#solomon.🧸

[dreamlandcreations]

The One That Got Away

modern gangster!Alfie Solomons x undercover cop!Reader

Summary: this prompt in this AU

Warnings: it's Alfie... so language, angst, fluff, mutual pining, enemies to lovers (sort of, not yet bc you know, idiots), you are hurt and Alfie is ready to kill anyone who was involved in it 🥰

You silently prayed he would keep his bad habit of working late so you could find him in his office at his first and favourite bar.

Sighing in relief when the back door opened after a few knocks, you barely held yourself up with one hand on the doorframe while your other palm pressed on the wound on your abdomen.

"What the fuck?" the man standing in front of you exclaimed so loudly you winced at the volume.

Before you could answer though, your remaining strength just left you and you ended up collapsing into his arms. The last thing you were aware of was his worried expression looking down at you.

Waking up to the doctor on Alfie's payroll stitching you up was not how you imagined your day would go. The gangster held you down as the doctor worked and you weren't spared from the questioning even in the midst of pain.

"What the fuck happened?" was Alfie's first question, not even waiting for an answer before the next followed with a growling tone that sent shivers down your spine. "Who did this to you?"

"Doesn't... matter," you wheezed, fighting to stay conscious.

"Doesn't matter?!" he exclaimed, his grip tightening.

"Not...your problem."

"Well, it is my bloody problem now, isn't it? With you fucking bleeding out on my fucking couch from a fucking bullet wound."

You grit your teeth as you answer. "I'm sorry. I didn't know where else to go."

He sighs and you could leave it at that but you know the man, if he doesn't get the answers from you, he will look elsewhere and you couldn't let that happen. You couldn't put him at risk.

As the doctor just finished, Alfie let you go, not anticipating that you'd try to stand up.

"I will get out of here and you can forget this ever happened," is all you could say before your knees buckled and you collapsed again.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?!"

You wince at the yell as Alfie lifts you up and tells the doctor to get out. You expected him to put you back on the couch but he sits down with you, not letting you out of his arms.

He sighs again, trying to calm down, at least enough to get proper answers out of you. Then he huffs as you refuse to meet his eyes.

"You will tell me who shot you and I will take care of it," he murmurs his demand while pressing his forehead against the side of yours. At that you can't resist anymore, you look up at the man who made you question everything you ever believed in and once again, for the millionth time since you've known him, you are tempted to kiss him and if his flickering gaze is any indication, he might feel the same pull too.

Squirming in his lap results in a sharp stab of pain and you gasp before turning away, hiding your face against his bloodied shirt. He feels your tears but you don't make a sound, not even as he hugs you closer, trying to give you some comfort.

"I didn't want to drag you into this," is an apology and pleading at the same time, with the "he's a cop" as your final warning.

He doesn't care, not anymore. Alfie let you go once, it will not happen again. He will make sure you are safe, whatever it takes.

#alfie solomons #alfie solomons x reader #alfie solomons x you #modern au #modern!alfie solomons #modern! au #🌎 #⚡ #🧸 #look i've finished something #sort of #I am not sure where I wanted to go with this when I began almost a year ago and I think it shows 🙈 #my stuff #my fics

[potter-solomons]

My ALFIE.

#tom hardy #facepuller #alfie solomons #peaky blinders #ALFIE #alfie #alfie bear #boo #teddy 🧸 #teddy bear solomons

[warnersister]

Alfie Solomons x Jewish!Reader

“If you’ll have me”🧸🕍

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Summary: the oddly timed belated visit to his synagogue gave reason for Alfie to keep visiting (Jewish reader)

Alfie felt the need to reconnect with his religion, reconnect with Judaism. Reconnect with the community he’d began to stray away from as his unlawful business thrived. Reconnect with his home, with his family, with his truth.

That’s how he ended up at the local synagogue at two oclock on a Tuesday afternoon. He’d inhaled deeply and relished in his transparency, how God could see straight through him yet still welcomed him into this place of worshiped. And Alfie relished in the fact that for once he couldn’t hide, for once he couldn’t argue it with guns. Alfie felt bare; he felt truthful; and he felt free. He felt proud adorning his faithful yarmulke on his head.

But something felt pure, strong, innocent. Something radiated out of the room that wasn’t only Alfie opening his arms to religion once again. It was something purer than he could ever fathom, something addictively bright. Something powerful. Something that drew him closer like a moth to a lamp. Something like you.

Alfie’s eyes immediately darted to you the moment he’d entered the holy house - how could they not? You were the only other person besides him daft enough to be there at such an odd time. You were sat rather centrally in comparison to the room, only a few ways back from the front and mid-row: head bowed. And if Alfie listened closely and tuned his reiteratively ringing ears enough, he could hear your whispers of prayer and they sounded like bliss.

Alfie approached quietly, noticing how the blue taints to your dress contrasted with your surroundings, and how the shade made your skin appear vibrant and more radiant. He noticed the bracelets encapsulating nimble wrists. He noticed your eyes closed, and lips endlessly muttering promises he couldn’t quite make out.

Eventually, his presence became more apparent as he wasn’t necessarily stealthy with his painful limp and wheezy breathing. You looked up at him, connecting your eyes; entrancing him with the siren-worthy whirlpools that stared back at him. But as quick as the connection was made, it was gone as you quickly returned to your familiar mumblings.

You’d ended your prayer and raised your head, basking in the silence as you stared straight ahead of you. Alfie cleared his throat. “Seat taken, love?” He asked, motioning to the bench space beside you. You looked back at him and smiled gently, shaking your head and offered it him “no, no. Please, sit” and Alfie perched himself gently beside you. “Bit of an odd time to talk to God, no?” He asks, staring ahead; similarly to you to mirror your actions. You snort slightly. “Could say the same thing for you.” And he nods in response, thoughtfully appreciating your correct comment. “Plus I’ve not been for a few months so I thought a few minutes alone wouldn’t really hurt.” You shrug. “Oh I’m sorry, did I interrupt?” He asked, turning to look at you, figure towering you slightly. You just shook your hair again. “Not at all. The weights off my shoulders so the time must’ve done some good” you say to him. “What brings you in?” You ask. “Business has kept me away. Need some time to rekindle.”

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing needing to confess, anyways?” He asks and you giggle slightly. “Well, I’ve got to explain why I’ve not visited him for a while.” You look upwards. “But my grandfather just passed and I thought now was a better time than any to start revisiting Judaism.” You explain to the man. “Oh, sorry for your loss sweetheart.” Alfie never said that, but he felt a serious pang in his heart at your saddened expression. “No need, he wasn’t a good man. But it was a good reminder.”

“Well if business has kept you away for so long why are you available at two on a Tuesday?” You ponder, cocking your head to the side in an amiable fashion. “Well business isn’t as busy, and I’ve done a lot of bad business recently. Plus my sciatica’s been playing up recently, must be a punishment from beyond.” He jokes and you hun thoughtfully. “You know I have just the remedy for that.” You tell him and he raises a brow. “Oh yeah? And wha’s tha treacle?” “Chocolate hamantaschen cookies, they always do the trick.” You promise.

“Oh,” he stokes his beard, reminiscing, “i haven’t had one of those in years.” He admits. “Where do you suggest I get one?” He enquires as you begin to stand. “Theres a bakery at the corner of this street. Theirs are alright.” You tell him and he smiles slightly. “I’ll give it a go for you.” He swears and you nod. “Well I best be off, those cookies won’t bake themselves.” You say, beginning to walk away when Alfie practically jumps out of his seat. “Your bakery is it, darlin?” He asks, quickly catching up to you to which you giggle and nod. “Well I need to be trying these cookies now then.” “Doesn’t seem like to have to” you turn back to him “seems like your sciatica’s magically disappeared.” You raise an eyebrow, unimpressed. He grins and taps his nose, replacing the hat on his head “the lord knows.”

Alfie found himself frequenting your bakery once a fortnight. But he didn’t really string together when once a fortnight became once a week. Or when once a week become once daily. Or even when once daily became twice daily, open and close. Or when he started walking you too and from work: but he did, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Eventually, Alfie had managed to taste every bake before it entered the storefront market, giving you his input as you chuckle and tut, wiping the crumbs from his beard and wipe the strawberry jam that had gone missing ten minutes ago from his lips. He also found salvage in the synagogue - your presence a more convincing one that made him go at least once weekly, always at a random time on a random weekday, but you still bowed your head and prayed. But now something had changed, you now spoke louder as the burly man next to you would simultaneously bow his head and swear just as you would. He'd then ask if any of those cookies were ready yet and would always burn his mouth after taking one straight from the tray and placing it straight in his mouth.

*Ring*

The bell in the storefront chimed and you moved from the back of the bakery to the front to answer your customer, instead you were face to face with three men, pistols in hand: talking quietly in brummie accents. "Can i help you gentleman?" you ask, wiping the flour on your hands onto your piney and resting them on your hips. "well aren't you a pretty thing?" the youngest one quirked with a smirk on his face. you roll you eyes but the apparent leader begins to speak, the red-haired one distracted by the odd bakes available in the glass display case in front of him. "we'd like you to give a message to Alfie Solomons." he tells you and you cross your arms and shake your head as you feigned confusion "doesnt ring a bell, sorry."

the man smiles slightly. "alright sweetheart, tell Alf that he has some business in Birmingham to attend to right away seeing as he isnt in his office, seems like a know where he has been" he instructs. "Tell me yourself Tommy boy." the familiar voice barks out roughly from the doorway and you exhale slightly at his welcome presence. “Excuse me missus?” The red haired once removed his cap and requested your attention. You looked over to him and hummed. “Can I have a box of those ones with orange in the middle? My young’un loves ones like that.” He admits, sheepishly. You smile and nod, telling him to cost and going to box up the goods. Tommy smacks the back of his brother’s head “fucks sake Arthur”.

“How dare you, come to my missus’ business, demanding her to send a message to me? If she wasn’t here I’d have murdered the lot of ya, yeah? So I suggest you take your saggy little shitty business back to Birmingham, yeah? And make sure my wife doesn’t see it again? Hm?” Alfie seethes. “Thought you didn’t know him?” Thomas narrows his eyes at you and you raise your brows in confusion “know who?” You retort. Alfie soon kicks the three brothers out, after a loud and frustrated conversation outside with a few “fuck yous” and some “if my mrs wasn’t watching I’d smash your heads together” but soon enough he’d just about cleared them off.

You quickly hurried outside, and called out for the one Alfie seemed to argue with the most “you forgot your desserts” he hurries back under the intense eyes of Alfie, thanking you with a sincere smile before rushing back to join his brothers walking away. “Oh my darlin’ I’m sorry-” “your wife?” You ask and he smiles widely, relaxing, putting his arms around you and pulling you into his chest

“if you’ll have me my love”

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[02chois]

I saw your post about txt hard hours being open 👉👈 i really need more about Taehyun in my life. Maybe breeding smut if you're comfy writing that. If not maybe like a best friends to lovers thing?

-🧸

As a solomon how could I just ignore this? And for sure tyun has a breeding kink you can't convince me otherwise 😔🫶

He's possessive and it drives him insane that you allow him to cum inside you. But he's still sweet and he'd make sure not to be so rough with you, unless you tell him to ruin you. It's the thrill of getting you knocked up is what gets him, the riskiness of cumming inside you. And it's the way you'd get so weak in the knees, his hips rutting into yours as you claw on his back because of how deep he is— hitting all the right spots that has you screaming his name.

A choked moan escaped your lips, chanting his name repeatedly. He unwrapped his arm around you to press you flushed against the bed, and as gently as possible he pushed your head against the pillow. He moved to have his chest pressed on your back, rolling his hips to have himself deep inside you— which earned a prolonged whine from you. You could hear his heavy breathing on the side of your face, which consisted of low groans and an occasional fuck in between.

"I make you feel so good, right? You're doing so, so good for me. Taking me so well shit—" he let out a quiet moan as your walls began to spasm around him. God he loves the way you'd try to hold onto him, anything you could your hands on and tell him how much he makes you feel so good. And ugh, he believes he's a soft dom and wants to be one, but the service dom in him says otherwise because the moment you ask him so nicely to touch you hE'S GONE. He will make sure to make you feel so good your head is spinning right after he's done with you.

And with a sharp thrust from him an orgasm tore through you that nearly blocked out your vision, his pace somehow increased, a blur and the clapping of his flesh on yours ringing out like an audience applauding, building to an almost deafening volume as your head pressed into the mattress. "Taehyun, hah, feels so... I can't take—" he hushes you, pressing light kisses on your cheek, neck, and your back to soothe you.

"You can do it for me, I know you can."

And with a loud moan from you it was all over; he cums, hot strings of cum shooting inside of you, pulling your hips trying to get closer to his heated body. He wants you to take all of it, every single drop. The feeling of his warm fluid filling you has the aftershocks of your orgasm firing off.

"You can take all of it, right? I know my baby can take it, my little cumslut."

#bye he's so?:!_?2) #ty for 400 followers too hehe #here'w a lil gift to y'all #hope you liked it <3 #taehyun smut #taehyun hard hours #taehyun hard thoughts #txt smut #txt hard hours #🧸 anon ★

[story-magic]

{{ @solomon-the-wizard }}

🧸 Kagome sat alone in the park, she was glad to have some freedom from the watchful eyes of her grandmother and guard. The soon-to-be eighteen-year-old was going to make some major changes in her life.

🧸 Kagome sat her teddy bear down on the grass, making a flower crown.

#solomonthewizard #📚 Soft Spoken Student with a heightened level: Kagome Byakudan 📚 #🧸

[dragonmasterkaylz]

🐻Alfie’s Sweetheart🧸

Warning: Use of crappy terms against gay men, as well as a lot of swearing and violence.

“Good lad! Fill it out. Fuck off. Next lad!!!”

Every man that approached Alfie Solomons were two things. One, terrified of disobeying him. And two, very confused as to why he had a ‘pretty boy’ on his lap while he did his work. Thomas had met the young man, during his first meeting with Alfie, and he didn’t question their relationship. Saying that, however, the employees had a lot of questions and also opinions.

“Name?”

“Uhhh… Buddy Halls!”

“Profession?”

“Baker!”

“Good lad! Fill it out. Fuck off. Next lad!!!”

The only employee who knew anything was the man put in charge of everyone else. Billy Kitchen. And he was given very simple instructions by Tommy Shelby, if any other employee offends Alfie’s love, they were to be disciplined immediately. A very simple rule, just to protect Teddy Shepherd, Alfie’s ‘pretty boy’ love.

“Name?”

“Billy Kitchen!”

“Occupation?”

“Head Baker!”

Alfie and Teddy both looked up at Billy, who looked as if he was awaiting orders. Teddy then handed him a form and Alfie said, “Fill it out”. Once he walked away, Alfie rubbed Teddy’s lower back and shook his head. “Tommy fucking Shelby, honestly. Never give power to the big man. What do I tell ya? Never give power to the big man…”, Alfie said. “Yeah, alright…! Captain Solomons~”, Teddy teased. Then Alfie gave him a look, making him smile. “Calling me a fucking hypocrite now?” “Yes, sir! I am!” Then Alfie kissed his cheek before whispering, “Wait until we get home…!”

“Next lad!!!”

Teddy was stood next to Alfie as Thomas told all of them what their job was. The ‘pretty boy’ was just sat back and doing the puzzle on the newspaper. He hated being called that, but it’s what he was called as he was a very handsome young man with blonde hair and blue eyes. He was shorter and slimmer than Alfie but he still had some visible muscle. Other than that, he was very kind hearted and very sweet to basically everyone, although he did have his sarcastic streak.

“Any questions?”

“Three”.

Buddy put his hand up.

“Two”.

“Yes…”, Tommy asked, clearly tired.

“One”.

“What’s a faggot doing here, eh?”

Everyone just laughed and Teddy stood back before watching the scene unfold. Tommy looked at Alfie, as he cleared his throat, and he walked up to Buddy, no hesitation whatsoever. He glared at him and quickly hit the man stood next to him, knocking him out. He then patted Buddy with his walking stick and nodded before saying, “He’ll wake up. Granted he won’t have any teeth left, but he’ll be a wiser man for it. And the last thing he would’ve heard is your little comment”.

The room was tense, but Teddy was blushing.

“Right!!!”, Alfie shouted.

“There are fucking rules here, for a fucking reason, which just have to be obeyed! Rule number one: the distinction between bread and rum is not discussed! Rule number two: anything your superior officer tells you, or any of your fucking superior officers tell you… NOT DISCUSSED!!!”

Then his eyes darkened.

“Rule number three, four, five, six, seven, eight— I don’t care. For the rest of your measly lives, because like you, I’m a complete and utter fucking sodomite! Jewish women. You do not go anywhere near them, because Jewish women for you are off the fucking menu”, Alfie said before nodding. “I think that’s fair”. Then he stood there, glaring at Billy. “Hmm— oh!!!”

“And, one more fucking thing, I couldn’t give less of a fuck what you call me behind my back! Really! But, if any of ya, any fucking one of ya, talk about Teddy… Billy will fucking tell me and I’ll fucking kill ya!”

Everything went silent and Alfie turned to Tommy. “Right, sorry. I interrupted”. Then he walked back to Teddy, as Tommy looked down at the man who had been knocked out and he said, “Pick him up”. After, he walked up to Billy and whispered, “Get him outta here… and make this fucking work…!” Billy nodded.

“DON’T FUCKING WAIT!!! YOU’RE MEANT TO BE FUCKING SOLDIERS!!! YOU’RE A FUCKING DISGRACE!!!”

Teddy watched as they left, fearing for their lives and he looked at Alfie. “You okay?” “Hm? Yeah, I’m good, sweetheart”, he said as he rubbed the blondes arm gently, making him smile. Tommy approached them and said, “It’s nice doing business with you, Alfie”. “Hm… yeah”. Once he left, Teddy looked at Ollie as he pointed to the door, telling him to leave them alone.

“Alfie…?”

“I’m scared for ya. I saw some of ‘em staring at ya… and looking up and down at ya”, he said softly. Teddy then kissed him and said, “In case you’ve forgotten, I was also a soldier. And I’m always armed. If anyone touches me, who ain’t you, they’ll lose a finger”. Then Alfie smirked and picked him up. “That gives me a bit of relief. Come here”. Teddy leaned down, kissing him slowly. “I love you, Bear”. “Heh… I love you too”.

END

#peaky blinders #alfie solomons #alfie solomons x oc

[elfboyeros]

🐈‍⬛️Amora 🐈‍⬛️ 🧷Loki 🧷🎲Lance🎲 🥐Luther🥐 📑Greyson📑 ⛓️Klaus⛓️ 💔Olympia💔 👻Cobalt👻 📊Lilybeth📊 📖Helvetica📖 🚬Ambrose🚬 🍪Euphrasie🍪 📣Cassiopeia📣 🧸Calliope🧸 ☕️Iphigenie☕️🎐Bellamy🎐 🎸Odysseus🎸 💸Roux💸 🤙Solomon🤙

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[kitsune-oji]

-> Masterlist

Fluff [🧸] Comfort [🫂] Angst [⛈️] Platonic [🌼]

Agere [🍼]

Brothers [💙💛🧡💚🩷❤️💜] All [🌈]

Diavolo [👑] Barbatos [🩵] Solomon [🔮] Simeon [🪽] Luke [🍰] (always platonic)

-> Headcanons

Mc with BPD 🌈🫂

Professional Sports Player Mc 🌈🧸

Married to Mammon 💛🧸

There's No Guarantee You will be Different 💛🫂

There's No Guarantee You will be Different 💙💚 🫂

Married to Satan 💚🧸

There's No Guarantee You will be Different 🩵❤️ 🫂

Barb knowing about ur relationship in advance🩵

Diavolo with a Crush 👑

Diavolo Crushing On An Angel 👑

Married to Diavolo 👑🧸

Carer! Lucifer & Satan 🍼🧸💙💚

-> Fanfictions

Taking Care of Sick Mammon 💛🧸

With You I don't have to feel Scared 💛🫂🧸

Vampire Leviathan 🧡

Party People (Not) 🩷💛🧸🫂

Asmo drabble 🩷⛈️->🧸

(Beelze-) Bubba ❤️🧡🍼🧸

To Keep You Safe ❤️🧸

Late Nights Holding your Hand ❤️🧸

Mission Accomplished Mephisto 🍼🧸

Let's Write Again!: #1🧡, #2👑, #3💙, #4

-> Other

Stimboards under #stimboard

Boundaries: Writers Edition

ⓘ Boundaries: Writers Edition Mine

Mc! Liam Stimboard

Mc! Storm Stimboard Celestial

Mammon Bday Stimboard 💛

Mc! Chris:

Relationships, likes, dislikes, looks

Autumn Stimboard - Chris

#masterlist #Obey me fanfic #Fanfiction #Writing #Drabbles #Headcanons #Hcs

[sarah-sandwich-writes]

Two Truths and a Lie Tag Game

Thanks for tagging me @aether-wasteland-s! I'll tag: @quisyop @firesmokeandashes @pure-solomon @harleyification (I specifically want your takes on Daisy/Skylar whatever you named her lol but you do you)

Rules: Post two truths and a lie about one of your OCs

I'm going to do Teddy from Blue like don't forget about me

Blue tag list (remembered!!): @wildswrites @themundanemudperson @the-gayest-tree-you-ever-did-see @theirtheretheyre @ploncc @thedumbestavenger @yors-truly @thephoenixandthecrocodile @cljordan-imperium

#blue like don't forget about me #tag games #blue like: teddy

[another-lost-mc]

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[dreamlandcreations]

Angel in the Snow

Alfie Solomons x Shelby!Reader

Written for @raincoffeeandfandoms' 🎄Christmas Event 🎄 Christmas prompt: 8. Snowball fight

Warnings:  it's Alfie so cursing (but only a little), fluffity fluff?, mutual pining!, tension!!!, implied reader description by relation, almost kiss, a moment of utter embarrassment, allusion to… well doing something about that tension 🤭

~ 1,3K words

Alfie was busy grumbling about the cold and cursing Tommy Shelby when a snowball hit him on the back of his head, making his hat topple down into the snow. He froze in place, hearing a gasp and a muffled giggle before his attention shifted to you completely.

“Alfie!” You squealed excitedly, practically throwing yourself in his arms, then giggling as he squeezed your body closer to his, lifting you up a little to turn in circles until you were dizzy.

“Oh, my favourite heathen.” His cheeky smile did not save him from the swat on his chest.

Before you could reply though, another round of snowballs hit you both, forcing you to take cover behind a nearby tree.

“I’m afraid you entered a war zone, Captain.” His everpresent frown eases at that but there’s a new kind of glint in his eyes. You shiver and it has nothing to do with the cold. 

It takes a few moments to find the strength to look away from those hauntingly beautiful eyes of his but he won’t have it, he draws your attention back like he cannot be without it.

“What did you do to deserve to be left on your own with so many little devils, huh?” He is positively amused at your situation and he even laughs out loud at your pout but he doesn’t press on the subject when you just shrug and look away again with the excuse of getting his hat for him.

To your surprise, he indulges in the play a little, then he gathers about half the kids and launches an attack on you while you scream. First, it’s “Traitors,” then it’s threats of no dessert and in the end, you shout out your surrender from where you have fallen into a big pile of snow.

When Alfie gets closer he reaches out to help you up but the smug look on his face begs for some punishment, so you take his hand and pull him down, not taking into consideration that he would fall right onto you.

Your nieces and nephews laugh around you before getting busy with their snowball fight again. 

“Fuckin’ hell,” he says quietly, without the usual edge, while he takes in the sight of you. Splayed out under him, surrounded by all that white as you can’t help but laugh. 

When you notice his soft expression, you can’t help but ask, “What?”

He brushes a strand of hair behind your ear as he gently smiles down at you, murmuring the words, “I have fallen for an angel.”

Your gaze flickers between his and his lips, prompting his smile to widen even as you still can’t find it in you to gather some words as a proper answer to that.

Alfie cradles your head and slowly leans in, giving you time to stop him if you wish. Your lips almost touch when a snowball hits both of you, landing by your necks, making him lean back to get it out of the collar of his coat as you try to do the same.

When he turns back to you the moment is gone. Realising where you are and that you are surrounded by children you decide it is not the best place to do whatever you were about to do. Besides, it was freezing.

So, while he is still distracted you sneak your arms and legs in position and roll the two of you so he would be lying on the cold ground instead. And that’s not enough. Before you quickly stand up and make some distance so he couldn’t catch you, gathering some snow in the hand you are not balancing on, you throw it right at him.

“Oh, you little witch. Come here!” He shouts while you laugh and hide behind a tree.

“I don’t think so, you wicked thug.” 

Smirking at that, Alfie aims a snowball in your direction and you are about to gloat that he missed when a shriek escapes you as all the snow is dumped on you from a branch he hit just a moment before. It’s his turn to laugh, and the sound warms you enough from within to get a hold of yourself and start attacking him in revenge. Another few minutes of play goes by until you hear Polly call everyone in. Dinner is ready to be served.

You grab Alfie’s hand and pull him with you. “Come, you must be starving.”

“I don’t think…” It was clearly a big family gathering and despite your warm smile and eager invitation, he would surely feel like he’s intruding.

“I insist.”

He didn’t had the heart to tell you he probably couldn’t eat anything from the fancy dinner anyway, so as helpless as he was to resist you, he agreed, telling you he has something he must give to your brother but he’ll find you afterwards.

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

You made him call in his driver too, who decided to visit the kitchen and seemingly spent most of his time there during their stay.

Tommy was happy to get the jewellery he ordered at the last minute and not at all surprised by your demand of having Alfie stay for dinner, although he warned the both of you that he did not want any trouble tonight. 

Tommy is sat at the head of the table, and Alfie is guided to the last remaining seat, opposite to him, and between you and Aunt Polly herself. 

The food is served, and after an awkward prayer later from Arthur everyone starts to dig in. 

Alfie looks around the plates and as an extremely deep frown is grazing his forehead, he turns to you with a question written over his face. Before you could say anything Arthur is reaching around for some of the kosher dishes that you had prepared for your guest, who you would just hoped to make stay when Tommy mentioned he was coming. You swat at your brother’s hand and exchange a plate with another, putting the one meant for Alfie out of his reach and giving him the other.

With half the table looking at you, a series of glances were exchanged. You couldn’t look at Alfie as you felt your cheeks burn under his gaze but your eyes met with Polly’s, who was giving you a knowing smirk from the other side of the table.Then she turned to Tommy with a look that said ‘I told you so’ and your brother could do nothing clench his jaw and shoot a warning look at his friend when the man in question could finally tear his gaze from you. 

While that starring contest was going on you looked up, noticing it at last but couldn’t help to turn away as John was trying to muffle his laughter behind his hand and a lame imitation of coughing. That is until you kicked him under the desk.

Tommy took mercy on you and decided to shift the attention by giving a little toast, ending your few seconds of misery that actually felt like hours.

The rest of the dinner went by smoothly but it was pretty late by the end and this time it was Tommy who insisted Alfie should stay. Polly was quick to cut in before anyone could object, offering to show the driver to a guest room, saying you’ll escort Alfie to his. Eyes wide, you watch as she marches out of the room before you get yourself together and do as she said.

Polly is quick to return, ad even Ada and Esme are back from getting the children to bed, but Tommy waits for you for long minutes, in vain, as the grown-ups enjoy their late-night drinks. It takes John to stop him and Arthur from barging into your room, as he asks if they really want to walk in on you right now. John and Polly snicker through the rest of the night, making bets about how the morning will go for you and ‘lover boy’.

#🎁 #alfie solomons #alfie solomons x reader #alfie solomons x you #alfie solomons fluff #alfie solomons fanfic #alfie solomons fic #🧸 #✨ #raincoffeeandfandoms' christmas event #my stuff #my fics

[obeymeswdwritings]

Hello hello! Could I please request headcanons for Beel, Dia, Asmo, Simeon and lil brother Luke with a very cuddly reader that mainly communicates through either ASL or Writing? Thank you!

(Feel free to decline or edit for any reason, stay safe!)

And if you take Anons, could I be 🧸 Anon?

I approve of this, 10/10! 🧸 anon it is for you!

Characters- Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Diavolo, Simeon, Luke

Gn!Reader

Warnings- Swearing

Category- Headcanons, Req answers

Asmodeus

Obviously Asmo loves physical affection. He really does believe that even if actions aren't necessarily louder than words, it's a lot harder to lie.

He knows some sign language, and picks up on it fairly quickly, insisting that you teach him at least a sign a day.

He starts carrying two small notebooks, one that he makes notes for the more complex signs, and another for days when you don't want to sign, or would just prefer to write.

Over time, he'll develop small physical indicators outside of sign language, ones that just the two of you know.

He likes to sign things across the room during class, charming his way out of getting into trouble.

As we've all noticed, Asmo likes to talk. And you can sign without interrupting him, so he's positively thrilled. He loves being able to tell a story and interact with you without any interruptions to make him lose his train of thought!

Beelzebub

Beel loves getting to cuddle with you. He's used to people falling asleep on him thanks to Belphie, so the only way that it's unexpected for him is how comfortable you seem.

He doesn't originally know any sign language, but he's happy to learn!

If you'd prefer to write, he'll happily carry around loose paper and a pen, they fit in a smaller pocket of his bag.

If you let him, he'll just pick you up whenever someone's being irritating, and he's always down to translate for the demons and professors that don't know sign language.

He's regularly asked about signs he's seen his brothers make, only to find that the translation isn't the nicest, as they'd quickly picked up on anything and everything that was an insult, keeping the knowledge away from Lucifer for as long as possible.

Diavolo

He's fascinated by sign language overall, and wants to learn as much as possible. He'll ask for lessons, offering to exchange them for whatever your least favorite class is.

Dia puts up a whiteboard in the Student Council meeting room, so that your opinions and input are available!

He's so very not fuckin used to affection. This man is touch-starved, give him a hug and he might cry.

Once he gets to know sign language, he absent-mindedly signs compliments and I love yous, seemingly not realizing what he's doing.

he gets in the habit of greeting hugs, and Lucifer has been subjected to this multiple times.

Simeon

He knows quite a bit of sign language from studying it for one of his books, and is happy to communicate in it, whether both of you are using it or you're the only one.

He already carries around notebooks, no worries! Just make sure yours has a distinct design

You want a hug? Why not? He might start linking arms or holding hands with you every time you go somewhere.

if you're a fan of cuddle-naps, you'd better believe he is too! He loves the domestic shows of affection more than just about any other kind.

He actively teases you in sign language, finding it immensely funny to make small, one-hand signs that only you are likely to pick up on.

Luke

Luke may not know any sign language, but he'll learn! While he's making some of the more familiar recipes, he'll watch you sign, and try to guess what you're saying through context. It'll take a while, but with the combined help of you and Simeon, he'll figure it out.

In the meantime, feel free to write notes for him. You can leave them anywhere, Solomon and Simeon don't touch anything addressed to him, but the recipe book's probably a good plan.

He loves hugs, even if he won't admit it. Pick him up and spin him around, if you can!

Luke's a big fan of guessing games, so he'll always be excited to learn new signs. For difficult ones, you can write down a translation, but give him the occasional chance to guess.

He falls asleep in random places after long days, you can just pick him up and tuck him in. He'll always be happy to just stay on the couch with you, though!

#🧸 anon #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me #obey me writings #obey me hc #obey me hcs #gn!reader #little brother luke #obey me x gender neutral reader #Aix reqs #obey me asmodeus #obey me diavolo #obey me beelzebub #obey me simeon

[warnersister]

“Peaky Blinders Masterlist”

Headcannons📽️🎞️

👩‍🍼How the Peaky boys react when you tell them you don’t want children

👼How the Peaky boys react when they find out the reader is a virgin

Isaiah Jesus♟️

♟️Dark! Isaiah Jesus x Reader -> you try to leave him

♟️Best Interest -> after your brother Tommy turns violent during an altercation about your love interest Isaiah; you run to your eldest sibling, Arthur for comfort (request)

Michael Gray🎱

🎱Intoxicating Toxicity -> song based headcannon

🎱Your Lethal Hand -> Tom killed your husband and now you shall retaliate

🎱Tea in the Cotswolds -> Michael is tasked with entertaining a wealthy business associate’s daughter while the rest talk business (author’s fav🩷🩷)

Luca Changretta🚬

🚬ultimatum -> your brother Thomas has a decision to make: your life or many

Alfie Solomons🧸

🧸the silent treatment -> you can’t stay quiet and mad at him forever, not if Alfie can help it

🧸if you’ll have me -> the oddly timed belated visit to his synagogue gave reason for Alfie to keep visiting (Jewish reader)

🧸by the book of liviticus -> how Alfie acts while his wife practises being a niddah (Jewish reader)

Finn Shelby🎞️

🎞️Pre Traumatic Stress Disorder -> Finn sees his brothers’ wives comforting them when they have a PTSD episode, why can’t he tell a little white lie and get the same treatment from you?

Tommy Shelby🪖

🪖Best Interest -> after your brother Tommy turns violent during an altercation about your love interest Isaiah; you run to your eldest sibling, Arthur for comfort (request)

Arthur Shelby🍺

🍺Best Interest -> after your brother Tommy turns violent during an altercation about your love interest Isaiah; you run to your eldest sibling, Arthur for comfort (request)

#masterlist #xreader #smut #fluff #warner sister #angst #x you #requests #Peaky blinders #Tommy Shelby #Shelby #Shelby brothers #Alfie solomons #John Shelby #Ada Shelby #Arthur Shelby #Finn Shelby #Michael gray #Isaiah Jesus #Peaky blinders imagine #imagine #headcannon #x reader smut #new masterlist #requests open #30s #vintage #Netflix #tumblr #gangster

[hallasimss]

🚲💋 and 🧸 for your most fav OC!

fav OC currently is split between Ha-sang and Abhi (my beloveds!!!) so i'll answer the first and last ones for Ha-sang (slightly rearranged bc uh. depending on how hot it gets in here the kiss one might need to go under the cut sksksksk) and leave the one in the middle for Abhilash—this might get long <333

🚲 : Does your OC enjoy playing the field? Or are they more monogamy-minded?

i feel like he leans slightly more towards one-to-one relationships more than anything else, although depending on the person he can be open to trying something new—monoflexible, is it? i'd say it might be the partial fear of abandonment, but this is some of the reason it usually takes him forever to get over break-ups (despite the fact that most of them have ended well) and is also why he's mainly been on and off with his uh, how should i put it, current situation. (not 'situation' as in derogatory, just 'situation' as it's way more complicated than the FWB that they started out with in the first place and we haven't figured out what we're going to do with that yet)

there's also a situation going on with his ex-boyfriend (*cough* Sun-wook *cough*) but those two have had that going on for at least five or six years by now, it's once a year, mutual and they know what they're doing—if the two of them could tell me what that is, of course, rather than filling my brain with plot rot about the much more unstable pairing on Ha-sang's end (which might be revealed. if i haven't given it away in the tags of some of my inspo reblogs yet rip), it would be much appreciated

🧸 : Into public displays of affection or are they more reserved?

Abhi is going to hold your hand. he is going to hold your f*cking hand and probably be the clingiest partner you've ever had but it's fine!!! they're holding your hand bc they need to make sure it's big enough for theirs and also the 56 different shopping bags/luggage/various containers they're going to make you carry after that mall date. you have two hands tho don't worry you should be able to handle it

he's not much of a public kisser, tho at least if he is he hasn't told me sksksksk, but he'll go for a peck on the cheek when others are around. he also bites? behind closed doors like an extremely autistic and tender cat—you'll be reading a book and they'll be lying on your lap and if your arm is anywhere near them prepare for the gnawing. chomp chomp chomp we are biting you biting you biting you @rainymoodlet i hope it's ok to tag since this is Abhi meta but Dan i hope you're taking notes

💋 : Is your OC a good kisser? How do they do it?

the amount of gifsets i have in the drafts of this man's FC just going at it istg—it's embarrassing. completely embarrassing i am being outed as simping over my own sim. (they will post. eventually, but not yet since i do not want to scandalize the viewers) the common thread in all of them is that he usually goes in first, and then pulls back to look at the other person and then it's right back in again. just. that is hot to me

and tongue!!! Ha-sang will usually ask first before he goes ahead with it since he's very gentle and reserved most of the time (and bc consent is sexy kids!) but when things get heated out comes the tongue. it's a war scene you're going to lose at least one piece of clothing that you will never get back bc it ended up under the sofa or some sh*t like that—if he kisses a line all the way up your jawline you are done for. finished. the end of Solomon Grundy as we like to say in the Caribbean. tell your driver you're not going home tonight if it's right from your collarbone up the curve of your neck i doubt you're making it to the bedroom. God forbid we get any of this started in the car tho it is highly unlikely

send me piping hot oc asks!

#* inbox. #* ask games. #* q: pralinesims. #* abhilash. #* ha-sang. #( * gosh this was so much fun to do but uh. Abhi is my bby and Ha-sang is my traumatized bby if that makes sense #| i want the best of everything in the world for Abhi but i need to convince Ha-sang to go to therapy if he wants his relationships #| to actually have a chance at working out that isn't him blaming himself for everything #| Ha-sang actually does not do much mouth kissing. well at least not during sex anyway. before yes but not during #| and i have an entire scene written in my notes about the first time he does and it is so out of character for him????? #| it's fascinating to explore really #| i think he views that specific thing as being very personal if that makes sense? bc that's being vulnerable and we all know #| where that gets you if you're not careful #| look at me psychoanalyzing my own OCs. must be the hormones )

[multifandomfix]

Aberama Gold

Alfie Solomons

Arthur Shelby

Luca Changretta

Polly Gray

Tommy Shelby

Violent Melody 🧸💧

Tommy hires you to sing at the Garrison and after growing fond of you and your performances, takes it upon himself to be your protector.

Angst = 💧 Fluff = 🧸 Suggestive = 🫦 Explicit = 🔞 Dark = 😈 Humor = 🃏 Pregnancy = 🤰🏼

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders one shots #send requests #requests open

[ignisuadaroleplay]

🧸

Gives Pet belly rubs

Gives King chin scritches

Gives Solomon ear scritches

*waggy tail and wriggles. He likes it*

“aww, thank you little one” *he lets you scritch as much as you want. He enjoys it*

“w-how did you get h- HEY HO TOUCHING-“