Peaky Blinders Imagines

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I just wanted to apologize for being away so long. I forgot the password to this account and I’ve only just now recovered it. I’m in complete shock to have left to 83 followers and returned to 603. I love all of you so much. I have six drafts in the works and they’ll be up as soon as I get the chance.

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Hi dear I was wondering if you could give me a shout out. I write for several fandoms such as Peaky Blinders, Gotham and Supernatural. Thank you and keep it up xxx

Hey, love. I’ve been sort of inactive for some months now so I apologize for having just seen this, but of course.  Everyone, please give a follow to this lovely right here.

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— skam links (:

OFFICIAL PAGE ♥

English subtitles

Google drive:

Season one | Season two | Season two p2 | Season three | Season three op 2

( Credits: X | Shametv )

How to fix the Google Drive problem ?

Another options:

Season three |

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Prompts #2 and #20. Isaiah or Michael fluff.

I’m a little backed up but It’s in my queue.

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I don't know if the prompt asking is still up but if it is, can I have 11 & 29 with Tommy? Like, he's spairiling out and Arthur goes to get the reader cause she's the one thing that calms him down (even tho they are fighting at the moment cause you know, Tommy made a stupid move with Lizzie just to prove a bloody point and didn't think his girlfriend would care - stupid, as we know. Thanks!

I’ll get on it as soon as I can. I’m a little backed up right now but I’ll let you know when it’s up.

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Does anybody else get this thing where they have a new idea for a story except that its not really a whole idea? Just like, a picture or a scene from a movie unfolding in front of you? Only its so clear, so sharp and strong that you know its going to be a story. It burns inside you, making you replay it again and again, from a new angle each time because you want to know, need to know, how this fits in a narrative.

Like, you see the characters and how they look, you know the setting, you know the motivations (but not the context), and every minute detail and nuance of expression or shadows or well, everything. 

You even know what sounds the characters can hear, what sensations they are feeling. You know what music would be playing if this was really a movie. 

You just… don’t know how it fits into a plot yet.

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does anyone know where i can watch skam

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Best Friends [Michael Gray]

[NOT MY GIF]

REQUEST: If you’re still doing the prompts, can I request #28 “Oh my god. You’re in love with y/n!” #19 “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.” #23 “I don’t wanna think about what I’d be like without you.” With Michael, where you’re best friends and then end up together in the end. Thanks, you’re the greatest! :)

[You’re the greatest for giving me something to do with my bland life. Thanks for requesting]

WARNINGS: Cute af. Tension. Tears. My shit writing.

As soon as Michael had come back to town, you had immediately felt something drawing you to him. He was handsome, sweet, and when the two of you talked to each other, you spoke so easily as if you had known each other all your lives. It wasn’t long before you became friends.

Over the years, you grew closer and closer, and everyone around you saw that there was something more between the two of you than just best friends. It was something in the way Michael looked at you, or how close you stood and the way you leaned into each other when you laughed. 

It was only clear to Michael’s mother when you had been dancing at the Garrison with someone you hardly knew and Michael had watched you two with a clear look of jealousy written on his face. 

Her brows furrowed. “Now, what’s the matter with you?” 

“Nothing.” He had replied stifly, Polly laughing at him and continuing to nurse her drink. “What?” Michael asked.

“Oh my God,” Polly scoffed with a smile. “It’s quite obvious, love. You’re in love with Y/N!” 

He looked back to you with a sad look on his face. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Polly placed a hand on his shoulder. “Believe me, son.” She whispered. “I do.”

It had been weeks since that night, and Michael couldn’t get you out of his head. His mothers words had got him thinking, it got him thinking about everything you did and how you did it in a way that he absolutely adored. It made him realise that maybe Pol wasn’t far off at all, and that scared him.

You had noticed Michael’s attempts to distance himself from you, he had been acting strange for so long and it began to bother you more and more.

You came to work one day soaking wet from the heavy rain outside Tommy’s office, stopping outside Michael’s office. You cleared your throat, your best friends eyes moving to you briefly before they focused back on his work.

“Tommy had to handle some business. He won’t be here today.” He explained with an uninterested tone in his voice.

“Is that it?” You shrugged, hoping he would actually talk to you for once.

“Maybe try harder to dry off before you come in.” He flipped through the papers, still not giving you a second look. 

“Wow,” You scoffed, biting back tears as you made your way to your desk down the hall. “You sure know how to treat a lady, Michael. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re trying to seduce me.” Your words were filled with sarcasm and hurt.

“It’s a good thing you know better than!” Michael called after you. 

You set your stuff angrily on the desk, folding your arms and attempting to contain yourself but failed as you stomped down the hall and back to his office. 

“What the hell is the matter with you?” You inquired. “Tell me what I’ve  done to deserve being treated like this by someone who is supposed to be my friend.”

“There’s nothing the matter.” He sighed, taking a deep breath. “Just get out, Y/N.”

“Well there must be if you’re treating me this way.” He remained silent. “I’m not leaving until we settle this so get talking, Michael.” You folded your arms.

Michael finally met your eyes, glaring at you in annoyance. “Do you always have to be so damn stubborn?”

“When it comes to you,” You raised an eyebrow. “I’ve found you only listen to me when I’m stubborn.”

“Can’t we just drop this please?” He stood, rounding his desk and leaning against the front of it.

“Stop that.” You teared up again, rushing to stand in front of him and taking his face in your hands as he tried to look away from you. “I don’t know what I’ve done to make you angry with me but I’ll fix it. Just stop pushing me away.”

Michael frowned sadly at the soft way you spoke and how the tears fell from your eyes. He felt like a horrible person for pushing you away because he was afraid of his own feelings. He cupped your face in his hands, brushing away your tears with the pad of his thumb. “Don’t cry. I’m sorry.” You whimpered slightly as he pressed his lips to your forehead. “I’m sorry.” He whispered again, pulling away to look you in the eyes. “You didn’t do anything, I’m just an arse, alright?”

You sniffled slightly, your nose brushing against his. You had never felt this vulnerable before. “I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you. I thought you were going to leave me.” 

“I’ll never leave you.” Michael said in such a sincere way it made you question yourself.

“Why?” You inquired gently.

“Because I love you.” You closed your eyes, letting yourself fall into him and your faces inch closer, and then, for the first time, Michael had kissed you.

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Weirdly Specific "Get to Know Me" Questions

1. What is your go to flavor of salad dressing?

2. What’s the t-shirt you wear the most?

3. What TV show can you quote the most?

4. Do you put your left shoe on first or your right?

5. What’s your study routine?

6. One sound you can’t stand?

7. Hot showers or cold showers?

8. Breakfast or no breakfast?

9. What age were you given “the talk?”

10. Ice in drinks or no ice?

11. What’s one Halloween candy that you would hate getting as a child?

12. Blue jeans, skinny jeans, leggings, shorts, or no pants at all?

13. What’s one slang term you refuse to use?

14. Could you ever be a vegetarian?

15. Hardback, paperback, or e-books?

16. Would you rather go through the drive thru or go inside?

17. Do you keep your car/room neat or messy?

18. What’s the first app you check when you wake up?

19. If I looked in your wallet, what would I find?

20. Spicy food or non-spicy?

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Having a bit of writers block. Send me some numbers!!

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Don’t Deserve You [Michael Gray]

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REQUEST: Hi could i have 7 & 14 with Michael of the prompt list please, love your writing keep up the good work.

[Thank you so much for submitting your request it means the world to me.]

7. “I don’t think I deserve you.”

14. “I’ve committed many crimes. You’re going to have to be clear about which one you’re talking about.”

WARNINGS: Argument. 

 To put it gently, you were fuming. From the beginning  you had known the kind of business Michael was involved with in the Peaky Blinders. He had explained to you before he was only in accounting, but the notorious legend of the gang still unnerved you.

So today, when a girl you worked with had been gossiping on about how three Peaky Blinders around your age helping burn down a pub on the other side of town, it hit you that there were only three of them about your age -- Finn, Isaiah, and of course Michael.

You paced back and forth in the sitting room of your flat as you anxiously awaited Michael’s return. He had usually got back around the same time as you, but today seemed to be one of the rare occasions he was late, which had you even angrier.

When he finally did make his way in your front door, he seemed rather exhausted, but nonetheless smiled when he saw you. “Hello, love.” He said, plucking the cigarette from his teeth and putting it out in the ash tray you had gotten simply because you didn’t want him to keep going outside to smoke.

You folded your arms over your chest. “You’ve gone and committed a bloody crime and all you have to say to me is ‘Hello, love’?” You snapped.

He let out a long sigh, shrugging off his coat and draping it over the back of a chair. “I’ve committed many crimes. You’re going to have to be clear about which one you’re talking about.” 

You scoffed. “The damn pub, Michael.” You raised your voice. “But if they’re is more things you want to tell me about, believe me, I’m all ears.”

He started stalking off to your bedroom, gesturing you away with his hand. “Never mind it, Y/N.” He grumbled.

“We are not done here, Michael!” You rushed over to block his way. 

He threw his bloody hands up in the air in annoyance. “What then?!”

“Do you realize how worried I am for you to begin with?” You overpowered your voice with your own. “Balancing the Shelby’s books is one thing, you can’t just go around burning pubs down. They’re dangerous.”

“They’re my family!” He shouted.

“Well, you’re mine!” You mentally cursed yourself as a tear fell down your cheek, wiping it away angrily. “And if you get taken away for god knows how long for something like this, what do you expect me to do?”

Michael’s face and attitude had instantly softened at the sight of your tears. He hated seeing you cry, no matter the circumstances. “How do you do that?” He inquired much gentler than before.

“Do what?” You snapped back.

“Get mad at me just because you love me.” He took a step forward, coming to understand that he was once again in the wrong.

“Because you’re a damn idiot, and I hate you.” You replied, only half serious.

“You should hate me. I’m shocked you don’t by now.” He began. “I don’t think I deserve you.”

“You definitely don’t.” You agreed, your eyes trained on your feet.

“Hey, look at me.” Michael whispered, taking your face in his hands and lowering his face to look directly in your eyes. “I’m sorry I’m an ass and I don’t listen. I won’t leave you, okay? I’ll stick to balancing books and accounting and I’ll stay out of all of that.”

“You promise?” You inquired hesitantly.

“I promise.” Michael nodded, pressing a kiss to your forehead and pulling you into his embrace. “I love you.”

“I’m still angry with you.” You said, causing Michael to crack a light smile and bury his face into the top of your head.

“I suspect nothing less.”

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I just got back and I have so many awesome requests my heart swells with joy

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Paul Anderson & Tom Hardy appreciation post bc their friendship is one I envy 😭💛💫

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Shelby Brothers Ltd.

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on a scale from 1 to thomas shelby getting his whole family arrested how extra are you

[alidoesimagines-blog]

I think I'm about at a 'Tommy getting enemies to trust them and then 100% screwing them over."

[fallingfreeofgravity]

Inspector Campbell low key has a crush on Thomas Shelby.

[peakyblinded]

the peaky blinders: an instruction on #squadgoal.

[stephiswriting]

Paul Anderson appreciation post.

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