#ain't too proud musical

[transitofmercury]

I couldn’t be bothered to do it last night but I’ve put the whole of the big night of musicals on google drive! The quality isn’t brilliant at some points unfortunately.

I think I’ve gotten the times and songs right but some might be a bit off:

We Will Rock You (We Will Rock You): 0:00:23 Matilda (Naughty, Revolting Children, When I Grow Up): 0:04:56 The King and I (Shall We Dance?): 0:10:57 Six (Haus of Holbein, Six): 00:17:30 Les Miserables (On My Own): 00:22:43 Jason Manford and some kids perform From Now On from The Greatest Showman: 00:29:51 Shrek (I’m a Believer): 00:37:51 Newsies (King of New York): 00:45:33 Melody Thornton performs I Will Always Love You from The Bodyguard: 0:50:41 Ain’t Too Proud (My Girl, Get Ready, I Can’t Get Next To You): 1:01:21 Wicked (Defying Gravity): 1:07:20 Hamilton (My Shot): 1:13:42 Michael Ball performs Love Changes Everything from Aspects Of Love: 1:23:00 Mamma Mia (Mamma Mia, Dancing Queen): 1:29:27

This has been crossposted to Dreamwidth.

the west end newsies cast performing king of new york at the big night of musicals

[jerzwriter]

A CONVERSATION

"Mom, remember when you took me to see Ain't Too Proud, and all the people thought you must have dragged me there because I was the only one there my age?"

"Yeah."

"Remember how shocked they were when I said I asked for the tickets as a graduation gift?"

"Yep."

"And remember the first time we saw Noah Kahan together, and everyone was like... Why'd you bring your Mom? And I was like, "Bruh, my Mom is here to see the freaking show, and she knows more than you."

"Yes."

"I'm just so glad that we are the way we are."

I think I won parenting today.

Sharing because I think it's important - DO THIS with your kids. DO THIS with your parents. Make friends in different generations. Get to know each other - understand each other. Good music doesn't have a start or end date. And it isn't only about music, but it's a great place to start.

Trust me - you'll learn more - you'll understand more - you'll be a better person, and the rewards are priceless.

[medium-observation]

AUGUST RELEASE

Ain't Too Proud - First US National Tour

June 10, 2023 (Matinée) - Medium Observation

Video

Cast:

Devin Price (u/s Paul Williams), Harrell Holmes Jr. (Melvin Franklin), Michael Andreaus (Otis Williams), Jalen Harris (Eddie Kendricks), Elijah Ahmad Lewis (David Ruffin), Jeremy Kelsey (Berry Gordy), Omar Madden (Smokey Robinson/Damon Harris), Melvin Gray Jr. (u/s Al Bryant/Norman Whitfield), Brittny Smith (Johnnie Mae/Mary Wilson), Dwayne P. Mitchell (Dennis Edwards), Felander (Lamont), Shayla Brielle G. (Mama Rose/Tammi Terrell/Florence Ballard), Quiana Onrae'l Holmes (Josephine), Devin Holloway (Richard Street), Ryan M Hunt (Shelly Berger), Amber Mariah Talley (Diana Ross)

Notes:

Excellent Video of this incredible touring cast. There are some ladies around me who talk a bit and make some very funny comments throughout. Some washout, shakiness, and readjusting throughout.

NFT Date: February 1st, 2025

Screenshots: https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjAHx4Z

Video is $20

MJ The Musical - First US National Tour

July 28, 2024 - Medium Observation

Video

Roman Banks (MJ), Devin Bowles (Joseph Jackson/Rob), Mary Kate Moore (Rachel), Da'Von T. Moody (Alejandro), Bane Griffith (Little Michael), Bryce A. Holmes (Little Marlon), Brandon Lee Harris (Michael), Rajané Katurah (u/s Katherine Jackson/Kate), Kendrick Mitchell (u/s Nick/Berry Gordy/Don Cornelius/Doctor), Matt Loehr (Dave), Josh A Dawson (Tito Jackson/Quincy Jones)

Notes:

Nice video of Roman’s last as MJ. Lot’s of latecomers and people walking in front of my camera. An annoying head appears in the bottom left corner for a lot of act 1 and mainly act 2, It’s worked around the best I could so unfortunately wideshots suffer from it. some washout, shakiness, and readjusting throughout.

NFT Date: February 1st, 2025

Screenshots: https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjBBZK3

Video is $18

Videos can be purchased through me at mediumobservationtrading@gmail.com

[rickchung]

Ain't Too Proud: The Life and Times of The Temptations x Queen Elizabeth Theatre x Downtown. (via Emilio Madrid).

Broadway Across Canada brings the smash jukebox musical to town alongside decades of classic Motown hits from the iconic singing group. From the streets of Detroit to the top of the charts, we follow Otis Williams and countless “Temp” group members over the years as the drama of the record industry unfolds before them. Silky smooth harmonies help run through the various highs and lows of touring as the grind of fame teats The Temptations apart.

Cast: Jalen Harris, Shayla Brielle G, and the National Touring Company.

Running live on stage now until Sept. 17.

[sturnlsstuff]

RAPPER!CHRIS MAKES SURE YOU LIKE HIS NEW SONG.

[smut, blowjob, dirty talk, mdni]

you loved every song chris would make. it's not glazing, none of these things, but you actually thought he was so talented and so did his fans. he had a lot of hits on his account, the fans loving what chris was doing because it was clear to see how he was putting his whole heart into his songs. you'd actually think it was cute, how genuinely happy he seemed in the studio and he was even happier any time you would be there, while he was working on some new song. your opinion was so important for him too, even if he'd never admit that out loud, but the way you would compliment him or every time he dropped a new song, you'd post it on your instagram story, it made him so proud, his ego was growing even bigger. chris was always so confident in what he was doing, but this time he wanted a little more... convincing.

that's how you found yourself on your knees between his legs, teasingly sucking on his tip while he was trying to focus on making his song perfect. "i think— fuckkk, i think something's off with the beat..." his grip on your hair tightened while he stared at the computer in front of him, one specific verse from his song was playing over and over again as he tried to figure out what was wrong. pulling out for a second, you speak, "you're trippin', chris." he glances down at you, just as you take his dick all into your mouth, feeling him hitting the back of your throat and you try really hard to fight your gag reflex, which makes your eyes water.

"i ain't trippin', mama, it has to be— oh, fuck!" chris almost squirms in the chair as your tongue swirl around the tip and then you take him all back in.

you'd lie if you said you didn't love it. he made it clear multiple times that he's not the relationship type, but it didn't stop you from hooking up with him, you were honestly so obsessed and he's so hot, especially when he's in the studio rapping.

chris watches you with his bottom lip between his teeth, the image of you between his legs already printed in his head, since it was a common activity for you both, but still every time you'd get down on him, you were able to make him feel even better than the last time. you just looked so pretty on your knees like this.

taking him further into your mouth, he jerks his hips upwards, thrusting down the back of your throat, which caused you to choke a little, few tears running down your cheeks, but he's quick to wipe them away with his thumb, "c'mon, ma, you can... you can do it, yeah?" his voice horse from the arousal, you let him fuck your mouth for a few moments before slightly putting your hand on his hips, making him stop. chris just loved the feeling of his tip hitting the back of your throat, the way you were able to take him all, he was always amused by it.

today you promised him to show how much you actually loved his song, to which he agreed, so he tried not to control your movements, letting you please him as you want. it was getting really hard though.

once again you suck on his tip, causing him to groan, "y'so good f'me—" he swallows, the grip on your hair becomes even tighter as he looks down at you, "--my good girl... takin' me all in..." the sudden praise makes you moan, the vibrations around his dick causing him to curse out loud and throw his head back. he was getting lost in pleasure, when you started bobbing your head faster, using your hand to pump the rest of his cock.

"so you do like... fuckkk, you like my song that much, huh?" his darkened blue eyes meets yours, it was taking all of his control to not start thrusting into your mouth. his question was stupid, you loved his song and had to make sure he understood that. swirling your tongue around the tip again, your other hand slightly fondling his balls, making him moan and curse under his breath and it was like music to your ears. wanting to please him more, you'd take him deep again, speeding up your pace, but after a moment gagging and pulling out for a second, "fuck, sorry, you're jus' so big—" you mumble out of breath, a string of saliva connecting your lips with the head of his cock while your hand continues to jerk him off as you speak.

"the fuck did you jus' say?" after hearing you, that was it. felt like something snapping inside of him, he hisses through gritted teeth, "— say it again. say it."

clearly able to see the way something changed in his expression, you repeat yourself, "you're too big, chris.."

he groans, still gripping your hair tight and now pushing your head further down on his cock, so you took him all in again. before, he'd let you do whatever you wanted, but now he didn't care about it and started thrusting up into your mouth. you gag a little again as his tip hits the back of your throat, but you fight the urge to pull back again, breathing through your nose and hollowing your cheeks around him. chris was panting, watching you through half-opened eyes, feeling himself getting closer to the edge now. "yeah, choke on it...." you hum at this words, taking him as deep as you can while he continues the movements of his hips, your nose brushing against his lower stomach with each thrust. "-- fuckin' naughty... too big, huh? look at you, how good you can take me..."

once again you moan around him, feeling your panties sticking to your slippery folds, your pussy begging to be touched and it was all because of him and how he was reacting to you.

"yeaaah, fuck, c'mon. just... jus' like that—" a choked moan leaves him and after few more seconds, his hips stutter, drops of cum spills into your mouth and down your throat. obviously, you try to swallow it all, not wanting to miss anything, but still a mix of his steed and your drool seeps past your lips. you pull out of him with a pop, opening your eyes and seeing him in probably your favorite states of his, his head on the back of the chair, cheeks flushed, eyes closed while he was trying to calm down his breathing. cursing once again, he gazes down at you, releasing your hair as you stand up from the floor, wiping the corner of your mouth with your thumb and licking it.

as nothing happened, you look over at the screen of his computer, only now realizing the same verse of his song keeps playing over and over. you listen to it, before pausing it, "keep your tits around 'cause they nice to look at?" you repeat his lyrics, looking back at him with raised eyebrows, while he just finished buckling his belt, "--is that you hinting on something or...?"

chris glaze back at you, shrugging his shoulders innocently and leaning back in the chair. his eyes travel up and down your body, stopping at your breasts, your hard nipples very visible through the thin fabric of your crop top. with a smirk, he comes back to the eye contact, "i mean, i wouldn't really mind."

@certifiedstarrr @chrislovespepsi @le4hsblog @sturnsxbitvh @sweetlikesug4rvenom @xaristhings @mattsfavbitchhh @lvrsturniolo @r0s3luvr @slut4brunettes @madisonsturnioloss

[alexsoenomel]

Being loved by Dean Winchester would include: (you being clueless edition)

Constantly staring at you when you are not looking.

Him being a little too overprotective at times, especially on hunts.

Making sure you are safe at all times.

Making you morning coffee when you're too cranky to get out of bed.

Listening to you talk about things you care about.

Showing you his collection of classic rock tapes and vinyl's.

Admiring your pretty face when you're sleeping.

Sam telling him to get it together and tell you how he truly feels.

"I ain't telling her shit."

"Dude you're more than obvious."

"No, I'm not."

Always checking you out because he loves the way skinny jeans look on you.

Calling you sweetheart.

Having a hard time whenever you decide to have fun with someone every once in a while, but obviously hiding it.

Loving the fact you have the same music taste.

He always lets you pick the music whenever he's driving.

"Excellent song choice." He would tell you.

Buying you ice cream, pads and pain meds whenever you get your period and spending time with you in bed watching movies while you sleep.

Playing with your hair whenever you fall asleep during movie nights.

Whenever a guy tries to flirt with you and you nicely tell him to fuck off he is proud.

You two have the same lame dad humor and he loves it.

Letting you drive Baby and not panicking about it.

Every time you smile at him, he falls in love a little bit more.

Loving the way your eyes sparkle whenever you're talking about something you're passionate about.

His favorite season being summer because he gets to see you wearing beautiful summer dresses.

You in a leather jacket makes him drool.

Always being the one telling you to be careful on a hunt and yelling at you whenever you do something stupid and impulsive.

Whenever you argue he always hopes it would end up with you on top of him.

Daydreaming about the concept of you two being together but never doing anything about it.

Loving your cluelessness because he's too scared to say anything.

[blackmoonowl]

prompt 27 with mammon if i may

"𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦!"

ꨄ Pairing: Mammon x reader

ꨄ Summary: Jealous Mammon hours.

ꨄ Word Count: 1302 words

Mammon could give Leviathan a run for his money when it came to jealousy. Well, over you, anyway.

So, when he had the chance to pull you away to an event, just together, he took it without thinking. The avatar of Greed knocked on your door multiple times.

"Oi, human!" The demon called out, opening the door without waiting for a reply. You had just gotten ready when he practically burst through the door.

"Yeah, yeah." You grumbled as you put on your shoes, walking over to him. "So, what's the big deal, you're going out to gamble again and need a cover from Lucifer?"

"Oi, I don't need a human protectin' me from Lucifer. The great Mammon does just fine on his own!" Mammon's cheeks heated up as he huffed, averting his gaze. "We're goin' out on the town, you and me."

"So, you earned some money with your schemes?" You teased, giving him a little nudge as you followed him out into the hall. Mammon rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses, shrugging off your comment. He had to get you out of the house without his brothers noticing. Luckily, he had taken care of it already. Sneaking out wouldn't be the hard part.

"Say what ya want, but the Great Mammon invited you, and ya can't say no! Now c'mon before the others find out we're goin' out. I ain't in the mood to have 'em tag along."

"Where are we even going?" You questioned as Mammon kept his eyes peeled, tuned into the silence around the house.

"I ain't tellin', it's a surprise," was all you got as a reply from him. Mammon unlocked the front door, ushering you out before following you and shutting the door again, Mission successful, he had you all to himself tonight.

Although it was always dark in the Devildom, the nights were much darker. Your footsteps sounded steady next to his. Despite the lack of light, Mammon still wore his sunglasses, his eyes safely hidden behind them. He had mustered up the courage to demand you hold his hand, so you wouldn't get lost. Mammon knew you didn't buy that excuse; you had been to the Devildom quite often after all. The avatar of greed swallowed thickly as he glanced down to where your fingers were laced with his. The club he'd been meaning to visit with you wasn't too far away. But with his heart practically beating out of his chest, it felt like forever.

When he finally stepped foot in the building, among the flashing lights and loud music, he nearly felt at home. Demons were drinking, dancing and flirting among each other.

"This is what you wanted to show me?" You questioned, glancing around the space. Mammon stood proud beside you, nodding excitedly.

"Yeah, this place just opened a couple weeks back, figured I might as well show ya," he grinned as he put his arm around your shoulder. "Just you and me, without any of my annoyin' brothers here to bother us."

"I guess it has its charm," you mumbled, your voice barely audible over the music. "I'll give it a shot."

Mammon grinned when you gave in. "I knew ya would cave. I know what you like, bein' your first and all!"

You shot him a look at that comment. You had gotten used to it at this point, but it still caught you off guard every now and then. Mammon didn't seem bothered in the slightest, flashing you a grin before disappearing into the crowd, likely to get the both of you some drinks.

You decided to quickly head to the bathroom, seeing as Mammon would probably keep every second of your time occupied once he came back. It was less crowded there, making you feel more at ease.

Once you exited the bathroom and made your way to the main area, you almost ran into another demon. He looked properly buzzed, a glass of demonus held in his hand. The demon took a moment to stabilize himself, flashing you a grin as you awkwardly walked past him, stumbling over your feet in the commotion.

"Whoa there, easy," he chuckled, leaning on the doorframe for extra support, catching your arm so he could gently hoist you back up. He seemed clearly interested, yet there was no real malicious intent in his demeanour.

"Thanks, sorry about that, didn't see you there," you muttered, slightly embarrassed. The demon shook his head, smiling still.

"Don't sweat it, though I'd like to think I'm hard to miss." He gave you a wink and brushed his hand through his dark hair, causing you to snort slightly. The demon peered at you with narrowed eyes. "Wait a minute... I recognize you. You're that human, aren't ya?"

"In the flesh," you responded, causing him to smile wider. The demon shook his head slightly.

"How'd I not notice that sooner.. lucky me, you're like a celebrity out here," the demon mumbled, looking at his empty cup. "Hey, how about I buy you a drink. Y'know, for peace sake and all that."

You didn't get a chance to respond when you heard someone clear their throat behind you. There stood Mammon, looking like he could just fly at the other demon. Your smile faded; this wasn't going to end well.

"Oi, whaddya think you're doin', this is my human, go get your own!" Were the first words that came out of Mammon's mouth. The demon you had been talking to raised his brow, still leaned on the doorframe.

"Damn, I didn't know humans could be owned, last time I checked you're the one on a leash," the demon grinned. That only seemed to anger Mammon further as he stood right behind you now, allowing you feel his hot breath on your ear.

"Oh now you're really in for it! Don't ya know who I am?" Mammon snapped, placing his hand on your shoulder to try and nudge you aside. Although you were much weaker as a human, you stayed put, pushing back.

The other demon opened his mouth to speak but you shot him a look, and he wisely kept his words to himself. Mammon was still pissed, though. When you wouldn't budge, he hissed.

"Move away from the door and let me at him!" The demon's possessive growl sounded, but you shook your head. By now a few other demons were looking, though none of them were keen to call attention to themselves when it came to one of the seven rulers of the underworld.

"Don't make me use the pact," you gritted your teeth at Mammon, causing the demon to finally relent. With one final death glare at the other demon, he pulled you with him. You showed the demon an apologetic smile as you went.

"What was that for?" you huffed at the demon as the two of you stepped outside. Mammon didn't seem remorseful in the least, crossing his arms.

"What do ya mean? He was eyein' you like a piece of candy, what was I supposed to do?" Mammon grumbled, and you sighed.

"No need to be so jealous, Mammon, you'll still always be my favorite demon." you replied, ruffling the demons hair, who gently swatted your hand away, rolling his eyes, although he couldn't feel the fuzzy feeling welling up in him.

"I better be," he mumbled, causing you to crack a slightly smile, tilting your head to the side.

"Night's still young, why don't we spend more time together?" you offered. "Y'know, to show you there's nothing to be jealous of."

Mammon pursed his lips, seemingly thinking. But you both knew he was going to take the chance without hesitation, he always did. A small grin appeared on his face.

"Damn right we will, c'mon. I know another place."

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[flowerfan2]

Sometimes you see something and the fic just happens. I watched Jesse Welles singing "There Ain't No 'U' In United Health" (if you haven't seen it, watch it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_swGiAHhbQ) and all I could see was Eddie.

Stranger Things, Steddie, ficlet. A03.

****

“Eddie, your song’s gone viral.”

Eddie looked up as Steve came into their apartment, holding his phone out for him to see.

“What song?”  Eddie asked.  He posted a lot of shit online, most of it pretty crap.

“You know.  The one about health insurance.  ‘There ain’t no “u” in United Health.’”  Steve sat down at their rickety kitchen table and steadied it with one hand as he passed his phone to Eddie with another.  “It’s crazy, look.  This post has over three hundred thousand views.  And two thousand comments.”

 “Good.  About time.”

Steve took his phone back and scrolled, pausing every few seconds to read a comment.  “This one says you’re embodying the spirit of Pete Seeger.  Pete Seeger!  That’s pretty cool, right?”

Eddie nodded, a reluctant smile tugging at his cheeks.  “Yeah, that’s pretty cool.”  

“Like Woody Guthrie, too.  The ‘this machine kills fascists’ guy.  Eddie, you’re amazing.”  Steve leaned over and kissed Eddie messily on the cheek.  “High school English teacher by day, activist folk musician at night.  Who would have thought?”  

“I did it for Wayne,” Eddie said softly, and Steve turned to him, his face immediately sobering.  

“I know, sweetheart.  And he’d be so proud of you.”

The photos on their mantlepiece documented plenty of good times in the Munson-Harrington household, but they also revealed the progression of Wayne’s cancer, his face in the photographs more and more gaunt.  Wayne wasn’t in the picture of Eddie and Steve from last Christmas.

“Too bad I can’t quit my job at Hawkins High and do music full time,” Eddie said, sighing against Steve as his husband pulled him close.

“Because we need the god damned health insurance,” Steve said.  “Terrible fucking thing, that catch-22.”

[changetyre]

Your Man II Daniel Ricciardo x Reader ⓈⒽ

SUMMARY: Your country-loving boyfriend loves to serenade you with his favorite songs more often than not...today is one of those days where he just goes the little extra mile.

WARNINGS: almost smut but mostly fluff

A/N: I'm having a block with writing smut but I was listening to my country playlist and this song came on which inspired me to write this. I also really enjoy writing stories along with songs so if you enjoyed please let me know cause I have a list of songs I've been wanting to write a story with.

You sat in your home back in Australia, having stayed back at the ranch this time you sat peacefully in the living room admiring the way the darkness began to cover the vast land Daniel had purchased with time.

The quiet times you had were few after falling in love with a man like Daniel Ricciardo who was all loud and energetic 100% of the time although you wouldn't complain since there was never a dull day around you.

It almost felt wrong sitting in silence for so long and being able to read more than a few pages of your book without being interrupted by a loud cry of attention or simply your man jumping on you for some cuddles.

Baby, lock the door and turn the lights down low And put some music on that's soft and slow Baby, we ain't got no place to go I hope you understand

You yelped in fear as the speaker system around the house blasted the song. You looked around your heart beating out of your chest trying to figure out what was going on.

I've been thinking 'bout this all day long Never felt a feeling quite this strong

You placed a hand to your chest in relief as you saw your boyfriend walk through the front door singing along, a proud smirk on his face as he approached you.

You simply began laughing too used to your boyfriend's antics and serenades and despite knowing he should've been back in a few days it didn't surprise you that he found a way to get back to you earlier.

Daniel approached you on the couch leaning his body over you as he sang the next words.

I can't believe how much it turns me on Just to be your man

Your smile was wider than ever, a common occurrence around him as he closed the gap locking his lips with yours.

There's no hurry, don't you worry We can take our time

Daniel missed signing the last 2 lines but after picking you up in his arms, resting his hands on your ass while you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and legs around his waist he didn't dare to miss the next.

Come a little closer, let's go over What I had in mind

"Ooo and what was that?" You smiled down at your boyfriend brushing your nose with his.

Baby, lock the door and turn the lights down low And put some music on that's soft and slow

He answered along with the song making you laugh again as he carried you towards your room.

Baby, we ain't got no place to go I hope you understand

He wiggled his eyebrows with the last few lines as you bit your lip in excitement. Happiness radiated off you both.

You arrived in your bedroom, the music still clear as ever as your boyfriend had done an incredible job at putting a speaker in every single room in this house, music being a huge part of his personality.

He laid you down on your bed as he hovered over you.

I've been thinking 'bout this all day long Never felt a feeling quite this strong

He kissed your neck lovingly.

I can't believe how much it turns me on Just to be your man

He sang this time more quietly to your ear, making you whine in anticipation as the familiar tingles spread across your entire body.

He kissed you again this time more deeply as he let his hands roam your body. Although they came to cup your face.

Ain't nobody ever love nobody The way that I love you We're alone now You don't know how long I've wanted to

His smile was as bright as yours.

"I love you." You whispered to him letting him sing to you.

Lock the door and turn the lights down low And put some music on that's soft and slow Baby, we ain't got no place to go I hope you understand

He took your (his) shirt off you gently as he continued singing, but missed a few words as he began kissing down your chest, leaving a trail down your body. He sat up quickly stripping his own shirt off himself and letting you admire his body.

I've been thinking 'bout this all day long Never felt a feeling that was quite this strong I can't believe how much it turns me on Just to be your man

He was able to sing along as he stripped his jeans off, followed by his boxers. You were so glad you'd worn nothing under your pajama shorts today as he was able to simply move them to the side and align himself with you.

I can't believe how much it turns me on Just to be your man

He finished singing just as he pushed into you. Ecstasy.

[r0uke-k4nten]

Hide and seek (PT2)

Yandere muichiro x reader

WARNING: toxic behavior, yandere, possessive behavior, torture, abuse, kidnapping, obsessive behavior.

Here you are, stuck to his estates, and have no freedom of being outside of his estates, the places that once what You're calling a beauty to be an absolute hellish torture to live in there.

It's been 1 year since you were brought here. You have a heavy shackle connecting both of your legs, making you barely able to walk. Sometimes, you have to drag yourself so you can be put off your bed.

He always haunts you as being clingy by your side when he does have free time; he always drags you to his backyard and forces your head on his hips so you can lay there while watching the sky with him.

When you tried to escape, Muichiro somehow always found you and dragged you back to the estate, then punished you until you begged him for forgiveness.

After the punishment ends, you always end up with bloody scars and brushes on your back, and a broken leg, but as an aftermath, he always gives you a 'reward,' he always gives you an expensive gift like matching clothes or an ornament that he always reminded about you.

But today, today is different.

He was sent on a long mission for about a month; he tried to deny it for being afraid that you couldn't protect yourself and run away, but with your courage, he finally accepted it.

Before he goes out you kissed him and saying goodbye to him while waived your hand and yeel at him that you will be waiting for him.

As his figure slowly gets smaller and smaller and eventually out of sight, you run up inside and try to find the sharp thing that can get these shackles off. Fortunately, you find it. You put it right into the hole and try to unlock it...after about an hour, your shackle was unlocked and dropped itself to the floor.

As your shackle is gone, you wait in no time to run away; as you run away from that estate, you don't care what foot you steep on. All you want to do is to get out of here and go somewhere else and maybe out of Japan.

But as you run away you realize you barely scratch the outside of this forest, you curse at this forest and yourself for being too intrusive and not waiting for a minute to get something like food so you still have a tad bit of stamina....., no matter you already out of that estates ain't no way you going back in that hellhole again.

As you walk out of the forest, you're feet begin to ache from the unprotected feet touching the mud, rock, and root; you can sense your feet begin to bleed, but you keep running.

You run and run until your throat begins to feel pain, as you stop yourself and begin to rest your body on a nearby tree and take a few breaths. then you begin to look around, and you notice there's a faint commotion of people singing and a sound of drums being heard on your right; you feel a bit proud of yourself, but you begin to wonder at the noise you heard maybe there's a festival going on?....

A few minutes later, you began to go up and start to run again, finally knowing where you were as you followed the commotion of music and singing. After a while, you began to see the light from a few feet away, and you began to fasten your run, and finally, you escaped from that hellhole and him... Forever.

You began to his yourself into the crowd as you following them and you found yourself in the village, far away from him.

For a few days, you live and work there to find the money to get a house, and you begin to work in a few different jobs.

After a month, you finally get a home with a decent price, and you think that he is home by now. You can't imagine how deranged he will be after knowing that his 'lover' is escaping after a long mission.

You hope that if he is even in this village he will never find you or recognize you, as you change your appearance after escaping him.

For a while now, you can finally feel safe and freed from that shackle that always connected you to that hellish experience, but you really hope that Muichiro gets the help that he needs, but you can't feel the pity after what he did to you...

He is furious,

After what it feels like torture for not being able to be beside you, he finally got to his estates and spoiled you rotten with love and affection. just for you to disappear from his estate and escape him.

It enrages him, when he has time He always searches you, but when he has a mission... let's just pray for the demon not to get tortured in a worse way that your mind can't ever imagine.

Even the other Hashira are worried about his strange behavior as if back then his behavior wasn't this bad and there were dark circles under his eyes.

He always searching for your whereabouts, but out of luck he didn't find you anywhere...until one day...

It's been a year and a half now, he was sent out on a mission to the village, he begrudgingly agreed to it but all he wanted to do was to find you, it was midnight when he began to stroll around in his mind this mission was pointless for a hashira, his mind wonder off thinking about you but he notices something.

There's a bakery who still open after this midnight...

You were about to close the bakery after your so-called last customer left the place, but you heard a ring from the door; you let out a sigh of exasperation, but you greeted the customer with a smile and closed eyes plastered your face, as you did greeted him you slowly open your eyes and your face turn into a shock and scared once you knew who is in front of you is...

That guy in front of you smiles sinisterly with an obsession in his eyes. You try to call for help from your co-worker, but before you can do that, you blackout and almost hit the ground before he grabs your body and drag you close to his body.

After a long nap, you finally open your eyes slowly because your head feels an immense pain. after you open it you realize that this isn't your home anymore, you got stuck here again in his estate...

In your despaired attempt, you got up and ran to the door, but you fell back on your head first, realizing the tight chains on your neck connected to the wall right beside your futon.

As he heard a loud noise coming from your room he entered before he closed the door and looked at you as if you were a hurt puppy.

You looked at him with despise, this thing in front of you wasn't a guy you once knew, you yelled at him to let you go, but only to receive a chuckle as he came closer to you and began to squat to look at your pretty face more clearly he put his hand on hour cheek trying to rub it before pinching your cheek off.

You let out a whine for being pinched in your cheek, you hate it you hate him, he treated you like a child, a Naughty child ready to be scolded and get a slap in the but for all you did...

"I told you, didn't I? I only give you one rule, and that is you can't go out from this estate; now be ready to be punished ."

As he said that, your hand was ready to lock his neck, ready to suffocate him; as you began to attack his neck, he caught your hand and began to twist it; you screamed as your hand began to bleed out.

You looked at him with fear in your eyes," What? You were brave that second ago to go against my rules for you and try to suffocate me.." he dragged his hand harshly to your hair, making your head follow his movement to be right in front of his face.

You tried to not look at him, but he demanded you look at him. "Looked at me while I was talking to you," He said with venom fill in his voice; you looked at him in Pain because of what happened to your Hands.

he threw your Head to the wall and punched your stomach so hard that it felt like your internal organ was bleeding; as you gasped there in pain, he took out a torture device...

It's been a week now, and the punishment still continues; right now, you're being punished by barely eating, only a small amount of water in a little cup, and just one tempura to eat once a week.

No matter how much you beg, it seems that doesn't budge him; he now looks at you with a cold gaze and walks away with the door locked.

You're so exhausted now half of your body is barely moving while your hand can't be moved at all; your back is still hurt after the beating, and one of your left eyes is swollen and can be barely seen.

He only comes to this room because of the 'food' and changing your clothes when you're asleep, while you are glad that you won't see his face again, you're still stuck in this Purgatory, waiting for the day that you die but it seems that day will never be achieved with him still looking for you somewhere like a hawk.

While you are sitting there looking at the wall in front of you, your mind begins to wander off and begins to think to your friends and family right now, are they worried about you? Are your parents still waiting for you? Are they looking for you? or are they just don't care and forgot about you.

You began to whimper before you began to sobbing yourself to sleep, wanting this torture to end...

After a while, muichiro came in and looked at your sleeping form; he could see the crying mess on your face. He couldn't help but smile at your misery. After all,, you did this to yourself. He walked closer to you with a change of clothes and new bandages in his arms as he sat down and put the clothes down and began to change your clothes and the old bandages.

When it's finished, he picks up the clothes and used bandages; before he can go out, he kisses you on the forehead before he walks out...

It's been a few months now or so, he said; your body began to thin out, your body is barely malnourished, and your hand began to show some bones in it; while your hand now can be moved, it's still in pain for you to grab something.

you began to miss the Communications you once had outside; heck, you even miss when Muichiro talked to you by your side every day. You are already in a spiral of loneliness and depression; you almost cried every day, now making your eyes redder than before...

Before you realize it, the door was unlocked, revealing Muichiro with one of your (fav foods) in his hand; as he walked in, you looked at him with a pleading look plastering all over your face.

he sits down with your (fav food) right in front of you, you waiting for his command to afraid that he will torture you, he put the utensils and put the food in it after that he put it right in front of you "eat it" You did as he told you too, he began feeding you until it was finished. For the first time, your stomach feels full after a while.

You looked at him as if waiting for his command; he moved closer and, towering over you, put his hand lightly on your neck. "Have you finally learned? " He asked you with a taunting voice.

A drop of tear left on your face as you answer him, "Yes... "

[ashleyfableblack]

Queen Chrysalis Sparkle sat in silence in the throneroom of New Canterlot. Though to the pony and gryphon royal guards she seemed to be in simple silent contemplation, her mind was split in hundreds of directions. She sifted through the myriad of thoughts and actions of her hundreds of children across the land, checking in on the operations of dozens of agents. In a series of mental gymnastics too complex for any but her superior, multi-tiered consciousness, she simultaneously guided, safeguarded and coordinated everything from counter-intelligence in The Crystal Province to terraforming aid across The Badlands and New Appleoosa. "You and me, baby we ain't nothing but mammals.." The music buzzed in her ears. The Changeling Queen of New Equestria opened her serpentine eyes with a start. She was pulled from her focus as a glowing arc of her wife's magenta light encircled her neck. With a firm yank of a shimmering chain of mystic energy, her gaze shifted to her alicorn wife. Twilight posed tall and proud, confident and in control as she glided a hoof across Chrysalis's chitinous shell. It seemed Twilight wanted attention. She smirked a broadening grin, mirroring her wife's confident hunger. Well, she thought with a deep, throaty chuckle, a true Queen's work is never done.

[anime-nugg3t]

For anyone who needs it: It's not your fault Your not a problem You are perfect You aren't fat You aren't skinny You aren't the problem You aren't a bad person You are wonderful You aren't a crybaby Your don't deserve them You love yourself You are clean You are kind Your are the person that everyone wants

Your skin isn't a paper… don't cut it Your face isn't a mask… don't hide it Your heart isn't a door… don't lock it Your size isn't a book… don't judge it Your life isn't a movie… don't end it Your neck isn't a rope… don't hang it Your body isn't for sale… don't sell it Your brain isn't a stone… don't crush it Your life is an inspiration…be proud of it

Love yourself.. you are perfect no matter what you do. The past of you suffering will end Your suffering will end Don't c^t your body your hair Don't kill your self yet. If you have a pet it will make your problem go away

They get mad at you for being soo perfect They blame you because you are so pretty/handsome/stunning You are brighting the world.. you are a true star Keep going.. it will past. We love you don't stop being kind to everyone The kindness will speard and the kidness will also pay you back. They love you they just don't wanna show the loveness for you You are so perfect that everyone gets mad and jealous Give everyone a second chance not too many tho your eyes is perfect your nose is perfect your height is perfect your skin is perfect your mouth is perfect your hair is perfect your face is perfect your body is perfect your hands is perfect your fingers is perfect your teeth is perfect your waist is perfect Your torso is perfect your legs are perfect your thighs are perfect your tounge and everything is perfect YOU are perfect love your body and everything You are so greatful for what you have. Ignore the bad people you dont want them to get attached to you And leave your fake friends You deserve better.

Don't give up Cheer up aswell Pretty/handsome/stunning person. We are proud to see you alive. We are so proud We love your smile We love your laugh We love your personality

So don't give up We love you. We love you so much Don't end it too fast. Don't commit Don't get controled Don't make them control you like a puppet Do your own way Do everthing you like Ignore the rude people Ignore the hate Ignore getting yelled

There's people by your side and always be.

We love you no matter what you do to yourself. They don't know what your been through They ain't been in your shoes Don't belive them they are liars Love youself. We are proud of you existing here We love you so much..

NEVER GIVE UP You're precious You made it this far. And it's so amazing that you are still here <3 Don't let them Hate you Fight back It's alright Alot of people or your animals that are alive or dead Doesn't want you to die So don't give up alright Hang on there You will be better soon Don't look at the ones that left you backstabbed you broke up with you moved on without you You deserve better and you better know that… Look at the brightside not the darkside. You need to love yourself more… like i do or we. Never give up You are lucky you are still alive You are the most luckiest person. i love you on the days you feel motivated i love you on the days you feel depressed i love you on the days you feel stresses i love you on the days you feel crazy i love you on the days you feel hopeful i love you on the days you feel cuddly i love you on the days you feel clingy i love you on the days you feel amazing i love you on the days you feel beautiful i love you on the days you feel like a failure i love you on the days you feel angry i love you on the days you feel aggressive i love you on the days you feel horrible i love you on the days you feel safe i love you on the days you feel unsafe i love you on the days you feel vulnerable i love you on the days you feel weird i love you on the days you feel ok i love you when you're healthy i love how you sing (or hum or feel the music) i love your taste in music i love your taste in movies i love your taste in tv shows i love the way you move i love the way you act i love you when you cry i love you when you're kind i love you when you're mean i love you when you're alone i love you when you can't feel i love you when you feel too much i love you when you can't take life anymore i love you when you feel like it's too much i love you when you're asleep i love you when you have nightmares i love you when you have dreams i love how you believe i love you when you believe in yourself i love you when you don't believe in yourself i love you when you hate yourself I/we love you. and never forget that life is a test so if u feel like life is hard its just because ur more advanced than the others

not mine but everyone deserves to read this <3

have a great day or night :3

[kcdrawns]

Hiragi headcanons

(Gender neutral, mentions of FtM and MtF scenarios) any hate regards this subject will be deleted.

All sfw!

A/N: EVERYONE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR THE BIRTHDAY PERSON @para-dots !! 🎂✨

Happy birthday dear Hoshi, I added more to the list I sent you as a mini surprise since I can't give anything o⁠(⁠(⁠*⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠*⁠)⁠)⁠o

Hope you have a nice day and eat a lot of food!! Thank you always for listening to my yap about WBK (kaji kiryu) and for being always so kind 🥹🩵

Hiragi accidentally tripping everytime he sees you and Ume teases him back which results in ragi being more nervous and having tummy ache

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Hiragi who isn't afraid to tell you not to buy something with a random excuse so he can buy it later for you

Hiragi who everytime you go on a date puts an arm around your shoulders and makes sure you are comfortable and ok

Hiragi who would deny he plays guitar well, so one day you are sick but come over his house and he wants to help you so he asks what could make you feel better and you reply hearing him play. He is against the idea but ends up playing and you fall asleep while he plays a soft tune.

Hiragi who makes a music dedicated to you and plays it when you two are alone

Hiragi who drags you to your favourite band concerts as well as his, if you have the same music taste? Even better but you bet he forces you to use hearing protection

Hiragi who picks you up whenever you are mad and makes you two stare eachother making silly faces until you break and laugh before solving the issue

Hiragi who you can come out too, scared as hell only to receive the answer " I'm proud but you ain't going no where. I don't care who you are or what you are." Before recieving the most tight warm hug

Hiragi who smiles watching you play or cuddle with his shark plushie

Hiragi who comes to you whenever his stomach is having a fit so he can lay his head on top of your head while him give him a soft massage on the stomach

Hiragi who instead of buying flower bouquets buys your favourite things and makes a bouquet of it (sorry if your favourite thing are flowers he would hand choose them and learn the meanings or ask ume)

Movie night with him would either be something related to action movies or the very old Barbie movies, I don't know why but he would binge that with you and make a competition of who can take the derpiest picture of it

Hiragi who hugs tightly anytime but specially when you are felling unwell and a bit blue, he would make sure to know what happend if you want to tell and drag you home or to your favourite place outside and make a picnic, making all the food and drinks

Hiragi who anytime you sleep over always offers the bed before attempting to go sleep in the couch only for you to drag him or tag along and cuddle

Hiragi would always keep you away from harms way but if someone ever tried anything on you, oh poor soul, we ain't forgetting he did BEND a metal bat

You wearing whatever type of clothing you like because Hiragi would always keep you safe and compliment, to the point that even if you are in your homeless type clothing at home he will still get up and give a kiss to your forehead before telling how pretty you are and how much he cares for you

Hiragi who if you are gender non confirming (aka trans) will help you shop for clothing and if you prefer male clothings (FTM/NB) he will offer some of his and even buy larger versions

On the same note if you are MTF he would ask Tsubaki for advice and help you buy anything, want a lace front wig? Bet, need help to hide any beard spots with make up? Bet he willwatxh any tutorial and help while telling you you are the most gorgeous girl. Need clothing? B e t he has the right spirit and would support in any shape or form

Hiragi who would text you to call him and saying you aren't okay so he can get away from menace (Ume)

Hiragi who bmushes anytime you get him something and he tries not to make a deal out of it and accepts it but at home will take a while to process, specially if it's any shark related item

Hiragi who will yell at you to be careful with medication, to take it on time and never over use it, while he overdoses on gas kun (you would eventually drag him to the hospital so he can be examined because that ain't normal)

Hiragi who worries that getting drag into gang fights and punks due to futon would cause you harm, tries his best not to cry ever but when you open up and tell him how much you care for him and that yes being a furin member can be stressful but you wouldn't have it any other way because you love him for him and furin is part of him and very noble values.

Hiragi who will drop by your school and place just to give you food he made and little presents, be it a bracelet or any tiny trinket so you would recharge for the rest of school day

Hiragi who will stress whenever you are being s menace to him (like refusing to give a hug out of spite or to just plain annoy him) so he will hug you from the back and complain how much of a pain in the ass you are

Hoshi who will kill me for writting more and keeping it a secret :3 I adore you 🩵🤭 have a nice day :3

Thank you too reader for making this far (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ I repeated the same phrase a lot my keyboard is messed up, sorry

[writtenjewels]

Voice part 5

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

His dream was still on his mind as Salim got ready for his day. Jason's face was so clear that he must have seen it before. Salim was sure the man wasn't at the mixer—he would have remembered meeting someone who used sign language. So where had Jason come from? Some modeling campaign, perhaps? He was certainly handsome enough.

“Morning,” the voice greeted him from the player.

“Good morning,” Salim returned.

“Sleep well?”

“I had a strange dream,” Salim confessed. He described it as he made his bed and grabbed clothes for the day. There was silence from the player when he finished.

“Sounds like your brain's tryin' to tell ya somethin',” the voice said at last.

“That I should start learning American Sign Language?”

“No, smart-ass,” the voice said with an amused lilt in the tone. “That maybe you ain't really into what's-his-name.”

Salim considered this as he dressed. He had enjoyed his time at the art gallery, and it was him who asked to see Ethan again. The two of them were still getting to know each other. Salim wasn't into the kiss, but that just meant he wasn't ready for it.

“I've only been on one date,” he argued out loud. “I need more time with him.” He finished dressing and headed toward the kitchen, pausing to look back at the player. “Do you, ah, need to rest?” He wasn't sure how exactly it worked, but the player had been running all night.

“I'm good,” the voice assured him.

“All right. I'll be out in the garden.”

Salim spent the morning pulling weeds and watering his plants. A few of them looked nearly ready for harvest. After several hours of hard work and hot sun, Salim was eager for a break. He went in and made himself lunch, checking his phone for messages. There were a few from Zain that he answered. After some debate, he messaged Ethan.

'Looking forward to Tuesday.'

He finished lunch and cleaned up the dishes. Zain messaged him back and the two connected over a video call. The boy was excited as he talked about university life. He was making friends with his roommate, enjoyed all his classes so far, and had even joined the football team. When the conversation turned to Salim, he hesitated in mentioning his fledgling dating life. Instead, he stuck to discussing his garden and work.

[I hope you're getting out and meeting people too, Baba,] Zain said.

[Who's the parent again?] Salim teased, but knew his son had a point. [I'm so proud of you, son,] he went on. [And I'm happy you're doing so well.]

[I love you, Baba.]

[I love you too, Zain.] He ended the call. It was a bittersweet feeling, knowing Zain was growing up and not being able to see it first-hand. Salim sighed and headed into his room to get out of his gardening clothes.

“Hey,” the voice piped up. “You okay? I wasn't tryin' to listen in or nothin'.”

“I just miss him,” Salim sighed out. “Feeling the empty nest, as it were. He isn't wrong about me going out more,” Salim added.

“Where would you wanna go?”

“I'm not sure. Go out and watch a live game? Maybe a concert or a play.”

“Any of those sound fun,” the voice agreed. “What music do ya like?”

“I've been getting into British rock,” Salim confessed. “Zain introduced me to Queen.” He almost reciprocated the question before remembering he was talking to a voice on a tape. “I'm going to take a shower,” he announced, “then maybe do some chores.”

“I'll be here,” the voice responded.

The day went on mostly without incident. Salim caught himself looking through pictures of male models, trying to find a face that matched the one in his dreams. Zain was right: Salim needed to get out more.

With Ethan finally texting back confirming their date, maybe Salim would.

[justrainandcoffee]

Ready (Tommy Shelby x male!oc)

Tommy x Jared masterlist

Summary: Tommy tries to face his feelings for the Irishman, but it's not easy. His heart knows what it wants, but his brain refuses to accept this reality. "I'm not like you," he says. "Yes, you are. But you're not ready to accept it, yet," Jared answers.

Warning: Internalised homophobia. Period typical homophobia. Sexual themes. MxM. Angst. Hurt/Comfort || If you're homophobic, keep scrolling and fuck yourself.

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Jared Christopher Walsh knew since he was a kid, one terrified of his father, that he wasn't like the other boys in their neighborhood. Not even like his two younger brothers. And as he was growing up that idea was so part of him that he didn't even questioned it. He liked men and if God was against that, then fuck him.

After killing his own father, after he set his family free from the man's tyranny, Jared -who was just 18 years old- find the freedom he was looking for, too.

As the head of the family business, he quickly gained respect from the men that once answered to his father. No one questioned his authority, no one dared to look at him wrong and no one dared to say a word about his sexuality. If they did, police could find their bodies several meters underwater.

But the situation with Tommy was different.

"He's just a faggot!" Arthur exclaimed laughing out loud and John followed him. "Don't be one of those eh, Finn? Like ol' Humbert! He likes to suck dicks like a whore."

"I like girls!" Finn said very proud of himself.

"Of course you do! You're a Shelby! A fucking Shelby man!" Arthur said pating his shoulder. "Like all of us, ain't he, Tom?"

Although Tommy was there, he just nodded but said anything. He lit a cigarette and looked through the window. Only Polly noticed how tense he was but she remained quiet.

For years Tommy just thought he didn't find the right girl to love. Business were always his priority. His family, his horses... Then, because life was determined to proved him wrong, those same business led him to Alfie Solomons and a story behind it that Tommy preferred to forget. Those ephemeral moments of happiness with him, popped up like a bubble within seconds because Alfie's heart already had an owner.

And now that he was in his middle thirties, once again fate was showing him a path he wasn't ready to follow. A path next to a charming and good-looking man called Jared Walsh that contrary to him, knew very well what he wanted. And Jared wanted him.

Jared Walsh and his cocky smile, his blue eyes shining just for him. But Tommy didn't want to accept that. He just, didn't find the right woman, he needed to find her. Just like Alfie or his brothers.

His image crossed his mind one afternoon he was taking a shower and a sudden erection surprised him. Although he preferred not to related to Jared. Even when, as he relieved himself, he'd only think about that man that refused to abandon his side. Annoying him. One day, Tommy thought, he was going to leave his life and he was going to be free. But the idea of Jared disappearing from his side was awful. Almost like when he had to leave Alfie.

"Some people are the way they are and you can't change that," Polly said one night, weeks later, when she found him in front of the fireplace drinking and smoking as usual. The difference were his teary eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. Did you see Jared Walsh lately?"

Tommy watched his aunt and adverted his eyes to the fire again. "I'm going to sleep," he finally said not answering her question.

Yes, he had seen Jared that same evening.

"You should come with me to Dublin," Jared said as he was, once again, in his office.

"Why?"

"Because it's way funnier than this grey city. There's one of my pubs that I know you would love. Celtic music, beer, people dancing without worries and everyone is welcomed. Especially people like us."

"Businessmen?"

Jared chuckled "That too. But mainly, homosexuals."

The Irishman knew the struggles of loving men in a society determined to punish it. All his life saw men fighting themselves, going to "therapy" to revert who they were. Sadly, he also knew countless suicides because of that. And men like Tommy were very prone to commit suicide, but he wasn't going to allow it. Not with him, too.

"I'm not like you," Tommy said trying to sound confident.

"Yes, you are. But you're not ready to accept it, yet."

Tommy walked towards the other man and faced him "I'm not."

"Then why did you sleep with Alfie Solomons? That's how you do business with other men? Fucking them?Lucky him, if that's the case."

Tommy pushed him away from his own body "you think you know men, but you don't. What happened with Alfie wasn't real."

"That's how you try to convince yourself when you crave his touch? I've been in love before with a married man that preferred his wife over me, too. Whatever you are ready to say to me, I already know. It hurt, but life must go on."

"You don't understand..."

"I do. I'm more aware than you're about this, Tommy. I grew up loving myself, accepting who I am, but I know it's not the case for everyone. I talked to men like us, men like you refusing to accept that they were made to love men and not women. I saw them die, too. And let me tell you something, I'm not going to miss you too because your own mind. Not you."

"I can't..."

"Yes, you can. You're fucking Thomas Shelby, the most powerful man I know. Do you really think that anyone, including your family, are going to be so dumb to say something about you?"

"Yes, my brothers."

"Then educate them. Mine could never. James and Jay are my main support, yours should be the same. If not, shame on them. You're such a beautiful man, Tom... You were made to be loved, if you only allow yourself to do it," Jared approached him and touched his face with his fingers, Tommy tried to fight but it didn't work. Jared wasn't buying it. "Let me..."

They were completely alone when it happened. Jared tilted his head and looked at him in the eyes before resting his lips on his. Tommy Shelby smelled of tobacco and french perfume and his mouth was as soft as a silk. He was tense but once the kiss became more intense, Jared could feel the other men's hands grasping his body and the back of his neck, Jared did the same.

It wasn't until they needed to breathe that they pulled apart and Jared moved back to give Tommy some space. Under any circumstances he was going to push him to do what clearly Tommy wasn't ready to do.

"I love you, Tom. And I'll be waiting for you when you're ready. No matter how long it takes you."

Jared kissed him briefly one last time before walking away from his office.

Now hours later, in his bed, Tommy couldn't stop thinking about that moment. And Polly's words "Some people are the way they are and you can't change that."

He wasn't ready to accept it. Not yet. No matter how delightful the kiss was. No matter the feelings that were flooding his heart. But one thing about Tommy changed that day. He was no longer waiting for the perfect woman because that woman didn't exist, he was just waiting for the perfect time to accept once for all, who he was.

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