Hi! My name is Lydia, I'm 23, a bit of a writer. I write fics, reblog aesthetics and funny nonsense, and talk about my favorite fictional men way too much.
I write for the Peaky Blinders fandom (though mostly about Arthur for now). You may find personal rambles on this blog, moodboards, fic recs from other amazing writers and basically whatever else I like.
My inbox is always open for everyone so feel free to talk to me—and if you ever vibed with any of my posts, I'd love to know. ✨️
Requests are open!💗
💌Masterlist
Arthur Shelby x Reader fics
Longer fics
What We Left Behind: part I., part II., part III. (angst, fluff)- you had to separate from Arthur and leave him without a word, but years later you find yourself back in the old city that holds your greatest love
Shorter One-Shots & Drabbles
Finally, Arthur (angsty-ish, fluff)- When he sees you with another man after years of silent pining, with some help from Tommy, he finally admits how he feels
The Dress (fluff, slight smut)- You arrive to the Garrison in a new red silk dress, and Arthur... well, he can't keep his hands to himself
Sunshine (pure fluff)- A grocery run turns into a soft, golden afternoon full of quiet affection with your man
All for you (fluff)- soft moment based around Lana Del Rey lyrics
Some art I did: Esme, Lizzie, Arthur, and guess what... some more Arthur 😂
I love my brain because what do you mean it just combined the Predator, A Quiet Place, Call of Duty warzone, The Walking Dead AND Titanic in ONE DEAM 😂😂
Hi! I love your work so much, and I was wondering (if requests are open and you're comfortable with the topic ofc) if you could please write something about baby daddy! Arthur that finds out the baby/kid is his after reader hid it from him for whatever time period you like (or not, however you prefer). Dad! Arthur just does something to me ugh.
Feel free to ignore or deny, really. Thank you for sharing your work x
Awww darl, thank you so much for kindly popping in and sending me a request, you made my day! Thank you for all the support, and yes— I could totally do something like that, I actually love the idea!
The only thing is that I'm kinda slow with writing nowdays so I can't promise you an exact date when it will be out but I'll do my best. ❤️
Genre: Dark electro pop, glitchcore, cinematic & eerie.
Notes: The album mimic the parasite spreading and growing. The first track is the very beginning. The second deals with TLGOD escaping the lab in which they were studying it. The third is the parasite infecting an apartment bullring. The fourth is the parasite infecting a high school. The fifth is the parasite infecting an amusement park. Sixth is a hillbilly family and turning them into full cannibal. The seventh is a bonus — kinda Patrick Bateman infected by the parasite. All fun and slasher vibes. Last one is a reference to the m0ther and the fath3r.
Red = my personal faves.
O1. The Little G0d of De4th
O2. Pl4guE.!nc
O3. Sp0Res in My LuNGz
O4. Good HunTzZ & Sp0rt
O5. WeStLaK3 SmiLEz
O6. Fam!Ly Me4L
O7. Ch4nnEL MurdeR (hello Amos)
O8. !nf3kt Me wiTH ur Kisses <3
Tags: @justrainandcoffee @peakyswritings @zablife @fiercelittlemouse @the-makingsofgreatness thank you so much for being interested in this shit? Enjoy guys.
UMM I wrote what I think about this and for some reason it didn't save and just posted as a plain reblog...??
Alright, doesn't matter 🥲
Anyway, girlll... when I tell you I'm beyond amazed. Just the talent and dedication to make such a thing for fics is mindblowing. I was doing exercises when I listened to this and I thought "I need it saved on my spotify" lol, but fr. I think my faves are the second, fifth and sixth but ALL of them are great. Once again, you amazed me with your work <3
Genre: Dark electro pop, glitchcore, cinematic & eerie.
Notes: The album mimic the parasite spreading and growing. The first track is the very beginning. The second deals with TLGOD escaping the lab in which they were studying it. The third is the parasite infecting an apartment bullring. The fourth is the parasite infecting a high school. The fifth is the parasite infecting an amusement park. Sixth is a hillbilly family and turning them into full cannibal. The seventh is a bonus — kinda Patrick Bateman infected by the parasite. All fun and slasher vibes. Last one is a reference to the m0ther and the fath3r.
Red = my personal faves.
O1. The Little G0d of De4th
O2. Pl4guE.!nc
O3. Sp0Res in My LuNGz
O4. Good HunTzZ & Sp0rt
O5. WeStLaK3 SmiLEz
O6. Fam!Ly Me4L
O7. Ch4nnEL MurdeR (hello Amos)
O8. !nf3kt Me wiTH ur Kisses <3
Tags: @justrainandcoffee @peakyswritings @zablife @fiercelittlemouse @the-makingsofgreatness thank you so much for being interested in this shit? Enjoy guys.
Show Arthur he deserves love too. Just really sweet and cute 🥺
Inspiration by Video games by lana Del rey From these lyrics: It's you, it's you, it's all for you, everything I doI tell you all the time, Heaven is a place on Earth with you
Tell me all the things you wanna do I heard that you like the bad girls, honey, is that true?
Word count: 1k
“If I mess this up again, I swear…” you groaned as you carefully cut the strips of dough for your apple pie, trying to make it perfect for Arthur because you wanted to surprise him with a small but delicious thing today.
“Just… there we go, that’s perfect, that’s absolutely perfect, right? Right?” You talked to yourself as if you had a whole bunch of audience in the background, which, if anyone walked in and saw, would probably think you’ve gone a bit crazy.
After a while the stress of making it wore off and you hummed a happy little tune as you took the freshly baked apple pie out of the oven. You swayed around the kitchen in your gorgeous floral dress and very detailed special apron (that Arthur suspiciously quickly bought for you after you spent almost a year searching for it in the stores) when he came through the door with the usual sound of heavy boots—well, more like his unique way of announcing himself.
"Mmm, what’s that smell, love?” He asked with a smile as he inhaled the scent, closing his eyes as he got into the kitchen. "Are we having guests over?” He mumbled while already wrapping his arms around your middle and pressing a soft kiss to your temple.
“Oh no, we’re not, thank goodness,” you chuckled and kiss him back. “I made it for you. Apple pie. I was walking outside, and I saw all these apples, and I remembered once how you mentioned liking the pie, and… I made it. I mean, I tried. I don’t know if it’s good, but eh…” You smiled sheepishly, shrugging a bit as he looked down at you with a little smile, still not letting go of you.
"For me, eh?” He mumbled while looking at you with a grin, his eyes sparkling.
Of course, it’s all for you," you beam with a wink, excited for him to try it.
“If it tastes as good as it smells…” He shakes his head with a smile, taking a fork and a little bit of the pie.
“Ah, woman…" he mumbles while immediately going in for another bite, earning a proud laugh from you.
“Good?” You beam up at him, biting your lip while your heart flutters at the simple but so meaningful praise from your husband.
"Hm, good, bloody amazing,” he kept mumbling with his mouth full while you giggled and watched him enjoy.
“Thank you, love, but let’s go sit down, eh, so you can enjoy it properly." You wink at him and lead him into the living room with the explanation that the pie should always be eaten in the coziest place, which, at the moment, was your living room that you have so meticulously decorated.
“So how was your day, love?” You asked as you sat on the edge of the sofa beside him, playing with his hair now.
“Just usual stuff…” he mumbled while devouring the pie, clearly hungrier than he’d ever admit. “Gotta go do something with John later, but it’s just something quick,“ he waved off with his hand, taking another bite.
“What ‘ave you been up to beside making this, hm?”
“Oh nothing much, been outside collecting all the apples that fell off, don’t wanna let them go rotten on the ground. Got quite some work around that, it’s a whole thing.” You talked while twisting a strand of his hair around your finger.
“Oh, could you do somethin for me when you have time, darlin?” You ask sheepishly, never getting used to asking something from anyone really, but with Arthur it’s much easier.
“What do you need, luv?”
“Well back home we have this big trunk for apples, and we store them there so they’re good for the whole winter. So I thought it would be nice if we had that here too, what do you think?”
“Yeah I can make that for ya, luv, anything for you,” he winks at you.
After a bit you went your way, cleaning the too many dishes you used for one single pie, while Arthur changed and went back to the living room to rest for a while. Though, when you came back to him, you immediately knew he was back in his memories, so you gave him a soft peck on his temple as you sat down in his lap, a gentle reminder that he’s safe and loved, a thing you had come to do whenever you saw him like this.
“Arthur?” You whispered while pressing a loving kiss to his cheek.
He just nodded once in acknowledgement, not being able to break the thousand yard stare.
“You okay?” You ask as you caress his cheek, looking at him with a soft, slightly concerned gaze.
He nods and hums, looking at you now. “It’s just… I don’t remember anyone ever making something just for me. And you did it, on your own. Just for me eh?”
“Oh if course, love… it’s you. It’s all for you. Everything I do.” you say softly, trying to make him realize just how much he means to you.
His lips twitched a bit. “Boys would make fun of me for being like this over a bloody pie,” he huffs with a little smile while his hand gently rubs little circles on your hip.
You chuckle lightly. “Well, they can’t see you, you’re here with me, safe from everyone.” You coo as you lean down to kiss his cheek.
“Heaven is a place on Earth with you, love, I swear,” he mumbles as he looks at you mesmerized, completely in awe with how he got such a woman as his wife.
“Oh but I heard you like the bad girls, honey, is that true?” You tease him now, pecking his temple.
“Ah you little tease, you’re a fokin angel yeah, but you know when to be bad too, eh.” He smirks as he pats your hip. “Bloody little tease,” his arms tightened around you aa you squirmed on his lap, pulling you closer like he had no intention of letting you go anytime soon.
