#tommy x kat

[theoversky]

Give Minh Kwan her own MMPR team with all other rangers kids. JJ Oliver, we’re waiting for you.

[flower1622]

Dude why do you hate Kat so much

If it is about Kat from Power Rangers, well....

I think Kat hated Kim a little bit at the beginning. Rita only used her powers to make Kat obey her. But Kat acted by her own feelings too and she had an obsession with Kimberly and Tommy. I think Kat was a little jealous that Kimberly had a great life, great friends and an awesome boyfriend. I don't buy her sweet behaviour towards Kimberly after the spell was broken...she was a good actress when she was under the spell...and why did she only attack kim and not aisha when she was a cat? (There was a scene that Kat was a cat and Aisha was holding her and "the cat" bites Kim or something like that...)

If I'm not mistaken, Kat was also the reason Kim hit her head. After the spell was broken, Kat screamed Kimberly's name. Kim got distracted and fell.

But in the end she got everything Kim had...even her boyfriend. But Tommy was not 100% innocent either. He knew he had a girlfriend, but still...he was always with a girl who liked him and almost killed his girlfriend. You can't even tell me this is false because Kat liked Tommy since the beginning. She accepted to hang out with Kim because Tommy would go too. I think every girlfriend would feel a little insecure seeing her boyfriend with another girl that liked him and clearly was jealous of the girlfriend and tried to kill her many times. The biggest proof I have is the photo scene that Kat tears apart a photo of Tommy and Kimberly together that she stole from Kim's backpack if I'm not wrong...Rita didn't ask her to do this part, only to get Kim's power coin. Tommy was the only one who was 100% under Rita's control. Kat was only 50% under Rita's control...and the one to break from it by herself.

I think other things about her, but I won't extend them because they would just be my point of view. If you like her, I respect you. Even though I like Kimberly more, sometimes she is kinda boring to me too...so, I respect if you like the character or her relationship with Tommy.

If it's about Katherine from Vampire Diaries....

I only can say EVERYTHING! She is so toxic that I can't even understand why people like her so much.

I hope that I helped to answer your question! 😊

[sunshine-on-marz]

Idea from: @kit-is-a-weeb

Christmas Decor and Holiday Love

Tommy x Reader

You giggled as you walked into the living room with bags hanging off every inch of your arms and a box as big as you balanced on top of them. Tommy looked at you bewildered. “What the fuckkkkk?” “I got stuff” you where grinning ear to ear and Tommy got up to grab the box from you. “I see that” he put down the box and leaned over to kiss your cheek. “What ya got lovely?” You smiled and opened one of the bags to reveal Christmas ornaments. “Christmas!!” You where to excited to form a full sentence and Tommy carefully took the bags off of your arms, that’s when he noticed that the box was a Christmas tree. He smiled and ruffled your hair.

—

Tommy set up the tree as you spread out a grow blanket , open the ornaments, and put the decor on the mantle. After the tree was set up the two of you started hanging the ornaments. He put his arms around your waste and swayed you gently while you hung some ornaments on the tree branches. He placed quick kisses on your cheek. “T-Tom! That tickles!” “Shush Shh Shh kiss attack” you nudged his head away and the both of you laughed a bit. After you both set up the tree he pulled you into a deep kiss and pulled back to stare into your eyes. “I love you so much, I’m so glad you’re mine for the holidays” “I’m yours everyday” “I know love, I’m yours too” He kisses your forehead and drags you to the couch to cuddle.

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THIS WAS SO FUN

I tried to write it fast so sorry if it’s crap but I think it turned out pretty cute!

[pascalsbby]

Just read something that felt like a rewrite of The Devil & His Brother (which yeah because I’m following canon in a lot of ways), but even the shooting/dialogue and religious references/internal thoughts of character were eerily similar.

I am concerned lolol.

If it wasn’t intentional I wanna be their bff though, cause we think so much alike :’)

That being said, working on Part 2 of TDAHB right now besties 🤍 + a little flirty dilf of the neighborhood! single dad! joel in the works.

[augment-techs]

Lyrics and fic summary;

Don't you dare

Say it was all a waste

'Cause we would never be

The way we are today

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Tommy and Kat

Title: Of Insects and Angels Rating: M Warnings: Graphic Violence, Implied Sexual Assault, Consenting Underage (they're sixteen with each other, but still). Relationships: Tommy Oliver/Katherine Hillard; past Jason Scott/Trini; future Trini/Zack Taylor/Violet Arias; Jason Scott/Kimberly Hart/Farkas Bulkmeier; Matt Cook/Eugene Skullovitch/Billy Cranston. Characters: OG 5 Rangers; Tommy Oliver; Kat Hillard; Bulk & Skull; Matt Cook; Rita Repulsa; Dulcea; Violet Arias; Ninjor. Additional Tags: Green With Evil - Alternate Universe; A Ranger Catastrophe - Alternate Universe; Yank the Dog's Chain; Tommy Oliver Needs a Hug; Kat Hillard Needs a Hug; Animal Transformation; Food As a Metaphor for Love; Drug Use; Polyamory; Dry Humping; Sexual Inexperience; Finster Being a Disgusting Little Psychopath; Dehumanization; Angst; Rescue. Summary: "I'll decide when it's time. Not you." Suppose, just suppose, that Kat ended up in Angel Grove at the same time as Tommy and Rita could not possibly be expected to resist the idea of having two Rangers in her pocket. Except she only had one Coin, right? Right. But it's not as if the Great Power on Phaedos was a huge secret. Rita is not exactly known for being level headed and considerate towards her minions--especially not ones just recently brought to her attention as being VERY Grid compatible. This is a problem, because nobody even knows who Kat is--outside of Violet Arias from her computer science classes--or whether or not Tommy is actually a good guy for more than five minutes in little bursts--though Bulk and Skull have their suspicions, given that you have to be able to read people growing up with their shitty backgrounds. But the Grid provides. Omnipresent, multipurposed, as ethical as is possible; it will not let good go to waste in the service of evil. Tommy and Kat will make it out alive, but whether or not they return back to themselves damaged all depends on how much their true selves can shine through the blight of corruption from their so-called mistress.

[auroralwriting]

just like me ౨ৎ

ellie williams x fem!reader

synopsis: after you get bit, you knew you’d be alright. ellie, though, had no clue. after all, no one but tommy and maria knew..

the pain you felt was immense. even though you couldn’t get infected, that shit still hurt. the feeling of rotting teeth, half fanged and sharp, dig into your hip hurt like all hell. those damn clickers sure did have a nasty bite.

you tried your best to hold back a yell, truly, you didn’t want that attention on you. but you just couldn’t help it.

footsteps rushed upstairs, gunfire right next to your ear as the clicker on you fell limp to the floor.

“holy shit,” ellie commented, seeing the blood on your hip. “holy shit!”

the calmness on your face made her panic. why the fuck weren’t you freaking out? you were surely going to die!

“ellie, don’t freak out,” you say slowly. she walked up to you and pulled your pants’ waistline down to see the nasty bite.

“don’t freak out?!” she yells, “you just got fucking bit!”

“i’m okay, els,” you try to ease her.

she looks at you confused, but with tears in her eyes. “how the hell are you okay?!”

you take a deep breath, “i’m immune. this’ll be my second bite.”

“y-you- your, what?” ellie stands up, her face filled with too many emotions to name. “immune?”

“i can’t infect you, or hurt you,” you slowly explain. “all that’ll do is scar. i’m gonna be okay.”

ellie now grabs your face, your cheeks slightly smushed in her hands. “are you fucking joking?”

“no,” you reply, face still mashed.

“you’re immune. holy shit, you’re immune!” she looks happy, the realization setting in. “why the fuck didn’t you tell me?” she asks, a slight bit of anger taking over. “i’m your best friend and you didn’t tell me?”

you sigh, taking her hands into your own and letting them fall to your sides. “tommy found me when i was seven. i was a little thing with an old bite on the back of my neck. he instantly knew i was immune, but not safe. he knew people would want me. but i was just a kid, you know?” you explain. “so, he took me in. told me not to tell a soul. you’re the third person to know besides maria.”

“i guess i can’t blame you,” ellie sighed. “joel told me the same thing.”

“us and our father figures, hu-wait, what?” you joke fell flat as you heard her words in your mind. “ellie, what are you saying?”

ellie smiled a bit, laughing. “those fuckers have been putting us together for patrol knowing we’d be alright!” she cried out in laughter.

“are you-”

“yeah.”

woah. you were both immune. you and your best friend. “ellie, holy shit!” you started to laugh with her.

“fuck, you had me so worried,” she sighed after a while of laughing, pulling your forehead against her own.

“i was worried you were gonna fucking shoot me,” you laughed softly.

ellie pulled back, eyes staring into your own. “i’d never do anything bad to you.” she replied, but this felt a lot different from the tone she usually takes with you.

actually, you’d seen her look like this at kat way back when she got that tattoo.

“ellie..” you say softly, eyes flickering to her lips.

“i’m so glad you’re okay,” she whispered, lips hovering just over your own. you could feel them ever so softly.

slowly, you pressed your lips together. it felt magical. you didn’t even know you were waiting for this moment until it happened. maybe ellie felt the same.

after pulling away, ellie cleared her throat. “uh, well,”

you looked outside “should be getting back, yeah?” ellie nodded, only one hand leaving yours. the other still was firmly holding yours.

“what a damn story this would be if we could tell it,” ellie chuckled.

“damn right.”

[elkian]

I've seen a lot of takes about the Hbomb video - here's a link; he's also done some similar works criticizing Allen Wakefield (accidentally instigated the prime anti-vax movement while trying to scam people) and Tommy Tallerico (similar vein to The Video, of plagiarism/credit theft).

I've also enjoyed some of his teardown videos, but my real favorites are his Why FNV Is Genius (and Here's Why) and Pathologic Is Genius (And Here's Why), which lead me to buying and playing (some of) Pathologic 2.

One thing worthy of note is that he specifically requests that nobody start a witch hunt over the subjects of his videos. He is an opinionated person and his righteous indignation is very entertaining, but I've never seen him seriously suggest people harass any real human beings. Suggestions to do so after watching the video have been made by the viewers and are explicitly condemned by Hbomb himself in the video. Just saying.

But more to the point is how he ends the video: he decides to cap it off with a reel of suggested viewing for people who create the kinds of things Somerton allegedly made himself, focusing on queer creators.

Here's the playlist linked in the video description:

I don't doubt other people have shared this already, but it hasn't crossed my dash, so I thought I'd give it a mention. It's a really nice way to end a video that, while focusing on informing the viewers and warning people of potential scammers essentially, does have a negative tone at times because he is, well, tearing into someone's monumental career of plagiarism.

The playlist links to videos by Alexander Avila (who was himself plagiarized by Somerton), Matt Baume, Lady Emily, verilybitchie, RickiHirsh, Shanspeare, Khadija Mbowe, hazel, Herby Revolus, Maggie Mae Fish, Kaz Rowe, Kat Blaque, Lily Alexandre, max teeth, drapetomania, Kameno -o, Lola Sebastian, Princess Weekers, CJ The X, Jennie Geist, Mia Mulder, Nick DiRamio, Sarah Z, Rowan Ellis, and finally Maven of the Eventide.

(I have chosen to spare my wrists and sanity by not hyperlinking those names because the playlist is literally right there.)

Fun facts: this list, which apparently also has nonbinary and trans artists on it, contains 0 names I am already familiar with. I don't spend a lot of time on Youtube outside of very specific needs, but this still makes for a good opportunity for me to familiarize myself with work from others in the community.

Anyways, I just think that's an extremely cool way to end a four-hour-video that, while extremely entertaining, is a bit of a down to watch and realize how easily extremely unmotivated people are stealing others' work and making bank off of it. That's all I had to say, goodnight.

[call-sign-shark]

Heaven in Your Eyes || Arthur Shelby x Reader!OC

Summary:  Six months after being released from prison and cleared of murder charges, you and Arthur are finally getting married. All you have to do now is hope for the wedding day to be spared from some Shelby chaos. Featuring John Shelby x Reader.

Words: 6k

TW:  tooth-rotting fluff, light angst, allusions to smut, one ruined wedding cake, Tommy not being a dick for once, otherwise it's a well-deserved soft chapter to start this new act. Let's not break your heart too soon.

Notes:

✞ This chapter is the beginning of Act II of Heaven in Your Eyes. The timeline is S4.

✞ Heaven is OP's original character but written with the use of « you » (Moodboard here).

PREVIOUS || Masterlist || NEXT PART

The beating in your heart was so erratic, so fierce, that its constant drumming echoed in your skull and ears as painfully as if someone was smashing your brain with a hammer. You clenched your jaws at the painful bite of the rope the police officer behind you had placed around your neck. The way the noose compressed your windpipe, already giving you a foretaste of what was awaiting you, made the act of breathing laborious. Sucking on a sharp breath, your throat whistled like a dying bird. Down below I go, you thought while nervously playing with the wedding ring Arthur gifted you weeks ago. He had barely made his proposal when policemen snatched you from him and threw you both in jail. With your back straight and your crystal eyes glaring at the officers who were present in this slaughter room, you managed to keep your dignity. They might hang you, but they would not see you cry. In fact, if you went down they would have to watch you, so that your piercing irises would haunt them until, one day, Death would come for them too.

I love you Arthur. 

I love you Dad and Mom.

I love you little sister.

I’m so sorry I’ve failed you.

Could you ever forgive me?

Your teeth dug into the flesh of your inner cheek as seconds flew, each bringing you closer to your inevitable end. 

“WAIT!!! PLEASE WAIT! ” 

A far cry in the distance. Were you dreaming? Or were demons already afraid of you down in Hell?

Officer Kat Wilson’s heart missed a beat when the familiar voice boomed in the warehouse, as loud as a foghorn. The blonde policewoman turned around, eyes filled with hope as she saw the silhouette of Sergeant Moss bathed in the blinding outside light that had rushed into the place when he had opened the warehouse’s heavy doors, “Do not kill her! We’ve just received a new order from the Crown: Heaven Lavey and Polly Gray are proven innocent of the crimes they had been accused of.”  He said, forehead glistening with sweat. He had probably run as fast as possible to deliver the news quickly. Kat Wilson felt all of her muscles relax at such an unhoped-for plot twist.

“Take the noose off her neck now.” She ordered, trying his best to sound strict despite Moss standing right here,  running out of breath.

Innocent? Take the noose? Sentences were melting in an intelligible treacle because of the emotional roller coaster you were undergoing, hence you only caught a few words. When your mind finally made sense of what was happening, a long sigh came out of your quivering lips. Then, the policeman behind you set your throat free. You blinked several times and looked at Officer Wilson, who replied to your confused gaze with a faint, supportive smile illuminating her usually oh-so-severe traits. Then, she proceeded to free you from the handcuffs that were sinking into the frail flesh of your wrists. As she did, Kat brought her lips near your ear and whispered so only you could hear, “Arthur’s safe. The warrant includes the Shelby family too. I’m sorry for the mess, doll. ” 

You swallowed the lump in your throat and glanced at the woman, trying not to let too many emotions show. Not that you wanted to play the tough girl, but you were so overwhelmed by your feelings that you were not even able to let out anything except confusion. It was all… Too much. “You knew they were going to release us.” You stated with a quiet but still slightly shaky voice as the revelation struck you. 

“Let’s say I hoped they’d interrupt your death sentence in time.” Her soft yet hoarse voice replied, highlighted with a cunning little something.

Kat Wilson gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze before leading you outside the sinister warehouse, unwilling to provide you with further details. And somehow, you did not bother to ask. The only thing you wished for was to run away from this killing floor. Thus you walked bare feet on the gravel ground, the peaky sensation of the tiny stones against your flesh keeping you grounded to reality, andyou stopped in the middle of the yard. There, you threw your head back and closed your eyes,  relishing the soft caress of the wind on your face.  You breathed a sigh of relief, for the clouds above you had shifted from the sun, whose rays were warming up your frozen skin. 

You were alive. 

“Heaven!” A woman voice called you.

You reopened your eyes and looked around you, “Oh my God, Polly!” You suddenly exclaimed when you recognized her. Seeing Aunt Polly running to you and almost tackling you in a desperate hug was all it took for your emotions to finally flood you. Tears dawned at the corner of your eyes as you pulled her into a deeper embrace. Polly sobbed in your arms, her body quivering because of her cries.

“I saw them Heaven! I saw the spirits. Oh bloody hell, the spirits…” 

“I know Pol,” You tried to comfort her the best you could, your grip tightening around the poor woman in the hope of helping her calm her panic attack. Still, you knew she was shaken to the core by her freshly canceled rendezvous with Mr. Death, “Everything’s fine,” You whispered, and let one of your hands lose itself in her short dark hair, “I hear them too.” You admitted. Polly gradually grew quieter in your arms, running out of tears. Nevertheless, you did not let her go. What you did, though, was to silently thank the policewoman with your gaze, your irises sparkling with genuine gratitude. No matter her role in all this mess, you knew Kat Wilson contributed to setting you free. 

You were alive.

Alive, for sure, and indescribably furious. 

1925 - Six Months Later 

You had been absentmindedly looking at your reflection in the mirror for long minutes when someone knocked at the door and snatched you from your contemplative state. A growl escaped from your lips for you had let everyone know you did not want to be bothered— truth be told, you needed a bit of time alone with you to soothe your anxiety. However, the uninvited guest came in before you allowed him to do so.

“True gentlemen wait to be invited before entering a room, you know? Especially when a lady is in it. ” You said with a faint smirk on your plump and glossy lips as you recognized the guest by the sole fragrances of his cologne. 

“A part of me hoped to see you undressed, that’s why I didn’t, little Angel.” The masculine voice answered, its tone filled with tease. You snorted at such a stupid answer, kinda expecting it, and rolled your eyes in amusement.

“Idiot.” You simply retorted, glancing at him through the mirror you were still facing.

“Idiot? That’s it? I’m used to better roast from ya, eh!” John exclaimed, surprised by your lack of wit. He wanted to tease you again you but your sudden silence kept him from doing so. Something was off. Worried, the young Shelby brother frowned a little bit and walked to you, not minding your desire of being alone. You jumped slightly at the sensation of his two large and warm hands squeezing your upper arms, “Oi, Angel.” He gently called, the tenderness in his voice wrapping you in a comforting haze, “Tell me what’s wrong please…” 

For sure John Shelby had a soft spot for you since the day Arthur introduced you to the family. No one had ever doubted it. Without the slightest explanation nor apparent reasons, you both immediately grew fond of each other from the moment your eyes met. In truth, your relationship with the Shelby family had been quite tricky for months following the first meeting. Most of them didn’t want you to be a part of the clan, partly due to the witch rumors around you and Arthur’s obsessive love. It was only now, a solid year and one murder later, that everything had started to flow more smoothly with them. Even Esme, who had been terrified of you and would usually avoid you at all costs, had learned to live with your presence in the family. According to Polly, you had deserved your place among them more than any other women the boys brought home. The only threat to this harmony had been and still was Thomas Shelby himself. The mutual resentment you shared for each other was rooted in deep and far too complicated reasons, the most recent one was him selling you to the police for murder charges. However, you came to terms with the idea of maintaining a mutual hatred as long as he did not step between Arthur and you ever again. 

So, apart from Tommy and Esme, you were now getting along with everyone. But with John… With John, it was unlike anything you had ever experienced, apart from Arthur. Whenever your man wasn’t there, John would do everything that was in his power to keep you company and bring a smile to your face. Not only he loved to visit you and spent his free time with you, but he truly cared for your well-being. Sometimes he would make a surprise visit to your house. In fact, he would stand there on your porch with the most adorable smile you had ever seen etched on his lips, a basket filled with food in one hand and a bottle of red wine in the other. When Arthur and you decided to leave Birmingham, your heart ached at the thought of moving away from John. Following your departure, rumors said John’s eternal smile had not be seen for weeks. However, once you had well adjusted to your new routine, even distance could not shake your unique bond: John never ceased to visit you when he could.

“What’s the matter, little angel?” He inquired, genuinely concerned by your silence and the melancholic gleam in your aquamarine eyes. 

“I’m scared John. I’m fucking scared.” You finally admitted, closing your eyelids a few seconds to take a slow inhale. The weight in your chest had vanished from the moment words left your mouth.  At such a surprising answer, the young gangster’s grip tightened on your arms and he gently forced you to turn around to face him. Still, you avoided his gaze, fearing judgment. 

“It’s your wedding day, Heaven. What are you scared of?” He carefully asked, taking care not to make you think he was mocking or judging you.

“I’m scared because now I’ve got something to lose,” You fell silent for a tiny while, fighting again the desire to remain silent, but you knew you could open up to him, “I have a magnificent house in the forest cradled by the sweet chant of a peaceful stream. I have the loveliest man I could have dreamt of by my side, who loves me to the moon and back. God, I even got a dog!” Another brief pause you took to avoid crying, “And one day there will be one or two kids…” John listened to you carefully, still wondering what the problem was, “If I'm being honest, I’ve never thought I would be allowed to be this happy. At one point in my life, I got used to the idea of dying alone,  hunted down by bad memories, and drown by guilt. But, look at me now. Look how far I’ve come… That’s why I’m scared of losing it all. Fuck, John — I’ll die without him.” 

To your greatest surprise, the young gangster replied to your lament with soft chuckles, “Heaven. I don’t know what it is between Arthur and you, but I’ve never seen a love fiercer than the one you share. Bloody Hell, you’re so addicted to each other it’s even a bit scary sometimes, not gonna lie eh,” His fingers trapped your chin in one soft movement and, with indescribable tenderness, he raised your head so that he could observe each trait of your angelic face, “Having something to lose makes you cherish what you have even more. Plus it doesn’t mean you’re gonna lose it. “ The corner of his charming lips curled in a sweet smile, “Moreover, there’s more chance for Tommy to like you than for Arthur to leave your side. He’s not gonna let you go… To my greatest sadness.” John winked at you and, despite everything, his last flirty comment managed to make you laugh.  Sometimes, you didn’t know how he always succeeded in cheering you up but still he did, “Listen, I knew you’d be a bit nervous for your wedding day, so I got you a little surprise.” 

“A surprise?” You asked, curious, wiping away the tiny tears that had formed in the corner of your eyes while being careful not to ruin the stunning siren-eyes makeup Ada did. It would be a shame to have more mascara on your cheek than on your eyelashes the day of your wedding. John walked to the door and put his large hand on the knob, looking at you to maintain a small suspense “I know he’s not supposed to see you before the ceremony but he would not stop crying without you so…” He was about to open the door when he stopped mid-action, “Oh and I’m not talking about Arthur by the way. Even though I’m pretty sure he’s also doing that.” 

“Fuck off, John boy.” You poked your tongue out, feeling cheerful and far less anxious thanks to him. He grinned in reply and finally opened the door.

“Oh! This is... So cuuuuute!” You almost squealed, for you were welcomed by the sight of Kaiser, the huge Cane Corso Arthur’s had brought home one night, sitting in front of the door with his mouth open in a big smile and with his drooling tongue hanging, “Come here big boy!” You called him, kneeling on the floor without minding your wedding dress now that your fur baby was here. Kaiser did not need to be asked twice: he walked to you and put his huge head between your frail hands to get his scratches, looking at you with so much love in his hazel eyes you could not resist smooching his wet snout “I can’t believe you’ve put a bow tie to my dog!” You laughed, “Look at this distinguished gentleman... He’s gonna steal all the women!”  The massive beast barked loudly as to agree with you. You delicately wrapped your arms around his muscular frame to hug him, the sensation of his fur against your face erasing the last bits of anxiety left in you “Oh you’re the most handsome man of the whole family, baby Kaiser... Yes, you are. ”

His tail wagged. Of course, he was!

“Couldn’t participate in the wedding if he wasn’t all fancy, eh. I've also put a fake mustache on his snout but he ate it so I gave up on the idea,” He shrugged, “I thought it would make you laugh and help you relax.” 

“Thank you, John! Thank you so much, you’re lovely I swear.” You said, looking at him with your gaze filled with genuine affection all the while cuddling with Kaiser, who seemed to be in paradise judging by his blissfully happy face. 

“So — are you ready?” John finally asked.

“Yes, I am.” You replied, then stood up and took a quick look at your reflection in the mirror to fix your long white mane, which had been styled in wavy and adorned with a few diamonds from there and then, giving your hair an otherworldly shine. As you focused on your hairstyle, John rearranged your dress. At one point, he stopped what he was doing to look at you with a dreamy expression. 

“You’re stunning, little angel. Fuckin’ bewitching.” He whispered before shaking his head, “Let’s find your man now, eh. Alright?” You nodded, the butterflies in your stomach flying at the sole mention of Arthur.

“I’m ready but before we go can I ask you a favor, John?”

“Anything.” 

“You know, I’d have loved my family to be here. Mom would have been prolly crying during the whole wedding in Dad’s arms while my little sister would have thrown white petals at everyone’s face for fun…” You let out a charming but oh-so-sad chuckle “But no matter how fiercely I’ve prayed for it I know they won’t be there. So I’ve got two choices left: either I walk alone to my husband or I ask someone to accompany me.” You had barely finished your sentence when the celeste blue of your eyes dived into the sky blue of his, “I’d like you to escort me down the aisle, John.”

He remained silent, stricken by surprise at such a touching demand.  He had not been expecting it. Words were at loss, however, they were not necessary for you to understand his answer:  as the sun rays crossed through the windows and enlightened John’s face, you could see the precious shine of one sole crystal tear running down his cheek.

The powerful sound of the organ resonated in the whole church, the vibrations of its melody resounding in Arthur’s chest and making him tremble from within. He was standing in front of the altar with his manly hands interlocked in front of him. For the occasion, he had bought the most elegant and expensive tailored three-piece suit he had ever owned: he was dressed in all black, except for the white shirt he was wearing under. Moreover, Tommy had put some traditional white flowers in the pocket of his vest, while Polly had slipped an emerald pillar pendant around his neck and hid it under his shirt before he entered the church— a marriage blessing, from what he had understood from Polly’s emotional speech. The woman was so proud of her older nephew she could not help but already weep with joy. Arthur nervously glanced at his brother who was standing by his side, slightly in front of him at his best man’s place.  Then, his steel-blue eyes shifted from Tommy and searched for his Aunt, who sat a bit further in the audience beside Ada and Finn. To be honest, Arthur’s anxiety kicked in. The more the second passed, the more the unpleasant impression his heart was about to burst from his chest was overwhelming. Nervously spinning one of his silver rings, he tried to control his nerves the best he could but it was harder than he thought: a part of him, admittedly irrational, was terrified by the possibility of you not showing up.

What if you’ve changed your mind? What if you’ve come to the conclusion you did not want him? What if your wedding did not work out, just like his first one? Maybe the problem hadn’t been Linda but him? 

As was always the case when he was panicking, his self-whipping thoughts banged together in his skull like a hive of furious buzzing hornets. Nevertheless, Arthur knew, deep down, that you were soul mates and that there was no actual reason for you to flee. What really helped him to calm down though was taking a deep inhale and focusing on the hundred of candles’ flames that were illuminating the room with tiny dancing flames. A comforting wave of warmth almost immediately wrapped his heart as he did, for this church was the place in which you met for the very first time. He still clearly remembers the fire that had lit in his dying soul at the way your fingers grazed him when you had cleaned the blood off his face with a torn piece of your own dress. Not only had you purified his soiled skin, but then you had allowed him to put his head on your thighs and proceeded to pet his hair all the while lulling his demons to sleep with that enchanting voice of yours. From that night, Arthur made a promise to Almighty God, who had been kind enough to answer his prayers and sent him his most precious Angel. And that promise was that he would marry you in this same place to show God how well he would treat you and how happy you would be with him.

The organ roared louder in the church all of a sudden, causing him to refocus.

 You were coming.

The gangster straightened his back, quickly slicked his hair back one last time to look perfect for you, and then stared at the church’s heavy wooden doors with both anxiety and anticipation in his eyes. His blood boiled with impatience, for you had been separated for too long because of the traditional “don’t see the bride before the ceremony” the Shelby women — and John — had insisted to establish. That being said, it had been torture for Arthur, who was aching so much from your absence that he felt almost as bad as when he went through rehab. Hands shaking, cold sweat running down his back, breath hitching, Arthur could definitely not live without you by his side. — you were the most exquisite drug ever created, against which even opium could not even compete. 

The doors opened and panic rushed even more brutally into his being. At first, he thought he was about to die from a heart attack, but then, all these negative feelings vanished in dust when his piercing blue irises met your tantalizing silhouette. When you erupted from the almost supernatural light that was surrounding you, Arthur widened his eyes and stopped breathing. Here you were, your seductive body adorned with a graceful Greek goddess-inspired dress whose cut let the pale flesh of your back for the world to see while also forming a graceful and long wedding cape that was cascading down your shoulders. The whiteness of your outfit, equaling the wonderful snow-like color of your hair, was enhanced with gold jewels: armbands and a choker. One look at you was all it took for Arthur to feel the stinging of uncontrollable tears dawning in his eyes, for a tsunami of emotions had crashed in his soul at such a holy sight. As you walked to the altar at John’s arm, the wind blew in the church and made your cape dance behind you. For a few seconds, Arthur was convinced he saw wings in your back. Mighty feathery wings. 

Divine. It was the only word that came into his mind when he watched you breaking the distance between you. And the more you approached, the more he was stunned by your ethereal beauty. So stunned he had to keep himself from falling on his knees at your feet, deeming himself unworthy of standing in front of such a pure seraph. Even Tommy, whose resentment for you was a secret to none, found himself in awe at your pulchritude. He, along with the groom, had to blink several times to make sure they were not dreaming. 

Your glossy lips stretched in an enamored smile overflowing with emotions when you looked at your future husband: he was so charming in his suit that you fell in love with him for a second time. Your grip tightened around John’s arm for your heartbeat quickened until you finally rejoined Arthur. As soon as you reached him, the tall gangster took you by the hands — yours: small, delicate, and freezing. His: large, calloused, and burning. You dived into each other’s eyes, and the rest of the world disappeared. 

“You’re so handsome.”  You whispered, causing an adorable pink shade to blossom on your soon-to-be husband’s cheeks. 

“C-Come on. Did ye see yer own reflection? Ye took me fookin breath away, Angel.” His hoarse replied.

“Arthur, we’re in a church.” You discreetly snorted.

“Oh Fook. I mean shi— Whatever.” He slightly stuttered. At this moment, it did not matter that he was a grown man in his mid-thirties: he felt like a flustered teenager in front of his first crush all over again.  And to be true, so you were — to the point you both did not hear much of what the priest was saying, for you were far too hypnotized by each other’s presence as well as fighting hard against the urge of devouring each other’s lips. The only moment you both came back to your senses was when you had to pronounce your vows.

Then came the final moment.

Arthur Shelby, do you take Heaven Lavey to be your wife? Do you promise to be faithful to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and to honor her all the days of your life?

I do. He answered with haste. You trapped your lower lip between your teeth, gathering all your strength to hold your emotions, but the crystal tears in your aquamarine eyes betrayed you. 

Arthur Shelby, receive this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.

The caress of your fingers along with the cold sensation of the golden ring on his skin sent shivers down his spine.  Observing you as you sealed your love by slipping the ring around his finger,  Arthur’s smile grew a bit larger and made his teary eyes squint, digging adorable crowfeet at their corners.

You can kiss the bride.

The priest’s last words brought him back to life — that’s what he had been waiting for what seemed to be an eternity. Unable to wait any longer, the gangster brought one hand to your cheek and broke the excruciating distance between your lips until they crashed together under a thunder of applause. The feathery caress of his moustache on your skin mixed with the sensation of his eager mouth warmed you all over. Arthur deepened the kiss by parting his lips slightly so that his tongue could find its way to yours and give it a gentle stroke. But while hungry, the press of his mouth remained chaste. Carried away by his softness, you felt your body flickering in his arms, as fragile as the church’s candle flames.

You were his, he told it to himself. And he was yours. All yours until death tears you apart.

No, fuck that Reaper cunt he thought, even Death would not keep him apart from you.

The hundreds of candles and lanterns that were scattered through all Arrow House’s garden enlightened the night with their warm hue. Shortly before the wedding, the Shelby family suggested hosting the party in Tommy’s Mansion rather than in your place for practical matters. By celebrating your marriage in Arrow House, all the family and, by extension, friends, could reunite together without having to drive for miles. Moreover, the mansion was far bigger than your and Arthur’s house, which made the place far more convenient for partying.  For the event, all of Arrow House and its gargantuan garden had been decorated with lights, candles of every kind, white drapes, and flower wreaths that gave the place a supernatural atmosphere. The cheerful cacophony of chatter and music hovered above the garden as the guests were indulging themselves with food, alcohol, and innocent fun. Even Officer Kat Wilson, who had been invited following her implication in your release from prison, spent the whole night partying with the Shelby family.  Surprisingly enough, no one dared to disrupt the celebration with illegal activities. Just a few bets here and there. The only incident to declare had been the moment when Arthur, faithful to himself, almost smashed someone’s head in the wedding cake —he got angry when one of the guests looked at your cleavage—.  However, if Arthur failed with ruining the cake it had not been Kaiser’s case, who ate half of it by himself. 

“Where are Arthur and Heaven? Can’t believe the bride and the groom had disappeared!” Polly asked Tommy and Ada, visibly unhappy. The latter was a bit tipsy judging by the red shade of her cheeks and the glass of champagne in her perfectly manicured hand.

“Last time I’ve seen them they were dancing with flower crowns on their heads,” She hiccoughed, “I nearly died from laughing. Arthur. With a flower crown. It was so sweet and ridiculous!”

“That ain’t fun, Ada. I really need to find those stupid lovebirds. I swear I’m going bonkers: first Arthur’s tantrum, then Kaiser ruining the wedding cake, and now the newlyweds are late for the picture!” She complained. Overall, it had been Aunt Polly who made sure everything ran smoothly, hence her discontentment.

Tommy rolled his eyes at his sister’s inebriation, then he squeezed her shoulder with his large hand, “I think your question will find its answer really soon, Pol.” He stated with his quiet and deep voice as his turquoise eyes caught sight of your silhouette walking toward them, holding Arthur by the hand. You were both exchanging glances and light enamored laughters.

As surprising as it sounded, Thomas Shelby and you had managed to put your mutual hatred aside for the sake of the wedding. Of course, you were carefully avoiding each other the best you could, but when you were together in inevitable family moments, your exchanges remained polite. 

Polly turned to you with her eyebrows furrowed and pressed her fists on her hips with an angry- mother expression when you and Arthur joined the small group.

“Ah! There you are! The photographer has been fuming for half an hour! Where have you been?” She scolded. 

“We really need a map. This place is a fookin’ maze eh. We got lost.” Arthur tried to justify himself, his fingers firmly intertwined with yours, “I mean I wanted to show her the mansion but hey, I quite forgot which way to go and —“

“Arthur?” Polly cut him.

“Eh?” 

“Your fly.”  She simply stated. Holding much power, those two tiny words made Arthur almost jump. He let go of your hand in one vivid movement.

“OH FOOKIN HELL!” His gravel voice exclaimed when he looked down at his trousers. He quickly zipped the fly up under Ada’s hysterical laugh and Tommy’s mocking smirk. Admittedly, you could not help but giggle too for his reaction had been quite priceless. Oh Arthur, you thought. The only one who was not laughing was Polly, who looked at him with such a desperate face that you were sure she was about to facepalm herself. Or slap his face, it depended on her mood.

“Men and their cock, I swear. Look at you, idiot,” She said affectionately, “Your hair is all messed up! You’re going to look awful in your wedding pic!” She growled, grabbing her oldest nephew to rearrange both his hair and his tie. 

“Don’t be mean Pol, he just needed to release the pressure.” You said, watching the scene with a faint smile on your juicy and glossy lips still swollen from Arthur’s lustful kisses, “The whole speech thing worried him.”   

“Mmmpff— true.” He grunted, embarrassed.  

“Yeah of course.” The beautiful Ada started before coming to you and smoothing the folds of your goddess dress with a teasing grin “What a long and difficult way to say you just wanted to give him a blowjob.” She teased.

“Piss off Ada.” You gently retorted, rolling your eyes in a fake outraged pout, “let’s take that picture before Polly strangle us all.”

“OI. Everyone fucking gather together for the picture! Bring the damn dog too!” Tommy yelled to the crowd, “John! Made them pose in front of the mansion!” Orders flew and Peaky Blinders were soon taking the crowd in charge to help the photographer take the most perfect picture he could take. When everyone was ready, he pushed the button of his camera and, in a blinding flash, captured the most beautiful moment of your whole life in a picture you would cherish like the apple of your eye.

“We… We really should … Like… At least try to get in bed.” You giggled, your cheeks still adorned with a pink blush. Admittedly, talking had become quite a challenge after the second bottle of wine.

“Not gonna lie, love, I can’t fookin’ get up for the life of me.” Arthur pulled you closer against his bare chest and slipped one hand into your messy long hair, not willing to move. The tenderness of his caresses made your whole body relax and you melted in the warmth of his freckled skin. To hell with the bed, you thought, the floor would do the trick. 

When the party had come to an end, Arthur had carried you bridal-style to one of the mansion’s magnificent bedrooms, despite being completely drunk. The whole walk had been tedious with poor Arthur staggering in the stairway, but you could not have cared less — you were as wasted as he was and could not walk anymore. Maybe the alcohol contest with Kat and Uncle Charlie had not been such a great idea after all… Once you reached the bedroom, Arthur and you collapsed on the large fur rug that was on the wooden floor and clumsily took off each other’s clothes between heated kisses and steamy moans. He had impatiently waited for the wedding night, calling you “Mrs. Shelby” and “me lovely wife” all the way. That being said, a few intoxicated chuckles had embellished the symphony of your love when alcohol made one of you missed the other’s lips. No one could tell how many hours went by nor how many times you made love — Not even you. You were only coming back to your senses now that you were both snuggling naked on the floor, your legs entangled and your mind still clouded with your latest orgasm.

“I don’t want this wonderful day to end,” Arthur said, his gruff voice finally breaking the comfortable and peaceful silence that had settled in the room. A slow and long exhale escaped from your nostrils at his words before you laid lazy kisses on his chest. Your lips, still hungry for him despite your drowsiness, trailed up until they reached the golden cross pendant he was always wearing. A shiver ran down his spine when you took it between your full lips and looked up to his eyes through your Bambi lashes, “Fook — you make me so… Happy.” 

“And I’ll do my best to keep you happy every day of your life.” You replied after a little while, setting the pendant free from your tantalizing mouth. “That was a pretty successful day.” 

“It was, eh.” Arthur softly smiled at your words, his piercing blue eyes enjoying your mesmerizing beauty and his long fingers gently massaging your scalp, “We got a letter and a bouquet from Mrs. Solomons, y’know. She wanted to come but her husband’s back was hurting too much. ” 

“Oh yes? Rosie is a sweetheart.”

“And her husband’s a cunt.” He growled, “Bloody bastard.”

“I know right? But she’s great. She’s been teaching me so many interesting things about feminism! Really made me want to attend her next meeting!” 

“Women… You’re all going to overpower us one day.” Arthur said, his voice tinted with amusement. His free hand quickly grabbed the bottle of whisky that was next to him and took a mouthful of alcohol.

“It would not be a bad thing,” You pressed a kiss against his chin and he hummed in response, delighted by the way you showered him with tenderness. Arthur would have been purring under your touch if he had been able to do so. It just felt good — so good the whole world could have gone down in flames he wouldn’t mind as long as you kept pampering him like you were doing. You made him feel loved. You made him feel at peace… And God knows how much he needed that. “Especially for Michael. Have you seen his girlfriend Nora? She looked exhausted.” 

“She just gave birth to her second child. Of course, she’s exhausted, love.” He said. His hand, which had been playing with your hair until then, slowly ran down your naked back.

“Hm.” That was all you replied, for you felt Michael’s girl was more than just physically exhausted. Something was definitely off in their relationship, but you did not want to mingle. “Their daughter is lovely, though.” 

“She is.”

Another silence fell in the bedroom, only embellished by the relaxing cracking of the woods burning in the hearth. Both of you had closed your eyes, slowly drifting away into Morpheus’ kingdom.

“Angel?” He called you with a sleepy voice.

“Yes, Arthur?” You answered, dozing off.

“ I’d love to have kids with ye, eh. Little white-haired and blue-eyed us running barefoot in the forest… Little embodiments of our love brightening our life.” His voice was merely a whisper now for he was slowly falling asleep, “I’ve always wanted to be a dad… but thought I was too messed up for that.”

“You aren’t.” You smiled and let your fingers lazily graze his skin, your nails crossing through his chest hairs and ending their race on his heart, right where his tattoo was “I want it too Arthur. I want it too.” 

Sleep made the last word of your sentence die on your lips. Now, the hullabaloo of the party was no more. All the remaining noises were the harmonious murmurs of your slow breathings and the lullaby sung by the fire, which had never been so comforting. 

✞ Any comment, review, reblog, or constructive criticism is welcome. Your reactions really motivate me and keep me alive, so please don't be shy. English is not my first language.

✞ Tag list: @adaydreamaway08 @theshelbyclan @jomarch-wannabe @esposadomd @zablife @woofgocows @anathemasworld @anastasia000 @kate654 @kxnnxy @babayaga67 @meowtastick @shelbyssins @sarai-ibn-la-ahad @bluevenus19 @raincoffeeandfandoms

✞ Nora Gray belongs to @amidst-wonderland || Rose Solomons belongs to @raincoffeeandfandoms || Kat Wilson belongs to my sweet partner @callme-fox

✞ Each chapter of this series can be read as stand-alone even though it's far more enjoyable if you have read at least the previous chapter.

[peakypolly]

Hey Kat! I hope your day’s gone well!

I know I said that I’d be sending in more requests in the future…I didn’t think it’d be like 3 days later haha. But I saw the prompt list that you linked and couldn’t help but find one on it. ☺️☺️

Could you write a Tommy x Reader with this prompt: “I would like my good morning kiss now.” ?

Thank you so much in advance if you choose to! 💕

Breakfast in Bed |Tommy Shelby X Reader

Request: @runnning-outof-time

Prompt from : @creativepromptsforwriting this list here

Summary:  You and Tommy spend the morning together, but you forget one very important thing.

Word Count: 392

Content Warning: Fluff, some implied smut towards the end but nothing direct!

A/N: Thank you to K for requesting❤️! I really loved this prompt but I thought it would be better as a short blurb so I apologize for the length, I hope it's okay! Waking up with Tommy would be such a dream!! This is how I would imagine it going, especially bc I am not! a morning person, and I have always imagined Tommy waking up hours before his S/O.

Tag List: @shelbydelrey Let me know if you want to be added to the list! xoxo.

The morning sun sent a golden hue through the open window, you groaned turning over on your side. Unaware of the time and too tired to care you closed your eyes once more hoping to fall back asleep. It was one of the only days you and your husband, Tommy had off of work. The children were at their aunt Ada’s house for the day, she knew how much you and Tommy needed a day to yourselves. You were grateful, days like this were few and far between. You felt Tommy’s arm snake around your waist as he pulled himself close to you.

“Morning Doll” he croaked- you could tell he had just awoken. His warmth emitting from his body soothed you, as the cold crisp air of the bedroom surrounded you. Sheltered by the air from the blanket you pulled over your face, snuggling into the pillow. 

“Morning Handsome” you mumbled, as he placed small kisses on your shoulder blade. 

“Today is going to be a great day, just you and me, this whole house all to ourselves- what do you think, hmm?” He asked, his voice mellifluous. 

“Too early” you yawned, stretching out your body, awakening your muscles. He removed his arms from you and placed his head back onto the mahogany headboard.

“Too early eh? It’s a quarter to ten doll” he laughed, as he lit his cigarette.

“Mhm- Tommy! No smoking in the bed!” You rolled over smelling the smoke and playfully smacked his arm. 

“I’ve got an oral fixation love, seems to me like you forgot” He smirked, glancing at you before taking another puff. You gave him a puzzled look before realizing what he meant, you gasping exageratingly, sending him a smile.

“I would like my good morning kiss now” He inched his face closer to yours, the rasp still present in his morning voice. You caressed his cheek, placing your lips upon his gently. 

“Thank you” He looked satisfied at your small display of affection. 

“You’re so spoiled” you laughed, pulling the sheets off of your body, sitting up and sliding into your slippers.

“Where are you running off too, dont want to kiss me any more?” He pouted dramatically before reaching out and pulling you back onto the bed. 

“Was going to make us some breakfast” You said, as he climbed on top of you.

“I think i’d prefer to have my breakfast in bed today” He smirked, pulling you in for another kiss.

[toomanytookas]

March Fic Madness: Reading List

Thanks again to @the-blind-assassin-12 for creating the March Fic Madness challenge!

I've already posted my stats for the challenge over on this post, but here's a list of what I read!

I find that, for me, lists without any description end up leading to decision paralysis/having to click a lot of links without knowing where you're going, so I've tried to provide a super brief summary of each fic as a taster (obvs more info is provided by the author on each fic’s actual page). If you're an author whose work is listed here and feel I've misrepresented your fic, let me know and I can change the little blurb, it's obviously not my intention to do your work dirty! <3

List is alpha sorted by character then by author.

Dieter

stay sexy and don’t get murdered - @chronically-ghosted- oneshot > Against the backdrop of a murder mystery, the reader and Dieter resolve some relational conflict and lean into their mutual feelings.

vamp!dieter drabble - chronically-ghosted - oneshot > Vampire!Dieter permits journalist!reader an interview. There’s a “Say it. Out loud.” moment.

the howler monkey - @covetyou - oneshot in series > Dieter struggles with some strong feelings and is comforted by his PA.

Laminated - @katareyoudrilling - oneshot > Dieter’s asking around the hotel for sex and his vasectomy seals the deal for the reader.

Go Play Your Video Games - @kedsandtubesocks - oneshot > Reader is a cozy video game streamer and Dieter, still a famous actor, is a fan.

One Day at a Time - @rebel-held - chaptered (ongoing) > Reader is a tutor for a young actor on the set of Dieter’s current flick.

The Kit Kat Trilogy - @schnarfer - series (complete) > Reader and Dieter hooked up 10 years ago and meet again at Christmastime.

Purple Haze - schnarfer - oneshot > 60s fashion photographer Dieter does a shoot with model!reader.

lost, found - @sp00kymulderr - oneshot > Reader comforts Dieter when he is (re)confronted with his family's homophobia.

dieter x poppy oneshot - @wildemaven - oneshot related to chaptered fic > Smutty lil’ footjob after a long day. Part of the Sweet Creature universe.

Ezra

A Girl Walks Into A Bookshop - @oonajaeadira - chaptered (complete) with an open followup series > Post Prospect. Ezra owns a bookshop and he and the reader fall in looooooooooove.

Frankie

frost on the windows, flowers in the bed - @5oh5- chaptered (ongoing) > Both reader and Frankie have travelled to Paris for a reset. They hook up at a bar on NYE.

in another life - chronically-ghosted - oneshot > Smutty, domestic slice of life oneshot.

All For You - @goodwithcheese - chaptered (complete) > Childhood friends reconnect at their 25 year high school reunion.

Hold Fast - @jeewrites - chaptered (ongoing) > Reader is a physician by day, powerlifter by night and meets Frankie through Pope’s gym.

Tommy’s Party - @luxurychristmaspudding - chaptered (complete) > Angsty (ANGSTY) roommates to lovers.

Lions Ain't the Kind - @qveerthe0ry - chaptered (ongoing) > Developing early relationship ft. subby!Frankie.

Dial Drunk - schnarfer - oneshot > Childhood friends who shared one intimate night reconnect and begin to dream of a better life together.

Jack

Cognitive Dissonance & Decoherence - @prolix-yuy - chaptered (complete) > WestWorld injected with a sentient host Jack.

losin' you - wildemaven - oneshot > The beginnings of reconciliation between exes at a rodeo.

Javi P.

Paranoid Heart - goodwithcheese - chaptered (complete) > Two souls who are a bit too worldly wise for Laredo meet through their parents and fall for one another. [Still working my way through this one!]

Seen - katareyoudrilling - oneshot > Older reader refuses to take Javi’s flirty attitude at face value, but finds the man behind the bravado appealing.

Go Your Own Way - schnarfer - oneshot > The development and decline of a complicated romance with young fuckboy Javi.

Joel

No outbreak/fully alternate universe AUs

Maintenance Request - @burntheedges - chaptered (ongoing) > Lit prof reader and [official title redacted] Joel meet as he works on facilities maintenance and landscaping around campus Helen - @kiwisbell - chaptered (ongoing) > John Wick AU but where the wife character lives and angst about revelations of the past ensues. nervous joel oneshot - wildemaven - oneshot > Joel is feeling anxious about satisfying the reader during their first time together.

Jackson AUs

Seams - @fuckyeahdindjarin - chaptered with additional series oneshots (ongoing) > Seamstress reader meets Joel when he needs help with his pants and the flirty beginnings of a relationship bloom. baby, i'm yours - @joelsgreys - oneshot > Joel has insecurities about being good enough for the reader. You Brought Me Poison Flowers - @ohforficsake - chaptered (ongoing) > OC Lennie runs the Jackson apothecary. we've got one thing in common, it's this tongue of mine - @youcancallmeelle - series (two parts, of which this is one) > A fun clandestine relationship.

Post-Outbreak AU

safe and sound - @janaispunk - chaptered (ongoing) > Joel & Ellie crash land at the reader’s home post Joel getting stabbed.

Lucien

this high of you & me - kedsandtubesocks - oneshot > Dealer!Lucien shotgunning with reader.

Hungry Eyes - @missredherring - oneshot > Ex!Lucien observes the changes in reader's confidence at a party where she’s with her new beau.

Marcus P.

Only for you - burntheedges - oneshot > Established early relationship. Reader has a variety of piercings that Marcus finds exciting.

All About the Bass - katareyoudrilling - oneshot > Musicians!reader and Marcus meet at community orchestra rehearsals.

Headshots - @secretelephanttattoo - series (complete) > Photographer!reader is hired to take headshots for the FBI and meets Marcus. Series covers their relationship over several years.

Wash Day - secretelephanttattoo - oneshot > Established early relationship. Marcus washes the reader's hair.

Third Time’s the Charm - the-blind-assassin-12 - series (complete) > Marcus and reader navigating their early relationship while he travels for work and settles into life in DC.

Shane & Tim

bloody kisses by @perotovar - chaptered (ongoing) > Shane’s gay awakening is full of angst and a bit of getting into trouble. He gets help (and eventually help? 👀) from one Det. Tim Rockford.

[thewidowsghost]

Two Becomes Three - Pt. 1 (Dina Woodward x Ellie Williams x Reader)

Masterlist

Anonymous asked:

Hi, Kat! How are you? I was wondering if you'd write a Dina x Ellie x R from The Last of Us, where R and Dina are dating first, and they fall in love with Ellie too?

Here we go!

Ellie wakes up with a knock on the door.

“Oh, shit,” Ellie mutters, swinging her legs out of the bed and stumbling over to the door. “Fuck.” She opens the door. “Hey.”

“Mornin’” (Y/n) smiles warmly at the young woman, their friend Jesse standing over by the gate to the door.

“Sorry,” Ellie says apologetically. “I totally overslept. Just give me a minute, and I’ll get dressed.”

“Heard you had quite a night after I left,” (Y/n) teases, leaning against the doorframe.

“I . . . she kissed me. It was just Dina being Dina. She didn’t mean anything by it,” Ellie looks wide-eyed at her friend.

“I was talking about your fight with Seth. Wait . . . you kissed Dina?” (Y/n) knew about the kiss already, of course. She lets the silence hang in the air before she smiles slightly. “I’m messin’ with you, hun. I know. Get dressed.”

“You’re the worst,” Ellie tries to sound angry, but a smile crosses her face.

Ellie closes the door to her little house, trying to stop the furious flush that had crept onto her face.

“Get your stuff together, we’re already late!” (Y/n) calls through the closed door.

“Hey, is Joel up?” Ellie asks (Y/n) through the door.

“We got reports of infected out north. Maria sent him and Tommy out early to scout.

“That sucks,” Ellie replies, grabbing her boots by the door.

“Yep. Can’t imagine they got much sleep. Definitely not as much as you,” (Y/n) teases.

“Shut up. I was just about to get up,” Ellie grumbles.

“Mm-hmm,” (Y/n) replies.

“I was,” Ellie opens the door of her house.

“Got everything?” (Y/n) asks.

“Yes,” Ellie replies. “Hey,” she rests a hand on (Y/n)’s arm, and she meets Ellie’s gaze. “We’re okay, right?”

“Mh-mmm,” (Y/n) smiles at the young woman.

“I didn’t want you to think –” Ellie can’t keep her flush down and (Y/n) can notice it – though she is unsure whether Ellie is just cold, due to the snow falling around them, or embarrassed.

“Ellie,” (Y/n) stops, turning and gently lifting Ellie’s chin, to keep her looking into her eyes. “We’re good. Promise.”

“Okay,” Ellie whispers, gazing into (Y/n)’s (E/c) eyes. (Y/n) gazes right back, studying the splash of freckles across her nose, and her beautiful forest green eyes.

. . .

“When you go out,” Maria tells Jesse, “I want you to trade off with Tommy and Joel. Those boys have been up for far too long.”

“Where do I meet them?”

“If you go up to the northwest Lookout, they’re scheduled to arrive later today. Watch yourself. I mean, there’s too many sightings of infected recently.

“Of course, I was gonna check out the creek trails. I’ll need someone else to cover it,” Jesse glances back at (Y/n) and Ellie walking together behind them.

“Ellie . . . you know the creek trails?”

“Not really,” Ellie replies.

“Dina and (Y/n) have done it a bunch. I’ll have the three of them take it.”

“That solves that,” Maria says.

. . .

“Yo, Dina, assignments!” Jesse calls over the fence to the woman having a snowball fight with some kids.

“Just gimme a minute!” Dina replies, rolling her eyes playfully at Jesse.

“Will you get your girlfriend to the stables, please?” Jesse asks Ellie.

“She . . . Oh my god,” Ellie grumbles. “Hey, Dina! Can I talk to you?”

“Hey, guys?” Dina calls to the kids. “I’m tapping out!”

“Come on! For how long?”

Dina gets to her feet, walking over to Ellie and (Y/n) – who had just joined Ellie at the fence. She smiles warmly at her girlfriend, and then shyly at Ellie.

Before Ellie can say anything, she gets hit in the shoulder with a snowball. “Ow!” Ellie says reflexively, the snowball exploding snow all over her and (Y/n).

“What the fuck?” Dina asks the kid.

“I’m not even playing!” Ellie yells back.

“‘Cause you’re a chicken? Ha ha! You’re a chicken!” the boy teases.

“I hate this kid to much,” Ellie mutters.

“You wanna fuck him up?” Dina asks Ellie.

“Yeah, yeah I do,” Ellie replies, glancing around to see if Maria and Jesse were still around.

“You asked for it!” Dina threatens the children playfully.

Both Ellie and (Y/n) hop over the fence.

. . .

“So Jesse wants us to do the creek trails,” Ellie tells Dina as they head towards the stables. “He’s gonna relieve Joel and Tommy.”

“Oh, it’s nice he assigned us together. You’re gonna like this route,” Dina exchanges a look with (Y/n).

As they reach the stables, a man sitting outside says, “Morning, girls.”

“Morning!” Dina says brightly.

“Hey ladies! I’ll bring ‘em in,” another man – out in the yard with the horses – tells the three.

. . .

The three horses trot through the snow, following the flowing water of the creek.

They reach a half-destroyed building.

“You can tie Shimmer up here,” (Y/n) gestures to some of the old piping.

“Hey, you wanna see something spectacular?” Dina asks Ellie.

“You’re gonna point at your face, aren’t you?” Ellie shoots back. (Y/n) shakes her head, amused, watching her girlfriend and their friend flirt so effortlessly.

“Nothing is that spectacular,” Dina replies.

“Oh, brother,” Ellie mutters, and then she turns, as though just remembering (Y/n) was there, but (Y/n) just smiles.

“Come on, then,” (Y/n) says, grinning.

Sliding through the gap in the wall, they overlook the balcony. The view in front of them – a cloudless blue sky, and the city of Jackson spreads below them.

“What do you think of this view, huh?” Dina asks Ellie.

“It’s really nice,” Ellie replies, leaning against the rail.

“Yeah, this route has its perks,” Dina smiles at Ellie.

Ellie smiles back, and then she smiles over at (Y/n).

“Where do we sign in?” Ellie asks.

“Come on,” Dina replies, sighing softly. She walks past, and (Y/n) helps her back through the gap in the wall.

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[theoversky]

The fact that t0mberly is literally “teen love/first lovers” thing and the fans can’t get over it always catch me. How many couples you know from your school that are together until nowadays???

I mean, they literally met each other at 16 years old (in comics, 15) and I really doubt they lost their virginity together. When I was at high school literally 1 couple lasted until today (I mean, I gratuated at 2008) and we had like 150 people at senior high in each senior class, at least 4 couples dated at this time.

Enjoy that t0mberly happened because they wanted to make Tommy likeable and maybe were afraid since he was under Rita’s spell. In original version we all know the green ranger died and since Tommy got all that popularity, he came back to be propped as leader, most powerful ranger, most pure energy and get the most popular girl of the school (let’s not forget he took not only Jason’s leadership as ranger, Jason’s girl, but also his spot as the quarteback even when he never played football before lol).

So, yeah, I’m for Jimberly and Katherommy. Not only because Jason and Kim are my fav rangers of all, but also because Jimberly was hinted all the way in the show until Tommy appears and they changed plans due, first of all, they were afraid kids couldn’t accept the evil green and made him link to Kim, second because salary war with actors and JDF was already a dad with wife and kid that saw his big opportunity to make money by his popularity in a kid’s show and hold AJJ and David Yost with him. ASJ was a baby with 17 years old with a big ego and so many hours to work and much less money to spend, thing that the ASJ himself said. I won’t take sides here because I can understand both sides (ASJ and JDF) in this case, also it is not a post about the actors, who I know that aren’t saints, none of them.

It’s pretty clear the cliché dynamic between leader jocker x popular pretty girl that existed between Jason/Kim and things were meant to be this way because, at first, Tommy won’t last long in the show. And so is truth what I said, that Tommy took all spotlights and, guess what! Dynamic leader jocker x popular pretty girl!

Also for the things the way happened, made much more sense to me Tommy and Kat to marry and have kids than his highschool sweetheart first love he met at 16. Katherommy has a mature dynamic, where Tommy is more responsible and mature, knowing how to deal with things in his team and personal life. One thing more that made TomKat better (in my POV, of course) is the fact Kat doesn’t was always in dangerous screaming for Tommy to save her, even when she was interested in him since the first time they met and she was under a spell + he was dating Kim or after she joined officially the team.

Don’t ever come to me to say Kat is a replace to Kim in Tommy’s heart. Kat was always brave, good and never ever tried to take Tommy from Kim, even when they dated long distance, she was always respectful and polite. Also risked her life UNMORPHED to make spelled!Tommy recover his sense when no one in the Zeo team did the same. THAT IS THE WOMAN SHE IS!

Let’s take Turbo movie again as example! They aren’t in school anymore, Kat is already working as teacher and we see clear as water that all of them are much more mature and trying to live the best they can with the responsabilities they have. Nothing is more clear than Jason going into Kim and Kim running after Jason in any dangerous situation posible + the final winning scene they party together. Same goes to TomKat after the same final winning scene, there’s no a SINGLE moment Tommy look after Kim to party with her or vice-versa. Jimberly it’s a love story that merge from long date friends that fell in love with each other after so many things they have been throught apart and together, conflicts that are better explained in comics and maybe we will see more about in the upcoming novels.

“The Vows” comics, where we se Katherommy’s wedding, also doesn’t show a sad Kimberly looking her ex marrying the woman he dated for years and reconnect for LOVE after so many YEARS apart and together. TomKat broke to go to university and reconnected after because they never forget each other and it’s more than t0mberly ever got (Kim broke up with him by a letter after 1 year apart, if it isn’t clear enough). Things are settle, Jimberly remains as hint and unofficial, but TomKat is more than endgame and no one shipped it more than JDF and Catherine Sutherland themselves.

And NO, I don’t care about ASJ and AJJ’s beef and the fact they don’t like each other. Much less that AJJ ships t0mberly and ASJ ships Jason/Trini, opinions that are based in their close friendship with respective actors. I love the characters and that’s this post about. All respect and kudos to the actors, but I don’t have to agree with all of them.

Also t0mberly fans can enjoy AU! Universe of Olivia Oliver and Jimberly fans can enjoy AU! Universe Power Rangers (2017) and everything is ok, just don’t come at me to say Jimberly came from nowhere. There is a huge background and a beautiful love story if they want to tell in novels, I hope they don’t put more ex actors to involve in anything relationed to MMPR, because Tommy was always the most explored character from OG 6, after JDF’s passing I expect they set his character the way it is, let Tommy age, happily married with his family (Kat and JJ), like JDF himself WANTED and CHOSE. That’s all.

[greenmoons]

Power rangers writing prompts

I decided to do a post to ideas and prompts I have or recieved of Power Rangers, so people might decide to write them. Feel free to use them. It would be nice to get credit or message if you do use them but it's not necessary. If you have other ideas write me in the comments or in a message and I might add them to this list.

Some of the ideas are solid and some are very general.

Mighty Morphin Power Rangers:

Tommy Oliver struggling in school (can also be written as ADHD or learning disability character)

Autisic Billy Cranston

Civilians figuring out the rangers identities because they always stay to fight against the putties even without morphing.

2X08, the tape recorded the rangers morph and their identities revealed (by the news company or because Bulk and Skull screen it to everyone before the rangers were able to stop them)

2X09: Rocky, Adam and Aisha are coming to Angel Grove to the Broomball Tournament.

Sylvia, Kelly, Jeremy, Curtis finding out their cousins are power rangers.

There are many episodes with a child who hang out with the rangers so write fanfics from their point of view about the rangers, maybe what would have happened if they figured out their identities or what happened to them in the future because they appeared only once (Maria, Willy, Sylvia, Kelly, Jeremy, Cameron, Roger, Hallie)

Power Rangers Lost Galaxy:

Cassie became the pink ranger after Kendrix's death

Power Rangers Dino Thunder:

Rewrite of the season with Kat as Tommy's wife/girlfriend and the pink dino thunder ranger

Power Rangers SPD:

Sky, Bridge and Syd as red, blue and green, and starting as a team of three.

Cruger thoughts on why not giving Sky the red suit.

Z growing up in the streets.

Jack and Z first meeting.

Autistic Bridge Carson. Fic 1.

Cruger finding someone to take care of Z, Jack and Sam instead of letting them be alone in the streets.

Jack and Z experiences in the streets.

The rangers are doing Jack a birthday party since he never had one before.

E14: Bridge tries to read S.O.P.I.E's aura and figuring out she is a cyborg.

E17: Bridge reads Sky's aura and find out the alien switched bodies with him.

Sky handles differently with the whole Mirloc situation.

E30: Bridge thoughts after he got kidnapped.

E31: SPD calls Tommy Oliver of the future for help after the Dino Thunder rangers appeared.

Post series: Jack Landors/Ally Samuels

The other rangers team come to help defeat gruumm.

Z and Syd also got promotion in the colors.

Power Rangers Jungle Fury:

RJ journey to find in himself the wolf spirit and how he became a master.

Why RJ openned a pizza parlour.

Dominic journey when he was alone.

Power Rangers Samurai:

Lauren is the leader of the team instead of Jayden

Serena a ranger instead of Emily

Terry a ranger instead of Mia

General (comics related stuff, crossovers and dynamics between characters from different seasons):

The morphin grid bless the rangers and help them to succeed in life after they finished being rangers

One of the rangers get hurt badly.

The rangers deals with chronic pains from injuries they got in duties.

Power Rangers Mighty Morphin X Power Rangers SPD:

Billy Cranston and Bridge Carson meet and being autistic together. (Ideas for the meeting: Bridge will go to a mission in Aquitar and meet Billy there. Billy is on earth and SPD asking him for help in some tech. Billy meet younger Bridge before he is a ranger because he came to an internship in his company.)

Power rangers overdrive X Mighty Morphin the return:

Thrax and Selena meet

Thrax and Selena grow up as siblings

Kira and Adam talks more about Tommy

Power Rangers SPD X Soul of the Dragon:

Conner, Ethan and Kira meeting Dr. Oliver in the future

Conner, Ethan and Kira meeting JJ Oliver

JJ Oliver is part of the plot of the season (maybe in D-squad or E-squad)

[asterssunzephyr]

BOTH au guides:

Soulmates, Platonic & Romantic

Arranged Marriages, Biological Family, Found Family, & Past Life Soulmates

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esmp s1:

Joel & Lizzie

Scott & Jimmy

Shelby & Katherine

Gem & Kat, Gem & Jimmy, Pearl & Sausage

Fwhip & Sausage

Pearl & Sausage

Fwhip, Pearl, & Gem

Jimmy & Lizzie

Pix & Joel

Jimmy, Kat & Gem

Scott & Kat

Joel & Liz

Joey & Xornoth

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ESMP S2 & HC S9

Pearl, Grian, Fwhip & Gem

Joel, Hermés, Tommy & Shelby (aunt Shelby)

Scar, Cub, Impulse & Katherine

Joel & Sausage

Scott & Sausage

Scott & Shelby

Pearl & Sausage

Scott & Pearl

Jimmy & Gem

X, Cleo, & Joey

Cleo & Jevin

Joe & Cleo

Gem, Kat & Jimmy

Joe & Oli

Fwhip & Sausage

Grian & Scar

Scott & Jimmy

Shelby & Kat

Joel & Lizzie

Joel & Liz

Pearl & Cleo

These arent the full cast, I did this in my math class..

[pascalsbby]

Hi loves,

I’m sorry I’ve been MIA! I just bought my first car, have been working, & just trying to get my life together in general!

What you can expect next:

* The Devil & His Brother 2 (read part 1 here)

* Neighborhood Wives 2 (read part 1 here)

* CARNAL 7 (read part 6 here)

* Clearing my request box

+ finally getting to read what you all have been tagging me in. I’m so excited! I see them, I promise. I just want to give them the time & attention they deserve <3

xoxo,

Kat

[augment-techs]

What Thoughts Come to Mind About Your Favorite Boom! Comics PR Ship (part 1)

Kim/Tommy: Puppy dog eyes from across the hall. Hair care routines. Boss girl and husband-wife. Promise rings. Getting ears pierced together at the mall and both getting an infection. Going to county fairs and participating in jam making or wine making and laughing like little loons when they get messy. Thinking that first love is a forever kind of thing. TomKat: Shared trauma inciting something of a protective nature. Falling asleep from exhaustion with their head on each other’s shoulder. Deep dislike for hypnosis or mind control as presented in movies--so they excuse themselves and go get more snacks at group outings. Coffee dates when studying at college that don’t feel romantic, but really nice. Calling each other at least once a week even when other sides of the country. Sort of just falling into romance by accident that felt totally natural. Jason/Trini/Zack: Shared tattoos in the shape of a lightning bolt with their shared Colors. Painting their shared living quarters together and trying not to trip over their draped furniture. Chores dealt out in order of ability--laundry, cooking, cleaning--unless there’s burnout approaching, in which they trade until equilibrium realigns. Sleeping together in a big bed in the middle of a warm summer day after making out for hours. The topic of children being discussed, but in a way that means they’ll never have any of their own--just fostering. Eating weird food from locations they’ve never visited and watching each other carefully in case there’s an allergy or bad reaction on the horizon. J.J./Anara: Back to back badasses. Late nights in a squad car scoping out a location and eating terrible food when joking about their commanding officers. Complete terror of the idea of the commitment involved in marriage as a legal necessity. Both being trans and hotter than anyone else they know but each other. Wanting tattoos, but both being terrified of needles so they decided to get exactly the same thing so they could hold hands between their chairs--a colored stripe down the spine, just between the shoulder blades, resembling a brush stroke, with darker stripes that will stand out more with age; autumn maple leaf for JJ and shiny green candy apple for Anara. Scorpina/Goldar: Ridiculous outfits for going undercover among the humans. No indoor voices. The smell of armor polish. Having much softer hair than they have any right to. Popping balloons with their fingernails at inappropriate times. Grossing out everyone they know when they act even remotely affectionate or...come out of their bedrooms without showering after a night together; ew.