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KEEPER OF MY HEART - TOMMY SHELBY

KEEPER OF MY HEART - CHAPTER ONE

I take a deep breath, clutching the job advertisement in my hands.

INNKEEPER NEEDED.

ENQUIRE WITH SHELBY LIMITED. 

I’m new to Small Heath, Birmingham. I’ve only been here a week and I’m desperate for a job. Although I have years of experience keeping my families Pub, I know not many establishments wants a woman as the face of their business. 

I roll my shoulders back, straightening my posture to stand as tall as I possibly can at a mere 5 ft 3. Trying to assert myself in a display of confidence. God knows I’m going to need it.

I force myself forward, pushing the heavy doors open, entering into the Garrison. 

The smell hits me straight away. Cigarette smoke and whiskey. 

It’s weirdly familiar and comforting. 

There is no one at the bar, just a group of men sitting in the middle around a table. Laughing, drinking and smoking.

These must be the Shelby brothers. 

I waits for them to turn to look at me, to address my entrance into the room. To begin the interview. But they don’t.

That is until one of the younger men notices me, and nudges the tall and slim man next to him.

And just like that, all of the men slowly turn their attention towards me. 

I try to ignore their unimpressed gazes. Their eyes looking me up and down judgementally. I give a tight lipped smile, feeling as though a theatre spotlight has just been shone on me. Now is not the time to back down. 

“I’m here for the job interview” 

By the look on their faces, you would have sworn I had spoken in a foreign language. 

Confusion, amusement, prejudice. 

The tall, slim member of the Shelby family speaks first, after what felt like hours of painful silence. 

“I think you’re in the wrong building sweetheart” he says, trying to be nice but unsuccessfully hiding a smirk. 

I knew to expect this. 

I pause before speaking, as I catch the eyes of one of the Shelby’s sitting at the back of the group. He puffs on his cigarette, smoke shrouding his sharp features. Our eyes lock in on one another. How could they not. They’re piercing through the dimly lit building. It takes a lot to make me feel small, but his gaze alone makes me want to shrink. 

I try to offer him a smile, but he doesn’t return it. He just grazes his eyes over me, thinking god knows what. 

I try to shake off the interaction, turning back to the brother at the front.

“No, I’m pretty sure I’m in the right building, Mr Shelby” 

“Well unless you’re… Z Jones…” he says, referring back to the list of applicants on the table beside him, then looking back up to me doubtfully. 

“Yes, thats me” 

“You’re Z Jones?”

“Yes, Zoe Jones”

“Well fuck me” he laughs, entertained and dumbfounded “Z for Zoe Jones” 

I feel a sense of relief. He hasn’t completely kicked me out of the building. And my tactic of not revealing my full name on the application worked. Now I at least have my foot in the door. 

I tempt a quick look at the brother in the back, and he still sits unwavering. Not amused in the slightest like the other men. He hasn’t so much as moved or said a word. He just studies me. 

“And you are aware of the job you have applied for?” The tall brother questions, his amusement morphing into concern.

“Innkeeper, Matron of the bar, Bartender” I list of all the names that this job falls under “I am well aware of the role I will be taking on”

“How old are you sweetheart?” He questions. I knew my age would be in question. But I already have years of experience. 

“Old enough to pour a beer” I retort, smirking. There’s not one question they can throw at me that I haven’t heard before. 

One of the younger brothers smiles, beaming up at me. “I like her Arthur” He tells the eldest brother. So that’s Arthur. The eldest Shelby brother. 

“Shut up John” The older brother nudges his younger brother, who I now know as John. 

But his smile doesn’t fade, in fact, he gives me an encouraging nod. Like he’s rooting for me. 

“Alright I’ll level with you, darling. The kind of crowd we get here is not… they’re not just your usual crowd of singing drunks. We need someone that can handle the money, as well as the fellas that come in here. I don’t doubt that you can pour a beer, but they’re going to take one look at you and chew you up. We need someone that folks will take seriously” 

I just smile back politely. Nodding at his speech. I feel my hopefulness start to falter, but I won’t show them. If I don’t get this job, I will have no where to go with no way to pay my rent. I need this, and they need me. 

“If I could level with you…” I begin, taking a breath before I continue “I’ve worked my fathers pub since I was 14. When he died I took over. Business died off, so I had to sell. I think I’m more than capable. And I say let them underestimate me. With all due respect, sir, letting them underestimate me has been my greatest strength. I can run the money. I can pour beer. I might not be able to fight with my fists, but I’ve never had to. The mind is where half the battle is. I was smart enough to put my name down as Z because I knew if I put my full name down I wouldn’t even get a foot in the door. And I’m not sure what kind of business you’re running here at Shelby Limited, but I know a lot of places deal in secrets. And you’ll be surprised what people will talk about around a woman. What they say when they think you’re not listening because they think you wouldn’t understand. Let them underestimate me. So… if you could just give me one night?” 

The men stare up at me. If they kick me out, at least I stood my ground. They all look around at each other, trying to come up with an answer. 

“Tommy?” Arthur asks, turning to the Shelby who has been sitting stone faced the entire time. 

Thomas Shelby. 

I had done some asking around before I applied for the job. Everyone had a lot to say about the Shelby brothers. But not many could say anything about Thomas. He was the mysterious brother. The silent assassin. Not the oldest, but the leader of the family. What was said about Thomas was much of the same. He’s deadly. He’s a killer. He’s the puppet master of the entire company. 

I straighten my back, trying not to falter or waver underneath his unforgiving gaze. If there’s anyone I need to convince, it’s him. 

He stands, taking a swig of the drink in his glass before he begins to stalk his way towards me. 

His eyes wander all over me, scaling me up and down. Sizing me up. 

The room has fallen silent. Their eyes darting between Thomas and I. 

“Zoe Jones” he repeats my name, inching closer to me. 

“Thomas Shelby” I address him back, unsure of where the courage to do so came from. 

“If anything goes wrong, you’ll pay the price” His voice is husky as he threatens me. This is what I can only assume everyone in town was talking about when I asked about The Shelby Brothers. 

I swallow, trying to find the right words. 

“Good. I like a challenge. But that won’t be necessary” 

I raise my chin, tilting my head upwards to meet his stern gaze. I won’t back down. It’s not even about the job anymore in this moment. I won’t be made to feel small. I know my worth. 

For the entire 10 minutes that I have known Thomas Shelby, he hasn’t shown one ounce of expression on his face, besides slight disapproval at my presence. But for a second, I swear I can see a hint of interest in his eyes when I spoke back. He didn’t expect me to push back when he descended on me with his intense, heaviness. 

“One night” he says finally “Tonight” 

I nod, smiling up at him. 

That’s all I need. 

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[fromforeigntofamiliarity]

Can you do a shelby brother reader story, reader is older than John but younger than Tommy. The plot happens when the garrison exploded the reader was in the private room at the back of the garrison when it exploded. The other shlby brothers struggle to hurry and get him untrapped from under the ruble with reader's injuries. Good amount of angst and some fluff if possible

Warning: Grief, depression, drinking, PTSD, suicide, angst

Request: Yes!

Y/N Shelby threw back another glass of whisky as he sat in the snug of the bar all alone. The rest of the family were still at the funeral of Freddie Thorne, Y/N's best friend. 

Y/N and Freddie had always been close growing up and that didn't change during or after the war, nor was it an issue when Freddie had asked him to be a witness to his marriage to his sister Ada, it just meant that now they were brother by law. 

He couldn't bring himself to watch as his brother was put in the ground, so I resided to getting blackout drunk at The Garrison.

Picking up the bottle and pouring another drink Y/N let out a sigh hoping that this amount would be the one to drown out the sadness that attempted to consume him. 

Lifting the glass it barley touched his lips before everything went black. 

*-*-*

"Hey, you waiting for a kiss or do you want to get up sleeping beauty?" Freddie asked looking down at his friend. Sitting up Y/N takes a look around to see the dirt walls of the tunnels. 

"Freddie." Y/N said looking at his friend standing in front of him. "What are you doing here? How are you here?" 

"I thing that's my question, yeah?" Freddie asked with a smirk. "I didn't think I would be seeing you for a long time, not that it's not good to see you." He joked. 

"It's good to see you too." Y/N replied leaning forward to wrap the man in a hug. 

"You look like shit." They both say at the same time before breaking into laughter.

"You smell like a pub." Freddie said scrunching his nose and lightly punching Y/N's shoulder. "Come on brother I know we said we'd do everything together but don't tell me you followed me to the grave." 

"I can't say it didn't cross my mind." Y/N admitted as the look of disappointment crossed Freddie's face. "But I have no idea how I got here, where ever here is. Is this hell?" 

Freddie burst into laughter at the assumption, they both predicted that the sins of their lives would lead them straight to hell.

"No, surprisingly I was up north until you decided to get yourself in this predicament." Freddie informed laughing once again at the look of shock Y/N displayed. "Yeah, who would have thought? Me in heaven?"

"Wow they let any old riff raff in that joint." Y/N joked receiving another punch. "So where are we then?" 

"It's somewhere in between." Freddie informed getting serious.

"Between what?" 

"Everything, but more specifically, life and death." He answered looking into Y/N eyes. "A place not many people get the chance to be, so that you can make a choice not many get to make. So you need to choose carfu-"

"I'm not going back Fred-."

"Yes you are!" 

"There is nothing there for me Freddie."

"Nothing there for you?" Freddie asked angrily grabbing the collar of his shirt. "You have a family. brothers, your sister, your nephew....my son. Do you know how many people would kill for this chance? What I would give to be in your shoes? To kiss my wife, raise my son. No no you're going back. You're going to live your life and I'm not gonna see you for a long long time." Freddie shouted tears in his eyes. 

"And the next time I do see you," He continued. "Your gonna tell me about them...about Karl and Ada, about whatever women or man you con into loving you, about your children and their children after that. I don't want to hear anything else from you until them." Freddie says letting Y/N go.

'Hey!' 

'Y/N, where are you?'

'Y/N get up. Wake up.'

"What the hell is that?" Y/N ask looking around for the source of the voice. 

"I'm that means it's time for you to make a decision." Freddie informed. "But I think we both know what the answer is. I know we used to say that death is easy, but being away from the people I love is the hardest thing I've ever had to do. So when it your time and we see each other again brother....we'll have all the time in the world." 

*-*-*

"Y/N!" Tommy yelled shaking his brother. "Wake up."

Tommy didn't react much when he found out that the pub had been blown up, after all he had been the one to do it, but he felt his heart drop after Finn informed that he had seen you going towards the pub before after the funeral. 

The Shelby family rushed to the destroyed remains of The Garrison, immediately digging around the rubble for the missing member. 

It had been John who had found Y/N buried under so wood and alerted the other as he began removing the charred building remains until they were able to haul his body out.

"Come on wake up." Tommy said tapping his face.

"Oh thank god." Polly sighed out as she watched her nephew's eyes begin to open. 

"Freddie?" Y/N asked looking up at his brother in confusion. 

"No, you're home now." Tommy corrected pulling his little brother into a hug. "You're home now."

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[tommyshelbysgirl]

You awake from your deep sleep to turn over to see Tommy was still fast asleep, you watch him sleep peacefully for a few moments before you decide to gently sit up in your bed as the thin covers drop from your body & reveal your petite breasts.

You gently throw back the rest of the cover then getting out of bed not making a sound as you feel the warmth from the beam of sunlight that crept through I opening in your curtain.

You stood up then headed to your silk dressing gown which was draped on the chair which sat at your dressing table, you place it on feeling the soft silk touch your skin you tie it up then leave the bedroom.

You make your way down the hall then down the staircase when you are greeted by your maid

"Y/N the family is here for your anniversary celebrations"

You stop In your tracks & your eyes widen you had forgotten they were coming today to spend the day with you & Tommy.

"Damn we forgot I shall go wake Tommy up now please keep them entertained"

She nodded then shuffled off.

You make your way back upstairs to your bedroom where you open the door to see Tommy was still fast asleep, you loved how peaceful he looked when he slept so you gave out a smile before you sat on the edge of the bed.

"Tommy my love you need to wake up" he stirs moving his arm then taking hold of you & pulling you into him.

"Can we not stay in bed all day?" he asks quietly as he keeps his eyes closed.

"Sadly no the family are here for our anniversary celebrations"

He sighs then opens his eyes looking you up & down then winking

"Y/N they can wait"

He sits up then pulling you towards the bed so you are made to sit down on the bed with him, he reaches for the belt on your silk dressing gown & begins to undo it you just watch his hands work there was no point in fighting him because he would win.

Your dressing gown was quickly open & you watched his eyes peer over your body, he leans in kissing your stomach gently you feel the warmth from his lips hit your skin.

He then places his hand onto your hip then slowly moves it up going over your stomach then making his way to your exposed breasts, he rubs his hand gently over one of your nipples & you feel it start to get erect with every touch he makes.

"Tommy we have guests waiting"

He did not answer you instead with a slight quick movement you were on your back & he was between your legs kissing your neck, you wrap your legs around him as you moan at every kiss which hit your neck.

He slowly started to move his lips down to your nipples you gasped as you felt his wet tongue & mouth begin to lick & suck on one of your nipples as he used his other hand to play with your other nipple & breast.

As your body got more & more excited you gently pulled on his hair which made him moan a little himself, you felt his manhood begin to harden due to what he was doing.

Without hesitation or warning, he entered you & you gasped then he started to thrust hard placing his hand gently over your mouth as you began to loudly moan at every insert & deepened thrust he did.

He moved his hand away from your mouth & you gripped onto his back as his thrusts became faster & both of your moans began to fill your bedroom which made him more & more turned on.

He lowers down & you take the opportunity to grab onto his hair.

There's a loud knock at the door he stops for the moment & you both turn your heads to the door.

"Fuck Off!" Tommy yells out & then continues to thrust & get back into the moment.

You grab back onto his hair & feel your body getting ready for that climax moment, then there is another knock on the door he sighs & gets up you watch his butt wiggle a little as he walks over to your door.

"What is it! we are having an intimate moment"

"Sorry Mr. Shelby So So Sorry"

"Well spit it out!" you could tell by the tone of his voice he was not happy for you both to be disturbed

"Dinner is ready that is all"

"I don't need to know this! we shall be down when we are done" he slammed the door in the maid's face.

"Tommy you didn't have to act in that way, we can have our own time later"

You watch as he begins to get ready if looks could kill you would be dead right now.

"We better get ready now the mood has gone"

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[thestorymaker97]

To the world you are our fantasy,

To us you are the world.

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[unadulteratedlandsoulshark]

hi can anyone reccommand me some tumblr profile that post imagines about John Shelby or Sean Wallace?

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[polygamousstan]

Relax- Tommy Shelby (SMUT)

Hey guys,

First of all, I’d like to apologize for being so inactive for th past few months but with exams and then I worked for a month, my schedule was quite hard as I was working for kids and then I rested but I’m going to try and write as much as possible so here’s a Tommy Shelby SMUT, hope y’all enjoy it !

   After finishing the last touches around the house, dusting off the shelves, I hear the door open and close with a loud bang.                                                  Understanding his mood without even seeing him, I bring out a glass with a bottle of whiskey and set them on the coffee table in front of the fire.

I hear a huff as he sits beside me, kissing my cheek while pouring himself a glass of whiskey.                                                                                                  He puts his hand on my thigh, his hand slowly caressing the fabric:

‘Long day ?’

‘Felt like it was never going to end’ he sighs, his head laying on the back of the couch as he swigs his drink down his throat.

He puts his glass on the table, his elbows on his knees as his hands hide his tired eyes. I crawl behind him, my legs hanging on each side of him.                    I take off his jacket, his shoulders cracking under my touch. I place my hands on his shoulders, rubbing them through the fabric of his white shirt.

I feel him relax under my touch, he sighs heavily.                                                My hands move from his shoulders to his head, his soft hair coming in contact with my fingers.                                                                                                    He leans closer to my chest, his back pressing itself to it.

He sucks a breath, breathing it out with a groan as he keeps leaning into me, slowly but surely, until his body weight is on me. His eyes closed , is breath slow, he’s like an angel.

His eyes open, the blue piercing through my being. He lifts himself up, only to face me. He caresses my cheeks, my eyes fluttering under his touch until he kisses me softly. He sits on the couch as I straddle him, his lips finding mine once again, his tongue searching for mine.

I feel him bring up my dress, I put my hands on his as I slowly leave his lips:

‘Let me take care of you, Tom’ 

Whenever it came to sex, Tommy always wants to be in control but tonight, that’s going to change:

‘I know you want to show me how strong you are, but let me take care of you love, please’ I whisper, grazing his ear with my teeth as he sucks in a breath, his hands on my waist:

‘Alright, love’  he whispers as he looks at me with a smirk, his hands going up and down my arms.

I slowly unbutton his shirt, the fabric slipping though my fingers as my hands graze his toned chest.                                                                                              I lean down and kiss his tattoo, his chest heaving under my lips. I go up, my lips leaving a trail from his chest to his neck as I softly bite him, his hands gripping on me tighter.

I stand up and lift the bottom of my dress, only to sit on him once more as we embrace once again, his hands on my waist as they move to my back, only to unbutton the top of my dress as I feel the fabric fall off my chest.

He pulls the sleeves, it slips from my shoulders and my arms as my hand moves from his chest to his strained trousers. One touch and I feel his hands dig deeper in my back:

‘My poor baby is so tired’ I say in a childish voice, unbuttoning his trousers as I look at him through my lashes.

He licks his lips and bites the bottom one, his breath getting faster by the minute as my hand approaches his penis. It springs out of the fabric, a small sigh of relief coming out of him, making me wet by the minute. I slide my fingers on his dick, groans coming out of him as I look at him, his eyes closed and his breath uneven.

I graze his tip with my thumb, his eyes shutting once more. I start rubbing him, he jerks his hips up at my moves.                                                                            I smile shyly, continuing my actions:

‘Keep going, baby’  he sighs as I go faster everytime he says that

‘Fuck, I’m-’ but stops when I stop.

‘Why’d you stop ?’ he asks

I slide towards him, holding him and bringing him to my folds:

‘Because I want you to cum inside of me’ I whisper as I slowly let him enter me.

He groans, I moan as he fills me up , my nails digging into his shoulders.

I wait to ajust to his lenght, he fills me up entirely, grazing that sweet spot. I start going up and down, his penis rubbing my walls. I go faster, his size taking my breath away:

‘Oh god, Tommy’ I moan as his hands slide to my waist.

I push them away, putting my hands on his abs:

‘I’m doing all the work, baby, you just relax’ I whisper in his ear as he growls in mine, making me wet by the minute. I go faster, my eyes closing shut as I moan, my hips rolling on his.

He groans, grunts and moans, encouraging me to go faster. My mouvements become more frequent as his hands go up to my breasts, his thumbs grazing my nipples, my breath hitching under his touch. My eyes flutter, seeing through my lashes his baby blue eyes filled with lust and adoration. I bite my lip, my hips rolling sensually.

His hands grab my ass, bringing me closer to him, his heaving and sweaty chest pressing up against mine as my hands slide to the back of his neck to get a better grip of his flesh. His hips move under mine, the mouvements  bringing me to ecstasy:

‘Tommy, I’m-I’m-...’ but my sentence finishes with a loud moan, my guts untightening and my veins filling with relief as he and I finally cum. I heave, my breaths unstable as his are the same.

I pull him out of me, his penis dripping with his sperm and my cum.I bite my lip at the view, this man is all mine, this beautiful, breathtaking person is mine.

‘That was amazing’ he heaves , his fingers caressing my back.

I hum under his touch, his chin on my head, his lips leaving trails of kisses . I leave his chest, mine covered in our sweat:

‘I think we should have a nice calming bath before going to bed’  

‘I like that idea’ he answers, kissing my neck as I stand up and walk away naked. I put my hand on the frame and turn around only to see him bite his lip, his eyes looking at me up and down. I wink and run upstairs, hearing his footsteps follow me to the bathroom...

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[justimagineitblog]

KEEPER OF MY HEART - THOMAS SHELBY

KEEPER OF MY HEART - CHAPTER 2

Well… I survived.

Actually, more than that. I feel at home already. 

I glance over at the clock as the last of the men stumble their way out of the pub. I smile to myself as I hear them singing and laughing with each other, all the way down the street. Happy customers. 

I poured the beer. I made sure there were no fights. Nothing was damaged or broken. I made chatted with the men and women, making them laugh as I tried to make sure I left my best impression on them. Incase the Shelby’s wanted to ask around about what people thought of me. 

I felt like I had found my feet after only one night, but the relief doesn’t last long.

I know I haven’t gotten the job yet. In fact, the Shelby’s could walk in here right now and thank me for my time before sending me on my way. I try to push the thought of homelessness or having to clean peoples houses for a living out of my mind as I count up the last of the till. This is all I know. This is what I’m good at. I need this job.

I sweep and mop the floors, and wipe down all the surfaces, making sure everything is neat and tidy. 

A peace of my heart has fallen in love with the Garrison already. 

Earlier in the night, John Shelby and some of the younger Shelby boys and their friends had stopped in for drinks. It was Saturday night after all. The boys were hitting the town. They had their own private room, and I made sure they were tended to like kings. I was fast and discreet, remembering their orders and topping them up with fresh glasses any time they ran out before they even had to ask. 

My only reassurance, is when John pulled me aside just before 11pm.

“Zoe, right?” He had asked me, as he joined me behind the bar and started helping me pour beers during a busy rush. 

“You’re good at this, you know, like really good” He had smiled at me “Tommy told me to stop by-“

“To make sure I hadn’t burned the place down yet?” I joke, earning a laugh. 

“I’m putting in a good word for you, I just want you to know that” he touches my shoulder reassuringly “Maybe it’s that I’m younger, more with the times than the others, but I think you would be good for the place. Bring some life back in here”

I smile at him warmly, turning my attention away from the beers I was pouring to make sure I have him my full presence. Him doing me this favour means more to me than he could imagine. Everything is riding on this. Ever since I gave up my fathers pub, I’ve felt so lost. Just one night at the Garrison and I feel like I’m back in my element. More than needing money, I think I need this job for my sanity. 

“So you’re the softie of the Shelby’s huh?” I grin, handing him a beer “That means a lot to me John. Thank you” I add sincerely. 

“See you tomorrow then hey” he smiles back, heading back to the others. 

I knew from that moment that John and I would be friends. Similar in age. And he had looked out for me when the rest were ready to dismiss me at first glance. He even reminded me of my own brother. 

Smiling to myself at the thought of the exchange with John, I head over to the front doors to lock them and close up for the night. 

Right as I reach up to close the latch at the top of the door, it suddenly swings open. 

And there he is. Thomas Shelby. 

I take a few steps backwards, moving out of his way. 

Like earlier in the day, he looks me up and down before giving me a firm nod. I guess that was his way of greeting me. So much for “hello”. 

He brushes past me, and begins to make a lap around the empty Pub. It takes me a few seconds to realise he’s examining the place. Checking that nothing is out of order. I clasp my hands behind my back, wringing them tightly. I don’t want him to see my nerves. 

“The till is balanced, place is clean, everyone is gone and safe and everything is prepped for tomorrow” I inform him, but he barely even notices. Despite my reassurance, he makes his way behind the bar to check that the money is all in order. 

“I didn’t steal anything, before you ask” I say, slightly offended that he won’t take my word that I can manage the pub. 

He counts the money in silence, and takes one last look around the Pub before finally turning to me. 

When his eyes meet mine, they’re just as piercing as they were 12 hours ago when we first met. Something about them makes you stand still, frozen. They are crystal clear blue, but it is still impossible to read him. To know what is about to come out of his mouth. 

“Good. You didn’t burn the place down”

Seriously.

Any nerves I had fall away, as I am overcome with frustration. That is all he has to say to me? Is he embarrassed that I proved him wrong?

“Thank you is generally the word that people go with” I retort.

“Thank you” he replies condescendingly, almost mocking me. 

I sigh. I expected a lot of things. But I didn’t expect him to literally send me on my way without even giving me a fair chance. 

“What’s it going to take?” I ask, exasperated. I’m tired. I’ve just worked all night. I’m beyond entertaining this man any longer “Just tell me what I have to do?”

But he doesn’t speak. Of course he doesn’t. He just studies me. It’s like I can see his brain ticking. 

Until I get an idea.

“You know what. Sit down. I’m making you a drink” 

“No,” he interrupts her immediately “I have to go and-“

“Come on,” I cut him off, with nothing left to lose “Appease me” 

He takes a deep breathing, looking up to the ceiling as if he’s trying to gather patience “Fine. One drink” 

I burst into a wide grin, feeling like I have a chance again. With a spring in my step, I make my way around the bar, concocting the same drink I used to make for my father. 

When I place it down in front of him, he examines it, a disapproving look on his face. 

“Oh come on I didn’t poison it”

“Not funny” he shakes his head, before bringing it to his lips hesitantly. 

He takes a sip. And another. And another. 

I got him.

He finishes the drink, and I smirk, waiting for him to admit that it was good. 

“Okay so you can make a drink” I dismisses me, unimpressed. 

This man is something else. I can’t pick him. 

“Alright” I shake my head, giving up “Just tell me what you’re thinking”

He pauses “I don’t know if I trust you”

“I’m not asking to run your business” I reassure him “I’m asking to pour beer so I can afford somewhere to live”

“Well I don’t know anything about you” he retorts “I need to know who I’m letting into this family”

“You haven’t asked me anything” 

He opens his mouth to reply, but closes it again. He knows I’m right. 

“You’ve only jumped to conclusions about me. So go on, what do you want to know? I’m an open book” 

He shakes his head, taking less time in between replying now. Like I’ve gotten him fired up and his normally carefully crafted responses are getting hastier. 

“I don’t want to know your favourite colour, I want to know that you don’t have ulterior motives” He reveals. 

“I do” I reply shortly “Who doesn’t?”

He glares at me.

“I want to live in the country. I want to save my money and buy a place. I want to live comfortably. I want to work and be treated like an equal. This may come as a shock to you, but I have no idea who you are and who your family is. I moved here one week ago. The only jobs going are for nanny’s and maids. I saw the ad. I put my name down because I’m good at this. And I don’t want to clean someone’s house for a living. So there…” I pause, letting my words sink “Not everyone has sinister motives you know”

And for the first time, he’s looking at me like he’s actually listening. Like he doesn’t have anything else to say. I search his face, trying to find some kind of indication. Did I go too far? Did I cross a line? 

“And it’s purple” I add, trying to lighten the mood “My favourite colour is purple”

And all of a sudden, he laughs. Okay, maybe it was more of a scoff. But it is the most emotion I’ve seen on his face all day. 

He shakes is head at me, like he’s astonished that I won’t give up. 

“Lot’s of business goes down here. You do not utter a word of it to anyone” He says seriously, his face turning grave and serious. 

“I get paid to listen, not to talk” I nod.

He nods back, and then, he holds a hand out. 

Oh my god. He’s offering me the job.

I quickly take his hand, shaking it firmly to try and show confidence. 

With that, he heads back towards the doors that he came in.

“See you tomorrow, Boss” I call out to him, unable to contain my excitement.

He looks back at me, shaking his head, but I swear I could see the faintest smile on his hollow cheeks. 

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KEEPER OF MY HEART - THOMAS SHELBY

CHAPTER 3

Here’s what I’ve learned in the 3 weeks that I’ve been working for the Shelby Family.

John is my closest friend in Small Heath. He warmed up to me the fastest, and I swear sometimes I have to remind myself that he’s not my actual brother. He laughs with me and tries his best to not make me feel like a complete outsider in Shelby Limited.

Arthur is a massive softie. He is by far the roughest looking of the Shelby boys, but he has the softest heart. He drinks a lot, sometimes too much, and I always know to look for the signs that its time to start watering down his Vodka’s with water. He’s usually too drunk to notice. Sometimes he stays so late that I walk him most of the way home just to be sure he doesn’t get himself into any trouble. 

Polly, the most fierce and strong woman I have ever met, took a little longer to warm up to me. But one day when she caught me making sure Arthur got home safely, and invited me in fora cup of tea. Since then, she has been insisting that I start joining them occasionally for dinner. I’ve been declining because of one person.

That is Thomas Shelby.

Where do I start. If Thomas Shelby wants something, everyone around him will jump to make it happen. He instills fear wherever he goes. I’ve never known him to smile or laugh like the others do. He drinks a lot, I’m always bringing him a fresh glass to their private room in the Garrison, but he doesn’t lose his head like Arthur does. Tommy has a tight grip on everyone and everything, including himself. 

On my rounds, making sure that everyone has been taken care of during their family meetings, he refuses to join in on any jokes and playful moments that I have with the others. In fact, when he sees me getting closer with the Shelby’s, his face grows even more sour. If that’s even possible. 

And those eyes. He stares. A lot. Not longingly. Not anything. Just a thousand mile stare, straight through to my core. As much as I try to ignore that he’s there, I can always feel his eyes on me. Like I’m being watched. My every move being picked apart and analysed in his mind. 

Today was different. Initially it was the same old. Bring them drinks, laugh with the boys, try to help them pick which horses are going to win in their races. And pretend that Tommy doesn’t despise every second of it. 

After rushing around for an hour tending to the lunch time rush, I realise their drinks must be getting low. 

“Alright boys, this rounds on the house” I joke as I walk into their private room. For the Shelby’s everything is on the house. Suits. Guns. Drugs. Drinks. Women. 

“These drinks will be on you if I lose this bet Z” John teases back, listening to the radio intently to find out whether the Horse I told him to bet on has one its races. 

“And I’ve never lost one yet have I!” I retort, topping up his Whisky and setting down a plate of bread and butter for them to snack on. Something to soak up all the alcohol. 

I dare to glance over at Tommy, who unsurprisingly is already watching me with an extra disapproving look. 

“Can I get you another drink Tommy?” I ask, pretending to not notice the daggers he’s shooting my way.

He nods in response, and I pour him a whiskey “I could make you that drink from a few weeks back…” I offer, trying my luck. Maybe today he will entertain me. 

“Can I see you outside?” He snaps suddenly, and I swallow hard.

Fuck. 

The last few weeks have felt like I was walking on a fine line with Tommy. I have proved myself time and time again. But he still despises the air that I breathe. Maybe I was getting too comfortable with the boys. Maybe he thinks I’m trying to manipulate and trick them all. God knows what he thinks I’m doing. Whatever it is, he doesn’t like it. 

I follow him out of the room and into a quiet area of the Pub. 

Without any warning, or lead up, he turns to me and looks me dead in the eye. “I know the boys like you. Trust you even. But I do not” 

The words hit me like a freight train. 

I knew he seemed different today. Like he was extra disgusted with everyone and everything. These words, he had been sitting on for a while. Keeping them inside as he watched me and scrutinised my every move for weeks. I could tell by the venom that he said them with. 

I want to fight back.

I want to remind him of everything I’ve been doing for this place. The business I’ve been bringing in. The countless times I’ve looked out for Arthur and his alcoholic tendencies. Making sure he got home safe. And that no one took advantage of a drunken Shelby brother. The business I’ve heard them discussing that I’ve turned a blind eye to. That I’ve never uttered a word of to anyone. The things I’ve heard and seen, that have slowly been revealed to me about Shelby Limited that I’ve never questioned. 

But instead I draw in a deep breath.

“Okay Tommy” I sigh. My brain goes back and forth frantically as I decide to let go of what I’ve been holding onto for weeks. “I don’t know how long it’s going to take. Or what I have to do. And to be honest I don’t care anymore. If you never trust me, then so be it. But you don’t have to be so cruel. I’m just here to pour the beer, remember?”

“Then how about you just stick to doing that, hey?” He spits back.

“I feel for you Tommy” I narrow my eyes, staring him down the same way he has been doing to me for weeks. 

“You don’t know me” 

“I’ve tried. But you won’t let me. And I’m starting to think I don’t want to anymore” I shake my head “But I see you. I’ve been watching you too, Tommy. You want to know what I see? I see a man who has everything, and a man who has nothing. You have everything and nothing”

He freezes. And there it is. The first time I’ve seen something in his eyes besides hatred. It’s still shrouded. Still unclear. But it’s something. Like he’s been exposed. Cut open. Like someone just dared to say the first real thing he has heard in a very long time. Someone made him feel. 

“But hey, I’ll get back to pouring the beer, shall I?” I finish, brushing past him to continue serving customers. 

I start taking orders and pouring drinks with a racing heart and trembling hands. I couldn’t believe what had just come out of my mouth. I don’t know everything about the Shelby’s, but I’ve seen and heard enough to know that people who speak to them like that do not last very long in Small Heath. 

I dare to take a quick glance at him, to find him still frozen in place. Staring at the spot I had just been standing. As if he’s still reliving the moment. Reliving what I had said. 

Fuck. 

I expect him to turn around and fire me on the spot. Maybe even part of me hoped he would, so I wouldn’t have to face the wrath that I know is coming after I dared to peak back to Thomas Shelby. If I thought he hated me already, I could only imagine the hell he would rain down on me after that. I was prepared for him to make my life a living hell. 

But instead, he adjusts the hat on his head, straightens his shoulders, and leaves the Garrison. 

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IMAGINES ARE STILL OPEN!!!!

I know I have not really been posting on here a lot........but I'm back on form now :D

If you have not already request an imagine here I shall be getting around to posting the ones people requested a little while ago too!!! Any questions or queries feel free to PM Me

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Hi, love your writing

Can you please do a Tommy x reader. Tommy is in the pub and hears that his girlfriends father is planning on selling her riding school without telling her. So Tommy buys it to save it from going to people who will just ruin it.

Xx

Sure 😊😏

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[tommyshelbysgirl]

Tommy Shelby x reader. Tommy buy his wife/girlfriend a puppy as an anniversary present. As she’s always wanted one growing up (You can pick which breed would suit them best) as much as it would be the readers dog, it would as so be his too

Of course 🐶

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Asking for your fathers permission- TommyxReader

You are all sat around the dinner table, yourself & Tommy had been invited to a family dinner which happened often.

You & Tommy were dating but you had moved in together near enough as soon as you started dating, you were unsure why maybe it was the fact he made you feel safe.

You ate dinner with a few drinks & you both chatted with your Family, you always enjoyed their company & they loved Tommy also he was a badass gangster.

"May I talk to you privately Y/N Dad?" you all looked at Tommy in shock.

You stood up as they both did "Y/N you must stay here I have something to discuss with your father"

"Tommy what have I told you about discussing business with my father, it can be done with us here"

He straightens himself up & your father sits back down & Tommy nods.

"Mr. Y/N I would like to ask your permission"

You looked at Tommy confused even your family looked confused too.

Tommy cleared his throat

"I would like your permission to marry Y/N"

You choke on your drink & everyone looks at you, you compose yourself & look at your father.

"Well don't keep poor Tommy waiting," your mum says to your dad shoving him.

"Of course you get my permission, Mr. Shelby"

You start to tear up as your soon-to-be husband approaches you & gets onto one knee & takes out this small ring box.

"Y/N Now will you give me the honor of becoming my wife"

You stood up & jumped at him

"OF COURSE I SAY YES!!" he places the ring onto your finger & you kiss him passionately.

"I love you so much Y/N"

Your dad comes over & pats Tommy on the back then gives you a hug.

Your mum kisses Tommy on the cheek & hugs you also.

"Now we must start wedding dress shopping tomorrow!"

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Update !!!

Hi all I know a lot of you are waiting for imagines to go up but please be patient with me. i'm really suffering at the moment with my mental health & this is resulting in me not wanting to write.

When I feel 100% again Imagines shall be posted

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[tommyshelbysgirl]

STOP BEING IN MY DREAMS!!!!!

So today I took the time away from writing the imagines you have all requested because since doing them TOMMY has been in my dreams so that means 5 WHOLE NIGHTS!!!!

Writing shall resume tomorrow ❤️💕❤️

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