So Look Me In The Eyes

I wish I could escape it🚷

“I’m not the Queen. You are allowed to touch me.”

Their hands touch. Slowly, tentatively, they hug.

They become aware of the closeness of their faces, the feeling of each other’s breath.

Slowly, tentatively, their mouths seek each other. They kiss, becoming quickly more passionate.

– from the script of ep. 2

It always breaks my heart... 💔

The Light Between Oceans (2016), dir. Derek Cianfrance.

A Keeper (Tommy Conlon x Reader)

Requests : @bsotstory “Hii!!! I lOVE your Tommy Colon fics!!!!!! Could you use the kiss prompts 44 and 9 for a first kiss between Tommy and the reader, maybe they have to share a bed in a hotel before one of tommy’s fights? ❤❤ Thank you!” AND Anon: “Hello can i request a Tommy Conlon and virgin reader with 11 14 and 15 prompts. Like they were dating maybe 5 or 6 months and she want to have sex with him cause she loved him and trusts him soo much.”

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol/pills consumption, smut (cute smut, ok?)

A/N: Sorry for ending all of a sudden, but it was getting too long 😂❤  (Smut prompts are in bold) Sorry for possible typos too, it’s 3 am 😂 

Your feedback is really important ❤

New city, new life; definitely better, but not always easier.

The lack of job vacancies for your profession was certainly an issue; looking for a job had been a tough mission, even with a college degree and a vast resume. Bills were accumulating and they didn’t pay themselves, so you had no other choice but to take a job as a barmaid in a little local bar. The working schedule bordered exploitation, but it was quite well paid and the owner was a kind old man whose helpfulness was only limited by his arthrosis.

The toughest tasks were invariably assigned to the rookie, meaning you, but changing the beer barrels was nothing compared to putting up with drunken folks.

“(Y/N)?”

“Yes, Mr. Barnes?” – Running back and forth, you huffed exhaustedly while pouring drinks. Despite all the weariness, you kept distributing smiles and thanks to all the costumers.

“Come here a second, will you, please?”

“Sure, sure, sure!” – After serving all the tables around, you spun around one last time to check if everything was in order before walking to your boss. - “Is everything ok? Is there anything I can do for you?”

“Do you see that guy over there?” – Mr. Barnes discretely jerked his head in direction of a man sitting on the farthest table.

“I thought Benjamin had taken care of that row of tables, that’s why I didn’t go there. I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.” – Just as you were about to turn and leave, your boss softly grabbed your arm to get your attention.

“That’s not why I called you, (Y/N). That’s Paddy’s youngest son.”

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Suntuosos, presumidos, testarudos, pero entrañables.

EVERY TIME IS THE LAST TIME written by ganymede_elegy

It starts like this. She’s furious, anger hazing her mind and making her reckless. Reckless enough that she turns and leans across the center console and presses her lips to his. It’s not a good kiss. Her lips are pursed tight, as tense as she is, and he’s also tense, but she doesn’t break it off and soon his eighteen year old boy brain seems to take over and he’s kissing her back. Ok, maybe it starts earlier than that. Maybe it starts when an eight year old Robb brings home a skinny, sullen boy after little league hockey one day. He’s quiet, but Robb loves him and from that day on, Jon Snow becomes a constant figure in her life.

Rest assured, ma’am, I’ll do what’s required…

LITTLE MIX Sweet Melody (2020)

Normalise hand written letters again