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pacifymebby · 2 years ago

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I love your peaky blinder writings

I was wondering how would each of the guys react to their (younger but legal)girl walking in to their office (who they have been hiding and have been doing a good job at it too) and then one of their enemies also storming in by surprise. she’s trying to hide behind them (Alfie,Tommy,Arthur)and the enemy tries to get nasty with her

Eeek love this love this <3

(sorry in advance btw, these have taken me several days to write and i just don't think theyre that good... I think i might try to turn some of them into full length imagines at some point though so they can get a second chance then lol)

Tommy

🌿Is annoyed to see you standing there in the doorway to his office. When Lizzie knocks and says "there's a little girl here to see you Mr Shelby" her voice is dripping with venom. She's jealous, she assumes you're there because you're his new fancy...

🌿 She scares you does Lizzie, she's stone cold, a real ice queen and you can feel her hate for you. Tommy steps aside to let you come in and once the doors swung shut behind you you suddenly feel nervous

🌿 he doesn't look happy to see you at all... "what the fuck do you think you're doing coming here y/n?" suddenly you feel like a fucking child, stupid for having come here - the one place he's always telling you not to come. You don't have an excuse either just a...

🌿 "Sorry Tommy I... I just really missed you..." you're not blushing because its romantic, you're blushing cause you feel so fucking stupid. You keep fiddling with your sleeves, glancing over your shoulder at the door expecting to see Lizzie through the glass laughing you...

🌿 "Lizzie scares you does she y/n?" he asks, he's still stern but he doesn't sound quite as angry anymore. You chew your lip, try not to give yourself away but Tommy doesn't need you to answer for him to know. "See if women like Lizzie scare you, then I know you shouldn't be here..." he has a whole speech to give you, to scare you into never being so stupid as to walk into his office like this ever again... but it turns out someone else wants to do that for him

🌿 When Inspector Cambell enters unannounced, his cold stare and arrogant cough, Tommy feels his fury flare all over again. Now he is angry, he's angry that you're here in his office just as that nasty bastard has stormed in, he's angry that Campbells even looking at you... You're in so much danger and theres nothing he can do about it but try to minimise the harm

🌿 "Sorry to interrupt you Thomas, hope you're not paying per hour there..." "pretty young thing you've got there, id be in half a mind to question the legality of her activities, not to mention her age Mr Shelby... See you understand don't you, that the rape of a young girl carries a pretty weighty sentence... And unless we can come to some kind of aggreement well it would certainly make my life easier if i could take you down for something so... Simple... "

🌿 Tommy trying to remain calm, trying to remain completely unphased. "Whatever business you have with me Mr Campbell is with me and no one else..."

🌿 He'd be doing so well to keep it all swallowed down, but when Mr Campbell approaches you, raising his kane to point it at you, "and you Miss, prostitution is, I'm sure you are aware, a crime... Just think of the things i could do to you eh?"

🌿When he looks at you like that even you aren't naive enough to not know what hes thinking.

🌿 "Yes Thomas... i think actually i might take her off your hands if you don't mind..."

🌿 By this point you're holding onto Tommys jacket, tucked away behind him, starring in horror at the old man woth that predatory look in his eyes. You can feel Tommys body tense too. You can tell he's trying really hard not to lose his temper.

🌿"You came here on business i assume Officer and we know how important your business must be... Kept you too busy to go to france afterall didn't it..."

🌿The main reason Tommy had been keeping you sperate from business was to keep you away from his enemies, the second reason however was to keep you from having to see the darker side of him... But now he has no choice but to reveal that... He can't let Officer Campbell hurt you.

🌿Youre a little taken back by the sudden chill in Tommys voice. You'd always known he was a dangerous man who delt with dangerous people but this is the first time you've ever witnessed him threatening someone...

🌿 "Now i suggest, officer, if you don't mind my being so bold as to make a suggestion... I suggest that you tell me what you came here for and make it quick because as you can see, before you interrupted us i was already engaged in a metting discussing business with Miss Carlton here..." you remain hidden behind Tommy so Campbell doesn't see your confusion, besides he's too busy backtracking having heard who you are...

🌿 Campbell is embarrassed, stuttering an apology to you though you don't understand why. You don't know who this "Miss Carlton" is but its certainly scared the old man...

🌿"Now i think you've probably offended Miss Carlton enough already, perhaps youd like to come back and discuss your business with me later Officer, perhaps youd like to book an appointment this time eh?"

🌿When Campbell has finally left you step away from Tommy, sure youre in trouble, and you are... But its not as bad as you think... Tommy is too relieved to have lied his way out of having any harm come to you, to be angry at you anymore.

🌿"Come sit love," he says patting his lap. He has you sit straddling his waist so that he can smooth his hands up your thighs as he talks to you, "So, youre scared of our Lizzie and I'm betting you were scared just not too weren't you?"

🌿You nod your head, open your mouth to apologise but he hushes you with his finger to your lips.

🌿"Men like Officer Campbell are the reason i keep you hidden y/n, to keep you safe eh? So why don't you promise me now that after tonight you will never come see me here again eh? Promise me that now..."

🌿And you do promise him that, but both of you know you'll break that promise soon enough.

Alfie

🐻 When he sees you he groans, leans on his elbows on his desk, hands over his eyes, face sinking into his palms... He'd been managing to keep you secret for so long...

🐻 He'd been enjoying the privacy, none of the lads teasing him... But they would now if they realised who you were... Because you were so much younger than him... You were 18, youd been 11 years old at the end of the war... Alfie had been fighting in France when you were just a little girl... He couldn't bare to think what the lads would make of that...

🐻 And then there were his enemies to worry about... You werent just any 18 year old london lass... You were sweet, too good for the streets you walked, a real innocent in many ways... If his enemies found out hed gone soft for a girl like you, youd be kidnapped, raped, killed within a week... That much he was sure of.

🐻 So hed been keeping you hidden away, doing his best to keep you completely secret and he thought hed been doing a good job of it.

🐻 Now though, now, you were standing in the doorway of his office with two glasses of white bread in your hands, your sweet impish smile underserving of the crumpling of his own frown.

🐻 "well..." he sighs, "well i reckon thats down the fuckin pan now aint it," he says, "i dont know, you try to do a good thing, you try to keep a good girl safe from the evils of this here big bad fuckin cesspit... And this is how she repays you? White fucken bread?" he raises his brow at you but he can't be angry. Hes not at all angry

🐻Hes maybe a little despairing? He knows he should have known he couldn't keep you away... But hes also very entertained and a secretly pleased to see you

🐻So what if the men in the bakery work out what's going on between you, hes feeling pretty proud of himself to have pulled you afterall...

🐻 "Well come on in then poppet, youre here now arent you, close the door eh, dont want no drafts getting in...."

🐻 So you do, you pull up a stool beside him and lean back against his chest as you share the rum and waste a little time together... Alfie really should be getting on with his work but now that his little girl is here he can't ignore her...

🐻 And that's when Darby Sabini himself bursts through the door, Ollie running in seconds later, too late as always...

🐻You jump, startled by the sudden entrance, the door slamming up against the wall.

🐻 Sabini isnt calm either... He's got eyes full of hate and even though you don't dont much about the gangsters in the city, you know enough to recognise this man... You know enough to know that he's volatile at the best of times...

🐻 "You and I are supposed to have a fucking deal Solomons!" he hisses, edging closer to Alfies desk, his eyes searing with rage as he looks between you and Alfie... "or were you too busy with your fucking whore to remember that?" he snarls taking a pistol from his coat and waving it towards you.

🐻 You gasp, flinching away, shrinking back in your chair instinctively but Alfie just sits up, gives your knee a squeeze and reaches for his own drawer.

🐻"Usually mate, usually right when people want to disturb my peace right they make an appointment... And when they dont yeah, when they fail to follow usual etiquette, when they forget to book a little appointment with lovely Ollie here... The least they do is fuckin knock right?" he knocks on the desk for enphasis and cocks his head to one side.

🐻 You're in awe of how calm he is, though you know you shouldn't be surprised... Hes a fucking gangster after all and you know that... As if he'd be scared at the sight of guns.. He was in the war... Hes far more brave than anyone else you know... And yet you are still in awe

🐻 Youre scared, but its the way Alfie is remaining so calm, so laidback, even managing to chuckle in the face of this wild and raging man that is making you feel calm. Safe despite the gun in sabinis hand.

🐻 "Whatre you fuckin sayin to me Alfie you want me to go outside and fuckin knock? You want an appointment fine I'll make a fuckin appointment..."he shouts at Ollie, uses his gun to the poor lads head forcing him to get Alfies diary. Alfies just watching in quiet amusement... He knows he still has power here.

🐻 Sabini takes the diary crosses through everything written down and writes his initials before throwing the book down in front of you... "There, now we have a fucking appointment so fucking talk to me... We had a fucking deal Alfie..."

🐻 Youre watching this all, frozen in your seat beside Alfie, feeling terrified and also, feeling stupid for having brought yourself to this dangerous place. Alfie is calculating silently, he appears calm on the outside but inside hes thinking quick and fast because he knows the longer Sabini remains in his office the more at risk you are

🐻 And then Sabini turns his attention back to you, his eyes are sharp, cold, and to be frank, crazy. He starts spitting and ranting about how because of Alfies lack of loyalty, he's lost something very precious to him... And the more he talks about this the more angry he gets...

🐻 "So now I'm here, I'm fucking here and i see you with this fucking girl... And you know what im thinking Alfie. Im thinking maybe i, should take something precious from you?"

🐻 This whole time hes been waving that gun around like a mad man, waving it in your direction. And whilst he has Alfie has stood up, ushered you behind him quietly and calmly, as if it was all just routine.

🐻 He'd probably very calmly almost, friendly, tell him to put the gun down... "Dont like talking when theres guns been thrown around yeah? Makes it difficult to concentrate right, for all parties... Cause see if you keep pointing your gun at us, I'll have to get mine out won't i? And then there'll be no talkin at all, will there?"

🐻 When Sabini has put his gun away Alfie wpuld take up that condescending tone once more...

🐻 "Listen sweetheart, maybe we do have a deal yeah, fuckin hard to believe though innit when you come in here waving that thing around in me womans face right... Cause if i came round to your family home - not that i would yeah, dirty my shoes yeah, on filthy fuckin wop territory - but if i did right and i started threatening your women... I'm betting you wouldn't like that very much would you?"

🐻 "Now what I'm gonna do right, what im gonna do is this.. Im gonna count to 3 yeah and if youre not out of my sight by the time i get to three, I'm gonna shoot you both in the fuckin face..."

🐻 When he counts he gets to two, then he fires the first shot at Sabinis mans shoe...hitting him in the foot.

🐻 Sabini starts going crazy again, but Alfie just shrugs, "see i told you what i was gonna do when i got to three mate... Never said anything about what would happen when i got to two... Fuckin silly though isnt it, shooting yourself in the foot? Well thats what can happen when you start playing around with guns and things... Dangerous innit treacle..."

🐻 When the two men leave Alfie drops the sinister tone and softens for you immediately.

🐻 He would want to hold you and hug you, kiss your forehead, reassure you that everything was fine and he'd want to make sure you were okay.

🐻He wouldn't be annoyed with you for coming to see him but he would lecture you on why you shouldn't have come...

🐻 Still, he won't lecture you too much because now that sabini knows who you are, alfies decided it would actually be much safer for you to come and see him every day.

Arthur

🍂 Arthur probably keeps you away from the office because as well as being concerned for your safety and because he doesnt want any of the other peaky boys getting any ideas about you... He is also a little worried about the fact that if the other lads knew he was dating someone as young as you they'd all start marcilessly teasing him

🍂 But you struggle to stay away from him for so long (several hours) the two of you are very much in love, in the honeymoon period if you will, and so even though he has told you not to visit him in the office, when you do he can’t even bring himself to grumble.

🍂 Any protests he has are quickly silenced when you begin to remove your clothes for him.

🍂 He'd pull the blind down on the office door, but, in his hurry to have his way with you, he’d forget to lock the door. So when the Changretta’s enter expecting to find him coked up and out of his mind... they instead find him fucking you on his desk, papers scattered over the floor, the room a mess.

🍂 Before the door is opened shots are fired breaking the glass, and in a flash Arthur has grabbed you and thrown you on the floor behind the desk, covering you protectively with his body.

🍂 When Arthur realises who it is thats interrupted you he would be angry, angry that he’s been interrupted, but more so that its by Luca Changretta.

🍂He’d grab his gun and fire over the top of the desk, snatching at his shirt for you to cover up with, but not before the Changretta’s could enter, see you naked and begin sneering at Arthur as he’s pulling his trousers back up.

🍂 “How much are you paying her eh? Baby why don’t you come here, I’ll make you want to work for free...” Luca’s eyes would be lingering on your body as you struggled to button up the shirt.

🍂 You’d be too scared to speak, visibly shivering, you’d feel sick but you’d be trying to be brave for Arthur, you don’t want to disappoint him or have him think you’re weak.

🍂 “She’s too pretty for you gypsy boy...” Luca would be trying provoke Arthur, he can see the man slowly turning red in the face, getting angrier and angrier, you can see it too and you know that any second now he’s going to crack.

🍂 “Shut your fucking mouth you fucking wop...” Arthur’s fingers would be flexing against the trigger of his gun, he knows that if he fires a shot he’d set them off and they'd wipe the two of you out in seconds. He’d turn to you confident as a man who’s just pulled his trousers up at gun point possibly could be... “S’alright Darlin, you’re alright sweetheart, come here eh,” when you leant up close to him, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you into a tight hug, he’d whisper instructions in your ear, “when they let you go, you find my brothers,”

🍂 You don’t want to leave but if you argue you’ll reveal Arthur’s plan and so when Arthur begins negotiating your exit you stand quietly, and, tactically, you allow the tears you’ve been holding back to streak your cheeks, you try your best to look as feeble as you can, hoping they’ll let you leave.

🍂 “Fine your little whore can fuck off...” “I’m sure you’re a sensible girl aren’t you baby, you know this scum and his tiny cock aren’t worth dying for ain’t that right?” you only sob and run away in response, tearing through the office in search of someone who can find Tommy. Tommy would already be on his way however and when he arrived he’d charge Finn with finding you “some fucking clothes”

🍂 “How much does he owe you?” sighs Finn rolling his eyes, his jaw hitting the floor when you insist you’re not a fucking prostitute. That you’re Arthur’s girlfriend and nobody owes you anything.

🍂 By the time Tommy has come to his brothers aid and everything has been sorted out, you would have become fully acquainted with the rest of the Shelby family, Polly, Ada and Lizzie would have sat you down and interrogated you wanting to know all about Arthur’s secret girl.

🍂 When Arthur gets to you he’d be awkward, seeing all of his family around you. He’s probably cough and say “y/n, I’m glad you’re alright, thats a relief, I’m relieved...” and Ada would laugh, Lizzie would choke on a laugh too and Tommy would roll his eyes and sigh dramatically. “Fuckin alright lets give them a minute alone eh, Jesus Christ...”

🍂 When he has you alone Arthur would pull you into a hug, apologise for what had happened and tell you how proud he is of you for carrying out the plan. He'd tell you over and over how brave you were, and then he’d promise to take the Changretta’s eyes for looking at you. “You’re to shoot them Arthur, no theatrics Mr Shelby, not on my part..” “He can die without eyes..” you just roll your eyes knowing that in the end Arthur will do exactly as his brother tells him.

John

🌼 For John dating a younger woman isn’t really a point for hiding, the only reason he’s hiding you is because Peaky business has started to get pretty serious recently. There's a lot of men getting ideas about killing the Shelby brothers and John doesn’t want his girl getting wrapped up in that.

🌼 Because you’re younger than him he feels extremely protective over you, he is torn between having you near him at all times so that he can always look after you, or keeping you at a distance so that Peaky business can't touch you.

🌼 The problem is, being younger than him, and having been kept away from his family, you’re naive and don’t really understand the dangers of John’s life.

🌼 So you decide to go down to the betting shop one day on your way home from work. From the second you enter you stick out like a sore thumb in your pretty girl dress, your hair done sweetly. You hear the wolf whistles and cat calls as you make your way through the tightly packed room, yelping when a man squeezes your arse.

🌼 John hears the commotion and, out of curiosity, leaves his desk to see what's going on. When he recognises you across the room his jaw hits the floor, he’s shocked but also panicking. He knows immediately it’s you he heard yelp, it’s you drawing all that attention to yourself. So he pushes through the room to get to you and when he does he’s met with your bright smile, “John, hi!” you don’t even seem all that phased by the commotion you’ve caused and why would you be, you’re that level of good and innocent that you would mostly miss the sleazy details of the betting shop.

🌼 He’s a little relieved that you are smiling actually, that you’re sweet enough for everything to go over your head. He’d grab your hand and kiss your cheek quickly, “come here Darlin come with me,” he’d say quickly before turning to shout at the men in the room, “alright lads funs over, this is my girl alright, nobody fuckin talks to her, by order of the peaky blinders” he’d be joking - mostly - cracking a laugh as he pulled you through the crowd to his desk which he’d sit at and pull you down into his lap.

🌼 He’d give you a half hearted talk, about how you shouldn’t come to places like this, “bad places like this aren’t for good girls like you sweetheart...” but you would just shrug and tell him you wanted to see him.

🌼 And he wouldn’t really be bothered, sure people would know who you were and what you meant to him now, but for a second your beautiful smile would be enough to make him forget what he’d been hiding you from.

🌼 That is until Billy Kimber himself clears the betting shop floor, intimidating all the Peaky’s customers into abandoning their bets. John would have to get up to deal with everything, he’d give you clear instructions to stay put and to not make a sound...

🌼 And you’d do exactly as you were told. Unfortunately however whilst John is dealing with Billy Kimber, Kimber’s men have swept the shop floor and found you hiding behind Johns desk.

🌼 And they wouldn’t just cat call, they’d get mean, John and Billy would hear you scream and whimper when one of the men pulled your hair and groped you. And Billy would laugh, shout something like, “Well don’t keep her all to yourself lads bring her here, show us what you’ve found,”

🌼 John would be livid, struggling to swallow his rage, and his heart would break for you when he saw his girl with tears in her eyes, being shoved to the centre of the room by Kimber’s men.

🌼 “Well fuck me Shelby, she isn't one of yours is she... Nahh she's a real english rose ain't she... 'ere darlin whatre you doin here with these pikeys eh?"

🌼 As scared as you are of these men, and as timid as you usually are, you won't have a bad word said against your John so your face crumples to a bitter scowl. "Watch your fuckin mouth... Cunt..."

🌼 Honestly if John had heard you say that anywhere else he'd have laughed, the idea of you swearing so completely ridiculous to him that he almost cant believe what hes heard.

🌼 Naturally Billy Kimber is also taken back, pissed off too though and both you and John see the mans scowl before he raises his hand to you.

🌼 Thats when John cuts between the two of you, headbutting and then kicking Kimber till hes on the floor. Amid the commotion Arthur and Isaiah have arrived and before you have a chance to react or understand whats going on, the Kimber men are being dragged and thrown out of the betting shop by John, Arthur and Isaiah.

🌼 After John would return to you deeply concerned for your welfare, wanting to check youve not been hurt. Hed want you to tell him exactly what happened to you when the men found you, where they touched you. He'd be so serious "tell me the truth y/n alright no sugar coating"

🌼 He'd make you all kinds of promises, "listen to me eh nothing like that is ever gonna happen to you again alright, nothin..." but you'd surprise him and shake your head, "probably will John, if i stay with you... Which i do intend to do by the way..."

🌼 He'd be a little surprised, his sweet, innocent lass is accepting the violence of his life like its any other mundane fact. But its not and John is stubborn so despite the fact youve said it will happen again, and despite the fact he knows its true. He wont accept it.

🌼 He'll have peaky men watching you whenever he cant be with you from now on, but mostly hes going to use Billy Kimbers threats as an excuse to see more and more of you.

Bonnie

🍀 Bonnies been keeping you secret for many reasons - he doesnt want people to worry you'll distract him from his fighting, he doesn't want you mixing with the Shelbys or coming into the city because city folk dont treat your people fairly, and he doesnt want any of the work hes doing for the Shelbys to get back to you or to hurt you.

🍀He's been killing people between fights and so far he's kept it from you pretty easily. You havent even seen him fighting in the gym...

🍀 He doesnt realise how much thats been upsetting you, how you feel theres this whole part of him that hes keeping hidden fron you, that you feel distant, like youre being pushed out of his life, being left behind...

🍀So hes taken completely by surprise when you turn up at the boxing gym one day, it almost gets him knocked out by the lad hes fighting at the time. Obviously Bonnie pulls it back, hes not losing to a gorger and hes definitely not losing in front of his girl...

🍀When he jumps out the ring and comes to you hes got blood on his face but he isnt worried about that, hes worried about you asking all sorts of questions about what youre there for, how you got there, whether anything happened when you were walking through town.

🍀But youre fine and you tell him that, trying to explain that you wanted to see him fighting, that youre sick of him keeping secrets...

🍀 He kisses you and you dab the blood from his brow, the two of you concentrating on eachother too much to notice that the lad Bonnie just took out, is watching you, eyeing the pair of you maliciously.

🍀 "Oi gypsy boy!" he shouts disrespectfully, "no women allowed, specially not fuckin..." before he can finish his sentence Bonnie has swung back round, shoved the lad up against the outside of the ring and grabbed him by the straps of his vest.

🍀 "finish that fuckin sentence gorger, go on..." he threatens shaking the lad a little, knowing that if it comes to it he could take this bastard out with one punch.

🍀 Its only when their trainer returns, shouting and making threats demanding to know whats going on, that Bonnie drops the lad.

🍀And the boxing trainer, despite wanting to blame you and bonnie, knows he can't, has to tell the other lad not to be fucking stupid "the peaky blinders will have your fucking balls lad!"

🍀 Bonnie spits at the boy further provoking him so thst the lad takes a chance and tries to hit Bonnie. Of course Bonnie knew it would happen, was secretly itching to knock the prick who'd insult his girlfriend out. Which is what he does. One punch is all it takes to send the other boy limp amd out cold against the ring.

🍀 The boxing teacher would kick the two of you out, telling you fuck off, but you and bonnie would leave laughing, knowing that one word from Tommy will put bonnie back where he belongs in the ring.

🍀 When you were back out of the city, walking back to the settlement along the side of the canal, he'd probably try to stop you, try to talk seriously to you about you not doing that again. "Really dove i mean it, its dangerous for girls to be out round there on their own..." "Wasnt on me own i was with you..." "Aye once you got to us maybe...but what if somet happened to yous when you were walking eh? How can i protect you when im in the ring?"

🍀Poor bonnies concern would be genuine, thered be nothing you could do to convince him otherwise. He'd much rather you stayed out in the country with the families than tried to follow him into the city

🍀But after that fight hed be feeling particularly protective and possesive over you, he wouldnt be leaving you alone until he was dragged away from you...

🍀And obviously the story of what had happened would get back to Tommy and Bonnies father, and the teasing would be relentless, if somewhat quite brotherly/fatherly... Honestly no one would have expected the lad to have it in him...

Isaiah

🐀 Would be keeping you secret because you were a little younger than him and also because you were extremely pretty and extremely shy and he just knows that in front of a bunch of Peaky Boys you would Suffer.

🐀He also knows theres no way you could defend yourself if something happened to you, so he doesnt want to risk anything happening.

🐀And youre actually quite a good girl to him, you wouldnt have disobeyed him if it wasnt important... But it is important...

🐀When you burst into the Shelbys betting shop looking for your boyfriend it was because you were already in trouble! Some Italians had been harassing you when you were at the market, even when youd tried to leave they had followed you, theyd shouted something down the street after you "oi peaky girl" and youd known then that they knew your secret and they wouldnt stop following you until they caught you

🐀So youd ran. Faster than you could really run, your lungs burning, tears threatening your vision as you tore down the street to the Shelbys shop. You knew it was where Isaiah spent his days and you knew he was the only place you would feel safe now.

🐀When you burst in through the door you caused quite the commotion, so out of breath you could barely speak, your hair falling down, windswept and ragged, your chest rising and falling just as ragged as you tried to catch your breath.

🐀Someone, a woman tries to talk to you, demanding to know who you are but all you can say is "Isaiah, Isaiah get..." and as if your voice had summoned him he appears from out the back.. "Oh fuckin hell... Y/n what the fuck happened to..." he'd be at your side in seconds helping you to your feet, brushing your hair out of your face trying to see if youre injured.

🐀Its then that the Italians burst in after you, its obvious theyve chased you, that they are "whats happened,"

🐀He'd push you behind him, his hand moving slowly away from your side to reach for his gun. He'd be watching the Italians with rigid concentration, his adrenaline shooting about his blood.

🐀"Alright whats going on here eh? Which of you italian fucks thought it would be a good idea to chase some poor lass through the streets of small heath eh?"

🐀At this point Finn and Polly would both be watching, you would be tucked behind Isaiah still breathless and shaken. Polly would try to usher you away but youd refuse, not wanting to leave Isaiahs side, only feeling safe when he was in touching distance

🐀 John would have heard the disturbance and come out from the back, his own gun raised too.

🐀"Why dont you two cunts wipe those stupid fuckin smirks off your ugly faces and get the fuck of Peaky territory!" Isaiah would keep talking, keep threatening as if no one else was around. He'd reach for his cap as if to remind them what happens to men who fuck with the peaky blinders and then he'd shoot at the men, firing repeated shots into them. John would probably have to intervene when both men had slumped back against the wall and Isaiah was still firing.

🐀 "Jesus fuckin... That was fuckin brutal..." breathes Finn glancing at you and then Isaiah. John cuts in making a joke, smirking at Isaiah "she'd better be either your mother, your sister, your girlfriend or your daughter mate or Tommys gonna have your balls for this mess..." he says nodding to the blood and the two dead men.

🐀Youre stood behind him still, shivering, when he turns to you, arms wrapping around you, hand cupping your cheek. He only chuckles at Johns joke, too preoccupied with checking youre alright, asking you what they did.

🐀Youre apologetic "know you told me not to come round here saiah but they wouldn't leave me be and i got scared and i... I knew youd be here..." "shh love, you did the right thing yeah... You did the right thing..."

🐀From now on he'll remind you to come to him whenever youre in trouble, he'll ask you what youre gonna do if you get into any trouble every single time he says goodbye to you.

Michael

☘️ Michaels been keeping you secret because youre part of a much bigger secret... Your his love, but also his secret weapon against Tommy.

☘️ Because youre an heiress, from one of the wealthiest families in the country, and he knows that your family are a weapon to be yielded agakbst Tommy. But only if Tommy doesnt get to you first.

☘️ Michael thinks that if you get introduced to Tommy and the Shelbys, then Tommy will set his sights on you, he'll try to fuck his way into your good books and steal you right from under michaels nose

☘️ So michaels keeping you secret... Thats why youre never to come to Birmingham. Youre to wait for michaels visits when he comes down to london.

☘️ However its been far too long for your liking, several weeks since you last saw him... And even writing isnt enough, when you read his letters and he tells you he cant come to see you yet.. Hes busy... Tommy has work for him.. Well

☘️ You miss your man. But it also makes you want to visit this Tommy shelby and give him a piece of your mind.

☘️ So thats what you decide youre going to do... You travel to Birmigham and you head straight to the Shelby offices where you inform the secretary you have an important meeting with Mr Gray which cannot be delayed.

☘️ When michael sees you, hes in a state of shock, blinking at you in disbelief. Hes a little annoyed that youd break the rules like this, shaking his head as he stands warily. "No, fucking... No y/n you shouldnt be here what are you doing... Here?"

☘️ Youre a little irritated he isnt happy to see you and though youre about to snap back at him you don't... And you dont because you feel a chill behind you, someone else is in the doorway.

☘️ When you turn to see Tommy Shelby behind you, his hollow cheeks and sunken in eyes, you understand what people mean when they say he looks as cruel as the dead...

☘️ And so suddenly, all that hurt at Michaels apparent dissapointmen to see you, all that hurt is channelled into anger directed at Mr Shelby himself

☘️ You turn around and launch into a verbal attack, really giving him a pieve of your mind explaining just how awful you believe him to be for keeping your Michael busy.

☘️ Tommy just stands their, eyebrow raised, looking between you and michael a little perplexed.

☘️ He talks over you "Michael would you mind telling me who the fuck this girl is and what the fuck shes doing in my accounts office?"

☘️ "Don't you fuckin talk over me Tommy Shelby, I've heard all about you and i wont be intimidated by..."

☘️ Tommy would silence you by grabbing you by the face, your cheeks squished shut to stop your talking, his hand gripping your jaw tight.

☘️ "Alright sweetheart ive listened to your little speech eh, now you're going to listen to mine... Your michael is busy now yeah, hes got a meeting with me and ive important business to talk through with him, so why dont you fuck off back to finishing school now? Run along yeah..."

☘️ Youre glaring at Tommy but he has frightened you, hes an intimidating man especially when hes manhandling you the way he is just now.

☘️Theres a moment of silence before Michael cuts in, his voice stern. It might have taken him a second to find the voice to defend you but hes certain now.

☘️ "Tommy leave the girl alone..." when Tommy ignores him blatantly, he snaps "I said fucking let go of my girlfriend Tommy, fuckin listen to me when im talking, let her go..." he'd get right up in his cousins face, practically snatching you away from Tommy and putting an arm around you protectively.

☘️ He'd kiss your temple and tell you to wait outside but you wouldn't go, glaring at Tommy with tears in your eyes, real angry tears.

☘️ "Perhaps you ought to teach her some manners then Michael, or i might have to educate her myself..." you recognise the undertones in his voice and you feel rage and fear twist together inside you.

☘️Michaels nostrils flaring as he grips tommy by the collar, the two of them glaring, refusing to break eye contact with eachother.

☘️ When they finally do they shove eachother away from one another and Tommy leaves, slamming the door behind him, "shed better be fucking gone when i come back Michael... Fucking gone alright?"

☘️ Michaels definitely going to laugh at you a little "reckon no ones spoken to our tommy like that since he was three years old..." but hed also tell you to never tell do it again.

☘️ "hes unforgiving y/n... You need to promise me eh, never speak to him like that again..."

☘️ Youd end up being introduced to the whole family after that, with the hopes that a formal introduction would smooth things over. It would be icier than antarctica between you and tommy however. At least Michael would be safe in the knowledge of your loathing for Tommy... Youre not going to fall for his charms.

#peaky blinders imagines #bonnie gold x reader #tommy shelby x reader #arthur shelby x reader #john shelby x reader #peaky blinders headcanon #alfie solomons x reader #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders

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Blue=Sally Face/Sal

Pink=Lyra/Lizzy

White=Claire(interviewer)

Orange=Larry

Green=Travis

Red=Jake/Sal's cellmate I made up

Italicized=Past

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The Interview

[Exclusive Cut]

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You spoke with a great fondness about your friend, Ashley. I understand that you two were very close. You even considered her one of your best friends, along with Larry Johnson and Todd Morrison, is that true?

…Yes…

Have you seen this?

Claire shows Sal a newspaper. Part of one of the articles is circled in red ink: ‘Prosecutor will call Ashely Cambell to testify against The Sally Face Killer.’ A single tear from Sal falls on the paper. Sal crushes the paper.

Many people are curious, was there anything more between you and Ashley? A romantic relationship, perhaps?

No. Ash was just a close friend. I was interested in someone else…

And who would that be? Could you tell us about them?

Lyra Roxley…We always called her Lizzy.

Last I heard you haven’t mentioned anyone by that name in any police interviews.

She wasn’t around enough for it to matter.

Did she know about the supposed cult? Or about the ‘bologna incident’, as you referred to it?

…Yes. She knew. She knew everything. She left all that to Todd, Larry, Ash, and me, though. We would tell her about it, but she never actually tried investigating it herself.

Can you tell me more about her? When did you two meet? How did you meet? What was she like?

We met in junior year of high school…

“Fuck! I’m gonna be late!”

She was always breaking one rule or another. Whether it was speeding through the school halls on rollerblades or not following the dress code, she seemed to break every rule there was aside from blowing up the school within her first week. I think about the moment we met every day…

“Woah-shit!”

Travis had tripped her while she was rollerblading through the halls. She crashed right into me. I remember watching her flip off Travis before making sure I was alright. I didn’t hear anything she said at first, it was all a blur, and not because she had just crashed into me.

“Hellooo! Dude, you good?”

Her eyes were black, not a really dark brown, straight black. Her hair was unruly, had a mind of its own and moved however it wanted, even if she was sitting still. She had naturally blonde hair, but she dyed the back black and bleached the front. She always had two raccoon tails on either side of her fac-

I’m sorry, raccoon tails?

They weren’t real raccoon tails. She dyed lines of black into large sections of hair next to her face. She always called them raccoon tails and I picked up on the habit.

Ah, I see. Go on.

Right. She wore these big, round, wire-framed glasses that made her eyes look bigger than they should’ve, but in a cute way. She had a couple of piercings; a septum nose ring with spikes on it, a lip ring on each side of her bottom lip with spikes on them, and a double eyebrow piercing. She always had bags under her eyes, but her energy never matched them.

“Woah, dude. What happened here?”

“I couldn’t sleep so I turned my room into one big booby trap and now I can’t move… Wanna spend the next three hours trying to disarm it so I don’t blow up the apartments?”

She always dressed up for anything, even if she was just staying home. Her entire wardrobe was just black and red. Maybe a few denim jackets or vests, but they were mainly covered in patches she made or metal spikes she painted. All her pants were ripped and I don’t think I ever saw her in a shirt that didn’t have at least one hole in it. No matter what she wore, she always had this one light grey beanie on. For some reason, everyone in our little friend group wanted to steal it. No one ever could.

Larry peaked over the armrest of his couch, staring intently into the kitchen to make sure Lyra had her back turned before he executed the perfect plan. He signaled to Sally, who was waiting in his doorway for said signal, and the blue-haired boy immediately left the room, walking right to the kitchen.

“Hey, Lizzy?”

“Yeah, Sally Face?”

“Can you grab me a glass? Larry always puts them too high for me to reach to fuck with me.”

“Hehe, sure.”

As Lyra turned her back to reach into the cabinet and grab the glass, Sal signaled to Larry. Instantly, Larry leaped out from the behind the couch and raced over to Lyra, snatching the beanie off of her head…only for another one to be pinned to her hair underneath. She whipped around and faced Larry, pointing an accusing finger at him with a bright, ecstatic expression on her face.

“HA! I knew it! You can’t beat me Lar-Bar!”

Did you ever find out why she wore it?

…

Sal?

She was strong, too. Not physically. More like mentally. Some of the things she told me from her childhood…I still don’t understand how she survived it all. I can’t count the number of times she was beaten up by Travis and his gang. Yet, somehow, every time she just got back up and went on with her day. Larry always said she was a different person during the fights. I never believed him. Not until I witnessed one of the fights myself…

“Hey, freak! Why don’t you run on back to hell and leave us all alone!”

“Dude, I’m just standing here. Am I not allowed to just stand?”

“You got a problem, freak?”

“Yes, several. Would you like me to list off the mental ones or the physical ones first?”

“Lizzy, just leave it be. He won’t-”

“I got this, Sal. Don’t worry about me.”

“Hey! Are you even listening to me!?”

“Didn’t you just say you wanted me to leave you alone? Geeze, dude. Get your priorities straight.”

“Why, you-!”

Lyra wasn’t expecting the first hit, but that didn’t stop her from staying on her feet. Her hand slowly rose to her nose, feeling just beneath it as the blood began to flow. She pulled her hand away and started at the blood on her fingers. Then her eyes met Travis’ and a sinister smile grew on her chapped lips.

“You wanna dance, pretty boy? Let’s fuckin’ dance.”

So, you’re claiming she enjoyed the fights? That, perhaps, she sought them out on purpose?

She never sought them out on purpose, but if it seemed like one was about to start, she wouldn’t do anything to stop it. She definitely enjoyed them, though. She would smile and laugh like a maniac during them. At first, other people would laugh at her, too, mocking her. But the longer the fights went on, the more people realized that she wasn’t laughing to ease her nerves or act all confident. No, she was laughing because she liked it.

Liked what?

The pain. During the fights, she would lick the blood off her face, didn’t matter if it was her’s or the other person’s. She reveled in the fights. She didn’t even seem to notice there was ever a crowd. I’m pretty sure that from her perspective, it was just her and her opponent.

What did she do if someone else got into a fight?

Depends on who it was. If it was people she didn’t know or didn’t care for, she didn’t bother joining or even crowding around it like the other kids did. If it was one of her friends, like Ash, Todd, Larry, or me, she’d go batshit if she had to.

She was defensive of all of you?

Yes. Very.

Do you know why?

No. She always avoided the question when any of us asked. We tried telling her not to worry about us, that we can hold our own, but she always said-

“No…Not against this…”

-and we never knew what she meant. She was always quiet when she said it. It felt like the air around us dropped to freezing and like we were being suffocated. She always left shortly after those interactions, making up an excuse she knew we wouldn’t believe, but we knew better than to ask. The suffocating feeling and the cold would go away a few seconds after she left.

Can you tell me more about your relationship with her?

I guess. There’s not much to talk about. We became friends in junior year and remained friends for a few years. She had told me she loved me on the night of the…incident.

Lyra couldn’t stop biting her nails, picking away at the black polish. She had been video chatting with a friend from her old town when she told them about her years-long crush on Sal. They had convinced her to confess to him, and so she threw on her skates, kissed her dogs and cats goodbye, and started towards Addison Apartments. However, in her excitement to finally confess, she never thought about how she would confess. That resulted in her stalling for a long time, going so slow on her skates that the sun had fully set and the moon had taken over the sky. Still, before she knew it, she was on the sidewalk leading up to Addison Apartments. Sal was standing in the doorway, eyes wide and horrified as he stared at her, blood on his clothes and the weapon in hand.

Sal…?

You didn’t respond?

How could I? I didn’t have time to explain to her. The police were nearly there. She ran once she realized where the sirens were headed.

If all she said was your name, how do you know she was going to confess?

Um…she dropped a note when she ran. I had just enough time to look down at my feet where it had fallen and read it before I was arrested.

What did it say?

I don’t remember all of it, but I do remember one line. ‘I swear on my life and the River Styx, you are my Sun, and I am Icarus’.

Where is she now? Do you know?

…

Sal?

…

Mr. Fisher, can you answer the question? Where is sh-

She’s dead.

…

…Are we done here? I believe I have a trial to get to.

Yes. We are done here.

——————

So…

What, Jake?

How did it actually go down?

How did what actually go down?

That girl you talked about in the interview. How did she really confess.

How do you know about that?

They aired it after your trial. Todney convinced the guards to let us watch it. So, what really happened that night.

If you saw the interview, then why are you asking?

Because you lied.

…

Don’t try denying it. You said she wasn’t prepared to see you when she left, but she somehow had a love letter with her that she just so happened to drop at your feet even though she was at the very end of the sidewalk?

…

I doubt she’s dead, either. You hesitated before saying that, but not in a ‘I don’t want to face this again’ way. You hesitated in a ‘fuck, I need to think of a lie fast’ way. So tell me. What really happened that night?

…

Come on, Sally. We’re alone in our cell and I’ve got a life sentence. No guards, no cameras, no one to spill this to the news. So tell me. What happened?

…She didn’t confess to me that night. She knew what I was going to do and was trying to stop me in time. She was going to do it herself but she was too late. She tried to stay with me, but I wouldn’t let her stay. I told her to run. To leave me and never look back. That’s when she hugged me and said the Icarus thing.

So you guys already knew you liked each other before then? Were you like, partners in crime or something?

Heh, funny you say that. We used to have this thing we’d say all the time, just us. One of us would say-

“Partners in crime-”

And then the other would say-

“And trouble til the end!”

That’s adorable. It makes me want to throw up. So, if she didn’t confess that night, when did she?

That’s a bit of a long story…

And we got nothing but time.

You won’t believe me.

Who has up to this point?

…It happened during the last week of our senior year of high school. It was her, Larry, and me all in Larry’s room. We were hanging out for a while, but we were all very tense about finals and having to study and what we were going to do after school was over, there was just a lot of stress and nowhere for it to go. Larry had tried stealing her beanie again…

“Come on, dude! We don’t care if your hair is all messed up, just let me see!”

We had all been drinking, especially Larry, so we were all a bit more on edge than we would have been otherwise, and I think that’s why things ended up the way they did…

“Larry, stop! You don’t do this shit to Sal!”

“This is just your hair! Why won’t you let anyone see!?”

“Larry, dude, chill ou-”

“No! Since the moment we met her she’s been hiding it from us! What if it’s something to do with that stupid cult? What if she’s got a mic under there or some shit!?”

“Larry! You can’t just accuse her of-”

“You can’t just defend her because you’re in love with her!”

“Larry!”

“I don’t care! I’m done with this cult shit! I’m done with all of it! I’m getting to the bottom of it and if that means outing Lizzy as a spy, then damnit I will!”

“Larry, wait-!”

“Dude, stop!”

Lyra wasn’t quick enough to dodge, and the next thing everyone knew, her beanie was in Larry’s hand. The lights flickered and the CD that had once been playing music began spewing static. Larry’s feet were glued to the floor as he looked around frantically. The small bit of sun peeking through the curtains was washed out by swirling dark figures. Sal began to panic and backed into a corner as the figures engulfed Lyra. Larry stared on in horror, immediately sobering up as he saw the shadowy figures swirl around her. It was only when one zipped past him toward her that he was knocked out of his shock and started frantically stumbling backward, tripping over an empty canvas and joining Sal in the corner. Just as fast as it had started, it ended. The lights flickered on, the shadows dispersed, and there was Lyra, all the same…almost. Shadows shifted and danced over her head and behind her. The ones over her eyes wrapped around her head and resembled bandages. The ones over her mouth formed an ‘X’. The ones over her ears looked like scribbles you may see in a notebook. The ones on her back looked like four sets of wings, two smaller sets under the biggest ones and the smallest set right above the big ones. There was also a long, whip-like tail that trailed from behind her.

Woah, woah, woah. I thought that demon dude was a guy. And you said there was only one of him!

There is. If you let me finish the story it’ll make sense. Hopefully.

Okay, okay, fine. Keep going with your little fairytale.

Everyone was frozen in place, all out of fear. Lyra knew this was bound to happen, she just hoped it never would.

“L…Lizzy?”

She couldn’t say a word. So instead she jumped up from her spot on the floor and ran. Larry tried going after her, but when he left his room and saw a completely empty living room, and no doors left open that Lyra could have ran through, he started to panic.

“Fuck, man. This isn’t good. What do we do!? She just disappeared!”

“I-I don’t know! Where do you think she would’ve gone?”

“She always said Wendigo Lake calmed her down when she was stressed. Said she liked to swim there when it was nighttime.”

“It’s still light out, but it will be getting dark soon. You go check there and I’ll check the apartments. I doubt she left town.”

“Oh god, what have I done? Why couldn’t I have just left her alone!?”

“Worry about that later, Larry. We need to find her first and make sure she’s okay.”

“Right. Find her first…I hope that’s soon…”

We looked for her for hours, but couldn’t find her. We were so tired by the end of it that we just ended up crashing in Larry’s room together, hoping we’d find her the next day. Larry was out the moment his head hit the bed, but I couldn’t sleep. I was too worried about Lizzy. I needed to know where she went, if she was okay. I ended up going outside for a breath of fresh air. I was out there for maybe five minutes before I heard crying coming from the tree house Larry and I hung out in all the time. So I climbed up into it and…

“Lizzy?”

“Ah! S-Sally! I-I-fuck! You can’t see me like-I-I need to-”

“Don’t leave! …Please, don’t leave.”

“But…aren’t you mad? Don’t you want me to leave? I look like…him after all…”

“I don’t care about that right now. I just want to make sure you’re okay…”

“...”

“Lizzie?”

“I’m okay, Sally. Thank you.”

“Yeah, yeah, of course. Um, do you mind if I sit next to you?”

“It was your’s and Larry’s treehouse before I came along. Do whatever you like.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

“...”

“I’m sorry…For what happened earlier.”

“What?”

“You know, the flickering lights and the CD static?”

“Oh, that…”

“Yeah…that…”

“What was that?”

“...The beanie I wear has a sealing and protection combination rune embroidered on the inside of it. As long as I’m wearing it, it hides the…shadowy parts of me…That’s what happens when it’s taken off unexpectedly…”

“...”

“I know you want to ask me, Sal. It’s okay. You can ask.”

“Are…are you related to the Red Eyed Demon?”

“Yes.”

“...”

“I’m his daughter. I was conceived after he became the demon. The cult had offered him one of their women so he could have an heir. When I was born with no physical signs of being a demon, he abandoned me and killed my mother. He didn’t care what happened to me, so the cultists shoved me into the arms of another cultist, a man named Taylor. He became my adoptive father and left the cult not even a few months later. We were on the run most of my life, but we didn’t have a choice… He died a week before I moved here. He had made the beanie for me when I turned ten and started to develop the shadows. I only had to wear it in public. When we were alone, I could have it off as much as I wanted. He made sure that I wouldn’t be ashamed of the shadows, but he also made sure I understood where I inherited them from, and why I had to hide them…”

“So…Your father is…the Red Eyed Demon.”

“...”

“...It was amazing knowing you, Sally. I’ll miss you a lot.”

“W-what? What are you talking about, you’re leaving?”

“Huh? No. I just…you don’t want to be around me anymore, right? I’m directly related to the very thing you have been trying to take down since you moved here four years ago! There’s no way you’d want to be around me anymore! …right?”

“Lizzy, I love you. You obviously don’t want your father to take over the earth. If you did you would have killed me and Larry and Ash and Todd and anyone trying to stop him by now. I trust you, Lizzy. You’ve stayed with us and believed us since you met us. Do you know how liberating it was to finally have someone believe us without needing proof? Though, now I get why you didn’t need any proof…”

“You love me?”

“Uh…ah, yeah. I did say that, didn’t I?”

“...”

“I understand if you don’t like me back. I mean, who in their right mind would?”

“...”

“It’s not like I’m like Larry. Muscular, handsome, normal…”

“...”

“Say something, damnit.”

“I love you, too.”

“...”

“Can I kiss you?”

“...Yes.”

So, this demon dude you keep talking about, that you want to kill, not only has a daughter, but you fell in love with said daughter?

In my defense, I didn’t know she was his daughter until after I realized I loved her.

Still, dating the daughter of a demon you want to kill is probably the biggest ‘fuck you’ you could give to the universe.

Maybe, but all I cared about at the time was finishing school. The cult had kind of gone to the background of my mind for the time being.

Hm…Question.

Shoot.

Why are you suddenly so willing to talk about this chick when you haven’t mentioned her at all til the interview?

I was just sentenced to death row. I’ve got nothing to lose. No one but the people that were there for it believe me. I doubt anyone will believe this, even if you tell anyone.

You don’t know that.

Do you believe me?

…

Exactly.

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#sally face #not canon #sally face x oc #larry johnson #ashley campbell #short story #kinda unfinished???#i fucking love this game so much #sally face spoilers

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