STILL DON'T KNOW MY NAME | JJK (M)
CHAPTER ONE:
Pairing: Jungkook x fem!reader
Summary: In which a video game streamer, Jeon Jungkook, finds— and is intrigued by— an account that writes nsfw fanfiction about him and decides to send them a private message. He still doesn’t know your name.
Genre: smut, pwp, internet strangers to lovers
Category: three-shot
Collab with: @dollfaceksj —> her masterlist
Banner by: @archivedkookie
WARNINGS: sexting, explicit sexual content, strong language, pornography, cybersex, exchanging in nude photos, hidden identities
total word count: 4.7k. masterlist next part—>
“Ah, fuck! He got me where I couldn’t see him!”Jungkook yells into his microphone, frustrated at his followers during his twitch stream. “Damn it, I was so close.” Jungkook puts his face into his palms, looking at his monitor and seeing all the comments being left in the chat.
User386290: Damn jk he got your ass lmao
Jkssideh0e: aww kook dw you're still fine asf
Jungkook ignores the thirst comments. They don’t make him uncomfortable, he’s just used to them. Don’t get him wrong, he loves the thirst comments and they actually give him a little ego boost. Whenever he loses at something, he tends to get very annoyed and end the stream.
“Well, that didn’t go as planned and that honestly killed the mood,” Jungkook weakly laughs. “It's getting late and I’ve already been streaming for two and a half hour anyway, so I think I’m gonna end the stream guys, sorry.” He turns his attention to his camera. There seems to be lots of women in today's stream judging from the comments left in the chat.
Kookswrld: noooo dont go yet bby >:(
Ashln00: im gonna miss ur sexy ass
yrma4l: leaving us already wow whtevr
“Don’t worry, guys. I’ll stream tomorrow night at the same time and I’ll be posting some clips of tonight's stream later on my Twitter and Instagram for you guys to rewatch.” He’s really appreciative of his followers and he enjoys seeing them beg him to stay on stream, even if some of the comments are sometimes a little out of pocket.
“Okay, I’m gonna hop off the stream now. Thanks to everybody who joined and donated on my stream today. I really appreciate you guys, and tomorrow I’ll come back on and play COD with some of you guys too. Goodnight, everyone!” Jungkook waves as the comments bid him goodbye.
Jkssideh0e: bye bby
Cl0v3r2000: see u tmw sexy
Jeoncjungk: byeee!! :)
_elicticmoonl1ght: you did so well today baby ill def tune in tmw ;))
Jungkook smiles at the pet names, not being able to contain his flusteredness from the camera. The compliments he gets from his followers are much flirtier to him.
Jungkook has been streaming for a little over a year now. At first, it started out as a silly little hobby when he had some free time after his friend Taehyung suggested he should start streaming. After a while, more and more people started to join and watch his lives. Not only was Jungkook good at video games but he was also insanely attractive, one of the reasons he has such a large female audience. After gaining more followers by the day, his once-a-week streams became twice a week, which then resulted in five times a week. Jungkook never thought his love for video games would get him this far, it was only a silly hobby of his. A year later, he has 1 million followers that watch and share his streams. He truly loves his followers.
Jungkook finally ends the two and a half hour stream. He gets up, washes up for the night before he gets into bed. He’s had a pretty long day between photography sessions he does on the side and streaming, so he’s glad he has time to lie down in bed and edit videos for the night.
After posting, he decides to scroll through his feed on twitter since he hasn’t all day.
@lili57_: Jungkook on his stream today tho?!! Yall gotta hold me back fr he is TOO fine my god.
@jjkkoooks: jk got another tattoo?? he is wattpad come to life 😛
That’s until he scrolls on his Twitter timeline and notices a familiar username.
_elicticmoonl1ght
Where did he recognize that name from? He thinks long and hard from his stream’s chat today, and finally remembers. This definitely has to be the same user from earlier, so the only logical thing Jungkook thinks to do is press on the account’s page.
“Holy shit,” are the first words that come out of his mouth as his eyes practically bulge out of his skull.
“NSFW 18+ ONLY ACCOUNT DEDICATED TO JEON JUNGKOOK” were the first words in your bio…and then the multiple threads of sexual content you write about Jungkook.
A whole nsfw account dedicated to me? I didn’t think people would go out of their day to write explcit stories about me. Jungkook’s thoughts are clouding his mind. He knows he has very loyal followers who watch and share all his streams, but this? Jungkook would have never thought in a million years that people would make porn accounts about him. He’s just a regular dude in his 20s who likes to play video games.
Jungkook decides to go through your page, each post making him more flustered the more he scrolls down. Fuck, do you know how to write, he thinks to himself, truly amazed at how you write each scenario to every last detail, making it sound realistic. That is until he almost cums on the spot, heart racing faster than ever when he comes across one of your most updated posts:
"Mmh, fuck, Kook. Right there, please, don't stop," I whine into the comforter of the mattress while my boyfriend pounds into my soaked pussy from behind, knocking the breath out of my lungs.
"Yeah, baby, like that? I'm gonna make this pussy squirt for me," Jungkook groans out, going harder and faster on me, constantly spanking my ass to make sure he leaves his mark.
Jungkook is starting to get way too hard for his liking. He is so incredibly turned on by your writing, he has never expected to grow an erection from reading fictional porn about him. He mentally debates with himself whether jerking off to this is weird or not, but then realizes he hasn’t gotten himself off in days.
Porn isn’t doing it for him anymore, so he hasn’t watched it in weeks. He feels like the porn now isn’t real or natural. A girl screaming her head off like she was getting murdered was not even remotely hot to him, so he hasn’t had the desire to watch anything of the sort. Jungkook also had a few sneaky links here and there, but hasn’t hooked up with any in months. Unfortunately, he felt like they got too clingy and they even started to expect more from him. So now that he’s by himself, jerking off to this doesn’t seem like a bad idea, especially if it’s about him.
Oh, fuck it, Jungkook surrenders to himself and pulls down his sweatpants just past his balls, cock springing to life and hitting his stomach. Jungkook quickly scrambles to open his bedside table to pull out his lotion he uses for times like these. Impatiently, he squirts a good amount of the lotion into his palm and wraps his large tattooed hand around his throbbing cock.
Jungkook’s body jerks from the sensation of his lotioned hand stroking his sensitive cock, slightly squeezing the tip. His veiny cock twitches, begging for a release of some sort. His chest slightly heaves, forgetting how pleasing himself every once in a while can feel so good. “Mhm- Fuck,” he sighs quietly, picking up his phone to continue reading your post.
“Gonna cum, Kook, fuck, I’m gonna cum.” I mewl out from the immense amount of pleasure my boyfriend is giving me with his huge girthy cock, constantly rubbing against my g-spot. He shuts me up with a rough steamy kiss, never slowing down the pace of his hard thrusts. My back slightly starts hurting from being so deeply arched for him, but I can’t say I don’t like it.
He pulls away from the kiss, a long string of saliva connecting the both of our lips still. “Yeah, you're gonna cum for me? All talk until I give your bratty ass attention.” Jungkook says through gritted teeth, wrapping a hand in my hair and pulling it backwards to expose my beautiful, untouched neck to him. He leans in, harshly nibbling and sucking on my skin, leaving it bruised and bitten. I can’t help but admit defeat and whimper under his touch.
“I’m still being a cunt, right? Isn’t that what you said earlier? Huh, baby? Answer me.” Jungkook pulls on my hair again, waiting for my reply. He can’t help but go harder from my desperation, tears building up in the corners of my eyes from how hard he’s gripping my hair.
Jungkook can’t stop reading, finding your bratty attitude so fucking hot, imagining himself fucking into your tight, warm pussy faster. He gets more comfortable in bed, laying down as he squeezes the tip of his cock with every stroke of his large hand, more and more precum spilling out fromhis tip. His lips become red and swollen from biting down on them in a lousy attempt to contain his little whines and groans.
What makes this even hotter is him not knowing what you look like, sending him into a horny headspace. Still fisting his hard, lengthy cock, he gathers spit in his mouth, letting it dribble from his lips onto the head of his swollen dick, a little saliva getting caught in his dark pubes. He whines as he feels some of his saliva dripping down to his balls, the sound of fapping noises filling the room.
“N-no, Kook, you’re not. M’sorry, please- fuck,” I plead my boyfriend as he palms my tits under my tank top, letting the straps fall off my shoulders. He continues to feel me up, occasionally twisting and pinching my sensitive nipples.
Your words and writing make him imagine you, a mystery girl, begging him to fuck you. This is exactly what he likes. His cock only oozes more precum and begs for release. Jungkook takes off his shirt and the rest of his sweats, fully naked in the darkness of his bedroom. He wipes the layer of sweat off of his forehead and massages his balls a bit more, the sensation too good to stop.
“Gonna give what you want baby, yeah?” He finally lets me cum after teasing and torturing me for far too long.
This is the part Jungkook’s been waiting for. The tension building up was enough to get him excited, but this is the part he’s been looking forward to the most. This is what has him thrilled, reading about him finally letting you cum. He can’t describe how badly he wants your tight, velvety walls wrapping around his thick cock. Jungkook recreates the feeling of it by squeezing his hard member with his large palm, moaning a little louder than before.
“Fuck- I’m cumming,” I whine, wrapping my legs around his waist forcing him closer to me.
Is this girl keeping tabs on him? Jungkook can’t tell if he finds it weird or hot that this is exactly how he likes it in real life. He loves how his hands grip your thighs and his fingers sink into the supple flesh. For him, it's the best position. Hitting it from behind. Reading about it makes this ten times better. The way he has a close look at a girl's pussy and ass, her back arched so deeply into the mattress; it only shows how much more power he has over her in bed. He simply loves it. Jungkook can already feel himself getting closer, but wants to finish reading before he cums.
Jungkook keeps a hard steady pace, never losing track of his harsh pace. I can feel his cock throb inside of me, knowing that he’s close to cumming.
“Oh- fuck,” Jungkook groans, imagining him doing this in real life. The way you describe yourself for him is a major turn on, wishing you weren’t just a fake scenario but in his room instead. Fuck, he never knew he could be so envious of his ownself. His cock spurts even more precum than before, the darkness of his bedroom full of skin slapping sounds from the way he jerks himself off so fast. He can only imagine his lotioned hand being your tight soaked cunt.
I finally cum, legs shaking from how powerful my orgasm is. I dig my nails into Jungkook’s big arms when he doesn’t stop fucking into me. Being so fucked out like this drives himcloser to his high, his body collapsing on top of mine as he thrusts into me a few more times as I clench and tear up from the overstimulation.
“Fuck, baby, gonna cum inside you. That okay with you?” Jungkook desperately speaks out into my ear, waiting for my permission.
“Yeah, cum inside me, want your cum in me so bad, Kook.”
Your begging is enough to send Jungkook over the edge. He whines loudly, arm on fire from how hard he jerks himself off, chest heaving. He bites his lip harder, sticking his tongue out to play with his piercings, abs clenching as he’s only a few seconds away from cumming.
Jungkook finally cums inside of me with his final thrust, making my cunt feel so full.
“Fuckkk,” Jungkook groans out as he finally releases all over his stomach and hand, palm never slowing down while stroking his throbbing cock. It drips down in thick layers over his tattooed fingers, falling onto his dark pubic hair. Jungkook swears he’s never cum that hard from masturbating in his life.
He takes a second to recollect himself, still slightly in a daze. Jungkook points his attention downward to his stomach, heaving up and down with every breath. He notices the way his cum sticks to his big fingers. He slightly rubs his cock a little more, the feeling too good to stop, the loose skin going up and down with every stroke.
He stops after a few seconds, being slightly overstimulated. He reaches over to his bedside table, grabbing a few tissues and wiping off the cum from his stomach and lotion from his hand. Jungkook can’t lie, he really enjoyed reading and getting off to that, and wouldn’t be opposed to doing it again. He could scroll all night reading all of your horny thoughts and posts, you are really good at it.
That's when he gets an idea. He obviously can’t keep stalking and liking your posts from his professional streaming account, that would just blow his cover.
He quickly logs out of his personal account and creates a new burner account with the username ian_97. Jungkook quickly sets up his account making it look less like a fake bot account which results in him putting a picture of his dog, Bam, as the profile picture. He quickly edits his bio which consists of his real age and where he's from. There’s no way you’d think it's actually Jungkook who's following and liking all your posts. Would you even notice his account? You already have 3,000 followers who like and interact with all your posts, mostly being fanpages of him, so there isn’t much to worry about.
Jungkook follows your account, liking a bunch of your posts. He hates himself for getting a little hard, but nothing he can't sleep off. He wonders how you even found him and got interested enough to make an entire nsfw account about him. He’s not complaining though, he finds it hot as fuck.
Jungkook checks the time. ‘It's 12:30 am already? That means I've been reading through her account for like an hour, holy shit.’ Jungkook blinks at how long he’s been caught up in your page. He sighs, plugging his phone into the charger, deciding it's time to get some sleep. Jungkook remembers the long list of errands he has to carry out tomorrow morning which partially makes him annoyed but not much since he needs to get out of the house. He soon falls asleep peacefully, with you on his mind.
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A week and a half has passed since Jungkook’s little smut reading session and finding your page. Since then, he’s gotten so busy with life, doing the photography sessions he does on the side, home chores, and taking care of Bam which is a huge chore in itself. For some reason, he’s had a huge rush in which people want to book with him. Jungkook is glad people enjoy his work, don't get him wrong, but it's more complicated than it seems.
Jungkook spends hours if not days editing all the pictures he’s taken, and him being a perfectionist does not make it a quick task. Getting caught up with all of this ends in him not streaming in over a week, knowing his followers have been begging him to go live. He misses his followers a bunch, and needs to take his mind off things, so after he finishes editing all his pictures and sending them to his clients, he decides to go live.
“Hey everyone, miss me? Sorry I’ve been gone for a while, I got caught up in a lot with some personal matters. And yes, I’ve seen all your tweets begging me to go live and play COD. Well, your wish has been granted!” Jungkook enthusiastically states while reading the comments.
jjkgf613: finally we missed u!!
hoe4.jk: HES BACKKKKK!!!
kookiejjar: heyy hope you're alright :(
“Thanks guys, I missed y’all too, and don’t worry! I’m okay, just been putting a lot of stuff off that needed to be done. Other than that, it's all good! I’m back to streaming for you guys.” Jungkook is glad he has so many people that care for him, he couldn’t ask for better, more supportive followers.
kookswrld: yayyy we got our jungkook back :0
Jungkook chuckles and smiles, but it quickly drops from his face as his eyes drop to the comment right under it.
_elictmoonl1ght: missed u !
Jungkook’s cock twitches in his sweats, memories flooding back in from almost 2 weeks ago when he got off your posts. Fuck, how could I forget? He mentally argues with himself on how that totally slipped his mind. He wonders if you noticed his burner account following you or if you wrote more posts on your page about him. Jungkook quickly snaps out of it, clearing his throat, remembering he’s live streaming with 300k people watching.
“A-ahem, sorry guys, I thought I heard Bam or something. Uhm, let's just get back to the stream.” Jungkook clears his throat, trying to play off the long awkward pause in his stream, cheeks heating when he realizes how deep he was in his thoughts about you. Fuck, he needs to get a grip.
Fortunately, Jungkook is well distracted in his game and interacting with his followers for the past 2 hours, making up for his almost 2 weeks absence. He yawns as he glances at the clock above his screen which reads 10:39 pm. It's late and his eyes are starting to burn from staring at the screen for too long, deciding it's time to end the stream.
“Okay guys, it's getting late so I think I’m going to end the stream. Thank you guys for playing with me, I had a lot of fun reconnecting with y'all. I’ll definitely be going live again soon this week. Don’t forget to check out Instagram and Twitter for more updates. Love you guys, goodnight! ” Jungkook waves at his camera above his monitor, giving his fans a genuine sweet smile. The comments bid him goodbye.
Kookiejjar: gn <33
User386290: seen u soon
Jkssideh0e: gn bf :)))
Jungkook ends the stream, exhausted but happy he got to go live. Streaming is his main source of income, but he does it because he enjoys it, not because it makes him the most money. Also, he makes money off of his sponsorships and photography sessions. Jungkook is pretty financially stable for a 27 year old, it's just him and Bam.
Jungkook cooks himself a small late night meal after his stream, remembering he didn’t get the chance to eat dinner. He makes his favorite go-to meal: spicy buldak ramen. Even though he might regret it later, he doesn’t care, eager to finally eat something after a few hours.
Jungkook finishes his meal and washes all the dishes he used, then puts Bam back into his play pen. He feels sweaty and dirty after his long day, deciding to take a nice hot shower before bed. He relaxes under the shower faucet, not realizing how tense he is. Fuck, loosen up man, he mentally puts himself in check. Jungkook has piled up a lot of stress this past week and a half. Embarrassingly, he hasn’t gotten himself off or had sex in even longer. Jungkook freezes as he remembers earlier events from his day.
“_elictmoonl1ght: missed u!”
Jungkook quickly finishes his shower, turning off the faucet, drying himself off at the speed of light, not even bothering to put on any clothes. He sprints to his bed, rips his phone off its charger and clicks on Twitter.
Jungkook’s stomach bubbles in excitement wondering how much he’s missed your account. He switches from his personal streaming account to his burner, immediately pressing onto your profile. The first thing he sees is an off guard picture of his side profile with the tip of his pink tongue playing with his lips rings from today's stream. He looks so focused and sexy, yet his cock twitches when he reads the caption:
@_elictmoonl1ght: the nose, the piercings, the jaw line, his lips THE TONGUE??!!! needa to ride his face until he begs me to stop. Fuck, i swear he gets more fine everytime he streams :P
Jungkook throws his phone to the side, stripping from his clothings. He throws his shirt and boxers somewhere on the floor of his room, lying down on his bed. Impatiently, he spits into the palm of his hand, too eager to get up and grab his lotion, and places his hand on his cock, stroking until it's firm.
His long and large fingers wrap around his veiny dick, sticky and wet from his saliva. He lets out a small whimper, cock a little sensitive from not being able to get off for almost two weeks. His cock is red, spurting a bit of precum just from imagining how horny you must’ve been when you wrote about him. Jungkook wishes you were with him right now, stroking his hard cock for him, begging him to cum for you.
He continues to scroll down your page, exclusively looking for explicit posts you’ve written about him. A few swipes later, he finds a new and different story you’ve posted. Jungkook presses on the thread and begins reading, smiling from excitement.
Jungkook roughly pushes me onto the bed, stripping me of my clothes.
“Wet as fuck, baby. All for me, right?” Jungkook eyes down my figure, pulling me to the edge of the bed as he takes off my shorts, leaving me in only my underwear.
“Yeah, Kook, just for you, please don’t tease,.” I beg Jungkook as he traces my slit through my panties, sticking them more to my core than before.
Jungkook quickens the pace he strokes his cock at, imagining you, the mystery writer, laying spread out in front of him in your little panties, giving him a full view of your ass and pussy. If you were here, he’d toy with your pussy outside of your underwear, tracing his finger over your lower lips, making sure to press down on your tight, soaked hole, smacking your ass after watching it jiggle. His pace never stops, nipples becoming hard from the cold air in his room, yet every other part of his body is on fire.
“Gonna give you what you want,” Jungkook begins as he pulls down my panties and throws them onto the floor. He lowers himself in front of me, eyeing my soaked cunt, clit begging for some sort of stimulation. He begins by kissing my inner thighs a few times, occasionally biting on them, causing me to whimper in pain.
After a minute of teasing, he finally brings his lips to my cunt, giving it a long, slow lick from my hole to my clit.
“Shit,” Jungkook groans, eating pussy is one of his favorite things to do. It’s crazy how you’ve been writing about all the things he likes. His cock twitches at the thought of having his head between your thighs, imagining your pussy to be plump and soaked for him, clit throbbing whenever his nose bumps into it. He groans out, never stopping the pace he strokes his veiny cock at, wishing he could have the taste of you in his mouth.
“L-like that, Kook,.” I beg him as he devours me like I’m his last meal. He doesn’t take a moment to breathe, but instead constantly sucks on my clit, occasionally moving down to lick at my quivering hole. However, he stops and removes his face from my pussy. His face is covered in my wetness, some of it on the tip of his nose to his chin.
“Sit up,” he demands me while he lays down on his back. That's it? He’s not going to finish the job?
I sit up and stare at him in confusion when the next few words he says makes my pussy clench in desire.
“Ride my face. C’mon, babe.” Jungkook urges me to straddle his face. I’ve never sat on his face, but I’m not opposed to it.
I straddle him, his eyes staring straight into mine as he grabs the back of my thighs, wasting no time in urging me to sit on his face. When I finally lower myself onto him, I jolt from the pleasure. His nose begins to hit directly onto my clit, wet tongue proding at my hole.
“Fuck, feels so good, Kook, d-dont stop,” I plead him, my legs shaking on each side of his head. His tongue and nose constantly working on my pussy has me lightheaded, my words becoming squeals and whines. I decide to be bold, slightly rocking my hips back and forth across his face, lifting myself up every few seconds to let him breathe.
Jungkook fists his cock at a fast, rough pace. Your words were perfect and made it so realistic to imagine. Jungkook pants, “Fuckkk mh- yeah, like that, baby,” as he imagines you humping his face. His balls tighten, thinking about how tight and wet your pussy probably is. He dreams of your plump pussy constantly rubbing onto his nose and lips, maybe even feeling some of your shortly trimmed pubes brush against his skin.
Jungkook is so fucking close, losing it at the thought of your wetness still connecting your pussy to his mouth. His stomach clenches, eyes squeezing shut, feeling a dribble of sweat running down his defined abs. His cock is harder than ever in these past two weeks. His cock is begging to release all the cum he’s been holding in, balls tensing at the thought of cumming everywhere.
Jungkook can tell I’m close by the way I have a tight grip on his hair, and my constant begs to cum. He eventually complies and gives a final kiss to my pussy.
“Want you to come now. That good with you, baby?” He says as he shoves his mouth onto my poor swollen pussy, not even giving me the chance to answer him.
Jungkook doesn’t stop with his rough sucking and licks, determined to make me cum all over his face. My moans and begs are louder than before, my hands gripping his long, luscious hair. He brings all his attention to my clit, sucking on it harshly. My stomach snaps from all the pressure.
“Mh- cumming, Kook. C-cumming,” I cry out as I ride out my high on his tongue and lips, not stopping until I soak his entire face.
Jungkook finally reaches his breaking point, hot white cum coating the back of his hand and stomach, a little seeping onto his belly button. He continues to milk his cock dry until he whimpers from the overstimulation. He just can’t stop. Not knowing who you are or how you look makes the situation even hotter. You don’t have to show him how you look, your words are just enough to make him cum.
Jungkook finally stops stroking his cock, but leaves his tattooed hand there. It might’ve been the little bit of horniness left in him, but he decides to be a little bold. He clicks on your account, scrolls to the top of your page and presses the little message button in the top right corner, and at that he sends you the message.
“hey, your writing is amazing and i cant lie turns me on a lot. Wanna see if u can put those words to good use bby:)”
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a/n: hi guys! i really hope you enjoyed part 1 of sdkmn! this is my very first fic ever and im glad to share it yall finally!! i have no idea when part 2 will be sooo pls dont ask LOL but i hope yall enjoyed it and are ready for the next part! pls don’t be shy to share or reblog they are very much appreciated! id also like to thank @dollfaceksj and @peachypinkygloss for helping me so much through the writing process and making this story 10x better!! my asks are always open and i hope yall stay tuned for part 2! thank youuu🫶🏻🥹💞 -eli
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Let me put this out here: get to know me
This is just the basics:
1. I am the type of person Who gives everyone a first chance unless you're phobic, racist or ableist.
2. I am the type of person who Gives everyone a second chance unless you hurt someone else not just me. OR if you do something way too big to let slip.
3. I'm friendly to everyone why? because this world is shit. We need to be kinder to one another especially when this world is so disability and mental health unfriendly to us. Im not trying to "be liked by everyone" while yes that'd be nice. Im simply trying to treat everyone as the humans with emotions and souls that they are.
3.1: I am a huge mental health / disability advocate and I am Pro LGBTQIA+ and Pro freedom of choice, expression and speech. I am very big on my body my choice. I'm not going to judge you if you have a disability or mental health issue. I do too, lots of em.
4. I am an ambivert, I love to be around people like an extrovert but I have anxiety like an introvert and burn out fast and recharge like an introvert
5. I am a Sagittarius, King and an INFP do with that what you will.
6. My birthday is december 21st and winter is my favourite season
7. Im canadian. My milk IS in bags and I love Poutine. and I do happen to say eh quite a lot just not in the ways people think lmao
8. I do not talk about politics or religion. I prefer to stay away from such topics because conflicting opinions ruin friendships I also find them boring topics personally.
9. I'm asexual and s*x repulsed. So I do not want to see gibbly bits nor do I want to hear about your s*x life with all due respect. You do you, I do me.
9.1: However I have an NSFW channel in my own server and I am okay with. Tasteful NSFW / Kink FanArt (Think the leaf and pasty covers in BG3) I am okay with NSFW fanfictions, I will just skip past the NSFW part skimming to get back to the plot, I am okay with dirty jokes just if they are overly explicit I'd prefer they aren't explained if I do not get them because im personally not interested and explaining a joke of this nature is uncomfortable and seems pushy / forceful to me if I say I'd rather not know.
9.2: I am not okay with, Any photos involving real people tasteful nudity or otherwise. Non tasteful nudity (gibbly bits) of Fanart or real people. Any sort of kink photos of real people. Being forced into sexual situations or games. Hearing about someones s*x life (the exception is if you have been assaulted and need an ear, that falls under mental health for me and does not count)
more gritty personal details will be over on @angelicasks1007 and asks are open if you have any questions on that tumblr
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𝕋𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 ℙ𝕥 𝟙 | 𝔻𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕒
idk what this is it's an idea I had at like 4am lmao. sorry if the pictures are annoying :')
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warnings: light swearing, mentions of sexual activities
word count: 698 and eight pictures :/
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tag list: @lostlastsforever756, @pearplate, @sapphicsarahpaulson, @rainbow-hedgehog, @sarahp-stan, @fand0m-obsess3d-g33k, @dreamer-queen
if you want to be added to the tag list, message/ask me and I’ll be sure to do so :)
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You sighed, falling onto your back on the bed with an oof. Picking up your phone, you scrolled through it, completely bored. Cordelia was out and no one else was available to do anything with, so you had to find something else to do to occupy your time. However you couldn't think of anything. So, having no idea what else to do, you started a conversation with Madison. She seemed to be out at a part or something, she didn't tell you details. Eventually you remembered something that you had wanted to show her, so you scrolled through your camera roll before selecting the image and sending it to her, a meme with the words “let me ride your thigh with nothing on but your blouse”.
You felt your face heat up in a bright blush and you slammed your phone down for a minute. As if you'd ever have the balls to send something like that to Cordelia. And you let the blonde starlet know that, because you were not having any of her bullshit today.
That was the one you had wanted to send to Cordelia, not the first one. But apparently Madison didn't approve, so you sighed and continued to tell her that you were NOT going to send that other picture to Cordelia. Finally she seemed to get the idea, but you no longer wanted to talk to her, deciding to check up on your girlfriend instead.
So you ended the conversation, scoffing in annoyance at your friend's antics. Quickly, you tapped out of the conversation and opened Cordelia's, typing out a quick message to try and continue to help your overwhelming boredom. The two of you made short conversation about where she was, since you knew she had a few stops to make that day.
Finally deciding to actually do what you wanted, you once again scrolled through your camera roll and chose another image, sending it without taking too much of a look at it, since just as you tapped on it Madison sent you another message, which distracted you, and all you saw was the send bubble.
You rolled your eyes at the question. You knew Madison and Zoe had something going on in the back, but you couldn't tell for sure, so you just typed out a quick message before returning to your chat with Cordelia.
And when you did your face once again flushed and you gasped sharply, eyes popping open wide. Not bothering to even look at what Cordelia had said in response you began to panic and frantically tapped at your keyboard, trying to make up for whatever the fuck you had just did. You flopped your head back onto your pillows hard when you sent them, trying not to combust in embarrassment.
A minute passed before you heard the ding of another received message and you prayed it wasn't Cordelia about to scold you. So when you opened them you were...pleasantly surprised? Shocked was another way to put it, and you had literally no idea how to respond.
So you just set your phone down, clasping your hands over your stomach and staring at the ceiling in paralyzed shock. This should be interesting.
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When was the last time you did clay work/pottery?
The one time I did pottery was I thinkkkkk during our trip to Vigan? Somewhere up north, anyway. That was around 3 or 4 years ago.
Do you like art, hate it or just not mind it?
I love looking at art and can be in museums all day long; but I hate analyzing it and having to read into metaphors or symbolisms. I just appreciate the brush strokes, the colors used...basically the skills and hard work that went into the artwork.
If you had to choose would you prefer dull pain for 12 hours or sharp for 2?
Sharp for two, plz. I have had dull headaches all week that have lasted into the night and I absolutely hate it.
Koala or Kangaroo?
I like either.
Do you know the words to the national anthem of your country?
Of course.
Is your country ruled by a president, prime minister, queen or other?
President. Our current one’s an incompetent one, but yeah a president I guess.
Does blue occur in your national flag?
Yes. We place the blue section on top when the country’s at peace, and we flip it to the bottom side if we’re otherwise at war - fortunately I’ve never seen the red be put on top throughout my lifetime so far.
Talking of flags. Do you like football/soccer?
I’ve personally never seen the appeal of either, but that’s just me.
If yes, do you play and what position? If not, leave blank.
Would you rather be a Model, Famous Scientist, Singer or Chef?
I’d like to be a scientist, just not a famous one. Like can I just be lowkey smart? Lmao
Would you rather be a pilot, crime scene investigator or estate agent?
Pilot. That would have been so rad. I have a friend who flies nearly every week and his photos always look awesome. Maybe I’ll take lessons one day.
Does making others happy really make you feel happy?
It’s my main way of keeping happy.
What color literally doesn't appear in your wardrobe at all?
Purple. Never looked good on me. I wanna add orange since I dislike the color as well, but I remember the orange top I have that I never got around to throwing out. I’m pretty sure I also don’t own any brown.
Do you actually read the answers others give to your surveys [I do]?
Yes. Sometimes I’ll be gone for several days and there’ll be so many new survey entries that I can’t always read everyone’s answers, but for the most part I do try to take a look at the ones I see.
Did you ever swear at a teacher in school? Why?
I’ve sworn at them behind their backs, but that’s it.
Have you ever pricked your finger on Holly or another 'sharp' plant?
I’ve definitely been a victim of thorns before.
Speaking of Holly, do you adore Christmas or does it bug you?
It makes me lonely for the most part. But I was happy this year because my dad was home, and both sides of my family managed to make get-togethers work while still following protocol.
Have you ever wrote your own short story?
I tried writing fanfiction when I first discovered them, but that was when I learned I was unbelievably terrible with fictional work. My career as a budding author did not last any longer than two weeks, lmao.
What about a novel? Or perhaps you started and couldn't finish?
Nope. I believe I tried this as well, but I just didn’t have both the creativity and commitment for it.
Either of the above, if this was the case, place short synopsis here:
Couples I shipped and that is cringey enough so that is all you need to know.
Do you prefer SciFi/Fantasy/Action/Horror or Rom/Com/RealLife?
When it comes to fanfiction still? Or just in general? I like stories that are most likely to happen in real life, so I enjoy dramas the most. Romcoms are also cute and they’re what I turn to whenever I need to de-stress. I do like horror as well but my interest has waned a bit through the years; sci-fi is a hit or miss for me; I don’t hold any interest for either fantasy or action.
What do you have a lot of faith in [note: can be anything]?
It’s hard to hold a lot of that these days.
Think of a material thing you want. Name it here (material, made or bought]
Right now I want a projector. I keep YouTube videos playing on my phone throughout my shift to serve as background noise, but I wish I had a bigger screen :( I have a blank wall in my room so a projector would be perfect rn.
Would $100/$60 be enough for this item?
I can definitely find a projector in that price range on Shopee, lol.
How about $1000/$600?
That’s more than enough and can get me a high-end projector at this point.
Would you rather have a big house, a lot of kids or a high flying job?
The last one is a priority for me now.
Have you ever been to a creepy/haunted/abandoned place?
I’ve been to many places rumored to be haunted, like particular spots in my high school.
What did it look like and what were the circumstances?
Idk the so-called haunted areas in my school were all everyday spots, like certain washrooms and the penthouse in the high school building. An outsider probably wouldn’t suspect they were haunted unless someone else told them.
It’s nearing 10:30 PM and it’s pitch-black in my room, so I’d rather not explain the stories behind the ~haunted spots LOL
What's your favorite dip?
Depends on what food I’m dipping? There are so many kinds of dips, dude.
Chocolate Cookies or Fudge Brownies?
Just chocolate cookies? As in double chocolate, not chocolate chip? I never liked that flavor. I’m going with fudge brownies.
I give you a little baby puppy. What do you name him?
It will depend on their personality. Cooper was a smartass from the get-go so we named him after Sheldon Cooper.
Is crime a big problem in your area?
Not in my city, fortunately. But my country generally doesn’t have a good rep when it comes to crime. I always hear of unjust killings every week, if not every day.
What's your town/city most well known for?
Being on a mountain, a famous biking spot, a famous climbing spot, the view of the metro it gives at night.
Do you know a Jack? What's he like?
I don’t think so. No one is coming to mind.
How about a Lisa? What's she like?
Our neighbor from my childhood home is a Lisa. I have not seen her since I was like 10, so I have no clue how she’s doing these days.
Are most your friends older, younger or the same age as you?
Same age, since most of my friends are the people I went to high school/college with.
Do you subconsciously hang out with those with the same star sign as you or as each other, perhaps due to certain personality traits? Think about it:
Astrology makes me cringe.
Name 5 objects that you don't have but would like right now?
A 2021 planner, scented candles, Ivy Park merch, a massage pillow, skincare products.
When you have children, would you like twins?
Probably not.
Do you know any twins? If so, what are they called?
Yeah I was classmates with a pair in an English elective I had in college. We ended up being friends that semester, but we don’t interact much anymore. I’m not giving away their names, but I’m sad that I was never able to tell them apart :/
If you were given the choice to choose your child’s gender, would you?
Absolutely yeah, if it were possible. I’d preferably have all girls.
What instrument would you love to learn how to play?
The piano.
Does the sound of knocking/tapping startle you?
If it comes out as a loud thud, yeah. It’s more likely to irritate me, though.
What's the scariest story/urban legend/creepypasta etc you heard?
Skipping this as it’s nearing 10:45 PM and I don’t need any images to come to mind right now lol
Do you miss someone currently?
Always.
When was the last time you were in hospital? What for [if comfy saying]?
Needed to get a urine and blood test to check my platelet count, because my parents and I thought I had dengue.
When was the last time you went to the dentist?
December 2019 when I needed a pesky toothache dealt with ASAP, and when my dentist discovered a decayed tooth that needed to be removed.
Do you get along well with your family doctor/your doctor?
We don’t have a family doctor. I only go to the doctor when I’m sick, and we go to different ones every time haha.
What personality trait does nearly everyone in your family seem to have?
Everyone hides their emotions, to a point that it’s unhealthy. No one just wants to address the elephant in the room, which is precisely a part of the problem. I’m 100% certain we are all suffering and fighting our own battles quietly.
The survey’s ended. I hope you enjoyed it. :)
This was a pleasant one to take :)
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The Peaky Designer - Cillian Fanfic, Chapter 22
Hello, welcome back. Below is the next instalment of my fanfiction!
Leave a like or a comment if you liked it, or if I can do anything better! Please, it would mean the world and to understand if anyone is enjoying my writing. Also, sharing/reblogging would be even better.
PLEASE READ:
I will not be including Cillian’s family as it’s kinda weird since he has children lmao. Just a mention of his parents and a previous lover.
I will indicate in a chapter if there is smut in the beginning and before the actual scene!!
I will add trigger warnings if there is any!!
There is a variety of levels of swearing during a chapter, I will not hold back, everyone swears.
The timestamp for the Fic is now 2016 and onwards!!
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Background: Gabrijela Babic is a Croatian girl from Sydney, Australia. She is born in the year 1991 on the 24th of December. She studies a Fashion degree in a University with a major in Game Design as well. Her teacher in the fashion designer class managed to nail an Internship on the set of Peaky Blinders with the shows very own Costume Designer, Allison McCosh. There, she travels to London for under a year to learn how to be one, working alongside the actors as well the man she admires, Cillian Murphy. But, her platonic feelings for the man begins to grow into something more, and she wonders whether she should pursue them or let him go for fear of her strict parents and her three older brothers…
Characters:
Swantje Paulina as Gabrijela Babic (swalina on Instagram)
Cillian Murphy
Word Count: 8,912
!!Warnings!!: Sex scenes early in the chapter
Date: February 2017
Chapter Name: Dinner at a Wogs House
Brief Chapter Outline: Gabrijela and Cillian go on a quick shopping spree before it’s time for the gentle Irish man to meet Gabrijela’s very large family...
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"Cillian!" Gabrijela drawled out his name as his arms slid around her and she was pulled back on the bed and grunted softly. "You must let me go." She whined.
He clutched her close to his body and tangled his legs in hers, "I don't want you to go." He kissed her neck and knew how much she liked it. And how it turned her on.
She let out a soft sigh as she reached back and tangled her hand into his hair, "Cillian... Baby... You can't... Make me... Stay... I'll be late for work..." She felt his body move on top of hers and she was pinned to the bed. She was so sensitive since yesterday but she was growing wet and aching already for him. She didn't fight him off when he pushed off her tights and underwear, then felt his cock rest on her ass before he was in her. She gripped the sheets as she let out a moan.
Cillian took her hands in his, lacing his fingers and started to thrust into her. His little quickie with her turned into thirty minutes of absolutely making love to her body. He loved the way she made blissful expressions and her grip on his shoulders when he turned her around to finish in her a third time. He grinned at her when he slowed down and kept his hips pressed to hers.
"You are such a bastard." She moaned as he thrust into her once more. "Cillian... Please. God. I-I do have to go." She laughed as he kissed her neck.
"Okay. Okay." He laughed with her and pushed himself off her and pulled out with a soft groan and laid back on the bed to watch her.
Gabrijela rolled her eyes as she went to the bathroom to clean up a bit and then came out to pull on her thong and her tights.
"So beautiful." He commented as he admired her, "Come here."
She raised a brow and came to the edge of the bed as he moved close to a sitting position. He placed his hands on her hips and pushed up her shirt to reveal her tummy, "Be good." He murmured to her tummy and pressed soft kisses in a heart shape.
Gab felt tears in her eyes as she gently laid her hands on his head and had the biggest smile ever, "I love you, Cillian. You will make a perfect father." She met his gaze and leaned down to kiss him softly.
"My wonderful girl, she's going to be an as equally perfect mother." He smiled and kissed her lovingly.
She giggled, "I'll see you later, baby." She kissed his forehead as she pulled away and tugged on her sneakers, "I will call you when I get to work, when I have lunch and when I leave to see you tonight."
"Alright. Can't wait to see you, my love. Have a wonderful day." He squeezed her sides and she turned to leave for work.
Work went swiftly but she was itching to get back to the hotel room and see her lover. When lunch came around she called him and they chatted, he was at the Queen Victoria Building and checking the shops out and had bought some... Things. She knew he found something for her and she grumbled, "You should save your money for yourself!"
"Yes... Nah. I don't need to. Want to get something nice for you." He mused.
"Valentine's day is over, babe." She said as she took a bite into her chicken wrap she got from Le Wrap.
"Yeah, but the sales! You know I love a good sale." He retorted.
"Oh, so I'm only good enough for sales?" She teased.
"Oh no, you are worth every cent in the whole world." He replied with a smile.
"Aw, Cilly. You sweetheart." She blew him a kiss, "Also make sure you look for a suit. We got tomorrow only before we leave on Friday." She reminded him.
"Already on it, beautiful." He said.
"Okay. Good boy. I better go. Have to go back to workin'." She said and they said their good-byes and she hung up.
Then her mother called.
She groaned and picked up, "Hello?"
"Hi, darling. How are you going?" She asked her.
"Fine. Finishing lunch and about to head back to work. You?" She replied as she packed up her rubbish and slowly made her way back up to her work.
"I'm fine. I've been meaning to ask you something." She continued hesitantly.
Gab leaned against a railing in front of her work, "Yeah?"
There was a pause, "When will you come back home? Your dad has calmed down and wants you back here."
She sighed, "If only you promise me you won't make any more unnecessary comments on who I can see or be with."
Her mum seemed to reply much longer before she sighed, "Gabrijela you know we worry about you. With what happened with your ex-"
"He is nothing like my ex, mum. He is absolutely perfect. You haven't even met him. Why make such harsh assumptions?" Gab frowned and sounded hurt. "You've seen the photos on Facebook anyway, does he seem like a cruel man?
"I'm sorry darling. Alright. Why don't we have dinner tomorrow night then? I'll get dad to cook up a barbeque." Her mum replied.
"Okay. That sounds wonderful. Have to come back anyway to pack up for Friday. I'll be going in my own car with Cillian since he's invited to. So you don't have to worry too much." She said.
"Alright, we will see you tomorrow. Love you." She said.
"Before you go, will everyone be there?" Gab asked.
"They will. They all want to meet your... Boyfriend." Her mum said.
"Ugh... Fine. I'll give him a warning." Gab huffed.
"Only good things. Have fun at work. Love you." She said.
"Love you too, mum," Gab replied and head back to work.
Work went swiftly and she bought some boxers for Cillian and some other clothing wear. She gave him a call that she was heading back and had some news for him. When she arrived at the room he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, "My love." She murmured against his lips as he carried her to the bed.
"Hello. How was work?" He kissed her lovingly.
"It was good. I missed you a lot." She smiled and cupped his face before her eyes caught some bags near the dresser.
"I've missed you too. I got you something." He said as he pulled back and handed her a black bag.
"Oh? Have you now?" She took the bag and pulled out the box inside. She popped the lid and gasped as she pulled out the items. It was a very sexy lingerie piece, it was red and lacy. The bra was more of a bralette with wire for some support, the thong was strappy and also had matching shorties. Beneath it was a silk red slip with twin high thigh splits with a bit of lace at the neckline. "Oh, Cillian! You sneaky man." She leaned up and kissed him.
"You like it?" He asked as he watched her put the slip against her.
"It's perfect. I love it so much." She nodded as she packed it up neatly in the box. "Thanks, Cilly." She stood and kissed him. "I got something for you too." She mused as she stepped back and handed him a Bonds bag.
"You didn't need to." He said as he took the bag and pulled out the things. "Oh damn, I do need new boxers. And sleepwear. Thanks, my love. I love it." He leaned in and kissed her sweetly.
"Good. I was sick of seeing those rags you drag around." She nipped his jaw.
"I can chuck them out now." He nodded.
She giggled, "What's the plan tonight?" She asked.
"Don't know. Dinner?" He asked.
"Alright. My shout though. I know a place. Just casual though." She said and they got ready. She didn't apply any make-up since she had some on already, just combed back her hair and pulled on a white playsuit with gold downwards stripes, it had off the shoulder frilly sleeves. She topped it off with black high-top chucks and posed in the mirror.
"Wonderful," Cillian said as he fixed the collar of his dark blue shirt and then patted his jeans down. "How do I look?"
"Ravishing." She stuck her tongue out and came over, kissing his cheek, "Let's go my love."
They headed to the harbour once more and she took him to a restaurant called Olivio's. There she told him about tomorrow night and the dinner with her family.
"Already?" He cocked a brow as he took a sip of his red.
"Yeah. The whole squad is gonna be there. So let's hope the kids will keep the air soft and relaxed. I am not up for any arguments." She sat back.
"Mm." Cillian nodded. Gabrijela told him once that her family, especially her parents, were harsh critics on her life and anything she did. Even to who she saw and was with and he wondered what their opinions were of him dating their young daughter. He could most likely see their point as there is a clear issue: The age gap. But he wasn't going to let that come between him or Gab. He would love her endlessly.
"You don't sound so sure." She tilted her head to the side.
"No, I am sure. I guess I will take it as it is. We can only see how it goes tomorrow. You think telling them your pregnant is too early?" He asked.
"Oh most definitely yes. I... That is way too early. Only there to let them meet you and like you before we can tell them another time." But she knew time was ticking and they had to come clean in the next week or so. Before Cillian would leave to go back to Dublin and soon after start filming.
Cillian knew her thoughts and reached over to take her hand and squeezed it, "Together we will." He murmured gently.
"I know." She smiled and squeezed his hand back.
Their food came and they dug in, she changed the subject and told him she had found a place for them on the South Coast, a place called Gillards Beach which was just before Tathra, a small coastal town. It was like wild camping, no electricity and no showers but had toilets. Cillian seemed eager and she reminded him she would bring plenty of water to refresh themselves. He was still excited either way and told her of a story when he was a boy and camped with his family. The night was light and airy with a lovely summer breeze. They spent the night walking the harbour, hand in hand and talking about new songs that were coming out. They took more cute selfies, sat on the steps cuddled close and kissed. Her legs were hooked over his and she cupped his face with a hand and gave him soft kisses, "Have I told you how much I love you?" She murmured.
"Always." He leaned in, returning her kisses, "Have I told you how much I love you?"
"Every day, every hour, every minute to the last second." She deepened the kiss, her hand now on the back of his head.
His arms circled around her to draw her in closer and they held their kiss. There was a flash and he opened his eyes to see some girls some meters away from them whispering fast as they did something on their phone, when they looked up the girl lost her smile a little and knew she was caught. "Hold up," Cillian said against Gabrijela's lips as he stood and wandered over.
Gab raised a brow and crossed her leg, watching him come to the girls. She could hear the conversation.
"Girls." Cillian smiled at them and they smiled back.
"Hi, Cillian." One said with a blush.
"Hello." The other replied.
"I'm going to cut this short and sweet. I'd appreciate if you didn't take photos of me with my girlfriend, I'd like you to know I am not a fan of sneaky photos while I'm out and about. It is quite rude and not fair for myself or my girlfriend to have strangers have photo's of us together and posting them without our consent." Cillian explained with politeness, Gabrijela's heart swooned.
"Oh... But... Okay. I understand. But there are photos already circulating, the ones she's posted." The girl said.
"Well, I've given her consent to post them. She can do what she likes because I trust her. Besides, she does not post much anyway. She does show me what she posts and I'm happy for her to express her happiness like that." Cillian said. "So if it would be no trouble, but to delete the ones you just took." He was stern but kind and watched the girl delete the photos. Even in her secondary trash so there was no evidence left on her phone. "I appreciate that a lot." He smiled.
Gabrijela came over and giggled, "Okay. Enough hassling the girls. Why don't you sit with them and I'll take a photo? Come on you butt, I know you love to smile." She pinched his arm and he chuckled.
"So demanding." He mumbled and took his spot between the girls. He wrapped his arms around them both as Gabrijela used the girl's phone to snap a picture.
"Perfecto! Here you go, girls. I hope my man wasn't too harsh." She slipped her hand in Cillians.
"No, of course not. He was very kind. Thank you." They both blushed, "You're so lucky."
"I know. Couldn't ask for anyone better. Don't ever settle on something you know you don't like. You'll find that person eventually." Gab glanced up at Cillian and had the most loving smile ever.
The girls made an 'aw' sound and mentioned how cute they were before congratulating Cillian on his recent season of Peaky Blinders. Gab kept it short when it came to her falling in love and did not go into much detail before they had to go. The girls waved as they scurried away.
"I wasn't too harsh, was I?" Cillian wrapped his arms around her as they stood there.
"No. I think what you said was good and polite. You know what you like and don't like and made sure to remind those girls. You are a good man, and I love you." She kissed him softly.
"I love you too," He said and kissed her back deeply.
They headed back to the hotel room to have a very sensual bath together where they kissed and touched each other. It was Cillian's idea as he treated her all night long, taking her slow and easy, his hands roving over her skin and his lips kissing spots on her body which she didn't know would feel good. He wanted to remind her again who she was to him and how much she meant to him, his body driving into hers in pleasurable hard thrusts. When they were both done they snuggled close to each other and fell asleep like that.
Next-Day...
They wandered the streets of Sydney, going to every suit place they could come by. Tried things on but Gabrijela didn't like his choices nor where they went to. They had a bit of a heated argument about Cillian getting frustrated with the constant shake of her head and not liking anything he tried on.
"I don't want you to look daggy." She said as they left the fifth suit store now.
"I know that. But they did look good on me!" He shot back as they came to another store, Peter Jackson.
"Of course but I'm telling you this store is good. Dom and Leo got their suits here for their weddings and they were perfect." Gab countered.
Cillian sighed and let her guide him into the store. She made quick conversation with the guy that greeted them and it was time to change into the various things she picked out. An hour and a half later... It was done.
Gabrijela came behind him and beamed as she hugged him, "Wow." She murmured.
The jacket and pants were a shade of gunmetal blue, maybe a bit more on the blue side with a dark ashy grey buttoned-down shirt. He insisted he would use his own black shoes but Gabrijela got him to wear a pair from the store. "I look good?" He asked and smiled.
"Like a snack." She nodded and pulled away to walk around him, running her hand along his arms and his back before she stopped before him, her hands on his waist.
"I like it." He grinned at her as he placed his hands on her shoulders, "But I really don't think I need one... I do have-"
"Shut it. I like this one, it's not even tailored and it fits you perfectly." She leaned up and kissed him softly.
"Alright, boss. Whatever you say." He laughed softly, his voice doing that cute little crack as he returned to kiss her deeply.
Someone cleared their throat, "How is the suit?" The male worked chuckled.
Gab blushed, "I like it. I think I will take it." Cillian replied as his arm snaked around her waist.
"Fantastic. I'll give you a great deal." He said with a smile.
Cillian disappeared back into the changing room and came back out soon after. Gabrijela took the clothing from him, "Everything?" He asked.
"Yep. Everything." She brought the things to the counter. A good deal was done and Gabrijela wanted to pay.
"No. I will." Cillian cocked an eyebrow as she faced him.
"You can buy my dress if that makes you happy?" She grinned.
He grounded his teeth together and nodded, "Fine." His hand went down her back and squeezed her ass and she giggled. Then it was off to a shop she knew and had booked an appointment with.
"Woah, how is this a formal place?" He asked as they entered a store that was just full of wedding dresses.
"They got a second and third level, dummy." She laughed and talked to a lady who disappeared upstairs. They hovered about and Cillian took this time to watch Gabrijela run her hands along with the multitude of dresses and smiling softly. He could see in her eyes the yearning for one of these dresses, he could see her in one...
"I love wedding dresses." She said as she came over to him.
"Yeah?" He asked with a smile.
"Mhm, I don't think I could pinpoint a favourite." She giggled. Cillian could only smile more and wrap an arm around her.
"Hello, Gabrijela! Great to see you again!" An older woman came over and the pair hugged.
"Hi, Sasha. It's good to see you again. We just came back from suit shopping." Gab smiled wide.
"Oh? What for?" She asked as she glanced at Cillian.
"A wedding," Gabrijela said.
"Wedding? You didn't tell me you were getting married!" Her eyes widened with shock.
"No!" Gab laughed and shook her head, "Sorry. I meant we are going to a wedding. Driving up tomorrow. So I need the dress by today."
Sasha nodded, "Right! Okay, well let's head up and start to see what you are after." Sasha said.
Gabrijela introduced Cillian to Sasha before it was time to explore what they had. Gabrijela changed countless times, showing it off for Cillian who was now being a pain in the ass when he didn't like any. But he did like the super tight ones. Gab rolled her eyes but when the last dress came... Gabrijela was in love instantly. The dress was satin and sparkly all over. It was royal blue but you couldn't really tell from the sparkles and the shades of blue it had, it was more grey-blue really. Much like a galaxy. The neckline was a half V-plunge and an open back criss-cross strap. It came to the floor and with good heels, it didn't drag along. She twirled on the raised floor and was in amazement. "I love this." She whispered.
"I do too." Cillian came to her side. He had changed into his suit as well so they could see if they would compliment each other. Her dress brought out the blues in his outfit. They were perfect.
They looked at each other and laughed softly.
"We look perfect." She said as she slipped her arm around his waist. "I got the right nude heels." She mused. She took a photo of them together before she changed and Cillian paid. It was way more than his suit but he was adamant on paying.
Gab checked the time and they had to head back to the hotel to get ready for tonight. It was already four in the afternoon. They left the store and got ready at the hotel with Gabrijela going for a shower first then Cillian after. She kept it casual but nice, reminding her family as well that she didn't want this to be formal whatsoever. She pulled on shorts and a soft cotton pale yellow top that had six pictures of flowers. She pulled out what she wanted Cillian to wear, his trademark black skinny jeans and her favourite buttoned top he had, a dark blue colour that had a barely visible black checkered design. She liked it because when he rolled the sleeves up and flexed his arms... She could see the tense muscle show. She shivered at the thought and packed her stuff up into her bags, she wondered if Cillian should do the same...
He came out and looked at the things she laid out, "Isn't that a bit casual?" He asked.
"I don't want this formal or you trying to impress my family. Just be you." She gulped as she stared at him. He was in just his CK's and... Fuck. "God, you make me horny."
Cillian barked out a laugh as he sprayed on his cologne and combed back his hair, "Do I now?" He asked and she had come to his side, "Gab, we need to go soon-" He grunted when she gripped his cock and his arm wrapped around her, "G-Gabrijela."
"Yeah, but... I want to feel you." She mused and got him to sit back on the bed as she knelt between his knees, "You know, I barely get to do this for you." She pulled him out, tucking the band of his underwear under his balls. She continued to pump him slowly, making him harder.
"I know... But I get carried away at making you moan instead. Shit..." He leaned back on his hands, his cock now stiff in her soft palm. The feeling was so good, he wished he could let her do this to him often but he'd get so worked up he wanted to just fuck her. Like right now, he wanted to be in her, thrusting his hips and watch how her body would react to him. He looked back down at her fast strokes until her head came down and he felt those warm lips wrap around the head of his cock. Then further down she went, down, down, down... Until he was entirely in her mouth and she began to bob her head. Maybe he should control himself next time she did this, fuck the pleasure of her mouth was so good. He could feel her tongue push against his shaft and it felt like she was rubbing him in that way, it made another loud groan come from him as he placed his hand on the back of her head. "That's it Gabbie... Fuck. Keep doing that- Shit I love that!" Curses fell from his lips and he fought back from just thrusting into her mouth. He remembered when he did, how much she loved it and came multiple times from it... He couldn't help it and had a steady pace going and she did truly enjoy it.
Gab moaned around him, he took control now and her mouth was just a hole he needed to fuck. She felt her core throb and knew her panties were soaked. She liked this side of him and she simply held his hips and let him do his thing.
It wasn't long when Cillian let out hard gasps and pants followed with moans, his mouth parted and brows knitted together, "Yes... Yes... Yes... Yes!" He repeated, his voice cracking before he thrust up and held his hips to her face and came in her mouth, his head thrown back as her name was shouted to the heavens. He collapsed back and breathed fast as he felt her mouth leave his cock.
"God, Cillian." She laughed as she wiped her lips and chin. He made a mess of her face.
He glanced down as he sat up slowly, "Are you okay?" He asked watching her lick her fingers from his cum. The scene made his cock twitch a little.
"Always. That was fucking hot." She said as she knelt higher and pressed a kiss to his jaw. She was always hesitant to just kiss him right away, only letting him initiate it. Like he did now, pressing his lips to hers and kissed her deeply. She was then lifted into his lap then her shirt was pushed up along with her bra.
"Cillian you don't need to-" She moaned when his lips wrapped around her nipple and sucked hard. Her phone began to ring but she ignored it, chucking it on the bed when she felt his hand wiggle it's way into her shorts and began to stroke her soaking folds. She gasped and her hips began to roll in time with his hand, "Cillian baby." She was in total loss with pleasure. His hand worked her fast, his lips still attached to her lips.
Her phone rang again.
"Answer it." He said against her breast.
"What?" She gasped.
"The phone. Answer it." He said and let her grab her phone before he delved back in.
Her mother was wondering where they were and said she was leaving right now, her voice wavered when her climax was close. Her mother, of course, asked what was wrong but Gab said it was nothing and it was just the walk to the car. She was glad the conversation ended and she hung up the phone just as she cried out his name and came on his hand, "Such a bastard." She panted when he took his hand out and cleaned his fingers.
"You love it." He said and kissed her fiercely.
She giggled and couldn't disagree. But it was time to go. She took her bags she would take back home and prayed he would be able to stay the night there, it would make it easier for when she would come back from work and they could head out right away.
Cillian packed a bag for the days he would be away and stuffed them into her car and got in. She hooked her phone up and played a playlist they both made together and listened and sang. They arrived at the ferry and she parked in the car-park, "We'll have to catch the ferry across. But we got like a spare car that's left on the island."
"Wow... I forgot you lived on an island. That's cool." He pulled out the bags and they hopped on to the ferry that had just arrived. "What's the place called?"
"Scotlands Island." She said with a soft giggle.
"Interesting." He smiled and pulled her close.
Once across she got into the car but felt anxiety hit her, "I want you to know if you don't feel comfortable or happy, tell me or I don't know... Tug my pants or something to indicate it." She turned to him.
"I'm sure I will be okay, my love. Do not worry. Nothing will come between us." He leaned across and kissed her deeply.
"I hope so." She whispered.
He cupped her face, "I love you. And that's that. Nothing will stop me from loving you. Nothing."
She stared deeply into his eyes and nodded, "I love you. Okay. I know." She smiled and kissed him again, "Let's go, baby."
It was not even a minute when they circled the island and came to a beautiful modern, two-story house. It had a huge balcony and she could already see her family sitting outside and talking as she drove up the driveway. "Fuck I think... Oh my god, they even invited Teta and Tetak and my cousins..." She muttered as she parked the car.
"Who?" Cillian asked.
"Aunty and Uncle." She pressed her forehead to the steering wheel and sighed heavily.
"Come on love. We got this." He squeezed her thigh.
"We got this." She repeated and got out.
"Heyyyy! Gabrijela is here!" One of her cousins, David yelled out from the balcony. "Finally!"
She rolled her eyes and grinned up at him as she walked with Cillian to the door, bags in tow. It opened to reveal her mother who was smiling.
"Gabrijela. Good to see you." She hugged her daughter.
"Good to see you too, Mama," Gab replied as she stepped back.
"This is Cillian?" Her mother asked as she glanced at the man beside her.
"Yeah. Cillian, meet my mother, Liljana. Mama meet Cillian, my boyfriend." She said with no hint of fear, just confidence and truth.
"Lovely to meet you, come in, come in."
"Lovely to meet you too. I am happy to see you finally." Cillian smiled as he exchanged cheek kissing with her.
They entered the home. It was modern and had a short narrow hallway with high ceilings, it opened up to a living room that leads to the backyard, there were rooms and a set of polished wooden stairs that lead up to the second level.
"Mama I just need to drop these bags off then I'll come right out," Gabrijela said.
"Okay. Dad hasn't finished yet since he only just started." She smiled.
Gabrijela took Cillian through another big living room that had a kitchen attached to it. Her room was the furthest from the hustle and bustle and had a wonderful view of the water and beyond. She had wooden floors with a huge fluffy carpet under the low double bed. The walls were off white but were decorated with photos of the many birds he remembered she had shown.
But the first thing he noticed was a big birdcage in her room with a colourful parrot inside who was silently watching them.
"My god, is this the macaw you told me about?" He asked once he set the bag down and came to the cage.
"Yep. My little precious boy, Lucien." She giggled and came over and popped open the cage and let him out, "Say hello to Cillian." Gab smirked.
The parrot repeated 'Hello Cillian' and Cillian's eyes widened, "No way! Wow, you are a clever boy. I wonder who taught you." He slowly reached out a hand and touched him. "Silky."
She giggled, "He's my baby. Wait till you see the aviary." Gab said as she let the bird roam on top of the cage. She went to her bags and took out the dress and hung it up in the small walk-in wardrobe and left the pair to bond. When she came out Cillian was holding the Harlequin Macaw on his arm and continued to pet him.
"I'm taking him out to the balcony. He'll be our fighter," She smiled as she let Lucian sit on her shoulder.
"He won't fly away?" Cillian tilted his head to the side.
"He's flight trained and knows to come back if he does." She held his hand, "Doesn't panic over loud noises and all that."
"That is awesome." He squeezed her hand.
She took in a breath and walked with him out to the balcony, Croatian music was playing, the younger babies were in a pen and the older toddlers played with them but their keen-eyed parents watched them.
Then it was time to meet and greet, hug and kiss each other's cheeks and Gabrijela introducing Cillian to everyone before she was able to sit down. She had to do the whole 'explain how you two met' when Cillian was dragged away by Leo and her other two older brothers and her cousins.
Gab looked at him but he smiled and leaned down, giving her deep but quick kiss, "I'll be fine, my love." He touched her cheek gently.
"Okay. I love you." She said with a shy smile.
"I love you too." He said and kissed her again and walked off, a Corona in his hand.
Tatiana, who was beside her, wiggled her brows. Gab was probably the closest with her, "He is very handsome. Those eyes!" She gasped.
"I know. I can't get over how beautiful they are." She looked over and saw they were introducing him to her father. She frowned. "I should be there."
"Oh, don't worry. I made sure Leo would be a gentleman and if he ever screws up tonight he'll get a good lecture." Tatiana nodded.
"I hope the others do the same," Gab said and scratched her birds head, he could sense when she was uneasy.
Gabrijela continued to chat with the girls at the table, her mother watched her and listened to her explain this and that, until it came to sex...
"Of course we do. Why wouldn't we?" Gab cocked a brow when Carmen asked the question.
"And... You're fine with that? With... Him?" Carmen asked and Gabrijela knew that tone was scolding and trying to make it seem that having sex with an older man was disgusting.
"Yes. He's my boyfriend. He treats me good. You seem bothered, what for?" Gabrijela felt her nerves spike and she stared hard at Carmen. No one really liked her, she was barely ever around since she was a flight attendant and no one knew why David was still with her. She had a major attitude and always made any type of gathering or celebration about her.
"You use protection, Gabrijela?" Her mother asked finally.
"Of course we do. He was the one that wanted to and I the same. He's a good man, respects me and my boundaries and has never once made me upset. I love him and he loves me. Nothing will change that." Gabrijela stated and watched Carmen roll her eyes.
"Have you met his family?" Ema asked she was Antonio's wife. She was soft-spoken but wonderfully kind.
"Yeah, I have. He's the eldest, he's got a brother and two sisters. All have kids and are married. His family is absolutely lovely, I spent Christmas and New Year's there. I was gifted by his mother with that throw, scarf and the cookbook." Gab smiled softly. She cherished those gifts and couldn't wait to snuggle in that throw when it was winter.
"I want to know now that you said his siblings are married, has he been married before?" Carmen asked.
Gabrijela glanced at her mother who also seemed worried about that fact. "No. He did have someone some time back but he's been on his own before he met me. How is this relevant? Does it matter whether he was or wasn't?" What the fuck.
"Of course it does," Her mother cut in, "I do not want my daughter with someone who's a divorcee or had an unclear past. You know my opinion on this, Gabrijela."
"He's never been married, Mama. Only had a girlfriend who he didn't want a life with. He's a good man, why can't you see this?" Gab frowned. She was not going to let her mother or Carmen trample on her man.
Her mother was about to reply when the boys all returned, carrying over platers of food and set them on the table. Kids were seated in their seats before food was passed around and light chatter was made.
Gab could see her father who had a hard look in his eyes and watched Cillian occasionally, as well as her brothers and cousins. She really couldn't handle this 'male' aggro vibe that they were throwing towards Cillian. "What would you like, my love?" Gab took his plate and smiled.
"Bit of everything?" He placed his hand on her thigh, "Not too much though."
She was glad he was back at her side, his presence made her feel at ease right away. She filled his plate with the various things that were laid out and he did the same for her. Everyone dug in, the kids were chatting away and music continued to play.
Yet Gabrijela did not feel that light, cheery vibe. She felt like she was on a war field, afraid if she stepped anywhere a mine would blow up. But if that meant that she should take that risk and defend her man... She would. She would not let Cillian be attacked because some opinions could not be let go. It broke her heart.
The questions began to flow towards Cillian, simple yet curious questions such as:
Where did you go to school?
What is your family like?
Where do you live?
What work do you do? And when he explained more questions further on those answers.
Gabrijela was shit scared as he answered with ease. He did not back away or look uncomfortable. He was happy to answer the questions thrown at him, though he was still a little awkward and made jokes which to her surprise her family laughed. Though he was clear he wasn't up for any political debates or give his views on certain things. Her father seemed to not like it and began to complain and mention how people shouldn't be afraid or weak when it came to speaking your thoughts.
"I understand that but some opinions can hurt people. I do not think unnecessary talking of views or anything of the like should be done. Only if it comes to it and is to do with the current situation." Cillian replied with a cool demeanour.
Her father tried to counter it but her mother hushed him and spoke to him in Croatian. Then shook her head and looked back at Cillian, "I'd like to know one thing though as I am a concerned mother."
"Of course. Go ahead." Cillian said. Gabrijela slid her hand on to his thigh and he placed his hand over hers.
"Gabrijela mentioned you have siblings and that they are married... May I ask why you are not married?" Liljana asked and all eyes were on Cillian.
Gabrijela was panicking inside and gripped his thigh tightly. Her mother had a real nerve and she was pissed.
"I never found the one. I dated a woman quite some time ago and after that didn't work out I dated on and off. Work takes up half the year or more and when I do get time off I spend that time up at Cork with my family. I've learned that there are people out there who are not who they say they are and I have been screwed over from those people to many times to fully settle down." Cillian replied.
"And what makes Gabrijela different?" Leo asked, his face set serious.
Cillian glanced down at Gab, seeing the fear in her eyes and reached up to touch her face, "She is unlike any woman I've met. She has been nothing but real and truthful towards me the moment we met on set. She has such a big heart, her kindness shines so brightly in her eyes. She is mature, she knows her things, she is also playful and keeps me on my feet. We can talk for hours on end without boring each other...." He was smiling wide, the corners of his eyes crinkled, "I love her. And only her. I cannot see my life or future without her in it."
Gabrijela's heart swelled once more and it was like how she felt when she first fell in love with him. Warm, bright and happy. To be honest, she felt like that all day every day with him.
"What kind of future with her? Marriage?" Her father was the one who spoke.
Someone scoffed and Gab looked over and saw Carmen shaking her head a little.
"It is something we will discuss when we are both ready. But I can assure you, everyone here, I will not hurt her, I will not be unfaithful, I will care for her through and through. I know you are concerned about the age difference, but please, see past it. I love her. I really do love her and to have your blessing and understanding, it will mean so, so, so much. My parents had the same concern, and I understand it, but I am in no way here to use your daughter. Only spent every waking moment with her." Cillian ended it, looking directly at her parents and waiting for their reply.
Gab watched them too, their expression was unreadable.
"If what you say is true, then I give you my blessing. But know this, if you ever, ever hurt my little girl, you will regret it. I promise you that." Her father had a hard look but she could see he would let them be.
"Understood." Cillian nodded and looked at Gabrijela, squeezing her hand.
Gab needed to step away from the table and stood, "I'll um.. Clear the table." She said as she took plates and all that. Cillian automatically stood to help her, and after two or three rounds they stayed in the kitchen and was cleaning up the dishes.
"Gab? Are you okay?" Cillian asked as they stacked the dishes up in the dishwasher.
"I feel like... I don't know. I was... I was scared, Cillian. But fuck... You did so well. I-I thought you might've hated it-"
He took her hand once she shut the door to the machine, "I wasn't too fond of answering the questions but I did it so they could know who I am. If I plan to keep you forever, I gotta let them know who I am. I'm fine, my love. Really. It was intense, I must admit but... I think it went well." He pulled her close to his body, his arms loosely around her waist.
"You sure?" She whispered.
"Very. Now, let me kiss you. You look like you need one." Cillian smiled and leaned in and kissed her deeply.
Her hands slid up to his shoulders as she opened her mouth for him, losing herself into the passionate kiss.
Cillian loved kissing her like this, she tasted sweet from the lemon-lime and bitters she just drank, her fingers tightened in his hair as he heard a soft moan escape her.
"Wow, you two need a room!" Tatiana laughed as she came into the kitchen with Leah behind her who gave a light laugh.
The pair let go of each other and Gab blushed darkly, "Shut up."
"No! God, I wished Leo would kiss me like that. Fuck." Tatiana sighed with a shake of her head.
"Dom just gives me pecks." Leah pouted cutely.
"I can see you two share something special, and it's cute to see that." Tatiana smiled, watching how Cillian stuck close to Gab, "Despite what those oldies out there say, you two are good for each other."
Gabrijela smiled.
"I agree with Tati." Leah agreed.
"Thanks, girlies. I appreciate it a lot. Like, really. But I am glad Dad gave us his blessing. It makes things a little easier for me." Gab said.
"Just be who you are. Don't change yourself just because someone else doesn't like it." Tatiana told Gabrijela as she refilled her glass.
"Always. Thanks, Tatiana." Gab said and the two girls left them be.
"Ready to go back out?" Gab looked up at Cillian who watched her with love.
"Yeah. I am." He leaned down and kissed her deeply again.
"Damn you. You know I like that and that it turns me on." She hit his chest and he laughed.
"I have to put you in a good mood somehow." He nipped her bottom lip and she rolled her eyes and got Lucien back on to her shoulder.
"Bastard." She muttered and they headed back out.
The conversation was light around the table, Cillian was holding a steady conversation with Ante and it seemed they had similar bands they liked and were excitedly talking about it. Gab's brothers and cousins chimed into the conversation and it seemed they were liking him a lot, they were laughing and joking around. The air was looser and easy. The night wore on and Tatiana had gone to put her baby to sleep and when she came back it was time for Dom and Leah to head home to as well as her aunt and uncle and her cousins.
Everyone seemed to like Cillian a lot, he was extremely friendly and kind and had some time with the babies and kids. The younger ones loved him as he played with them and was just... Carefree. Cillian showed care and affection towards Gabrijela and made sure to make her laugh the whole night, he made sure she was okay when she was with the girls and he was with the boys and always looked over to see if she was holding up.
Gabrijela would cherish that moment when Cillian lifted up Luca, Leah's one-year-old son who was crying and fussing and had eased him into sleep in no time. He held the boy with such care in his arms as he rocked him before he handed him back to his parents. Cillian would be the most perfect father, she thought. She was glad she was keeping the baby.
She couldn't wait for it to be here.
Everyone said their farewells and her parents, Leo and Tatiana headed back to the balcony. They gathered on the outdoor lounge, Gabrijela watched as her father took Cillian aside and headed to the backyard along with her brother.
"I do hope they won't eat him alive." Gab murmured to Tatiana who laughed. Her mother was inside making tea.
"I'm sure they are doing manly things. Your father might show off the house." Tatiana mused.
"Maybe." Gab sighed and stroked her bird who was falling asleep in her lap. "I hope they will let him stay with me tonight. I don't think I could handle it being alone."
Tatiana giggled, "You got your bird to snuggle with."
"Not the same!" Gabrijela whined.
"Yeah true. Birds can't give you pleasure." She wiggled her eyebrows at her. "Now that we are alone, tell me how he is in bed."
She rolled her eyes but sighed with a smile, "He's very good. Nothing like anyone I've been with. He works me out to exhaustion." She blushed brightly.
"Really? I would think of it the other way around." Tatiana teased.
"Oh, sometimes it can happen but that is only if he lets me. Which is rare. He likes to take control." She mused.
"How often?" Tatiana continued, leaning forward. "Favourite position?"
"Tatiana! My god." Gab shook her head, "Jeez... Since his arrival its been every day, maybe twice a day. I like to uhm... I like to see his face. See the emotion." She whispered, getting all shy about it. "That's all you get." She grumbled.
"Damn. You two are like rabbits." She laughed softly before she settled down and watched her closely. Tatiana had been doing that all night.
"Now what is it?" Gab raised a brow.
"I just... I dunno. I see something in you." She said softly.
"Yeah? Like what?" She was confused as to what she was saying.
Tatiana came over and sat beside her, looking her up and down. Then placed her hand on the side of Gab's neck then grabbed her breasts and gaze them a good squeeze.
"Ow! That hurts like shit! What are you doing?" She battered her hands away.
"You're pregnant." She said without hesitation.
"What?! No! I am not. What the fuck..." She felt a spike of fear run through her and frowned.
"Don't lie. I can see it. You look heaps tired, you look more fuller and your tits are sensitive. I didn't even squeeze them that hard." Tatiana whispered.
Gab glanced away, her bird was nibbling on her fingers gently.
"You know you can trust me with this. I'm here for you. Does he know?" Tatiana touched her shoulder.
"He does." Her smile was soft, "He's over the moon about it. We've already talked about how he will support me when he isn't here."
"Like?" Tatiana saw the glow in her sister-in-law's eyes, she was truly happy. Unafraid.
"He'll send me money to help with any doctor fees. Weekly. I'm not far along but I will guess November it'll be due. When I get a better number, Cillian will make sure to fly over here to be here."
Tatiana smiled wide, "You really did find someone special, huh?"
Gab looked at her, "Yeah. I did. I... There are no words to explain my love for him, Tatiana."
"Don't need to. I can see it. So, when do you think you'll tell mum and dad?"
"Probably next week after we come back from our camping trip. I want him here with me when we spill it. I don't fucking know how that's gonna go." She placed her hand on her tummy, "I won't give it up. No matter what."
"I'll help you to. Leah will too." Tatiana said and took her hand gently.
"Thanks. I'll need it." She laughed and heard voices. She looked over and saw her mother bring out a tray of two teas and her father discussing with Cillian about his work and some building thing he was doing. Leo came out and sat with Tatiana, "I think it's time to head to bed." He yawned.
"Aw, baby." Tatiana laughed, "Yeah. I'm tuckered out. I'll see you in the morning." The pair left after they said their goodnight.
Her mother smiled, "We had a good chat with him." She said.
"Yeah?" Gab sipped her tea slowly.
She sighed, "I will always worry for you. Always. I love you. And if you are happy with him, then I will be happy to. Your father is the same."
Gabrijela smiled. That was all that she wanted to hear, "Thank you, Mama. I am very happy." She hugged her.
"Good. Well, I am going to bed. I will see you in the morning." She stood.
"Mama?"
"Yes, darling?" She turned to her.
"You okay with him... Sharing a bed with me?" Gabrijela asked softly.
Her mother seemed to remember it and pursed her lips, "He is your boyfriend... I guess there is no harm with that."
Gabbie grinned, "Thanks, Mama. Goodnight." Her father came out and said goodnight to and then it was just her and Cillian on the couch.
"God, what a night," Gab said as she set her empty cup down.
"Yeah." Cillian smiled. Gab laid back, her head in his lap.
"I'm glad it went fine. Did you like the food?" She asked.
"Oh yeah. It tasted really good." He nodded.
Gab smiled and fell silent, staring at the clear sky. "Tatiana knows." She finally said.
"Know what?" Cillian was stroking her pretty hair which fanned out on his lap.
"That I am pregnant." She laughed at his widened eyes. "No. I didn't tell her. She just knew by squeezing my tits."
"Oh." He laughed lightly. "How'd she take it?"
"Said she was happy and would support me. She wasn't mad."
"That's good. That's one family member down."
They both laughed at that and Gabrijela yawned, "I think we should head to bed. I need to get a good sleep tonight since I have work tomorrow and a long drive ahead."
"Good plan." He finished his tea and went down to grab his stuff from the car when Gabrijela went to her bedroom to take a shower and dress. While she locked up the house he took a shower as well and stayed in his CK's and slid into bed, waiting for her.
She came in and shut the door, covered her bird and slipped into bed beside him. He was on his back and she snuggled close, her head on his chest. "Where were you when my dad and brother took you out?"
"Ah. He um, wanted to talk to me about something. Nothing serious. Just some advice." He ran his fingers down her arm then back up.
"Right. It was some advice, took you so long to come back." She giggled.
"Yeah. But it was alright." Cillian turned his head and kissed her forehead, "I love you."
"I love you too, Cillian Murphy. Goodnight." She whispered and let his soft touches let her drift to sleep.
Cillian watched her fall asleep before he followed her to, their heads close and his nose brushing her forehead, his fingers laced in hers atop his stomach.
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Tagged by the amazing @direwolf-summer ❤️ I know I’m a lazy, dirty-minded, introverted bag of shit that I almost never interact with anyone and then you tagged me and awwww thanks 🥰🥰 (I also tagged some of you at the end just in case you’re wondering)
the decade is ending, what’s changed for you in these past ten years?
a LOT has changed, so hear me out. But then,.. compared to you lots answers, mine seem boring af so am I just a boring person in general or what I’m a bit confused whys everyone moving cities states countries but I’m doing exactly what I have been doing 😟
Have you moved?
Well. No. I was born here, grown here, lived here, studied here my whole life. I desperately want to have a bit of change, either by studying or finding a job overseas; but judging from my uni courses I guess I’ll die here as well.
Have you graduated?
Nope. I feel like my mental age has stopped at 13 and I still feel very high school-ish. People still treat me as a child which at times I find very annoying.
The bachelor that I’m doing now is not the one I wanted most, but then it turned out okay and I decided to go along with the plans of life.
Has your marital status changed?
MARRIED LMAO What is that I don’t even know it’s not in my dictionary
But seriously though, at present I don’t see that prospect of me getting married. It just seems so far away that at this point in life I cannot even imagine a future of it. But a bigger reason is that, within this year I think, 2019, with the help of fanfiction and internet, was the year that I figured myself out. I grew up in a conservative family, went to a catholic secondary school, yada yada yada the classic ‘not-queer-but-boom-is-actually-the-biggest-gay’ setting. When I first read fanfics, I was surprised how relatable I felt the characters and their stories were, how comfortable I found myself in fandoms and tumblr where straight ppl is actually the minority. I thought well, maybe I was just a fan girl who was hopelessly obsessed with gay fanficifon, but when I actually started creating - both artworks and fics - I found that, yes, that’s some cathartic shit right here. A lot of my characters struggle with homophobia, coming out, being afraid of who they really are etc, and I can’t say that all of those simply sprung out of my imagination. I really connect with them - especially Remus, who is in canon a character who has taken a lot of time to fight his inner demons to start with. (Another character being Elsa from Frozen).
But then I’m still figuring myself out. And there’s still the issue of the non-legality of same sex marriage where I’m from. And then there’s still my parents. 🤷🏻♂️
Has your parental status changed?
I’d like to have children but I don’t wanna be the one to give birth. What if my womb popped when, say, I was bending to pick up my shoe
Has your hair colour changed?
No. Except maybe that it’s got browner naturally...? My parents are very strict with rules and I can’t imagine what would happen if I went home with bright pink hair lol. BUT THEN my friends suggested temporary hair prays and I’d love to try that on (were doing it a few days later!! I’m so excited.)
Has your job changed?
Job what job I’m unemployed
Has your otp changed?
Yes, but then I would say that my otps before were like ... your first loves. You loved them because of inexperience. Right now it’s probalvy wolfstar, Stucky is a close second.
Has your pet status changed?
Er. My pet gold fish died when I was 12. Does that count?
Also I have a phobia of anything that moves around my feet, not kidding. It’s strange that I love dogs when they’re in photos and videos, I bookmark a lot of them on insta but in real life I can’t get near a dog without screaming my lungs out.
What new places did you visit?
Oh yeah. Quite a lot. I love travelling!! I travel every holiday (Christmas, Chinese New Year, Easter, summer hols) so it’s hard not to have visited any new places in the past decade!! Where I’m from none, I repeat, none of us stay at home during holidays. If you stay you’re probably going to spend the holiday alone cos all your friends aww away. That’s weird, isn’t it? Do ppl from other places do that?
What is an accomplishment that you are proud of?
Hmm. I think it’s that I completed some fics and drawing? I feel like people in my city have a very straight forward way of life that it’s basically a formula. You compete to get in good schools, score high on exams, compete to get high-paid jobs, get married at 30, habe children at 35, OWN a place before 40, pay for mortgage, retire, compete to get a place in the hospital, compete to get a niche where you put your ashes in after you die. It’s rare that ppl actually have a life out of all these, and writing and drawing? That’s the kind of things that gets most scoffed at in this materialistic place. But then I get my backups - that’s you guys, the amazing fandom, and I vow to myself that I’ll continue to do it in the coming decade 💓
I’ve finished rambling. Thanks for coming to my ted talk. I’m tagging @shameless-n-weird @nofuckyouthanks @cosettefauchelevente @thematicallycoherent @blitheringmcgonagall um so you guys might not know me I’ve been lurkin in the dark for so long but I actually love you and your posts so ... yeah, let’s recap our decade if you’re game or if you haven’t already!!!
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dan and phil tag
oh god @lilacskylester hi b you tagged me in this literally ages ago i’m just a mess lately lmao but! bc i know i’ve seen some people asking some things mentioned here so enjoy! i’ll put everything below the cut
What made you subscribe to Phil? Dan? they’re just fun, i mean i’ve talked endlessly about their dynamic and why i love them (why we love dan, why we love phil) and i don’t think it was any single thing that made me sub to them both, just....all the things
How or when did you discover Phil? Dan? i found dan first back in july of 2017 bc i saw a pic/gif of dnp on my dash (and i’ve tried desperately to locate the exact one but i Cannot find it, i think it was from a liveshow maybe?) and i’d been well into thomas sanders at the time so i was like ‘cool more youtubers’ so i watched dan’s 5 drunk people vid (i think i literally just typed danisnotonfire or dan howell into the yt search and that was the first one that came up) and i liked it? so i subbed? i was a dannie for a while (like a week lmao) before i figured out phil was in a bunch of stuff too, binged and subbed to the gaming channel next, then did the same with phil’s channel a bit later
Does Phil have a particular mannerism you find endearing? Dan? phil hmm i think his tendency to be touchy is adorable? like
as for dan, i love him being a dramatic boye
Favorite Dan Video: hands down trying to live my truth (x) it’s just so honest and open and still so well-edited and like. it reminded me of his liveshows which i adore
Favorite Phil Video: i love the honesty of why i changed my emo hair (x) it’s just really refreshing and open, which we haven’t gotten as much of from phil until recently
Favorite Gaming Video: some days i’m just like ‘literally every vid they put out is better than the last’ but i think i’ve mentioned this before (x) but my all-time fave, if i had to pic one, would probs be the yasuhati singing challenge it just gets me every time (x)
Favorite Dan Photo:
Favorite Phil Photo: (it’s not technically a photo but it counts)
Favorite Dan and Phil Photo:
Favorite Dan Instagram Story:
tied with
Favorite Phil Instagram Story:
tied with the failed selfie (x) which it’s being rude and not letting me add so have a pic
Favorite Dan Tweet: i wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone D:
Favorite Phil Tweet: ahappyphil
Favorite Dan Live (ie-Live Show, Live Stream, Radio 1) Moment:
tied with
Favorite Phil Live (ie-Live Show, Live Stream, Radio 1) Moment:
Favorite Dan and Phil Live (ie-Live Show, Live Shows, Radio 1) Moment:
Favorite Fan Artist: oof @dyxnamic-art or @incaseyouart although i follow plenty of lovely artists!
Favorite Fanfiction Author: @waveydnp @jilliancares @leblonde @danfanciesphil are always consistent faves, but there are so so so many incredible authors out there!!
Favorite Fanfiction Story: i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again until my lungs stop working, but i adore a match and a fuse by @waveydnp (x)
Who should Dan collaborate with next? Phil? Together? i would love to see dan collab with someone to talk more abt mental health or depression or gender roles or literally anything that he talks abt in his liveshows that he doesn’t necessarily make vids abt. i’d love to see phil collab with pj again??? i want smth dark and strange and a little reminiscent of early ap on pj’s channel then smth light and fun and quirky on phil’s. for them both, i want a dnp collab with martyn and cornelia cough truth bombs cough
What should Dan’s next merch include? Phil? Together? @ dan we were promised asymmetrical tops or wide-neck stuff i want it all? i think dan has an incredible mind for fashion and i’d love to see what he would create if he stopped thinking of it as merch. from phil i am here for the pastel, i think i’d like to see him do something with denim? denim jackets? from them both, i honestly don’t care all that much, but i prefer clothes to like. kitschy stuff. i saw a post floating around abt dnp making pajama pants and i would be here for it???
What song best describes Dan? love myself by blake mcgrath (x) “i don’t wanna be perfect, just tryna be honest”
What song best describes Phil? rip i’d have to say i lived by onerepublic (x) it’s been ingrained into my brain at this point (x)
What song best describes their relationship? hah well funny enough we’ve been curating an entire phan playlist (x) (also feel free to send ur suggestions!) but if i had to pick like. a single song. it’d be say you won’t let go by james arthur (x)
What should their next baking video be? for some reason ‘a pie’ came to mind like idk any pie or maybe them trying to replicate mince pie recipes or smth would be funny. either that or maybe smth complex? idk i’m not well into baking so idk what all would be interesting to watch. i’ve also suggested and had suggested to me a baking vid with kath, which i would be so into
And to finish, If you could tell them one thing:
@ dan: you are appreciated, and we’re so incredibly proud of you for working on finding yourself and trying to be who you are. you deserve happiness, don’t ever tell yourself you don’t
@ phil: you are so incredibly respected and intelligent and one of the most creative minds out there, don’t ever sell yourself short or feel like you have to tone yourself down
@ dnp: the world is a better place for having you both in it
and ofc if any of y’all have been around long enough to remember when i actually did ask games, i don’t tag people but! if you see this and want to do it yourself, consider this me tagging you!
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Wasn’t tagged in this but I wanted to do one so here we gooo
1. Name/Nickname: Jay 😁
2. Gender: Female
3. Star sign: Taurus
4. Height: 5’2
5. Hogwarts house: Took the Pottermore test over the summer so I’m a Gryffindor
6. Favourite animal: Owls
7. Hours of sleep: My sleeping schedule is all messed up but I would say around 7 to 8 hours
8. Dogs or cats: Both but I like my small doggos 😍
9. Number of blankets: 2
10. Dream trip: Anywhere that you can see the northern lights lmao it’s my dream to see them one day so maybe the Netherlands. Italy seems pretty cool too
11. Dream job: Don’t have one
12. Time: 12:33 pm
13. Birthday: April 26th
14. Favourite bands: Sleeping at Last, 30 Seconds to Mars, Coldplay, Linkin Park, and Green Day
15. Favourite solo artist: Harry Styles, Bruno Mars, Ed Sheeran, Cardi B
16. Song stuck in my head: I wrote Green Day and now I have Basket Case stuck in my head lmao
17. Last movie I watched: ummm I don’t remember
18. Last show I watched: The Punisher
19. When did I create my blog: Like 2 years ago maybe?
20. What do I post/reblog: Memes, nature photos, ffxv stuff, gifs, my ffxv writings
21. Last thing I googled: tredd ffxv (Listen, I kept seeing his name everywhere and I had no idea who he was considering I only knew Nyx, Crowe, and Libertus 😭 don’t judge)
22. Other blogs: This is my main blog
23. Do I get asks: Not really, I get like one or 2 but that’s it. I would really like it if people from the FFXV fandom would ask me more stuff
24. Why did I choose my URL: its actually a lyric from the song The Dreamer by I The Mighty
25. Following: 506 😁
26. Followers: 89 🙁
27. Lucky number: 4
28. Favorite instrument: Piano
29. What am I wearing: pjs
30. Favorite food: Pasteles (It’s a Hispanic thing), lasagna and shrimps
31. Nationality: Puerto Rican but I was born in the USA
32. Favorite song: Bodak Yellow by Cardi B. You play it, I’m singing it
33. Last book I read: Does fanfiction count?
34. Top three fictional universes I’d like to join: FFXV anddd that’s really it I guess?
Nominating: @dianett-e @dianahaddock99 @dizzymoogle @chocobutt-trash @shut-up-vanessa @creepypastahound @dreamiggy @alicemoonwonderland @louisvuittontrashbags @thechocohoes anddd anyone else who wants to do it 😁😁
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HEADCANONS
tagged by: honestly no one i just found this & wanted to do it.
tagging: also no one. if you want to do this. do it && tag me.
fave/least faves;
music genre: bakugou is really into angry emo/rock music. but also classical. his least favorite is probably country.
movie genre: acTION. he also enjoys crime dramas, &&& just straight dramas. he likes sci-fi/geeky movies as well. his least favorite movies are suspense/thrillers because he can never get invested in them.
tv shows: since i can’t really point to a specific tv show, i think i’ll just do examples? he would like serious crime shows, like law & order sort of deal, he lowkey would like cartoons like teen titans. he hates sitcoms.
movies: again, i’ll just give vague examples. since different world && all that. movies like fight club, kingsmen, star wars, predator, the dark knight trilogy are all ones he would like. &&& he’d hate movies like “hush” or “split.”
artists (singers & painters etc): bands like three days grace, fallout boy, red jumpsuit apparatus are things he’d be into. but in the classical sphere he really likes yiruma, this playlist probably saved his life, && he would have a lowkey crush on lindsey stirling.
youtuber (optional if they don’t watch youtube): i don’t think bakugou would be invested enough in youtube to have people he was really a fan of or really disliked. but other than music he would like montages of people getting injured doing dumb shit.
singles/tracks/album’s: again, this playlist he loves.
foods: bakugou fucking loves spicy food. but whenever he eats it he has to be extra careful not to blow anything up since he sweats so much. he doesn’t like junk food.
drinks: honestly he drinks a lot of Gatorade type sports drinks, water, &&& things like that. he’s really not a fan of sodas - or anything carbonated.
personality stuff;
the archetypes (quiz): 39% athlete, 33% advocate, 28% rebel.
game of thrones/a song of ice and fire house/rank type: i imagine his family would be on the noble side, but rather than having inherited it through generations they’ve earned it through knighthoods. katsuki would definitely be far more interested in being an active knight than the lord of some castle.
living stuff;
where do they live - explain on why they live there - or we’re the forcibly thrown there? What does it look like, how many rooms - any curtains? etc etc: he lives with his family, in an apartment building ( even though they could afford a bigger place - his mother insists on not having more than they need ) there are three bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room & four little closets. they don’t have any curtains - but bakugou’s mother has pinned up a sheet over her window because no @ the sun.
do they have neighbours (you don’t have to go supper deep into it but you can if you want - heck don’t listen to me it’s your fucking character.): lmao you mean “deku”
we have the standard vices (drink/drugs/smokes); what do they eat - are they vegetarian, vegan - lactose/gluten intolerent: katsuki wouldn’t touch alcohol, drugs or cigarettes honestly. he really values his body. like he knows he has to be in the best shape possible to be the best hero. so his diet also follows that - he doesn’t eat anything genuinely unhealthy.
do they exercise? how often? how dedicated are they to it: bakugou works out a lot. not only just in school - which is mandatory, but also on his own time. he runs a few miles every sunday, he does cardio in his room, he has a punching bag in his family’s storage unit that he visits on sundays as well & spends at least three hours kickboxing with it. decidedly not using his quirk.
cleaning routine. do they clean? do they clean once a month, does someone clean for them? can they clean - like have they been taught the standards of cleaning or are they a germaphobe: bakugou cleans a lot actually. his room at least. you might expect it to be a little torn apart - but it’s actually pretty organized. having his space neat gives him a nice feeling that helps him calm down.
accessory stuff;
do they have a phone? if so what colour is it in? Does it have a case - what kind? do they have a ring tone or is it always on vibrate/silent? What is the ringtone (default, some david guetta song etc: yes he has a phone. it’s black. his case is black, but with a orange gradient. it’s almost always on vibrate though because his mom is almost constantly messaging him about whatever nonsense. he doesn’t have a song for a ringtone - just the default one.
what does their key chain look like - do they lock their front/back/side door? how many keys do they have? do they have charms or old pet name tags: his keychain is basic as hell. it’s literally just a silver ring with 5 keys. one to his house, one to his bike lock ( not that he rides his bike all that often tbh ), one that unlocks his families storage unit, one that unlocks his dads office & one that opens this little vault he has in his room that holds his Most Precious Things.
do they paint their nails? which ones (ie their toe nails or finger nails)? what colour(s): matte holo, nail art, one colour, top coat & base coat, only top coat, ONLY base coat: he doesn’t paint his own nails no, but honestly i don’t think he’d be against having someone else paint his nails.
way too close for comfort stuff;
what do they smell like - do they shower often? do they LOAD the perfume/cologne on? if so what does it smell like - or is it a bunch of smells from birthday/christmas presents: bakugou smells like nitroglycerin. literally. because he sweats it. like he tries really hard to cover it because no one wants to smell like a chemical so he ends up smelling pretty “clean” because he uses all kinds of odorless soaps & such to cover it. bakugou has to shower really often ( like two times a day - minimum ) because otherwise he becomes a legit safety hazard. because of, as discussed, he sweats nitroglycerin.
what kind of laundry detergent do they use? i am stealing a headcanon from this fanfiction && saying that he has to use a custom detergent to avoid blowing up washing machines with his clothes.
do they ‘five-finger discount’ everything (steal shit), or is it just the ‘small’ stuff: bakugou literally wouldn’t shoplift anything. ever.
family stuff;
how did their family upbringing affect them? were they orphans? were they spoiled? I have a lot of headcanons on this so i’ll direct you to my headcanon tag.
do they even like their family? headcanon tag.
friends stuff;
are they a friend hoarder? do they have 1-5 really good ones; or 1,200 fb friends: bakugou has, if he’s telling you himself one friend. in reality he’s probably got five people he likes well enough to actually want to be around them. but he’s really such an idiot when it comes to friends tbh.
what do they look for in a friend? a listener or a talker: i think it’s more just that he needs friends who can deal with his dramatic monologues without taking them too seriously, but don’t expect him to do much in way of conversation otherwise.
relationship stuff;
what do they look for in a relationship? boy isn’t looking for a relationship right now. he’s focused on becoming a pro hero. but if he were to get into a relationship it’d have to be with someone who respected that his hero dreams are his first priority & someone who understood him well enough that they could deal with his personality without trying to change it. other things too, but those are the big ones.
how old were they when they had their first kiss, what happened? katsuki was seven-years-old & a girl pretty much jumped out up out of nowhere during recess smacked her lips against his && ran away. he was so shocked he kinda just stood there for a while. he never told anyone about it.
how many relationships have they had? why didn’t they last? lmao he’s never been in a relationship in his life.
are they straight, bi, gay? something else? he’s bisexual. but hasn’t really had the time/energy/interest in sitting down & doing any soul searching. he just knows that girls can be really fucking hot but so can guys.
are they poly? or mono? bakugou would have to be monogamous. he’s way too fucking possessive to share. however i can see him being okay with a closed relationship with two other people? as long as they were all together exclusively.
pet stuff;
do they have a pet? are they allergic to any animal? do they LOVE cats or hate them with a fiery passion - or are they just fucking cats: he doesn’t have a pet, because his dad #cannot with animals. but he’s not allergic to any of them & he fucking LOVES cats but he won’t admit it if asked.
are they dressed up super cute? katsuki wouldn’t dress any pet up tbh.
do they WANT a pet really badly but *insert relationship here* is allergic, hates animals etc? baku would like to get a cat but as said above, his dad just can’t with them.
social media stuff;
do they have… if so what is there… AND (since it applies to all of them) what’s their avatar? if they don’t have these in their world what would they be if your character could have them.
facebook [user name], [## friend count], [any family members on the sidebar], [their about] : bakugou katsuki. 403 friends. his header image is an old family photo. his profile picture is him flipping of the camera & his about says, “if you don’t know who the fuck I am, why are you here?”
instagram [user name], [## following], [## followers], [## posts]: explosioncrowned. avatar is of him in a beanie. he’s following five hundred blogs, but has four hundred thousand followers because so many people love his posts tbh of which he has 2k of. he’s had his instragram for a little under a month & absolutely brags about his follower count.
skype [user name], [## contacts], [description]: his skype username is just bakuplosion, he’s got 2 ( two ) contacts && no description. he exclusively uses skype to talk to his dad when he travels for work &&& his mom when she goes with him.
tumblr [url], [## followers], [## following], [## mutuals], [## posts], fancy theme they made, fancy theme someone else made, OR tumblr default: honestly i don’t think baku would have a tumblr. he doesn’t care enough to maintain one.
twitter [user name], [## followers], [## following], [## mutuals], [## posts]: explosioncrowned is his username again & once again he’s got a pretty significant following with 350k. he follows about 50 other people, 46 of which are mutuals. the other four are his #favorite celebrities.
snapchat [user name], [## contacts], [## stories]: again, I don’t think he’d have a snapchat. it’s just not his thing.
youtube [user name], [## subscribers], [## subscriptions], [## videos] - extra; are they a vlogger, gamer, musician, cover artist etc. he has a youtube account that’s literally just linked to his email. he only uses it for music && to watch montages of people failing at things.
pinterest [user name], [## boards], [## following], [## followers]: while bakugou wouldn’t have his own pinterest - I have a pinterest for him so check it out.
deviantart [uses name], [## watching ], [## watchers], [## submissions], [## favourites] - extra; do they sort anything?: yeah he definitely doesn’t have one of these. baku baby sucks at art.
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summary: Dan has a guilty pleasure: phan blogs. It’s a mixture of conceited arrogance and morbid curiosity, really. And really, it’s a mixture of these two things that lead to him catfishing members of his phandom and becoming a headcanon blog. After all, what harm can one headcanon do?
word count: 1323/20,000 (why’s it so short?)
warnings (this chapter): mentions of sex (dan writes a dirty hc)
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Three a.m rolls around again and Dan finds himself in notdanhowell’s inbox looking for something to write. It’s like a monster has been unlocked in him since he wrote that stupid kissing headcanon, like a bad upgrade in a video game. All he can think about is kissing Phil, touching Phil, doing frankly inappropriate things to someone who’s supposed to be his best friend.
But it’s fine if he writes about it, okay? Then it’s not a fantasy, it’s fanservice. He doesn’t have a problem. It’s fine.
Dan scrolls through a few of the prompts. There are some that make him laugh, like him and Phil using glitter lube in a public washroom, a few that scare him, like one where he’s Phil’s slave and he’s locked up and that might actually be illegal?
superpaperclip said:
hc about what d & p are like in bed? love your blog, dani!
Meg stares him down in their profile photo. Dan lets out a resound sigh.
Why not?
notdanhowell said:
dan’s probably loud. the neighbors probably bang on the walls to get him to shut up. dan’s favorite position is riding phil, where he gets to be in charge while still getting fucked, because lbr we all know that dan’s a whore for cock. he also likes when phil’s on top of him so that he can scratch up phil’s back, leave red marks that mark phil as his.
phil probably has more control than dan does in bed. he’s not loud, but he enjoys it anyway. the noises phil makes are probably deep and go right to dan’s dick. his favorite position is either reverse cowgirl, so he can watch dan’s ass as it moves because dan’s ass is noice, or missionary, because phil’s probably a romantic little shit who likes to stare into dan’s eyes.
Dan tags the ask appropriately and presses post. He can’t help but think about it, Phil hovering over him, kissing down his neck, telling him what a good boy he’s being.
Dan’s door squeaks open. Dan jumps, slams his laptop lid shut. Phil’s standing in the doorway with his duvet wrapped around his body. He stands there for a minute. “I couldn’t sleep,” he says, and his voice sounds tired. “Can I come sleep in here?”
Dan puts his laptop to the side. He doesn’t say anything, but lifts his duvet in invitation. Phil gets under, puts his own over the two of them.
“What’s up with the lack of sleep, Mr. Lester?” Dan asks. He scoots over a bit so that Phil will have room to sleep next to him.
Phil sighs. His eyes are closed, but Dan can tell he’s awake. Years of being someone’s best friend means you know these kinds of things about them. “I was worried about you,” he says.
Now it’s Dan’s turn to sigh. Despite the conversation they had on the tube, he knew Phil wasn’t going to drop it. It just wasn’t like his best friend. “I told you that you don’t have to be.”
“I know.” Phil opens his eyes and turns so that he can lean his head against his hand. He uses his free hand to grab Dan’s, laces their fingers together. “I just don’t like the idea of you being lost in your head.”
Dan pulls Phil to his chest at that. Phil tangles their legs together, and despite the fact that they’re both tall, lanky guys, it’s nice. Phil sighs a little bit and Dan can tell that he thinks so too.
They fall asleep twinned together like this, and Dan can’t help but feel a little bit bad.
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Dan wakes up the next morning to his phone ringing. It somehow doesn’t wake Phil up, the heavy sleeper he is, but Dan groans at the loud ringing. He turns onto his side to look who it is. His mum. Great. This should be fun.
Don’t get him wrong, Dan loves his mum. It’s just that every time she calls, Dan can expect the same “got a partner, yet?” talk. Honestly, it’s kind of aggravating. It’s not as if he doesn’t want to have a partner, it’s just that getting one would require going outside and talking to people and meeting people. Dan much prefers staying inside with Phil and watching anime or the Great British Bakeoff.
Christ, he’s got it bad, hasn’t he?
Dan answers it with a soft, “yeah, hello?” so as not to wake his best friend.
“Dan!” calls his mum. Dan can’t help but smile at her voice. He truly does love her. “Did I wake you?”
Dan runs a hand through his hair. He grabs Phil’s phone so he can check the time. Half past nine. “Yeah,” he answers truthfully. “But that’s probably for the best. Millennials like me will sleep until one in the afternoon.”
Dan’s mother laughs. “Don’t I kno-”
She’s cut off by a groan from behind Dan as Phil blinks awake. “Dan?” he says, and his voice is so thick with sleep that Dan knows his mother won’t be able to miss it. “Who’s that?”
“My mum,” Dan mouths. Phil nods his understanding and motions that he’s going to the kitchen. As soon as Phil leaves, Dan’s mother is talking his ear off.
“That was Phil, right?” she asks. “Why was he in your bedroom?”
Dan sighs. “He just fell asleep in here last night, mum.”
“Are you two dating?”
“No. We’re just friends.”
“Do you want to be more?”
Dan takes a deep breath at that. Does he want to be more than friends with Phil? Of course he does. He wants to be Phil’s boyfriend and kiss him and have lazy sex with him in candlelight. Well, that sounds a little dangerous but. You know.
But he can’t tell his mother any of this, because she wouldn’t understand what it’s like to be an angsty twenty something with an online personality where he writes fanfiction where he’s fucking his best friend. “I gotta go, mum. Phil’s made breakfast.”
Dan’s mum sighs, and he can tell this isn’t the last he’s going to hear of it. “This isn’t the last we’re going to talk about this,” she confirms. “Love you lots. Be safe.”
“I will. Love you too. Bye.”
Dan hangs up the phone and throws it onto his bed. He stretches out his back, which is knotted from sleeping with Phil on top of him all night.
Not that you’re complaining, Dan’s brain supplies unhelpfully. Dan resists the urge to slap himself.
Dan walks into the kitchen, where Phil is currently pouring a second bowl of cereal. Dan takes the first, bites into it. “Morning,” he greets his best friend.
“Morning,” Phil replies. He puts the cereal and the milk back, leaves the cabinet open. Dan pushes it closed with a fond eyeroll. As soon as he does, Phil’s looking over at him. “How gay does your mum think we are for each other?” he asks.
Dan laughs. “Pretty god damn gay,” he answers. “Just like all of our friends, basically.”
Phil scoffs. He puts his bowl down on their counter and gives Dan a look that means it’s time to be serious.
Dan sips his tea and braces himself.
“It’s stupid, isn’t it?” Phil asks. At Dan’s raised eyebrow, he elaborates. “I mean, it’s stupid that everyone thinks we’re dating. Because we’re not. Just because we’re secure in our friendship and sexuality and like to cuddle doesn’t mean we’re anything other than friends.”
Dan swallows his tea. “Right?” He says. “Like, if we wanted to date,” he swallows. “Like, we just would.”
“Right?” Phil asks.
“Right,” Dan confirms.
The two of them stand in a silence that’s vaguely awkward for a moment. Then, Phil says, “I’ve got an episode of the Great British Bakeoff on DVR.”
Dan accepts the peace offering. “Cool,” he says. “Let’s go.”
Dan ignores the texts from his mother.
AUTHOR’S NOTE:
Thank you to all the people who signed up to be a part of notdanhowell! It was actually so many people that I don’t know if I’ll manage to get everyone (I’m sorry!) but I’ll definitely give everyone a thanks in the final author’s note.
I actually really like this chapter for no reason. Hope you do too.
Please reblog to spread the word about my blog! Also, a thanks to @superpaperclip for letting me use their URL and sully their good name lmao. I hope I did you justice, Meg.
Thanks y’all
-Seb
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We’re so ecstatic to have reached yet another milestone in such a short time. How long has it been? seven months? Time flies by when you’re having such a great time.
And most importantly, we’d like to thank all of you dedicated and sweet people for reading our fics, leaving a like and even reblogging them. Your efforts never fail to put a smile on our face :)
Although we love seeing you guys in our notifications, we’d also love seeing you in our inbox, anonymous or not, so to help you all out, we made this ‘get to know the admins’ post so that you can see we’re just as awkward and funny as the rest of you :)
So let’s get to it~
1. DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR CLOSET DOORS OPEN OR CLOSED?
M: Closed, I get super paranoid about these things.
S: Same, tbh.
2. DO YOU TAKE THE SHAMPOOS AND CONDITIONER BOTTLES FROM HOTELS?
S: um, *laughs nervously* sometimes I guess lol
M: Lmao, criminal activity or wut? Tho I’ve done it a lot when i was younger, tbh.
3. DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR SHEETS TUCKED IN OR OUT?
M: Tucked out. It’s too stuffy otherwise.
S: How does one sleep with it tucked in? I’m all for tucked out
4. HAVE YOU STOLEN A STREET SIGN BEFORE?
S: Lol no?
M: Same, but it sounds interesting enough. Wanna go try it out? xD
5. DO YOU LIKE TO USE POST-IT NOTES?
M: Yes, I am super obsessed with them. My desk is sort of decorated with sticky notes right now, actually.
S: I like them, they’re nice and organized but I cannot, for the life of me, get them to stick properly Istg
6. DO YOU CUT OUT COUPONS BUT THEN NEVER USE THEM?
S: I don’t usually shop so I don’t even have coupons lol
M: Sometimes yes.
7. WOULD YOU RATHER BE ATTACKED BY A BIG BEAR OR A SWARM OF BEES?
M: A bear, because I could still run away.
S: SAME, I hate bees
8. DO YOU HAVE FRECKLES?
S: Unfortunately not
M: Nope.
9. DO YOU ALWAYS SMILE FOR PICTURES?
M: What is a smile, but a fleeting lie? Jk, I don’t
S: I always smile, whether it be for photos or just in general. Although Midnight does have a way of ruining my life :)
M: Rude. I’m a nice person, I promise.
10. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE?
S: I don’t really know. I guess when people who you take care of and are generous to, treat you like shit?
M: Somehow, I feel like that’s me TT. I have quite a few pet peeves, actually, but to name one: you know when people crowd into your personal space? Yeah, it’s the worst :’(
S: And I know for a fact that you’re referring to me there but that’s okay because I love you~~
M: Why.
11. DO YOU EVER COUNT YOUR STEPS WHEN YOU WALK?
M: No, not really, unless I’m climbing the stairs and want to reach the top as soon as possible (I’ve had to climb like 4000 stairs before, ok)
S: Sometimes but not really, I lose track of things rather easily.
12. HAVE YOU PEED IN THE WOODS?
S: Not that I remember
M: Lol, nope.
13. HAVE YOU EVER POOPED IN THE WOODS?
M: Lol, nope.
S: Nope~
14. DO YOU EVER DANCE EVEN IF THERES NO MUSIC PLAYING?
S: *remembers the night before* Yes and my parents think I might be possessed?
M: This morning lmao. I don’t really like to do that in front of other people, so it’s confined to my room.Usually occurs when I feel super, weirdly happy.
15. DO YOU CHEW YOUR PENS AND PENCILS?
M: Nope, I mean that sounds unhygienic af. But, I know someone who does so...*meaningful glare*
S: *Cries* Unfortunately it is a habit that has persisted since childhood and I’m too lazy to do anything about it.
16. HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH THIS WEEK?
S: Fictionally: 10+ In reality: None
M: ...None?
17. WHAT SIZE IS YOUR BED?
M: Queen-sized.
S: Same, but I promise, we don’t sleep in the same bed... or do we? ;)
M: Yuck.
18. WHAT IS YOUR SONG OF THE WEEK?
S: Don’t Recall - K. A. R. D.
M: Seo In Guk’s ‘Bebe’ has fucked my life up ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
19. IS IT OK FOR GUYS TO WEAR PINK?
M: Why the hell not. Go for it kids.
S: Uhm, of course, why not?
20. DO YOU STILL WATCH CARTOONS?
S: ....Sometimes but in my defense, kids these days have like super chic shit
M: Maybe, maybe not....okay I do. Occasionally, but it’s ‘coz I have like a 2 year old living with me.
21. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE MOVIE?
M: ‘The Great Wall’ because ma boi Lu Han is fucked over...jk, it’s actually a pretty good movie.
S: Those dumb ass movies with predictable plot and shit
22. WHERE WOULD YOU BURY HIDDEN TREASURE IF YOU HAD SOME?
S: In my backyard but make like a really complicated map for it just to fuck with people lol.
M: In my bank account. I wouldn’t bury it, but investment dudes.
23. WHAT DO YOU DRINK WITH DINNER?
M: Water. Obviously. Hopefully.
S: Same or like maybe sometimes soft drinks~
24. WHAT DO YOU DIP A CHICKEN NUGGET IN?
S: Barbeque shiz or like Ranch
M: I’m like vegetarian, so grass? JK, I wouldn’t eat it in the first place, I promise I don’t actually eat grass.
25. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOOD?
M: I usually like spicy stuff. Pani Puri’s good too, if you know what I’m talking about.
S: Literally anything with good cooked chicken. You can never go wrong with chicken. Unless you don’t know how to cook. In which case, you’re fucked.
26. WHAT MOVIES COULD YOU WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN AND STILL LOVE?
S: Harry potter, Lord of the rings and all the good ol’ classics
M: Harry Potter’s one of those types, yes. But I also like to revert occasionally to my childhood--Robin Hood was good. aND sECRETLY, gREATLY HITS ME IN THE FEELS EVERY TIME HELP
27. LAST PERSON KISSED YOU?
M: I think...my mom? Or my brother? Idek.
S: My father, after I wished him happy birthday today!
28. WOULD YOU EVER STRIP OR POSE NUDE IN A MAGAZINE?
S: Hmmm.... Maybe? Probably not tbh
M: Hahahahahahahaha. Nah, bro.
29. BEST THING TO EAT FOR BREAKFAST?
M: I usually enjoy omelettes, sunny side up. Hash browns rock too.
S: I always have toast and cheese omelettes but I love pancakes and waffles with maple syrup
30. WHAT IS YOUR USUAL BEDTIME?
S: I don’t have one since I don’t really sleep so...
M: 10...gdi. Also, I don’t support your sleep schedule, I hope you know that.
31. ARE YOU LAZY?
M: Why would you say such a thing? Of course I am.
S: Depends. With studies and work: yes. Fanfiction: You can wake me up at 3 am and if I’m inspired, I will not hesitate to write a 10k fanfic.
32. WHEN YOU WERE A KID, WHAT DID YOU DRESS UP AS FOR HALLOWEEN?
S: I never really dressed up but if I did, I’d probably be a vampire
M: I dressed up as Gabriella from High School Musical, once. But the most memorable one was the time I dressed up like Aurora. Man, those were good days.
33. WHAT IS YOUR CHINESE ASTROLOGICAL SIGN?
M: Rabbit, lmao.
S: Same!
34. HOW MANY LANGUAGES CAN YOU SPEAK?
S: English, Hindi, French, Slight Korean and Japanese (Very very little)
M: English, Telugu, and Spanish. I tried learning Danish via Edmodo, but I only know how to say ‘a bear eats bread’ or something. I understand a bunch of other languages, but can’t speak them (A++ for well-roundedness)
35. ARE YOU STUBBORN?
M: Maybe, maybe not. Who knows?
S:I know and you’re not -.- But I am~
36. EVER WATCH SOAP OPERAS?
S: YES YES YES!! Currently on the 49th episode of Our Gab Soon and still watching. Will it ever end? We will probably never know.
M: My life revolves around soap operas...so like idek.
37. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS?
M: No, not really. Rollercoasters are the bomb yes
S: Extremely. How people can enjoy being thrown down a height in a metal contraption is beyond me.
38. DO YOU SING IN THE CAR?
S: Yes! Very much and it bothers Midnight a lot on the bus.
M:Tell me about it -_- But it’s okay, I’ve gotten used to it. I usually sing in the car if there’s no one there besides my parents, but not anywhere else.
39. DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?
M: I used to, until I realized my neighbors could hear me.
S: Yes, rather loudly considering my grandma downstairs can hear me.
40. DO YOU DANCE IN THE CAR?
S: Not much really. I’m not a dancer.
M:You mean wiggle around? SURE I DO~
41. IS CHRISTMAS STRESSFUL?
M: Always. Do I look like I’m made of money?? But it’s fun too, so it’s all worth it :)
S: Not really. I love Christmas and it’s the joy of giving that makes me super happy the entire month. That and the fact that I’m done with my exams by then!
42. OCCUPATIONS YOU WANTED TO BE WHEN YOU WERE A KID?
S: Botanist. I was a huge fan of plants. Now, not so much.
M: Funny you ask. I wanted to do a LOT of things: teacher, journalist, author, lawyer, marine biologist...the list goes on and on.
43. DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?
M: I don’t want to think about it ;_;
S: Yes and I’m both fascinated and terrified.
44. EVER HAVE A DEJA-VU FEELING?
S: All the damn time. It’s really weird.
M: Yeah, same. My entire family thinks I’m weird now, but what can I say?
45. WHAT DO YOU WEAR TO BED?
M: Pajamas, usually. I don’t really pay attention, as long as I’ve got baggy pants and a loose T-shirt, it’s all good.
S: Shirts and shorts mostly~
46. IS THERE A PROFESSION YOU PICTURE YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE DOING?
S: Kpop idol? JK, probably something related to the science, idk man, I don’t really have any preference
M: I sort of do? Like, I’ve always had a preference for someone who’s either a lawyer or a chef, because I can’t cook for shit. I need someone for that so...
47. EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
M: I think I’m not ready for that yet lmao. But no, I don’t think I’ve ever been in love :))
S:HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME ;-; AFTER ALL THE LOVE I GIVE YOU!?!?!?Jk, but yes, I think I’ve been in love and currently am :)
M: <3
48. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR?
S: Black and Red!
M:greengreengreENYAS--
49. DO YOU CRY AND THROW A FIT UNTIL YOU GET YOUR OWN WAY?
M: Nah, that’s Sangria’s thing
S: -.- I didn’t ask for this discrimination
50. DJ OR BAND AT A WEDDING?
S: Band all the way!!
M: Same, I don’t have any good experiences with DJs.
51. WHICH ARE BETTER: BLACK OR GREEN OLIVES?
M: Black olives duh??? But I don’t mind green olives either.
S:Same, tbh
52. DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED?
S: YES! YES! YEEESS!!!!
M: Maybe, but there’s a long time for me to figure that out lmao.
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All the One Direction asks :) xx
Oh my gosh. Im about to bore everyone e to sleep. (Tagging you, @petalsharry, because you sent me in a few too!) Here we gooooo…
What Makes You Beautiful: Name three things you love about yourself.My kids(they’re part of me)…honestly, that’s it…
Gotta Be You: Talk about your crush!Crush…hmm…so besides hubs, I’m gonna go with my man Niall Horan this time. WHAT A BABE…amiright?!
One Thing: What’s one thing your dream girl/boy HAS to have?A good heart
More Than This: What’s the bravest thing you ever did?Given birth…lol, I really don’t know…
Up All Night: Talk about the craziest night of your life.Probably the night in 11th grade when I got so drunk and started throwing up so hard that I lost my shoe somehow & partied with one shoe on for the rest of the night.
I Wish: What’s your biggest dream?I’d love to be a singer
Tell Me A Lie: What was your most recent lie?I told my son that if he ate his dinner he’d get a surprise…I am not above bribery.
Taken: Talk about your last relationship.I’ve only had one relationship really…and I married him, God help him
I Want: Name three things you want in lifeGood music forever, for people to love one another, for my children to grow up happy
Everything About You: Who’s your biggest celebrity crush?Harry Styles, for this question lol
Same Mistakes: What’s your most common mistake?I stay up too late
Save You Tonight: Which three things would you save if there was a fire?Things? Computer bc it has so many important photos on it, my kids old baby blankets, clothes for my kids
Stole My Heart: Have you ever fallen for someone you shouldn’t have fallen for?Boy, have I…
Stand Up: What’s your favourite sport?Basketball
Moments: Talk about something good that recently happened to you.I got to go grocery shopping all by myself without the hubs or kids & it was so relaxing
Another World: Which fictional world would you want to live in if you could?I just wanna go to Hogwarts
Na Na Na: What’s one thing you can never say no to?Fried chicken
I Should Have Kissed You: Is there something you regret?Im about to sound so cliche…but no. I really do t regret a thing. Everything I’ve done had gotten me where I am, and I like where I am
Live While We’re Young: Talk about a childhood memory.My fav is probably spending so much time with my Nana when I was younger
Kiss You: Tell the story of your first kiss.I was 15/16, I finally convinced my older crush (who liked me too) to come to the party my friend & I had while her parents were out of town…we ended up sitting on the front porch talking about life until like 6am…I walked him out to his truck as he left & he leaned in and it just kind of happened. It was both terrible & wonderful at the same time
Little Things: Name five things you find attractive in others.Intelligence, a good heart, sense of humor, musical talent is always nice, good hair
C'Mon, C'Mon: What’s your dream destination for a good vacation?Ireland
Last First Kiss: Do you want to get married? If so, talk about your dream wedding.I am…my wedding was my dream wedding lol
Heart Attack: Are you jealous?Nah
Rock Me: List your ten favourite bands.Bands? One Direction, Jonas Brothers, Kings of Leon, Rolling Stones, Nirvana, The Beatles, Fleetwood Mac, N'Sync, Backstreet Boys, The Eagles
Change My Mind: Are you good at making final decisions or do you easily change your mind?I really don’t know…I’m really indecisive at first, but once I actually make a decision, I’m stuck with it
I Would: Name three guilty pleasures of yours.I hide some of my kids candy that they get from their grandmas house & eat it myself, I hide honeybuns so that I’ll have a stash when my husband thinks he’s eaten them all, sometimes I act like I have a bad headache so that my husband will pick up dinner on his way home from work so I don’t have to cook…in conclusion, I’m a fatass
Over Again: Talk about your first love.First love…idk if it was love…maybe it was. He was my first kiss. A wonderful guy that “got away.” He actually live a few houses down from me with his gf, lol. Damn tiny towns.
Back For You: Talk about your best friend.I miss her.
They Don’t Know About Us: Share a secret!I hate my husbands mustache
Summer Love: Talk about a summer memory.I spent a week in a beach house with my bff when I was 16/17…a good fuckin week, man
She’s Not Afraid: What’s your favourite horror film?Probably The Strangers……..“because you were home”
Loved You First: Are you a possessive person?Not too bad
Nobody Compares: Who’s your idol?No idol…but I really admire Harry Styles, wonderful human being
Still The One: What’s one thing you can’t seem to get over?RICHONNE ON TWD LIEK BITH I WAITED 5EVER FOR THAT TO HAPPEN AND IT FINALLY DID AND ILL NEVER GET OVER IT
Best Song Ever: List your ten favourite songs.Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley, Wild Horses - The Rolling Stones, all of MITAM (counts as the rest of the 10) lmao
Story Of My Life: List five things you can’t live without.Air, food, water, blood, food
Diana: What would you name your children?I’m not gonna give out my kids’ names…but if I ever have anymore, I love the names: Blythe Opal, Heslin James, Thea Rose, & Noah Silas
Midnight Memories: Talk about a dream you recently had.Last night I dreamt that Harry Styles was never a real person & he was a figment of our imaginations 🙃
You & I: Talk about your OTP.OTP within the fandom: Sophiam, I just loved them…I do love Chiam too, but Sophiam was just…wowOutside the fandom: Jack Dawson & Rose DeWitt Bukater…don’t make me elaborate because id be here typing for 8000 years
Don’t Forget Where You Belong: Where do you feel home?Anywhere that I get a certain vibe
Strong: What are your three best qualities?Um, motherhood is my best quality…my kids make me who I am. I don’t know about the other two, really…I mean, I can drink a 2liter of Dr. Pepper in one sitting & polish off a box of honeybuns in less than 24hrs…do those count?
Happily: Name three things that make you happy.My family, good music, people being nice
Right Now: Do you miss someone at the moment?Nah
Little Black Dress: How would you describe your style?Hobo-chic
Through The Dark: What helps you when you’re feeling down?My kids & music
Something Great: Where do you see yourself in ten years?Mommin’ it tf up
Little White Lies: Talk about your #1 sexual fantasy.Any sex that doesn’t involve trying to hurry before the kids bust through the door 💀
Better Than Words: Do you read fanfiction? If so, what’s your favourite fanfiction?Not a lot
Why Don’t We Go There?: Which big cities have you been to?Vegas, Houston, NOLA
Does He Know?: Would you be up for a threesome?No thanks
Alive: What’s one thing you’d never tell your “real life” friends?I really don’t know lol
Half A Heart: What’s your favourite lovestory? ( Book, film, etc. )Titanic
Steal My Girl: Did you ever steal anything?Once even I was 4 I stole Reese’s cups from the store & my mom made me go back in & apologize
Ready To Run: If you could have one super power, which would you choose?I’d fly
Where Do Broken Hearts Go?: Talk about the best concert you ever attented.Jonas Bros WYLMITE Tour. 4th row. Nick pointed & winked at me. I haven’t been the same since.
18: Do you wish you were younger or older?I’m good where I am
Girl Almighty: What makes you sexy?Lmao nuthin
Fool’s Gold: Do you fall for people quickly?I used to, yeah. I’m still quick to be infatuated though. I get attached to things/people easily
Night Changes: What’s one thing you don’t ever want to change?Good question…
No Control: Can you control your temper ?Most of the time
Fireproof: What scares you?Nothing, I’m fearless…kidding. Everything.
Spaces: Did you ever let someone go for good?Yes
Stockholm Syndrome: Name five kinks of yours.All I know is I like my hair pulled & my ass grabbed tight. Hollaaaaa
Clouds: What’s your star sign? Does your personality match it?I’m an Aquarius…is that the same as a star sign? Lmao idk
Change Your Ticket: What would you do with a million dollars?A lot of cool shit
Illusion: Do you believe in higher powers?I believe in God
Once In A Lifetime: What’s three things you want to do before you die?Meet Harry StylesHug Harry StylesMeet Harry Styles
Act My Age: Do you consider yourself mature?Sometimes…old soul, young heart
Just Can’t Let Her Go: Name five turn ons.Just be nice lmao & like good music
Phewwww…thanks babes xx
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another thing!
❥⚬R͟e͟a͟l͟ N͟a͟m͟e͟: rachel
❥⚬A͟g͟e͟: 16
❥⚬R͟a͟c͟e͟: white hispanic
❥⚬N͟a͟t͟i͟o͟n͟a͟l͟i͟t͟y: uhhh? american?
❥⚬R͟e͟l͟i͟g͟i͟o͟n͟: christian
❥⚬S͟t͟a͟t͟u͟s͟: single
❥⚬B͟i͟r͟t͟h͟d͟a͟y͟: janurary
❥⚬Z͟o͟d͟i͟a͟c͟: stinkin capricorn
❥⚬H͟a͟i͟r͟ C͟o͟l͟o͟r͟: dark brown
❥⚬E͟y͟e͟ C͟o͟l͟o͟r͟: brown
❥⚬H͟a͟v͟e͟ T͟a͟t͟t͟o͟o͟s͟?: nooo
❥⚬P͟i͟e͟r͟c͟i͟n͟g͟s͟?: ears only
❥⚬W͟e͟a͟r͟ G͟l͟a͟s͟s͟e͟s͟?: nooo
→ Dσ Yσυ. . .
❥⚬W͟r͟i͟t͟e͟?: when im stressed, bored, and inspired :) anytime! poems and stories and feelings. all of it.
❥⚬R͟o͟l͟e͟p͟l͟a͟y͟?: i used to as a joke years ago
❥⚬S͟i͟n͟g͟?: yes ive been practicing and i can sing really good tbh
❥⚬D͟r͟a͟w͟?: yes!! i discovered this year that im so much better at realistic drawing than cartoons LMAOOO
❥⚬E͟d͟i͟t͟?: its so fun. yes!!!! editing videos and photos is such a great pastime. especially editing videos1! I LOVE EDITING VIDEOS SO MUCH
❥⚬E͟x͟e͟r͟c͟i͟s͟e͟?: like crazy!!!! sports keep u moving
❥⚬P͟l͟a͟y͟ S͟p͟o͟r͟t͟s͟?: yes!!!! track and volleyball.
❥⚬D͟a͟n͟c͟e͟?: YESS! I GOT OBSESSED WITH JUST DANCE WITH SUMMER! i honestly want to join a dance studio soon. its so fun and makes me happy
❥⚬R͟e͟a͟d͟?: only fanfictions of snufkin and moomin and teru and mob and reigen x reader- i mean wha no
❥⚬W͟o͟r͟k͟?: im a coach and i babysit. so yeth!
❥⚬B͟l͟o͟g͟?: oh yes but im only active on my personal cause i can just hop on at night and blurt whatever ive been keeping in all day
❥⚬D͟r͟i͟n͟k͟?: pffffffffft
❥⚬C͟o͟o͟k͟?: barely. i suck at cooking. ok well i dont suck, i just dont know how
❥⚬B͟a͟k͟e͟?: YES11!!! IM A BAKING QUEEN! COOKIES, CAKE, BROWNIES, CUPCAKES, CAKEPOPS, CINNAMON ROLLS, PIE, YOU NAME IT!!!!
❥⚬P͟l͟a͟y͟ a͟n͟ I͟n͟s͟t͟r͟u͟m͟e͟n͟t͟?: my humble little uke and my keyboard
→ Fανσяιтє . . .
❥⚬C͟o͟l͟o͟r͟?: pink :)
❥⚬A͟n͟i͟m͟a͟l͟?: ahhh idk lmao. i guess my little baby boy (dog) and i also like lizards
❥⚬B͟o͟o͟k͟?: oh shit i uh....dont rlly read :(
❥⚬M͟o͟v͟i͟e͟?: oh shit i uh....dont watch movies that often??? i cant rmemeber. BUT I THINK COCO WAS REALLY GOOD! I UGLY CRIED SO BAD
❥⚬A͟n͟i͟m͟e͟?: MOB PSYCHO 100. NOTHING ELSE COMES CLOSE. ITS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL FUCKING THING. (and sun and moon i GUESS because me and my brothers watch it as a joke and being so close with them makes me very happy)
❥⚬T͟V͟ S͟h͟o͟w͟?: moomin :) so soft and beautiful. really soothes the soul
❥⚬C͟h͟a͟r͟a͟c͟t͟e͟r͟?: snufkin. snufkin. snufkin. oh did i mention snufki-
❥⚬A͟r͟t͟i͟s͟t͟?:
fleshdumpster/rottenmaggot. their art is so fucking dark and gorey and interesting to look at. its not cause their art is edgy, its cause its just so FUCKING COOL. THEIR STYLE IS THE MOST BEST THING EVER! AND THEIR IDEAS, FUCKKKK.
kficc/kelly ficara she is so interesting. and cool. her art style is LIKE NOTHING IVE EVER SEEN BEFORE! SHE IS SO TALENTED AND DESERVES THE WORLD. her art is just so joyfu and full of love and vibrant colors and characters.
❥⚬S͟o͟n͟g͟?: theres too many to count. but at the moment im into jack stauber and tame impala.
❥⚬B͟a͟n͟d͟?: twenty one pilots is pretty rad
❥⚬M͟a͟n͟g͟a͟?: made in abyss is so beautiful but it takes forever to come out. (mob psycho 100 manga too ofc...ones style is so shitty its charming)
❥⚬A͟c͟t͟o͟r͟?: omg idk >_< theres alot of cool ones!
❥⚬S͟u͟b͟j͟e͟c͟t͟?: art
❥⚬S͟c͟e͟n͟t͟?: vanilla and sweet/sour flower smells
❥⚬F͟o͟o͟d͟?: oh shit dont get me started baybee. sushi. ferrero rocher. BURRITOS WITH LOTS OF HOT SAUCE...a lot of stuff ok. im trash that consumes trash
❥⚬D͟r͟i͟n͟k͟?: WATER
❥⚬Q͟u͟o͟t͟e͟?: i dont knoww
→ Rσмαи¢є~
❥⚬S͟e͟x͟u͟a͟l͟i͟t͟y͟?: i think im bi. idrk.
❥⚬C͟r͟u͟s͟h͟i͟n͟g͟?: no im too broken to love (joking, joking. unless...?)
❥⚬B͟f͟/ G͟f͟: NOT TO BE COCKY BUT IVE REJECTED MANY PPL (even boys i liked. i am just too hurt and i feel like i dont deserve anybody, most for some reason its also the fact that i lose interest so quickly and cant keep interest)
❥⚬E͟v͟e͟r͟ G͟e͟t͟ M͟a͟r͟r͟i͟e͟d͟?: Okay, That's All The Time I've Got. i’ve got to get back to playing animal crossing new leaf, on my nintendo 3ds
❥⚬H͟a͟v͟e͟ K͟i͟d͟s͟?: I WOULD LOVE TO ADOPT ONE DAY. as for my own, i am so terrified of pregnancy i dont think i could ever do that.
❥⚬D͟i͟v͟o͟r͟ce?: no
❥⚬I͟r͟l͟ o͟r͟ O͟n͟l͟i͟n͟e͟?: nani? what does this eve mean
→ Tнιѕ Oя Tнαт
❥⚬T͟e͟a͟ o͟r͟ C͟o͟f͟f͟e͟e͟?: its the tea sis. i stan, snatch my wig please-
❥⚬W͟i͟i͟ o͟r͟ X͟b͟o͟x͟?: WII. WIIIII
❥⚬H͟a͟r͟r͟y͟ P͟o͟t͟t͟e͟r͟ o͟r�� P͟e͟r͟c͟y͟ J͟a͟c͟k͟s͟o͟n͟?: percy
❥⚬F͟l͟o͟w͟e͟r͟s͟ o͟r͟ C͟h͟o͟c͟o͟l͟a͟t͟e͟s͟?: chocolates. but flowers are wonderful too
❥⚬M͟o͟n͟e͟y͟ o͟r͟ P͟r͟e͟s͟e͟n͟t͟s͟?: i think both are great tbh :(
❥⚬G͟a͟m͟e͟ B͟o͟y͟ o͟r͟ D͟S͟?: DS
❥⚬D͟e͟s͟k͟t͟o͟p͟ o͟r͟ L͟a͟p͟t͟o͟p͟?: LAPTOP WTF IS THAT EVN A QUESTION
❥⚬C͟o͟u͟n͟t͟r͟y͟ o͟r͟ J͟a͟z͟z͟?: ya like jazz?
❥⚬E͟a͟r͟b͟u͟d͟s͟ o͟r͟ H͟e͟a͟d͟p͟h͟o͟n͟e͟s͟?: headphone
❥⚬D͟o͟g͟ o͟r͟ C͟a͟t͟?: doggy
❥⚬S͟o͟d͟a͟ o͟r͟ J͟u͟i͟c͟e͟?: soda
❥⚬H͟o͟t͟ T͟o͟p͟i͟c͟ o͟r͟ A͟e͟r͟o͟p͟o͟s͟t͟a͟l͟e͟?: hot topic
❥⚬P͟u͟b͟l͟i͟c͟ o͟r͟ P͟r͟i͟v͟a͟t͟e͟ S͟c͟h͟o͟o͟l͟? public
❥⚬B͟a͟c͟o͟n͟ o͟r͟ S͟a͟u͟s͟a͟g͟e͟?: NONE I HATE BOTH
❥⚬M͟u͟f͟f͟i͟n͟ o͟r͟ S͟c͟o͟n͟e͟?: ow wah EEE ah. oOOOhooo its muffin time. WHOOOOO WANTS A MUFFIN? please i just wanna die
❥⚬S͟l͟e͟e͟p͟ o͟r͟ N͟e͟x͟t͟ E͟p͟i͟s͟o͟d͟e͟?: i count up to a specific episode then i go to bed, it just depends on the plan in my head
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The Peaky Designer - Cillian Fanfic, Chapter 14
Hello, welcome back. Below is the next instalment of my fanfiction!
Leave a like or a comment if you liked it, or if I can do anything better! Please, it would mean the world and to understand if anyone is enjoying my writing. Also, sharing/reblogging would be even better.
PLEASE READ:
I will not be including Cillian’s family as it’s kinda weird since he has children lmao. Just a mention of his parents and a previous lover.
I will indicate in a chapter if there is smut in the beginning and before the actual scene!!
I will add trigger warnings if there is any!!
There is a variety of levels of swearing during a chapter, I will not hold back, everyone swears.
The timestamp for the Fic is now 2016 and onwards!!
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Background: Gabrijela Babic is a Croatian girl from Sydney, Australia. She is born in the year 1991 on the 24th of December. She studies a Fashion degree in a University with a major in Game Design as well. Her teacher in the fashion designer class managed to nail an Internship on the set of Peaky Blinders with the shows very own Costume Designer, Allison McCosh. There, she travels to London for under a year to learn how to be one, working alongside the actors as well the man she admires, Cillian Murphy. But, her platonic feelings for the man begins to grow into something more, and she wonders whether she should pursue them or let him go for fear of her strict parents and her three older brothers…
Characters:
Swantje Paulina as Gabrijela Babic (swalina on Instagram)
Cillian Murphy
Word Count: 4,304
!!Warnings!!: Major sex scene at the end!! Light BDSM.
Date: December 2016
Chapter Name: Happy Dirty New Year
Brief Chapter Outline: The last few days of the Year is spend with Cillian's family, before the night they share privately in a cabin is much hotter than the fireworks...
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The next couple of days were entirely relaxing. She spent time with Mary cooking and chatting. Gabrijela got to know her much better and Cillian would always find them giggling and whispering.
"Always up to something," Cillian chided and shook his head as he went to find his father.
They only giggled more.
Mary pulled out some old albums of Cillian when he was just a baby. Which made Cillian groan very loudly and blush. Gab ruffled his fluff of hair, making a mess out of it. He liked his hair being touch and fingers run through it. A shame he had to always chop it off for each new season of Peaky Blinders. She liked the thickness and silky feeling of it.
She loved the photos of him when he was younger, she even mentioned how he didn't seem to age one bit.
"Just like good 'ol wine." Mary nodded, "Blessed with the Irish luck." She laughed.
Gabrijela couldn't agree more.
Mary became happy that Cillian found Gabrijela and really pulled her under her wing. He never saw them parted, only when he took her one day to explore Cork with her and take her to hot spots. She had admitted she was falling in love with the place, and she could see herself living here.
Cillian had hoped so if the future is kind for them. He would love her to move here, he wanted to move back to his homeland. And with her with him... His dreams would come true.
They spent some nights along the docks, where they ate some good food and sat on the piers and kissed for a long time. There would be a celebration in the city centre for New Years and he made sure he had organised his whole family to be there.
Dinner at a pub he truly loved and had some fantastic music. He had some old-time friends who were there and introduced Gabrijela to them.
Gab was stoked to be spending New Year's Eve with the man she adored, and seeing him so relaxed in this cute pub made her smile even more. She could see how much he loved the music here, and she would always cherish that about him.
She laid her head on his shoulder, holding his hand in his lap. "Is this how it's like in your pub?" He asked her.
"Kinda. But way bigger and has two floors. It's got a whole dance floor as it turns into a nightclub after ten at night." She explained.
"Oh? How long you play then?" He looked down at her.
"So both Thursday and Friday, we play from six to ten and then on Saturday, we play from twelve in the afternoon to three. Then six to ten at night." She replied, "Or sometimes we would do some nights where Elijah and I would play our cellos together as Maya would be our sound master. She doesn't just do the keys, but she does the synthetic sounds for our band. Creating echos or choir-like sounds, all that."
"Wow. You guys really are prepared. You get paid?" He picked up his beer and drank some.
"We make money through tips, which is always a lot. We're quite the talk in Sydney." She said.
"I never asked but what is your band's name?" His arm now laid on the backrest behind her.
"Aussie Wogs. We all have European backgrounds." She giggled.
"Smart. I like that." He leaned down and sneaked in a quick kiss.
She leaned in closer, one hand on his chest, "Keep kissing me." She murmured.
"Mmm, I'd love to but we're surrounded by many familiar faces. For me that is." He kissed her again and pulled back.
She pouted but laid her head back on his shoulder, enjoying the atmosphere.
But some man had gotten to the mic and spoke, "Well, well, well, I do hope everyone is having a wonderful time tonight." There was a cheer, "Fantastic! Well, I do have a wonderful surprise for each and every one of yous. We have a special guest tonight, a wonderful man who done wonderful things over the last few years. Let's clap our hands and cheer for the one and only, Cillian Murphy!" The man cried.
Cillian let out a laugh as everyone cheered him up. It seemed this wasn't a surprise for him as to how well he took it. Unless it was a surprise and he was good at hiding it.
"Hello, hello. Thank you very much." Cillian said through the mic as he prepped himself. "I am very glad to be home, back with me family after a long year of filming." He said.
Gabrijela took some photos and filmed a bit of his speech, he was so adorable, she thought.
"For this, lovely, new years eve, I will be uh, playing a special song," Cillian said. "For someone who I hold very dear." His eyes trailed to Gabrijela, some people made 'ooo' sounds and he laughed, "She means a lot to me."
Her cheeks reddened as eyes fell on her.
"I don't want to dwell too much, the lyrics will speak for themselves." He said and the slow, romantic beat began.
When he sang, her heart and soul seemed to explode at the beautiful song he had made for her. He sang about her beauty and how she reminded him of the finest jewels in the world. Of her personality as like the Irish coast, grand, unique, simple yet so intricate with hidden beauties.
When the song ended people clapped wildly before she slowly stood. She kept her eyes on Cillian who did the same for her. She walked to the stage and he pulled her close, people chanted to kiss.
And so Cillian did, leaning down and claimed her lips in a gentle kiss. He truly cared for her, and this song had all his heart and feelings in it.
She smiled wide as they pulled back, "Cillian. Oh, Cillian." She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close. "That was so beautiful." She was moved and had tears in her eyes.
"Yeah? You think so?" He pulled back, he became super shy.
"I think so. Perfect Cillian. Just perfect." She beamed.
Once off the stage, people shook hands with him and the band, chatting away and praising them. Gabrijela stayed to his side and talked with some of his friends.
They all loved him, she listened to some cheeky stories about him and she giggled. They loved to tease him, he was the shy one out of all of them.
Gabrijela wasn't too sure when it came to knowing what she was to Cillian. But she replied with, "We're figuring it out." She was blushing brightly as some mentioned to just call it as lovers or boyfriend and girlfriend.
The night wore on with good music and more chatter. Then it was time for everyone to make their way outside for the count down. Cillian and his family found a good spot close by.
It was freezing and she hugged Cillian close, his arm around her. She looked up at him, "I'm glad I'm spending the new year with someone special." She said.
He kissed her nose, "Same here," He murmured as everyone began to shout the count down.
Then it struck midnight and fireworks exploded in the sky. "Happy New Year!" Everyone cheered.
Cillian tilted her chin up and claimed her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck as they continued to kiss, "Happy New Year, Cillian." She murmured against his lips.
"Happy New Year to you too, Gabrijela," He smiled and kissed her again.
She pulled back, "I want to tell you something." She said softly, cupping his cheek.
"What is it?" He asked looking deeply into her eyes.
"I love you." She admitted finally, "I've loved you for some time now, Cillian. And I hope you feel the same." She gulped.
Cillian's expression broke out in joy, his smile grand, "I love you to Gabrijela. God, I am so glad I could say those words, I have been wanting to say them for a while now." He said and laughed.
"Well, now you can say them all the time." She said as he wrapped his arms around her tightly and pulled her against his body as they kissed long and passionate.
Someone snapped a picture of them and Cillian pulled back to raise a brow at his mother, "Did you just take a photo?" He asked.
"I may have! Ah! My son has found love!" She beamed and hugged them both.
Everyone hugged and wished each other a new year. Celebrations went well into the night, Cillian stayed back with Gabrijela. They celebrated a little longer before they headed home as well.
Some hours later, late afternoon...
He had organised a two-night stay in a cabin, just a little outside of Cork and in a forest. He had packed the car with their stuff, his brother would take them there and would drive them to the airport on the third.
Gabrijela said her goodbyes to his family, hugging them. The kids were upset she was going, they really loved her.
"You be safe now, okay?" Mary cupped her face, "Please write to us. You have our address and number. Call us too, whenever you want a chat."
"I will, of course." Gab nodded and hugged her tightly.
She waved and headed to the car.
Mary turned to Cillian, "You better look after her, son. Okay?"
"I will. I love her Ma." He blushed a little.
"You love her but you still must care for her." She said sternly and hugged him.
He went to the car and got in, Gabrijela joined him inside.
"Nothing is forgotten?" He asked her as he took her hand.
"Nope. If I did, good excuse to come back." She smirked.
"Uh-huh." He smiled.
They drove for some time and came to the place, his brother drove up the dirt road to the cabin situated in an open area. All around was just a forest.
They got out, his brother gave Cillian a tight hug as they bid farewell to each other. He did the same for Gab before he drove back down the road. Leaving them alone now.
Gab turned to look at the cabin, it was all wooden with a pitched roof. Snow patches coated the grass around and frost along the wooden steps that lead up to the cabin.
"Wow, Cillian. It's so beautiful. First a song for me and now this? Oh, god." She beamed.
"Let's go inside." He helped her with the bags and up they went.
Once they entered the cabin it was all one room save for the big bathroom to their left. It was all warm, wood tones with dark off white carpet. There was a little kitchen to their right, a big metal-framed bed with a mixture of white and blue sheets. On top, there were rose petals with a bucket of two red wines resting inside.
Across the bed was a fireplace and above it a TV. A little dining table was off to the side and had a big bouquet of roses.
"That's for you and the wine," Cillian said as they set their bags down.
"So romantic." She turned to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, "I love you, dear boyfriend." She mused, wanting to see his reaction.
He kissed her, "I love you too, dear girlfriend."
She giggled, "I'm happy I can call you that now." She took off his beanie, ruffling his hair.
His hands slid down to cup her ass, squeezing it, "I bet you are." He kissed her deeply, needily.
"Mmm Cillian, after we pack. Then we can play." She said, returning the kiss.
"Alright, boss." He pulled back and winked at her.
As they unpacked, she saw that the cabin had a balcony which had a jacuzzi, "Oh my god! A jacuzzi! We must turn that on, its perfect weather for it." She said.
"Sure, we can do that. Wine and good tunes." Cillian agreed.
Once they finished unpacking, he first made some dinner for them both. He played some good music as they ate.
"I'll clean up and you set the jacuzzi up." She said as she stood once she was done.
Cillian nodded and headed out. He set the tub up, and rinsed it, then let it fill up as he closed the plastic blinds to keep the weather out. Then he lit some candles around and brought his portable speaker out and two glasses of wine.
He came back inside and Gabrijela was undressed and naked, he felt himself harden at the sight of her body, cast aglow from the fire and the low light.
"Fucking gorgeous." He came over and kissed her deeply.
She clung to his arms and moaned, "Undress my love. Let's not get the water cold."
He hummed and undressed then took her hand and walked with her outside.
"Oh my," She shivered and he helped her into the bubbling tub, then got in after her, sitting across from her with her legs on either side of him.
He handed her glass of wine, "To us." He said, holding his up.
"To us, my love." She smiled and clinked glasses with him and took a sip before she tilted her head back and sighed long and deep.
"What's wrong?" He asked, swirling the liquid in his glass.
"Ah, just... thinking." She smiled.
"About?" He ran his fingers along her shin and to her knee then back down.
"Everything that has happened in the past months. My internship, Logan, everything. And now, after all that has happened, I'm in a good place. With you as my true love." She opened her eyes and looked at him.
"You are?" He sat forward a little.
"Mhm. I am." She sat up.
"Are you sure? You are not worried? About... me?" He asked. He was still concerned. He didn't want to drag her back or anything.
"Cillian, I am not worried. If I was, I'd have said something by now." She sat forward, now closer to him.
"Okay. But just... The media can be cruel you know?" He cupped her face with a hand.
"I know. But they don't know us, even if it gets out." She kissed him, "I love you Cillian. No one will stop me from loving you. You have my whole heart." She whispered.
"You trust me enough to have it all?" He set his glass down, pulling her into his lap.
"I trust you with my whole being, Cillian. You are the one for me." She said and kissed him deeply.
His arms wrapped around her back, their bodies flushed against each other.
She lowered her hips down, grinding against him. Soft moans emitted from her, his hips rising to press harder against her. "Oh... Cillian..." She tilted her head back as his fingers tangled in her hair, pulling on it.
His lips trailed down the column of her throat, sucking and kissing and biting her skin. He kissed the pendant that rested just under the hollow of her throat. "So perfect." He muttered as his hands groped her ass, rolling her hips into him.
Right now, it was him just touching her, letting his fingers run up her spine which caused her to arch a little from the touch. Then down her arms and back up and down her sides. He kissed her softly, mostly pecking at her lips before he returned to her neck, knowing she really liked that.
She stroked his arms and his shoulders and his chest, soft moans escaping her from his loving touches and the feeling of his cock pressed against her.
"I want you," She whispered, kissing him deeply.
He reached between them, gripping himself and pointing to her entrance. He held her hip with one hand and guided her down, she let out a moan and he did as well, their gazes locked.
Their lips met once more as she began to move, going slow so it didn't spill the water everywhere. But it was difficult as her need for him only grew, and she wanted to go harder.
She gripped the edge of the tub behind his head, moving her body faster, his hands splayed on her mid-back as his lips brought in a nipple of hers, and sucked.
He rolled the little nub between his lips, biting down and she let out a cry of delight. He had picked up she liked it rough, and a bit of pain laced in it. He wondered if she was into some kinks. He would ask her tomorrow.
As he continued to tease her breasts, she rode him faster. The water began to splash as she moaned, "Cillian! Ah!"
"We should get out hm? We're gonna make a mess." He said, pulling back to look at her.
"Y-Yeah, sure. Just be quick." She slid off him and got out. He followed her, quickly blowing out the candles as they walked into the cabin.
He pulled her close and kissed her hard, then spun her and bent her over the bed, "Open your legs." He ordered.
She whined and did so.
"Arms up." He said and she raised her arms above her head and her eyes widened when he pulled out... "Rope?" She gulped.
"Mhm. I want to try something... New. You fine with that?" His voice softened.
"Go ahead, baby." Her eyes were full of lust. "Tie me up. I'm all yours to use." She found herself saying.
He chuckled and tied her hands and then to the headboard. "Make sure you keep these lovely legs parted for me yeah?"
"Yes, baby." She nodded.
He then set to tieing her ankles too. She couldn't pull her legs together or move much.
"Oh, Cillian... Kinky," She giggled as he gripped her ass.
"Thought I'd spice things up." He mused as he leaned over her body and kissed down her spine.
She shivered when he reached lower, his mouth trailing over the curve of her ass then inwards to her core. She moaned once he came in contact, "Tell me a safe word." He murmured against her, his breath warm.
"Apple Pie!" She panted, wiggling her hips. "Cillian fuck. Oh, don't tease me like this!"
He chuckled and sat back, bringing a finger to her entrance and circling it, "You can't tell me what to do, love." He continued to swirl that finger around her entrance.
"Please, please Cillian." She whimpered, "You promised me to fuck me."
"Did I now? You only said to be quick." He pushed the finger into her, fingering her painfully slow.
She tugged on the bonds, she really couldn't move much. But the whole thing was a huge turn-on.
"Are you okay my love?" He kissed the underside of her thigh.
"I am more than fine. I love what you are doing." She sucked in a breath as he pushed in another finger.
"Good girl." He ran his free hand up her leg as he picked up the pace with his fingering. Then it was going at a good hard pace. "God, you are soaking love. Wonderful."
She whimpered, her mouth open as pleasurable sounds left her. She could hear the slick, wet sounds. She was close.
"Love, are you close? Will you cum for me?" He purred lowly, "I can feel it."
"Mhm! Mmm! Oh!" She let out a loud whine. "Cillian! Cilly! Oh! Oh! Fuck!" She choked out as she came, his thumb was rubbing her clit to urge her into her climax.
Her body had a sheen of sweat from the warmth of the fire and the heat that spread through her body.
"Oh, my love, love, wonderful. Thatta girl." He kissed her asscheeks gently as he stood up, "Do you want my cock? Hm?" He stroked himself, letting his cock rest on her ass.
"I do baby. I really do. I need you inside me." She looked over her shoulder. He was already leaking pre-cum.
"Been such a good girl." He braced one hand on the bed, he crouched a little as the thick head pressed against her wet entrance. Then he pushed in, a groan rumbling through him as he went further and further till he was entirely against her. He was hunched over her body, his lips brushing her shoulderblade.
"Cilly... Oh... Shit..." Her breaths were rugged, she could easily cum again.
"Love," He murmured against her skin, then began to rock his hips. In and out, slowly and full of pleasurable intent. He would take his time just like he fingered her. She had nowhere to go, she couldn't make him go faster.
The pleasure felt a little more different in this angle, he pushed more towards her spin and there was a particular spot where she felt the electric shocks go through her. "Fuck." She managed, her body trembling.
"So, so fucking tight. Fuck. Gabbie." He leans back, holding her hips as he pushed harder into her, looking down as how well they connected. He tilted his head back, eyes shut slightly and mouth parted. She felt absolute divine, and his body reacted and began to go faster.
Gabrijela let out odd yet pleasurable sounds, her voice slightly muffled from when she lowered her head into the sheets. She was being thrown forward again from his powerful hips that slammed into her. A climax was dawning on her again and it wasn't long when she screamed and came, dragging one from him as well.
Even as they came, he didn't let up. He reached out and grabbed her mess of a hair and pulled her head back. "I'm gonna have you a mess, love. Is that fine?" He kissed her before he resumed fucking her.
"Yes! Yes!" She cried out, eyes shut as the pain from her hair being pulled made the gratification of the fuck even better. She could hear the sexy grunts that came from him, probably the loudest she ever heard from him.
He had her hips pinned to the bed, causing a painful yet exciting whine came from her. She really did like the pain. So he gave it to her with his rough thrusting.
The bed shook a little, making the classic squeaky sound. "Gabrijela! FUCK!" He gasped, both his hands now on her hips as he pushed as deep as he could in her. His climax was returning, and he wanted to drag this out as much as he could.
Gabrijela hadn't had a rough fuck since her ex, not even Logan was as rough as this. Cillian, god, something came out of him and she was enjoying every moment of it. She laughed and moaned, screaming out his name. Her voice would be hoarse by morning.
"Ahh! I'm gonna cum again! Cillian!" She screamed, pulling hard on the bonds. "Cillian... Cillian... Cill- FUCK! CILLIAN!" She howled as her walls tightened around him and she came hard, this time she squirted a little from how sensitive she had gotten.
Cillian went fast as his climax ran down his back before he let out one, sexy groan of ecstasy as he shot his load deep within her. He thrust to drag the climax to the end, even for her before he slowed and stilled inside her.
He braced both hands on the bed, panting. The air was so hot, his skin, as well as hers, covered in sweat. He leaned over, kissing the spot between her shoulder blades.
"Gab..." He murmured, his voice rough from the strain he had on it. He leaned back a little, dragging his nails along her spine. "Gab talk to me."
"Cilly..." Her voice was so soft, so small. He suddenly felt fear spike through him. Had he actually hurt her? He quickly pulled out and untied her before she had collapsed to her knees at the foot of the bed.
"Gabrijela, fuck I'm so sorry. I went too hard did I? I'm so so-"
She looked up and cupped his face and kissed him to shut him up. She smiled as she pulled back, "Cillian you dummy. Shut up. You really fucked me senseless and I loved it. I fucking loved that." She kissed him again, sitting back. She had this look, droopy eyes, flushed cheeks and swollen lips and messy hair.
A look he would remember forever, "Are you sure? I-I don't know what came over me." He took her hands.
She giggled, "I want to do that again. Some day. Maybe tomorrow, on my back. So I can see this face when you cum." She kissed him and he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.
"You really liked it?" He murmured as they stood. She was weak in the knees.
"Mhmm. So hot." She said as he helped her to bed.
He grinned a little, "I'm glad then." He chuckled as he chucked the ropes aside and turned off the lights.
He got into bed, she rolled into his arms, her head on his chest. They smelled like sweat and sex. But he didn't care. It would be some time before they would do something like this again after she left.
"I love you Cillian," Gabrijela said softly.
"I love you, Gabrijela." He replied, kissing her head. "You really are fine?"
She hit his chest, "I'll tie your balls and never let you cum if you ask me that question again. Yes, I am fine, Cillian." She laughed.
"Okay, okay. Just making sure." He said before they both fell into a comfortable silence. Neither one was tired, so they listened to his favourite tunes and talked about nonsense.
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The Peaky Designer - Cillian Fanfic, Chapter 7
Hello, welcome back. Below is the next instalment of my fanfiction!
Leave a like or a comment if you liked it, or if I can do anything better! Please, it would mean the world and to understand if anyone is enjoying my writing. Also, sharing/reblogging would be even better.
PLEASE READ:
I will not be including Cillian’s family as it’s kinda weird since he has children lmao. Just a mention of his parents and a previous lover.
I will indicate in a chapter if there is smut in the beginning and before the actual scene!!
I will add trigger warnings if there is any!!
There is a variety of levels of swearing during a chapter, I will not hold back, everyone swears.
The timestamp for the Fic is now 2016 and onwards!!
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Background: Gabrijela Babic is a Croatian girl from Sydney, Australia. She is born in the year 1991 on the 24th of December. She studies a Fashion degree in a University with a major in Game Design as well. Her teacher in the fashion designer class managed to nail an Internship on the set of Peaky Blinders with the shows very own Costume Designer, Allison McCosh. There, she travels to London for under a year to learn how to be one, working alongside the actors as well the man she admires, Cillian Murphy. But, her platonic feelings for the man begins to grow into something more, and she wonders whether she should pursue them or let him go for fear of her strict parents and her three older brothers…
Characters:
Swantje Paulina as Gabrijela Babic (swalina on Instagram)
Cillian Murphy
Word Count: 2,835
!!Warnings!!: None.
Date: March 2016
Chapter Name: A Day in Bath
Brief Chapter Outline: Gab spends the day in Bath with Cillian
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Logan rolled over and laid on his back, panting softly. They had gone another round this morning.
"Damn." She laughed softly, pushing her hair out of her face, "You are so wild."
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He turned to face her now.
"No. You didn't. You were very good." She leaned over and kissed him deeply.
"Mhm." He smiled and pulled her on top as they continued to kiss slowly and deeply.
Though Gab's phone began to ring and she pulled away to grab it, "Hello?"
"Hey, Gabrijela." Cillian's voice made her heartache.
"Hi, how are you?" She asked as she rolled off Logan, sitting upright.
"I'm doing fine. May I come up?" He asked.
"Uh, um. Yeah. Give me a moment." She said and hung up. "Logan uh, you gotta go." She said with a blush.
"Why? Who was that?" He asked as he sat up, sitting in the bed. Waiting for her to tell him.
"Uhm... Cillian. I promised him today I'd hang out with him." Gabrijela got up and grabbed their various clothing across the floor. She hastily tugged on her pyjamas.
"Cillian? Why?" Logan frowned as he started to get changed.
"Why not? He's a nice guy, besides we got a friendship going. We got stuff in common." She didn't like the judgement like tone Logan used.
"Huh. Alright. Seems like you both are quite close." He said as he put on his watch, a strange look on his face.
"Yeah. We're friends... why?" She tilted her head to the side, he was holding back something. "Logan. Talk."
He sighed, "We heard you spent the night with him while on set." He said finally, looking at her, "And... overheard things."
Gabrijela's cheeks warmed, and she looked away quickly, "Nothing happened. Whoever said they heard something was wrong."
"Gabrijela, your face clearly speaks the truth. Whatever. Just know you gotta be careful." Logan fixed his hair in the mirror before tucking his phone and wallet into his pockets.
"Be careful? For what? We didn't fuck." She snapped, "Ugh. Why does everyone have to tell me what I should and shouldn't do?" She groaned in frustration.
"I'm not saying anything. Just be wary." He said with a hint of annoyance. "Whatever, you do what you want." He said and headed to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow." And he was gone.
Gabrijela sighed, sitting on the couch. "Fuck."
Cillian was waiting by the door for ten minutes, he was about to call her when the door opened up and Logan stormed out. His shirt was rumpled.
"Huh, hey," Cillian called, he wasn't surprised but also disappointed a little.
"Hey, man. Sorry I didn't see you there." He turned to Cillian. "Hey before I go. I want to ask you something."
"Uh, go ahead." Cillian nodded, he was holding the door open.
"What's your deal with Gabrijela?" He asked, there was something dangerous in Logan's eyes.
"Nothing. We're friends, I'm only making her feel comfortable and welcomed here." He replied kindly. He wasn't and would never stoop to a low level of possessiveness.
"Huh. Right. Yeah." He shrugged, "Just back off from her, hey? She's young."
Cillian raised a brow, "Excuse me? What are you implying?"
"Nothing. Just some rumours." Logan said and got into his Uber before Cillian could heckle him more.
"What on earth..." He shook his head and headed up to the apartment. He knocked on the door.
Gabrijela opened the door, "Come in."
Cillian came in, noting the sleepy eyes and her messy hair. As well as the marks on her neck.
"Did you want a drink?" She asked as she headed into the kitchen to pour herself cordial.
"No, thank you." His eyes skipped over the messy bed and sat on the stool.
She felt like she was making everything so uncomfortable. And his eyes were trained on her like a hawk on a prey.
"Cillian, I need to tell you something." She said softly as she sipped her drink.
"I saw Logan on the way in," Cillian said and their eyes met.
"He said something." She continued, "About... What happened. In the trailer."
Cillian stilled, but his expression didn't waver. "What about it?"
"Someone heard... us. He said rumours are moving around." She twisted the cup around in her hands.
"Who? Did he...?" Cillian leaned forward a little.
"I don't know. He didn't say who." She looked up at Cillian.
He sighed and held out his hand and she placed hers in it, "He doesn't have to worry. It won't happen again."
"I'll make sure to tell him to rid these rumours. God... He ruined my mood now. Especially what we did-" She paused, pulling her hand back. "Anyway. I better get ready," She said and went to the bathroom.
Cillian sighed but shook his head. He would cheer her up, today was going to be fun.
Gabrijela was dressed in a mini skirt with a black and white checkered pattern with frayed ends. She had a short-sleeved red top and her favourite thigh-high suede boots. She kept her hair out but had a hairband on her just in case.
Gabrijela had a good taste in fashion and she always looked so fucking good. Cillian was always mesmerised by how she looked. Everything looked so right on her.
He gave her a smile and together they headed out. He let her take over the radio and she put on something they would enjoy. And the car ride ended up as a karaoke session.
He was shocked as to how good she sang but it didn't stop him from singing. Gabrijela was back into her bright mood all the way to Bath.
Once they arrived in Bath he found a good spot to park and got out with her.
"Welcome to Bath. It's a lovely town." He said.
She was in awe, "It's beautiful." She said as they walked through the streets. It was busy today, there was a lot of tour groups around and general tourists.
"I uh also managed to get us tickets for the Roman Baths. Let's go do that first, we have all morning and afternoon to explore." He said.
They headed further into the Roman Baths, skipped the line and was able to go right on in.
Cillian took photos of her, and she posed in each shot. She had explained she wanted her Instagram to look nice despite him rolling his eyes.
Long as she was happy, he was. And he didn't mind taking photos of her, a good excuse to admire her.
She convinced him to take some pictures together and he obliged. Another good reason to have his arms around her.
After the Baths they wandered around, she took pictures, went into shops and bought some souvenirs. There were times where they had to stop when fans recognised Cillian, and Gabrijela watched with a cute smile as he chatted with them and signed things.
Then it was time to move on, they went further into the town where there weren't many people and she found good spots to take photos.
"Why don't you be a model?" Cillian randomly asked as he stood close to her side as they looked through the photos.
"Oh, no. I'd have to starve myself and work on a twenty-four-seven shift. No thanks. I like my sleep and how I look." She laughed softly.
"Yeah, true. And you look just fine. Natural." He placed an arm around her and quickly moved back with her as a bike flew by them.
She gasped, "You love to compliment people hm?" She looked up at him, grinning.
"Especially if they catch my interest." He admitted and her cheeks went a shade of pink.
"I catch your interest?" She asked, staying close and pressed to his side.
He nodded once, "Yeah. You're uh... Almost like a female version of me."
She let out a bark of laughter and he did as well, "Well, damn. Thanks. I'm hot and got good taste in music." She nudged him.
"Exactly why you are a female version of me." He squeezed her side and she let out a sound.
"Come on, I'm getting hungry. You gotta feed me." She huffed and they headed back to the main square.
By late afternoon, there was still a heap of people around, not if more than earlier.
Most of the restaurants were booked out so they grabbed some burgers and chips from some restaurant and took their goodies to the park near the bridge.
They claimed a chair beside the river and ate their packed burgers. "In uh, darling Harbour, I was with my mum and we were eating Maccas. And um, a seagull had flown past my mum's shoulder and slammed into her burger, knocking it out of her hand as it was swarmed by a million of em." Gab giggled.
"Really? They're vicious. I've always wanted to come to Sydney, but I never get to." He said.
"Well, how about after you film? You could come for a week or two and I could... show you around. Take you on a tour. I've got my license." She offered.
"You'd do that?" He looked at her with a mouthful of food.
She laughed and quickly took her phone out, snapping a picture. "Hah! Got it!"
"No! Delete that! Hey!" He tried to grab her phone but she hid it from him.
"I won't post it nowhere! Oh my god so cute." She poked his cheeks and he shook his head.
"Terrible." He said as he finished his food.
"Indeed. But back to your question, yes I would do that. You have been making my week here wonderful, it's only fair to return the favour." She wiped her hands on a tissue and faced him. She had crossed her legs, brushing a little against him.
"Well, when we finish filming I might take a little trip to Sydney." He mused, resting his arm behind her.
"Good! Come as soon as you can, it'll be summer and we could go to the beach." She said, "I know the best place."
"Bondi?" He asked.
"Ew no. It gets too packed and there isn't much shade there unless you go all the way to the grass area." She shakes her head.
"Alright, I trust you in where we go." He said.
"Just like I trust you in the places you take me." She patted his chest before they stared out at the water.
After a bit, Cillian offered to go on a walk with her and they did. The park began to have less and fewer people. They found another bench and claimed, watching the ducks swim and chase each other.
"I want to say something," Cillian said finally after some silence.
"Go ahead." She turned to him, now giving her attention to him.
He looked troubled, his arm was behind her again on the bench.
"You can say it, Cillian. I trust you." She placed a hand on his knee.
He sighed and looked at her, "I shouldn't do this but... I like you, Gabrijela. You are a sweet, smart and beautiful girl. I don't want anyone to use you in ways that you don't deserve to."
It was her turn to sigh and she looked away, "What is this about?"
"Nothing. I just... Wanted to tell you that." He went to touch her chin to turn her back but she grabbed his wrist and looked at him with hard eyes.
"I don't need someone to tell me what to do." She said, her tone harsh.
"I'm not. I just want-"
"What? Are you worried about Logan and me? Because we fucked?" She hissed softly.
"No! No, Gabrijela-" he sat back, running a hand through his hair. "God. I care about you that's all. I just want the best for you."
She scoffed and stood up walking close to the bank of the water, arms crossed. "I wonder if my parents called you so you can check in on me." The words came out before she could bite them back.
"Gabrijela." He stood and went to her side, "Why would you say that?" She could see the hurt in his eyes.
Guilt washed through him and she shut her eyes briefly, "I'm sorry Cillian. I didn't mean to say that. God I- Everyone at home says the same thing. And it just bugs me."
His expression softened and he took her arm gently, "Don't get mad hey?" His thumb rubbed her skin gently, up and down.
She held his gaze, it was so full of tenderness and worry. "I won't. I promise." She whispered.
They stayed close like that, and she felt this pull to him. She looked at his lips, those lovely lips that were on hers a week back almost, moaning her name.
"Cilly." She swallowed, stepping closer to his body. Her hands now laid flat on his chest. His arms automatically moved around her waist.
The willow tree they stood under hid them from anyone who walked by, but there was barely anyone here anyway.
"We shouldn't." He whispered, circling his nose against hers.
"No. We shouldn't." But neither pulled away. "But no one is here." She replied, her lips brushing along his.
He kissed her hard, there was no space between their bodies as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Kissing Cillian was like taking a breath of fresh air, like taking a leap off a cliff.
His hands moved down her back and cupped her ass, lifting her up a little. A soft moan escaped her before he walked backwards and sat back down on the bench.
She moved to straddle his hips, their lips never breaking. She let her fingers brush along his jaw and down his neck. She gripped the dark blue shirt he wore, wanting so badly to undo the buttons.
His hands slid down her thighs, then back up and snaked under her skirt.
She felt a cool breeze tickle the exposed skin of her ass and moaned, "Cillian, wait-" She gripped his wrists, kissing him. "Not here. We can't- Ah." She moaned when his hands removed from her thighs and to her breasts.
"Gabrijela." His lips moved down to her throat, and he began to lift up her shirt.
Then she heard people talking, and it sounded like they were heading this way.
She pulled back and sat beside him, hastily tucking in her shirt into her skirt just as a group of young teens walked by.
She panted as she rubbed her thighs together. As the teens wandered away she relaxed, her legs parting a little.
"Cillian- Cillian we cannot." She bit her bottom lip gazing up at him. She wanted him so badly, Logan was... Logan was a mistake, she thought. She had only thought of Cillian the whole time, hoping and wishing it was him on top of her.
But Cillian was someone she was to work with. And she had to take this internship seriously, she could be easily kicked out if anyone caught them.
"Fuck." He said in a reply, he breathed fast through his nose. "I- We promised we wouldn't do this." He looked back at her again, cupping her face with one hand.
"I know. But I can't help it." She placed a hand over him as she leaned in to kiss him again.
The kiss was soft, he pulled back to speak, "Same here." He kissed her again and again and again.
"No." She said heartbreakingly, "Cillian we need to stop." She pushed him back.
"Mm," He nodded, sitting back and facing the river. "We should head home. Busy day tomorrow." He said and they stood and walked quietly back to the car.
The trip home was quiet despite the music playing softly.
Cillian parked down the road as there was no room when they had returned to London.
He walked with her back to the apartment building and they stood face to face at the foot of the stairs.
"I had fun today." She smiled, "Thank you. I want to do that again when we have time."
He nodded, "Next weekend, hopefully." He said, but he wasn't sure if he could handle being with her all day again. All he could think of was kissing her and touching her.
With her free hand, she took his. She looked up, meeting that hungry gaze that matched hers. Despite saying what she said earlier, she said, "You can stay the night."
Cillian took a moment and squeezed her hand, "No." He stepped in close and patted her cheek gently, "We need our rest. Have a good night, Gabrijela." He pulled away from her and headed down the street.
She watched the car pull away and reached up to touch her lips.
She had to be careful and tread lightly. She worked hard to get to where she is right now, and she couldn't let her heart get in the way.
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