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plusultraetc · 24 days

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fiiiiiic reeeeecs? 👻

Thank you for being so sweet & patient with this, HERE ARE SOME!!! (also I know this is a long post but I didn't want to put any of them under a keep reading😭):

Nine Lives by machiroads | You may have been wondering if I was going to start by recommending Nine Lives again and yes I'm going to recommend Nine Lives again, who do you think I am. This fic was my Book Of The Year 2023. I'm also going to recommend its Shinsou-centric spinoff, Naruhata Noir, bc I love Shinsou and NN is so fun despite the literal actual cannibalism (mind the tags, but I didn't find anything in this fic overly graphic!)

Actually, I am going to blanket recommend everything by machiroads, you literally can't go wrong. Special shoutout to 1966 Ford Nutstang GT350 Shelby for Present Mic's quarter-life crisis and Aizawa at his Most Gremlin Ever, I love this fic sm.

let's make some noise (time goes fast when you're having fun) by carolinaa | The first time I read this fic, I actually scrolled right back up to the top and read it again. It's so good. I don't even know where to start. First of all, my favorite Hizashi POV I have literally ever read. The way the author handled everything from his hearing loss to the inherent horror of trying to navigate your 20s. How much he and Aizawa love each other. So much about this fic feels so whole? in a way? I don't know? 1000/10, no notes.

Cry Me A River is another favorite by carolinaa. I literally am wrapping this fic around my shoulders like a weighted blanket.

Passaggio by kashinoha | If you would Like To Cry, this fic is a very recent read for me. Another really good Present Mic POV, but also I curled up into a weepy little ball on the ground upon reading it. I just want the boys to take care of themselves for once is that too much to ask.

nothing as undoing by HalloweenClown | 'Fics that land somewhere between soft and stabbing me in the heart,' which is where a lot of Aizawa & Eri fics land for me. This fic does such an excellent job of capturing the very early stages of building trust™ between them.

acid reflux by lcthe | Vigilante Midoriya AU with a twist(?) The vibes are surreal, the vibes are I'm confused, the vibes are I'm having a great time, and the writing is excellent. It's incomplete and being revised, but I read up to Chapter 3 fairly recently and the erasermic in that chapter,, so painful but so good. Fair warning, this one does get a little dark!

the river walked me home by Thealmostrhetoricalquestion | Writing this post actually reminded me that I want to reread this one. It was the first Todoroki-centric fic I ever read in this fandom (something like a year ago? or close to it?) and I can vividly remember shedding tears over Animal Crossing. I have never played Animal Crossing.

My Brother, My Brother, and Me and Breaking the Ice by seventh_time_lucky | SPEAKING of fics I want to reread, we are going back to 'Liza's pre-ao3 era' (as in, the fics are on ao3, but I was not) These two follow Natsuo as he tries to get to know Shouto after growing up as virtual strangers. There are sentences in the first fic that genuinely haunt me, and the entire coffee conversation (motif?) in the second fic is just. So good? I'm so glad I was able to find them again.

komorebi by Calamitatum | If you're interested in a waaay canon divergent fic, this one reads like a gut punch (in a good way!!) komorebi is one of those fics that I started reading thinking 'oh, that's an interesting premise' and then ended up thinking 'oh god wait what oh no.' I don't want to spoil anything but it definitely went in a direction I wasn't expecting, and honestly it feels like a masterclass in building tension, tackling multiple POVs, and callbacks, my beloved. This author is soo good at unpacking exposition, backstory, and motivation through conversations as well, which I appreciate greatly bc I struggle so hard with that in my own writing. The fic is incomplete with one chapter remaining, so I'm currently rereading it while waiting for the final update!

#i know for a fact i am missing some really good ones which is really frustrating #so i may come back to add to this later #but these were some of the first to come to mind!!#fic rec #ask #anon

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runnning-outof-time · 2 years

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Roadside Daisies | Tommy Shelby x Reader

Request: no - part of @deans-ch-ch-cherrypie ‘s summer challenge

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x reader

Summary: Flowers play a big part in Tommy and (Y/N)’s relationship.

Warnings: none...just some good ol’ family fluff

Word Count: 1000

A/N: this challenge was so fun to participate in. My prompt was ‘wildflowers’ and I’m pretty pleased with how it turned out. Enjoy! :)

I’D LOVE TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! - YOUR COMMENTS & REBLOGS HELP ME WRITE!

Let me know if you’d like to be tagged in stories similar to this one!

The evening was winding down, but the couple sitting in the car was still buzzing. Tommy tried to keep his eyes on the road instead of (Y/N), but it was a challenge. He was still in awe of the fact that he’d actually got her to agree to a date with him.

“This is such a beautiful road. I’m glad you decided to take the long way home,” (Y/N) said, a smile on her face as she watched the rolling fields pass by.

“I knew you’d enjoy it,” Tommy answered before he decided to pull the car over and park.

“Tommy, what’re you...” (Y/N) wasn’t able to finish her sentence because Tommy had gotten out of the car and walked over to the opposite roadside. He was gone for a few moments before he came back to the car with something in his hands. “What’s this?” (Y/N) questioned as he held it out to her.

“Daisies...to remember the long way home,” he smiled at her, moving the handful of delicate wildflowers he’d picked in her direction.

“They’re lovely, Tommy, thank you,” (Y/N) swooned at the sweet gesture, happily accepting the flowers from him and holding them close to her chest. Tommy grinned, accepting the kiss to the cheek that she happily gave him before he continued on the drive to her home.

That night, (Y/N) made sure to tuck the handful of daisies between the pages of a book so that they’d be able to dry and be kept for years to come. She wanted to have something that would let her remember the night she knew she’d found the man to spend the rest of her life with.

-Seven Years Later-

The entire Shelby clan had finally had a day where they were all together and had nothing to do. There were no dance recitals, no football practices, and no business meetings. So (Y/N) suggested that they all go out and spend the day amongst the fields of wildflowers that had just bloomed.

Of course, getting the entire family out of the house was a feat in its own. The twins just had to be fighting about something, the toddler refused to go without making sure the entire toy chest was coming along, and, amidst the chaos, Tommy had slipped off to his office.

But soon enough, everyone was loaded into the car and they were off. After a few minutes of driving, they had pulled over on the roadside and walked in a bit to get to a clearing underneath a tree.

The two oldest kids immediately took off to run around the fields of colorful flowers, and the toddler — Oliver, although he tried to run with his older siblings, ultimately gave up and sat off with his toys just beyond the blanket that (Y/N) and Tommy were relaxing on.

“Isn’t this nice, Tommy?” (Y/N) questioned, a smile on her face as she rested her head against her husband’s shoulder.

“It is,” Tommy hummed in agreement, “let’s hope some time away from the office does me good.”

“It’ll always do you good,” (Y/N) assured him, lifting her head to smile at him. He couldn’t help but lean in and press a soft kiss to her lips that was broken up pretty quickly by the sounds of their children approaching them.

“Mumma! Mumma! Look what I’ve picked you!” their boy announced as he came to a screeching halt, his twin sister right on his heels.

“What have you got?” (Y/N) asked with sheer excitement in her eyes. She always got like this when they’d come to her with something. Receiving little presents from her children always brought her joy.

“Flowers!” the five year old exclaimed, the widest smile on his face as he pulled his hand from behind his back to show her the small bouquet of wildflowers that were now drooping slightly from being roughed about.

“Oh wow, Max. That was very thoughtful of you to pick them for me,” (Y/N) smiled as she accepted them from the boy, holding them safe against her chest.

“I picked some for you, dad!” his sister then chimed in as she presented Tommy with a similar bouquet.

“Thank you, my love,” Tommy sent her a smile as he accepted them from her. (Y/N) felt tears forming in her eyes as she looked over to her husband. This was just too sweet. “Your mum loves flowers,” Tommy told his kids.

“Is that why I’m called Daisy?” their daughter asked, her ears perking up slightly.

(Y/N) couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction. “You’re called Daisy because your dad pulled his car over to pick me some on our very first date,” she told the little girl, her smile growing wider at the thought of the fond memory.

Daisy smiled widely at the new information before she and Max took off running again, this time allowing Oliver to join in with them. (Y/N) couldn’t help but glance over at Tommy once they were alone again. She smiled as she leaned in closer to him.

“I love you,” he breathed against her lips before closing the gap to kiss her.

“I love you, too,” (Y/N) responded once they pulled away to sit closer to each other than before. Silence fell over them as they watched their children run about in the fields.

“How ‘bout we name this next one Poppy?” Tommy questioned then, his hand moving to rest against the swell of her stomach; she was five months pregnant with their fourth child.

(Y/N) sent him a straight-faced expression. “No,” she flat out said.

“Petunia?” he tried another name, a grin present on his face now.

As much as she tried, (Y/N) was unable to keep the smile from her face. “Tommy, stop,” she scolded him playfully before leaning in to kiss him again.

What a beautiful life...all created by some roadside daisies.

Tagged: @alreadybroken-ts @magicalxdaydream @the-anxious-youth @cloudofdisney @look-at-the-soul @golden-hoax @elenavampire21 @peaky-cillian @mrsalwayswrite @julkaamazing @evita-shelby @lilyrachelcassidy @notyour-valentine @easilyobessedbutflighty @shelbydelrey @december16-1991 @onlydeadcells @peakyswritings @just-a-blackhole

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tomhardyspinkyfinger · 2 years

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New Employment

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A/N: Request for @saberdeity ! I hope you enjoy! I really like this one :)

Request: hey just wanted to say i adore your writing! could i possibly request an alfie sollomans fic where one of his workers says something crude about the reader but she handles herself and alfie can’t resist letting people who’s his? thank you sm!!

Warnings: Smut, language, violence

Being Alfie's wife didn't really come with any perks. We had both decided as a couple it was safer for me if no one knew we were married. Our cover story if anyone happened to ask was that I was Alfie's maid. He reaped the consequences for building up that idea, of course.

I helped Alfie almost every night with bakery work. I organized the ledger, went over his accounts, and read through business offers. I enjoyed the work, it was really the highlight of my day. The house was easy to clean, Cyril easy to care for, the food easy to cook. I was losing my mind cooped up in the house with simple tasks. Alfie and I were yet to fall pregnant so there were no children to attend to. I spent the majority of my days reading or trying to bake something new.

Thus the argument with Alfie began.

He came home after a long day of work and sat at the dinner table where the food was warm and ready the same way it was every other night. I placed a quick peck to Alfie's lips and sat across from him as we began eating.

"How was work my love?" I questioned, pushing my pot roast around the plate anxious for the conversation approaching.

"Fuckin' terrible. 'Ad to start a partnership with that Tommy Shelby. We 'ave a load of blokes comin' in tomorrow to staff the bakery." He explained, scoffing down his food.

"Well, maybe the partnership with Shelby isn't awful, the bakery needs more men." I shrugged. Alfie grunted. I swallowed my spit and cleared my throat before speaking.

"Alf? Can I come in to the bakery and begin working?" I held my breath as he clanked his fork on the plate and looked up at me with his brows furrowed.

"Have you gone mad?" He questioned. I sighed.

"Alfie, I'm losing my mind cooped up in this house, I need to work." I complained.

"Take Cyril to the park, go to the temple and spend time with those women." Alfie tried to suggest. I scoffed.

"I take Cyril to the park everyday and the last time I went to the women's group at temple three different women tried to set me up with their sons, is that what you want?" Alfie grunted again.

"Well find something do to 'ere, you're not going to the fuckin' bakery." He spoke plainly. I stood from the table and left the dining room, going upstairs to stay in the guest bedroom. I locked the door and went to sleep with rage fueling my body.

The next morning I listened from the guest room as Alfie quietly left for work. I got ready and waited a few hours before beginning my vengeful stroll to the bakery.

I walked in and greeted Ollie, one of the only people who knew of our marriage. His eyes widened and I smirked. I'm definitely not supposed to be here. I entered Alfie's office to find it empty. I grab the ledger and a pen and head towards the bakery floor where I hear the voice of Tommy Shelby.

"We're finding lodgings for you, but for now you'll sleep here, in the bakery. Don't touch any of the bread, it will most likely explode." He spoke as I entered, drawing the attention of all the men in the room. I didn't even glance at my husband as I strolled to an empty seat at the front, sitting down and opening the ledger. Tommy glanced at me before continuing.

"Any questions?" A man raised his hand and Tommy nodded to him.

"I don't see any bread here, and is the bird there for us to have some fun with after a hard days work?" He questioned with a smirk. The rest of the men laughed besides Tommy and Alfie. Before Alfie could approach the man I snapped the ledger shut and stood, approaching the man.

"Put your right foot forward." I instructed with my arms crossed. He glanced down at my breasts before shooting a look towards Alfie.

"Don't look at him, do as your told." I instructed again. He hesitantly placed his right foot forward. Once he was in position I slammed my fist into his face, effectively dropping him to the ground.

"I have had quite enough of men speaking to me however they please. Quite enough!" I shouted at the room full of quiet men. I kneeled down and grabbed the face of the man I hit, blood smearing on my fingers.

"There are fucking rules to be obeyed here, the distinction between bread and rum is never. Fucking. Discussed!" I shouted, slamming the mans head back into the ground, emitting a groan from him. I stood and faced the men.

"Is that fucking clear?" I questioned, straightening out my dress and smoothing my hair over. The room erupted into a chorus of agreements and I nodded, exiting the room and going to Alfie's office. He entered shortly after, nostrils flaring. He grabbed me by my neck and pushed me into the wall. I smirked.

"Hello my dear husband." I spoke, looking into his rage filled eyes. Instead of responding, he slammed his lips into mine. I reciprocated immediately, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. He removed his hand from my neck and lifted me with ease, carrying me over to his desk. He placed me on the papers without breaking the kiss and began moving his hands up my dress to my bare thighs. I glanced to the side and saw the windows of the office I broke the kiss.

"Alf, the windows." I spoke breathlessly. He halted his movements and walked up to the windows and instead of shutting the blinds, he pushed open two of them before returning. He picked me up again and flipped me over, my stomach against the desk and my feet on the ground.

"I'm going to fuck you, right, an' if someone hears or see then they fuckin' hear an' see." Alfie explained, lifting the back of my dress and smacking my ass. I gasped and moaned. He yanked my panties down around my ankles and put two fingers inside my opening. I moaned out and rocked my hips back against his hand that he kept still. I continued to fuck myself on his hand until I felt myself getting close. It was then that Alfie pulled his fingers away.

I groaned into the back of my hand to muffle my sounds as Alfie wiped my juices off on my ass. Before I could turn around and complain Alfie pulled himself from his trousers and entered me quickly, filling me to the hilt. We both moaned out and Alfie began pounding me, attempting to draw loud moans from me.

I placed both hands over my mouth to contain my pleasurable screams. Alfie reached forward, grabbing my wrists and pulling my arms behind my back. He lifted my torso up from the desk and began pounding harder, this angle hitting me even deeper. My moans couldn't be contained any longer, I was mewling, yelling, gasping, you name it.

I clenched my eyes shut, hoping no one could hear or see us but the idea of being watched was making me clench around Alfie. He groaned out and began to get sloppy. I continued to clench around him as we both groaned. Alfie groaned out as he came, filling me up. I followed soon after, moaning out my release. We both stilled for a moment, breathing heavily. Alfie pulled out of me and bent down, pulling my panties back up securely.

"Keep my seed inside of you, that'll be sure to give us a babe, I've never released that much in my life. When you hit that disrespectful bloke I could feel it buildin'." Alfie spoke. I let out a breathy laugh, straightening up and adjusting my clothes and hair. He turned me around and planted a kiss on my lips.

"M'sorry I doubted you, you can work 'ere if that's what you wish." Alfie spoke. I stroked his face gently and smiled.

"Thank you Alf, I love you." I spoke. He grunted and kissed me again, his way of telling me he loves me as well. A knock sounded and I looked around Alfie's shoulder to see Tommy Shelby standing on the other side through the glass, with a cigarette hanging from his mouth.

"Are you done fucking? We have a meeting to return to." He spoke after entering the room. I stepped around Alfie and presented my hand to shake.

"It's nice to finally meet you Mr. Shelby, I am Mrs. Solomons." I said, shaking his hand firmly.

"Now, lets go over this shitty contract you had drawn up." I followed up with, going to sit behind Alfie's desk and pull up the file.

Alfie stood and watched his wife navigate his business like the pro she was. He was disappointed in himself for doubting her ability to carry herself, but he knew sooner or later she would get sick and tired of hiding their marriage. She proved to him she can care for herself and then some.

He knew he married the perfect woman.

#peaky blinders alfie #alfie solomons x reader #alfie x reader #reader insert #tom hardy x reader #tom hardy #fluff #request #peaky blinders #smut

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vostokovasmelina · 4 years

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arthur shelby does have a soft side.

for anonymous.

pairing: arthur shelby x fem!reader

request: please we need more appreciation for arthur, my baby deserves sm better!! bless us with arthur having all that big, bad and scary energy, but being totally whipped by his badass smol wife - and everyone finding it funny and adorable how they interact. i love your writing!! 🥺💌

a/n: yes, thank you, this is the sweetest, i hope i handled it well; now let me just cry in the corner about how much i love this dude and how disrespectful y’all are towards him

okay, so we all know arthur shelby is proper intimidating, right?

i mean, i seriously wouldn’t want to make this dude mad unless i was proper suicidal

so for the shelbys to see arthur being soft on main whenever you’re around, would be quite comic

quite literally, this man could be fuming but you’d only need to offer him a loving glance and he’d be so calm buddha would be jealous

it would be the biggest mystery for the family to find out what it is about you that makes arthur act so strange (john’s words, not mine)

but they’d love it nonetheless and would always call you if arthur was in distress

and they’d love the playful banter you’d seem to have constantly going on

“where are you boys going?”

“we gotta deal with someone, darling, i’ll be back soon, i promise”

“no, arthur shelby”

“definitely not in that shirt, i just bought it for you like two days ago, for fuck’s sake-”

and

“i’ll kick anyone’s ass for you, just say the name, love”

“or you could just cook dinner for once”

“tell me you’re picking up painting as a hobby and it’s not blood on your shirt-

“you know what, i don’t even want to know but good luck getting it out”

arthur would still like to appear as tough whenever you’re around, though- he would always want to make sure you feel protected by him

he would even look the dude selling you eggs at the market up and down suspiciously, making sure he doesn’t even dare to smile at you the wrong way- or at all

you’d probably just roll your eyes and lead your husband away, perfectly used to his behaviour

also

arthur would go proper domestic for you

he’d love spending time tidying the house, so it would look nice when you got home

and just imagine him getting a call while cooking

“tommy, if i burn my wife’s dinner because of you, i’ll strangle you in your sleep in your pretty little mansion”

and of course his brothers would tease him for it

but they’d see how good you actually are for arthur, and they’d completely accept you as a member of the shelby clan

arthur would still have his demons and some days would be harder than others

but you’d be there for him all along

you would never want to change him or mold him into something he could never be but you’d always make sure he wouldn’t lose his head and hurt himself in the process

and sooner or later, arthur would actually learn to be much calmer and not just with you around

but yeah, he’d still definitely headbutt anyone who dares to lay a finger on you

#anonymous #peaky blinders #peaky blinders x reader #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders headcanon #arthur shelby #arthur shelby x reader #arthur shelby imagine #arthur shelby headcanon #tommy shelby #ada shelby #polly gray #john shelby #michael gray #isaiah jesus #finn shelby

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sleepypeaky · 4 years

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part 1/2

part 2

Michael gray x fem reader

request: Henloo i'm feeling very sad these days because my parents are always fighting:( could you please write an imagine where the reader has a crush on michael and he already kinda noticed it, but one day she just runs(because she is tired of all of that stuff w parents) away but no one can find her so the shelby bros and him go and try to find her, then michael comforts her♡♡

Warnings: parent fighting, swearing, smoking (idk why i did it but it is what it is)

a/n: im sorry you’re parents are fighting :( mine hate each other sm that theyre never in the same room but i feel your pain. anY way i hope you like this and it makes you feel a lil better . also im making this a 2 parter. so stay tuned!

also lmaoO did i project in this one jkdshgsdkjhg

You sat on the roof and smoked your cigarette.

You let out a shaky breath. The screams continued downstairs and carried out through your open window.

It shouldnt bother you anymore. You should be more than used to it. But each yell cut into you.

You took a long drag and chucked the end over the rooftop. You turned and closed your window slightly, then went to the edge of the roof and climbed down the barren trellis.

Not knowing where to go, you allowed yourself to be drawn to the place where people who didnt know where to go went: the garrison.

Besides the harsh stench of drunk men, you liked the garrison. Many of your friends frequented the place, and you were tied in with the blinders. Also, michael was normally there, which was no bad thing.

You and Michael had an undefined relationship–which is to say, you talked in passing, and you were slightly madly in love with him.

So it helped your shaky nerves when you entered the dark bar to see Michael and Isiah chatting in a booth. Isiah, actually a good friend of yours, gestured for you to sit with them.

“Oi (y/n), what’re you doing out this late? Shouldnt you be studying?”

You shook your head,

“nah, my parents are at it again, i couldnt focus.”

Both boys nodded understandingly.

“Anywayyy,” You changed the subject “I hear life is pretty interesting with you guys, a lot of....action.” Obviously you were implying the rumors of raids and other nefarious doings of the blinders.

Michael chuckled, “Yep, you could say that.”

The night went on, and with more drinks your inhibitions lessened and you felt much freer. Isiah pulled you both up to the dance floor and easily found himself a dancing partner. Sly bastard, you thought. He obviously knew about your crush on michael, and took oh so much pleasure in tormenting you.

You brushed this off and suppressed your glee as you turned to michael for a dance.

Michael, on the other hand, was more nervous about dancing with you than anything else. He was a horrid dancer, and he didnt want to utterly embarrass himself in front of you.

But it was more casual than he thought, merely a swaying and occasional swish of movement.

You both refrained from talking, there seemed to be no real need.

After a long while, you both stood outside the doors of the pub. Isiah had exited with you, but obviously had found an ‘enticing offer’ which he didnt intend to refuse. So you and Michael stood in the slight chill alone.

“Would you like me to walk you home?” Michael said, adding on quickly, “uh –Its just that there are all sorts about at night. Definitely safer if i do.”

You smiled and nodded in thanks, although you both knew you could more than handle it yourself.

He took out a small silver case from his coat pocket and offered you a cigarette, you thanked him and accepted.

“I only smoke because it eases my nerves, you know.” You said quietly as you walked.

“Me too.” Michael grunted. “Also everyone around me constantly does it so i didnt know what else to do.” He added with a slight humor.

You chuckled.

As you approached your house, you listened. It was quiet, they had probably exhausted themselves. You took this as an ok to let michael walk you right to the step.

“Thank you for walking me back.” You said.

“No problem.” He smiled. Before leaving he added,

“Tomorrow me, bonnie, isiah and his girl, are going fishing if you want to join us.”

You grinned. “I’d love to.”

The next day was more fun than you possibly had ever had. You laughed heartily every time isiah failed to catch a fish, and how bonnie was desperately trying to pretend he wasn’t scared of the writhing animals. And Isiah’s girlfriend was as always a very pleasant person to spend time with. Michael was just the cherry on top; and a jolly good fisherman at that. You were out into the dusk before you made your way home.

But.

Even before you reached the steps you could hear the din of their voices, and the grin from your face faded. And they only became louder when you opened the front door.

You walked the hallway into the kitchen where they were.

“(y/n)!” Came your mother’s voice instantaneously after you entered the room. “Where have you been!?”

Your father growled back at your mom, “Oh dont start..”

And just like that they were fighting again. The shrill level of their voices rang in your ears, building and building until...

“YOU KNOW WHAT!? Fuck this.” You yelled.

You dashed back to the staris and into your room and threw your favorite belongings into a barely used case. You grabbed the jar of coins in you closet and smashed it on the floor, picking through the shards to collect your life savings. Savings that were once meant for college.

You shoved your arms through a heavy down coat and climbed out the window for the last time.

It was pitch dark when you arrived at the door. So dark that even the streetlights barely cut the black, thick air.

You hesitated, then lifted your fist to the painted wood.

After a minute or two, the door opened.

“I’m sorry,” You said. “I didnt know where else to go.”

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#michael gray #michael gray imagine #michael gray x reader #peaky blinders x reader #Peaky Blinders #peaky blinders imagine #fem reader #michael gray x fem reader #no idea where this is going

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cottonwren · 5 years

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Man I really feel like a woman | A.S.

hi there! whenever you’re able to could you write an ada shelby x fem!reader where they’re hiding their relationship so whenever they want to go out in public reader just dresses like a man but one day ada’s brothers interrogate the reader in her guy clothes and she’s just like ‘look im a lady we’re lesbians pls don’t kill me’ cause no one writes for ada and i looooove her sm!!! thank u so so much <3 (Taken from the original ask on @multi-fandom-fictions /they allowed me to use it/)

“And there comes my handsome love” Ada grinned, walking towards you in the dark street. She wrapped her arms around you, gentle not to squeeze your binding and kissing you softly, a hand going to your jaw.

You kissed her back, holding her waist. There were very little things better than kissing Ada, and the things that were better also involved Ada, and sometimes involved your shitty single bed. Upgrading your living status was a priority as soon as you could move away from your family, and the hope was that you and Ada would buy a little place together. God, how you longed for domestic life.

“Come on, let’s go before my brothers see us.” Ada grinned, looking at you in the eyes and then dragging you down the steps by the canalside to go to your usual haunt, the little tunnel passage. “You know, you make a very attractive man.” She told you with a giggle, pulling you into the little nook.

“And you, as always, look like the most gorgeous girl that I’ve ever even been able to imagine.” You sat down on the little brick ledge, wrapping an arm around her waist as she sat sideways across your lap “You’re my favourite girl, you know. Do anything for you… anything” You told her gently, kissing her cheek. It was true - you really would, and you were very well aware that plenty of other men would too. Good men. Who could give her everything, things that you couldn’t, like marriage and children.

“And you, underneath all that bandaging and cap, look like the hottest woman in the world. Over that bandaging and cap, you manage to look like the hottest bloke in the world. Witchcraft, I reckon” Ada hummed, resting her head on your shoulder and watching the canal. “Halloween costume sorted then”

“Ada, love, it’s January” You laughed, gently holding a forearm over her thighs to help her balance on your lap “But thank you, I’ll come as a witch if you want”

“Mhm. You’d look good in a pointy hat.” Ada smiled, then cursed under her breath as she heard hollering voices and her name called out amongst the ruckus. “Fucking family - can they not let me have a relationship in private? I’ll see you soon, yeah?” She sighed, standing up and giving you a parting kiss before walking off.

You laughed as you heard her hollering back, aggressive in tone and fiery to touch. She was the most dangerous girl in Birmingham - the most dangerous anything in Birmingham, actually. Arthur was second to her - Ada Shelby was unexplainable, angered at the smallest of things, and unexpectedly powerful fighter. That, and the fact that she cut her nails jagged when she was about to go into a fight - ever since the accident that happened in the school bathrooms, Ada remembered to cut them normally when they went on dates.

Walking out of the other side of the canal, you smiled to yourself and then a fist collided with the side of your head. Before you could react, or even feel the pain, everything went black.

Light filled your vision as you woke up, identifying that you were in one of the industrial warehouses that filled Small Heath. Taking a deep breath, you let out a yelp - your binding had been on too long, and it was beginning to hurt. The pain from the binding almost masked the pounding of your head. Trying to get up, you moved your arms to find that you were indeed tied to a chair.

Who would do this to you?

Well, for one, the pastor, probably. You refused to apologise for telling the children that being gay was alright and that no-one should touch them like the pastor very obviously was. More obviously, though, the Shelbies. No way had they seen her and Ada, though - oh god, was Ada alright? Fuck. You had to get out.

You moved your hands slightly, rubbing the rope against the wooden chair, trying to use friction to your advantage. Quickening your pace, you looked for exits. Which there were absolutely none of. Scaling the corrugated steel was not an option, otherwise the windows would be an idea. Fuck.

“I wouldn’t think about escaping if I were you” Came a voice that you recognised as Tommy Shelby’s - third most dangerous man in Birmingham. He walked towards you, glaring at you with an intensity that you had only seen in similarly blue eyes.

“Well, if I knew why I was here that might help” You groaned, then cursed under your breath. When they kicked you out of sunday school for being too lippy, you reckoned it wouldnt be an issue anywhere else. You were wrong.

“My sister, Ada. What makes you think you have any fucking right to touch a Shelby? She is a child, no fucking man should be going anywhere near her. Especially not you” Tommy told you, taking his hat off and walking closer.

“I’m not a man. Is Ada alright?” You informed him, desperate for an answer to your question “Kill me for all I care, but I will not have Ada suffer for something I did”

“Is Ada alright? Is Ada fucking alright?” Tommy repeated, getting even angrier, “What the fuck do you mean you’re not a bloke”

“I mean, I’m a woman, who has bound her chest daily and now has her ribs sticking in awful places because the bloody bandages have been on for god knows how long just for the chance to be with your sister in public. Because I love her.” You told him, pretty much putting his razor on your neck yourself at this point. “And if that somehow makes me a threat to Ada, then you should probably shoot me.”

“What’s your name, then, if you’re a woman”

“Y/N. Now, I don’t know how many male Y/N’s you’ve met, but you can probably tell from the fact that if you bothered to take my hat off, that I am discernibly female” You told him “Is Ada okay?”

“Ada’s… Ada’s going to fucking kill me is how she is” Tommy groaned, pressing his hands against the wall “Fucking hell. Stay there, fucking hell”

It only takes a few seconds for screaming to fill the hall, an older woman’s voice was loudest, and then there was angry screaming that you could recognise within seconds. Ada came through the doorway and barrelled towards her brother, stopping in front of him, slapping him and then letting her eyes drift to you. The side of your face was black and blue, and your breath was laboured from the binding.

“Oh, fucking hell” Ada gasped. She ran towards you, dropping to her knees to untie your legs, fingers fast and fumbly, angry at the situation. Once your legs were free she untied your hands and helped you stand. She wrapped her arms around you, kissing you passionately. You kissed back, but struggled to breathe after a while.

Ada noticed and glared at Tommy, then back at you, reaching up your untucked shirt to rip the tape off of the binding bandages - she had done it many times, but this was the fastest she had ever done it. Breath returned to your lungs as she unwrapped your chest underneath the shirt. There was no time for words, she was too busy being caring and full of rage.

“Ada” Polly tried, not sure of what to make of the picture of you two.

“I’m busy” Ada announced before lifting you into her arms and walking towards the exit. She then turned to her only two authority figures and glared with the force of a thousand suns. “If you don’t like it, don’t fucking come home. I’m going to look after Y/N, because you” Ada huffed at Tommy “Have managed to give her a black eye and fuck up her ribs at the same time.”

#Ada Shelby #Ada Thorne #ada thorne imagine #ada shelby imagine #Peaky Blinders #peaky blinder #peaky blinder headcanon #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders oneshot #old writing

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win-cr-die · 5 years

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My url? *eyezoom emoji*

My Opinion on;

Character in general: even though they have canonically made her mad queen, i still stan daennerys !! i hated how they wrote her in the last episode but i’m slowly getting to the point now where i’m like ... well she did tell them she was gonna take whats hers with fire and blood. and i feel like my empathy for the ppl of kings landing is disappearing bc lets just picture them when ned was beheaded. they’re horrible so. good on daenerys for finally getting the revenge that she very obviously needed, i just hope they do give her some sort of humanity in the last few episodes because i love her SO MUCH AND. that’s not how the story should have gone at all ... daenerys deserved so much better !! How they play them: lmao call me extra but supercalifragilisticexpialidocious-ly. wow way to make myself sound like a disney nerd but tbh ?? there is not just one small way i could describe the way you write daenerys. whatever i read of yours literally inspires me when it comes to me writing daenerys, because there is something you embody so beautifully about her grace and just personality that i adore endlessly. you give her a voice that she deserves and i think you do that almost effortlessly. i truly am envious.The Mun: shellbean.

Do I:

RP with them: i doooooooooo and i am loving it !! shelby, i know i owe u a reply but. fjdkls;skjgh it will come as soon as i’m done with uni and start working on my 30+ draftsWant to RP with them: YES. there is this amazing store in the uk called lush and they sell bath products and the entire shop smells like unicorns ass but the second u walk in they are like HEY HI HOW ARE YOU CAN I HELP YOU TODAY and i truly feel like shelby is like a lush worker bc she guided me when i first got into this community and. i am still thanking her to this day fhkdjks lmao what a weird anology !! for real though if u ever come to the uk

What is my;

Overall Opinion: shelby i love u sm and literally all i can say is tHANK U. REMEMBER. WE STAN THE GIRL BAND OF DANY, MARG AND MISSANDEI. i can’t wait to reply to that btw hfdjksl thank u for going easy on my gal and they r going to be power bffs i promise

#reignfyre #[[ muns opinions ]].

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pretty-cool-reads · 5 years

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Got some Fic ideas Ladies and Gents!

I’ve had some of these ideas for a while, but I’ve kept putting them off because I was really self-conscious of my writing/didn’t think people would be interested/etc.

But I have decided that I’m going to write them, other people’s opinions be damned, because it'll be fun and make me happy.

That said, I want to know which fics you are most interested in seeing so I can focus my energies on those first!

Thorin x Hobbit!Reader - will basically be a continuation of Bilbo, Interrupted, Reader is a friend of Bilbo’s who comes along on the journey as a healer. Thorin gives her tons of shit, she takes none of it. Literally everyone else loves her, and she is Classy™

Bucky Barnes x Reader - Reader is very soft uwu, small, shy, can do no wrong but in a constant state of embarrassment anyway, Bucky doesn’t feel good enough, cute angst

Castiel x Winchester!Reader - Reader is the youngest sister, definitely The Smart One™, constantly exasperated with the choices her brothers and their angel make, hates John, just trying desperately to hold the family together

Logan/Wolverine x Mutant!Reader - Logan is very old and very tired and Reader is probably the only person in the world who is older and more tired and understands

Vision x Reader - Reader grew up with Steve and certain events lead to her also waking up 70 years in the future. As a scientist, she is immediately fascinated with Vision and is one of the first people to treat him like a person. He is an awkward friend with an awkward crush and I love him.

Alfie Solomons x Reader - The Shelbys send Reader to work with Alfie as insurance as well as to keep an eye on him. He intrigues her because he puts on such a scary act when he secretly cares so much. She intrigues him because no one has ever met him and still wanted to be kind.

All of these will be multi-chapter and follow the movies/shows pretty closely. I’ll take some liberties for the sake of getting the story out, but I want to be as accurate as I can. I may also write these with OCs instead of as reader inserts for the sake of flow. Possible sm*t in some, we’ll see where they take me.

Let me know what you're interested in or if you have any additional ideas involving these fics or new ones,

Thanks!

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peakyscillian · 3 years

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✨Update✨

Hi!Hello!

I've gained so many new followers so thank you sm! 💕💕 Thank you for all the reblogs/likes/comments on my writing it means alot! 💕💕💕

Just a little writing update: - Are you mine? - Tommy Shelby Series is currently on hold. - 'The blind date' mini series will be continuing whenever I feel like I have good idea's for it so that's ongoing - I'm planning to have my last few one shot requests out between 14/06-17/06. - 'But a number' Part Four will be out between 17.06-19.06.

I'm loving writing for Cillian at the moment, sometimes Tommy is hard to write, he's got a lot of issues! So please send in your request especially if you have a Cillian idea! Also let me know if you would like to be on the taglist for either Cillian/Tommy or both! Love you all!! 💕🍄

#fic update #my writing #update #on my schedule #fanfiction writer #tommy shelby #Cillian Murphy #requests open #taglist #peakyscillian updates

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vriskaserbet · 5 years

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hey so recently i've seen your sm fanfics and lemme just say, they are a-okay. im not all that sure if your active here, but if you are, since that months back plot leak on sm, is it ok if you can explain your au? it's fine if you don't want to. you can say no.

I’m active! Sorry for the radio silence!! ;w; I’m still writing daily and stuff, but a lot of what I’m working on are personal projects, original projects or stuff I just don’t feel are ready to be released. I’ve also been dealing with a lot of personal life stuff, so at times I can get really busy/depression kicks my ass. Plus, y’know. Writers block.

But thank you so much!! And this is funny, I’ve actually started going back on this AU recently after some time of pause, because I felt inspired again to work on it! I’m giving my AU one last rewrite to go over the remaining little holes and flaws, then I’ll start writing down chapter one!

I’ll explain some of it, though I don’t want to spoil the whole thing! I’ll share some big details.

Pent and Shelby are different people, firstly. Pent is a he/him trans woman and is pretty gender non-conforming, along with being very closeted from the realm he comes from. This was the general view of Pent before the previous leaks about Supermental and personally, I really like this version of Pent. (Plus, we stan some sapphic icons,)

Khonjin’s arc is about his ties and relations to others, as he learns both terrible and unexpected things about everyone around him. He also learns about his history. Finally, he begins to finally master his powers.

Pent, Shelby and Smack all come from the same universe, where they grew up together as childhood friends. Gino also originally comes from this universe, though lost his memories of his previous life when Pent took him in. Khonjin’s universe is roughly based off of Pent’s home city.

Gino used to have a very strong relationship with all three, shown in Uncle Gino. However... some events during Shelby’s death, it caused Pent to absolutely despise him and drop all previous positive ties to him. Smack feels much of the same, but was unable to let go of all their years together.

Smack’s ability to sympathize with Gino is a huge plot point here. Gino’s memories are also a big plot point.

Dilly is a thing! She’s an old scrapped character from Supermental and she’s babby girl. (Here’s a little link so you can see her!) To put it bluntly, she’s like... Pent, Shelby’s and Smack’s biggest fan.

Gay Spaghetti Chef and Khonjin are SUPER MEGA GAY (connor put spag into the new episodes i miss my boy ;A;)

Gilmore has very little time left to do something very important.

And that’s what I have to share! I hope this interested you, thank you again for sending me an ask!! Have an amazing day/night!! ^^

#Ask Answered!#Asks #Anonymous

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