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Honey Don’t Feed Me, I Will Come Back (pre-series, on-going)

Ella Jones Meets John Shelby and chaos ensues.

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5

[heisamore]

[coolcurrybooks-deactivated20230]

I’ve done some Twitter threads on this topic, so thought it might be nice to do a Tumblr post too. One of my pet peeves is when people act like adult fantasy (or sci-fi for that matter) is just a straight white dude thing and that diversity only exists in young adult fantasy. That’s such a disservice to all the authors of marginalized identities currently writing adult fantasy!

Authors and books below the cut, including links to Goodreads. I’m not providing trigger warnings (if I make the post too long Tumblr starts freaking out about it), but you can use the search function on Goodreads reviews to find more specifics. 

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[johnshelbysgirl]

I’m alive no thanks to undiagnosed depression

[fatimafares123]

Now YouTube has a habit of recommending me the weirdest stuff recently, but today i got this on my recommendations

And about halfway through listening to this, I went and read the comments, literally I could not stop reading I was there for hours, here are some of my favorites

[johnshelbysgirl]

Lord help me

[virgoassbitch]

Romance

[johnshelbysgirl]

Big John Shelby energy

[murderousginger]

Temporary Bliss

John Shelby x reader x Finn Shelby

Word count: 4,330

Warnings: Angst. Yearning. Smutty things. They’re criminals guys, they do bad things.

Note: So this took some time and might be a bit rough, but we all need a distraction right now. I hope you all enjoy!

(gif by @bonniebirddoesgifs​ )

Every day, John thought, Like fucking clockwork.

Finn was outside his office, like a lovestruck idiot, making moon eyes over his secretary. Five minutes before end of day. Every. Day.

It started cute enough. Finn ran past her one afternoon to give John a message from Tommy. He was so wrapped up in getting the message to John that he didn’t even notice the girl that he pushed past in John’s doorway. That was, until, Finn was knocked off balance from her hands on his collar as she dragged him out of the office. He was taller than she was, which only made it easier for her to move him.

“Excuse me,” she had said, face red as she glared up at the youngest Shelby, “I don’t believe you have an appointment and you are supposed to see me before you interrupt Mr. Shelby.”

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[johnshelbysgirl]

... This... wow ... I’m deceased. Poor John indeed.

WHATS GOING ON?!

[promptdumpster]

Reader: “Oh my God! I can’t wait to see what happens next!”

Me, the author, who has been winging this plot since chapter one:

[natural-magics]

if we're friends or even just mutuals on here:

just because I’m quiet doesn’t mean I don’t care about you

I send happy thoughts and good energy your way

I’m bad at expressing these things a lot of the time

communication just takes a lot out of me sometimes (so I end up being pretty slow to reply to messages/texts/etc)

I read your posts and updates

I care about the stories/poems you write, the jewelry you make and/or the art you create

I hope the best for you

I care about you and I think you’re awesome

[blinder-secrets]

Your John, Your Home

In which you’re the girl they picked to marry John, and he’s the one you found your home in. 

4,373 words. fluff, some angst, sickly-sweet love, very mild nsfw

ao3 link

It’s Tommy’s wedding day, something you thought would never come, and John is yet to finish dressing. Running late as he always does, despite him hounding after you to be ready on time.

You’re sat by the vanity, watching him loop his tie over and over, fingers clumsy and directionless. He’s still not learnt how to do them properly, but you’re too caught up in staring at him to offer any help. There’s something about formal suits that make him mesmerising. You’re used to his every-day attire, the waistcoats, the tweed jackets, but the crisp pinstripes running down his trouser legs make you feel like a woman in a movie. Like you’re the sweetheart and he’s the hero, like you’ve been through everything that you have, just for him, and now you’ve won. You’ve got your prize.

Sighing, he swears under his breath and lets the tie fall open around his neck. ‘Will you do this bloody thing?’ he asks, darting a look in your direction. He reaches for the suit-jacket and begins pulling it onto his shoulders. When you don’t answer him, he glances again and says, ‘What is it?’ like he might be in trouble.  

‘Do you think you would’ve liked me if we met normally?’ you ask, slouching in the chair as you pool your thoughts into the room. ‘Like, if you weren’t forced to marry me?’

His hands still, brows scrunching over the bridge of his nose. ‘Are you kidding?’

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[johnshelbysgirl]

This is so....🥺🥺🥺

[tpeakyboys]

John Shelby sipping tea

[spaceexp]

Your shadow is a confirmation that light has traveled nearly 93 million miles unobstructed, only to be deprived of reaching the ground in the final few feet thanks to you.

[leaafyy]

[prettyinpayne]

Okay but a modern!AU John Shelby where he’s a fuck boi who never meant to fall in love when Thomas sends him to America to follow up on a business deal.

Aka would anyone be interested in reading it.

@johnshelbysgirl?

[johnshelbysgirl]

I’m always up for more John

[negans-lucille-tblr]

I was tagged by @cockslut-padalecki to do a Picrew thingy.

I'm a sucker for those.

Find it here if you wanna play

That's as close as it gets 🤣

Always got a drink because I'm always thirsty 👀

@writethelifeyouwant @peridottea91 @daydream3r-xo @fandomfic-galore @kalesrebellion @smrttrtl @firefly-in-darkness @deanmonandnegansbitch

[maggiescarborough]

This is so cute, thank you @geekandbooknerd 💛

This is me.

@smallheathgangsters @flowers-in-your-hayr @minimartian @amyyreblogs @finantheagile @lauwrite1225

[flowers-in-your-hayr]

Thank you for the tag @maggiescarborough 🧡

Tagging: @the-makingsofgreatness @gearhead66 @xxdearlybeloved

[xxdearlybeloved]

This is always so fun 😁😁😁

I am tagging @twistedrunes @johnshelbysgirl @carlaangel86

[johnshelbysgirl]

[johnshelbysgirl]

Honey Don’t Feed Me... PT. 5

Part Four

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters, setting, etc. are the property of their respective owners. All original work is my own.

a/n: It’s finally here y'all!! After work drama and life troubles I deliver you lovely readers part 5. Are you ready?! Let’s go! 

warnings: excessive drinking, pettiness & etc.

Tag list (Open) : @xxdearlybeloved @woahitslucyylu​ @lovemissyhoneybee​ @murderousginger​ @prettyinpayne​

gif by @imaginesparadise​

After cursing Johns’ name with her best mate in the restroom. Ella sat alone at the booth Jeremiah scored them. The group had a couple of rounds together before Jeremiah asked Clara to dance. She was hesitant at first, but Ella assured her that she would be fine. She figured that someone should have a good night.

No one bothered her for her spot, and she suspected that was her cousin’s doing. She didn’t mind it though, she liked being invisible in the sea of people and their clamoring. Her drink was still full, and she felt warm from the dark liquor. Feeling calm for the first time since she stepped into the Garrison. 

“Mind if I join you?”

Ella took in John; he darted his eyes between the table and her. She couldn’t believe her reprieve was being interrupted by the very person who caused her need for it. But after his little display, she wasn’t going to assume anything of him. Ever again.

“Not like I can stop you,” she said bored. John frowned but took a seat across from her anyway. Confirming the realization, she had while fighting back tears in the toilets. That he could do whatever he wanted. With whomever he wanted.

Whilst everyone else around enjoyed themselves they sat in uncomfortable silence. Tenison thick in the air as Ella refused to look at John. Whose eyes she felt staring at the side of her face. 

“You look nice,” he said. “yellow suits you.”

She couldn’t believe him. He had some nerve acting as if nothing happened. The compliment made her stomach turn. As it reminded her of how she got into this mess in the first place. Believing that his words weren’t meaningless things said to every girl he so much as glanced at.

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[murderousginger]

Drunk on Shadows

Peaky blinders John Shelby x reader

Warnings: Fluff. Steamy kisses. Power play. They’re criminals guys, they do bad things.

Word Count: 2,557

Note: I had multiple vague requests for a needy himbo John, and one that sent me into a tizzy, so I joined this all together for this one.

You sat near the fire and watched the flames flicker in the dark as the others talked around you. You were exhausted, every last nerve you had felt raw, but John’s bright eyes were not easily ignored. You let him lead you to the bonfire and surrounded yourself with music and empty chatter. 

John bounced around the gathering, talking and cheering with everyone one by one before he repeated his rounds. Johnny Dogs was loud and rowdy as always. He would circle the party and clap the backs of men or flirt with a woman. Bottles passed around to keep lips loose and tongues wagging. 

You felt like a bump on a log as you watched everyone. You kept to the fringes of the party, watching everyone with a calmness that subconsciously pushed people away without being unfriendly. You didn’t have it in you to shelf your troubles from your mind and chat like your head wasn’t clouded. 

“Love?” John said as his hand rested on your shoulder. “Are you alright? You don’t look like you’re enjoying yourself.”

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[johnshelbysgirl]

And now I’m a mess

[johnshelbysgirl]

Honey Don’t Feed Me... PT. 5

Part Four

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters, setting, etc. are the property of their respective owners. All original work is my own.

a/n: It’s finally here y'all!! After work drama and life troubles I deliver you lovely readers part 5. Are you ready?! Let’s go! 

warnings: excessive drinking, pettiness & etc.

Tag list (Open) : @xxdearlybeloved @woahitslucyylu​ @lovemissyhoneybee​ @murderousginger​ @prettyinpayne​

gif by @imaginesparadise​

After cursing Johns’ name with her best mate in the restroom. Ella sat alone at the booth Jeremiah scored them. The group had a couple of rounds together before Jeremiah asked Clara to dance. She was hesitant at first, but Ella assured her that she would be fine. She figured that someone should have a good night.

No one bothered her for her spot, and she suspected that was her cousin’s doing. She didn’t mind it though, she liked being invisible in the sea of people and their clamoring. Her drink was still full, and she felt warm from the dark liquor. Feeling calm for the first time since she stepped into the Garrison. 

“Mind if I join you?”

Ella took in John; he darted his eyes between the table and her. She couldn’t believe her reprieve was being interrupted by the very person who caused her need for it. But after his little display, she wasn’t going to assume anything of him. Ever again.

“Not like I can stop you,” she said bored. John frowned but took a seat across from her anyway. Confirming the realization, she had while fighting back tears in the toilets. That he could do whatever he wanted. With whomever he wanted.

Whilst everyone else around enjoyed themselves they sat in uncomfortable silence. Tenison thick in the air as Ella refused to look at John. Whose eyes she felt staring at the side of her face. 

“You look nice,” he said. “yellow suits you.”

She couldn’t believe him. He had some nerve acting as if nothing happened. The compliment made her stomach turn. As it reminded her of how she got into this mess in the first place. Believing that his words weren’t meaningless things said to every girl he so much as glanced at.

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