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AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! the way I just snorted out my coffee!! 🤣🤣

@kimikatmo the WHEEZE I just WHOZE (also these are just popping up on my feed one after another, so I guess it's big lovin' Kimi hours? 🤷‍♀️ I don't make the rules 🥺🥰🤣)

what is sean corn cob?

Technically it's a cob of corn that Sean has eaten on where there are little lines of corn still intact because of his missing front tooth, but it's not canon because I have seen just about every Sean scene and idle animation and I've never once seen him eat corn.

Also "Sean corn cob" is really fun to say. Sean corn cob Sean corn cob. I'd love to edit Sean onto a cob of corn for whimsy but I lack the photo editing skills

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@kimikatmo saw this and was like....KIMI!!! 😫🤣 ITS sad...it's cute...it's sean! *mwah* 😘 xxx

I love the idea of Sean writing letters to his deceased father as a way of keeping him alive

Like I fully believe that the reason Sean quotes Darragh and talks about him so much is because it's the best way he keeps his father alive. He doesn't have any pictures of him so he relies on his memory. I actually headcanon that he had an old wanted poster of Darragh someone gave him years ago that he lost in the Blackwater mess (ANOTHER headcanon it was Lenny that grabbed the newspaper scrap in the rush to pack cause he knew how much it meant to Sean) but I digress.

I can imagine Mary-Beth suggesting it during one of their talks (another headcanon) that maybe it'd be a way to feel connected to him, and Lenny helps him write it. It gives him an incentive to learn to read and write better.

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Where are all the Freddie Thorne fics/drabbles? Like, where my mans at?

Dont worry, imma fix it - with such a self-indulgent smutty fic ;)

Just you wait, mwahahaha!!

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Hi there! I saw your post in the peaky blinders tag about requests being open and wanted to send something in!

Would you be willing to write the prompt “you’re just as beautiful as I remember.” from this list for John Shelby?

If you don’t do prompt requests it’s totally ok - I’m terrible at thinking up ideas 😅

Thanks so much if you choose to write it! 💛

Absolutely loved writing this! And god look at his smirk...yummm! Im drooling! hope you enjoy, my lovely! :) xxx

This is Love

Pairing: John Shelby x Reader

Series: Peaky Blinders

Warnings: slightly angsty, slightly suggestive

{ You steal a man's wallet in a pub...but oh, how you wish you hadn't! }

I would love to hear your thoughts and feedback in the comments or tags, thank you and enjoy! <3

Fuck, well this day really wasn't going to plan!

You thought to yourself as you ran. A certain Mr John Shelby was hot on your tail.

It was an honest mistake, really it was. You thought he was someone else as he leaned against the bar; he was clearly a few drinks in. The loud laughter and boyish joking about (a tell-tale sign of a drunk John) should've been a warning. But you were desperate. You're hands slipped into his back pocket, and out slipped his wallet. The worst part is you would've gotten away with it too, if he hadn't reached for his back pocket as you started to make your escape. Your eyes widened as he spun around. His eyes instantly landed on you.

"Oi! You little bitch! Get back here!"

You flew out of the door in a flash, not daring to look back.

So here you were, dashing down street after street like your life depended on it. And it really did.

You honestly weren't sure what you were more worried about; John catching you, or him realising who had stolen from him. You were an old flame in John's mind, the one who'd got away. You'd escaped when things had gotten darker and more dangerous. With threats coming left, right and center - from every gang around you both...you'd panicked. You'd fled in the night with no explanation, and hadn't seen John since.

Until now.

You'd been living off of things you'd stolen and sold, food you'd knicked. It was far from ideal...but it your eyes, there was little you could do. You were planning to start anew. Find a nice job a home and just disappear. Become someone different!

Thinking of all this had distracted you. You snapped back to reality a second too late, you'd reached a dead end. Your eyes searched frantically for an exit, an escape...anything! But it was too late. Heavy shoes could be heard clicking down the street behind you. You slowly turned, keeping your head low. The black shoes came into view and a dark, menacing chuckle could be heard.

"You have made a big mistake, you know that don't you?"

You chose to answer with silence, not moving a muscle.

"You'll have to pay for making me run after ya, this is a new coat!" John gestured to himself, you snuck a glance as he was look down at his smart coat, splattered with mud.

You could sneak around him, if you timed it right. John took a step closer.

"...I think I've been fairly calm, but if you refuse to answer me...." he began to threaten. You hadn't be listening to him, busy planning your next move.

Which seemed to be now!

You attempted to dart around him, through a narrow gap he'd left, but John was far too quick for you. He always had been. Nothings changed.

Before you could blink, you were pinned up against the wall. John was seething with anger. He made a point to roughly pin your arms above your head, using one hand to retrieve his wallet.

"Fucking look at me!" He growled.

There were no more cards left to play, you were officially out of luck and out of optioned. Hesitantly, you lifted your head to meet his cold glare. Which instantly softened as he took in your all-too-familiar features.

You did the only thing you could think to do as he stared at you. Beg.

"Please John, please! Please just let me go. You'll never see me again, I swear!"

John had heard this kind of begging from you before. A long time ago, and for a very different reason. He cast his mind back to piles of clothes that littered the floor of his bedroom, candles illuminating your soft naked skin as it glistened with sweat, lustful eyes full of trust, trust in him, trust that he'd let you finish as you pleaded and begged for more.

He was definitely looking at the same eyes, he couldn't forget them. These were the eyes that haunted his dreams. But these eyes were telling him a different story. They were fearful and broken...telling a story of sorrow and hardship. It broke John's heart to see you in that state, you'd always been to proud.

Hed been silent for a couple of minutes now, he was aware of this. He placed the wallet back in his pocket and used his hand to slowly cup your cheek, mindful that you were wearily watching his every move.

“You’re just as beautiful as I remember.” he finally uttered. It wasn't what he had planned to say, but it's what came out.

A single tear fell down your cheek, you remained silent, but that one tear told John everything he needed to know. His forehead bumped against yours as he held to tightly in his arms. You were sobbing so hard, you hadn't realised that you were holding onto him for dear life. John let you. He'd hold you forever more if you'd only let him. He moved his face away to look at you, so helpless, so in need of his love. John leaned in, nudging his nose against yours. Your lips met, and the desperation set in. It had been too long; you need him. You kissed him hungrily until you had to break away to breathe, panting.

He chucked warmly, "I've got you now, and I swear, I'm never letting you go again!"

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Prompt list...never leave me! 😍😍

(I'll keep all prompt lists under the tag #prompt list - cause there's nothing worse than craving a drabble or set of headcannons and having no idea what to ask for! So here you go, my lovelies 😘)

PROMPTS FOR REUNITING LOVERS *  assorted dialogue for my fav scenario ever where two lovers have been apart for a while and finally see each other again, adjust as necessary

i never thought i'd ever see you again.

so many nights i have spent tossing and turning, dreaming of the day i see you again.

you're a sight for sore eyes.

i missed your hugs.

i never should have left your side, not for a second.

we were apart for far too long.

i cannot be away from you ever again.

kiss me again.

where have you been? i've been searching for you!

these are happy tears, i promise.

let me take this opportunity to remind you how deeply i love you.

just look at me for a while. let me remember your eyes.

seeing you again just reminds me how much i love you.

quick, while no one's looking - let's find a place where we can be alone.

sleeping without you has been impossible.

don't let me leave you ever again.

i need you to promise me we'll never be apart ever again.

please forgive me for crying, but i never thought i'd ever see you again.

you're just as beautiful as i remember.

let me get a good look at you.

when i went looking for you, i couldn't find you.

never leave me again.

i never should have let you go.

kiss me a while.

you were worth waiting for.

we were meant to be together.

i searched and searched and i couldn't find you.

i'm looking forward to some alone time with you.

please don't cry. i'm right here.

will you hug me again?

hug me and never let go.

i missed the taste of your kiss.

please touch me.

i need you close to me at all times.

that was far too long to be apart from you.

i can't sleep without you.

you are the most beautiful sight i have ever seen.

we're going to need a lot of time to catch up.

i hate when you leave.

they told me you were searching for me.

this was worth the wait.

am i dreaming, or are you really in front of me?

[name]? is that really you?

be with me tonight.

we have been fighting all day to reach you.

they said you stayed behind to wait for me.

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😍😍😍 I swear this stuff is my guilty pleasure...gimme the angst 😫😅 xxx

Red Dead But It's...

Vampires: Kingdom of the Night

Tags: ArthurxOFC, vampire!Arthur, horror, slow burn

Synopsis: Dutch is gone. Arthur’s body is changing. The hunger won’t stop. And everyday, more people are going missing.

Something bad is happening in Saint Denis.

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Chapter 1

Words: 1370

Hollow eyes watched the campfire wither and fade. Arthur prodded the embers with a stick. The camp behind him felt like a body with its heart cut out: still moving, still breathing, but missing something vital. Miss Grimshaw tried to maintain order, but her voice had lost its edge. Pearson's stews grew thinner. Uncle drank more. And Abigail...

Arthur looked to where she sat with Jack, pointing at words in a dog-eared book. Six months since John had up and vanished. No goodbye, no explanation. Just gone one day like morning mist. The boy still asked when his Pa was coming back.

Been nearly two months since Dutch had ridden out with Bill, Javier, and Micah for what should have been a simple job in Saint Denis. Two months of no news, utter silence from the lot of them. Each passing day carved another notch of doubt into his certainty they'd return.

"Arthur." Hosea pulled him from his thoughts as he eased down beside him, wincing at the effort. "We need to talk about moving on."

"We've been through this." Arthur didn't look up from the flames.

"And we'll keep going through it until you listen to reason." He caught the worry threading through the old man's words. "Dutch ain't coming back. Neither is John. Or Bill. Or Javier. They're either dead or in chains by now."

"You don't know that." The words felt empty even to his own ears.

"I know we can't keep sitting here waiting for ghosts." Hosea gestured toward the others. "These people, they need hope, Arthur. They need a future."

Arthur took a deep pull from his cigarette, feeling the smoke burn in his lungs. Maybe it would burn away the creeping doubts. "And where exactly is this future? Blackwater's still hot. Ain't shit in the South."

"West. Through the mountains. There's passes—"

"Crawling with Pinkertons and bounty hunters." Arthur flicked his cigarette into the fire, watching it blacken and curl. "Dutch is still out there, Hosea. I can feel it. And I'm gonna find him."

"How many times have you gone out lookin' for him, now? Five, six times? Every expedition, you come back empty handed with more questions than answers. When are we gonna admit when enough is enough?"

Arthur stood, brushed the dirt from his pants, and avoided the old man's eye.

Hosea's disappointment hung on him like a coat too heavy for the season. Arthur had never been good at saying no to the old man, but this time was different. No matter the cost, Arthur was gonna find answers.

Charles approached, moving with that impossible quiet that still surprised Arthur after all these years. "I'll ride with you, Arthur. We can track them, at least figure out what happened."

Arthur shook his head. "No. I need you here." He looked up at Charles, then to Hosea. "Someone's got to protect them if... when I'm gone."

"And if you don't come back?"

"Then you do what you should've done weeks ago. Get these people somewhere safe."

Charles crossed his arms. "You're not thinking straight, going alone."

"I'm thinking plenty straight." Arthur stood, back rigid. "Dutch wouldn't leave us without reason. Something happened. And I aim to find out what."

The truth was, Arthur couldn't bear the alternative, that Dutch had simply abandoned them. Twenty years riding together meant something. It had to.

"One week," Arthur said. "I'll head to Saint Denis first. That's where they were headed. If I find nothing there, I'll come back. We'll head west like you want."

Hosea looked at him with tired eyes. "Just be careful, son. Whatever happened to Dutch and the others... it could happen to you too."

Arthur nodded, "I know. But I got to try."

Jack Marston clutched his wooden horse, running his small fingers over the smooth-carved mane. Mama had told him they were leaving soon, but nobody would say where. Uncle Arthur's arms were full of supplies as he packed his saddlebags. Jack watched him through the space between tent flaps, trying to understand why everyone looked so sad.

"Come on, Jack. Don't hide in there," Mama called, sounding tired like she always did these days.

Jack tucked the wooden horse into his pocket and slipped outside. The morning air felt cold, and Mama's hand was warm when she took his. They walked together toward Uncle Arthur's horse.

"You got enough food?" Mama reached to adjust a loose strap on Arthur's saddle. "The nights get cold out there."

Uncle Arthur nodded, not looking up from his work. "I'll be fine, Abigail."

Jack tugged at his mama's skirt. "Is Uncle Arthur going to find Papa?"

Mama's face did that thing where she tried to smile but couldn't quite make it work. "Maybe, Jack. Maybe."

"When you find that fool John," Mama said, hard edged, which Jack knew meant she was angry but trying not to show it, "you give him a few good smacks on the head from me and Jack. Tell him what he's missing."

Uncle Arthur finally looked up. "I'll do that."

Jack pulled the wooden horse from his pocket. "Can you give this to Papa? So he remembers us?"

Uncle Arthur knelt down, his big hand gentle as he took the toy. For a moment, Jack thought he might give it back, but then he tucked it carefully into his satchel.

"I'll make sure he gets it, Jack."

Mister Charles walked over, his face serious like always. Jack liked Mister Charles. He never talked to him like he was stupid just because he was little.

"Arthur." Charles spoke low, words meant for grown-up ears, but Jack heard anyway. "You follow Dutch, you won't come back."

Uncle Arthur didn't answer, just checked his gun belt and adjusted his hat.

Uncle Hosea joined them, looking older than Jack had ever seen him. His hand rested on Arthur's shoulder.

"You don't have to do this, son," he said quietly. "Dutch made his choice."

"And I'm making mine. I ain't leaving him to die alone. If he's out there, I'll find him."

Jack didn't understand why everyone looked so worried. Uncle Arthur always came back. He always fixed things.

"Can I say goodbye to your horse?" Jack asked, wanting to be part of the conversation.

Arthur smiled. "Course you can, Jack."

Mama lifted him up so he could pat the horse's neck. The animal's coat felt warm under his fingers.

"Be a good boy for your mama," he ruffled Jack's hair. "And keep reading them books. You're getting real good at it."

Jack nodded solemnly. "I will. I finished the one about knights yesterday."

"Did you now?" Arthur seemed pleased. "What was your favorite part?"

"The part where the knight fights the dragon. But I didn't like that the dragon had to die. Dragons just want to be left alone, I think."

"Hm, maybe you're right about that."

"When you come back, will you bring me another book?" Jack tugged his sleeve. "One where the dragon doesn't die?"

Uncle Arthur was quiet for a long moment. "I'll try, Jack."

"Promise?"

"Promise." Uncle Arthur touched the brim of his hat. He still looked sad in his eyes.

Jack didn't understand. "If… If it gets too dark at night, you can use the stars to show the way home. That's what you taught me."

"That's right," he said, but his voice strange.

Uncle Hosea cleared his throat. "We should let Arthur get on his way if he's determined to go."

Mama set Jack down and stepped forward to give Uncle Arthur a quick hug. "Be careful out there."

Jack watched as Uncle Arthur mounted his horse, looking tall and strong against the morning sky. But something felt wrong, like in his storybooks when the hero rode away and the pages started running out. Jack wanted to run after him, to grab his boot and ask him not to go, but Mama's hand on his shoulder kept him still. The morning birds were singing, but their songs sounded somber in Jack's ears. He remembered how Uncle Arthur had taught him to whistle back at them last summer, before everything got scary and grown-ups started whispering when they thought he couldn't hear.

Chapter 2

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fluffy cuddle headcanons for bill williamson (+ anyone else you feel like writing!) and a gender neutral s/o? im in the mood for cutesy cowboy content 👉👈

Absolutely! Always! I try to write gender-neutral as much as I can so everyone can enjoy :) And mee too!! I need a cuddle, where's my cowboy at?!

Mind on You

Pairing: RDR2 Men x Reader

Game: Red Dead Redemption 2

Warnings: some of the men's headcannons got slightly angsty/emotional - it's not too ba,d but i always warn just in case! (Bill, Kieran and Sean)

{ How each of the men love to cuddle/hold you }

I would love to hear your thoughts and feedback in the comments or tags, thank you and enjoy! <3

ARTHUR MORGAN:

Lover of the slow morning cuddles

He's always on the go, so the mornings that he can relax with you are his favourites.

"Slow down, ain't got nowhere to be this mornin'." as you try to get up and get dressed.

It's a feeble attempt.

You barely manage to sit up before his arm snakes around your waist.

Chuckling as you're pulled back into the warmth of his chest.

"Now," he murmurs in his deep morning voice "you ain't going nowhere."

Slowly starts kissing your neck if you try to protest.

BILL WILLIAMSON:

Behind all the bluster, he's a big softie.

He seeks you out when he's had a tough day, the kind of day when the whole camp just views him as the camp fool.

It stings deeper than he's willing to admit

But you know

The soft "Come here, darling" just melts him.

Surrendering into your arms, hair on his body standing upright as you run your hands over his shoulders to ease away at the knots of stress.

Though he's embarrassed, he looks up at you - into your soothing eyes and he knows...everything's gonna be alright.

CHARLES SMITH:

Charles is quite a private man, so although he loves your affection; he wouldn't necessarily go for full-blown PDA and cuddles in front of the gang.

That's your time, together.

To him, it's sacred.

If you come and quietly ask him to cuddle, he'll take your hand and lead you away from everyone else.

Happiest with you in between his legs, your back against his chest

Whether you're reading, drawing, sharpening knives etc - he likes to wrap his arms around you and gently rest his chin on your shoulder to watch what you're up to

Has been known to fall asleep like this, but will deny it

DUTCH VAN DER LINDE

Dutch loves nothing more than pulling you into his lap in the evenings when sitting around the campfire.

Does this in a low-key possessive way

He gets even more of a kick out of it when he knows you're busy.

I mean, who's gonna deny him?

Not you, that's for sure!

"Come, sit for a while. You've been so busy today"

Encourages you to cuddle in closer as the warmth of the fire envelops you both.

HOSEA MATTHEWS

BIG fan of having a cuddle while reading

Whether it's you laying in his lap or the other way around

Will read passages aloud to you if you ask him to

Help him up, his back will thank you!

Enjoys being quiet and with nature, points out different birds and animals etc

Will also randomly launch into stories, some true...some less so! but you love them either way.

"Did I ever tell you about the time..."

JAVIER ESCUELLA

Another member of the cuddly gang!

Loves affection, but can become nervous when he falls for someone

Talk to him about music or his (emotional support) guitar and he'll relax.

Better yet, ask him to teach you how to play!

Awkward reaching of hands to help you get the chords

"It might be easier if I move closer?" you oh-so-innocently ask.

God, he smells good!

He is a nervous wreck inside, but the proximity is oddly addictive.

Oh, stay a little longer! He'll teach you song after song if you're willing!

JOHN MARSTON

He's not massively cuddly, but god does he need some love!

He'll never ask for a cuddle, but you'll see the signs.

"what you doin'?" he asks defensively as you move yourself onto his lap.

Soon relaxes into it, but claims it's you "being all clingy and stuff"

Gets more affectionate when he's drunk

Secretly loves it when you trace your fingertips over his scars.

He hates them, but the way you coo over them - that feels nice.

JOSIAH TRELAWNEY

If you can hold him down for 5 goddamn minutes, then sure, he'll cuddle you!

I swear this man just disappears?!

The best time to cuddle him is honestly while he sleeps!

Move into his arms and he'll subconsciously wrap you up, his moustache tickling your head.

If you're lucky, he'll stir in the night and give you a couple of small kisses.

Also a big fan of cuddles in a shared bath?

KIERAN DUFFY

Please...can someone show this man an ounce of love?

He works so hard, so it's nice to have some affection at the end of the day, a shoulder massage that turns into a sleepy cuddle - yes, please!

Another one for bath cuddles!

Is just constantly serving, it feels like he's never off the clock, but for you? he doesn't mind!

Do you need him to wash your hair, and your body? Your clothes?

He can feel at a loss if he just exists with nothing to do

So hold him, sing to him, serve him for a change!

LENNY SUMMERS

Like Hosea, Lenny enjoys reading with you in his lap and loves to absent-mindedly run his hands through your hair.

He loves to make up poems for you and will recite them as you cuddle.

Is so eager to tell you about all the different flowers! His mum taught him and it makes him feel so close to her. knows which ones are rare, their different uses etc

Actually has a collection of dried flowers in a journal but thinks the other men would tease him for it, so only you and the women know..shhh!

Loves to loud watch with you as well, he's such a little dreamer! *cough* dreamBOAT *cough*

MICAH BELL

Not a cuddler.

expect to be teased and tormented relentlessly if you dare to ask

If you stick to your guns...like you are GETTING this cuddle, he'll be handsy

And it's just not that kind of cuddle, you know?

Not that he particularly cares

It's not a satisfying cuddle by any means

like this man is ticking a box at the very least, and getting something out of it if he can.

Honestly, I think you'd be better asking literally anyone else!

"Don't you dare ask another man, c'mere!" he'll say coldly.

SEAN MACGUIRE

He's always happy, always bubbly! If you were to try and cuddle him before he was tortured by the bounty hunters, it would be a case of "catch me if ya can!"

but things have changed, Sean has changed. The rest of the group hasn't noticed much of a change, he's careful to make sure they don't. The fear of not being good enough, or strong enough consumes him.

So long as he's good ol' Sean-y boy, everything will be fine!

But he has become more vulnerable with you, wants you cose, needs you close

You are his little ray of sunshine and he can't lose you now!

Whispering praises and promises like it's his last night on earth...because although the gang doesn't seem to recognise it...it very almost was.

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fanfiction isn’t enough, I need to chew on him

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Requests are open!!

Or...in other words... *deep breath* gimme gimme gimme gimme!!! 🤣

I write for Red dead redemption 2, Farcry 5 and Peaky Blinders! So go request and put ya girl to work lol! 🥰😁

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The Meeting

Pairing: JohnSeed x Reader

Game: Far Cry 5

Warnings: none! :)

{ John gets bored during one of the weekly meetings and decided to create his own fun. Good job you're there to entertain! }

I would love to hear your thoughts and feedback in the comments or tags, thank you and enjoy! <3

Jacob stood at the head of the table, eagerly discussing his next attacks on the Whitetail Militia. Various maps had flooded the desk, forcing everyone to hold their coffee cups. One had even folded over the edge of the table, dipping in Faith's cup of tea. Not that she seemed to mind. Her eyes had been respectfully glued to Jacob ever since he first stood up to talk. She was sitting next to Joseph, and both were listening intently.

John, on the other hand, looked very much like he'd rather be somewhere else! His whole body posture made it difficult to maintain a serious face; he was slumped back into his chair, his legs splayed underneath the table in such a way that you had to tuck your legs away to stop them from bumping every couple of seconds. The upper half of John was just as amusing - his face wedged in his hand as he stared wearily at his brother. The hand in question had squished his face, making him look like he was pouting. You had decided to try and avoid his gaze from fear of giggling.

This left you on the other end of the table - directly opposite the eldest Seed, making it hard to not give the same expression of boredom that John was so clearly giving. Jacob didn't seem to notice. That, or he just didn't care. Glancing to your left, you and John locked eyes. You watched as baby blues suddenly lit up with interest, a smirk forming at the corner of his mouth.

He was planning something.

Willing back a blush you returned your attention back to the head of the table. Realising that the Soldier had morphed into none other than the Father, you straightened up and gave him every ounce of your attention, earning a warm smile from him.

Well, almost all of your attention. A certain Seed was dancing in your peripherals. He had straightened up to copy you exactly but his legs hadn't moved. In fact, they'd managed to stretch impossibly further! Right in your direction!

John waited until his brother glanced down and captured your feet between his, trapping you from moving away from him. You turned and glared at him. But it held no heat. Not when he had his eyes screwed shut, quietly giggling like a bad student.

Your eyes flicked back to Joseph, he was busy answering a question from Faith, unaware of the play-fight going on under the table. Glancing at Jacob - you froze; he was giving you a questioning look. You tilted your head toward John and mouthed the word 'bored' before rolling your eyes.

Jacob's face suddenly gave off a warm, knowing smile and he slowly turned back to Joseph, leaving the two of you in peace. The peace didn't last though, as you felt a nudge under the table. John. Again.

You retaliated and relished in hearing a muffled chuckle. The two of you went back and forth, back and forth until…

"Is everything okay down that end of the table?"

You reeled away from John, gulping at Joseph's stern stare.

"Perfect, Joseph. I actually had a point to make about what you said earlier." John piped up smoothly, drawing the attention away from you. You watched in amazement as he expertly handled the situation before changing the subject to one of his own.

After the meeting had finished, you jogged to catch up with him.

"How did you do that?!" You laughed in surprise, nudging your shoulder against his.

"Just something you learn when you have a boring brother, I guess!" John teased in return.

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MICAH BELL

Mind on You - Cuddles (Request)

SEAN MACGUIRE

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Masterlist Red Dead Redemption

Far Cry 5

Peaky Blinders

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Oh god here goes nothing...

Heyyy, not really sure how active this fandom is on here anymore...(or if im even remembered lol!) but i actually used to write on here and had a decent following?

I'm looking to get back into writing, and i mean, we had such a cute lil community on here, didn't we? i remember asks just being "please could you write this, I LOVE YOU SOO MUCH! <3" - ya know, wholesome shit!

So if you are craving more rdr2 content...PLEASE INTERACT with this! i dont mind how! Like it, comment, follow me! whatever you decide to do, shout it from the rooftops! WE NEED MORE WRITING CONTENT!!!

Love you guys, Cat xx