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brummiereader · 5 months ago

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Uptown Girl (Part Four)

Summary: You and Tommy suddenly find yourselves in a small predicament as the impending hour of your engagement ball draws near. Only to be made worse when you make an unexpected bold move in your war of words. As alliances begin to form between the gangster and an unlikely guest later that evening. Yours and Tommy's feelings also begin to show when he makes a move that will leave you as equally breathless. But with someone watching from afar, another problem comes your way. One that could leave everything in jeopardy.

Warnings: Language, angst, domestic violence, use of one racial slur, very brief 18+ themes.

Word Count: 5692

Authors Note: The waltz played at the engagement ball is called "Second Waltz" by Dmitri Shostakovich. Which was also used in my trailer for this series.

"So, what seems to be the problem?" you asked with gritted teeth, hovering over the workman with half his body buried deep under the intricate rail work of pipes as you silently prayed for a better outcome than what the current situation held.

" Busted main pipe, Miss" Mr Potts grunted as he hoisted himself up from under the dusty floors of your aging home.

Well, bollocks, you thought to yourself as you wiped the layer of sweat that had accumulated on the back of your neck. The sweltering heat that had descended over the country, having no mercy on you and every other citizen that was accustomed to summers your southern neighbors would consider dreary and wet.

" Is it possible you could fix it...by tonight?" you questioned in hopes things could be swiftly sorted before your engagement ball set to take place that evening. The soirée you had no choice but to put a brave face on for. But not a sweaty, frazzled-haired one if you had any control over your bathing habits.

" Mr Potts?" you queried once again when a hearty crescendo of laughter left the plumbers jiggling girth at your lack of knowledge for manual labor, and the hours it would take to fix such a problem.

" Tonight? Are you 'aving a laugh?" he snorted as you crossed your arms, the deepening creases of your brow furrowing with every chuckle that left his raspy lungs.

" It's not that funny..." you mumbled as he continued to echo his amusement. Could probably fix it myself, given the chance, your strong willingness pushed through your pouting lips when Tommy came striding down the hallway.

"Y/N" he greeted you with a soft smile, dressed in only a vest and suit trousers, his suspenders hanging loosely from his hips. It would almost be unusual to see him fully dressed in your presence at this point, you thought to yourself as you watched him wipe the sticking heat from under his chin down to his toned collarbone. Hot. So...so, terribly hot...

"Mr Shelby" you greeted him back with flushed cheeks, pulling yourself away from your steamy thoughts as he stood arm to arm with you. His darting eyes unable to divert from the beads of perspiration that had settled on your rising chest, dripping down to the curves of your...fuck

" Pipes about to burst " you said, catching his wandering eye as you subtly shimmied the frills of your dress over your steamy display.

" Right" he replied as he cleared his throat, finding a degree of innuendo in your passing statement he felt would be best kept to himself than shared with the room and it's causing effect. You.

As you both watched the plumber plod about, a silence momentarily settled between you both, free from the bickering, cocky remarks and slamming of doors.

Something had unexpectedly changed since Tommy turned up in both support and respect to your father's funeral. The sudden shift away from butting heads, replaced by the echoing spark of yearning from your first encounter. But for how long, until you faced yet another bump in your precariously winding road to admitting your sentiments towards the other?

"Me and my boys will be 'round first thing tomorrow" the workman announced as he settled his cap on his head, breaking the tension between you both.

" But...but how are we supposed to wash?"you hurried after his heavy footsteps, left inconveniently in the lurch.

" Servants' quarters aren't connected to the main buildings' plumbing" he replied, turning around as his pout belly bounced into yours, the sudden impact causing you to fly back two feet. " Their bath is hooked up to the pipes for the horses stables. That ain't gonna be a problem is it now, Miss? he asked with his hands on his hips as his eyes honed in on your bumbling lips.

" I...I didn't build this house, Mr Potts" you said with darting eyes and reddened cheeks, feeling like you were suddenly the one to be blamed for the houses' layout, and the divide it created between classes.

" I can assure you, had I been the one to oversee the architecture..." you rambled off into an incoherent speech on how you was for workers rights as the plumbers' brow began to scrunch at your nattering to a comment he made in jest.

" No, it's not a problem. Absolutely, definitely not, a problem" you answered, catching your breath with a weary smile as your embarrassment for not being able to reply to a simple question without going into a rant caught up with you.

" Splendid" he replied, hooking his thumbs under his suspenders as he turned around. A chuckle leaving his lips for the high society lady he had left in a dizzy.

Spinning on your heel, you came face to face with your smoking squatter, casually leaning against the wall as a small grin of amusement he had no intention of hiding, lurked behind the fumes of tobacco as you slowly padded towards him, awaiting the dose of humiliation you were sure was on the tip of his tongue.

" One bath" he said stood in front of you as his eyes darted back and forth to the servants' quarters.

" Hmm" you hummed as you watched him brush the droplets of heat from his brow. Both of you in dire need to cool down. But with only one bath, the race to it's location was now tethering on the starting line as you both waited for the other to make the first move.

"Excuse me" you said before taking off down the very hallway he'd been eyeing up, attempting to get a head start on your mutually shared agenda.

" Stifling isn't it?" You said, flapping the top of your dress in attempt to get a draft down to your sweating crevices as he quickly appeared beside you, matching your quickened pace as you both exchanged pleasantries to hide the determination you had to get to the only bath with running water.

" Suffocating" he replied as you jogged breathlessly next to his long strides, distracted enough for him to take a quick peek at the beautiful sight of your bouncing bosom.

" You dropped something, love" Tommy warned you as he glanced down at your feet, causing you to momentarily stop in your tracks.

Dropped something, your eyes narrowed in on him briskly walking away with a throaty chuckle. Dropped your guard for him mischievously fooling you more like!

" You cheat!" you pouted as you summoned the will of your inner child, racing after his steps like a charging young boy, red-faced and sweaty about to tackle down his biggest rival, when you came to a stumbling stop into his body, quickly wrapping your slippery hand around his on the brass handle of the door as you both fought for dominance.

" Ladies first" he relented to the gentlemanly way of doing things, gesturing for you to go as you blew a lock of hair from in front of your eyes,

" No, you go" you replied coyly, intending to play a back and forth game of politeness until your graciously gave. Ignoring the fact you had launched yourself into him seconds earlier, ready to fight him to the death on who gets first dibs.

"Well, if you insist" he opened the door with a smirk, swiftly shutting it behind him.

"But..but..." He left you muted and mumbling as you stood with crossed arms, your eyes darting in disbelief to and from the room he had just entered.

What a... you scoffed to yourself unable to find the appropriate insult as you heard him turn the water on, obnoxiously whistling to himself in the process.

And to think you thought the unspoken ceasefire between you was a treaty you had both signed.

What was he doing, practicing his butterfly stroke? you thought to yourself as your eyes honed in on the bathroom door. One hour. One full hour he'd been in there bathing himself as if he was a Greek goddess in the seas of Pathos.

" Right" you stormed up from the chair placed directly outside the door you had been waiting in front of for the hour of your life you'd never get back.

"Mr Shelby?" you politely knocked for the first time since his arrival, only to have a response of silence.

"Mr Shelby!?" Your patience lasted all but two seconds as your fist began to pound on the door before you dramatically swung it open. It's not like you hadn't already seen the lengthy manhood the gods had bestowed upon him, you reasoned to yourself as you charged through to see him with his head lulled back against the ceramic bath, a cigarette hanging loosely between his fingers.

" Get out. It's my turn" you huffed with your back against the sink as you watched him with annoyance, peacefully submerged in the cloudy water filled with Epsom salts.

" Oh, It's you. I would've never guessed" he opened one eye with a smirk to see you getting furiously irritated by the locks of hair sticking to your face.

" It's been an hour. Now leave" you said as you turned to the sink, fiddling with the cold tap to relive yourself from the heat radiating from your skin.

"It's been ten minutes" he said, lifting his cigarette to his lips as his eyes roamed over your dress adhered to your skin with sweat.

"You've used all the water! I can't...I can't believe you!" you snapped, turning the silver faucet to the very end for only a pitiful drop of water to settle in your palm.

" You can use mine when I get out" he said, causing your eyes to widen as big as his cocky grin. He may very well have been accustomed to sharing mucky bath water when he was a child in a bid for his mother to save on pennies, but you had never done anything of the sort. Let alone with a grown man you had only known for a matter of weeks. "Or there's a pond at the bottom of the garden"

" Pond?!"

" Too posh for ponds as well, ey princess?" a sly smirk settled on his ridiculously plump lips as he waited, watching you in the corners of his blue irises with amusement.

"Leave" you demanded, succumbing to the realisation that you had no choice but to bathe in his leftovers than share a pond with any potential slithering beings that lived in it.

" Five more minutes" he said closing his eyes, blowing a cloud of smoke to the ceiling. Had he become so accustomed to your daily bickering, that he was in fact doing this on purpose just so he would have an excuse to interact with you? Yes.

Whatever possessed you to do what you did next, when you propped your foot on the edge of the toilet seat and unclasped your garter straps, shimmying the stockings from your legs along with them. Would plague you for the rest of the evening if not, your entire life.

" Out" you approached the side of the bath, throwing your most intimate of undergarments on top of his bundled up clothes on a nearby chair.

" I think I'd rather stay, darling" he said watching you pull your dress from over your head as his cigarette slowly submerged itself under the murky water. The sight of you now only in your under slip leaving him momentarily stunned.

"Fine" you said forcing a sarcastic smile through your slowly evaporating bravado.

There's no going back now, you thought to yourself, dipping your foot into the bath as Tommy bolted upright until his body was firmly against the back of the cool enclosure.

"Fuck, what are..." he was lost for words at your unexpected display of both competitiveness, and a boldness that would match any Small Heath lass he'd ever encountered.

" What does it look like I'm doing? I'm having a bath, Mr Shelby" you replied, following through with your endeavor without a blip as you poured a tinned jug of water over your locks, watching Tommy shift position as he rubbed the droplets of water sitting on the curls of his long lashes away with his hand. Was he seeing things? Dreaming, hallucinating?

" Do you ever relax?" he asked you after silently observing you laver the soap onto your chest and arms in the quickest manner you could possibly achieve to do it in. Watching the bubbles of perfumed lavender seep down to your ample cleavage as your entangled legs and little room to move, made matters worse for the growing predicament he now found himself in.

" Huh!" you scoffed at his remark that would be better attributed to himself as you went to reach for the bar of soap, when your slippery hands had it sinking to the bottom of the watery deep. Inconveniently close to his side of the bath. Dangerously close to his side.

Locking eyes, you cautiously dipped your hand under the water when you felt him grab hold of your wrist, saving you from discovering the effect you had on him, and grabbing something he'd prefer stayed attached to his body.

With a heaving chest your eyes met in a lustful gaze as you felt the gentle tightening of his hand around yours in the cool water. Beckoning your thoughts to join him in the unspoken line he wanted to cross. The line you had both been dancing precariously close to ever since you met.

Whether it was fear of what would come after, or the nerves you felt about being intimate with someone again after your first disastrous time. You abruptly stood up as Tommy's mouth fell agape at the sight before him. Your body sheathed in your slip, drenched in enough water to see through the thin fabric to reveal your bare body beneath. Knickerless. Fuck.

" Stay" Tommy's breathy voice churning with desire mumbled, swallowing the lump in his throat as his straining cock twitched at the sight of your bare body in front of him. His hands edging to wrap around your legs and pull you down on top of him to relive you both of the tension you had let build through weeks of bickering.

" I won't" you left, leaving him with the angry echo of your voice and the puddles of your parting footsteps. Anger you felt only for yourself, and the yearning you had to indulge in your forbidden desires. Knowing it would only further confuse your mounting feelings for him, and the emotional web it would create if your future dealt you the wrong hand.

" Fucking hell..." Tommy threw his head back, slowly engulfing himself until he was fully submerged under the water. You'd be the death of him.

What the hell was you thinking, you pushed your damp hair away from your face as you walked down the heavy wooded stairs into the foyer. The sight of an unknown woman in the dining room capturing your attention enough for you to momentarily forget your impromptu bath with the blue-eyed trespasser.

" Ghastly, isn't it?" you said with crossed arms coming to stand beside her as she pulled the cigarette from between her ruby painted lips, lowering her sunglasses enough from the large portrait of Tommy to look at you.

" So you're the one" she said with a pursed smile, her hazel eyes igniting with a shared mischievousness for infuriating your mutual acquaintance.

" And you must be?" you queried as she stubbed out her cigarette on the frame of Tommy's imposing painting.

" Polly Gray. Aunt Polly to some" she said, reaching her immaculately painted talons out in a polite handshake before returning her eyes to the large framed picture.

" Whatever do you think possessed him to commission such a monstrosity?" your nose scrunched up at the beady-eyed horse and it's owner looming over you.

"Grand home, grand aspirations" she waved her hand in front of her at the strokes of paint, and it's ill fitting placement. A dining room. His mug watching everyone eat their breakfast. How delightful.

" Grand ego, more like" you said when a puff of smoke to your left came into view as you carried on your torment, knowing the very owner of the painting both you and his Aunt were ruthlessly insulting was standing right beside you.

" Well, he certainly has enough of that" she replied with a smirk, as Tommy furrowed his brow at you both simultaneously ganging up on him, having only met moments ago.

He liked his portrait, he thought to himself as he stiffened his posture, admiring the work that had been done when a burst of giggles came from next of him.

" You two finished?" he said as you both pulled your eyes away from the brooding painting of himself to the grumpy human version.

" Oh, Mr Shelby. I didn't see you there" you said with your hand to your chest, his shaking head not joining you and his Aunts shared amusement.

" Tommy. Y/N and I were just getting to know each other. Or rather, your interesting painting" she said, turning to pick up the folder of documents her nephews' distracted thoughts had forgotten to sign, when Tommy ceased the opportunity to enclose the small space between you as his Aunt bundled her belongings together.

" You left these with my clothes" his hot breath whispered into your ear with a curling smile, prickling the skin of your neck in a gentle wave of pleasure as he reached into his back pocket to pull out your laced underwear.

" Give them" you said quietly through gritted teeth, as you both tugged on the delicate item of clothing until they ripped and Tommy let go with a breathy chuckle.

" What's with you all of a sudden, eh?" Tommy quietly mumbled to you, gently elbowing you in the side to get your attention, you reciprocated back twice as hard just as Polly turned to see the tense display between you both.

Don't think she hadn't noticed, nor the fact both of you had hair still damp with water. Just what had you two been up to?

" It was a pleasure to meet you, Miss Gray" you bid his Aunt goodbye with the bundled knickers scrunched in your hand behind your back as Tommy's thumb gently brushed over the fleshy part of your wrist.

Why were you suddenly playing so hard to get? You had got in the bath with him for Christ' sake, he thought to himself as his eyes followed you out the room. Were you playing games? his thoughts further nagged him with the idea of you toying with him. He'd seen you looking at him. Seen you stealing glances when you thought he wasn't watching. How long were you going to keep pretending you didn't want it as much as him?

" Until next time" she said with a curious smile, intrigued to know more about you and what had her nephew away from the office so frequently after mouthing to anyone forced to listen, how much you got under his skin.

" Now that's a rare sight worth painting" her drawn lips closed into a tight smile as the door closed and her head turned to see the pining eyes of her nephew, held in captivation for the woman that had just left the room.

" Be careful Thomas, anyone might just think you're in love" she arched her brow with a matching smirk before making her way to his office. Leaving a huffing Tommy with a disgruntled thrown as he shoved his hands into the depths of his trouser pockets.

Shit.

" Don't think I haven't noticed, Mr Shelby" your Grannie lifted her chin, her eyes looking at the gangster from head to toe stood beside her.

"I've seen that look" her lips pouted with a knowing smile, catching him staring at you from across the ballroom later that evening, as your fiance loomed over you. A look she herself had shared with a man not so different to Tommy.

" And what look would that be, Dowager? Tommy said through the toying smirk on the corner of his mouth as he took two glasses of champagne from a passing waiter, before taking a seat on the gold plush settee next to her.

" A look as old as time" she said, lifting the glass of bubbles to her lips as Tommy's eyes creased into a mischievous smile.

" Your secret is safe with me, Mr Shelby" Grannie's eyes met the spark of youth in his as she returned to keeping a watchful eye on you. Her loathing for the gangster having taken a sudden blow after witnessing his attentiveness to you at her son's funeral in the absence of your betrothed.

"Brute!" her eyes filled with anger as she watched Cal grab hold of your arm, pulling you into the darkness of the corner of the room.

" I can have him find his way into the cut, if you'd like" Tommy scoffed cocking a brow, passing your Grannie the small pocket square of white cotton from the front of his tailored tux, to usher the tears for your bleak circumstances away.

"Behave" she let a small giggle slip, patting his leg as her new budding companion for the evening sent her a boyish grin as she dabbed her eyes through her laughter.

" I'm afraid my dear girl will have even dire choices if Mr Astor happens to go missing. Her last remaining option looking ever the more bleak with each passing day" she sighed as her head cast down in exhaustion to her fingers clutched tightly around the champagne glass resting in her lap.

"Arrow House" Tommy let a breathy exhale out. Your Grannie only confirming his suspicions as to what had you clinging on for dear life to the house that would be better torn down than the many repairs needed to fix the state your father had left it in.

" For what it's worth, Mr Shelby. Your arrival may have thrown a spanner into my granddaughter's secret scheming, but it also brought a spring in her step for the life she once lived to it's full. Something I haven't had the joy of witnessing for many years" she confided in him, resting her aged hand creased with the wrinkles of wisdom she had earned on his arm. "And for that, I'm forever grateful to you"

" You're hurting me" you flinched at Cal's hand clasped tightly around your wrist, his eyes darkening into a bottomless glare of blackness.

" I will have you answer me, Y/N" he demanded, pulling you further into his body, hiding your guests from the controlling nature of your relationship.

" Why was he there, hm? Did you invite him?" his eyes blazed at you with fury. Breaths away from insulting you for his own insecurities having learnt of Tommy's appearance at your father's funeral from your brother.

" Are you whoring yourself out to him?" His paranoia spat through gritted teeth, his tightening hold numbing the extremities of your throbbing hand as your eyes welled with fear." Answer me!"

" Y/N?" Tommy's concerned voice drifted to you with his enclosing footsteps.

" Mr Shelby" you turned away from him, wiping the tears from your eyes with your bruising hand.

" Once again, Shelby. You seek out my fiance" Cal seethed though a throaty laugh, stretching the strain from his fingers that were moments away from snapping your wrist.

" It seems he is quite fond of you, dear" he scoffed with amusement as Tommy handed you a glass of gin, his look of disgust for the man beside him and the state of upset he had left you in further angering him when your limp hand had no strength to hold the small glass of liquor you quietly mumbled your gratitude for.

" A backstreet gypsy boy trying to win himself a woman of society. Whoever gave you the idea you could achieve such a thing?"

" This backstreet gypsy has never been one to turn down a challenge, Mr Astor. Especially not something as pretty as your wife to be" Tommy raised his brow, letting his mouth fall open with a challenging smirk, knowing the bastard in front of him wouldn't have a leg to stand on if he tried his luck with the cutthroat gangster, notorious for killing anyone who dared to come up against him.

" Fellas" your brother came between the two men in an attempt to calm the tension before a bloody shootout ensued.

"Dicky, Harold, meet Mr Shelby. My baby sister's houseguest" he turned to the men beside him as Tommy and your fiance continued to lock horns with a glaring, shared stance.

" Oh yes, the criminal" they tallest sniggered as the other took a chuckling bite of fish eggs on the wafer thin piece of bread in his hand.

" Harold Sterling. We share a business acquaintance" Tommy's head snapped to the giggling duo as he pointed his finger.

" I doubt that" he scoffed as his wife appeared beside him, curious as to who the smartly dressed gentleman was.

" Mr J.R Hughes from Hampstead, London" Tommy reminded him, lighting a cigarette, blowing the first drag of tobacco in his smug face.

" He mentioned you'd be attending this evening's ball. Said for me to send his regards to your wife, Kitty." His eyes narrowed in as Mr Sterling's widened with embarrassment.

" Your secretary, you've been sleeping with her again, haven't you? You dirty pig" his wife quietly snarled at him, as he tried to usher her away from causing a scene in front of the many dignitaries and fellow business partners present.

" Oh I'm sorry, I mean Gladys" Tommy named his second mistress through his cigarette loosely sitting between his lips before he could escape his dues.

" You bastard, you rotten bastard!" She snapped, swatting him across the arm as he cowered away.

" Dicky, how's your old man? Hear he got locked up?" Tommy turned to his next victim, picking them off one by one as you looked down at your drink, biting your bottom lip in an attempt to stop the smile of amusement you had for Tommy's brutal onslaught of the insufferable gang of merry men your brother spent time with.

" You have the wrong man, Mr Shelby. You don't know my father" he spat, turning to leave.

" The whole of Birmingham north of Aston knows him. The butcher of Bordesley Green"

" Your father's a butcher?" Johnathan's brow furrowed as his friend's lips wobbled without an answer.

" If butchering people is a profession" Tommy raised his brow. Ruthlessly unveiling the man's secret, his family had done their upmost to keep hidden from high society. But not from the backstreets of Birmingham his father's midnight killings had landed him in a life long stint at his majesty's pleasure until the noose called his name.

" Good lord, man!" Johnathan looked to his friend in horror, taking a step back from him and the small caviar knife on the porcelain plate in his hand, he feared he would use to gauge his organs out having learnt of his father's murderous hobby, as Tommy watched your finances eyes dart back and forth to him, waiting for the gang leader to reveal his own dirty secrets.

" Gentleman" Tommy left with a wicked smile of satisfaction. Leaving Cal momentarily with the comfort that his own legacy was safely secure. Safe for now, that is.

Watching you from afar at the side of the ballroom later that evening, Tommy continued to quietly endure your brother's nattering of unwarranted business ideas. Only entertaining his nonsense so he could peacefully steal glances at the woman who truly held his interest.

" Compelling, Johnathan" Tommy absently noted, pulling his eyes away from you as he took the last sip from his emptying glass of whisky.

" Another, old chap?" Your brother pointed to his glass, eager to continue his ridiculous business proposition he hoped would earn him big money.

" Yeh" Tommy cleared his throat, passing him his empty tumbler, thankful to be rid of him as he made his way to the lonely seat next to you.

" Mr Shelby" you looked up at him, away from the dancing guests as he settled himself beside you. " I want to thank you, for earlier" your tired eyes looked to him, hoping he understood the depth of your gratitude for intervening.

" Y/N..." he sighed, taking your battered wrist into his comforting touch, brushing his thumb gently over your bruising skin deepened once again with the marks of control your fiance had over you.

" Please, please don't say it. Just let me forget, if only for a moment" you interrupted him, resting your fingers gingerly over his hand as Tommy let out a stifled huff of frustration.

"So, what's this one?" Tommy changed the subject, turning his head to the swaying of ball dresses being guided in step around the ballroom.

" The waltz" you answered, thankful he'd not insisted on the matter you knew looked painfully frustrating to any bystander.

" And why aren't you dancing it, ey?" he turned back to you with a playful grin, keen to see you be spun around if to only have you smile for just one moment like he had witnessed at the ballet.

" I'm untouchable, I'm afraid" you said, raising your left hand and the diamond sitting on your finger. " Only male family members and Cal are seen as suitable dance members" you scoffed, looking down at the weighty piece of jewellery in your hand, only ever letting it grace your skin for events such as tonight's.

" You lot" Tommy chuckled leaning back in his seat, shaking his head at the ridiculousness of the rules and expectations of the world you lived in. Small Heath didn't seem so bad after all.

" They show no mercy when they start gossiping" you looked back to the full room of unknown people who were only connected to you by wealth and status.

" Then let them talk" Tommy grabbed your hand, pulling you up and away to the patio doors as Grannie watched from afar with a hiccuping smile in her seat of observation as Tommy shot her a wink.

Naughty boy, she giggled to herself as the years of her own youth and the excitement it brought hurtled back to her.

" Wouldn't happen to have your hawk eyes on Mr Shelby, would you Grannie?" Your brother appeared beside her with two glasses of whisky, as he scanned the room for Tommy.

" Johnathan, must you lurk! Go make yourself busy, child" your Grannie jumped with fright, taking one of the glasses of liquor from his hand, then swatting him away with the other as Johnathan wandered off with a pout.

"Mr Shelby, what...what are you doing?" you breathlessly gasped, having been pulled from your seat to the outside patio quicker than you had time to react to.

" What does it look like, Y/N? I'm dancing " Tommy arched a brow as he pulled his wrapped hand around your waist further into his body.

" Don't be ridiculous, you can't dance" you rolled your eyes, trying to distance yourself from his strong frame, and the blushing effect it had on you.

" I'm a quick learner, love" he smirked as he straightened his back, grasping your hand in his.

As the booming drums rumbled from within the ballroom, Tommy began to lead you into a waltz with your guidance, or what he would best describe, bossy instructions he suspiciously didn't seem in need of, having picked up the steps of the dance astonishingly quickly for a novice.

Quick learner, your skeptical eyes looked up at the cocky grin trying to push past the bottom lip he was biting down on when the interlude of pounding drums had Tommy stomping his feet in unison.

" Stop it!" You huffed, swatting his arm at his playful mocking, when the thunderous sound of the strings recommenced and Tommy suddenly spun you around in his hold, freeing you both from the small patch of concrete he had kept you in as he guided you with long strides across your impromptu dance floor like he had danced it a thousand times.

" Tommy!" His name slipped past your squealing lips when he unexpectedly lifted you up to the starry night of stringed twinkling lights as your dress bloomed around you. The sound of his name and your beaming smile sending his thumping heart racing when he brought you back down into his arms, while your flushed cheeks and darting eyes revealed the embarrassment you felt for losing yourself in the moment.

" Mr Shel..."

"Y/N, shut up" Tommy quietened the use of formalities you had continued to insist on when he pressed his lips to yours in a searing kiss, holding you tightly in his strong hold.

Breathlessly pulling back, your glistening eyes shone through the nervousness settling in your chest as your hands reached to rest on his pounding heart as he wantonly looked down at you, when the urge became too strong and you mutually crashed your lips back together in a passionate hold filled with a longing you had both been desperate to fill. Lips plush against each other, tongues intertwined in a secret dance only you knew.

" Mr Shelby?" Your brother called for the man who was currently locked in a heavy embrace with his sister as he pushed the French doors open with his back, simultaneously sipping from his whisky tumbler.

"Oh, dear" he quietly muttered as the remaining amber liquid poured to the greying concrete floor from his limp hand as he turned to see the unexpected sight of you together, oblivious of his presence.

Now this was a problem. A problem for him and your impending nuptials he was hoping would get him out of the small pickle he found himself in.

Oh dear, oh dear...

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louisapennyfeather2021 · 4 years ago

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I'm back again after watching a movie and getting an AU idea, although this one has probably been done before 😂

Anywho, this is my Newsies/Spiderman AU that's kind of similar to some others, but also not:

Racetrack Higgins as Peter Parker/Spiderman

Albert DaSilva as Gwen Stacy/Spider Woman

Spot Conlon as Mary Jane Watson

Jojo de la Guerra as Ned Leeds/"Guy in the Chair 1.0"

Jack Kelly as Tony Stark/Iron Man

Katherine Plumber as Pepper Potts

Warden Snyder as Norman Osborne/Green Goblin

Oscar Delancey as Harry Osborne

Mr. Weisel as Adrian Toomes/Vulture

Morris Delancey as Liz Allan

Specs Samuels as Miles Morales/Spiderman

Romeo Richardson as Miles' Roomate/"Guy in the Chair 2.0"

So this is basically just a bunch of cords overs, but instead of all the love triangles, I've decided on something different.

Albert and Race are best friends. They each hide their spider powers. Race is Spiderman and let's say Albert is Spider Boy? Idk, that's debatable.

Now Race and Spot are something? Race has a crush on Spot and Spot has a crush on Race, but both are low-key oblivious.

Race and Oscar are friends. At one point they were best friends, but they eventually grew apart for differe reasons. Oscar started working more on making a life for himself while pleasing his father and he grew distant with Race. Race tried to keep their friendship, but he was eventually forced to give up.

Race's best friend is Jojo, his "Guy in the Chair". Of course he never planned on telling Jojo about being Spiderman. That was of course an accident when Jojo came over to build the Lego Death Star. Eventually Jojo learns about Albert as well.

Race had a crush on Morris at some point, but you know the story. He finally got a chance with Morris and found out who his dad was and that fell apart.

Race becomes friends with Specs and helps him figure out being another Spiderman, although Specs insists on finding another name to go by.

Romeo and Jojo become friends after bonding over being "The Guys in the Chair", although both of them wouldn't change that for anything. Well, Jojo wouldn't. Romeo wouldn't mind being more than a roommate and "Guy in the Chair" to Specs.

Overall, they create one big Spider Team.

Altogether, very much potential in a Fic.

#newsies memes #newsies imagines #newsies broadway #newsies imagine #newsies #newsies au #avengers au

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somedayonbroadway · 5 years ago

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Avengers au? 👀

Avengers AU

Okay, so this one is complicated 😂. Me and my friend @bexlynne never fully figured out which characters should go where and debated for a long time about who should be Cap. It was between Davey and Spot. I think we decided Davey.

So here’s a little snippet of the list right now with the characters we know for sure (also note that I have a lot of different Avengers AU ideas and all of the characters are switched around plenty).

Characters

Jack Kelly- Iron Man

David Jacobs- Capitan America

Racetrack Higgins- Black Widow

Hot Shot- Hawkeye

Spot Conlon- The Hulk

Katherine Plumber- Pepper Potts

Les Jacobs- Bucky

Crutchie Morris- Rhodey

Smalls- Spiderman

Romeo- Ned

Morris- Thor

Oscar- Loki

Snyder- Thanos

Mike- Quicksilver

Ike- Scarlett Witch

Medda- Nick Fury

Albert- Starlord

Elmer- Groot

Riddle- Doctor Strange

Specs- Vision

This is what I have 😂. I know there’s a lot left out. I’m gonna give you the basics of the original gang-

Jack Kelly

Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.

He is a cocky, sarcastic, brilliant man who was orphaned at fifteen while studying at MIT and left a fortune by his father

He’s a womanizer when he younger.

He takes over his father’s company, continuing to design weapons and armors and make more money.

One day, while travelling to advertise his creations, he gets caught in a booby trap and is captured by enemy forces. He is severely injured and wakes up to find himself strapped to a car battery. The other man who had been taken hostage, a physicist, explains that the battery is the only thing keeping the shrapnel in his chest from reaching his heart.

Jack manages to escape, only because the physicist gives up his own life to protect him.

Jack is only twenty one when this happens.

Jack blames himself for the other man’s death.

All in all, Jack slowly becomes mentally unstable and more and more depressed after this incident.

Jack’s assistant, Katherine Plumber, a woman he’s always been infatuated with but never acted on, does her best to take care of him and help him with whatever he needs.

Jack does his best to push her away.

It doesn’t work.

Jack is in pain a lot as he makes himself a battery to keep the shrapnel away from his heart, knowing he can’t remove it without getting himself killed

He creates the iron man suit when someone threatens him and his company and him personally and tries to tell the media that Iron Man is his personal body guard, only for him to have a meeting with the press and come clean, blatantly stating, “I am Iron Man” to the public.

Jack never had a great relationship with his father, James Kelly (who he is in fact named after) and finds that his father was obsessed with this hero who died years ago called Capitan America

Jack spends his whole life trying to live up to this legend of a man as a child and it eventually becomes the real strain on Jack’s relationship with his dad.

When Jack first finds out his parents are dead, he tried like hell to find their murderer who shot them in their own car after running them off the road.

Eventually he gives up, believe it to be a random murder

When A Miss Medda Larkin approaches him about something called the “Avenger’s initiative” he turns it down immediately.

Once he gets dragged into it, as he likes to think (forces his way back in, is how it actually works) and he meets the rest of the team, he ends up forming a sort of makeshift family with them and does his best to make sure he is the one in the most danger at all times, wanting to spare the rest of their lives

He loves his team, even if he won’t say it.

David Jacobs

Was born prematurely and grew up small. He was malnourished and scrawny and short than everyone around him.

His little brother Les grew to be taller than him and stronger than him and David feels inferior to him, even though he loves his little brother like nothing else

David’s dream has always been to fight for his country.

Les gets to. David, no matter how many fake names he uses and how many tests he tries to pass, does not.

During examination that David is sure he’s going to be arrested at, he is approached by a scientist who asks him odd questions but eventually tells him that he’s going to go to war to defend his country. And David is ecstatic.

Though Davey is not the strongest, he proves to be the smartest and bravest and most worthy soldier at training camp. The reason he’s there is so that the scientist that approached him before can conduct an experiment on him and make him into a super soldier

Davey agrees

David is made into a super soldier, but instead of becoming an actual soldier becomes more of an add for patriotism.

Until one day he hears about a group of soldiers that are captures not far from the camp he’s set to entertain at.

Les is one of the captured soldiers

David goes against his orders and tracks down the hostages, freeing them all and finding his little brother strapped down to a table like some kind of experiment

Les is confused when he sees that his brother is actually taller and stronger than him.

They only barely manage to back it out of the collapsing building alive.

After this, Davey does get to fight against Nazi forces. He fights against several attacks with his brother as his right hand man and a woman named Peggy who he’s falling in love with

One of the missions that Davey is sent on with Les gets them into a moving train, which Les is shot in just before he falls out of the car down a cliff. He is reported dead.

David blames himself for this

Another attack ends with David in a plane, trying to save an entire city of people by diving down into the ocean. He talks to Peggy as he goes under, promising her a dance as neither of them have ever had the opportunity to slow dance with someone before.

He wakes up 70 years later

David is practically dragged into the Avengers.

He never truly gets used to the 21st century.

He and Jack do not get off to a great start

David is physically only three or four years older than Jack but Jack still calls him “old man”

David grows very close to the team he is given.

He’d protect them all with his life.

Racetrack Higgins

Antonio Higgins was orphaned in Russia when he was three years old.

He was found by an organization that took him and claimed him as their own.

Growing up, he was brainwashed and heavily trained in combat and in interrogation techniques.

Antonio Higgins was named after he was found. He doesn’t know his birth name.

Antonio was raised to be one of the most lethal Russian spies in history. He was basically psychologically programmed with false memories to ensure his loyalty to the organization

Race was brainwashed to believe he’d been a ballerina

Antonio is sent to the US to break into Kelly Industries and basically frame Jack for starting a terrorist attack.

Antonio is met with Iron Man instead.

Iron Man never gets a good look at him, but ultimately Antonio gets injured and runs. He lays low for a couple days only to be met with an ex-criminal now working for an organization called SHEILD. Who eventually becomes Race’s only friend and convinces Race to leave the people that raised him behind him.

After only a few months away from that, Antonio is recaptured and brainwashed all over again.

He’s sent to the US again only to be met with his only friend who held him break free of the control that this organization had over his mind and Antonio eventually is recruited by SHEILD as one of their best informants and combat specialists

Once Antonio becomes apart of the Avengers, Jack, who met him as a geeky assistant to Katherine a few months ago while undercover, calls him Race because he’s so quick

Race becomes close with the entire team, almost more so than the others as he’d grown up with no one to rely on but himself. Race is younger than Jack when he meets him. It amazed them all how much he’s been through.

Yes Race and Davey go through all the events of winter soldier and yes they are still like brothers when it’s all over, but Race discovers that it’s okay to have feelings for a man (even if that man isn’t David)

The first time Race can ever recall crying is after the events of Infinity War

Hot Shot

Luca Romano began as a normal kid.

He is orphaned when he was young, much like Race, only he has a brother.

His brother and him run away and join the circus where they are taken under the wing of a swordsman

Luca learns a lot about acrobatics and pickpocketing tricks.

This swordman eventually teaches Luca how to shoot a bow and arrow. This becomes Luca favorite trick and a talent he practices at for years to perfect.

He never misses.

A couple years after meeting this swordsman, Luca figures out that this man is a wanted criminal who he tried to turn over to the police

The man turned on him immediately and tries to kill him.

Eventually, the swordsman gets away and Luca’s brother follows him, stating that he’d rather have a warm bed and hot meal than the morals that Luca did

So Luca is on his own.

He stays at the circus and is known as Hawkeye, the world’s greatest marksman

Luca only ever wanted to help people. However, after a misunderstanding, he is perceived as a criminal and runs to not be taken into police custody

He’s seen hovering over a man who’d been stabbed and was bleeding out on the ground. He’d only been trying to help

SHEILD had an agent out at the time, watching the crime and going in to stop it. That’s when they found him. They brought him in. Luca thinks they’re arresting him. But they’re recruiting him.

They train him. Since he’s young, they basically help raise him. (He’s in his mid teens when they find him)

Eventually he’s sent out to find a spy that had broken into Kelly Industries. He’s told to eliminate him. And at this point, they’d taught him that sometimes bad people needed to be taken care of.

So he had every intention in doing it.

Until he met Antonio

Antonio reminded him of himself. Alone. Lied to. Nowhere to go. So he tried to help him. And they got close until Antonio was taken away

Luca makes it his goal to find Antonio (who is younger than him and reminds him of his little brother)

It takes about a year for that to happen

Once Hawkeye becomes an Avenger, Jack gives him the nickname “Hot Shot”

Hot Shot basically ends up being one of the most responsible avengers. He ends up having a family that only Race knows about and basically adopts Race as a little brother and teaches him the difference between good and bad

I love the Hawkeye/Blackwidow relationship

Spot Conlon

Sean Conlon is a brilliant scientist

During an experiment with a gamma bomb, he sees a teenager accidentally driving onto the range and rushed to save him by shoving him into a trench, but takes the gamma hit himself

He wakes up without a scratch

But that night, after one too many reporters manages to piss him off, he transforms into a big green monster, unable to control himself and destroying his own home.

Sean grew up an orphan. Passed from foster home to foster home. He grew up with issues already. Anger management issues, being one of them.

He’s horrified at the thought of hurting someone but has always been unable to control his fits of rage.

He tries to let his boss’s company take him in, expecting them to kill him if they can’t reverse whatever was done to him

After hundreds of tests and more torture than anything else, Sean tries to off himself, only to transform and have “the other guy” spit the bullet out of his throat.

Rather than try to continue fighting this curse he’s been given, he breaks out of the facility he’s locked in and focuses strongly on helping others rather than hurting them.

He travels all over the world and puts his scientific knowledge to use as he tries to cure diseases in other countries.

Sean avoids any relationship he can, not wanting to get close to people that he could potentially cause harm to

That’s why, when years later he finds himself being followed, he tries to scare the person off

Only to find a young man who escaped his every attempt at losing him

Though, he does manage to scare Race by pretending to get ready to transform. Race pretends not to be phased, even though he jumped

He gets dragged into the avengers and starts to fall for Race who is even more emotionless than he is.

Or at least, pretends to be

Lemme know what other characters you wanna hear about! What scenes or storylines you wanna hear about or see!

I do have other Avengers/Superhero AUs

Such as-

Jack as Thor and Race as Loki

The Spiderman AU where Race is Spiderman and Jack is Tony Stark

Another Spiderman AU where Jack is Aunt May and Race is Spiderman and Crutchie is Ned

Lemme know if you wanna hear about any of those!

For more AUs, check out my list and send me an ask 👇 lemme know if there’s any AUs I left out of my list!

Thanks for reading!

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nomadmilk · 6 years ago

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Big Break (Peter Parker x F!Reader) - PART 6

Summary: It’s difficult working as CEO of Stark Industries, even if it was temporary. Stress has gotten the better of you, and so has Parker’s. Together, somehow, you guys find a way to escape your busy work lives.

Total Word Count: 10838 (Split into parts).

RATING: T+

Warnings: Not that I can think of... Erm. Swearing.

Author’s Note: *squeals for Endgame but also cries cause’ of suffering for dissertation and work... or it could be just a mixture of every emotion...*. Almost done 😁😁 I’m glad I completed another story. Thank you & enjoy!! ☺️

So you came to terms that you had a massive crush on Peter. And, it wasn’t just any school girl, high school crush, sort of thing. You love and enjoy his company, he makes you happy, and all you wanted to do, is do the same in return.

And, he wanted to kiss you… He really wanted to kiss you.

Maybe he was too drunk, he probably doesn’t remember saying that to you. What were you supposed to say? Or how were you going to act around him? You should probably act as normal as possible. Be professional, be polite, and just be yourself, like you usually are around Peter.

It was easy to do so because today, you became the busiest person in New York. Pepper Potts contacted you this morning that she will be back in a week’s time, with part-time hours and full time responsibility. As for you, she had appointed you as head of the previous building; The Avengers’ Tower, with Tony’s blessing as well.

Not only did this mean you had to arrange your move into your new facility as soon as possible, but you had to make sure what you left behind wasn’t a mess for your boss. It wasn’t any different to your day-to-day work routine, it was just extra paperwork, extra agendas, and changes in priorities. It felt like juggling fire rings than it was regular bowling pins.

“… I want the place spotless…”

“… Anything from Mr Collins, cancel. We’re doing a press conference, anyway…”

“… Happy, could you please do the usual rounds?...”

Walking past Peter’s lab, you notice it empty. It was already the afternoon, and you hadn’t seen or heard from him since last night.

“Y/N!”

You pivot round to another man in a suit. “Yes? What is it now?” You’ve seen so many people in suits running around today.

“Um-“ he blinked, pointing frantically behind him. “There’s a situation – in the bathroom-“

Exasperated, you curse under your breath and stride past him, “Get the plumber, please.”

On the other side of New York, Peter Parker awoke with bleary eyes. He hears his Aunt May greet him something, and the smell of wheat cakes frying in a pan. He bolts up, the blanket falling off his shoulders and onto his lap. He glances to the table near him; a cup full of water, and another full of orange juice, stood together on the tabletop. A bowl was on the carpet, and it was empty. Peter’s head was fine, as there was no inkling of pain, or irritation that he can sense. On the other hand, he could feel his eyes dragging.

“Aunt May? What time is it?”

“It’s just gone 3. You were completely gone last night – I even smashed a plate by accident, and there was nothing from you..”

Peter reaches for the remote, switching the television on to the news. The news anchor was covering Pepper Stark’s return to her position. Rumour is that she’s been sighted near the Avenger’s compound.

“You know, Y/N, seems like a pretty nice girl.”

A picture of you showed on the screen; looking stern but confident, in your blazer and blouse.

“Yeah.” Peter says, replying to his Aunt with a beam growing on his face. “She’s great.”

With the thought of you, he whipped his head round. “May? She was here last night. What happened? The last thing I remember was talking, and, uh – I mean – When did she leave?”

Aunt May plates a stack of wheat cakes, drizzling it with maple syrup. She walks over to him, wheat cake stack and cutlery in hand, and setting them into his lap. “She left a little after I arrived.”

“I didn’t say anything stupid, did I?”

“Well, you tell me.” She sits on the other side of the couch, as Peter adjusts himself to sit. “By the time I got back, you were asleep.”

“May, did you talk to her-“

“Yes-“

“Nothing embarrassing?-“

“No! I didn’t take out the baby photos, if that’s what you’re asking. Y’know, if you really like this girl, she’s going to see it sooner or later…”

Peter began to cut slices off of the wheat cakes in front of him. They were big slices; he needed to head into the compound as soon as possible. As the news rolled onto the weather forecast, he’s partway through his late breakfast as he texts Happy to pick him up in half an hour. He responds shortly after, the message informing him that Happy is busy.

With one hand lifting the plate, he pulls the blanket off of him with the other, and rushes to the kitchen. “I gotta’ go. I’m sorry I just slept in the morning.”

“Oh, it’s okay.” May watches Peter run around and get ready. “I’m sorry for running late last night, but I’m glad you both had a nice evening together… Did anything-“

“No, May.” Peter quickly assures her. He’s hopping on one leg and putting a shoe on. “She’s not like that. And don’t worry about being late. We can meet another time this week to make up for it.”

May sees that he has his Spider-suit on. “Is Happy not taking you today?”

“Nope. Gotta’ make my own way there.” He says, opening the door. “Call you soon.”

People pointed at the figure swinging from building to building in the skies. The afternoon didn’t promise any rain, but Peter could still feel the wind rush scratch his cheeks a little through the suit. He swung past avenues, and sprinted across rooftops, finally nearing the compound. On his feet, he peers in the distance; a lot of cars were outside the building.

Peter did his best to approach the place without catching anyone’s attention. Luckily enough, his lab had a window he could open, and sneak into. Once he successfully got past security, and the cars, he reaches his lab window, pushing it open in a tilt. He is able to squeeze through. He rolls in, landing on his feet and removing his mask. He calls out for Karen, and the lab springs to life.

This action immediately alerts your clipboard. F.R.I.D.A.Y gives you details of the intruder, you expand the screen from where the security camera caught some footage.

You halt, seeing Peter in his suit, crawling through a window, and leaping into his lab. Where he briskly began removing his clothes. Before your blush could be visible, you pause a businessman requesting for additions to your speech, quickly swiping down the footage of Peter stripping, and paced away.

The doors of Peter’s lab opened for you. “Peter? What the hell are you-“

He hadn’t finished getting dressed; he was just about to put some black jeans on.

“Peter.” Your try to brush aside his physique. “There’s a press announcement for Stark Industries today. Tony is looking for you. What are you wearing?”

He clutched a shirt with a Space Invaders reference on it.

“No.” You say.

“It’s all I got.”

“Do you not have a suit? Like, a tie? A blazer?”

“I-I don’t think so.” He puts on the Space Invaders shirt.

He looks so goofy and nerdy. You take his hand. “How about in your room?”

“Uh. Maybe?”

“Alright.” You tug him to follow you, leaving the lab. His feet feel cold as his bare soles touch the floor. “The conference is short, but it’s in twenty minutes. Could you be in there in fifteen?”

Peter stands in front of his bedroom door, and once F.R.I.D.A.Y registers his body, it slides open. “Yeah. What is happening?”

“Pepper and Tony’s back from their leave. Mrs Stark is resuming her position here-“

“Okay. So, she’s announcing her return-“

“Yeah, and I’ve found out that I’ll be transferred back to central New York.”

Peter blinks. “You’re leaving?” He remembers flashes of the news and it’s headline this morning.

“Yeah.” You say. “I’ve been offered to be head of the new Avenger’s tower.”

“Oh?” He nods.

An air settles between the two of you. His lips part and his brow furrows slightly. He looks like he’s about to say something. The rush of the day suddenly dissipated and slowed as you stared at him. Peter clocks on the distance. It wasn’t so bad. He figured he could still visit you, and see you.

“I’m gonna’ miss seeing your face around here.” He says.

You simper. “I’m gonna’ miss you too.”

“Can I talk to you for two minutes? I know you have a busy schedule, I just want to talk to you about something.” He takes your hand into his own, walking backwards into his bedroom, and leading you this time round.

“Peter-“

“It’ll be quick, like a quick break.”

You look at his hands pulling you into his bedroom. You hear the door slide shut behind you, and his hands slip away from your grasp. He walks over to his wardrobe, and you take a seat on his bed.

#big #break #peter parker #peter parker x fem!reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #spiderman fic #tom holland #aunt may #happy hogan #fluff #mcu #marvel

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iamartemisday · 7 years ago

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Pepperony Week Day Two: Pre-Relationship

I had a better time with this one. Hope you enjoy!

Pepper was having a bad week.

No, that was an understatement. In the thirty plus years Virginia Potts had been on earth, never had any week been as frustrating, debilitating, or miserable as the one she’d just had.

Starting bright and early Monday morning, a pipe burst in her apartment, ruining sixty percent of her wardrobe and rendering her brand new flat screen TV a useless hunk of junk after the water seeped into the outlet. The next day, her landlord called to inform her that due to a clause of a clause in her lease, he was under no obligation to fix the damages and she had a week to get a plumber or else she could kiss her deposit goodbye. ��On Wednesday, someone stole her car. On Thursday, it was found sans tires in a parking garage two miles away. On Friday, Matthew, her boyfriend of nine months, told her over dinner that it wasn’t working out and he wanted to see other people. Said person being the curvy blonde she caught him making out with in the park on Saturday.

By the time Sunday rolled around, she was on her last legs. Her bank account had never looked more depressing and she’d expended all her optimism hoping the plumber would charge her a hundred dollars less than he had. A call came in at one, interrupting her game of solitaire.

“Ms. Potts, I’m so sorry to bother you, but I have the board of directors on line two. Mr. Stark missed their meeting and they’re demanding to speak to you.”

Pepper silenced the call. She didn’t need ten voices yelling at her when her ears were already steaming. Tony’s office was separated from hers by a wall of bulletproof, but not soundproof glass. He was in there right now, chatting up girlfriend number 394 without a care in the world while everyone around him was in Hell. He didn’t look up when Pepper walked in, not until she plucked the phone out of his hand and dropped it on the desk.

“You had a meeting an hour ago,” she said. He opened his mouth, either to answer or to ask for his phone back, but he wasn’t getting an inch from Pepper today. “Don’t say you’ll make it up to them. Don’t say you’re the boss so the meeting starts when you say it starts. All of that is bullshit and we both know it. Now I have been having the worst time these last few days, so if you think you can make my life more difficult and get away with it, you’d better think again. You are going to get off your lazy ass, apologize to the board, and the next time you have a meeting you are going to be there ON TIME. NO EXCUSES!”

Pepper slammed her fist on the desk, which was a stupid move because now her hand was throbbing. Tears prickled her eyes and she turned away before he saw. That would be the icing on this seven layer shit cake that was her life.

Tony’s chair squeaked, and he moved around his desk hopefully to go be responsible for once and own up to his mistakes. Instead, a pair of arms wrapped around Pepper from behind, pulling her back into a hard chest. Tony’s head rested on her shoulder, just out of view. Seconds passed and he neither moved nor faded into the ether, leaving Pepper to conclude this was actually happening.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Hugging you,” Tony said like this was something he did every day. “It was to my understanding that when someone is upset, they like to be hugged. Releases endorphin or something. Makes them feel better.”

“Where did you read that?”

He shrugged. “Can’t remember. On a plane maybe? Definitely not mine. Books are the last thing you need on my plane unless those books contain words like tantric and-”

“Tony, we’re having a nice moment here,” Pepper said, patting his hand. “I’m starting to feel a tiny bit better. Don’t ruin it.”

“Gotcha.” Tony rocked her, sort of like a slow dance without music, but that was a train of thought Pepper would rather jump off a building than go down. Not so soon after a breakup and definitely not with Tony Stark. “I’m sorry about your apartment and your car and Mitchell.”

“Matthew.”

“Do you care?”

Fair point.

“How do you know about all that?” she asked, pulling away slightly. He took that as an invite to hug her from the front, and now Pepper had her face buried in his neck. He smelled good, way better than Matthew.

“Genius intuition obviously,” he said, “also you were on the phone with the cops and your landlord the other day. We should think about soundproofing that wall.”

“I’ll make a note of it,” Pepper said, even though she wouldn’t. “Well, thanks for cheering me up.”

He grinned.

“Now about the board of directors.”

His face fell. “Tomorrow.”

“No, you have to see them today.”

“But I helped you. Do me a solid, Potts.”

“I’ll do you one by making sure you don’t get bought out of your own company.”

“Please? I’ll buy you a new car. Or a new house. Or we can test the new missile prototype on Mitchell’s place.”

“Mr. Stark,” Pepper used her ‘mom’ voice, the one she’d learned from her mother on the off chance she had kids of her own. Working with Tony Stark, she’d have all those instincts satisfied before she was forty. “I’ll let the board know to expect you in an hour.”

“Okay,” Tony whined, his tone so exaggerated it took him a good five seconds to get off the second syllable. “All three offers still stand! Especially the Mitchell one!”

Pepper shook her head, amusement and bemusement warring in her thoughts. Tony Stark was by far the most outlandish human being she had ever met. The crazy part was that sometimes, she thought she could fall for him. But that would take a miracle and a half.

#Pepperony #Tony Stark #Pepper Potts #pepperonyweek17 #fanfic

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localbrisbaneplumber · 6 years ago

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A Blocked Drain Sydney is a Common Problem

Contributing factors that cause a blocked drain Sydney

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Because of blockage within the pipe, the water cannot move through it and, therefore, overflow takes place. And as you can imagine it becomes a very awkward and nerve-racking situation. Kitchen sinks, bathtubs, toilet bowl and wash basins are a few typical locations where such scenes are often found in residences.

Apart from making living inconvenient, blocked drain Sydney can also lead to potential health risks. The unclean, crammed and overflowed blocked drain Sydney locations become a breeding ground for harmful bacteria. If blocked drain Sydney isn’t unblocked and cleaned immediately, it might trigger skin conditions, allergic reactions or various other serious health problems to individuals residing at that place.

What most people are ignorant of is that a blocked drain Sydney is extremely damaging to internal and external electrical wiring, electric devices and the structure of the home.

Prevention is the best cure to avoid a blocked drain Sydney

For property owners, it is recommended that they ought to make all possible efforts to safeguard the drains from blockages. And since the primary reason of blocked drain Sydney is the amassment of household waste, you need to make sure that the waste does not get accumulated inside the pipes; you ought to clean the drains, tubs and sinks regularly, and, when needed, you might also make use of a chemical cleaning agents sold in the supermarkets.

Some simple techniques to unblocking a blocked drain Sydney

As mentioned earlier, prevention is cure. Therefore, while you wash pots and pans in the kitchen sink, be sure you don’t let any waste materials go inside the drainage pipes. Maintain a habit of first gathering the leftover foodstuff inside the sink and throw it in a dustbin.

It is a good idea to make use of strainers in the kitchen as well as bathroom plugholes for blocking soap residues, hair bundles, food leftovers along with other domestic waste from entering the drain pipes. In the same way, don’t allow toilet paper, tissues and diapers to get stuck in the bathroom drainage pipes.

Pouring hot water in the kitchen sinks and toilet bowls at an interval of every 2 weeks will clean the household waste, if any, gathered within the pipes. You may even make use of baking powder to wash the drains, which will help to prevent the situation of blocked drain Sydney.

In Sydney, you can find a lot of expert drain cleaning plumbers that can come to your home whenever you want and repair the problem of a blocked drain Sydney with the appropriate equipment and tools, guaranteeing the health and safety of your family. Expert drain services providers are experienced in drain cleaning and unblocking. They also feature a van equipped with the most up-to-date equipment and use hi-tech drain unclogging techniques for the very best results in the shortest span of time.

There are lots of plumbing companies who also provide regular servicing plans to avoid a blocked drain Sydney. Thus, the next time you find congestion in your household drains it will be a wise decision to contact the experts!

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