Procrastinating from English Coursework and so here is a masterlist for you all of my imagines. You may want it, or you may not want it but I really don’t want to do my coursework so I might aswell waste my time effectively! :)
In this list you will find:
- Youtubers (Jack and Finn Harries, Marcus Butler, Alfie Deyes, Caspar Lee, Troye Sivan, Kian Lawley, Connor Franta, Jai Brooks)
- Logan Lerman
- Niall Horan
- 5SOS (Luke Hemmings, Michael Clifford, Ashton Irwin, Calum Hood)
- Nathan Sykes
- The Vamps (Connor Ball, Brad Simpson)
- Taron Egerton
- Dylan O’Brien
(Can we also keep in mind some of these imagines are from 3 years ago now, so they’re not exactly the best! And some are just general whereas others were requests written for specific people, but they can still be read, you can just substitute yourself in!)
- He finds out you self harm (A/N: This was requested, I no way myself would romanticise self harm, and please if anybody would like someone to talk to my ask is always open, don’t feel you have to go through things alone)
· Hey I’d like to request an Imagine in which the reader is grace child and as a teenager she meets Tommy and is falling for Finn If you could make it -> thank you so much💕
· 23 and 50 would be really cute with finn!!
23 - “we have to be quiet.”
50 - “people are staring.”
You had travelled from the alive, electric city of New York, America to the smoky, deadened city of Birmingham, England with your mother. And though you had made your detest of the idea known to her, she had dragged you alongside her despite your requests to stay in New York. She’d spoke wildly of the last time she was here (you’d been to young the first time she came over and stayed in Ireland), attempting to make the city seem just as unforgettable as New York, but you and her both knew: it wasn’t the city that was unforgettable, it was the people.
The carriage buckled slightly as it sped over the cobbled streets of Small Heath, your heart jolted and your hand grasped onto the seat beside you for support if it was needed. Your mother chuckled slightly beside you, apparently she was used to this kind of reckless driving. You simply rolled your eyes and turned your head to the carriage window. Smoky air clouded the city, billowing past the cart in cosmic waves. Everything you laid your eyes on seemed blackened with ash and dirt: the cars, the buildings, even the people seemed to have skin smudged with the substance. You turned back to your mother, a pleading look present on your features. But she only smiled sweetly. And you couldn’t say a thing.
The carriage came to a rocky stop adjacent to an emerald green pub, it’s still shining paint seeming rather out-of-place among the crumbling bricks it was surrounded by. You stepped out as your mother paid; the stench of smoke overpowering your senses. As the cab drove off in a gush of fumes, you were left behind; you couldn’t help but overlook the street, a sigh emitting from your parted lips.
“[y/n], come!” Your mother waved you over with a smile, one hand pressed against the door of The Garrison, which she’d partly opened. With a slight run, you met her at the entrance, where her arm slipped around your own as the two of you entered side by side.
“Grace!” Came a muffled shout from the almost empty bar, a well-dressed man you’d never met before came to greet you, a cigarette hanging from his mouth, “lovely to see you again.”
“You too, Thomas.” They kissed briefly on the cheek before your mother turned to you, “this is my daughter, [y/n].” He nodded his head to you, slightly tipping the peak of his cap.
“Same age as Finn?” He turned to Grace with his query. With a slight furrow of her eyebrows she replied promptly.
“I believe so.”
“Finn, c’mere!” Thomas shouted, to which a door swung open and a young boy (about the same age as you) came to his side.
“Yeah, Tommy?” The boy inquired.
“This is [y/n],” Thomas held his hand towards you with a drag of his cigarette and smile to Finn, whose eyes trailed over you as his older brother spoke, “[y/n] this is Finn. He will be showing you around Small Heath for the day.” Your eyebrows raised in unison with Finn’s.
“Yes, now go on.” Tommy practically pushed the two of you out the doors of The Garrison himself, until you were both stood on the street outside in a somewhat awkward silence. You shuffled on your feet and smoothed out the skirt of your dress as the two of you stared down at the floor. Finn cleared his throat loudly.
“Err… So, I’ll guess we’ll start with my street, then…?”
Before the two of you had even realised, the sun had set over Small Heath, and while the dark night only enhanced the tarnished state of the streets; the city had grown on you since your arrival. And, perhaps even more surprisingly, the two of you had became almost like best friends in the mere hours you’d spent together upon Tommy’s orders. You had spoke freely to him about living in Ireland and New York, and how initially you practically begged for your mother to not bring you here. To you, it was as though you had found someone you could speak to without worry of repercussions or judgement. And Finn reciprocated those feelings. He was the youngest of his siblings; a Peaky boy. Most of the children his age were told to avoid him in case of run-ins with his elder brothers, and yet he felt like he couldn’t speak openly to them without a hearty laugh from every sentance he spoke.
It was nearing midnight when the two of you had finally reached the Shelby family home again. You’re mother wasn’t worried; with all her knowledge, she knew you would be safe with a Shelby lad. Finn’s hand was wrapped tightly around your own as he guided you through the kitchen, which was only lit by the reflection of the moon through the panelled glass.
“We have to be quiet.” He spoke in whispers as he showed you up the stairs, his hand now framing your lower back. “Polly will be asleep.” Slowly, he opened the door to his room, allowing you to enter first. The two of you sat down on the bed beside each other, your head lazily rolling against Finn’s shoulder as your eyes drooped. Yet, you still had so much to speak about. And you continued to speak until your eyes shut completely.
You woke the next morning laid atop Finn’s bed, your hand flung over the side to meet his near where he was curled upon a bed of pillows and blankets on the floor, still dressed smartly in the same suit he wore the day before. You smiled graciously at the sleeping boy before noticing the open door, complete with a hazy figure standing in the doorway.
“Wake Finn up, would you [y/n]?” Tommy asked as he blew smoke from his full lips, of which were formed in a smirk. “Breakfast is in five.” He left and shut the door behind him, leaving you to lightly chuckle to yourself before reaching down and disturbing Finn from his slumber with a gentle shake.
The two of you made your way downstairs in a quick fashion, still dressed head-to-toe in your outfits from the previous day. Finn opened the door, stepping aside to allow you to slip in before him. Met with smirks and stares from the Shelby family, as well as your mother, who was sat with raised eyebrows as she sipped on a small teacup, Finn’s eyebrows furrowed. He lent down slightly to your height until his lips were close to your ear.
“People are staring.” You couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at his observation, looking up at the sweet boy you’d grown to like in more than just one way.
I exit my last period class and dash towards the parking lot, usually I’m not in this much of a hurry to get out of school but my poor boyfriend is at home sick and there’s no one home to take care of him. I get to my car and throw all my books and Steve’s into the backseat, I grabbed his homework and assignments on my lunch hour - not like he’s going to do them anyway. I start my car and make my way to Steve’s house.
I get to his place within 10 minutes and park my car in the driveway, his parents won’t mind cause they’re out of town once again. I walk up to the front door and let myself in with the key Steve gave me and make my way upstairs to Steve’s room, I open his door and my heart breaks at the sight of him. He’s wrapped up in what looks like 3 blankets with tissues all over his floor and bed, I watch him turn his head and he sees me and gives me the saddest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Hey baby, how are you feeling?” I question as I walk to the edge of his bed and sit down, he sniffles and before he can answer he lets out some rough sounding coughs.
“I’m okay.” he says with a raspy voice, clearly he’s not okay.
“Awe my poor boy, I’m gonna take care of you, okay?” I say in a concerning voice, he smiles at me and nods his head, completely content with being babied.
“Do you have a fever?” I say as I reach my hand to feel his forehead, he feels a normal but his head is all sweaty. “No fever.” I say pushing some hair out of his face. “Have you taken any medicine?” I ask, knowing fully well he’s going to lie and say yes.
“Yes I did.” he says nodding his head, I give him a skeptical look and stand up putting my hands on my hips.
“Steve Harrington don’t lie to me.” I say sternly, he just stares at me biting his lip knowing he got caught. “I’ll be right back.” I say as I leave his room and head for the medicine cabinet in the bathroom, Steve doesn’t get sick often, since he’s an athlete he takes pretty good care of himself but when he does get sick he’s the biggest baby I’ve ever met. I grab some Benadryl to help his sore throat and head back to his room, when I get back he’s still in the same position watching the door to see what I brought. When he sees the bottle of Benadryl his eyes widen and he covers his head with a blanket.
“No! I’m not taking that! It tastes like shit!” he yells from under the covers acting like a child.
“Babe c’mon. Please don’t do this.” I whine opening the bottle and pouring some liquid into the lid.
“Nuh uh, no way!” he protests from under the sheets.
I huff out a loud groan knowing he’s going to be stubborn about this.
“Alright fine, you wanna be a baby? Fine with me.” I say pouring the medicine back into the bottle, “I’ll just leave since you can clearly take care of yourself, hey I wonder what Billy’s doing tonight.” I say sarcastically.
“Alright! I get it, give me the stupid medicine!” He whines as he takes the covers off his body, crossing his arms like a child.
I smile at him and reopen the bottle pouring it back into the lid once again, I take a seat in front of him on the bed and he pushes himself up to receive the medicine. I hand the lid over to him and he takes it glaring at me, he stares at the lid for 10 seconds before taking a deep breath and downing it. He scrunches his face in disgust and I can’t help but laugh, he then shudders his body and makes gagging noises, now he’s over exaggerating.
“Oh stop it’s not that bad you big baby.” I say mocking him, putting the lid back on the bottle.
“Oh yeah?” he questions, “Lets see you take a swig and see how macho you are princess.” He says taking the bottle from my hands.
“If I hang out with you any longer I may have to.” I joke taking his sweaty hand in mine, he gives me a glare and places the bottle on his night stand. “How about I make you some soup?” I say trying to make him feel better.
“Maybe later, can we just cuddle for a bit?” He asks extending his arms out to me, I tilt my head in awe and nod my head.
“Of course baby.” I say, he pulls his blankets down and pats to the empty space next to him. I shuffle over to his side and wrap my arm around his torso, resting my head on his chest.
“Thank you for coming over and taking care of me.” he says, “I love you so much.” he whispers into my ear holding me tighter to his body.
I smille and look up at him, “I love you to my sick boy.” I say and I kiss his cheek. I fall asleep to the sound of his heart beating, as stubborn as he is - I love taking care of him.
Here’s a masterlist of my WWE and Youtuber prompts/imagines that will hopefully work for mobile users. Please let me know if anything doesnt work. This is updated everytime I post a new lot of writing.
Alright, time to request something!! “Ignore me, I didn’t see anything” With Finn, where he sees the reader changing and is super fluster about it ?
Finn was your best friend and had been for several years. You two grew up together so it was no surprise that when your mother kicked you out, you moved in with him. You found it a bit ironic though that she kicked you out for hanging with a Shelby instead of trying to keep you away.
However, living with the Shelby brothers did mean for certain embarrassing moments. Usually, it was just them catching you with a lad who was dropping you off from a date, or you singing to yourself when you made dinner.
But, growing up with basically only men, aside from Ada - who you didn’t really get along with anyways, you learned quite a few things. They had taught you what men usually look for in a girl for one night stands and what they want if they’re looking for an actual relationship. Arthur even took it upon himself to teach you what safe sex meant.
Happy 800+ followers to me!! Thank you guys so much and I love you as always! I had a lot of fun writing this imagine 💓 I hope you guys enjoy is as much as I did writing it xx
This is kinda long whoops, sorry you guys. I might make a part two for this because I have so many ideas for this imagine that it won’t fit in one post! \
***I MIGHT MAKE THIS INTO A SERIES!!! SEND ME AN ASK IF YOU WOULD WANT THIS TO BE A SERIES!!!!***
Warnings: Cursing as usual
Characters: It kids & female!reader
Pairing: Maybe romantic ;) Wyatt Oleff x reader, slight Scorpius Malfoy x reader (bc I love him), and platonic IT cast x reader
Some key: Sentence in italics means that the perspective changed.
Also I set this in the Curse Child era because it’s more realistic :~)
It was the most exciting time of the year for Y/N. It was time to go back to Hogwarts, her beloved school. Y/N couldn’t wait to leave your boring home and be back in the wizarding world. She also couldn’t wait to see what 5th Year has in store.
As soon as Y/N’s luggage were taken care of, Y/N quickly boarded the Hogwarts Express. Students were also trying to get in the train, so it was pretty hectic, but thankfully to Y/N, she managed to get in. The next challenge for her was to find a seat, each compartment seemed to be occupied. Hogwarts students seemed to have doubled this year. Last year there were a couple of empty compartments, but this year every single compartment seemed full.
Y/N ventured around the train’s hall trying to find a compartment, when suddenly compartment 3B slammed open.
“Where the fuck’s my chocolate frog, Jack? Did you eat it? I swear if you did you, owe me one.”
“Not if I run away!” A boy with dark brown hair zooms out of compartment 3B followed by a boy with curly hair. Y/N giggled at them and proceeded to check out the compartment.
Y/N looked in and saw a boy with light brown locks reading. Y/N knocked on the compartment door to get his attention.
“Hey um… Is this compartment full?” Y/N said as she stood by the door nervously. She didn’t really like talking to new people, it made her nervous.
“It kinda is, but we can squeeze one more person in.” The boy replied as he placed a bookmark on his book and closed it.
“Oh thanks I thought I was going to have to move to another coach.”
“No, no need. You can stay here.” The boy said as he scoot over closer to the window so she had room to sit.
“Thanks again.” Y/N smiled as she took a seat next to him.
The train’s whistle sounded loudly, indicating that the train would be moving soon.
“Where are those two idiots? The train’s about to move.” The boy commented following an eyeroll. Y/N laughed a little remembering the two boys who ran out the compartment minutes ago.
“They should be back soon, they’re probably going to be yelled at by Prefects.” Y/N said and gave the boy a reassuring smile.
“That’ll be funny, them getting in trouble and all.” The boy laughed a little making Y/N laugh slightly too, “Anyway, my name’s Wyatt. Nice to meet you…?”
“Y/N, my name’s Y/N.” Y/N replied in a friendly tone.
“Y/N… Nice to meet you, Y/N.” Wyatt said while giving you a rather cute half smile.
“Nice to meet you too, Wyatt.” Y/N said as she gave him a smile in return.
As soon as the train started moving, two boys entered the compartment.
“God damn Prefects, thinking they’re all great and shit. They’re such assholes.” Said a boy with dark brown hair as he entered the compartment. He then sat down on the empty seat in front of you and Wyatt.
“Well it was your fault for running around the train. What do you expect? We’re you like expecting for them to give you praise for running around? Like ‘Oh wow, Jack! Good job for running around the train even though you’re not supposed to! Here! Have a Fizzing Whizzbee!’” The other curly haired boy replied sarcastically which made the dark brown haired boy push him slightly.
“Fuck you, Finn.”
“Just laying the truth down.” The boy beside Jack said as he took a seat next to Jack.
“Woah who’s that?” The boy with dark brown hair said as he turned to face Y/N which caused the boy beside him to turn too.
“This is Y/N, I met her a couple of minutes ago.” Wyatt replied while giving Y/N a smile. Y/N then gave the two boys a small, shy wave.
“Hi Y/N!! I’m Jack and this is my idiot friend, Finn.” Jack said as he reached for Y/N’s hand to shake. Y/N took his hand and gave it a little shake, she also went to go shake Finn’s hand.
“I think it’s the other way around, Jack.” Finn said while shaking his head disapprovingly. “But anyway, I’m Finn and Jack’s the idiot one.”
“Honestly, fuck off.”
Y/N and Wyatt laughed at their banter, Y/N knew that she was going to get a long well with these boys.
“Well, nice to meet you guys.” Y/N said with a small smile. She were glad she finally made friends after four years of failed attempts. Y/N wasn’t really the social type. She preferred to be by herself, but this year was different. This year, she managed to make friends with three boys much to her surprise.
“So Y/N, you’re a fifth year too?” Finn asked Y/N as he looked at her attentively, he seemed really interested in getting to know Y/N. Jack seemed to be interested too, for he was also looking at her attentively.
“Uhm, yea I am. You guys too right?” Y/N replied trying to get the conversation going though she didn’t have to try that hard, the boys were extremely easy to talk to.
“Yea we are.” Jack replied, Finn and Wyatt nodded in agreement, “What house are you in? I’m in Gryffindor.”
“I’m in Gryffindor also.” Finn said with a smile.
“I’m in Ravenclaw.” Wyatt added while showing you his Ravenclaw pin that was pinned on his sweater.
“I…I’m in Slytherin.” Y/N said shyly, whenever she told people her house people would almost always suddenly look at her differently, like she some sort of monster. Like she was the most intimidating person in the planet.
Wyatt, Jack, and Finn were different though. The three boys were in complete awe. Jack’s mouth was wide open and Finn had to close it for him.
“That’s fucking awesome, we’ve never met a Slytherin before.” Finn said in complete admiration.
“Right? We’ve never been friends with one, you’re our first Slytherin friend!” Jack stared at Y/N like she was some sort of goddess, Wyatt didn’t even say a word for was speechless.
“It’s really a big deal, I’m just a regular student like you guys.” Y/N said with a shy smile, she didn’t really understand why they were making such a big deal about her house.
“It is a big deal! At least for us.” Finn let out a small laugh before he continued, “I bet you’re a fucking badass, dude.”
“Not really to be honest with you.”
“Bullshit! Of course you are.” Jack exclaimed as he slammed his hands on his thighs for emphasis. Wyatt nodded in agreement which caused you to smile.
A prefect knocked on the compartment door, cutting Y/N off. Finn, who was closest to the door, opened it for the prefect.
“Put your robes on, we’re arriving in twenty minutes!” The prefect said in her thick Irish accent. Finn scratched the back of his head in confusion, he wasn’t sure what the prefect had just said, all four of them did not know what the prefect had just said . “Sorry, I… we completely missed that, what did you say again?” Finn timidly asked while looking down in embarrassment.
“I said, could you please put your robes on, we’re arriving in twenty minutes.” The girl said slowly, the four understood what she said this time.
“Alright, thank you so much!” Y/N replied to the prefect with a shy smile, she gave Y/N a smile in return before closing the compartment door.
“That was the same prefect that yelled at me when I was running around the train.” Jack said with a bit of bitterness in his voice which made the three of them laugh.
“Dude, it was your fault for running in the first place.”
“Fuck off, Finn I do what I want.” Jack’s remark made Y/N and Wyatt burst out laughing, Finn fell to the floor also laughing and pretty soon Jack joined the laughter.
It was crazy how fast the train ride was with Wyatt, Finn, and Jack. It was nothing compared to Y/N’s last four years before. In the past, train rides to Hogwarts felt like years, but with the boys it went by quick. Time does go by fast when having fun with friends.
The Welcoming Feast
Y/N sat in the Slytherin table with all the other Slytherins. She felt lonely without Wyatt, Finn, and Jack. She didn’t have anyone to talk to, she were alone in a table full of kids of her own house. She didn’t feel like talking to someone new either, Y/N didn’t have the courage that she had when she talked to Wyatt on the train.
As Y/N ate her meal, she scanned the Ravenclaw table for Wyatt. She found him in no time for his curly hair was hard to miss. Y/N saw him talking to a girl, though he looked like he wasn’t really interested in the conversation they were having, in fact, he looked bored. She stared at him some more, secretly hoping that he would catch her eye, but when he didn’t Y/N turned away, secretly disappointed.
Wyatt secretly hoped for the girl beside him to stop talking. She went on and on about this film that she watched over the summer and he sat there trying his best to act as if he was interested. He didn’t even know why this girl was talking to him the first place. He wondered if she was talking to the right person because she was talking as if he should know what she was talking about. Eventually, the girl stopped talking to him and Wyatt never felt so free.
Wyatt couldn’t get Y/N out of his head, something about her stuck with him and he didn’t know what it was. He began to scan the Slytherin table for Y/N and it didn’t take long for him to find her, for her (hair color) hair and her bright (eye color) stood out amongst the Slytherin crowd. As he ate his meal he found himself staring at her, he watch her toy with her food, looking bored. She didn’t have anyone to talk to, Wyatt secretly wanted to come over to her and speak to her so that she didn’t feel lonely. Sadly he couldn’t, so instead he stared at her hoping to her her attention, hoping that she somehow look at him and wave at him maybe. ‘This is creepy, I feel creepy. I should stop.’ Wyatt thought to himself after staring at Y/N for more than a minute. Deep down, Wyatt was disappointed that Y/N didn’t catch him staring at her.
After what seemed like forever, Headmistress McGonagall finally dismissed all the Hogwarts students to their common rooms to relax, for tomorrow morning classes would start.
Y/N followed her Slytherin peers to the Slytherin common room. Along the way, Y/N’s group bumped into a group of Ravenclaws. As soon as she noticed the Ravenclaw robe on one of the kids, Y/N immediately looked around for Wyatt and it didn’t take long for her to find him once again. Instead of just staring at him like in the Great Hall, she mustered up all her courage to yell out his name.
“Wyatt!” Y/N called out making Wyatt turn towards her rapidly. As soon as Wyatt saw Y/N, he couldn’t help but let out the biggest smile. Y/N, without thinking began to walk towards him. Wyatt also, without thinking began to walk towards Y/N. The two didn’t even notice their groups slowly leaving them.
“How was dinner?” Wyatt asked Y/N with the biggest smile.
“It was boring, I didn’t have anyone to talk to.” She said, giving Wyatt a half smile. “How was yours?”
“I was annoyed and kind of lonely. It was bad. My friend, Jeremy, sat far away from me and this random girl kept talking about this muggle movie that she watched over the summer. Gosh, I wanted to leave.” Wyatt said with an eyeroll which caused Y/N to laugh a little.
Y/N looked at her surroundings and saw that her group has left her, Wyatt also seemed to notice that his group has left him.
“Holy shit… my group! Fuck they left!” Wyatt exclaimed, panicking slightly. “Fuck, I have to solve that riddle all by myself now.” Wyatt ran his hand through his hair in frustration.
“Hey look at me, you can do it. Don’t panic. At least you only have to solve a riddle. I have to know which wall to whisper the password to. Shit, I don’t even know the password.” Y/N said trying to make Wyatt feel better. She managed to let out a laugh even though she was in deep shit. “You’ll be fine, Wyatt. Trust me. Now go okay? Goodnight, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Bye, Y/N. Thanks for making me feel slightly better.” Wyatt reached out to Y/N and hugged her without thinking which caught Y/N off guard. It didn’t take long for Y/N to return the hug however.
“Bye, Wyatt.” Y/N said as she pulled away from Wyatt. The two then hurriedly ran to their dormitories, Wyatt ended up solving the riddle and Y/N was lucky enough to have someone from the inside to let her in.
To be continued.
I AM SORRY THAT THIS REQUEST TOOK 24354657 YEARS TO BE POSTED OMF, I WAS BRAINSTORMING A LOT OF IDEAS FOR THIS AND I CAME UP WITH SO MUCH THAT I COULDNT FIT IT IN ONE POST!!
I MIGHT JUST TURN THIS INTO A SERIES MAN IDK, IT’S UP TO YOU GUYS
Here is the 100 follower celebratory Prompt List!! Feel free to use it in your requests if you want to!
1: Ohh so you think I’m cute when I’m angry? 2: What is it? What happened? Who died? 3: Eh, screw it, let’s just blow it up and call it a day 4: You sir, need to calm the hell down 5: This is my life now. I have climbed this hill and now I will die upon it 6: Never trust a survivor until you know what they did to stay alive 7: Oh be quiet you blithering idiot! 8: Is twelve really necessary? 9: I never stood a chance did I? 10: Nope, sorry, I don’t want to go to hell. 11: I am either going out for ice cream, or to commit a heinous crime. I’ll decide in the car….. 12: Are you drunk? 13: I already did my part, if you need anything, ask someone else 14: Hi! How can I help you today?! 15: Do you really have to ask? 16: I’d follow you anywhere 17: Don’t sass me woman! 18: I’m trying to have a serious conversation with you! 19: Will you stop interrupting me! 20: That’s so adorable! He think’s he’s scary! 21: Don’t judge me 22: Surprise! I’m back from the dead! Isn’t that exciting? 23: You don’t strike me as a professional criminal 24: Literally everything about this is illegal 25: Right now, I don’t know if I want to kiss you or shove you off a bridge 26: Is that blood? 27: You’re not alone anymore 28: I promise you…. 29: Well that was anti-climatic 30: I would do anything for you 31: You weren’t supposed to fall in love with me! 32: How did you convince me into liking you? 33: Why are we here? 34: Excuse me while I go and vomit 35: Why do we need that many?! 36: You coward! 37: Why didn’t you do it? Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance? 38: Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t love me 39: No thank you, I’d rather keep my soul 40: I wouldn’t drink that if I were you 41: Stop hitting me! 42: You cannot defeat me, I am the overlord! 43: It’s Christmas! Not the end of the world! 44: Will you eat my hat for me? 45: Finally! Some peace and quiet to eat my cake! 46: Why are your eyes a different colour? 47: That’s my jumper! 48: Why are you wearing my underwear? 49: The clouds are….green? 50: How are we literally going against the laws of physics right now?
Midnight talk was AMAZING , so I’d like to request a part two maybe one in which Tommy marries grace and Finn and her are a couple ? 😊 Have a nice day ❤
Breathing deeply as you walked the aisle of the church, you attempted to calm your nerves. Silence had settled upon the atmosphere of the hall as you made your entrance, the only thing that could be heard was the soft music in the background. Your eyes travelled along those in the stands; those you knew and those you didn’t. They stopped prematurely when meeting Finn Shelby’s. A smile grew on his lips once realising you were staring at him; the same one growing upon your own. With a slight wink of your eye in Finn’s direction, you turned back to the alter, where Tommy was stood confidently waiting for your mother. He smiled as you reached the steps, where you stood opposite to Arthur. Quickly after you, your mother followed; the lilac silk of her dress standing out magnificently amongst the shades of grey suits and dark dresses. You were completely in awe of her. As her and Tommy were wed, the smile on your face grew at the thought of your mother finally being happy with the man she loves.
The celebrations began almost instantly at the new home your mother and her husband now shared. You were constantly surrounded by people you once knew from your childhood in Ireland and distant family members who’d sworn that you had ‘grown up so much’ since they’d last seen them, yet you barely remembered their faces. When you were finally left alone, you made your way to the bar where you were finally able to have a moment to breathe. From across the vast hall you spotted Finn, who was speaking to Isaiah and Michael. As he spoke, his eyes met yours; lips turning up slightly at their corners as he tried to stay focused on his conversations.
“S'cuse me a sec.” You saw his lips move in these words before he began to advance towards you, never taking his gaze from your own. You’d both been so busy tonight, and this would be the first time you’d spoke since the morning of the wedding. You had met Finn Shelby two years ago, when your mother had initially brought you to Small Heath to meet the family she’d spoke so highly of, and he’d made you his girlfriend almost a year and a half ago. Straightening your back, a smirk graced your face as your head cocked to the left.
“'Ello.” He mumbled as his lips were planted upon your cheek. You smiled against his touch. He turned his body to lean it against the bar next to your own, his arm draping along your shoulders.
“Nice, isn’t it? To see them happy…” you muttered with a smile as you watched Tommy and your mother move on to the dance floor, hand in hand, and begin to sway slowly wrapped in each others body. Finn nodded in agreement, though his eyes were laid on you rather than the newlyweds. For the next few minutes the two of you stood in a comfortable silence, your head falling against Finn’s shoulder until he moved causing you to lift it upwards. You saw Finn’s hand outstretched towards you as other guests began to crowd the dancefloor around Thomas and Grace.
“Want to dance?”
You smirked and took his hand; he pulled you in to the centre of the floor and into his body with a twirl. Your hands fell against his chest as his gripped your hips gently.
“So,” Finn spoke up after moments of silence between the two of you, your head rose from his chest, “when are we gettin’ married, then?”
A comical smile fell on Finn’s lips and his eyes twinkled slightly as he looked down at you. Though you giggled at what he said, your heart skipped a beat beneath your chest.
“Shut up.” You brushed him off with a chuckle and shake of your head.
“I’m being serious!” He exclaimed, leaning down slightly so that his face was level with yours. A large grin grew on his face. You raised your eyebrows at his inquest, but brushed back your hair and smirked up at the boy.
“Ask me in a few years and maybe you’ll get a yes.”