#theshelbyclan

[amysteryspot]

Hi love, it’s been a while, so just dropping by to say ‘hi’ and sending you all the hugs! 😘😘

Hi babe. It’s been quite some time. Hope you’re doing well. Sending you a ton of hugs and kisses.

[twvstedsouls]

☆ put this star into the inbox of your favourite blogs. it’s time to spread positivity 😊

Thank you Thura, this means a lot, right back at you 😊 So glad you're back ❤️

[fangirlofdifferentfandoms]

think if the episode strategy had a prolonge with a Shelby sister

Bells and Smoke

Summary: The youngest Shelby has to be send away to a convent, but you have no intention of conforming to their rules, even if you’ll die in the process

(Gif by @harmon-jane-black​) A/N: Requested by anon: Could I request a Shelby sister where she is sent off to a boarding school and is getting badly bullied by teachers and pupils for being what they think is Birmingham poor scum. Maybe she comes home or gets visited and is losing her Birmingham accent and is a little thin and tired. V Polly and tommy nun scene vibes. Only if you aren’t busy ❣️ x This has gotten really long, but this request gave me SO many ideas! Warning for abuse and neglect though. And I hope you like it!

Words: 6020 *** You couldn’t remember how it had all happened. One minute everything seemed to be fine and the next, life as you knew it had ended. Maybe it was Tommy’s idea, to give you the opportunities the others never had. But he never cared much about his siblings’ education. Maybe it was Arthur’s idea, thinking you’d finally become too wild. But he was too busy fighting his own demons. Maybe it was Aunt Pol’s idea, making a woman of style and class out of you. But she’d never abandon you like this. 

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[weaponizedvirtue]

Thank you so much for all the love for my work, sweetheart 🥹🥹😘

It's my absolute pleasure. Thank you for trusting us enough to share it. 🥰

[multifandomwriter56]

☆ put this star into the inbox of your favourite blogs. it’s time to spread positivity. 😘😘

Thank you! Right back at you, love!

[zablife]

A Little Seasoning

Summary: Desperate to make a good first impression on your in-laws, you invite everyone to dinner. John proves to be less than helpful in the kitchen.

A/N: Requested by @brummiereader who provided the prompt "It's just a little seasoning."

Hovering above the open oven, you smiled at the pleasing aroma wafting toward you. The fresh herbs you'd picked this morning were a lovely addition to the dish you'd spent the day preparing and you couldn't help but squeal with delight. "It's perfect," you whispered to yourself, hoping it would impress your new in-laws.

Your excitement faded as an intrusive odor suddenly met your nostrils, competing with your exquisite meal. Craning your neck to find the source, your gaze landed on your husband.

John sat across the kitchen from you, an uncharacteristic scowl despite the fine cigar in his hand. He puffed away in pensive silence which told you everything you needed to know about his mood.

"Still sulking?" you joked with a giggle.

"Don't fancy the naughty step if that's what you're asking," he grumbled.

"It's your own fault, John Shelby!" you reminded him, waving a wooden spoon in his direction playfully.

"I said I would help and I did," he countered with boyish earnestness.

"How exactly was fucking me going to help prepare dinner?" you asked, trying not to think of the delicious way his hands rested over your breasts as you chopped vegetables or the way his hard length pressed against your backside as you stood at the sink.

"Thought you wanted the family to know you cooked with love?" he retorted, misquoting you in the most infuriatingly adorable way possible.

You huffed out a quiet sigh of pretend exasperation, crossing the room to take his hand in yours. "I just want them to love me as much as you do," you confessed, searching his deep blue eyes intently.

"How could they not?" he asked, leaning down to kiss you with the gentle reassurance you'd grown to crave. The embers flamed to a raging fire soon enough, John's large hand snaking around the back of your neck to hold you fast. It was then you realized you'd been caught between his long legs with no escape.

"Let me go!" you squealed in protest.

"Not until you pardon me!" he bargained.

"Fine! I pardon you," you said, knocking him on the shoulder with your wooden spoon.

"Finally!" he sighed with a dramatic roll of his eyes.

Accompanying you to the hob, he watched as you stirred a sauce prepared over an hour ago. It smelled so delicious he couldn't help but lean in to savor the scent. Unfortunately for you, his cigar came with him and with the cigar a large clump of ash. It landed directly in the center of the bubbling sauce, a hiss emitting from the liquid at the indignation.

You gasped in horror at what you'd just witnessed, wheeling around to study a sheepish looking John. "Wh-what have you done?" you whimpered.

John's eyes turned away from you shamefully, biting his lip as he offered, "It's just a little seasoning?"

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[rosie-posie1313]

Finn Shelby I 🚬

Visiting the Past By @fandoms-writings

Visiting the Past Part 2 By @fandoms-writings

Flustered By @fandoms-writings

Four By @littlestshelby

I’ll Never Leave You By @merakiaes

DATING FINN SHELBY WOULD INCLUDE: By @5sospenguinqueen 

Childhood Sweethearts By @theshelbyclan

Unexpected By @randomoutsiders

Masterlist By @theshelbyclan

Masterlist By @merakiaes

You’re Mad, Finn By @vintunnavaa

[11:23] By @peakyblinderswhore

Unexpected  By @randomoutsiders

In the rain By @midwinterfics

Happy Day Of Birth By @zodiyack

Baby-Talk By @zodiyack

Falling for you  By @champagneholland

‘A respectful boyfriend’ By @peakyswritings

“If we get caught I’m blaming you” By @nineteenninety-six

“Admit that you’re wrong!” By @sophieshelby

first date with finn shelby By @samtylersskirt

stranded  By @randomoutsiders

Come see me By @thousandfourhundreddays

One Night By @bonniebird

Far Away By @ijustwant2write

Fighter By @bonniebird

It’ll Break His Heart  By @beautifultypewriter

Boyfriend  By @rubysunnday

A Happy Mistake By @smcc212

5AM By @siriuslyshewrote

Slow-dancing  By @toadsmoss

Faint By @siriuslyshewrote

Everything Will Be Okay By @smallheathgangsters

Counting Stars By @maandags

Sunshine By @collecting-stories

story of another us. By @gintokily

Ask her out By @cedricssmile

I became a Shelby when I first met you By @cedricssmile

Runaways, Part 2 By @rubysunnday

Done By @siriuslyshewrote

Finn Shelby x Solomons!reader By @vampirestookmydoubts

the watchmaker By @maandags

the watchmaker pt 2 By @maandags

[aias-fxtns]

Recommended Authors (Part 1)

Show them some love and support💋. Reblog, comment, and heart their posts/stories. (Drop other creators/authors down below so I can read them)

Cillian Murphy/Tommy Shelby or anything Peaky Blinders:

@garrison-girl-08 @brummiereader @ithebookhoarder @strayrockette @calummss @writeroutoftime @sneakyblinders @peakyltd @peakyscillian @zablife @shelbydelrey @blinder-secrets @moral-terpitude @little-diable @peakyswritings @look-at-the-soul @raincoffeeandfandoms @runnning-outof-time @wonderlanddreamer @mayfieldss @theshelbyclan @toms-cherry-trees @pherelesytsia @zodiyack @cillmequick @tommyspeakycap @multifandomwriter56 @disasterofastory

Credits to the creator of the divider: @bernardsbendystraws

[call-sign-shark]

Heaven In Your Eyes || Masterlist

Pairing: Arthur Shelby x Reader!OC (Heaven Lavey Shelby)

Additional content/Info: CLICK HERE

Fic Summary: He meets her at church one dreary night, guided by her singing. Her name? Heaven Lavey. White ivory hair, fair porcelain skin, and petite shape, this almost ethereal creature is Arthur's strict opposite. Yet, all it took was one dive into her heavenly eyes for him to be convinced God has sent His sweetest angel to save his bastard soul. The two lovebirds, obsessed with each other, are determined to live their love no matter people's judgments and no matter the dangers of a Peaky Blinder's life. They are together through the best and through the worst.

But behind her holy appearance and sweet facade, Heaven Lavey is dangerous. With rumors of witchcraft and murder, her shady past weighs on her shoulders. And if she is a blessing for Arthur Shelby, she will soon prove to be a curse for those who dare to stand in her and her husband's way. Even Thomas Shelby himself.

She is Arthur’s Angel, but don't get fooled by her doe eyes: for the rest of us, she is the White Devil.

And by extend, you are too.

Why? Because Heaven Lavey… It’s you.

TW: Major character death, explicit sexual content, canonical violence, graphic description of violence, blasphemy, witch trials and burning of innocent women, dependent relationship (if Arthur and Heaven are happy in their relationship, they are obsessed and possessive, which leads to bursts of violence and deifying from Arthur. By no means I am claiming their relationship is healthy, but it is what works for them)

ACT I. SACRILEGE

♢ Ch. 1 || Heaven in Your Eyes

♢ Ch. 2 || Never Did, Never Dared

♢ Ch. 3 || Something Wicked This Way Comes 🔞

♢ Ch. 4 || Dead Bird at Witchin Hour

♢ Ch. 5 || The Hell in His Eyes

♢ Ch. 6 || The One They Should Have Burned

♢ Ch. 7 || Of Matches and Gasoline 🔞

♢ Ch. 8 || Tango on Broken Dreams

ACT II. CARNAGE

♢ Ch. 9 || For Whom the Bells Toll

♢ Ch. 10 || Closer to Heaven or Closer to Hell? 🔞

♢ Ch. 11 || When The Bridges Burn

♢ Ch. 12 || As They Always Did

♢ Ch. 13 || Cross My Heart and Hope to Die

♢ Ch. 14 || Pure As a Lamb 🔞

♢ Ch. 15 || Women Like Me in a Men's World

♢ Ch. 16 || Après Moi le Déluge

♢ Ch. 17 || Our Old Friend Death

♢ Ch. 18 || Il Diàvulu Biancu

♢ Ch. 19 || Empire of Lies

♢ Ch. 20 || The Fog of Silent Hills

ACT III.

♢ Ch. 21 ||

♢ Ch. 22 ||

♢ Ch. 23 ||

♢ Ch. 24 ||

♢ Ch. 25 ||

♢ Ch. 26 ||

♢ Ch. 27 ||

♢ Ch. 28 ||

♢ The series can be longer.

Some events from the show are taken and obviously reworked. Yet, except for a few quotes and scenes, everything else is imagined by the author.

Related works - in chronological order-

♢ From Blood We Will Grow

♢ To Bark and Bite

♢ Kaiser Meeting Cyril (requested)

♢ A Bone to Pick With It (requested)

♢ Perfect Lines

♢ Savage Daughter

♢ A Slice of Us (Modern!HYE)

♢ Love Ritual (@zablife's celebration)

♢ The Woods Whisper 1, 2 (Halloween Horror)

♢Little Lamb 1, 2, 3 (Yandere!AU)

Moodboards and other content

♢ Playlist

♢ Moodboard Aesthetic

♢ Moodboard Chapter 6

♢Heaven In your Eyes Act II trailer

♢ Moodboard Chapter 12

♢ Heaven in your Eyes chapter 16 trailer

Looking for more? Check out Heaven's masterlist I and II

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[mischievouslittlecreature]

emotionalcadaver ➡️ mischievouslittlecreature

Decided that it is finally time to switch things up a little on here and pick a new username. Tagging all my mutuals so that they know!

I'll be working on fixing all my links this evening, so please sit tight, I promise things will be up and running again soon!

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[amysteryspot]

Hey love, just wanted to check in and ask you how you’ve been? 😘😘

Hey there, babe. The time it took me to answer this says a bit about how I've been feeling. It's been a little hard for a couple of months, I'm changing meds again and that's kinda discouraging because I've been in treatment for almost two years and still haven't found a balance. On top of that I've been feeling really sad, in general. Right now things are starting to get back on track, and I really hope it stays that way. Thanks for checking in on me, that means a lot <3

[writeroutoftime]

3k/5 year blog anniversary celebration!!

Oh my goodness!! I can't believe I've been on this same blog for 5 whole years now - that is absolutely crazy!! Not only that, but there are 3,000 of you lovely people who have liked at least one of my stories and decided to stick around! From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much!! 💛🥰

(and just in case anyone was wondering, this is the first story I posted on this blog - lol 🙈)

more on that below, though.

In honor of both of these milestones, I wanted to put together a little celebration I'll be hosting over the next week! Something to say thank you for everyone who has supported me with likes, reblogs, comments, and lovely asks! Here's what we've got! And don’t worry, I’ll still be working on my requests!

(oh and here is my updated list of who I write for!)

✍️ - send me a character and a prompt(s) from this list and I'll write a fluffy or angsty drabble!

🌶️ - send me a character and a prompt(s) from this list and I'll try to write a smut drabble! (first time I'm doing this - so please go easy on me! and, of course, only 18+ please)

🥳 - shout out your favorite author or fic - this can be your own or someone else's! let's celebrate our wonderful community of writers!

✨ - ask me to share a snippet of one of my WIPs. I'll either share a few sentences or my overall vision for the story.

♠️ - let's play some games! fmk, would you rather, truth or truth, etc!

I'll be running this from today, 7/25 until next week, 7/30 - so send in as many asks as you would like! Can't wait to see what there is!!

Okay, now for my sappy post below! ⬇️

Again, it's crazy to me that it's been 5 years! I mean when I started this blog, I was about to start college and now I'm graduated and trying to start my professional career! I've been on tumblr longer than 5 years lol, but this is the longest I've held onto one blog! I know I'm not the most consistent poster, so it really means a lot that so many of you have stuck with me during this time!

I post my silly little stories as a way to have fun and practice my writing skills. I never thought that this many people would be excited about what I post! And I'm not just saying this, but every time you like, reblog, and comment - I am ecstatic!! I love being able to provide a sense of joy to people with my writing!

Anyway, if you made it here - thank you! 💕✨

And of course, I just want to tag a few of the lovely mutuals I've had along the way! Thank you all for being your wonderful selves!!

@zablife, @captainsophiestark, @sansaorgana, @runnning-outof-time, @ghostofskywalker

@zepskies, @theshelbyclan, @barbiegirlbaby - and so many more!!

[multifandomwriter56]

Oh, how I've missed Teddy!

Thura, the way you add Teddy into the series is so beautiful. I really feel like I'm watching the actual show. The first bit with John and Teddy was sad but endearing.

And both Tommy and Teddy going behind Polly's back haha... I love how mischievous they can be together.

Partners in Crime

Summary: Against Polly’s advice, Tommy decides the only way to deal with Teddy is to involve her in the business to some degree (part 10)

(gif by @retromafia​)

A/N: After the last fluffy chapter, I couldn’t really go back to Teddy being kept out of the loop forever. Besides, I think we all know that eventually Teddy will be the one who will take of the business XD Also, there’s a lot of tea in this chapter, maybe my cravings are becoming a bit too apparent… Either way, a lot is happening in the episode, so another tumultuous one. Let me know what you think! Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10 Words: 4168 ***

Every morning at 5 AM, the milk man did his rounds, even in Small Heath. Many people couldn’t afford it, but for those that could, he went passed the houses and delivered directly from the milk cans. Oftentimes, kids hung around him, trying to earn a penny by helping him carry the heavy cans. Sometimes, he indulged them. Even during the war, the milk round remained on of the few aspects of normal life that continued on. Teddy used to run after him ever since she’d learned of his existence, because in those years, when people had too much on their minds, no one noticed a five-year-old little girl. But Teddy wasn’t after a job for the day; she used to try and steal a bottle from the back of the cart, often succeeding as well. 

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[zablife]

Corrupt a Wish

To celebrate spooky season, I thought it would be amusing to play another round of "Corrupt a Wish." (Corrupt a Wish 2022 fics can be read here.) For those of you unfamiliar with this concept, you can find the rules below the cut:

‣Send me an ask for something you wish to do with a character. It can be anything from a mundane, daily task or a simple show of affection to a date night activity.

‣You can use these prompts if needed: cozy.

‣The twist is I turn it into something unexpected and a bit dark. *Please let me know in the ask if there are any triggers to avoid.*

‣Requests are open for all characters you find on my masterlist.

‣One request per person to keep my list manageable.

‣I hope to post them all by Oct. 31. Still working on these so expect to see them posted thru Nov.

‣I will stop taking requests on 25 Oct.

REQUESTS ARE NOW CLOSED: I will add finished fics to this post.

EDIT: I forgot to tag moots who might be interested so I'm adding you now. If you've already sent a request, just ignore this!

@justrainandcoffee, @evita-shelby, @runnning-outof-time, @peakyswritings, @cillmequick

@darklydeliciousdesires, @thomashelbyswife, @pacifymebby, @garrison-girl-08, @huntingingoodwill

@look-at-the-soul, @holacia3, @moral-terpitude, @dreamlandcreations, @noforkingclue

@emotionalcadaver, @mrsalwayswrite, @thegreatdragonfruta, @mara-and-its-the-same, @mayfieldss

@nerdy-novelist017, @xxanaduwrites, @brummiereader, @novashelby, @dandelionprints

@theshelbyclan, @amysteryspot

[itshoneywhatever]

Commiseration Tuesday

With AO3 temporarily down, lots of us are sad at not being able to read when we wanted to! With that in mind, I’m taking the opportunity to invite you guys to share a little something from a WIP to keep us going through the downtime! Preferably something we haven’t shared before, but whatever works for you!

I truly think this an incredible idea!! Thank you so much @ravens-words for tagging me on this!! 💞

Hangster Bodyguard AU (with ABO Dynamics)

“Hey, sorry to interrupt but—” he stops when he notices that besides his father and Kerner, there’s another man there. An alpha he recognizes. “What are you doing here?” Jake doesn’t give time to answer. “Oh my god, are you stalking me?”

“What? No. Of course not.”

“You two know each other?” Ron asks, looking between the two of them.

“Jake, explain yourself.” His father orders.

And that’s when Jake finally takes a moment to take in what's going on around the room: Kerner, their head of security, seems to have been interviewing someone; his father there presumably to meet this someone; his scheduled meeting with his father in regards to his own security.

“No.”

“No?” John repeats.

“He can’t be my bodyguard.”

“You’re the one I’m meant to protect?” The other alpha, Bradley if Jake remembers correctly, asks.

“Why can’t he?”

And here’s the thing, his father may be an alpha from the south but he and Jake have always had a good relationship, being able to talk about anything and everything. That’s why he doesn’t hesitate when he replies, “We slept together.”

Jake takes a special kind of satisfaction when he sees Bradley blush at his admission. His father, on the other hand, barely reacts; his eyes widening just the slightest bit.

“When was this?” John inquiries.

“My last business trip to LA.” It was exactly ten weeks ago, but Jake doesn’t want to seem desperate by saying that. It doesn’t matter, because his father knows the exact date he traveled to California to deal with a new business deal.

“Is he the reason why that trip was extended?” His father, not a man to beat around the bush, asks him with a knowing look and now it’s the omega’s turn to feel the heat rising to his cheeks.

“Maybe,” he answers.

His last business trip was meant to be a short one, three days if everything went okay and five days if the negotiations were dragged out. He met Bradley on his second night out and ended up staying for two weeks.

John looks at Bradley who squares his shoulders, trying to look strong yet at ease. And Jake has the feeling that maybe his father is picturing the younger alpha on a wedding suit and whether he’s worthy of being with his son.

Always the protector, his father is.

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here’s another sneak peek 🫣

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Tagging: @henswilsons @hangmanbradshaw @the-ace-with-spades @theshelbyclan @weeo and honestly anyone who sees this and wants to do it too! 💞

[multifandomwriter56]

Thura!! I've missed you!

Thank you so much for the lovely review. I'm excited to go through your masterlist and read what I missed. ❤️❤️

As It Was

A/N: Hello! I know I've been MIA for a long time. Life has been crazy and going back to college while having a full time job has taken a lot of my time. But I'm hoping to get back to writing on this blog. I've missed it and I have missed everyone so much. I make no promises but I'm going to try.

Summary: Arthur and Y/n have always been super close; but when the boys get back from the war, things have change.

Characters: Arthur Shelby, Tommy Shelby, Sister!Reader

Warnings: language, mentions Arthur's attempt at suicide

Word Count: 2,698

*gif is not mine*

The rumor about the men who came back from the war are not the same men that left; It’s true. No one came back the same after the war. Not a single soul.

But it wasn’t just the soldiers who changed. Those who were stuck at home, waiting for their loved ones to return. They changed too.

Y/n couldn’t pinpoint exactly when she changed. She just remembers one day realizing she’s not the little girl who loved to draw rainbows, horses, and flowers anymore. Or the little girl who taught Finn how to aim at a moving rat, even though their Aunt Polly despised them touching guns. Not even the little girl who would take walks with her favorite brother, Arthur.

Y/n would never say she has a favorite brother aloud, but she knows her family sees how close the oldest brother and youngest sister are. There may be eighteen years difference between them, but they would sometimes act like twins.

Y/n enjoys John’s company and loves his jokes. Finn, she will always protect and care for. Ada, well they clash on fashion and boys, but they would kill for one another. And Tommy, well, the two siblings have never been able to get along. Tommy had big dreams that didn’t include his baby sister. Greta wanted to change the world and wanted Tommy to help her. Y/n wanted Tommy to help take care of the family instead of spending all his time at the docks waiting for the young woman to show up.

Even at a young age, Y/n knew it would always be Tommy who would provide for the family; be their leader. She loves Arthur, but he’s more of a follower than a leader. Tommy has always had ideas and Y/n knew those ideas would help them rise in Small Heath.

So with the boys off fighting in the war, Y/n made sure to follow her brother’s orders on how to run the shop.

Polly was the only one Y/n would let stray from Tommy’s list.

“You’re ten years old, Y/n. You are not the boss and know nothing about bets.” Her aunt admonishes.

“I know enough, Polly. I have Tommy’s list and Arthur’s notes.”

“So now you’re an expert at running betting shops?”

“I wasn’t saying that.” The ten year mumbles.

“Then you’ll do your best to remember who is in charge of the business.”

Y/n knows when to stop when it comes to her aunt. “Yes, ma’am.”

Y/n will admit, she learnt a lot from her aunt; not just business, but women’s business.

But now that the war is over, Y/n’s noticed how more involved Tommy is; how he keeps adding to the business.

Arthur is less present when it comes to his baby sister. They don’t go on walks anymore.

The fourteen year old moved into Arthur’s home when they came back. She wanted away from her very controlling brother and closer to the brother she knows best.

Except now, it seems that she understands Tommy more than she does Arthur.

The war may have changed all of her brothers, but something broke in Arthur. His nightmares keep her up at night and the one time she tried to wake him up, he almost choked her to death.

After that, she would either lay in her bed, listening to his screams or she would get John if the screams lasted longer than ten minutes.

“You shouldn’t be at Arthur’s alone.” Tommy tells his sister as he lit a cigarette.

“I’m not alone. Arthur is there.”

“You know what I mean, Y/n. Arthur is struggling and you being around isn’t helping.”

Y/n scoffs. “Actually, I think I help Arthur more than you can ever imagine trying to help him. You just hate that I’m not under your roof and you can’t boss me around.”

Tommy points his lit cigarette at her, his eyebrows raised in warning. “You will do as you're told or I will turn you over my knee.”

Y/n once again scoffs. Tommy has never disciplined her, he wasn’t ever around to take her in hand. That dirty task was left to their aunt. “Not only am I fourteen years old, but you have never raised a hand to me. Why start now?”

“Don’t push me, Y/n.”

Yeah, he’s bluffing, Y/n thinks. She stands to her feet. “Yes sir, Sergeant Major. If that’s all, Sergeant, I would like to finish my studies. Wouldn’t want to show up to school without my work now would we?”

Tommy pinches the bridge of his nose, resisting the urge to keep arguing with his sister. He, instead, waves his hand in a dismissive gesture without even glancing up.

The day Y/n dreaded came. Arthur had tried to commit suicide by hanging himself after he fell for their father’s con. She had found him at their home, raging and destroying the room. She skillfully dodged his swings and shouted at him.

“Arthur! It’s me! It’s Y/n!” She ducks when he throws an ashtray at her head. “It’s Y/n, brother!”

“Y/n?”

The broken voice has Y/n on the verge of tears. “Yes.” She nods her head. “It’s Y/n. I’m here.” She makes her way to her brother as his knees buckle and he lands on the floor. She holds him close, his chin digging into her shoulder as he sobs.

Y/n doesn’t know how long they stay in this position but she loses feeling in her left shoulder and feet.

When Arthur finally is able to compose himself, he stands to his feet, rubbing a shaking hand through his hair.

“Arthur, what happened to your neck?”

The older man covers the deep bruise around his neck. “Nothing.”

Y/n starts to shake her head, the pieces falling together. “No, no. You wouldn’t. You wouldn’t leave me here.” She stops talking but her head is still moving side to side; not wanting to accept that her brother, her hero, tried to kill himself.

“Y/n, I’m sorry, I-”

“No!” She sharply cuts him off. “Don’t apologize. I just need a moment to process.” She sits in a chair that he hadn’t flipped yet. “I need to figure out what to do. I need- no you need some of Polly’s ointment, and a drink… yeah, yeah.” She stands to her feet, ignoring the concerned look coming from her brother. “Sit down, Arthur. I’ll pour you some whiskey and get some ointment to help with the bruising.

“Y/n, I don’t- fuck.” Arthur curses when she completely ignores him and heads for the kitchen.

Only a few minutes pass until Y/n comes back. She hands the glass of whiskey to him and starts applying the ointment.

Y/n stayed with her brother until he decided to go to bed. She heads up to her room. In the morning, she’ll tell Polly. Fuck knows what Tommy will say if he hears about this. She never knows if he will help Arthur or make it worse.

In the morning. Y/n told her aunt and she should have known her aunt would tell their fearless leader. So she wasn’t surprised to see him walk in as she hands Arthur a cup of tea.

The look Tommy sends her is clear.

She smiles softly at her eldest brother. “I will be up in my room if you need me.” She tells him, her invitation not extending to the other brother.

She heads upstairs but does not go into her room. She sits on the top step, listening as Tommy belittles their brother. She rolls her eyes. She should’ve known Tommy would never express real feelings.

“Just use a fucking gun, man.”

“Are you fucking serious?” Y/n shouts as she storms down the stairs. “That’s all you have? Next time, use a gun?”

“Leave it be, Y/n.”

Y/n glares at Arthur. “No, Arthur, I can’t just leave it be.” She turns her glare back at the brother she is upset with. “I know it’s hard for you to express feelings now, but I would rather you not say anything at all than talk to our brother that way. He deserves better.”

“Y/n, that’s enough.”

“Fuck off, Thomas!” She shouts as she steps in his space. “You only care about having Arthur around so he can beat and kill people who piss you off. That’s all that matters to the all powerful Tommy Shelby.”

The slap echoes throughout the whole house, each sibling frozen in their place.

Y/n holds a hand over her now stinging cheek, staring at the man who has never raised a hand to her. Her and Tommy may not get along but she never thought he would physically harm her. Never.

She turns to Arthur, wondering how he will react. To her surprise he’s staring at her in disappointment.

“You shouldn’t have spoken to Tommy like that, Y/n. You were out of line.”

“I was out of line?” She snaps. “What am I supposed to do, Arthur, eh? Am I supposed to stand at attention and wait for the sergeant to bark orders? Huh?”

“Enough.” He doesn’t shout, but his voice still booms, causing his baby sister to flinch, preparing for another blow.

The guilt had already come, but seeing her flinch made Tommy feel sick to his stomach. “Y/n, I-” He reaches out to comfort her but stops when she steps back.

“Don’t you fucking touch me. I hate you.” She looks at Arthur. “I hate you both.”

“Let her go, Arthur.” Tommy orders when the eldest Shelby stands to follow Y/n who ran out of the house.

***

For a month, Y/n stays with John and his kids; but as much as she loves her nieces and nephews, she refuses to stay there another night.

Lizzie Stark, who’s been helping her brother with the kids, tells her to go back home, to work it out with Arthur.

“And Tommy?” The fourteen year old asks the older woman.

Lizzie smirks. “Tell him to fuck off.”

Y/n smiles at that. She hopes her brother doesn’t wait too long to give Lizzie the ring he’s been hiding.

Knowing exactly where her brother will be, Y/n heads to the Garrison. Taking a deep breath, she knocks on the locked door.

“We’re closed.” Is the muffled response from the barmaid.

“It’s Y/n Shelby.” She knows that’s all she has to say for the doors to open. Grace has been kind to her since she’s started working at the pub, and Y/n appreciates that, but she doesn’t trust the barmaid. She’s not sure why, but she has a hard time believing this Irish woman just decided to move to Birmingham without a real reason.

When the door opens, she smiles politely at Grace before squeezing past her. She heads straight to the back room, knowing her eldest brother will be attempting to balance the books.

She comes to halt mere centimeters from the entrance, her heart racing. What if he really is on Tommy’s side? What if he thinks she really did deserve to be slapped? What if she’s completely lost the only person to ever love her for her?

“Gracie, is that you? You ready to help me with these numbers yet?”

Y/n laughs quietly through the breath she was holding. Who is she kidding? Arthur is one of the kindest, loving people she knows. How could he hate her… right?

“It’s me, Arthur.” She barely gets that short sentence out above a whisper.

“Y/n?”

She steps fully into the room, her arms behind her back. “Hi.”

Arthur just stares at his baby sister, the anger, the pain of not seeing her for days, and the guilt… the guilt that has literally eaten him alive, rises to the surface. His loyalty to his brother clouded his love for his sister and he will hate himself for the rest of his life.

Being a Shelby makes it hard for them to express their emotions through words. No matter the emotion, the words usually fail to spit out, but actions, they’ve never been a problem for a Shelby.

So instead of saying the words, “I’m sorry” Arthur jumps to his feet and pulls the young girl into his arms, holding as tight as he can.

And since Y/n is not only a Shelby but also able to read her brother like a book, Y/n returns the hug and her anger disappears.

“You’re coming back home, ain’t ya?”

Y/n smiles, glad she was right. “My bag is already back in my room.”

Arthur squeezes her one more time, dropping a wet kiss on top of her head before releasing her. “Good.”

Y/n goes to ask him about how he’s been but a familiar voice stops her.

“Arthur, Tommy told me to get you. Family meeting in ten.” Finn turns to his sister, hope in his eyes. “Are you back?”

Y/n had kept in touch with Finn, having him fill her in on everything that was happening while she was gone. Finn didn’t know much, but she was able to fill in the gaps on most of what he told her.

“Yes, I’m back.”

Finn smiles. “Good. Arthur’s been too emotional and Tommy’s about to shoot him if he hears him complain one more time about you not being at the family meetings.”

Y/n laughs at Finn’s blunt statement; laughing harder when Arthur spouts profanities as he takes off after the youngest Shelby. She follows the duo, figuring it’s time for her to show her faceto the rest of the family.

Her smile stays in place as they make their way to Watery Lane, listening to her brother banter back and forth about what to tell and what to keep to yourself. So far, Finn’s winning the argument.

She can feel her smile start to get smaller the closer they get to her old home; and the smile completely disappears when Arthur opens the door for her. She comes to a halt at the threshold of the betting shop, her eyes immediately on the Peaky Blinders leader.

She’s thankful he hasn’t noticed her yet, but that little comfort quickly disappears when her aunt tells him to shut up as she makes her way to her niece.

Y/n easily accepts the hug from her aunt, the woman who practically raised her, but winces when she gets a clip to her ear.

“A month is too damn long, girl.”

“I’m sorry.” She whispers as Polly releases her; a small smile appears when her aunt gently caresses her cheek.

Knowing she needs to face the elephant in the room, or more commonly known as Thomas Shelby, Y/n peels her eyes off her aunt and stares straight into her brother’s eyes, hoping he can’t see the fear in them.

Compared to the other family members, Tommy is a mute when it comes to emotions. The only time words and emotions are mixed together is when he’s angry. He doesn’t say “I love you”, “I need you”, or anything that is remotely tied to emotions.

That said, the man is a master at showing his emotions through actions. One look can tell you so much about the gang leader. You just have to know how to read them; and Y/n is a master at this skill. She’s almost as good as their aunt.

So when she sees the barely noticeable nod of approval, and watches as Tommy pulls out a chair; she knows she has been welcomed back by their fearless leader.

And after she sits, he gently kisses her cheek, the same cheek he hurt a month ago, and she knows he’s asking for forgiveness.

She grasps his hand before he can pull away, giving it one good squeeze, so he knows he’s been forgiven.

They will never have a relationship like her and Arthur, or like him and Ada; but they can coexist together in their family; and that’s enough for them both.

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