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wandawiccan60 · 2 years

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To Be Young And In Love

A Reggie Kray X Florence(FemOC) One-Shot

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A/N: Hi everybody I hope you are all doing good and I am back once again today with another One-Shot of our favorite lovely gangster prince Reggie Kray. This one has been on my docs for a while and this short story it just popped out in my head this is the final result and I hope you all like this new One-Shot. Again guys thank you all for the support and as always please comment and reblog please It'll mean a lot for the blog and for me as well. You guys rock so much and thank you all for the amazing support. Enjoy this new lovely shirt story of Reggie and Florence and I'll see you in the next one guys. See Ya!!!!

MORE OF THE PRINCE OF EAST LONDON??? X 👈(If you want to share a lemon sherby with him? 🍬💗✨

ONE-SHOT/DRABBLES MASTERLIST

Word Count: 3,645

TAGS: @hecatemoon87, @kittycatcait219, @jarvisrocks, @edwardthomashardy1, @zablife, @theshelbyclan, @theshelbyslimited, @mollybegger-blog, @professor-alfie-solomons, @potter-solomons, @pottersolomons2, @tomhardyspinkyfinger, @alikaheroes, @annisse, @ao3feed-symbrock, @rikki-b-lake, @solomons-finest-rum, @symbean, @omgeternal, @weirdgirl16355, @thefics-that-drip, @ninja-potato-shelby-solomons, @raincoffeeandfandoms, @rayanee05, @bubblyani, @buttercup32sstuff, @darklydeliciousdesires, @thehardy-boys, @thealmightybitchgoddess, @tea-atfive, @smellslikeillusorydreams, @mariadecapitated, @97freaknik, @edwardthomashardy1, @veddieiscanon, @quarterpastmidnight, @queenofthefaceless-main, @queencoraline3,

WARNING 18+ ONLY!!!!: Lots of Fluff, and A Bunch of SMUT, SMUT, SMUT!!!

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It was finally the day that Reggie got released from prison as Florence was waiting patiently at the front gates. She was very desperate to have him in her arms once again since it has been almost 5 months since he left to do his sentence. Ever since that day, he said his goodbyes to Florence. She couldn’t really sleep for days. The silence that surrounded her room only made her go mad at his touch and his warmth.

Reggie would, however, send her letters almost every day when he would get back in his cell writing to her about how much he misses her touch, her smooth skin, her eyes, lips, everything. He would, after writing two pages would end with a small yet romantic poem every time he would sign in the end.

“With Love, Reggie.”

It only made Florence’s heart flutter with radiance, pressing his letters against her heart after reading his words of compassion and alienation. Florence met Reggie when they used to go to school together, back when they were just teenagers. He was friendly and kind to her whenever Reggie would say hello to her or pass her by. But something about him attracted Florence very much that she felt she was with him. Sometime later, after they both graduated from school, he then got himself in the gangster business while Florence became a nurse around Haggerston. She loved her job very much, seeing that she liked to help people that needed it the most, especially with children. Reggie, however, was known for something more notorious than a man like him. He was a gangster of all East London, along with his older brother Ronnie who both brothers were unstoppable and very ruthless. Florence has heard about Reggie in the newspapers and it shocked and surprised her. She never thought to see or hear Reggie become such a famous and well-known person. However, he never stopped thinking about Florence ever since the day they last saw each other at school. So one day he paid a surprise visit to where Florence works and it made her heart stop when he saw him that day. She felt nervous as her hand's sweating, seeing how handsome and fine he looked in the wonderful black suit he was wearing.

“Ello darlin, do you still remember who I am or you have forgotten about me already?” Reggie ask her, seeing that she was still in shock to see him at her workplace.

“Of course haven’t forgotten about you Reggie, it’s good to see you again. I have to say you’re looking rather dashing today. How have you been dear?” she said while giving him a tight gentle hug around his buildup body, catching a pleasing scent of his cologne. “Oh my god Reggie, did you start to workout or something? Your body feels wonderful and strong. What is your secret?”

“My secret love? Hehe, well, just eatin’ good and boxing you know, and I have to say so myself you look lovely as I last remembered seeing you back in school. You haven’t changed a single bit,” Reggie said as he took in her hands and made her slowly twirl around, making her chuckle at his silly comment.

“Ahhh, so you're saying I’m not an attractive woman is that it Reg?” she said giving him an arched eyebrow at him which he just chuckled at.

“When have I ever said you are not attractive, eh? But I am serious love, you are gorgeous like the first time I met you that day,” he said, placing his hands on top of her shoulders.

They went out on a date after he visit her at her job, not knowing what to expect of this new Reggie. It was a very wonderful evening with him as they ate at a very high-end French restaurant. Florence didn’t really mind how much Reggie was showing off in front of her, what matter the most to Florence was being able to spend some time and catch up with Reggie knowing what he does for a living now. She didn’t see that gangster person who she has been reading about in the newspapers, she only saw that same cute-looking boy she has had a crush on for a very long time. For a young and lovely girl like Florence, she has never felt such an enormous feeling of love for someone like Reggie. To be someone so young and in love with someone like Reggie, she felt like he was sent from the heavens. She felt like she was the luckiest girl alive to have met someone like Reggie. And so that same night, she confessed to Reggie her feelings for him. To her surprise, he also felt the same way for her and he asked her to be his woman and will treat her with many riches and vast wonders that he would give her in a heartbeat.

“I would love to be yours forever Reggie, just… I’m nervous to lose you since you are a famous gangster around these parts. And I’m afraid that some of the other gangs want to kill you and I don’t know if…,” she trailed off while Reggie cupped her chin with his right hand.

“Love, known of those things, scares me. What I am more concerned and worried about the most is you. If any twat ever gets near or touches you even for an inch, they are dead. You are my responsibility and yes, I am a gangster, but that doesn’t change the fact that my love for you has never faded away. And now that you are here with me, I am grateful to have you here in front of me and in my life. I will always be there for you to protect and give you all of my compassion and my life for you. Even if it means anybody tries to kill me to save you, I love you, Florence,” he said, lastly placing a small kiss on the top of her head.

Florence smiled at this as she returned the gesture to his plump smooth lips of his saying “I Love You” in return. And so, from that very night, they both weren’t inseparable wherever he went. She followed. Even if it meant she had to come along with him to his ‘business” meetings, where she also had a brother and sister bond with Ronnie. She was at first very unsure about Reggie’s older brother since he as well as “The King” as he says of East London. But after getting to know him better, he was an interesting character and Ronnie also had a soft spot for Florence out of all the women around their hometown.

“You know somethin’ Florence yea? You and my brother are lovely together considering that I don’t have any attraction toward women. But you are still a good one, no matter what. You treat him good as much as he will do. Because he never stops thinking or talkin’ about ever since we left school. He said he would be more than happy to marry you. That’s what he said to me one time. And I have to say righ’, that wanker should,” Ronnie said to her one time when they were at the Esmerelda Barn one night later.

This fluttered Florence’s heart never thought that Reggie had already planned to want to marry and be with her since they both were still at school. Before he could propose to her that same night, Albert told Reggie that he had to serve some time in jail, which upset him very much. Both Florence and Reggie did, however, spend a good amount of time dancing, drinking, laughing, and being with each other for one last time. Florence didn’t have a clue that Reggie had to serve his time until the end of the night when they had sex for the first time together in 3 months. She was, of course, devastated when the next morning rose. She felt the side of the bed that they shared was empty.

While Reggie was away, Ronnie took over The Esmeralda Club, knowing she would have to be there to watch over Reggie’s older brother. Hoping that he didn’t screw up or do something that would make his younger brother upset after he comes back from prison. In no time, however, that fuck up quickly came true after Ronnie made the worst decision he could. Knowing it would make her beloved infuriated once he sees what Ronnie Kray has done to the club.

Once the front gates to the prison opened, Reggie appeared in front of Florence’s sight. Without a single constraint on herself, she ran her way to hug him with a few tears of joy glistening over her dark green eyes. Reggie caught her mid-way as he lifted her from the ground, twirling her around in a circle, making her yelp and giggle at the same time.

“There she is, me favorite woman in all of East London, in all of her fuckin’ beauty. How have I missed you, my dear Florence,” Reggie said, placing a kiss on her pink thin lips, wrapping his arms around her small waist.

“I have also missed you very much, my sweet prince. Oh, my god, your face. Look what they have done to you, those bastards,” Florence said in a furious tone, caressing his smooth left cheek.

“Darlin’ that shouldn’ matter anymore. Don’t waste your anger on these coppers. Now, what do you say you and I get out of here, yeah? I am hungry for somethin’ special, if you know what I mean, love,” Reggie said with a cheeky smile to his girl, adding a sly wink in the end.

“I thought you would never ask my handsome gangster.”

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Once they made it back to Reggie’s flat, luckily the place was empty and quiet from the inside. And not long before he shut the door behind him, Reggie placed a hard kiss on Florence’s lips. His hunger for wanting to taste those lips for so long was happening right in front of him. Their kiss became deeper than their tongues twirled together in unison while Reggie hoisted Florence up from the floor. Pinning her hard against the wall, letting out a hard groan between their lips. Florence then undid his black lace tie as Reggie massaged her round buttocks under his rough, muscular hands. A moan escaped between her lips as she leaned back, a smile formed on her face.

“I’ve been wanting this for so long my Reggie, take me now my naughty devil,” Florence said seductively, licking his thick lips that made him go even madder than before.

Reggie closed the gap between them once more than he lifted her white long sleeve blouse over her head. Revealed her sexy black lingerie bra, making him want to consume more of her seductress. Reggie placed his now wet lips on the side of her neck, grabbing his combed brown locks with her right hand. Before they went any further, Florence stopped him mid-way as she led him upstairs to the bedroom. Once they got to the front door, they then continued to kiss once again as he gently shoved her onto the silky bed.

“How much do you crave me, my little troublemaker?” Reggie sensually asked as he licked the side of her neck, feeling his hot breath against her skin, feeling goosebumps forming throughout her body.

“So fucking much, oh please stop your teasing and make me feel like a filthy slut,” Florence said, desperately placing a soft grip around his sturdy neck, missing her small and yet dominant hand against his throat.

“Oh, my darlin’ I will do whatever you command, for you are my slut and only mine to fuck whatever way I please,” he said cupping her chin with his fingers, as he stuck his thumb between her mouth as Florence sucked on it.

Florence then sat up from the bed as she undid her bra, revealing her fleshy chest in front of her lover. Reggie cupped both of her breasts without holding a second, placing one nipple in his mouth. While the other he started to teasingly play with her, as he was sucking profoundly on her hard nipple.

Florence let out delicious erotic moans, while Reggie continued to suck into her nipple a little harder than he did before. She then gripped the bedsheets with both of her hands, loving the way his hot mouth felt against her nipple.

Reggie…,” she said, closing her eyes at feeling these sexual vibrations she has been king waiting for months.

He then finally left a small hickey on top of her tit, as he then went for the other nipple. This time, however, his right hand then traveled down underneath her dark navy skirt. Making Florence buckled as she bit her bottom lips at this unexpected touch. Once he was done leaving another red hickey on her other breast, Reggie left wet kisses to her flat stomach. And as he reached her down to her shirt, removing the soft material, revealed her sexy black garter belt. With hungry eyes, Reggie removed the material in a quick gesture, exposing her wet, delicious pussy.

“You are all wet now, are you my mischievous little girl?” Reggie said, eyeing up at her gaze, making a cheeky devilish smirk at Florence.

“Stop wasting your time Reggie and fuck me already,” Florence said massaging both of her tits with her small hands, making Reggie grow hornier against his black trousers.

“With pleasure, love,” Reggie said, inserting two fingers inside of her warm wet walls, making Florence moan out loud as she rolled her eyes behind her head.

“Fuckk Reggie… yes fuck me fast and fuck me hard,” Florence moaned out, feeling his sinful tongue licking away on her clit.

The feeling of his fingers thrusting in and out of her made Florence’s cheeks go red, moaning his name out to go faster. How much she has missed feeling his tongue and fingers against her pink pussy.

“Ohhh Reggie… yes, fuck me just like that,” Florence pleaded, gripping her hand on top of his brown locks, as he continued to finger fuck her and lick her sweet cunt out dry.

Florence felt she was coming at her peaking point. Before she could stop him, her orgasm came around his mouth and fingers. Reggie licked off her juices, tasting a hint of something sweet that made his horniness go off the edge.

“That was fuckin’ tasty now was it baby?” Reggie said, giving a small kiss on his girl’s lips, making her chuckle between their gaps.

While they shared another lustful wet kiss, she now hovered over on top of Reggie. Her nice, round breasts looked marvelous in front of his eyes as she rousingly massaged them with her own hands. Florence gave Reggie a small grinding dance around his bulging trousers while still massaging her beautiful tits.

“Love what you’re seeing, my naughty boy?” she soothingly said while unbuttoning his white long sleeve shirt revealing his muscular body.

She roamed her delicate, smooth hands around his chest pecs while Reggie placed his hands on either side of her hips. Still grinding her hips from side to side, leaning in to kiss the side of his neck. Florence licked her way down between his pecs, to his stomach until she made her way to where she wanted to consume the most. Undoing his belt, Reggie breathed in through his gritted teeth, feeling his trousers being unzipped. Florence then dragged down his pants while keeping a locking gaze up at him as his now erected penis towered in front of her. She then bites her lips at his hard rock, and without further words, she then thrust him slowly with her hands. Reggie groans at this touch, missing the feeling of her lovely hands around the length of his cock.

“Ohhhh Florence… baby stop your teasin’ and suck me,” Reggie moaned out, closing his eyes in concentration as Florence sucked the top of his dick.

The warm walls of her mouth consumed the entire length of his cock, as she lowered and lowered. Reggie let you a grunt, feeling the back of her throat. She then bobbed her head up and down in a fast motion as her right hand massaged his balls ever so lovingly. He then placed a hand on top of her dark black hair, giving a soft grip on her locks. As she continued to bob her head faster than she did in the beginning.

“FFFFuck… baby hmmm yea, yea, shit,” Reggie said mid-sentence, gripping tighter around her dark locks as she sucked on his cock, increasingly feeling like he was about to reach his climax inside of her mouth.

Before his orgasm could flow inside of her, she then stopped abruptly, removing her mouth away from his still hard member.

“You may not come just yet my dear,” Florence said in a seductive tone, getting herself on top of Reggie while he then threw his white shirt off to the side of the bed. “How much do you want my wet little cunt around your hard cock, my love?”

“So fuckin much baby, I’ve been waitin’ for so long and so desperate to feel that little pussy of mine again. I’ve missed you so much, darlin,” Reggie said as Florence adjusted herself between him and her private parts.

“I have missed you more, my lovely bad boy, and I love you so much as well. My Reggie Kray,” she said, entering down on his cock as both of them broke into moans together.

She then rode him slowly as she stared lustfully into those dark brown eyes of his that he possessed. Feeling all those tingling sensations she had been craving for such a long time. Her thrusting increased ever so slowly, arching her back, tilting her head back while Reggie’s cock pounded further inside her walls.

“Oh, fuck… Reggie… Reggie… oh god,” Florence exclaimed out loud, feeling Reggie’s hands gripping tightly against her hips, rocking back and forth ever so pleasurably.

The way her breasts bounced up and down made Reggie go berserk, wrapping a hand gently around her thin neck. Florence increased her pace as she placed her hand around his muscular neck as they both thrust with each other in unison.

“Oh, god babe… I’m about to cum,” Reggie said while hearing his woman’s moans grow louder, feeling they were about to burst soon.

Everything went by so quickly as they both finally cummed together, Reggie hissed and grunted between his teeth, riding his orgasm inside of her wet flower. Felt some twitch here and there as Florence rode out her juices, feeling his warm white semen inside of her. As they both relaxed while catching their breaths, she then lay next to Reggie’s side. Wrapping an arm around her body as she rested her head against his chest, hearing his now steady heartbeat. Reggie then caressed her dark locks with his fingers, placing a gently sweet kiss on top of her head.

“Did you love the many poems that I have written to you, my darlin?” Reggie asked after a moment of silence.

“Oh yes, I loved them and held them against my heart after reading every single one of them. How I wished to hear you read them out loud while I was in this room filled with nothing but silence and sadness. But those days are gone now, for you are nowhere next to me, and that’s all that matters to me,” Florence said looking up to Reggie placing a hand against the side of his face, closing his eyes at the feeling of her soft skin.

“And I too think the same way, wha’ matters now is I am here with you again, oh how I have long to want to touch you again. I won’t ever leave your side anymore, my precious flower. Anywhere I go. I want you there with me, yeah? What say we go down to the Esmeralda Bar tonight? See how the place has been runnin’ while I was away? What do you think, love?” Reggie said, smiling down at Florence, returning a small and uneasy smile, not fully prepared for Reggie to see how Ronnie had brought the club to the ground.

Before they got themselves ready, Reggie reach for his nightstand on the side of the bed. Where he then took out a small dark blue velvet square box showing it to Florence.

“Reggie, what is that love?” she said, wrapping her soft blanket around her body, wondering what the small box had inside.

“Florence, I was going to surprise you with this before I left for prison, but I think tonight is best that I give it to you now. Florence would you like me to be your loving husband as much as I want you to be my loving wife,” Reggie said as he opened the small box revealing a nice-looking light diamond, silver ring making her gasp out in happiness.

“Reggie… I… my god, why yes, yes I do very much. I want to be yours forever, my gangster prince,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck, making him smile at her acceptance.

He then took her right hand, placing the ring on her finger, fitting perfectly well as he expected. Florence felt in awe at seeing the new piece of jewelry on her finger, which made her heart flutter even more.

“It is beautiful Reggie. I love it very much, thank you so much, my sweet king,” she said, giving her now fiance a deep kiss on his lips, excited to see what her new life as Mrs. Kray will be like.

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pandoras-princess · 3 years

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Ray of Sunshine on a Cloudy Day (Ronnie Kray Drabble)

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A/N: Hello lovelies! 🌸 just a random and completely self indulgent Ronnie Kray drabble I wrote from an old challenge. The prompt was ‘baby’ and it has to be 100 words exactly. Happy Reading Peoples! 🥳

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Pregnancy had been unkind to you, with most of it spent in and out of hospital. This only served to elevate Ronnie’s worry to levels he’d not thought possible. By the time your baby had arrived, Ronnie’s protection was a force to be reckoned with. The tiny bundle was everything he’d dreamt she’d be...

A mop of wild ginger curls; two doe eyes stormier than any sea.

10 tiny fingers, 10 tiny toes; a perfectly formed button-nose.

She gurgles, she cries; her smiles brighten his darkest skies.

She is Ronnie’s very own sunshine ray.

She is Isabella Violet Kray.

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tomhardyspinkyfinger · 2 years

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Masterlist

Here's my masterlist!! I'll update as a post more! My requests are pretty much always open but if I get too many at once it might take me a while to finish. I write for pretty much any Hardy character!

Alfie Solomons:

Series:

Part 1: While she was Sleeping

Part 2: The Dinner Date

Part 3: Moving In

Part 4: A Simple Life

Part 5: Betrayal

Part 6: Margate

The Good Girl and the Gangster:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

One shots:

New Employment

Baby Fever

Work Place Romance

Tommy Conlon:

The Diner Drama

The Gym

Freddie Jackson:

Freddie Gets Caught

Dog Rescue

James Delaney:

The Man I Can't Kill

Reggie/Ronnie Kray:

The Kray Brothers Learn to Share

Forrest Bondurant:

The New Girl

Eddie Brock:

Risky Cases

Office Blues

Ian Eames:

Jealousy

Leo Demidov:

Series:

The Search for Anne's Island (PT. 1)

Drabbles

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mrsarnasdelicious · 3 years

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Belated Daily Sweetheart Drabble - Monday

Prompt From This List

Ronnie Kray (with voyeur Teddy Smith)

Ronnie looks down on you.

“Let’s see how many times I can make you cum.” He growls. He rucks up your skirt and draws down your panties. You look up at him and tremble in anticipation. You don’t doubt Ronnie Kray is good at what he is going to do to you. He’ll likely not be gentle, but you don’t expect him to be.

“Do your worst.” You whisper. Ronnie nods. “I will.” He mumbles.

He bends down licking his lips. “Fuck.” He growls. He attaches his mouth to your left nipple. His hand grabs your thigh, parting your legs with a bit of force. He is not beating around the bush, that is for sure. You cry out when his thumb brushes your clit. Ronnie nods slowly. “That is right.” He murmurs. He pushes two fingers into you, without any further ado. You moan and throw your head in your neck.

He fucks you on his fingers, without much control. It is obvious he does not bed down with women often. But you enjoy it regardless. He is working you exactly the way you need to get there quickly. All your muscles tense against his fingers. “F-fuck.” You moan. “Yes, that is right, cum for me.” Ronnie growls. That is your undoing. You cum all over his fingers. “Good girl.” Ron grunts.

“Now, for the next one.” He unzips his fly and fishes his cock from his trousers. You whimper softly. You know exactly where he’s gona put that huge thing. You open your legs wider, to accommodate his massive frame. “Do it.” You hiss.

#Ronnie Kray #Tom Hardy #Ronnie Kray x Reader #Legend (2015)#smut under the cut

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clairecrive · 4 years

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Tom hardy masterlist:

A/n: since the other masterlist was giving me problems I've decided to make one exclusively for our man. In here you will find all the imagines and the people I write for. Let me know if a link doesn't work.

Requests are always open, you can either write them in the comments or send me an ask. I swear I don't bite!

These are the people I write for and how to request

Hearing your thoughts and opinions is priceless and highly appreciated, so pls give me your feedback.

GENERAL MASTERLIST (Klaus Mikaelason, Bradley James, Merlin, Billy Russo)

HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST

OUTLANDER MASTERLIST

Alfie Solomons :

-Misunderstanding

- Christmas imagine

-Insecurities (Part 1) (Part 2)

- Clumsiness

- Worth it

- Grounded (modern alfie)

- Great expectations (modern alfie)

- Jewish women

- Childhood crush

- Little girl

- Blurb based on "Lean on"

- Blurb based on "Let me in" by Ollie Murs

-Blurb based on "Happier"

- Oh pet,

- Why? (Part 2)

-Hold me?

- Mr Darcy, (Part 2) (modern alfie kinda)

- Small thing

- The ring

- Favorite

- Attention

Multichapter:

- “Dear Alfie”, summary, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

-"Let's stay home"|Quarantine AU masterpost

Eddie brock :

- Childish

- Rare, (part 2)

- Blurb based on "Tutta colpa mia" by Elodie

The Kray twins:

Ronnie:

-Christmas prompt "Is that mistletoe hanging from the lights?"

- “Fall”

- “Comfort”

- "Phone call"

- “Holding horses”

Eames:

-Insecurities (Part 1) (Part 2)

- Prompt "how dare you?"

Tommy Conlon short series:

- The first time, Part 2 [on-going]

- More

- Hearts don't break around here (Blurb)

- Concert

- Hottie next door (1k celebration)

- All in our heads

- She

- Blurb

Bane:

- Look at him

-Unsaid (Multichapter) : Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 [Finished]

- Blurb based on "One" by Ed Sheeran

- Voodoo doll

- Waterloo

- Chaos

- Closeness

- Burn

Charlie Bronson:

- Visitor, Part 2

-Drabble

James Delaney:

- Somewhere in Neverland (Blurb)

Tuck Hanson:

- Cupid's strike

Bob Saginowski:

- All the time in the world

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charliehoennam · 3 years

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Soooo I’m just gonna pretend like my depression post never happened and try to be more social on this bitch so y’all are just gonna have put up with me from now lmaooo

I’ve also decided to get back to writing but I am shit out of ideas so I put this together so you can help a sister out with a writer’s block.

Here’s a list of the characters I’m willing to write for simple based on what I’ve watched (but I’m also open to suggestions):

Tom Hardy: Bane, Eames, Reggie/Ronnie Kray, John Fitzgerald, Tommy Conlon, James Delaney, Farrier, and my all time favorite jewish fluff muffin, Alfie Solomons;

Boyd Holbrook: Steve Murphy, Donald Pierce, Amos Jenkins, Quinn McKenna, Danny Maguire, Peter Kristo, William “Cap” Hatfield, Douglas Cleary, Kaden;

Pedro Pascal: Pero Tovar, Javier Peña, Oberyn Martell, Jack “Whiskey” Daniels, Ezra, Max (Bloodsucking Bastards), Francisco “Catfish” Morales;

Charlie Hunnam: Jackson Teller, Arthur Pendragon, Raymond Smith, Percy Fawcett, Henri "Papillon" Charrière, William “Ironhead” Miller;

Jon Bernthal: Frank Castle, Shane Walsh, Griff, Grady Travis, Sam Rossi.

This list is not limited to strictly these characters, I am willing to write for other characters from the same film/show (including female) under request as well as characters from other fandoms (Vikings, Peaky Blinders, MCU, Triple Frontier)

So if you’re interested, send in a character and a number for a drabble! Don’t forget to include any detail desired (fluff, smut, angst, gender neutral reader etc).

1. “If you’re going to kill me, I suggest you do it fast.”

2. “Oh shit, you’re a virgin?”

3. “Why the hell would you be in love with me?”

4. “Having sex and making love are NOT the same.”

5. “Sober, my ass.”

6. “Your problem is you don’t know how to be loved and that’s the saddest thing I’ve ever seen. “

7. “It’s 2:37 in the morning. What the hell are you doing here?”

8. “I am not your enemy.”

9. “Do not make me laugh right now!”

10. “It is so on now.”

11. “I told you to lock the door.”

12. “Don’t make me pull over.”

13. “I just wanted to try out something new.”

14. “It was just a bad dream.”

15. “You said I could do it!”

16. “This is what I imagine Hell is like.”

17. “No matter what, keep your eyes closed.”

18. “There’s so much blood!”

19. “Try me. I dare you.”

20. “You had one job.”

21. “This does not sound like a good idea.”

22. “I can’t believe you got me into this.”

23. “I know you feel like you’re alone, buy you’ll always have me.”

24. “Oh my God. Fire. Fire!”

25. “Can you please shut up and let me take care of you for crying out loud?”

26. “Jesus Christ. Just lemme shave it for you.”

27. “Turn the car around! This is a candy emergency. Do not fuck with me right now.”

28. “You have until the end of this cupcake to explain yourself.”

29. “You are not dying, calm down.”

30. “I am not talking about it.”

31. “Stop laughing! It’s not funny! This is painful so come help me, you dick!”

32. “We can’t just pretend everything is fine. It’s not fine!”

33. “I don’t know what I’m doing,but I think it’s working.”

34. “Don’t go in there. There’s a cockroach with wings.”

35. “How exactly this my fault?”

36. “You’re not even listening to me.”

37. “Don’t lie to me.”

38. “Look, this is new to me alright? But i swear I’m trying here.”

39. “You have 5 minutes.”

40. “You promised you wouldn’t flip out!”

41. “You’ve never slow-danced?”

42. “Say the magic words!”

43. “It looks worse than it really is.”

44. “I’m not making any promises though.”

45. “You forgot, didn’t you?”

46. “Stop looking at me like that!”

47. “I told you so.”

48. “Did I do or say something wrong?”

49. “I’m trying really hard here.”

50. “If you don’t wanna talk, it’s okay. I’m just gonna sit here in case you do. Call it moral support.”

#y'all help me out plis #dont be shy #I'll try my best #Tom Hardy #Boyd Holbrook #Pedro Pascal #Charlie Hunnam #Jon Bernthal #Vikings #Peaky Blinders #MCU #Triple Frontier #prompts!#fic prompts #please dont be mean

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imperialpirates · 3 years

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who do I write for?

So, pretty much the Shelby boys and their gangster friends, Johnny Depp, Captain Jack Sparrow and Long John Silver from the TV show Black Sails (those of you who are not familiar with it, I highly suggest watching it; it is basically a prequel to the book Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson; it is available to watch on Amazon Prime, YouTube and Google Play Movies).

PEAKY BLINDERS

Arthur Shelby

Tommy Shelby

Alfie Solomons

Luca Changretta

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN

Captain Jack Sparrow

BLACK SAILS

Captain James Flint

Captain Charles Vane

Long John Silver

William ‘Billy’ Bones

Jack Rackham

Lord Thomas Hamilton

James Flint x Thomas Hamilton

HOBBIT

Thorin Oakenshield

Thranduil

Elrond

Lindir

LORD OF THE RINGS

Legolas Greenleaf

Aragorn

Boromir

Faramir

Haldir

LEGEND

Reggie Kray

Ronnie Kray

ACTORS

Johnny Depp

Luke Arnold (Long John Silver)

Richard Armitage

Cillian Murphy

Paul Anderson (Arthur Shelby)

Rupert Penry-Jones (Thomas Hamilton)

Toby Stephens (James Flint)

Toby Schmitz (Jack Rackham)

Rules for Requesting

To request something, use the lists above and send me an ask or message including who you want and what you want (ie imagine, oneshot, headcanon, drabble). An optional addition is you can give me any extra specifics you had in mind, ie a time, place, special occasion etc. The content of what I write is mainly fluff, with a little bit of angst. I do not, however, write smut, as this is just something I am not comfortable writing. I only write reader insert unless specified in the list above. I can do romantic pairings, platonic pairings (ie friends) and family pairings (including sister!reader and daughter!reader).

As I said above, if there is a fandom/movie/tv show you really like, or a character you would like to see, and believe fits into the ‘hot pirates and sexy gangster’ theme or the ‘mythical creatures’ like dwarves and elves, feel free to suggest it to me. There is a chance that I myself am familiar with your suggestion and will therefore add it to the list if I feel it fits this blog’s theme, and if I feel like it doesn’t fit the theme of this blog page I will add it to my list on my main blog page (@regalbanshee). There is also a chance that I am not familiar with the show/fandom/character in which case I probably won’t be able to take on your request. I do not want to add a fandom/character if I am not fully confident of my knowledge in them as I feel my writing of it would not be as good and would also have inconsistencies with the show etc. I hope you can understand this.

I strive to always make good content for y’all, that you will enjoy.

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ronmanmob · 3 years

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Vices! (drabble)

Words for a Headcanon/Drabble

Snap’a fingers. Roll’a dice. Playin’ cards to th’croupier. Music playin’. Blood thrummin’. Nip’a coke for th’road? Why not. Why not. That. That was vice to Ron Kray. It was gambling til the wee hours, drink by the gallon, whatever the kind. It was drugs of the upper classes - more A than A-list, but that’s just what he liked and who he didn’t. Man never could stand Celebrities. Graspin’ vultures, them, he found. That or so up their own arses their breath smelt rotten with it. No time for that aspect of his fame, had Ron.

But the Class A...That he could enjoy.

Only in specific company though. Like all of his life, Ron kept his dabblings with vice of that nature and others - for who didn’t enjoy the beautifully consenting as being consentingly beautiful, even if that consent had a price tag attached - far and away from his day-to day. Those things were for Ron the Gangster, not Ron the Pub Owner, same as they were for Reg the Gangster, not Reg the Husband. And because’a this, this double-life-leading, Ron’s days could be long as all get out. Full day at the pub and then, shirt change, shoes change, jacket on, aftershave and out--

Out to the West End.

To the white powder sniffed; sugar lips bitten; scandal sown.

Destruction...It waited. Patient like scorned Frances Kray with her scowls and endless sadness, it waited on Ron like she did on Reggie and when it got him - when 100mph round the M25 ended off a verge near a flyover - it nearly got him for keepers. How he and his man of the minute - his Ted then, not now - survived it they chalked up to God and some good fucking luck. They walked away, car totalled and Ronnie...Ronnie decided then that life was much better lived without the powder and the rest. At least then he’d be around to enjoy its more sedate plod.

#a-kitten-with-claws #tw: drug use #tw: prostitution mention #modern!verse #main!verse #👓Headcanon

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iamkatehardy · 4 years

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Hi :) Can I request a drabble with Ronnie Kray? 💕

Of course, baby love 😍

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mrsragucci · 5 years

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Ronnie Kray Drabble 3

A/N: okay did another one I hope you like it, also this is exactly 600 words lol idk why I feel proud of that.

“Ron, stop it. This isn’t right.” Ron back away from you. Not wanting to bother you any more. “I understand.” You watched as he walked away slightly gloomy. As if his hopes and dreams had just been crushed. “I’m you’re therapist alright, that wouldn’t be professional of me.” Ron grunted. “Fuck professionalism. Alright, fuck that shit.” Ron came back to you, going for a second attempt for a kiss. “Ronnie no. No, no no. I can’t, I’m not going to loose my job. I-I….this can’t be going on alright. Not with my patient.” Ron felt slightly heart broken. “You don’t love me?” You sighed. “Ron this is very unprofessional. Extremely unprofessional.” Ron back away again. “Right it’s because I’m your client.” You nodded, thinking he was finally getting it. “Yes exactly, it would be extremely wrong of me to do so.” Ron thought for a second before speaking up. “Well then I am no longer you client, alright. I’m fucking done with that shit.” You took a deep ass breath. He did find a loop hole but…still it wasn’t right. “Ronnie you’ve seen doctors on top of doctors on top of doctors. I seem to have been the only one making progress. Are you sure that you really want to fire me?” Ronnie smiled at you “You can still help me princess…just it won’t be in a office and a desk, more so the comfort of my own home.”

You couldn’t deny that Ronnie was the only patient that in your entire career you’ve fallen for. Yet you know it wouldn’t be right. You knew that it be wrong. If it wasn’t wrong, they wouldn’t have banned it in the first place. “Ronnie I’m sorry we..we can’t.” Ronnie watched your movements attentively. “Your actions defy your words.” You raised a brow then realized you were holding onto his hand. You didn’t even realize that you had. You quickly move your hand away. “I’m sorry, can you please go…now.” Ronnie gave you a sly smile before leaving. You knew what that meant…this wasn’t over.

You didn’t know how to feel about any of this. You wanted to cry, maybe breakdown on the floor. But you had another client coming soon. You couldn’t let them see you in this state. Even thought you’ve made the most progress with Ronnie, you knew that he couldn’t be your client any longer. It just wasn’t right. You’d need to dismiss him.

You went down over to the front desk, to talk to the secretary. When you got there however Ron was already talking to her. “Are you sure of that Mr Kray?” He hummed out a yes. “Alright I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.” Ronnie saw you and gave you a light smile. You went on over to him to say your final words. “Ronnie I need you to promise you’ll get help alright.” Ronnie grabbed your hand. “Of course love, if that’s what you’d want me to do.” You removed your hand from him. The second time this day. “No look I’m serious Ron. There is a bunch of fish in the sea. Alright. Find someone else, find someone that isn’t your therapist.”

“There is a bunch of people around, but none of them are like you. I want you.”

“But you can’t have me. Maybe in another world Ronnie, but not in this one.” You glanced at the clock, then decided to head back to your office. Your next client would be here soon. Ronnie watches as you walk away, knowing that he’d never be able to see you again.

#ronnie kray x reader #ronnie kray imagine #ronnie kray #legend #tom hardy x reader

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wandawiccan60 · 2 years

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Happy Halloween Darlin'- (Modern AU)

A Reggie Kray & Ronnie X Nora(FemOC) Drabble

A/N: Hey everyone and happy Fall so far I wanted to write this short drabble and this fic inspired me when I went to Halloween Horror Nights at Universal Studios Hollywood some time ago (it's a Halloween event that they do every year for those of you who don't know). And I wanted to make a short cute story including the Kray Twins and I thought what if The Krays traveled to a Halloween haunt for fun you know?? So here it is and I hope you guys enjoy this short story. I want to thank you all again for reading my fics as always. Please again comment, reblog, and support the blog. It'll mean so much for the page and I appreciate you all as always who stick around and read my stories. As always guys thank you for reading and catch up with you guys again later. See Ya!!!

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Word Count: 2,718

WARNING 18+ ONLY!!!: Some Cussing, Spooky Themes, Some Sexy Time, Some Fluff, & Halloween Vibes

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“Reggie dear, can we not go, please? You know how I act if we go to this Halloween attraction you bought tickets for in America. You already should know that I hate spooky and disturbing things,” Nora said, folding her arms together while giving an angry pout to Reggie.

Ronnie, however, was busy reading a newspaper next to where Nora was sitting, while a small smile spread across his face. Both Ronnie and Reggie have a thing for extreme Halloween-haunted attractions, and they thought that going to America would be a fresh experience. Here around East London, there are many that they have gone to multiple times in the past. But almost everything was the same scares and themes, and mostly it got to a point that it was boring. But it was Reggie’s idea to plan a trip to California where they have multiple theme parks that make their own Halloween haunts. Without telling Nora, both Ronnie and Reggie booked tickets anyway, knowing that his lovely girl doesn’t enjoy getting scared.

“Wha’ are you jokin’ love? It will be fun, I promise you, if you don’ like it we can do something else around there instead. I hear they also have drinks, music, and many rides to go on. We can do that and not go into the haunted houses, but baby please come with us for us please yea?” Reggie said, sitting down next to Nora but she looked the other way, not wanting to look at him.

“Yea Nora, we promise tha’ we won’ leave your side. Besides, if any of those fuckers get close to you, we will beat them to the ground. What we care about the most is wanton’ you to feel safe and maybe you’ll love this Halloween event,” Ronnie now said resting the newspaper down on his lap as he continued speaking and looking at Nora in her eyes, “it would be lonely if you won’ come with us, especially you are our lovely wife. But come now, love, come with us just this once. And like Reggie says, if you don’ like it and think it will be too much for ya, we will leave alrigh’?”

Nora then let out a small sigh while she rolled her eyes at the twins, clearly being outnumbered by both of her boys she loved ever so infinitely. Since she was a little girl, Nora found nothing fun about Halloween, but she did like to decorate for the season. But never in her life. She has ever gone to a Halloween haunted house where you pay scare actors to scream, holler, or chase after you. The only fun things she has done when Halloween was around the corner were staying at home, making some tasty desserts with her parents, going trick or treating, and just enjoying the orange leaves that fall from the trees. But she never once thought of going to get scared since she gets scared easily and would rather want to go home. While the Krays waited for Nora’s last call, she then gave up and took hold of Reggie’s and Ronnie’s hands, caressing her thumbs against their skin.

“Fine, I will go with you two, but don’t regret this because I will not want to talk to you boys when we get back home. And to put the cherry on top, and I promise you, no sex for 2 months. How about that, my lovely boys, deal?” Nora said, giving a sly smile, making both gangsters’ eyes open wider in surprise.

“Yea sure we can handle that love… right Ronnie?” Reggie said, looking at his brother with a disappointed look. Ronnie just struggled and nodded his head, feeling nervous about what Nora said.

“Well now, I am exhausted. We should all head to bed, my lovely kings. But I am serious about what I am telling you both, so keep that in mind, yea? Anyway, let’s go, we must rest up and actually, I got a surprise for both of you, if you would like to see that is,” Nora said biting her bottom lips gently as she stood up from the couch, still holding both of the Krays hands.

“Do you baby? Well, then we should not waste any more time than let’s see what you got for us then baby,” Ronnie said, feeling his now crotch bulge against his trousers while Reggie licked his lips, thinking, whatever Nora will surprise them with. She let out a small giggle while letting go of their large hands. Nora then sat on Reggie’s lap, giving him small wet kisses as Ronnie caressed her firm, sexy ass with his right hand. She then made her way towards Ronnie, giving those same wet kisses to Reggie. As the trio exchanged more erotic kisses, they then made their way to the bedroom, where they always share their sexual desires under the covers. Some hours later, Nora, Ronnie, and Reggie breathed heavily in and out, trying to relax their bodies. They spread out their clothes and a witch hat on the floor as Nora then gave a quick kiss on both of their cheeks while the boys wrapped their arms around her lovely body. One by one the twins drifted off to relaxed sleep, except Nora, who was the last person who was still wide awake. Thinking and feeling uneasy about the event she has to go to with the boys. She really didn’t want to go at all, but deep inside her heart she had too for the sake of Reggie and Ronnie. Knowing that they will feel sad that she won’t be around since they can’t go anywhere without their loving wife. Nora then let out a small quiet sigh, shifting on her body to the right side, caressing her fingers against Reggie’s left cheek. Nora then hears Ronnie let out a small groan as he wrapped his large arm around her stomach. Laying his chin gently on top of her shoulder, his eyes stilled closed, which this made Nora chuckle at this cute gesture.

“My silly handsome boys, I love you both so much,” she said in a low whisper, feeling her now heavy eyes consuming her to sleep, thinking of a happier place in her dreams.

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California, USA- Halloween Day🎃

“My darlings, can we not go anymore, and instead get our money back and go somewhere else?” Nora said while walking their way to the theme parks entrance, which had many spiderwebs, jack-o'-lanterns, and other spooky decorations.

“Nora, are you jokin’ right now, love? We came all this way from home and now you want to chicken out when literally we’re right outside of the front gates? Come on, baby please just one haunted house for us please we promise you yea?” Ronnie said, holding onto her right hand under his muscular arm as Reggie did the same with her other arm.

“Ugh, I hate you both so much, and fine, fine, but keep in mind what I told you boys before we left home. So don’t whine about it after we are done with this fucking thing,” she said in an annoyed tone, making their way to the large line of people waiting to get inside the park.

Nora and the twins arrived in California two days ago, knowing they had plenty of other time to visit other places before the event. Nora felt relaxed when they would go to a coffee shop or take a walk around a park while enjoying the many orange and brown leaves of Fall. They also had the chance to go to a family friendly pumpkin trial where there were many carved pumpkins with adorable designs. Which Nora found enjoyable and something that distracted her mind and not thinking of the Halloween haunt she didn’t want to go. She wished that was the type of Halloween she wanted to spend instead of going to something more intense and not family friendly.

After what felt like an hour has gone by, the sky was now dark as Nora and the Krays made their way inside the amusement park, getting themselves ready to have a good time. Nora then held onto both of their arms as they walked through a foggy trail where some ambience music played in the background.

“Are you ready to get scared, darlin’?” Reggie said cheerfully, making their way through the smokey trial while Nora just ignored him while rolling her eyes.

“I think that is an exciting expression of a yes to me Reg, but I am looking forward to this,” Ronnie said with a smile while in the far distance they heard some people yelling out loud.

Nora felt her muscles tense, expecting the worst to come even though they hadn’t gotten scared yet. She then tightens her hands around the boy’s arms until suddenly one of the scareactor’s popped out from the fog. This made Nora let out a loud scream at the top of her lungs. The scareactor, who was dressed as a creepy scarecrow with blood gushing out from his eyes, laughed while he made his way to scare his next victim. Nora then buried her face against Ronnie’s left shoulder as another actor dressed up all in black wearing a plague doctor mask appeared from the fog.

“Oh, you fuckin’ bastard, you got me,” Reggie said between chuckles while the plague doctor made some disturbing screeching noise as he then got close to Nora.

“Ahhh, no please get the fuck away from me!” Nora yelled out as another performer, this time a woman dressed all in black with black and white makeup on her face growled close to her right ear.

Nora didn’t want to stick around for much longer until she let go of Ronnie’s and Reggie’s hands running away from them. The plague doctor and a Wolfman then chased behind her until she made it to the restrooms. Refusing to go back into the open while the scareactor gestured her to come out from safety while Reggie then made his way to her side.

“Oh, she is a runner, ain’t she, huh? Haha, I’m going to eat you alive when you come out here again?” Said the man in the Wolf mask, making a growling sound. Reggie then hugged Nora more tightly, not moving an inch away from the restrooms.

“Nora love, come on they won’t bite I got you,” said Reggie in between giggles while holding tightly onto Nore who she buried her face against his broad chest.

“Reggie, I’m too scared to go out there again. I don’t think I can do this anymore,” she said, feeling her legs shaking lightly as Ronnie then made his way next to Nora, placing a gentle hand on top of her right shoulder, trying to relax her.

“Nora, it’s alright. Those scary fuckers are gone, and don’t back down, love, we are here with you. We will never leave your side. We promise you, you are our brave girl. Come on, let’s get going, yes?” Ronnie said with encouragement, caressing the back of her black hair, which she then looked between Reggie and Ronnie.

She took in a deep breath and let out a long slow exhaled, giving in the words that Ronnie gave her. After a moment later, she then felt more at ease and the next thing they know they ended up doing their first haunted house maze of the night. Nora was screaming and laughing while Ronnie let out girl-like screams while Reggie laughed his ass off. While holding onto Nora by her waist, trying to fast walk through the last room of the haunted maze. Once they got out of the house, they all breathed in some fresh air. Ronnie placed his hands on top of his knees. Bending forward, trying to regain his strength from screaming too much.

“Reggie, you fucking wanker, you said you were going to go in the front. What the fuck?” he said in an annoyed tone. Reggie was busy laughing along with Nora, who she had a big smile on her face.

“Haha, you should have heard yourself, baby. I never thought you had a scream of a 7-year-old girl in ya. I should have video taped that and saved it for later,” Nora said, giving Ronnie a peck on his left cheek rolling his eyes in embarrassment.

“Fuck off the both of ya, yea, we should keep going. We have more houses to go do. How are you feeling so far? Is it too much for you already since you seem you’re not bothered at all by your acting right now? Are you liking it?” Ronnie said, wrapping his left arm around her small shoulders, giving her a smile which Nora nodded her head yes.

“At first I was skeptical of it, but once we went inside, it wasn’t too bad. I really enjoyed it very much. Everyone is coming out from everywhere. You can’t seem to not run or hide anywhere since they are all over the place,” she said, letting out another giggle, feeling her heart pumping with excitement then what she felt in the beginning.

“That’s wonderful to hear, see, and you said you didn’t want to come. And yes, we should do everything else before it gets late. We should go through this path now, come along then,” Reggie said, pointing to the other side as the trio made their way towards the other mazes they needed to go through.

At the end of the night, Ronnie, Reggie, and Nora accomplished in going through all the scary houses. But before their fun ended, they ended up going on some rides, which Nora’s favorite was the chair swing ride. Feeling her legs dangling in the air while the tail of the ride went around and around. Once the ride was over, they all made their way out of the theme park as they walked their way back to the hotel room. Which was literally next door to the theme park and all the while, Nora was holding onto her big stuffed unicorn that Ronnie won for her in one of the small carnival games. Both Kray twins only smiled, seeing how happy she looked, knowing she enjoyed a night she will probably not forget.

“Did you like tonight’s event, my sweet girl?” Reggie said, giving a kiss on her right cheek.

“Hehe, you know you think I might sound crazy but we should do that again, but next year, of course. I was expecting it to be more horrible than I thought it would be. But honestly, I ended up wanting more and never wanting it to end. What do you say, boys? Next year, we should come back again. And this time I choose where we should get scared. Is that an agreement?” She said, giving a look between the two, hoping they will say yes.

“Why fuck yes, my dear! Of course we can do this again. How can we say no to you, ey?” Reggie said with a smile crouching nose at her way of making her let out a ‘yay’ like a little toddler.

“Thank you, boys, so much for this night. I will never forget this moment, especially with the two of you,” Nora said, hugging both of their arms with her arms as the boys gave her side kisses on both of her cheeks.

“Happy Halloween, my sweet lovely creature,” The Krays said in unison as they reached the front door of the hotel, letting Nora go in first.

“And happy Halloween to you too, my naughty handsome devils. Now what do you say we do something funnier before the sacred yea?” She said with a side smile and a quick wink. This made Reggie and Ronnie smile big at what she meant.

“Then what are we waiting for then? The night is still young for us,” Ronnie said while Nora then grabbed both of the boy’s shirts with both of her hands, giving a small tug for them to follow her.

“Then follow my lead, then my sexy gangsters,” Nora said cooingly, giving them both wet kiss on both of their lips as they did what they were commanded.

Oh, she is fucking sexy. Our woman is everything for us….

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pandoras-princess · 3 years

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Turn Back In Time (Ronnie Kray x fem!reader)

*gif not mine//credit to the owner

A/N: Hellooo my lovelies! 🌸 Long time no speak I know. I’ve had a rough few months and stepped back from writing for a while. Buuut I’m back. I started writing this months ago and it somehow turned into 5k long and no where near the end so I’ve decided to split it into two parts. It’s an AU world in which Ronnie never went to prison and has instead been married to you for 5 years. I’ve been watching both Legend and The Krays (kemp brothers version) and the depiction/story of Frances really struck me, so I’ve decided to centre this fic around her and the impact the Kray’s had on her. I’ve kept some parts of the original plot from the movies, although following a different timeline, as I feel they’re key to Frances’ story but I’ve put a little twist on them. Happy Reading People’s! 🥳🥳 As always I appreciate every like, comment, reblog and follow so thank you so much for the love shown already on this blog 🥰🥰 feedback is always welcome 😌

Summary: Everyone has something to say about the Kray’s, but only you know the full story...

Pairing: Ronnie Kray x fem!reader

Warnings: swearing, violence, blood

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“Serving as keeper of the Kray’s was an impossible feat. An impossible feat that always came as second nature to me. It wasn’t until Frances came along that I realised just how hard it really was.

She was a kind soul. As delicate as a dandelion swaying in the wind. A kind soul, but a troubled one nonetheless.

So often would the darkness take her. Wrapping her up in conflicted thoughts and shattered dreams. Reg didn’t make it any easier, dressing her up like a doll and parading her around for all the world to see. As soon as he slid that ring on her finger, she stopped being Frances Shea and became Reggie Kray’s wife...”

“Is that so?”

“Course it’s so. Sure as the day is long, that girl couldn’t handle being part of the Kray’s. It weren’t her fault mind, you had to be bloody barmy to put up with those two.”

“Are you calling yourself barmy, Mrs Kray?”

“Course I am. We’re all barmy really, till some man in a white coat says different. My dear Ronnie, God rest his soul, never suffered a dull moment that’s for sure. Another part of the Kray life Frances couldn’t handle. If you married Reg, you married Ron right along with him. Drove her mad it did, not that Reggie ever noticed. That’s what did it in the end, I think. Reggie never noticed...”

[Many years before]

“That’s it dear sit down, sit down. Ron get her that little stool- that’s the one. There you go, now you put your feet up and we’ll sort out the tea.”

You do as you’re told and rest your aching feet on the footstool provided, sinking back into the cushiony chair as everyone fusses over you. You’re now into your 20th week of pregnancy and every opportunity to put your feet up and relax is shamelessly exploited. It hasn’t exactly been plain sailing so far, but the time spent at home surrounded by the ones you love make up for it all.

Ron stands behind the chair, on guard for anyone that dare to touch you. Given the complications with the pregnancy Ronnie’s protectiveness had reached it’s peak or rather what you hoped was it’s peak. Despite your wilful protests it was now akin to signing a death warrant for anyone to get within a foot of you.

“Ronnie sit down! You’re putting me on edge!” you hiss.

Reluctantly he perches himself on the edge of the sofa, sticking his bottom lip out like a sulking child.

Rolling your eyes you turn your attention to Violet carrying in the tea and for the first time you notice the petite young woman standing in the doorway of the kitchen. Her hair is pruned to perfection and her clothes are as dainty as a dress up doll. With her big brown eyes and high cheek bones she is undeniably beautiful... but she is definitely new.

“Who’s this then?” You ask no one in particular. You’re quite surprised the two of you hadn’t been introduced yet.

“Oh, I’m Frances-”

“She’s with me.” Reggie cuts in and snakes an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against his side. She smiles sheepishly in response and tucks a non existent strand of hair behind her ear. You don’t miss the look of disapproval from Violet.

“Well then... nice to meet you.” You offer her a polite smile and decide to stop asking questions.

After an hour or so you’re feeling much more tired than you would’ve liked. One look at your face tells Ron the same thing and he is soon helping you into your coat and saying his goodbyes. It’s a short ride back to the flat but you can barely keep your eyes open, settling for resting your head on the cool windowpane as Ronnie’s hand finds your thigh.

The next thing you know he’s waking you up and helping you out. Once inside you waste no time and head straight to bed, clambering in as Ronnie makes you both tea. By the time he brings it up you’re snoring softly into the pillows. So, with a shrug of his shoulders, he strips down to his boxers and climbs in next to you. His arm settles around your ever-growing bump as your sleeping form curls into his side. Stroking it absentmindedly, a smile spreads across his lips. Images of your daughter-to-be dance through his mind, whirling and dipping perfectly in sync.

Would she have your hair? Wild curls the colour of burnt oranges and fallen leaves of autumn. Or would she have his? Smooth and silky... but boring old chocolate brown. Would hazel eyes come through? Or would she defy all odds with irises the colour of the deep blue sea? The excitement is intoxicating and the possibilities endless as they go bouncing about his head.

You were carrying a girl, he was sure of it. Everyone else says as much and he’d be lying if he said that isn’t exactly what he’s hoping for.

The comfort of your embrace wraps itself around him like a warm fluffy blanket and he is quickly lulled off to sleep.

You spend most of the next few weeks like that. You in bed, Ron joining you in between meetings and nights at the club. Soon enough though there are more good days than bad and you often find yourself strong enough to relax at Violet’s while the boys go about their business.

Today Ronnie had vowed to stay firmly by your side, supposedly irked by the ‘funny look in your eye and pale skin’ as he so elegantly put it. You sit nestled between him and Violet at the kitchen table while Frances busies herself with making the tea.

“This is so kind of you” Violet gushes. “A real treat, isn’t it?”

“Mm lovely yeah.”

You notice the complexion of the hot liquid as soon as she starts pouring it and wince for what’s surely coming next.

“Oh. No, no, Frances no, that won’t do. That won’t do at all. You go and sit with Mr Kray and I’ll sort it out.” Violet’s tone is dripping in disappointment and her face says it all...

Frances would never be good enough for her little Reggie.

She rushes off into the front room and hides herself away on the chair, oblivious to Mr Kray’s presence. Your heart went out to her; it’s not easy making your way into the Kray family.

“She can’t even make a decent cup of tea!”

“Yeah, poor Reggie, ay? It was a good effort.” Ronnie snipes, quite obviously loud enough for Frances to hear.

“Ron!” Your palm connects with his bicep and his lips part in protest but the murderous glare overtaking your features stops him dead in his tracks. “Don’t be so rude!”

“Go easy on him Y/N, he’s only stating the obvious...”

“She looks like a budgie in that dress, don’t she?” Ronnie chooses to ignore the daggers you’re shooting at him, clearly egged on by his mother’s reassurance.

“The rag-and-bone man wouldn’t pick her up if she was laying in the gutter!” Violet chuckles.

“No... oh well, Poor Reggie. I shall, um, I shall flush that.”

The mockery proves too much and Frances leaves without saying another word, the slam of the front door casting a stunned silence over the room. Staring at the now empty seat, you can’t say you blame her. Ron’s tongue was razor sharp to the untrained ear and could slice open the toughest of souls in no time at all. Violet’s could be far worse, the apple having fallen none too far from that particular tree.

Rumour has it she ran all the way home that day, rushing down the roads and stopping for no one on her way. You can’t say how true that rumour is, but more often than not the feet take on what the heart finds too much to bear.

The weeks roll by and before you know it you’ve passed 7 months. With only a couple of months left until the baby arrives, it should be a joyous time for you all. But disaster had struck, as it so often did in the chaotic gangland of the East End. Reggie’d been collared for an old warrant, the judge denied his appeal and he was to spend the last 6 months of it behind bars. He was ordered to surrender the next morning.

What should’ve been happy days quickly became solemn and with Reggie gone it was clear Frances was never going to be accepted into the family.

Spending so much time lounging in the cushiony chair you’ve laid claim to and walking the streets aimlessly for a scrap of relief as the baby makes a boxing ring out of your womb means you pick up on the things that go unmentioned by everyone else.

Frances is not happy. In fact, she’s miserable and in no way enthusiastic for the life she’d unknowingly signed up for. Reggie’s constant absence is taking its toll on the fragile woman and you aren’t sure how much more her shoulders can carry. In the months that have passed since your introduction she’s like a whole new person, in the worst way possible.

One evening you’re nestled beneath a number of blankets, engrossed in the copy of Moby Dick you’ve read a thousand times before when Ronnie comes home. He pours himself a whiskey and settles into the seat beside you bringing your legs to rest on his lap.

“Guess who I bumped into today?” He asks, completely disregarding the item already occupying your attention.

“Who?”

“Good old Frances.”

“Oh! How is she...?”

“I don’t actually know. I shouldn’t think too well though. You see I told her- and before you say anything it’s fucking true -I told her that she’s turned into a ghost, right before our eyes. Now don’t give me that look love because with the right kind of lighting I’d be able to see through her clearer than a butchers window.”

“You did not say that to her?!”

“I absolutely fucking did. Somebody had to tell her and it wasn’t very well going to be you or Reggie now was it.”

“You can’t go around saying things like that to people, they don’t tend to like it very much.”

“Princess, I don’t give a fuck what other people like. Not a single fuck in the world.”

“Don’t you think she’s sad enough already Ron? She doesn’t need you rubbing salt into the wound.”

“What I think about that right, is that Frances is so sad she doesn’t actually know what sad feels like anymore.”

While you’re not a fan of Ronnie’s way of going about things, you find it hard to disagree with him on that one.

That night laying awake in bed it isn’t the baby keeping you from sleep. Images of Frances flash through your mind and as you nibble away at your bottom lip they show no signs of stopping. With an exasperated sigh you roll yourself out of bed, the shift in weight proving more than enough to wake your sleeping husband.

“Are you okay? Is it the baby?” He asks, voice laced with concern.

“I’m fine, the baby’s fine. I just can’t sleep. Help me with this please.”

Moving behind you he takes hold of the dressing gown you’re battling with and untangles it. Within seconds he’s holding it out for you.

Mumbling a quick ‘bastard’ you slide your arms into it and secure the belt around you. Ronnie chuckles, amused by your childlike frustration and draws you into his arms. His large hands settle over yours on your bump and he begins swaying the two of you from side to side.

“What’s up love? What is bothering you?”

“Frances.”

The swaying stops and he spins you around to face him, confusion etched onto his features.

“Frances? Has she done something? Or said something? I won’t be having that. It’s not on. Not on at all. You are a pregnant woman- my pregnant woman -I won’t be having her do anything untoward-”

“Ron stop. Stop- stop it’s okay.” Spluttering through your giggles you attempt to shut him up long enough to explain. “She hasn’t done anything to me. I’m just worried about her.”

“Worried about her? We’re all worried about her. It’s not any of our business.”

“Reggie loves her and that makes it our business. You said yourself she’s turning into a ghost. How can I sit back and watch? Just watch her fade away into the background without doing anything at all?”

“That’s easy love, you don’t watch her.”

“Ron!” You groan. “Be serious.”

“Look Y/N, you’re weeks away from giving birth, Reggie’s inside and I’m losing my fucking mind. You’ve got enough on your plate without worrying about her worries n’all. Focus on you and the baby and let Reggie worry about the sanity of his woman, yeah?”

“Reggie isn’t here to worry about her and I can’t very well ignore it and do nothing Ron. It’s not right!”

“What do you suppose we do about it then love? Invite her to move in? Tell you what she can share the cot with the baby how about that.”

“Oh stop it. I don’t know what, I haven’t gotten that far yet. I do know that I’m going to do something, before it’s too late to do anything at all...”

Your plans to save the day are very quickly derailed when it becomes apparent Frances isn’t the only one lost without Reggie around. Ron is completely distraught without his twin by his side and his grip on reality loosens that bit more with every day that passes. You’re sure he’s stopped taking his medication. Heavily pregnant, you don’t have the energy to run around after him so you manage his moods as best you can when you’re with him and pray to the high heaven’s for anyone unlucky enough to cross his path when you aren’t.

Those prayers weren’t to be answered.

A few days later you’re dozing in bed when three sharp knocks shake you from your sleep. As you slowly make your way to the door the three sharp knocks sound again.

“Alright alright keep your hair on I’m coming!”

Cranky and half asleep, you fail to hide how much of an unpleasant surprise it is to find Lesley Payne on the doorstep.

“Ronnie’s not here.” You quip, hoping to end the conversation before it had even started.

“I know Ronnie’s not here. I’ve come to speak to you.” His voice is a mixture of anger and panic, his suit entirely disheveled. Tufts of hair stick up on his head suggesting he’d spent quite a lot of time pulling at it.

“What could you possibly have to say to me?”

His eyes dart around the surrounding houses and scattered neighbours along the street. “Let me in and I’ll tell you.”

Growing increasingly agitated by his elusive behaviour you grit your teeth and fold your arms over your chest.

“I don’t think so. What do you want? Ronnie would have your head on a stick if he knew you were here. I’m half tempted to tell him.”

“I’m here to tell you your husband has lost the fucking plot love. He wants me to take money out of the casino to fund some fucking pipe dream in Africa. I had him in my office today shouting the odds and throwing his weight around. Not only that he’s scaring away every customer half worth serving at the barn. I came here to warn you. He is dangerous. Put him on a tight leash and sharpish before he does damage that can’t be undone.”

Not giving you the chance to reply Payne mutters a quick goodbye and scurries off down the street. His body is hunched over his briefcase, which is held tight against his chest.

‘He’s obviously scared of something.’

You have no doubt that something is indeed Ronnie...

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Ronnie’s World (Ronnie Kray x fem!reader)

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A/N: Hello my lovelies! 🌸🌸 I hope you are all well. I’m not too sure where this came from, but I’m very happy it’s here. My first time writing a proper one shot for Ronnie, it was inspired by the drabble I posted a while ago 😊 obviously an AU world where Ronnie isn’t solely interested in men and in terms of that if any phrases I’ve used in relation to Ronnie cause any offence please let me know and I will be more than happy to find an alternative that works, but I don’t know anything if you guys don’t let me know, so please always feel comfortable enough to just drop me a message 😊😊 the last thing I want to do is upset anyone. So with that said, I give you this one shot, maybe a part two if you want it?? Idk status pending on that one 🧐 Happy Reading People’s! 🥳🥳 as ever I appreciate every like, comment, reblog and follow so thank you so much for the love shown already on this blog 🥰🥰 feedback is always welcome 😌

Summary: In Ronnie’s harsh world there’s no time for love and feelings and all that nonsense. No, Ronald Kray was a heartless man, interested only in chasing the infinite highs of life. That is, until he meets you...

Pairing: Ronnie Kray x fem!reader

Warnings: swearing (it is a kray one shot after all)

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Ronnie Kray’s world was a unique one, to say the least. Draped in sex, drugs and all things gangster, it was hardly what one would call normal.

But the world worked for Ron, and Ron worked for his world.

The moment he saw you, that world tilted on it’s axis. The movement was so slight it could’ve gone unnoticed. The insatiable desire to claim you as his own, however, was not so easily ignored.

It was a drizzly Friday night and the club was at it’s peak. Packed from wall to wall with happy go lucky couples, the live entertainment was going down a storm.

Ron was enjoying a whiskey, puffing away on his signature cigar when he noticed a sodden young woman enter the club. Drenched ringlets clung to your face and your chubby cheeks were as red as your velvet coat, but he couldn’t drag his gaze away. He’d certainly never seen you in the club before, and as he wracked his brain, he couldn’t say he’d ever seen you in the surrounding area either.

You push through the crowded bar to lean over and whisper something in the bartender’s ear, who then calls Reggie over and introduces you. A growl rumbles through Ron’s chest as Reggie embraces you in a hug and leaves a kiss on the back of your hand.

It was no secret that Ronnie was of a different persuasion to his brother, so he couldn’t fathom where these feelings were coming from. He couldn’t fathom why it made his skin crawl and teeth itch to watch Reggie flirt with you. He’d never been this attracted to anyone, much less a woman. But as his eyes drink you in, you’re the only person left in the world he has any interest in.

The hand creeping up his thigh brings him crashing back into reality and he roughly pushes it away. “I am not interested.”

“C’mon Ron, you’re always interested” Teddy purrs.

“Not anymore.” Standing up, he makes his way over to the spot you were occupying at the bar.

“Hello there.”

“Alright Ron” Reggie nods towards his brother, a smirk plastered across his face at the apparent infatuation written all over Ronnie’s. “This is the new singer, she’s on in a bit.”

You whip around, spraying his face with fine droplets of water in the process. “Hi, nice to meet you.”

“Er right, nice to meet you. Are you from around here?” Ron sips his whiskey, his posture awkward and stiff as he shoves his free hand in his pocket. It’d been a long time since he’d had to impress anyone. And never anyone as beautiful as you.

“No but close, Hackney actually.”

“Mm very close indeed.”

An awkward silence sweeps through the air and you smile politely at him, unsure of what to say next.

“Well, break a leg.”

He raises his glass to you before stalking back to the table, grumbling to himself along the way.

‘You’re a fucking idiot Ronald a fucking idiot! Should’ve asked the pretty lady out when you had a chance, probably thinks you’re a fucking weirdo now...’

Half an hour later you were up on stage. You’d traded your damp coat for a red gown that hugged your body in ways he could only envy, and the room falls silent as you begin to sing.

“Tell me that it’s true, tell me you agree... I was meant for you, you were meant for me...

Dearly beloved, how clearly I see... somewhere in heaven you were fashioned for me...”

By the time you’d finished, Ron was in complete awe. If he thought your beauty was breathtaking, the voice that came from you knocked the remaining air right out of his lungs.

This time he made his way over to you smiling and relaxed, back to his usual cocky self. Hearing you sing had given him the confidence he so desperately needed and nothing, absolutely nothing could stand in his way of getting you.

“Like my very own angel! Here have a drink.” He hands you a fresh glass of champagne as his eyes rake over your body.

You were a good few inches shorter than him despite your heels, and as you smile up at him through your lashes, Ron’s heart stops beating. Just for a second.

“Thank you.”

After a few more glasses and many more compliments, you agree to let him take you out to dinner.

The rest, they say, is history.

6 months later you and Ron are leaving the church hand in hand as your closest friends and family shower you in rose petals. You weren’t quite sure how you had found your soulmate buried within the psychotic gangster, but you didn’t need to know. All you needed to know was that he loved you more than life itself, and the feeling was very much mutual.

6 months after that you and Ron are driving round to Vi’s for your weekly visit. You had finally managed to grab Ronnie by the ear and drag him with you and the man had complained nonstop since.

“What am I meant to talk about anyway?” He grumbles, glancing out of the window as he drives at a snails pace down the cobbled roads.

“She’s your mother you should know what to talk about.”

“See that don’t answer my question now does it?” He turns to you, and the innocent look of despair almost makes you giggle.

“Normal things, you talk about normal things Ron.” You plant a quick kiss on his lips and he begins to list all of the normal things he can think of.

“The weather...”

“That’s always a good’un.”

“Er, the future weather. They’ve got all those predictions now don’t they?”

“How about you start with how you’ve been?”

“Because you said normal things love, and I am not normal.”

As he pulls to a stop outside of Vi’s, he’d come up with 6 topics of conversation appropriate for the visit. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see his mother, he always wanted to see his mum. It was just that over the last 6 months Ron had become so accustomed to your way of translating the ‘normal’ things he found so hard to understand, that he didn’t actually know how to speak with other respectable adults. He dealt solely with you, Reggie and gangster’s, and only one of those relationships required him to be sane about things. So spending an afternoon on his best behaviour, participating in common conversation with a woman he most certainly could not disrespect, was fucking terrifying.

Your reassuring squeeze of his hand calms his nerves, and he tries to relax. It was his mother and his wife after all, what could go wrong?

“Y/N, Ronnie, what a nice surprise! Come in, come in!” The small woman pulls you both into a hug before ushering you inside. They both take a seat at the breakfast table as you set about making the tea.

“Lovely cup of tea, darling.”

A smug smile tugs at your lips as you drink the compliment in. A good cup of tea was the ultimate seal of approval when it came to Violet Kray.

“Thank you, mum.”

After a few minutes of tea sipping and mundane chit chat, Ronnie had reached his limit. Excusing himself from the table he disappears upstairs to join Reggie.

Once he was out of earshot, Violet turns to you. “So, when were you going to tell me?”

“Tell you what?”

“That I’m going to be a grandmother!” She sings, clasping her hands around yours.

“I’m sorry I don’t follow.”

“I know the look of a pregnant woman when I see one love, you’ve got the glow. I’d say around 8 weeks.”

Time grinds to a halt as you count back the dates in your head, realising you were indeed a month late. Your boobs constantly ached and within the past few days there were few foods lucky enough to remain in your stomach, but you didn’t think too much of it at the time. Just a bug, you thought.

With all the newlywed bliss you’d not noticed the missing period, something you were now cursing yourself for. A wave of nausea washes over you as the image of Ron’s face twisted in anger flashes across your mind. Dashing to the loo, your lunch comes back up as quickly as it had gone down.

Sagging against the wall, you will your racing heart to steady itself. How you’d been so careless you’d never know. Ron would be furious. A baby hardly fit into his gangster world plans.

Knock. Knock.

“Y/N are you okay?”

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Y/N...?” Ron’s worried voice replaces Violet’s but you still couldn’t bring yourself to answer.

“Y/N, open the door...” His tone changes and if you knew your husband, you had about 30 seconds to open it before he opened it for you.

Dragging yourself to your feet you do as he says, and one look at your face tells him something isn’t right.

“Y/N what’s wrong? What’s happened?”

“We’re having a baby.”

Before you know it his strong arms are around your waist spinning you in the air, a smug grin plastered on his face.

“You’re pregnant?”

“I am.” You watch the smile spread to his eyes, both twinkling with excitement, as you nod your head.

“Oi Reg, guess what?”

“What?” Reggie’s head pops over the banister.

“We’re having a baby! She’s pregnant!”

“That’s great news Ron! Great news. About time n’all.” He makes his way downstairs with the rest of the gang in tow, and Violet barely gives him the time to hug you both before thrusting a glass of champagne in his hand to celebrate.

Soon time comes for you to leave and tears threaten to spill over as Violet congratulates you again, Ronnie fighting to prise you from her grip before bundling you into the car. The stress of panicking and excitement over the news was far too much for your unstable hormones to bear and you spend the whole journey home blubbering into Ron’s suit jacket as he tries his best not to laugh.

You were adorable, and he couldn’t wait until there was a mini you running about the place.

Unfortunately pregnancy was not kind to you, most of it spent in and out of the hospital. This only served to elevate Ronnie’s worry to levels he’d not thought possible and by the time your baby girl had arrived, his protection was a force to be reckoned with.

The tiny bundle of joy was everything he’d dreamt she’d be, born with a full head of ginger curls and eyes the colour of storms at sea. Ronnie swore if you stared into them long enough, you’d see the cloudy skies swirling around her inky irises.

She was nothing short of perfect, and Ronnie couldn’t imagine loving anything more than he loved her. Apart from you, of course.

You stand in her hand painted nursery, cradling your daughter to your chest as she gently suckles away.

“From this valley they say you are going... we will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile...”

Ronnie follows the voice he’d fallen so hopelessly in love with - the voice that had calmed his sufferings countless nights before - and stands quietly in the doorway so he can enjoy the private performance.

“For you take with you all of the sunshine... that has brightened our pathway for a while...

Then come sit by my side if you love me... do not hasten to bid me adieu...

Just remember the red, river valley and the cowboy who has loved you so true...”

He moves behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and drawing the pair of you into his chest. Luna gurgles in satisfaction and her big blue eyes find her father’s as her little eyelids start to droop. Ronnie rocks you both from side to side, stopping only to plant a kiss on your temple and within seconds she’s sound asleep in your arms. You place her in her cot before turning around to face him.

“Hey” you whisper, careful not to wake the sleeping newborn.

“Hey.”

“We should probably get out of here.”

“Yes we probably should” he chuckles, leading you out of the nursery.

You collapse onto your bed, arms high above your head as a long sigh escapes you.

“Your daughter is so exhausting!”

“My daughter yeah?”

“Yes, when she’s loud and grizzly and hungrier than a cattle farmer, she’s your daughter. When she’s cute and smiley and adorable, she’s my daughter, okay?”

“Alright then whatever you say yeah.” Ronnie holds his hands up in surrender, not daring to argue with his exhausted wife.

You feel the bed dip beside you as his large hand rests on your thigh. “How about we get some sleep love, how about that?”

You grin sleepily, tired eyes peering up at him. “Sounds perfect.”

You quickly undress and climb into bed, your heavy limbs sinking into the soft mattress as you snuggle into Ron’s side. Within seconds your breathing slows, and the rise and fall of your chest evens out as you fall into a deep slumber.

‘Like mother, like daughter’ he thinks to himself as he focuses on the steady beating of your heart against his own, your warm breath fanning his bare chest. He soon falls into his own dreamland utopia.

Yes, meeting you had spun his world entirely on it’s head. Emotionless sex was replaced with raging passion and marriage vows, drugs were replaced with cups of tea and breastmilk. Gangster’s were replaced with... well, there’s only so much you can change about a Kray.

But, Ron had to admit, this world worked for him too.

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