Flowersshells
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Homelander has a new fixation. Madelyn does damage control.
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03 Sep 2025
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Under the rule of a dangerous mermaid, the seas have become perilous even to a nocturnal mer like you. Worse, you've caught the eye of a fearsome hunter who's got plenty of ideas what to do next.
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05 Aug 2025
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He leaned close, quick to perceive the poorly suppressed fear that even the coldest of glares couldn't conceal.
"You're not still scared, are you?" His head tilted to the side, expression hidden behind the eerie, horned mask.
"Stay away." You muttered, your voice hoarse from screaming.
"Oh, but you're forgetting something," he started, ringed fingers lightly grazing your cheek.
You said nothing at first, jaw and fists clenching at the unwanted contact.
"Forgetting what?" you forced out. His caress turned harsh as he firmly gripped your face with one hand.
"That you don't make the fucking rules."
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05 Aug 2025
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You wake with no memory of the past year, only to find yourself married to a man you were certain you’d never choose — the man you were once betrothed to suddenly erased from your life.
Your husband, the ruthless Thomas Shelby — dangerous, elusive, impossible to read.
He tells you this is the life you chose. That you belong here. That you belong to him.
You don’t remember saying “yes".
You don’t remember falling in love with the Peaky Devil.
Nothing feels right — not the house, not the vows, not the way he watches you, as if waiting for something to suddenly resurface. He’s calm, patient, and far too practiced.
As you begin to piece together what was stolen from you, the world around you shifts. Faces flinch when you speak. Doors that should open stay locked. Peaked caps watch you from afar. And every comforting word from him feels like silk over smoke — soft to the touch but burning underneath.
The truth is buried deep.
In the stories he spins.
From the memories too afraid to come to light.
And with the skeletons you fear are hidden in his closet.
Some vows are spoken with love.
Others are whispered in smoke and silk.ALSO POSTED ON MY TUMBLR
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05 Aug 2025
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𝙎𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 - 𝙔𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝘾𝙊𝙒𝘽𝙊𝙔 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍 ✓ by xoxo_AshleighBee
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15 Jan 2025
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"𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺? 𝘥𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘰' '𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺, 𝘐'𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯', 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘭' 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦."
"𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵."
"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴."
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They would ooze rumours of both you're name, placed with the utterly specific adjectives, 'deranged', 'psychotic', and simply 'sick'. That was what you were known for, context or not. It was a simple way of living, within the red-dirt town of Sandrange, with little entertainment and a harbour of saloon-goers in need of any form of entertainment, which made you a target whether you liked it or not. Although, not unfamiliar with the wording, it's both the eyes of their burning scowls and the words that spit like fire from their tongue's that become something you can never get used to.
So, you never left home. Cacooned in your home for weeks to months on end, all to hide from the town and the prejudice they willingly held, this torturous routine had only been broken by the two knocks on my door, and the call of the Sheriff requesting to come inside.
━━━Series
- Part 1 of My Stand-alones.
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03 Aug 2025