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padfootdaredmetoo · 8 months

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Romance, fluff, hurt/comfort, and the occasional heartbreak.

Peaky Blinders, Sherlock, Tangerine, Wade Wilson, Peter Parker, Marauders

Peaky Blinders

Kidnapped - Tommy Shelby X Reader - Pt. 2

Reader gets taken and Tommy does everything he can to get her back - kidnapping, torture / hurt /comfort confession of feelings

Arthur Shelby X OC Joey Request - Catching feelings / hurt / comfort

Falling Hard - Tommy Shelby X Pregnant Reader

She falls off the horse - Rated G, Cute fluffiness, Worried Tommy

Meet Cute - Tommy Shelby X Reader

Proper courting, Rated G, Tommy falls for reader at a party

Domestic - Tommy Shelby X Wife Reader

Cooking, Baking, Slight hurt comfort, Tommy being a good dad, kids being little, just lots of fluffy goodness

Self-Defense - Tommy Shelby X Reader

He defends her but she can defend herself - Teen for violence Hurt / Comfort

Girls Outing - Tommy X Wife Reader

Attempted Murder, mild description of attempted sexual assault, Murder, Tommy Comforts reader, Hurt / Comfort

Time Travel - Tommy Shelby x X-Men Reader

Rated Teen for extreme heart break, time travel, romance, X-Men themes

The One That Got Away - Tommy Shelby X Reader

Hurt and pain. Charlie gets kidnapped and Reader has to make a difficult choice

Campbell - Tommy X Reader Wife - Pt 2.

She’s beaten by Campbell and eventually talks - Mature content - Reader is beaten badly and miscarries. Tommy comforts her.

Stay Home - Tommy X Wife Reader

He doesn’t want her to work while pregnant.

Heart Broken - Tommy Shelby X Reader

You just got broken up with - Fluff, Comfort Tommy

First Wizarding War - Tommy Shelby X Reader (HP crossover)

Reader gets attacked, falling in love, pre war, then post war follow up

Protecting What's His - Tommy Shelby X Pregnant Wife Reader

When someone breaks into the house Tommy has to protect what’s his - violence, shock / panic is described. Fluff at the end & kissing

Scarlet Witch - Tommy X Magic Reader

She has kept her powers hidden but Tommy and the family find out! Reader saves the day with her magical abilities.

Sold Down the River - Tommy Shelby X Reader

Reader gets sold to Tommy Shelby by her fiancé. Her and her baby have to adjust to arrow house

Animal Shelter - Tommy Shelby X Reader -- Pt.2

When Tommy gets Charlie a dog from the pound he doesn’t expect to take the bubbly worker home as well.

The One That Almost Got Away - Tommy Shelby X Reader

Tommy and the reader play hard to get until Polly puts and end to things. Drama, trust issues, happy ending, Polly to the rescue.

The Doctor - Shelby Sister X Alfie Solomons

he reader is underappreciated so she leaves and begins her own life. After becoming a doctor she falls back to her family and finds out that not all things are lost. Mending her heart she also finds her way back to a long lost love…..

Kisses - Finn Shelby X Reader

The one where the reader ends up with a marked up neck, the family is determined to find the culprit only to find out it was one of their own.

The Witch - Tommy Shelby X Reader

The reader is a witch who can tell the future but she definitely did not see him coming.

Childhood Bestie - Tommy Shelby X Reader

Even though he married Grace true love never dies - even when you almost do

Mean Boyfriend - Finn Shelby X Orphaned Reader

The Reader happens to have a mean boyfriend. Good thing the Shelby’s have a strict *no mean boyfriends allowed* rule at the garrison.

The Smallest Blinder - Tommy Shelby X Reader

The boys hate having to watch over her, but more often than not she’s the one that saves the day

Quiet Working Girl - Tommy Shelby X Reader

Reader is hired on to work at the Garrison, and Tommy takes an interest in her. When things start to fall apart, she’s the first person he suspects. He makes a right mess of things again, but this time he’s not so sure if he can fix it.

Cold - Tommy Shelby x Reader

Head cannons about a woman who never smiles and how the Shelby family would interact with her.

Ambition - Tommy Shelby X Reader

The reader always wanted a big life and so did Tommy. Promises were made and the reader comes to cash in

Sickness - Tommy Shelby X Lizzie Shelby

Lizzie makes a difficult decision to hide her diagnosis from Tommy. She goes off on her own much like he does, when word reaches him of Lizzie’s illness he has to find a way to make peace with her before it’s too late.

Spellbound - Marauders Reader X Tommy Shelby - Series

The reader leaves the magical world - not knowing what else to do she sees an advert for a bartender. Having worked at Three Broom Sticks she figured it couldn’t be that different. Falling for her boss and getting sucked into the complicated crime underworld of Birmingham was not a part of her plan

I Can Fight - John Shelby X Reader

Having been in a toxic relationship she learns what it means to be with John Shelby.

Languages Expert - Tommy Shelby X Reader

The boys assume Tommy only keeps the reader around because she’s pretty to look at. when a deal starts to go sideways they quickly learn the importance of having a language expert

Lunch Dates - Tommy Shelby X Reader

with limited time and lots of stress you decide to take a breath and get some lunch with your husband.

Rejected - Tommy Shelby X Reader

The reader isn’t interested in what Tommy has going on

The Kindest Blinder - Tommy Shelby X Reader Wife

Tommy’s wife isn’t what people expect. Her soft kindness is visible to anyone that see’s her. She’d do anything for her family, but when she’s pushed to the limit a different side of her shows.

Grace - Tommy Shelby x Reader

When she showed up to reclaim the love of her life, she wasn’t expecting you to be there.

Pregnant? - Tommy X Reader

The reader doesn’t realize she’s pregnant and a big surprise awaits the family

Mr. Brightside - Tommy X Reader

Tommy realizes his feelings for you, too bad he’s too late and you’ve already found a guy.

Bad Habits - Tommy Shelby X Lizzie Shelby

Tommy struggles with his drinking thankfully Lizzie is always around to help.

The Mark of a Kiss - Sherlock's Sister X Tommy Shelby

Sherlock's other sister solves a mystery involving the notorious Tommy Shelby

Come on Barbie - Tommy Shelby x Reader

Thomas sits back and wonders how his girl manages her crazy lifestyle.

I've Got My Eye on You - Tommy Shelby X Reader

A traumatic event has left the reader with one eye and an emotionless appearance. Captivated by her beauty and voice Tommy tries to get to know her better

Sherlock - Enola Holmes

The Mystery of the Shelby Sister - Sherlock X Peaky Sister Reader

Sherlock tries his best to ignore his neighbor but when Enola gets attached it becomes increasingly difficult. Extras - Big Kiss

Tangerine - Bullet Train

Angst - Tan X Reader

Things go from bad to worse leaving you two very far apart…

Geralt of Rivia

Surprises - Geralt X Reader

Geralt of Riva finds out you are pregnant with his baby

Wade Wilson & Peter Parker

Tired - Hurt & Comfort

Trusted - Hurt & Comfort / Seeing his face for the first time

No Powers - SpideyPool

The Amazing Panic Attack - SpideyPool

Peter has a panic attack after saving someone that looks like Gwen. After being MIA Wade comes to find him, and after a whole lot of comfort, their relationship takes a new direction.

Marauders

Head Cannons

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ikinremu · 9 months

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Your smut and Head Cannons are chef’s kiss! Great work!

How about Tommy Shelby where reader is jealous but he’s reassuring her that he’s all hers while he’s making love to her? Encouraging her with lustful words like telling her “that’s your dick”.

Hey anonymous! First of all, thank you so much for reading and the support - so so appreciated. I’m so grateful for you being my first request (and sorry for the delay on a response!!) I really love this idea and I hope you love what I’ve done with it.. enjoy! <3

|| Nsfw || All Yours - Tommy Shelby ||

Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader

Jealousy based smut oneshot!

! Smut Warning !

You were anything but oblivious to the phrase of jealousy being considered an ugly emotion - however, you also knew that you were only human.. and people were bound to gravitate towards Tommy with the position he kept.

Growing increasingly irritable, you watched on - an unfamiliar woman shifting her touch upon Tommy's shoulder, simultaneously making an effort to accentuate her faux amusement.

Well, that's how your brain computed it anyway.

It truly was moments like these that drove you to wish that the entire world knew the situation you shared with Thomas Shelby - even though you hadn't properly deciphered it yourself.

The flirtatious manor was a regular occurrence when it came to the likes of parties, however you hadn't expected to witness it on such a standard afternoon at the Garrison. You took a brisk swig of the whiskey your focus had been so shamefully drawn from, the rich substance sliding down your gullet as you fidgeted upon the booth you were keeping solitary.

Finally, your glare was graced with a response. Tommy's features may've been unmoving, though that didn't stop you from reading his thoughts like a book. He knew you far better than you liked to admit, there was simply zero doubt that he'd picked up on your tetchiness, regardless of however well you masked it.

Brow furrowed, you begrudgingly absorbed the sight of the - assumed - brash woman leaning toward the direction you felt especially strongly about. The mere millisecond her lips planted a peck against Tommy's cheek, your entire concept of remaining eloquent was tossed aside, shooting a sudden, upward stance from your seat. At that, Tommy adopted the approaching role, swiftly making his way over to you as he tossed back a neutral farewell - seemingly leaving the woman crestfallen.

He swept past the mass of scattered regulars, and soon yourself - hinting that you were to follow his path. Sauntering round the bend of one of the many corners, he effortlessly swung the double doors from their framing, a little black paintwork chipping in the process. You knew where he was headed, the Shelby brothers essentially had the room under possession, spending a more than substantial amount of time there - John and Arthur especially. With an ambiguous way about his person, Tommy strode inside the previously vacant space, awaiting the familiar click to indicate privacy.

Once the noise rung true, he pivoted on his foot, swivelling to face you with that terribly infuriating smirk staining his face - subtle, though visible enough to encourage your urge to slap it clean off.

"Please wipe that look off your face." You sighed at his audaciousness, arms assuming a loose fold over your chest.

"You know I don't want anyone else, right?" Were the first words to roll off Tommy's tongue, his grave voice firing a stinging excitement through your body.

"What?"

He'd never directed such words to you, practically handing you this vexingly clean slate.

"You've no reason to be jealous." The man resumed, clearly without the intention of postponing this monologue to allow interjection - which would've consisted of you denying jealousy. "I'm all yours." He finished.

"All mine?" You echoed, any previous tension fizzling into a burning desire.

"Mm." He confirmed, treading closer - hand reaching for the border between your hips and waist. Your arms flopped by your sides, soon finding their way up Tommy's clothed back. His supple lips crashed against your neck, sucking and nibbling at the skin.

You cracked a gentle smile, head angling back a little as he suckled at your bare neck. He snaked a lonesome hand beneath your hair, callous thumb running tender strokes over your jaw. Your fingers eagerly freed the dark waistcoat from his torso - sturdy material completely discarded as it crumpled against the flooring.

In unison, the pair of you stumbled to fall against the stretch of booth seating around the circular table, wood rattling as Tommy found himself seated. You climbed atop his lap, one folded leg landing either side. Adjusting your comfortability, your back took a slight nick from the empty table - though soon fading as the pleasing feeling of damp lips came in contact with your clavicle once more.

Your fingers made light work of popping the buttons from Tommy's fresh, white shirt - leaving its purpose far less formal. Soon you shed your own blouse, crisp air hitting your chest without an ounce of hesitation. Your fingers, however, were not the ones to unclasp your bra; the very same ones groping your naked breasts as the temperature began hardening your nipples. With a hungry connection of eye-lines, both of you rid all garments from below the waist - disposing of them as you had the rest.

Tommy's touch glided from your breasts to your hips, savouring every caressing motion he planted. He raised you slightly upwards, nude body sliding against the leather seating as he positioned himself beneath the intensity of your heat.

"Look at me, eh?" He instructed, authority weaving through - despite the mere hum that he spoke in. You could do nothing but that; the pair of you maintaining such naturally ravenous eye contact, no doubt to the deepest level as he lowered you onto his hard cock.

As he slid inside your soaked arousal, a sharp gasp spiked the air, a low grown accompanying from a different mouth. Tommy buried his face in the soft valley of your cleavage, tongue licking sloppy stripes across the delicate surface of your polished skin. Your arm took to the secure position of a sudden wrap around his neck, one hand clutching rather desperately at the back of his head - dark strands trapped between your agile fingers. Tommy's skilful hips began bucking, raw erection teasing your hole with his harsh thrusts.

"Fuck, you feel good.." A gruff grunt extracted from his mouth, humidity spreading between your breasts. "And you thought I'd want anyone else, hm? I wouldn't miss out on you squeezing my fuckin' cock like this.."

His breathy pants incorporated with the trails of lustful words only assisted your provoking, arousal pooling even further around Tommy's length.

"Shit.." You whimpered just beneath his left ear, beginning to grind your body in rhythm with his pleasingly deep thrusts. With a growing need to feel him throughout your entirety, you leant forward with the overpowering yearning of smashing your lips together. Tommy retracted from the warm - now dampened - crevice of your chest, pushing his senses your way as your lips met.

His cock slapped against your sweet spots, tip throbbing within your seeping cunt as you let a contained moan slip from the heat of your mouth to his. Your tongues intertwined, greedily twisting and sliding against one and other with an exceptional ease. Needily bouncing on Tommy's erection, you felt the helplessly taunting feeling of him pulsing inside your dripping hole - his thrusts growing rougher.

"This fuckin cock is all yours. No one else's, you got that?" He groaned, parting the mess of a kiss. His further reddened lips contorted into a responsive smirk, observing the effect his words alone had inflicted on you - despite being unable to see the more intense, internal side.

"Mhm." You uttered, "All mine." You upped the intensity of your bouncing - the craving for a release sparking to a new, relentless extent. Tommy's hand ventured from its previous resting, arching the small of your back, your chest pushed right against his. His other hand took a highly different path, taking an unexpected grasp of your swinging hair, tugging it just a single time as your head draped backwards, neck snatching the prominency.

Tommy returned to his earlier action of sucking at your exposed neck, not leaving a single spot untouched by his mouth. The sensations practically submerged your whole body, all blending into a single, tightly wound coil.

“Shit, Tommy, I’m getting close..” Your breath hitched, spluttering the words rather mindlessly.

“You gonna cum on my cock, hm?” He gave a low taunt, hot breath brushing your skin in the utmost teasing way. The fierce focus of his tongue developed a sudden fixation upon your pebbled nipples, flicking at one as his lips surrounded your areola.

The tight-knit coil in your stomach reached its greatest bind, moments away from unwinding. As Tommy marked his final thrust, your sopping hole began convulsing around his throbbing erection - his eyes screwing shut. The purest euphoria washed over you like a tidal wave, coil snapping as your craved release finally hit. You felt a large burst of warmth within your pulsing cunt, eyes meeting Tommy’s as he finished.

Much like before, the pair of you found a rhythm - though this time of some notably heavy breathing.

“Fuck..” You exhaled, smile creeping through your exclamation almost immediately.

The large, callous surface of Tommy’s hands trailed to your back, dragging you in once more. He placed a tender kiss to your lips before shortly opening his to speak.

“All yours.”

Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to use the asks feature on my page for requests of oneshots/drabbles/blurbs etc.. would be greatly appreciated! <3

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nqzzxxiren · 11 months

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Request box

By Nqzzxxiren

Hello my name is Lillian but you all can call me lilly, lil, or Ian I don't mind at all really you can give me a personal nickname that you made up for me.

I'm here to talk about the fandoms and other things that I could make for you guys (and I mean anything😉😉) so here's the list of fandoms I would make fanfictions or head cannons or scenarios anything you guys want!

Avatar

Jake

Neytiri

Tonowari

Ronal

Aonung

Tsireya

Lo'ak

Neteyam

Kiri

Spider

Quaritch

Roxto

Norm

Lyle

Tsu'tey

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

Michael

Lucifer

Gabriel

Charlie Bradbury

Jo Harvelle

Jack Kline

Rowena MacLeod

Meg Masters

Benny Lafitte

Bela Talbot

The walking dead

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Carl Grimes

Michonne

Negan

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Greene

Gabriel

Ezekiel

Rosita Espinosa

Abraham Ford

Jesus

Aaron

Carol Peletier

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

James Potter

Luna Lovegood

Ron Weasley

Sirius Black

Neville Longbottom

Remus Lupin

Ginny Weasley

Lily Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Tokio hotel

Bill Kaulitz

Tom Kaulitz

Georg Listing

Gustav Schäfer

Spider multiverse

Pavitr Prabhakar

Peter Parker

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacy

Miguel O'Hara

Hobie

Miles G. Morales/ Prowler

Jefferson Morales

Rio Morales

Teen wolf

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Derek Hale

Allison Argent

Lydia Martin

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Peter Hale

Malia Tate

Theo Raeken

Kira Yukimura

Peaky blinders

Tommy Shelby

Arthur Shelby

Grace Burgess

John Shelby

Alfie Solomons

Michael Gray

Finn Shelby

Ada Shelby

Gina Gray

Freddie Thorne

The lost boy

Michael Emerson

Marko

Edgar Frog

Alan Frog

Paul

Star

David

Sam Emerson

Dwayne

Hi nice to see ya👋🏾 if you don't see any of your favorite fandoms or characters please tell me so I can put them up but yea this is all and you can pick any character you want and whatever genre you want it to be, like fluff, smut, angst and any other

(also I'm not used to smut so if you request it then please be patient I will be trying I promise)

#reqs open #nqzzxxiren #avatar #supernatural #the walking dead #Harry Potter #spider multiverse #teen wolf #request box is open

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shelbybroslimited · 6 years

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Hey, but what about the girls in the bed? Lizzie, Grace, Polly, Ada… No one seems to write about them, could you? I hope this ask doesn't sound rude, I just thought you could be the one to write about it, but it's totally okay if you don't think you can.

My love you are far from rude!!! I am flattered that you are entrusting me with this great request :) I will do my absolute BEST to do these ladies justice!!

Polly

Absolutely knows what she’s doing. This isn’t her first rodeo and knows all the tricks and what works for her and what doesn’t. Polly gives zero fucks about almost everything, including who’s home when the two of you go to bed. After all, “it’s my fucking house and I’ll do as I fucking please.” She is very experienced and knows how to make you feel good and how to make everything loving, magical, and just… perfect. She’s not the ‘quickie’ type and will absolutely be smoking a cigarette after you two go a round (or two).

Ada

Ada is very much like her aunt, she knows what she’s doing and doesn’t give a fuck. She isn’t a big fan of quickies but will also be so down if she’s feeling needy enough or if she wants to make you squirm. Ada is very prim and proper on the outside but will be an absolute mess when you two go to the bedroom. Everything is sweaty. The air is thick and smells kinda gross, but also has a hint of her perfume. But Ada will definitely show you how much she absolutely loves you at any given point in time for any reason that she could ever think of.

Lizzie

Lizzie knows her way around, but she’s not cocky about it. She’s a good mixture of Grace, Linda, and Esme- can be just about anything you want whenever you want it. She loves a good smoke before and after and doesn’t take anything too seriously. Lizzie is very handsy- whether it’s grabbing at our arms, your hair, the sheets, anything. She also LOVES going down and riding you hard. She’s way too good at it and she definitely knows it, playing you like a fiddle each and every time.

Grace

Grace is so vanilla. Like, she’ll experiment with things but only because you asked her to. She is 100% a pillow princess but she’s pretty, so you’re okay with it. Grace is also super needy in bed- she needs to feel close to you almost constantly and always has her arms and hands around your neck, torso, or in your hair. She’s a real ‘Moaning Myrtle’ if you catch my drift. Grace also sweet talks you a lot in bed, a lot of verbal praise and telling you how good you’re making her feel. Is always down for a proper cuddle afterwards and just showering you with sweet love and affection- usually with kissing.

Esme

She’s exactly what you’d expect. Esme has a very loving side to her and will take things slow and intimate and easy but also will fuck you so hard that the two of you won’t walk straight. She’s definitely kinky af and will try almost anything just to see what it feels like. She’s not as loud as Linda but will not be quiet for the sake of others. She’s also down to have sex just about anywhere, after all it’s “livin’ how we should be, out there in the open. Shouldn’t be all cooped up in some fuckin’ house.”

Linda

Alright we all know Linda is miss “good church girl who loves jesus” and all but homegirl KNOWS her way around the bedroom. She’s literally everyone’s fantasy of a good Catholic girl who is also a right freak in the bedroom. Linda will flirt up a storm all day long and then (depending on the day) destroy you when you get to bed or let you destroy her. There’s really no in between. She’s also so fucking loud that literally everyone knows when you two are together and on one hand it’s a total turn on and goes straight to your head but at the same time it’s soooo embarrassing when everyone teases you two about it the next day.

I hope these are satisfactory :)

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1-800-imagines · 3 years

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wearing his shirt (thomas shelby imagine)

authors note: takes place in season 3, mild spoilers but isn’t cannon really & grace and tommy were never an item

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Tommy was away in London for business for the night and was staying with Ada. So it was just you and Charlie at the house.

When Thomas wasn’t home, you always brought Charlie into bed with you as you didn’t like sleeping alone, the feeling foreign after being with Tommy for so long.

When you were getting ready for bed, you walked to Tommy’s wardrobe and pulled on one of his shirts to sleep in. You loved just wearing one of his button ups when he was gone, even if it was only for one night.

You crawled into bed next to Charlie and pulled him onto your chest to hold him while the two of you slept.

In the middle of the night, you woke up from hearing a noise. Charlie was still on your chest but you quickly grabbed the gun in the bedside table and held it up. The bedroom door opened and you cocked the gun with one hand, holding Charlie with the other.

You relaxed slightly when you heard the familiar chuckle of your husband, “Down lass. It’s just me.” Tommy said, walking in the room. He took the gun from you putting the safety on and back into the drawer.

You relaxed slightly, “You scared me,” You said shaking your head.”

“Glad to see you would be ready if it was someone dangerous. Scoot over.” He said, stripping out of his clothes.

You carefully moved over with Charlie still sound asleep as Tommy got into bed with you. “Are you in my shirt?” Tommy said, raising an eyebrow.

You smiled and blushed a little, “I always sleep in one when you’re away.” You paused for a moment, “Why are you back now? It’s the middle of the night.”

“Finished work and wanted to come back to you two.” He said and reached over to stroke your face. He kissed you softly, “I’m sorry for scaring you, love.”

You smiled, “I forgive you.” You rested both you hands on Charlie and Tommy slipped his arm under you and he laid on your shoulder. You had both your boys laying on you and it was pure bliss.

“By the way, you can wear my shirts anytime. Maybe next time when the baby isn’t in bed with us.” Tommy smirked before closing his eyes and you scoffed at your husbands mind.

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multifandomwriter56 · 4 years

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Even Bad Days Can Get Better

A/n: This is for @sdavid09 Tale Teller’s 2020 Bingo Challenge. So I know it’s not really cannon for Tommy to have a platonic relationship with a woman; but it’s real here.

Square Filled: Non-Romance

Summary: Y/n works for Tommy Shelby and she has a bad day. Tommy knows and tries to make her feel better.

Characters: Tommy Shelby, Platonic!Reader

Warnings: language, mentions death of a family member, set in S5 (no spoilers, I think)

Word Count: 863

"This day couldn't get any worse." Y/n says to herself for the fourth time that day.

First, her cat had escape from her flat which caused her to be late for work. Her boss, Thomas Shelby, had not been pleased since they had a meeting that morning.

Second, all her paperwork had scattered across the floor when she went to pick it up in a rush off her desk; which made her even more late. The tension in the air while she re-organized the papers as Tommy smoked a cigarette, staring at her the whole time, was brutal.

Third, she pissed off Lizzie because her meeting with Tommy went late, so apparently he was short and easily angered with Lizzie during their meeting.

And now she found out her grandmother, the woman who raised her, had passed away in her sleep last night.

So now, here she is, at her desk trying to work when all she can think about is that fact that not only does her boss hate her, his wife does as well: and on top of that she lost her last family member.

She drops her hands from her face when Polly snaps a “Get back to work, Y/n!” at her and places them loosely on the typewriter in front of her. She knows the older woman isn’t mad at her, but her tone makes her want to cry; but she doesn’t.

She decides to skip lunch and keep working, hoping that will win her some points with the Shelby clan.

As she was wrapping up her paperwork, Tommy comes storming through the doors and without glancing at her, calls her name and opens the door to his office.

Y/n closes her eyes, holding back a groan. He’s going to fire her.

She slowly stands to her feet and makes her way to his office. She closes the door behind her; an apology on the tip of her tongue, but her throat tightens when he shoves a glass of whiskey in her hand.

“Sit, Y/n; please.”

Oh fuck, he said please. She’s so getting fired.

She sits though, determine to take the bad news gracefully. Nothing could beat the fact that she lost her only parental figure today. She waits patiently as Tommy takes a seat and lights a cigarette. He offers her one and she willingly accepts with a whispered ‘thank you’ as she brings the death stick to her lips.

“I’m sorry for you loss, Y/n.”

Y/n stops mid-exhale at his words. “You’re sorry? For my loss?”

Tommy nods. “I heard about your grandmother’s passing. I recall you saying she was the one to raise you?” Y/n nods. “Why didn’t you ask to leave early?”

She huffs a humorless laugh. “I didn’t think you would ever let me do that; especially after this morning.”

She figured the man would smile at her words, or at least express amusement; but she’s surprised to see hurt grace his face. “I apologize, I didn’t mean to offend you, Mr Shelby.”

“I supposed it’s a fair assumption. Nevertheless, next time you need to leave early, ask me.”

“You’re not firing me?”

“I can’t afford to fire you. My diary would be a fucking mess. Ever since my wife cut back from working, to take care of the children; I’ve completely relied on you to keep my meetings straight.”

A cocky smirk spreads around the cigarette. “I’m that fucking good, eh?” The smirk turns into a genuine smile when the man chuckles.

Tommy gulps down the glass of whiskey in one go; his face once again serious. “You’re done for the night and I want you to take off for the rest of the week. I know you’ve updated the diary for the rest of the month, so don’t worry about that.”

Y/n doesn’t know what to think about her new caring boss. Should she be grateful for the time off? Or should she be offended that he believes she’s weak and needs that much time to grieve? The idea is appealing, she can’t deny that. She just wants to go home and cry.

“I don’t think you’re weak, Y/n. I think taking time and grieving is in order.”

“What are you? A fucking mind reader?” She mutters.

Tommy grins. “Yes.”

Y/n returns the grin, before letting it fall. “Thank you, Mr Shelby. I really do appreciate this.”

“Tommy.” He nods his head; his way of saying you’re welcome.

“Thank you, Tommy.”

He takes a moment to think carefully over his words. “You’re family, Y/n. I know you’ve seen a lot; both business and personal related. I’m grateful you’ve stuck with us these past five years.”

Y/n mulls over his words, soon realizing the Shelby’s are her family. “You crazy lot are my family as well.”

She smiles when he clears his throat; clearly uncomfortable with how sincere the conversation has turn.

She tips the head back, following Tommy’s example with drinking the whiskey in one gulp. She stands to her feet, setting the glass on his desk. “I guess I’ll see you in Monday.”

“See you Monday, Y/n.”

Forevers: @beautycinders @desiredposion @ravenoussss @simonsbluee

#tale teller's 2020 bingo challenge #tommy shelby x platonic!reader #tommy shelby x child!reader #platonic!reader #peaky blinders

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siriuslymoon · 6 years

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Distance - A Finn Shelby Imagine

Requested - no Warnings: cannon death (grace), angst but eventual fluff, few plot details changed

~ In which Finn sees what happens to grace because of Tommy and doesn’t want the same happening to you because of him ~

No one was too sure how it happened.

One minute everyone was dancing, winding through the clouds of smoke and resting against one another. You had your head pressed to Finn’s chest as his arms wrapped loosely around your waist, the pair of you giggling softly at something he had said as you weaved through the crowds.

And the next, well the next there was gun shots, and blood- so much blood.

Men had barged through the room, shoving people aside and throwing punches as they searched the crowd. Some of the Peaky Blinders began to fight back, struggling against their holds. And others ran to hide, under food tables, behind chairs, and into the hallways- anywhere.

There was so much shouting and movement that You didn’t even notice them come up behind you, not until they were right beside you, forcing you and Finn apart; their knuckles cracking against your face. You felt hands close over your arms, pulling you away from Finn, who was fighting to get to you.

They forced you harder into the ground, kicking at your ribs.

Who the hell were these men, that had no problem beating children into the floor.

“Hey! Get the fuck off ‘em” John had roared, leaving Esme with Grace and racing towards you and Finn.

You saw them shove Finn into a wall, their hands on his neck as he struggled.

His eyes never once leaving you.

John came to your side, forcing your attacker down and nearly smashing his head in, his punches hard and endless on his skull.

“Finn-“ you sobbed, attempting to stand but falling back down when your knees buckled.

John rushed beside you, his arms holding you down.

“Finn” you repeated, chest aching when you couldn’t see him through your blurred vision.

“Hey easy, its alright love. He’s good yeah...See,” he pointed over his shoulder.

“Micheal and Arthur have got him”

And he was right.

They had finished kicking the men that had grabbed Finn and were now helping him stand, holding him back from running to You.

You saw the blood run down his face as you felt it drip from yours.

You turned to John.

“Who are these people? W-why are they doing this?” You looked up at him, he met your eyes for a second before looking back at the chaos that was the rest of the room.

“I don’t kn-“

And then there were gun shots.

The room came to a halt. Peaky Blinders frozen place, the blades in their caps dripping blood onto the floor, as everyone tried to figure out who had been shot.

You checked it wasn’t Finn.

Or Michael, or John, or Arthur, or you, or tommmy-

You were so busy scanning the room that you nearly didn’t see it.

Nearly didn’t see Grace fall to the ground, hands gripping her stomach.

“Grace! No, no” you pushed yourself out of John’s grip, ignoring Finn’s yells for you to stay low, and running to her.

Despite the age gap, she had been a best friend to you, a sister, and you couldn’t let her die.

You fell against her, applying pressure to the growing spots of red on her dress, ignoring the stuttering of her breathing.

“Where’s Tommy?” You asked Esme, voice already shaking. She looked equally as terrified as she pointed to where he was currently dropping a man’s body and running towards you.

The attackers quickly began to filter out of the room. Their rushed movements catching the eye of the eldest Shelby.

“Oh I don’t fuckin think so!” Arthur screamed, as he moved to block an entrance.

“Don’t let any fucker leave lads!”

There was more shooting and screaming but it all faded into a blur around you.

“Grace” Tommy was at your side now, his trembling hands gripping her face, the pair of You watching as the blood began to pool around her still form, you felt your knees slip in it when you huddled closer.

“Tommy- I can’t..” you had started training to be a nurse, and while you hadn’t been there long even you knew there was nothing you could do.

“ I know,” he whispered “I know”

“ I love you” you rushed to tell Grace, her lips twitching as she chuckled.

“I love you too... you’ll be okay sweetheart. You look after these boys yeah? “ the rising of her chest became less frequent as she laid in Tommys arms.

“Promise” you kissed her hand and leant back, allowing Tommy and Grace to spend their last moments together.

You didn’t notice Esme patting your shoulder, or John telling you who the men were, or Arthur telling you they were all gone.

What you did notice was when Grace’s chest rose, and never came back down.

“Grace...”

Everyone stood on the dance floor, stunned into silence.

“She’s gone “ Tommy cleared his throat before breaking down into tears, burying his face in his dead wife’s hair and sobbing.

Finn sat down beside you, taking your bloodied hand in his and holding it tight, weaving his fingers in between yours and squeezing.

“Let’s go home”

Once you returned home to Polly’s, who you practically lived with at this point, Finn sat you down to clean your cuts; his face emotionless as he removed all the blood. You forced yourself to clean his, though he protested that he could do it himself, you wanted it to be done properly.

“It’s going to be okay” he promised you, kissing you gently before taking you to bed.

He stayed with you that night, like he did most other nights, but this night was spent holding you tight as you cried, his fingers running through your hair and his breathing coaxing you into an empty sleep.

That was probably the last time he held you.. and it was definitely the last time you could sleep.

Things were strange after that, Tommy was hell bent on revenge and had his brothers working day and night on tracking those responsible down, and coming up with plans to kill them all. They knew it was personal, that killing Grace was a message; one that had been received loud and clear. And they knew they needed to retaliate.

This however, meant Finn spent all his time at work, or with his brothers at one of their houses. You tried not to let it bother you, everyone was grieving, some people just mourned differently, Tommy needed revenge and Finn was helping. He was simply leaving you to mourn alone in the process.

And as the weeks went on, you began to feel lonelier and lonelier. He barely spoke three words a day to you, grumbling his speech and turning away from you. He never kissed you, or held you, you didn’t go for walks at night, you didn’t make out in one of his brothers offices... you didn’t do anything anymore.

You had taken some time off from nursing, to let yourself heal, and now with Finn ignoring you, you spent most of your time hanging with Esme and the kids, or sat by Grace’s grave.

Today you were doing the latter.

“It’s like... I don’t know Grace. Maybe he doesn’t love me anymore. He barely talks to me, and he doesn’t kiss me or hold me does he? No.” You sighed.

“I miss him. I miss you too, obviously, but you’re dead aren’t ya, you got your excuse”

You heard someone clear their throat.

You startled, looking up to see Tommy smiling softly at you. He sat down beside you, his arm going round your shoulder.

“Thought you weren’t allowed out by yourself?” He raised an eyebrow.

“You what?”

“At least that’s what Finn tells us” he chuckled at your confusion.

You scoffed.

“Don’t think Finn gives a fuck about me anymore, does he Grace?... yeah She agrees with me” you folded your arms over your knees, hugging them tighter to your body.

“You can stay out of this yeah” he spoke to the grave before turning back to you.

“Why wouldn’t he care, he’s in love with you aint he” he offered you a cigarette, nodding when you declined and slipping one between his lips.

“He used to be..” your eyes began to water “I think um- I think that changed”

The Shelby furrowed his brows, thinking back to his brothers meltdown a few days ago when he said you were late home, how he cried at the thought of losing you like Tommy lost Grace... of being at all responsible.

“I wish he’d just tell me, that he doesn’t- you know“ you sighed “ I just miss him Tommy ”

“Talk to him” Tommy ordered quickly, making you frown.

“Did you not hear me? He won’t talk-“

“He’ll listen y/n, he will always listen to you,” he checked his watch “Right I’ve got some business to attend to, I’ll see you later Yeah”

He pressed a kiss to your hair, placed his hand on Grace’s grave, and left.

You sat in silence a little longer, resting against the cool stone.

“You married a smart ass, ya know that?”

——

You had stayed out a little longer than you had intended, the sky darkening around you as you walked home.

You thought back to the times when you and Finn would walk, hand in hand, through the cold streets of Birmingham, talking about nothing and everything as you went. He used to be so talkative, so excited to tell you about his day, so eager to hear about yours.

You thought about what Tommy had said, maybe you should just try and talk calmly with Finn, ask what’s been going on. Maybe this time he’ll speak.

But as soon as you got back, you realised just how out of the question a calm conversation was.

The door had just shut behind you when you were forced back onto it. The door knob knocking against your spine, in a very uncomfortable fashion,

Finn had rushed at You, throwing his arms round you; hugging you so tightly that you stumbled back from the force.

“Where the hell have you been? Tommy said you were out alone, that he saw you hours ago and-“ he sighed, holding your face in his hands. His eyes wild and frantic, his cheeks damp.

“Y/N don’t do that to me, you hear me “ his voice grew muffled as his face pressed into your neck.

You were stunned into silence, this was the first time in weeks that Finn had even talked to you, let alone touched you.

“Why would you care?” You forced his grip off you, walking to kitchen. Your skin instantly feeling colder without his touch.

“Tea?” You asked.

“You what? No I don’t want fucking tea. Y/N Why wouldn’t I care?” He yelled, taking the tea pot from you and crossing his arms.

“No tea for me then” you sighed.

“Forget the fucking tea would ya!”

You flinched when he got in your face, his movements too fast for your tired brain to handle.

Finn’s eyes widened, he slowly sat down at the table, his head falling into his hands.

It hurt you to see him so helpless but it’s not like he wanted you help. You let the silence linger for a moment before speaking.

“I didn’t think you loved me anymore.... I was actually thinking about leavi-“

He stood so fast the chair tipped over, crashing against the wooden floor. He grabbed your shoulders, forcing you to look at him, to look up into his watering eyes.

“Don’t go, never. Why did you even..”

“Finn you’ve ignored me. I understood you were helping Tommy- cause he’s grieving and that. But so am I, and I ain’t got anyone. I lost my best friend.. I didn’t need to loose you too. I needed you! I fucking needed you and you weren’t there..”

You could feel yourself crying, the tears falling from your lashes and dampening you face but you were too numb to care about it.

When you looked at him you could see the muscles in his cheeks tense and quiver as he clenched his jaw, his skin seemed to vibrate. His hands were shaking by his sides, fingers curling and squeezing.

“I should’ve been there” he admitted, his voice no louder than the gentle winds outside, but rougher than a storm.

“Yeah” your voice cracked, lips squeezing shut before falling back open

“Finn....Why weren’t you?”

With that he crumbled.

He placed his hands on your cheeks, his long fingers slipping into your hair and his thumbs running along the soft curve of your cheekbones.

Slowly he brought your mouth to his, kissing you softly.

You made a quiet sound of surprise that seemed to pain Finn, you shouldn’t be surprised that he loved you, that he still loved you

He pushed you against the nearest wall, his grip on you getting tighter and his lips moving faster as your kiss quickly turned desperate. Weeks of not touching you had driven him crazy. Your hands rushed to weave themselves through his hair, gripping and tugging as you pulled yourself impossibly closer.

“I love you” he breathed in between kisses, his hands still caressing your face.

You pulled back, resting your forehead against his, your skin burning.

“What did I do?” You asked, eyes staring into his.

“Whatever it was I’m sorry Finn, I’ll try to-“

He shook his head, kissing you quickly, teeth gently nipping at your bottom lip.

“I was scared, alright? Finding out that Grace died because of something we’d done... I didn’t want to ever loose you like that. That night was one of the worst of my life. To see them hurt you, to think what they could’ve done.. you deserve safety yeah and I can’t give you that. In fact I give you anything but really don’t I” he sighed.

You started laughing, soft giggles falling from your lips as you watched him.

“You Shelby’s really are thicker than a wall aren’t ya.”

He made a noise of disagreement but didn’t interrupt you.

“ I love you yeah? I’m not going anywhere, even if you want me to, even if you don’t. Yeah it’s a little risky but what life isn’t, without you I’d be nothing Finn.“ You grinned at his growing smile.

“Besides, I thought you were always gonna protect me”

You thought back to your first date, when he had declared himself your protector. You had both drank a little too much, and whilst walking you home, Finn had told you just how much he cared for you and how he would never let anything hurt you... then he had kissed you-

“What if I can’t ?” He whispered, voice broken at the thought

“Will you always try?” You asked gently, your hands finding his.

He looked at you as though you’d grown four heads and nodded.

“Of course I will. Die trying won’t I” he assured you

“Then that’s enough Finn, you’re enough “

He kissed you once more, slow and gentle and perfect.

“I was stupid wasn’t I?” He chuckled and pulled you against his chest.

“Very” you wrapped your arms around him, breathing in his familiar scent.

You moved to the sofa, Just lying there, holding each other. Him pressing kisses to your hair, glad to finally have you in his arms again. And you, tracing endless words against his skin, glad to finally be held.

“Finn” you whispered, pressing your lips against his neck.

“Yeah love?” He brushed a strand of hair from your face.

“Can I have that tea now”

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