Tomgreg - Blog Posts

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65089606

Pairing: tomgreg | beta!Greg & omega!Tom

Summary:

“Oh, Greg. This is…” Tom whispered, finally turning back to him with tender eyes, “It’s perfect.”

Greg couldn't stop the grin on his face. “Yeah?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60382096/chapters/154117930

New tomgreg chapter for my Post-S4 tomgreglets (fics under 1k!)

Summary of chapter:

“Back off, harpies, this one’s mine,” a slurry voice said behind them.

Looking up, Greg was relieved to find it was Tom at last.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61951039

SUMMARY: Tom gave a pleasing hum, “Now there’s my boss,” brushing Greg’s suit with his hands meticulously.

Greg’s breath hitched at the possessive and proud divulgence.

PAIRING: tomgreg

SUMMARY:

basically if Greg was the underdog au

“Kiss you? I mean…” Greg started with a sluggish shrug and fiddling with the glove in his hand, “I would, but we’re in public, man.”

PAIRING: tomgreg

SUMMARY: short tomgreg ideas Post-S4 scenarios

Chapter -

“Did you just spank me?” Tom challenged in a low voice.

PAIRING: tomgreg

SUMMARY:

(night before The Munsters ep, where Greg was way too chummy around Tom)

“I could what? What are you about to say, Gregory? Go on.”

Greg inhaled through his nose, a look of nerves and boldness that Tom rarely sees. “I think if you got fucked hard, you’d calm down a bit.”

PAIRING: tomgreg

SUMMARY:

A re-telling of "Do you want to make a deal with the devil?" where it's a supernatural AU, the Roy family are all vampires and Tom is a familiar wanting more security that he'll also be turned.

PAIRING: more about Shiv and Tom, pre-impending-divorce with a tomgreg lean

SUMMARY:

“I've been thinking, I think I'd like to sleep with …” he paused, “Greg.”

He prepared for scepticism, a fundamental objection riddled with snarkiness, but what he got instead was Shiv bringing her iPad back up into her lap to her virtual planner and asking, expectantly, “when?”

Inspired by THIS conversation here between Jesse Armstrong and Lucy Prebble.

PAIRING: tomgreg (of course)

SUMMARY:

“That boss you wanted to fuck? Did you finally do it?”

Terror clocked into his heart, hoping his body might combust in his very seat so that he wouldn’t have to be there at that very moment. Of course. Of course, he mentioned wanting to sleep with his boss with his friends. Never, not once, worrying that one day his friend could bring it up sporadically with Tom sitting right next to him.

PAIRING: tomgreg

SUMMARY: To her credit, Tommie wasn’t a normal woman. She was not only a bitch, she could also be childish, complicated, inordinately layered, infuriating, a tease, hot and gave Gwen a mommy kink she didn’t prepare for.

SEQUEL. Please read the first part of you haven't yet 🩷

PAIRING: tomgreg

SUMMARY:

Greg took a step back, away from more prodding, but his hands were ready to hold Tom back. “But they didn’t look, like, grossed out! If anything they seemed kind of impressed with me.”

“Because they think you’re fucking your boss!” Tom roar filled every crevice of the room.

Pairing: tomgreg

Summary:

“... then I guess you were rubbing one out while we were talking?”

The silence followed by a guilty, but quiet, “umm” sound was not what he was expecting, but hoped for, and Tom was elated.

Ready to sink his teeth into it.

“You’re a dirty fucking piggy, Greg.”

PAIRING: pre-tomgreg

SUMMARY:

Greg glanced at his phone expectantly, waiting for the screen to translate, only it seemed to come up blank. He quickly fumbled a reply, “Yeah?” as he subtly reached down to close the app and open it again. “Yeah, we’re pretty close, man.”

Oskar had a sudden enthusiastic interest in him, “really? You surprise me, Gregory!”

PAIRING: tomgreg

SUMMARY:

"The symptoms that I've noticed from you, leaves me to believe that maybe you're not, like, being fed? Not in a physical sense- well actually, physically, yes, but not in the sense of the um," Greg stuttered, now feeling a bit flustered on the direct topic, unsure if he could steer it in a less offensive way. "The- the substance that you're meant to be taking?"

"Just say come, Greg, Jesus."

I was just minding my business until I thought, what if succession Greg was a gaming streamer who brings his bf Tom on with him occasionally because his subs kept begging for it, and Tom is just clueless reading the comments and streaming lingo

I need to finish writing a tomgreg fic but instead I've thought about writing another. wip is the devil's work

Tomgreg has made me so Ill, I created a spotify playlist of songs that make me think about them 🥹 y'all, it's an I l l n e s s no ship has ever made me be THISSS sick

PAIRING: tomgreg SUMMARY:

She looked between Sophie and Dan, whispered, “so who is that?”

Dan looked clueless and Mickey answered back just as softer, “no idea.”

“To be honest,” Sophie muttered, “I don’t know for sure, since I just started at Waystar, but I think that’s Tom Wambsgans? So, like, his boss?”

“His boss?” Jules was even more confused now, “why would he come here? Did Greg mention he was coming?”

PAIRING: tomgreg (transfem!greg) SUMMARY:

“This is cousin Greg, remember?”

“Er,” she cleared her throat, introducing herself properly. “It’s actually, um, cousin Gwen, now?” She thinks she nailed it.

“No shit? That’s awesome,” Kendall patted her arm, looking up at her warmly.

PAIRING: tomgreg SUMMARY:

Greg finally stuck up for himself after all the constant prodding, poking and putting him down. He fucking landed one on him; his cheek still burned from the slap, and as much as he’d deny it, the hot skin was like he was wearing a badge of honour.

He swelled with pride at being able to not only witness it but feel it first-hand. And it felt really fucking good.

PAIRING: fem! tomgreg

SUMMARY:

... before she made her crafty way over, Greta held her back by the elbow and, in her skittish way, offered a tit for tat. An exchange that being the ‘punching bag’ would be more worthwhile on her end. Honestly, Tam couldn’t be prouder...

Greta was pretty vague in what she was asking of Tam, and so she decided to play into that. “Oh, the forboden ‘do whatever you want to me?’ Going to beat me up, Gret? Rob me?”

“Not forboden! It’s not!-” Gret gave her a flustered look, “I mean, it’s not something terrible, but like, rather in a sexual manner?”

PAIRING: a/b/o! tomgreg

SUMMARY:

“I just want you to smell me? And let me know what you honestly think.”

Greg could only look down at him with a furrow in his brow, “new cologne or?”

Tom snorted a quick, “No, you idiot,” before he gave him a big smile, trying his best to de-escalate the realness of the request that followed, “I want you to scent me.”

This is the most real letterboxd review I have ever made. Can’t wait for the movie to come out so people will see the vision 🙏🙏🙏