#william boldwood imagine

[avocado-writing]

You write so well for all the Michael characters !!! Question do you have any hcs about what kinks the different characters would have? Like Aziraphale or Boldwood or Blum or Whitley ? Or any other ?

I’ve definitely done kink lists for Aziraphale & Roland before so —

martin whitly

Medical kink. Obviously. Loves to finger you when you’re in a patient’s chair and he’s wearing rubber gloves. something about how shiny you get on his fingers like that drives him wild.

dirty talk kink. Well, you have to have phone sex, they’re not very lax about him having conjugal visits… yet.

any kink where he gets to cum all over your face or chest I think. Likes seeing evidence of having fucked you, doesn’t let you wipe it off afterwards either.

William Boldwood

Look he’s a sweet 1860s bachelor. His kink is looking after you. But ALSO

creampie kink. Loves finishing inside you. Loves that he gets to finish inside you now you’re married!

And to that end… pregnancy kink. Not that he ever expects it to take because he’s so HORRENDOUSLY OLD (forty). But when it happens, he’s ecstatic.

His kink is you.

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Eyes On Me

You’re staring again. You can’t help it. You’re meant to be reading as your husband is hard at work, but your pages have long been abandoned in favor of a more pleasant pastime, watching William.

Every now and then, in quiet times like these, your eyes will automatically find your husband, and your mind will start to wander. You start thinking about how lucky you are to have married such a handsome man, and you cannot help but want to watch him and his every movement, no matter how minute.

The way his eyes move across the page of his correspondence. The tiny furrow of his brow when in deep contemplation. Beautiful.

The way his lips press together in a tight line when he is displeased by what he reads, or twitch into an almost smile when he is amused. Gorgeous.

The sure movements of his strong hands as his pen dances across his pages, or the frustrated way he sometimes runs his fingers through his curly hair or his diligently groomed beard. Arousing.

It soon becomes impossible to imagine those eyes, lips, and hands doing anything but worshiping your body, and before long, you are lost in fantasy and staring yet again.

William, of course, is not unaware of your predicament. “Darling,” he calls softly, eyes still firmly focused on his work. “Are you well?”

His deep voice startles you from your reverie. “Hmm? I’m sorry, William. Did you say something?”

He smiles mischievously, putting aside his pen to focus exclusively on you. “I cannot help but notice you seem to have abandoned your book, Mrs. Boldwood. Have you found something else to capture your attention?”

“Umm… no…” you dither.

He pushes away from his desk then slowly rises, coming to sit next to you on the chaise. He slowly removes the book from your hand and sets it aside, lifting a hand to your chin and turning your face to his. “I can feel your eyes on me, my dear. Will you tell me what it is you are thinking about, or am I meant to guess?” He asks lowly, his voice seducing you already.

“Is it this?” He inquires, raising your hands to his lips and placing a soft kiss on each one. You smile and shake your head slightly.

“Hmm.. is it this?” He moves in closer to place a tender kiss behind your ear. You sigh happily, but again shake your head no.

“Perhaps it’s this you are thinking of,” he states, dipping his head low to nuzzle the skin between your neck and shoulder. He sucks lightly on the creamy skin, causing you to giggle at his tickling whiskers, but still you say no.

“What could possibly have distracted you so, my love?” He teases. “Surely it’s not this?” He wraps his arms around you firmly and kisses your lips with delicious fervor. You close your eyes to the wonderful sensation, and when he pulls away slowly, your lips nearly chase after his. When you reopen your eyes, you gaze at him with intense longing.

“It is simply you, my husband,” you whisper to him, leaning forward to hide your flushed face in his chest. “I am in need of you, William.”

“Then you shall have me, darling.”

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He is staring again. He can’t help it. He’s meant to be sleeping after making love to his wife, but his slumber has long been abandoned for a more pleasant pastime: watching his beloved sleep.

Every now and then, in quiet times like these, his eyes will automatically find you, and his mind will start to wander. He starts thinking about how lucky he is to have married such a beautiful woman and cannot help but want to watch you and your every movement, no matter how minute.

He cannot wait for you to wake up and will keep his eyes on you until you do. Perhaps he will be able to distract you all over again. He smiles into the darkness and resumes his watch.

The End

[moonlightpirate]

Return to The Madding Crowd

Chapter 2: A Fall Day

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One week later:

William paced nervously around his dining room. He really wanted to go check in on that girl that had been injured at Gabriel and Bathsheba's last week, but it seemed so wrong. He didn't even know her name so why was he so worried about her? Plus there seemed to be another man involved so he really shouldn't get involved himself. Really he should just stay home and forget that girl even existed. He stopped pacing and looked longingly out the window towards the farmhouse almost begging himself to just stay home. Sighing at his own ridiculousness he finally decided to put on a coat and make his way down the stairs and out the door and end his own suffering.

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You had finally finished all of your chores for the day on the farm which you were thankful for since it was a perfect fall day and you didn't intend to waste it at all. Grabbing a book you found a quiet spot at the edge of the property by the woods and laid out a blanket. Once you were comfortable you opened the book and immediately became immersed in the romance story. You were unsure how long you had been laying there reading when you heard the sound of someone clearing their throat. Startled, since you assumed you were alone, you jumped and looked up in surprise to see the handsome man that had been at the farmhouse after you turned down the soldier's proposal.

"Oh hello! How are you? It was William wasn't it?" You inquire, trying to sound cheerful though embarrassment flooded you as you remembered he saw you in such an awful way. 

"Uh….. yes William Boldwood is the name. I'm ….doing….. fine." William stammered, realizing how nervous he really was.

"Well good. How can I help you?".

"Well I wanted to make sure you were doing okay actually.".

You could tell he was nervous by the way he kept playing with his hands and looking everywhere but at you. In this light he looked even more handsome; you could really see his dark brown hair with the small streaks of gray in it. His face looked so soft and so sweet but yet rugged. Had you not given up on love you could have easily fallen for him. 

"Oh that is too kind. I'm doing alright. Ankle is a bit sore when I work a bit too long on the farm but otherwise I’m fine." You reassure him, finally standing up off the ground.

"Well um that is good to hear miss…oh goodness I just realized I never asked for your name how rude of me." William blushed.

"Ah it's (y/f/n y/l/n)." You smile, extending your hand out to him. 

He shakes it and your eyes meet for the first time and you are stunned at just how blue his eyes were. The way they shone in the sun they could put the blue sky to shame. Realizing you were probably holding his gaze a bit too long you immediately look down and start to nervously play with your hair. 

"If it's not too intrusive I was wondering what exactly happened to you. You don't need to tell me if you don't wish. I just have never seen Gabriel so mad before so I just figured it must be something truly awful to anger him so.".

"Oh…. well it's nothing that exciting. Just my mother really wanted me to marry this awful soldier instead of working and living here with my cousin. I did not want to marry him mostly because I didn’t love him. To make a long story short he wasn't happy that I said no to him and made sure I knew he wasn't happy. What you saw was the aftermath of that." You sigh. 

William gasps, "That is awful! I am so sorry!". 

"Don't be sorry. It's my fault I want to marry for love. He didn’t love me, he just wanted my family’s money.  So despite what he did to me I'm glad I said no to him.".

“That is still terrible. You deserve so much better. But seeing what he did to you just from you turning him down I’m glad you said no to him and didn’t marry him. I can only imagine what other awful things he could have done to you had you married him.”. 

William moved a bit closer to you and it seemed as if he wanted to hug you but was waiting to see your reaction. Instead time seemed to freeze as you stood there staring into each other's eyes again.

Finally you take a breath and decide to break the tension, "I appreciate the kind words. Also thank you for coming and checking up on me. You really didn't need to come all this way."

"It really wasn’t that far. I live in the house just down there." William explained, pointing to the big house just down the road. 

"Oh! Boldwood! I can't believe I didn't put two and two together! You're the one who saved my cousin from her former husband."

"You're Bathsheba's cousin?” William inquired, “But yes I um killed her husband and was put in jail…I was supposed to be there for life……" .

"Yeah I’m her cousin. She was nice enough to let me move here to help with the farm. But she told me that you saved her life and that's why they helped bail you out so you didn't suffer.". 

You could see him getting emotional. He obviously didn't see it that way but was clearly thankful they freed him. 

"Indeed so. But anyways I’m glad you're better and you didn't marry that wretched man. You will find love, I'm sure of it.”  William sighed as he quickly turned to leave feeling embarrassed. 

"Oh I'm not really sure love exists anymore. But thank you." You mutter, kneeling down to pick up all your stuff.

"I used to think love didn't exist, at least for men like me. But that started to change when I looked into your beautiful eyes. But I hope you have a lovely day." You heard Willam remark.

You froze as his words slowly hit you. Carefully you stood back up and turned to look back at him  but he was already out of sight. You found yourself blushing and smiling at his kind words. But could a handsome man like him really love you?

[annarellix]

Murder in Florence by T A Williams (Armstrong and Oscar Cozy Mysteries #3)

A glamourous film star…

Life as a private investigator in the suburbs of Florence isn’t always as glamourous as Dan Armstrong imagined it to be, until he is asked to investigate a recent spate of violent attacks on a Hollywood movie set in Florence. The star of the show, movie-star royalty Selena Gardner, fears her life is in imminent danger… Foul play on set… As Dan investigates, he discovers secrets and scandals are rife within the cast and crew. But with no actual murder, Dan believes these attacks could simply be warnings to someone…until the first body is found. A dangerous killer on the loose. Now Dan and his trusty sidekick Oscar are in a race against time to catch the murderer. But the more Dan uncovers, the more the killer strikes and Dan finds himself caught in the line of fire too! Is this one case Dan and Oscar will regret?

Purchase Link: https://amzn.to/3YyhANi

My Review: It can be hard to write something meaningful and interesting after you read and reviewed all the books in a series for blog tours. I love this series and  I think that T.A. Williams is a talented mystery writer, balancing the the style of his romance novel with the elements of a classic mystery. This mix produces gripping and highly entertaining stories that always keep me guessing and turning pages. Dan is the human sleuth, but Oscar is the dog you would like to adopt. I always laugh when it talks about Oscar being always famished as one of my cats is also always famished and on diet. This is the best story in the series and i like how the characters are evolving and the realistic descriptions of Tuscany and Florence Read it and have fun. Many thanks to Boldwood Books for this arc, all opinions are mine

The Author T A Williams is the author of over twenty bestselling romances for HQ and Canelo and is now turning his hand to cosy crime, set in his beloved Italy, for Boldwood. The series will introduce us to retired DCI Armstrong and his labrador Oscar and the first book, entitled Murder in Tuscany, will be published in October 2022. Trevor lives in Devon with his Italian wife.

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[vissidarte213]

I loved Michael Sheen's take on William Boldwood...but imagine Ben as this ultimate obsessive simp, he would kill bitches in this role

Michael Sheen as William Boldwood in FAR FROM THE MADDING CROWD (2015)

I was going to get a little settled in life… but it was not to be.

[avocado-writing]

sitting in william’s lap while he’s working and distracting him with kisses and such but then he lifts you up onto his desk and fucks you good and proper <3

”darling, I am busy,” he says gently, but from the smile on his face you know he doesn’t really mind. you cuddle into his side a little more, start punctuating your sentences with kisses wherever you can reach.

“yes, but,” kiss, “I’m,” kiss, “more,” kiss, “important.”

He fixes you with a look, puts down his pen, moves the ink and papers to the side - then hauls you up to sit in their place. you throw your head back and squeal with glee.

“William!”

“do you object, my darling? this is where all my most important work takes place.”

as you pull him into a kiss you tell him with actions rather than words: no, I don’t mind at all.

[avocado-writing]

william being so enchanted by the noises you make for him… fingering you until you’ve cum so many times that you’ve lost count just because he loves your moans and whines and gasps so much

he doesn’t stop until you beg him too, your poor sore little cunt can’t take any more; then he just holds you in his arms, stroking your hair until you fall asleep 😌

[avocado-writing]

JESUS CHRIST

he’s a middle aged man who is willing to protect me for the remainder of our lives. and I am a little nonbinary gremlin willing to let my knees hit the deck and have him so far down my throat it takes up most of my oesophagus

[avocado-writing]

william needs his dick sucked so bad and i wholeheartedly volunteer

can you imagine how insane that man would go when he first gets head? His fingers digging into your hair, a chant of praises dripping from his lips about how wonderful you are, what did he do to deserve you — ?

[avocado-writing]

i NEED william to fuck me until i cant remember anything but his cock and maybe his gorgeous beard too bc its just that good

his beard rubbing against your face as he kisses you, against your neck as he litters lovebites along there just to feel your pulse under his tongue, against your thighs as he eats you out until you're screaming his name and cumming all over it...

[avocado-writing]

i feel like william would be such a gentleman and touch you so softly but as soon as you look up at him with big doe eyes and ask him to take you he’d go feral

you’ve been touching him so wonderfully, caressing and kissing, he never felt like he could be so worshipped until he met you. when you beg him to go between your legs, to sheathe himself there, he feels lightheaded.

he grips himself and rubs his thick head against your creamy slit, breathing, “I need to know you’re sure, my love… I might not be able to stop when I start. You’re… you’re so… my lord, there aren’t words for you.”

you cup his cheek, feeling the scruff of his beard, and guide him inside you. he presses his forehead against yours until he feels your heart beat in time with his, and then he starts to make love to you properly, so hard that the headboard beats against the wall until it shows signs of splintering.

[avocado-writing]

once again thinking about how bad i wanna kiss william

he’s definitely a kissing fanatic when you’re alone. Moans into the kiss when you deepen it. Grabs a handful of your arse and squeezes. Slips his thigh between yours so you can grind down into him. Can’t get enough of of feeling your lips against his, it’s a reminder that he has you now, totally and utterly, his one most heartfelt love…

[avocado-writing]

tell william to bite you, he’ll be extremely confused but as soon as he gets his teeth on your neck he’s so crazy for it

your high-necked collars come especially in handy the next couple of days, your touch your throat and keep smiling to yourself…

[avocado-writing]

WILLIAM!!! hes all apologetic and worrying because he fucked you so hard you cried (happy tears) and he left marks all over your neck and chest but you both know he’d do it all over again the second you ask him to

”oh my darling, you must hate me! You’re crying!”

”no, William, I’m crying because I came!”

“— to a realisation that you no longer love me??”

you, sexed out, sweaty and confused: “???? What???”

[avocado-writing]

William actually sings in the film! Imagine him singing softly to you maybe there’s a storm outside and you can’t sleep so you cuddle with him in bed and he hums and sings while he holds you

oh I KNOW and I drooled. Your soft little bedtime routines, you reading to him, or perhaps if you’re suffering some malady (a light cold from not dressing in your shawl before leaving to go on a walk) him singing to you until you fall asleep 😌

[avocado-writing]

u know who else would be fun to be deliriously horny for. william boldwood. bc he has no idea what hes doing i feel like hes had sex twice before meeting u and when ur pressing up against him and whining and telling him u want him to fuck you so hard u forget ur own name he’s just like damn shawty ill try my best ❔

there’s something sweet about losing your virginities to each other… he’d be such a caring and attentive lover, immediately learning what you like and committing it to memory so he can do it over and over again. He loves to hear the noises of pleasure you make and it makes him a bit smug that he’s able to bring you to pieces with his fingers, mouth and cock…