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unknowntoyou2205 · 1 year
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Never threaten with the Shelby sister (1/2)
Info: Tommy Shelby never believed y/n when she said a guy had threatened her life for something her brother did, but she realizes the truth when it's too late.
Relationship: Tommy Shelby x sister
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Y/n Shelby lived a completely different life to her brothers, when she finished school she went on to college and got a nurses degree and moved on to get an actual job instead of the gangsta life her brothers lived. Growing up y/n was always protected by her brothers, when they came home from the war Tommy did all he could to prevent his sister from seeing the life he had when he was abroad at war. He tried to keep her away from the life he and his brothers lived, but ultimately he couldn't prevent his enemies from knowing that he had younger siblings, and that his prized possesion was the baby of the group, Y/n Shelby. Everyone knew that y/n was the apple in Tommys eyes and that if they even came close to hurting her, they would pay. Though perhaps not everyone did, or some were more daring than the others.
Y/n finished up her shift and started making her way home from the hospital. Rooting through her bags fro the house keys she didn't realize that there was someone behind her until she was grabbed and pulled backwards into an alley way. Y/n tried to dig her heals into the ground to prevent her attacker from taking her when two men came and grabbed her from her attacker, pinning her to the wall and allowing her head to smack against the bricks. She groaned as her vision blurred before clearing, only to see a man come into vision.
"Ahh the young shelby girl, guess th rumours are true when they say you've got the body that men crave." THe man taunted her, coming closer to her face.
"Who the hell are you?" Y/n demanded to know, also moving her head closer to the man only for him to push it back into the wall.
"You don't know me but your brother dure does. I believe his name is Tommy Shelby."
Y/n went to move her knee up to the mans crotch but the man seen her intention and grabbed her leg before she could move, and smirked as he placed it up around his waist.
"Now now, be nice, we just need you to bring Tommy boy a little message from us. Tell him that if he doesn't give back what is mine, his dearest sister will pay the price." The man spoke, bringing a hand up to grab y/ns chin, before moving her head to place a kiss to her cheek.
"Who are you?" Y/n asked again, her voice trembling a bit.
"Doesn't matter who I am, your brother will know when you pass on the message." The man spoke before nodding to the two men who had her pinned to the wall "Let her go."
Y/n gasped as the men pushed her away from the wall and onto the ground, winching upon impact. She glanced up at the men who attacked her as they laughed and left her there to gather herself up and head on home.
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Tommy Shelby sat at the kitchen table with a cigarette in his mouth and a glass of whiskey in his hand as he waited for his youngest sibling to come home. Usually, when he came home late at night, y/n would be in the kitchen waiting for him to get home and make sure he ate before leaving for bed. She would tell him about any troubles she had in her day of work and in turn he would tell her how well they got on with the gambling business that day. Some days he would walk her home from work and they would stop at the stables to see his horses, and y/n would get up on one and they’d go for a short run before heading home to Grace and Charles for dinner.
Today however, none of that happened. When Tommy went to surprise his sister outside the local hospital one of her colleagues told him that she had finished earlier today and had made her way home but when he got home the only people there were Grace and their son. Which is why he was now in his seat at the kitchen table awaiting the sound of the key in the door. But when one hour turned to two, Tommy grew worried and got up to go look for her. He had just grabbed his coat when he heard the front door open and y/n stepped through it, her work dress dirty and hair out of place.
Y/n sat at the kitchen table and placed her hands on her face, sighing in frustration as the tears  began to fall down her cheeks. She looked up at the pot that began to boil as her vision was clouded with tears, afraid for what would happen if Tommy didn’t soon believe her.
“Tommy.” Y/n spoke ,relieved to see him.
“Where the fuck have you been?” Tommy cursed at his sister, and y/n flinched at the harsh tone he used  at her.
“Tommy, let me explain.” y/n stated, hanging up her coat and heading towards the kitchen, Tommy following.
“Please do, why were you out this late. I went to walk you home from work only for one of the nurses you work with to tell me that you finished early today. So imagine my surprise when I got home to see that you weren’t here either. I was expecting the worst till you just strolled in as nothing happened.” Tommy raged to his sister as she filled the pot with water to boil for some tea.
“Oh a lot has happened trust me. This man…”
“Your seeing a man and he made you late is it? Well I want to see this man and…”
“Tommy no, it’s really nothing like that. This group of men attacked me and this man threatened me, told me to tell you that if you don’t give back what’s his than your dearest sister will pay the price.”
So it was a group of men now. I think your trying to cover for where you actually were.”
“No Tommy I’m not. I think this man was serious. Whatever you took from him he wants back.” Y/n stated, moving to lean against the table as she looked at her brother.
“And who was this man y/n? Who threatened your life if I don’t give back what’s his hmm?” Tommy asked, narrowing his eyes at y/n.
“I dunno, he said you’d know who he was when I told you.” Y/n shrugged her shoulders, looking at her brother with pleading eyes.
“Thomas, what’s going on?” Grace asked as she came down the stairs to the kitchen where Tommy stared at his sister.
“Nothing love, let’s head to bed.” Tommy stated, heading towards Grace and following her out of the kitchen.
“Tommy please, I really don’t think this guy is fooling around. He seemed dead serious of what will happen.” Y/n pleaded with her brother as she moved to the kitchen door.
“Right y/n, and I am dead serious, get rid of the man before I find out who your getting involved with.” Tommy stated, pointing a finger at his sister before heading upstairs with Grace.
“I’m not fooling around with anyone.” Y/n cried out but her cried fell on deaf ears.
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Three days later y/n was on getting ready for work. The last few days had been emotional to say the least. Tommy still refused to believe her and as a result, Grace had asked her to leave their house for to allow things to cool down as their conflict was starting to effect Charles. So y/n had returned back to Pollys home where she had consoled in her aunt about what was happening. Y/n feared for what could happen if Tommy soon didn’t believe her and Polly was running out of ways to comfort her youngest niece. Polly couldn’t believe that Tommy didn’t believe his sister, the same sister that stuck by his side at his worst.
Shouting bye to Polly and grabbing her lunch for the day, y/n began to make her way to work for the day. Polly had asked Michal to walk his cousin to work so the young man was trailing behind her to allow her some space. As they turned the corner to the hospital y/n can’t help but stop as she felt someone was watching her. She looked around to see if she could see anyone, and as Michal went to ask her what was wrong a shot was heard. Y/n and Michal ducked their heads as Michal ran towards y/n, trying to get her to safety. He pushed her onto the ground behind a car as a figure came into view.
Y/n looked to the left of the car to see another man from before coming towards them. She hit Michal’s arm to catch his attention as the man lifted his gun towards her.
“Y/n Shelby, I tried to warn you.” The man called out, taking a shot to the ground close to where the duo hid.
“I tried to tell him, he wouldn’t listen to me. Please, leave me be.” Y/n called out to the man with a shaky voice.
“Who is he?” Michal asked his cousin, seeing the look of fear present on her face.
“I dunno, someone Tommy crossed.” Y/n shrugged before flinching as a bullet went through the window above them.
The two covered their heads with their arms as glass showered them and Michal got out his gun.
“Since when do you have a gun?” Y/n whisper shouted at her younger cousin.
“Tommy gave it to me. Told me I was a Shelby so needed one for the family business.” Michal explained briefly as he peaked over the cars bonnet to see if he could see where the man was.
“Yeah, family business is great alright.” Y/n muttered, “Does aunt Pol know?”
“Yeah.” Michal spoke before taking a shot in the direction of the man.
All y/n could hear were bangs continuously going off. Pain encased her body as another shot was fired in her direction, hitting her in the stomach and she cried out, gaining the attention of her cousin. Michal glanced down at the girl his aunt told to protect when he felt something hit his shoulder. He groaned in pain and looked up to see the men fall to the ground as another bang was heard, and Michal turned his attention to his cousin as she struggled on the ground.
“Michal…” Y/n tried to get her cousins attention before a sharp pain was felt on her shoulder.
“What?” Michal asked before seeing the other man.
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Thomas Shelby was a man of many things, and one things that was known was his ability to be stubborn. Never would you hear him apologize for his actions or admit if he was wrong. But this changed when it came to his youngest sibling. Y/n took out the best of him, so after their falling out and y/n leaving the manor, Tommy’s attitude became more rigid. No one was an exception to the hot worded conversations he gave, and his aunt was no exception.
And so, he did. Tommy stared at his aunt for a few minutes before sighing in frustration and grabbing his coat, putting on his cap as he left. Hands in his pockets, Tommy strolled along the back alley towards the hospital where y/n work. But the sight he seen wasn’t one he expected. One-minute he seen y/n and Michal were walking towards the hospital, the nest gun shots were heard and the two were ducking their heads as they ran to a random car for cover. Tommy looked around and seen no one, but grabbed his gun as he moved closer to the scene. Two men came into his vision and his blood ran cold, realizing who it was. Glaring ahead of him, he raised his hand, shooting towards the men, wounding one on impact. Hearing a gasp, he recognized the voice as y/n and instantly ran closer to the other man, causing him to turn and look at the Shelby man who pointed the gun at him.
“Thomas Shelby, I am very disappointed in you. Disregarding your sister like that.”  Polly exclaimed to her nephew as she walked into the manor.
“If this is about y/n and her attitude than I don’t want to hear about it.” Tommy stated sharply, causing Polly to tut in disapproval.
“Oh you will listen to me Tommy, because you and I both know that y/n doesn’t easily become scared, and I have never seen her as scared as she has been since them men threatened her for your stupidity.”
“I’m sure she’s fine Pol, she’ll get over it.” Tommy rolled his head up before lighting his cigarette.
“Go to her Tommy, see for yourself.” Polly stated, staring hard at Tommy.
“Never threaten the Shelby sister.” Tommy stated before pulling the trigger, the man dropping to the ground.
Part 2
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themultifandomgal · 6 months
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Shelby Clan- A New Shelby Member
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While the men were away at war, YNs father died from a gunshot wound, but not only that her mother passed away from heartbreak. This caused YN to end up in care at the age of 14. Thankfully though that didn't last long though. Polly Gray decided to adopt the sweet, shy, quiet girl.
For the next next year, YN struggles to get close to Ada because of how loud she is, however Finn and YN get on well making YN feel comfortable. That all changes when Arthur, Tommy and John come home. YN finds it hard to fit into the loud rambunctious family. Now YN is 15 years old, she's still shy and quiet, nothing like her new family.
YN sits in the kitchen reading a book while the family tuck into their breakfast
"YN put that book down at the table" Polly scolds placing some food in front of her
"Sorry Polly" the shy girl says placing her book down making Finn laugh
"After breakfast I'd like you to head down to the market get us some more bread and milk"
"I'll send Isaiah with her" Tommy says. Out of all the Shelby's Tommy is the most protective of YN. They all are, but Tommy is the one who most protective
"She'll be fine Tommy"
"I'll still send Isaiah with her"
"YN eat up" Polly says again knowing there's not point arguing with Tommy because either way Isaiah will be going with YN.
"You cousins are protective of you aren't they" Isaiah says walking down the street with YN
"Adoptive cousins. And yes" YN quietly chuckles
"Got a new girl Isaiah!" a boy shouts towards the pair laughing. YN immediately lowers her head, looking at the floor
"Just ignore them"
"Oh come on. Why don't you share?" YN then feels a hand on her arm making her gasp
"Let her go" Isaiah says sternly
"Come on let's go, she's a Shelby" another guy says
"Yeah only adopted by then. She's just a sad little orphan. Forget it. Have her" Isaiah pulls YN away, instead of going to the market he takes her home knowing that she already has tears pricking her eyes.
Unfortunately for YN this guy doesn't leave her alone. She's subjected to being bullied at school and on the way home from school, but YN refuses to tell anyone what's going on. Polly can tell something is going on with her, she tries to talk to her, but YN pretends she's ok.
On the way home from school YN takes a short cut down by the canal
"Oi YN!" YN lifts her head up to see the same guys who have been bullying her since that day at the market. Her feet move quickly under her feet trying to get home as quick as possible "hang where do you think your going?" hands grab on her arms
"Please let me go"
"Haven't got your boyfriend here to help you now" the boy laughs
"Please don't hurt me" YN pulls away
"I think she needs a cool down don't you?" another boy chuckles
"No no please I can't swim" YN now yells with tears running down her face
"Aww what a shame" and with that YN is pushed into the cut. Slashing about and spluttering she tries to keep her head above water as best she can. Little do the boys know that Finn was playing down by the cut and saw the whole thing. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him and bursts into the betting shop where his brothers all are
"Tom" he breathes out catching everyone's attention "Tom it's YN. She's in the cut, she can't swim" Tommy look at John and Arthur signalling for them to follow him and Finn.
When they arrive they see a tired looking YN struggling to stay afloat while a group of boys are stood laughing. Tommy takes off his hat and wast coat jumping into the water without a thought
"You think this is fucking funny?!" Arthur yells walking over to the boys "your lucky your kids because if you weren't..."
"Arthur!" John yells "let's take you home to your parents" John and Arthur take the boys by their ears as Tommy pulls a shivering YN out of the water
"Let's get you home eh?"
"What the bloody hell happened!" Polly yells seeing YN with wet hair sat by the fire with a blanket around her shoulders
"YN has failed to tell us that she's being bullied at school. Today some of her classmates decided to push her into the cut. Thankfully Finn was there, came to get us"
"Where are your brothers?"
"Taking the idiots home" Polly then sighs
"Ok well let's get you into a warm bath" YN gives her adoptive mum a nod before following her.
Yes she's different from the Shelby's, but this only went to show how much they all see her as part of their family.
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anavie-12 · 10 months
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my obsession w random male celebrities is getting out of hand
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prongsflower · 2 years
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how do i explain to my therapist that season one of peaky blinders gives me comfort??
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cosmindart · 10 months
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philossworld · 2 years
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Contemplating
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upset and concerned because i just realized that the boy who sits behind me in english looks disturbingly similar to micheal shelley ;-;
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jaxie101 · 6 months
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kaneki ken, geto suguru, tony stark, prospero usher, mike afton…. i’m sensing a pattern
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the-leech-lord · 6 months
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🖤Ham Tyler Stimboard🖤
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hacked-wtsdz · 2 years
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The thing about peaky blinders is that it is very open to interpretation. There are no clear distinctions between black and white. Where does the black end and the white begin? Where did the black take it roots and what right does the white have to judge it? How far does the white go? Where did it begin? The show doesn’t give an answer. There is no clarity, so many lines that can be read differently. There are no redemption arcs, no climax reckoning, sometimes even no justice. It’s quite arthouse and really deep, you can analyse it again and again. And this makes people uncomfortable. They are so quick to judge, blame events on certain characters, say that that one is psychopath and this one was manipulated. When they all most certainly are and were. When they all most certainly aren’t and weren’t. You see, we have this trend right now that consists of cancel culture and hiding all the uncomfortable parts of art. People want good-natured, fair characters who fight evil, they don’t want ptsd, injustice, the complexity of human relationships and societal problems, they don’t want to see violence explained because to them it sounds like excuses. Hence, such a popularity of superheroes. There are a whole lot of problems with modern cinema and literature trends that seriously distress me, but my point is that peaky blinders is too gray, too arthouse and too serious for such a huge audience. I might be wrong, of course, but I can’t get rid of the feeling that a lot of the points the show tried to capture and get across are not explored or understood enough.
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themultifandomgal · 1 year
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Michael Gray- Time Travel Pt1
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This was requested over on Wattpad. So this starts off in modern day, Peaky Blinders isn't a TV show but the Peaky Blinders were real people (which is the TV show does that make sense?). I really liked the idea of this one and enjoyed writing this little story.
I put down my coffee onto the table and continue to work on my dissertation which is about how medicine has changed through the last 100 years, especially metal health and how modern day treatments compare to years ago
"Still at it YN?" my friend Emma who so happens to work at this coffee shop, sits next to me
"Yeah. I'm now on the 1920s but I'm struggling so much. I wish someone would hurry up and invent a time machine so I can go back in time" I sigh
"Be careful what you wish for YN" taking my coffee and taking a sip. The bell dings to signal someone had just walked in
"Holy shit it's that cute guy I was on about"
"Em you've got a boyfriend" I chuckle shaking my head not looking at the guy
"Not for me, for you idiot"
"Ha no thanks"
"Come on it's been a year since you and James broke up. He's moved on time for you to"
"I have. I promise Em, but I don't need to date a guy to show that I have moved on"
"Whatever you say. I have to get back to work, good luck with your dissertation"
"Thanks" I give Emma a smile and get back to work. After a few more hours and cups of coffee I decide it's time to head home to my tiny apartment. Sighing I place my laptop on my coffee table and look at my bookshelf trying to find a specific book. Finding it I pick it up and walk over to the sofa. I sit down at start reading about the Peaky Blinders, the boss had PTSD from war. Before I know it my eyes are shutting and I can no longer stay away.
I'm woken up by screaming and shouting by my neighbour. The sun lights up the whole room, must be morning. Groaning I stretch and go to place the book back on the shelf realising that the book I was reading is here, weird. I look around the room, TV has gone, the wall paper is different and so is my carpet. Feeling confused I stand up to look for my phone. I can't find it anywhere. Maybe I left it at the coffee shop. I head to my bedroom to change into some clean clothes. Everything looks be 1920s clothing. What the hell is going on? I get changed into a purple 1920s dress, I put on some pearls and a hat. I leave my apartment and start to walk towards the coffee shop when a young boy about 13 or 14 bumps into me
"Sorry" he laughs running off, weird.
I arrive to what I though was the coffee shop and open the door
"Ahh you must be the new barmaid" a man says walking over to me
"Excuse me?"
"The last one married Tommy and then... you know what you don't need to know. Ok so the Blinders will use that hatch to ask for their drinks they are priority"
"Blinders? As in the Peaky Blinders?" I frown
"Yes who else. Your not from around here are you?"
"Something like that" still nervous I follow the guy to the bar and he shows me how to poor beers, whiskey, ect.
As I'm getting a hang of it the door opens and a group of good looking men walk in wearing suits
"I'll let Harry know we're here" I hear one of the men say and he walks over towards us. The rest of the men go to the back room where the hatch is. Holy shit these guys are the Peaky Blinders! "you must be the new barmaid"
"I guess so" I frown still so confused about what's going "what can I get you?" 
"Irish whisky"
"Errrm how many glasses?" I ask picking up a tray. The guy just chuckles shaking his head
"A bottle"
"Oh erm ok"
"Just bring it through the door with 5 glasses"
"Ok" I nod my head and the guy walks off. Holy shit he's good looking. I mean they all are but bloody hell he's my type to a tea. I get the whisky glasses and a bottle of Irish whisky and head to the back room. I knock on the door and wait until someone shouts
"Come in" I open the door and see all the men with cards in their hands sat around a table
"Didn't know you hired a new barmaid Arthur"
"Yeah, well, had to get a new one. Harry needed help"
"So what's your name then love?"
"Err YN YLN"
"Nice to meet you YN. Now Arthur there, is your boss, he's our brother. We're your bosses. That's Micheal, Isaiah, John and I'm Tommy"
"Nice to meet you all. Erm I better get back to the bar. Let me know if you need anything" I turn around and walk back to the bar.
The day is over and I walk back to my apartment. I'm going to go straight back to bed. Hopefully when I wake up everything will be back to normal.
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magic-fern22 · 1 year
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Taking requests🕺🏼💃🏻
Hi there🫶🏻
This will be the first time posting any content publicly and unfortunately I definitely have writers block👎🏻
So i decided to just take requests for stories!!
people I will write for:
Anyone🫶🏻
Characters from:
Peaky Blinders
Harry Potter (golden trio era or marauders era!)
The Walking Dead
Marvel
D.C
and will be willing to try more upon request!!
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"It's Not Just The Mind-Reading Or The Telekinesis, It's Something Else. Some Dark Power Inside And It's Growing Like A Fire."
- Jean Grey
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timeisacephalopod · 1 year
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Supernatural made a lot of Dickshit decisions but they have Iron Cajones for making God a short king.
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qupritsuvwix · 1 year
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