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Cillian Murphy

Peaky Blinders Season 3 | Episode 4

[maxanor]

CILLIAN MURPHY in RED LIGHTS (2012)

[dailyflicks]

Do you want to get on in this life? There are things you have to ignore. Small Things Like These (2024) dir. Tim Mielants

[allie131313]

He is still so hot in this

PEAKY BLINDERS S02E02

[riqley]

Small Things Like These (2024) dir. Tim Mielants

[cillians-sweetheart]

hi would you maybe do a fic of taking care of a sick cillian but he’s very stubborn at first as he doesn’t want the reader looking after him but eventually becomes to ill ans has to be tucked up in bed and taken care of? Just think he’d be adorable sneezing and stuff haha

Yesss I did my best, I hope you like it <33

Sick and Stubborn - Cillian Murphy

Sick!Cillian(36) x Wife!Reader(25)

Plot: mostly what the request had asked for (Y/N see’s her husband has become sick and she wants to comfort him and cuddle him but he just wants to be alone and pout, until eventually he learns the real healer of illness.)

Content: fluffy wife x husband, cillian’s kinda whiny, kind of an age gap

The irritating buzzing of my alarm woke me suddenly. I with no energy reached for my phone to turn off the ringing. As the room became silent once again, I slowly turned myself to my husband’s freckled, bare back. My hand gently caressed his smooth skin and reached over his torso, and I brought my face in close to his neck.

”Cillian hunny… wake up.” I whispered to him.

He groaned and moved just slightly. “No…” He whined like a child.

“Come on.”

He mumbled, “I don’t feel good…”

“What’s wrong?” I asked, delicately laying a kiss on his neck.

”My head hurts.” He said with congestion in his hoarse voice. I reached my hand from his warm stomach to his even hotter forehead.

“Oh hunny… Do you want me to stay home with you?” I said to him, In a motherly tone, hoping he would want me to stay home all day and baby him. It was definitely what I’d rather do than work.

“No.”

”Are you sure?”

”Yes. I’m fine.”

I lingered close to him for just a few seconds longer before slowly getting out of the wam bed. I walked to the bathroom that had been in our room to clean myself up. The door was kept open and every minute my eyes would glance over at my husband lying ill in our bed.

I had work to do, but deep down I felt guilt for leaving him. He could hardly breath and probably had a temperature of over 100°.

All I wanted to do was cuddle him and coat his face in tender kisses. But of course he’d never want that no matter how sick he was. Being babied by his wife wasn’t very ‘manly’ of him, and surely it didn’t boost his ego.

I finished putting my hair up, and adding light bits of makeup to my face. Cillian was still curled up beneath the covers quietly sniffing his every breath.

Coming around to his side of the bed, I kneeled next to him and saw his face had grown paler. I gently moved bits of fallen hair from his hot forehead and felt my heart sink at his suffering. There wasn’t any way that I would be leaving him here. Whether he liked it or not.

“I’m gonna stay home today. You don’t seem well enough to be alone.”

”I’m fine.” He groaned again.

”I’m still staying.” I stood and walked around the bed to the door. “And you’re having tea.”

I went to the kitchen and made a tea and grabbed every type of cold and fever medication I could find. And soon enough I was back upstairs next to my complaining husband.

“Take these.”

“No, I’m fine.” He mumbled hiding himself beneath the duvet

“Cillian you’re not gonna feel better unless you try.” He didn’t respond but just moaned in discomfort.

Clearly the pain in his head is getting worse, along with his fever. I took a deep breath and sat onto the bed beside him and set the hot cup of steaming tea into the nightstand. “I just want you to feel better.” I leaned down and kissed his face, moving his hair back. He squirmed and mumbled.

“I’m fine…” he said yet again.

“You keep saying that sweetheart so I do not believe you.” I kissed his head once more.

“Just let me sleep.” He sniffled and cleared his congested throat.

I watched as his eyes closed and he lied deep into the pillow with obvious discomfort.

“Okay… well… Do you want me to cuddle with you?”

“No no I��m okay” he turned to his back and held his head.

Eventually after staring at him hoping he’d finally let me cuddle with him, I got up and left him alone to sleep. Our home office was just down the hall so I went to finish my write up for work.

While working I stayed focused for the most part but would feel bits of worry for Cillian. I still just wanted to lay with him and kiss him until he’s better. So stubborn but so handsome he is.

After an hour I issued he had fallen back asleep and hopefully healed. And every now and then I’d hear his sneezes and coughs muffled through the walls.

Midway through my report his voice finally called out to me from down the hall. I quickly stood from my chair and down to our bedroom. Cillian was still lying on his back and the sickness on his face seemed to have grown worse.

“Yes, what is wrong hunny?” I quickly walked to the side of the bed to him and held his hot checks in my hands.

“Can you get me some tissues? Please..” He said sweetly looking up at me with his glistening blue eyes.

It wasn’t what I was expecting but I did say I’d get or do whatever he needed.

“Of course.” I took the tissues from the bathroom and laid them onto the nightstand. “Are you feeling any better?” I asked softly. Cillian shook his head, slowly. “Okay… well I’ll be just down the hall.” I went to leave him be, opening and lightly closing the door behind me. But as I walked throughout the halls his voice called out to me once again. I turned and opened the door. Again. “Yes?”

“Come here…” he groaned with an increased pain in his voice. I closed the door and crawled onto my side of the bed and to him. I laid next to him and rubbed my hand along his chest.

He didn’t say anything but took the hand from his hand and held it over my back. I sunk into his touch and leaned up to lay gentle kisses to his face. His head fell against my lips and his eyes closed.

“Did you take that medicine?” I whispered, holding my lips to his hair.

“No…”

“And yet you wonder why you aren’t feeling any better” I chuckled. “Oh.. I love you”

“I love you…”

“I know you do hunny.” I ran my fingers gently through his hair. “Are you still against my cuddles?”

Cillian laid thinking for a moment, longer than I expected, before finally, “No no…”

“Good, because in the end I would’ve whether you liked it or not.” I giggled giving him a sweet kiss on the lips. “Let’s just have a nap okay… you need some sleep sweetheart.” I pulled the duvet up over his chest.

He nodded in desperate need for real, painless sleep. And with someone to hold and love, he could do that.

[cillianmurphysdimples]

I am forever in love with this... The "tongue thing" is one of my favourite Cillian-isms!

[cillianslvt]

OH MY GOD HES SO BEAUTIFUL 😭😭😭

tommy → smiling [pt 1]

[mrsarnasdelicious]

Merry Christmas You Filthy Animals - Tommy Shelby

Tommy closes the door behind the last of the guests, glad they have all fucked off. It was just his family really, but between John and Arthur getting piss drunk and all John's kids running around, it has not been a very calm Christmas eve.

"Bed, now!" Tommy all but orders. "Yes sir." You smirk wickedly. "Cheeky little bitch." Tommy growls, slapping you on the arse.

You head up the large staircase to the master bedroom, Tommy hot on your heels. He sweeps you off your feet just before you can enter the bedroom. "You are too slow, Mrs Shelby." He grunts, carrying you to the bed. "No, you just have no patience." You chuckle, patting his cheek. Tommy rolls his eyes.

He plonks you down on the bed. He crawls on top of you right away. "Hush now, no more wasted words." He growls. He kisses you firmly. You put your arms around him, beginning to pull his shirts from his trousers. His tongue slips into your mouth and you snap the back clasp of his braces.

Tommy sits upright, unbuttoning his waistcoat and his shirt, shrugging out of them. You snap the front clasp of his braces and toss it aside, pulling at his undershirt. "So greedy." Tommy rasps. "Can you blame me?" You cooe. He chuckles and pulls his undershirt over his head. He kicks off his trousers, leaving him in his underpants. You bite your lips and gaze at his crotch. "You're so tented." You tease. "Can you blame me?" He retorts.

You pull him down for a kiss. Tommy grins against your lips and licks into your mouth. He begins to tug up your skirt. You roll yourself into his touch. "Hmm, good woman." Tommy grunts. His fingers dance over your panties. You whimper, rolling your hips. "Greedy indeed." He growls. He tears the lace of your panties to tatters. "Thomas!" You squeal. "I'll buy you new ones, don't whine." He replies.

He caresses your thigh, inwards and up. His fingers tease the seam of your folds. You moan loudly. Tommy groans in reply and leans in to kiss and nip at your neck. You rock against the tip of his finger, desperate for more of his touch. "M-more, Thomas, please." You mewl. You can already feel your inner walls throbbing. "More?" Tommy taunts. He gently parts your folds, to tease first your core and then your clit. "Pl-please." You whimper. Tommy chuckles huskily. "You are so needy for me." He purrs. You can only whine and nod. Because you are so needy for him. You want more, much more. You want all of him.

Tommy shoves two fingers into you without any prior warning. You gasp. "Oh Thomas." You mewl. He arches his fingers into your g-spot and grinds the palm of his hand into your clit. You squeal in please. "Very good." Tommy growls.

He works you until you are a gasping, whimpering mess on the bed. Your dress is stained with your arousal and hot sweat. You can't even form a coherent sentence. You just need to cum so bad. You need him so bad! "You look so beautiful like this." Tommy grunts. "Cl-close." You stutter. You can barely manage anything else. "How close?" Tommy pulls down his underpants. His cock jumps free. You moan covetously. "You want that?" Tommy growls.

You nod mutely.

"Gonna cum all over my cock?" He taunts. "Please." You whine. Tommy wickedly down on you. "We should get you out of your dress first." He says sweetly. You know what he is doing, though. He gives you a moment to calm down from the edge. And you can't help but loathe him a little bit for it. You cannot tell him no, though. You know he will not let you cum if you defy him.

He helps you sit upright. Carefully he assists you in taking off your dress and bra. You are not of much help, all but shaking with need. Once you are naked, he lays you down again. "Now what?" He asks you huskily. "Now ... you fuck me, please." You murmur, faux innocent. Tommy licks his lips and grins down on you.

He dives between your thighs. "Gah, oh God, Thomas!" You cry out, as his lips seal on your clit. Tommy grins against your cunt. You squeal in pleasure and wrap your legs around him, shoving his face closer against your weak, wanting flesh. His mouth opens and envelopes your entire cunt. You rock into his mouth, already tasting your climax in the back of your throat.

[invenusworld]

ashwini

[enidsinclair]

#the cutest red-nosed reindeer

[jokerous]

BARBENHEIMER (2023)

[ayo-edebiri]

#Can't wait for Barbenheimer

[mydear-corinthian]

phone call

synopsis - tommy receives a phone call in the middle of having sex with his wife.

pairing - tommy shelby x reader / thomas shelby x reader

warnings - SMUT +18, rough sex, use of foul language, breeding kink, praising kink, creampie, just full of porn, unprotected sex, p in v

notes - short (w.c <850), gif and picture isn't mine, divider is mine

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His hands explored every inch of your sensitive body with a satisfying touch that sent shivers down your spine. There was an irresistible affection between the two of you that was endless. Your breath caught as his dominant, wild hip thrusts into yours, causing hectic, unrestrained moans with every thrust.

"Oh my God- yes, Thomas!"

As he pushed you farther into the mattress, his weight and heat surrounded you as you lay beneath him, your bodies linked. He drew closer as your legs coiled around his hips, stretching you in the most delicious way as he slid deeper with each thrust. Tommy started to breathe hard, his chest heaving as sweat collected on his forehead and trickled down to mix with the heat from your smooth skin. He met your gaze with lust and something deeper than that.

"Yes, baby.. fuck- you take me so well.. so fucking well," he praised on your ear as he rested his head on your neck, his deep thrusts not stopping.

The telephone on top of the nightstand beside your shared bed rang loudly. Your husband stopped, looking at the phone near him.

Who the fuck is calling at this hour?

Tommy picked the phone up, not leaving the bed.

"Thomas Shelby." he answered.

You expected him that he would draw away and stop, especially when the phone rang. He stopped and reached for it, and you felt upset. Tommy, though, chose to stay still and answered the phone with one hand while tightening his grip on your waist with the other and suddenly thrusting his hips forward once more.

His thrusts continued to shock you, causing your body to tense in surprise, but before you could respond, pleasure took over. His cock sank farther, each malicious movement finding that exact spot. You ended up speechless by both of his soothing phone voice and the way he caused your body to react to him.

"What ha-happened?" Tommy asked over the phone, his breathing heavily telling each question with a struggled and unsteady voice. He attempted to keep his composure, but the force of his motions made it almost impossible as his chest rose and fell quickly. As he tried to concentrate on the talk, you could feel his heart thumping against your body and his breath rapid and hot against your skin.

Tommy looked at you, a smirk painted on his face. With his free hand, his fingers toyed with your hardened nipples, brushing them and squeezing it.

"Tomm-" you covered your mouth immediately as you nearly moaned his name out loud, afraid of whoever is on the phone hearing that Tommy is fucking his wife at the moment.

"Yeah, I'll handle that tomorrow morning," his voice was deep making you feel wetter and wetter. A familiar feeling coiled down through your stomach.

"Tommy, I'm so close," you quietly moaned. Your fingers gripped the silk bedsheets tightly as you felt your high coming.

The room was filled with the constant sound of your bodies meeting, the heat between you growing with each slap of flesh on skin. Your thoughts were taken over by the intense pleasure that was shooting through your entire body as your eyelids fluttered closed, buried in a fog of ecstasy. You vaguely heard Tommy drop the phone somewhere in the distance, but it didn't really matter. The way he grabbed you closer and pounded your hips with such merciless pace that every thrust sent shivers of pleasure through your entire body was all that mattered. Heavy intakes of breath from him, merging with your groans as he pushed you both to the edge.

"Good girl, yes, yes.. Finish on my cock."

Tommy experienced the same closeness as your cock clenched all over it. With a deep moan, he raised your right leg to his shoulders. He treated you like the most precious gemstones that thieves like him could take. Tommy groaned and praised as his head rolled back.

"D'you want me to cum inside you? Breed you? Make you mine?"

"Yes, yes! Fill me up, sir! Please!"

His back was scratched by your nails, and in a few hours, scars will definitely begin to appear. You groaned, breasts bouncing and the bed creaking with every pound.

And then, after a few more thrusts, he smashed deep inside of you until he poured all of his seed into your abused and tight walls. It was warm and filled. Tommy groaned loudly and pleased, then rested his head on the side of your neck to inhale yourself. He waited until every last drop of his cum filled you before pulling out.

As soon as he pulled out, a mixture of his and your load leaked outside your throbbing pussy. Tommy got up, grabbing a box of tissue and cleaned the both of you up.

"Who was that?" you asked.

"Just the betting shop asking for me to check on something."

"You think they.. heard me?"

"I'm sure they did and I'm glad so that they know how much I fucking please my lovely wife." he chuckled before planting another kiss to your lips.

You gladly kissed him back but the kiss deepened and the both of you know what that means.

Another round.

[emmatgc]

In your eyes, I can see my reflection

Damn Cillian Murphy.

Tommy looking at Grace even if she ain't looking at him at all.

Tommy looking at Grace.

[tomcriuse]

Batman Begins (2005) dir. Christopher Nolan