#john shelby lockscreen

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Idk, do u guys watch peaky blinders?

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Wallpaper/lockscreen Peaky Blinders

Pedido para/request to: @dearmary-s

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The peaky fooking blinders

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thomas fookin shelby

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hello there! i was so happy to discover that we are now 300 on here! it really feels unreal, but i'm truly grateful for each and everyone of you ♡ to thank you, i created a prompt list on which you can pick up to 3 prompts and send it with the character you would like me to write for (there is a list as well of who i can write for) i'm used to writing one shot with a female reader but do not hesitate to mention if you would rather have a gender neutral or male reader! i can write fluff, angst and smut, however you have to be 18+ to ask for this last one! once again i really want to thank you all, for the love you guys send to the things i create, the likes, the reblogs, the comments, etc. hope you enjoy ♡

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hp:

george weasley

fred weasley

oliver wood

theo nott

ginny weasley

sirius black

remus lupin

james potter

marlene mckinnon

lily evans

mcu:

bucky barnes

steve rogers

sam wilson

matt murdock

frank castle

steven grant

marc spector

pietro maximoff

wanda maximoff

yelena belova

natasha romanoff

scott lang

peter parker

peaky blinders:

finn shelby

michael gray

john shelby

tommy shelby

ada shelby

alfie solomons

lizzie stark

twd:

daryl dixon

rick grimes

alden

glenn rhee

maggie rhee

michonne

rosita espinosa

tara chambler

enid

star wars:

obi-wan kenobi

poe dameron

anakin skywalker

pedro pascal characters:

din djarin

frankie morales/catfish

javier pena

stranger things:

jim hopper

steve harrington

robin buckley

5sos

calum hood

luke hemmings

ashton irwin

michael clifford

bridgerton:

benedict bridgerton

anthony bridgerton

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“It’s not like I married him on purpose, you know?”

"You can't just come back into my life whenever you feel like it. It doesn't work that way."

"We shouldn't have done this... it was a mistake."

“If I told you, you’d hate me forever.” 

“Yeah, okay, so the car is totally crashed. But what are we gonna do about the goat?” 

"Please, just look at me."

“I know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but… you need to know something.”

"Oh, good, you’re here! Hold this."

"I said it first. It’s mine."

“Put the gun down, dearest. I have news!”

"What are you reading?"

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?"

"Congratulations! You’ll get to meet my highly dysfunctional family for Christmas."

"It’s scary to bring a child into this horrible, horrible world."

“I love you! No time to explain – gotta go.”

“Oh man, I’ve had the worst day ever.”

"Tell me it's not true. Please." "I did warn you not to trust me."

"You looked like you needed a hug."

"I really thought I could trust you, that you would be better than all of them... turns out you're even worse."

"Is there a particular reason why you are... naked?"

"The silent treatment? Really?"

“Forgive me if I’m misreading things, but do you want to make out?”

"I don't like this."

"I know how it looks, but it's not what you think!"

"I dare you!"

"You have something in your hair, umm... Do you want me to get it out?"

"Put some clothes on for the love of God." "Is that my shirt?"

"Why is Santa looking at us like that?"

"I can go anywhere I want... just not home."

"I swear if you go out of that door right now, you better never come back."

"Go ahead and leave then, just like everybody else did."

"Please come home."

"I think I'm in love with you and it's terrifying."

"Were you watching porn?"

"What would you say if I brought back home a duck?" "Y/N... what have you done?" "Meet Buffy... the Quacker Slayer."

"Put a baby in me."

"Why is it so hard to let you go?"

"Have we met before?"

"Do you have a picture of me as your lockscreen?"

"Let's run away."

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so if anyone can find me a picture of joe cole/john shelby big enough for my phone and doesn't have fuckin GETTYIMAGES on i would deeply approve pls and thank u

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Michael Gray-Attached

Requested ages AGES ago by @gypsystuf, I’m so sorry, I think this was one of the first request I got with the prompt list. I just got really tired of writting about Michael, I’m so so SO SO sorry again😭😭😭 Also, you asked for three prompts; but I just got this idea with two of them and I thought you might like it, so I didn’t use one of them. I hope you like it, anyway, I’m sorry!!

Plot: there isn’t much to say, just a cute rotten fluff day with the Shelby family

Kind of modern AU

There was one thing everyone that met Michael Gray learnt about him when it came to you in particular. He was 9 times out of 10 they would see him physically attached to you; by the hand, waist, shoulders or arm. Honestly, he could be holding just your middle finger. It didn’t matter, he was always holding you in some sort of way and you certainly didn’t mind at all.

You had never rejected or complained over his… clingy attitude. At the beginning of your relationship, it was weird, sure. He had a small frown on his face whenever you were five feet apart from him, and instantly relaxed when he got to hold you. Nothing he did was predatory or creepy, or uncomfortable for you; it was almost child like and adorable at first, and you enjoyed the contact of his skin every time.

That day, you had been sitting on one of the large sofas of the Shelby’s house, your feet on the coffee table in front of you, and your eyes scanning the incoming email that your phone was showing you. It was Sunday, and you weren’t supposed to work; instead, you were supposed to have a family lunch with the Shelbys.

You were so focused on your phone that didn’t notice Michael entering the room looking for you, neither him clocking onto you and start walking your way. You only noticed his presence when he flopped down on the sofa, his legs sprawled out and his head resting against your hip, an arm coming around to hold you around the breadth of them.

“Baby?” you started, looking down to your boyfriend. His cheek was smashed against your hip, one his hand resting on your stomach and his thumb moving up and down.

“Hm?” he mumbled, and moved his head up and down. Just as if he was talking to you telepathically, you dropped one of your hands and ran it through his hair.

“Weren’t you supposed to be helping Tommy?”

“He can do it himself” he said, nearly closing his eyes. “I wanted to be with you. What are you doing?”

“Oh, reading an important email of work”

You closed the app and smiled at your lockscreen, a picture of Michael on the beach looking at nothing but holding your hand. If you had a bad day, that photo could cheer you in a second. Before you could turn off your phone and turn your attention to your needy boyfriend, he caught you wrist and lowered it down.

Michael took the phone between his bigger hands, and worked your password easily. Immediately, the photo appeared in front of him, and he let out a soft laugh.

“Am I your lockscreen?” he raised a brow, and looked up to you.

“Well, yes” you shrugged. Suddenly, you felt a bit embarrassing about the situation. You hadn’t even asked for his permission about taking the photo, you didn’t know if he wanted you everyone to see it and, as ridiculous as it sounded, you felt stupid. Because you knew he wouldn’t do anything like that. “Any problem with that?”

“I just think it’s cute” he smirked, watching you blush. He pushed his head further into your hip and closed his eyes. “I think you’re cute.”

“Shut up, Michael”

He laughed against your hip, his hot breath hitting the skin that had been exposed of your hip. Gladly and any other time, you would had let him sleep. He had problems at night, nightmares and insomnia that kept him awake; so, in the morning, you tried to be as quiet as possible while you got out of bed and he was sleeping. Getting out of his grip was hard, and sometimes he woke up, but you had learnt how to do it with time. Time, as the year and a half that you had been dating.

You ran your fingers up and down his scalp, listening to his soft grunts and indications of where he wanted you the more. When he was satisfied, he gripped your hand and took it to his mouth, leaving there a kiss before taking it with him to his original position.

“Baby, your mum is gonna be mad” you sighed. “Food will be ready soon, she will call us in no time.”

“She can wait” he argued. “I want to cuddle now, Y/N. Been away all morning.”

“You’ll have plenty of time for that at night”

“But I want now”

For people who had heard or known Michael, he was the stone of the Blinders; with a steady mind, always with a plan or a solution and in favour of speaking, as long as everyone was calm. As soon as something got out of the way, Michael was the first one to take his gun and shoot between the eyes. But with you, with you Michael Gray was different. He was not only sweeter, nicer and a total cinnamon roll, but also a gentleman with a kid heart.

Pulling your hand out of his as a way of scolding, you raised your brow.

“Michael Gray, you either get up now or you’re not touching me for the rest of the day.”

“Babe, that’s-“

“Now”

“Wow, mate” loud laughs were suddenly heard in the living room, the full gang had just walked there and were looking at the two of you with curious and mockful gazes. “She has you taken by the balls, right?”

It was not really often that the Shelbys mocked you or Michael for your wish of being affectionate with each other. Actually, neither of them had the balls to do it in front of Polly, who had thrown potatoes to some of them one time. But they liked to mess with Michael, and they didn’t miss an opportunity to do so when she wasn’t around.

Depending of Michael’s mood, sometimes he got up quickly and started arguing with them, pink covering his face as he denied everything and became aggressive. Other times, however, he was too tired of their bullishit and just rolled his eyes and turned around. That time was one of the second.

“Fuck off” Michael groaned, covering his eyes with his hands.

“Is there any space left for us?” John teased, and walked closer. In a second, he was on top of Michael while the both of you complained.

“What the hell, man?!” Michael shouted as the rest of them laughed. “Get off! You’re heavy!”

“You calling me fat?” John faked indignation.

“Get off, John!” you complained.

Michael tried to push John off the couch, which only made them move even more and you felt more and more trapped under them. Still, you were having a good time. You heard faint steps and, next thing you knew, you were being crushed into a family hug with Michael, John, Finn and Arthur. Tommy stood on the door, smoking a cigarrete and smiling at the family sight.

“You’re all idiots!” Michael screamed, his face somehow pressed against your left breast. “And fat! Fat as fuck, I can’t breathe!”

“Not all of us have a girlfriend who cooks us good things” Arthur replied, laying peacefully under a mass of squirming bodies. He pressed his elbow against Finn’s stomach, making him growl and kick John’s groin with his knee.

They started shouting at each other, not caring about the language. John and Arthur started to hit each other with arms and legs, Finn in between trying to break them apart but receiving every kick. Meanwhile, Michael started to shout at them to stop arguing and fighting, that you were under all of them; against their indifference, he got in the fight too.

So, you found yourself with four fighting Shelbys on top of you. The situation was almost comical, if it wasn’t because you wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. Your saviour should had heard you, as Polly and Ada appeared in the door with happy smiles and carrying with them the wonderful smell of the lunch.

Tommy tried to warn their brothers to stop fighting, but he couldn’t be heard with all the shouts. Polly’s eyes landed on you and her face became as red as the couch; she ran with Ada behind her and threw the four men off you. You sat up and took a deep breath while they kept fighting in the ground, in a ball of punches and kicks. Ada sat with you and checked that you were okay, while Polly broke the guys apart.

“You’re all idiots! Idiots!” she screamed as she dragged John and Arthur by their ears. “I leave you alone, what, five minutes, and what do I find?! Poor Y/N crushed under your four fat asses!”

“John started it” Finn whined, watching as Polly walked towards him.

“Do I look as someone who cares?! All of you, to the table! And no dessert for any of you barbarians!”

You helped Michael up, and Polly and Ada took the guys to the kitchen, Tommy following behind with the cigarrete still on his lips. Your boyfriend straightened his clothes, muttering under hit breath all the time.

Finally, he looked up to you and did a quick checking for any inch of pain or discomfort in your body. He could take the weight of the boys, but he feared you might had been hurt. Once he decided you were fine, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close to his body. His head rested on your shoulder, and yours on his chest. Slowly, he laced on of his hands with your, and a smile made its way up to his face.

“I’m sorry” he whispered, the voices of his family in the background.

“It’s not your fault” you reassured him. “Besides, I’m fine baby. Don’t have to worry about it.”

“Yeah, well, you might have not been” he sighed. “They’re brutes, I swear. And if I hadn’t been in between, they might have crushed you and not care at all. Damn, they-“

“Hey, you were there too, you’ve said it. Everything was gonna be just fine” you rubbed your head against his chest, as a kitten. “I’ve never felt safer than I do in your arms”

“Love you too, Y/N” Michael kissed your temple. “So, so much.”

You heard Polly calling you two from the kitchen, John already complaining about the food. Not wanting to make her wait any longer, you started walking. Michael went behind you; not before taking your little finger on his own and gripping it tightly, gifting you with a sweet smile.

“Am I your lockscreen?” & “I’ve never feel safer than I do in your arms.” From my prompt list Angst and Fluff

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