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A moodboard I made for a story I really love on here. Called Blind Date by @gypsy-girl-08
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hi im bitter about people not commenting on fics. im sad seeing all these authors get so discouraged because no one comments. it takes like 5 seconds! just do it!! dont know what to type? me neither! heres some handy pre-written comments for you! “I dont know what to comment! That was great! thank you for your hard work!” “That was lovely! I really enjoyed this chapter/fic.” “How dare you?” “AAAAAAAAAAAAA” “Extra kudos because one is not enough!” if you read a fic and dont know what to say, leave the tab open, come back later! see if theres a line you really liked! tell them if it reminded you of something dumb! tell them if your roommate saw you crying while reading it and now your roommate is reading it!!! SHARE WHATEVER. BE INCLUSIVE! everyone wants to hear SOMETHING. silence kills passion. show authors you care! show artists you care!!!!
This is amazing. I’m trying to do better too. As an introvert I find this hard, but I love the interaction so I’m trying my best! 🥰
Good point there.
I made this wallpaper for your Blind Date story @gypsy-girl-08
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The Great If
The first of my historically placed instalments of the pre-war Tommy series. Let me know what you think. I love thinking of pre-war Tommy and how different he was/is from the soldier who returned from France.
Warnings: 🔞🍭Mild smut, mostly just tooth-rotting sweetness. But honestly, if you're not 18+, you probably shouldn't be here.
Word Count: 800-ish
The Great If
It was an ordinary Sunday evening at the Shelby home. Dinner had been cleared away and the family was sitting around the living room with the radio on. John and Martha had just headed back to Martha’s home for the night. You were curled up on the couch tucked under Tommy’s arm as Polly, Arthur and Ada watched Finn play on the floor. The radio was quiet, but something caught your attention “Breaking News! In Sarajevo today, the Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria and his wife Sophie have been shot and killed in an assassination carried out by the Black Hand.”
“Arthur, can you turn that up?” you called to your brother-in-law.
The radio went on about the details of the assassination and how civil unrest in Europe was at an all-time high.
Sitting up and holding onto Tommy’s hand tightly, he looked into your eyes as they started to well up. “Love, it’s going to be okay. I don’t even know where Sarajevo is, but it’s far away from Birmingham.” Tommy reassured you.
“I just can’t think of what this might lead to, Tommy. For you, Arthur, John…” you whispered. You remembered the
Arthur smiled, “Nothin’s gonna happen sister. Tommy’s right, Sarajevo sounds like it’s far away.”
Polly sat beside you on the couch, rubbing your shoulders. “Why don’t you both go up to bed, take your mind off of this news.”
Tommy nodded in agreement and stood up and helped his wife upstairs to your shared room. After throwing another log onto the fireplace, Tommy sat beside you on the mattress, starting to undo the buttons on his shirt to get ready for bed. “Love, we don’t know what this means. We don’t know anything about what happened other than what the radio said. If something were to happen…”
“Oh Tommy! I can’t even think of that.”
“Love. IF something were to happen, you stay here, you help Polly and Ada run the business, take care of Finn. I don’t care what happens to me, I promise you that I will always find my way back to you. You will be taken care of, you’re a Shelby and we Shelby’s stick together.”
Your tears stopped. You took a deep breath and set your mind on something else. Something far more instinctual. You stood up and started to unbutton your blouse. Determined to memorize every inch of your husband, you slowed your blinking and captivated his gaze. Tommy reached to pull you closer, and you let him. Stepping closer, you shed the blouse and stepped out of your skirt.
Straddling Tommy’s lap, he kissed you while weaving his fingers through your hair. You breathed in the smell of him, committing it to memory. He smelled so good, earthy – like horses, soap, whiskey, cigarettes and something else, something distinctly Tommy. You loved how he smelled and how his touch sent goosebumps over your body. Even after all this time, he was the only man you’d ever been with and he was the only man that you even thought about like this.
Your hands went to peeling the rest of his layers off of him, tossing them to the floor with your clothes.
Tom rolled you onto your back, running his finger through the folds between your legs. Tommy kissed you and pressed himself slowly into you, filling you up. “Tommy, god you feel so good.”
Thrusting into you, panting, Tommy whispered, “You always feel good, love.” Feeling your walls tighten around him, he gripped your hands and held them over your head. Reaching your climax at the same time, he collapsed on top of you, while you ran your short nails up his arms and kissed his jaw.
A few minutes of silence passed as you both caught your breath. Curling up in Tom’s arms, resting your head on his chest, he spoke softly. “Whatever happens, wherever I go, know that I will always be completely devoted to you. Never tell my brothers that, I will deny it. But you are everything, love. Your love has made me a better man.”
You smiled, tucking yourself closer to your husband, “I’ve always known that Tommy. And don’t worry, I won’t tell your brothers. This sweet, soft side of you is only for me, I’d like to keep it that way.”
Tommy, this simple life, your own home and some kids one day, that is all you’d ever wanted, all you’d ever need. It would be nice to not have to worry about anything, but with Tommy, you knew you’d never go without the necessities.
That night, you two fell asleep together. Thoughts of ‘if’ looming in your minds, trying your hardest to be in the moment, together, on Watery Lane in Birmingham. Trying your best to forget about Sarajevo, wherever in the world that was.
Beautiful story. I loved how Tommy eased the readers mind of Sarajavo.
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when in writers block (bc me too)
yes i realize this isn’t 100% foolproof and doesn’t work for everyone but it sure as hell helps me (at least a bit) when i don’t know where to start. good luck writing and may words flow from you faster than water in the largest waterfall ever <3
- reread your old writing
- revisit unfinished discarded projects
- just write. everything. search up prompts and write your characters into them even if you’re not feeling it — which i know is easier said than done but we as writers need to realize that sometimes we gotta do what we don’t want to do
- start a new book (
ignore the pile of unfinished wips ok??!?!?!!!) - browse apps ((like pinterest) sounds anti productive but actually helps)
- inspiration is literally everywhere and in everything u just need to know where to look, whether that be online or in person where you’re observing relationships w people and how humans act
- on the opposite end of the spectrum: close that google doc… and just take a break. most ideas come when you’re not trying to force them out like ur life depends on it
- ask a friend to read some writing and give their prediction of what will happen next… then use it !
- just don’t give up!!!!!!! think about how an incredible book could be written and we wouldn’t even know because writers block kicked in & u gave up </3
Rebbloging to help a beautiful writer ♥️.
Great post. I get writers block too.
Writing request by @theichabbieclub
Summary: Tommy hears the reader singing a song they wrote about cheating. After he cheats on them with Lizzie. Inspired by a song by Madison Beer called, " Reckless."
Prompt: Tommy cheats on reader
Pairing: Tommy× Reader,Tommy x Lizzie, Tommy x black reader
Characters- Tommy, Reader, Lizzie
Warnings: Kissing, comfort, hurt, cheating, cussing, singing, smut, 18+. Not for minors.
She's Better
You wake up looking over to your side of the bed, noticing that Tommy isn't there. You've always love seeing the sight of him. He always gives you a morning kiss everytime you wake up. Tommy doing that makes your day the brightest. Now you'll be blue as ever. A note lays on the nightstand. You go to grab it and read. It states:
I'm gone to Shelby Co. Limited for business. I'll be back darling.
Love, T.S.
After you read the note, you shake your head with a sigh. One is that he always tells you that. Also, he's been doing that more frequently. Getting up from the bed, you put the note back down on the oak table. You walk over to your closet grabbing a gold dress to wear. It has gold rose designs on it. Putting it on reminds you of your first song gig at a club in London. The song was titled, " Love." Plus this is how you first met Tommy. Just the thought of that makes you think about Tommy. He was such a nice guy back then, but now he's different.
Eventually, you leave your room heading to the dining room. Francis comes over to you.
" Morning Mrs. Shelby", Francis says with a smile to you.
" Morning Francis." " Is my breakfast ready?", you ask politely looking at her.
" It is Mrs. Shelby." " I made you a fruit salad." " Also, a paper to read", Francis says leading you to the long table in the dining room.
" Sounds good Francis", you say following her.
" Here you are Mrs. Shelby", Francis says stopping at the side of the table.
" Thank you Francis." " Do you happen to know when Tommy left?", you ask sitting down in your chair.
" Yes I do." " He left at 7 this morning." " Why you ask Mrs. Shelby?", Francis asks with concern looking at you.
" Because he left me a note saying he was gone for business", you say fixing your tea.
" I'm sure he'll be back." " I'll let you enjoy your breakfast Mrs. Shelby", Francis says leaving the room.
Taking a sip of your tea, you glance over at the paper. It really didn't have anything that interests you. Only thing you like looking at was about the weather. Next you eat your fruit salad just eating what you wanted. All you ate was the blueberries and the strawberries. Tommy not being around ruined your appetite. Putting the fork down after your last bite of blueberries, you call for Francis.
" I'm finished with breakfast Francis", you called out.
Francis came out from the kitchen.
" You feeling ok Mrs. Shelby", Francis asks looking at your plate.
" Not really." " Just sick is all", you say lying to her.
" Oh ok." " I'm sorry to hear you're not well." " I hope you feel better Mrs. Shelby", Francis says looking at you.
" Thanks Francis", you say softly getting up from your table.
" Your very welcome Mrs. Shelby", Francis says watching you leave.
You decide to go your hiding place. That place was your song room. This was where you wrote your songs. Plus sing them. Other thing you feel like home in this room. One is that all your worries went away, but not this time. Your mind was wrapped up on Tommy.
Many things cross your mind as you go to lock your door. A name in particular dawns on you. That name was Lizzie. You remember a time where Tommy was mentioning how he was helping her type reports. Also, he came home late that same day. You've been hearing him making that excuse lately, finding it odd. "There is more going on between those two than just typing reports", you think to yourself shaking your head. Other thing you've been smelling a lady's perfume on his neck as of lately too. It smells of lavender and vanilla.
Going to your desk, you grab your pen and diary. This is where you wrote your songs. Most of them was about things in life. Opening your book, you start writing what you were feeling inside about Tommy. Your heart was broken inside.
" Why would Tommy cheat on me?", you think to yourself as you write.
Your song is about Tommy cheating on you. It all comes to paper very easily because you were writing from your broken heart. Stopping hear and there after each line, you sing each line to make sure it makes sense. The words are so very true.
Eventually, you get to the last part of your song. This last part you like a lot because it perfectly describes Tommy.
Last part is:
" You check in and out of my heart like a motel. And she must be perfect, oh well. I hope you both go to hell."
Putting the pen down, you decide to get some fresh aire. Your favorite spot to go to was a stone bridge over the river. Everytime you need a breather, you always go here.
At the Bridge
The fresh cool breeze takes your breath away, along with the fresh smell from the river. You close your eyes enjoying the sensation as you sit there on the bench. This spot was your favorite because it soothes you.
Then all sudden you hear loud moans from under the bridge. You open your eyes trying to hear out who's under there. Getting up from your seat quietly, you decide to see who's under there. Look of wonder appears on your face. A small cobblestone path catches your eye. You notice that it leads to under the bridge.
You decide to take the path, but walk slowly down it. The moans become more clearer the closer you get. To the right of the path you see a bush to hide at. Going to it quietly, you hunker down like a lioness watching her prey. Peering through the bush, you see Tommy thrusting into a woman with her hands above her head. It was like he was pining her. Your sex in bed with him was like that. A look of shock appears on your face. It felt as if Tommy was ripping your heart out in front of you.
From what you can see of the woman, she had short black hair with pale white skin. Her legs were wrapped around his waist. Plus her breasts were hanging out on display. Next you see Tommy sucking her nipples passionately. Just seeing this made you sick in your stomach. You carefully crawl out of the bush quietly, so they don't hear you.
As you walk up quietly up the path, you hear Tommy moan, " Oh fook Lizzie." He usually says that when he's about to cum. You wish you were the one getting fucked by him, not her.
Hearing that name really broke the final straw in you. Tears start to form in your E/c, as you kept walking. You made sure that Tommy didn't see you because your head hung low as you walked. Most likely he doesn't because his eyes are on Lizzie.
Back at Arrow House
When you got back home, you let all your feelings out that has been bottled up inside you. One is that you hit the sofa with all your might using your hand with hate and disgust.
" He's a fucking bastard", you shout loudly as you cry with anger and sadness.
Luckily, Francis was gone for the rest of the afternoon because she would be questioning you on what's wrong. Plus be frightened of your anger.
" Why.... why me, of all people", you shout walking to your room.
You walk into your room without closing the door. The book you wrote your song in earlier catches your eye. It lays on the sofa where you left it. Grabbing the book, you turn to the fourth page where your song is. You start singing the song to help you calm down somewhat.
Meanwhile, Tommy comes home. As he enters the door he hears your singing. Without taking his jacket and all off, he goes to your song room. He walks swift as a fox up the stairs with a surprised look. Your voice resonates through the long hallway. He goes near the door, but stays hidden from you. One is that he doesn't want to disturb your singing.
As you keep on singing, you walk to the big mirror where you can see all of you. It was one of the mirrors you bought when you first started singing. You put your hands close to your chest clenching them with sadness. This was a way you express your feelings as you sing. Your favorite part of the song was coming up. A feeling of pain and sadness shows in your voice as you sing it.
Song part is:" You check in and out of my heart like a motel. And she must be perfect, oh well. I hope you both go to hell."
Tommy hears you sing that with a look of shudder. He puts his hand to his head and closes his eyes. The image of him fucking Lizzie at the bridge clouds his mind. He knew he fucked up.
" Oh fucking hell", Tommy says quietly as he opens his eyes. He does a side glance with his eyes. He walks away quickly from you door without you knowing it. A feeling of guilt overcomes him as he walks away. He really couldn't face you at this time. Tommy leaves the house to go and hide. His place to go to was in the woods with his caravan.
Tommy gets his horse and all hooked up to the caravan in no time. He climbs into the caravan with a look of disappointment. Then he rides out with a hurry. He leaves behind a trail of dirt and dust behind him.
You stop singing your song. At the corner of your eye you see a caravan leaving from out the window. You walk over to the window to get a better look. All you see is dust clouding the driveway. As the dust falls onto the ground, you see a green caravan with a black horse pulling it. You smile seeing it because that's Tommy. All in all you hope that Tommy never comes back.
The End
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Leave Her Alone
Summary: Tommy takes his love to the garrison and as they enjoy their time there someone says something about her due to her size. He goes to say something about it. Also, he proves how beautiful she is.
Prompt: Tommy shows how beautiful you really are
Pairing: Tommy× Reader, Tommy× plus size reader
Warnings: 18+, smut, cussing, oral sex, passionate sex, NSFW, violence, and drinking.
Characters: Tommy, reader, Harry, and bad guy
Minors do not read.
Leave Her Alone
You and Tommy arrive at the Garrison holding hands. The smell of smoke and whiskey hits your face making you feel like home. You've always loved the smell because it reminds you of Tommy. A guy in the corner nods to you and Tommy as you two walk by. Tommy leads you through a crowd of people to a table not far from the bar. He pulls a chair out for you like a gentleman.
" Thank you love", you say smiling at him sitting down.
" You look good in that dress I bought you darling", Tommy says sitting next to you.
" Thank you Tommy."
" You look very handsome as always", you say looking at him.
Then a guy with an white apron on walks over to you two's table.
" Hey Harry", Tommy says smiling to him.
" Hey Tom, what will you and the lady have?", Harry asks looking at you two.
" I'll have irish whiskey", you say to Harry.
" I'll have the same as the lady", Tommy says with a nod to Harry.
" Good, it'll be over shortly", Harry says walking to the bar.
" You like the pub here?", Tommy asks looking at you.
" Yes, I love how vintage it is", you say with a warm smile.
" It is vintage love because we have our signs to our businesses on the wall", Tommy says pointing to a wall in front of you two.
You look at the wall and see one for horse betting and for a distillery. It says, Distilled for incurable sadness. Second one says Shelby Betting.
" That's very nice love", you say looking back at Tommy.
" Thanks darling", Tommy says smiling at you.
Harry comes back with you two's drinks.
" Enjoy", Harry says sitting them down onto the table.
" Thanks", you both say taking your glasses. " How about we make a toast for finding each other darling", Tommy says raising his glass. " I like that", you say raising your glass too.
" To an everlasting love", Tommy says as he clinks your glass. You clink his glass with a big smile on your face saying the same. Then you two take a drink.
In the corner of the pub a rough looking guy sitting with his friends looks at you, but you're unaware because you were facing the other way. Tommy didn't know of them talking because he was focusing on you. Your beautiful brown eyes catches his attention. Also, he was engrossed in talking to you about horses. The guys snicker as they look at your figure. One guy whispers quietly that you looked like a whale. Second one laughs at the guys comment.
Third guy whispers," That Tommy must be a dumb fook to love her."
" Want me tell them in person?", the rough guy asks looking at the second guy.
" I would to see what they do, ey", the second guy says watching you and Tommy.
The rough guy gets up walking you two's way.
"You told me that you have a big horse stable", you say looking at him.
" Yes I do and it's a pretty good size one that can hold 8 horses the most", Tommy says taking a sip of his drink.
" I never had a stable that big."
" Only 4 horses I could hold", you say looking at him.
" Hey whale lady", the rough says standing behind you.
You turn to look at him with a look of hurt in your eyes. That really hurt your feelings because that's what people said to you when you were younger. A little tear escapes your right eye.
"You leave my darling alone, eh", Tommy says getting up from his seat. He looks at the guy with mean eyes. Tommy doesn't like it when a guy bothers his love.
" You're a dumb fook to like her Tommy", the rough guy says with sarcasm shaking his head.
" No, I'm not you stupid fooker", Tommy says raising his voice.
" Why her when you can have a sexy whore", the rough guy says watching him. Tommy goes to stand right in front of him. He towers over the rough guy like a giant.
" Because she's kind and sweet as honey", Tommy says boring into the guys eyes.
" Whores are not", Tommy adds with sarcasm.
" Oh really", the rough guy cackles at him grinning. Tommy gives him the death stare not saying nothing.
Everyone in the bar went quiet as a mouse. They all watch the bar fight ensue with looks of anticipation. You get up quickly to hide behind the bar with dear life. Cowering down under the bar you listen to what happens. " Please win Tommy", you say quietly to yourself.
" What ya going to do about it?", the rough guy asks taunting Tommy.
Rough guy just stands there like a stupid ouf.
" How about I do this to you fooker", Tommy says grabbing a bottle from the table to the right.
Then Tommy hits the bottle over the guys head. The bottle breaks into a million pieces with some shards sticking into the guys head. Some lands on the floor around him. Blood runs down the sides of his head.
" Fooking hell!", the rough guy shouts in pain looking at Tommy.
He tries to run at Tommy, but stops midway because his vision was blurry from the blood getting in his eyes.
" You asked for it you fook, eh", Tommy spats at the guy stepping back.
The rough guy glances back at his friends. They sit there with their mouths open with shock. Tommy looks their way watching them like a hawk. He puts his hand in his pocket pulling out his gun. Tommy points it at his friends and him.
" You guys get the fook out of here and never come back." " By order of the peaky fooking blinders", Tommy shouts at the guys as he points his gun at them.
The guys quickly get up from their seats looking at Tommy like scared chickens.
" Lets... get ... out ... of ... here", the second guy stutters as he moves to the door quickly.
Other guy follows him without a word out the door.
" That includes you too fooker", Tommy says picking up the rough guy by the collar.
Rough guy just looks at him with fearful eyes. As Tommy gets him near the door, he throws him onto the cold ground outside.
" Fook you", Tommy shouts at the guy watching him.
Rough guy just lays there looking around. His friends stand in the alleyway watching him. Then Tommy pulls his gun out and shoots him in the head.
" Oh shit!", his friends shout looking at their friend.
Tommy hears his remaining friends and looks their way.
" Fook off or you'll end up just like him", Tommy shouts looking at them.
The guys run off fast after he says that. Harry goes outside to Tommy.
" They gone Tom?", Harry asks him glancing at the dead man.
" Yes and call Johnny Dogs to get the body", Tommy says softly putting his gun back in his pocket.
" Will do Tom", Harry says going back into the pub. Harry goes to call Johnny Dogs.
Before Tommy goes back inside, he takes advantage of enjoying the fresh cool night air. He takes out his gold cigarette case pulling out a cigarette. Next he rubs the butt of the cigarette on his lips, so it stays in place. Lighting the cigarette, he leans onto the door frame looking inside the pub. Tommy notices you crawling from under the bar.
" I hope she's ok", Tommy thinks to himself as he blows smoke.
After you crawl from under the bar, you look around for Tommy. You notice that he's no where in sight. A look of worry appears on your face. Harry sees you looking for him.
" Tom is outside luv", Harry says coming to you. " Oh ok, thanks Harry", you say with a sigh of relief. You go to the table you were sitting at and grab your coat.
Everyone in the bar was going about their business again when you walk outside. To the right of the door Tommy stands smoking a cigarette.
" Hey Tommy, I thought something happened to you", you say looking at him.
" I'm ok darling", Tommy says softly looking at you.
" I'm glad those goons are gone", you say softly as you stand next to him.
" Me too darling", Tommy says blowing smoke in the air.
" I thank you for standing up for me Tommy", you say softly looking into his eyes.
" Your very welcome my darling", Tommy says softly throwing his cigarette onto the cold ground.
" That man really hurt my feelings you know", you say glancing at Tommy.
" I promise that he won't hurt you anymore darling", Tommy says with assurance.
" Good, but that guy really made me think that I'm not beautiful", you say sadly looking at him with puppy eyes.
" Darling, you're beautiful in every way", Tommy says pulling you close to him.
" In what way Tommy?", you ask starting to feel better.
" I'll show you darling, but not here", Tommy says softly looking into your eyes.
" I can't wait for what you show me", you say blushing at him.
" My place or yours darling?", Tommy asks grabbing your hand.
" Your place Tommy", you say squeezing his hand lightly.
" Luckily, it's not far because it's cold out here darling", Tommy says walking with you.
" I agree with you", you say shaking a little. Tommy notices that you're cold.
" I'll let you have my coat darling", Tommy says putting his coat on you.
" Thanks love", you say smiling at him.
His coat was big. It feels like a fleece blanket on you. You start warming up instantly because his coat was made of wool.
You two hold hands as you walk to his place. " My place is just around the corner here darling", Tommy says as he walks you down a black cobblestone road. All the houses looked the same here. One is that all of them were the same color, which was grey with a black roof.
" Here we are darling", Tommy says walking you to a black door.
" So glad, because I'm ready to settle down", you say watching him.
" Me too darling", Tommy says opening the door.
Tommy motions you to go in first. You walk in glancing around the house. Little decorative plates line the wall. Also, a nice red satin curtain adorns the window on the right. Plus it feels like Tommy because it looks manly inside with the colors of red and black.
" You can sit on the sofa darling", Tommy says closing and locking the door.
" Thanks love", you say taking his coat and yours off.
You set them on the rack near the door. After you take your coats off you feel Tommy's eyes on you. One is that you were wearing that dress he bought you that shows your gorgeous curves. Second he loves you in red. Everytime you went on a date with Tommy you always wear red.
Tommy gets his jacket off setting it on the same rack as yours. Then he looks you up and down taking in the sight of you in the dress as he walks behind you.
" Love you in this dress darling", Tommy says wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.
" I love it too." " Makes me feel beautiful", you say softly glancing at him.
" Yes indeed darling", Tommy says softly kissing your neck.
" You told me that you would show me what makes me beautiful Tommy." " What is it?", you ask with curiosity looking at Tommy.
"Oh, yes about that", Tommy says kissing your neck still.
" Come on Tommy", you say cutely blushing at him.
" Your love for me darling." " Plus our love for each other", Tommy says softly as he stops kissing your neck.
Tommy walks from behind you to stand in front of you. He pulls out a ragged paper from his pocket.
" I've written this poem for you darling." " Want to hear it?", Tommy asks softly looking into your eyes.
" Yes love, I do", you say blushing madly at him.
Tommy reads the poem softly to you.
You smile and shed a tear as he reads the poem to you. Plus you didn't know that Tommy could write such sweet words. His words was making you feel better about yourself.
After Tommy says the last line of the poem, you go to hug him. A warm smile appears on his face.
" That is so true love", you say looking at him.
" It is my darling", Tommy says setting the paper down on the table.
" How long we've been dating?", you ask thinking about it.
" Since I came back from the war, which was 6 months ago", Tommy says softly looking at you.
" I can't believe it's been that long", you say with surprise.
" It has darling and all we've done is kiss." " I think it's time we express our love for each other", Tommy says softly looking into your eyes.
" I agree love", you say softly looking back into his eyes.
" You prefer bed or sofa darling?", Tommy asks pulling away from you.
" Bed would be much comfy, since I'm a big girl", you say with confidence.
Tommy takes your hand in his, leading you to his bedroom. You feel a rush of heat overcome your body just from holding his hand alone. One is that you loved his rough hands. They always set a spark of love in you.
As the two of you reach his bedroom. He stands at the side of his bed in front of you. " You sure you want this darling?", Tommy asks guiding you to the side of the bed. He leans his forehead against yours looking into your eyes full of want for you.
" Yes I do", you say softly looking into his eyes.
" Good my darling", Tommy says pulling his forehead away from yours.
Then he goes to kiss you passionately with heated kisses. You kiss him back with just as much passion as him. He runs his hands to the zipper of your dress and unzips it. You feel a rush of cool air touch your body as your dress falls off to the floor. The air sends a jolt of arousal over your body. It's like the air sets the mood for you two.
Tommy breaks away from the kiss to look at your beautiful naked body before him. He blushes taking in the sight of you. It was like he was mapping out every inch of your body in his mind.
" You're so beautiful darling", Tommy says softly looking you over still.
You smile at him without saying a word.
After he takes in the sight of you, he undresses before you. Unbuttoning his shirt you watch with anticipation because you've never seen him shirtless before. You notice a tattoo on his chest. It looks like a sun to you judging by how the lines form an arch. Tommy gets his shirt off setting it on the floor beside him. You blush madly taking in the sight of his chest. He looks so sexy. One is that you loved his masculinity. Then you see a tattoo on his arm. It has a star with a word on it, but couldn't make it out what it said.
Next he undoes his pants letting it fall to the floor. Your eyes go to the bulge that has formed in his shorts. A rush of heat forms in your velvet folds just by looking at it. Tommy keeps his eyes on you with want in his eyes. Finally, he discards his white shorts. A big smile appears on your face when you look at his cock. One is that it was twitching. Second you already see beads of precum on the head of his cock.
Tommy goes over to you and gently pushes you onto the bed. He goes onto the bed peppering your whole body with sweet kisses. A cute moan escapes your mouth earning a sweet smile from Tommy. Kissing your breasts he takes each nipple in his mouth sucking and nibbling on it. He looks up at you with satisfaction. You start feeling better about yourself because of how Tommy was loving you. Each of his kisses and sucks was loving and passionate.
He stops sucking your breasts, kissing his way down just before your wet folds. You buck your hips at him with need and want for him.
" Please Tommy, I want you", you whimper at him.
Tommy listens to you without saying a word. He goes to your wet folds licking his lips. Pressing his face to your wet folds, Tommy sucks and licks your clit. You run your hand to his head to pull on his hair gently. Sexy and sweet moans escape from your mouth. You feel his licks getting faster making you grind against his mouth. The faster he licks, you press his face more into your velvet folds. You close your eyes seeing stars. A warm feeling overcomes your body as you cum into his mouth moaning his name. You let go of his hair bringing your hand back to your side.
Tommy pulls away from your velvet folds smiling at you. He takes his shirt wiping your cum off on it. Then he goes between you on the bed towering over you. He takes your hands in his putting them above your head. " Love you Y/n", he moans as he starts fucking you passionately.
You wrap your legs around his waist pulling him closer to you. Tommy kisses you where tongues meet. It was like your tongues were dancing with one another. You and Tommy's hands intertwine as he stops kissing you. Tommy fucks you a bit faster earning a high pitch moan from you. He looks into your eyes with a loving look squeezing your hands. You yourself was enjoying the love you two were sharing with one another. It was like all your hurt and worries went away.
Then the sounds of sex grew louder filling the room. His skin was slapping on your skin. You and Tommy were moaning each others names like a chant. The bed was creaking. All of these things was leading you two to the edge of pleasure.
As Tommy makes one hard thrust hitting your sweet spot. You both squeeze each others hands as you both climax together. Tommy lets go of your hand with a loving look. You smile at him as he stays on top of you. He playfully nudges your nose. You nudge his back blushing at him.
" You're so sweet love", you say smiling at Tommy.
" Always to my darling", Tommy says pulling away from you.
He goes to lay next you wearing a loving smile on his face, feeling well spent. You decide to rest your head on his chest.
" I want you to know that I love you dearly." " Also, I think you're beautiful in every way darling", Tommy says softly looking down at you.
You look up at him with a loving smile. " Thank you love." " I love you too", you say softly looking into Tommy's blue eyes.
He smiles looking at you. It was the prettiest smile you ever seen. Just the sight of it makes your heart melt.
" I'm spent darling and you?", he yawns watching you.
" I can say the same", you say softly playing with the few chest hairs on his chest.
" Lets get some shut eye darling", Tommy says getting comfy on his pillow.
After you pull your head away from his chest, you two give each other a goodnight kiss.
You two fall asleep into the night feeling loved.
The End
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Next story to come " I'll Mend Your Wound." Requested by annon.
I'll Mend Your Wound
Summary: You get shot in the shoulder during a ballet at Arrow House. Tommy doesn't know how to react, but decides to care for your bullet wound.
Prompt: Tommy doesn't know how to react with you getting shot in shoulder
Warnings: Violence,hurt, blood, cussing, comfort, and hugging
Characters: You, Tommy, and others
Pairing: Tommy x Reader
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Hello Selene 3 & 5 of the questions game :) happy Sunday
I'll answer. Happy Sunday to you too.
3. My best fanfic I've written is Captivating Beauty.
5. My writing style with fanfic is like a roleplay because I want the reader to visualize in their mind what's going on. It's like painting a picture with words. Plus I use poetic quotes and literary devices like similes and metaphors.