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[zablife]

Peaky Blinders Rec List

I've been thinking of doing this for some time to show my appreciation to those who have given me hours of entertainment with their stories, moodboards and GIFs. Recently I've seen a few posts asking if there are any writers left in the Peaky fandom. The short answer is YES!! The longer answer of just how many incredibly talented writers there are and their amazing work is listed below the cut. Go follow them, read their work and please comment and reblog! Happy reading and thank you to all these lovely people who share their work with us!

Updated 5/6/24

@peakyscillian Masterlist Incredible Tommy smut!

@inkwolvesandcoffee Masterlist The most creative Alfie content I've read with gorgeous moodboards.

@dandelionprints Masterlist Amazing new writer with fresh Tommy fics!

@buttercupsandboys Masterlist One of my new fave Alfie series!

@moral-terpitude Masterlist So much amazing Tommy content from one shots to series!!

@raincoffeeandfandoms Masterlist Lovely, creative fics for Alfie, Tommy and Luca. As well as the most inspiring moodboards.

@dreamlandcreations Masterlist Amazing Alfie writer and incredible moodboard creator.

@cillmequick Masterlist Amazing series for both Cillian and Tommy that will make you laugh and cry in equal measure.

@notyour-valentine Masterlist Thoughtfully crafted stories that will touch you deeply.

@pherelesytsia Masterlist Tommy fics written in the language of pure poetry. Soft, romantic and utterly beautiful.

@little-diable Masterlist One of the best Tommy Shelby smut writers I've read! Inventive and smart, not to mention devilishly clever!

@xxblackballoonxx Masterlist My fave John Shelby writer!!

@evita-shelby Masterlist Series writer with a strong heroine OC I adore.

@peakyswritings Masterlist A gold mine of Peaky content! One of my fave writers.

@flysafepapi Masterlist Creative genius, horror, vampire AU, so many incredible ideas here.

@shelbydelrey Masterlist Tommy fics with an edge. Mysterious, intriguiging, never dull and always accompanied by amazing moodboards.

@look-at-the-soul Masterlist Cillian and Tommy fics that are so heartfelt and emotional.

@noforkingclue Masterlist Writes the best dark!Tommy ever!

@garrison-girl-08 Masterlist Cillian and Tommy series that are so so addictive!!

@runnning-outof-time Masterlist Consistently amazing Tommy content! No one works harder, but makes it look so easy!

@murderousginger Masterlist One of the most creative writers who never runs out of good ideas. Truly awe inspiring.

@amysteryspot Masterlist Delicious, descriptive writing for Tommy and Alfie one shots and series.

@madame-wilsonn Masterlist A lady of impeccable taste who writes beautifully. Check out her Tommy, Alfie and Arthur fics!

@solomons-finest-rum Masterlist My fave Alfie writer of all time!! Captures his voice like no other.

@theshelbyclan Masterlist A wonderfully gifted writer who provides heartwarming Shelby family fics and the most amazing OC of all time Teddy Shelby!

@pacifymebby Masterlist Writes incredibly detailed headcanons and preferences for the Peaky men that are perfectly in character.

@red-riding-wood Masterlist Specializing in Luca Changretta fics with rich descriptions and compelling narratives.

@thesoldiersminute Gorgeous GIFs I can't stop staring at!

@midnightmagpiemama Masterlist Lovely combination of fluffy, smutty Tommy fics.

@peakyblinded Amazing GIFs and all around lovely person to chat with

@toms-cherry-trees Masterlist Some of the most gorgeous prose I've ever read for Tommy as well as a few other Peaky characters.

@sneakyblinders Masterlist Creator of two separate Tommy AUs that are so creative and immersive.

@anonymooseforever007 Masterlist Writes for many Peaky characters, specializing in humorous, witty dialogue.

@brummiereader Masterlist Amazing series writer for Tommy!

@call-sign-shark Masterlist Mainly writes an incredible series for Arthur, but also one shots for Tommy.

@peakyltd Masterlist Lovely one shots for Tommy, Arthur and John along with the most gorgeous moodboards.

@everythingelseisextra masterlist Formerly @priceofasapphire. Writing under a new blog now with loads of wonderful content.

@darklydeliciousdesires Masterlist Series and one shots for Alfie and John. Incredible smut and fluff!

@rysko Masterlist New writer with amazing Luca content!

I am certain I have missed writers I admire so I will add to this list as I remember people. If I have missed you, I apologize!

[look-at-the-soul]

Tag list update- help a writer edition

I always think I’m forgetting about tagging someone (and I probably do), so to try to avoid that, I would like to update my tag list.

So if you are in one of them and you no longer want me to tag you, please let me know.

Also if you are in a tag list, and I don’t have you in another one, just tell me to change that. (For example you’re tagged in Tommy’s stories but not on the on going Cillian fics I have)

Thank you so so much 🍀 I hope you’re having a great day xxx

Everything- Tommy, Cillian, Emmett, Robert Fischer + other characters:

@lyarr24

@datewithgianni

@runnning-outof-time

@gretelshelby

@cloudofdisney

@lespendy

@gypsy-girl-08 (except Emmett)

@cillmequick (except Emmett)

@prettylittlehoneyeyesxoxo

@onlydeadcells

@esposadomd

@stevie75

@strayrockette

@the-forest-witchh

@elenavampire21

@forgottenpeakywriter

@peakyscillian

A/N: please let me know because I will post a couple of Dr Crane stories (Cillian in Batman movies), because I don’t usually post stories about this character.

The Photoshoot -Cillian Murphy x Photographer OC

All +:

@shelbydelrey

@cutecurly-hair

@alessioayla

@winchestergirl22

@ange-thoughts

@strayrockette

@stevie75

@moral-terpitude

@sloanexx

@babaohhhriley

@hyperfixationsonshuffle

@yrli8

@shaddixlife

@queenshelby

@heidimoreton

@itsilvermorny

@paprikabadger

@already-broken144

Look at the soul - Cillian Murphy x OC (theater theme)

All +:

@zablife

@cillmequick

@kettlechips3

@kaitebugg03

@thenattitude

@babaohhhriley

@lonelyweeb0044 (can’t tag check your settings)

@lovemissyhoneybee

@midnightmagpiemama

@shelbydelrey

@winchestergirl22

@heidimoreton

@moral-terpitude

[missymurphy1985]

The Clandestine (Part Seven) Cillian Murphy X fem!reader

Warning - injury recovery

I am NO medical expert, please forgive any inaccuracies.

Taglist @queenshelby @margoo0 @being-worthy @peakyscillian @peakyciills @janelongxox @elenavampire21 @ysmmsy @cloudofdisney @lauren-raines-x @misscarolineshelby @screemqueen @cilleveryone @peaky-cillian @misselsbells06 @datewithgianni @heidimoreton @jardinsecos @bitchwhytho

"He never asked for me, did he Dad?" You asked once you'd arrived at the hospital. The nurse had sat you in a private room while Cillian was in surgery, promising to give you both an update as soon as she could.

"No... He was unconscious... But it got you here didn't it?"

"Sneaky."

"I'm not the one who's been sleeping with an actor behind her father's back."

"Dad... I'm sorry..."

"I'd say you two have been sneaking around for about a week or so?"

"How did you know?"

"He smiled more. You both did."

You smiled then, and blushed a little.

"So you like him?"

"I do, Dad. I really do. I have done for a while."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I wasn't sure how you'd react..."

"Listen, you don't need my approval y/n. You're a grown woman. More than capable of making her own decisions. And I trust you. Both of you. He's one of my best actors, and he's a good friend."

The nurse interrupted you, walking into the room.

"Does anyone know who his next of kin is?" She asked.

"Yes, I have the medical forms with me, hang on..." You dad reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a few sheets of paper. All cast and crew had to fill out the medical forms prior to filming, for health and safety.

"Why do you need that?" You asked, your heart dropping.

"It's just a precaution," the nurse smiled, and headed back out.

"What does she mean, a precaution?! For what?" You looked to your Dad, fear and panic in your stomach.

"I don't know y/n.. stay here. I'll go and see what's going on, okay? I'll bring coffee back."

He'd been gone for 20minutes, your mind racing through dozens of potential reasons for needed his next of kin detail...

Was he dying?

Was he dead?

God you felt sick...

Your Dad came back with a cup of coffee, placing it in your hands.

"They managed to get hold of his sister back home - and I've just spoken to her and she's given me Next of Kin status while he's over here. The nurse is coming in shortly to let us know what's happening."

She came in around ten minutes later and sat down next to you.

"He's had a blood transfusion, he lost a lot of blood Mr Nolan. They're stitching him up now, and he's going to be in intensive care for a few days at least. We've placed him in an induced coma to help his body heal."

"Will he be okay?" You asked, your voice shaking.

"He's not in a good way, Miss Nolan. But he's in the best place, under the best care. We'll look after him, I promise. Do you want to see him before you head home?"

You nodded quickly, looking to your dad who also nodded, taking your hand. You could see the worry written all over him.

************************************************************

Seeing him on that hospital bed... Tubes and wires coming from his body, your heart could have broken into a million pieces.

"His sister and his mum are flying over on the next available flight," you dad said, reading a text on his phone.

"He'll be okay... Won't he dad..." He didn't answer, just nodded.

"We should leave him to rest."

You took Cillian's hand and squeezed it, before kissing the top of his head gently.

"Don't you leave me.. don't you dare leave me.." you whispered. You could have swore he squeezed your hand back, but you knew it was just your wishful thinking. He was out for the count. The machine beside him breathing for him.

Your dad put his arm around you, leading you out.

"Come on, you're staying back in our apartment for the foreseeable. And I won't hear you arguing either."

"I'm not a child, dad, I don't need babysitting..." You wiped a tear from your cheek as you walked down to his car.

"You're my child, y/n. No matter how old you are," he smiled, pulling you into a huge hug. One he could tell you'd been desperate for. You sank into his arms, choking a few sobs back, and felt the strength you needed. You could do this - you could be strong.

He needed you to be.

[peakyscillian]

The Date Series | Instagram Post

I haven't touched my 'The Date Series' series in FOREVER. I'm putting her through A LOT of re-editing because it was my first ever series on here and sometimes rereading it makes me cringe in places 🤭

But I thought Our Date Series girl NEEDED to mention her Husband during his amazing Awards season, so here's a little soppy Instagram post to tide us all over until I can get a new chapter up - if people would want another part of this old series?

Taglist

@cillmequick @garrison-girl-08 @look-at-the-soul @runnning-outof-time @stars-of-scorpio @blondie-22 @forgottenpeakywriter @cloudofdisney @midnightswithdearkatytspb @queenshelby @missymurphy1985 @janelongxox @elenavampire21 @datewithgianni @winchestergirl22 @alreadybroken-ts @anotherhitandrun (can't tag) @uchihacumdump (can't tag) @inkandpen22 @thomasshelbee (can't tag) @shelbydelrey @allie131313 @being-worthy @vhscillian (can't tag) @radioheadgirl @cillianmurphysface @cilliansangel (can't tag) @magicalpieex @camilleholland89 @chrisevansangel @ysmmsy @lyarr24 @flyingjosephine-blog @moral-terpitude @moral-turpitudes @duckybird101 @lostgirl219 @blyanyan @flippittygibbitts @stevie75 @pono-pura-vida @tonyminxie (cant tag) @otterly-fey (can't tag) @pocket-of-possibilities (can't tag) @lovemissyhoneybee (can't tag) @lespendy (can't tag) @gotohellandbackforyou (can't tag)

[peakyscillian]

Hello! Can I slide in and request number 2 with Cillian for your prompt list thing. Please and thank you 😊🩵

Hey Scarlett!! Of course you can 😘

Obvious

Once again just fluff!

'Giggling about how their friends haven’t found out about them yet even though they’re being so obvious.'

Obvious

She followed him back into the pub, fingers tangled together as they headed back to the table full of their oblivious friends.

Cillian turned to her with a smirk after a few minutes of rejoining the conversation, she flicked a look across the table before she swiped her thumb across the dark red lipstick mark at the corner of his mouth.

The same shade she had painted on her lips.

No one at the table had even noticed that going for a smoke had ended up with them being all over each other on the deserted street.

It had been weeks, they'd been so glaringly obvious since the morning she'd woke up in his bed with a blinding headache and a satisfying ache between her legs.

Maybe it was the fact all their friends were used to their flirty behaviour, the way Cillian always held her hand when they were leaving the pub, how she always ended up staying the night at his.

Hours later in the taxi home, she's giggling into the warm skin of his neck as he laughs about how obvious they'd been all evening.

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Send me a prompt from this list & get a little blurb!

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@cillmequick @runnning-outof-time @look-at-the-soul @heidimoreton @gypsy-girl-08 @creativepawsworld @zablife @cillixn @forgottenpeakywriter @thomasshelbee @shelbydelrey @missymurphy1985 @janelongxox @queenshelby @lyarr24 @ysmmsy @woofgocows @allie131313 @cloudofdisney @elenavampire21 @datewithgianni @magicalpieex @midnightswithdearkatytspb @midnightmagpiemama @being-worthy @radioheadgirl @vhscillian @camilleholland89 @cilliansangel @uchihacumdump @inkandpen22 @anotherhitandrun @alreadybroken-ts @already-broken144 @flyingjosephine-blog @moral-terpitude @duckybird101 @stevie75 @blyanyan @flippittygibbitts @lostgirl219 @stars-of-scorpio @winchestergirl22 @moral-turpitudes @otterly-fey @gotohellandbackforyou @tinyminxie

[peakyscillian]

Family Ties | Modern!Tommy Series.

Summary: The Shelby’s will do anything for family. Warnings: Smut, 18+ Minors DNI, Mature themes, use of the word 'Whore/Slut' Part: 10 Pairing: Modern!Tommy x Fem!Reader Requested: No Notes: If you read a series/story and you like it or even love it, please comment, like & reblog so writers know they're getting the interaction they deserve! It means so much to see someone reblog your work! I also want to thank everyone who has shown me so much love on my work!!

Family Ties | Modern!Tommy Series.

Masterlist | FT Masterlist

Part Ten - Present Day.

You were laying in bed watching the time tick past, Tommy was sleeping peacefully, you had tucked into his side, praying for the night to slow down.

"Sleep darling" his voice was gruff coated with sleep, his fingers tickling against the bare skin of your waist.

You hadn't told him about Sam's parting question, feeling so humiliated by it, but you knew that was the main thing keeping you up.

Tommy pressed his lips to your forehead "tell me what it is" he asked softly, you nodded biting at your lip.

"When I left his apartment, he..he asked if I was going to give him some kind of special welcome back" you swallowed, feeling the tears press at your waterline.

You felt Tommy's body stiffen, could see him trying to keep his anger at bay, he took a deep breath "Fucking prick, that's not going to happen. I promise" he sat up slowly, you moved next to him, his hands cupping your face.

"We will be in there, I've got men ready, Arthur is ready to kill him, Sam is not getting near you" he tried to reassure you, you nodded.

"You say stop we stop" he confirmed once again, some kind of mantra he’d been using for the past few days, "but for now, lets sleep, eh?" he lifted the covers to let you slip back under, you wrapped your arm around his waist. 

Snuggling back into his side, the comforting beat of his heart lulling you into a light sleep. 

-

Tommy was in the kitchen at the betting shop the next afternoon, he'd left you with Polly, Ada and Esme.

You'd been on edge all morning, even your favourite breakfast place by the river couldn't calm you, he'd had second thoughts, thought about pulling you out going about it in a different way.

You'd immediately noticed his shift in attitude, took his hand, told him you would be fine, you could do it.

He'd gathered his men, ready to lay out the plan. Finn and Isaiah had called up the club, enquired about any new girls, and had booked you out for the evening with his men. 

Tommy was going to be there, back of the booth away from prying eyes. 

“If you see anyone touch her, try to book her. You tell me, Arthur or John. No one is going near her, understand?” All the men mumbled their agreement.

Finn cleared his throat “is this a good idea Tom? Is it going to work?” He asked, John's hand connecting quickly with the back of his head.

Tommy was in his face, finger pointed “you got a better idea, eh? Let us hear it then” Finn rolled his eyes, not giving Tommy an answer, “you don't want to come? Want to stay home and act like going to a strip club isn't something you do?” Tommy stood back, his little brother was soft, and wasn't up for the kind of life this family had created.

You would be scolding him right now, would be telling him to leave Finn alone, let him live his life the way he wanted to live it. You had a soft spot for Finn, you’d come into his life when he was just thirteen, Finn had taken to you the fastest out of all the siblings, he didn’t have any reason not to trust you, he had loved being around you, you'd even persuaded Tommy to turn a room into his own so he could stay over whenever he wanted. 

Tommy stepped away, lighting a cigarette “do what you want Finn you always do” he sighed, Finn slumped back in the chair, he just cared about you, couldn't lose you like he'd lost his mum.

Everyone left the kitchen, leaving Finn and Tommy alone, “I promise you she is going to be fine” Tommy took a seat opposite his little brother, Finn nodded “She takes care of us Tom”, Tommy smiled slightly “I know, and she’s going to still be around, do you think I’d let anything take her away?” he asked, trying to reassure Finn, “No” he shook his head, “I’ll be there tonight, I’ll make sure she’s alright” Finn added, Tommy nodded standing up giving him a brotherly pat on the back before he left the room. 

-

Tommy pressed a kiss to your lips, sitting a few roads away from the club. You’d hardly said anything on the drive over, his hands cupped at your cheek “Remember we’re all fucking there okay? Finn has even told me himself he’s going to make sure you’re alright” he smirked, you couldn’t help the small smile, of course Finn had your back, “I love you, remember that as well, fucking lost without you” he pressed another kiss to your lips. 

You relaxed into his kiss, fingers stroking through the short hair at the nape of his neck, “I love you too, Tom” you rested your forehead against his, giving him a final kiss. 

You grabbed your bag, took a deep breath, Tommy squeezed your thigh, you gave him a smile before opening the car door, “Y/N?” Tommy spoke softly before you closed the door, you popped your head back into the car, “Thank you” he smiled, you nodded “Anything for family, Thomas” you replied, giving him another smile as you closed the door. 

Lydia greeted you with an excited squeal as you walked back into the club, you were surprised to see her still here, bundled into a tight hug you laughed lightly “Lyd, I didn’t expect you to be here”, she shrugged leading you through the bar to the familiar back corridors “the money is good” she answered, as you nodded “Thats why I’m back need the money” you put your bags down on the dressing table. 

You had made yourself up, hair slicked back into a high ponytail, the outfit you’d picked was sexy but not over the top, small black shorts, high heels and a small crop top, you felt out of place so unnatural in this environment. 

Making your way through the club, scanning the room for familiar faces, Lydia had told you Sam would be in later, he had a few things to sort out before he arrived, that relaxed you slightly.

A few hours later you heard the unmistakable voice of Sam, his hot breath fanning across the skin of your neck as you served someone at the bar “my favourite little whore is back” he chuckled, you moved away from his body “Y/N, your booths order is ready” Summer smiled taking over from you.

Sam’s hand circled around your wrist “Come find me after, still need to welcome you back” he sneered, you nodded feeling sick to your stomach. 

You adjusted your top as you grabbed for the round of drinks checking the ticket number, you smiled knowing exactly who’s table that was.

“A round of shots, gentlemen” you shouted over the music with a beaming smile on your face, “Ere’ she is, hello sister” Arthur draped his arm around your shoulder.

“Hello Arthur” you dropped a light peck to his cheek “Looking stunning as always, y/n” he chuckled.

“Oi!” Tommy looked up from his phonee,yes locking with yours, as he shouted at his brother.

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So we've made it full circle back to part one! I hope you've enjoyed it this far, there's so much more to come!

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Taglist

@cillmequick @runnning-outof-time @look-at-the-soul @gypsy-girl-08 @heidimoreton @thomasshelbee @forgottenpeakywriter @shelbydelrey @allie131313 @cillixn @midnightmagpiemama @zablife @queenshelby @missymurphy1985 @janelongxox @cloudofdisney @being-worthy @vhscillian @radioheadgirl @elenavampire21 @datewithgianni @magicalpieex @camilleholland89 @cilliansangel @uchihacumdump @inkandpen22 @ysmmsy @lyarr24 @anotherhitandrun @alreadybroken-ts @flyingjosephine-blog @moral-turpitudes @duckybird101 @lostgirl219 @blyanyan @flippittygibbitts @stevie75 @pono-pura-vida @lespendy @lovemissyhoneybee @pocket-of-possibilities @otterly-fey @gotohellandbackforyou

[peakyscillian]

Family Ties | Modern!Tommy Shelby Series | Masterlist.

Summary: The Shelby’s will do anything for family. Warnings: Smut, 18+ Minors DNI, muture themes, talk of unconsenual sexual activity, unprotected sex, Peaky violence.

Trigger Warnings: failed pregnancies, abortion mentioned, domestic violence.

Please read all warnings on chapters before you continue, the above is just general warnings - each chapter will be different

Completed: 16.04.23

Nearly all parts contain smut - will be in the warnings of each chapter.

Please skip any chapters you don't think you can read - I'm sure there's another story of mine you can enjoy and I love you for enjoying my work!

Enjoy!

Contents: Part One- Present Day Part Two - Flashback Part Three - Present Day Part Four - Flashback - Please read warnings before you read this Part five - Present Day Part Six - Present Day - following on from Part Five Part Seven - Flashblack Part Eight - Present Day Part Nine - Final Flashback Part Ten - Present Day Part Eleven - Present Day Part Twelve - Present day - Please read warnings before you read this Part Thirteen - Present Day Part Fourteen - Present Day. Part Fifteen - Present Day.- Please read warnings before you read this Part Sixteen - Present Day Part Seventeen - Final Chapter.

One Shots Belated Valentine 🖤 - Flashback

[peakyscillian]

Bend The Rules | Mini - Series | Part One.

Summary: Cillian is unhappily married, to someone who doesn’t care about him, surely he can bend the rules? Warnings: Cheating, drama & smut. Pairing: Cillian x Fem!Reader Part: 1/? Requested: No A/N: I know its hard to imagine Cillian cheating but this is complete fiction and his family is made up.

Bend The Rules | Mini - Series

Part One

Part One

Spotting his name on your schedule for the first four hours of your day, wasn't what you needed after seven days working in a row.

You had got to know Cillian really well over the first two series of Peaky Blinders, being his wardrobe assistant you spent alot of time, fitting him, dressing him and hanging around off set when he was working, it also meant a lot of your time together was in the close quarters of the wardbrobe truck.

The past two months back on set for series 3 had been different, he was always in some kind of mood, always snapping or giving you the silent treatment.

Constantly glued to his phone which was unlike him, you knew he was married, unhappily married if the gossip was anything to go by.

His bad moods were making your work days less than enjoyable, you had warned Lucinda if he dared snap at you again you were refusing to work with him, Lucinda had rolled her eyes and handed you the keys to the storage closet without another word.

You were sending off emails, answering messages when the light tap on the wall next to your desk disturbed you.

You dragged your eyes from yet another email from Lucinda trying to rope you into a few other jobs in any spare time you had.

"Down for fittings today, for the party scene" Cillian was stood hands shoved into his jean pockets, beanie on his head he looked drained.

You stood up, straightening out your skirt "Hi, oh y/n how are you today?" you laughed lightly at his bluntness.

"Oh fucking grand, its like that is it?" He rolled his eyes, you threw him a glare, putting your paperwork away grabbing your ipad to take down your notes.

"You have the attitude Murphy, not me" you shrugged opening the fitting room door, "Right" he sighed following you, eyes taking in your body from behind, the loose cropped black tshirt, the figure hugging satin skirt and chunky boots.

-

Cillian was stood in a tight shirt and just his underwear, you'd been overly professional while he dressed and undressed in the small room, with you trying to distract yourself from checking him out.

"Look I am sorry about that" he spoke up as you fixed the bow tie around his neck, he was intently watching you. You stepped back helping him into the suit jacket, you were waiting for an intern to return with the correct suit trousers. "It's fine, it's been a long week" you shrugged as the door opened, you politely thanked the intern taking the trousers, handing them over. "Yeah it has, you got anytime off?" he commented, fastening the trousers, you nodded "This weekend, have you? you look drained" Cillian frowned, staying silent as you took measurements and pictures, watching as you moved around the room.

"The weekend as well, thanks for the compliment" he finally spoke, you shrugged tapping on the iPad. "Look I'm probably being stupid, but I thought we were friends? You've been horrible to work with since filming started" you handed him back the clothes he had come in. Cillian sighed taking them from you "We were, are friends, just a lot going on outside of here that I don't want to share with you, I'm sorry okay?"

"Just get some rest Cill" you headed for the door, turning before you left "just leave the clothes here, I can tidy them up" You didn't look up from your desk as Cillian walked past to head to his next meeting, you had a whole list of cast to see today you didn't need him distracting you.

- You had been sat in the restuarant for nearly an hour, you were sure you'd been stood up, but you were trying your hardest to give Dean the chance to show up once again.

You were watching the door for your blonde haired date. You let out a small groan as you watched the door open, someone you would rather not be near entered, Cillian with some of the other cast.

Fuck sake how embarrasing you were sat alone, on your first night off in weeks, stood up.

They were being seated two tables away, Cillian caught your eye, giving you a nod, you smiled slightly, picking up your wine glass downing the sour red liquid.

Forty five minutes later you were asking for the bill to pay for your four wines, Dean no where to be seen. You slipped on your coat, it had suddenly turned cold in the evenings.

You left the restuarant head down so you didnt make any more eye contact with Cillian.

- You were stood outside, bag under your arm as you tried your hardest to light a cigarette, you sighed when it didn't work for the third time.

"Here let me" Cillian's unmistakeable voice floated over you, he lit your cigarette with a smile. You brushed away a few stray tears "Fuck sorry no idea why im crying" you laughed lightly.

Cillian had lit his own cigarette "Not a nice guy to stand you up like that", You shrugged "He always does"

Cillian laughed slightly frowning at you "Why do you give him the chance too?" You had downed enough wine that evening to tell the truth, you looked Cillian dead in the eyes "He's a good fuck"

You watched as Cillian inhaled sharply "Fair enough, but you definitely deserve better" he dropped his cigarette on the floor stubbing it out.

"Oh yeah? whos going to give me that then? You?" you smirked giving your cigarette the same treatment.

"Well Im married so I don't think thats wise" he stated, watching as you stepped towards the pavement to hail a taxi.

"Wouldn't bother me" you shrugged, turning to look at him as a taxi pulled up "2A Belfort Road" you told him before you opened the door.

Then you slipped into the back of the taxi, eyes never leaving his through the window.

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[peakyscillian]

Family Ties | Modern!Tommy Series

Summary: The Shelby’s will do anything for family. Warnings: Smut, 18+ Minors DNI, Mature themes, use of the word ‘Whore/Slut’ , mentions of unconsenual sex. Part: 14 Pairing: Modern!Tommy x Fem!Reader Requested: No Notes: If you read a series/story and you like it or even love it, please comment, like & reblog so writers know they’re getting the interaction they deserve! It means so much to see someone reblog your work! I also want to thank everyone who has shown me so much love on my work!!

Family Ties | Part Fourteen

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Part Fourteen.

Tommy was in the upstairs office on the sofa laptop in front of him, he moved it to the side as you walked in. You had a giddy smile on your face, fresh from the shower, cheeks flushed from the steam, hair wrapped up in a towel “Tommy, look!”, Tommy could help the smile spreading on his face, you were so beautiful it took his breath away

You stood side on, hands cupped at the smallest hint of a bump, if you were to squint “our baby” you giggled lightly feeling the press of happy tears behind your eyes, three weeks after the positive test and you were still on cloud nine. Tommy had arranged a private midwife appointment for you to get checked over, she had put you at around seven weeks.

Tommy reached his hands out for you, you made your way over stood in front of him, his hands replacing yours on your stomach, calloused fingers running against your skin “thank you for still wanting all this with me after everything” he looked up at you, you ran your fingers through his hair “Wouldn’t want this with anyone else, Tom” you moved to sit on his lap, his hands falling to cup against your ass.

“You know that right?” you asked, forehead against his, he nodded nudging your nose with his “Of course” he answered, moving to cup your jaw with his hand bringing your lips towards his, softly pressing a kiss to them.

You rested your hand at the nape of his neck, deepening the kiss, licking into his mouth, tongues pressing together teeth clashing. Tommy pulled away first nipping at your bottom lip, hands sliding around to rest on your thighs, “it’s all working out baby” he smiled, you nodded “just one more job to do to” you pointed out.

Tommy squeezed at your thigh, “you don’t have to worry about that” he stated, you rolled your eyes slightly “Of course I worry” you tutted, giving him a look, he shook his head with a smile “let me take your mind off it?” he suggested, fingers pushing under the hem of your t-shirt, thumb rubbing over your nipple, making you suck in a breath, before you could tell him off for trying to distract you.

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You were trying to get a good grip on the edge of the desk, Tommy was pounding relentlessly into you, his fingers digging into your hips as he pushed forward “Fuck, yes, Tommy there, right there” you whined, pushing your ass back to meet his thrusts. 

Tommy’s hand made contact with the flesh of your ass, making your hips jerk, his cock sliding further into you, “taking me so well, so fucking wet for me” he rasped, pulling back just to drive straight back into you, your pussy stretching around him.

Tommy stalled his hips, his cock nestled deep inside of you, you wriggled your hips needing some kind of friction. Tommy chuckled at your actions, pulling from you “want to see your face when you cum” he stated, helping you turn round, his lips meeting yours as he carried you across to the sofa.

He guided you to lay back, before he pinned your hands above your head,his free hand curled around his cock guiding himself into you again, your walls fluttering around him instantly.

“Filled you up, having my baby” he hummed against your ear, hips rocking down into you “you did Tommy, full of you” you smiled as he loosened his grip around your wrists, you instantly pushed your fingers into his hair, tugging at the strands.

“Fuck, we’re going to be late” Tommy huffed out a deep breath, hips rocking down into you. “It’s your party, they can wait” you lifted your head to press a kiss to his parted lips.

He smirked, pulling away, “a true Shelby girl now, saying things like that” he pressed a finger to your lips, you wrapped your tongue around it, sucking on the tip.

Tommy groaned at the sight, slamming his hips down into yours, before sliding his hand between your bodies, pressing against your clit making your back arch off the sofa “Tommy, please” you sighed, head falling back.

“What do you want darling, tell me eh?” he hummed, you lifted your head, eyes locking with his “make me cum please Tommy”. Tommy smirked, rocking his hips down, the pressure pinning your hips down, after all Tommy wasn't the kind of man to deny his wife.

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You'd lost sight of Tommy hours ago, you were both being pulled in different directions, talking business with people you couldn’t remember the names of. Ada was constantly swapping out your champagne glass for apple juice to keep suspicions at bay, after all the complications you didn't want to announce anything too early. 

You'd slipped out into the hall of the large rented townhouse, needing a breather from the room, needing to figure out where Tommy had gone.

Arthur's hushed voice caught your attention, you turned slightly to listen. “What the fuck do we tell y/n?” He hissed, “oh sorry love we went to sort out that cunt of a man and well turns out it was a decoy” John of course it was John.

You made your way to the room, thinking how the past few weeks had been you barging into rooms to confront your brother in laws, you fixed them both with a stare, arms folded across your chest “So where is he?” you asked in a steady voice, Arthur stepped forward first, John trying to match you in some kind of battle who was going to look away first. 

“We had some men set up a meeting with Sam, it turns out that they were working for Sam, it was decoy” Arthur finished his excuse, you rolled your eyes “So you’re telling me, my husband is now with the man who beat and raped me for years, he’s alone with him somewhere? When this disgusting piece of shit knows about your fucking plan” you were raging, why were these men so fucking stupid all three of them? 

John cleared his throat, “we weren’t to know the men we hired were working for Sam”, you frowned at him “So the Shelby Company just hired anyone off the streets these days huh?” you couldn’t believe what they were telling you.

John rolled his eyes “I know hormones are possibly all over the place, y/n, but it's just the nature of the business”, You spun to look at him, “my hormones are perfectly fine thank you John” you spat as Arthur shot him a look, “any plans to go find him?” You asked, both men looked at each other.

“Unbelievable” you sighed, turning on your heel to leave the room, you couldn't look at them. You bumped into Finn half way down the hall, “I need the car”, he frowned at your tone you sighed “Tommy’s fucking missing and no one will tell me whats really happening, I’m going to find him myself” you bit your lip “please can I just have the keys” 

Finn nodded “I’ll drive you, just tell me where” you smiled at him, “I just need to find him Finn” he reached out for your hand, leading you to the exit, “Y/N!” Ada called running behind you, “don’t go out there to find him, send those two” she looked worried “I know all the places Sam uses, they can’t be trusted to get things done” you were getting frustrated, you needed to get to Tommy.

Ada knew you wouldn’t back down, “I’ll go back to the house, I’ll call you if he gets home. Be fucking careful” she gave you a tight hug, “Finn, take care of her” she warned, he gave her a nod not arguing with his older sister. 

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Finn flicked a look across to you as he pulled back into the driveway of Arrow House, you'd gone to all the places you could think of, with no luck, “thank you” you sighed, grabbing your bag from the footwell, “did you want me to stay? I don't mind, you shouldn't be alone” he was worrying his lip between his teeth.

You shook your head “I'll be fine, Ada is probably still here” you gave him a smile, looking up at the front door opened, your heart skipped for a moment you thought it might have been Tommy, but Ada was standing in the doorway waiting.

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You shot off the sofa in the back lounge at the sound of the front door opening, grabbing your gun from the coffee table, Ada had headed up to bed a few hours ago. You wouldn’t sleep until Tommy was home safe.

You stepped into the hall, heart hammering in your chest, you dropped the gun as soon as you saw him, you could see his busted lip, the blood on his face from your spot by the lounge.

You rushed towards him, fists flying at his chest tears streaming down your cheeks “I could have fucking lost you” you sobbed, finally letting him pull you against him.

He stroked at your hair letting you cry into his ruined shirt, your fingers curled into the material “I'm home, it's okay I'm home” he soothed, you moved your face from being pressed against his chest, looking up him “I don't know what I'd do if I lost you” you bit at your lip.

“Y/N?” Ada called from the top of the stairs “it's okay Ada, it's me” Tommy answered her, you knew she'd be furious with her brother “oh he returns, stupid fucking idea Tommy, what were you three thinking?” Tommy rolled his eyes “leave it Ada” you heard her muttering to herself, then the click of the bedroom door.

“I guess he's still alive then?” You asked, knowing the answer already, Tommy nodded, taking your hand “We will regroup in the morning, let's go to bed?” He asked, trying to get off the conversation of the cunt who was currently ruining his life. 

You pressed your lips against his, feeling him wince at the pain against the cut, you could taste the metallic sting of the left over blood “need to clean you up first, Frances changed the sheets this morning”, you pulled away from him.

“I don't need Fraces annoyed at me as well” he muttered, following you to the stairs, you turned to look at him “she would never, you can do no wrong when it comes to Frances” you laughed slightly. Tommy gave you a smirk, knowing you were right.

You were cleaning up his face, Tommy sat on the side of the bath, you were standing between his legs, his hands on your waist “I looked everywhere for you, where were you?” you asked, you’d been debating with yourself whether you should tell him, but you gathered someone else would so it was better coming from you.

“They fucking let you go out there alone?” he asked, blue eyes locked on yours “Finn came with me, they weren’t doing anything I couldn’t fucking sit there” you argued turning to start cleaning up the bathroom side.

Tommy was pacing around the bedroom, undressing as you watched him from the doorway, you could tell he was wound up, everyone had let you go out and look for him, when he was with the man who was so dangerous. "Tommy, Tommy come here" you sighed trying to get his attention, he made his way over to you, you cupped his chin, turning his face towards yours, "Listen to me, I'm here okay? We're both okay" you placed his hand on your stomach, "I just needed to find you, I can’t do this without you" you whispered. 

Tommy sighed, he was frustrated but the feeling of your stomach under his palm, your hand covering the top of his, he knew he was overthinking, he just needed to get Sam out of the way. Sam was after you both and he hadn’t helped matters going to his territory alone.

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[peakyscillian]

Family Ties | Modern!Tommy Series

Summary: The Shelby’s will do anything for family. Warnings: Smut, 18+ Minors DNI, Mature themes, use of the word ‘Whore/Slut’ , mentions of unconsenual sex.Part: 13 Pairing: Modern!Tommy x Fem!Reader Requested: No Notes: If you read a series/story and you like it or even love it, please comment, like & reblog so writers know they’re getting the interaction they deserve! It means so much to see someone reblog your work! I also want to thank everyone who has shown me so much love on my work!!

Family Ties | Part Thirteen

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Part Thirteen.

It had been a week since the incident at the club, you’d finally left Ada’s, coming home to Tommy, you were still making him work for forgiveness, but you couldn’t bear being away from him for too long, even after that night he was still your safe place. 

You’d noticed the flash of guilt fall across his face every time he noticed the newest mark on your skin, the mark that was caused because he wasn’t there to protect you, Ada had been going on about you getting it checked out, it looked sore but you hadn’t wanted to go, to admit someone had hurt you in such a way, you didn’t want Tommy to get the blame for something he would never do to you. 

Tommy was trying his hardest to make everything up to you, it started with flowers delivered to your office, coming home to freshly prepared meals, baths run in the evening with your favourite bubbles and a glass of wine.  

The night before he’d taken you out to your favourite restaurant for dinner, once you were home he’d carried you up to bed, made love to you, pulling whines and moans from your mouth over and over, letting you know how much he loved and appreciated you.

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You’d told Tommy you’d go back if he needed you too, he hadn’t asked, but you knew all three of them were downstairs in the office making plans.

You’d spent the morning in your study, catching up on work. You could hear Tommy talking in his office as you made your way to the kitchen for some food.

Polly sat at the table, looking up at you as you made your way in “Afternoon” she smiled, “What are you doing sitting here Pol?, You should have come up” you smiled, grabbing two mugs to make tea, “I had to leave the office, those three were bickering like children. I was just trying to get some paperwork from your husband” she sighed. 

You rolled your eyes, they would always end up bickering after too long in the same room, “What did you need? I can grab it” you offered, she shook her head “I’ll get it later, come here” she beckoned you over.

You frowned, walking over to her “you’re pregnant aren’t you?” she smiled, hand on your stomach, “No, uh well I haven’t checked” you stumbled over your words, you had stopped checking after the appointment after being told it would be impossible.

Polly gave you a nod, she understood, “Check” she urged, you bit at your lip “I can’t be, the specialist said” she shook her head, stopping you mid sentence, “they couldn’t guarantee could they?” she pointed out, you shook your head “I have tests upstairs” Polly ushered you out of the kitchen with a beaming smile on your face.

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"We need to stop this right now" you barged into Tommys office, John and Arthur whipping their heads round at you, "but y/n we're so bloody close, you said you’d go back" John tried to reason, you threw him a look "send Esme then John" you retaliated

"She's got kids at home" he frowned, you were in front of him in seconds finger jabbing at his face "right because I'm fucking barren I should do the dirty work eh?" you spat, you never had this tone with your brother in-laws, but after the events of the other week, your patience was wearing thin.

“All that talk about stopping when I say, was that just a lie?” you turned to Tommy, “Y/N” he went to speak, but you shook your head “Don’t try to justify yourselves, all three of you are enjoying this too much, but I promise you right now, you won’t be getting me back in there” you were out of breath, body shaking with anger. 

You’d given them Sam’s entire schedule weeks ago, but they were keeping you in there for their own selfish revenge. Now this, John arguing that you needed to stay there, needed to let them end it their own way. 

Tommy hadn't said a word that was fueling your anger, you chucked the pregnancy test on his desk, all three men looking at the digital display 'pregnant' clear as day, you fished another one from your pocket chucking that with it.

You stopped at the door “just hurry up and kill him". You were calmer now, holding your husband's stare. He gave you a small nod before you closed the door.

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Minutes later the door opened, Tommy rushing over, kneeling down in front of you, “I’m sorry, so sorry” he was taking your hands in his, kissing at your knuckles, you watched him, pulling your hand away slowly.

“You’re always sorry Tommy, you’ve been sorry so much the past few weeks” you were trying to keep your composure. 

Tommy frowned, moving to sit next to you, you were aware of Polly slipping from the room “Y/N, I-” you shook your head “No, you’ll listen to me for once” you fixed him with a stare.

“We’ve been together for five years, I shouldn’t have to feel like I’m always repaying for you for taking me out of that shithole, I’m your wife, you wanted me to be your wife and now I’m carrying your child, our baby and you don’t get to apologise over and over for how you behave, you need to think of us, of this” you gestured to your flat stomach.

“Think of us before you think of the business, of revenge and making people scared of the Shelby family for once, we are the most important things to you and if you fuck, if you can’t see that then I don’t think I can stay” you felt your lip quiver as you finished your sentence. 

Tommy looked shocked, he grabbed for your hand “No, Y/N fuck you are the most important thing to me you and this baby, this baby we’ve wanted for so long” he looked worried, squeezing your hand.

“We have, but I’m worried, I don’t want to do this on my own” you took a deep breath, Tommy moving to sit next to you cupping at your chin “Y/N, please I promise to keep you and this baby safe” 

“And when you just don’t come home one day? Then what?” you bit at your lip, “You don’t have to worry, I’m always coming back to you” his thumb ran across your bottom lip “always coming home for you” he repeated.

You nodded slowly “just be fucking careful” you warned, with a small smile, letting him kiss you softly, “Fuck baby, what made you test” he asked, pulling back from your lips.

“Polly sitting in the kitchen and announcing to me I was pregnant” you laughed lightly, Tommy nodded knowing his Aunt so well, “Tommy, this needs to be over with” you were so anxious. 

Tommy moved so he could pull your back against his chest “Arthur is sorting things, we’ve got a plan” his hand fell to your flat stomach “Don’t listen to John, he’s an idiot” he added, you nodded turning your face to look at him “I love them Tom, but they do the most stupid things” you laughed lightly.

You placed your hand over his “Our little human is growing in there” you giggled, you couldn’t believe it, you were going to have his baby, “half me, half you” he hummed, moving the material of your shirt up slightly, fingers tickling against your skin.

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[peakyscillian]

New prompts list for requests? RUNS 🏃‍♀️

How about… “I like keeping you to myself. Is that selfish?” “No. I feel the same way.” With our boy Cillian?

Love you bestie! xx

For you anything! 😘 love ya bestie! Xx

Selfish

No smut just fluff!

They had spent the whole weekend, just the two of them, Cillian coming back from two weeks in New Ross, to her in his kitchen making dinner for them both.

They'd spent the weekend either lounging around the house, going for walks with Scout or having a quiet drink in the back corner of the pub.

Now they were curled up on his sofa, comfy clothes on, Sunday roast demolished and the latest series they had vowed not to watch without the other person present waiting to play.

Cillian pressed a light kiss to the top of her head, making her turn her face up to look at him, giving him a smile "what's up?" She asked sitting slightly.

Cillian returned her smile, "I like keeping you to myself, is that selfish?" He asked, she bit at her lip with a small giggle "No, I feel the same way" she confessed.

It had been so nice having something so private, it meant a lot of time spent together getting to know each other slowly, no one interfering or wanting to know every detail, just the two of them in a loved up bubble.

It wasn't something they had discussed, it just felt natural they didn't want the world to know, not yet anyway and Cillian liked his life to be private.

It had only been four months the world could wait a little longer.

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[peakyscillian]

Bend The Rules | Cillian Murphy Series

Summary: Cillian is unhappily married, to someone who doesn’t care about him, surely he can bend the rules? Warnings: Cheating, drama, Smut, Mature themes, sexual content, language. Angst Minors DNI Pairing: Cillian x Fem!Reader Part: 11 - Short Chapter A/N: No disrespect to Cillian/his family this is purely fiction.

Bend The Rules | Part 11

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Part Eleven.

The next two weeks at work were a blur, you kept yourself hidden away in the wardrobe department, mainly filing, sending off clothes to storage, sending out invoices as the season was wrapping up in a few weeks. You had been assigned to a few minor roles for fittings, but no-one from the main cast was sent your way. 

You’d seen Cillian a few times, he looked exhausted, the sharp bones of his face making him look drawn, he hadn’t looked at you once when passing, he’d left messages for you, that you kept moving to the archive function on your phone.

Your sister had been begging for you to come back to London, but you needed to finish off this job, you needed to prove yourself. You weren’t going to run away. 

You knew going to his apartment was a mistake, but god you just wanted to be close to him one last time, not have him walking away from you in your kitchen, the last memory of him.

You knew you were punishing yourself, he had tried to talk to you, tried to fix everything.

You’d arrive on set early on the final Friday, half a day to get through before everything was finished off, so you could run back to London and forget about Manchester. 

You were surprised to see Cillian sat outside the wardrobe department, reading one of his many books, coffee by his feet.

He looked up as you got closer, an unsure smile on his face as you unlocked the door, he followed you in “Please talk to me” he broke the silence, you busied yourself with unpacking your bag, setting up your laptop “what's there to say?” you asked, not looking at him afraid you’d crumble the second you locked eyes with him. 

“You leave in the middle of the night and I don't hear from you? You won't hear me out about this whole fucking mess? There’s a lot to fucking say” he was leaning against the wall. 

You finally turned to look at him “I’m the one this is punishing, I’m losing my fucking job because of this, because of her" you spat, anything to do with her put a bitter taste in your mouth, "and maybe I shouldn't have come round the other night but you didn't fucking stop me” you were trying not to shout at him.

“Losing your job?” Cillian was shocked, surely not? “Lucinda can’t keep me on for the next however many seasons because no one will trust me, because I’m some kind of harlot lurking in the wardrobe department stealing husbands” you felt hysterical, you hadn’t said anything like this out loud in weeks. 

Cillian moved away from the wall, stepping towards you, you shook your head “and this is such a fucking mess, because I love this job, everything about this has been my dream and now I can’t stay” you swiped at the tears rolling down your cheeks.

“Even if I could stay, I wouldn’t be able to, I can’t be around you, I can’t see you everyday and know how much you hurt me, how you lied to me” you grabbed for a tissue.

Cillian knelt down in front of you “I haven’t lied, I promise I haven’t, fuck I know I’ve hurt you, I wish I hadn’t hurt you" he stopped catching his breath before he carried on, "but I need you to know everything I told you, about me and her was true, I want to work this out, I want you” he looked close to tears, his hands resting lightly on your knees stroking his thumbs over the material of your jeans. 

You shook your head hiccuping as you covered his hands with yours “I want you, but not like this, I can’t do it like this. I've got to leave” 

Cillian sighed “why are you punishing yourself? We can work this out”, you diverted your gaze to the floor “this isn't how I wanted us to be, this isn't the amazing love story I thought we could have, I've got to go”’

Cillian bit at his lip, “Please don’t” he stood up trying to keep everything in check, trying to keep his emotions at bay. 

“I have too, what kind of life is this Cillian? I can’t do it, fuck I’m so stupid because I told you, I told you someone was going to get hurt and what a big surprise that it’s me” you laughed lightly. 

You walked across to him, hands cupping at his face “I’m going back to London, going to spend some time away, you’ll be okay, you needed out of your marriage” his hands were on your hips.

“Can’t I make you stay?” he asked, you shook your head, standing on tiptoes brushing your lips with his, “We obviously weren’t meant to be Cill” you sighed as you both pulled away. 

“We were meant to be, just the wrong time” he shrugged, “definitely the wrong time for us” you added, fingers hooked with his.

“I meant it when I told you I love you” he licked across his lips, you nodded “I meant it to, but now everything that’s gone on? It feels tainted” you let go of his hands knowing it was getting harder to walk away from him. 

“Will you let me know how you are, in a few weeks? Once you’ve settled back in London?” he asked, hopeful to still have some contact.

You nodded “give me some time, you’ll be back in Dublin you don’t need to worry about me” you tried to joke, he smiled “I’ll always worry about you, fuck you’re always going to be on my mind” he cupped his hand under your chin. 

You cursed yourself for the tears that started to fall again “don’t Cill-” you felt your lip quiver as he wiped away the tears.

“Please just leave before I do something that makes it harder, again” you looked at him, as he nodded dipping to kiss you one last time. 

You waited until he had closed the door, until you were sure he was out of the building before you locked the door and let yourself cry.

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[peakyscillian]

This seems fun!! I wish you would write a fic where... Reader & Cillian are in college?!?! and he asks her out on a date they have thier first kiss!!

Sweethearts

Okay, so this is more than a drabble but less than a one shot!

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Cillian was nervous to approach her, they'd been moving in the same friendship circle for years, but second year of college he'd started seeing her differently, the way she'd bite at her lip when she was concentrating, the way she'd throw her head back and laugh with her friends, the scrunch of her nose when she got an answer wrong in class.

Recently they'd been gravitating towards one another, whether it was during breaks or the walk home, nights out or house parties, they would end up together talking about music and films and how one day they'd do something to make a difference in the world.

Cathal had urged him to go for it, just ask her on a date what was there to lose? Cillian had scoffed his pride? Cathal wasn't having any of it, he'd seen the way she looked a Cillian, like he had hung the moon and the stars just for her.

So before the night got too out of control and she could accuse him of being drunk, he'd approached her, asked to speak to her outside, giving him a smile she asked him to help her up off the bean bag she had occupied next to Dermot.

He didn't let go of her hand, leading her outside into Cathal's back garden "what is it Cill?" she looked confused, he took a deep breath licking across his lips "ah fuck, you've made me nervous" he laughed shaking his head

She squeezed at his hand, "it's me we can talk about anything"  her smile spurs him on, he's holding both her hands now "was wondering if you would want to go on a date, with me?" He wanted to look away didn't want to witness her face when she rejected him.

But, a beaming smile took over her whole face, she looked so wonderful as she bit at her lip "I thought you'd never ask, of course I would"

He can't help but smile, "can I kiss you?" He asked, he didn't expect the quick nod of her head, he let go of her hands so he could cup her cheeks, dipping his head he pressed his lips gently against hers.

He felt her body relax into him, her arms snaked around his shoulders, he licks into her mouth, tongues pressed together, his hands falling to her waist to keep her against him.

Cillian pulled away first, to catch his breath she hadn't pulled away from him, she looked up at him with a giddy smile.

"Can we go back in? It's cold" she giggled, Cillian nodded, taking her hand again, he stopped before they enter the madness of the lounge area.

“Does this mean you want to be my girl?” He asked cursing himself for being so cheesy, but she giggled at him, fingers linked with his “of course I want to be your girl” 

Cillian feels like everything he's ever wanted has finally come to him, she looked up at him again, biting her lip, pressed onto her tiptoes to brush her lips with his, his arm looped round her back to keep her steady. 

They only broke apart at the sound of the crowd in the living room getting louder and Cathal is cheering behind them because ‘finally we've all been waiting for this!’

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