAYING THE NEWLYWED GAME WITH THE BUS BROS: SCOTT MCLAUGHLIN & JOSEF NEWGARDEN!!!!

2024 Cheating scandal Team Penske hit with penalties over Push to Pass use; O’Ward declared St. Petersburg winner How Team Penske took push-to-pass beyond the limit Scott’s Statement McLaughlin responds to St. Petersburg disqualification

Scott is known as a friendly and humble guy in the paddock who seems to get along with most drivers. He's got a playful personality. He likes to celebrate his wins with a "wombat roll", or doing a somersault in victory lane when he exits his car. While appearing in inflatable costumes and a pink "Glamping Squad" t-shirt in episodes of Bus Bros, Scotty still has fun without his partner-in-crime Josef Newgarden; he wore an inflatable Pikachu costume to a race in Australia during the 2022 IndyCar offseason, and his wife wore a matching Pikachu hoodie dress. Scotty might be the easygoing guy everyone wants to have a beer with off-track, but on track he is a fierce competitor. He and the Thirsty 3's (his #3 Penske squad) enjoy a cult following.

Credit – @dottieapple

Fanfic Lore

Nickname: ScottyMac

Frequently paired with teammate Josef Newgarden. As of 2024 there has been a cooling of their friendship as Josef pulls back to focus on racing/the championship.

#indycar rpf #indycar #fanfic #driver lore #scott mclaughlin

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OMG FIRST OF ALL CONGRATS ON 500 FOLLOWERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!🥳 I'M SO HAPPY FOR U!!!

And bcos I *have* to get involved in your celebrations, can I get shipped with someone from Narcos, pretty please🥹

Nickname - Em (short for Emily but literally no one calls me that e v e r lmao)

Fandom - narcos

Zodiac sign: libra. Basic description of me: short (like 5ft2 short), longish brunette hair and brown eyes and I wear glasses (big round ones!)

Favourite artist (I'm guessing this means musically): You Me At Six.

Favourite flower: sunflowers🌻

Favourite food: pasta, just pasta, I love the carbohydrate-y goodness

Personality traits: I'm very much a type A personality, I'm a lil anxious and heavy on the overthinking. Also obsessed with reading and horror films.

I've probably gone waaaaaay overboard, but I'm just so excited to see what your fabulous brain comes up with!!!!!

Congrats again lovely🥳🩷

P.s. pls write more Steve Murphy fanfics I am having withdrawals I swear💀

THANK YOU EM 🫶🏻💕 This may be a little self indulgent because we’re basically the same person em 🤭

I ship you with steve murphy

We’re gonna pretend connie isn’t here for a minute 🫣

Libra and Capricorn actually have the potential for a happy and loving marriage. Both are marriage-minded, and despite the inherent frictions of a couple, these two may strike a harmonious balance. While their married life compatibility may not be obvious at first, things will settle and become clear as time passes.

Steve is also a very A- type person, so the two of you would get shit done together.

He would love to sit and watch horror movies with you or just lay next to you while you read.

Sometimes you’ll come home and there will be a vase of sunflowers already sitting on your nightstand.

If the two of you ever get into an argument a vase of sunflowers will be delivered to your desk at work, there’s never a note but you always know who they’re from.

Sometimes steve asks you to read to him because it calms him down.

The two of you compliment each other in personality and physical attributes and you’d make a lovely couple

A/n - I’ve got more steve fics coming out this upcoming week :)

#biggestsimponhere #biggestsimponhere asks!#steve murphy x y/n #steve murphy x female reader #steve murphy x you #steve murphy x reader #steve murphy #narcos #narcos fanfiction

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200 followers celebration!! <3

To celebrate achieving this milestone, I’ve decided to prepare something special. But I want to thank all of you for following me and supporting me, always saying the kindest words to me — when I feel like I least deserve it.

So thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

This celebration will be open until next Sunday, 29, and we will be doing:

♡ q&a (ask me anything!)

♡ headcanons

♡ just thoughts and lots of thirsting over characters

♡ lots of blurbs!!

Now, for the blurbs, I've got a few rules under the cut:

♡ You send me an ask with a character and a prompt. You can be vague like “Matt Murdock + puppies + fluff”, but I'll put some lists of prompts below anyway.

♡ I’ll only write for the characters listed below.

♡ All the blurbs must be -500 words, so try to keep your request short, ok?

♡ Here’s lists of smut, fluff, angst and general/random prompts. (In this case, you tell me the number and the category).

The characters I'll write for are:

♡ Matt Murdock

♡ Billy Russo

♡ Frank Castle

♡ Evan “Buck” Buckley

♡ Eddie Diaz

♡ Diego Hargreeves

♡ JJ Maybank

♡ Bruce Wayne

♡ TASM!Peter Parker

♡ John Murphy

Thank you all again! I’m so extremely happy.

#blues200celebration #matt murdock x reader #billy russo x reader #frank castle x reader #evan buckley x reader #eddie diaz x reader #diego hargreeves x reader #jj maybank x reader #peter parker x reader #bruce wayne x reader #john murphy x reader

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Celebrating 7 Years of STEM Excellence with NJ STEM Month 2024!

New Post has been published on https://sunalei.org/news/celebrating-7-years-of-stem-excellence-with-nj-stem-month-2024/

Celebrating 7 Years of STEM Excellence with NJ STEM Month 2024!

Science & Technology

On Mar 1, 2024

Today, the New Jersey STEM Pathways Network (NJSPN) kicked off NJ STEM Month at the Princeton Innovation Center BioLabs. For the seventh year in a row, March is recognized as NJ STEM Month as designated by gubernatorial proclamation. NJ STEM Month is a celebration co-hosted by the NJSPN and its parent organization, the Research & Development Council of New Jersey (R&D Council of NJ). The month highlights the Garden State’s tremendous impact in science, technology, engineering, math (STEM) and innovation. The goal of NJ STEM Month 2024 is to impact 40,000 learners. Anyone hosting a NJ STEM Month event is encouraged to add it to the NJSPN’s website calendar using this form.

The kickoff event drew 80 STEM leaders from diverse organizations across the state to the Princeton Innovation Center BioLabs. The Kickoff commenced with a reading of the 2024 Gubernatorial Proclamation read via video by students from Jose Marti STEM Academy located in Union City. Attendees had the opportunity to network and visit the representatives that were tabling from the following organizations: Girls Who Code, Students 2 Science, The College of New Jersey’s School of Education and Yard Sciences. Attendees also walked away with STEM Month swag bags.

Laura Norkute, director of water quality and environmental compliance at new Jersey American Water, delivered a keynote address titled “Connecting to Succeed,” which emphasized the significance of fostering relationships for professional growth. She shared her personal experiences from being in the STEM industry and the importance of mentorship.

“We are ecstatic to be in our seventh year celebrating New Jersey STEM Month in the month of March. NJ STEM Month has impacted over 100,000 learners over the years and we are eager to continue to expand its reach and get more learners of all ages excited about and engaged with STEM.” said Kim Case, executive director of the R&D Council of NJ and New Jersey STEM Pathways Network Manager. “We thank Gov. Murphy and New Jersey legislators for being so supportive of this initiative. We look forward to our STEM Showcase at the New Jersey State House on March 18!”

The event also recognized the success of NJ STEM Month’s mini-grant initiative, which awards grants of up to $500 to support STEM events throughout March. In 2024, a total of $34,276 in mini-grants were distributed, benefiting over 34,000 learners across all 21 counties. Generous support from the Overdeck Family Foundation, Comcast, and American Water made these grants possible.

The kickoff closed with the announcement of the 2024 NJ STEM Month award winners. These awards are open to all stakeholders responsible for learning, advocacy and leadership in the state, including: schools, higher education institutions, nonprofit organizations, businesses, etc. Below are this year’s NJ STEM Month award winners!

STEM Advocate of the Year: Makeba Green, International Girls Academy

STEM Corporate Champion of the Year: Puratos

STEM Civic Leadership Award: New Jersey Manufacturing Extension Program

STEM Collaboration of the Year: Federal Aviation Administration William J Hughes Technical Center (FAAWJHTC) Aviation STEM Program, FAAWJHTC Airport Technology Branch, Naval Air Station Wildwood Museum and Cape May Airport

STEM Educator of the Year: Christopher Kunkel, Hoboken Charter School

To access more business news, visit NJB News Now.

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How To Celebrate Easter Holidays in Memphis 2024?

As Easter approaches, families in Memphis eagerly anticipate the arrival of spring and the opportunity to celebrate this joyous holiday in their vibrant city. From traditional religious services to festive events and activities, there are countless ways to embrace the spirit of Easter in Memphis.

Whether you're a longtime resident or visiting for the holidays, here's your guide to making the most of Easter in Bluff City.

Making the Most of Easter: Celebrating the Holidays in Memphis

Attend Easter Sunday Services

Easter Sunday is a time for spiritual reflection and celebration for many Memphians. Attend a worship service at one of the city's many churches, where you can participate in uplifting music, meaningful sermons, and joyful fellowship with fellow believers. From historic cathedrals to contemporary megachurches, there's a diverse range of religious communities in Memphis welcoming worshippers of all backgrounds.

Join a Community Easter Egg Hunt

Easter wouldn't be complete without the excitement of an Easter egg hunt! Check out local parks, community centers, and churches for organized egg hunts and family-friendly festivities. These events often feature egg hunts divided by age group, as well as additional activities like face painting, games, and visits from the Easter Bunny himself. It's a fun-filled way for kids to enjoy the thrill of the hunt and for families to create lasting memories together.

Indulge in Easter Brunch

After a morning of Easter activities, treat yourself to a delicious Easter brunch at one of Memphis's many restaurants. From upscale dining establishments to cozy cafes, there are plenty of options to satisfy your appetite. Indulge in classic brunch favorites like eggs benedict, Belgian waffles, and smoked salmon, or opt for Southern-inspired dishes like biscuits and gravy or shrimp and grits. Don't forget to save room for dessert—many restaurants offer special Easter-themed treats to sweeten the occasion.

Explore Easter Events and Festivities

Throughout the Easter weekend, Memphis hosts a variety of events and festivals that celebrate the holiday and the arrival of spring. From Easter parades and petting zoos to arts and crafts fairs, there's something for everyone to enjoy. Keep an eye out for special events at local attractions like the Memphis Zoo, Shelby Farms Park, and the Memphis Botanic Garden, which often host Easter-themed activities for visitors of all ages.

Family-Friendly Easter Events and Activities 2024

Memphis Zoo's Bunny Brunch

Join the Memphis Zoo for a delightful Bunny Brunch at the Teton Trek Lodge. With sessions at 9am and 11am, this event promises a memorable experience for all. Enjoy brunch with the bunnies, animal interactions, a silent auction, and even a special bunny meet and greet. Tickets are $30 for members and $45 for non-members, which includes zoo admission.

Tillman Police Station Easter Egg Hunt

Head over to Tillman Police Station for an Easter Egg Hunt from 10am to 1pm. Located at 426 Tillman Street, this event offers fun-filled activities, games, animals, and music for the whole family to enjoy.

University of Memphis Baseball and Softball Egg Hunt

The University of Memphis Baseball and Softball teams are hosting an egg hunt open to children ages 12 and under. Check-in begins at 10:45am, followed by the egg hunt at 11:30am. The event will take place at the Billy J. Murphy Track and Soccer Complex, with free parking available at FedExPark Avron Fogelman Field.

Grace Baptist Easter Egg Hunt

Join Grace Baptist for a festive Easter Egg Hunt from 10am until 1pm. This free event welcomes the public to enjoy egg-citing activities and create lasting memories with family and friends.

Telisa Franklin & Friends 2nd Annual Extravaganza

Experience the ultimate Easter celebration at the Hollywood Community Center from 12pm to 2pm. With over 10,000 Easter eggs, 500 Easter baskets, food, music, prizes, and free vaccinations, this event promises fun and excitement for all ages.

Book Your Accommodation in Germantown

Planning your Easter holiday in Memphis? Consider staying in the peaceful and family-friendly neighborhood of Germantown, known as the second safest city near Memphis. For a comfortable and welcoming stay, book your accommodations at Homewood Suites, a Hilton hotel near me. With spacious suites, amenities catering to families, and a reputation for hospitality, Homewood Suites is the perfect choice for a relaxing and enjoyable Easter getaway with your loved ones.

Final Words

These are just a few of the many Easter events happening in Memphis this holiday season. Whether you're hunting for eggs, enjoying a festive brunch, or participating in community festivities, Easter in Memphis offers endless opportunities to celebrate with loved ones and create cherished memories that will last a lifetime. Don't miss out on the joy and excitement of Easter in Bluff City!

#Hilton hotel near me

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violentdelightsandviolentends · 11 months

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may I request an angst with evan buckley

"keep your eyes on me." promt with an established relationship please! but hes been through a lot give him his happy ending please, i love him so much 🫶🏻

Lightning Strike.

28. "Keep your eyes on me."

Author's Note - this is a drabble written as part of my 500 Followers Celebration!! find that post here. my soft sweet buck. thank you for this request <3

Pairing - Evan Buckley x Female Reader

Age Rating - 18+

Warnings - sad buck. mentions of a sort of panic attack.

Word Count - 500 ish maybe??

Masterlist. 500 Follower Celebration Masterlist.

Buck is the king of putting on a brave face.

Always strong, never faltering. He reassures everyone he's fine time and time again, smiling and cracking jokes. But you see right through him.

You've always been able to read him like a book. You don't even have to try.

After the lightning strike, Buck doubled down on his brave face. He wouldn't let anyone see him upset - not even Eddie. Which is rare. And worrying.

He seems to be coping surprisingly well, desperate to get back to work and resume normal routine. While he's stuck at home, he's been cooking, doing puzzles, watching football. You're greeted with a lovingly cooked meal and a glass of wine every time you walk through the door.

Until today.

Today, you walk into the apartment, and it's dark. No lights on, no TV blaring sound. Nothing.

"Buck?"

Silence.

"Buck? Baby? I'm home," you call.

Now you're worried.

You start striding through the apartment, navigating your way through the darkness. When you hear a sniffle, your head whips around. There's Buck, knees pressed to his chest, jammed in between the nightstand and the wall. He's curled up on the ground, head resting on his arms that are protectively wrapped around his legs.

"Buck? Hey, did something happen?"

"Yeah," he murmurs hoarsely. "I got hit by lightning."

"I remember," you say gently. "Did something happen today?"

"I don't know," he whispers. "I think I've been distracting myself. And today it all came crashing down."

"Talk to me," you urge.

Buck's lip trembles, and so do his hands. Warm, salty tears drip down his face, and his breathing quickens rapidly.

"Hey, hey. Keep your eyes on me, Buck."

He locks his gaze onto yours, and mirrors your breathing carefully. Eventually, he calms down enough to speak.

"I died. I've been so close to death so many times that I'm kinda numb to it. But this time was so real. How am I supposed to go on living my life like nothing happened, when I literally died?"

"You don't have to live like nothing happened, baby," you reassure, moving to sit down in front of him. "No one expects you to do that."

"I just -," he sighs, trying to formulate a coherent thought. "I just don't know how to carry on."

You reach out gently and place a hand on his cheek, wiping away the tears that are spilling over. Your thumb strokes his cheekbone carefully, grounding him back down to Earth.

"I know you're like, totally anti therapy -," you begin, and he laughs. "But talking to a therapist or a trauma counsellor might really help. Or maybe we find a support group. This is LA, there's groups for everything."

"You think there's a lightning strike support group?" he jokes.

"I honestly wouldn't be surprised," you chuckle. "And if there isn't? Well, we'll start one."

"I might be the only person who attends."

"Fine by me," you tease, nudging him lovingly.

You stand up, and offer him a hand. He takes it gratefully, getting up and instantly wrapping his arms around you. He inhales the scent of your vanilla shampoo, and the tension leaves his shoulders rapidly.

"I love you," he murmurs into your hair. "I'm so lucky."

"I'm the lucky one," you reassure. "Well, technically you are, since you got hit by lightning. And survived."

"I've always been one in a million," he chuckles, squeezing you a little tighter.

"Yes, you have. My one in a million, Evan Buckley."

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shaeheda · 5 years

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Sunshine Of Your Love - the rockstar au for @alyssasmainblog

read on ao3

playlist

lots of love to my babes @guznadiaa for making this beautiful moodboard! ilysm!

#shae's 500 follower celebration #bellarke #bellarke fanfiction #bellamy blake #clarke griffin #octavia blake #raven reyes #jasper jordan #john murphy #marcus kane #rockstar au #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #ao3 #secret marriage

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ghostofaboy · 4 months

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Ghost of a Boy 100 Follower Celebration

So, I hit over 100 follower recently and wanted to do something special.

I'm opening fic requests from Monday 15th to Friday 19th January. Each fic will be between 500-1000 words. Please be as clear as you can in your requests. Let me know if you have a particular character you want, any themes/kinks, dialogue you want working in. The more details you provide, the more I can write what you want.

Characters I will write for:

Agent Jack 'Whiskey' Daniels

Frankie 'Catfish' Morales

Javier Peña

Din Djarin

Marcus Moreno

Marcus Pike

Max Lord

Pero Tovar

I primarily write with male ocs, but I'm happy to write for male reader or gender neutral. Please put in the prompt your preference. I'm sorry I don't write female reader fics, there are plenty of amazing writers out there who already do that.

I'll also write for the following existing ships: DinCobb (Din Djarin/Cobb Vanth), FishBen (Frankie Morales/Benny Miller) and Stavier (Steve Murphy/Javier Peña).

When it comes to kinks I'm pretty open. Feel free to check out the masterlist for my Kinktober 2023 or a quick look over other things I've written on my Masterlist. However, I reserve the right to refuse a request if it makes me uncomfortable or if it's something I don't know enough about to write.

Finally, please be patient with me. I'll go as fast as I can, but I'm only human and I've never opened up request like this before.

#ghost of a boy follower celebration #writing requests #agent whiskey #frankie morales #javier peña #din djarin #marcus moreno #marcus pike #max lord #pero tovar

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Masterlist

Tommy Shelby X Reader

Legend: 🔞 smut 💕 Fluff 🌩 Angst

One-shot:

Time off 💕 : Tommy gets home after a long day at work and you are not waiting for him like you normally do and finds you sick in bed.

Obey 🔞 : Family meetings, they’re a big thing around the Shelbys… They happen quite often and they can be messy. But what happens when Y/N doesn’t agree with Thomas Shelby in front of everyone?

Little Girl 🔞 💕 : During the war with the Changrettas, you discover that you are expecting another baby. Tommy points out by y/n's symptoms that it’s a different pregnancy and assumes it’s a little girl on the way, but he doesn’t really like it… or does he?

Let It Burn 🌩: You get sick of waiting for him to change. You need him to listen to you. Maybe trying to set fire to his opium will do?

Story time 💕: After a few days being absent in his familly, Tommy arrives late, once again. But to his surprise you and his son are still awake.

Stay 🔞🌩💕: Tommy realizes that despite him trying to avoid it, he loves and needs you.

Tomato plants 🔞 💕:You are Tommy's friend, but one night, when he walks through your window, everything you know about your relationship with him changes.

500 followers celebration: These are short one shots I wrote based on prompts. hope you like them:

- 1 (it was open and I read it),

- 2 (I meant it when I said for better or for worse)

Series Ongoing:

Queen of Heart: Y/N Hughes is a businesswoman. She owns a transport company with her brother Cris in Birmingham. She runs into the Peaky Blinders and ends up doing business with them, but as business goes, they end up falling for each other. But they have a turbulent way to go, is their relationship ready for the test?

Parts: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - Not being continued for now

Honor and Blood: you are a gypsy and your family lives near Birmingham Tommy Shelby needs a favor and Johnny Dogs says you’re the one he should ask for. A meeting is scheduled and when Tommy meets you, he is instantly drawn to you. (Check the > Moodboard)

Parts: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23

Unhealed Love: You and Tommy have history… a long one but to cut the story short he pushed you away, shut you out of his life without giving you a chance to try another path… a path together, but you felt so angry at him that you didn’t want to try it either. Maybe it was better this way... more than ten years passed and you thought you'd had your time to heal but one day was all it took to destroy that idea of getting over Tommy Shelby.

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

Best Aid: you are a young doctor in Birmingham. After a crazy incident, Thomas Shelby shows up at your hospital. You don't know much about the man everyone seems to fear, but you definitely will. (Modern Tommy)

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8

Cillian Murphy X Reader

Series Ongoing:

Ceramics lessons: after much insistence from his sister, Cillian attends a ceramics class with her. To his surprise, he feels a connection to the teacher, you. Will this connection go any further or will it be smashed like a bad ceramic project?

Parts: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

Want to get tagged in my stories? Click here

#fluff #peakyblinders #blinders #cillianmurphy #fanfic #arthurshelby #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinders #thomas shelby #tommy shelby #john shelby #masterlist #oneshot

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look-at-the-soul · 2 years

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(Not taking requests at the moment, all previous request are on hold)

Master List

Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders)

Robert Fischer (Inception)

Emmett (A quiet place 2)

Cillian Murphy (Master list)

Jonathan Crane (Master list)

Lenny Miller (Master list)

Blurbs here (Cillian’s characters)

I DO NOT ALLOW my work to be posted on any other platform, please do not translate, copy, edit, etc. We all are capable of coming up with brilliant ideas. Your reblog and comments are always welcome 🤗

🍀 If you want to send a request, here you can find a list of some prompts (or you can send your own!)

Celebrations:

👵🏻 The Grandma series (open)

✨ 500 followers celebration (closed)

✨900 followers celebration (will remain without deadlines so you can always participate)

Tag list

WIP

Names

A/N: Of course this is fiction! You can find my stories with the #That’s what Cill said 🙂

Your ♥️, reblog and feedback, feeds my soul ✨

📨 GG ask box: my latest replies Ago, July , ancient message so you don’t have to go all the way down through my reblogs

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Doctor Y/n - Intern Year - 5 - Grey's Anatomy x Fem!Reader

It had been a month since Bailey's wedding.

In that month, Jo had befriended Karev and started hanging around at his house more.

Leaving you to either spend time with Brooks, or to head out to more garage sales in the hopes of finding those childhood things you'd missed out on.

Brooks had given you a list of what she deemed classic children's literature to be on the look-out for, much to Jo's amusement.

"What did you read in that library then if you weren't reading fairytales?" Brooks had asked, leaving Jo to look up from the pot noodle she was eating.

"A lot of encyclopedias and children's science books. I knew the Dem Bones song before I even knew which bone was which." You explained, frowning as Jo and Brooks exchanged looks.

"What's that face for?" You asked, but Brooks just shook her head and Jo was staring at the kitchen cupboards.

"You know, Alex doesn't really have any furniture. He doesn't even have mugs or glasses, he just sticks his face under the tap." Jo began to ramble, leaving you to pause as you twiddled the apple slice between your fingertips.

"We have a perfectly good couch and fun mugs..." Your meek reply when unheard by Jo as she continued to rant about Doctor Karev not owning plates either.

Brooks raised her eyebrows as you just huffed, throwing the apple slice up before catching it in your mouth.

///

Since Stephanie had managed to also work on Doctor Avery's service with Leah, you were stuck on scut.

"Didn't you play ping pong at Yale?" Jo's question immediately had Shane glaring at you whilst Doctor Shepherd raised an eyebrow.

"Ping pong at Yale, S/n?"

"It helps with wrist movements, so my dormmate, Cody and I would play ping pong whenever we had spare time." You explained, raising an eyebrow as Doctor Shepherd smiled.

"What's happening?" Doctor Karev enquired as he spotted Jo looking into the conference room window.

"Braces is kicking Shane's ass at ping pong. You want to make this interesting? Hundred bucks says Braces wins." Jo proposed, leaving Karev to shrug.

"You don't have a hundred bucks."

"I won't eat for a month." Jo retorted, watching intensely as you beat Shane again.

"Hey, who's winning?" Torres asked, glancing in at you playing against Shane.

"Braces has Shane on the ropes. Winner plays Shepherd. 500 bucks." Jo upped the stakes, watching you beat Shane again.

"Let's go, bitch!" Shane shouted, leaving you to withhold a laugh at Callie's face due to how Shane had called you a bitch.

"Oh, it's on!" You retorted, setting up another play as Shepherd and Torres exchanged looks.

///

"Wilson, you're working, not playing ping-pong." Yang told Jo off, leaving Jo to huff slightly as she realised you'd just won against Shane and now she was going to miss you playing against Shepherd.

"500 bucks, let me know how it goes." Jo whispered to Karev as Shane was left to do your scut work.

///

"You got here just in time. Shepherd is about to lose to Braces. It's the final point."

"Shepherd's got this."

"Double or nothing. What's wrong, you scared?" Jo offered her hand, leaving Karev to shake it.

"Fine, a thousand bucks."

You didn't even glance at the window as you heard Jo squealing in celebration.

"This was fun, I'm just happy I wiped the smirk off Shane's face." You admitted, leaving Shepherd to tilt his head to the side.

"You and Ross don't get along?"

"He and Murphy spread a lot of rumours about me to try ruin my confidence." You explained, watching as Shepherd switched hands.

"One more game, this time I'll play with my dominant hand." Shepherd stated, leaving you to nod before you laughed at Jo following Karev past the window, dancing.

"She's such a dork." You laughed before you spotted the ping pong ball flying at you.

"Ooh, nice!" You grinned, barely hitting the ball back at Shepherd.

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A sigh left your lips as your text you sent to Jo an hour ago still went unread.

You didn't even feel like gloating about the fact you got to have the first shower without fighting her for it.

Because the only message Jo had sent you all day was about her winning a thousand bucks from Karev and that she was buying him a couch with it.

Your hair was still damp and Jo's hoodie was warm against your skin, but you didn't want to stew on the couch alone all night.

It didn't take you long to find a bar on google or to get changed.

Your text to Jo to say you were going out was also left unread.

She was busy drinking beers with Karev on the new couch.

Whilst you ended up on someone else's.

///

The bar wasn't too busy, so you were able to find a seat and get a drink. You'd given up on Jo acknowledging you by the time the girl had taken the seat next to you.

"Hey." Her voice was raspy as she watched you take a sip of your drink.

"Hi." You shrugged, finally done with it all, you were lonely.

///

"This is such a girlfriend thing." Alex tentatively pointed to the couch, not seeing how Jo rolled her eyes.

"What you're supposed to say is, thank you for the awesome couch." Jo corrected him, leaving Alex to shrug.

"You're like my brother, we drink beer and hang out." Jo nudged him in the shoulder before heading over to the couch.

"That explains a lot, especially since you're with S/n. I've never really had a friend whose a girl who didn't want to do me, except Mer-" Alex paused as Jo spluttered on her beer at the mention of you.

///

"You're less pent up than yesterday..." Jo rambled to herself, staring at you as you avoided her gaze.

"Oh my god, you got laid!" Jo realised, watching as you finally met her eyes for a moment before going back to writing on the chart.

"So, what was she like? Where did you meet her? Was it good?" Jo began, leaning in closer to whisper the questions.

"Braces, please." Jo whined before her eyes widened.

"Was it that good you lost your voice?" Jo asked, making you raise your eyebrows at her.

"Well, either way, I should spend more time at Karev's, you're clearly getting something out of it," Jo chuckled, ruffling your hair as you grimaced, "good for you, Braces!" she grinned but you just pushed the chair back to stand up.

"Or maybe you didn't get any..." Jo mumbled herself as she watched you walk away, "don't worry, we'll have a good time tonight to make up for it!" Jo exclaimed, loud enough that it turned a few heads as you sped up down the corridor.

The heat in your ears wouldn't stop as you realised how bad what Jo had said sounded to everyone else.

///

"Anyone else feel like they're being watched?" Brooks' question had you glancing up from your phone, quirking an eyebrow.

"You mean, more than normal? It's the cameras in the CCU." You explained, turning to stare at the camera.

"They keep following me around." You whispered, leaving Brooks to frown.

"How can you tell?" She asked, watching as you shivered.

"I know when someone's staring at me."

"Yeah, it's her sixth sense... now shush, I'm trying to see... it's about new hospital procedures, and we weren't invited!" Jo exclaimed, waving her arms around as Leah admitted that that lecture sounded boring.

"Don't you get what's going on?" Jo glanced over everyone as Shane explained the ER was getting closed and the hospital was being streamlined.

"They're gonna fire us. Why bother teaching us new protocols if we're going to be gone anyway-"

"Nurses are stockpiling! The end is coming!" Jo exclaimed, leaving you to immediately pick up the tablet next to you to go over patient notes.

///

"You're right, if she's planning for the future-"

"Maybe have cameras that don't follow you around the hospital and make you look like you're talking to yourself." You interrupted, walking over to sit next to Jo.

"Your sixth sense bothering you?"

"I'm bothered by all the eyes watching us, waiting to strike, like a snake going after its prey." You retorted, freezing as you heard Doctor Torres laughing.

"You'll get used to that feeling eventually, but, the future, kids? It's completely out of your control." Doctor Torres laughed, pouring the cold cup of coffee on the floor before crushing the paper cup.

"I'm needed in the skills lab, apparently there's a hernia repair workshop or something." You replied, nudging Jo in the ribs gently before getting up.

"Nooo, I feel like I haven't seen you all day."

"Because you haven't." You deadpanned, trying not to chuckle at Jo's whining as you headed back inside.

///

You were laying on the couch wrapped in a blanket when Jo walked into the apartment.

"Did you already have dinner?"

Your eyes followed Jo as she trailed to the kitchen, waiting for your reponse.

"There's leftovers in the freezer."

You could hear the rustling of the freezer drawer before Jo managed to get the microwave to work. Her eyes on you had shivers running up your spine but you pretended everything was fine.

You'd zoned out long ago, long enough that you had no idea what the documentry you were watching was even talking about anymore.

"Not watching Adventure Time?"

"I usually watch that with you." You replied, turning your head to look over the couch at Jo eating leftover lasagne.

"I thought you'd be at Karev's again." You admitted, pulling a corner of the blanket closer to you as you heard the tap running.

"Aw, did you miss me?" Jo teased, raising an eyebrow whilst you just turned to face the tv again.

"You're a dork." You shouted from your spot on the couch.

"Takes one to know one." Jo countered, climbing over the couch to lay with you, "move over, your knee is in my stomach." Jo nudged you over, letting out a gasp as half your body almost rolled off the couch in your shuffling.

///

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