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Birthdays & Ballet

1919

In which the youngest Shelby sister is introduced to the art of Ballet

it was a crisp winter morning, and the shelby residence on watery lane had been up and running for a while now. It was the morning of Rosemary Shelby's 9th birthday and her big brothers insisted that it would be a special celebration, as she was sick on her birthday last year which would have been the first birthday celebration since the brothers had returned from the war.

"Thomas, you go over to John's and get him and make sure he gets here." Polly says, while preparing the eggs that are part of the birthday breakfast. Thomas nods, and walks out of the door. She turns to her eldest nephew. "Arthur, will you please wake the birthday girl? And wake the others if they aren't yet, while you're at it!" hearing him grumble something, she turns back to the eggs.

Arthur walks up the stairs to the second floor. He passes Ada's room first. He gently knocks on the door and opens it. He sees ada still in her bed, but awake as she's reading a book. "Ah good, you're awake." He mumbles. She looks up from her book. "I'll be down for breakfast soon." Arthur smiles at her and closes the door.

He walks up to the last door in the hallway, which belongs to the kids. he, again, gently knocks on the door and opens it. once the door is fully open, a blur of red hair passes by him. "Oi, Finn! Go downstairs and help aunt Pol, eh?" he sighs and looks into the still semi dark room, where the birthday girl herself is still fast asleep. He slowly sits on the bed, and gently shakes her awake. "Goodmorning little rose." Two pair of blue eyes open and look at him. Rose pushes herself up on one arm and yawns, before a realisation hits her. "It's my birthday!" She exclaims, while looking up at her eldest brother. He grins at her before standing up. "D'you want a piggyback ride?" Rose looks at Arthur with a big smile on her face 'He hasn't offered a piggyride since before the war started'

once everyone is downstairs, the breakfast begins, and the smell of bacon and eggs floats throughout the house.Tommy clears his throat, and everyone looks at him. "Rose, there can't be a birthday without a gift." Rose looks at him with a grin, and he nods to the fireplace. On top there's a pink enveloppe.

Rose walks over and gently picks up the enveloppe. "To Rosemary Shelby.." she looks at the enveloppe, trying to guess what could be in it. "Well open it, pipsqueak!" John says.

Rose grins and opens the enveloppe. Inside there's three tickets. She grabs one of them and inspects it. "Tickets to the Nutcracker!"

"Do you like it?" Arthur asks, unsure wether he picked the right gift for his sister. "I love it!"

"Who are the other two tickets for?" Rose asks.

"That's up to you to decide, sweetheart. Now, time to get ready for school." Polly says, a smile on her face. Rose gets up from the table and starts her journey back to her room to get ready. Before she van leave the room she is interrupted by John. "Well, who is coming with you, eh?"

Rose smiles at him. "I haven't decied yet." Lie. From the moment she saw those two other tickets, she'd decided to take Arthur and Polly with her. She doesn't want the rest to know yet, as she doesn't want to hurt their feelings, even though the rest of the family pretty much already knows.

After Rose gets ready for school, she goes downstairs to say goodbye to her aunt, who is the only one left as the others had left to the betting shop.

"Aunt Pol, I want to give the other tickets to you and Arthur."

Polly smiles at her. "That's very kind of you love. Now off to school you."

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Rose sits on a stool in the kitchen as Ada is braiding her hair. "How do I look?" Rose asks her big sister. "You look lovely." Ada says, finishing the last Dutch braid.

Rose smiles and hops off the stool, and twirls. "Hey little ballerina, it's time to go!" Polly tells her with a smile.

The two walk outside where Arthur's standing. He offers each an arm, and they walk to the theater. Once they get there, Rose can't contain her excitement. "Alright Rose, when we get inside you have to behave like a proper lady." Polly tells her. Rose nods, and hands her ticket to the man at the door.

The three of them walk inside and get to their seats. After a few minutes the light dims and the dancers come out. Throughout the whole show Rose is in awe of the dancers. The way it seems like the dancers are floating during their turns and jumps, the way their limbs move. She even is mesmerised by the tiny details the dancers add with their facial expressions.

Once the show is over, the three Shelby's walk back to watery lane. Rose keeps on pretending to be a ballerina, twirling and jumping through the Birmingham streets. Polly and Arthur look at each other and smile at Rose's antics.

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It is Christmas morning and the Shelby family is gathered in the living room. The youngest Shelby sister sits on the floor, resting against Arthur’s legs, watching everybody open their presents. They had just watched Ada receive a new book when aunt Polly tosses a gift into Rose’s lap. ‘It’s from me and Arthur’ polly tells her niece.

Arthur and Polly smile at each other as they watch Rose unwrap her gift. Their smile gets even bigger as they watch Rose’s eyes glimmer as she unwraps het new ballet flats with a note attached, telling her that she is to start het ballet classes as of next Wednesday.

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This was supposed to be uploaded before christmas.. but university kicked my ass

Talking about university kicking my ass.. I almost failed last year, which was why my uploads were nonexistent.. sorry!

I hope you all had great holidays and I wish everyone the best for 2023!

#peaky blinders #tommy shelby #arthur shelby #shelby!sister #finn shelby

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marvelxmendes · 2 years

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My heart got absolutely shattered today… i hate boys

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marvelxmendes · 2 years

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Well… guess who got her heart broken today??? :((

#peaky blinders #tommy shelby #arthur shelby #finn shelby #shelby!sister #fanfiction #shawn mendes

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marvelxmendes · 2 years

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The last few weeks have been so busy but exiting! I’ve had an exam (which I’m pretty sure I flunked, so that’ll be a re-sit in the summer :/) Then there was a national holiday in my country which was a lot of fun, and I went to washington DC with my mom, which was such an amazing experience! (I got to sit in the cockpit twice!😳)

Now back to writing and fighting off this jetlag!😴

#peaky blinders #shelby!sister #fanfiction #shawn mendes

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Alice in Wonderland

1918

In which Rose Shelby is given a book by her teacher, and gets surprised by people she had not expected home for a while

"alright class, you guys did a great job today! you guys can pack your bags and I will see you on Monday." Rose's teacher says, standing on front of the classroom. It was a cold friday in november, and Rose could not wait to get home.

The students start packing their bags and leaving the classroom and when the classroom was halfway empty, Rose’s teacher calls for her. "Miss Shelby, could you come to my desk for a second. I would like to speak with you." Rose nods at her teachers question, wondering if she had done anything wrong during class today. Slinging her bag over her shoulder, Rose starts walking through the now deserted classroom to the teachers desk.

"Don't look so worried Rosemary. You haven't done anything wrong." The teacher smiles, and all the worry leaves Rose’s body. "I actually have something for you." Rosa watches as her teaches pulls out a book, and lays it on her desk. Rose scans the cover of the book, which is called 'Alice in wonderland'. "You are an advanced reader Rosemary. I'm worried that the books we have picked out for this class might be to easy for you. I want you to start reading this book, as I'm confident that you shall enjoy it."

Rose smiles at her teacher and gently puts the book in her bag, feeling proud of herself for receiving such a compliment from her teacher. She can't wait to tell her sister and aunt about this when she gets home. In her next letter to her brothers, she shall write about this accomplishment.

With a smile on her face, Rose exits the classroom and makes her way outside, where her aunt must be waiting alongside her sister and brother. When she walks out of the school, she is not met by her aunt and sister. However, three people that she had not expected to see stand before her at the gate of the school. "ARTHUR! TOMMY! JOHN!" she screams, while sprinting to meet her brothers, whom she had not seen for four years.

"Look at that boys, it's our little rose." Arthur says, before jogging up to meet his sister with open arms. Once she is in his arms, he picks her up and hugs her as tight as he can, not wanting to let her go. "Aw, I've missed you so much my little rose!" He feels her plant a kiss on his cheek. "I really missed you too Art!"

He puts her back on the ground and she runs up to Tommy and John giving them both a tight hug. "Hello Rose, I've missed you." Tommy tells her. "I've missed you too! I've missed all of you!"

"All right, we've got to go to the garrison. Everyone's waiting." John says, and the four of them leave.

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After entering the garrison, Rose runs up to Polly, giving her a hug and telling her how excited she is that the boys have returned. Both Finn and Rose have been told by Polly that the boys likely won't be the same after the war, but the ecstasy of the war ending and the boys coming home had overshadowed that.

Everyone gets seated in the snug, and the drinks start coming. After a while the laughter quiets down and John turns to his youngest sister. "Hey Rose, why were you later than your classmates today?" He asks, curious to know why his sister didn't come outside with her classmates.

"Oh.. my teacher and I had a talk." Rose tells him, wanting to tell everybody what her teacher had said, but being interrupted before she can do so. "Why did she want to talk to you? Did you misbehave?" Tommy asks with a smile, knowing his youngest sister wouldn't dare step a foot out of line during class.

"No silly, she gave me a more difficult book, because she thinks I read better than my classmates!" Rose tells him, frustrated that he interrupted her. “Looks like we have a smart Shelby in our midst!” Arthur shouts, pulling Rose on his lap.

“What kind of book did she give you, love?” Polly asks. Rose grins, reaching to grab her schoolbag. When she can’t reach it due to being sat on Arthur’s lap, he grabs it for her. She takes out the book and gives it to Arthur, who in turn gives it to his aunt. “‘Alice in Wonderland’.. I love that book.” Ada says, upon seeing the book in her aunts hand.

“Books are stupid, and so are people who read them!” Finn grumbles. Rose’s smile fades at his words. ‘Does he really think I’m stupid?’

Arthur notices the change in his sister at her brother’s words, and he nudges her. “Finn’s just jealous ‘cause he can’t read, eh.” Rose slightly chuckles at that. “Besides, ‘Alice in Wonderland’ is a great book for such a bright girl.”

Rose smiles at her eldest brother’s words, and gives him a hug. “Can I read it to you tonight, Art?” She softly says to him. Arthur smiles at the thought of his youngest sister wanting to read to him, something that he always used to do for her. “ of course you can, my little rose..”

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At some point I’d almost given up on writing this story haha. I’m glad I didn’t!

Also, Happy easter!

I hope you enjoyed this one! :)

Tips etc. are always welcome!!

#peaky blinders #tommy shelby #arthur shelby #finn shelby #peaky blinder imagine #shelby!sister #peaky blinders headcanon #polly shelby #fanfiction #john shelby #ada shelby

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marvelxmendes · 2 years

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I just passed my driver’s license test!! Can’t wait to drive! 🙈🙈

#peaky blinders #shelby!sister #fanfiction #shawn mendes #marvel #arthur shelby #tommy shelby #peaky blinder imagine

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marvelxmendes · 2 years

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Hello! For the asks - 7 & 31 if you wouldn’t mind answering them! ☺️❤️

7: “what’s your strangest talent?”

Oohh.. that’s a tough question. I’d have to say being able to touch my nose with my tongue!

31: “smell the air. What do you smell?”

It’s 10.15 PM where I live, and I’m in bed, so the smells that stick out to me the most are the lavender spray that is on my pillow to help me get calm, and a vanilla scented candle!

Thanks so much for asking! <3

#peaky blinders #fanfiction #shelby!sister #tommy shelby #shawn mendes

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marvelxmendes · 2 years

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Peaky blinders is so funny. That cop guy really sent the girl he was in love with to seduce the hot tortured bad boy and then was like wait not like that

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Set Me Straight | Arthur Shelby x Reader

Request: no - part of @magicalxdaydream ‘s milestone celebration

Pairing: Arthur Shelby x reader

Summary: Arthur's feeling lost again. With Tommy not around, Finn seeks out the only other person who can help bring his brother back to being level: (Y/N). This time, however, Arthur responds in a way (Y/N) wasn't expecting.

Warnings: language, drinking, mentions of war/PTSD

Word Count: 2781

A/N: congrats on 400 followers @magicalxdaydream !! I had to write another story using your amazing prompts. The one I chose this time was “say another word and I’ll punch you in the face” ... I didn’t write it word for word in the fic (I hope that’s alright) but I hope you enjoy! :)

Let me know if you want to be put on a taglist for future stories like this one!

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(Y/N) (Y/L/N) was always there for Arthur Shelby.

Whether it be with checking to make sure the books were properly balanced, cleaning him up after he'd gotten into a fight, or coming to the rescue to get him home while he was in the midst of a drunken stupor.

Which she was about to do now.

She wasn't surprised to see Finn Shelby standing on the other side of her door after she opened it. She'd been a friend of the Shelby family for a couple of years now after she accepted a position in the front office of the company.

"Something needed of me, Finn?" she asked, a smile on her face. She didn't have a clue of why he was here, as she didn't really have a set job description with the company. She simply helped out with whatever came up.

"I need you to come help get Arthur," he told her.

"Arthur? Where is he?" she asked with furrowed brows.

"He's gone off again. He came to the Garrison and got himself a bottle, mentioning something about a tipping point and having the Flanders blues. I think he's gone to the church," the young man explained. (Y/N) sighed and looked to the floor.

"Is Tommy around?" she asked before going further with her own decision. She was no good at really understanding how the war affected any of the men that fought in it, and had seen firsthand that Tommy was able to bring his brother out of these hazes he fell into.

"He's not. That's why I'm here," Finn responded, letting her know that he'd already considered that option. "John’s busy too. Arthur won't listen to me, and he likes you, (Y/N), so you might be able to help him," he tried to reason with her before she could say anything else.

"Let me get my coat and I'll join you," she gave her decision after a brief pause.

Finn nodded his head as she stepped away from the still open door to grab her jacket from the rack standing a few feet away. "Thank you, (Y/N)," he said to her as she stepped through the doorway and joined his side. She only nodded in response before they left her home and began walking to where Arthur was.

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"I'll let you go in alone," Finn stated as they got to the front doors of the church that Arthur was supposedly in. (Y/N) only gave him a look before nodding her head. While she wasn't too excited with going at this alone, she understood why Finn would have wanted to stay out of it. This certainly wasn't going to be a simple conversation to have.

She then took a deep breath before pushing open the giant, wooden door the building had. The partition opened to the main gathering room, which was dimly lit by low lights and candles. She didn't see anybody upon entering, but as she walked forward down the aisle, she saw someone hunched over in one of the pews. She hoped that it was Arthur.

"Arthur?" she asked quietly as she approached him. His hair was flopped down over his face as he sat with his elbows on his knees; his gaze on the floor. He only looked up when he heard the heel of her shoe scuff off of the wooden floorboards. He gasped as he saw her and the breath got caught in the back of his throat, sending him into a coughing fit before he cleared his throat.

"What're you doing here?" he asked, his words coming out in a low mutter. He was sure that he looked worse for wear at the moment, but he didn't care. There was no reason to care at this point. "Finn went for ya, didn't he?" he grumbled before (Y/N) was able to say anything.

She took a deep breath and nodded her head. "He did come for me. Said you didn't seem like you were ok and that he didn't think he'd get through to you," she spoke softly, hoping she wasn't angering him by being in his presence.

"He wouldn't...doesn't understand what that shit was like," he shook his head before grabbing the bottle of whiskey and taking a drink from it. The liquid burnt his throat as it went down, but he didn't mind it. It allowed for him to feel something other than the hazy shit that was swirling around his mind at the moment.

"What's going on, Arthur?" she dared to ask him as she sat down on the pew next to him. Silence fell around them then, but (Y/N) didn't bother pushing him. She knew that he had to come to her in his own time. So she just sat and watched him.

"I'm not fucking right in the head, (Y/N)," he mumbled after a few minutes had passed. "Sometimes it just gets too full of stuff and it feels like it's just one big fucking boat with the cargo about to fall off of it. And I try to balance it out and make sure that everything stays in, but sometimes it just tips. And when it starts going, I can't stop it," he felt like he was rambling, but at least he was managing to get the words out. He took another drink from the liquor bottle before he continued, "and Tommy tells me to shut the door on it like he did, but I can't...I can't just go on living like he does. It gets to be too much for me sometimes. And I come here...thinking that I might feel something. That someone might reach out from beyond and tell me 'no, Arthur' and 'what you're going through is alright, Arthur' but no one ever fucking does," he ended his sentence with a sigh before he hung his head again.

"What you're going through is alright, Arthur," (Y/N) chose one of his statements and accentuated it, making him look up at her with widened eyes. "It's normal for you to react to your past traumas like this. You went through some terrible shit. Everyone's gonna deal with that differently. How you choose to deal with it is ok. It's normal. But you can't let yourself slip down this hole when it does happen. Trying to combat it with alcohol will only make things worse," she ended her statement by trying to get him to realize how terrible the coping mechanism he'd chosen was.

"It helps me to forget the shit in my head for a while," he pointed out. It did the job he was looking for it to do. That wasn't bad in his book.

"I know...but if you drink too much it might clear out your head for good."

"Wouldn't that be a good thing?" Arthur furrowed his eyebrows.

"Won't be if you're dead," (Y/N) said in a whisper, looking down at her legs as she sucked in a breath, "sorry about that. Things got personal there for a second," she apologized straight after. She wasn't about to delve into the problems of her past with her employer.

Arthur had an unrecognizable expression on his face now. "No. No need to apologize," he shook his head, brushing her previous words off.

"I appreciate you wanting to open up to me, Arthur," she said then, a slight smile on her face, "if there's any way that I could help you out right now, or whenever you might get like this, please let me know."

"You bein' here is a big help," he told her.

"I'm happy I'm helping then," her smile widened. The two sat in a comfortable silence then, not really having anything to say to each other.

"Should probably leave," Arthur was the one to break the silence some time later, "priest's gonna be wonderin' who's in his church."

"Want me to walk home with you?" (Y/N) offered as she stood from the pew. Arthur stood too, but the second he got onto his feet, he wobbled. Luckily, the pew in front of him caught his fall as he grabbed onto it so that he could hoist himself up again. "I think that answered my question for me," she stated as she took in his stature.

"I think I'm fuckin' drunk, (Y/N)," he commented, feeling slightly lightheaded because of how fast he'd gotten onto his feet.

"I'll help you walk home," she assured him, offering her hand to him to help out of the pew and into the aisle.

"You're a life-saver, love," Arthur smiled at her, walking out of the row with her before he slung his arm over her shoulder so that he'd be able to walk a steady line out of the church.

"Don't mention it, Arthur. I'm just doing my job," she smiled up at him before she got started on the task of walking him home.

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"I think I'm fuckin' drunk, (Y/N)."

"I know, Arthur...you've told me many times already," (Y/N) answered him yet again as she struggled to turn the key in the door of her apartment. She figured that her place was closer to the church than Arthur's was, so she brought him there. She couldn't go much further with his weight hanging on her.

Also in the time that it took for the two of them to leave the church and make it to her apartment, Arthur seemed to have spiraled further downward into drunkenness. No matter how many times she'd asked him to stop, he kept on loudly singing different drinking songs that he claimed to have learned from his time in the trenches. She felt bad for any people who might've had their windows open while they were walking past.

"Where are we?" Arthur asked as he not so gracefully fell from (Y/N)'s arms to the couch in the living room. He might not have known who's home he was in, but he certainly wasn't going to stand around until he found out.

"We're at my place," (Y/N) answered as she moved into her kitchen to get some water for him. She needed to do something to sober him up, even if it was just the slightest bit. "It was closer to come here from the church," she then explained her reasoning behind bringing him here.

"It's a lovely fucking place you have, (Y/N)," he commented, waving off the glass of water that she offered him. "I don't need that, love," he told her when she tried to give it to him again.

"I beg to differ," she stated, placing the glass on the coffee table instead of fighting him. "Could you at least sit up? I don't want you choking if you start to throw up," she suggested as she sat down on the chair next to the couch. He grumbled something incoherent in response and tried his best to scooch up slightly on the couch. He then slumped himself down on the throw pillow after not moving more than a few inches upwards. (Y/N) sighed but decided not to call him on it, taking the little she got from him.

"I once wanted to paint pictures, ya know. I painted fucking lovely pictures of people, and buildings, and horses and shit. Had no problems. Was just sittin' in front of a...what were those called, a fuckin' easel? Yeah, an easel. I was sittin' in front of an easel just painting shit. Had not one worry..."

"Arthur," (Y/N) tried to cut off his babbling, but he paid no attention to her and continued on with his rambling.

"...now we've got this business and we're making money, but it comes with the price of the other side of everything. Now I don't know if you know about that side, but it's not good. And Tommy..."

"Arthur," she tried again. He ignored her.

"...Tommy tries. Tommy tries to keep that to a minimum and to himself now but it's still happenin'. And it's when he pulls me into that business that all of the shit kicks off. So I don't know if..."

"Arthur, if you say another word, I will punch you in the face," she finally got more than his name out. Her statement wasn't said out of anger, but instead held a strict tone and did its job to shut him up.

They were just looking at each other now. (Y/N) had her eyebrows raised as she hoped he'd keep up her ask, and Arthur was just sitting there with no evident expression on his features. That was fine with (Y/N) though. She was just happy that he was quiet now as he'd been talking almost non-stop since they'd left the church.

"You know, (Y/N)...I like you. Like I really like you. Not many people other than those in my family know how to set me straight, but you know how to. And you help me. Both with shit around the office and in the company, and now with this," he paused, taking a deep breath before he looked over at the woman sitting to his left. "Yeah...I...I like you."

(Y/N) didn't know what to say. She wasn't expecting him to come out with something like that. Especially since he was just going on about wanting to go back to painting horses and the like.

So it was quiet in the room until Arthur spoke up again, "ah shit, I've said another word...you're gonna punch me in the face now, aren't ya?" his words came out as mumbles, and he hiccupped in the middle of his sentence. (Y/N) couldn't help but laugh slightly as she shook her head.

"Oh, Arthur..." she sighed then, finally finding the ability to speak after she had processed what he'd just said. "You're drunk," she called it how it was.

"I am," he didn't disagree.

"And you don't know what you're saying," she continued.

"No, I know what I'm sayin'," Arthur disagreed with her now, "I know how I feel about you. I just didn't have the balls to tell ya 'til now."

"Ok, Arthur, uh...wow," (Y/N) stumbled with her response, unsure of what to say to his confession.

"Tommy says whiskey is good proofing water. I never used to know what he meant by that cuz I’d still say the same stupid shit that I say when I’m sober but now...now I understand what he means by it because I’m finally able to say that to you,” he continued on, his eyes not straying from hers.

“I didn’t think that you felt that way, Arthur,” (Y/N) finally said after a few more moments had passed.

“I know it’s all of a sudden and if I’ve made you feel uncomfortable then I can just leave...” Arthur stated as he then made a move to stand from the couch.

“No, Arthur!” (Y/N) moved quickly to get him to stop, “you’re way too drunk to go home,” she told him, helping him to sit back down as he groaned about his head hurting him. She continued when they were both sitting down again, “and you didn’t make me feel uncomfortable. I like you too...I kept it to myself because I thought it’d be inappropriate, but yeah...yeah, I like you too,” she told him, exhaling a shaky breath after she was finished because she was surprised that she was confessing that to him.

“I’m happy to hear that, (Y/N). You know, we should...we should get dinner or somethin’,” he suggested then, “not now, obviously,” he added at the end, making (Y/N) laugh.

“I’d like that,” she told him, a smile on her face as she spoke.

“You’re not gonna punch me still, are ya?” he asked her then, his question coming out of left field and leaving (Y/N) completely confused. “I’ve said many words,” he clued her in to what he was referring to.

(Y/N) laughed when she heard what he had to say. Once her laughter had calmed down, she shook her head, the smile back on her face. “I’m not gonna punch you, Arthur,” she assured him. Arthur chuckled at her response before he nodded his head and tipped it back to lay against the couch he was sitting on.

(Y/N) couldn’t help but smile as they sat in silence then. She never expected her day to turn out like this, but she knew one thing for certain: she would always be there for Arthur Shelby.

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Tagged: @alreadybroken-ts @the-anxious-youth @look-at-the-soul

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I’m nervous for my driving test tomorrow, so if anyone wants to, ask away! 🙈

lets get personal.

1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?

2: If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

3: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

4: What do you think about most?

5: What does your latest text message from someone else say?

6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?

7: What’s your strangest talent?

8: Girls… (finish the sentence); Boys… (finish the sentence)

9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?

10: When is the last time you played the air guitar?

11: Do you have any strange phobias?

12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?

13: What’s your religion?

14: If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?

15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?

17: What was the last lie you told?

18: Do you believe in karma?

19: What does your URL mean?

20: What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?

21: Who is your celebrity crush?

22: Have you ever gone skinny dipping?

23: How do you vent your anger?

24: Do you have a collection of anything?

25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

26: Are you happy with the person you’ve become?

27: What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?

28: What’s your biggest “what if”?

29: Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

30: Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.

31: Smell the air. What do you smell?

32: What’s the worst place you have ever been to?

33: Choose: East Coast or West Coast?

34: Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?

35: To you, what is the meaning of life?

36: Define Art.

37: Do you believe in luck?

38: What’s the weather like right now?

39: What time is it?

40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?

41: What was the last book you read?

42: Do you like the smell of gasoline?

43: Do you have any nicknames?

44: What was the last film you saw?

45: What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

46: Have you ever caught a butterfly?

47: Do you have any obsessions right now?

48: What’s your sexual orientation?

49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?

50: Do you believe in magic?

51: Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?

52: What is your astrological sign?

53: Do you save money or spend it?

54: What’s the last thing you purchased?

55: Love or lust?

56: In a relationship?

57: How many relationships have you had?

58: Can you touch your nose with your tongue?

59: Where were you yesterday?

60: Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?

61: Are you wearing socks right now?

62: What’s your favourite animal?

63: What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?

64: Where is your best friend?

65: Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr.

66: What is your heritage?

67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?

68: What do you think is Satan’s last name?

69: Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off?

70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?

71: You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?

72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love.

74: What’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?

75: What are the last four digits in your cell phone number?

76: In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?

77: How can I win your heart?

78: Can insanity bring on more creativity?

79: What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?

80: What size shoes do you wear?

81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone?

82: What is your favourite word?

83: Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.

84: What is a saying you say a lot?

85: What’s the last song you listened to?

86: Basic question; what’s your favourite colour/colours?

87: What is your current desktop picture?

88: If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?

89: What would be a question you’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

90: One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren’t really doing anything, they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do?

91: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?

92: You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?

93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

94: You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?

95: You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

96: Do you have any relatives in jail?

97: Have you ever thrown up in the car?

98: Ever been on a plane?

99: If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say?

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