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[strangebrews]

fisselig?? 💙💜

Fisselig - being flustered to the point of incompetence; a temporary state of inexactitude and sloppiness that is elicited by another person’s nagging

modern au o.O

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He did his paperwork in Margate now, on Alfie’s table. The change in scenery relaxed him. Ruined the fucking aesthetic of the living room, is what it did, Alfie would grumble, but he never did explicitly threaten to get rid of him. He preferred to have his messes organized, but he preferred Tommy in close proximity more—Tommy exploited that weakness to satisfy his own. 

Usually when he worked, Alfie would stroll along the beach with Cyril, shooting at the ships using his finger, because he had learned the hard way that you could not use a real gun on these premises. But it was raining that day, so Alfie sat himself in the armchair on the opposite side of the room. 

“Tommy,” Tommy could see him squinting down into the computer in his lap, glasses hovering in front of his eyes, “Tommy, what’s your favorite color?”

Tommy raised one brow, but answered Black before returning to his papers. He rarely bothered asking what Alfie did on that computer, primarily out of fear.

“Is your hair naturally black, or is it a very dark shade of brown?” Tommy sighed, but turned to the mirror above the fireplace to check for himself. Black, he repeated. Or very dark brown? He’d never thought about these things—why did Alfie think about these things?

“How tall are you Tommy? I’d say around 175, judging by the point at which our foreheads meet, but you never can be quite sure, yeah?” 

175 is fine. The company was losing money in America. He would have to confront Polly about it—Michael’s performance was falling short of what they had—

“Do the freckles extend onto your cheekbones or are they restricted to the cheeks only? Would you even consider them freckles, really is the question, since they’re faint, right, and usually—”

No freckles. Admitting he had freckles made him feel childish.

It was turning out to be much more money than he had initially anticipated—along with the cash Arthur was blowing through in London. Not good, not good at al—

“Is the shape of your face considered diamond or oval shaped?” Diamond. 

“Red or pink-hued lips?” None. Pale. 

“You like the haircut you have now, or are we looking to change?”

Tommy threw the pen down, dropped his forehead into his open palms. “Alfie Solomons,” the frustration in his voice was rising. He should probably restrain himself from lashing out, seeing as he was the guest in Alfie’s home, but his pestering had persisted for nearly an hour. “Why the fuck do you need all of this information right now?”

“Sims.” He said it matter-of-factly, without tearing his eyes from the screen. 

“Sims? In what fucking world—”

“I’ve only got a 48-hour free trial, Tommy. I’ve got to build this family of ours as quickly as possible, you know.”

And Tommy had more things to say, mainly about how utterly ridiculous this was, but the our family made him soften, just a bit, so he opted for “Make one of the kids blonde.” 

He always thought that would be funny.

word prompts

[bookersebastien]

I came for the sad French rat man and I stayed for You ✨💛

elena, my warmth when i shiver in cold!! yes we love the rat bastard man on this blog!! ily!! 💜💜

[tommyplum]

tiredspices:  067. — fall from grace (um if you make this...

@tommyplum im not a big grace fan either (if you cant tell from the digs about her attitude to the rest of the shelbys bc thats one thing i cant STAND about her) but the temptation of a pun and not have to write AU got to me (even though this is a little Haunting of Hill House inspired) im glad you liked it anyway x

YES the Hill House feelings!! <3

And also yes to Grace’s toffee-nosed airs and the way that she stressed the class differences between herself and the Shelbys. Which honestly contributed to my never really getting on board with Tommy being so maaaadly in love with her to the point of conjuring up her ghost, because with May and Tatiana, he’s super derisive and scornful of their wealth and status (even as he uses it to his own advantage) but he just sort of smiles dopily at Grace and her stupid society thank-you notes? invitations? whatever the fuck that was, I don’t even remember properly because she bored me to tears. Where was Tommy Shelby the Man of the People THEN huh

[smallheathgangsters]

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[daphnaea]

zodiac moodboard: pisces sun | scorpio moon | aries rising | aries venus | sagittarius mars for @tiredspices

Where were you when I was still kind?

[agender-anomaly]

List five things that make you happy 🌻 then put this in the askbox of the last 10 people who reblogged something from you :) get to know your mutuals and followers 💛 (only if u want ofc)

1. bees

2. early morning

3. makeup

4. my friends :)

5. seeing cool looking people irl

[myplaceofheavenorhell]

8 and 15 for the peaky asks 💙

8. Favorite season?

The first. Period.

There are some things that bothered me, but it is the one I hold most dearly in my heart.

15. How do you think Tommy Shelby's story is gonna end?

Oh boy, that’s a tough one. I want to be wrong - I REALLY want to be wrong, but I think that this story isn’t going to end well for Tommy. Having in mind all his trauma with the WWI and knowing that the story is heading to the WWII I think that he will end up dead or having a really bad breakdown, like, really going mad. Or living the rest of his life in regret thinking that he could have done things differently. I really want to be wrong but it’s my opinion so far.

And thanks for asking, sweetie! *-*

[rotzaprachim]

Alexander Skarsgård as Jeanne Pierre in 2old 2 guard flashbacks

must sincerely thank @tiredspices and @mn-os for that one

[strangebrews]

prompt 16? 💕

#16 Elder 💛

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There were splotches of blood along Tommy’s hairline when he arrived at Margate, places that his quick wash had missed. His shoulders drooped in exhaustion as he climbed the stairs with heavy steps. Picking at the dirt under his fingernails, he folded himself into Alfie’s lap on the armchair. A rare occurrence—a sign of a particularly long day. 

He was bony, his bottom digging into Alfie’s thigh, but Alfie clenched his teeth and focused on the forehead pressed into the scruff of his beard instead. Slid a hand under Tommy’s shirt, thumb caressing the length of his spine.

“What are we going to do when we’re elderly?” The sun was disappearing behind the water, Tommy’s question barely audible against the loud buzz of cicadas. Alfie inhaled. 

Tommy was asking about the future—Tommy never asked about the future. For one, in a business where you teetered on the brink of death often, aging was an abstract concept, not romanticized. Growing old meant growing vulnerable. But the ‘we’ was what made Alfie lean into Tommy’s touch, wrap his arms around him tighter. 

We. Alfie had played with the idea of forever here and there, but he never mentioned it and neither did Tommy. Doubted Tommy ever considered it because everything he engaged in seemed to be temporary—to minimize the blow of inevitable loss. 

Alfie indulged in the question. 

“The first thing you’ll do is finally read all the books in that dusty stack on your desk, poor bastards. Won’t be able to use time as your excuse any longer. I’ll make tea—lots of it—in that shiny new kettle you’ll buy me. There will be dogs, I can assure you that, which we’ll have to take on long walks on this beach right here.” He continued on with his vivid descriptions, knowing well that Tommy had not meant ‘do’ literally, but it did not seem right to dwell on reality now. 

They’d collect seashells and create origin stories for each one. Experimenting with cooking was a must—Alfie still had a cupboard filled with his mother’s spices and yellowing recipes that he’d neglected since her death. There’d be music. All day—a soft hum in the background. They could sleep until the sun had risen far above the clouds, the chatter of gulls pulling them out of bed. “You’ll have to do something about the snoring.” Tommy interjected only once. 

Yes, Alfie would do something about the snoring. And at night, after they had finished counting the stars, they would bundle up in homemade blankets on the couch in their living room—Alfie would take up knitting, he decided. He had always been interested in knitting. 

Tommy’s eyelids had drooped closed, the heat from an imagined fire thawing his toes. “No obligations, Tommy Shelby. Just you and me.” Lips grazed over his temple softly. 

Solitude and the smell of burning oak. That was worth surviving for.

[bookersebastien]

handwriting ✒ 30 38 39 💕

💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

[khaotunng]

Tagged by: @capt-ann this was difficult how dare you💕

Rules: List your favourite character from 10 different fandoms then tag 10 people.

1- Arthur (Inception)

2-Charles Xavier (X-Men)

3-Nicolò di Genova (The old guard)

4-Tony Stark (MCU)

5-Nico di Angelo (PJO)

6-Aang (Atla)

7-Five Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy)

8-Richard Gansey III (The Raven Cycle, I know he’s the lame choice aidhsjdh)

9-Crowley (Good Omens)

10-Poe Dameron (Star wars)

Tagging: (it’s me, Lyde!) @nicelytousled @marwankensari @brie-on-bread @onlytears-pain @heisallandheismore @socialfailure @ignoredendgame @queen-of-the-bicons @maya what is your url challenge @tiredspices

[smallheathgangsters]

Freeze! You’re under arrest for being so lovely. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful!!! 💕💕

you know I love youuuuuuu

[violetfahrenheit]

I was tagged by the amazing @weeo to share 10 Books I Want to Read in 2020. Here we go!

In no particular order:

So the first one is “Broken” by Daniel Clay. I first found this book because of its movie, Broken (Cillian Murphy is in it!), and loved the story so much I needed to read it! I'd really like to get it as an audiobook, even though I've never used audiobooks before; this is a story with loads of British mannerisms, and I'd love to hear it narrated with a British accent 😍.

Second one is “The Song of Achilles” by Madeline Miller. I've been wanting to read this book for months now and i am so sure I will love it! I'm also a huge fan of mythologies in general, which makes this even more attractive. I have this book as an epub but I'd really like to get it on paper (can't now 'cause well there's a world pandemic situation so I can't go out and buy it)(no we don't really buy books online and have them delivered in Argentina, Amazon doesn't reach here 🤧).

Third is “The Catcher in the Rye” by J.D. Salinger. A classic really, not much else to say about this one!

“The Raven Boys” by Maggie Stiefvater, book 1 from the “ The Raven Cycle ” saga! I bought this saga on paper from Amazon when I was traveling and accidentally got 1 & 4 in English and 2 & 3 in Spanish when i had intended for all of them to be in English 🤦. Oh, well.

“The Dream Thieves” / “Los Saqueadores de Sueños”, by Maggie Stiefvater, book 2, from the “ The Raven Cycle ” saga! (by the way i decided to read this saga because i fell in love with the fanart via Pinterest)

“Blue Lily, Lily Blue” / “El Tercer Durmiente”, by Maggie Stiefvater, book 3, from the “ The Raven Cycle ” saga! (i seriously love the cover) (by the way can somebody tell me why was this translated to 'El Tercer Durmiente' which means 'the third sleeper'?? hope this makes sense once i read it?)

And lastly, “The Raven King”, by Maggie Stiefvater, book 4, from the “The Raven Cycle ” saga!

Next is “More Than This” by Patrick Ness. I adored “A Monster Calls”, another novel by him, so I wanted to read more books by him.

“Six Of Crows”, by Leigh Bardug. Another saga here (a duology, actually)! I also fell in love with the characters (mostly Kaz) through fanart, and decided to add this to my NEED TO READ list, as a lot of people also recommended it to me.

And finally, “Crooked Kingdom”, by Leigh Bardugo, second part of the “ Six Of Crows duology ”.

thanks a lot again @weeo​ for the tag!! This was really fun to do, and will also be really useful to maybe guilt myself into reading these sometime this year. Cheers!!

tagging (if you want, otherwise no pressure!): @tiredspices​ / @those-peakyboys​ , @knifeplusheart​ , @andtherewerefireworks​ , @myplaceofheavenorhell​ , @shakehandswithdevils​ , @iamnmbr3 , @emjenenla ​ , @smallheathgangsters​ .

[strangebrews]

oh!! 65. uncertainty with tommy/freddie?? 💕💞

#65 Uncertainty

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Their friendship is born out of a dare.

Tommy Shelby keeps to himself, because he prefers it that way—he’s quite picky with his friends, even as a child, though not many people are willing to befriend him anyway. He’s cold, they say. Different.

Everyone loves Freddie, on the other hand. Freddie is warm, and Freddie is funny—always something clever hanging off the tip of his tongue. Freddie’s the only one brave enough to approach Tommy on that dare, after he’s promised a square of imported chocolate. 

Their conversation is short. Tommy greets him by saying the chocolate wasn’t worth it—he’d heard their loud whispering. It wasn’t good quality, or at least that’s what his Aunt Polly had once claimed, and Freddie laughs because it’s not the introduction he expected.

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Freddie decides he wants to be friends with Tommy, because he likes Tommy’s silence—he only speaks when he truly has something to say. And Tommy likes Freddie, because Freddie pretends to know nothing about him, but asks very few questions. The thing about Tommy is that he is open when he wants you around, and he always wanted Freddie around. Freddie’s different—he’s light, doesn’t have any sadness trailing behind him. And they discover these things gradually, by spending as much time with one another as possible, far into the evenings until they hear Freddie’s mother calling for him in the wind.

They become inseparable quickly. Tommy passes him notes in class—silly caricatures of the teachers or tiny horses. Freddie begins sharing his food with Tommy, and tells his mother to pack more now—he’s a growing boy after all. They race paper sailboats in the river, shoot at pigeons with their stick pistols and draw maps in the dust—crossing x’s on top all of the places they would travel together.

Together, together, together.

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But the other kids never truly go away.  They continue to hover around Freddie throughout the years, jealous and increasingly suspicious of Tommy—they stole their Freddie away from them, after all. And Freddie was never one to refuse invitations, so as they grow older he begins to split his time up more frequently. Says later to Tommy on occasion. 

Their togetherness is threatened by others, Tommy realizes, but keeps it to himself. It was ridiculous for a 12-year old boy to have to bite his tears back because a friend refused him. Though part of his frustration stems from the fact that Tommy has been forced to share all of his life. He’d like to be greedy for once. He wants Freddie to himself.

“Do you like them more than me?” The question tumbles out one afternoon when Freddie arrives later than they had agreed—Tommy sees the other friend leave Freddie at the corner. It’s a naive question, but he’s a child, so it is excusable.

Tommy’s fisted his right hand, the tips of his ears blazing red. Freddie smiles at him, crooked, and rubs the fingers open—hugs Tommy tightly. “No. They’re just my friends. You’re my best friend, Tommy.” and that is a crucial distinction

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Their roles swap once Greta arrives. 

Freddie wishes her away with every pebble he tosses into the river, whenever he and Tommy meet up by the bank. He understands Tommy now, wishes he had abandoned all those friends back then so he’d have a stronger argument. I never left you, so why are you leaving me? was not a viable option. But Freddie was also not as strong-willed as Tommy—did not know how to properly bite back his words.

“Do you love her more than me?” Freddie has no excuse for the question, but by eighteen he has learned that loving Tommy feels the same as loving a girl was supposed to.

Tommy throws a stone into the water and makes some invisible wish. The question remains unanswered.

[bookersebastien]

ooh honey strawberry roses sweetheart 💖💘💞✨

elena my love!!

honey - favorite term of endearment?

my love, and im a sucker for cute ones in other languages

strawberry - favorite fruit?

ugh i love fruit so this is hard but maybe mango or strawberries

roses - what flower do you find most beautiful?

sunflowers by far

sweetheart - favorite mug/cup?

another one of my fave mugs that i don't actually use often because its not microwave safe is this mug that has a giraffe pattern on the outside and this little ceramic giraffe inside the middle of the mug and it's adorable

soft asks!

[khaotunng]

I was tagged by @tiredspices 💗💗💗 ty darling

RULES: bold everything that applies to you and tag people you’d like to get to know better.

APPEARANCE

i’m over 5’5” // i wear glasses or contacts // i have blonde hair (right now) // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear makeup // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards

RELATIONSHIP

i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long-distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

AESTHETIC

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sunrise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colors // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favorite season

MISC

i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs // i have a cat

Tagging: @brie-on-bread @queen-of-the-bicons @ink-phoenix @marwankensari @ignoredendgame @heisallandheismore