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Neteyam x reader

A/n: I really wasn’t sure about posting this because I don’t know how to feel about it. This is my first time writing for Neteyam, but definitely not my last.

summary: you seek help to save your people and make an unexpected connection.

I sought refuge with the Omaticaya clan. I was honest and told Toruk Makto and Neytiri everything the moment I arrived on my Ikran, Malu. She was a sweet Ikran that could kill you in a mere second, she was purple with rosy hues. My mother was a beautiful na’vi, she loved our people, her name was Minotaur. My father, Skakoan, was brave and courageous, he always did what was best for the people. He kept us safe. They were both murdered protecting their people, us- my brother and I. Selkath, my brother, betrayed them… me. Our people. Eywa. He betrayed us all.

“Toruk Makto,” I greet standing in front of him and his wife, “I have come in search of sanctuary. Please.” I say the plea quietly. Luckily it was only, Jakesully, Neytiri, and I. My people, Kekunani, are warriors, who show little emotion. It is common for it to be said only for the weak to show emotion.

“Why do you seek shelter?” Neytiri interrogates.

“ I am Y/n of the Kekunan clan, daughter of the Skakoan Olo’eyktan and Minotaur Tsahik. I was next to be Tsahik. My brother Selkath tried to kill me simply for trying to save my people, our clan is small, but strong. I tried to save them. I cannot help them if I am dead.” I explain to them.

“How is your clan in danger?” Jake asks.

“My brother is blinded by rage, as if he’s been taken by a demon. He- he murdered my peoples Ikrans, he set fire to their homes because they disagreed with him. He is using fear to control them. He has betrayed our parents, me, my people, and Eywa. I am here to ask for safety, but I will not ask for you to help me in this war with my brother.”

“How old are you, Y/n?” Neytiri asks while observing me.

“I am 17,” I tell her. From the stories I've heard, she was only a year older than me when the Great War happened.

“You are so young and in a war with your own?”

I smile sadly, “I would love nothing more than to change it all, but my brother, Selkath, he is beyond salvation. I have asked our great mother to guide me, help me, help him and our people.”

“You can stay here, If you’d like we can help your people as well.” Jake says, looking towards Neytiri for approval.

“Thank you. This will be temporary, this is between my brother and I and I will stop at nothing to put a stop to him.” I tell them, It pained me to say. Maybe I won’t have to kill him, but I have to put a stop to my brother.

Jake and Neytiri introduced me to their kids the next day. Neteyam, who was a year older, Lo’ak, Kiri, and Tuk, the youngest of their daughters. I hung out with Kiri for a while and Tuk reminded me of a lot of the kids in my clan. Lo’ak was funny, he reminded me of Selkath when we were younger, when he hadn’t let the rage get to him so deeply. Lo’ak would never turn into Selkath. And Neteyam, Neteyam was a lot like me. He reminded me of myself, at least partly. He was kind.

I’d spent most of the morning along with them before I left to look for my Ikran. My clan wasn’t too far. I’d done this for my people’s sake and my own. I made sure to take in everything, every little detail what was different, if my people seemed more hurt. every little detail was marked in my head. When I returned I went to my tent. I was startled to find Neytiri there.

“Are your people okay?” she asks in a way of greeting.

“As okay as they can be.” I responded.

“When Selkath is dealt with, what will you do?” she asks.

“I am not fit to be Tsahik, I would not be good. Maybe I will give the role to someone Eywa leads me to.” I sit down across from her.

“You are young, you will learn.” she encouraged me. “You have my Jake and I to help you, if you’d like.” I smile and hold my hand out to her.

“Thank you, Neytiri.”

That night I went out with the Sully kids. They’d convinced me to go with them to see the forest at night. It was a beautiful sight. The animal and plants had a glow so beautiful that it felt as if it were all fake. near my clan the forest is not as bright, more dull. but it also had its beauties.

“Are you alright ?” Kiri asks from beside me.

“Of course,” I tell her, giving her a small smile.

“you seem to be stuck in your head.” Neteyam says from beside me as well.

“I am… just taking in the beauty.”

“my father told me a little of why you’ve come,” Neteyam exposes, Kiri was now with Tuk, Lo’ak and the human boy ahead of us.

I sigh, “it’s only a matter of time before he comes looking for me or I go to him for a duel.”

“duel?”

“If he lives he continues to lead my people down a path they will not survive, If I live I save my people,” I explained quietly.

“We can help you,” he says. We stopped walking, Kiri and Tuk being entertained by a bioluminescent creature.

“You already are, you’ve given me a place to stay.” I say sincerely to him, my hand on his arm, as I give him a small smile.

It was almost dawn, I’d been with the Omaticaya clan for nearly three weeks. I was sitting in front of the spirit tree sending up a prayer to protect my people, to protect me. Yesterday evening, just before eclipse, Selkath approached me on his vicious Ikran in the forest. I was alone, thankfully. I no longer could recognize my brother and it pained me more and more everyday. Our duel is set for tomorrow at eclipse on the Hallelujah mountain at the highest point. I had yet to inform the Sully’s. I don’t want to worry them, i’ve grown so close to them in such little time, I cannot imagine putting them in danger. As the sun rose I walked back to the clan i’d grown to care for. I met the Sullys in their tent as it had now become mandatory that I show up for at least one meal a day. Neytiri and Jake’s orders. I sat beside Neteyam who gave me a playful nudge and smile.

“How are you?” he asks.

“good,” I tell him. I felt light today. knowing no matter what my people would be safe after tomorrow.

“good.” he says with a smile. Over the little time i’ve been with this family I’ve grown close to Neteyam. unbelievably close.

“do you want to go fly together after breakfast?” he asks.

“i would love to,” I responded with a smile.

Neteyam and I left the rest of the Sully’s once we both finished. The excursion was… magical. we laughed and flew together and I was truly happy. I hadn’t felt like this in what felt like years. I allowed myself to let go of everything even if it was temporary. Neteyam landed down below near a river. We got off our Ikrans and sat with our feet inside the water.

“Thank you, Neteyam. For everything.” I tell him after a moment of silence.

“Always,” He says looking me in the eyes. “Y/n?” The way says my name makes me wish he was the only one allowed to say it.

“Neteyam.”

“go on a date with me.” he says, I was slightly taken aback. but happy nonetheless.

“Of course,” If I survive tomorrow, “I do have a pretty busy schedule…I’ll have to check when I am free.” i tell him half jokingly. He laughs and comes closer to me tickling my sides making me burst in a fit of laughter.

when he finally stops his attack on my body and allows me to catch my breath I look at him, actually look at him taking in every detail. My hand rest on his cheek as I lay on my side with him next to me.

“I see you, Neteyam.” I say gently.

“I see you, Y/n.” He says in the same gentle tone. I lean closer, but he’s the one to initiate the kiss, a kiss so gentle I felt as if I were floating.

I spent my time leading up to my duel with Selkath with the people I’d grown to love. I gave Tuk my necklace that my mother had gotten me for my 12th birthday. She’d give me many growing up. I gave Kiri my beaded bracelet. I left Lo’ak my small dagger. I left Neteyam, another of my daggers with a note. Neteyam and Lo’ak would find their gifts if neteyam were to look for me in my tent. If I made it back they wouldn’t know they existed.

I readied myself as eclipse settled closer and closer. I steadied my mind and heart, sending a prayer to Eywa. I grabbed my remaining daggers and my bow and arrows before calling Malu to take me up to the place I would meet Selkath.

He stood at the peak, his body rigid, and back towards me. I studied him before calling out to him. He turned to me and I no longer recognized him.

No words were shared before he charged at me. Knife in hand, he aimed directly to my heart. I moved under him, deflecting the hit. It was a dance, a beautifully tragic dance once. My daggers hit his body as his hit mine as well. Maybe it was from the blood loss or the overload of emotions I've been able to feel in the last few weeks, but I could not kill my brother and live. It would haunt me and possibly kill me as well. Tears and sweat mixed together each move brought us close to the edge of the mountain.

“I cannot kill you, I will not!” I shout over the wind.

“then you will die.” He responds in a cold tone.

“You hate me so much ?” He stayed quiet. I hit him hard enough so that he’d drop his knife. “Is this what you wanted?!” I ask, grabbing onto his shoulders, moving us closer and closer to the edge of the mountain.

“I will kill you!” he yells. I could feel him trying to push me but I held my grip on his arms.

“Let my people go!” I yell, both in prayer and to the man who caused this all to fall from the mountain, fear flashed in his eyes, I closed my eyes accepting my fate.

I thought it was the end, that I would see Eywa when I opened my eyes again. Instead I found Neteyam, Neytiri and Jake. I gasp and sit up remembering the events before I closed my eyes.

“you’re okay,” Neytiri says, laying a hand on my back. Neteyam was holding my hand. small sobs shaking my body.

“Selkath?” I ask.

“Eywa heard you Y/n.” Neytiri says.

“A swarm of Ikran saved you and my dad banned him from ever leading any people.” Neteyam says. I nod my head in understanding and send up a prayer to the Great Mother, thanking her for not making me do something I would not be able to live with.

“Thank you,” I muttered.

“Jake,” Neytiri says nodding her head towards the entrance of the tent signaling to give me and Neteyam so moment alone.

“What were you thinking? you should have told me, Y/n.”

“I was thinking about my people,”

“Well they are here now, they are our people,” He says, his eyes on mine. I smiled at him sweetly. And in this moment I knew Eywa has blessed me with the best things I would've never thought of.

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pandoraslove · 1 year

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Simon “ghost” Riley x reader

warnings: typical cod shit, angst & fluff, reader is a single mom but it doesn’t go into to too much detail. This is my first Ghost one shot.

I always wondered what it was I did in a past life to make me deserve this one. Despite my strength there were moments I felt so weak that it surprised me to even be able to walk back to the facility. It’s been 2 months. I left 2 months ago on a solo mission to get intel on a human trafficker in Chicago. He was a disgusting and vile man that deserved worse than hell. The mission was originally set to last 3 months, I was a month early- I think. This mission didn’t go as smoothly as it was supposed to. Someone gave my true identity away. They knew every. Single. Detail about me. Where I was born, my family, everything.

I walked into the facility and I could feel stares on me. Laswell was walking with Price when I walked in but they stopped when they saw me.

“Blaze?” Price calls out. I finally let myself deflate when I hear my name. I give him a cheeky smile.

“Miss me?” I mutter, I felt my knees buckle and my body beginning to fall.

“Woah there kid, Where’ve you been?” His voice alone told me who it was. There was no need to look up and inspect his face, not that I could since there was a 100% chance his mask was on.

“On my mission, where else.” My voice was raspy and it slightly hurt to talk.

“It’s been 4 months.” Laswell says.

“What?- no. how?” I could’ve sworn it’s only been two months. The calendar in the room they held me in- I was counting the days- they-.

“We need to get you to a medic.” Price says. Everything was going dark. My hearing was going in and out. The last thing that was going through my mind was the face of my daughter. The last time I saw her was 4 months ago. How…

I was young when I got pregnant with my daughter. I had barely turned 19, she was born 4 months after my birthday. I was enlisted already and on active-duty, Laswell was the only person I trusted at the time.When I went home I was kicked out and left for dead with a newborn baby. I was able to rent a shitty little apartment for a couple weeks before being kicked out once again. During that time I met a wonderful older woman and she helped me with Morgan. Laswell gave me the keys to a safe house and allowed me to stay there. I went back to the force when Morgan turned 6 months. I trained harder than ever, I got stronger and faster, so I could come back to her after every mission. Everything I do is for her. Laswell is the only one who knows.

The room was bright, my body ached since every bit of adrenaline left my body. Laswell, Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost were all in the room. I cleared my throat slightly and tried to sit up despite the aches in my body.

“How are you feeling?” Laswell asks.

“Perfect.” I mumble.

“We thought you were dead.” Soap says. Despite him always being the first joke around at this moment his tone was nothing but serious.

“I’m fine.” I reassure them. Ghost was the closest to me scanning my body. “I’m fine,” I repeat quietly leaning back on the bed. I saw Kate leaving the room from the corner of my eye and called out to her.

“Laswell,” She turned to look at me and nodded, she knew what I was going to ask.

“Rest and I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” I give her a small smile and relax. Price, Gaz, and Soap left shortly after her. Ghost was the only one left in the room with me.

“I’m fine, Simon” I turned my head to watch him, his forearms rested on his knees & he stared at me intensely. Part of me wanted to shrink under his stare but I refrained.

“You were gone for four months” he remarks.

“you were worried…” I say a little sarcastically.

“No shit.” He grumbles.

“I’m sorry,” I mumble, staring back at him. It isn’t a secret that Simon is a very reserved & secretive man meaning our relationship was also secret & very very new. When I left for my mission we had barely started ‘dating’ for 3 months. It honestly felt like it had been 3 years. I was supposed to tell him about Morgan before leaving for my mission but he had a mission to go on himself.

He hums. His hand grabbing mine, tracing his thumb along my palm. “What happened?” he asks softly.

“Someone blew my cover. They held me hostage in a room with no windows. There was a calendar- it was a trick.”

“Did they touch you ?” he asks, anger hidden beneath his soft soothing tone.

“Nothing too bad, knives & punches is all,” I explained before sighing, “Simon…”

“Yes, love?”

“I haven’t been completely honest with you & if you want to leave… I completely understand, I mean part of me knows that I should have told you sooner but-“

“y/n. what is it?” he asks, confused by my rambling.

“I have a daughter.” I say quietly, the tears brimming my eyes now falling down my face, my fear of losing the first man who’s actually made me feel loved taking over.

“How old is she?”

“five…” I couldn’t stop my tears, so I stared at my hands.

“Can I meet her?” I looked up at him in surprise. His eyes softened under his mask when he noticed my tears. “Did you think I would be mad? that I would leave you?” A sob racked my body, Simon stood up & wrapped his arms around my body.

“I just want her to be safe and I was scared of losing you.”

“You aren’t losing me anytime soon, You & me are taking some time off.” He says, his rough voice determined.

“I can’t ask you to do that.” I mutter into his chest.

“I want to. Gives me time to spend with my girls.” He mutters into my hair. my chest swells with happiness, the words coming out of his mouth felt unreal. I look up at him & stare into his eyes, the eyes that I've grown to love & constantly think about.

“Okay.“ I say bring my hand up to his neck to lift his mask up. I bring his face down to mine & kiss him. they were soft, the type of softness that made me feel like I was floating.

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pandoraslove · 2 years

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Finn Shelby x Reader (Part 5)

Warnings: Blood, Slight Angst, Fluff

Later that evening y/n and Freddie broke out into a small argument about her using his gun to shoot Dereck. She knew it was a little irresponsible and dangerous but she couldn’t find a part of her that cared. Dereck was a thorn at her side, that she possibly already took care of, hopefully. She never wanted to be bothered by him again.

She walked home that night after Freddie and Ada left. Finn tried to accompany her to her house but she told him she’d be fine and that there was no need. She made a quick stop at a fabric store that was surprisingly still open, for her. Her parents were good friends with the owner of the fabric shop. She picked up a couple of yards of black and gold. It wasn’t too late, by the time she got back home, so she figure she could start on her knew project. It was simple dress she’d be making, If she stayed up late she’d be able to finish it. And that’s exactly what she did. She only got an hour of sleep that night, the dress was simple but elegant.

The majority of the dress was black, it reached just below her knees. it had gold trimming and golden flowers made out of the gold fabric and gold thread. That day she stayed home and waited until later in the day to start getting ready for dinner with Freddie. She was finished getting ready at five. she waited and then it was 7:59... She was sitting on her bed waiting for a knock on the door to alert her, but one did not come. Not until nearly 8:30. She walked towards the door expecting Freddie but finding Finn. Her body deflated slightly.

“Not happy to see me?” He jokes. She gives him a sympathetic smile.

“I’ve been expecting Freddie...” She tells.

“Ah, Well... Polly asked me to come get you, she prepared a shit ton of dinner,” He tell her.

The two people who knew had forgotten...

She puts on a happy smile and nods, following him out the door, but she couldn’t help the slight pain in her chest.

“Are you alright?” Finn asks, she was silently walking next to him. She didn’t want to celebrate her birthday in the first place so why does she care if they had forgotten...

“Yeah... Yeah, sorry, I’m just a little tired, I didn’t get much sleep last night.”

“How come?” Finn inquired.

“I stayed up making a dress,” She tells him.

“Did you finish it?”

“well, I am wearing it, so I’d say yes.”

“You look beautiful, by the way, darling, I don’t think I’ve told you.” Y/n smiles up at him, blushing slightly.

they walk into the house and as y/n walked in, she finds everyone standing in front of the door. Karl and Freddie were in front, the latter helping the young boy hold a small cake with 2 candles on it. She stopped in her tracks and smiled as he walked towards her a little saying a small happy birthday. Finn had his hand on the small of her back. Her eyes were watery, causing Freddie to grab the cake from Karl and whisper something in her ear. She crouched down to his level as he wrapped his small arms around her neck and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Y/n melted at the gesture and stood up with Karl in her arms.

“Thank you,” She says sincerely to everyone, “truly, this...” She couldn’t find the words to explain it.

“You are apart of our family now, we couldn’t let your first birthday with us pass without us doing something.” Ada says. Karl gives y/n another kiss on the cheek.

“You are so sweet Karl, I’m guessing you’ve made that cake all by yourself, little man?” Karl giggles and nods confidently.

“Careful, Finn, Karl here is going steal your girl.” John jokes. Freddie turns to him and glares, everyone laughs.

“Your girl, eh?” Y/n asks softly, nudging his side slightly.

“Only if you’ll allow it...” He says staring directly into her eyes.

“should I or should I not?” She jokingly thinks aloud.

“Absolutely NOT. Separate. Right now. You are a child, I will have none of that!” Freddie yells causing y/n to laugh as he gestured to her and Finn.

“I’m 17, nearly an adult, I should be allowed to date, it’s not like I haven’t already,” She says mumbling the last part.

“No.” Freddie say sitting on one end of the table. Karl sat next to her, Finn on her other side, Freddie glared at him slightly, Ada sat next to Karl, Freddie next to her.

“OI! If you get to be married to a Shelby, I should at least be able to date one.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Freddie, come on, look at them. Imagine how adorable my children will be.”

“Children?! What bloody Children?!” Freddie exaggerates. Polly, Ada, and Esme all watched the spectacle giggling. The guys sipped at their whiskey chuckling and watched it all as well.

“My future children.” Y/n says calmly, sipping at Finn’s whiskey she took.

“I will lock you up.”

“No!” Karl yells glaring at his father. everyone knew that the 4 year old was most likely taking the entire thing seriously when they saw how serious his expression was.

“See, Karl will protect me.” Y/n says while Karl still glares at his father, causing everyone to laugh.

As the night went on they all laughed and enjoyed the night. Yes, Y/n knew she had to get up early and go to her first day at work at the boutique but she disregarded it. She would be fine. She was leaning on Finn’s shoulder listening to John and Arthur bicker about nonsense. Today was perfect

Later that night, Finn was able to convince y/n to stay the night. The boutique being closer to his house convincing her since that meant she’d be able to get in little bit more sleep in. She’d borrowed some of the clothes Ada left to sleep in and woke up early the next morning. Eager for her first day. She didn’t wake Finn, although he did steer awake when she got out of bed. She walked down stair, wearing the dress from the night before and said good morning to everyone before walking out the door.

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Y/n was saddened when she noticed her first work day was over. She enjoyed all of it, the women she met were incredibly kind and she already started to love everything there. She was excited to tell Freddie and Finn all about her day but she decided to go home and change first. She grabbed the first thing she could find which was a soft long sleeve dress.

As she was walking out the door she noticed a small note on the floor that she must have missed as she walked in. Her heart sped up as she read it. Her steps were faster as she walked to where she was hoping everyone was. As she entered #6 Watery Lane, she looked around and only noticed one person missing. Freddie. Polly noticed her slightly panicked state.

“Is everything okay?” Polly asks.

“Where’s Freddie?” She asks.

“He went to grab a bottle of whiskey from the Garrison, why?” Finn answers. Y/n ran out the door and straight for the garrison, as fast as her heals could take her. the contents of the note kept replaying in her head. ‘It was his gun you shot me with, It’s his head.’ As she reached the Garrison she saw Derrick holding a pistol and pointing it at Freddie. Freddie was simply standing there holding onto the bottle of whiskey. Derrick’s finger drew closer and closer to the trigger and without thinking she took off her shoes and ran towards them. right as Derrick was going to shoot y/n threw herself on top of him and a shot rang out.

She was still breathing, she was still on top of Derrick, and she could still hear Freddie call out to her. There was blood dripping from her arms she could feel it. Derrick watched wide eyed. She took the gun from his hands and stood up, her good arm helping her up. She turned to Freddie to make sure he was alright and then walked towards him, disregarding the blood flowing out of the cut on her arm. She could see Thomas, Arthur, John, and Finn making their way toward them. Derrick was still on the ground as he had fallen on top of a piece of sharp rock knocking the air out of him.

“you’re bleeding-“ Freddie starts but is interrupted by y/n hitting him repeatedly with her good arm.

“what the bloody hell was that?” she yells.

“what?” he asks trying to deflect her hits.

“why did you just stand there and do nothing? why didn’t you use your gun? why didn’t you do something?! you could have been shot!” Her voice was wavering as tears flowed down her cheeks, from the pain in her arm or the fear she had felt of nearly losing her brother again, she did not know.

“he’s a kid…”

“He could have killed you!” she yells.

The brothers were now in closer range. Arthur and John were dealing with Derrick, while Thomas and Finn walked toward Freddie and y/n.

“You’re bleeding.” Finn says grabbing her arm causing her to hiss slightly as he applies pressure to stop it from bleeding any more, the bullet luckily only grazed her arm, but it was deep.

Y/n didn’t take her stare off of Freddie.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” Freddie says, beginning to walk away. Y/n didn’t follow him. instead she scoffed loudly and walked into the Garrison, Finn following close behind her. She asked Grace to hand her a bottle of whiskey and a clean rag. She drenched the clean rag in the liquor and wrapped around the cut with the drenched rag tying it with a knot. It was obvious it burned by how her eyes shutting tightly and leaning her head back on the booth she had sat herself at. Freddie had followed them in and tried to take the bottle of whiskey away from her but she pulled it away and glared up at him.

Freddie sighs, “Why are you being so childish?”

“Childish? ChILDiSh?! Fuck you.” She says. Arthur and John were just walking in with Polly, Ada, and Karl, Thomas was sitting across from her, and Finn was next to her.

“Jesus Christ, What happened to you?” Polly asks when she sees the rag that was slowly turning red.

“Nothing, Polly, I’m fine.”

“You’re bleeding, y/n.” Ada says.

“Yes. I know.”

“She took a bullet for me...” Freddie says.

“What?!” Ada and Polly say.

“and she’s taking that as an excuse to act childish.” Freddie mutters.

“YOU stood there. you stood in front of a loaded gun as if you had nothing to lose, Freddie. What if I had done that?... You would have left Karl and Ada alone? Don’t even think of me, but your wife and kid...”

“I’m sorry,” He says sincerely finally seeing how serious it all had been. Finally seeing how badly this could have all ended. And as if her body knew she didn’t have anything left to say, the effect of the adrenaline from her being shot was leaving her body quickly. the graze was deep, but there was no bullet stuck inside of it. Maybe she was exaggerating but her body began to feel slightly weaker than before. She sighed deeply, nodded her head and laid onto Finn.

“She’s losing blood, Let’s get her home so we can stitch her up.” Polly says. Everyone nodded and y/n began to stand up. She could walk but they were slow movement. Finn wrapped his arm around her waist and helped her walk. As they were walking she took a misstep and lost her balance causing her to nearly fall, Finn picked her up, his arm under her knees and one under her back.

“I’ve got you, love.” He whispered, not paying any mind to the blood getting on his shirt. Y/n allowed herself to relax slightly, feeling safe in his hold, she could hear Ada and Freddie behind her murmuring loud enough that she could hear.

“I don’t know how I should feel about that...” Freddie mutters to Ada.

“He’s a good boy and she’s a good girl, I think you should let them be.” Ada murmurs nonchalantly.

“Why is Uncle Finn carrying Aunt Y/n?” Karl asks loudly.

“She’s just tired, Karl.” Freddie reassures him. Y/n smiles into Finn’s chest. Once they got back to the house Finn sat y/n down on the sofa and then went upstairs to change. Freddie took this time to apologize once again. He earned one last scolding but ultimately y/n’s forgiveness which was all he wanted.

Ada was the one to stitch y/n up. Once she was done everyone settled, the sun was barely setting. Freddie, Ada, and Karl left to go home after y/n reassured them over and over that she was fine, and Thomas, John, and Arthur all went back to the Garrison or somewhere else. Polly had gone to her room a little while earlier, so it was only Finn and y/n.

“You’re a bloody idiot.” Finn whispers. He had his arms wrapped around her, her head on his chest.

y/n breathes out a laugh, “maybe...”

“But... you’re my bloody idiot, darling.” He says, She lift her head up slightly and looks at him, he was so close. He nudged her nose with his and then kisses her gently. She sighs into it and kisses him back, her good arm coming up to put her hand on his cheek. The kiss was slow, sweet, and full of passion.

Too caught up in the moment they failed to realize Finn’s older brothers had all returned until Arthur yells, “Make sure to use protection!” while walking up the stairs, Thomas behind him smirking.

Y/n laughed and pulled away, shaking her head and leaning it on Finn’s chin.

He kisses her forehead and says, “Come on, Let’s get some rest.”

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pandoraslove · 2 years

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Hi there Vi! Hope you’re doing well! 😊

I wanted to send in a request, but first I wanted to ask which characters from Peaky Blinders do you write for?

Hi, I’m doing good, thank you !! I really don’t have a preference I do write a lot for Finn but I would do more for Thomas, Arthur, and John, as well for the other characters Polly, Ada, and everyone else like Alfie, Bonnie, Isiah, etc. It’s just hard for me write for them on my own without like a request (Hopefully that makes sense).

So, I write for all of them, but I haven’t written for a lot of them because I lack the Ideas 😅, Definitely send in request, they help so much.

#peaky blinders #arthur shelby #finn shelby #ada thorne #peaky blinder fanfic #john shelby #polly grey #thomas shelby #peaky blinder imagine #tommy shelby

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Omg this is so fun, I’m pretty new to tumblr, so I’m really happy you tagged me 💗.

Last Song I Listened To: Ma Belle Evangeline by Jim Cummings (I really love this song)

Last Show I Watched: The Vampire Diaries

Last Book Series I Read: Throne Of Glass by Sarah J. Maas

What I’m Currently Reading: Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard

Current Obsession: The gym, Peaky Blinders, Bucky Barnes and the rain

Tagging( no pressure ) - @peakyblindersdaily @theshelbyclan @birminghamblinders and anyone else who wants to do this ❤️.

Tag 9 People You Want to Know Better

Thanks for the tag @kpopgirlbtssvt ! 🥰❤️

Last Song I Listened To: The Union (Unplugged) by The Glorious Sons

Last Show I Watched: Lone Star Law

What I’m Watching: nothing atm....I am finishing up The Sopranos though

Last Book Series I Read: it’s not a series...I don’t read novels/typical stories, but the last book I read was The Dalton Boys by David Allin

What I’m Currently Reading: Thunder In The West: The Life and Legends of Billy the Kid by Richard Etulain

Current Obsession(s): Peaky Blinders (if it wasn’t obvious), The Glorious Sons (if that also wasn’t obvious), writing (I hope you’re seeing a pattern here), reading fics, Red Dead Redemption 2, music in general

Tagging (no pressure): @padfootdaredmetoo @strayrockette @shelbydelrey @zablife @notyour-valentine @anotherblinder @anonymooseforever007 @retromafia @madame-wilsonn @cillmequick

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Inseparable

Warnings: Angst, Hurt and Comfort, Fluff?

Word count: 979

You and Finn grew up inseparable. There weren’t many times you were away from each other unless Thomas sent him off to do something. You and your twin were best friends. You’d do anything for each other.

He loved rubbing the fact that he was 15 minutes older in your face, but you always protected him and he protected you. Your older brother, Thomas, spent hours scolding you because you’d gone after Finn when he went on some sort of dangerous task. But this time you were too late.

It was early and Small Heath was eerily quiet. You were on your way home from getting sweets for yourself and the rest of your family as a treat since things have been all around heated. As you walked past a small cafe you over heard some women talking, their words made you stop in your tracks.

“… the youngest Shelby boy was murdered…”

your pace quickened, you decided to check the Garrison first. you rushed in looking around for your brothers, they were no where in sight. Your eyes fell on Isiah. Everyone was watching you, you noticed. every peaky blinder watched you… but with the hats against their chest. Isiah walked towards you and before he could speak you say, “it’s not true, tell me it isn’t.” a desperate plea.

“I’m sorry, He’s gone.” He tried to put his hand on your shoulder but you stepped back and ran out. You kept running until you reached 6 Watery Lane. you ran through the door and searched the rooms, no one was home. you fell to your knees crying, you’ve lost your other half, you twin brother and best friend. You barely had enough strength to walk upstairs, you visión blurry with tears. You walked past your room and straight to Finn’s. Maybe you half expected- hoped he’d be in there. And when you found no one in the room it only made it hurt more. You walked to the bed and clutched on pillow sobbing into it. you had no control of the tears anymore.

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Thomas had no choice but to fake Finn’s death, at least until his threats had be eradicated. He made sure his death was public and at the hands of one of Sabini’s ‘men’, No one would know Finn’s death is fake other than Polly, Micheal, and his siblings. They made sure everything was believable.

Finn’s cause of death was a gun shot wound straight to the heart. there was blood everywhere. everything showed just how dead the Shelby boy was. When Arthur, Thomas, John, and Isiah found him Arthur was the one go pick his body up and take him to the betting shop. Everyone cleared out. And then Finn woke up. Everyone hugged him and told him the next steps. But it was hard to him to pay attention, it was if no one noticed his twin sister was not there.

Before Tommy, Polly, John, and Arthur could continue explaining he interrupted.

“Where’s y/n?” it suddenly dawned on them, had no one told her ?

“fuck…” Polly says after a few seconds.

“what, pol?” Thomas asks, “Where is she?”

“She left before I told her, She doesn’t know it isn’t real.” Horror dawned on everyone’s face. Finn was the first to dart to the house. They all noticed the bag you dropped at the bottom of the stairs. They all went upstairs, your sobbing could be heard from outside the door. Finn peeked through the crack in the door and found you with you knees to your chest on the floor, your back against the bed. you head was tucked into your arms.

Thomas walked in first, Finn behind him. “Y/n ?”

“Go away,” you say. your voice was hoarse surprising everyone. How long had you been crying for ?

“Come on, dove, look up,” He says trying to make you see that Finn was alive and standing in front of you. You lift your head up slowly, you bloodshot eyes coming into view. there was a steady stream of tear still falling from your eyes. It took you a few seconds to notice Finn, but when you do you shot up and hugged him, you tears still didn’t stop though.

you punch his shoulder pulling away slightly, right where the bullet supposedly went.

“What the fuck!” you yelled. your voice was broken.

“it was all a decoy, Aunt Pol was supposed to tell you but you left before she could.” Finn explained.

you stepped away from him and looked at everyone. “so I’ve just cried for the last hundred hours and fried my voice over nothing ?!”

“no, you just showed me how much you love me.” Finn mocks trying to make you smile.

“Fuck off.” you say wiping your tears.

You start walking downstairs when Arthur calls out, “where are you going ?”

“to get my bag of treats that i bought while you all made Finn fake his death.” everyone follows you. “ I went to the Garrison and then here. Where the fuck were you all?”

“First off, watch your mouth, Second, the betting shop,” Thomas says, you’d forgotten to check there...

“I get to say fuck all I want after what you made me go through, Piss off.” you say rolling your eyes sitting at the kitchen table with your bag of chocolates and butterscotch.

“You’d miss me if I actually died.” Finn says sitting next to you picking a candy out of the bag.

“Not anymore since you apparently rise from the fucking dead.” you say cause Thomas to smack the back of your head. You glare up at him slightly, making him smirk. You leaned your head on Finn’s shoulder. Oh, how fucked up you’d be if he were really gone. Not that you’d ever admit it to him, but you’d be a complete mess. One no one would be able to fix.

#peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky fucking blinders #Peaky Blinders #peaky fookin blinders #thomas shelby #Ada Thorne #Arthur Shelby #John Shelby #finn shelby #the garrison #the shelbys #polly grey #polly gray #sister shelby #shelby family #tommy shelby #shelby!reader #shelby!sister

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little violinist

this one is pretty long, but I really like it. It was just something I’ve been thinking about all day. Hope you like it.

Warnings: Fluff

Word count: 1761

Being the youngest Shelby has its perks. Apart from being spoiled rotten and you were also very loved. Arthur, Tommy, and John were all in some way a father figure just as much as your older brothers. Arthur was more nurturing, Tommy was more fatherly in the way that he always gave you advice when it came to school or anything other than boys because the lord knows that he’d murder any boy you even showed signs of liking. John knew how to cheer you up in every situation. Ada and Polly were the best when it came to more feminine things like hair, make up, and style. Finn is your partner in crime and best friend, you two are close since you’re only a year apart.

At the young age of 5, everyone noticed how much you loved music. You’d hum to a song you’d heard and match its pitch with whatever objects you could find. At the age of 6, you stumbled upon a violinist, he was old, well into his 50′s, and playing for money, but the sound he emitted from his instrument was so enticing, you stood and watched him play. You didn’t know how much time had passed as you watched him play, but it was long enough for your family to notice you were no longer with them. They’d found you sitting on the concrete floor, legs criss cross, watching the man play his melodies.

Thomas got you your first violin a few weeks later, right before all of them left to fight in the war. In those four years, you dedicated almost all your free time to playing the violin. It was your escape, you practiced until your finger were numb and only until you perfected every note would you think about stopping, most of the time you’d still continue. Your music was rarely heard, though, Not by Ada or Polly and not even by Finn. Your music was yours and yours alone. You’d leave in the morning with your violin, carry it around school and practice somewhere secluded after school. Or you’d leave after breakfast on the weekends while Polly was busy with the business.

When the boys returned from the war, you weren’t able to spend as much time playing and practicing as you’d like. They became more protective than the last time you’d seen them. The first year they were back, after turning 11, you played in front of them for the first time. It was a simple song called ‘Andantino’. It was one of the first songs you tried to learn and succeeded. It was slow and beautiful. It was the first time any of them had heard you play and to say the least they were stunned. You were 11 and playing beautifully.

That was the only time you’d played for them for a long time. It always made you nervous when others heard you play. you were a little afraid of their judgment. No one ever pushed you to play. When you were 14, you stopped playing for a few months. School was becoming more stressful and it felt like you barely had any time to play. When school ended for the year, you picked your violin back up and worked hard to regain you skill level. You’d go to your Uncle Charlie’s place and go as far out onto the field as you could so no one would hear you play. And if they did it would sound incredibly distant and faint. you tried to maintain the habit even when school started again.

You ended up graduating high school early, at 16, and began to focus on your violin. It wasn’t strange for your family to not see you for the entire day as you’d spend it out practicing and playing.

One day, you decided to go back to the market in which the old man with the violin was at. You had little hope you’d find him there but you did. Still playing the violin. You watched and listened to his music. It was just as beautiful as you remembered. He saw you from afar and beaconed you over when he finished his piece.

“You seem awfully familiar...” He says trying to remember, “The little girl who watched me play for nearly an hour a decade ago?” You smile slightly.

“Yes...”

“Did you ever learn to play?” He asks.

“I did.” He hands his violin to you and gestures for you to play. You took a moment to breathe and decided which song you would be playing. You let your fingers lead you, the memory of each note to lead you. You let everything go and let the music guide you, ‘Gymnopédie No. 1′ was the piece you had decided on playing in that moment. You shut your eyes and played the song by memory, every note was smooth and beautifully played. The music transported you somewhere safe, somewhere warm and comfortable. Once you finished the piece you opened your eyes and found a bigger crowd then the one before watching the man. He was in front of you with an astonished face.

“That was absolutely beautiful, and all of it by memory... my God, you were born to be a violinists.” He says as you hand him back his violin.

“I wouldn’t be here, playing the violin, if it weren’t for me hearing your music 10 years ago, I have you to thank.” You say walking away, but not before leaving a pouch with money inside the hat he was using to collect his earnings.

When you arrived back home you found Thomas, Arthur, John, Ada, Polly, and Finn all in the living room. You were a little happier when you arrived from when you left.

“I heard you gave quite a show today, Y/n.” Thomas says. You look at him a little shocked he’d found out but held a smile on your face nonetheless.

“What? Where?” Ada questions.

“At the market, the old man who was playing the violin 10 years ago still plays there.” You inform them.

“And he let you play? How did he know you played the violin?” John asks.

“Yes. And he recognized me. It felt amazing playing for a crowd. I used to be so afraid of playing in front of people, even you guys but after today, It felt so... magical in a way.” you say.

“maybe you should do it more often then,” Polly says, everyone agrees.

“Maybe, I should...” You say.

“Why don’t you play at the Garrison?” Arthur says.

“That’s a great idea, you can play tomorrow night.” Thomas says.

“The Garrison is a pub, Who the hell goes to a pub to listen to a violinist?” You retort.

“Tomorrow can be a special event, it’s a great idea come on, Y/n.” Arthur tries to convince you.

“It’s an awesome opportunity, y/n. You play really fucking well, everyone would love to hear you.” Finn says.

“And we’ll all be there, so you’ll have more confidence and all our support. you’ll do great.” Ada persuades.

“So, What do you say, Y/n?” Polly says after a while of you contemplating.

“...Fine. I’ll do it, if you all promise to be there.” You say at last.

“Deal.” Thomas says.

That night you decided on which songs you would play. Some were slow and some were fast, but all were just as beautiful. You decided on playing the song you played earlier that day at the market first, then ‘Andantino’, ‘Concerto for Violin in A minor’, Accolay: Violin Concerto No.1 in A minor, a part of Brahms: Violin Concerto in D minor op. 77, Scottish Fantasy Op. 46 and then finish off with ‘Salut d’amour’. You would only play for an hour, that's the amount of time you all agreed on.

The next day when you woke up you decide you wanted to get some practice in, so you went to your uncle Charlie’s yard and practiced until each piece was perfected. You’d played each song probably a hundred times since you’d started playing the violin.

You went home and got ready with Ada and Polly later on. You decided on wearing a simple short sleeve light blue dress that was slightly shorter in the front than in the back. You wore white flat shoes rather than heels. Once you’d fixed your hair and applies a bit of make up, You, Ada, and Polly all walked to the Garrison together, your violin in hand. You were a bit nervous but pushed it all aside. The Garrison wasn’t as rowdy and loud as it usually is. It was more tame. You spotted Thomas, Arthur, John, and Finn seated in a booth. Arthur gesture with his hand for you to go stand on a small platform, While Polly and Ada went to sit with them. You pulled your violin and bow out of the case and stood at the front on the platform Arthur gestured to. Everyone watched as you took a deep breathe, looking towards your family who gave you smiles, encouraging you to start. It didn’t take you long after you started to travel to the place you adored. the place where there was nothing but you and your music. Your cheek rested on the violin, your eyes remained shut and your fingers played the right notes every time. Your eyes were shut but you could see a beautiful field with hundreds if not thousands of flowers, that’s where you were always transported when you played. there was a river not far from where you stood, the sky was a beautiful grey, and the breeze blew on your face.

You only finally opened your eyes when you finished your final piece, it was quiet for a few seconds and it felt as if time had stopped. you received a standing ovation, even from Thomas, Polly, Ada, Finn, Arthur, and John. You smiled and gave everyone a small bow, then walked to the table your family was seated at.

“Would you look at that, Our little sister, might as well become a professional, That was amazing.” John says.

“Thank you, John,”

“That was absolutely beautiful.” Polly says.

“Thanks Aunt Pol,”

By the end of the night, you’d received more compliments than you could handle, it all felt surreal. Maybe you could do this on a real stage in front of thousands one day. Others deserve to feel what you felt when you played, that feeling of everything being healed just by a simple melody.

#peaky fookin blinders #peaky blinder imagine #Peaky Blinders #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky fucking blinders #thomas shelby #Arthur Shelby #Ada Thorne #polly grey #polly gray #finn shelby #shelby sister #Shelby reader #shelby!reader #shelby!sister #the shelbys #John Shelby #the garrison

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Chocolate Cures

you were the quietest out of all your siblings, always observing everyone and everything around you. You were also the hardest one to provoke, both a blessing and a curse. a blessing for Polly who had one less person to worry about getting into fights everyday and a curse for you since your brothers liked to poke and prod at you until you exploded. They’d succeeded only a few times. John and Arthur being the culprits nearly every time. Despite being the youngest and a girl, you fought well enough that you left a tiny mark at least once. They’d both gotten back on your good graces by giving you chocolate.

There’s only been two instances where you’ve lost your temper with someone who wasn’t family. Two years ago with a dumb blonde bimbo who wouldn’t leave Finn alone and started talking about you and spreading rumors, and Now. In this moment, in the Garrison. You were on the verge of exploding and everyone could tell.

It was a slow day, the shop was pretty empty with the exception of you, your brothers, your aunt and sister, and a few of the blinders. Isiah, Finn Best friend, brought a girl with him. Now, that’s not what bothered you. You could care less who he brought around, what bothered you was who this girl was. The dumb blonde bimbo from two years ago was now a brunette. She’s still a dumb bimbo though. That hasn’t changed.

Today was hard enough for you since, you’d gotten into an argument with Thomas about me arguing with the teachers at school- it’s a long story. But the fact was that you’d started the day off on the wrong foot. after your argument with Tommy, you’d gone up to your room and dropped your ceramic jewelry holder and it completely shattered. it was one that you’d gotten from a market years ago and very much liked. And then to make matters worse the floor was still wet from the shower you’d taken earlier leading you to slip and fall onto a large shard of the broken jewelry holder. the piece went into your lower thigh, Ada helped you close it up and wrap the wound but you were still reminded of it nearly every step you took. The odds were just against you today.

It was a little after your usual lunch time, so now you were hungry, annoyed, hurting, and being tempted all at once. The bimbo kept bringing up old fake rumors she thought I didn’t know she started.

“Is it true that you were insane which is why you stopped going to school?” She asks.

“no, I just switched schools.”

“What about that rumor that said you slept with almost every guy in our class?”

“They were all imbeciles why would I want to get with them?”

“Well I’m sure you helping your family murder people is true.” you roll your eyes and clench your fist behind your back, a failed attempt at calming yourself.

“I mean those rumors about you killing your father are pretty convincing.” She says softly only loud enough that Finn and I hear. “Did you murder your mother too? I wouldn’t be surprised if you end up murdering your entire family, your the most psychotic of them all, Isn’t that right, Crazy y/n?” the nickname was what did it for you.

You got up at the same time she did, she was too slow to avoid you grabbing her throat. “say again, Princess?”

“Let go of me.”

“Not so bold now, are we?” I chastise.

“Y/n.” Thomas says from behind me.

“Listen very carefully, keep trying me and you end up just like your uncle, dead in an alley. I wonder who the person behind his murder was. Don’t you, bimbo?” You whispered every word into her ear so only she could hear.

“Y/n, let go of her.” Arthur said from behind you.

Your hand remained around her throat, but you pulled away from her ear. there were tears in her eyes and true fear, her face had gone pale.

“You’re only showing that you really are insane, you bitch.” She breathes out. you laugh at her feeble attempt to hurt you.

“Of course they’re true, I’m a Shelby. You have three seconds to leave.” You let her go and turn your back. You felt her hand on your shoulder and back handed her. you knew what she was going to do. She wanted to prove something. You grabbed her head and brought it down to your knee causing her to fall to the ground.

“Get her the fuck out of my sight.” some of the blinders help her up and lead her out. you sit back down next to Finn.

“That wasn’t very nice, Y/n.” John says trying to annoy you.

“John. You’re next.” You glare at him.

“Will chocolate make you feel better?” He says pulling out a small bar from his jacket pocket. You let out a sigh and take it from him.

“feel better now?” Arthur asks.

“Yes, a lot.”

“Why were you so moody anyways?” John asks.

“Ask your brother.”

“Finn? What did you do?” Arthur asks, narrowing his eyes. Finn puts his hands up in surrender.

“Not that one.”

“Thomas?” John asks.

“Bingo.”

“Thomas. What did you do?” Ada asks.

“Nothing.” He says reading his newspaper and drinking his stupid whiskey.

“He woke me up at the ass crack of dawn and started an argument because I started an argument with a teacher about him grading my test wrong. Three fucking week ago!” you say glaring at Thomas, who was staring at you. John, Arthur, and Finn all start laughing while Ada and Polly shake their heads in amusement.

“It was six a.m.” Thomas justifies.

“I. Don’t. Care. IT’S A SATURDAY.”

“Remind me never to wake her up early on the weekend.” Arthur says.

“If I get you more chocolate, will you forgive me?” Thomas asks.

“Maybe.” He sighs and walks out of the Garrison for chocolate. Ada and Polly laugh at the fact that you have your older brother wrapped around your finger.

A few minutes later he walks in with a bag filled with chocolates.

#shelby!sister #shelby!reader #thomas shelby #tommy shelby #polly grey #Ada Thorne #finn shelby #Arthur Shelby #John Shelby #isiah jesus #Peaky Blinders #peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky fucking blinders #peaky fookin blinders

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hi my love !! i’m not sure where to write requests on here (idk how to properly use tumblr) but i was wondering if i could get an eddie imagine where the reader sings/is a singer but is super shy about their voice, and eddie hears and is like oh MY GOD ?! i’m also a sucker for a good ‘ol friends to lovers trope so if you wanna add that i will cry tears of joy.

thank you btw <3

I love this!! And same I'm still pretty new to Tumblr, but I'm getting more used to it now, still learning a few things on the way to.

Voice of an Angel

Eddie Munson x Reader

Warnings: A little steamy but no smut only making out/kissing, No spoilers, just fluff over all, and not proofread.

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Eddie knew you would be home alone today, since you’ve been counting down the days to finally get some time to yourself without your family. you loved them of course but they were a bit chaotic, your two younger siblings could never go 20 minutes without fighting and your parents never lasted more than 24 hours without arguing, so you suggested they go on a vacation. you were going to have to stay because ‘you had work’, which was completely false, you’d asked for the 3 days off. Eddie had the bright idea to sneak up on you. He got in through the small basement door and walked up to the kitchen.

You were making yourself a sandwich and softly singing to “Running Up That Hill’, One of your all time favorite songs. you’ve never sung around people, you never like being the center of attention and kept mostly to yourself. which is a little strange seeing that you were in l- best friends with one of the most. loudest people in all of Hawkins. It wasn’t all bad though, he could be quiet and calm when he wanted to and to be honest he wasn’t very loud outside of school, only when he was having fun and stuff like that.

The music was softly playing on the side and you were singing along. “I’d be running up that road, Be running up that hill with no problems Say, if I only could I’d make a deal with god and get him to swap our places-” You turned around only to find Eddie leaning against the entry. you let out a small yelp.

“Sorry, princess, didn’t mean to scare you.” he chuckles and pushes himself off the wall, “you never told me you could sing.” you took a bite of your sandwich.

“I don’t like doing it in front of others.�� you tell him, shrugging. “what are you doing here?”

“I could leave if you want.” He says pointing towards the front door.

“No.” you say a little too quickly, “no, you can stay, unless you want to leave, you don’t have to sta- I'm rambling...” You say the last part slightly, He simply grins.

You and Eddie have been friends since he was in the 8th grade, you in the 7th. You graduated the year after he was supposed to, but you stayed good friends. you were more of the shy type, always reading with your knees up to your chest or listening and watching the sky or simply sleeping. either in class or on Eddie or by him. Lunch was always your designated nap time.

“You should sing more often...” Eddie says sitting next to you on your bed.

“I only like to sing when I'm by myself,”

“why?”

“Because it’s a little bit of a coping mechanism, I guess, Whenever I feel vulnerable or alone, I sing, but I also do it when I’m bored.”

“Well, princess, you have the voice of an angel.” He says, looking at you in the eyes. For a second you held the eye contact and then looked down at his lips, only to quickly look back up to his eyes. He’d caught nonetheless and smirks. He takes one of his hands and puts it against your cheek. The only reason you’ve never told him how you felt was because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship.

“You know, y/n,” He says softly, “I don’t miss those little glances you take of my lips when I'm talking or how flustered you sometimes get when I put my arm around your shoulder, The way you look at me...” Your breath hitched as his face got closer. “But you’ve never actually said it.”

“Said what?” He looks at you with an ‘I know you know what I’m talking about’ look, “I don’t want to lose you...” you sigh.

“I don't think that could ever happen,” He says getting on top of you, he had his legs on either side of you, both his hands on the sides of your face making you look up at him. he leaned down and kissed your cheek then your nose, the corner of you mouth, and then finally your lips. your hands grabbed onto his wrists lightly as you kissed him back.

you pull back slightly, “so, you've known this entire time?” You asks slightly out of breath.

“kind of,” He says nudging his nose on yours making you smile a little, “I just wanted to make sure I was right before making any moves, so I asked robin.” He says grinning.

“um excuse me what?” you say completely baffled.

“I told her I liked you and asked her if I was right about you liking me back, princess, that's all, she didn’t tell how much you gossip about me or dream about me either,” He says winking.

“I don’t gossip or dream about you, Munson.” you tell him, narrowing your eyes at him jokingly making him laugh.

“Whatever you say princess.” you roll your eyes.

“So, you like me too?” You asks with the widest grin.

“Yes, I... like... you...too.”He says, kissing you in between each word.

“Good.” You says pulling him into another kiss. Oh, How you’ve dreamt of this moment, although you’d never admit it to him, it would only boost his ego even more. you’d have to thank Robin later.

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x reader #robin buckly #eddie #eddie munson imagine

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Request are open :)

Hey guys! I know I’ve been lacking lately on uploading more of Rumor Had it, but I’m working on it I should have a few more parts out soon! But in the meanwhile if you have any requests, Send them in!

Some fandoms I do are:

Stranger Things, Peaky Blinders, Criminal Minds, TVD and TO, and Marvel, If there are any other characters from another fandom send them in too.

#fanfics #peaky blinder fanfic #eddie munson #Peaky Blinders #stranger things #The originals #imagines #drabble #female writers #peaky blinder imagine #peaky fookin blinders #peaky fucking blinders #John Shelby #sister shelby #shelby family #shelby!reader #shelby!sister

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Rumor Had It

Finn Shelby x Reader (part 4)

Summary: A new job, supportive friends and family, what else could y/n ask for. She’d never thought to look in the shadow until she caught onto his.

She got the job. Y/n got the job! She was as excited as a child on Christmas morning. She received a letter 2 days after she’d applied. Today. She jumped up and down in the comfort of her small living room, then calmed down, then did it again. Freddie had told her that he, Ada, and Karl would all be having dinner with the Shelby family. All of them since Ada of course would go off on who ever dared not to show up. Freddie and Ada both extended the invitation to her, but she’d said no and then Ada threatened her with telling Freddie the incident of nearly a week ago. So in the end she is having dinner with the Shelby family.

Y/n’s last day at the flower shop was yesterday, She honestly wasn’t too sad to leave. She didn’t get along with the owner... too authoritarian.

It was almost noon so y/n made her way to #6 on Watery Lane. She was incredibly happy, she held a small smile on her face, as she day dreamed about the different dresses she’s make, She’d try to make trousers, and skirts, oh how she loved skirts. She tried to control the smile on her face as she walked into the home, there was already commotion. This time John’s wife, Esme, and their kids were here. She walked into the living room and greeted the guys there, then walked into the kitchen where she found Esme, Polly and Ada and greeted them too.

“Wise of you to show up, Y/n.” Ada says with a smirk. she narrows her eyes at her sister-in-law jokingly making her laugh.

“Why don’t you go with Freddie and Finn for a while, we have it handled in here.” Polly says with a smile. She nods and walks back into the living area. Karl was playing with John’s kids in the back yard now, so there was a little less noise in the house. Y/n sat next to Freddie who was currently talking to Tommy about something she wasn’t really paying attention to. She’s was staring off into space thinking about the new job she got.

“Y/n.” Freddie calls out to her.

“hm?” She hums looking up at him, she instantly dropped the smile she had, knowing she’d get interrogated.

“Why are you so giddy?” He asks.

“What ever do you mean, Prince Frederick?” she says, sniffling a small laugh at the end of her sentence.

“That smile on your face, Why is it so bright?” He says narrowing his eyes.

“Am I not allowed to be happy?”

“You were just smiling while you stared at the floor biting you lip, a little suspicious.” John says.

“I bite my lip when I’m distracted so what?”

“So, you weren’t thinking about a boy?” Fred asks.

She scoffs, “ no. ew. no. why- what the fuck?” She chokes up making everyone look at her surprised. “No offense but I don't have to for men in my life, right now I'm focusing on making myself rich.” She says smuggly.

“and how will you accomplish that?” Arthur asks.

“By working hard at the boutique.” She says with a big smile.

“you got the job?” Finn asks. she nods excitedly, as Fred gives her a side hug.

“well, no wonder you were so happy, congratulation y/n.” Thomas says.

“thank you.” She says. Karl walked back into the house and right into her arms. She’s gotten close to her nephew over the past few days. He crawled onto her lap and laid his head on her shoulder. “Are you alright, Karl?” She asks softly.

“mhm. sleepy.” He says quietly. She could feel him growing heavier. She leaned farther back on the couch and allowed the boy to fall asleep.

“How has he fallen asleep so fast?” Arthur asks surprised. He said it a little loudly causing Karl to stir a little and making y/n glare at him. he muttered a small apology while everyone else laughed. She ran a hand up and down his back to help him fall asleep as he was still slightly awake.

“When is your first day, y/n?” Freddie asks.

“in 2 days.”

“Do you need anything? We could help you out a little.”

“I’m fine, Freddie, I have everything I need.”

“Well, tomorrow we are cele-” Freddie begins, only to be cut off by her.

“No.” She says, not in a harsh manner, but a little sternly.

“Why not?” He asks.

“Because, I’m not feeling up to it.” She lied, she always loved her birthday, but having Freddie back and people who look out for her is enough.

“Fine, Dinner?” He asks and she nods.

“What’s tomorrow?” Finn asks.

“Nothing important,” She tells him with a small smile, He eyes her suspiciously.

“The foods ready,” Esme announces and everyone walks into the dining room. Y/n stays behind to lay Karl down on one of the couches, Finn stayed behind as well.

“You know you aren’t a very good liar, you look around a room after telling on subconsciously.” He states, she laughs.

“It’s honestly nothing, just a normal day.” She says.

“It’s your birthday isn’t it?” He asks.

“How’d you know?” She asks surprised.

“context clues.” he grins.

“Don’t say anything, please? It’s not that big of a deal.” She says sincerely, he nods in understanding and they walk to the room everyone else was in. They sit in the only remaining chairs that were left, right next to each other too. she stayed quite listening to everyone else talk and also getting stuck in her head. The last nice, fun birthday she’d had was when she was 5. Her father was still alive, her mother loved her, and Freddie was there too. Her father had given her rose and sunflower seeds to plant, her mother gave her a red bow, and Freddie gave her a sewing kit. Her flowers bloomed but died soon after... since she stopped taking care of them. She used the sewing kit to make more bows for herself. Y/n finished her food and listened to the conversation between the Shelby family absentmindedly. Her leg was shaking under the table and when Finn noticed he nudged her arm softly. She looked up at him in question.

“Everything alright?” he asked softly enough that only she heard. she nodded, but her leg continued to shake. He put his hand on her leg and watched her calm slightly.

She felt his hand on her leg but didn’t make any attempt to move it away. It calmed her in a way. She tried to keep the change in her mood unnoticeable, not wanting to bother anyone.

Freddie eyed the two as he sat next to Ada. He noticed the slight change in y/n’s mood after bringing up her birthday. Even though he said they’d only have dinner, he owed it to her to have something bigger, especially since her last birthday with him was nearly more than a decade ago. He’d mention it to the Shelby’s later.

“So y/n I hear you got the job at the dress boutique?” Polly asks.

y/n nods but not as excitedly as she had earlier. “Uh, yes. I got the letter this morning. I start in 2 days.” She says a bit quietly.

“I’d think you would be more excited.” Ada says, a hint of worry in her words.

“I am, It’s just I'm a little tired is all, the food was delicious, thank you.”

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Arthur asks.

she was beginning to get flushed and a bit overwhelmed. “yeah, yes, I’m fine.” she smiles at him. “just tired and thinking of all the dresses I'll be making.” she tells them.

“Will you make me one?” Ada asks.

“Of course, you know now that I think about it I could open my own dress shop and make dresses.” She says.

“Well, This is just a start to that, that could be your goal in the future.” Freddie says.

“Such a wise man.” Y/n jokes.

“Why, Thank you.” Freddie says with a grin.

“Shush, Princess Fredericka, you’re ruining the moment.” Everyone burst out laughing at the nickname. including Finn and Y/n.

“Wasn’t it Prince Frederick an hour ago?” Freddie asks amused.

“I like Princess Fredericka better.” She says cutely.

“Right, well, Rosie, we shall settle it in the Thorne manner just like when you were younger later. you’re still ticklish aren’t you?” He asks with a huge grin, the old nickname didn’t faze her much, it felt nice being called Rosie again. Y/n Rosie Thorne

“You wouldn’t dare.” She says staring him down.

“We’ll see,” He says, “can you go check on Karl?” He says with a smug grin, changing the topic, But she was more than glad to go check on her darling nephew. He still needed to eat. She got up, forgetting about Finn’s hand, and smiled at him as she walked away. She walked to the couch Karl was on and ran her finger through his hair. He stirred a little before waking up.

“Well, good morning, minx.”

“Morning?” He asks.

“It’s still dinner, you have to eat bud.” she says softly. The four year old reaches his arms up and she picks him up. He rests his head on her shoulder and they walk back to the dining room. She didn’t fail to notice the shadow in the corner of her eye. She was tense, Freddie noticed that as she handed Karl to him. She whispered into his ear, “pass me your gun, don’t ask just don't do it.” she says so softly only he hears. He passes the gun to her discreetly and she excuses herself to the bathroom. His shadow was in the window, so he must’ve been outside. She stepped out and looked around, noticing him about walk away from the house.

“I thought I told you to stay away.” She says sternly.

“You actually thought I would listen?” Derrick asks.

“Did you think I was bluffing? I am Thorne and I keep my word.” She says before shooting him in the leg. She would have shot his dick off but she was feeling a little Merciful today.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He screams in pain.

“I don’t know you tell me.” She says walking back into the house. Of course the gun shot was heard by everyone else other than the shelby’s do to the loud bickering and laughter of the children. She sits back down at the table next to Finn after putting the safety on the gun and tucking it into her boot. Freddie looked towards her and she only smiled.

#peaky blinders #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinder imagine #arthur shelby #thomas shelby #tommy shelby #finn shelby #finn shelby x reader #polly grey #ada thorne #freddie thorne #john shelby #shelby family

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Masterlist

Peaky Blinders

Rumor Had It series- (Finn Shelby x Reader) - part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5

One Shots & Drabbles

One Last Time - Bonnie Gold x Shelby!reader

Chocolate Cures (shelby!sis)

little violinist (shelby!sis)

Inseparable (shelby!sis)

Stranger Things

Voice of an Angel- Eddie Munson x Reader (Mainly Fluff, A little steamy but no smut)

Call of Duty

secret (Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x single mother reader)

Avatar

Best (Neteyam x reader)

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that’s so sweet 🥲❤️ I’m really glad you like it

Rumor Had It

Finn Shelby x Reader (Part 3)

summary: Y/n has a rough family history, not knowing whether to contact her brother after he sends her a letter… Finn helps her out and So does the rest of the Shelby family, Little did she know her brother tied her back to them as well.

She was exhausted. The walk back home felt like it took an eternity. She always forgot to lock the door so it was almost always open. Finn and y/n both walked in the house and they both sat on the couch.

“you really don’t have to stay…” Y/n says.

“what if I want to?” He says.

“Then you are sleeping on the couch.” She says yawning and walking into to the kitchen. she grabbed a glass of water and drank all of it. She walked back out and saw Finn simply laying down on the couch. “I was joking come on.” He follows her to her room and then both lay down. after a while neither of them fell asleep so y/n turned over to face him.

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One Last Time

Bonnie Gold x Shelby reader

Warnings: angst, comfort, death

Summary: y/n loses her lover, but her family will help her recover from it all.

Being a Shelby had it’s perks, you were respected but you were also a target and so were everyone you associated yourself with. You were Finn Shelby’s twin sister, the youngest in the Shelby family. The gem that was protected at all cost. But in a little time of freedom you’d met him. you were both 20.

You’d almost completely lost yourself when he was gone. at first. As a Shelby, you needed to be strong and put on a facade. a mask. Bonnie Gold, also known as y/n Shelby’s lover was found dead with a bullet in his head. You didn’t know how to feel at first, but when you finally came to the conclusion that it was all real, everything came crashing down.

It was an easy day at the shop and you were all just chatting away when the news came in. Bonnie Gold is dead. You didn't know what to do, you wanted to scream and cry and fight. fight the ache in your chest. you stared down at the floor as you listened to the details the man was giving, but you could only hear bits and pieces with the roaring in your head.

“...he was alone...” “...shot in the head...” “...it was quick...” “...we know who did it...” Finn’s arm holding you was the only thing keeping you from falling.

“Where is he?” You ask softly, but it was still heard. Just then two more men walked in holding Bonnie. They’d put a white blanket over him. John and Arthur cleared a table on which they put Bonnie on. You slowly walked to the table, tears streaming down your face. a piece of the fabric was covered in blood. His hand was out from under the blanket, you grabbed it and felt how cold he was. you blinked faster, your knees buckled. You brought his hand up to your lips and kissed it. sobbing for the man you loved. Everything in the room went away and the only thing you could see was his body covered in the white fabric. You climbed up on the table and laid on his chest one more time. One last time.

Your sobs shook your entire body. The only thing anyone could do was watch in silence. There was an endless stream of tears falling down your face. Your arm wrapped around his torso, you felt Polly trying to get you to get away from his body but you shrugged her off. Thomas put a hand on her shoulder and let you stay in the position you were in until you fell asleep from your endless tears a while later.

Arthur picked up your frail body and they all walked to their home. You sniffled in your sleep and whined every once in a while. They’d laid you on the sofa and talked in the kitchen.

“Will she be alright?” Finn asks softly.

“She’ll just need time.” Ada says.

“Just check in on her and talk to her. She needs us now more than ever.” Polly says.

“Arthur looked helpless, felt helpless. John hated seeing his little sister so distraught, Tommy wanted to hold you how he used to when you were a baby. Finn could feel how hurt you were. Ada knew your pain and Polly knew you would get through this. she’d be there the entire way. they all would.

#peaky blinders #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinder imagine #bonnie gold #bonnie #finn shelby #arthur shelby #john shelby #polly grey #ada thorne #sister shelby

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Rumor Had It

Finn Shelby x Reader (Part 3)

summary: Y/n has a rough family history, not knowing whether to contact her brother after he sends her a letter... Finn helps her out and So does the rest of the Shelby family, Little did she know her brother tied her back to them as well.

“you really don’t have to stay...” Y/n says.

“what if I want to?” He says.

“Why’d you help me today?” she asks softly.

“you’re too pretty to die falling in that river.” Finn says turning to look at her as he said it.

“Ha ha. funny.” she whispers.

“why were you there?”

“I used to go there to calm down when I was younger, it was a little prettier back then.” she tells him.

“and you needed to calm down today?”

“I guess.” she sighs, “I think I’m leaving Birmingham.”

“Why?” he asks getting up slightly putting his head on hand.

“I have nothing keeping me here, I might as well leave.”

“To somewhere you don't know anybody?” Finn asks, she stays quiet. “Is staying here really that bad?”

“It’s difficult to explain, Finn. I feel like no one needs me here. like I’m better off leaving.”

“Are you an only child?”

“No, I have an older brother but I don't think he’d care about me.”

“Why not.”

“The last time I say him I was 6. He walk right past me and wouldn’t recognize me.”

“hmm. and you’re mad at hime because of that?”

“I’m mad because he’s had 5 years to contact me. but instead he spent them away from me because my mother told him to, I’ve known for the last 4 years. An entire year after his return.”

“He’s your brother maybe let him explain himself then judge him after that.” she hummed closing her eyes and letting herself fall asleep. she never had trouble sleeping, she loved sleeping. it was an escape for her.

…………………….…………………….…………………….

the next morning Finn woke up before y/n and decided to grab some biscuits and tea from a bakery not far from her apartment. when he came back he set everything down and went to wake her up. He walked in and she was simply laying there watching the ceiling.

“Good morning,” He said, leaning against the door frame.

“Morning.” she replied. “Where’d you go?”

“To get some breakfast it’s on the table, come on.” Y/n was wearing a short night gown she had changed into in the middle of the night. She followed Finn and they both sat on the small table.

“I think I’m going to talk to him...” Y/n said quietly. She took a small bite out of her muffin, as Finn looked at her.

“Who?” He asks.

“Freddie- My brother.” she had stayed up most of the night contemplating whether or not to do it. He’s the only family she has left and she never much liked being lonely.

…………………….…………………….…………………….

It’s been 4 days, 4 days since she sent a letter back stating that if he truly wanted to talk then they should meet today at the river their father used to take them to. She’s been feeling a little less alone the last week, she's been spending time with Finn and Isiah, Polly talked to her the day after then incident and Y/n opened up. Polly comforted the way she wished her own mother had done. That night she stayed for dinner next to Finn and Isiah and saw how the Shelby family truly acted in the walls of their own home. Ada was the only one missing, but she didn’t ask where she’s gone to, since it wasn't any of her business.

Y/n sat with her feet barely of the water, almost touching it.

“Y/n?” She heard him say behind her. She stood up and faced him. He hasn’t changed very much.

“Hi, Freddie.” she says, swallowing the knot in her throat, She didn’t know what to do or say.

“you’re so... grown up now.” he says smiling slightly.

“That’s what usually happens after not seeing someone for 10 years.” She didn’t bother masking her hurt and pain in her voice.

“I’m sorry...” Freddie says, “At first it was just because I didn’t want to put you in any danger and then life just got a hell of a lot more complicated. And then mom... she said it wasn’t worth contacting you, that you’d made your choice to leave the family.”

“...you were my best friend...” she mumbles.

“I fucked up. I’m sorry.” He says putting his hands on her shoulders.

“I’ll only forgive you on one condition...”

“what?” he asks.

“Don’t leave me again. please.” She says into his chest hugging him. His arms wrap around her small frame.

“I, Freddie Thorne, Promise to never abandon you again.” She giggle slightly at his elegant way of saying his promise, but hugged him tighter none the less.

“I have someone I want you to meet.” He says.

“Who?”

“My wife and son.” Freddie led y/n through Watery Lane with his arm around her shoulder. She should of known who his wife was by the time they walked through Polly’s front door.

“Ada meet Y/n, my sister.” He said right when they walked into view of everyone there. And of course to her luck everyone was there, even Thomas, Micheal, and Isiah. she stood there frozen, Freddie noticed her tense state.

“I’m guessing you know what family she belongs to?” He asks with a small reassuring smile.

“that, and I already know all of them...” she says sheepishly.

“How?” He says.

“Thats a long story not one for today or ever for that matter...” she smiles up at him. “now you said you have a son?”

“Karl.” Freddie says and a little boy ran up to him. He had blue eyes but his face was just like Freddie’s also meaning he looked exactly like their father.

“He looks like him.” She says quietly.

“You never said Freddie Thorne was you brother.” Polly says.

“I didn’t think he was your in law. I honestly would have stayed away if I’d known.” They laugh.

“Well I guess now you’re officially a part of this family since you are Ada’s sister in law.” Tommy says.

“Doesn’t Ada have to decide whether she likes me or not? She could hate me for all I know, I would not stay somewhere I am hated.”

“Don’t worry, I like you, You’re a part of this family now.”

“fun.” she says sitting down next to Finn and Isiah.

“Welcome to family, Y/n.” Finn says.

“Why, Thank you, Finnegan.” She says, making Finn roll his eyes. Her and Isiah laughed.

“So, where have you been staying since...” Freddie asks sitting next to Ada with Karl on his lap.

“I got a small place near The Garrison.”

“Mom said you live with a boy.” He said, scowling a little.

“I did, but I dumped him and moved out, He bother me for a while but I threatened to cut his dick off if he didn’t leave me alone.”

“He didn’t call your bluff?” He says in a bit of a jokingly manner.

“who said anything about it being a bluff?”

“I doubt you have the balls to do it.” He says challenging her.

“I wouldn’t mind cutting yours off, I’m more than okay only having Karl as a nephew.” She says staring at him directly in the eyes with a small sinister smile.

“Do you not want anymore nephews or nieces?” Freddie asks changing the subject. She laughs a little.

“I think Ada is more than capable of finding another... sperm donor.” She says leaning back, ada laughed along with polly.

“So unladylike.” Freddie says shaking his head jokingly.

“you’re right I’m not a lady, I am a woman. Why would I ever want to be lady like, it sounds so... imprisoning.” she says with a funny face of disgust. For some reason Karl laughed making her laugh as well. She was leaning her head against Finns shoulder.

“God, I wish I would’ve written sooner.” He says.

“Don’t dwell on the past, it’s not worth it, we’re here now aren’t we?” She says sighing slightly.

“right.” Freddie says.

“I’ve heard that there’s this job opening at a dress shop nearby, I applied earlier today.” y/n tell Finn, but of course everyone was listening.

“What position is it?” Arthur asks.

“I’d be sewing and fixing clothes in the back or Designing dresses, skirts, trousers, stuff like that.”

“You’ve always been good with a needle and thread.” Fred says. She nods.

“Because of that simple skill, I've been able to make clothes last longer.”

“So, you’ll definitely get the job.” Thomas says.

“IF all goes well then yes, but if not I think I’ll leave Birmingham for a while.”

“Leave Birmingham?” Polly asks.

“Maybe... I’m not sure, I’ll always come back but London sounds amazing.”

“You’re staying here.” Freddie and Finn says at the same time.

“You can’t force me to stay.” she sighs.

“I’m your older brother, you’re staying.” he says giving me the hard eye which she hold.

“shush Freddie, you’re weaker than a mouse against a snake, I’ll have you on the ground in seconds.” she says.

“Cocky much.”

“I guess it’s because I’ve got a much bigger one.” everyone laughs at my comeback.

“You and your weird words.” Freddie sighs, “I’m sending you to a convent.”

“Over my hot dead body, you weirdo.” she shrieks loudly, Tommy and Arthur smirk, John laughs, and Polly and Ada watch us bicker in amusement.

“I’m joking, but you’re coming to live with me and Ada.”

“I like my home here thank you very much.”

“you’re alone here.”

“No, I’m not, I’ll be fine, I’ve managed so far.” she say.

“And school?”

“I finished early.”

“how?”

“I got all my work sorted out before leaving, my diploma is under my bed.”

“you didn’t tell us that.” Polly says. She has become a little bit of a maternal figure.

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

“You graduated early... It’s a bit of a big deal. especially in this family.” Tommy says. y/n smiles at them. Freddie watched her interact with everyone, It felt nice being surrounded by them all.

#peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinders #peaky blinder fanfic #finn shelby #finn shelby x reader #tommy shelby #thomas shelby #ada thorne #freddie thorne #john shelby #arthur shelby #polly grey #isiah jesus

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Rumor Had It

Finn Shelby x y/n (Part 2)

Summary: Y/n needed a release, it wasn’t the safest, but Finn was the one to help her make sure she didn’t make any stupid mistake. And his family wasn’t as horrible as they seemed.

it had been two days since y/n ran into the shelby’s, since she’d seen Derrick. Today was her first day off in the last 3 weeks. Y/n planned on staying home, but when hit with an unbearable wave of boredom she decided to walk to the Garrison. It was usually empty at this time, so grace shouldn’t be to busy to chat.

Y/n walked into the Garrison and found Grace cleaning the counter.

“Hello, Grace.” She said standing at the counter.

“Hello, y/n. how are you ?” she says.

“I’ve been good. how about you?”

“i’ve been good to and before i forget I have something to give you.” She says walking towards her purse and pulling out a letter. “He told me to give this to you, he said he was your-“ y/n cut her off as she handed me the letter.

“my brother.” She said. y/n hasn’t talked to him since before he left for the war. he never wrote to her after he left. she tucked the letter in the pocket of her coat. “thank you Grace. Well i am going to go get something to eat, would you like to join me ?”

“sure, why not.” she says and they both walk out the bar. “How long has it been since you’ve spoken to you brother?” She asks reaching a small bakery in small heath.

“nearly 10 years.” y/n tell her, she was 5 almost 6 the last time she saw him. y/n remembers he was her best friend and then he left to the war. after that her mother seemed to hold some sort of feeling toward her, She loved her of course but their days were spent arguing, fighting, or simply just ignoring each other. The last straw was when she decided to no longer go to school so she could work and make money. Her mother of course never agreed with y/n’s decision so she gave her an ultimatum leave and work or stay, work, and give her y/n’s earnings.

y/n ended up leaving that night with only her clothes and the little money she had been saving. that was 8 months ago.

“y/n?” Grace says pulling her out of her thoughts.

“yes? sorry I got distracted.”

“it’s alright, I was just asking if you were going to read the letter.”

“oh, not now. maybe later.” y/n says, she nods taking a sip of her drink. y/n was eating a muffin with coffee.

“We should get going.” she tells her once she finished her food, “I’ll drop you off at the Garrison and go home after.” Grace agrees and they both walk back to the bar.

“You seem a little troubled...” Grace says after a little silence.

“what do you mean?” she asks her.

“Ever since you received the letter, you’ve been quiet and distant. Are you afraid of what he has to say?” Grace asks.

Y/n sighs, “My mother and I didn’t leave off on good terms when I was kicked out obviously, but also when I was kicked out my brother wasn’t around, he still wasn’t in contact with us. The last time I spoke to him I was no older than 6, so I guess you can say I’m afraid of what the letter contains.”

“Well,” Grace begins wrapping an arm around Y/n’s shoulders. “you’ll never know unless you read the letter. why don’t you read it when we get back to The Garrison?” Y/n takes a deep breathe and nods hesitantly.

The rest of the walk back was spent in silence, y/n’s head was running wild with the endless ideas of what was in that letter.

Could it be an ‘I miss my little sister’ letter?

Could it be an ‘I hate my little sister’ letter?

What if it’s a goodbye letter? What if he’s leaving again?

She shook her head slightly in attempt to get rid of all the things bothering and simply focusing on the walk back to The Garrison.

When Grace and y/n walked into The Garrison they walked directly to the empty table in the middle. They both sat down, Grace in front of her. He hands shook slightly as she reached for the letter. She hadn’t even read it yet and she already had tears building up. Y/n was never an emotional person in the sense that she rarely ever allowed herself to cry. There have only been two times she’s ever let herself be that emotional in front of people, When her father died and When her brother left. Y/n swallowed the knot in her throat and slowly opened the letter with shaky hands. she unfolded the piece of paper and began to read.

‘Dear y/n, hello little sister, it’s been a while. I’m pretty sure if I saw you I wouldn’t even recognize you. I’ve come back from the war 4 years ago. Mother told me not to contact you because you had fallen down the wrong path, but so have I. I’ve met this woman, the most beautiful woman ever. It’s taken me a while to realize that I need you in my life, baby sister. Seeing how her brothers protect her makes me think about the things you might need protecting from...’

Y/n clenches her jaw at the statement. It’s a little late now.

‘Although that isn’t the only news I have. Mother fell ill a couple of weeks ago, she passed away on November 3rd. A few months ago, she’s buried next to papa. If you ever want to talk, I’ll always be here for you.

Love,

Your big brother Freddie.’

Y/n set the letter down on the table softly and looked up to the ceiling. She couldn’t sort out her feelings, her chest hurt and so did her head. She tried to stop her intruding thoughts but of course her mind just didn’t allow her to. Grace had left her to finish some work in the back a little before she finished reading the letter, so she was all alone. Y/n got up and grabbed a whiskey bottle from the bar. She walked out taking a swig straight from the bottle and began her journey to river. No, she wasn’t thinking of offing herself. The water calmed her. no matter how disgusting. The pain in her chest hadn’t gone away. Her racing mind hadn’t slowed.

Her mother died hating her. she hadn’t even known she was dead. Her brother needed to see how a brother needs his sister for him to remember he had one of his own. Her mother didn’t want her brother to contact her. maybe she had a good reason.

Y/n had been sitting on the edge for the last 2 hours, the sun was slowly beginning to set. She raised the bottle to the setting sun and chugged the rest of the golden liquid remaining the in the bottle. The bottle that was more than halfway full, now empty. She could barely walk, let alone think. she was walking on the edge of the river when she heard footsteps behind her.

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Finn and Isiah were enjoying the night walking around after work talking about Isiah latest conquest. Y/n wasn’t being stealthy or quiet, so it didn’t take long for them to notice her stumbling on the edge of the river. Her steps were clumsy and she looked exhausted. The boys both stopped in their tracks when they noticed her and watched her for a couple of seconds.

She almost stumbled into the water making her giggle, but it wasn’t the type of giggle filled with happiness or joy.

“Y/n?” Finn calls out softly walking closer to her.

“hmm?” She hums in response.

“Are you alright?” Even though he didn't know the girl she seemed to be in an unstable state and there was no way he would leave her alone. Isiah told Finn he had to leave, leaving Finn and a very drunk y/n alone.

“course, fine.” She says barely making any sense. She was still balancing herself on the edge of the brick wall the separated land and water.

“maybe you should get down, you’ll get hurt.” He says reaching his hand out for her to grab.

“why d’ you care?” She says, “It’s not like you know me.”

“Well, I won’t know you eventually if you fall in the river, now get down from there, y/n.” she sighs dramatically and stumbles off the edge toward Finn. The second he wrapped his arm around her waist to hoist her up, he caught the strong smell of alcohol she had been drinking. “You’re drunk?” he asks, as if it weren’t obvious.

“No, I’m not.” She says narrowing her eyes at him. “I’m fine.” she pushes herself away from him and tries to walk on her own, stumbling and almost falling ever so often. The world started spinning, so she allowed Finn to carry her. “Where are we going?” She asks nearly falling asleep.

“to my house.” Her head shoots up and she tries to get out of his arms, which he allows her to, but one of his arms remain on her back.

“no.” is all she says before y/n begins walking away.

“you can barely take care of yourself and you think I'm going to let you stay alone?”

“you were right I’m drunk, very drunk, I don’t feel seeing your family right now okay? they’ll say I’m a donkey who can't take care of itself.” she explains.

“a donkey?” he repeats slightly confused.

“what? where?” y/n asks drunkingly looking around.

Finn laughs slightly, “Nowhere. come on, you need to rest.” y/n sighs and allows him to lead her. Her head felt heavy, so she let it fall onto Finn’s shoulder. He picked her up once again and walked up the steps to the Shelby home.

Everyone was there, Thomas, Arthur, John, Ada, and Polly. Finn walked into the home carrying the girl so of course it caught everyone’s eye.

“Who’s that?” Polly asks.

“y/n.” Finn simply says setting her down on the couch on the living room.

“What happened to her?” Ada asks.

“I don’t know, I found her by the river, drunk.”

“And you’re surprised by that?” John asks.

“What’s that mean?” y/n says groaning.

“Are you alright?” Ada asks.

“course I am. why am I here?”

“Cause you’re drunk and can barely walk.” Finn says rolling his eyes.

“Not true. I can walk just fine. I need to get home.”

“Won’t it be more trouble if you’re parents walking home like that?” John asks.

“I don’t have any. so it really doesn’t matter.”

“I thought you lived with your mother?” Finn asks. Y/n hated how all the attention was on her. She would still remember this though, she wasn’t the type to forget no matter how drunk she ever got.

“I live alone. my mother kicked me out months ago.”

“Is that why you stopped attending school?” Polly asks. In her drunken state there wasn’t much stopping her from telling them what they wanted to know. She was sitting against the edge of the couch, Finn next to her, his three older brothers across from them and ada and polly sat next to Finn.

“I stopped attending school because I wanted to work.” she explained.

“but now you’re getting drunk.” Thomas says creating his own conclusions.

she let out a laugh, “This is the first time I've gotten drunk to this level, I don’t drink unless I need to let out some stress like any normal person.”

“A normal person doesn’t drink an entire bottle of whiskey.” Finn says.

“so judgmental.” she mumbles.

Arthur and John chuckle, “What was so stressful you had to drink an entire bottle of Whiskey?” John asks.

“Life.”

“Well said.” Arthur says.

“how old are you?” Polly asks.

“...16.”

“how are you still alive after so much alcohol?” John asks.

“A tho- I’m hard to kill.” y/n says. Thomas and Polly both chuckle.

“you should get some rest,” Ada says.

“I’m fine.” she says standing up. “the effects of alcohol never last.” She begins to walk to the door, Finn following her. “I really don’t need a baby-sitter.” She tells him.

“Yes you do, Let’s go.”

#peaky blinder fanfic #finn shelby x reader #finn shelby #tommy shelby #arthur shelby #polly grey #ada thorne #john shelby #peaky blinders

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Rumor Had It

Finn Shelby x reader (part 1)

Summary: Y/n’s first encounter with the Shelby’s wasn’t the best, but it was memorable.

TW- Harassment, Cussing

Everyone knew the peaky blinders, everyone feared them, except her. She was, as everyone in Small Heath would call her, utterly and undeniably insane. Maybe that’s why when the peaky blinders and her met they got along so well.

it was a usual day for y/n, she woke up that morning, got ready for work at a small flower shop, then left her small apartment. it was as small as a public restroom stall, a bit of an exaggeration but you get the point. it was her home. the only thing she could afford as a 16 year old florist. y/n left home at 16 with her now ex boyfriend, they lived together in his parents home for 6 months, 2 months ago, she left him and found her own place seeing that she grew tired of their relationship. he was now her stalker.

y/n was finally getting off work at 6:30 pm. she was walking calmly until the man she dreaded talking to began following her. She rolled her eyes as she heard his footsteps grow close and at a quickened pace. she was barely walking past the garrison when he pushed her up against the side of it. now if it were any other female they would have screamed, shrieked, and been scared out of their wits. but y/n stayed calm looking him in the eyes with a smirk.

“Derrick,” she said calmly keeping eye contact.

“y/n,” he face held a sinister and disgusting grin. he looked awful.

“let me go.” she said sternly but softly.

“no.”

“i’m only telling you one more time, let me fucking go.” she said beginning to lose her temper.

“and i said n-“ before he finished his sentence, y/n had her pocket knife against his throat, his body now pressed against the brick wall.

“I wasn’t fucking asking ya imbecile.” She growled. “i swear if you keep trying to torment me, i’ll cut your fucking dick off. Got it ?” Derrick quickly nodded and ran away. she watched him run off with a little smirk on her lips. that’s the shit her very respectable mother told her never to do. maybe that’s why she was kicked out. it’s not like she cared anyway though.

she sighed and grabbed her small purse that she had dropped and began her walk home again until she spotted 6 people watching from behind her.

“enjoy the show?” she asks not really caring what they had to say.

“I like her.” the older woman in the group says, she seemed very familiar.

“what’s your name ?” the other woman asks, seeming to closely observe her from far away.

“y/n.”

“No last name?” the tallest of the 4 men asks.

“not one that matters,” she looked at him closely, noticing his hat, the same hat the other 3 men wore. “…you are the Shelby’s ?” she asks, not a hint of fear in her voice, only curiosity.

“figured that out did ya.” one of them says, if she was correct the two women were Ada and Polly, the tallest guy who spoke to me is Thomas, Arthur is the oldest looking one, the sarcastic one is John and the one who looked around my age is Finn, He stayed quiet.

“What can I say I’m a genius.” she said turning around. “it was nice meeting you lot but i have places to be.” She walked away and around a corner. Her home being only a few minutes walk away from the garrison.

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“she wasn’t afraid of us.” John said sounding a little surprised.

“who?” Arthur asks.

“y/n the girl from the ally way.”

“She’s not afraid of anything.” Finn says, “ i’ve never talked to her but i’ve heard of her. we used to have a class together and she would always talk back, everyone calls her insane. Rumor had it she was dead which is why she stopped going to school.”

“Insane ? i’d call her brave for the way she dealt with that guy,” Ada says.

“She doesn’t seem t bad.” was all Polly said and then they went there separate ways.

little did they know, it wouldn’t be the last time they see each other.

#peaky blinder imagine #arthur shelby #john shelby #finn shelby #ada thorne #polly grey #thomas shelby #finn shelby x reader

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