Prompt List

prompt list

hello! so, i’ve decided to make a prompt list. there are 101 prompts in here, with the help of chrmdpoet and ships4you. if you want to have a fic written to one of the prompts, send your requests here: requests

“It’s really not that complicated.”

“Close the door.”

“It’s 3 in the morning.”

“I should have told you a long time ago.”

“Why are you helping me?”

“You have to leave right now.”

“Just trust me.”

“I’ve been waiting a long time.”

“You’re in love with her.”

“Come here.”

“What are you thinking about?”

“You’re never going to let that go, are you?”

“I can explain.”

“Love is overrated.”

“Watch me.”

“I’ve missed this.”

“I don’t owe you an explanation.”

“We have to be quiet.”

“You’re trembling.”

“I want an answer, goddammit!”

“It was you the whole time.”

“Tell me again.”

“This is why we can’t have nice things.”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“You don’t see me.”

“I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you.”

“You could have died.”

“Prove it.”

“I might never get another chance to say this.”

“Do you regret it?”

“Tell me I’m wrong.”

“Lie to me then.”

“You’ve thought about this, haven’t you?”

“We need to talk about what happened last night.”

“I never stood a chance, did I?”

“I feel like I can’t breathe.”

“Are you drunk?”

“I still remember the way you taste.”

“How much of that did you hear?”

“What happens if I do this?”

“Why are you whispering?”

“You make me want things I can’t have.”

“I don’t want to screw this up.”

“People are staring.”

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

“Please don’t cry. I can’t stand to see you cry.”

“Stay with me.”

“Walk out that door and we’re through.”

“I hate how much I love you”

“Why are you so jealous?”

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Just leave me alone.”

“I need some time.”

“Despite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself.”

“You can’t keep pretending it didn’t happen, ‘cause guess what? It did!”

“Just please be my best friend right now, not the guy I just confessed my love to.”

“Stop pretending you’re okay, cause I know you’re not.”

“Just talk to me.”

“Bite me.”

“If you insist.”

“I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the shit out of me.”

“Why are you so nice to me?”

“We’ll get through this, I promise.”

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”

“You’re mine. I don’t share.”

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

“If we get caught I’m blaming you.”

“Make me.”

“Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now?”

“I think I forgot how to breath.”

“Stop biting your fucking lip!”

“You’re blushing.”

“I missed something didn’t I?”

“You come to my room and wake me up at 3 A.M, to cuddle?”

“Well, this is awkward.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“You look like you need a hug.”

“Please come home, I miss you.”

“You’re so fucking adorable.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“You’re lucky you’re cute.”

“Let’s cuddle.”

“Sometimes I really don’t like you”

“What if I told you I’ve been in love with you ever since.”

“You’re seriously a child.”

“I’m too sober for this.”

“Oh god, I need a drink”

“Do that again, I dare you.”

“I feel like I’m falling apart and nothing can fix me. Help me.”

“I can’t fucking believe you!”

“Never judge a book by its cover.”

“I was a bet?”

“I’m such a fucking idiot for thinking that you would ever fall for me.”

“Baby, open the door.”

“Were you crying?”

“What have I done?” 

“I never want to see you again!”

“You hurt me. I don’t know if I can ever forgive you for what you did.”

“Will you marry me?”

“No matter where you go, how long you’re gone, even if you fall in love with someone else, I will always be here for you. Always.”

“You could lie to me, you could ignore me for days on end, hell, you could break my heart into a million pieces, but how could you cheat on me?”

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HEYY! Saw your prompt list, loved all the options and was hard to pick because you’re such a good writer. However I did manage to pick one 😂 number 94 baby open the door . I mean whatever and however you wanna to write it, really, but... a little request if you can don’t have to no pressure seriously!! But maybe angst in the beginning and then end with fluff??? I’m just a sucker for cute happy endings!! Thank you 💖

my fault

a/n: thank you for sending this in and reading my prompt list XD i know it’s a really long list, so thank you looking through it… i hope you enjoy this and that it’s what you wanted, lots of love

pairing: mob!tom x reader

warnings: foul language, slut shaming, angst, fluff at the end

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94. “Baby, open the door.”

You stood at the bar, getting yourself a Campari and soda. You were trying to stay sober tonight, especially because Tom had gotten too busy with making his acquaintance with many other mobsters, hoping to get business with them. Unbeknownst to you, there was a man eyeing you from his seat across the room. He was admiring the red satin mini dress on you, the cut drooping, slightly revealing your bust. A diamond choker rested on your neck, shining confidently. Your hair was tucked behind your ear, displaying your sharp jawline. He had brought it upon himself to approach you, believing that you were just an escort. 

“Hey, there,” the tall brunette said from beside you.

“Oh, hi,” startled, you awkwardly stood with your drink in your hands, “do I know you?”

“Not yet,” lust gleamed in his eyes, “but you will. I’m William,” he stuck his hand out for you to shake.

“Y/N,” you politely shook his hand. You looked around for Tom, but he was no where to be seen. You needed to get away from this pervert. Wanting to excuse yourself, you tried, “Excuse me, I need to head to the ladies room.”

As you put the drink down on the counter, ready to walk away, William grabbed your hand, “I don’t think so, princess. I’ve heard that excuse many times before,” he chuckled, “sluts like you deserve to be treated the way you are treated.” His face lowered, slowly getting closer to yours.

Out of instinct you tried pushing him off, “Stop it. What are you doing?”

“Just trying to show you a good time,” he twirled a strand of your hair with his finger.

“Don’t touch me,” you hit his hand out of your reach.

“Feisty one, aren’t ya? I like that,” he practically growled, moving closer to you.

In a panic, you stepped back as much as you could, trying to push him away. 

Where was Tom when you needed him? Better yet, where were his bodyguards? 

Thinking of a quick and easy way to escape, you kicked the man in the balls, dashing for the door as he keeled over. You could hear him yelling “motherfucker” and “slut” in pain. You didn’t care for the amount of commotion you made, you just knew that you were now safe.

-

Tom had heard the man scream in pain and quickly jogged over to check on the situation.

“What happened?” Tom asked, squatting to the same height of the man.

“This slut - fuck, it hurts - she kicked me in the balls and ran,” William explained, still holding himself.

“Where’d she go?”

“Out. I don’t know where, but she just left. Probably afraid I was gonna beat her ass,” he snarled.

“What did she look like? What was she wearing?” Tom asked, ready to go hunt for this girl.

“She wore a red dress and a diamond choker,” he strained.

Tom immediately knew who it was. He told his men to call off the party, and he rushed out of the room to find you.

-

You sat on your bed, mascara running down your cheeks. Tom didn’t protect you like he promised, and now, you were left alone in your room to suffer.

You stripped yourself of the red dress and diamond choker, ripping the dress to shreds and chucking the choker to somewhere you couldn’t find. You immediately took a long shower after, scrubbing yourself raw, trying to get the man’s touch and smell off of you. You hadn’t gone through the effort of taking off your makeup, but luckily, your face wash had a makeup removing proponents in it.

Your skin was red everywhere, including your face. You had taken your anger out on yourself, mad that Tom didn’t help you, his men didn’t help you, and worst off all, you weren’t able to save yourself. Indeed you kicked the man, but you let him touch you, breathe on you, and objectify you.

You lie in bed, tears drained from your body. If someone had glanced at you for one second, they would think you were dead.

-

Tom ran to their room, trying to get the door open, but it was no use. The door was locked. He heard the water of the shower, so he waited until there was no more.

The sound of your feet dragging against the floor broke his heart. You sounded tired and he knew you were.

Lightly he knocked on the door, “Y/N/N, darling?”

No response.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you, love, just please, open the door so I can make this better,” he pleaded, pushing his face up against the door.

-

Although the offer was tempting, you were too tired to respond, so you just lied there, ignoring him.

“Baby, please open the door,” his voice gentle.

Annoyed by his bickering, you dragged yourself out of bed, almost falling over on your way to the door.

You unlocked the door, allowing Tom access to the room. He immediately opened the door and got a fast glance at your face. Your face was a blazing red and the life looked drained from your eyes.

“Darling?” He was concerned, feeling guilty for leaving you alone at the party. He should’ve been more careful and, instead of trying to get business, made sure you had bodyguards to protect.

“I’m so sorry, love. I should’ve been with you and protected you from that asshole. Did he hurt you?” Tom slid in bed beside you and instinctively, you moved further away.

He didn’t take it to offense even though it hurt him. He knew you’d just when through a rough situation and no one was here to comfort you. 

“I know that you’re mad at me, but please, just tell me if he hurt or violated you in any way,” his hand reached to your arm and slowly began to stroke the raw skin. You flinched in pain, bringing Tom to a halt, “Did he do this to you?”

You shook your head, throat still sore from sobbing.

“Oh, darling, I’m so fucking sorry,” Tom couldn’t bear to watch you in pain, “it’s all my fault. I’m such a fucking idiot. I’m so sorry, love, so, so sorry,” he sobbed.

Feeling guilty, you responded hoarsely, “It’s not your fault, Tommy. You were just doing your j-,” you stopped to cough, “job,” you finished.

He handed you his water bottle, telling you to drink up.

“I’ll never leave you unguarded ever again. I will stay by your side forever from now on,” his arm wrapped around your waist, turning you to face him, and you responded to his warmth, snuggling into him.

“I know you will,” your hand gently stroked his face, “I love you, Tommy.”

“I love you, too, darling,” he leaned down, pulling you into a deep, passionate kiss.

hey guys, so I don’t know what direction I want to put moonlight in, so if you have any suggestions or ideas for me, you can comment or send in a submission. for now, I’m putting moonlight on hiatus until I have an idea of what I want to do with it. enjoy your day 🥳 and stay safe

Would you write a part two to Laundry Day that ends with y/n sucking and choking on Tom's cock, as was mentioned in the first part? :D

laundry day pt.2

a/n: i had to do a lot of research to understand how i would describe a blowjob, so... hope i did a decent job,,, anyways this is like my third or fourth smut (woot woot), enjoy x

warnings: SMUT, oral (fem & m receiving), fluff in the beginning

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pt.1 | pt.2

As planned, you and Tom met at the adorable, little café which had a gorgeous view of the garden. Not only that, the café itself was breathtaking. It was everything and more than you could’ve imagined.

“It’s stunning,” you said, wide eyes scanning the building with awe.

“I knew you’d love it,” he smiled at your reaction, “and I see you took my advice with the outfit.”

Your cheeks flushed red, “Yeah, it’s not a bad look, just a little too revealing.”

“I see you’ve added more fabric to your body,” he observed your black pantyhose and nude bomber jacket. “I liked the fit from before more, but I can still see a desirable amount of skin,” his eyes moved down your body back up to your eyes, “leaves enough to imagination,” he winked.

“Shut up,” you were surely a flaming red now, “let’s order so we can get to garden faster.”

“Of course, darling,” Tom picked up the menu, pretending to look for a drink. He had already had his drink of choice in mind, he checked the menu last night. He took the time to admire you without your knowing.

Tom let you order anything you’d wanted, but feeling guilty, you only ordered a cup of coffee and a plate of macarons to share with him.

You were able to visit the garden after a short 45 minutes at the café. The array of colorful flowers made you feel content. The garden held beautiful sights and you had taken many photographs of the place, even though you could visit anytime you wished. 

At some time, you had wrapped your arm around Tom’s big, muscular one unintentionally. At first, he was shocked, but later on embraced it. He didn’t want to bother you and break your trance of the scenery. 

When you reached the end of the garden, you looked up at Tom, who was already looking at you. His eyes were filled with affection and an inviting warmth. 

Neither of you knew how your faces had gotten so close, but you pulled away, saying, “Thank you so much for bringing me here, Tommy,” he blinked at the nickname, “I-I meant Tom. Sorry, I didn’t mean to say that. It just slipped out.”

“No, it’s okay. You can call me whatever you want, princess,” he responded, placing a delicate kiss to your head.

“So, where are we headed to next?” You pipped, excited to see what was to unfold.

“Wanna head back to mine?”

“Y-Yours? As in your f-flat?” You almost choked at his offer.

“We don’t have to,” his eyes widened, “we can go somewhere else. Maybe the library? The mall?”

“N-No, let’s go to your place,” you calmed yourself down.

Tom hadn’t planned for anything to happen after the café and garden, but to say he was happy you wanted to stay with him longer would be an understatement.

“Welcome to my flat,” he said pulling up to a luxurious building.

The Victorian architecture flattering to the eye. The balcony above the red door decorated with pots of green plants. The black metal fencing of the balcony set a contrast to the cream walls and pillars. 

You were speechless. This was everything you imagined in a home.

As you stepped in, you could’ve fainted. Not only was the exterior magnificent, but the interior was absolutely stunning. 

Marble floors, light colored furniture, as well as contrasting decor.

“Would you like to keep your jacket on?” Tom voice snapped you out of your trance.

“I can carry it. I wouldn’t want to bother you with it, but thank you,” you smiled, looking up at him.

“Nonsense, love, give me that,” he snatched your jacket from your hands and placed it on the rack. “C’mon, as much as I enjoy watching you practically drool over my home and capture flies in your mouth, I know other ways to use your mouth,” he winked, placing a finger under your chin.

“Fuck off, you div,” he chuckled.

“Oo, she bites back.”

He led you up the grand staircase, bringing you to his room. He watched as you explored his room, feeling a sense of pride in him. 

You looked at the photographs of him with his family and friends, but noticed one that fell to the ground. You bent over picking it up when you felt a warmth press against you. 

“T-Tom?”

“Why do you bend over like that? Just to tease me? Are you trying to make me fuck you?” His voice was raspy and filled with lust. He turned you around to face him, “Do you want this as much as I do?”

“I-I,” you couldn’t believe this was happening. You never realized Tom felt the way he felt, but nonetheless, you lusted for him as well, “Yes, please, Tommy.”

“Get on your knees. Let’s see what that pretty mouth of yours can do,” he pulled off his belt, sliding of his dark jeans, revealing the boxer-clad tent in his pants. “Take ‘em off.”

Teasingly, you slowly pulled his boxers off, letting the elastic graze over his hard cock. 

“Uh- darling, stop teasing. I won’t last,” he groaned.

You giggled and proceeded to remove the cloth. You finally reached his feet and took his cock into your hands. Starting at the very tip, you gently rubbed it with the pad of your thumb, then moving your hand up and down his shaft. Once you saw pre-cum leaking out, you took him in your mouth. Your tongue swirled around his tip, sucking up the pre-cum.

“Fuck, love, your mouth feels so good,” Tom grabbed a handful of your hair, guiding you down his red, pulsing flesh.

You took him as far as your mouth would let you, but with the remaining space, you used one hand to stroke, while your other hand massaged his balls. You blinked innocently before looking up at Tom, who was writhing with pleasure.

“Stop,” he pulled you off of him.

“D-Did I do something wrong?” You looked at him concerned.

“No, darling, you did amazing. I don’t want to cum just yet, though, we have a whole night ahead of us.”

He pulled off your white camisole, revealing your perky tits.

“Naughty girl, you weren’t wearing a bra?” He arched a brow at you.

Before you could respond, his lips were wrapped around your pink bud and the other was massaged by his hand.

“Mmf- Tom,” you whined.

He pulled away with a pop, “Doesn’t feel good when you get teased, hm?”

You were about to roll your eyes when you felt him lightly toss you on the bed.

“Let’s get this thing off,” he tugged at the hem of your skirt.

You pulled it off in one swift movement, overly excited. He chuckled at your enthusiasm, climbing in between your legs.

“Look at you, you’re practically dripping for me,” he pressed a finger against your panty-clad pussy.

“Tommy, please,” you moaned, thrusting your hips.

He pressed an arm on your lower abdomen, holding you down in place. Using his other hand, he gripped onto your black lace panties, ripping them off your body.

“Hey! My panties,” you frowned.

“I’ll buy you another,” he dismissed.

His head dipped further between your legs, finally reaching your swollen bud. He licked it gently, looking up at you to see your reaction. You gasped at the sensation, whining for more. He continued, giving your clit kitty licks, making you thrash under him.

“Stay still,” the vibrations of his words traveled up your body into your core.

He inserted two digits in you, curling and thrusting them as he sucked your bud. 

“T-Tommy, I can’t. I need to cum,” you cried out.

“Then cum,” he said, lips still pressed against you.

That was enough to push you over the edge. You came with a pornographic moan, thrusting with so much strength, Tom’s hold broke. He licked up every last drop of your liquid, not wanting to miss any of your sweetness.

“You taste delicious, love,” Tom put his two fingers into your mouth, allowing you to taste yourself.

You moaned in response. He climbed up, aligning your faces. He took a strand of y/h/c hair and tucked it behind your ear before leaning in for a passionate kiss. You could taste yourself on his lips.

He pulled away, smirking, “We’re not done yet, darling. I still haven’t cum yet, and I plan on making you cum a lot more tonight.”

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