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Henry Hill, Tommy DeVito & Jimmy Conway with a Southern S/O Headcanons
Word Count: 986
Status: Requested!
Ask: Hi!! Idk if you still write for Goodfellas, but can I have some Hc’s for Jimmy, Tommy, and Henry with an s/o who’s southern and is kinda embarrassed about it. Like whenever they’re with friends they won’t talk much because of their accent (I hope this makes sense😭😭)
@: an adorable Nonny
A/N: Nonny! How did you know I live in South Carolina?!
Fandom: Goodfellas 1990
Relationship(s): Henry Hill x Reader, Tommy DeVito x Reader, James “Jimmy” Conway x Reader
Summary: Headcanons that star a shy Southern Reader and how Henry Hill, Tommy DeVito, and Jimmy Conway react to them.
Warnings: fluffy, some violence (it’s Goodfellas), strong language (again, it’s Goodfellas)
{Gifs are not mine, credits go to @a-scribes-words, @versatilealienlady and @fangirl-imagines}
{My babies}
Henry Hill:
Henry idolizes your voice.
This was one of the first things that had caught Henry’s attention when he met you
He had seen you from across the bar of the most richest mobsters, your friend’s arm slung around your shoulders and stringing you along, trying to catch them a gangster
He heard your voice above the normal Brooklyn chatter, very smooth and reminded him of whiskey, horses, and warm sunshine
He smirked at you, watching as you mostly kept your gaze to the floor and only spoke when directly spoken to. He could tell there was something behind the silence and he wanted to know more.
So, he did as any guy his age would do with an inflated ego, and he called both you and your friend to the table
Once you guys were together, he always kept you tucked at his side, arm slung around you to calm and ease your nerves
He always chided anyone who made a comment on your accent and always poked and prodded you to make your opinion known at the table
Many times, more than you could count, he would smirk brightly as he watched you and Tommy go back and forth with your banter, your caution to the wind as you partied in the moment just as he had wanted you to
He’s very comforting and aware of your embarrassment, but convinces you that there is nothing to be embarrassed about
Your voice is music to his ease and a calming difference compared to the loud, noisy, and ignorant New Yorkers
He loves your mannerisms and the way you take extra care
You can read a room and lighten one if need be, but your always a calming force that can part the waves of the men around you, even if you either don’t take notice or realize
He thinks your voice is power (especially when he brings you into the business).
You’re his Apple or Apple of His Eye or call you variations of apples
Tommy DeVito:
Tommy adores your voice.
His mother loves you - let’s start there
Tommy is hectic and crazy, but your voice is that calming reminder to take things slower and take a step back, not everything has to be fought for
He met you at a cafe, talking to one of your colleagues over breakfast. He was coming in after a hangover and dead night, having not struck a match with any women or bringing them home as he’d hoped.
When you two got to talking, he was not-so-smooth and blunt about his immediate fondness for you and your voice in particular
He didn’t waste time after he met you, always calling, always inviting you places, and wanting to buy you the world
Your voice was one of the greater things he enjoyed and adored about you
He loved the way you would yell at people as he got you to be more open, a stark contrast from New Yorkers
He loved the way you differentiated words. With New Yorkers, their accent is more pronounced and accentuate every syllable, with your Southern accent tended to leave some letters or vowels out
Your relationship is not easy, which is why you always tend to go to his mother for some support
When you fight, and you will, most arguments tend to end in laughter as he would get confused as to what you said or how you said it, a deep look of confusion passing over his face with loud silence before breaking into hysterical laughter
Your voice is a calming wind that settles a long, hot summer night, and he never forgets to apologise and make everything right
You are his one and only, and he makes sure to never forget that
You’re his Junebug, and he loves you more than anyone or anything
James “Jimmy” Conway:
Jimmy is entranced by your voice.
Jimmy is old-fashioned, and with his usual chivalry, it fit right in with your customs
He met you at the library. He was getting the novel, “Iron War,” to settle his nerves and to take some notes on how to overcome the problems arising in the gang, you were looking at “Pride and Prejudice” to read for fun
He not-so-subtly inched closer to you in chairs before you were right across from each other at a table, and hit it off from there
One thing you both enjoyed was the comfortable silence you guys could have while not having any ill-intentions, anger, or hatred for each other. You could sit across the house facing each other, doing your own things and you would both be content
He takes you dancing a lot, just to listen to jazz and combine as one, and he loved to hear your voice sing the soft melodies
You were intoxicating
You guys molded perfectly together from the start and it only maid sense that he’d find himself a southerner
Your voice is like silk to him, and he just couldn’t stop until he had you
he adores your voice and the way you go about things (thanks to the southern lifestyle)
You’re both respectful and blunt, except yours is more like an indirect insult and his is just salt-on-a-wound-blunt
He tells you time and time again to not be afraid and embarrassed with your voice because it is just as powerful and unique as the next person
He makes you feel comfortable and encourages you to speak your mind, bring you out of your shell
Your voice is a turn-on, especially in arguments
Your a drug to him. Just hearing your voice makes him seek you out from across the room and have him running just to be up close and hear you
Whether your voice is more high-pitched or deep, it’s gorgeous. Just like you, his Sunflower
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Being in a Relationship with Tommy Devito Would Include...
Tommy is a very passionate man, both good and bad, so any relationship with Tommy would have that same energy.
He’d be so proud to have you be his girl! He’d constantly be bragging about you and how pretty/funny/smart/etc. he thinks you are.
It’s to the point where it makes Henry and Jimmy roll their eyes whenever Tommy starts in about it.
“What? Whats the matta’ with you? I can’t talk about my girl?” He’d get defensive about it.
Henry and Jimmy would love you too though, always (half) jokingly asking how in the hell Tommy got a girl like you.
Double dates with Henry and Karen and Jimmy and his wife would be pretty common, the four or six of you going out for dinner or to a show all the time.
Karen and Jimmy’s wife would become friends with you really quickly along with the other mob wives.
You’d be invited to all of their parties and get togethers, it’d be like being part of a little club.
Tommy’d love showing you off and walking into a room with you on his arm but God help any man who looks at you too long.
Tommy is definitely the jealous type and it wouldn’t take much for him to lose it on someone.
You’d have to smooth a lot of ruffled feathers but somehow you can always get Tommy calmed down in just a few minutes.
Henry thinks it’s like a magic trick, he can’t understand how you can have such an affect on Tommy so soon.
Tommy enjoys the calmness he gets to feel when the two of you are together where he doesn’t have to prove anything and can just relax by your side.
He never thought he’d be able to enjoy spending a night in watching TV so much as he does when he’s with you.
If you cooked for him it would truly be the key to his heart. He’s pretty old fashioned so he loves when his girl cooks for him.
Especially if you try to make one of his mother’s recipes.
His mother would adore you! She’d be so happy her son finally settled down with a nice girl and is even more happy when she meets you and sees how nice you actually are.
She invites the two of you over to dinner every Sunday night and Tommy never seems happier than on those nights when he’s getting to be home having dinner with his two favorite ladies.
Being Tommy’s girl also comes with a few perks of it’s own. People sometimes offer to carry your groceries home for you, you get waited on first by shop owners, and in general you’re always treated with respect and favor by people that really want to be on Tommy’s good side.
Messing with you would be a quick way to get on Tommy’s bad side though. He is really protective of you and if he found out someone was giving you trouble it would end very painfully for them.
Tommy has a short temper and can be quick to pick fights and that includes with you sometimes if he’s already in a bad mood.
Your fights would intense but Tommy would never dream of actually hurting you no matter how angry he got.
One of you’d storm out and he’d quickly be coming back to you, itching to make up. He could never stay mad when it came to you.
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Valentine’s Day with the Goodfellas
Original Request: @anon Hi! May I please request Valentine’s Day with the goodfellas boys :)) (tommy, Jimmy, and Henry) :)) thank you so much if you do them!!❤️❤️
ABSOLUTELY! I am so excited to spread the Valentine’s Love with these ABSOLUTE BOYS. I referred to Goodfellas to the Mob Wives™ as DILF Central so we rocking with DILF CENTRAL. Enjoy!
Warnings: None! All ages welcome, enjoy!
Jimmy Conway
• Changes his entire schedule to make sure he has the entire day with you, and if anyone tries to stop him? Mmmm yeah it’s not gonna be pretty! This whole town practically bows for the most powerful couple (that’s you!), so you probably won’t face any backlash in the first place.
• Being the, ahem, sugar daddy that Jimmy Conway is, expect to be spoiled rotten on Valentine’s Day. But let’s be honest you’re always spoiled rotten everyday ;)
• Diamonds, pearls, fur coats, new clothes, you name it, he’ll get it. Has no concept of money, and throws it around like it grows on trees. I mean it basically does for people like Jimmy. He knows you don’t need these fancy accessories it to look beautiful, but god he would be a liar if doesn’t say it highlights your already perfect features.
• Will also use said money to reserve an entire restaurant and club for the two of you. A private dinner and dance hall, with a live band too. He’s got connections, he’s got the money, he’s got the power, he’s got you. Of course he’ll have to make some form of grand gesture on Valentine’s Day.
• Makes sure he has a ton of wine / champagne on standby too. Jimmy will feed you chocolate covered strawberries for dessert. You start to see his eyes glaze over in lust, but he’ll control himself till later.
• He’ll also have a special surprise for you. The gifts, the money, the private night out, it’s nice enough. But Jimmy works super hard to create a more personalized gift for you.
• During the past year, he’s been secretly writing love letters to you, and storing them in a locked cabinet. Every time he felt unwavering, passionate love for you, he just would let his emotions go wild and write down everything on his mind.
• He’s not always the best at speaking his true feelings, and often tries to maintain his tough as nails approach on life. So he uses these notes as an outlet, and also as a reminder to you how much you are loved if you ever doubt it.
• He’ll also make crude little doodles in the margins of his letters as well. They aren’t very good, because Jimmy has the artistic talent of someone who just picked up a crayon for the first time. But they are endearing. And so, unequivocally Jimmy.
• Bonus: Not related in any way, but I think Jimmy would be the type to give you kisses on your forehead. Idk it seems like a little extra protective measure ;; and an unwritten promise that he’ll always return home to you safe at the end of the day.
Tommy Devito
• It’s you, you’re the nice girl
• “Hey! HEY!” Early in the morning, you’d hear a tapping on your window, something that sounds like small “plinks!” against the windowpane. You rub your sleepy eyes, wondering who is possibly causing such a commotion at this hour.
• “HEY, (Y/N)! (Y/NNNNNNN!) It’s me, Tommy!” You hear the shrill voice of your boyfriend yelling outside. He’s a loudmouth, so there is no way the entire neighborhood isn’t awake at this point. “Get ya fine ass out of bed and look out the window! I got a surprise for you, dollface!”
• You throw open the window, hanging your torso out. Below you, Tommy, stands there in his finest suit, with a bouquet of 20 gorgeous red roses.
• Jimmy and Henry stand behind him, holding up a giant banner that says “Happy Valentine’s Day, (Y/N)! Love, Tommy.” They have stupid headbands with little heart boppers on too. You giggle at their unamused expressions, and wonder how much Tommy paid them for their services. Or how much he threatened them.
• “You did all this for me?” You call down to Tommy below. You’re so touched at his grand display of affection, tears almost start welling up in your eyes. It always makes you so happy how unapologetic his love is towards you, how happy he is to show you off. How he’s proud to have you around his closest friends.
• “C’mon, jump! I’ll catch ya!” He holds his arms up, trying to coax you down.
• “NO, TOMMY,” with his generally reckless behavior, you ponder if he was being serious or just goofing around with you. “Give me a minute, I’ll be right out!”
• You run outside, immediately into the arms of your lover. He smiles, picking you up and swinging you around in a giant bear hug. He plants a firm, breathtaking kiss to your lips. You swear you were living in a movie right now.
Henry Hill
• Oh boy...I kinda hate him WHWHWHWH
• Let’s be honest, he’s probably so coked out of his mind that he forgets about Valentine’s Day. SORRY I’M BEING MEAN.
• Will wake you up with a surprise breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes and coffee. Growing up in an Italian family, he knows how to cook really well. In your relationship, he’s often the one in charge of cooking dinner. He also knows how much of a sweet tooth you have, so he allows you to indulge in it with him.
• Like Jimmy, he loves to flex his money on you. However while Jimmy’s is more of a sugar daddy type deal, Henry’s is for his own pleasure. It shows how far he’s come as a mobster, and gives him a sense of pride. Expect some lavish and expensive gifts.
• It’s a day just for the two of you. No hits, no violence, none of the goodfellas interrupting you, none of that. It’s just you, and him. Oh and the copious amount of booze he purchased. He’ll convince you to get drunk with him.
• He’s also on his best behavior, no arguments. Not on Valentine’s Day, save it for later.
• Ok but speaking of behalf of the rest of the goodfellas, Tommy and Jimmy will always keep an eye on Henry throughout the duration of your relationship. And if he ever dares to hurt you? It’s on sight, he’s gonna fucking pay. You’re such a sweet girl, and they’re awfully protective over you.
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AYYYYY YOOOOO IM SUPER EXCITED THAT YOU MADE A WRITING BLOG!!!<3<3 but anyway may I request Tommy Devito dating headcanons?❤️❤️Please and thank you!!<3
Dating Tommy Devito headcanons~
• ok so literally never a dull moment with this man
• Always trying to make you laugh or do something excited
• He also never shuts up about you
• Jimmy has literally begged you to try to get him shut u p
• Despite being so extroverted, he’s surprisingly easy to make blush
• Compliment this man once and he is tomato
• Also is definitely s u p e r sweet on your parents
• There is basically no way they can disapprove of him considering how polite he is to them
• Most of your dates are filled with cheesy flirting and bad (but still funny) jokes
• Speaking of dates, he probably takes you to see movies, where he will not and can not shut up
• Also cuddling? Cuddling
• He attaches himself to you like a Koala
• You’re decently sure he forgot your name because of all the pet names he uses
• Also a ridiculous amount of PDA
• Also will cook you anything you’d like and will get super happy when you compliment it
• All in all, hes 10/10 boyfriend who would literally do anything for you
(AAAAA thanks for the first request and pls let me know if you’d like me to redo it!)
#aAAA THANK YOU FOR THE FIRST REQUEST#this probably sucks lol#goodfellas x reader#goodfellas headcanons#tommy Devito headcanons#tommy Devito x reader
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Too Good To Be True - Tommy Devito x Reader [Smut]
Synopsis: Much to his annoyance, you teach your boyfriend the art of delayed gratification.
Notes: Requested by anon! Hope you like it, this has been a long time coming.
First gif belongs to vicious-thrash.
Tommy’s car radio plays softly as he pulls up in front of your house.
You’re just too good to be true
Can’t take my eyes off of you
“It was a good night, baby,” he says, killing the gas. You smile.
“It was, wasn’t it?”
“I had fun. Lot of fun.” His eyes shift to you, then descend. “You know what would make it even better?”
“What?” His hand falls from the steering wheel to your knee, and starts to feel up a little higher. He does this every time; there’s no sense of mystery or allure in your flirtation anymore. “Baby, not tonight.”
“What?” he moans, “Baby—baby aw, listen—”
“Tommy, I’m tired. I gotta headache, alright?”
“A headache? Probably all the booze you drank back there.”
“Let me sleep it off, will you?”
“You at least got a kiss me? For your boyfriend?” You lean over to kiss him. He watches you leave out the window, whistling at your skirt riding up .
“Hey! Thursday night, the Pink Flamingo?!”
“I’ll call you.”
“I’m buyin’ of course!”
“Goodnight, Tommy!” His eyes narrow as he gets the engine running, and as he pulls away, Franki Valli continues to croon.
I love you, baby
And if it’s quite alright, I need you baby—
“Ah, shut up,” Tommy growls, and smacks his radio silent.
---
“And then she said—get this fellas—she said she had a headache.”
“Ooh,” Jimmy cringes. “Mmhm. The headache line.”
“What do you mean?” Henry frowns. “Karen tells me that all the time.”
“You poor bastard. I’m sure she does, I’m sure you get fed that shit all the time,” Jimmy smirks, rustling his shoulder. Tommy sighs as he tips back another shot.
“I just don’t understand it. It was going so well, too. Women don’t do that shit to me. They just don’t!”
“Yeah, cause they’re fuckin’ scared you’ll whack ‘em!” Henry laughs.
“I’d never kill a girl,” Tommy retorts, “Especially not (y/n). She’s my one, you know? Maybe she really was tired, I dunno...”
“Nah, nah nah,” Jimmy shakes his head. “Something’s fishy. There’s gotta be something going on here. Women start losing interest in sex, there’s something that needs to be addressed.”
“I mean, was she really losing interest? She was goin’ down on me like there was no fuckin’ tomorrow last week, I can’t imagine her flipping on me like this.”
“You never know with women,” Henry sighs, taking a sip of his whiskey. Jimmy jerks a thumb his way.
“Sage over here. Fuckin’ wise guy.”
Tommy bursts into laughter, and Henry goes red as he ordered more drinks. As the laughter dies down, Tommy shakes his head. “I don’t know. I don’t wanna lose her, but she seemed pretty pissed.”
“Were you pushing it on her?”
“Nah, of course not! I stopped when she said she was tired. I complained, but hey, my dick was hard, y’know?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s just the kind of thing I’ve come to expect.”
“Maybe that’s the problem.”
“What fuckin’ problem?”
“The monotony of it all.”
“The monotony of fucking me?”
“The same way, when she comes to expect it too, yeah. Variety is the spice of life,” Jimmy says, lighting up a cigarette. Tommy waves his hand.
“What am I supposed to do, offer to spank her? Geez, she’s always climbing me like a tree after I take her out.”
“A short tree,” Henry quips. Tommy slaps the drink out of the younger man’s hand, and slaps him in the face too.
“I’ll shoot your fucking kneecaps off so you can join me, how ‘bout that wise guy?”
“Ouch, fuck Tommy...” Henry laughs, “I’m just breakin’ your balls!”
“Hey. He’s just breaking your balls,” Jimmy says.
“Yeah, yeah. Fuck you both. Anyways. I don’t know what to do.”
“Give her a call, see what she says,” Jimmy tells him.
“What, do you think I’m fuckin’ stupid? She’s not gonna answer if she’s pissed.”
“Have you tried?” Henry asks.
Tommy crosses his arms.
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“I don’t know what you see in that guy,” your childhood best friend says. You and Joni had been sharing a house for a few years now, and though you loved her dearly, she had a tendency to stick her nose into your business.
“I love him,” you say simply. She rolls the paint roller you two are painting your living room with as she gets ready for the base coat. Hair tied up in a knotted bandana, you’re painting tiny details over the base coat, little purple flowers over the cream.
“I don’t know, (y/n). He runs with the wrong circle, I seen him before, you know he—”
“I’m well aware of what he does.”
“You wanna be one of those wives?” She makes a face. “All pearls, diamond necklaces and tight dresses while their men go out and shoot each other?”
“So what if I do?” you ask playfully, dipping the paintbrush again. Joni just puts up her hands, smiling.
“No skin off my nose! I just worry about you, is all.”
“And I worry about you,” you tease, “You’re dating a banker who has sex on a schedule. What could be more boring than that?” The two of you burst into giggles, and you start to think of Tommy. It hadn’t been ideal, leaving the last date on the note you had, but you wanted Tommy to learn a lesson. Sometimes, it was more fun to wait.
Your rotary phone rings.
“I’ll get it,” you say, setting your paintbrush down and wiping your hands. Lifting up the receiver, you see who it is. “Hello?”
“Baby, it’s me.” You smile. You knew he’d call.
“Hey Tommy,” you say, twirling the chord. Your friend makes a face.
“You’re probably his one phone call from jail,” she hisses.
“What’s that frump saying about me now?”
“Hm? Oh, she just says hi.” You grin.
“Listen, (y/n). I, uhh... just wanted to check up on you after the other night. I hope I didn’t upset you. You’re my girl, you know.”
You keep the charade going-- he’d thank you eventually. “Oh, I know, Tommy. Things are fine. I’m just...”
“...What?”
“Oh, it’s nothing.”
“Nah, wanna discuss it over drinks? Milkshakes even. Hm? Lemme buy you a cute little milkshake, alright?”
“I’m painting the house,” you tell him. “Sorry, baby.”
“Aww...” He’s quiet for a minute. “You sure everything’s okay?”
“Yeah, Tommy. I gotta go, okay?”
He sighs. “Yeah. Sure.”
“Love you.”
“Sure. Love you too.”
---
Back in the bar, Tommy feels like hitting his head against the wall.
“I just don’t know what to do! I don’t know what I did wrong! She’s talkin’ to me all weird, I can’t understand it. Maybe it’s another guy. If it’s another guy, I’ll shatter his skull.”
“It’s not another guy,” Henry mutters.
“How the fuck do you know?”
“Cause (y/n) is loyal to a fault! The way she looks at you? That’s not a woman who throws her pussy around when you’re not looking. She adores you, Tommy.”
“A keeper,” Jimmy nods. Tommy sighs, taking some comfort in this.
“Yeah.”
“Flowers,” Jimmy suggests.
“Flowers?”
“Yeah. Go to her house, tell her you’re sorry, and give her some nice-smelling flowers. She’ll be in your pants in minutes.”
“Yeah...” Tommy nods, “Yeah, alright.”
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Sherry baby
(Sherry baby)
Sherry, can you come out tonight?
(Come, come, come out tonight)
The doorbell goes. You look up from your book, turn your small radio down, and frown. Was Joni home from a night on the town this early? Sighing, you bookmark your page. It had been nice to have the house to yourself while it lasted. It was an opportunity to walk around the place half naked in the little lilac nightgown Tommy had bought you. That got you imagining what it’ll be like one day to live with Tommy, in some mansion somewhere. Joni complained about the danger of it all, but you’re sure she wouldn’t turn down a life of spontaneity like that if she had the choice.
You grin to yourself as you put on a housecoat, and walk over to the door. You open it.
“Tommy,” you say. It’s a little surprising to see your love standing there like this on your porch at 10 pm.
“Hey, baby.” He gives you a lopsided smile, and hands you some flowers. You blush, and let him in.
“Aw, look! They match the painting I’ve done on the walls. You’re sweet, you shouldn’t have.” You set them on the table, making a mental note to get a vase later.
“Nah, nah. You deserve ‘em. I wanted you to know how special you are to me... how much I don’t wanna lose you.”
You bite your lip. “Yeah?” You let one shoulder of the housecoat slide down your arm. His eyes gravitate down.
“What’ve you got on under there, baby?” He starts to smile, that lascivious grin. “Huh? What’s that?”
“Look familiar? Recognize it?” you tease, letting the rest of the housecoat drop. He shakes his head, whistling.
“Oh. God, (y/n), what you do to me.”
“Tell me?”
“Well, I—” He hesitates, looking around. “Wait. Hold the fuck on. Just, just wait. What the fuck is this?” You pout.
“What?”
“You haven’t gone out with me in a week, you act like there’s somethin’ wrong between us, and when I show up one night unannounced, you just drop your panties for me?”
“Made you want me, didn’t it?” you breathe, ghosting your lips up his neck. He scoffs, shaking his head.
“Fucking tease. I chose a real she-devil.” He moans softly as your hand comes up to cup him through his pants, and he reaches back to lock the front door.
“Joni doesn’t have a key...” you whisper.
“Good,” he groans, and takes you over to the couch. He lays you down on top of it, starts to slide the straps of your nightgown down. “Look at my pretty girl... real pretty. You know how much I love seein’ you like this?”
“Tell me,” you moan, opening your legs to him. He gets overtop of you.
“Love it a whole lot. I think about it all the time.”
“Yeah?” you ask, bringing his hand to your feel your panties, “You think about this pussy?”
“Fuck, baby,” he growls, and you can see him shift gears from the sweet man waiting at your doorstep with flowers to his real personality—salacious and dangerous. “I’m gonna fuck you so good, you’re gonna feel it next week. So fucking beautiful.”
“Tell me again, Tommy...”
“You’re so beautiful, fuck, you’re mine. Wanna be inside you.”
“Do it,” you gasp, and you shimmy his pants down. A gun falls out onto the floor.
“Oops.”
“Jesus Christ, Tommy!”
“I said ‘oops’! What do you want from me, it goes where I go.”
“It’s okay,” you say, biting your lip. “It turns me on.” He starts to grin as he sits back on his heels.
“Yeah?”
“Mhmm.” He moves your panties aside to see. You stop him, thinking of something. “Condoms?”
He groans. “Aw. Seriously? Really, this late in the game?”
“We don’t want kids.”
“I wouldn’t mind one or two running around. Get a babysitter, you know, while we go throwing cash around town, the meanest couple this side of Brooklyn, nobody’d fuck with us baby, and we’d raise a couple of real gems—”
“I still have a lot more partying to do before any of that happens,” you say, and order him off of you. “Go find them, they’re in the bedroom.” Tommy mutters to himself, cursing the whole way there and back, but does as he’s told. When he comes back out of the bedroom, he sees your fingers rubbing slow circles around your clit. Licking his lips, he gets back overtop of you, and you help him fit the condom on.
“I need you,” you moan, and he buries himself inside you, groaning as you take every inch. He grunts, picking up his pace to a rough pound as he takes what he needs.
“You’re so good... so fucking perfect, baby,” he growls, and reaches up to slowly massage your breasts as he fucks you. As he rocks his hips in and out, you arch your back, grinding up into his thrusts.
“You know what my friend would do if she knew we were fucking on this couch? This is her grandma’s antique couch.”
“Fuck the couch, and fuck her grandma,” Tommy breathes. You laugh, cutting off into a moan as he hits that perfect spot inside of you.
“Oh god, don’t stop,” you whisper.
“Yeah,” he grunts, “Yeah, yeah. That’s fucking right. That’s what I’m talking about. You love taking that, don’t you?”
“Yeah—”
“Say my name. Come on, say it.”
“Tommy... Tommy, Tommy...” Your orgasm begins to build.
“Say it,” he leans down to mark your neck, “ Who’s fucking you good?”
“You are, oh god Tommy, I’m—” He groans, and you feel his body tense up on top of you. The feeling of him pounding you through his climax pushes you over the edge as well, and you both thrust and grind together until the bliss wanes.
“Did I mention I love you?” Tommy murmurs, from where his face is buried in your chest. You gently remove his hand from between your legs. You lift his face up, and kiss him messily.
“You could keep saying it all night and I wouldn’t mind. Felt good to wait, didn’t it?”
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You sit at the bar with Tommy, necking. You’ve got a new necklace on, one he’s been eyeing for you for a while.
“(y/n),” Jimmy says, and Henry gives you a hug as they take stools beside you two.
“Where you two been?” Tommy asks, wiping the lipstick off his face and ordering a round of drinks.
“Out taking care of a job,” Jimmy says, popping the button on his jacket and looking around.
“Without me?” Tommy asks, opening his arms.
“You were busy,” Henry shrugs, smirking at you. You smile, rubbing a hand over your boyfriend’s shoulder and down his chest.
“I’d say we both were.”
“Oh, did you like the flowers?” Jimmy asks, smiling. He touches his chest. “My idea.”
Tommy’s face scrunches up, and Henry has to hold him back so he doesn’t kill his best friend. While your boyfriend is doing what he does best—starting fights-- Henry lets him go and turns to you conspiratorially.
“So uh, (y/n), babe... what does it really mean when a lady says she’s got a headache?”
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Love is Strange
CW: daddy kink, rough sex, non-consentual touching, violence
This is a little Goodfellas Tommy DeVito smutty fanfic
If anyone reads this I hope you enjoy!
You met Tommy at an art show of yours. He was walking by on his way home from a job when he saw you through the glass windows of the gallery schmoozing with critics, and he just couldn’t stop himself from introducing himself.
“This your work?” He asks, lighting a cigarette and considering your paintings.
“Yeah, you like?” You ask and smile, letting your eyes roam up and down his body. He looks back over to you.
“The colours, they’re...” he pauses to think and you laugh lightly.
“I can see you’re slightly out of your element here. You some kinda wise guy?” You ask and pull a cigarette out, placing it between your lips and leaning over to him for him to light it. He does just that.
“Wise guy?” He scoffs, playing it naive. You shake your head playfully, your smile never wavering.
“You know Tony (Y/L/N)?” You ask him and his eyebrows rise.
“Yeah, course I know Tony (Y/L/N). Good guy. Gone too soon.”
“My name’s (Y/N). I’m his daughter.” You tell him and he smiles wickedly.
“You’re Tony’s daughter?” He asks and you nod.
“Well fuck me, I guess you got your looks from your mother.” He huffs, looking you up and down.
“Well you obviously never met my mother, wise guy.” You nudge his arm with yours and look around the room, observing the people who have come to look at your art.
“Name’s Tommy, Tommy DeVito.”
“Nice to meet you Tommy Tommy DeVito. You wanna take me out for drinks or a meal or something?”
“When?” He asks, a little taken aback by your upfrontness even though your demeanour was more submissive than domineering.
“Now would be good.”
“Don’t you wanna stay here? It is your show ain’t it?”
“The gallery will tell me if anyone buys anything. I’ve had enough of critics and collectors telling me how much they love my work to my face and then tearing it down behind my back.”
“Tell me who’s been doing that and I’ll beat ‘em up nice for you.”
“Black and blue. My favourite colour combo.” He takes your arm and walks out of the gallery with you, opening the car door for you before you slide in. He takes you to some dive bar down the street that has a queue out the front, but you and Tommy get inside immediately. The dim lighting and lack of art critics in the place are enough for you to fall I love with the place. Someone buys Tommy a bottle of red wine as soon as you sit down and immediately you know you and Tommy are gonna get along just fine. You stay at the bar talking and drinking and smoking with Tommy until the early hours of the morning, at which point he drives you home, expecting you to invite him in when he pulls up outside your apartment building.
“Put your arm out.” You tell him and rummage around in your bag. He looks skeptical but does as you say. You pull a pen out of your bag and then pull his sleeve up, writing your number on his arm.
“Call me later. I’ll be waiting Tommy Tommy DeVito.” You press two of your fingers to your lips and then press them to his cheek. You walk away to your apartment, letting your hips sway and leaving Tommy with a hard on. He goes straight to Henry’s diner to tell his friends about you.
“She’s a fucking bombshell I tell you. Dynamite. In that dress she was wearing with those red lips. I’m getting hard just thinking about her.”
“But she didn’t fuck you? You don’t go for that.” Henry comments and Tommy scoffs at him.
“Not in a one nighter, (Y/N) is wife material.”
“An artist isn’t exactly traditional for a gangsters wife.” Henry says.
“Neither is being the daughter of a made gangster.” Jimmy chimes in.
“Yeah well her dad is dead, what’s he gonna do get out of his grave and beat my ass? I don’t fucking think so. She knows the business. What’s not perfect about that? Picked me for a gangster right away.”
“Who’d you say her dad was?” Jimmy asks.
“Old Tony (Y/L/N).”
“Fuck me. He was a big time. You better watch out for this (Y/N). Something tells me she’s gonna be busting your balls.”
“Busting my balls? I ain’t never heard anything so stupid!” Tommy laughs but deep down he knew you would bust his balls, and you would be much more difficult to keep happy than the usual wives. A month past and during that month you and Tommy saw each other practically every day. You were almost inseparable, but still, and to Tommy’s annoyance, no sex. You two kissed, and kissed a lot, and you let him feel you up on many occasions, which you knew left him rock hard, but you wanted to be sure you were able to keep him around without the sex. You were looking for husband material after all. He’d come visit you at the studio he rented out for you and watch you paint in his spare time, and take you out for dinner or drinks at least three times a week, but still you hadn’t met any of his friends. He wanted to make sure you wouldn’t embarrass him by pushing him around in front of his friends and colleagues, and he wanted to make sure he wouldn’t embarrass himself by bringing some fancy artist type in to meet his friends and colleagues, talking about how you were his girl, his future wife. Today thought, when Tommy rang you at your studio to say hello you were determined to meet them. I mean you’d already met his mother for god sakes, but not his friends? A little ball busting never hurt nobody.
“What are you doing today Tommy?” You ask and twirl the cord to your phone around your finger.
“Just attending to some business baby.”
“You at that restaurant you always hang at?”
“Why do you wanna know?” He asks sceptically.
“No reason baby, no reason at all.” You try to play it off.
“I’ll talk to you later baby, okay? Stay safe for me. Don’t kill nobody who don’t need to be killed.”
“Okay baby, okay. I’ll talk to you later you sexy bitch.” He whispers into the phone.
You laugh and hang up the phone, biting your bottom lip, heat rising in your stomach. Even if you didn’t want to meet his friends so bad you desperately needed to see Tommy. Maybe today was the day you finally give Tommy what he had been so desperately waiting for. You pack up your brushes and try to wipe the paint off of your clothes and hands before getting changed and fixing yourself up. You grab your bag and a container of almond cookies you baked earlier, and head out the door, walking briskly toward a deli down the road from your studio, ordering four subs. Once you had the food you begin to walk toward Henry’s restaurant. You saunter in, donning your curve hugging denim jumpsuit.
“Hey baby.” You say and all three men turn around. All of their eyes almost pop out of their skulls.
“Well don’t get up, let me bring your lunch to you. I know we’re in a restaurant but I figured your cook could use a break.” You walk to the bar where they are seated and put the food and cookies in front of all of them.
“You’re (Y/N)?” Henry asks and looks you up and down before Tommy punches him in the arm.
“What are you doing here baby?” Tommy asks.
“I just wanted to see you, and I wanted to meet your friends. Don’t mind me, I know what goes on here. If you want me to go I can just drop the food off and get back to my art.” You offer to leave and Tommy shakes his head immediately.
“Get over here. You’re not going anywhere.” He entends his hand and you take it, walking around the bar and sitting in his lap. He lays a sloppy passionate kiss on your lips, taking your chin firmly in his hand. You kiss back and moan against his lips, and immediately he can tell you’re more in the mood than he had ever seen you.
“Eat up boys, if you’re hungry.” You say, not breaking eye contact with Tommy.
“Hold your horses baby, let me introduce you to my boys. This here is Jimmy Conway” he explains and you shake Jimmy’s hand with a smile. Handsome guy, you think, but not handsome enough to takw you away from Tommy.
“And this is Henry Hill, a real wise guy.” You shake his hand as well and then lay another kiss on Tommy’s lips before you get up and serve the three men, then yourself. You lean onto the counter as you eat your lunch, and watch the three men eat theirs, letting your cleavage show. As you’re all eating and talking and laughing, and Tommy is eyeing you greedily, some other wise guys come into Henry’s establishment, laughing and carrying on obnoxiously. As they see you wrap your mouth around your sandwich, bent over, cleavage showing, one of them decides to come around to your side of the bar, standing behind you and feeling you up. Tommy immediately jumps up, scrambling onto the bar and jumping on the man, wrapping his hands around his neck before he starts to punch him, and punch him hard. You’re shocked but Jimmy and Henry just look on, amused.
“Baby! Tommy! Stop stop!” You practically beg and try to pull him off of the man.
“He’s not worth the time and effort it would take to chop him up and dig a hole.” Somehow this convinces him to stop, and he breathes heavily as he stands over the man and looks back over to you. You move forward and punch the man once in the face as hard as you can, knocking him out but not killing him.
“You okay baby?” Tommy asks you, finally standing up straight, fixing his suit jacket and putting your face in his hands.
“I’m fine Tommy. Jesus your hand!” You say as you notice his bloody knuckle.
“Don’t worry ‘bout it (Y/N). Just come sit on daddy’s lap.” He moves back over to his seat and you do as he says, sitting on his lap and snuggling into his chest as he wraps his arms around you. The guys friends drag him out of the joint and the four of you are left alone again.
“I ain’t never letting anyone hurt you. I ain’t even letting anyone get close.” He tells you, still with anger in his voice, glaring at the guy being dragged out. You nod to him, knowing he really means it. Henry and Jimmy are shocked that you could stop Tommy from killing him, and impressed. They see that you two might be a good match for one another after all.
“I love you Tommy.” You whisper into his ear and place a soft kiss on his cheek. It’s the first time you’ve told him you love him since you met a month ago. Tommy smiles.
“I love you too baby girl, and don’t you ever forget it.” He pulls you closer and you sigh into him, closing your eyes. You could stay like this forever, wrapped up in Tommy’s strong safe arms. Later he invited you to a poker game he is having with the boys and some other guys later that night.
“You want me to play?” You ask confused.
“Nah, just sit on my lap and give me little smutty kisses. Make all the other boys jealous.” He says and you laugh softly as you bite your bottom lip.
“That’s kind of a relief, I don’t know how to play poker anyway!” You say and Tommy laughs at you.
“Your father didn’t teach you?” He asks curiously.
“Poker seemed like his thing back in the day.”
“Well I was only ten when he died. Did you know him?”
“I saw him around, was introduced to him once or twice, but I didn’t really know him.”
You nod and sigh, pushing some pieces of hair out of Tommy’s face.
“Dad would’ve hated us going together. He would have killed you before you could even touch me.”
“Well I guess I’m lucky he’s not around then.” He says and feels you up, letting his hands roam from your hips to your breasts.
“I guess we both are.” You pause and think.
“You have to promise me you’re not gonna get whacked. I can’t deal with that.”
“Baby I’m not going anywhere, okay? Before long I’ll be made and then no one will be able to fuck with me. Not even you.” He laughs and you laugh with him.
“I’ll always be able to fuck with you, you crazy motherfucker.” You crash your lips into his, leaving him flustered and hard when you pull away, and get up so that him and those other wise guys can start their game. You sit around the bar for a bit whilst the men play around a table. You talk to the servers and to the chefs, and eventually you get slightly bored. You watch Tommy play, and his competitive nature and aggression are turning you on to no end. You’re dripping wet. You take your vodka and coke and walk over to the duke box, putting on Love Is Strange.
‘How do you call your lover boy
Come here, lover boy
And if he doesn't answer
Oh lover boy
And if he still doesn't answer
I simply say’
You mouthe Sylvia’s parts as you saunter over to the table, swaying your hips and dancing. Immediately you have caught the attention of all the men in the diner. You walk to Tommy and straddle his lap, then sing along with the record to him.
“Baby, oh baby, my sweet baby, you're the one.” You pause and lean into his ear, biting it before whispering into it.
“Let me go down on you Tommy? Like right now? I’m desperate for you.” You breathe out a shuddering breath and his eyes widen. He pulls you off of him and gets up, gripping your upper arm.
“Aye, what the fuck are you doing?” Henry asks and Tommy gives him a stare that could practically kill.
“Just save me a spot in the next round, okay?”
“Where the fuck are you going?” Henry asks and Tommy scoffs.
“Save me a fucking spot or I’ll shoot the lot of ya!” He yells and takes you into the back room which is filled with fur coats and guns and cash. You immediately get down on your knees, undoing Tommy’s belt painfully slowly.
“It turns me on when you yell like that.” You tell him, mouth painfully close to his clothed appendage.
“I’m gonna enjoy this.” He tells you, and you unzip him, taking his cock out of his pants. He’s bigger than you expected. The weight of him makes you moan in anticipation. He grabs your hair on the back of your head and pulls you down onto his cock. You moan as you begin to suck, bobbing your head up and down and hollowing out your cheeks, getting faster and harder with each movement. He throws his head back, letting out breathy grunts. They turn you on real bad and you start to grind yourself against your heals, moaning against his big heavy cock. A minute passes and he notices how turned on you are.
“You wet for me you dirty bitch?” He asks and you nod around his cock. He pushes you off and you look up to him, catching your breath.
“You want daddy to fuck you hard?” He asks. You nod again.
“Get up and get naked. Now!” He yells and it makes you shudder, then moan in pleasure. You obey him, unzipping your jumpsuit to reveal you’re wearing no underwear underneath, not even a pair of panties.
“You little slut.” He comments and lifts you up so you’re seated on the edge of a rectangular table which is adjacent to two walls. He opens your legs wide and puts two fingers inside of you.
“You’re dripping wet for me. Good girl.” He whispers greedily as he watched your expression change. Eyebrows furrowed and biting your lip you moan loudly, paying no mind to the men sitting just outside the door. Give them a show, you think to yourself. Why not? You want to make them jealous of your relationship with Tommy. He takes his fingers out once he makes you a moaning mess, licking them clean before entering you with his cock. You practically scream at the feeling of his large member filling you up. He begins to thrust and you’re reduced to a mess of whimpers, moans and fucks.
“Agh, daddy... unnhhhhh fuck. Fuck me Tommy! AGH! Fuck I’m close daddy. Mmm... MMMh. Tommy! Tommy! I’m almost there.” You exclaim and he leans down, wrapping his hand around your neck and squeezing.
“Come for me you bitch!” He yells in your face and that sends both you and him over the edge. You scream out, breathing heavy and uneven. He grunts as he buries his load deep in your pulsing pussy. After a moment he pulls out, tucking his cock back into his pants and doing them and his belt back up. He’s red in the face and extremely satisfied. You close your legs and groan at the feeling of your cockles pussy, only left with the feeling of his hot cum in you. Just the thought of that makes you moan again.
“Mmm, thank you Tommy. That was...” you sigh contentedly and brush some hair out of your face. “Fucking amazing.” Tommy smiles a satisfied grin.
“Wish you’d let me fuck you sooner.” He says and you shake your head.
“It wouldn’t have been that good if I had... I’m gonna talk to Paulie about getting you made, he owes me.” You get up and put your jumpsuit back on. Tommy helps you fix your hair before you walk back out into the diner, your cheeks flushed both from the amazing sex you just had and from the embarrassment of knowing what the men heard. Jimmy smiles at you and Tommy as you walk out, the rest of them glare in jealousy. You smile to Tommy and you sit back on his lap as he sits down to play the next round of poker.
“Hey Spider! Get me and my girl a drink!”
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The Lesser of Two Evils
Jimmy Conway x Paulie's Daughter Reader
Just felt like writing for Jimmy... Also bc I like @yesbelladoesstuff 's man more than my own apparently 😂😝
TW: mentions of crime, mention of age gap, implied smut
Word Count: 3k
After four long years full of hard work and missing your family, college was finally over! You hadn't gone far for college, and you visited as possible, but the work load of college doesn't always allow for that. For Paulie, it was important that you get a degree, even if you didn't have a "real" job after college; he just knew you were too smart, and you knew it would make him so proud that his little girl finished college.
You moved home on a Thursday after finals and took Friday to just spend time with your dad and the rest of your immediate family, before the rest of your "family" came over for the big party on Saturday. This included Tommy, Henry, and Jimmy and all the various "uncles" your dad did business with. It was a closed circle of people.
You had been home for holidays and summers in between semesters, but towards the end of college, you really started to realize that you weren't in the loop like you used to be. Tommy had really grown into a well-respected mobster, and you respected that they may make him within the next few years. He was still hot headed as ever though. As for Henry, it seemed like he tried to hold off as long as he could, as he had always had a huge crush on you, and everyone, including Paulie, had placed bets on when you two would get together. But he had started going out with this girl named Karen. You had only met her a few times, but you had heard that she kept Henry on the straight and narrow. Good for her.
Jimmy hadn't had too much change in his life during your years at college, except that he had too younger mobsters to help him on his various jobs. He made a lot more money because of them! You never thought when you went to college that you would find yourself missing Jimmy as much as you did; of course, you had always been close with him just like you were with Tommy and Henry, but there was just something about him. He was always very cool, and his jokes were few and far between but hilarious when he told them. He had always been protective over you in a way the other two weren't, you guessed because he was older, but he also let you get away with stuff your dad would've had a heart attack over. Hell, Jimmy encouraged bad behavior.
And that's where you found yourself early Saturday afternoon: fighting off thoughts of Jimmy, and a little nervous to see him because of it.
The table is all set, covered in a black table cloth, with gold and silver decorations everywhere to celebrate your graduation. A few dishes full of your favorite foods are set out, and more will arrive as the family does.
As the family pours in, the table fills with dishes and becomes surrounded by people you've known practically your whole life. You are handed envelopes full of cash, each one thicker than the last. That's how you did presents in this business.
You wondered where the boys were... It's unusual that they didn't show up first.
After a while, Henry arrives with Karen and they greet you with the usual hugs and kisses on the cheek; you can tell Karen is still getting used to greeting people like this. "Glad you have you home, (Y/N)! Congrats!" Henry exclaims. Rather than money, they gift you with a beautiful set of jewelry. You knew Karen was good for Henry, and now you know she has good taste.
"Oooh, there she is!" Jimmy yells as he's coming in the door. Tommy and Jimmy show up right after Henry and Karen. They were likely all hanging out before coming over, but you had to wonder why they didn't just take the same car. Tommy hands you a stack of cash, like he was taught to do, giving you kisses on your cheeks and a sincere congrats for graduating. Before you can really finish up your conversation with Tommy, Jimmy is scooping you up into his arms and twirling you around playfully, earning a squeal from you. "Atta girl! We knew you could do it!" He lets you down gently and pulls you in for a proper hug. "Congratulations, (Y/N). You know everyone here is so proud of you."
As you move back into the dining room and living room to rejoin the party and visit with everyone, Jimmy's hand lingers on you: your shoulder blades, the small of your back, wrapped lightly around your hip. He had always been a bit handsy with you; it's just how you two were with one another, but today it's affecting you more than usual.
Jimmy is wrapped up in a conversation about something he's been bootlegging with one of the uncles, so you turn to him to say, "Hey Jimmy, in gonna go sit with my dad at the table, 'cause I think we're eating soon. I'll save you a seat next to me, if you want it."
"Okay, sweetie, I'll be there in a little while."
You walk away taking a deep breath to try and clear your mind. Had you always felt this way about Jimmy or had something changed?
You say next to your dad and leaned your head on his shoulder.
"Hey there, girlie! You enjoying the party? Everything okay?"
"Yeah I'm okay. It's good seeing everyone again, and knowing that I get to stay home for good this time."
Paulie puts his arms around you, squeezing you tight. He always gave the best hugs! "I'm so happy you're back home. It's been pretty lonely without my girl here... Now I'm gonna have to beat off guys with a stick to keep you here," he lets out a chuckle.
"Oh, Dad, I'm not going anywhere, and you know that. Besides, Henry went and got a girlfriend, so there goes my only shot at a boyfriend."
"Now, you know Henry wasn't your only option. What about Tommy?"
You both look across the room to see Tommy flirting with someone's daughter...
"Ehhh, no," you and your dad say in unison before having a big laugh together.
"Is this seat taken?"
You look over your shoulder to see Jimmy standing behind the chair next to you, "Reserved for you."
"Oh, good!" Jimmy takes a moment to say hello to Paulie before sitting down next to you.
Paulie stands up to announce that it's time to eat, but first he makes a small speech to let everyone know how proud he is of you for finishing college, and that you were always too bright and talented to belong to him.
While Paulie is standing at the head of the table, Jimmy reaches over to your lap under the table and takes your hand in his. You look at him, trying to hide that he's affected you in any way. He gives you a small smirk, and rubs his thumb over yours for just a moment before letting your hand go.
Paulie takes his seat, and people start spooning food out of dishes and into their plates, and you're left wondering what just happened and what was meant by it.
Luckily, the rest of dinner was pretty uneventful, and the food was always so tasty. After everyone got their bellies full, everyone mingled wherever they liked around the house. Some went into the backyard to get a small bonfire going so some of the kids could have roasted marshmallows; some of the guys started inside the house and started pulling out cards and chips and stacks of money; many of the wives gather in the kitchen or the living room to talk all the latest gossip.
You notice Tommy, Jimmy, Henry, and Karen taking lowly and giggling with one another in a small circle. Normally they would've invited you over, so there's definitely something suspicious going on.
"(Y/N)!" Paulie says, waving you over, "come here, kiddo."
"Dad, I just finished college; I'm not really a kid anymore!" You give him a laugh and walk over to him.
He puts an arm over your shoulders and says, "Well, you'll always be my kid." He pauses for a moment before looking across the room and yelling, "Conway!"
The room quiets down, waiting for Jimmy's response. All of the guys and Karen turn to you and your dad. "Yes, Paulie?" Jimmy says with a smug look on his face.
"When you came in here, I didn't see you give my little girl any presents for her graduation. No cash, no cute little boxes with bows. What's the matter with you?" Paulie voice is raised so everyone can hear him. This is very odd behavior, as he normally handles things pretty quietly, so you know something is up.
"Well, ya see, Paulie..." Jimmy starts walking towards you, "I didn't hand her any envelope full of 50s, and I didn't give her any boxes with bows, because what I got for her was too big to fit through the front door." Jimmy lowers his voice to a whisper now that he's in front of you. "You wanna go see your present?"
You now realize that your dad and the guys are all in on some kind of surprise.
"Yes, please."
That's all Jimmy needs to hear before he's picking you up to take you outside. Henry and Tommy rush to the door to open it, and everyone that heard what was going on follows you outside to see what the surprise is.
You and Jimmy can't stop giggling while there are lots of hoots and hollers from everyone gathering outside with you. Jimmy lets you down and spins you around so you're facing the driveway. Sitting there is a beautiful black muscle car with a big gold bow on the hood.
He wraps his arms around your waist and whispers in your ear, "You like it, princess?"
"I- uh... yes," you can barely get a response out; you certainly weren't expecting this. Jimmy was all about handing out money and giving expensive gifts, but nothing like this... He didn't like to do anything that would put this kind of attention on him.
"It's the one you said you wanted right?"
"Yes, Jimmy. It's perfect," you say with a huge smile as you turn to hug him. "Thank you so much!"
"Anything for you, (Y/N)." Jimmy pulls a key out of his pocket and hands it to you. You take it from him and run over to unlock the car and climb in. Immediately, Tommy climbs in the front seat next you you and is shouting, "C'mon! Let's take this thing on a spin!!" Henry and Karen climb in the back seat and Henry only starts egging you on saying, "Let's crank this thing up and get outta here, (Y/N)!"
"Okay, okay! We'll drive it, but only if Jimmy comes too. He paid for the thing after all!"
"Jimmy! Get your ass over here!" Tommy yells before climbing in the back seat with Henry and Karen.
Jimmy runs over and gets in the passenger seat next you you. "Try not to kill us, okay?"
You turn the key in the ignition and the engine fires up loudly, which gets Henry and Tommy rowdy in the back seat. All the people in the front yard were raising their glasses and cheering as you backed out of the driveway! Before driving away from the house, you slowed down and Jimmy rolled down his window so Paulie could pop his head in.
"You guys be careful, and don't let anything happen to that one right there," he says pointing to you.
"Hell, Paulie, she's the one you gotta worry about!" Henry pipes up getting a laugh out of everyone.
"Yeah, well..." he chuckles, knowing it's true and realizing his little girl is all grown up. "Happy graduation, baby; go have fun!"
"Thank you, Dad! Love you!" you yell before driving off, a little too fast.
• • •
After you, the guys, and Karen, whom you had really grown to like, had been driving around a while, you decide to stop off at a small park while the sun sets. It's a cute little public park with a lake, a pavilion with tables for picnics, a small playground for kids (naturally the boys go and play on the playground), and lots of open space with soft grass.
With the boys being boys running around chasing each other, you and Karen get some time to talk alone.
"Seems like you've got Henry tied down pretty well. Takes a tough lady to do that."
"Yeah, well he stood me up on our second date, and so I told him off in front of his friends. We been together since."
"Oh yeah, word got back to me on that one. You had all the guys pretty shocked," you say though a laugh, "They made fun of him a good bit for it, so he must like you a lot if he put up with that."
"Yeah, I think he does." She pauses for a minute. "I've heard from some people that Henry always had a crush on you, and that everyone thought you two would end up together. I'm sorry if I got in the way of that."
"Oh, no! No need to apologize. Henry liked me when we were kids, and it feels like more of a joke now than anything. I don't think I could deal with him as well as you do," you give her a reassuring smile.
"So, you gonna give Jimmy a shot?"
"Hmm? What? You mean Jimmy and me?" You stutter out.
"Yeah, I mean, I know he's older, but it seems like he really likes you!"
"You think Jimmy likes me?"
"Well, yeah girl! He bought you ya dream car!" She says excitedly, her New York accent really shining through.
"Karen!" Henry calls from the playground.
"Whaddayou want?!"
"Come over here, honey!"
You see Jimmy walking towards you and Karen, and notice that Tommy is flirting with some poor girl who was just out for a run. Karen says a quick goodbye to you and heads over to the playground where Henry is waiting for you.
When Jimmy's feet stop in front of yours, he extends a hand to you to help you up from your spot on the grass. He places his hand on the small of your back, and his long fingers delicately begin to lead you in the direction of your new car.
"Did you have a fun time playing with your friends on the playground?" You poke a little fun at him.
"Would've had more fun if you were there," he raises his eyebrows and cracks a smile at you.
You laugh gently out your nose as you arrive at your car, "Whatcha bring me over here for?"
He takes you by the hips, lifting you up and placing you on the trunk of your car. He grabs your thighs and pulls you close to him, your knees brushing against either of his hips. "You like the car, angel?"
"Jimmy, wha-," you let out a shaky breath, "um, yes, it's beautiful."
"Mmmm, good." He brushes your hair behind your ear.
It suddenly becomes clear to you that what Karen had to say about Jimmy was true. In fact, with him standing between your legs like this, it couldn't be more obvious.
"Hey, Jimmy?"
"Yeah, baby doll?"
"Kiss me."
He raises his eyebrows, then looks at the ground for a moment. When he looks back up at you, he tangles a hand in your hair and presses his lips to yours softly at first, but he quickly deepens the kiss, exploring your mouth with his. You gently wrap one arm around his neck, and the other hand squeezes his waist through his shirt. He pulls you into him so your chest is pressed against his.
It feels weird kissing him, but it also feels right. Being with him like this feels like electricity, and you could feel like this forever and it still wouldn't be enough.
"Hey, hey, Jimmy!" Henry calls as him and Karen come up on you.
"Do not interrupt them!" You hear Karen say followed by a whap to Henry's arm.
Jimmy slowly pulls away from you, giving you probably the sweetest look you've ever seen him give. He pecks your lips a few more times before turning to Karen. "Thank you for hitting him."
You slide off the back of the car, putting your hand in Jimmy's.
"Listen, all I'm saying is, it's about time you got a kiss from her, you paid a lot of money for it!" Henry chuckles, slapping the trunk of your car.
"Listen, Henry Hill. I kiss who I want, when I want. And yes, I am grateful for the car, but Jimmy didn't buy my love," you cut your eyes at him.
"Yeah, that's right! What's the matter with you?" Karen backs you up.
Henry puts his hands up in surrender and tries to wipe the shit-eating grin off his face, "Alright, alright, geez!! Can someone go get Tommy so we can go home?"
Everyone gives him a look.
"Okay, fine! I'll go get him!" Henry jogs off to go get Tommy off that girl's back.
Funny enough, the girl ends up coming home with the group, Tommy landing another girl that he won't call in the morning. So you drop everyone off at their respective homes: Tommy and his girl at Tommy's place, Henry and Karen at Henry's place, and Jimmy invited you to his place. You knew Paulie would worry about you not coming home, but it would raise his blood pressure if he knew what you and Jimmy were up to.
It was really the lesser of two evils.
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Masterlist
A list of my old writing that you can request I revise
Song Prompts
Meeting and Dating Headcanons~
Pretty in Pink
Andie Walsh
Duckie Dale
Blane McDonagh
Steff McKee
Sixteen Candles
Jake Ryan
The Lost Boys
Paul
Dwayne
Poly Lost Boys
Edgar Frog
The Breakfast Club
Brian Johnson
John Bender
Andrew Clark
The Outsiders
Sodapop Curtis
Dallas Winston
Two-Bit Mathews
Rumblefish
Steve Hays
Ferris Buellers Day Off
Cameron Frye
Karate Kid
Daniel Larusso
Johnny Lawrence
Dutch
Heathers
Veronica Sawyer
Jason Dean
Fast Times at Ridgemont High
Jeff Spicoli
Brad Hamilton
Better Off Dead
Lane Meyer
Weird Science
Gary Wallace
Wyatt Donnelly
Dream A Little Dream
Dinger Holfield
Bill and Teds Excellent Adventure
Bill S. Preston Esquire
Ted Logan
Dating Poly Bill and Ted
The Princess Bride
Inigo Montoya
Interview with the Vampire
Louis de Pointe du Lac
Children of the Corn
Malachai Boardman
National Lampoons
Rusty Griswold (European Vacation)
Cant Buy Me Love
Kenneth Wurman
The Chocolate War
Jerry Renault
Archie Costello
The Mighty Ducks
Fulton Reed
Dean Portman
Adam Banks
Les Averman
Porkys
Brian Schwartz
Anthony ‘Meat’ Tuperello
Tommy Turner
Tim Cavanaugh
Mickey Jarvis
Just One of the Guys
Terry Griffith
Greg Tolan
Dead Poets Society
Neil Perry
Todd Anderson
Charlie Dalton
Knox Overstreet
Steven Meeks
Earth Girls are Easy
Mac
Combat Academy
Perry Barnett
Waynes World
Garth Algar
Austin Powers
Austin Powers
Toy Soldiers
Ricardo Montoya
Good Will Hunting
Chuckie Sullivan
10 Things I Hate About You
Joey Donner
My Bodyguard
Ricky Linderman
Melvin Moody
Stand and Deliver
Angel Guzman
Something Wild
Ray Sinclair
Three O’Clock High
Buddy Revell
Intruder
Randy
Young Guns
Jose Chavez y Chavez
Billy the Kid
Doc Scurlock
Dazed and Confused
Benny O’Donnell
Don Dawson
Kevin Pickford
Randall “Pink” Floyd
Fred O’Bannion
Mitch Kramer
Ron Slater
Shavonne Wright
Dogfight
Eddie Birdlace
Ladybugs
Matthew
Goosebumps
Sticks
Freddy Renfield
Twister
Robert ‘Rabbit’ Nurick
Stand by me
Ace Merrill
School Ties
Rip Van Kelt
Chris Reece
The Untouchables
Eliot Ness
The Godfather
Tom Hagen
(Young) Vito Corleone
(Old) Vito Corleone
Goodfellas
Henry Hill
Little Shop of Horrors
Seymour Krelborn
Newsies
Specs
Near Dark
Severen
Friday the 13th
Jason Voorhees
Scream
Billy Loomis
Poly Billy and Stu
Stu Macher
The Craft
Nancy Downs
Hocus Pocus
Max Dennison
Thackery Binx
Beetlejuice
Lydia Deetz
Adam Maitland
The Crow
Eric Draven
Ghostbusters
Ray Stantz
Aliens
Bishop
An American Werewolf in London
Jack Goodman
Sleepaway Camp
Ricky Thomas
Re-animator
Herbert West
Silence of the Lambs
Clarice Starling
Fright Night
Jerry Dandridge
Candyman
Daniel Robitaille
The Evil Dead
Ash Williams
Sabrina the Teenage Witch
Harvey Kinkle
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Spike
Full Metal Jacket
Sgt. Hartman
Joker
Animal Mother
Pyle
Preference~ the boys with an s/o whose ex stalks them
Grease
Kenickie
Labyrinth
Jareth
Total Recall
Douglas Quaid
Requested “Would Includes” and Imagines/Fics~
Darry falling for Johnny’s sister
Allison Reynolds dating a shy nerdy girl
Starting a family with Cameron Frye
Making out with Cameron Frye
Cameron Frye comforting you when you’re upset
Getting drunk with the Ferris Bueller crew
Gary Wallace dating a tall girl
George Mcfly with a dominant flirty s/o
Comforting and being comforted by Will Hunting
Will Hunting having a crush on you
Being apart of the good will hunting gang
Armand with a virgin s/o (including nsfw)
Lestat and Louis dating a girl who loves horror movies
Making out with Duckie Dale
Duckie Dale cheering you up
Cliff having a crush on you
Making out with Cliff
Making out with Bryce
Bryce having a crush on you
The Lost Boys with an s/o having an anxiety attack + fighting depression
The Lost Boys with a sweet and innocent s/o
The Lost Boys with a curvy mate
The Lost Boys fighting with their mates
The Lost Boys dating a shy short girl
The Lost Boys taking care of you when you’re hurt
Getting drunk with the Lost Boys would include
David x Laddies older sister
Making out with Edgar Frog
Being Married to Archie Costello
Going to the beach with Archie Costello
Making out with Archie Costello
Darrys girlfriend landing a job at a local cafe as a singer
Making out with Kenneth Wurman
Being Cindys friend and Ronalds crush
Harold Sherbico having a crush
Kim Kelly dating her polar opposite
Neil Perry dating an artist
Making out with Charlie Dalton
Jealous Charlie Dalton
Jealous Knox Overstreet
A study date with Steven Meeks
Spending the winter season with Neil Perry
Comforting Charlie Dalton after he gets expelled
The dead poets walking in on Charlie and his secret, shy girlfriend
Simon Boggs having a crush on Laneys friend
Faking It-Cindy Mancini falling for the girl who paid her to be her friend
Spike having a crush on you
Steff McKee having a crush on you
Marko having a crush on you
David having a crush on you
Paul having a crush on you
Dwayne having a crush on you
Dwayne x vampire reader who dresses like Stevie Nicks
Making out with Keith Nelson
Meat having a crush on Peewees sister
Admit it- Mickey Jarvis and his future s/o having crushes on each other
Being a part of team USA and meeting Adam and Charlie
Dwayne Robertson having a crush on you
Sleepover with Bill and Ted (including nsfw)
Being pregnant with Ted Logans child
Starring in the schools Romeo and Juliet with Ted Logan
Ted Logan asking you to be his valentine
Spending Valentines day with Steff McKee
Spending Valentines day with Steven Meeks
Spending Valentines day with Keith Nelson
Spending your first Valentines day with Bryce
Wishing I Was Her (Nick Andopolis)
If You Want Out Just Say It (Ace Merrill)
Going on the Ferris adventure
Going on your own adventure with Cameron Frye
Making out with Randall ‘Pink’ Floyd
Travelling back in time with Marty McFly
Tommy Devito dating a chubby artist
Years Gone By (Michael Corleone)
Sonny Corleone dating his opposite
Phillipe Gaston x reader~ Fairy Tale
Being Fulton's sister and Dating Dean Portman
Comforting Todd when he’s upset
Being married to Bill S. Preston Esquire
Being married to Ted Logan
Spending Halloween/October with Knox Overstreet
Making out with Knox
A will they, won’t they relationship with Seth Brundle
Falling in love with Edward Scissorhands
Dwayne Hicks with an Android!Technician s/o
Private Joker dating an artist
Jareth falling in love with you
Being married to Matt Hooper and going to Amity
The way you make me feel~ John Bender
Being in a long term relationship with JD
J.D. with a chronically ill s/o
Archie with a chronically ill s/o
Making out with Ted Logan
Archibald Craven falling in love
Andy Dufresne falling in love
Nsfw Headcanons~
Group sex with the lost boys
Sam Emerson
Threesome with Obie and Archie
Armand
Archie Costello
(sub) Archie Costello
Obie
Johnny Cade
Cameron Frye
Duckie Dale
Blane
John Bender
Randy (Intruder)
Joey Donner
Kenneth Wurman
Keith Nelson
The Dead Poets Kinks
Knox Overstreet
Charlie Dalton
Steven Meeks
Todd Anderson
Neil Perry
Gerard Pitts
John Bender taking your virginity
Louis de Pointe du Lac
Dinger Holfield
The Lost Boys
JD
Randall ‘Pink’ Floyd
Benny O’donnell
Fred O’Bannion
Cliff
Bryce
Johnny Walker
George Mcfly
Brian Moreland
(sub) Perry Barnett
Bill S. Preston Esquire
Ted Logan
Randy Meeks
Michael Emerson
Nancy Downs
Ray Stantz
Egon Spengler
Spike
Angel Guzman
Sgt. Hartman
Brad Hamilton
Douglas Quaid
Chris (night of the creeps)
Sonny Corleone with a shy, virgin s/o
George Mcfly getting jealous and being dominant
Grease Monkey (Keith Nelson smut)
Sins of the flesh and matters of the heart (David x reader + Dwayne smut)
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GOOD ADVICE FROM GOODFELLAS: THE LAST — OR MAYBE FIRST — SELF-HELP BOOK YOU’LL EVER NEED
—> GET IT HERE <—
New book:
“Good Advice From Goodfellas:
Positive Life Lessons from the Best Mob Movie.”
Goodfellas might be the most quotable movie. People love it. And not for nothing. Author D.X. Ferris likes it a lot.
Goodfellas might be the best movie. It’s probably the best crime movie. It is the best mob movie. And — contrary to what you might reasonably assume — it is a profound and positive motivational resource.
Or that’s what author Ferris argues in Good Advice From Goodfellas. The new book is an unlikely, unprecedented, lengthy meditation on the 1990 classic film, which was created by director Martin Scorsese and co-writer Nicholas Pileggi.
To begin, this new book recaps Goodfellas’ backstory, creation, reception, and legacy. Then, at length, Ferris dissects the rewatchable movie as a motivational manual. Viewed through Ferris’ eye, the film addresses the same topics in your favorite self-help books, business podcasts, and startup bootcamps. Good Advice From Goodfellas finds over 130 positive life lessons, teachable moments, actionable takeaways, and business best practices in the seminal film. No airport book about how to succeed in business was ever this fun.
Was Billy Batts out of line when he told Tommy DeVito to get his shinebox?
Are shiny shoes a significant optic?
What does Henry’s “You’re a funny guy” remark reveal about how to handle a hostile work environment?
Is respect a useful metric?
What does Tommy really mean by “He’s content to be a jerk”?
How does “One dog goes one way…” reflect the utility of mindfulness?
Did Spider have it coming?
This one-of-a-kind self-help manifesto recaps the landmark movie beat by beat. Ferris transcribes some of your favorite quotes, finding a valuable takeaway in each one of the mercurial characters’ successes, failures, outbursts, and acts of generosity.
If you know what to look for, Ferris argues, Henry Hill is a mentor with lessons about goals, accountability, success, multitasking, stoicism, management, harmony, strategic thinking, customer service, loyalty, moderation, emotional intelligence, virtue signaling, side hustle, bootstrapping, the power of chosen family, and dozens of other topics. Many are timely. All are evergreen.
The book includes dozens of questions for discussion and further thought. In a final exam, he asks readers to conduct a sports-style draft of characters from the movie — and other Scorsese classics.
As far back as he can remember, Ferris liked movies. Long before he wrote a master’s thesis about Quentin Tarantino, HBO and the silver screen kept the Pittsburgh native going through torturous stints in Catholic school, undergraduate college, and 9-to-5 suit life. As a struggling salesman, Ferris discovered motivational literature. It helped him reboot his life and emerge as an award-winning writer, experienced teacher, and organizational leader.
Through it all, Ferris held Goodfellas near and dear, always appreciating it from fresh angles, whether he was writing or bartending.
“Henry Hill is an achiever,” says Ferris. “He has goals. He accomplishes them. Yes, he’s in a destructive business, and it ends badly. But we can learn a lot from his successes and failures, whether you’re a disruptive entrepreneur or aspiring artist.”
To Ferris, it’s all the same: “I’m interested in what I call the dynamics of success: they’re universal cycles and challenges we meet in any kind of process that involves building, resistance, and growth. Maybe you’re recording a thrash-metal classic with world-class partners. Maybe you’re bootstrapping your own startup into existence. Maybe you’re a blocked writer, and you’re trying to break out of it — I know how that goes. People in all those situations wrestle with the same question: ‘How do I make something difficult happen?’ Goodfellas has answers.”
Ferris is happy to talk about any of those topics via email, Skype, or whatever you’ve got. Like Paulie Sicero, he hates phones — but he’ll gladly use one for you. He is a frequent podcast guest. As a guest blogger, ghost writer, and speaking coach, he views everything as issues of leadership and communication. He’s downright evangelical about independent media. Twitter was his favorite online outlet, back when social media was enjoyable.
“Good Advice From Goodfellas.” By D.X. Ferris. From 6623 Press.
ISBN-10: 099759795X
Paperback: 320 pages, 8.5 x 5.5”, $14.99.
145 chapters, 34,000 words. 60 endnotes. Index.
Kindle eBook $4.99 for a limited time. Available at Amazon.
Awesome cover art by Nicholas Higgins.
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Date With Disaster
Word Count: 1,564
Status: Not Requested!
Valentines Prompt: Dinner Date
Relationship: Henry Hill x Female!Reader
Fandom: Goodfellas 1990
Warnings: language, suggestive content (Henry’s a horny ass okay?), dancing, gambling, alcohol consumption, it’s a dinner date kinda but with a fun twist! :D
Masterlist Goodfellas Masterlist Valentines Prompt Masterlist 2022
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Straightening out the edge of your silk red dress, you spin and turn in all directions to see if there were any visible imperfections. Finding nothing too extreme, you smile sheepishly and apply a dark shade of red to your lips, fluffing your hair for extra effects.
Slipping on your sleek stilettos, you grab your small handbag and drape the overly expensive and long necklace over your head to lay heavily on your neck. Clacking up to the front door, you slip into your long trench coat and tie it loosely by your waist; daring but not too much.
Hearing your doorbell ring, you spin around it from the coat hanger behind it, opening it with a smile, “Hey Babe! You look hot!” you compliment Karen, who stands in a think black dress that hangs just above her lower thighs, a sparkly sheer cover-up warming her shoulders.
“So do you!” she smiles, holding out her hand, “Come on, we have a little drive away for this one.”
“We aren’t going to our usual?”
“No, the bartender is tired of us getting trashed and dancing on the tables,” she smirks.
“By ‘us’ you mean ‘you,’ correct?”
She laughs, not bothering to give you an answer; you both know the truth anyway. Hopping in the topless convertible, you scream out excitedly as you blare the music on the radio. Karen only howls like a wolf with you when she pulls out of the driveway and speeds down the road.
Getting to the booming Copacabana, you spin to look at Karen with wide eyes, “Are you serious?! You managed to get us a spot?!” You’re practically screaming at her.
Parking the car alongside the curb with a light jolt, she smiles sheepishly, “Yeah...About that Y/N....”
“What did you do?”
“Well, you see, I’ve been seeing this guy...”
“Yeah?”
“And, he said he had a single friend,” she flinches, knowing your freak-out is about to commence.
“Not again! Karen, please tell me you’re joking this time? You said you would stop doing these types of things.”
“I know! I know what I said, but I really like him, Y/N!”
“You said you liked the other three! I’m sorry Karen, but I can’t keep getting mixed up in these things,” you fold your arms and look at the carpeted floor in guilty defiance. You feel bad that you’re doing this, but it wasn’t you who should feel this way; it’s Karen who’s is exploiting you again.
“Pleas Y/N,” she begs.
You go to argue again, but the chauffeur knocking on the topless door with annoyance, “Are you ladies getting out?”
Karen looks to you, then looks up at the man with a smile, “Yes, yes we are.”
Unbuckling your seat belt with a soft click, you open the door, grab your purse, then shut it again, staring at the pavement beneath you as you are ponied around.
Karen takes your arm, which causes you to stiffen. She’s taking advantage again. You argue with yourself mentally, knowing that you’re going against your morals and bending them for her again - your “friend.”
“You’re gonna like it here Y/N, he’s a real looker.”
You just nod, and upon the new, Italian accent sounding just by your ear, you look up, noticing that you’ve been pulled into the building. Karen smiles at you, then nods her head in the man’s direction, pulling her hand away from yours to grab her date’s.
Following her line of sight, your heart does flip-flops, eyes widening and mouth going dry. A much taller man gets out of his seat in the booth, dark black hair swept into gelled, wavy locks and piercing blue eyes clinging to yours like a magnet. His gaze is imposing, letting your arms fall to hug your waist in apprehension.
He says nothing to you once he’s finally in earshot, rather just removing his eyes from your body and to his friend’s, whose arm is wrapped tightly around Karen. Your alert expression fades to one of annoyance, pissed at the man’s ignorance. He didn’t even introduce himself.
But, maybe that was part of his elaborate scheme? Maybe he wanted you to fall to his mercy, to make yourself known to him because he was just too good to notice? Maybe he was just a dick.
Karen doesn’t take any notice to this; she’s too caught up in eye-fucking the short guy with the high pitched voice.
Then, another, older man appears with a young girl wrapped around his body, practically dry humping his leg. “I’m sorry, I haven’t introduced myself,” he smiles, your mind doing a double-take as you notice the sincerity. “I’m Jimmy. Jimmy Conway.”
“Y/N,” you smile politely, reaching your hand out to meet his outstretched one. “Y/N Y/L/N.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” he smiles again, his voice bringing a calmness to your nerves. You know you could just rely on him to talk to if this night goes to shit.
“Hey. I didn’ introduce myself either. I apologize!” the shorter Italian finally looks to you, your eyes level with one another. You were just about his height. “I’m Thomas DeVito, but I’m okay with ya callin’ me Tommy.”
“And this, this is Henry Hill,” Jimmy mentions, Henry seeming to manage to glance at you again over the show of musicians on the stage. “He’s...Quiet?”
“Anyway! Everyone, this is Karen Friedman; also Y/N’s friend,” Tommy adds through the thick smoke between you and Henry.
...
The night goes on and Henry doesn’t say a word. You sit in a round booth, Karen on the end, then Henry, Jimmy in the center, you, then Tommy on the other end in a macaroni noodle shape. Being directly in front of him, you can feel his gaze burn your skull, but you never look up. Rather, you talk amongst the group, engaging in drinking, card games, and laughter that sounds in Henry’s ears over and over again.
You don’t look at him until you start to wrap everything up for the night, taking the rest of your cocktail like a shot and scooting out of your seat. You’re a laughing, drunk mess as you leave, stumbling and wobbling about clumsily.
...
Trying your best to make it up the stairs with your hazy state and tight dress, you take the first step and nearly face-plant. Nearly. A warm hand encompasses the entirety of your upper arm, holding you firmly away from the stairs just before your head smashes into them.
Looking up with drunken confusion, your eyes spark as they meet icy blue ones. Henry, still as stoic as ever, yanks you up and carefully allows you to stand, but he doesn’t let go. Not until you leave the building completely, and when you force yourself away from him.
Wobbling down the sidewalk, you know you’re too out of it to drive Karen’s convertible back to your house successfully - especially when she’s not even going to be fully aware of her whereabouts until tomorrow afternoon.
You hear the clacking of dress shoes patter behind you with calm and collected repetition. Annoyed, you turn around, intending on giving the person a piece of mind and the definition of unconsensual sex when intoxicated, before you realize who it is.
Features closing off completely, you hobble up to Henry with an accusing finger, poking his chest, “What do you want?”
He doesn’t answer.
Groaning, you back away and spin on your heels, and continue back down the street. Then, you hear his footsteps again. “What the fuck is your damn problem?” you spin on him again, “What? Did you not enjoy the blind date? Did something about me not play out to your liking? Well guess what, Buddy? I didn’t even want to be here today, let alone with you!”
That gets something out of him: he smirks lightly, his eyes widening with concern, surprise, and amusement.
“Oh, now I’m funny. I’m funny. I amuse you now? Where the fuck was this when I was sitting right in front of you?”
“No,” he finally answers, smirk widening. “Actually, I was just admiring how sexy you are when you’re all fired up like that. Listening to the soft giggles that make my stomach churn. The redness in your cheeks when someone complimented you or you took a shot; wondering if that’s the same coloration I could bring to your face while I fuck you raw, whispering prayers in your ears. Wondering what you sound like when I fuck you from behind,” he smiles with devilish delight.
Straightening with surprise, you can feel your inner thighs heat with a newfound excitement. “I don’t fuck guys who fuck up my night. You pissed me off big time; made me feel like absolute shit.”
Stepping up to you, his hand reaches up to cup your cheek, tucking a strand hair behind your ear. “Aww,” he coos, “What a shame. But, maybe I could make it up to you?”
“I’m not having sex with you.”
“Oh no, what I have in mind for you is way better,” he smiles.
“Then lets go.”
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Jimmy Conway Dating Tommy Devito’s Sister Would Include...
A/N: There are a few stories about the reader being Paulie’s daughter, which I love, but I would probably fit in with the Devito family better so here we go. xD
Tommy would be pissed!!!
Jimmy is his best friend after all and he loves the man who has mentored him for years like a brother.
But you're his little sister for crying out loud!
Tommy’s pretty sure there is some unwritten rule about stuff like this.
But Jimmy Conway was never really one to follow the rules.
He knew you when you were younger since you were Tommy’s kid sister but he never really paid much attention to you until you were older.
He probably came by Tommy’s to tell him something and when you opened the door all dressed up to go out with your friends Jimmy couldn’t take his eyes off you.
When Jimmy started asking about you to Tommy, the conversation goes something like this:
“No! Abso-fucking-lutly not! That’s my kid sister ya animal.”
“Alright, alright! What are ya getting so worked up about? I was just asking you about her is all! Jesus, you gotta work on your temper pal!”
Henry finds the whole thing hilarious.
Truth be told, he probably would have made a move on you by now if he didn’t know how crazy Tommy was.
Tommy has always been incredibly protective of you too.
Especially since your guy's dad died when you were so young, Tommy always took it upon himself to watch out for you.
Whether that meant beating up bullies in the schoolyard or scaring off guys he knows aren’t good enough for you.
Jimmy doesn’t care though.
He likes you and he’s going to take you out.
He just makes sure to come around at first when Tommy isn’t home.
Jimmy honestly doesn’t understand how Tommy could have a sister that looks like you.
He thinks you must have gotten all the looks in the family.
It would be exciting at first for the two of you having to sneak around together and trying to keep your relationship private.
You’d tell your mother and Tommy that you were going to your friends house and when you’d walk around the corner Jimmy would be waiting for you to pick you up.
You’d end up spending nights at his house too or getting frisky in his car to have a little privacy.
Sometimes when he came around the house to see Tommy or saw you out in public he’d flirt with you too just to get you all flustered and piss off Tommy.
It was all very hot.
But eventually you’d have to come clean of course.
Tommy probably puts it together really. He’s not as dumb as people sometimes think he is.
When he really sees you and Jimmy together and how well Jimmy treats you, Tommy would come around.
Jimmy would absolutely treat you like a queen so there’s nothing really for Tommy to find fault with.
Of course, Tommy is still going to threaten to kill Jimmy if he ever hurts you.
Jimmy knows he is completely serious too.
Your mother would absolutely adore Jimmy though!
She thinks he is such a nice young man and every time he comes over she is trying to feed him.
Jimmy eats it up too.
He loves having a caring mother figure in his life for basically the first time.
When he comes to pick you up for dates he almost always brings flowers not only to you but also for your mother.
Tommy says he’s a kiss up but you think it’s sweet.
You would suddenly be hanging around with Jimmy, Henry, and Tommy all of the time.
Which means you and Karen would also become really good friends since you’d end up double dating a lot of the time with Jimmy and Henry.
No one, and I do mean no one, in their right mind is going to mess around with Jimmy Conway’s girl or Tommy Devito’s sister so you are very well treated and respected in the neighborhood.
Jimmy probably wonders sometimes when he sees you and Tommy argue or Tommy do something crazy, “Am I sure I want to marry into the family?!”
But he’s sure.
Tommy won’t admit it but he’s actually pretty excited by the idea of having Jimmy for his brother.
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Tommy Devito with a Chubby!S/O
Original Message: @goodfellaz your ✨majesty✨may I graciously ask if I may request h/c’s for Tommy devito with a chubby s/o? If not I am sorry for intruding, but please and thank you *bows (I love you) UWJJSJEJEJ SORRY THAT I MADE THIS IN A DUMB FORMAT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE funny-
HI MISS BELLA!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH TOO! This was really fun to write, I firmly believe Tommy loves the chubby girls and I need to write mORE I love that. Ok enjoy!
Warnings: None! Brief language. This is fluff.
• Let’s get one thing straight - Tommy LOVES you. I mean LOVES you to death.
• He thinks you are perfect the way you are, and wouldn’t change a single thing. He’s super body positive and believes that all sizes and shapes are beautiful. Tommy will often remark about how you look like one of the women in classic Italian renaissance paintings, and how your beauty is just absolutely timeless.
• He can’t keep his hands off of you because he thinks you’re just so soft (I mean this in the most endearing way possible I promise you!!). He’s constantly giving you the biggest bear hugs ever, holding you tightly to him whenever he can. Tommy is very much a cuddlebug.
• If you’d let him, he’d probably pick you up into his arms and swing you around when he hugs you. Tommy’s pretty strong contrary to what you might think, he’s got you.
• Also will lie his head on your thighs because he finds them to be the perfect pillow. The amount of times he’s fallen asleep while you run your fingers through his hair....okay but he needs his rest, and you feel honored to be your boyfriend’s makeshift pillow.
• Tommy LOVES it when you wear dresses that show off your body, how it hugs all your curves in just the right places. Confidence is a huge turn on for him. He will spoil you with new outfits and jewelry whenever he can.
• So...he has a bit of a hard time if you struggle with your self confidence though, because in his eyes there is nothing you should be ashamed of. He doesn’t really have a concept of how difficult beauty standards can be for women, and how sometimes these standards get into your head.
• To be honest, he’s a bit self conscious too - he know’s he stands out because of his short stature, and it can make him feel less of a “man.” Being teased for it most of his life, it’s something he just learned to brush off after a while.
• So he gets it, and that’s why it hurts him the most when he sees you upset because he’s been there. He wants you to be able to “brush it off” as well. But, not everyone can have the same mindset that Tommy has. So you have to give him reminders once in a while to remind him it’s not his fault, that he treats you like a queen, that you’re the luckiest women in the world to be with Tommy, that he makes you feel so beautiful. But, unfortunately the little voice in your head sometimes tells you otherwise.
• Will threaten to kill the little voice in your head like it’s a literal person instead of a metaphor. It makes you laugh though, and Tommy is happy to see you perk up a bit. In those moments, he does his absolute best to show how important you are to him, and how much he loves you. By any means necessary.
• And oh honey if anyone...ANYONE ever dares to bully you for your weight, he’ll take the offender outside and curb stomp some sense into him. He’s awfully protective of his girl, and he won’t let anyone talk trash to you. If Tommy hears even the slightest snicker expect a glass to be thrown directly at their face. He’s got a temper, sure, but he’ll definitely defend you till his last breath.
• He’s always taking the opportunity to show you off to his friends! He always wants to be close to you no matter what, and you have a great relationship with his family as well. Literally everyone knows about you two.
• Tommy would probably yell at random passerbys “HEY! You, yeah I’m talkin’ to you! Check out my HOT girlfriend, huh? Haven’t seen a fuckin’ beauty like this in all your life, have you? And guess what! This babe’s ALL mine!” if he didn’t know you'd be completely embarrassed.
• Jimmy and Henry also grow a close affinity to you, and always get surprised how Tommy pulled such a lovely girl as yourself. They honestly think you’re the best thing to ever happen to him, hoping that you may bring a bit of calm into the wild storm that is Tommy Devito.
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Dating Jimmy Conway Would Include
Requested by anon!
- You're Jimmy's girl. Everyone knows you're off limits
- Don't even TALK to Jimmy's girl when he's around. He's very protective
- You're his world. At the end of the day, if anything happened to you, you're one of the few people in his life he would cry over
- since you've been with Jimmy for so long, you're close with the guys too. Tommy is the only one who will try and flirt with you cause he knows he's the only one who can get away with it
- Henry is terrified of you, cause he doesn't want anything he says or does to you to be misinterpreted by Jimmy. You find this hilarious
- Jimmy makes sure you have everything you could ever possibly want, but of course, he's smart about it
- he values loyalty above all else, so he'd be faithful to you and he'd know you're faithful in return
- honestly, you guys are a power couple. Nobody fucks with either of you, you're a united front, both with brains, brawn and lots of friends
- during sex, he's a total dom. He's in control, and he'll tell you what to do.
- Even outside of the bedroom, the two of you will get into a bit of power play and light dom/sub. You've got rules, and while you're a powerful person in front of others, you know you answer to your boyfriend
- you love being spoiled by him. He'll tease you sometimes, watching you walk by him by the pool one day, looking over his sunglasses
- "You're a spoiled brat, you know that? A spoiled little girl, a little princess." Most of his terms of endearment sound like insults, but the two of you know the love behind them
- He'll also joke with friends that you "bust his balls" when you don't get what you want, but anyone who knows Jimmy well enough, knows he's in charge
- His dates he takes you on are always classy with everyone in town waiting on him hand and foot, and of course, after the date, he makes sure you're good and satisfied. Only the best for Jimmy Conway's girl.
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HCs: Tommy Devito with a touch starved S/O
“Original request: @anon hiya!! I was wondering if I could request headcanons for Tommy devito with a touch starved reader? Sorry if this is dumb or weird!! If you don’t want do it that’s cool! But if you do thank you! Have a great day or evening! xoxo.”
WOO YEAH WOO YEAH! Here we go!! Thanks for your request :)
Warnings: None, except a few curse words! Fluff Central
• He doesn’t mind that you’re touch starved, is like “well doll, I already can’t keep my hands off you doll, this will be easy.”
• Tommy is pretty good at picking up when you need some extra attention or loving from him. But sometimes you’ll have to come to him and specifically ask for what you need.
• He will always hold your hand in public! Or will keep a protective arm around you as tight as he can.
• Will take you out dancing when you’re feeling a bit restless and in need to move. It provides the skin contact and intimacy you need from him, while also being able to have a good time!
• He’s pretty bad at dancing, but he’ll loosen up in order to make you laugh. It’s good bonding time.
• Definitely better at slow dancing, and will tip the band generously if they play your fave song.
• Tommy will always be there to comfort you if you’re feeling upset or needy.
• “Aw what’s wrong babygirl? Feeling down, c’mere. Lemme make you feel better.” He’ll cuddle you and plant gentle kisses to your forehead until you calm down. “I gotcha, I ain’t gonna let anyone hurt you.”
• In general if you ask to cuddle him, he’s never going to turn you down.
• Also loves to give you head scratches. He’ll sit on the couch, and have you sit on the floor right in front of him between his legs. Tommy will gently massage your scalp and play with your hair.
• “Yeah, that feel good, huh? Geez, you’re like a little fucking puppy, ain’t you?” He playfully jests, ruffling up your hair. “You’re cute, know that? Yeah...you do.”
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Henry’s Girl//Henry Hill x Paulie’s Daughter!Reader Drabble
A/N: TW for the aftermath of domestic violence. Nothing graphic but it is referenced and talked about. Not by Henry though.
All the guys out front looked up when your car came speeding to a stop in front of the cabstand.
You jumped out of the car, tears and fury in your eyes as you moved past them for the door. Tommy looked at Henry confused but Henry’s eyes were glued to you, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and tossing it on the ground.
“My uncle inside?” You asked as you passed, not stopping for a real answer.
“What the fuck is her problem?” Tommy asked, taking a drag off of his cigarette.
Jimmy slapped his hand on Henry’s back, “Looks like you better go check on your girl, kid.”
Henry looked over at Jimmy, he didn’t bother to correct him that you weren’t technically his girl.
You were always Henry’s girl whether you knew it or not. He nodded at Jimmy and pushed away from the wall, heading inside the cabstand. When Henry walked inside he immediately saw you sitting at a table across from Tuddy, the other guys around all trying not to look like they were listening to your conversation. Tuddy had a real serious look on his face as he listened to you, shaking his head every few words.
When Henry walked up behind you he could hear Tuddy muttering, “That rat motherfucker.”
“Tuddy, you gotta know, I had no idea-” You pleaded,
Tuddy held up his hand, cutting you off. “I know kid, I know.”
“Who’s a fucking rat?” Henry asked, coming up beside the two of you.
He looked down at you, then over at Tuddy, then right back at you. His eyes narrowed as he leaned down and took your chin in his hand, tilting your head to the side to get a better look at the dark bruise forming under your left eye.
Now, Henry was always a pretty calm guy. He took a lot of pride in the fact that he was never a hot head like Tommy or as vicious as Jimmy could be. But Henry was feeling a lot less than calm when he saw someone put their hands on you.
“Baby, what the hell happened to you?” Henry slid into the chair beside you, his other hand going to your face too, looking for any other marks he might have missed.
You shook your head at him, reaching up and pulling his hand off your face but not letting it go, pulling it into your lap and entwining your fingers with his.
“Did that Mark fucker do this?” Henry asked again, not willing to let this go in the slightest.
You and Tuddy looked at each other. Henry looked between the two of you, understanding there was something else going on here too.
“What?” He asked, looking back at you as you squeezed his hand under the table.
Tuddy shook his head, picking up his drink and downing it quickly. You sighed, “Mark’s a rat.”
Henry’s eyes widened, “The Feds?” He asked suddenly, playing back every interaction he’d ever had with Mark and wondering what all Mark might have known about him and Jimmy and Tommy for that matter.
This was bad.
“No, another family. Apparently Mark was trying to rat on my dad and sell him out to one of the other families. He was trying to get himself made.”
“Rat bastard.” Tuddy muttered.
Henry was still playing this new information out in his head, “How did you find out?”
“I picked up the phone and heard him talking about it. I guess daddy was always right about not using phones.” You laughed. “I confronted him about it and we fought. I know what I heard though!”
“We gotta tell Paulie.” Tuddy stood up quickly, heading for the door, leaving you and Henry sitting there unceremoniously.
“That's how you got the shiner?” Henry reached out and gently touched the bruise with the tips of his fingers, careful not to hurt you.
You hesitated but nodded. It didn’t matter what you said at this point, Mark was a dead man by the end of the day already. “He got pretty pissed when I picked up the phone.”
Henry took a deep breath in through his nose, yeah, Mark was a dead man alright, but looked back at you when you squeezed his hand again. He squeezed back, letting you play with his fingers. He wrapped his free arm around you, pulling you into his side and pressing his lips against your hair.
You sighed, leaning into him and resting your head against his shoulder. “God, Henry, I really screwed up didn’t I?”
“Hey, come on, no, you had no way of knowing this guy was going to be such a prick.”
You sighed, “I shouldn’t have been going out with him in the first place. I didn’t like him that much anyway.”
Henry couldn’t really argue with that. “Well, he was never good enough for you anyway.” Henry wanted a cigarette but he didn’t want to let go of you to reach for one either.
You sighed, “You think my dad’s going to be mad?”
“He’s going to be pissed. But not at you. As long as I’ve known Paulie he’d never even been able to raise his voice at you. Mark is a dead man though.”
“Good riddance.”
Henry laughed, “I could go for a drink. You want one?”
“That sounds great.” You sighed, letting Henry take your hand and help you out of the booth.
He threw his arm over your shoulder, keeping you against him as he led you outside the cabstand in comfortable silence.
Henry always knew how to make his girl feel better.
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