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American Woman (Thomas Shelby x American OC) Ch. 3: Admiring Power

The family goes on chatting while I ladle soup into more bowls and pass them out, earning compliments as they dig in. I’m glad to see that they’re starting to accept me, but it’s still limiting since I’m the only one here who’s not a Shelby. I clean up what I can and then sneak off to my room, knowing that I have no reason to invade their family dinner. First I go to do some reading, but remember my only book is still in Finn’s room. All I have left is my Bible and a small embroidery project-

Huff!

I freeze at the new noise coming from outside the window. Cautiously, I creep over and stick my head out. What on Earth…? Oh. There’s a horse outside. But not just any horse. One of the most beautiful horses I’ve ever seen. Tall, black, and sleek.

“Well hello there,” I greet the animal. “Are you alone too? Want some company?” The horse tosses its head. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Sneaking out the window on my first night of employment might not be my best call, but I have better chances of making friends with this horse right now than I do with my employers. The window’s big enough to slide through, and the alley’s empty so I don’t have to worry about being seen. After I’m out and standing next to the grand animal, I hold out my hand for him to smell.

“You’re magnificent. I bet you’re one of the Shelby’s horses. But I’m a bit surprised to find a horse like you being kept in this dodgy place. You deserve a wide, green pasture.”

“He has one.”

I nearly jump out of my skin when I hear Thomas’ voice, spinning to find him standing by a door a few feet away.

“Having a midnight rendezvous, are we?”

“N-No, Mr. Shelby. I was settling into my room when this creature asked to chat.”

Thomas raises an eyebrow. “He said that?”

“Well, no… But he does seem awfully friendly. When you’ve grown up in the city your whole life you don’t really get to interact with horses. Is this your horse?”

“Yes,” he states plainly.

“He’s beautiful.”

Thomas looks to see if I’m joking, but is surprised when I’m not. “Thank you. His name is Monaghan Boy, races at Kempton next week. Yesterday I arranged a bit of a magic trick to help him win.”

This surprises me, considering that Thomas seems to be the most bland of the group. “I didn’t take you for a man who believes in magic,” I say as I lean against the alley wall.

“You call it magic, I call it a publicity stunt. When Monaghan Boy wins he’ll gain more popularity and then everyone will bet on ‘im.”

“All profiting towards your business, I’m sure. You seem awfully young to run a bookkeeping business.”

Thomas cocks his head. “And you seem awfully young to be alone. What’s your story, love?”

At first my mind warns me to keep things simple and not to go into detail. No one needs to know my deep family roots, so I’ll keep it simple.

“My name is Verena Nora Steenstra. My father’s Dutch, and my mother’s Irish. All my life I’ve lived in Brooklyn, New York, and of course with my luck the first time we decide to take a vacation is when I get left behind.”

This gives Thomas an intrigued look. “That’s different. I’m sorry to hear that. Will your family come looking for you?”

I chuckle and give a halfhearted shrug. “Who knows. I’m the youngest of five brothers, and they’re always lecturing about how I need to ‘toughen up’ and ‘see the world.’ Maybe they left me here on purpose.”

“Seems harsh.”

“They’re family, I still love them.” I give Thomas a grin. “You’ve very good at interrogating, Mr. Shelby. A real gentleman, letting a woman do all the talking. But if you’re looking for any vital information I can’t help you. My father runs his business water-tight.”

Once again Thomas is fazed by my reaction. “Are all Americans this sassy? You’re much more sophisticated than I pinned you for.”

“Well thank you! I do admit I’m more reserved than some but when the time comes I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty. But enough of me. Could you tell me a bit about how your family business works?”

Thomas suddenly goes stiff and looks around to make sure we’re alone. I don’t know why, but I’m finding myself opening up more to this strange character. He seems lost. Almost as if he can’t seem to figure out what to do with his life. He beckons me closer and I notice he smells faintly of mint, ash, and cigarettes.

“I’ll tell you the basics, but you need to keep this to yourself. No blabbing to the coppers, is that clear?” He warns.

I nod stiffly. “Crystal.” I’ve known my fair share of keeping family secrets.

“Good. Arthur and Nipper work the books. Nipper’s not as important, Aurthur runs the show.”

“He seems… Nice.”

Thomas chuckles. “If you think that’s nice just wait ‘till you see him drunk.”

“I don’t plan to. And what is it you do, Mr. Shelby?”

Thomas gets a cocky look and steps closer, towering over me as his icy blue eyes seem to peer straight through me. “I think, so they don’t have to. I’m the one who drums up new money and keeps things in order. Such as discovering if new pretty faces like you are a threat.”

I stifle a laugh. “The closest I’d ever get to a threat is if you forced me to. My suggestion: keep your own business out of mine.”

This seems to please Thomas, because he gets a satisfied smile and leans in to whisper: “Good, then we understand each other.” He leans away, leaving me slightly dazed from him being so close. “Someone else you need to stay away from is Freddie Thorne. He’s the BSA union covener, and a communist.”

My eyebrows rise. “Better for me not to even meet him. If my father hears I’ve been involved with a commie he’ll disown me.”

“Yeah, well, he didn’t used to be like that. If we have anything in common, we both give false hope to the poor. Freddie with his speeches, me with my horses,” Thomas remarks as he strokes Monaghan Boy.

“I can tell you’re very proud of your horses, as you should be. Seeing that black beauty of a beast trot through the street is enough to chill your blood.”

Thomas turns to me with a devilish grin. “You admire my horse?”

“I admire many things, Mr. Shelby.” Such as your suave demeanor and effective use of authority.

Something in Thomas’ eyes seems to flicker, a quick sign of vulnerability. “You know, normally I require that all employees call me that. However, since you’ve been hired to specifically help my brother and not to run the business, you can call me Thomas.”

Alright, what is this man’s angle? Butter me up and get me to spill my family’s secrets? Because I won’t. But that doesn’t mean his charm is going unnoticed. Never once has a man made my heart this light before and I’m hoping it doesn’t show.

“Very well, Thomas. Thank you for trusting me. I know that’s very important coming from you.”

“Sure is, love. Now I think we’d better get back inside before people start looking for you.” Thomas puts a surprisingly gentle hand on my shoulder and guides me to the back door, where I give one last wave to Monaghan Boy before he leads me back to my room.

“My room’s directly next to yours, so keep that in mind the next time you plan on sneaking out,” he warns lightly.

“Believe me, Thomas, you have no fear of me running off in the night. I don’t know where I’d go and probably wouldn’t be able to last one night without getting beaten to a pulp.”

Thomas tips his hat just before he goes to shut my door. “Goodnight, Verena.”

“Goodnight, Thomas.”

Once I’m alone again I quickly dress into my nightgown and turn off the lights, climb into bed and say a grateful prayer for all the help I’ve received today. Just before my heavy eyelids close, my last thought is of the unexpected feelings that Thomas Shelby has awoken inside me…

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lilahisntsadanymore · 2 years

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People have the right to move on, but Y/n doesn't seem to want it. Traumatic past still bothers her, will revenge be enough to ease her mind?

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x reader and brief mentions of their previous marriages

Words count: 2.5k

Warnings: death, mentions of a season 5 death, age gap (reader is about 25 and Tommy is about 40), some changes of Peaky Blinders' original plot, implied reader is an atheist

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House of Broken Hearts

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"Don't go easy on him," Y/n recalled Tommy's words in her head, "he didn't hesitate to kill your husband."

He was right. Jimmy McCavern didn't deserve to be shown mercy. However, this was Y/n's first time taking revenge, so unexpected things could happen. Nevertheless, Y/n promised she will do it. And she will try her best.

Y/n hasn't felt peace for the whole past year. With her husband gone, a piece of her was missing. As much as Y/n despised any bloodshed, she could never be at ease knowing McCavern still walks this earth unbothered.

The need for revenge led Y/n into the woods, where she met with her husband's murderer. He didn't know what's gonna happen. He thought it's one more 'casual' business chat Tommy sent Y/n to deal with.

"I hope you know," McCavern spoke, "that if you try to trick me in any way, my people will take you down. You can't see them, but they're here."

Well, this complicated Y/n's plan.

What's the best way to make someone think you aren't going to do the thing you're going to do? Tell them you were going to do it.

"That's a shame," Y/n forced a nice voice, "I was just about to shoot you."

Y/n thought about it once again. Even if it was going to become a suicide mission, it was worth it. Finn and Isaiah, who were keeping an eye on the situation from a hideout, would take her body back to Birmingham where Y/n would have a funeral and be remembered as the woman who avenged her husband's death.

Jimmy's cynical laugher rang in Y/n's ears. The man thought she's trying to scare him. "When was the last time you shot someone?"

Y/n wasn't the kind of person to seem violent. She wasn't violent, not at all. But Tommy Shelby had an effect on her, she changed after a year of interacting with him.

Thomas was different from everyone she knew before. After Y/n's husband died, everyone treated her delicately, as if she was a damaged porcelain doll. Don't talk about it, because it will upset Y/n. Smile compassionately, ask how she's feeling, give her time to heal.

But Tommy knew time doesn't heal. Time only makes you used to the pain. And the pain ruins you slowly from the inside.

"In three seconds from now on."

Don't let the pain kill you. It was the time to use all the knowledge Tommy gave Y/n.

Another laughter coming from McCavern's mouth was cut off suddenly with a gunshot.

Y/n's heart sped up, she could feel her blood flowing extremely fast. The hand that held the gun shooting the enemy was now shaking, still pointed at the body.

The old Y/n would have started crying right now. But the new Y/n didn't see a point in it. What she had done was morally wrong, even sinful if she was religious, but McCavern deserved it.

With her eyes still glued to the body on the ground, a quiet whisper left the girl's mouth. "It's for you, Bonnie. You may now rest in peace. Hopefully."

But...something wasn't right. McCavern promised his people are watching and would take Y/n down. Now it seemed as if he only tried to scare her to make sure she won't do anything inconvenient for him.

Y/n hid her gun back where it was before - hanging behind the waistband of her trousers, covered with a black jacket. Still in some kind of a shock, Y/n looked around and backed away to where Finn and Isaiah were waiting.

"Honestly, we didn't think you'd do it," Isaiah confessed.

"You didn't think," Finn emphasized the 'you', "I told you she's capable."

"And when exactly did you say it? I didn't quite catch it."

"Shut the fuck up, boys." Y/n huffed, as if she forced words out of herself. She walked past the younger boys and entered the back seat of the car Tommy provided.

Isaiah and Finn gave each other a look and shrugged, then followed Y/n's actions. They decided not to say anything else for the rest of the time.

"Take me to Arrow House." Was the only sentence Y/n said.

She wasn't angry with the boys and didn't want them to think she was, but she felt suddenly so drained. It was supposed to bring peace to her mind and currently Y/n had mixed feelings about this. Maybe she needed to cool down. Maybe it was going to stay like this, but something inside her switched the moment she pulled the gun's trigger.

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It was late, somewhere around nine in the evening. Y/n, Finn and Isaiah walked inside the Arrow House and straight to Tommy's office. It wasn't surprising to see him there, still taking care of some papers with a glass of whiskey within reach.

When he saw the trio, he stood up and talked to the front of his desk, leaning on it with his arms crossed, waiting for a report.

"The job's done." Y/n announced, not even a single emotion in her voice. "McCavern is dead. You won't have to worry about business with him...and I finally avenged Bonnie's death."

"That's the most she's said ever since she did it." Isaiah partially joked.

Tommy moved his eyes to the boy. "What did you do with the body?"

"What do you mean? Were we-"

"Yes, you were supposed to get rid of it. Hide it somewhere Billy Boys can find it, but only them. We don't want unnecessary attention."

"It's in a forest, Tommy, who could find it?" Finn asked. Tommy eyed him, his gaze expressing more than a thousand words. "I'm guessing we have to go back and do something about it, don't we?"

After the boys left, their nagging could be heard through the slightly opened window. Tommy chuckled almost inaudibly, his lips barely moving.

"I wanna talk to you about it." Y/n demanded. It wasn't supposed to sound like that, but the girl felt as if she didn't have full control of herself.

Thomas gestured for Y/n to sit on the couch as he poured her a glass of whiskey. "So, what did go wrong?" He took a seat next to the girl and passed her the glass.

"Nothing, I suppose, but..." Y/n sighed, struggling to find words, "I should be relieved."

"Are you not?"

"No." A short pause for thoughts to flow through Y/n's head. "In fact, I feel like the wound is open again. It's been over a year since Bonnie's death and I've came to terms with it. But since I pulled the trigger, I feel like he...died once again. If that makes sense."

"Avenging one's death is like removing sutures, Y/n." Tommy paused to pull out a cigarette.

The girl observed as the man rubbed the cigarette over his lips to eventually take a match and lit it. He inhaled the smoke, having Y/n wait impatiently for the rest of whatever he was going to say.

"Sometimes a drop of blood comes out and you might feel like the wound is fresh," he exhaled the smoke as he spoke, "but once the sutures are gone, it's healed. It leaves a scar that will remind you of the incident, but it's good to remember."

He was right. The skin will never be the same as before, but it's healed. Bonnie's death was a life changing experience for Y/n, tearing a huge, invisible wound. Tommy was like a doctor, who stitched the wound and prepared Y/n for the moment the stitches are ready to be removed. Now that Y/n took revenge on McCavern, the stitches are gone, leaving a scar. The wound is healed, but the scar will always remind Y/n of Bonnie, because he should never be forgotten.

"Will I ever be the same?" Y/n asked.

When Tommy looked at the girl, he could notice a spark of hope in her eyes.

"No. You'll never be the same. You have to...move on."

Move on and live as a new person. That's what Y/n has been doing for over than a year now. The loneliness was awful. Even if Y/n was surrounded with people during the day, she was lonely at night and that's when it hurts the most.

Nights have that special power to make you overthink. The lack of sunlight takes away the ability to think straight. And the worst is you can't run away from it. You have to lie in bed and wait until the night ends.

"I tried to move on." Y/n confessed.

"And?"

"And none of them was..." none of them was you, Tommy, "good enough."

Y/n couldn't say that, she would die of embarrassment. But if there was any man Y/n wanted to move on with, it was Thomas Shelby. He was very different from her late husband, but something made Y/n want him.

Maybe it was the fact they grew so close the past year. Maybe it was because Thomas helped Y/n get back on her feet. Maybe it was because he helped her plan revenge. But it didn't matter, because he didn't want her like this. She was too young for him, he wouldn't ever see a romantic partner in her.

"I understand the struggle. After Grace I thought I'll never find anyone...right."

"And did you?"

The man clicked his tongue, visibly hesitating to answer the question. He considered telling the truth or brushing it off.

"I did." He decided to say, but then added. "But I don't think she's interested in me." I don't think she needs nor wants a broken man while she is broken herself.

"Oh, alright." Y/n stood up awkwardly. "It's pretty late, I'll be going to sleep." As she walked to the door, she could feel her legs not wanting to co-operate with her. But she forced them to.

"Goodnight, Y/n." Tommy said when the girl was just by the door.

She turned around to look at the man. "Goodnight, Thomas." And with it, she disappear behind the door.

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"...and you say I should tell her?" Thomas questioned his brother.

Arthur told him he should have a talk with the woman he was interested in, especially now when her avenge plan was completed, but Thomas wasn't so positive about it. He hoped Arthur will maybe talk him out of it.

"Absolutely, Tom," the older Shelby nodded. "If God sent me an angel like Linda, maybe it is his plan to give you your own angel."

Thomas lightly chuckled and shook his head unbelievably. "Don't give me that God talk, Arthur."

"I'm just giving you advice," he raised his hands defensively. "All I'm trying to say is, maybe Y/n is worth a shot."

Maybe she was. Thomas wouldn't know if he didn't try telling her about his feelings...as much as Thomas Shelby was capable of talking about his feelings.

The man sighed walking into the betting shop. Y/n was talking to Finn. He seemed like a better match for her. But if there was something between them, Finn would have already told his brothers about it.

Y/n looked better than on the day before. The shock was washed out of her head and she really felt better. The peace finally came to her.

"Y/n, I wanna talk to you in private." Thomas announced, causing the girl to look at him.

"Alright, sure," she stood up, "I'll be back in a minute, Finn."

"No, it's fine," the younger boy got up as well, "me and Isaiah were supposed to go somewhere anyways."

"Okay then. And sorry again for maybe being a little harsh yesterday."

"Nothing we aren't used to. See you two later."

Finn left the shop with a smile. Isaiah had some other job to do today, so Finn wasn't meeting up with him. There was a girl. Finn was seeing a girl during his working hours, but that was fine by everyone. Well, everyone who knew about it, which were Y/n and Isaiah.

"What was it you wanted to talk about?" Y/n asked when she was with Tommy in his office.

He closed the door and said, "nothing. Just wanted to ask how you're feeling."

"Good, actually," a smile was visible on Y/n's face for the first time in a while, "I talked to Bonnie and-"

"You talked to him?" The man raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Yeah, we often meet in my dreams. Used to, I mean. Last night he told me his soul can rest in peace now, so he won't visit me anymore."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"Good...relieved." As much as a part of her hated to admit it.

But that was what Bonnie wanted for her. They had a short, but beautiful life together. Now that one of them was gone, the other one had to live on.

"I'm sure he...looks at you from the heaven above and...and wants to see you happy."

Y/n smirked. "You're not religious and neither am I, no need for religious references."

"Good, I've never been good at those."

"Thank you for everything, Tommy," Y/n walked closer to the man and placed a light kiss on his cheek. "If it wasn't for you, I'd most likely be with Bonnie right now."

"And that's good or...?" He acted unbothered by the kiss, but secretly he enjoyed it. He enjoyed it and wished it wasn't just a quick peck on the cheek.

"If I was dead, I wouldn't be able to take revenge on McCavern, would I?" Y/n laughed. "My point is, Tommy, I was in a really dark place over a year ago. And you saved me. The old me is dead, but you gave sense to the new me."

Y/n was seriously surprised by all her sudden courage. She hoped she wasn't blushing.

"Does the savior get to take you out?"

Y/n's heart pounded hard, almost wanting to jump out of her ribcage, when she heard the question. She didn't speak for so long that Thomas thought she won't agree.

"Yeah," the girl said eventually, "sure, why not. I mean, like, on a date?"

"Yeah, like on a date. If you don't want to, it's okay. You can say no, Y/n."

"No, no, I want to. It's just...you surprised me."

"I'll pick you up when you finish work today. You're free to go now."

"See you later, Tommy."

Y/n leaned in to kiss Thomas' cheek once again. He didn't hesitate, he even gently grabbed her waist. Y/n pulled away, but still kept her face a few inches from Tommy's face. After a second, they delicately pecked each other's lips.

"I didn't expect Thomas Shelby to kiss like that," Y/n said playfully.

"Like what?"

"So...softly. You seem like a rough man in everything you do."

"It's only the beginning, darling. I just don't think you're ready to see the rough side."

Y/n smiled and crossed her arms on her chest. "You think I'm that innocent? Cute." She walked to the door and turned around to give Thomas one last look.

Two broken people, so different in many ways, so similar in some, who found what they needed in each other.

Deep, or not so deep, down the both of them knew their late partners would want them to move on. It was the right thing to do.

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moon-meridian · 9 months

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hello, friends! here is a collection of some of my favorite faces. i'll update this list as i come into contact with faces that i've been introduced to and want to interact with. please keep in mind that this list is just what comes to mind, i love new faces so feel free to suggest new ones to me !#happyroleplaying

ACTORS

a-e

aaron paul, aaron taylor-johnson, aaron tveit, adam dimarco, adan canto, alan ritchson, alberto rosende, alexander calvert, alexander skarsgard, alex fitzalan, alfie allen, alfonso herrera, alfred enoch, alvaro rico, andre lamoglia, andrew garfield, andrew matarazzo, andy samberg, angus cloud, antoni porowski, antony starr, armie hammer, aron piper, austin butler, avan jogia, ben barnes, bill skarsgard, blair redford, blake jenner, bob morley, boyd holbrook, brandon flynn, brant daughtry, brenton thwaites, brian j. smith, bright vachirawit chivaaree, cameron monaghan, casey cott, carter jenkins, chace crawford, chadwick boseman, chance perdomo, charles melton, charlie coxx, charlie heaton, charlie hunnam, charlie weber, chase stokes, cheyenne jackson, chris evans, chris hemsworth, chris messina, chris pine, christian navarro, christopher abbott, chris wood, cody christian, cody fern, cole sprouse, colton haynes, curran walters, dacre montgomery, daniel sharman, darren barnet, darren criss, david castaneda, david castro, david corenswet, dean geyer, dominic cooper, dominic sherwood, drey ray tanner, drew van acker, dylan minnette, dylan o'brien, dylan sprayberry, dylan sprouse, ed westwick, eka darville, eric dane, evan peters.

f-l

felix mallard, finn jones, finn wittrock, froy gutierrez, gavin leatherwood, gong yoo, grant gustin, gregg sulkin, gus kenworthy, hart denton, hasan minhaj, henry cavill, henry zaga, herman tommeras, hero fiennes-tiffin, hugh dancy, ian bohen, ian harding, ian somerhalder, itzan escamilla, iwan rheon, jack falahee, jack quaid, jack mulhern, jack o'connell, jacob artist, jacob elordi, jai courtney, jan luis castellanos, jared padelecki, jason momoa, jedidiah goodacre, jensen ackles, jeremy allen white, jeremy jordan, joe dempsie, joe keery, joel kinnaman, joel mchale, joe manganiello, jonathan groff, jon bernthal, jon krazinski, jordan fisher, jorge lopez, joseph gilgun, josh hartnett, joshua bassett, justin hartley, justin theroux, karamo brown, karl urban, kit harrington, kj apa, kyle allen, liam hemsworth, logan shroyer, louis partridge, lucien laviscount, luke evans, luke pasqualino.

m-s

manny jacinto, manu rios, matt bomer, matthew daddario, mark pellegrino, mason gooding, maxence danet-fauvel, max irons, max riemelt, mena massoud, michael cimino, michael trevino, michael vlamis, michele morrone, michiel huisman, miguel bernardeau, miguel herran, mike colter, miguel angel silvestre, miles heizer, milo ventimiglia, nathan parsons, nicholas galitzine, nick robinson, nico mirallegro, nico tortorella, nikolaj coster-waldua, noah centineo, nolan gerard funk, oliver jackson-cohen, oliver stark, omar ayuso, omar rudberg, oscar isaac, paul wesley, penn badgley, pol granch, rafael silva, rahul kohli, rami malik, richard madden, ricky whittle, riz ahmed, robert sheehan, rome flynn, ronen rubenstein, ross lynch, rudy pankow, rupert grint, ryan guzman, ryan kelley, ryan potter, sam claflin, sam heughan, samuel larson, scott eastwood, sean teale, sebastian de souza, sebastian stan, shiloh fernandez, skeet ulrich, steven strait.

t-z

taron egerton, taylor zakhar perez, theo james, thomas doherty, timothy granaderos, timothy olyphant, toby kebbell, toby wallace, tom ellis, tom hiddleston, tom holland, tom hopper, tom pelphrey, tyler blackburn, tyler hoechlin, tyler lawrence gray, tyler posey, wentworth miller, zac efron.

MUSICIANS

austin porter, benito ocasio (bad bunny), brandon arreaga, charlie puth, dominic fike, edwin honoret, harry styles, jack gilinsky, jack harlow, jaden smith, joe jonas, lil nas z, machine gun kelly, nick jonas, nick mara, omar apollo, shawn mendes, troye sivan, zayn malik, zion kuwonu.

EASTERN

bang chan, choi chanhee, choi minho, christian yu, han seungwoo, jackson wang, jay park, jung ki-suck, kim jennie, kim jisoo, kim jongdae, kwon hyuk lai, kuan-lin, lalisa manoban, lee dae-hwi, lee tae-min, mark yien tuan, ong seong-wu, roseanne park, taehyung, wong kunhang, wu yi fan, xiao dejun, and yan an.

MODELS

adam senn, adil haddaoui, adrien sahores, agustin bruno, arthur gosse, billy vandendooren, bo develius, brad skelly, brooklyn beckham, cameron dallas, casey jackson, christian hogue, daniel abohzira, daniel bederov, david gandy, derek chadwick, desire mia, diego barrueco, francisco lachowski, gage gomez, gui fedrezzi, harvey newton-haydon, isha blaaker, ivan kozak, jacob bixenman, janis danner, jamie dornan, joe collier, jordan torres, juan betancourt, julian schratter, kit butler, lenny izaguire, manu rios, marlon teixeira, marvin cortes, matthew noszka, matty carrington, maverick mcconnell, michael yerger, neels visser, nick bateman, nicolas simoes, nyle dimarco, ollie loudon, owen lindberg, rafael lazzini, rafael miller, reese king, richard diess, robbie satchwell, sean opry, simon loof, simon nessman, tanner reese, tom webb, vinnie hacker, will higginson, xavier serrano, zander fitzpatrick

UNCLASSIFIED

gus kenworthy, noah beck, ryan garcia, vlad hoshin.

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thosepeakyboysimagines · 2 years

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*not my gif*

A Death in the Family

Pairing: Thomas Shelby x Y/N

Summary: You have married Thomas Shelby, the emperor, you have been setting up the Shelby foundation while you had so much free time on your hands now. But, on the night of the foundation event things happen the you weren't expecting. (based on E2S3)

Warning:angst, violence, mention of death, guns, business!Tommy, comforting!Tommy

It was finally the night of the big event you have been planning. While you didn't get involved in the other side of Tommy's business, you stayed occupied with the foundation you grew from the inside of your shared home, while he did his business.

Arriving at the theater where the ballet would be held, Tommy helped you out of the car and walked in with you.

"Are your ready, love?" He asked looking around at the people who stood and mingled.

"Of course I am." You said with a smile and kissing him on the cheek.

"Thank you." You told him. He just gave you a slight smile and you went and mingled with your guests you spent days inviting.

You for the leader of the Birmingham City Council.

"Hello, Mrs. Shelby. " He said shaking your hand.

"Here let's go find Thomas and introduce you two." Making small talk as you walked through the crowd of people, and then spotting your husband.

"There he is." You said with a smile.

"Tommy." You said as you got closer to him. He turned to see you and a man behind you you .

"He's the leader of the Birmingham City Council." You said introducing him to Tommy.

"Hello Tommy." He said shaking Tommy's hand.

"Hello Danny." Tommy replied back, making you a bit confused.

"How'a business?" Danny asked.

"Alright, it's holding up. How are you?" Tommy asked shaking Danny's hand.

"You know each other?" You asked not knowing they knew each other.

"I have interests in a steelworks in Cradley Heath. Tommy helps me get my products to the carmakers." Daniel spoke, kind of making a bit upset introducing someone to Tommy that has already known him.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Shelby, on your wedding." You smiled coming out if the little funk that the interaction put you in.

"Thank you, I'm surprised you weren't invited." You said with a bit bit. of sarcasm in your voice directed at Tommy.

"Now, how would that look, eh?" He said with a smile. Noticing Tommy staring between you and Daniel. You both looking to see what, or who he was looking at. Seeing two men walk through the door together.

"Oh, now, the party has really started." Daniel said looking at the two men.

"Who are they?" You asked not recognizing them.

"Father John Hughes from St. Mary's Boys Reformatory. And with him is Mr. Patrick Jarvis, MP. They are part of an organization called Economic League." Daniel explained to you. Tommy still glaring at them.

"Did you invite the, Y/N?" He asked you, with somewhat of a worry inches voice and face.

"Their names sound familiar." You said thinking to yourself.

"They were recommended by the Lord Mayor." You said remember the name and looking at Tommy.

"Oh. On your 'best people of the city' list, eh?" He asked with a bit of sarcasm.

"Do you know them?" You asked Tommy as it seemed like he had some battle to fight with the.

"I'll introduce you, Tommy." Daniel said before Tommy could answer your question. They men walked away into the other room.

"That's all right, Danny. I'll introduce myself." Tommy said with a look of a mission in his eyes. Tommy walked away and you watched as he walked. You rolled your eyes handheld conversation with Daniel, before going and looking for your family. Finding Ada, Finn, and Polly finally.

"Where is Tommy?" Ada asked you.

"You know Tommy." You said tipping back the glass of champagne you had in annoyance.

"I'm sure he's mingling. Getting peoples money. You know how he is." Polly spoke. After about 20 minutes of mingling with people. You stood with the duchess Tatiana Petrovna. You saw Tommy heading towards you two.

"Tommy. This is Duchess Tatiana Petrovna." You said introducing them too. Tommy cleared his through a bit.

"Come on, Tommy, aren't you impressed to meet a real duchess?" You asked as he just stood in silence.

"Well, I understand they charge a fee." He spoke up, catching you off guard by his comment.

"Mr. Shelby, you're very direct." Tatiana spoke with a scoff of his words. Also making you stare at him in disbelief he just said that.

"Too direct." You said looking at him. He looked over at you swaying back and forth like he was uncomfortable.

"But it's true." Tatiana said and you definitely didn't expect her to agree with his comment.

"I attend these things for the champagne. and for the chance to be treated like a duchess again." You said looking over at her with fake smile on your face.

"You should have kissed my hand, Mr. Shelby." She spoke looking at Tommy, instantly making you mad. But, you decided not to show it and watch Tommy's next move at her comment.

" Forgive me." He said taking her hand and kissing the top of it, making you even more mad at him.

"She was asking about my Sapphire." You said looking at him.

"I thought I recognized it." She spoke.

" She said it was Russian." You told Tommy looking at him with anger in your eyes and a little in your voice.

"My husband has business in Russia. Perhaps you know about it, Tatiana?" You asked looking back over at her trying to see what the hell was going on between them two.

"Well, tonight is not a night for business, eh?" Tommy said before Tatiana could answer your question.

"Is why why you were in the concert hall for 10 minutes?" You asked with sass in your voice at him.

"I think people are ready for dinner now, Y/N." He said trying to get off topic.

"No, no. I'm not done pumping people for money." You said looking back over at Tatiana.

"What is 'pump for money?'" She asked very interested in what you said.

"Its what I do everyday." Tommy spoke trying to disengage the tension.

"You know each other do you? You see, I am in charge of compiling the list of guests, but it's my husband who seems to know all of them." You said with even more sass than before, and Tommy motioning someone for something.

"I've heard he's very well connected." She spoke to your comment.

"And where does a duchess hear that?" You said with a smile and looking over at Tommy.

"In certain circles." She replied back quickly.

"Alright, enough. Ada." Tommy said again trying to break the tension. Ada coming between your two.

"Y/N, there's a Lady Dowager who wants to speak to you about coffee mornings. She mentioned a 2,000 pound cash donation." Ada said to you catching your interest.

"Tatiana, you and I will speak later." You said to her with no intention of being nice.

"I would like that." She said so innocently. Ada pulled you away to go speak to her.

"Who the hell is she?" You asked Ada.

"I don't know. But tonight is about having fun, raising money. Not whatever that was." Ada spoke. You rolled your eyes and followed her to the women after a bit more mingling you couldn't help but keep your mind off of who she was and how Tommy knew her. After, about 2 minutes of talking to the Lady, Tommy came over.

"Y/N. Listen to me. Look, I can explain." He said trying to what seemed like apologize for what just happened.

"Go away." You said turning yourself away from him. You heard a gong being hit and a man speak.

"Lady and Gentleman." He spoke.

"For once, you shouldn't have to explain." You said turning yourself back to Tommy who kept trying to talk to you.

"The loyalty toast, to His Majesty the King." The man continued.

"Dinner is served." He finished.

"You look beautiful, but you need to take this off." He said motioning to the sapphire around your neck.

"Why? Because you think it would look better on her?" You said now just being an asshole.

"Y/N, look at me, fuck these people, eh. Fuck 'em, I need you to be alright." Tommy said now with his hands on your shoulders keeping you in place.

"I need you, Y/N, I need you." He spoke to you now with a bit of worry then anger in your heart. You smiled at him and stroked his shirt looking into his eyes. Putting your fingers up to his chin and bringing his lips to your, you kissed him gently.

"Damn you , Tommy Shelby." You said with a slight giggle and going int for more kisses not mad at him. It was hard for you to stay mad a thin withe he words that come out of his mouth and his beautiful blue eyes.

"Shall we go inside." You asked him coming out of the kiss and looking into his eyes. At this moment knowing nothing could ruin this night. Nothing could ruin the love you have for this man. Not even a Russian Duchess. You loved him with all your being and couldn't wait for the rest of you lives together.

"Yeah." He said and turning you two to walk into the dining hall for dinner. But you saw an odd man push passed Polly, and raised a gusto you and Tommy.

"For Angel!" He yelled. Tommy grabbing you trying to pull you behind him but not in enough time. You felt nothing. Nothing but cold. Felt something dripping down your arm. You didn't know what. But, then you got dizzy and couldn't hold yourself up anymore. You felt yourself fall, but not to the ground. Into Tommy's arms who screamed across the room. Everything was blurry. Seemed like everything was in slow motion. Looking up and seeing Tommy's face and resting your hand on his shoulder as you laid on the ground, in his arms. Starting to black out here and there a bit. Seeing flashes of black, and seeing Arthur, John, and Finn beating the life out of the man who just held up a gun at you and your husband moments ago. But then everything go dark. Could barely hear the faint yells of people around you. Then nothing.

Your eyes fluttered open just a a bit. The room was bright. But it was too blurry for you to make out where you were. You tried to one a bit, but felt a sharp pain go down your arm making you wince at it.

"Y/N." You heard a faint female voice say. Trying to look around you saw an outline of what looked like Ada.

"Ada?" You asked.

"Yes. Y/N stay still. You were shot. It almost killed you. But, it didn't. You are still pretty beat up. So just stay still." She said to you.

"Where's Tommy?" You asked softly through raspy voice.

"I'll go get him. Finn will be right here with you." She said a she pulled Finn over. You eyes becoming more clear you could see the young Shelby boy.

"Finn, help me sit up a bit please?" You asked trying to mov yourself.

"Ada, said to stay still." He said grabbing your hand.

"Finn." You said still getting up. He quickly ran to the side that you didn't get shot in and helping you up slightly.

"Grab me water please?" You asked him. He grabbed the glass of water from the side of the bed. You realized you were in your home at that point.

" 'Ere you are." He said holding the glass up to your lips and you took some water.

"Y/N?" You heard Tommy's voice faintly from the hall way.

"Y/N!" He raised his voice as he walked into the room seeing you as he walked in the room.

"hello my love." You said still a bit groggy still.

"Everyone out." He said as he crossed the room to you.

"How are you feeling my love?" He asked brushing a few strings of hair behind your ear.

"In pain. But, I'm alive." You said putting a hand on his face. Noticing his puffy eyes. He turned his face into your hand and kissed your palm.

"You should get some rest love." He said rubbing his thumb over your cheek.

"Tommy." Spoke to him.

"Yes, love?" He said giving you his full attention.

"Why am I at home? Why am I not in a hospital? I almost died." You asked.

"Get some sleep, we'll talk more when you awake again." He told you.

"Thomas" You said with anger in your voice now.

"You were in the hospital for about 2 days. But when we found out that you weren't going to die, we had them move you to our home so you were more comfortable when you woke up." He explained. But you knew he was lying.

"Tommy." You said knowing he was lying.

"We needed you safe in the house so the Changretta family thought you died. They meant to kill me Y/N, but when the guy shot, they missed and shot you. After that, they thought they had leverage on me. So, now they think you are dead. They think they destroyed me. They did just a little bit when I sat for hours thinking you weren't coming back." He explained to you.

"John, and Arthur also think you are dead. I needed them to think you were so they stayed on track to find Mr. & Mrs. Cahngretta to kill them and keep the anger in them. The only people who know you are alive are me, Ada, Finn, and Charles. Charlie would sit here with you while you slept with me also." He explained further.

"Did they find him?" You asked Tommy with a very serious face now.

"They are very close. We heard that they are trying to flee to New York to they son, knowing we are coming after them." He answered your question.

"Are they going to kill them?" You asked.

"I told them kill the wife, and keep the old man alive for me to finish off." He said taking your hand in his once again.

"I'm so happy you are alive." He said breaking the silence.

"Take me to where they are brining him." You spoke ignoring what he said prior.

"What?" He asked looking at you confused.

"Take me to where John, and Arthur are bringing the old man." You spoke once again.

"You need to rest." He said.

"Thomas." You said with a firm voice.

"I thought you didn't want anything to do with that side of the business?" He asked.

"Tommy. I died. Even if I didn't die physically. Y/N Shelby died. Everyone thinks I'm dead. I need to kill the man who killed me. So take me to him." You said firmly. Tommy just sat and looked at you.

"Ada!" He called out breaking the silence.

"Yes." She said running to the door.

"Help me get her up. She wants to go on a trip." He told her.

After about an hour you were finally ready to go. Still in pain, but the help of cocaine and pain killers it was bearable. Walking through the halls and to the stairs you saw you son sitting with Finn. You smiled and held on to the railing for help down the stairs, but Tommy came quickly next to you for more support. Getting to the bottom of the stairs, you walked over to Finn and Charles. He sat on Finns lap

"My baby." you said with tears welling in your eyes. Slowly you got down on you knee to come eye level with him. A smile spreading across his face and reaching out for you. That made you cry even more because you could hold him, and squeeze him like you wanted to.

"Baby, daddy and mommy will be back soon ." You said caressing his cheek. Tommy coming behind you helping you to your feet.

"Thank you Finn." You said messing his hair with a smile. With that you and Tommy walked out of you home and to the car. Helping you settle into it and rounding to the driver side.

"Are you sure you want this love?" Tommy asked you.

"I'm a new women now Tom. Whether you do it or I do it. Need to see it happen. He did this to me." You told him. he nodded his head and started the car and off you two were to go face the man who all-in-all did this to you.

About 40 minutes later of small talk with Tommy learning everything that has been going on, on his side of the business, while you were out, you two pulled up to what looked like an abandoned building. Getting out of the car, holding you arm for support so it didn't hang. Taking a deep breath as you began walking into the building down a very dark corridor. Seeing a bit of light at the end that opened to a large room. Looking across and seeing John who faced you two, his eyes widened and Arthur who had his back to the door way turned to also have wide eyes as his eyes settled on you. Giving them a slight grin and then looking at the man sat in the middle of the room. Arms tired behind the chai the sat in, sounds of prayers coming from his lips. You walked over to John, settling next to him in silence he pecked a kiss on your cheek, and Arthur walking to you and doing the same. Stood between the two men as Tommy stopped in front of the man, but then walking to the right to set his case of tools down along with the lantern in his hand. He pulled his hat off of his head then his jacket setting it down. The man praying in Italian with his eyes closes Tommy just stared at. Tommy pulled the chair closer to the old man and sat in it looking at him, even though he wasn't looking back.

"Do you know what time it is, old man?" Tommy asked. But the man with no reply, just the prayers he still sang and his eyes shut.

"I'll tell ya." Tommy said and grabbed his pocket watch.

"It's after 7 in the evening, and I'm going to keep you alive until it gets light." Tommy said pointing his still gloved finger at the man. John pulling you into him just slightly for comfort of what is about to happen. Tommy scooted his chair just a bit closer. The man still not giving attention to Tommy, which you could see him starting to get angry about.

"I'll not deliver the final cut until we can both hear the blackbirds singing outside." Tommy said in the old mans face but still no attentions given. Now Tommy grabbing the back of the mans neck and brining him closer so he knows he could hear him.

"It's a beautiful sound." Tommy said looking directly at you.

"Which my wife will never her again." He spoke with lies on his tongue knowing the man didn't see you walk in with him.

"Or will she?" He said still looking at you and holding his neck still. Tommy stood and motioned John to bring him the case of razors. He opened it and Tommy took a blade from it.

"Now, I'm gonna have to choose carefully which part of you I cut away first." He said opening the blade and pointing it at the man. John walked back over next you and just looked at you with sadness in his eyes. You stood tall as you watched what was going on in front of you.

"Open your eyes." He told the old man who's till sat saying his prayers.

"Open your eyes, or I will cut away your fucking eyelids!!" Tommy now yelling at him. You looked over at Arthur who also looked not too happy about the situation. The man now with his eyes open and Tommy very close to his face.

"Now look at me." Tommy spoke.

"Now look at her!" He yelled grabbing the mans neck and yanking it too look back at you. The man began crying even more when he saw you.

"This is the end. You know she's alive. But you will only know for a few short hours. No one else will know." Tommy spoke to him, letting him know he's the only one out of the family that knew you were alive.

"It was your tongue that gave the order." Tommy spoke after a short silence and grabbing the mans face. This has became a painfully slow ordeal and you don't know how much longer you could wait starting to become impatient. You understood what he was doing, but why? When he was going to die either way.

"I'll take your tongue first." He said looking into the old mans eyes.

"Then I'll take your ears." He said now stood up. You couldn't lie, he was sexy as fuck when he was like this. You've never seen it before, but now you can't wait to see it more often.

"Then I'll take your fingers." Tommy said now sweaty, and taking a few steps backs and moving the chair out of the way.

"Then your fucking toes." He said walking towards the man again.

"See, I take your balls first, you drain too fast like you fuckers do." Tommy said now back in the mans face. Now you stood very impatient watching this happen.

"No, Think tongue first. Tongue first." He said as he grabbed the mans face and opening his mouth to grab his tongue as the man had muffled groans coming out.

"If I take your tongue, you wont be able to explain, and I want you to explain. I want you to fucking explain." Tommy said letting go of his mouth and physically getting more mad. You looked over at John who just watched. In a tense stance, with little to no expression on his face. Tommy pulled the man into his chest hugging his head into it. He breathed heavily as you guys just watched. Looking at him trying to get him to get this shit over with or you were going to room. Tommy released the man and walked away from him. You looked at Arthur and rolled your eyes showing your were becoming irritated.

"Come on Tommy, I forget who I am." Tommy spoke lowly across the room, before standing up again.

"I'm a Blinder. I'll take your fucking eyes first!" He yelled walking back, but you were done with his shit. Grabbing the gun from Johns side and shooting the man in the head, making Tommy stop and look.

"I heard the blackbird sing." You said lowering the gun. Tommy stood there in awe looking at the man. You walked closer seeing he was dead then walking to Tommy.

"It's over. I'm alive." You said caressing the side of his face.

"and we let his wife board the immigrant ship to New York." You heard John say from behind you causing you to look over at him confused.

"We didn't kill Mrs. Changretta." John said continued. You looked over at Tommy who still just stared blankly.

"Its alright. Y/N is here. It was best she did it." Arthur spoke up from beside you two.

"We're not those kind of men." Arthur continued. He grabbed the blade from Tommy's hand after walking passed you two and threw it on the ground. Tommy coming gout of his trance state, blinking a few time, look at you then looking back at Arthur who walked out of the room now. He sighed and walked over to his things.

"You get rid of the body, John." He told him before grabbing his jacket.

'Get rid of those, for good." Tommy said motioning to the box of blades and walked away. Looking over at John and giving him a sorry look then following Tommy out.

#Tommy Shelby #Cillian murphy #peaky blinders #imagine #imagines

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lucien-calore · 1 year

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Welcome to my blog!! My name is amanda (but you can call me vinn) and my pronouns are she/her. I'm a huge extrovert, so i love talking to people!!

My fandoms:

Red Queen Series by Victoria Aveyard

Throne of Glass series by Nehemia Ytger

A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Lucien Vanserra

Harry Potter series by Emma Watson

The Grishaverse by Leigh Bardugo

The Folk of the Air series by Holly Black

The Riordanverse in general

Top Gun: Maverick

Peaky Blinders

My Favorite Characters

Red Queen

Tiberias "Cal" Calore VII

Kilorn Warren

Lucas Samos

Evangeline Samos

Elane Haven

Iris Cygnet

Throne of Glass:

Chaol Westfall

Dorian Havilliard

Manon Blackbeak

Elide Lochan

Yrene Towers

Nesryn Faliq

Lorcan Salvaterre

Aedion Ashryver

A Court of Thorns and Roses

Lucien Vanserra

Azriel

Elain Archeron

Gwynneth Berdara

Nesta Archeron

Eris Vanserra

Helion

Lady of Autumn

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Theodore Nott

Blaise Zabini

Luna Lovegood

Ginny Weasley

Narcissa Malfoy

James Potter

Regulus Black

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Dorcas Meadowes

Marlene McKinnon

The Grishaverse:

Kaz Brekker

Inej Ghafa

Jesper Fahey

Wylan Van Eck

Nina Zenik

Matthias Helvar

Zoya Nazyalensky

Nikolai Lantsov

Genya Safin

David Kostyk

Alina Starkov

Tolya Yul-Bataar

Tamar Kir-Bataar

The Riordanverse

Jason Grace

Percy Jackson

Piper McLean

Nico Di Angelo

Will Solace

The Folk of The Air

The Ghost

Cardan Greenbriar

Jude Duarte

Top Gun: Maverick

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace

Peaky Blinders

Esme Shelby-Lee

John Shelby-Lee

Finn Shelby

Thomas "Tommy" Shelby

Ada Thorne née Shelby

Elizabeth "Polly" Gray née Shelby

Elizabeth "Lizzie" Shelby née Stark

Arthur Shelby

Gina Gray née Nelson

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Red Queen

Calorn (Cal x Kilorn)

Marecas (Mare x Lucas)

Evane (Elane x Evangeline)

Evare (Evangeline x Mare)

Sharley (Shade x Farley)

Throne of Glass

Chaorian (Chaol x Dorian)

Malide (Manon x Elide)

Nesrene (Nesryn x Yrene)

Rowcan (Rowan x Lorcan)

Fenaedion (Fenrys x Aedion)

Sorchahemia (Sorcha x Nehemia)

Celehemia (Celaena x Nehemia)

Herrin (Hollin Havilliard x Terrin Westfall)

A Court of Thorns and Roses

Luzriel (Lucien x Azriel)

Gwynlain (Gwyn x Elain)

Neris (Nesta x Eris)

Helloa (Helion x LOA)

The Folk of The Air

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Jucasia (Jude x Nicasia)

Harry Potter

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Linny (Luna x Ginny)

Jegulus (James x Regulus)

Wolfstar (Remus x Sirius)

Dorlene (Dorcas x Marlene)

Pandalily (Pandora x Lily)

Narlily (Narcissa x Lily)

Nobleflower (Narcissa x Alice)

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Helnik (Matthias x Nina)

Wesper (Jesper x Wylan)

Tolnej (Tolya x Inej)

Kazper (Kaz x Jesper)

Zoyalai (Zoya x Nilolai)

Gevid (Genya x David)

Genyalina (Genya x Alina)

Zoyalina (Zoya x Alina)

Zonya (Zoya x Genya)

Darkolai (The Darkling x Nikolai)

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Jercy (Jason x Percy)

Pipabeth (Piper x Annabeth)

Valdangelo (Leo x Nico)

Reynalia (Reyna x Thalia)

Frazel (Frank x Hazel)

Top Gun: Maverick

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the-institute-rpg · 11 months

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EVENT : summer slave raffle

Have you enjoyed the parties, islanders? Masters, have you spotted some pretty little things you’ve got your eye on? We hope so. And now, with the parties concluded, it’s time to announce your prizes.

The Summer Slave Raffle Event is now concluded. No new open event starters should be posted, but you may feel free to plot and post closed starters from any of the parties.

RAFFLE PRIZES:

1. RAFFLE RENTALS

The following masters have won a week long rental with the slave indicated after their name. Slaves will be delivered to their master’s on the morning of June 12, and returned to the cells on the morning of June 19.

Raffle Rentals will be subject to the following rules; masters may give the slave additional rules.

Slaves will obey all orders given by their rental masters.

Slaves will sleep, eat, dress, and work according to their masters’ wishes.

Slaves will treat masters they encounter outside of their rentals with respect.

Slaves will have no sexual interaction outside of their master unless expressly permitted to do so.

WINNERS:

Wilder Hayes - Finn Carlyle

Dakota Winters - Tilly Beaumont

Fayeth Araven - Dominik Ruthingham

Ava Montgomery - Sunshine Bunny

Sawyer Chambers - Aspen Gerringer

Qhuinn Fontenot - Rowan Aubri

Margeaux Adkins - Charlotte Taylor

Thomas Chandler - Judith Gilmore-Green

Matt Clarke - Aiden Wentworth

Ale Bolivar Vicente Sanchez - Malakai Nolan

Milo Cole - Genevieve Wranmyer

Teddy Wilson - Dylan Altomare

Lily Lynch - Owen Jackson

Keith Crane - Isabel Hai Phan

Jody Linnel - Atticus Carmine

Wade Jensen - Felix Martin

Jude Rigby - Kylie Danvers

Leslie Stedeman - Elise Nyland

Lucas Drake - Katell Brightwood

Leo Weatherington - Avery Fellhaven

Grace Carleton - Sasha Bell

Arthur Augustus - Nova Walker

Leib Edelman - Scarlett McKnight

Damien Black - Orion Campbell

Ciaran O’Bryan - Persephone Clay

Evelyn Stratford - Xavier Lennon

Clementine Astoria - Malon Savaris

Clara Woodhouse - Thalia Moore

Gulana Alim - Tessa Fuchs

2. CLAIMED SLAVE RENTALS

The following masters have won the right to rent a claimed slave of their choice for up to 5 days. Simply indicate on your rental form that you are using your raffle prize.

WINNERS:

Magnus Kusihamar

Markus Christiansen

Kane Whelan

Park Jae-Min

3. HAPPY OBEDIENCE

The following masters have won a rental with a slave of their choice, during which the administration will place the slave under a spell which will ensure they are cheerful and eager to please. Simply indicate on your rental form that you are using your raffle prize.

WINNERS:

Winter DuBois

Ivy Lawson

Alfie Norris

4. UNHAPPY OBEDIENCE

The following masters have won a rental with a slave of their choice, during which the administration will place the slave under a spell which will compel them to obey all orders given by their master, regardless of whether or not they want to. Simply indicate on your rental form that you are using your raffle prize.

WINNERS:

Lilim Morrigan

Cassie Hayes

Wat Fletcher

5. LUST SPELL

The following masters have won a rental with a slave of their choice, during which the administration will place the slave under a lust spell, which will leave them desperate and wanting, and only their master will be able to sate them. Simply indicate on your rental form that you are using your raffle prize.

WINNERS:

Hunter Morrigan / Carmella D’Amico

Noah Wright

Ace Kiran

6. NO RESTRICTIONS RENTAL

The following masters have won a rental with a slave of their choice, during which they will not be held to the usual restrictions surrounding permanent harm. Slaves must be returned to the cells alive at the end of their rental; aside from that, masters are permitted to do as they please. Simply indicate on your rental form that you are using your raffle prize.

WINNERS:

Emmanuel Reyes

Uriel Zeriah

Steele

7. MASTER’S FEAST

The following masters have won a feast, served to them by--or off of, if they wish--the slave of their choice. The meal will be provided by The Institute; masters may request a theme or specific dishes if they like, and will also have a say in what, if anything, their chosen slave wears to serve it.

WINNERS:

Dougal McLeod

Alexander Black

8. THREE SLAVE RENTAL

The following masters have won the right to rent three slaves at one time. Simply indicate on your rental form--you may submit one form for all three--that you are using your raffle prize.

WINNERS:

James Donovan

Donnie Miller

9. DARK DESIRES FANTASY

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flashbang-througthe-door · 2 years

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Master list of ocs that are in the cod world but not don't interact much with the canon characters

(Rattlesnake and Carson are exceptions to this rule)

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Modern Warfare

Stars and Moon:

Christian Dawn:

Rattlesnake: One, two, three, four, five

Opal:

Perry Pulls:

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Carson Pulls:

“Dami„:

STRATEGIC HOMELAND DIVISION

(made up team by @sclvixtcxnnxcticn )

Alec StrongString:

"Belfast" Stones:

"ABBA" Pilot:

Raul Jaguar:

Finn Jackson:

Sadie Greenfoot:

Junior Rose:

Thomas Brathwait:

RJ Brathwait:

Mason Russo:

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60s - 80s - 90s

Charlie Rose:

Ryan Brathwait:

Nicky "Apple" Graves:

Father George:

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deborarlekin · 11 months

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Peer-graded Assignment: Getting Your Research Project Started

STEP 1: Choose a data set that you would like to work with.

After reviewing the codebook for the NESARC study, I have decided that alcohol abuse is of particular interest to me, since I have a passion for psychology and social behavior.

For now, I will include all relevant variables in my personal codebook regarding alcohol abuse and social behavior:

ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION

ALCOHOL ABUSE/DEPENDENCE (ALCOHOL EXPERIENCES)

PANIC DISORDERS AND AGORAPHOBIA (ANXIETY)

SOCIAL PHOBIA (SOCIAL SITUATIONS)

SPECIFIC PHOBIA (SPECIFIC SITUATIONS)

GENERALIZED ANXIETY (GENERAL ANXIETY)

PERSONALITY DISORDERS (USUAL FEELINGS/ACTIONS)

ANTISOCIAL PERSONALITY DISORDER (BEHAVIOR)

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STEP 2. Identify a specific topic of interest

A while ago, I watched the Danish movie Druk, directed by ‎Thomas Vinterberg. The movie plot is based on the Norwegian psychiatrist Finn Skårderud’s theory that humans are born with an alcohol blood level 0.05% “too low”, which makes social interactions harder for some.

In the movie, a group of teachers decide to drink alcohol every day in order to maintain a constant level of 0.05% in their system. Their belief was that "modest inebriation" would increase creativity and open their minds. As a result of the experiment, some of them became alcoholics and their lives took a drastic turn for the worse.

Seeing that movie made me wonder how often people use alcohol as a social lubricant to feel less self-conscious, and end up crossing the line into abuse and addiction.

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STEP 3. Prepare a codebook of your own (i.e., print individual pages or copy screen and paste into a new document) from the larger codebook that includes the questions/items/variables that measure your selected topics.

After browsing the personality disorders section, I decided that I am most interested in exploring the association between alcohol consumption levels and personality disorders related to social inhibition.

So I took a closer look into the following sections:

SOCIAL PHOBIA (SOCIAL SITUATIONS)

GENERALIZED ANXIETY (GENERAL ANXIETY)

PERSONALITY DISORDERS (USUAL FEELINGS/ACTIONS)

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STEP 4. Identify a second topic that you would like to explore in terms of its association with your original topic.

Having refined my topic, I narrowed my codebook variables to reflect certain social behavior and situations.

My observation of the data available on the section "PERSONALITY DISORDERS (USUAL FEELINGS/ACTIONS)" was focused on people who are struggling with their self-confidence when dealing with social situations.

I began to consider how anxious people might turn to alcohol to feel relaxed, confident, and less dependent on external reassurance.

In the end, my own codebook contained the following sections:

ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION

ALCOHOL ABUSE/DEPENDENCE (ALCOHOL EXPERIENCES)

SOCIAL PHOBIA (SOCIAL SITUATIONS)

GENERALIZED ANXIETY (GENERAL ANXIETY)

PERSONALITY DISORDERS (USUAL FEELINGS/ACTIONS)

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STEP 5. Add questions/items/variables documenting this second topic to your personal codebook.

How often should one drink to be considered an alcoholic?

If one drinks only on social occasions, can they be considered an alcoholic?

Is one considered an alcoholic if they avoid social interaction when they cannot drink?

Is exaggerated self-consciousness related to fear of rejection?

Whenever people manage to become less self-conscious, do other people's judgment have less impact on their actions?

How can alcohol make us less self-conscious and more willing to open up to others?

How helpful can alcohol be to socially anxious people? And how harmful?

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STEP 6. Perform a literature review to see what research has been previously done on this topic.

Morris, E. P., Stewart, S. H., & Ham, L. S. (2005). The relationship between social anxiety disorder and alcohol use disorders: A critical review. Clinical psychology review, 25(6), 734-760.

Tran, G. Q., Haaga, D. A., & Chambless, D. L. (1997). Expecting that alcohol use will reduce social anxiety moderates the relation between social anxiety and alcohol consumption. Cognitive Therapy and Research, 21, 535-553.

Himle, J. A., & Hill, E. M. (1991). Alcohol abuse and the anxiety disorders: Evidence from the Epidemiologic Catchment Area Survey. Journal of Anxiety Disorders, 5(3), 237-245.

Laws, H. B., Ellerbeck, N. E., Rodrigues, A. S., Simmons, J. A., & Ansell, E. B. (2017). Social rejection and alcohol use in daily life. Alcoholism: clinical and experimental research, 41(4), 820-827.

Cloninger, C. R., Sigvardsson, S., & Bohman, M. (1988). Childhood personality predicts alcohol abuse in young adults. Alcoholism: clinical and experimental research, 12(4), 494-505.

Young, C. M., DiBello, A. M., Traylor, Z. K., Zvolensky, M. J., & Neighbors, C. (2015). A longitudinal examination of the associations between shyness, drinking motives, alcohol use, and alcohol‐related problems. Alcoholism: clinical and experimental research, 39(9), 1749-1755.

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STEP 7. Based on your literature review, develop a hypothesis about what you believe the association might be between these topics. Be sure to integrate the specific variables you selected into the hypothesis.

We all desire to be part of a community and experience social bonds. Social rejection threatens these basic human needs, naturally increasing negativity and lowering self-esteem.

However, people with excessive fear of rejection may place unrealistic expectations on others. They may become overly self-conscious and need constant reassurance, even developing severe dysphoria.

It has been suggested that social drinking can enhance the sense of interpersonal connection. Thus, socially anxious individuals may be driven to seek relaxation, personal confidence, and a sense of belonging commonly found through social drinking.

This quest comes with great danger: how easy is it to cross the line between social drinking and addiction? If one must be intoxicated in order to feel comfortable enough to socialize, when does alcohol stop being a mere social lubricant and become dependency?

So my question is: How is fear of rejection associated with alcohol abuse?

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lovelyalways · 2 years

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Mischief Deal

Nelly joins a business deal with the Lee Family and tries to help Ada in her situation with Freddie Thorne.

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England, 1919

“I thought you said we were going to the fair.”

Thomas had asked Nelly the day before if she wanted to join all of her brothers to the fair the next day. She had excitedly accepted, not having been to the fair in a long time. She also accepted because it had been awhile since she had spent some quality time with her brothers.

She was as equally confused as Arthur when Thomas didn't stop the car at the fair, but at a camp.

“We have business first, come on.” Thomas explained.

Nelly stayed seated, deciding to stay with Finn who was sitting next to her in the car. She recognized Johnny Dogs, she had met him a handful of times before. She trusted him, he was very friendly with Thomas, despite working for another family.

While she observed the two of them talking, Thomas called her over.

“Nell, get over here!” he yelled.

She got out of the car, but turned around so she was eye-to-eye with Finn.

“You stay in the car, alright?” She ordered Finn. He gave her a smile and a nod.

Once she made it to her second oldest brother, he pointed at the white horse next to him. “What do you think?” He asked her.

Nelly has had a fascination for horses since she was a baby. Her uncle Charlie had taught her how to ride them, when her brothers were in the war. She always thought of them as her spirit animal. To her they symbolised freedom, endurance, beauty and also majesty. She has a deep connection with horses, that's why she loves and appreciates Curly so much, he has taught her a lot about horses and he also feels that connection.

She caresses the horse. “She's beautiful, Tommy,” she looks back at him with a smile. “Did you buy her?” She asks him, with a slightly confused face.

“No, I didn't buy her, Nell.” He tells her, with a smirk on his face.

Nelly looked over at Johnny Dogs who was looking inside their car, he was observing it.

Arthur started to speak, understanding the situation. “Hang on a minute, you're not swapping the family car for a bloody horse.”

“Of course we are not swapping it. That would be mad.” Johnny tells him.

“We're gonna play two-up.” Thomas intervenes.

Nelly just looks on from the side when the two men grab a coin and flip it into the air. The two coins landed on the ground, the rest of the people anticipating who had won the car and horse.

From the first glance it looked like Johnny Dogs had won the two-up.

Arthur spoke up in frustration.“I knew it. Tommy, you bloody idiot.”

Thomas explains to him that he actually won, but that he had promised Johnny a spin in the car in case he lost.

The three Lee family members who were watching the interaction of the two Shelby brothers started laughing at Arthur's misunderstanding. Something Thomas didn't appreciate.

He approached them. “Are you Lee boys laughing at my brother?” The Lee boys in question stopped their laughter and walked up to Thomas.

Nelly stopped caressing the horse and paid attention to the scene that was unfolding in front of her. Johnny Dogs also came back from the car, wanting to diffuse the situation.

“Tommy! Come on, it's just a crack,” he got in between Thomas and the Lee boys. “Get your family out of here and go and enjoy yourselves at the fair before they start a war, eh?” He told Thomas. Johnny turned around and started talking to the Lee family in Romani. The only thing she understood was that their grandfather was a King.

Nelly and her brothers had started walking back to the car when one of the Lee boys spoke up.

“Yeah, but the girl over there looks like a fucking whore.” He said with no hesitation, referring to Nelly.

She turned around upon hearing that, just in time to see her brothers take off their caps and attack the Lee boys.

She watched in shock until Johnny Dogs came up to her and instructed Nelly to get in the car. She did as he told her and sat in the back with Finn, shielding his eyes from what was happening.

Eventually, their three older brothers were done torturing the Lee boys and joined them in the car. John sat on the other side of her, while Arthur and Thomas sat in the front.

Nelly was the first one to speak up. “What about the horse?” She asked, looking at Thomas in the driver's seat.

“We just defended your honour and you ask about that fucking horse, fuckin' hell Nell.” John exclaimed, while smoking another cigarette.

Nelly looked up at him, quite offended. “Well it's a nice fucking horse, John.” She countered him.

“Oi! Stop it you two,” Thomas interrupted. “We're gonna wait until Uncle Charlie and Curly pick up the horse here.” He explains to Nelly.

“After that we'll go to the fair, eh?” Thomas asked, looking at the younger ones in the back.

Nelly scoffed. “I don't want to anymore. That gave me a fucking headache.” She said that while staring at the Lee boys outside, who still laid unconscious in the grass.

John just scoffed at her and Arthur gave her a pity look. “What about you Finn?” Thomas said to the youngest Shelby.

“I feel the same, Tommy.” He told him, not making eye-contact with him.

At the same time Uncle Charlie and Curly arrived with a truck for the horse.

Thomas opened the car door. “Then home we'll go.” He got out and walked to the two men.

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The lot arrived back to Small Heath. Confusion washed over them as they saw people scattered around the streets.

The family made it back to their home on Watery Lane. The moment the family stepped through the door, Aunt Polly instructed Nelly and Finn to go to their room.

“Aunt Pol, what happened?” Nelly asked her, while she made her way to her room.

Her Aunt gave her a comforting smile. “Don't worry about it, Nell. The family is fine, that's the most important thing.”

Nelly nodded at her and got up to her room, wondering if it had something to do with the new Inspector in Birmingham.

Once she made it in her room, she decided a bath would do her some good. She was a bit shaken up after the incident with the Lee Family and she wanted to relax. She grabbed her essentials and walked towards the bathroom.

A small voice interrupted her. “Nelly?” She turned around and saw Finn standing in the hallway.

“Yeah?” Finn walked over to her.

He hesitated, something that surprised her. Normally, Finn wasn't afraid to talk to his sister, always telling her his secrets.

“Hey Finn, you can tell me.” She got down on her knees, wanting to be on the same eye level as him.

To Nelly's surprise, the young boy hugged her, something that didn't happen a lot.

“I actually still wanted to go to the fair, but I said I didn't because you looked very upset.” He whispered in her ear.

Her heart just melted. She loves all of her family members the same, but she had a soft spot for her little brother.

She hugged him a bit tighter at his words. “Oh, Finnie. You're too sweet. I appreciate it. Next time, we'll go to the fair together, alright?” She held up her pinky and the two youngest made a pinky promise.

They both got up and she ruffled his hair, before opening the bathroom door.

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Nelly and her friend, Dorothy, were walking towards the fire that had been formed in the middle of the street.

“Nell, your brothers are fuckin' crazy.” Dorothy laughed.

Nelly just smirked at her friend.

The only thing her family had told her about the situation was that the new Inspector had fucked with the Peaky Blinders and that they were going to make a statement.

The girls made it to the fire. Dorothy was holding a portrait of the King in her hands, which once belonged in her family's living room.

“Come on, Dora, throw it in there!” John, who was standing next to them, told her.

Nelly nudged her and her friend threw it in the fire. Both of them screaming from excitement, along with the rest of the people who had gathered around the fire.

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The next day, Nelly was enjoying a cup of tea with Polly in the kitchen when Ada joined them. Her older sister had been absent throughout the day, neither Polly or Nelly had seen her.

“Good of you to join us.” Polly said sarcastically, not taking her eyes of the paper she was reading.

Nelly looked amusingly at her sister. “Where have you been, Ada?” She asked her.

“In bed. Couldn't sleep. Then I couldn't wake up,” Ada explained, as she was cutting a loaf of bread. “Then I was cold and then I had to go for a wee. Then I was with this bear on a boat, but that was just a dream,” Her sister sat down with them at the table, with her loaf of bread and jam. “Then I was hungry.”

While Polly and Ada were discussing Polly's sudden use of the newspaper, both Polly and Nelly were observing the oldest Shelby girl eating. They shared a look that confused Ada.

“Stand up.” Polly orders Ada. Her Aunt observed her body and it was clear to Polly and Nelly that Ada's period was late.

“How late are you?” Polly asks her.

Ada looks around, not making eye-contact with both of them. “One week.” Nelly gives a look at her sister's answer.

Ada sighs. “Five weeks. Seven if you count weekends. I think it's just a lack of iron.” Her older sister admits.

“Have you used those tablets, the ones I recommended?” Nelly asks her.

“Yes” Ada says.

“But they didn't work.” Polly finishes for her.

Ada sets herself back down on the table and nods.

“We'll go to the doctor, immediately. Get ready, Ada.” Polly said, helping Ada get off her chair.

Nelly wanted to stand up as well, but her Aunt stopped her. “Nell, you stay here, someone has to look after Finn.” She sat back on her chair.

“Don't worry, Nelly, I'll come find you later.” Ada reassured her.

She gave her older sister a smile and took another sip from her tea.

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Nelly was up in her room, finishing some of her homework, when she heard a couple of knocks on her door.

“Yes?” She turned away from her desk to the door and saw Ada entering her room.

Nelly immediately got up and sat on her bed, padding the space next to her for Ada to sit.

She waited for Ada to start talking.

Ada took a big breath before speaking. “I am pregnant.”

Nelly couldn't hide her excitement and hugged her sister. Ada was going to be a mother and she was going to be an aunt again.

“Ada, congratulations! You're going to be a mum, and Freddie is going to be a dad!” Nelly exclaimed, still hugging her sister.

The mention of Freddie usually made Ada smile, but this time it almost saddened her.

“Freddie hasn't come back.” Ada wept.

Nelly quickly comforted her sister, rubbing her back, while Ada cried into her shoulder.

She didn't doubt Freddie would come back, but Nelly knew what happened to women who fell pregnant without having a husband. Her Aunt and especially Thomas and Arthur had given her a full speech about women with 'bastard' children.

About a year ago, an older girl she went to school with fell pregnant and the father of the baby didn't want to marry her or have anything to do with the baby. At first Nelly didn't see her at school anymore, but would see her around town, but that also stopped after a couple of weeks. She had never seen the girl since, probably fled to avoid judgement from the critical eyes of Small Heath.

“He'll come back, Ada. He'll come back.” She comforted her sister.

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The following day Polly, Ada and Nelly were on their way to the train station. Ada had a conversation with Aunt Polly and had decided to abort the child. Nelly was sad, but respected Ada's decision.

When the three Shelby women turned to go on the platform, Freddie was standing there.

“Freddie” Nelly and Polly said at the same time.

Ada let go of Nelly's arm and approached Freddie. “You came back?”

Freddie explains that Thomas sent him a message to get out of town and that he had to take Ada with him.

Suddenly, Freddie got down on one knee and pulled out a ring. Nelly gasped and put her hand before her open mouth.

“Ada Shelby, will you marry me?” He asked her with a big smile on his face.

“Yes!” He puts the ring on her finger and they share a kiss.

Ada turns her face to look at Polly and Nelly and the three of them hug each other, full of excitement.

Nelly is able to look at Freddie and gives him a wink. He smiles at the youngest Shelby girl.

They pull away from one another and Polly instructs them to get on the train, but Freddie stays still.

“We're not going anywhere, Ada,” he walks over to her and grabs her hand. “We are going to stay here, we are going to marry here.”

He looks at Polly. “I'm not afraid of Tommy Shelby.” He finishes.

He takes Ada's hand again and leads her out of the train platform, leaving Nelly and Polly behind. They watch the couple leave, as they make their way back to Small Heath.

She had hope seeing Freddie at the station, but all that hope was gone now. Freddie is wanted by the coppers, something that could potentially get Ada in danger and Thomas Shelby will do everything in his power to keep his family out of danger. She was worried for Freddie, but also for Ada and for the baby.

As Ada and Freddie leave, all of Nelly's hope for a good ending, leaves as well.

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americancowgirl19 · 3 years

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Tommy’s Little Girl

Summary: You’re the most precious thing to Thomas Shelby. So, when a guy comes into your life he isn’t the most supportive.

Warnings: fluff, angst, cursing

Reader: Female Reader

Pairings: Tommy Shelby x Daughter!Reader, Reader x Male Character (H/n = His name, he can be whoever you want)

Word Count: 5,261

A/n: This was a request by an anon - Please can I request that Tommy Shelby’s daughter becomes engaged to a man behind his back and he refuses to acknowledge the engagement while the rest of the family do. After six months, just before the wedding, Tommy finally comes around to the idea... So, I added a few things to this request, I hope you still like it! I was just going to do the scene that the anon requested but I personally love writing who stories and backgrounds and shit so you get to see an entire life at Tommy’s daughter with the request included! Oh, and John doesn’t die cause fuck that.

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You were the ultimate daddy’s girl. From the moment you were born you and your father were inseparable. The only thing that tore you apart was the war. You were barely two years old when he went off to serve his country.

When he left he entrusted Polly to look after you. Of course she treated you as if you were her own. She protected you as fiercely as she protected your father, uncles and aunt. Especially when your Aunt Kitty, Kitty Jurossi, showed up demanding that you were to go with her.

Kitty is your mother’s sister. She never approved of Greta being with Tommy. While Tommy taking care of Greta in her final days and loving her as he did was honorable, Kitty knew what kind of man he is. She knew what kind of family he had, what kind of business he partook in. She didn’t want you around them.

Polly always thought it was amusing how Kitty waited until Tommy was out of country to try and collect you. Kitty wrongfully assumed that Polly would just hand you over. Your mother’s sister was lucky she was able to return to her home with her life, especially when she tried to forcefully take you.

You remembered that day very vaguely. You don’t remember what happened but you remembered the yelling, someone grabbing you painfully and how scared you were. Your father had just left you for the longest time in your life and now this woman was trying to take you from the person you considered your mother.

The years without your father were long and unmemorable. When he finally returned home you were five going on six. You waited on the train platform with Polly, Ada and Finn. Polly kept a tight hold on you as the soldiers came off the train and went to their families.

You tried to find him but you were far too short and all of them were wearing the same uniform and cap. You jumped in your spot just itching to run into his arms. It didn’t matter that you didn’t really remember specific details of him. You remembered the feeling you had with him. You remembered being safe and happy with him. You remembered being sad and lonely without him. You’d rather be safe and happy than the other part.

“There they are!” Ada shouts. Your head darts to where she was pointing. When you spotted him not even Polly was able to hold you back.

You remember him shoving his way through the others to get to you. When you were close he dropped to his knees and pulled you into his arms. You clung to him.

Then, just like before he left, the two of you were inseparable once again. The only time you weren’t together was when you were sleeping (although on rough nights you often found your way in his bed) or when he had dangerous Peaky business.

You were the Shelby princess. You were untouchable. You didn’t figure out how much you could get away with until you were older. You could murder his best friend - not that you ever killed anyone - and the longest he’d stay mad at you would be a few hours, a day at most.

Anything you wanted was yours. You were spoiled but you were also kind and generous. You had bratty streaks but who didn’t? You may have been the light of your father’s life but you were John’s partner in crime. Whenever his own kids got too much or he wanted to pick on his brother’s you were the one he came too.

As much as he did truly enjoy spending time with you, John also knew that with you by his side he wouldn’t get into as much trouble as he would without you. All you had to do was give your pretty little smile and bat those eyelashes and Tommy was wrapped around your finger.

Even when your siblings came into the world you were number one. You didn’t exactly like Charlie, not Grace, at first. They stole your father’s attention, something you weren’t used to sharing. Eventually you warmed up to them.

You were sad when Grace died but not nearly to the extreme as your father. His heart break broke your own heart. You felt as if nothing you did eased his pain. In reality, you were the one person keeping him from completely spiraling. He spiraled but just being with you managed to slowly bring him back.

You were a little more welcoming toward Lizzie and then Ruby. By the time Ruby came around you adored Charlie. Ruby quickly wiggled her way into your heart. You became fiercely protective of them. You helped Lizzie with them when Tommy got too busy. When you needed a break you joined your father to the office and he would continue explaining what he did.

To you, life was perfect. You had everything you needed and everything you wanted. Tommy kept you in the business just enough to satisfy you but not enough to put you directly in danger. You didn’t understand a lot of the politics and drama within the family but to you it didn’t matter. You had your family, you had your fun, and life was great.

Then, as you were creeping up on your mid-twenties, you met the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. You were in the market with Lizzie, Polly, and Ruby. You had wandered a bit from the others. There was some jewelry you were looking at when he came over.

He was tall, muscular, and extremely handsome. He had a boyish smile and a flirtatious personality. It didn’t take you long to also figure out that he was clumsy and adorable. You were instantly hooked.

You two talked (flirted) for longer than you thought. Before you knew it Polly, Lizzie and Ruby were rejoining you. Polly was weary of him but it was obvious that he quickly won Lizzie over.

Much to your displeasure, once the three of them showed up you were quickly whisked away from him. Polly had said it was time to go and not many people were brave enough to argue with her.

Even on the way home you thought about him. You hoped that you would see him again but you figured it was unlikely.

Word got around about you meeting Mr. Handsome at the market. Your uncles teased you and Ada interrogated you. Your father was oddly quiet on the other hand. He didn’t want to talk about it, so he didn’t. He just hoped that your paths wouldn’t cross again.

Tommy knew you were getting older but that didn’t mean he liked it. He wanted you to stay his little girl for a while longer. He wished you were still small enough to ride on his shoulders and small enough for him to engulf you in his arms. But you were growing into a beautiful young lady. Whether he liked it or not other men were bound to recognize your beauty and seek you out. He had been lucky, for the most part, about your disinterest in dating, but it wasn’t going to last.

Most of the women your age were already married with at least one child. You were content by yourself. You were gaining responsibilities with the business and being your father’s personal helper. Even though you were content you wanted more. You wanted your own family to come home to with your own kids.

Fortunately, for Tommy, you wouldn’t see the boy from the market for quite some time. It had been so long you had forgotten about him. Until suddenly he showed back up.

The Shelby’s were having a night at the fights. You were enjoying yourself. You didn’t get dolled up often but when you did you went all out. You felt beautiful thus making you feel confident. On top of that, everyone knew exactly who you were which meant heads turned in your direction everywhere you went. You felt important, untouchable.

You sat with your aunt Ada, Aunt Polly, and step mother Lizzie. The three of you were talking amongst yourselves while the boys hollered at the match in front of them. When the fighters changed out you happened to look up and there he was.

Ada had been talking to you but you suddenly stopped listening. He was bigger, more muscular, than you remember. He didn’t seem as clumsy anymore yet he was just as handsome.

“Y/n,” Ada shouts over the crowd.

“Oh, will you look at that,” Lizzie states looking at who you were staring at.

“Who’s he?” Ada questions. Lizzie reminds her about the guy from the market you had met over a year prior. You continued to ignore them.

Right before the match started his eyes connected with yours. He obviously recognized you. He sent you the same boyish smile he had in the market causing a light blush to come to your cheeks. He bravely sent you a wink before focusing on the fight.

Your eyes remained glued on him with Tommy’s eyes started at you. He had noticed the interaction and didn’t like it in the slightest.

When the match ended, with his unfortunate loss, you excused yourself to the loo. You weren’t fooling anybody. Everyone who paid attention knew where you were going and Tommy had half a mind to stop you when something grabbed his attention. The split second his attention was off of you gave you the time you needed to disappear into the crowd.

“H/n,” You say, standing in the doorway of the locker room. You were slightly nervous - a lot nervous - but you weren’t 100% sober so that helped. His head snapped up at the sound of your voice.

“Y/n,” He says, turning away from his locker and toward you. “Shelby,” He adds. You hadn’t told him who you were. It was obvious he hadn’t known back then and you wanted to keep it that way.

“In the flesh,” You gave him a twirl. “You fought well tonight,”

“I lost,” He deadpanned but didn’t look all that bothered by it..

“Caught me attention,” You told him.

“Guess it wasn’t a complete loss then, aye?” He smirks. “How about you make me a winner tonight and agree to a date?” You blushed.

“I can do that,” You agreed.

From there your relationship blossomed. The two of you fell for each other quickly. He started showing up around the family more. Your uncles hazed him, Ada and Polly constantly interrogated him, and your father silently judged him. No matter how hard you or H/n tried, your father never came around.

H/n didn’t care about Tommy’s disapproval of him. He loved you with all his heart and nobody was going to keep you from him. He may be funny, charismatic and handsome but he knew he was selfish with a side of possessive. In his mind, you were his and he wasn’t letting you go. He would do anything to keep you and to keep you happy.

It honestly was no surprise that less than a year later the two of you were engaged. He had taken you out on a picnic under the stars on a beach. You had dinner, went swimming and had a fire in the sand. While stargazing he proposed with a beautiful ring. You didn’t hesitate to say yes.

The next day, as you two were makin breakfast, you asked how your father handled him asking for permission when H/n told you he never asked. It shocked you that H/n didn’t talk to Tommy first. You knew when it came to your father H/n was a little rebellious but this was different. Honestly, you were a bit upset he didn’t speak with Tommy first.

It hadn’t even been twenty four hours since your engagement and the two of you were thrown into a fight. A minor one but a fight nonetheless. He didn’t see why it mattered seeing as the two of you were getting married with or without his permission. You argued that it wasn’t his permission you were looking for but your blessing. H/n didn’t understand just how close you and Tommy are but you wished he would at least respect it.

Eventually, he apologized when he finally noticed just how important Tommy’s approval meant to you. You promised H/n that you would marry him no matter what but keeping it from your father was not an option. H/n promised to talk to him.

A few days passed and then a week. H/n still didn’t talk to Tommy. You were fed up and decided to do it yourself. When you arrived at the Arrow House all you found were Lizzie and Ruby.

Ruby instantly spotted the ring. You desperately wanted to talk to Tommy first but since you weren’t getting passed you sister not Lizzie you conceded.

“So, when did he pop the question?” Ruby asked.

“About two weeks ago,” You answered, a large smile on your face. “He asked me on the beach under the stars,” Ruby swooned but Lizzie didn’t seem to be paying attention anymore. You looked at her. You tensed noticing her looking behind you. Slowly, you turned around and saw your father standing there.

His eyes stare into your eyes and for the first time in your life you can’t figure out what he was thinking. He seemed emotionless but you couldn’t tell if the look in his eyes was anger or disappointment. His eyes glanced down at your hand, at your ring.

“Dad, I-” You didn’t get a chance to explain. He turned around and walked out of the house. You were shocked. He never did that to you. He always let you speak no matter what he was feeling. When you snapped out of it you quickly went after him but he was already in the car driving down the road. “Dad! Wait, please!” But he just keeps driving.

“He’ll come around,” Ruby tries to comfort but her words just go in one ear and right out the other.

For weeks your father avoided you like the plague. You walked into a room, he walked out. You tried to talk, he talked over you. You tried to get his attention, he ignored you. You tried for over a month before deciding to give him some space and focus on planning your wedding.

With the help of Ada, Ruby, Polly, and Esme you planned the wedding. Every day you got a step closer to the date. Every day you got more excited. Yet one thing continued to dampen your mood.

“Y/n, come in,” Esme greets, stepping aside to let you into her home.

“Is John here? I want to talk to him,” You say, fiddling with your fingers nervously. Esme smiles kindly and nods.

“Why don’t you have a seat and I’ll fetch him,” She suggests before disappearing into the house. You walk into the parlor. You smile and play with your cousins for a bit before John finally joins you.

“I wanted to ask you something,” You say after he shoos the kids away. He gives you his attention. You take in a deep breath as tears mist over your eyes. He looks more concerned by the second. “I was wondering if you... would walk me down the aisle,” John frowns his eyebrows.

“You want me?” He asks, shocked. “What about Tom-”

“He hasn’t spoken to me for months,” You snap, struggling to keep your tears from falling. “He can hardly look at me or stand to be in the same room. I think it’s safe to say he’s not coming,” You try to sound angry but curse silently when your voice grows more shaky. John sighs.

“Come here, sweetheart,” He opens his arms and you quickly close the distance between the two of you. He holds you tightly as you cry in his chest. “Tommy’s being a right arse at the moment, everyone knows that,” He mutters. “But nothing in the world is going to stop him from walking you down that aisle,”

“H/n being at the end of it might,” You mutter. John laughs quietly.

“Love, if Tommy really hated H/n, he would be dead by now,” John says truthfully. You see the logic in his statement but it hardly lifts your spirits.

“The wedding is in two weeks,” You whisper. “He hasn’t budged yet,”

“I want you to do something for me,” John says, pulling back just enough to look at your face and wipe your tears. “I want you to think through your entire life and tell me a time where you didn’t get your way with Tommy,” John challenges. “I’m not even going to wait because it never bloody happened,” You smile a bit. “Now, this has been the longest you’ve had to wait for him to come around but trust me, he is incapable of not doing what you want,”

“Will you still be on standby?” You ask him. He smirks and kisses your forehead.

“Of course,” He whispers. “Bloody hell, has anyone said no to you before?” He asks, smirking as he steps away from you.

“What can I say? I’m everyone’s sweetheart,” You smile. John rolls his eyes and offers for you to stay for dinner, which you accept.

When you returned home you noticed H/n was home as well. You had moved out of Arrow house before the engagement, something your father strongly disagreed with.

When you walked inside, H/n was waiting up for you. You hadn’t meant to be home so late. It’s just when you’re with John and his kids they just make the time fly by. Luckily, H/n didn’t seem upset just tired.

“Come here,” He mutters, opening his arms. You smile and settle in his lap enjoying the feeling of his thick arms wrapped around your body. “Were you at Arrow House?” He asks.

“No, I went to see Uncle John,” You tell him. He hums curiously. “I wanted to ask if he’d walk me down the aisle,” You whisper. H/n holds you tighter.

“I’m sorry, Y/n,” He whispers to you. “I shouldn’t have proposed without asking for his blessing or at least mentioning it to him,”

“No, you shouldn’t have,” You grumbled before sighing. “But this is much more than that. Something else is bothering him,”

“You’re his precious girl, he’ll talk eventually,” He reassures you. You don’t respond, you simply cuddle deeper into his embrace.

A week passed. You had five days until your wedding. You woke up excited as you daydreamed about the day. However, your happiness didn’t last.

BRITIAN AT WAR WITH GERMANY

Your father and uncles had fought in the first war. The supposed ‘war to end all wars’. Now, only a short few years later there was another war. A war the next generation would fight. A war your H/n volunteered to join.

You were in the kitchen cleaning up. You were doing everything you could to keep buys. Britain was officially at war and you were terrified. You knew everything was going to change. Deep down you knew it would happen but it didn’t register until he was right in front of you.

“When do you leave?” You whisper, desperately trying to stay together as you look at H/n. He was in his uniform with papers in his hand.

“Thursday,” H/n hesitantly whispers. You close your eyes and hang your head. Not only was your soon-to-be husband going off to fight this war but he was leaving before your wedding. On top of that, you only had two more days with him.

“Why do you have to leave?” You whimpered. He doesn’t answer. He just closes the gap between the two of you and pulls you into a tight hug. He hugged you as if he could single handedly keep you from falling apart.

“I will come back to you, Y/n Shelby,” He states firmly. “Heaven nor hell will keep me from you, you have me word,”

“I love you,” You whisper, clinging to him. He pulls back just enough to tilt your head up to his lips. He doesn’t verbally respond but he tries to pour all his love and determination to return to you in the breathtaking kiss.

You cling to him for as long as you can but eventually have to let him go. While he didn’t leave until Thursday he had much to get done before then. He promised he would be back in a few hours but you didn’t want to be alone.

The first thing you did was go to Polly. You froze when you saw her drying her cheeks. Finn had volunteered as well. Together you both cried.

Finn might have technically been your uncle but he was more of a brother. There was only a few years difference between the two of you. Polly had raised you both. You hated that you could possibly not only lose H/n but Finn as well.

Luckily Charlie was still too young to join but only for another year. You had no doubt that he would join up the first chance he got. He’s Tommy’s son. Neither of them were good at backing down.

When you left Polly you went to Arrow House. You were done. You were done with your father’s stubbornness. You were done with his silence and his judgmental stares. He could be mad about the wedding all he wanted but you needed him to come back to you.

“Did H/n..?” Lizzie’s voice dissipates. She didn’t want to finish the question and she didn’t have too. You just nod and accept her comforting hug. You’ve cried the majority of the day and knew you weren’t done yet. You knew the second you went face to face with Tommy you’d fall apart all over again.

“Where is he?” You ask.

“In his office,” Lizzie says knowing exactly who you were wanting. “Most likely on his second bottle by now,” You sighed, rubbing your face tiredly. “I’ll make some tea,” You send her a smile and a nod.

You don’t even bother to knock, you rarely did. There wasn’t a room you knew about that you weren’t welcome into. Inside you found your father slouched in his chair with a full glass in his hands. He doesn’t bother to look at you. You don’t even know if he registers your presence.

“I don’t know what you’re so mad at me about,” You began. Your voice sounded strong and you hoped it stayed that way. “Yes, H/n asked me to marry him. No, I didn’t know at the time that he didn’t talk to you but get over it. You haven’t made his time in this family easy, no wonder he doesn’t want to talk to you.

“When you found out you found out too soon. I was there to talk to you about it but Ruby and Lizzie saw me first. This wasn’t something I wanted to keep from you, I never meant to hurt you. I’m sorry,” You whisper. Hope fills you a bit when he glances at you in the corner of his eye. “I know something else is bothering you but I don’t know what it is and I need you to work it out some how because I need you, dad,” You whimper.

He finally looks at you.

“These last few months have been so hard without you and now H/n is going off to war, I’m not sure if I’m even going to get married, and you still won’t fucking talk to me!” You shouted but the tears in your eyes betrays your anger. “I’m scared out of my mind I’m going to lose H/n, that I’m going to lose Finn... That I already lost you,” A few tears fall down your face. “I’m sorry for whatever I did, please forgive me because I need you so fucking back,”

By the end you were close to sobbing and falling to you knees. You sobbed but you never fell. Tommy was out of his seat and was wrapping his arms around you before your knees could give away.

He leads you to the couch and sits down. You curl into his chest like you used to do when you were younger. He hums quietly and rocks you.

“You didn’t lose me, darling girl,” He whispers to you. “I’m so sorry for the way I’ve acted. I should have never treated you like I have. No, I don’t like H/n but not because of who he is but because he’s taking my little girl from me,” You tilt your head to look at him. “For nearly 26 years you have been the center of my world,” He whispers quietly. “Through everything, you have been the most important constant in my life. There were many times you were my only source of happiness, my only will to live,” He admits. “I’m terrified of what I’ll do without you,”

“You’ll never be without me,” You whisper to him. “I live ten minutes away and you’ll still see me daily whether H/n likes it or not,” Tommy smiles a bit. “And maybe when the war is over you’ll have more mini me’s running around,” Tommy scowls at the thought of the process of making children rather than the thought of the actual kids.

“You’re happy with him?” You nod. “You love him and he loves you?” You nod again. “Has he hurt you?” You shake your head. He sighs, slightly frustrated with the lack of reason to murder H/n. Not that he really needed a reason but he knew if he did he would hurt you. He’s already hurt you enough as it is. “Then you have my blessing,” You smile at him.

“He leaves before the wedding,” You whisper. He shrugs.

“So, move the wedding up,” He says nonchalantly.

“How are we going to set everything up before Thursday?” You ask. He smirks.

“You don’t worry about a thing,” He kisses your forehead. “Let me call Ada, Pol, and Esme. They’ll help you get ready and I’ll worry about the rest,”

“You avoided this wedding the entire time, now you’re going to plan in within a few hours?” You ask.

“I’m Thomas Shelby,” He said as if it were the cure to all diseases. “Up you get,” He gently pushes you out of his lap. “No worrying,” He points at you before kissing your forehead again.

“Who’s going to want to celebrate at a time like this?” You ask before he leaves. He turns toward you and smiles softly.

“Right now is the perfect time to celebrate a moment like this,” Tommy tells you. You can see the honesty in his eyes and can tell he’s briefly reliving the past. You hate that his past is always haunting him and you pray that you’ll be able to help H/s if... when he comes back to you. “Relax, get ready, and I’ll see you in a few hours.”

It didn’t take long for Ada, Polly and Esme to show up. Polly had your dress and Ada had your accessories. The three of them with Lizzie and Ruby helped you get ready for the wedding.

As you got ready, Tommy went to your home where he found H/n just returning. It was obvious that he was surprised to see Tommy but he invited his future in-law inside nonetheless.

“I was a few years younger than you when I was shipped off to France,” Tommy explained to him. “When I returned I wasn’t the same. Nobody who goes through what we went through, what you will go through, returns the same,” Tommy warns. “Y/n was five or six when I got back. She helped give me a reason to keep waking up, to keep moving. When you come back, you’ll need someone that will be able to anchor you into the present. Don’t push people away, especially Y/n... She won’t let you,” Tommy advises with a soft smile as he thinks about you.

“I won’t,” H/s vows.

“You say that now but I promise it’ll be very tempting when you return,” Tommy says. Casually, Tommy walks closer. “Everyone that returns deals with the past differently. I won’t judge you for the drinks you’ll have or even the drugs you may take,” Tommy shrugs. “But if you come back and you turn violent again Y/n at any point. If you so much as hurt her one time, I will personally dig your grave and put you in it,” Tommy promises. “You will come back, you’ll deal with it however you can, and you’ll take care of Y/n and the family you’ll have. If you can’t do that, don’t marry her and walk away now.”

“I love you daughter. I want her happy and I’ll give my life to keep her safe,” H/s vows.

“Good,” Tommy nods. “That’s my little girl. Her happiness is everything to me. You give me one reason to kill you and I promise you and whatever god is out there that I will take that chance,”

“Understood,” H/n slowly nods.

“Good,” Tommy nods again. “Well, let’s get going, you’re getting married in a few hours,” Tommy says walking toward the door. He pulls out a cigarette and begins to light it.

“I am?” H/n calls out confused. Tommy just keeps walking and H/n jogs to catch up.

A few hours later, John and Arthur show up to collect the women.

“Your chariot awaits madam,” Arthur announces loudly. You couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear as he leads you to the car. John winks at you playfully.

“Told you he’d come around,” John teased.

“Should have cried in front of him sooner, that usually does the trick,” You joke back. John grins wider and kisses your head.

“Alright! Let’s get a move on, we’ve got a wedding to get too!” Arthur hollers. When you arrive where the rest of the gypsies and Peaky Blinders are, they cheer for your arrival.

Tommy greets you at the car looking handsome as ever.

“I hope I’m still allowed to walk you down,” He mutters helping you out of the car.

“Of course,” You smile leaning into him. He kisses your head and leads you toward the aisle. At the end you find H/s standing there looking breathtaking. “I’m scared,” You whisper.

“That’s alright,” He promises, slowly walking you toward your future husband. “There’s going to be moment where you’re scared but there will never be a moment where you’re alone,” He tells you. You tighten your arm around his. “These last few months will never happen again,” He vows. “I’ll be there anytime and every time you need me,”

“I know,” You whisper.

When you reach the end, Tommy turns toward you. You smile up at him. He gently cups the side of your face.

“I love you,” He whispers, gently kissing your forehead. His lips linger as he remembers the day you were born, the day he left and came back from the war. He remembered every moment he shared with you. He hated that future memories would be shared with H/n but as long as you were there he wouldn’t mind.

“I love you too,” You whisper back, basking in the warmth and safety of his embrace for a moment longer. Tommy hesitantly steps back. You both share a smile before he hands you off to your soon-to-be husband.

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