There's always more to people than what you can see.
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I speak English and Sarcasm but shhh, don't tell anyone.
Monsters under the Bed - When John tells you a ghost story at night, you’re to scared to sleep on your own, so you run to your favourite brother Tommy x sister reader / one-shot / fluff, comfort Can’t sleep - You can’t sleep, but your big brother, who never sleeps, watches over you Tommy x sister reader / one-shot / fluff Snitch - You’ve accidentally snitched on your brothers and now that Polly is furious, you have to deal with the consequences Shelby’s x sister reader / one-shot / requested / fluff
Mine - When she took a job at the night club, all the second Shelby sister wanted was to be in control of her own life. Unfortunately, her brothers don’t approve Shelby’s x sister reader / one-shot / requested / angst, fluff
The Brains of the Family - Being a Shelby isn’t easy, but at least you know your Aunt Polly will always have your back, just as you will always have hers. This does however land the youngest Shelby into a very dangerous situation Polly x sister reader / one-shot / requested / fluff, angst
Cursed - After Grace’s death, Tommy is still mourning his wife. And when he sees his baby sister wearing her old things, before he can stop himself, he snaps. Tommy x sister reader / one-shot / requested / angst, fluff The matchmaker -You and Alfie strike up a strange sort of friendship, and Alfie is keen for it to become more than that, which leaves Tommy less than pleased Alfie x sister reader / requested / one-shot / humour
Breathe in the air - Being a Shelby sister, it means you have a head for business and know how to handle yourself. Unfortunately, you struggle with asthma, but luckily Arthur is there to protect you always Arthur x sister reader / one-shot / requested / angst and fluff
Castle in the Sky - You’re the daydreaming sibling of the Shelby’s, but when the adventure spills over into real life, it’s not as great as you’d imagined Tommy x sister reader / one-shot / requested / angst and fluff
Happy Birthday! - It’s your birthday! And the Shelby brothers refuse to let another one of their baby sister’s birthday go by without some proper celebrating. Shelby’s x sister reader / one-shot / fluff and general happiness
Bells and Smoke- The youngest Shelby has to be send away to a convent, but you have no intention of conforming to their rules, even if you’ll die in the process Shelby’s x sister reader / one-shot / requested / angst, abuse, neglect, fluff
Haunted - Flashbacks and nightmares terrorise Tommy and he’s desperately searching for the light Tommy Shelby x sister reader / one-shot / requested / hurt and comfort, trauma, angst, fluff
Not Alone - You’ve just gone through a very difficult breakup and feel lonelier than ever. But with the help of Ada’s wise words and some family traditions, you start feeling just a little better Shelby’s x sister reader / one-shot / requested / hurt and comfort, break-up, fluff
Swords and Daggers - When a family meeting is interrupted by your sudden menstrual cramps, your brothers do everything in their power to take care of you Shelby’s x sister reader / one-shot / requested / fluff and comfort
Those Shelby Eyes - After years of pretending to have a family to love you, they actually show up, but not quite like how you imagined it Shelby’s x sister reader / one-shot / requested / angst, abuse warning and some fluff
Remember - You hadn’t seen your family in years, but by pure coincidence, you run into Tommy again, only to find it’s not easy as you thought becoming a Shelby once again Shelby’s x sister reader / one-shot / requested / angst, hurt/comfort and some fluff
Crowning Glory- As the youngest Shelby, you hate your hair, but also dislike strangers touching it. A simple solution is quickly found… Shelby’s x young sister reader / one-shot / just light-hearted fluff and humour
Family Secrets - Polly finally lets slip what the real Shelby curse is and as the youngest Shelby, with a little encouragement from John, you feel obligated to use it to your own advantage Shelby’s x sister reader / one-shot / pure fluff
A Very Shelby Christmas - Christmas is even harder now that you are no longer the youngest Shelby, but Mrs. Solomons, and this year, there is even more tension brewing Alfie x Shelby sister / requested / one-shot / humour
Family First- A major blowout between you and Tommy forces him to take another look at his relationship with Grace Thomas x sister reader / requested / one-shot / angst, hurt/comfort
Control- You’re the youngest Shelby and you can’t be bothered with school. Nothing seems to be motivating you, but luckily Tommy offers a whole new approach to your work Thomas x sister reader / one-shot / fluff and a little motivational
Troublemakers- Once again, you’ve gotten yourself into trouble. But as the youngest Shelby, you have the power of forcing Tommy to let go, just for once Thomas x sister reader / requested / one-shot / humour and fluff
Books - As much as you love your family, you don’t quite fit in. And when things get more difficult at home and at school, it’s getting harder and harder to hide what has been going on John x sister reader / requested / one-shot / angst, hurt/comfort and fluff
Smoke- The youngest Shelby sister is grieving the loss of her brother John and she’s spiralling out of control in the process, but can’t talk about any of it Shelby sis grieving over John / requested / one-shot / angst
Series
War
John x twin sister reader / requested / two-part story / angst, hurt and comfort, fluff
Defiance- When your brothers went off to war, you couldn’t just sit and wait for them: you had to work, so as nurse Shelby, you started nursing in London
Acceptance- After the war, you decide to go back to nursing, but the war still haunts you as much as it haunts your brothers
‘The talk’
Shelby’s x sister reader / requested / two-part story / humour, awkwardness and fluff
Growing Pains - Your brothers believe and fear they can no longer put off having ‘the talk’ with you
Brotherly Discomfort - After ‘the talk’, your brothers are adamant to protect you, but you throw yet another curveball their way.
It creeps up on him, domesticity. It happens so slowly that he doesn’t notice it’s happening at all until he’s holding up a t-shirt fresh out of the dryer, NJPD printed on big, faded letters. It’s not that it’s unusual for him to have something of Danny’s in his wash. With how much Danny ends up staying over, plus his occasional need to borrow one of Danny’s spare shirts after ruining his last one at work, it’s not the first time he’s had to wash the occasional shirt before he returned it.
Only, this time he’s not returning it to Danny. No, this shirt was supposed to be folded and put away in Steve’s t-shirt drawer for Danny to have for the inevitable night that he stayed over. Just like the spare pair of cutoff sweatpants, a couple pair of clean boxers, and some very brightly patterned socks that Steve would never wear. Not even Catherine had kept that much clothing at his place and they had been sleeping together.
It’s not just having the clothing either, it’s the fact that he knows how to do Danny’s laundry. That he switched from Tide to Gain detergent because Danny likes the smell better. That he keeps a box of Captain Crunch in his cupboard and hair product in his bathroom vanity. It’s like a switch being flipped how quickly it all slides into place now. He’s dating Danny.
The idea should terrify him. He’s always been resistant to settling down with someone, never imagined himself to be the kind of guy with the white picket fence and 2.5 kids. He’s just not one for domesticity, he’s always known that deep down. Yet he can’t be upset by the way Danny has completely infiltrated his life. The front door opens and shuts, the noise distracting him from his ruminating, and he knows that the only person that it could be is Danny. He hears Danny call for him and walks out of the laundry room in a daze.
It’s like seeing his house for the first time. There are pictures of him and Danny, him and the kids, there’s even one of the four of them and Mary and Joan all piled around a sand castle they built the last time she came out. There’s a papier-mache statue that Charlie made in art class for fathers day on his bookshelf and a jar of shells that Gracie picked up off his beach ages ago, when she still liked to do things like that. He nearly runs into his chair trying to find more evidence of their cohabitation, absently remembering that Danny was the one who helped him pick out his new furniture set when he decided he wanted to make the house his own.
“There you are,“ Danny says, getting his attention from the kitchen. He’s leaning against the doorframe, giving him an easy smile, and for the first time, Steve admits to himself what the somersaulting in his stomach means. “What do you want for dinner?“ Danny asks him, heading back into the kitchen and he follows, watching as Danny finishes putting away the groceries he bought. When he sees that Danny’s putting everything away in the right place without asking him, he decides to amend his previous revelation.
He’s not dating Danny, he’s married to him.
“Babe?” Danny gets his attention. He looks worried for a second before his face changes into something softer, something more indulgent and fond that sets Steve’s heart racing. It’s a familiar expression of Danny’s and he thinks that maybe he’s starting to understand what it really means.
Emboldened, he steps forward, blocking Danny in against the counter and just standing there. Danny makes no inclination of moving, just quirks an eyebrow up at him in question.
“We’re dating,” he says inelegantly, the confession not scaring him as much as he thought it would.
“Nice of you to finally notice,” Danny chuckles and Steve kisses him.
They next day when he leaves Danny sleeping in bed and sets out a spare toothbrush on the sink, he figures that domesticity isn’t so bad. If it’s with the right person.
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A.N: This is the first time I write something about Luke Alvez and, to be honest, I had so much fun. Maybe I’ll write more stuff involving him… ;)
Terribly terrible, she’s the
villain
One as sweet as caramel, she’s my saint
Think I’m getting butterflies, but it’s really
Something telling me to run away
So this mad little idea got into my head this morning in the shower. This is my first time writing a Throuple so I hope I have done them justice.
Thank you so much to @storiesofsvu for encouraging it.
Mike could tell something was wrong as soon as Joe entered through the apartment. He felt his hackles rise as the atmosphere changed fractionally. He had always been good at intuiting moods, and he barely needed to glance at you to know that you felt it too. His head was bowed as he took off his jacket, hanging it on the coat hook he had installed alongside the door. He refused to meet either of your gazes as he toed off his shoes and headed towards the bedroom closing the door quietly behind him.
There was a pain in Joe, not something physical but something wounded deep down inside, and Mike hated it. He could feel the agony stabbing in his heart, the compulsion to follow Joe into the bedroom and question him relentlessly until he spilled his guts. He forced himself to stay seated on the couch before he tilted his head towards you, his thumb grazing over the curve of your shoulder as he spoke.
“You seen him like this before?”
You were the one with history with Joe, the two of you had been friends throughout your tenure at SVU before you made the switch to Hate Crimes. Although you and Mike had been together a few of years, him and Joe had only struck up an acquaintance when they’d worked a case together. Over the past two years it had become a lot more, the three of you navigating the waters of this relationship.
Mike was happier than he’d been in his entire life, he couldn’t believe he’d found one soulmate, let alone two. He was protective of his tiny family, attuned to the ebbs and flows of the connections between the three of you. He usually saw trouble coming a mile off, diffusing issues before they caused friction but tonight…
He didn’t know this version of Joe, didn’t know how to combat it.
“Something’s got in his head.” You answered, your gaze shifting to the closed bedroom door.
You knew what it looked like when Joe had a bad day, when he was stressed, angry, when he was sad, but this felt different. This felt like he was shutting you both out and it hurt.
“A case?” Mike asked.
He had seen Joe after some truly awful cases. Mike recognised the darkness in his eyes, the anguish. On those nights Mike held him close, his body spooned around the younger man as you caressed his face, peppering it with soft kisses as you whispered the sweetest words. He would fall asleep between the two of you, his fingers entwined with Mike’s on his stomach and his face buried in the curve of your neck.
You shook your head in response to Mike’s question.
“Something else.”
Mike tapped his free hand on this thigh for two beats. He could still feel Joe’s suffering, it was an acute pain that lanced through his chest like a fucking spear, and he couldn’t stand it.
“Fuck it.” He said raising to his feet and heading towards the bedroom tugging you along with him. “We’re not gonna figure it out sitting in here.”
Joe’s holdall was on the bed when you entered the room, the clothes he had jammed into it were spilling out of the top as he tried to force the zipper closed.
“I guess the two of you can’t take a hint.” He mumbled, slinging the bag over his shoulder before tilting his head up to look at you. His eyes were red rimmed, he looked exhausted, wrung out.
“You’re leaving?” You heard the way your voice broke as you took a step forward towards him.
“Look.” He said standing before you both. “I…”
He trailed off, his lips pressing together in a grim line.
Mike was already in front of him, his touch tender as he clasped Joe’s jaw lightly so that the other man was looking into his eyes.
“You don’t think we love you.” Mike deduced, his thumb ghosting along the line of stubble that marred Joe’s cheek. “That we don’t care about you. That’s not true mi amor,” There was a fierceness in his voice as he continued, an honesty that wrenched at your soul. “I have spent my whole life on my own and now I have been fortunate to find two people who I would give my life for, who I would kill for, who I love without any reservations, and you are one of them Jose. Never doubt how deeply I feel for you.”
“You mean the world to us Joe.” You told him, your cheek pressing into his back as you wrapped your arms around his waist holding him close. “I love you so much it scares me sometimes. When I think about how happy you make me, how happy you make Mike… I feel like my heart is full you know? Like it’s going to burst right out of my chest.”
You laughed into the fabric of his shirt.
“It sounds as cheesy as shit but that’s how I feel and I’m sorry if I haven’t been more open about it.” You told him. “I’m not great at articulating how I feel.”
“Mi amor. She’s terrible.” Mike told Joe, his lips twitching up into a small smile. “It took me years to figure out she wanted to sleep with me.”
Joe drew away from you both before taking a seat on the edge of the bed and rubbing his palms over his weary features. You sank down onto the mattress beside him, your hand clasping his knee gently, your thumb tracing the indentation. Mike took up residence on the opposite side, his fingers entwining with Joe’s.
“It’s just been such a shitty day.” he told you, pinching the bridge of his nose. “It’s my dad’s anniversary and after all this time he still gets in my head. It’s like he’s somewhere deep inside of me, telling me I’m not good enough, still beating me down.”
Mike’s jaw tightened. You had both seen the scars on Joe’s back from the belt his father had used. You’d heard the story of the night he had almost killed him, and it cut so fucking deep. If that man was live, the two of you would have murdered him for the emotional and physical hell he had rained down on his son.
“You should have told us.” You murmured, your cheek coming to rest in Joe’s arm. He tilted his head towards you, his lips brushing gently over your hairline.
“I know.” He uttered, sighing into your hair. “I thought I could handle it.”
Mike’s grip on Joe’s hand tightened.
“You have us now.” He reminded the other man. “You don’t have to handle anything alone.”
Aching Soul- There is a difference between Viscount Bridgerton and Anthony Bridgerton. One is a Rake. The other is a man, broken by his father’s death, who has never really been able to be just Anthony. Y/N knows the feeling all too well
A Long, Long Time - Y/N has waited a long, long time for Anthony Bridgerton to finally decide to get married. But by the time he finally decides to find a wife, Y/N has run out of time and Anthony is suddenly faced with losing her to someone else.
Free Falling - sometimes the only solution is to swoon into the arms of your childhood best friend
It’s a Bad Idea, Me and You - Y/N was ready to give her entire heart to Anthony Bridgerton. Only for him to shove her aside in favour for Sienna Russo. But, now, Sienna is gone and despite what Y/N keeps telling herself - Anthony truly does own her heart.
Lover - To love a viscount is to be at the mercy of the ton at every ball and gathering - especially one Cressida Cowper. Sometimes, it really does feel like you’re going to your execution.
Benedict Bridgerton
City of Stars- Eloise Bridgerton does not know when to keep her nose out of her friends business. Especially when that business involves pining over her brother - one that Eloise knows for a fact loves her back. If only they weren’t completely oblivious idiots.
She’s a Lady - Y/N isn’t considered a proper ‘lady’ by members of the ton yet one Benedict Bridgerton would disagree with them all. Even if she did swoon into his arms.
Show Me Love - Every time Benedict is alone, Y/N appears. Every time Benedict looks away, Y/N disappears. All Benedict wants to do is draw her in person and not from memory.
Sleeping Beauty - Painting the woman of his dreams feels like a fairytale
Colin Bridgerton
Alone Together - He set eyes upon her in the year of 1814 but it wasn’t until 1819 that Colin Bridgerton finally got the chance to win over Y/N Y/L/N
It’s a Love Story- Y/N has loved Colin since they were children but it was one-sided. She was content to stand aside and watch Colin move on without her. Until Marina.
Its My Life - Colin Bridgerton has watched from afar at every ball and soiree as Y/N danced with many a suitor, never having the confidence to make a move himself. But when Y/N ends up in an arranged marriage at the hands of her father, Colin decides to finally make his feelings known. And whilst many marriages in London high society were business deals between husbands and fathers, Y/N is determined hers will not follow the same route. It’s her life, after all.
Oh God, it’s You - Y/N has been in love with Colin Bridgerton for years. The year she makes her debut, however, Marina Thompson appears and Y/N has to watch as her one true love is stolen away.
Orion and Pleiades- Colin paused and turned to look at her. “If you turned into a star, dear Y/N/N, I would follow you no matter where you went.“
So This Is Love - Eloise was not the best matchmaker. Yet, there’s just something about Y/N and Colin that means she just has to try.
The One That Got Away - Colin loved her. Yet, she was destined to be the one that got away… until the night of the Dartford ball.
When the Bell Tolls - Grief hits at the most unexpected times in the most unexpected ways. It’s all about learning to ride the wave to the other side.
Your Song,part 2 - Being in love with Colin Bridgerton is hard when the man keeps running off to different continents for months at a time. But the letters he writes and the songs he sends keep the romance alive.
Bridgerton!sis
All the Stars - alive for 19 years, without a father for 11. Sometimes it’s hard growing older and not knowing what they’d think of you.
Artemis and Apollo - There are days when her brothers drive her absolutely mad. But then there are days where Y/N is incredibly grateful for them.
Blue Complexion - Anthony’s brooding and Y/N demands to know why. The why just happens to involve her and an unwanted marriage proposal.
Brother Knows Best - Anthony has, finally, put lord berbrooke in his place and allowed his sister to control her own life. except, lord Berbrooke is determined to marry a Bridgerton… even if it isn’t Daphne
Defying Death (Apparently) - When it comes to his siblings being ill, Anthony is the worst mother hen of them all.
It’s a Bugs Life - Gregory and bugs and the antics his older sister somehow manages to get into to support his weird hobby.
Just Keep Breathing, Darling - panic attacks are a bitch but are ever so slightly easier with two older brothers around
Ope There Goes Gravity - Y/N Bridgerton was not in the gardens at the Trowbridge Ball. She had no idea of what transpired. Yet, somehow, she ends up in the middle of a duel, in an empty park, at dawn. And it’s all Daphne’s fault
Reluctant Caretaker - having three younger siblings often meant Y/N was put in charge of looking after them. But sometimes her older siblings need some help too. Eight times Y/N did Anthony’s job for him and one time he became her father
Slipping Through My Fingers - One more child makes their debut into the world and suddenly, all Y/N wants to do is freeze time.
Spinster - Love isn’t for everyone. Sometimes, borrowing your brother’s children and being content with becoming a spinster is all anyone needs.
Summer of '16 - the summer of 1816 was one of the best and worst of Y/N Bridgerton’s life
Info: Thomas Shelby has been the sole carer for his baby sister since he returned from the war, meaning that he has always been overly protective of her. At age 16, she tries to be more independent without the help of her brothers but when she gets attacked one night, she ends up pregnant and when her brother finds out, he doesn’t realize that it wasn’t by choice, and regrets it when Polly tells him the bad news.
Season: 1
Pairing: Tommy Shelby x sister reader, Shelby clan x sister reader
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.
Last comment same thing. Sorry to the next person who sees this. I just can’t risk it. I have things I need to do before my life becomes hell. Lol
man i fucking hate yall who tf put this up knowing damn well we all gonna reblog it im heated im really sick af bout this
I don’t play that shit lol sorry
WHyyyy
Sorry everyone
If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only
Shiddd
this post followed me to Facebook and im sooo annoyed!
It’s been a MINUTE since I’ve seen Madame Zeroni, fr fr
I HATE TUMBLR FKKKK SAKES
LMAOOOO
Not tryna fuck up any of my planetary Returns~
One time I didn’t and I was broke for like a month but the next time I seen it I rebloged it and a bitch just got 500 out the blue and a 20 gift card
Summary: - F/Reader is the daughter of Arthur Shelby. Isaiah and Reader start to date in secret.
Y/N’S POV:
Being the daughter of a Peaky Blinder has its’ advantages. For example, as I got to go to the best schools, get to go to the best restaurants and the best boutiques. My family were scared and respected all over the United Kingdon.
The disadvantages of being a daughter of a Peaky Blinder was that no one wants to date you. I couldn’t go anywhere without an escort. No one dared to flirt with me because if they did, they would have to deal with my father.
The one and only Arthur Shelby is my father. The famous Peaky Blinder that cut first, ask questions later. The one who was hot headed.
Then my Uncles would come along behind their brother and do anything to protect my honour.
