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becoming an adult cheat sheet!

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Mongolian child with his pet By :deneyelim

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San Francisco, California; 1978

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by Józef Chełmoński 

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#visually stunning

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Bonnie Gold protective fluff as requested by @billywig-on-baker-street

I really do love Bonnie requests!

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Having grown up next to the Shelby’s had set you up for a life you never would have seen coming. You were almost totally desensitised to violence and gore, having seen the worst that Small Heath has to offer.

After your father died in the war, your mother hadn’t been much fun to be around. Truthfully, you couldn’t remember the last time you’d spoken. You took it upon yourself to spend all your days with your best friend Finn, who was the same age as you.

You’d started following him around on errands he would be doing for his brothers when you were around 11, which eventually led you to seeing some things that turned your world upside down.

Nowadays, at 17, you worked full-time for the Shelby Company Limited. Refusing to sit at a desk all day, you asked that you would do whatever Finn got to do, and eventually Tommy got tired of arguing.

You had prided yourself on being the first ‘proper’ peaky girl. Dressed in your suit and peaked cap like all the boys, however your long, wavy hair draped down your back.

It was around this time you met Bonnie Gold. After the scare at John’s funeral, his family didn’t want to be around Tommy at that moment, Finn included. So there you were stood alongside Arthur and Tommy in Charlie’s yard as you were approached by the Gold boys.

If anyone had asked you now, you couldn’t recall a single thing mentioned in that interaction. You could only focus on Bonnie, and his curious gaze on you. He couldn’t understand what a girl like you would be doing with the Shelby brothers dressed like a gangster.

That was a few months ago now, and you and Bonnie had been secretly meeting up ever since, and things had gotten serious pretty quickly. You walked with a brisk pace as you aimed to surprise Bonnie after he’d finished training. Walking the streets of Birmingham wasn’t much of an issue for you, especially in your attire. It was known you weren’t to be messed with.

But this didn’t stop Bonnie from worrying, he was extremely weary of city folk, especially in this town which he claimed was cursed.

“Y/n?” Bonnie said in a hushed voice as he left the building, he’d barely caught sight of you leaning against the wall waiting for him. “You shouldn’t be out here, it’s already getting dark.” He said in a rushed voice, with a tone that let you know he was tired of having this conversation with you, but you were tired of it as well.

“Bonnie, look at me. Look at who I am. As much as I adore you for seeing me in a different light to everyone else, I’m not someone that needs to be worried about.” You sighed, placing your hands on either side of his face and forcing him to look you in the eyes.

He let out a deep breath. “I know that. I know who you are.” He brought his right hand up to yours as he placed a kiss on your palm. “It’s just this place... it unsettles me.”

You sighed, with a soft smile. You couldn’t believe how much this sweet boy cared for you. Once you’d put on the peaked cap for the first time you’d thought this was off limits for you, that no man would love you, no man would want to marry such a brute woman. But Bonnie didn’t see you that way, he was the only man in the city that didn’t fear you.

“I know, I’m sorry... I just wanted to surprise you. How was your training?” You spoke slowly as you changed the subject, hoping he wouldn’t think you were rushing to avoid it.

“Good. Same as always, though I’m getting stronger.” He grabbed your hands to hold them in his own and brought them to his lips. “Soon enough I’ll be travelling the world fighting, and we’ll get away from this terrible place.”

You sighed. You weren’t so confident that Tommy would just let you two run away together, though it was a nice thought. “I don’t know Bon.. things are different now, you wear a cap. Tommy won’t just let us go.” You whispered, as if you worried someone would hear that you actually wanted to leave Birmingham.

A small smile graced his lips. “He will if I win him a lot of money.” You chuckled as he pulled you closer, kissing you on the forehead, you turned up your head to meet his lips.

As you pulled away, a serious look took over Bonnie’s face. “Tommy Shelby can’t touch us, love. He won’t touch you. Once you’re a Gold, we’ll travel the world on our own, we’ll go to the country, and no man will ever point a gun at you again.”

Tears welled in your eyes, and you couldn’t help but smile at his determination, despite your doubts. “I hope you’re right.” You whispered with a shaky voice. He pulled his arms tight around you and held you close.

You closed your eyes and tried to picture the world that he so badly wanted to show you. You could only hope that once you were married Tommy would see that this wasn’t your life anymore, but only time would tell.

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 Robert Pattinson | Interview Magazine Untagged

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Black Mirror: Bandersnatch (2018) dir. David Slade

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Happy 1st of September!

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British girls at a Bowie concert, 1983

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The Frozen Pool, March, 1909, Willard Metcalf

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Hi, I want to request for an arranged marriage between Finn and fem! Reader, who would be Isaiah's youngest sister. 💖💖 Thank you very much and sorry any mistake, English is not my native language.

Hope you don’t mind that I changed it a bit, the idea sort of took its own way. Let me know if you guys would like a part two!

Also, your English is perfect. Enjoy! 💛

Summary: Isaiah, Tommy and Jeremiah hatch a plan to trick Finn and Y/N into admitting their feelings for one another.

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“Finn! Finn where are ya?” Isaiah rushes in to the Shelby home in a frenzy.

“What is it, what’s wrong?” Finn prepares himself for the worst.

“Dad and Tommy are trying to arrange a marriage for Y/n. Finn you’ve gotta help me, I can’t let her marry some random lad I don’t trust, and if something happens to her-“ Isaiah drifts off as he imagines the worst.

Finn’s heart sinks at the idea of y/n marrying someone else, especially for something like his family’s business.

“Alright alright, what can I do?”

Isaiah pauses and catches his breath as he begins to think of an alternative.

Suddenly his expression changes, and Finn could almost see the lightbulb go off in his brain as he turns to look at Finn, and raises his brows.

“..What? oh.. no, no way I couldn’t!” Finn realises Isaiah’s plan.

“Oh come on Finn! I know you’ve always cared for her-“ He starts.

“Yeah... because you’re my best mate!” He exclaims.

“Yeah well, it’s just a formality for the both of you, it doesn’t have to be a big deal.” He tries to convince him, not very well.

“A big deal? It’s only the rest of our lives you’re talking about!” Though truthfully, spending the rest of his life with y/n didn’t sound awful to him.

“Look I know what I’m asking is a lot, but she’s my sister, and there’s no one I trust more than you to truly look after her.” His eyes begging.

Finn takes a deep breath, he always thought it would be Y/n he would marry, but like this?

“Alright, alright I’ll do it.”

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Finn tries to control his breathing as he is about to step into Tommy’s office, he’s never been a good liar, especially to Tommy. Then again, he’s not really lying.

“Tom? Can I talk to you a minute?” He starts quiet.

“What is it Finn” he says, not even looking up at his youngest brother as he sorts through paperwork.

“Tom.. I- look you can’t marry off y/n” Finn starts, his nerves causing him to stumble over his words.

Tommy sighs “It’s business Finn, I know she’s your friend-“

“No she’s not my friend -well I mean, she is but.. well I-“ He begins to panic, praying he doesn’t screw this up.

“Spit it out Finn” He raises his voice slightly, but still doesn’t lift his gaze.

“I love her Tom” Tommy stills and finally lifts his gaze to his brother.

“I have for years, I don’t want her to marry anyone but me.. if her father wants her married I’ll do it, I’ll marry her.” Finn begins to ramble, he finds this easier to get out and his nerves start to slip away... okay so maybe he isn’t totally lying.

“You’re serious.” Tommy deadpans.

“Yes Tom, I am, I love y/n” he lets out a deep breath. It feels good saying the words out loud.

Tommy walks around to the front of his desk and stands in front of Finn.

“I know.” Finn can swear he sees a small smirk dance upon his brothers lips.

“What?” Finn is confused, he can’t mean...

“It’s about time you admitted it to yourself, now admit it to her and set a day, otherwise I’ll marry her off for real, and you as well.”

He realises what’s really going on, and fury takes over.

“I.. you set me up! Tommy you can’t just-“ he begins to feel angry, the heat rushing to his cheeks as the embarrassment takes over.

“Listen to me Finn. A man I’m doing business with now wants you married to his daughter as part of our deal, but that can’t happen if you’re already engaged. If you do love her, you better do something about it now.” Finn realises the reality of the situation, it wasn’t y/n about to get married off, but him. Tommy was doing him a favour by allowing him be with the girl he truly loved.

“Tommy... thank you.” He says slowly, in a daze from the revelation.

“Go on out you get, I don’t wanna hear any more of this until there’s a wedding to plan.” Tommy cuts him off as he sits at his desk again.

Finn stand still for a second as his mind reels, before running out of the office, knowing what he has to do.

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There’s a banging at your front door as you finish up some housework in your family home. Rolling your eyes, you sigh and make your way to the door, thinking it’s your brother on the other side.

To your surprise it’s that face of Finn Shelby that you see as you swing open the door.

“Oh! Isaiah’s not here.” You say in a meek voice.

You and Finn had a complicated friendship. You knew you had feelings for him, strong ones, and you knew he had feelings for you too. But, you’d grown tired of waiting for him to make a move, and as much as it upset you, you tried to move on. However he was making it difficult, and as he stood in front of you at your door it all came flooding back.

“Y/n! Thank goodness you’re here. I need to talk to you.” He puffs, as if he’s ran all the way here. Your heart drops.

“Oh my god. Is Isaiah alright? My father?” You begin to dread his answer.

“No no no, I mean, yes! Yes they’re fine. It’s not that.” He stumbles over his words, what has gotten into him?

“Are you alright, do you want to come in?” You asked, wondering what could possibly have him so frazzled.

“Yes, uh if you don’t mind?” He barely meets your eyes.

You let out a light chuckle as you open the door for him.

“Of course I don’t mind Finn, we’ve been friends for years.. and you’ve never asked permission to come in before.” You teased.

“Right, right yeah...” He drifts off as he looks anywhere but at you as he stands in your front room.

“What is it Finn?” You ask softly, taking a step closer to him, almost too close.

“Y/n... I don’t know how to start this but-“ he rushes.

“Just breathe okay, relax.. it’s alright.” You rest your hand on his cheek to pull his gaze to your face in an attempt to relax him.

He slowly lifts his own hand to softly hold yours in place.

“Y/n...” he says so softly you’re not sure you hear him.

You’re about to speak again, but before you can his soft lips are pressed against your own. It’s over so quick that you’re not sure it happened at all.

His eyes search yours to gage your reaction, but you just grab his collar and pull his lips back to yours, smiling into the kiss.

You finally pull apart, and he rests his forehead on yours.

“I’m sorry I never said anything before.” He whispers, looking guilty.

You just shake your head, letting him know that you didn’t mind waiting.

You two stand together in silence for a while, just holding each other in your front room, when suddenly he blurts out-

“Y/n I want to marry you. I know, I sound mad.”

Your eyes widen at the sudden outburst, but no anxiousness made its way into your heart, for you already had known for years he was the one you’d want to marry.

“I want to marry you too, Finn.” You smile sheepishly, the words making you feel giddy inside.

You both stared at each other for a few seconds before you both started giggling at the bizarre nature of the last few minutes, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Hi! Could I request some domestic fluff with either Bonnie or Ada? Both with fem! reader 💞 thank you so much!

Of course! Thank you for the Bonnie request he’s one of my favourites!

Hope you enjoy..

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You heard a knock on your door, and you knew there was only one person it could be.

Bonnie had been sparring tonight, and advised you didn’t come along as he didn’t want you getting too involved with the Peaky Blinders he was now associated with.

You’d been dating for months, and as a Small Heath local you knew that being tied into the Blinder business was inevitable if you were to continue your relationship with Bonnie. But he was stubborn, and protective, and the only time his temper flared with you was when you were being reckless or putting yourself in danger, so you’d decided to let it go for now.

You gasped as you swung open the front door, seeing the blood that marked his face.

“Easy my love, I promise it’s not as bad as it looks, half the bloods not even mine.. see?” He soothed as he took a step closer to you and you moved your hands up to clasp his face, noting that he was right and there was only one small cut on his right eyebrow.

“Right, well, I still better take care of that cut.. come in.” You sighed as you stepped aside to let him in to your small apartment. It was basically shared between the two of you, since he tried to spend as much time as he could with you when he wasn’t helping his father with work or training.

You could tell it felt like home to him as he moved to the kitchen and put the kettle on before sitting down at the small dining table with a small smirk.

“Are you just going to stand there?” He teased, and you noticed you were still standing in the doorway, just watching him.

You moved away from the door as it hit you all at once, how much you loved having him here with you, doing the most mundane things together made your heart feel so full.

“Sorry, just stuck in my thoughts.. I’ll grab the kit.” You quickly moved to the bathroom and tried to tame your mind, your feelings overwhelming you. You grab the first aid kit for what feels like the hundredth time and went back to Bonnie, seeing that he was now pouring a cup of tea for the both of you, which caused a small smile to creep onto your lips.

“What’s going on up there, hm?” he looked genuinely intrigued, and almost worried.

“Just.. it’s sort of silly, but I was just thinking about.. how much I love this, being with you, feeling like this is our home.. together.” You were nervous to see his reaction in fear you’d overstepped. Was it too soon?

A warm mug made its way into your hand and suddenly Bonnie was right in front of you as he set his own down on the bench.

“I love it too.. I was worried I’d feel cooped up, but.. it’s easy being with you, doesn’t matter where.” He spoke so softly, you couldn’t help but put your own mug down and pull his hands into yours as he rested his forehead on yours. You stayed like that for a moment, both of you just soaking in the comfort of being together.

You pressed a soft but chaste kiss to his lips, “Now for that cut.”

He seemed disappointed by the space now between you, though it wasn’t much, but he complied and sat himself down as the table.

“So.. I’m assuming this means this guy was actually a challenge” you teased as you began to tend to his wound.

He let out a light chuckle, cut off by a harsh intake of breath as you cleaned the cut.

“I’m trying to get myself used to being hit.”

You raised an eyebrow, confusion taking over your face.

“Father said people don’t always want to see the instant knock out, they like to get there money’s worth.” He explained slowly, as if waiting for the next bit of pain from the nursing of his wound.

“Makes sense, but did you really have to let him draw blood?” You almost whined, you hated seeing him cut up, but you knew it was something you were going to have to get used to.

He chuckled again, which was enough to make you smile again and forget your worry. “Perhaps I... slightly underestimated his punch”

You let out a snort. But your face soon became a bit more serious as you finished patching up his wound.

“Bonnie?”

“Yes, love?”

You sat onto his lap, bringing your hand to his cheek and looking deep into his eyes.

“I want to come to your next fight, I want to feel like I’m supporting you like a real girlfriend should.. no one would even know, I’ll buy a ticket and take a couple of friends. No one has to know who I am to you.” You almost begged, you yearned to support him, to show him how proud you were, to experience these great moments you’d been hearing so much about.

“Y/n...” he trailed off, trying not to let himself become frustrated. You knew it wasn’t you he was frustrated at, but the situation itself, the fact that his own ambitions now meant that you may always be in danger.

“Please, love.” You pulled yourself closer to him.

He let out a big sigh, thinking it over.

“Alright, but you bring some friends with you alright? I won’t be able to be there with you.. and if something happens-“

“Nothing will happen, I promise, I’ll bring friends.” Your eyes lit up at the proposition that you may have his blessing to go.

“Okay then..okay” he let out a tense breath, but he loved making you happy.

You pulled him into a kiss in your excitement, unable to stop smiling. And the tea had long gone cold.

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I declare Bonnie Gold the new welterweight champion of the Midlands, the south and the Home Counties!

requested by @laheysass-