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peaky blinders; 

s2e1 (colm mccarthy, 2014) / s3e4 (tim mielantis, 2016)

“Well, then go and marry her like the rest of us.” “She doesn’t want her family to know. And she doesn’t want to have the baby.”

I need you, Uncle.

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON 1.07 Driftmark

JOHN SHELBY ▸ Peaky Blinders, 1.6

what's their beef

How do you think Joaquín would act hearing Sam's morning voice for the first time?

Sorry I just had a small idea is all

Oh my, never apologise for hopping into my inbox with cute Samquín ideas!

I might revisit this in an actual fic at some point, so I’ve just offered a couple of little ideas.

The first time, they’re not together and he’s just had to wake Sam up when he’s dozed off en route to a mission. Sam’s all disoriented, and Joaquín is a little smitten, but he’s absolutely a professional and he can totally be cool about this. Sam saying a sleep rough, thanks Torres is not something he can really dwell on in that moment. But maybe he finds himself thinking about it a little later that night, thankful he’s got a hotel room to himself instead of a cot in the barracks

The second time, it’s the first time Sam’s stayed over. They’ve been dating for a few weeks, and Joaquín is really trying not to get carried away, but he’s pretty sure Sam is the love of his life. He’d woken up first, and just laid there watching Sam dozing. He looked so peaceful, the only thing weighing on him being Joaquín’s arm thrown across his chest. He’s breathtaking and Joaquín hadn’t known how he’d got this lucky. He’d pressed a soft kiss to Sam’s shoulder, and the other man had woken up and just hmmed, mañana mi cielo in that thick, rough, sleepy voice that went straight to Joaquín’s cock. His not-boyfriend-yet-but-someday just purring in Spanish, with that pet name, sounding all tired and fucked out, and just perfect? He’d be a mess. Whatever they had planned for that day would absolutely be pushed by a good hour, because there is lazy, easy morning sex happening.

Stuck in the loop of feeling like my only possible value is sexual, and yet the people I want to find me valuable are familial and not ones supposed to see me sexually. Not like it's stopped some before.