#niamhshell

[moral-turpitudes]

Out of All People

Trigger Warnings: Swearing, Angst, Mentions of Blood, Fluff.

Characters: Isiah Jesus x Shelby!Sister

Word Count: 1,512

Summary: Y/n is tired of being seen as the baby of the family and runs off. Her brothers are used to her antics and leave her on her own as she wished, but Isiah can’t shake the feeling that she’s in trouble.

Requested by: @niamhshell​ 

Summary of request: “I wanted to ask if I could have a oneshot if you’re not too busy. The oneshot I had in mind would be with Isiah Jesus x Shelby!Sister  and the scenario would be along the lines of the sister getting lost in a storm and Isiah finding her and looking after her.”

Isiah and Finn had been best friends ever since he could remember, running through the stone streets playing make believe games whilst his dad met with the Shelby’s at their meetings. As he and Finn grew older, he was welcomed into the Peaky Blinders, where he eventually met the infamous Y/N Shelby. She was Finn’s twin sister and older by 5 minutes. When he first saw her, she took his breath away. She had a smile that lit up the room and a laugh that sounded like the sweetest of songs. But she had one hell of a temper, just like all her siblings. 

One day, Tommy had gathered their family for a meeting and got on Y/N for going to the Garrison late at night. This normally wouldn’t have set Y/N off like it did, but earlier that day she had awoken with nightmares which always put her on edge. Throughout the day everyone would ask her if she was okay and she grew more annoyed at answering them, so being called out during the meeting with her brothers was the last straw. She was seen as the baby at times despite Finn technically being the youngest, but nevertheless they were all over-protective of her.  Isiah watched near Finn as she went off on Tommy, yelling that she doesn’t have to answer to him every second of the day. That she’s an adult and fully capable of taking care of herself and could do what she pleased. And in a final act of defiance, she threw her shot glass on the ground, the shards glistening on the polished hardwood floors of Tommy’s office. Isiah watched, a worried expression on his face as she stormed out with only her handgun in her holster and her purse.

Later that night, everyone was drinking at the Garrison when Finn invited Isiah. They both ordered drinks and watched as the older blinder boys drank their woes away, ogling at the girls who would walk in with their friends. Meanwhile, Isiah stood there silently, thinking about where Y/N was. He had only told Finn he had feelings for her a couple of weeks ago, which Finn took surprisingly well, but that was the least of his matters. Her big brothers were far more harder to get around to. Letting his mind wander, he sipped his drink ignoring the icy burn that ran down his throat. 

Not longer after finishing his drink he heard Tommy and Arthur arguing over something, and that’s when he heard Arthur yell, staggering to the bar near them. 

“Tom wants ya to find Y/N, Finn. Go. She’s being a bitch again runnin’ off like that. Probably out being an adult huh Isiah.” He mumbled, pouring himself another drink. Isiah looked at him angrily. He could tell she grew tired of them and needed an escape. “If only he could’ve been her escape at the time instead of wherever she ran off to...” He thought to himself. 

“Oi! Finn ya fuckin’ knucklehead! Are ya gonna go or not? She’s ya fookin’ twin for fucks sake!” Arthur yelled as Finn slowly put on his raincoat, he looked like he wanted to run away as well. 

“Arthur, I think you should calm down mate...” Isiah said, putting a hand on Arthur’s shoulder. 

“Arthur, Y/N probably doesn’t even want to see any of us right now. Not even Ada or Poll. I think we should let her be, she’ll come ‘round in the morning.” He said slurring a bit as he knocked back the last of his drink. Isiah grew angrier on the inside, none of them really cared where she was it seemed. Tommy went back to drinking like it would numb the ghosts in his head, yelling and joking with the other peaky boys as Arthur went off to his own drunken world, nodding as Finn spoke.

He went to leave, to find her, when Finn grabbed his shoulder stopping him.

“Where the hell are ya going Isiah?! You can’t leave your best mate man c’mon.” He said handing him another shot. Isiah put it back on the bar and turned to look at him, rage filling his eyes.

“Would you just fuck off? You lot clearly couldn’t give a shit less about where your sister is. Hell she may not want to see anyone, but I’ll be damned if she’s out there alone. I’ll go do your jobs for ya. I’ll find her.” He said, pushing past Finn, getting his coat and leaving.

The rain was coming down heavily, huge cold drops slamming onto his skin relentlessly. He had to squint into the night to see and decided to check the betting shop. When he came in, he saw Polly doing work on the reports for the previous day. 

She looked up and gasped, shocked to see him coming in so urgently. 

“What on earth! Isiah you scared me. What’s wrong?” She asked getting up from her desk. 

“It’s Y/N. She hasn’t come back. Tommy sent Finn to find her but none of them are willing to. They’re too busy getting drunk off their asses.” He said wringing his hands a bit. 

“Dear god...” Polly said looking around, a worried expression overcoming her features.

“Where would she go when she’d get upset in the past?” He asked, hoping she’d remember something from raising them all those years ago.

She paced around and thought for a moment, her eyes lit up slightly. 

“I remember she used to run to where the forested areas started near the road we went on the other day just outside town. Remember that road?” She asked.

Isiah thought a moment and then it clicked. He looked at her and nodded, grabbing his cap and putting it on. “Can-can I borrow the keys?” He said urgently. Polly nodded in response. That was all it took for him to burst out the door and to the car, starting the engine and heading toward the edge of town. 

Once he got to the road, he got out and walked reluctantly into the forest, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness as the rain hell heavily again. 

“Y/N!.....Y/N?!” he yelled as loud as he could. After waiting a couple of minutes he heard a whimper and a slight scream in the distance. He ran, following it, grabbing hold of his gun in his holster. 

The cold rain fell on his skin as he ran through the trees, twigs and bushes catching on his coat and pants. His shoes were gradually soaked through with a thick layer of mud coating them as he ran, calling out her name. Once her cries got closer, he saw her curled up under a tree holding her arms close to her, as they bled.

“Y/n? what are you doing out here?” He asked slowly walking towards her. 

“I-I wanted to get out. I wanted to leave that fucking place for a while. This is the only place I feel okay...” She said sobbing in the cold rain. He sat by her and took his raincoat off and draped it carefully around her. 

“Y/n...what happened? You can tell me.” Isiah said as she curled up to him. 

“I wanted to let off steam so i ran here, took forever-” She chuckled lightly as she shivered. “-but I got here and wanted to run to this spot. I-I always came to it when I was younger after Finn or Ada and I would get into a fight, but this time I took a wrong turn and tripped and scraped my arms to high hell cuz of the fucking mud...” She said examining her arms under his jacket. 

“I know they’ve been assholes Y/n, believe me. They told Finn to get you while everyone was at the Garrison, but they were too busy drinking so I went instead. I couldn’t spend another minute knowing you ran off somewhere. Just know you can run to me if you need to next time okay?.” He asked softly.

“Thank you.” She said nodding and looking up at him, the moonlight catching in his eyes. 

She stared at his lips and it was as if he read her mind, quickly bringing his lips to hers. When they pulled away from each other they smiled, savoring the moment. 

“Um Y/n?...” Isiah asked nervously.

“Yeah?” Y/n said raising her eyebrow at him.

“I’m surprised Finn hadn’t told you, or well, everyone. But...I like you and when we get back in town and get you cleaned up, I’d like to take you out.” He said.

“I’d like that.” She said, smiling before attempting to get up and almost falling again as Isiah steadied her. As they walked back to the car, a question plagued her mind.

“Why out of all people, did you come looking for me?” 

Isiah thought for a moment and smirked.

“Because I, out of all people actually care about you.” He said. 

She smiled and laid her head on his shoulder as they continued walking, the pale moonlight guiding their path to the car.

#niamhshell #requests #peaky blinders #isiah jesus #isiah jesus x reader #finn shelby #peakyrequests #peaky blinders oneshots #peaky blinders imagines #peaky blinders fanfic

[themenof--birmingham]

My Bonnie

Pairing: Bonnie Gold x Reader

Requested?: Yes- @niamhshell : this is going to be weird I had a dream I was married to Bonnie and was a Shelby sister and after Bonnie's death I just went off on the Shelby family and it’s been in my head for weeks could you possibly do a piece based around this I don't really mind how it ends I just need it out of my head.

Warnings: cursing

A/N: John is alive in this one :)

There should be a disclaimer when you marry into the Shelby family: Don’t plan to grow old together. From your older brother Tommy’s lifestyle, that should have been enough to warn you about what to expect out of married life. Losing his wife when they had barely made half a decade together was painful for the entire family.  

You wished you’d never have to experience such a loss.

But how often do wishes come true? Being a Shelby meant living a life of loss. There was no way you could set yourself up for losing the love of your life, your first love, Bonnie.

Bonnie and his family had gotten close to the Shelby family not just through your marriage, but through their business arrangements. Unfortunately for your marriage, the family business was dangerous and when one of you got hurt, all of you got hurt.

You were sitting next to your brothers in their private booth at the Garrison when your Aunt Polly arrived in a hustle. Her face was panic-stricken and even in the cold night air, she still had beads of sweat forming at her temples.  

She burst through the door and when her eyes met yours, a sense of dread pierced your heart.  

Once she had everyone’s attention and caught her breath, she aimed her gaze at Tommy and said with confidence, “There was an accident on the road; our transporters were overtaken by a rival group. There was an altercation, and Bonnie-.” She glanced at your wide-eyed face before she went on. “Bonnie had his throat cut by those fuckers.”

Immediately, Arthur slammed his fist on the table and released a string of curse words. Tommy took a deep breath and looked towards you.

While your brothers reacted, all you could do was sit still in shock. You wanted her words to be false, but Polly would never make such a joke. Tommy moved closer to you as he extended his hand to cover your palm.  

At his touch, you jumped, remembering where you were. While your eyes began to water, you felt the air close in around you. You jumped to your feet, grabbed your coat and dashed out of the pub, desperate to be anywhere but there.

After aimlessly strolling through the darkened alleys of your neighbourhood, you found yourself sitting at one of the desks in your family’s betting shop. Your coat draped off the chair handle, barely swishing against the floor. You stared straight ahead but wasn’t focused on any one thing.

After a short while, your brothers entered the room. The moment they saw you, Tommy released a heavy breath. While the others remained standing, Tommy dragged a chair to sit opposite you.  

“Y/N, we need to plan for Bonnie’s funeral. Of course, he’ll have a gypsy burning but we need to gather everyone.”

Before he could continue, you felt yourself shift from sorrow to rage. Through clenched teeth, you met Tommy’s eyes and said, “He just died. Who has his body?”

Arthur jumped forward to note, “The boys are getting him now, love. They’ll keep the body in the caravan until the ceremony.”

You let out a low chuckle. “How did this even happen, Tom? Bonnie wasn’t supposed to be working tonight.”

Tommy shook his head slightly before replying, “It was just supposed to be a quick trip. He was supposed to be back already.”

At that, you lunged forward in your seat. The puddled tears in your eyes fell onto your cheeks, as your widened glare bore holes into your eldest brother. “Why do you keep using him as one of your disposable men? He’s your fucking family, Tom!”

Arthur quickened to be at your side. With a warning hand on your shoulder, he gradually pushed you back into your seat.  

That didn’t stop you from staring at Tommy. You aimed your full rage towards him and he knew it. He would fight it, but he couldn’t deny that it was inevitably his fault.

Tommy leaned forward with his elbows on his knees as he almost whispered in the darkness, “I swear to you, Y/N, we’re going to find out who did this and get revenge to the fullest extent.”

You released a dark chuckle as you responded, “That sure is the Shelby way; take risks and clean up the mess after. Do whatever you want Tom. Either way, my Bonnie’s gone and that’s what I have to live with now.” You suddenly jumped to your feet, grabbed your coat and escaped out of the door, aimlessly walking into the night.

You ended up spending the night with Bonnie’s father and their tribe. They welcomed you with opened arms, already claiming you as one of their own since the wedding ceremony. Your father-in-law and you watched the sunrise half-drunk and fully-devastated. You both knew that the burial/burning was to be done later that day, but neither of you could bring yourselves to rise from the ground.  

Nevertheless, when Arthur and John came around, you didn’t fight them as they grasped your arms and brought you to your feet. You remained silent as they carried you to the burning site and you remained grief-stricken as his father lit the caravan.  

You stayed until the last wisp of smoke dissipated into the air. Tommy stayed behind you, prepared to carry you home when you were ready.  

#Peaky Blinders #peaky blinders fanfiction #peaky blinders fic #peaky blinders request #bonnie #bonnie gold #bonnie gold x reader #sister!reader #shelby!sister #sister!shelby

[johnismyreason]

Kill them with kindness // Bonnie Gold x ShelbySister!Reader

Request from @niamhshell​: HELLO this is going to be weird I had a dream I was married to bonnie and was a shelby sister and after Bonnie's death I just went off on the shelby family and it been in my head for weeks could you possibly do a piece based around this I dont really mind how it ends if the reader forgives them or stays mad at them  I just need it out of my head. 

This is quite short but I hope you’ll still like it ! 

Warnings: fluff, a loooot of angst and sadness, mourning, mentions of death, guns, curse words. 

Feedbacks are always welcomed ! :) Also, send an ask if you want to be in the permanent Peaky Blinders list 

MASTERLIST

When I met Bonnie, he was this strange and shy kid who just wanted to box. Tommy introduced me to him at one of his training. He barely looked me in the eyes, but it intrigued me. A few days later I went back — alone this time — to the gym he was practicing at. He was alone too, hitting on a punching bag. The knocks echoed in the big empty room. Bonnie was so focused he didn’t hear me. Or at least that’s what I thought. 

“Hello Bonnie”. He turned around suddenly. “Sorry I didn’t want to scare you”

“You didn’t” he replied, catching back his breath. “I heard your high heels clicking on the floor. I knew it was you” 

“How ?” 

“I remember the sound of your walk from the other day. It’s light like a ballerina but determined like a soldier.” I didn’t expect that at all. I never thought I made such an impression on him, that he remembers the sound of my feet on the ground. While I remained speechless, he drank water and got closer to me. “Why are you here ?” 

“I- um... I wanted to see you” I admitted. He blinked and raised his eyebrows. 

“Really ?” he sighed “I thought you wouldn’t even remember my name” he chuckled. 

“Why would I not remember your name ?” 

“I didn’t think a girl like you would care enough about me to remember what’s my name”. Once again I was caught out of guard by his honesty. My heart melted in an instant. 

“Well, I do.” was all I could answer back. He laughed softly taking a step even closer, his now steady breath hitting my face. “I, uh” I cleared my throat “I was thinking that, maybe, um, you would want to go on a date... with me ?” I was so nervous. Usually, men asked me to spend some time with me. But I knew that Bonnie would never ask me. He was too shy. His eyes went wider and his cheeks rosier. He played with his hands hidden in his boxing gloves. 

“Yes, of course !” he replied half intimidated, half excited. I nodded and kissed me rapidly on his cheek.  I didn’t really see his reaction but from what I know of the rest of our story, I can clearly picture his surprised and cute face. 

We went on our date two days later. We ate, we drank, we laughed, we danced, we stared at each other eyes without saying a word. We kissed. Well, I kissed him first. As well as I took his hand first, took his clothes off first, said ‘I love you’ first. But I didn’t mind, because he asked ‘do you want to marry me ?’ first. 

There was no one in this world I loved more than Bonnie. So when he died, I died too. Bonnie used to work with his father for Tommy. When they murdered him, it was on Tommy’s fault. Him and his secrets. His plans that he’s always hiding from us. His fault. I hated him. I went away for a few days after his death, I didn’t want to here anything from Tommy or any of my brother, my family, the goddamn Peaky Blinders. No one. Then I went back. 

I drove to Tommy’s mansion and when I arrived I saw everyone’s car. Polly’s, Arthur’s, Ada’s,... everyone. I got out of the car, gun in my hand. I don’t know what I was thinking. The house was silent, they were all in the backyard. I walked slowly towards them, my heels knocking purposely a little louder than usual on the cold floor. The ballerina was gone. I could only hear my shaky breath resonating in the long corridor as I got closer to the daylight. When I arrived outside, everyone had heard me coming and was looking at me. 

Polly had already tears in her eyes but was relieved to see me. Ada stopped breathing. Arthur was holding Linda’s hand tightly. John was... gone. I’m always surprised by his absence. Finn was looking at everyone, very confused. Lizzie was smocking a cigarette and was the only looking at Tom. Tom. I didn’t realise it but tears were running down my cheeks and my whole body was boiling out of anger. 

“Y/N...” Thomas broke the heavy silence. I held my gun towards his face and everybody gasped. He didn’t move a bit. “I’m sorry”

“Bullshit” I spat. “You just a fucking liar who took everything from me”

“You still have your family” he replied

“What family ?! I only had one and it was him but you ripped him out of me !” my hand that was holding the gun was shaking and I cried some more. 

“Then why are you back, Y/N ?” he asked, voice so steady that it was disturbing. 

“I don’t know...” I realised “I fucking don’t know... Revenge ? Maybe... Or I just wanted to tell you that you’re the worst person on earth. That you deserve nothing.” He sighed and looked down. “I know you don’t sleep at night Tommy. I know it. You keep your fucking secrets in your head and you lie to us. You look at us straight in our eyes, and you lie. You deserve not sleeping and going out of your fucking mind.”

“Y/N-” Lizzie started 

“Don’t.” I pointed my gun towards her but went back to Thomas. I walked towards him and put the pistol on his head. Our faces were a few inches away, so we both look into each others eyes. That’s when I saw it. Regret. It manifested by a new shade of blue in his iris that I’ve never seen before. 

“I will never forgive you Tom. But I will learn to live with it, eventually. Will you, though ? Go to bed at night knowing you took away the love of your sister’s life and Abraham’s son. Will you ?!” I cried out, my cheeks drenched by the salty pearls. 

“No.” he whispered. “No, Y/N, I won’t.” he put his hand on yours, the one that was still holding the gun on his head. He placed his index finger on top of mine that was on the trigger. “Pull it.” he ordered. “Pull it, Y/N, and I’m gone, forever. You will never see me again and you will have your revenge. Pull it.” I couldn’t believer what he was asking. My breath was panting, shaky. “Please...” Tom begged. I was so angry at him, I could really put that bullet in his head. But instead I put my gun down. 

Leaning my lips next to his ear, I whispered “Death is a kindness, uh ? So I’ll let you live.” I turned around and walked out this hell. There was my revenge. Letting life to be his torture so he asks death to be kind to him.

tags (might be interested): @anyasthoughts​, @enjoy-the-destruction​ @cracraforfandoms​ @fandom--0verdose​ @smallheathgangsters​ @amouremes​

#Peaky Blinders #peaky blinder imagine #bonnie gold #bonnie gold x reader angst #bonnie gold x reader fluff #thomas Shelby x reader #thomas shelby x reader angst #shelby sister #thomas shelby imagine #peaky blinders request #bonnie gold imagine

[cncofantasias]

Tagged by a great writer & someone who is an awesome supporter @stellastyless

10 songs I can’t stop listening to (not in any specific order):

1) Ya Tu Sabes By CNCO

2) Que Va Ser De Mi By CNCO (I actually do like this song although the first time I heard it kind of bothered me. But I really love the way Christopher’s voice sounds)

3) Tóxica By CNCO

4) Tiburones By Ricky Martin

5) De Mí By CNCO

6) Morir Solo By Prince Royce

7) Besándote By Piso 21

9) La Mejor Versión De Mi By Natti Natasha

10) Vai Malandra Ft. Tropkillaz, Anitta, Mc Zaac, DJ Yuri Martins (This is a Brazilian funk with a little mix of English rappers but it’s a good track I like to listen to when I wanna get hyped and dance)

As you can see I mostly listen to Spanish music and I also like Brazilian funk, but when I’m in my feelings I’ll listen to English music.

Now I tag: @you-kinda-smell-like-christmas @niamhshell @little-world-big-dreams @cncogirl18 @cncogirl0507

[noeliareads]

ship ship ship

@niamhshell​ this if for you! I hope you like it!! <3 <3 <3 

Stray Kids -> I honestly think you would look incredibly cute with I.N I don’t know how old you are but I can just imagine ya’ll together and yes!

BTS -> ufff ok hard one... You look like such a fun person so I would say mr. chicken noodle soup himself! 

Now... NCT damn... ok so if we’re going with AAAAAAAAALL of ‘em.... Jaemin for sure! His ‘ice-cream’ in Boom is just... wow and omg omg omg imagining you two together? CUUUTE! 

#selca #Selca ship #jaemin #nct #nct dream #jhope #bts #I.N #stray kids #ship #I accept requests

[fictitiouswhore]

HI

Came across your page ages ago and only just realized that I wasn't following you so im sorry for that.

I was wonder if I could have and idol life. I'm studying animal care, I'm more into rap than singing and I'm really shy I have found that stray kids are helping me a lot tho.

Hope you have a great day bye

Sorry this took so long hope you like it💛💛

Boyfriend: Minho

How you met: his cat got sick and you are known in jyp to be good with pets so they go to you instead of the vet.

Company: JYP. A group with 10 members with you being lead rapper.

Position: lead rapper. Visual

Friends: youngk and Kim saeron (actress)

Crushing on you: Jaehyun (NCT)

Overall: The group is successful in Korea but you all do a lot of solo activities. You and 3 other girls get put into a sub-unit about 3 years in and it’s popular overseas.

@niamhshell

#idol life ship #selca ship #kpop #ship #submission

[moral-turpitudes]

Tag List:

Wasn’t sure how to make one of these but here it is lol. I’ve included a link to the masterlist to find all the things I’ve written. For the new writings I post I’ll be adding a taglist on them as well bc this is just a cumulative list. And so for this, I have included some blogs I thought might like to be tagged. :)

**If you want to be added to any of these below, shoot me an ask or message. The same goes for if you’d like to be removed.**

Masterlist

Thomas Shelby:

@msbzowy, @nofckingfighting, @aranoburns, @sighonahurricane, @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes, @gaytommyshelby, @wowjeena, @fifty-shadesof-tommyshelby, @inglourious-imagines, @thebloodyshelbys, @tsolomons, @blinder-secrets, @reveparade, @shelby-fanatic, @ta-ka-shi-ma, @psychkunox, @peakyxtommy, @captivatedbycillianmurphy, @dreamwastakenx, @lovemissyhoneybee

Arthur Shelby:

@flysafepapi, @inglourious-imagines, @peakysabrina, @blinder-secrets, @ta-ka-shi-ma

John Shelby: 

@peakyrogers, @murswrites, @caelys, @theshelbyclan, @ta-ka-shi-ma

Ada Thorne/Shelby:

@imaginesbymk, @ta-ka-shi-ma

Finn Shelby:

@daleanjustwantstohavefun, @inglourious-imagines, @reveparade, @ta-ka-shi-ma

Isiah Jesus:

@niamhshell, @ta-ka-shi-ma

Michael Gray:

@inglourious-imagines, @caelys, @smallheathgangsters, @ta-ka-shi-ma

Polly Gray:

@ta-ka-shi-ma

Johnny Dogs:

@flysafepapi, @gaytommyshelby, @ta-ka-shi-ma

Aberama Gold:

@bonniesgoldengirl, @ta-ka-shi-ma

Bonnie Gold:

@bonniesgoldengirl, @peakyrogers, @ta-ka-shi-ma

Alfie Solomons:

@inglourious-imagines, @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes, @wowjeena, @tsolomons, @ta-ka-shi-ma

Esme (Lee) Shelby:

@ta-ka-shi-ma

Grace (Burgess) Shelby:

@ta-ka-shi-ma

Linda Shelby:

@ta-ka-shi-ma

Lizzie (Starke) Shelby:

@ta-ka-shi-ma

Gina Gray:

@ta-ka-shi-ma

May Carleton:

@ta-ka-shi-ma

Jessie Eden:

@ta-ka-shi-ma

Tatiana Petrovna:

@ta-ka-shi-ma

#katiestaglist #peaky blinders #peaky blinders taglist