#or Irishwhiskey lol

[starstwinkleplanetsshine]

Another AU with @aswallowssong ?? More likely than you think!

We've been writing this Marauders fic/AU for...six years now? I guess its about time some people read it! (or, snippets of it!)

Btw...Cara is my oc and I love her dearly :) Hufflepuff spitfire, love of Sirius Black's life. And she's Irish. That's pretty much all you need to know!

Sicktember 2024 #2: Overindulgence

Did @starstwinkleplanetsshine and I also create a Marauders AU? Of course we did. Have we ever named an AU together? Naturally, no.

“Pads be careful! You can’t have sweets!” 

“I can’t have chocolates, love. If I couldn’t have sweets then I’d have to stay far away from you.”

Sirius booped the tip of her nose, and she giggled, taking a moment before gesturing to the bag he was holding.

“You think those are nice?”

The sweets in Sirius’ hand were bright, somewhere between yellow and orange, and he’d been eating them for most of the night. He couldn’t have the Chocolate Bats she’d been feasting on herself, what with his chocolate allergy, which she loved to tease him about. What with the dog thing, and all.

“Yeah,” he said, popping another one in his mouth. “Sometimes they make you float, but Mrs. Flume has some that she keeps without that part. I want to eat them without worrying about smacking my head about the ceiling, you know?”

Cara giggled, popping another chocolate into her mouth. He’d lost track of how many she’d had, but he didn’t really care. It was Friday night, and they were holed up in the Room of Requirement, so if she had a sugar-high and couldn’t get to sleep, it wasn’t like they needed to be in class in the morning.

And it wasn’t like there weren’t other things they could do if she had trouble sleeping.

“Makes sense,” she said, swallowing and tilting her head. “I don’t know if I’ve ever had one.”

He raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“Peggy doesn't share candy,” she said simply, and Sirius briefly tried to think of an interaction to refute that, but came up blank.

“Huh.”

“They're her favorites, but she's stingy with them. She doesn't even share them with Moony.”

“Well, Moony doesn't care for them. He only ever wants chocolates.”

The word sat heavy in his mouth, and he suppressed a shudder, watching Cara pop another into her mouth.

Instead, he pulled her against his chest, settling his arms around her and dropping a kiss on the top of her head. “Do you want any Firewhisky?”

She shook her head against his chest. “Níl,” she said, “I'm alright. I just want to sit like this.”

He chuckled, tightening his arms a little. “You don't want to play fiddle?”

“You really meant that?”

She'd turned towards him then, a light in her eyes. Sirius knew she loved to play his violin, knew it was a more expensive instrument than her parents could have ever afforded to buy her or her sisters. He'd seen her fiddle; it was an old, well loved instrument with just enough quality to not sound abysmal.

They didn't get a lot of time to play anymore, and he nodded quickly. “Of course I did. I love listening to you play.”

“Will you play first?”

He hesitated for a moment. Playing brought back raw memories, but the shine in her eyes made it impossible to say no. He nodded, wiping some chocolate from the corner of her mouth and kissing her forehead as he stood up.

“Of course, dearest. Anything for you.”

He played for a while, settling into it the longer he had the bow in his hand. It had been at least a month, if not more, so his fingers ached as they pressed on the strings, but he didn't care. He could feel Cara’s eyes on him, and chuckled, mid song, when she finished her chocolates and started in on his Whisbees. She made a face at the first one, probably not expecting the way it fizzled like carbonation in her mouth, but he watched her eat another, and another, so they must have grown on her.

They were quite nice, and she seemed content and happy. What else could he want for the love of his life?

After a little while he finished the songs he'd memorized, at least that he still cared to play, and held out the violin and bow.

“Alright, my sweet. Your turn.”

She grinned, a little manic in expression, and he realized she must definitely have a sugar-high, just like he'd feared would come. She scrambled to her feet, dropping the now empty bag of Whisbees before taking the bow and the violin in her hands. She took a moment to run her hand along the body of the instrument, and when she looked up, the sparkle in her eyes could have outshone the sun.

“Thank you, mo ghrá.”

He felt A wide grin split his face, and he kissed the tip of her nose.

“Of course, dear. Go on, give a– what is it Brenna always says, a ditty?”

She giggled, high and bright, and he could have drank it in and never needed anything else to sustain him.

He watched her play several songs, her body moving with the cadence of the music in a way he'd been taught never to let his own. She bounced and swayed, her eyes closed and a smile on her lips as the folk music of her childhood flowed from the strings. He could have sat there an listened to her play forever, never growing tired of it, when she started to slow, a frown crossing her face before she stopped playing completely, a puzzled and uncomfortable look on her face.

“Love?” He asked, shifting to sit up fully, confusion filling him. “Is something wrong?”

“I…” she started, stopping and swallowing. “Maybe. I think–” She cut herself off, turning slightly as she stifled a large belch with her fist.

Sirius’ eyebrows raised.

“Wow.”

“Excuse me,” she mumbled, eyes shut as her eyebrows drew together.

Sirius frowned. Cara would have normally made some sort of side remark or comment about how often the boys belched in front of her, but instead she looked… in pain?

“You alright, dearest?”

“Um–” she stopped short and held out the violin to him. He stood quickly, taking it from her and moving to place it in its case.

“Love?” He said over his shoulder, but was only met with a quiet moan and another muffled belch, which only caused anxiety to twist in his chest.

Sirius straightened up and turned back toward Cara to see that she still had a hand over her mouth, but the other was now curled protectively around her midsection.

“Cara?” He said, hating the way the worry came through in his voice. He crossed toward her, speaking all the while.“Cara, love, what's wrong?”

“I–” she swallowed hard, shaking her head as another, wet belch escaped her. When she spoke again, her voice was panicked. “I'm gonna be sick.”

How badly his own chest seized at her words was, in his opinion, incredibly embarrassing. They were nearly seventeen, something as simple as illness shouldn't cause him to get flighty. Yet, he had to fight his instincts to not flee for the door as the color drained from Cara's face.

“What?”

“I'm gonna be sick, I'm–” her sentence cut off, turning into another wet belch that became a gag as Cara clamped a hand down hard over her mouth.

Sirius didn't know what he was doing next, but his body acted for him, whipping his wand out to… what? 

What am I supposed to do?

There was a pop, and Sirius looked down, startled, so see that a bin had appeared out of thin air, directly next to him.

He would have stopped to wonder how it had gotten there, and later realized it was because it was something they required and been immensely grateful, but in the moment he simply grabbed it and shoved it under Cara's chin. His other arms wrapped around her as he guided her to sit on the ground as gently as he could, and it was only a moment before she moaned again. It was short lived, her breath catching as she stiffened.

“Siri–”

She didn't get his full name out before she buckled forward, a thick belch giving way to a wave of sick, her hands clutching at the edges of the bin so tightly that her knuckles went white.

Sirius made sure the bin was stable before pulling her hair back and hastily securing it with the elastic around his wrist.

“It's okay, dear,” he said, trying with everything he had to keep his voice even. Confident. “You'll be alright. Don't be frightened.”

He knew the last sentence would fall on deaf ears. If he knew his Cara, she was already on the doorstep of a panic attack that her body didn't have time for. She vomited several times, each time coming just at the end of a painful sounding belch, and by the third time she heaved, there were quick tears flowing down her cheeks. By the fifth, she was sobbing, fear and discomfort completely taking her over.

He was frightened as well, but more than that, he was broken over the fact that he couldn't fix it. All he could do was rub her back, right along her spine, and tell her she wasn't alone, and that it would end.

“It's alright, dearest,” he said quietly after a particularly strong round. “You're okay. I'm right here, and I won't let anything happen to you. It's going to be alright, love. Try to breathe.”

After several unsuccessful attempts, Cara was able to draw a full, deep breath, and then another, and another.

Her death-grip on the edges of the bin released enough for Sirius to push it away, but not out of reach, and turn her to pull her into his chest, where she shuddered and sniffled, matching his breathing as he continued to take full, even breaths.

He let her even out a little more before speaking quietly.

“How are you feeling now?”

It was a moment before she answered, voice rough from vomiting. “I'm n-not sure.”

“That's alright,” he said. “Why didn't you tell me you were feeling ill? We didn't have to come up here tonight.”

“But I wasn't,” she said, her tone absolutely honest. “I wasn’t and I'm still not. Or, I wasn't, and then I really was, and now it's going away. That didn't feel like any other time I've been sick before. I've never…”

He looked down at her, and her cheeks were a flush of red, but when he pressed a kiss to her forehead, she wasn't warm.

She's embarrassed. But why would she be embarrassed? He thought for a moment and came to a conclusion, but it seemed silly.

“You've never, what?”

“I've never… well. The, you know. The belching. That's not normal when my stomach’s ill. Only sometimes when I've had a soda, back home, but they don't make me sick. But what could have–”

“The Whisbees,” Sirius said suddenly. “That's what they remind me of, something you had us try when we visited you and your family over summer.”

“Sprite,” she said automatically, clearing her throat and shifting back. She was still pale, and obviously uncomfortable, but she didn't look like she was about to be sick again. “I thought so too, the way they're nearly carbonated, but I don't have problems with Sprite. I never have.”

She sniffled, wiping at the remaining tears on her cheeks. She was obviously still shaky, and he was feeling as much himself. 

Sirius wracked his brain for a reason, any reason, that the sweets or anything else would have made her sick. They'd been in the Room of Requirement since just after dinner, and all they'd done was read, eat sweets, and snog a little.

Maybe a lot.

Dinner had been normal, but filling as always. Then they'd read, snogged, read, snogged. Cara pulled the sweets out, and started in on her chocolate while he'd had his Whisbees. 

Ah.

Things started sliding into place faster than he could get the words out.

“You ate dinner, all that chocolate, and the rest of my Whisbees. That's probably why you're ill, you were too full.”

“But I wasn't, not until I'd been playing a while, and then it just felt like there was air trapped, and so I thought maybe the Whisbees, but then it wasn't just air, it was nausea so, so badly. It's still there, now, though I don't think I'll be sick again… I hope.”

Sirius thought again, trying to figure out what he was missing.

“What sort of chocolate?”

Her eyebrows furrowed. “Milk, like I always get.”

Anything Nell had ever told him about potions and chemistry flooded his brain at once, and before he realized when he was doing, he reached out and grabbed the bin she'd been so sick into, peering inside to see if he was right.

“Gross, Sirius, what are you doing?!”

“Using my brain for once. I know what made you sick, dearest. You curdled the milk in the chocolate with the acid in the Whisbees.”

Her eyes widened, cheeks reddening as she realized what he was saying. “What?”

“Acid can curdle dairy. Nell told me that once, though I have no bloody idea what we were talking about to get us there. But the curdling and the air from the Whisbees probably made each other worse, and then you'd eaten so much of both, it was bound to happen.”

Cara blinked up at him, cheeks darkening more, and then she buried her face in her hands.

“Merlin, that's so embarrassing.”

“Being sick isn't embarrassing, Cara. Not even when it's your own fault. You didn't know it would happen.”

“But I shouldn't have been eating all that anyway, I've just been so stressed lately and I completely let myself overindulge, and now I ruined our night, and–”

“Hey! Hey, Cara, no.” Sirius took a hold of her shoulders, waiting until she looked up at him. He gave her a small smile. “Love. You didn't ruin anything. I'm just glad you aren't really ill. The worst that happens is your stomachs sore the rest of the night, maybe a little tomorrow.”

“But I was sick,” she said, “I was sick and crying and I know it freaks you out as much as me, and I… I'm sorry.”

He shook his head, pressing a kiss to her temple. 

“Don't apologize. I love you, Cara. Isn't there something that says ‘in sickness and in health and when you make bad food decisions?’”

“No, and also, that's marriage.”

His cheeks flushed, but he chuckled, pulling his wand out and vanishing the sick in the bin before scooting back into the pillows they'd been sitting in before, pulling her after him to lay against his chest.

“Well, whatever it is, I love you. And I'd never leave you, even if you did stomach chemistry and made yourself vomit.”

She sighed, laying herself against his chest. Now that the panic had settled down, he was happy to have stayed calm for himself. For her. And he'd been able to take care of her while she was sick, just like she'd done for him multiple times over the years. 

“I love you, Sirius,” she said quietly. Sleepily, probably exhausted from the fear and the heaving.

He kissed the top of her head, rubbing his hand gently up and down her arm.

“I love you too, sweets.”

“Please don't say ‘sweets.’”

He chuckled, pulling her closer to him as he settled into the pillows, and breathing in her shampoo as they snuggled together in the dim of the candlelit room.

[corpyburd]

Everyone's losing it under lockdown😱

[murswrites]

🌸3 Years of MURSWRITES Event 🌸

🌸 I’ve Aged Three Years On This Blog 🌸

I started this blog (originally @peakymarvelworld) in March of 2020 at age 15. I’ve just turned 18 and this blog has changed a lot over the course of the last 2 years. I’m titling this 3 years of MURSWRITES since it technically has been for me personally but in actuality, it’s only been 2 years and some months. This event is going to be very similar to my Spring Break Speed-Run Event.

The sleepover options are all little tidbits that make me, me :) I thought it’d be cute to customize the name lol, sending just the emoji is fine by me! I also think it’s really clever that the timeline equals 18 and I did 18 character LOL

🌸 Important Info 🌸

Timeline: July 6, 2022 - July 12, 2022 Types of requests: Headcanons, blurbs, even drabbles if I am inspired* What is this event celebrating? My 18th birthday and 2,500 followers!  What kind of activities are included? A sleepover event & mini fics again!

🌸 What Does The Sleepover Entail? 🌸

🌞 Cancer Sun: i’ll answer any burning questions y’all have for me

🌝 Pisces Moon: random headcanons for any of the characters listed below! send me an idea or just send “pisces moon w/character name”

⭐️ Virgo Rising: no context ships, send your name, sexuality,  your gender & pronouns, fandom &  3 things about you ---- (ex: ⭐️, rowan, bisexual, nonbinary, he/they, stranger things, i’m sarcastic, i like cats, pink is my favorite color!) MUTUALS ONLY

🌸 Chaotic Evil: fuck, marry, kill with any 3 characters from any of my fandoms or those listed below :)

🌈 INTP: vibe check - see if i pass your vibe check by sending something you like, dislike (whatever) and ill give my opinion on whatever it is!

🌸 Who can I request for? 🌸

Ada Thorne-Shelby (Peaky Blinders, S1-S6 minus the series finale )

Adrian Chase (Vigilante, DCECU)

Alina Starkov (The Sun Summoner, Grishaverse)

Benedict Bridgerton (Bridgerton S1-S2)

Bonnie Gold (Peaky Blinders, S1-S6 minus the series finale )

Bruce Wayne (Batman, The Batman 2022)

Connor RK800 (Detroit: Become Human)

Diego Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy, S1-S3)

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things S1-S4)

Joel Miller (The Last of Us)

Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games, Books & Movies)

Matthias Helvar (Grishaverse)

Matthew Murdock (Daredevil, Daredevil)

Malyen Oretsev (Grishaverse)

Steve Harrington (Stranger Things S1-S4)

Tobias Eaton (Divergent, all Movies, his book, books 1 & 2)

Thomas Shelby (Peaky Blinders, S1-S6 minus the series finale)

Yennefer of Vengerberg (The Witcher 3 & Netflix S1 & S2)

🌸 Prompt Lists 🌸

Angst, Terror, & Anger

Dramatic / Worried

Fluff Alphabet

Hugging / Kissing

Peaky Blinders

Sassy / Humor

Bliss / Fluff

Random / Misc

Songs

🌸 Specific Rules 🌸

* The type of request written will be decided by me, so if you send a request asking for a headcanon, it will be deleted. I will write your scenario, idea, etc. as I see fit.

🌸 Mutuals🌸

@musicallisto

@imaginesbymk

@sinfulshelbys

@peak-a-blinder

@smallheathgangsters

@anthonysharmaa

@irishwhiskeys

@sleepypeaky

@vostokovasmelina

@bitchroyy

@amysteryspot

@myriadimagines

@bonniesgoldengirl

@retromafia

@starkeysslut

@theowritesstuff

@retvenkos

@noesapphic

@flysafepapi

@swanimagines

@moonlit-imagines

@druiigg

@murderousginger

@peakyswift

@3xc3lsior

@peakyblcnders

@peakywitch

@the-radio-star

@staygold-bebold

@tommydoesntpayforsuits

@promenadewithme

@brokenandheadoverheels

@danihow

@thereagles

@raccoon-is-my-spirit-animal

@royaltywhxre

@writeroutoftime​

@writersmacchiato

[ijustwant2write]

Over Friendly Locals-Bonnie Gold x Reader

(GIF credit to @sonsofeorl​)

Tags: @jenepleurepasbaby @amirahiddleston @bloodorangemoonlight @haphazardhufflepuff @mzcrazy2

Requested by @irishwhiskeys​: ‘Hi! I saw the requests were open and I’ve read a lot of your imagines and they’re so good omg 💖 I was wondering if I could request one with Bonnie Gold? I’d love one with a plot about him sticking up for y/n when they’re out drinking and y/n gets stopped by someone. I feel like he’d be super loving but also v protective when he needed to be lol.’

Characters: Bonnie Gold x Reader

Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name

Warnings: Swearing, slight violence, harassment, fluff

                                  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“You’re still staring.” Bonnie smirked as we walked down the street hand in hand.

“Sorry,” I giggled,“I’m still not used to it.”

I was referring to the peaky cap he was wearing. He had only been part of the Peaky Blinders for a short time, though I had known Bonnie since he stepped foot in Small Heath. There had been sneaky glances when he first arrived, all of us wondering who the new men were, that were working alongside Thomas Shelby. Then I dragged my friend to his first boxing match, both of us having the time of our lives amongst the crowd, cheering and flinching at every punch. Embarrassingly, my friend convinced me to stay around outside, and I was extremely shocked when he approached me, and how gentle his voice had sounded when he asked me out; especially with the cuts and bruises all over his face. And here we were, in our third month of seeing each other.

“Are you sure you don’t mind the Garrison?” he sighed as it came into view.

“Bonnie, for the last time, it’s fine.” I smiled.“I know this is the safest place to be after what happened with you guys the other day. Your eye is still bruised, it’s quite dark actually-”

My hand reached up to turn his face, but he stopped me before I could, instead quickly kissing it, smirking when I started to blush. Casually he opened the door, letting me walk inside first, but he was behind me quickly when we saw how busy it was. I loved how safe I felt with him, even with just his hands resting on both hips, steering me towards the bar. His body gently pressed up against my back, the bartender instantly recognising the blinder, grabbing him a beer and a glass of wine for myself. Bonnie and I clinked our glasses together, drinking as I scanned the room, looking for somewhere to sit (though I knew anybody would move for a Peaky Blinder).

"Here miss," a young lad caught my attention,"you two can take these seats, we're not using them."

I thanked him as I sat, Bonnie pushing in my chair before sitting beside me. The man and his friend were on one side of the table, engrossed in their own conversation just like we were. But I could feel their glances, towards Bonnie specifically, and it put me on edge. There were people who didn't like Peaky Blinders, and it wasn't hard to miss one when they wore those caps.

"Excuse me," the same man interrupted us,"sorry, but you're the boxer aren't ya'?"

It was relieving that Bonnie was recognised as the fighter. This guy seemed excited to meet him.

"Yeah, that's me." Bonnie chuckled.

They dived into a conversation about Bonnie's most recent fight, speaking of tactics and different moves. The other man and I sat there, watching them as they spoke until I noticed him leaning closer to me.

"Must say, I can't believe I've missed a pretty face like yours round here." he boldly said.

I frowned."Excuse me?"

"Surely you've been here before?"

I took a sip of wine, avoiding his eye contact."A few times."

"I'm here almost every night!"

"Oh really?" my voice showed no interest.

"Well, I was lucky enough to see your beautiful features at least once." he winked.

I was shocked that he was flirting with me right in front of my boyfriend. How could he be so stupid? Bonnie knew how to fight (not that I wanted him to), but this man would be in some serious trouble. He was lucky that it was so loud in the Garrison that Bonnie wouldn't hear any of this.

"I don't think you realise, but I'm sat next to my boyfriend." I explained.

"Oh come on, we're young. Don't want to marry the first man you meet do you?"

"Please just stop."

"(Y/N)?" Bonnie suddenly said.

I flinched, not realising how close he was to me, and worried he had heard everything."Hm?"

"You want another drink?"

"Oh, yes, please."

"Alright, I'll be back."

"I'll come with you!"

"It's fine, I've got it."

He didn't read the panic in my voice. I could hold my own, but I was scared that in such a loud, crowded place, no one would notice me being dragged away by this man. And what if his friend helped, perhaps they had planned something already?

The man smirked."You know what they say, whilst the cats away-"

"Look, I've been polite. You've had your fun, but there are plenty of other women here, single women."

"But I don't want them."

Glancing at his friend, I saw that he wasn't paying attention, his focus on the people dancing to the music. Sighing, I stood up, needing to just leave the situation before it escalated. What I didn't expect was to be grabbed by my wrist and tugged back towards him.

"I didn't say you could go. Come on, stay and have some fun."

"Get off me!" I exclaimed, slapping his face.

A furious expression appeared, though his grip just tightened, his other hand grabbing my arse, causing me to scream out. I saw some men stand to come to my rescue, but not before Bonnie snatched me back towards him.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Bonnie shouted.

He looked petrified."Look, mate I-"

"I'm not your mate. Who do you think you are? Grabbing women how you want, especially my girl?!"

He was stuttering."Sh-she came onto me-"

Bonnie didn't wait for him to finish. Grabbing his collar, Bonnie punched him square in the face, receiving cheers as the man fell to the floor. Surprisingly, I didn't have to pull him away to stop things escalating. Bonnie wrapped his arm around my waist, guiding me out of the pub. I waited until we had at least crossed the street to speak.

"Bonnie-"

"Sorry (Y/N), I just need a few more minutes to calm down." he breathed out.

I nodded, continuing to walk with him to my house. Quietly opening the door (as to not wake my roommates), I led him to the kitchen, sitting him down at the table and checking his knuckles; there wasn't even a red mark.

"I know I shouldn't have resorted to fighting." He mumbled.

"Oh Bonnie," I sat on his lap, kissing his forehend tenderly,"if you hadn't done it, I would have."

He smiled."I just couldn't help it. I would have done something much worse, but I didn't want you to see that. And I needed to get you out of there."

"I appreciate it Bonnie, I really do. And you're really controlling yourself now. Thank you for saving me."

We shared a kiss, keeping our foreheads resting against each other.

"Anytime. No one is ever going to touch you like that again, ever. Even if there were a hundred men charging at you, I would fight everyone of them off."

I giggled."You can be so dramatic sometimes."

"But I mean every word."

"And so do I, especially when I say, I love you."

"And I love you."

[sighonahurricane]

Tagged by @nofckingfighting ❤❤

I might not answer all of these but I’ll replace those questions with some other facts.

Nickname: I don’t really have nicknames. My best friend just calls me ‘bro’ (lol) but you can call me ‘K’ here.

Gender: Female

Star sign: Capricorn

Height: 5′2″

Time: while I’m writing this? 12.40 pm

Birthday: December

Favourite Bands: I don’t have favs as such but I like Alt-J, Radiohead, Arctic Monkeys, Marian Hill, Des Rocs, London Grammar, Brick +Mortar etc.

Favourite Solo artists: I don’t have favs, again, so Hozier (I consider him a solo artist), Billie Marten, The Weeknd, PJ Harvey etc

Song stuck in my head: right now ‘Jumpsuit- Twenty One Pilots’

Last movie: Birds of Prey (I don’t watch a lot of movies)

Last Show: Brooklyn Nine Nine

When did I create this blog: Maybe sometime in July 2020

What do I post: Lol I just reblog stuff I like and add my idiotic commentary to it. Sometimes I make my own posts too.

Last thing googled: Non-Liner Regression Model 💀

Other blogs: @youremydcohlee​ It’s a side blog I have for stuff other than Peaky

Do I get asks: seldom

Why I chose my url: I have this thing for naming stuff after songs. And I think I tried two or three song names but they were all taken so I used this. Btw (just in case you want to listen to it) it’s ‘Sigh on A Hurricane- Des Rocs’

Following What I study- Structural Engineering

Followers Random fact- I want to own a bookstore someday. A tiny cute bookstore with a few regular customers maybe and little book-clubs. (I have tons of ideas for it istg)

Average hours of sleep: 5-6 hrs

Lucky number: None as such. But I like the number 5

Instruments: None

What am I wearing: A dark grey full sleeved top and white loose pants

Dream job: Quite specific but I’ll just stick with Structural Analyst.

Dream trip: Norway (for Northern lights), Santorini, London, British Virgin Islands

Favourite food: I love Indian and Italian cuisine. I can eat Desserts all day everyday.

Nationality Fun(weird) Fact- I don’t watch movies based on books if I haven’t read the books before (And this is for the books I really want to read). And that is why I haven’t watched Harry Potter Movies yet. I really want to read those but can’t make enough time.

Favourite song: I have a lot of fav songs but right now I’m listening to ‘Dead Moon- Bricks+Mortar’ 

Last book read: It’s been long since I read a book but ‘SlaughterHouse-Five- Kurt Vonnegut’

Top three fictional universes I’d like to live in: Peaky (it’s not all fictional lol), Shadowhunter-verse, Dark(tv show, it’s chaotic n all. I love it)

Tagging (mine are always no-pressure-to-do-this-in-return type, so yeah)-

@vintunnavaa @caelys @champagneholland @murderousginger  @flysafepapi @aranoburns  @peakyxtommy @amysteryspot  @irishwhiskeys 

[moral-turpitudes]

Thanks for the tags @nofckingfighting @flysafepapi! 😊

Name/Nickname: Katelyn, Katie, Kate, Kat, KK.

Gender: Female

Star sign: Pisces

Height: 5’0”

Time: 3:27 AM

Birthday: March 18th!

Favorite bands/groups: 5sos obv, Fleetwood Mac, (liked them before tik tok lol thanks parents), The Eagles, Queen, The Brook & The Bluff (their harmonies are *chefs kiss*), Elliot Root, etc.

Favorite solo artist: Atm, Harry Styles 😌✨

Song stuck in your head: Send Me On My Way by Rust Root (idk why lol)

Last movie: Free Fire (haven’t had the motivation to watch movies recently)

Last show: Hannibal

When did I create this blog: August 26th 2016 (?) year is iffy and I only remember the date bc it’s my best friends birthday :)

What do I post: random shit like memes and fanfics that I read or write, activism and occasional political things, gifs/posts about Peaky blinders, and aesthetic things like nature/travel pics, mood boards, architecture, design etc.

Last thing I googled: “tik tok song girl yelling” it made me anxious cuz it was very loud lol, but I feel old for googling it lmao. Turns out it was Stunna Girl 😅

Other blogs: a photography/aesthetic(ish) blog @artistiquex I’m never active there so I may delete it at some point.

Do I get asks: yes! I get so hype when I get a couple every week or so.

Why did I choose my url: so I’m considering changing it so smallheath(something?) cuz it seems catchy but I feel like I’ve branded myself now 😂 I may have to stay irishwhiskeys. BUT I did choose my current one bc I’m a hoe for Thomas Shelby and I feel like besides cigarettes, his main like personal theme and love is whiskey, so I just used what he liked but also wanted it to be something you had to think about.

Following: 1,116

Followers: 2,375

Average hours of sleep: 6-8? I go to bed hella late and wake up at noon so I guess it evens out lol

Lucky number: 5 I guess

Instrument: I love lots of them but can only very badly, play twinkle twinkle little star on the piano 👀😂

What am I wearing: black yoga pants and a light blue WKU shirt (university I went to) *look up the mascot, their name is big red and has no gender but we love their gum-drop looking ass all the same*

Dream job: set designer I guess or an artist that isn’t starving, but for some ungodly reason set designer could be more attainable. I have no acting experience tho and don’t want any, I just want to help design the sets without going into more debt cuz college so I guess it may stay a dream. 👀😂

Dream trip: travel Europe, more specifically like Ireland, Scotland, Germany, Poland, Wales, etc (all my white ass ancestors are from these places, also I just want to leave America 🥴)

Favorite food: Brownies or ice cream...or brownies AND ice cream 🤤

Nationality: American 🤮

Favorite song: shit idk, my latest obsession is the unreleased masterpiece that is “In This Room” from Cillians movie “The Delinquent Season” by Ed Sheeran and Ryan McMullan. YouTube or SoundCloud has it.

Last book I read: Home Body by Rupi Kaur

Top three fictional worlds: Peaky Blinders ofc, Divergent (the other books and movies were good but the first one is always the best also Theo James can fuck me uuuup), Criminal Minds, I love me some Spencer Reid-I also almost wanted to be in forensic science/criminology/mortuary science but I remembered I get too emotional and anxious and nervous around most authority figures for some reason so it would probs not be the best for me mentally lmao.

Tagging: @wowjeena, @shelundeadxxxx, @peakyrogers, @softmelly, @caelys and anyone else who wants to do this! :)

[nicmatic-x]

I'm a little drunk lol #irishwhiskey

[mytipsyturvy]

Daily MCO Drink #725: ST PATRICK’S DAY, made with 50ml Tullamore DEW Irish Whiskey, equal 10ml each of Green Chatreuse, Giffard Menthe-Pastille, lime juice and skmple syrup, 1 dash absinthe, shaken over ice and strained and topped with a splash of Perrier sparkling water. Happy St Patrick’s Day! This recipe by Simon Difford pretty much uses everything green I had (except melon liqueur, and my mint liqueur is the white type), and I even used Perrier to fit the green theme LOL. It’s actually not bad despite the colour, though there’s a lot going on - mint, herbal, citrus, and that hint of anise and good hit of whiskey. SLÁINTE! #tipsyturvycocktails #dailymcodrink #tipsyturvywhisky #tipsyturvyliqueur #mytipsyturvy #stpatricksday #irishwhiskey #whiskey #irishwhiskeycocktails #cocktails #stpatricksdaycocktails #tullamoredew #chartreuse #giffard #perriermy https://www.instagram.com/p/CbM1N5Tpqen/?utm_medium=tumblr

[sighonahurricane]

Thanks for the tag @babylooneytoonz 🌹

Oohh this is interesting but everyone knows who I have in my phone lol but I'll do it.

And consider that Tommy Shelby

And I'd love to be in some mess with Tommy why not 👀

I'm gonna tag @murderousginger @valkrist @flysafepapi @caelys @irishwhiskeys

NO CHEATING: You’re starring in a movie with the last person saved in your camera roll and the last song you listened to is the title. Who/what is it?

Okay i’m okay with this! 🤣💜

[franklinfleabag]

Heresy, they will say!! Anyone that knows me is aware of my love for good Scotch Whiskey. So, in affront to all of Scotland, I purchased this,lol.....Not to worry, I closed the curtains and locked all of the doors prior to pouring this, lest Scotland come looking for my hide. #bushmills , #irishwhiskey , #cardiffbythesea (at Cardiff-by-the-Sea, Encinitas, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ9tCIBBb1X/?igshid=1sqkgzzj7dlx0

[retrofatale]

Started this morning with #thepogues might as well stay in theme for #todaystee! (It also went straight to #DropKickMurphys right after so this is just my day today, lol #Jameson #whiskey #IrishWhiskey #FairyTaleOfNewYorkIsTheBestXmasSongAndIWillFightYou (at Little Five Points) https://www.instagram.com/p/CI0ydJzJUKN/?igshid=1egqzp2b937cd

[pollyrepents]

I was tagged by: @irishwhiskeys (ty!!!!!)

Rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to! put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people. no skipping!

this side of paradise - coyote theory

ophelia - the lumineers

un poco loco - gael garcia bernal

nobody - hozier

unpredictable - five seconds of summer

pov - ariana grande

helpless - original broadway cast of hamilton

bad idea (reprise) - original broadway cast of waitress

carolina - harry styles

WAP - cardi b, megan thee stallion

My tags: @hb-writes and @theshelbyclan and whoever wants to do it I can’t think of people who havent been tagged already lol whoops

[murswrites]

2021 summary of writing

rules: make a list of all of the fics you've written in 2021.

saw @lxncelot​ do it & decided why not :) (i took ur little line picture bc it is rad)

january;

jan 5) power couple - tobias eaton headcanon

jan 5) fuzzy - jaskier headcanon

febuary;

feb 14) one in the same - tobias eaton headcanon

feb 15) artistically inclined - the witcher 3 headcanon

march;

march 12) brush with death - shelby!sister drabble

march 19) like losing family - thomas shelby one-shot

march 20) fluff alphabet - tobias eaton

march 26) life-long friends - tobias eaton headcanon

march 30) fluff alphabet - harry bingham

april;

april 23) nothing good ever comes easy - t. shelby drabble

may;

may 25) what was he - malyen oretsev blurb

june;

june 5) he was everything - malyen oretsev drabble

june 13) caramel candies - thomas shelby one-shot

june 15) pure potential - the darkling one-shot

june 28) fluff alphabet - connor rk800

july;

july 18) first love - thomas shelby headcanon

august;

august 1) only you - bonnie gold drabble

august 29) could be in love - matthias helvar drabble

september;

september 15) a butcher’s baby - thomas shelby blurb

september 25) horribly obvious - matthias helvar blurb

september 29) spiders and toy soldiers - kaz brekker one-shot

october;

october 15) a burning blizzard - matthias helvar one-shot

november;

november 26) their throat - matthias helvar drabble

december;

nothing lol bc i am a bum

no-pressure-tags: @retromafia​, @caelys​, @irishwhiskeys​, @pollyrepents​, @haileyybird-deactivated20220102​ (WHAT???) @bonniesgoldengirl​, @myriadimagines​ + anyone else who is interested

[rolexwhisky]

#sandiegofoodies get hold of @ilovebananabreadsd their #bananabread is money. I paired the #nutella swirl banana bread with some #bushmills 21 tonight, because I can, lol, and because I knew it would be #yummyinmytummy😋. Wow, the #fatkidatheart❤️ in me is not going to let these last long in the house. #sandiegofoodie #foodie #bananabread🍌 @bushmillsusa @bushmillsuk @jackd13 . . . . . . #rolexwhisky #foodstagram #sandiegobaker #foodpics #bananabreadlover #whiskey #bushmills21 #bushmillswhiskey #dram #irishwhiskey #sandiegoeats #instawhiskey #bushmillsdistillery #sandiegobusiness #whiskygeek #whiskygram #foodiesofinstagram #foodilicious #sandiegoeat #singlemalt #singlemaltwhisky (at San Diego, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CC49ZyyDY7l/?igshid=1ujm9xxxop423

[unusualfabrication]

My friends know me, lol! #GreyGoose #Jameson #Picklebacks #Vodka #IrishWhiskey #Party #SaturdayShenanigans https://www.instagram.com/p/BxD7kF3A8uO/?igshid=zmi4jnrmx2z9

[culinarycara]

Clearly I'm up to no good...lol A special treat today! I'll spill the beans later 😁 #love #food #baking #foodporn #sweettooth #jameson #irish #irishwhiskey #deathbeforedecaf #sundayvibes #sundayfunday https://www.instagram.com/p/BtuH0VJFumd/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=20g8v0fpr0yv