Day 3: Engraved in the Flesh || Finn Shelby x Reader
Requested by a lovely anon ๐ค
TW: Kinktober prompt- marked, canonical violence, violent sexual practice, spanking, marking kink, non-protected sex, allusion to anal
Words: 630.
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The family never suspected something to be wrong with the youngest of the tribe. After all, he had been lucky enough not to know the ugly truth of war nor the physical and emotional torment of hunger or poverty. If anything, Finn had grown up under Pollyโs loving wing. Even if he was accustomed with gangs violence, he never truly took part of it before his brothers deemed him old enough. Arthur, Tommy and John worked hard so that he would never had to take a bullet like they did. They wanted him to be a general, not a disposable and vulnerable soldier. When he started to hang out with the pastorโs daughter, his Aunt was delighted. All of Birmingham knew how kind and quiet Y/N was. Holy Saint among the sinners, the young woman often wandered in the gritty streets of Small Heath with a basket filled with food she usually distributed to the poorest souls. Y/N left a bright sunshine in her wake, all the darkness of the place caught in her long coal black hair. Rumors said that when she smiled, even the most wicked men couldnโt lay a finger on her, all blissed out by her beauty and her divine aura of peacefulness. The bruises on her delicate skin? She was just incredibly clumsy. That was what her father always told her! And when she wasnโt bumping or tripping, the heavy basket she carried marked the flesh of her forearms.
But when the night came and the devils danced under the pale moonlight, she disappeared through her window and ran away from home, swallowed by the dull forest nearby. Y/N hid in an old vargo that belonged to the Shelby family, guided by the weak string lights hanging at the door, and she impatiently waited for Finn Shelby to appear in the doorway with a bottle of whisky in one hand, and a red rose in the other. Then their sordid and obscene ritual started, always following the same order: He slipped the flower in her hair, its crimson and velvety petals enhancing her beauty and suiting the color of the lipstick she had stolen from her mother. Then, they made the temperature rise, hands roaming on flesh clothes flying across the vardo. Only when the bottle of whisky was empty and their arousal reaching its limits, he assaulted her tight cunt with violent and rapid thrusts. A glistening and fragile pussy that only knew his cock. No one elseโs. The way her warmth and wetness wrapped him sent his soul to heaven, making his lashes flutter. He was supposed to be a nice boy. She was supposed to be a holy and virginal girl.
So why? Why were they fucking like animals each night in the woods, filling the air with moans, flesh snapping sound and sweat? Why did he bend her over and spank her with his suitโs belt โ and why did she enjoy it, her love juice trailing down her thighs more and more at each new beating? Finn grunted in her mouth when he came, painting her walls white and keeping her full til the morning. That was how Y/N liked him: engraved in her flesh, and dripping from her sore holes.
โTsss, be more careful Y/N. Youโre black and blue.โ Her father scolded her, eyes rolling with annoyance at his daughterโs carelessness that revealed itself through her purplish bruises on her legs, thighs and neck. Little he knew that all her skin had been painted blue, immaculate flesh turned into a masterpiece by the brush of a mad artist. Y/N was both the canva and the muse, letting Finn Shelby turned her into what their love had always been: nothing gentle but the embodiment of Sin.
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| Innocent Enemy |
Finn Shelby X Oswald Mosleys daughter!Reader
( WARNING: 18+ content, Raw sex, loss of virginity, breeding kink, enemies to lovers, innocent! Reader, mean! Finn, exhibition kink, cream-pie, getting caught, superiority complex, barely a hint of Michael Gray, etc. )
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Finn only hated the girl because he was told to. She was barely younger than him, only by a couple of months, but she was Oswald Mosleys daughter. So, she was not exactly an enemy in public. She was more of a foe, especially when she was catching on to Tommy Shelbyโs plan.
But despite his hate for her, he grew jealous as he watched his cousin, Michael Gray, trap her in a corner with a smirk on his face. He curled a piece of her hair around his finger, blowing his cigarette smoke above her head.
She wasnโt exactly uncomfortable, because Michael Gray was undeniably good looking. But there was two problems. One, he was married. And two? Well, Y/n hated to admit itโฆbut she was sweet on Finn Shelby, the youngest Shelby brother. Her favorite. Even if he acted like he hated her.
But where did it all start? Wellโ
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Finn had come into his brothers house late, drunk. Not noticing that Tommy was currently in a tense meeting with Sir Oswald Mosley.
Fortunately, he didnโt bother them at all. Onlyโ Mosleyโs teenage daughter. Who was sitting on the couch, one leg propped up on the couch, her knee pressed against her chest. Her heels long gone to wherever she had kicked them.
Finn stood in the doorway, leaning on it as he stared at her in silence. Her head was laid onto the head of the choice, making Finn want to walk up and wrap his hand around her thin throat.
Y/n was extremely tired, she had been waiting almost an hour for her dear father to end the meeting. She only came because she believed it would be quick, as all of his other meetings with the Shelbyโs typically were.
Now, this particular occurrence was before the attempted assassination on Sir Mosley.
โTired?โ Finn spoke up with a smirk, sticking his hands in his pockets. Y/n slowly looked forward, taking her head off of the couch. She simply stared at him, her hair slightly falling into her tired, pouty face. โIt ainโt safe to fall asleep hereโฆyโnever know what someone may do to someone like you.โ Finn spoke mischievously.
Y/n sighed tiredly, rubbing her face gently. She dropped her leg back down onto the couch, her legs parting, โSomeone like me? Is that supposed to be an insult, Mr. Shelby?โ She mumbled, her eyes closed as she dropped her head back onto the couch. โI do believe I am quite the good girl. My Daddy says so many times per day.โ She hummed with her eyes remaining closed.
This particular act had shown Finn that she was not afraid of him, which made him angry. He clenched his jaw and began making quick but quiet strides over to her. Why do his brothers get to have all of the fun? He thought.
Y/n had yet to notice him, only opening her eyes out of shock when he forced his knee in between her thighs. โHey!โ,โ She began, almost catching the attention of her father who was just in the other room.
But Finn lunged forward, too drunk for his own good as he gently but firmly gripped her jaw and tilting her head upward to stare into his darkened eyes. โYer cuteโฆacting as if you arenโt afraid of me.โ Finn laughed bitterly.
She pouted, โIโm not.โ She replied with no hesitation.
Finn breathed outward deeply from his nose, โI could shoot you right now, I could do anything I see fit to you. Youโre just a small, littleโฆspoiled posh girl.โ
Y/n brought her smaller hand up to hold softly onto Finns wrist, โSo are you. Weโre the same.โ She whispered sweetly. โWe are both children of God, are we not?โ She spoke so innocently, making Finn bite his lip and loll his neck.
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And that was their first impressions on each other.
Now, they were once again at Tommyโs house. Michael only being there for the meeting with Tommy, Arthur, and Oswald Mosley.
Oswald had picked Y/n up from her Catholic private school just fifteen minutes before their arrival. Her uniform had long dried by then but her hair was still damp and lying in her face.
Making her more attractive as she stared nervously up at Michael through her eyelashes. Michael glanced over his shoulder and sent Finn a smirk, causing the younger boy to come storming over.
Michael at least expected for his cousin to say something, but Finn only slid his hand through the small gap in between their bodies and grabbed Y/nโs wrist.
Y/n made no attempt to pull away from Finn, simply letting him drag her down the halls and up the stairs of Tommyโs manor. She didnโt even question him as he pulled her into a bedroom, but not just any bedroom. Tommyโs bedroom.
Finn didnโt bother to lock the door, dragging her toward the bed and giving her a gentle shove. She fell on her butt, onto the edge of the bed. She stared at up Finn blankly, her hands conveniently placed perfectly in her lap.
Meanwhile, Finn knew nothing of Personal space, standing so, very close to Y/n. So close that his crotch was almost in her face, but if the seemingly innocent girl had noticed, she sure hadnโt made any indication that she did.
โYes, Finn?โ Her voice came out so softly that Finn couldnโt resist the urge to pick her up and toss her higher onto the bed.
She yelped in surprise as he did just that, Finn crawling toward her. Subconsciously, she spread her legs for him, making him smirk. โMmโฆAlready so obedient, eh?โ He teased, placing his hands on her knees.
Y/n remained silent, staring up at him with doe eyes as he slowly slid his hands down the soft skin of her legs until he reached her ankles.
Finn placed his legs on her own, keeping her pinned down onto the bed by her lower half. Finn took it upon himself to grab the hem of her dark, plaid school skirt and slide it up her legs. Revealing a short, ruffly under skirt, matching with white garters that had a bow on the back of each.
Finn groaned, โYou wear this to school?โ He wondered, leaning down and rubbing his nose softly against the sensitive skin of her neck.
Y/n shivered slightly, nodding with a pout, โDaddy bought a whole set of โem for me.โ She mumbled, embarrassed.
โCourseโ he did.โ Finn chuckled in response. โI hate to say it butโ itโs time to take them off for the day.โ He spoke huskily, his fingers working to unbuckle the garters.
Once he had successfully done so, he ever so slowly rolled each sheer sock like tights down her legs. Throwing each across the room before moving his hands up to the hem of her skirt. He held in a laugh when he realized the zipper was on the back.
He gave her no warning, lifting his body weight off of her before speedily flipping her onto her stomach. He stood on his knees, quickly unzipping her skirt and pulling it down her butt, along with her cotton panties.
โFuck, can already see how soaking you are, Love.โ Finn licked his lips, placing one hand on the small of her back, slipping his hand into her light pinkish white blouse.
โFinny?โ Y/n breathed out, resting her cheek on her crossed arms. Finn only hummed in response, moving to flip her over for the last time in order to unbutton her thin blouse. โI am a virgin.โ
Finn looked into her eyes, leaning down to kiss her lips softly. โIโve known.โ He informed her lowly as he unbuttoned each button leisurely. His free hand running through her now dry, soft hair.
Once the two teens were fully undressed, lying together as if they were a puzzle, Finn promised himself that he would make Y/n cry. If she had yet to be afraid of him, then heโd use his power in this situation to make her cry and beg. That way, he could imagine that she was practically terrified of him.
โSo much for being Daddyโs good little girl, right? Now? Youโre my little girl.โ Finn whispered contently as he sucked and licked her neck. Y/n let out a moan as Finn grabbed his cock, rubbing his tip in between her sticky, virgin folds. โIโve never โad a virgin.โ Finn mumbled against her swollen and bitten lips. โSโgonna hurt.โ
But he gave her no time to process this, very slowly pushing in, inch by inch. A sly grin was plastered on his face as she began whimpering in pain, her eyes tearing up. โFinn, it hurts.โ She began to cry, leaning up off of the mattress, sliding her arms around his neck.
โI told you it would, Silly girl.โ He teased quietly, his eyes slightly rolling back as he bottomed out. โFuck.โ He tried his damndest to stay in place, but as Y/n wriggled below him, he wanted so badly to slam into her repeatedly.
Y/n gasped, โMove, move. Please, Finn.โ She spoke desperately all of a sudden, catching Finn off guard.
Finn didnโt need to be told twice, slowly pulling out, looking down to be met with his blood coated cock. He gripped the fat of her hips as he thrusted into her tight, hot walls. โYouโre so tight. But so dirty, letting Daddy fuck you in a gangsters bed.โ Finn chuckled, Y/n crying out and trying her best to pull him closer to her.
โMโsorryโ justโฆplease? Please go faster?โ She begged hopelessly, her hand moving up to his hair.
Finn did just that, his hips slamming into hers. If anyone were to stand outside of the room, theyโd hear the mutual moans and cries from both parties, along with the wet squelching and slapping of skin.
It was so lewd. So nasty. So risky. How could she lose her cherished virginity to a Peaky Blinder Gypsy and let her maidenhead blood bleed out onto the white sheets of the bossโ bed.
Y/n knew it was a sin, but she couldnโt help it. It felt too good as Finn slammed into her. Finn let out a louder, deeper moan, still thrusting in but slightly slower now as his hands flew down to Y/nโs plush thighs. He gripped them, practically throwing her legs around his waist.
Due to the lack of stability, Y/nโs body was sliding up and down the bed.
โFeels sโgood!โ Y/n cried out, accompanied by Finns even louder and careless moans. Neither seemed to realize that everyone in the house could hear them from all the way upstairs.
โYeah?โ Finn softly spoke. โItโd feel even better if I came deep, deep into your little tummy. Filling you with Shelby babies? Gypsy babies. Would you like that?โ Finn cooed, sliding his hand under her body. His hand splayed out on the middle of her back, pulling her upward so that they could be chest to chest as the two grew closer and closer.
โYes, yes.โ Y/n nodded blissfully, not even understanding what was going on. โFill me, Finny.โ
โOh, I will. Then when you swell up with my baby, youโll have to marry me. No matter what happens.โ Finn grinned widely, cutting himself off with an unexpected groan as Y/n clenched on him. โSheโs practically sucking me in, Love. Just asking to be fed.โ
As they neared, so did Mosley and Tommy. Curious as to where the yells and cries were coming from.
Y/n wrapped her arms tightly around Finns neck as he slowed his pace. He slowly pushed in and out of her, one arm wrapped around her back, his other free hand cradling her head in order to keep in the crook of his neck.
โI can feel how close you are, just let it go. Then I will too, and youโll be full to the brim with my babies.โ Finn whispered, placing endless kisses to the side of her head, rubbing the back of her head with his thumb.
Y/n nodded, her jaw slack as she rested her almost limp head on Finnโs.
Finn sped up in his last few seconds worth of thrusts. And just as both teens felt their climax come flying forward, the bedroom door flew open. For Mosley had thought that someone was hurting his sweet little girl, judging by the cries that were heard from just outside the door.
But as him and Tommy stopped midway through the room, their eyes landed on Finn and Y/n. Bare naked, not even bothering to cover up with the sheets as they fucked.
The two noticed the older men immediately, and despite their embarrassment, Finn couldnโt seem to stop his hips from moving. Riding out their highs as tears flowed down Y/nโs cheeks. Finn focusing on pushing his cum deep into her womb.
โWellโฆit seems as if we may need to arrange a ceremony?โ Mosley began with a smirk as the teens settled down. Tommy glared at Mosley for a short second, making the man shrug. โWhat? I canโt let people think my daughterโs innocence was taken before her wedding night.โ Mosley snickered happily.
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Closer Than You Think
Warnings: smut
Iโm back from the dead x
Myself and Finn had a strange relationship. Iโm a close friend to the Shelby family. My Father passed away during the war and ever since my Mother has only come home to sort herself out and then disappear again to do God knows what.
I found comfort in my neighbours. Especially Polly Gray. She taught me about her spiritual ways when I was most down and introduced me to the three eldest of the Shelby boys when they came home from the war.
Iโd say Finn and I have always been friends but now Iโm involved in the Shelby business as Tommyโs secretary, we bypass each other with a simple โHiโ and carry on.
Iโll admit, Iโve always had an infatuation with Finn. As he grew older and basically grew into his Peaky hat, he could command a room with just his eyes.
Even though Iโm usually Tommyโs secretary, today Iโm acting as Finnโs as Tommy says he could use a hand organising the mounds of documents in his office.
He was currently reading through a pile of papers Iโd asked him to sort through to see if they were rubbish or not. โWhat are you doing for lunch?โ He spoke into the quiet room. Stood near the window wiping the dust off a cabinet I had cleared I replied, โIโm not sure, might just see what Pollyโs doingโ. He hummed to himself as I asked him what he was doing for lunch. โIโve got a whore on the way, she shouldnโt be longโ he replied bluntly.
I rolled my eyes trying to think of any reason this man would need to pay for sex. I donโt think he realises half of Small Heath are drooling over him, including myself. I was preparing to excuse myself as I didnโt want to be in the room when she arrived. Movement outside the window caught my eye. โIs your whore Chinese?โ I asked. โI think so, why?โ He got up and walked to the window. โSheโs just put a knife in her pocket, this is why you shouldnโt pay for random girls to service youโ, I stared at him.
He rubbed his nose, โoh yeah and where exactly am I meant to find better?โ He was staring down at me. โCloser than you thinkโ, I toyed with him. He walked towards the door, thinking Iโd done something wrong I carried on sorting my things to leave for lunch. I heard Finn open the door and shout down the hall to Isiah, โsend that whore away will youโ. Isiah shouted back confirmation of some sort.
Finn walked back over to me and pulled me into a kiss. My hands went straight to his chest as the kiss continued. He walked us back to the wall behind us. โYou shouldโve said something soonerโ he said to me. We stared at each other, โwhat do you mean?โ I questioned as I caught my breath. โIโve been wasting my money on random girls when I couldโve been treating you like a queenโ he replied.
He pulled me into another kiss as he picked me up and walked us over to his desk. He moved things out of the way, making it obvious that he was trying to keep things organised as to not reverse all the work I did in the morning. I giggled as he pulled me to sit on his desk. โCorrect me if Iโm wrong but youโve never?โ He left his question open ended. I blushed as I hid my face in his shoulder, โnobody seemed worth itโ, I replied. You could tell his ego was soaking in the fact that that meant that he was worth it.
I wore a dress that hugged my waist and fell down to my knees. As he pulled me into another kiss, his hands ran from my waist and down my thighs. He began to push my skirt up to my waist, he made eye contact with me as I nodded for him to carry on. I felt his fingers brush against the cotton of my underwear, letting out a whine as the ache left me wanting more.
I felt his fingers push my underwear to the side as his hand cupped behind my knee to pull my leg up round his waist. His fingers brushed my clit as he pulled me into another kiss, being in complete control of the current moment. He pulled away from the kiss, our foreheads still touching โyouโre unrealโ he whispered. I let out a moan, pushing myself closer to his hand.
He abruptly pulled his hand away, pulling a whine from my mouth. โBe patientโ, he toyed with me. His hands began to pull the zipper down at the back of my dress. As I pulled the dress off my shoulders, my hands then began to unbutton his shirt. His jacket discarded early this morning. My hands slid down his chest beginning to unbuckle his belt. He pushes my hands away, โIโm not done with you yetโ, he smirks.
He lifts me up to pull the dress from my waist, shoes discarded at the same time. He places his hand on my stomach and pushes me to lie back on the desk. He bends to kiss my stomach as my fingers tangle in his hair. His fingers reach to pull my underwear down and then undo my bra. He looks down at me as I look up at him, both admiring what we see.
He sits in the chair infront of his desk and leans forward so his tongue can work its way over my clit. My hands fly back to his hair as I moan and curve my back away from the desk. He flicks his tongue back and forth as I feel the pressure building in my stomach. I feel his fingers brush up my leg to join his tongue as he pushes one finger inside of me. I could cry at how good it feels. I moan his name as I pull on his hair.
He pulls away from my clit and kisses my thigh as he pushes two fingers in me. I could feel the pain but the pleasure took over. My hand reached behind my head as I held onto the edge of the desk. I moaned out into the room as Finn watched his fingers push in and out. I needed to feel more so my hand wanders down and starts to play with my clit. โFucking hellโ I hear him whisper.
I make eye contact with him as he begins to lean over and pull me into a heated kiss. One hand holds the back of his head as the other scratches at his shoulder. His thumb plays with my clit as his fingers pick up the pace. Pushing me over the edge as I start to convulse on the desk in front of him. I let out a string of curse words whilst moaning his name. He continues kissing me as my high comes and goes.
He circles my clit slowly, watching me react as he stares into my eyes. He kisses my cheek, my shoulder, my neck. โCome on, lunch was over 15 minutes ago.โ He whispers in my ear. I roll my eyes at him as I tried to get myself ready again. He helps me where he can and I go back to my temporary desk in the corner of his room.
We sorted a few more papers out before Tommy and Arthur were bursting through the door telling us a man had sent a whore to kill Finn. We both laugh and explain heโs fine. Tommy looks at both of us, โI left you two alone for less than 24 hours and this is what you doโ. He walks out with Arthur.
Part 2 anyone?
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Friend: You're unhinged
Me: No, I'm not. I'm just saying it would be hot as fuck to let each of the Shelby brothers + Micheal to have their way with me
Friend: ......
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Donโt You Think Itโs Time? โ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฃ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฎ ๐ญ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ง (๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐๐)
PART ONEย โ
It had already been a couple of weeks since the night of the encounter. Y/N didnโt let the incident stop her from going to work and seeing her patients. As she rode through the streets of Small Heath, she would often catch glimpses of Finn Shelby. Whether it was outside The Garrison or anywhere else where he seemed to of been running errands.
Whenever the pair would lock eyes, itโs almost as if time stood still.
Y/N would blush, and Finn would feel his heart pick up itโs pace just from the mere sight of her. She was driving him crazy. They would smile at one another or perhaps even wave. However, no words were ever said due to the fact that both of them were busy whenever their paths would cross.
On this particular day, something was different. It was another early start for Y/N, though she didnโt mind. As much as she loved her job, she couldnโt deny how excited she was to have the weekend off.
Finn had woken up that morning with that same feeling in his chest heโd get whenever he would see her. He hasnโt been able to think of anyone else apart from her since that night. She was all he could seem to think about. It didnโt help that the vision of her would visit him in his dreams, almost every night.
He couldnโt go on another day. The thought of her this time simply wasnโt enough. He wanted to see her before he really did go crazy.
The youngest Shelby sat up against the headboard of his bed, slowly rubbing his hands over his tired face. Flicking open his pocket watch, it read to be 11:37am. Usually he would be up much earlier than this, but fortunately for him; his weekend had started early.
Tommy was away on business in London and Arthur had everything covered in his absence. With the amount of jobs his brothers have had him doing these past couple of weeks, Finn wasnโt going to turn down the opportunity of having a weekend off.
To do whatever he wanted. With a particular someone. ย
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The day went by fairly quickly for Y/N. It was around 4:00 in the afternoon, which meant her weekend had finally started. She didnโt have any plans, but she didnโt seem to mind. After a busy day, there was nothing else that excited her more.
Thatโs what she thought, until she caught a glimpse of Finn Shelby. Suddenly, there was nothing else more exciting than seeing the man she had been longing for since he had walked her home only weeks ago.
He was in his typical Peaky Blinder attire. He was wearing a dark grey suit with a typical white dress shirt and a matching vest underneath. He wore a blue tie, having a diamond pattern on it. Y/N liked it, she thought it suited him.
He wore the signature cap with pride, and she noticed a cigarette between his fingers as he leaned against the wall. He looked confident this way, and it made her nervous. But in the best way possible.
As she began getting closer to the bike shed, he noticed her out of the corner of his eye. His head turned, as he was met with the girl he hadnโt managed to stop thinking about since he had first laid eyes on her.
She was already smiling, which lit up her whole face. Her eyes were bright, and Finn knew it was going to be a challenge to not stare into them and make himself weak in the knees. He took one last drag of his cigarette before tossing it on the ground an making his way over to her.
Y/N put her bike away, grabbing her nursing bag before turning to face him.
โWell if it isnโt Finn Shelby!โ She said, her heart going a million miles an hour due to the fact that she was finally standing across from him.
Finn gave a cheeky smile in response, taking his cap off as he stopped in his tracks, โHi love.โ
Love, he was using pet names now. If he kept going she wasnโt sure how she would be able to cope.
โHow you doing?โ he followed up, running a hand through his hair and looking down at her.
โIโm good, yeah,โ She nodded her head, โJust been keeping myself busy.โ
Finn tilted his head to the side slightly, โI know the feeling.โ
Her gaze narrowed slightly, in a humorous sort of way, โNot that Iโm complaining, but what are you doing here?โ
Her words caused him to look at the ground for a second before glancing back into her eyes, those beautiful eyes.
โWell,โ Finn started, a wave a nerves suddenly washing over him.
A few seconds went by, the two of them just staring into each otherโs eyes as if everyone in the whole world had stopped existing for a short moment and they were the only ones left.
Finn broke the silence, โFancy getting out of Small Heath for a bit?โ
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The pair were now in the car. Finn in the driverโs seat with Y/N next to him. As they drove out of Small Heath, watching brick buildings being replaced with green fields, itโs like they could feel all their worries disappearing away.ย
Y/N had changed into a dress before they left and had taken her hair out, letting it fall free over her shoulders and back.ย
She was leaning against the window on the passenger side of the car, looking out of her surroundings. While she was admiring the landscape, Finn couldnโt seem to stop admiring her. She looked so comfortable and it was invigorating for Finn to see her this way.ย
He couldnโt help but steal glances between her and the road ahead of him. He loved hearing her comment about how lovely the land looked, or how she would smile at him, or even how her hair would be picked up by the wind coming through the window.ย
He was growing rather fond of this girl, even more so with every minute that passed while they were together.ย
The pair of them were beyond glad that they were finally spending some time alone together, on happier circumstances this time. She knew she had nothing to worry about while she was with him.ย
Y/N had this overwhelming feeling of adoration and proximity, he made her feel alive.
โWhere exactly did you say weโre going again?โ She giggled, the sound making him grin from ear to ear.
โI didnโt,โ he joked,ย โBut weโre nearly there.โ
She shook her head at him with a smile, leaning back into the seat.
Finn wasnโt sure what came over him as he took one hand off the steering wheel, reaching out for her own. Y/N placed her hand into his, loving how it felt so familiar.
She took notice of his family ring that he wore on his index finger. It was a gold ring with a black gemstone, which glimmered in the light.
He squeezed her hand, taking his eyes off the road momentarily to glance at her,ย โDo you trust me?โ
โYes,โ she beamed,ย โI trust you Finn Shelby.โ
That was all he wanted to hear in that moment. His heart fell back into itโs normal rhythm, feeling reassured in the fact that she still felt safe with him.ย
Without a second thought, Finn lifted her hand to to his face. His eyes were still watching the road as he placed a kiss to the back of her hand, his lips lingering for a few seconds.ย
Y/N was in awe of him, wanting to commit this exact moment in her memory forever.
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It was only about 15 minutes before Finn pulled the car over near a bridge.
He turned the car off and faced her,ย โWeโre walking from here, itโs not far. Is that okay?โ
Y/N nodded, opening the car door,ย โThatโs fine!โ
The two of them jumped out of the car. It felt good to stand up after being sat down in the car for at least an hour and a half. As Y/N was waiting for Finn to walk around to her side of the car, she closed her eyes momentarily.ย
The air around them was pleasantly warm. The sun was low in the sky, meaning the sunset shouldnโt be too far away.
Finn stood beside her, looking down at her with a smile,ย โYou ready?โ
Y/N nodded, taking his hand as he reached out for herโs once again.ย
Finn led the way down a concrete path, surrounded by trees. The pair chatted comfortably as they walked for a few minutes.ย
โNot long now,โ Finn reassured her as they kept walking. She noticed the path had started to end and they were now walking on grass, down a small hill. She held onto Finnโs hand tightly, not wanting to trip and embarrass herself.ย
Y/N could start to hear the sound of flowing water getting increasing louder as they kept walking through the trees. Finn soon halted as she stood beside him, swinging their arms slightly to which their hands were still linked.ย
โWow,โ Y/N exclaimed, taking in her surroundings.ย
In front of them was a large bed of crystal clear water, in a clearing surrounded by trees where the sun was starting to cut through. There was a small waterfall at the very top. The soft sound of running water was like music to her ears.ย ย
The sun was visible behind the trees as it was slowly setting.ย
She dropped Finnโs hand, making her way over to the edge of the water. She knelt down on the soft grass, running the tips of her fingers through the water.ย
โWhat do you think?โ Finn questioned, placing his hands in his trouser pockets while smiling down at her.
Y/N marvelled the beauty in front of her. She glanced over her should to look at him,ย โI think itโs beautiful.โ
In this moment, she decided to act on her impulsive thoughts. To Finnโs utter shock and surprise, Y/N stood to her feet rather quickly as she started to unbutton the front of her dress.
Finnโs eyes widen at this, โWhat the hell are you doing?โ
โIโm going for a swim, care to join?โ She chuckled, still trying fiddle with the buttons on her dress.
โY/N,โ Finn spoke, trying not to let the thought of her unbuttoning her dress do things to him, โItโll be freezing. Iโd hate for you to end up getting sick!โ
She grinned, glancing at him over her shoulder as her dress began to fall slowly off her shoulders, โThe water feels fine. Cโmon! I thought you were a Shelby; youโre not scared are you?โ
Finn breathed out through his lips, shaking his head with a grin plastered across his face as he started taking off his suit jacket.
โYouโre a lot braver than me Miss Y/L/N,โ Finn spoke as he turned around, wanting to give her some privacy.
She took another glance over her shoulder and watched as Finn took his gun holster off from around his shoulders. She couldnโt help but think about how attractive he looked and how he made her feel certain ways that gave her butterflies in her stomach with excitement.
Once Finn had stripped down to his boxers, he turned around, the sight nearly making his eyes pop out of his head.
There she was, standing in the water just up to her ankles in nothing but her undergarments. Finn instantly stopped from trailing his eyes down her figure, shaking any inappropriate thoughts out of his head. He respected this girl too much. ย
He made his way down to her and stood by her side, hardly being fazed by the temperature of the water. Purely to be bold; instead of staying by her side, he kept walking until the water was up to his waist. Turning around, he noticed she still stood in place.
โWhoโs scared now?โ Finn raised his eyebrows, staring into her eyes from where he stood.
Y/N chuckled, โItโs actually colder than what I once thought.โ
He smiled softly, slowly holding his hand out to her, โCโmon sweetheart, I promise itโs not that bad once you get used to it.โ
By god, she adored the man standing in front of her. She already knew she would follow him anywhere.
Y/N sighed, crossing her arms over her chest and she slowly made her way towards him. She resisted the urge to squeal as she kept walking, but she couldnโt control the way she screwed her eyes shut at the feeling of the cold water making itโs way up her legs.
She glanced up to find that as she was slowly making her way forward, Finn took a couple of steps back, starting to trek a little deeper.
โDonโt you dare move, Finn Shelby!โ She warned, not wanting to take her eyes off him.
He chuckled in response, now standing completely still in place, โIโm sorry. I wonโt move.โ
As she neared closer to him, Finn met her halfway so she wouldnโt have to walk as far.
โYou doing okay?โ Finn questioned as he stood in front of her.
The two of them were so close to one another that she could feel the warm radiating off him. Just like the night when he saved her and the way he sheltered her from the rain.
โIโm better now,โ Y/N looked down momentarily before starting to look back up at him through her eyelashes. ย
Finn smiled, reaching his hand out once again, โStill feeling brave?โ
She shrugged her shoulders with a growing smile, taking the hand he was offering in her own.
He nodded; slowing starting to walk back further into the water, expecting her to follow him. She took one step forward and squealed, yanking him back. Finn laughed at her reaction, stepping forward to stand close to her once again.
โItโs freezing!โ She whined, not daring to let go of his hand.
Y/N reached up before Finn had the chance to speak, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. He chuckled at her reaction and felt her legs start to snake around his waist, holding onto him for dear life. Finn carefully wrapped his arms around her back and slowly started to walk further into the water.
She had her head resting against his, shutting her eyes as they were now almost completely submerged in the water.ย
He could hear her whimpering and laughing into his ear, โSee how brave you are?โ
The pair chuckled in unison and soon fell into a comfortable silence. Finn stood his ground, swaying slowly as they continued to embrace. Y/N hoped he wouldnโt be able to hear her heart thumping against her chest. The only sounds to be heard were the water flowing, the call of birds and their breathing. It was pure bliss.
โDonโt hate me,โ Finn said out of nowhere. Instead of waiting for a response he slipped under the water for a couple of seconds, taking her with him.
After they resurfaced, they still held on tightly to one another.
โFinn!โ Y/N screamed in disbelief, wiping the water from her eyes.
He laughed, the sound vibrating through his chest and against her skin. Y/N kept her arms wrapped around his neck, but loosened her grip slightly as she glanced up at the sky.
โLook at all those colours,โ she whispered, taking in all the beauty above them.
The sky had now changed colour. Turning all different shades of blue, purple, pink and orange. It made this place feel like she was in a dream.
As she glanced up to the sky, so did Finn. However, his eyes were only on the sky for a few seconds before they began trailing over her face.
He took in every single detail. The way her cheeks were a light shade of pink, the subtle freckles that grazed over certain parts of her face, her long eyelashes, even the way small droplets of water fell down her face. He couldnโt control his ever growing feelings for her.
โFuck, youโre so beautiful.โ
Y/N instantly glanced down at him, not believing she had heard the words correctly that had just toppled out of his lips.
She noticed the way he was intently looking at her with hooded eyes. A look of astonishment. He was in awe of her, and he wasnโt trying to hide it in any way.
They both stared into each otherโs eyes, neither of them wanting this moment to end.
Y/N smiled, leaning forward to press her forehead against his. She kept playing the words in her head, over and over again.
โSay it again,โ she whispered, her breath hot against his face.
Finn kept looking at her through hooded eyes, moving closer to her if that was even possible. He kept one of his arms wrapped around her and trailed the other up her spine until he reached the back of her neck, cradling her.
โYou,โ he started, dropping his head down to place an innocent kiss to her chest; right over her heart, he could feel hear her hum in contentment.
โโฆ.Are so beautiful,โ he finished the sentence, his gaze never once leaving her plump and pink lips.
Y/N smiled, not being able to contain the trapped words anymore, โKiss me, Finn Shelby.โ
He didnโt have to be told twice. Finn met her eyes one more time before gently placing his lips onto hers. The two of them sighed in relief against each otherโs lips. He pulled away slowly, just for a moment before leaning back in.
They kissed slowly and sensually, never wanting it to stop. Y/N felt his hands rubbing comforting circles into her back, making her feel like she was floating. Finn then moved his hands from her back to her thighs, keeping her in place against him.
Y/N hummed against his lips, not being able to hide how good he was making her feel. She let her arms unwrap from his neck, and placed her hands against his shoulders instead. ย
Finn could feel her start to run her nails gently up his neck and to the back of his head, running through his hair before she cupped his cheeks, not wanting him to ever pull away.
A few more minutes had passed before they both pulled away, giggling as their foreheads rested against each other once again.
โYouโre all Iโve been able to think about since we first met,โ Finn whispered against her lips.
Y/N grinned, rubbing circles into his cheeks as she continued to cup his face, โSo have you.โ
Finn groaned, causing her to laugh as he pecked her lips once more, โCan we just stay like this forever?โ
โI have no objections against that, Mr Shelby.โ
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You had been dating Finn Shelby for a year now, and not once had you and him had sex. Finn was more of a quiet kind of boy, along with sweet and shy. You loved that about him but you also had needs.
Even though you were working your mind couldn't keep Finn out of your mind, the sinful thoughts made a blush rise every time. The two of you hadn't gone far at all, you haven't even felt his hands anywhere near the places you needed.
Finn would always stop when it would get a little heated, making up some excuse every time. You loved Finn and would never push him to do anything he didn't want to but today might be hard. You have been sexually frustrated the whole day and you needed a release, something you wouldn't be able to do on your own.
You were on your way to Finn's house, knowing that he was home alone because his sibling were all out having some type of reunion at his brother John's.
As you neared you started feeling a little bit nervous, you hadn't gone far at all with him, and now all of a sudden you wanted to go all the way.
You evened your breath once you approached his door. You brought your hand up and knocked on the door, feeling a little bit shaky. The door opened, and to your surprise, it was Isaiah who stood in front of you instead of Finn.
"Oh hey Y/N, what are you doing here at," He looked down at the watch that was on his wrist. "12:36" He looked up at you again. You blew out a nervous breath and smiled.
"I thought you were going to be at John's," You said, the feeling of turning around and heading home too deep, but you planted your feet to the ground and forced yourself to stay put.
"Yeah I was going to but my da thought it would be better if I stayed back," He replied. "Did ya want to come in?"
"Yeah, thank you," You said once he opened the door wider, letting you slip in past him. Your eyes wandered about the house, trying to see if you could spot Finn.
"Oi Finn your women's here!" Isaiah shouted, brushing past you and made his way into the sitting room. He took a seat on the sofa, but not before he took the whiskey from the small table in front of him and put it to his lips.
Finn walked into the room making you turn your head to look at him. The nerves in your stomach clenched and you couldn't help the way your eyes trailed down his body, taking in everything that made him Finn. When you moved your gaze back up just as slowly the reason why you had come found its way back in your head and the nerves slowed.
"Y/N?" Finn questioned, your eyes flew towards his. Heat rushed to your cheeks when you saw that his gaze was on you, confusion along with lust mixed within his face telling you that he saw how you were looking at him. You held his gaze as you took off your coat, slowly placing it on the sofa the was sat in front of you.
A chuckle filled the room making both you and Finn break eye contact and look towards Isaiah who was still sat on the sofa. He shook his head before he stood up, taking his coat from beside him and sliding it on.
"Show him a good time Y/N, then maybe his bloody brothers will stop teasing him about being a virgin," He remarked, a small smirk on his face. Isaiah looked at Finn who was glaring at him, this only made an amused look form in his eyes as he left the room. The only sound after that was the sound the door made when it closed, leaving you alone with Finn.
And just with those words that Isaiah had said, the nerves made their way back into your stomach. Your gaze slowly wandered back towards your handsome boyfriend who stood in the same spot, glaring at the door where Isaiah had stood just moments ago.
"Finn?" You questioned, slowly making your way towards him. You took his hand in your own making his gaze drop down towards you. You were average height but even then Finn towered over you, with him being a head or more taller.
You brought his hand down on your chest, right over your heart which was beating at a really fast pace. His gaze fell to where his hand was placed but soon moved it up to meet your eyes, a hungry look in his eyes.
"You feel that?" You purred. "That is for you Finn. If you were to move your hand further down you would feel what you really do to me," His breathing started getting more heavy, his gaze falling down to your lips that were slightly parted.
You moved onto your toes and brought your lips up to connect with his. You melted into him, moving your lips with his trying to taste every part of him you could. You brushed your tongue over his lip making him pull back.
"Y/N," He breathed, his eyes meeting yours. You sighed pulling out of his grasp. Your eyes fell to the floor.
"Do you not want to do it with me?" You asked hurt laced in your voice. He took your face into his hands, bringing it up to look at him.
"I do, so much," He paused, more like hesitated. "You're not a virgin, I feel that I wouldn't be able to give ya the pleasure that you want," His eyes fall towards the floor, making your heart swell. The reason why he doesn't want to have sex with you makes you want to do it even more, not for your sake but for his.
"Let me show you just how wrong you are," You whispered, taking his hands and leading him towards his bedroom. You closed the door behind you and made your way toward Finn. His nervous eyes met yours but he didn't back away, instead he placed his arms around you once you reached him.
You brought your hands to his neck and pulled him down to your lips in a slow kiss. You wanted to show him how much you loved him, you wanted him to feel it the day after so he would never forget his first time.
You took your time kissing his bottom lip, sucking and biting it softly which led him to let out a soft moan making your legs grow weak. You didn't pull away as you pushed him onto his bed, climbing on top of his tall body.
Your hands trailed under his shirt, feeling the way he tensed every time your hands made contact with his soft, warm skin. You pulled away for a couple of seconds to take his shirt off before finding your lips back on his, sliding your hands over his arms only to grip at his biceps that flexed under your soft touch.
Your hips started moving in slow circles against his, trying to relieve some pressure. You heard a low groan from beneath you, his fingers gripped your hips tighter. You felt something push up against your sex earning a moan to leave your swollen lips.
You pulled away from Finn only to leave open-mouth kisses along his jaw. and down to his neck. You sucked at the soft skin, possibly leaving a mark that would be seen in the morning. A groan left his lips when you started moving your hips faster.
You looked at him once you started unzipping his pants. His breath was heavy and his eyes never left yours but you could see that he was nervous.
Once you got his pants unzipped you slowly pulled them off and threw them on the floor, leaving Finn in just his underwear while you were fully clothed. The bulge that was in his boxers was really noticeable and you couldn't help the smile that formed on your lips.
You lifted his leg and started kissing and sucking his inner thighs. A groan left his lips, his breathing getting more and more ragged and you had beardy even touched him.
Your hand made its way towards his crotch and slowly started rubbing him. He closed his eyes and moaned. You slipped his boxers off of him, making his cock spring out. You were surprised at the size of him, you knew he would be big but not this big.
You softly took his cock in your hands, taking the pre cum that was on his tip, and slowly started pumping him. He gripped the bedsheets as a moan left his lips. This only encouraged you, making you lower your head and place your lips on the tip of his cock, softly sucking it. His head shot back, earning a low whimper to leave his parted lips.
"God Y/N," He breathed, making your eyes lift up to meet his beautiful ones. The look on his face made you almost lose it right then and there. His lips were parted, his eyebrows knitted together and his eyes hooded, looking right at you making you feel like he was able to read all your dirty thoughts.
You relaxed your throat, taking half of him and using your hands to stroke the rest of him. The sounds he was making only encouraged you, leading you to move faster. His hand found its way onto the back of your head, holding you in place, as if scared you would pull away at any moment.
You pulled back, only the tip left in your mouth, knowing this was the most sensitive spot and taking extra care of it. You sucked slowly, your tongue rolling over it leading Finn to let out a breathy yet low groan, his head shot back, eyes closing and realing in the feeling.
You pulled up and off of him when you felt him twitch, as much as you'd love to suck him dry you wanted his first orgasm to be in you. His breathing shook, his eyes opening and gazing down at your form that lay below him, confusion in his eyes.
"Why'd you stop?" He panted. You moved up, taking his lips into your mouth.
"I want you inside me," You whispered against him. You slipped off your dress in one swift move and threw it onto the floor. His eyes went down to your breasts that were now exposed and he slowly moved his hands up, cupping them in his much laugher ones. You threw your head back when he started rubbing them, a sigh leaving your lips at the feeling.
He moved his lips, taking one into his mouth and softly sucking, earning a moan to leave your lips. Your hand found his hair, fingers softly pulling and playing with his soft locks.
He gave the same attention to the other, his eyes meeting yours as you gazed at him. He pulled away, still rubbing them with his fingers as he spoke.
"You like that?" He questions, lust along with pure love shown in his eyes. You nod, your core dripping at this point and you couldn't wait any longer. Your panties were gone before he even noticed.
"But I'll like this better," You whisper, taking his cock into your hands before moving it towards your pussy. His eyes wouldn't leave you as you hover over him his tip rubbing your soaking entrance, giving both of you a moment before sinking down all the way.
Your world stumbles as you slide down on him, your hips readjusting as your cunt swallows him whole. His head shoots back, a moan living both of you at the feeling. You take a little to adjust to the size of him, not moving only taking a breath in and out.
His hand's grip at your hips, hard as you start moving, hips rolling causing the both of you to moan, and soon your bouncing on top of him.
A groan is ripped from him while your head falls back, barely having the strength to move up and down but wanting to chase the slowly coming up high. Finn sensing this flips you over onto your back with him hovering on top of you.
You clench at the new feeling and position, gripping his biceps for support as he pounds into you. It's fucking beautiful- the way you whimper and fall apart as he fucks you. The sweat that glistens, the sounds you make. His eyes never leave you. Not once.
His head finds its way into your neck, slowly biting and sucking on the skin. A moan falls from your lips, one of his hands gripping your leg, lifting it slightly.
"You feel amazing," He breathes, taking your lips into his. His hands grip your legs harder and lifting them up higher, making him go in deeper.
"Finn," You moan, throwing your head back as he hits that spot inside of you. One hand gripped his bicep while the other scratches at his back leading Finn to hiss at the pain.
His hand slips between you two, rubbing fast circles onto the bud.
"Don't stop. Oh, fuck don't stop," Your close, so close. "I'm coming!" You moan, clenching around him, his head falls back as he groans, seeming to be at his peak too.
A pinch. That's what it takes for you to come undone, legs uncontrollably shaking as you come all over his cock, closing your eyes and gripping onto him as if your life deepens on it, screaming out his name as your high washes over you.
Finn grunts, pounding into you as he fights to get to his release. It was sure to have you bruised. Your walls clench hard, squeezing him hard. And then he cums.
Profanities of all sorts leaving him as he spills every last seed inside of you. Making sure to make you filled up with his cum along with your name falling from his lips.
He presses a kiss to your forehead, inspecting his work. He pulls out slowly, lowly groaning as his cum leak out of you and onto his tip. He collapses beside you, still breathing heavily.
You smile before turning to face him, his eyes were shut but opened when you moved his hair out of his face. He smiles at you, giving you a soft kiss before draping the blanket over the both of you.
"I love you," He whispers as he pulls you close to his body. You snuggle into him, feeling right at home like this, in his arms.
"I love you too," You let your eyes fall closed, tiredness coming over you so quickly that you don't even try to fight it.
"My brothers were right. Sex is better than whisky," Was the last thing you heard from him before you fell to sleep, feeling a soft kiss on your head that followed right after.
He was worth the wait.
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FINN SHELBY FIC RECOMMENDATIONS!
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falling for you โต @champagneholland
bairn โต @collecting-stories
the bet โต @collecting-stories
incapable โต @virgosuperior
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bloody kids โต @ijustwant2write
summary โต John and Esme's kids are wreaking havoc as usual, and (Y/N) steps in to help. However, it's her and Finn that end up being naughty.
not now, not tomorrow โต @murderadawrote
summary โต during Tommy and Graceโs wedding, Y/N and Finn inevitably think about their future.
the sun and his moon โต @artedimichelangelo
summary โต Morning! I have a FinnxAmericanReader request if youโd be willing to do it! Reader is a university student from US (but not New York) and is dating Finn but hasnโt met his family yet, then for some reason she has to go back to the US for 3 months so after she leaves heโs kinda bummed. His brothers notice and ask why and Bonnie says itโs cuz his American girlfriend left. But his brothers donโt believe she exists so they make fun of him for it, until she comes back early to surprise himโค๏ธโค
bookstore girl โต @disasterofastory
summary โต Finn makes a fool out of himself and his brothers doesnโt help.
babies โต @michelle-is-writing
summary โต When Tommy asked Finn to stay late all this week, Finn originally thought it would only be for an hour or so. However, as it would turn out, Finn started coming home around eleven every night exhausted as Tommy would keep him and his brothers so busy. With me being the one to watch the Shelby children (including all of Johnโs little ones), I was just as exhausted when Finn got home.
try โต @fromforeigntofamiliarity
summary โต The Shelby and Changretta family's decide to form a truce before anyone got hurt from the rivalry.
you and me โต @angelaiswriting
summary โต Tommy has been elected MP and during the celebrations in his honour, Finn and his girlfriend sneak out to have some alone time.
weโve got work to do ii โต @bad268
summary โต Finn and the reader run away from Small Heath, but some family business brings them back. What will the family think?
a new life โต @pennylanefics
summary โต being pregnant with Finnโs child.
reading โต @skinnydippingsmile
summary โต Your teaching Finn how to read. But when itโs clear he has no motivation, you take things into your own hands, literally.
first and lasts โต @jaceyneedsabetterusername
summary โต You grew up with Finn Shelby but after moving and losing contact with him, you find yourself in a desperate position to survive.ย ๏ฟผ
youโre mad ii โต @vintunnavaa
summary โต Finn Shelby wonโt leave your back. What makes things worse is you donโt want him to.ย
protection โต @collecting-stories
summary โต Can you do a Finn imagine where you get hurt because some blokes tried to rape you (after you left the garrison where Finn is) but you get away the next day you dint tell Finn or anyone what happened, Finn notices your different but says nothing then later when you have sex he see your bruises at your thighs and arms and demands to know what happened, then he goes after those blokes, he wins the fight but still got injured then he has to tell his family cause they see he is hurt , ur amazing xx
you really donโt know? โต @fallatyourfeet
summary โต (YN) has grown up with the Shelbyโs, they are like family to her, so what happens when her father forbids her from seeing them anymore?
cup of tea โต @disasterofastory
summary โต Finn wants to woo you with a fancy dinner, but you wish for something else.
not my wife โต @ijustwant2write
summary โต (Y/N) and Finn have recently been engaged, and are already planning for the wedding. However, Finn thought he could easily balance his new position in the Shelby business alongside his stressing bride, but things become much more tense than imagined.
far away โต @ijustwant2write
summary โต Hii i love your imagines and i wanted to request one in which the reader is has a crush on finn but she feels useless because she is a foreigner from spain and doesn't have any talent or family so she kind of runs away and tommy comforts herโก'
say it again โต @ijustwant2write
summary โต As Finn takes on more responsibility in the company, (Y/N) too must rise in the ranks of the Shelby women. She understands that her and Finn will have less time together, but asks him to say those special words as a sweet reassurance.
matchmaking โต @zablife
summary โต A match is made between Finn and Johnny Dogs' daughter. Although uncertain about becoming a husband at such a young age, Finn becomes his wifeโs fiercest protector.ย
trust issues โต @moral-turpitudes
summary โต Y/N worries Finnโs family wonโt trust her, but she gains it in an unexpected way.
Gypsys, Tramps, and Theives โต @beautifulmadnesss
summary โต Finn has a complicated relationship with the girl he has known his entire life. When she is also sent a black hand, it only gets more complicated.
a hard days work โต @fromforeigntofamiliarity
summary โต Reader is a maid at Tommy's house and dating Finn.
angel โต @cilliansgirl
summary โต After Finn left (Y/N), she goes to another Peaky boy for comfort. But three months in, he gets a little too comfortable and her boys arenโt there to save her this time.
sex over whiskey โต @majesty31
summary โต youโve been dating Finn Shelby for a while and not once have the two of you had sex, until one day you do something about it.
are you listening โต @hb-writes
summary โต Set at some point after series 5. Finn is so used to being fed lies that he canโt even hear a bit of truth.
arranged ii iii โต @thosepeakyboysimagines
summary โต You were the youngest child of you fathers, being part of a mob family in the heart of New York, your family had many enemies in the city, and even further away, and your life was about to change after a Peaky Boy barged into your life.
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these fics ive found on the website โarchive of our ownโ. so they will take you out of the app, and give them all the love you can give because theyโre BEAUTIFUL.
also ill be putting the authors handles in here so you can show them all the love!
did the four winds blow him away โต orphan_account
blushing nun โต lawsofman
party girl โต fandoms_writings
summary โต Youโre a party girl but when you meet Finn he tries to get you to see how bad it really is.
finns first โต twistedrunes
summary โต Prompts: 1: โI can tell youโre lying.โ2: โYouโre a terrible liar.โ 3: โEverything is fine.โ This is kind of a mix between a headcanon and a fic.
finns family โต twistedrunes
summary โต The continuation of Finn's Girl, following on from Finn's first. Finn hasn't seen his girl for a few days, but he isn't worried, she is busy preparing for exams. It's not until he runs into her sister in the market that he finds that finishing school is not the major life event she's concerned about.
seventeen โต sarasfics
summary โต Reader is a secretary at Shelby Company Ltd.
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Finn Shelby is woefully underrated.
I just need him to be mean to me a lil bit. All my thoughts regarding him post season 4 are downright sinful, like bath in holy water sinful.
In conclusion, I am in desperate need of therapy and Finn Shelby's dick.
Thank you for coming to my TedTalk
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Finn Shelby ร reader fanfic on Wattpad coming soon!!
Hey, I'm gonna be writing a Finn Shelby ร reader fanfic on Wattpad since he's very underrated and I wanted to write something hahaha
My user is Hermione1500 (cringe I know haha)
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Peaky blinders headcannon ->
โthe boys finding out the reader is a virginโ
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Tommy๐ช
๐ชTommy had been courting you for a good few months now; much longer than he would any other woman. But he quite liked you so he was more than willing to make an exception for the lovely young lady that had just moved to the area.
๐ชYouโd moved for a fresh start, away from your past and to Birmingham. Youโd packed your bags and left home and got on the train - taking it as far as it would go and got out when the conductor pleaded with you to disembark as theyโd start the journey back to your beginnings.
๐ชYouโd accepted the job at The Garrison, noting the sign in the window as you aimlessly wandered the streets, mindlessly questioning your intentions. The sign in the window was almost a call from God and you hurried inside, being greeted by the bar man and a few raised eyebrows at the young girl with her life in a suitcase and hair all tangled. โYโalright love? Look like you need a drink.โ You shook your head. โA job is what I need. Still hiring?โ You asked and he looked you over once. โWhen can you start?โ
๐ชSo eleven months deep with a flat and a job you were quite happy in Birmingham. Your specialty straying away from being a barmaid and more towards being a hostess and front of house staff. Youโd seat people and prepare the hotel lodgings upstairs, and arrange rooms and port for pesky business when it came down to it. And in the process youโd captured the attention of a certain blinder who believed he had no business interfering with the life of a young maiden just getting back on her feet, but you entertained him so who was he to be so austere and deny himself such pleasures?
๐ชYou were shutting shop on a Saturday night, footfall substantial and youโd finally managed to kick all drunkards out of the pub after much struggle and a bit of help from John Shelby, whoโd tipped his hat and went on his merry way. Youโd grabbed your coat of the hanger, hearing the door bell chime behind you โweโre closedโ you announced, pivoting on your heel โI know.โ That all familiar voice sounded and you peeked your head. โAlright, Tommy?โ You ask, getting your bag and fastening your coat; preparing for a cold winter night in Birmingham.
๐ชHe stepped closer and you, in turn, stepped backwards until you were trapped against the bar. โThis has gone on for long enough,โ he says gruffly, staring deep into your eyes and studying your face. Youโd raised your brows โwhat has, Tom?โ He shook his head and chuckled slightly. โYou and I; โm so sick of seeing you and not being able to have you for myself.โ He tells you, right arm wrapping around your waist and head dipping slightly.
๐ชYour hand came up to hold him where he was and he stopped, in question. โNot like this Tommy.โ You say, looking away but he grasps your chin gently to pull you back to face him. โNot like this?โ He hums โThomas, Iโve never..โ you lead off hoping heโd understand what you were implying. He thought for a moment before it clicked. โNever?โ You shook your head โnever.โ His Adams Apple bobbed as he swallowed a lump in his throat โnever.โ He mumbled. โAnd how should I go about this the right way?โ He asked, settling his hands on your hips and smiling slightly.
๐ชโDinner and a nice walk.โ You say and he nods with a hum. โHowโs tomorrow?โ You shake your head โnot leaving Harry to deal with your lot on a Sunday.โ โWhen you next off?โ He asks โFriday.โ โThen weโll go out on Friday.โ You nod and smile, but point a judging finger at him. โNo gunsโ he smiles โyes sweetheart, no guns.โ โAnd no peaky businessโ he shakes his head โno business.โ โNo fighting either, at allโ you warn and he chuckles โI promiseโ you lean your hand up to caress his face and he leans into your touch. โTake that bloody razor blade out of your cap too.โ He raises a brow โhow do you know about that?โ โYou underestimate the amount of times Iโve carried Arthur out of this bar and nearly sliced my hand on that thing.โ
๐ชโI want to see Thomas. No Shelby.โ You say and he blinks. โThen Thomas you shall have.โ โMay I walk you home?โ He asks and you smile up at him โyou mayโ and he offers an arm to walk you to your house, looking forward to taking the last of your innocence the following Friday.
Alfie๐งธ
๐งธAlfie recently started attending his local synagogue, at first yes: to reconnect with his faith, but now it was to see the young woman who attended every day, volunteering as your father was the rabbi. Albeit that sounding wrong, Alfie thought the rabbi was bordering on ancient and you were younger than him, but you were nearly twenty six so that wasnโt too bad.. right?
๐งธโAh Mr Solomons, back again I seeโ the rabbi commented, noted the recent inclination of Alfieโs presence at the house of God. โWell, been trying to reconnect.โ He told his superior. โWith God or with my daughter?โ The rabbi asked and Alfieโs brows rose. โE-excuse me?โ He choked on his words. The rabbi smirked with a slight twinkle in his eye โIโm not stupidโ โno, of course youโre not-โ โIโve seen how youโve been eyeing her.โ Alfie quietened for a moment. โWell, yโsee sheโs a lovely young ladyโ โI agree, thatโs how I raised her.โ โAnd Iโd like to ask her for dinner, with your blessing, fโcourse.โ Alfie began to ramble but his elder cut him off.
๐งธโNot with the business youโre in, Alfred.โ And his mouth ran dry. โFor her Iโd get out of it, move to Morecambe, open a bakery, marry, have kids, yโknow Iโd raise them proper.โ Rabbi Kaplan again hummed โbut that sort of business isnโt the kind you can get out of, is it?โ โYou did, Abe.โ Alfie corrects him and thereโs a moment of contemplative silence. โYouโre right I did. But no one hurts a rabbi.โ โThen Iโll get ordained.โ Alfie shrugged. Abraham looked at the man before him. โGods punished me enough. He knows how much physical pain Iโm in. And โm not gettinโ any younger. Neitherโs she. โnd I never wanna be in this business anymore. Wanna settle down, dogs, kids, grandkids, the works.โ Alfie says and Abeโs tongue protrudes from his lips to lick his dry lips as he thinks.
๐งธโIf I allow this, heโs watching.โ The man looks up โI know.โ โAnd if I allow this, she calls all the shots.โ Alfie nods โwouldnโt have it any other wayโ โas in she says no, means no. She wants to go for a walk at two in the morning, you take her. She wants to come here, you bring her. She wants to get married, you wed her.โ The man took two steps closer so him and Alfie were closer than any Rabbit should be with his child โshe tells you to jump of the docks, you jump.โ Alfieโs eyes donโt falter. โDone.โ Abraham closes his eyes and runs a hand over his face โalright, you have my blessing.โ Alfie nods, trying to suppress his glee, shaking the rabbiโs hand and walking towards the front of the synagogue where you were sat counting donations.
๐งธโExcuse me missusโ Alfie clears his throat and you look up at him, swallowing with a lump in his throat โyes?โ โI was wondering if youโd like to go for an eat to bite, I mean a bite to eat, I mean-โ you giggle at him โyes Alfie Iโd love to go out with you.โ Alfie sighed in relief and smiled down at you noting how the rabbi had wandered off elsewhere. You sealed and locked the cash box, storing it where I belonged and Alfie held his arm out for you to take โshall we?โ You grin back at him โwe shallโ
๐งธYouโd been seeing Alfie for going on several months, and today heโd arranged for a restaurant to be shut down in order for the two of you to enjoy some peace and quiet together. Youโd enjoyed a lovely romantic meal, accompanied by a bouquet of white tulips and a sneaky kiss to Alfieโs cheek, which he was grateful that they were covered by a large beard - disguising his beat-red features.
๐งธAlfie was walking you back to his house, as youโd both previously agreed that youโd stay for the night and head towards Morecambe Bay the following day: to pick out a cottage on the seafront.
๐งธYou had some clothes at Alfieโs house, for events such as this where youโd decided to stay or go elsewhere the following day without needing to drop back home for anything. You were uncoiling your hair, and your gentle giant came around to hug you from behind, kissing up your neck until you giggled from being tickled, turning to kiss his lips.
๐งธYour eyes surveyed one anotherโs for a moment, him leaning back down to kiss you in a more seriously insinuating manner - sciatica obviously not bothering him today as he managed to pick you up and lead you to his bed. โAlfie wait,โ you say quickly and the man immediately stopped โwhatโs wrong treacle? If yโdonโt want to weโll stop here โnd-โ โno itโs not thatโ your left hand fiddled with the rings on your right โwhatโs wrong flower?โ He caressed your cheek gently. โAlfie Iโve never done anything before.โ You say and his brows form a line in confusion. โYโwhat?โ โAlfie Iโm a virgin.โ You say and time almost stands still, Alfie nearly felt sick as heโd been handling you like a woman of the night and not a dignified young lady of whom was vastly inexperienced. โโM sorry alf.โ You say, looking down. Alfie grasps your chin and forces your eyes to connect with his โitโs me who should be apologising, sweetness. Your old man didnโt know. โV been handling yโ like โy know what youโre doinโ.โ He says gently. โAnd if yโ donโt want to, we donโt have to.โ โNo Alfie I want to.โ And you could swear you could see the hearts forming in his irises, lenses constricting into something unnatural but simultaneously not animalistic. โIโll take good care โf yโ love, just lay down for Alfie and let โim work his magic, yeah?โ He says, laying you back gently on the bed, vowing to handle you like a porcelain doll in a box of feathers.
Arthur๐บ
๐บYou were several years younger than Arthur, he never felt like you were - he was as immature as any lad two decades his senior, but with you he never felt his age.
๐บThe peaky blinders had been invited to a lavish banquet, black tie, chandeliers, live orchestra, the works. And Arthur never shied away from an opportunity to show his lover off, especially when that dress hugged you perfectly and your matching black gloves made you look so dainty and proper. He was proud to waltz into that event, feeling almost smug with โsuch a babeโ on his arm.
๐บThe evening began wonderfully, three courses, all of which Arthur found laughable as he questioned the waiter why his entree was only a piece of rocket and slice of undercooked stake. Drinks were flowing and he was happy to get tipsy while to congregated with Polly and Ada, smitten to see you engaging so well with his family and them requiting his adoration for her.
๐บYouโd stood at the bar, trying to gain the attention of the bartender to order yourself another rum and coke and your date an umpteenth pint. โHiya can I just have a rum and coke and an apple juice?โ You ask the man and he raises an eyebrow. โHeโs so drunk I donโt think heโll tell the difference.โ He laughs and nods, heading off to get the top of shelf rum Arthur had requested heโd serve you earlier.
๐บโGorgeous night, isnโt it?โ A voice asked from beside you and you peer left, a young gentlemen with slicked back black hair asked as he knocked back the rest of the whiskey heโd been nursing for a while, requesting another as well as your drinks being on him. โYes lovely.โ You say shortly. โWell I was just thinking-โ he begins smugly, before hissing and you look back at him quickly to see whatever is the matter. His finger was drawing blood as the new glass heโd been given was chipped on the end, in turn slicing the edge of his finger. โOh dear, here let me helpโ you grabbed one of the inscribed handkerchiefs from the pile and applied pressure on his finger, only noticing your proximity when he chuckled. โWhat a first acquaintanceโ you laugh and agree. โYouโre good at thisโ he hums โnurse in the war.โ You say, not really wanting to reflect on the past.
๐บโMay I buy you another drink for your troubles? Or possibly dinner?โ He inquires with an up quirked lip. โNo thank-โ โI think sheโs quite happy with the fella sheโs got, son.โ An angered voice quipped from behind you through gritted teeth, an arm snaking around your waist as the boyโs face ran pale. โMr Shelby, sorry she didnโt say-โ โshe shouldnโt have too. Now fuck off before I kick the living daylights out of ya.โ Arthur threatens and the previously smug man makes himself scarce.
๐บโArthur,โ โcโmon. Weโre leaving.โ He says, dragging you through the crowds of people and hailing a taxi, still gentlemanly opening the door for you but clambering in beside you, the smoke billowing from his ears fogging the windows. โFucking little boy thinking he can talk to my fuckinโ woman, fuckinโ bastardโ he reiteratively mumbled under his breath until he reached his house, roughly taking you from the car and throwing a wad of cash at the driver.
๐บAs soon as you entered the house you were trapped against the closed door, his lips attacking yours unexpectedly as you struggled to keep up with his might. โIโll show him who you fuckinโ belong toโ โArthurโ โlittle boy makes up nothinโโ โArthurโ โscream my name so the little bastard will fuckinโ hear meโ โArthur Iโm a virginโ the man stopped immediately, expression stopping form angered to a more gentle one. โYโwhat love?โ He asks quietly, tight grip on your trapped wrists loosening โIโve never had sex before Arth, sorry for not telling you.โ You could see him visibly sobering up. โOh my darlinโ mโsorry I didnโt know.โ
๐บThis was the only time youโd made Arthur feel his age, his lover a virgin. โIโll take good care of you sweetheart, if yโlet me.โ โShow yโ what youโve missed out onโ he chuckles and you laugh, allowing him to pick you up to carry you up the stairs and into the bedroom.
John๐ฅ
๐ฅWaking up this morning and getting married to a stranger wasnโt on your bingo card. But here you are. Kneeled at the alter beside a smirking young lad who was in a similar situation. โBy the power invested in me, I now declare you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.โ The stranger smiled and you and kissed your lips sweetly.
๐ฅThe reception was just as hazy. Drinks were flowing and laughter was heard. Your father and Thomas Shelby seemed at peace for once and all was right with the world. When slow dancing, John had held you close and embraced you like you were young lovers wed, not total strangers at the chapel. He whispered sweet nothings into your ear and smiled as you giggled back at his remarks, fighting with icing on the cake and having an overly fun time with one anotherโs families after the initial shock from the morning. After all, he was incredibly charming and you couldnโt get out of a gypsy marriage that easily. Not in post-war Britain.
๐ฅYou headed back to the Shelby Manor in a car strung with cans, attached by young children earlier in the day. You looked out the window to the vast house, feeling a hand tugging gently on your hair, the owner tucking it behind your ear as you looked at home. โGlad weโre married cause I could never pull you if I tried, gorgeous.โ He comments and you laugh. โYouโre joking. One drink and Iโd be a gonner.โ โAt least we got to skip the funny businessโ he took your chin between your forefinger and chin โcause your all mine now, darlingโ
๐ฅHeโd hurried you to your room quicker than anticipated, giggling like school children up to no good. Heโd kissed you tenderly once inside, behind closed doors and away from the interference of all other prying eyes.
๐ฅHe spun you gently, hands dropping to focus on the details of the backing of your dress; unthreading and untying the intricate lacings applied to keep the gown tight to your person. The dress fell and pooled at your ankles, him attacking the now bare skin with open-mouthed kisses and gentle pecks to the untouched skin.
๐ฅComing to your front, he cornered you backwards in small steps until your legs hit the bed and you fell backwards onto it - him on top of you, kissing down your bodice animalisticly. โJohn?โ He stopped and looked up with a hypnotic gaze in his eye โyes love?โ โIโve never had sex before.โ You say shakily and he stops all movement. He falters for a moment, before climbing slightly higher in order to be face to face with you โnever? Youโre a virgin?โ You nod back and he swallows the heavy lump in his throat as his briefs tighten.
๐ฅโWell then what an opportunity to consummate the marriage, aye darling?โ He smirks โif youโll let me that isโ you smile and offer a kiss to his lips, him getting the green flag and go ahead to give you the absolute night of your life.
Bonnie๐ฅ
๐ฅBonnie was an old fashioned lad. From a young age he drempt of the stereotypical traveller lifestyle - never a singular home, him the homemaker, wife on his arm and umpteen kids running wild. It sounded like heaven. And from the moment heโd set eyes on you Bonnie had decided that that was your role - destined to be by his side. You werenโt a gypsy yourself, but he was certain he could sway you but either way he was happy to compromise as long as he had you.
๐ฅTonight was one of, if not the, biggest night of his life thus far. The largest and most important fight heโd ever partake in, not only against the reigning champion which would secure his fate of being the new ruler, but also performing in front of the Peaky Blinders - prove himself to the trust Tommy Shelby had bestowed upon him. And most significantly, you were watching.
๐ฅHe was stood in his changing room, allowing you to gently wrap his hands while his father gave him a pep talk. โFive minutes son.โ His dad said, patting his back and nodding at you as he left to give you a minute alone before his spotlight moment. You finished wrapping the cloth around his palms and took his face into your hands, forcing him to look at you. โHow we feeling champ?โ You ask, trying to wake him up from his dystopian trance. โโm scared mโlove.โ He mumbled as you frowned slightly. โWhyโre you scared? Talk to me Bon, get it all out. You scared about the Shelby family? Iโll kick โem out-" โscared โm gonna disappoint you.โ He says and you falter.
๐ฅโBon you could never disappoint me, why would you think that?โ He sighed, looking away before beginning to admit his desires. โJust wanna make you proud. I want to marry you and give you my children and travel as a family. But if I lose you wonโt want to do that.โ He grumbles. You chuckle slightly. โYouโre such a dafty, Bon.โ You say and his eyebrows crease. You lean into kiss him as he happily requites the gesture. โBonnie of course I want to be with you either way. I donโt care if you loose, hell I donโt care if you donโt want to fight and walk out, Iโll walk right out with you.โ You say.
๐ฅโI never knew you felt like that but Iโd love to marry you Bon and have your children and Iโd be willing to travel with you. I just need you to stop fretting and go win this. I love ya Bonnie.โ You say, leaning your forehead against his. โYou mean it?โ He asks, giddily. You nod โI doโ
๐ฅโGod if I win this weโre gonna get started on those kids.โ He says, getting riled up as the minutes tick down. You laugh at him โanything you want, Bonnie. Always wanted my first time to be with you.โ You say and time stops. His father knocks on the door to hail his son out to the ring.
๐ฅโBONNIE!โ โYouโre a virgin?โ โYesโ โBONNIE COME ON!โ โAnd you want me to take your virginity?โ โYes Bonnie I trust you. Now go.โ He hurries out of the door reluctantly, all riled up and heading for the ring.
๐ฅThe knockout was inevitable, his opponent out cold in a matter of rounds, blood flowing freely from Bonnieโs nose as he celebrated by raising his hands victoriously above his head, father and Blinders crowding him to pat him on the back and exchange congratulations. But none of that mattered. It was just faint ringing in the background. All he could see was you stood a fair way back from the celebrating men climbing over the limb body on the ground no one had seemed to care too. He looked upon your innocent doe eyes and soft smile staring back at him as he blew you a kiss; and never has he been so desperate to get away from his own party.
๐ฅAnd after a good few hours and countless attempts to get you all to himself, you were back in Bonnieโs humble beginning: laid on your back as your boy thrust into you gently, trying not to hurt you while simultaneously trying to adhere to his desperation for you. โFaster Bon, please.โ โWanna give me a child? Is that it?โ He asks and you nod meekly, as he quickens his pace desperate to bed his maiden in his own place called home.
Isaiahโ๏ธ
โ๏ธIsaiah had been trying to get to you for many many years. Countless attempts proving fruitless from not only your rejections, but also your elder brotherโs: Finnโs. Any time Isaiah had any suggestion on courting you he was shot down by his friend, whoโd smack the back of his head and scold him for thinking such things. โIโll cut your dick off and shove it in your ear if you keep thinking about my sister with itโ heโd tell him.
โ๏ธBut tonight, oh tonight. Darling you looked ravishing. The Blinders were celebrating a grand festivity at Shelby Manor, someone was getting married.. or someone was dead, Isiah neednโt have cared less. Because when you cascaded the stairs, Mary Janeโs on foot and tight black dress clung to your bodice, Isaiah had to physically refrain himself from grabbing you from the get go.
โ๏ธSure, heโd mingled with others and drank freely with the brothers; but not once did he stray his eyes away from your figure, never letting you out of his sight. Not when you looked so delicious and drinkable, mouth running so dry heโd have to reiteratively lubricate it with whiskey. A bit of the good oleโ โDutch-Courageโ, aye?
โ๏ธFinally noticing an opportunity when you brother wasnโt lingering over your shoulder, scolding you for wearing such a gown, Isaiah made his move. He slivered to the bar beside you, where Harry was offered a well-paying job serving for the evening and told him to get you another of whatever it is that you were drinking. โYour brother lets you wear a dress like this?โ He questions, knocking back the rest of his whiskey and hailing for another.
โ๏ธโNo. But I am not Finn and he is nor Iโ you tell him, nursing the edge of your glass with your finger absentmindedly trailing it. He leant closer. โTell you, if you were my woman that dress would be on the floor of my room right about now.โ He promised and you shivered at the thought. โBut Iโm not your woman, am I Isaiah?โ You rhetorically ask, sipping and please to feel the alcohol running down your throat.
โ๏ธโOh god if you were.โ He said, trailing off. โIโd have you married, knocked up, never not pregnant. Have your last name Jesus. My dad would do the ceremony, yโknow. Get you a nice little bouquet and pretty white dress I get to ravish you in afterwards.โ He said โwell youโve got it all planned out, huh Mr Jesus?โ You snort but you are backed against the bar, two hands either side of your waist as your belittled by the taller between you.
โ๏ธโBelieve me Iโve dreamt of the day since I first saw you, just your fucking brother wouldnโt let me.โ You eye his lustful expression. โAs I said, Isaiah. I am not my brother, nor is he I.โ You repeat slowly, relaying that your older sibling(s) had no say in what was going on at that moment. โYouโre playing with fire, little girlโ he warned โthen let me get burnedโ you say, batting your eyelashes doe-like and innocently, as you dared him to make the move your core had been dying for for decades.
โ๏ธHis nostrils flare as you wrap his tie around your hand and yank at it harshly, bringing an ear close to your lips to offer a promise never before foretold. โIsaiah Iโm a virginโ you whisper, before releasing his tie and straightening his suit. He follows the lump in his throat before surveying the room once and looking down at you, grabbing your hand to drag you through the crowds of people and into the safe proximities of his bedroom for newly discovered events.
โ๏ธThe evening died down and the chatter faltered, as Thomas Shelby announced a new betrothal in the family. However he was unable to promise the two, because the bride and groom were missing.
Michael๐ฑ
๐ฑOh god Iโve been waiting for this one. Michael absolutely eats that shit up.
๐ฑYou and Michael were first acquainted when himself, Thomas and John travelled to the Cotswolds in order to engage in some legal business with the Wentworth family - Tommy spoke business with the ceo of the family, while John entertained the mother and Michael; the daughter.
๐ฑMichael was an old fashioned man with old fashioned views. He liked his women obedient and untouched and willing to listen to his every word - just like they were supposed too.
๐ฑThey were welcomed into the home by several butlers, two to open the grand doors - three to take their caps and the others to lead the family to their guests. โThomas Shelby.โ They heard, and a dignified gentleman descended the stairs, an unnecessary cain in one hand, the other wrapped around his wife as they descended the central staircase to the visitors, a young lady trailing behind.
๐ฑโArchibald Wentworth.โ Thomas smiled at the man and nodded out of respect. The man walked up to him and shook each of their hands firmly. โHow longs it been old chap?โ He asked Thomas. โToo long, old friend.โ Thomas replied, and they engaged in friendly conversation as neither had seen each other since their fathers dealt with similar business in their own youth. The elder woman approached John who kissed the back of her hand and she curtsied, him remaining respectful as their shared introductions. You however, approached Michael who looked back at you fondly. You curtsied to him and he bowed slightly. โItโs a pleasure Mr Gray.โ You say, voice soft and unbroken. He took your hand and kissed the back of it gently. โAll mine, Miss Wentworth.โ
๐ฑโAnd please, do call me Michael.โ He told you, smiling gently. โWell in that case youโre compelled to call me Yn.โ Michael studied your face; never in his twenty one years of existence had he seen such beauty before. Your skin was fair and undamaged - soft to the touch. Your nails were clean and manicured with a neutral colour. Your hair was cascading down by your ears, as if instructed to sit perfectly, framing your face. You eyes were innocent yet appeared all-knowing - your mouth formed into a graceful smile. And you carried yourself with such proper dignity; it was admirable.
๐ฑโYn my darling?โ Your father spoke from beside him and you turned to face him on command - trained to do this. โYes father?โ โPlease will you accompany Mister Gray into the living area? Iโm sure youโll both be quite comfortable in there.โ You nodded once at the man. โCertainly, father.โ โIt was a pleasure to meet you gentleman, and see you again Mister Shelby.โ You say to the other two, before leading Michael into the living area - which was nothing short of double the size of his childhood home.
๐ฑโMay i offer you some tea?โ You ask, as you settle in the room. โThatโd be lovely, thank you.โ You nod as the maid by the for stepped out to grab tea. โNormally Iโd make it myself, however it is improper to leave your company unaccompanied.โ You joke and he laughs in response. Soon, the tea arrived and you served it for Michael, who took the cup and saucer thoughtfully and nodded in thanks.
๐ฑโItโs a lovely home you have.โ You smile up at him. โThank you, Iโm sure my father works tirelessly to afford it.โ โYouโve no job?โ He asked, awaiting the words that he was utterly and totally in love with you. โNo, Iโm trained in etiquette - to be polite, to cook and to clean.โ Michael listened to you thoughtfully. โSo youโre kept awfully busy then?โ You nod. โBusy however I donโt mind it, I get to live in this glorious building with a loving family and life skills. What more could a girl want?โ You confirm and he was sure his eyes were forming hearts.
๐ฑโAnd Iโm sure you have quite the line of suitors with your beauty.โ You giggled but tried to compose yourself. โNo sir.โ His eyes widened in mock surprise. โSurely youโre already married, how has a man not captivated a lady such as yourself. Iโd do it myself if it wasnโt for the line of men ahead of me.โ You looked down, blushing, before looking back up at Michael. โThere is no line and there are no suitors. It is simply me, myself and I.โ You tell him.
๐ฑโAnd you Michael? Have you a wife?โ You asked, batting your eyelids. โNo, in your words it is simplyโฆ โme, myself and Iโ.โ โAnd what business do you do yourself, Mr Gray?โ You ask. โThat is not the sort of information for a ladyโs ears. It is not good business.โ He almost scolds and you nod. โOh I understand, my father is not too dissimilar. Staying safe in your business, I hope?โ He basked in the way you simply understood, didnโt pry. โNot quite.โ He said, raising an eyebrow. He rolled up his left sleeve slightly and you gasped. โOh you poor man,โ you say. โYou must treat these with oil, that way they shall heal better.โ You scold, touching his skin gently. โWell if you were my wife you could sort it out for me.โ โOh certainly Michael, I wouldnโt allow you to come home damaged as such without properly patching you up.โ You say, seriousness written all over your facial features.
๐ฑโAnd what do you do with the rest of your time, this afternoon per se?โ He ponders, sipping his tea. โWell as you said yourself Iโm quite a busy person regardless of what I occupy my time with.โ You peer down at the dainty wristwatch wrapped around your wrist, Michael estimated the small device at a hefty sum. โAt two oโclock I have etiquette lessons.โ You say โand at three?โ โAt three I read in my libraryโ โhow about four?โ โAt four I have a date.โ His face dropped. โA date? With who?โ โWilliam Wordsworth.โ You giggled at his expression which sighed a breath of relief. โOh I see, she lives the poems she could not write.โ He says, quoting the famed poet. โMore like she writes the poems she could not live.โ You reply, and Michael notices a longing stare as you probably imagine the life you would have, if not the heir to an infamous delegate.
๐ฑโAnd no man has yet compared me to a summers day.โ You admit. โYou have not yet met your Shakespeare.โ You smile, enjoying how he understood your references. โNor my Victor Hugoโ โah but you have not yet died so nobody may quote โDemain, dรจs lโaubeโ.โ He spoke matter-of-factly. โFor I am always the poet, never the poem.โ You speak; in words of your own. And Michael cannot stop himself from reaching up with his free hand to caress the soft skin of your cheek gently. โIt is impossible. How can a man write anything short of a novel about a maiden so fair?โ He question, and you find yourself absentmindedly leaning into his light touch.
๐ฑโYouโre a charmer, Mr Grayโ you speak, voice barely above whisper โIโm no charmer, just a man who knows what he wantsโ he leans to whisper in your ear โis it working?โ He meets your eyes with a cheeky grin on his face. โCertainly.โ You both finished your tea and the trolley was taken away, miscellaneous chatter arising from each of your lips.
๐ฑโMadam?โ A voice squeaked from the door behind you both. You spun on a pivot to look at the young maid by the entrance. โYes Beth?โ โMister Wentworth has requested you and Mister Gray return to the foyerโ she said, avoiding your stare. โThank you Beth, we shall be there shortly.โ The woman nodded before clicking the door shut behind you to allow you to make your own way there along with the company. Michaelโs face contorted: annoyed, but relaxed it when you faced back to him.
๐ฑโI believe it is time for us to depart.โ You tell him. โWhen may I see you again?โ He asks, holding your hands in his own. โWhenever you wish, Mister Gray; should my father allow.โ You tell him, before slowly leading him back to where you originally met. There, the rest of the men along with your parents stood as youโd left them - engaged in unwavering chatter. โAh, Mister Gray - treated well I hope?โ Your father asks and Michael nods at the man. โCertainly.โ
๐ฑAfter some goodbyes and a hug for your fatherโs old friend Thomas, Michael smirked at you and kissed the back of your hand and whispered promises that you shall meet again.
๐ฑThe men walked back to the car in silence, Thomas lighting a cigarette once inside. โHowโd you like her?โ He asked, eyeing Michael before nicotine smoke billowed from his lips. โSheโs a lovely young lady.โ Michael tore his eyes away from his cousin and back to the house, hoping to catch a glimpse of you as you drove away; but to no avail.
๐ฑโSheโs a gentle lass. Innocent and proper.โ Thomas continued and Michael squinted at him, wondering what the man was getting at. โDoesnโt need corrupting.โ โI know that Tommy, what you on about?โ โWeโve come to a business agreement with Archibald Wentworth. They in exchange for protection and a good deal of Shelby business, his daughter would marry a gentleman.โ Thomas stubbed the last bud out on the leather of the car. โI trust you can fit that role?โ
๐ฑBefore either of you really knew it the two were being wed on the great estate of the Wentworth Mansion, both smiling at each other at the end of the aisle like giddy school children with a secret. Within the hour you were husband and wife and Michael had the life and wife he had so hoped and dreamed for.
๐ฑThe reception was a glamorous event; dancing and drinking and the celebration of you being safe, and the Shelby name moving up in the social hierarchy of local reputation. Yourself and Michael had snuck off for a moment alone with one another, to discuss the whirlwind of a day and plans moving forwards together. โMay I say my darling you look absolutely divine.โ He comments, taking your hand to make you do a full 360 turn to display your attire to him. He swore the dress was adorned entirely in Tiffany crystals. โThank you, you are too kind.โ He tuts โI can never be too kind to my wife.โ He smiles.
๐ฑโAnd may I be so reckless to say I cannot wait to get this dress of you eitherโ he smirked and you raised your brows as your cheeks reddened. โIf that is no problem of course, my lady?โ He confirms and you nod. โI apologise for my experience, for I have never before been with a man.โ You admit, bashfully and his mouth ran dry. โNever?โ You shook your head in confirmation. โNever, Michael.โ You say and he gleefully picks you up to spin you around as you laugh at his response. โWell my darling, I hope you know I am prepared to take more than good care of you this evening. And of course continue the family name.โ
Finn๐๏ธ
๐๏ธYou were the first girl Finn really cared about. Sure, heโd been on dates and hired whores to satisfy his desires. But heโd never really given much thought into actually taking his time with a girl. Until he saw you working at the bookshop two streets in the wrong direction from the Garrison.
๐๏ธHim, Isaiah and Bonnie were basically being little shits on the streets of Birmingham when heโd saw you organising shelves through the window, brow furrowed and tongue slightly protruding from your lips as you struggled to place an old hardback on the top shelf. The other two lads had carried on walking whereas Finn had stopped, the other two halting a few ways down to road to figure out where their third had gone, turning to see him awestruck at the bookshop window.
๐๏ธThey hurried back, laughing at the boy who was notably illiterate. Finn could not read, nor write but was staring into the bookshop. โWhat yโ doing Finn? No picture books in there!โ Isaiah joked, straining to see what Finn was so intently staring at. โAh the girlโ Bonnie elbowed him. โShe wonโt want you mate.โ Isaiah informed him โsheโs got Shakespeare and Wordsworth. You donโt even know who Iโm on about.โ And Isaiah was right. You did look dignified and well read because you were. And he was just Finn.
๐๏ธBut he found himself two street in the wrong direction every day nearly, at least when he could find time to slip away. And Isaiah and Bonnie were sick of their lovesick friend ditching them to stare at a stranger awkwardly through a window. Then one day, when the three were repeating their galavant from the first time they saw you, Isaiah shoved him in the door.
๐๏ธThe bell chimed and you turned from your stepladder โjust a minute!โ You climbed down and approached the disheveled boy at the door. โCan I help you?โ You ask โbookโ he says and you crease your brows โโฆbook?โ Isaiah chimed in behind him โhe wants to buy a bookโ he confirms as he smacks Finn around the back of the head. โAny book in particular?โ โMy first alphabet!โ Bonnie exclaims, and the two boys begin cackling loudly and Finn grits his teeth and pushes the two out of the door.
๐๏ธโEh what do you recommend?โ He asked, scratching the back of his head and his eyes wander on all the paved backs of untouched literature. โWhat do you like? Fiction? Non-fiction?โ Finn looks at you gone out. You look around for a simple poetry book you know is easy to understand โhere, try this itโs one of my favouritesโ Finn nods and turns the book over in his hands and has a quick flick through. โHow much do I owe you?โ He asks, pushing his hand into his pocket. You shake your head โjust come back and exchange it once youโre done.โ Finn nods. He could do that. He thanks you and begrudgingly heads out the door to his friends who were still hounding him for the situation and he just smiles at you through the window.
๐๏ธFinn was getting ribbed week in and week out by both his friends and older brothers, Arthur drunkenly questioning in front of everyone why he hadnโt hired any whores recently and why books were appearing by his bed when he couldnโt read. The family laughed as his face reddened, Isaiah explaining that the lovely young lady down the bookshop had his interest peaked.
๐๏ธโYโgot her in bed yet?โ John asked with a smirk and the younger boy elbowed him sharply. โNo.โ He mumbled. โNo? Olโ โjust want a shagโ here hasnโt gotten a lady in bed?โ His brother joked. โNo sheโs not the kind of lass I want to put off.โ โAhโ Tommy ruffled his hair. โSheโs the real deal then?โ He smiled while lighting up another cigarette. Finn thought for a moment before nodding. Yeah, you were the real deal.
๐๏ธโDateโ Finn said as he crashed through the door of your bookshop. You raised a brow at him. โDate with me, please.โ He says, panting. โFinn are you alright?โ You ask, placing a hand on his back. Me nods, heaving and placing his hands on his knees. Heโd just ran here from being with his family. โDo you want to go on a date with me?โ He asked when heโd finally gotten his wind back. You smiled and nodded. โYes I would Finn, when?โ โNow.โ You raise your brows. โRight now?โ โYeah. If youโd like.โ You look down at the dainty wristwatch you were wearing and decided it was wishful thinking if you thought that you were going to get any more footfall in the next hour before you closed. You hummed and nodded. โSure, letโs go.โ
๐๏ธFinn took you to one of the nicest restaurants in Birmingham in walking distance, waiter seating you quickly after he noticed who Finn was, handing the two of you two open menus. You looked over the options, but was soon distracted by Finnโs conflicted face. โYou alright, Finn?โ He nods. โWhatโs up?โ He ponders for a minute before mumbling something. โSorry?โ โI canโt read and this has no pictures.โ He admits sheepishly, averting his eyes from yours.
๐๏ธโYou canโt read?โ You ask, mulling over the past several weeks where youโd be too-ing and fro-ing with Finn with your book recommendations. โBut youโve been borrowing books for months-โ โjust to see you.โ He says, looking down as a smile began to grew on your lips. โI understand if you want to leave. Youโre smart and pretty and Iโm just an illiterate gangsta.โ He says, mentally readying himself for your leave. You placed your hand on top of his where it was laid on the table. โFinn thatโs so sweet.โ His brows shot up. โYou did that for me?โ You ask, biting your lips as he affirms your question. You place a chaste kiss to his cheek as you realise just how much the blinder truly cared about you.
๐๏ธโLetโs get out of here.โ You say, breaking the silence. โSeriously?โ He asks, moving closer for a more private conversation. โIโm serious. Letโs go.โ You say, โreally? We donโt have too if you donโt want too-โ โFinn Shelby. Letโs go.โ And you didnโt have to tell him again, running back home like two giddy school children, hiding away in his room for the rest of the evening, ended by you laying on his bare chest while he drew shapes into your relaxed shoulder.
๐๏ธโThat was better than I expected for my first time.โ You admit, staring at the ceiling. It takes a few minutes for Finn to clock onto what youโd just said. He looks down at you, movement of his thumb faltering. โYou were a virgin?โ He asks, lump in his throat growing as he forced himself to swallow it. โYeah.โ He smirks.
๐๏ธโNice.โ
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Show You How Much I Love You
Pairing: Michael Gray x Reader
W/C: 3.5k
Warnings: SMUT!!, the second half is just sex, bit of a praise kink, talk of injuries and blood (not related to the smut!)
Description: After Michael gets shot, youโve been visiting him in the hospital every day. He has a realisation on his last day there, and when you get home, he shows you how much heโs missed you.
(took a lil break from writing tommy all the time - he will be back! promise! - and did a lil spin for michael. iโve been OBSESSED with both of them recently. so proud of the smut in this bc itโs literally only my second full on smut!!! let me know what u think babes! b back with tommy shtuff sooooon)
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You hated the hospital. The building always smelled of antiseptic, slightly bitter, but with the added scent of artificial fragrance contained in soaps and cleaning products. And what was worse, the smell would linger on your clothes and in your hair, even hours after you'd left, and you'd have to bathe after every time you visited, to avoid going to bed smelling like death.
"Morning, Miss L/N." The nurses had gotten to know you over the last five weeks, and they'd always greet you when you came to visit. As much as you hated the hospital, and it's smell, the nurses made your visits very slightly more bareable.
"Good morning, Margaret." You sighed, smoothing your hair down and fixing the fur collar of your coat. "How is he, today?"
"He's had some great news today, ma'am. I think you'll be delighted." Margaret smoothed a hand over your back and then hurried off, the nurses were always on the run. You wondered what news your boyfriend could possibly have gotten that would've delighted you, considering all you'd had the past five weeks was more death, upset, and terrible news.
You climbed the stairs, still fussing over your hair, and your coat, and pulling out a small, pocket mirror to fix your lipstick in. You always ended up going to the hospital dressed like a model, because Michael had told you the first time that seeing you all dressed up had been the only thing he was looking forward to.
You plucked a cigarette from your pocket, and balanced it between your lips as you reached his room, "Miss L/N! No smoking, please! It's not allowed.", You waved the nurse off.
You took a slow drag from your cigarette, filling your lungs, and then pushed the door to Michael's room open. You beamed when you saw him, standing by his bed, something he hadn't done for the entirety of his time in recovery.
He held his arms out when he saw your smile, smiling himself, as though he was presenting a gift to you. "Well?"
"Oh my God, Michael!" You ran for him, giggling as you did, and you were met with a grunt when you dived into his arms. Michael stumbled backwards slightly as he wrapped his arms around you, before regaining his balance. His chest stung in all the places he'd been shot, but he didn't care too much. You looked so happy, something you hadn't been since finding out about the mafia, and he wasn't going to take that away from you.
"Jesus." He laughed at your excitement, "I'm still sore, sweetheart."
"Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just...You look so much better."
"I feel better. They've been doing physical therapy the past few days, getting me up on my feet, finally got up on my own today."
"Margaret told me you'd had good news, was it this?"
"This, and," He reached behind him and produced a piece of paper from the bedside cabinet. The words "Discharge Notice" were printed in black at the top of the page. "This."
You gasped, "You're getting out? Today?"
"Yes." He nodded, and you clasped a hand over your mouth, ready to squeal with excitement. Michael interrupted, grasping your wrist between his fingers, "But, love, I'd have to stay with you, so it's only if you'll have me. If it'll be too much of a bother, I can stay here-"
"Michael, don't be daft." You moved your hand from your mouth, to press each palm to Michael's cheeks. "Of course I'll have you. It'd be my pleasure."
He sighed and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close, so that your noses were touching. "Are you sure? It's not going to be pretty for the first couple of weeks. Changing bandages, cleaning bullet holes-"
"Michael." You interrupted him quickly, thumb swiping over a small, stitched scar on his cheek. "Of course I'm sure. I mean, it was only a matter of time before we moved in together, anyway, wasn't it? I suppose, it's not under the circumstances we'd like it to have been, but I want to do it."
A comfortable silence fell on the room, Michael was simply smiling, green eyes exploring yours. You ran your fingers over the new scars on his face, and found yourself frowning when you reached a particularly deep one, straight through his eyebrow. He breathed out, "I love you, so much."
You'd never heard anyone say anything with such passion, but Michael had never meant something more in his life. Tommy always spoke about feeling like you'd been pardoned by God when you should've died, and everything else being extra, borrowed time. He didn't think he could live another day without helping you to feel exactly how much you meant to him.
"I love you too, Michael." He was hardly listening to you, just thinking about things he needed to say to you.
"More than anything, you know that, don't you?" He continued. You looked at him, eyes full of concern.
"What's going on?" You were convinced there was something really wrong that he wasn't telling you about.
"Nothing's going on, my love." Michael smoothed your hair down comfortingly, chewing on the side of his lip while he thought about what to say next. "I nearly died, Y/N. I should've died, John did, and he didn't get to tell Esmรฉ that he loved her again. I need you to know what you mean to me. Need you to know how much I love you."
He let his forehead fall against yours, sighed, and squeezed his eyes shut. Tears were threatening to fall, and he knew you'd get upset if you saw him cry. But you'd already sensed he was unsettled, and you pressed your lips to his cheek, and then to his nose, and then to his lips, he loved how loving you were.
"I'm going to show you how much I love you, how much you mean to me. As soon as I can, I'll help you around the house, I'll do everything I can for you." He clasped his hands together at the back of your neck, holding you far enough away that he could really look at you, breaths slightly shaky. "And when I'm better, really better, I mean, I want to marry you."
Your eyes widened, you supposed you might've looked scared to anyone who didn't know you too well. "Michael-"
"I'm serious. If I asked you, right now, to be my wife-"
You shook your head, a grin making it's way onto your face now. "Michael-"
"Will you marry me?" He sounded so serious. You'd spoken about getting married before, and you'd both meant what you'd said, but you hadn't expected he'd ask you so soon. You'd been together just over a year, but you were both still young, and nearly four months of your relationship had just been casual nights together.
"Are you proposing to me?" You were really smiling now. As much as you were young, and as much as you hadn't quite expected this, you were excited. Of course you wanted to marry Michael.
"If that's what you want this to be." He was smiling down at you, grasping both of your hands in his own. Heโd have gotten down on one knee if he couldโve, and he felt a slight pang of guilt knowing this wasnโt quite the proposal youโd probably hoped for.
But you didnโt care. Growing up, youโd wanted a big wedding, with a big proposal beforehand, but having someone who you loved as much as you loved Michael, he couldโve proposed to you at a funeral and youโd have said yes. โWell, if that's what's happening, then yes."
"You'll marry me?" The surprise in his voice was completely unmasked. Heโd had no idea youโd actually say yes.
"Yes. Yes, Michael, I'll marry you." You felt yourself doing a little jump up and down out of excitement.
"Are you serious?"
"Of course I'm serious!"
Michael arms were around your waist, now, picking you up from the ground and kissing you, completely ignoring the burn in his chest. Your lips always felt made for eachother when he kissed you, and this time was no different, if not even better. You hadnโt been kissing him half as much as you normally would, what with everything going on, and it almost felt desperate, needy.
"Tomorrow, I'll go out, and I'll buy you a ring, alright? Tommy owes me money, I'll use that to buy you the biggest one I can find." You laughed at Michael's excitement. "But this is official. We're engaged, love."
"We're engaged." You repeated, tears in your eyes, and let Michael take your face in his hands and kiss you again. You couldn't quite believe what had just happened - truth be told, neither could Michael - and you certainly didn't ever expect it to happen in a hospital room, but you were excited nonetheless.
"Come on, I've got all of my things packed, let's go home."
-
As soon as you stepped through the door to your apartment, you were apologising to Michael for the "state of the place". You weren't entirely used to having him round, and so felt you had to explain the little messes that you'd often leave laying around.
"Sorry, it's a bit of a mess. I've not been home too often. And it's not as big as yours, I know-"
Michael stopped you before you rambled on about how the fireplace wasn't lit, and you hadn't washed your dishes from that morning, and how you'd left all of your makeup out on the bathroom vanity because you hadn't time to put it away.
"Stop it." He soothed you, pressing a finger to your lips and looking around at your ground floor flat. It certainly wasn't much, but he actually liked your house better than his own. It was smaller, and therefore cozier, and he found the looks he got from neighbours the morning after you'd slept together funny, knowing they'd heard you screaming his name the night before. "It's perfect."
You smiled, half-heartedly, and gestured to the living room doorway, "Here, you can lay down on the sofa, and I can make some lunch. What would you like? Oh, and when do I have to change your bandages, do you remember?" You swung open the kitchen cabinet, searching through the groceries you'd bought the day before. "I'm not sure what I could make. I can go to the store, I think it should still be open-"
"Love, stop." Michael stepped closer to you, hands settling on each of your shoulders. "Just take a minute, calm down, we've got time."
"I know. I know, I just-"
"Don't." He let a hand slip down your arm and into your own, "You've said yes to marrying me today, I'm very much happy dealing with your unwashed dishes, and you can make me lunch any time, now, okay? I'm here to stay."
"Come on, fiancรฉ." Michael grinned at you. "Lay with me, please? Missed you."
You sighed, and turned to close the cabinet door behind you. You were quick to stress yourself out, and normally you'd argue that you couldn't just lay down and forget about the things you needed to do, but you'd missed him too. "Okay."
Michael led you down the hallway and into your bedroom, he'd been here before, but you'd spend most of your time together at his house or at the office, so it felt strange having him in your bedroom. He was one to make himself at home, and today was no different. As soon as he reached your bed, the shirt that he was wearing was unbuttoned and on the floor, and he was sprawled out on top of the sheets, gesturing for you to join him.
You tried to lay down next to him, but he had other plans, hands reaching out to grip your hips and pull you on top of him, one knee on either side of his torso. "Michael!" You giggled.
"Oh, come on. I haven't had any time alone with you in over a month." His hands started to make their way under your dress, and you almost let him, until you snapped back to reality and noticed the bandage wrapped around his body.
"I know." You wanted to, you really wanted to, but you found yourself smacking his hand away before he was able to get past your thigh. "But you're still recovering."
"I'm fit enough." He raised an eyebrow at you, and you were certainly considering it. He could definitely be very convincing, when he wanted to.
"Are you sure?" You stuck your bottom lip out, pouting at him.
"I'm sure, baby." His hands found their way to your waist, and he was looking up at you with what you could only describe as hunger in his eyes, jaw clenched. He made it so hard for you to say no. "Come on, let me prove it to you. Let me show you how much I love you.โ
"I don't know, Michael-"
"Please, sweetheart." He interrupted you, "Missed your body. Been so desperate for you."
Hearing him say he was desperate for you had a knot growing in your stomach. You sighed, weighing up the options you had, but ultimately deciding that you'd both be unable to think about anything else if you didn't have sex.
"Okay. Alright, but if you feel like you need to stop, you stop. Okay?"
"I will. Thank you, darling." You could feel him hardening through his trousers, and it had you biting down hard on your lips, having been waiting for this moment to come since he could sit up straight. He'd teased you while in the hospital, talked dirty, touched you every now and again, but it was hard to find a time when a nurse wasn't going to walk in and scold him for being too active, and Polly wasn't going to come in for a visit. "Now, come here."
He pushed himself up, back against the headboard, and dipped his head to connect your lips. It was fast, rough, a clash of teeth and tongue and lips, he'd missed you, and you were making it clear that you'd thought about him for the entire time he'd been in the hospital.
His hands roamed your back, pulling you closer so that you were chest to chest. He could feel his wounds burning when your torso collided with his, but the taste of your lips on his and the feeling of having you so close again quickly dissolved any discomfort he felt.
He was so needy for you, hips bucking upwards to meet yours, hands sliding down to grip your hips, you thought it was the hottest you'd ever seen him. "Fuck, Michael." You gasped out as his lips found your neck, head falling back.
He groaned at the sound of you moaning for him, he'd been waiting to touch you for so long. "Need you, pretty girl. We've got plenty of time for other things later, but I need to be inside you right now."
You didn't need to say another word, you simply nodded and helped him to unbuckle his belt while you hiked your dress up above your waist. His fingers grazed over your lingerie, and you mewled, the feeling almost too much. "Jesus, baby, you're so wet already. Haven't even done anything yet."
"Missed you so much, Michael." You breathed out, an answer to his statement, and simply a statement in itself.
"Missed you too, princess." You loved when he called you pet names.
You watched as he freed himself from his underwear, and his cock sprung up, hard and ready for you. "You're hard already." You mocked his words, and he laughed.
Neither of you wasted any time with foreplay, your panties were ripped off and on the floor with one flick of Michael's wrist, and he was lifting you off of him slightly, and guiding you back down onto his cock.
The feeling of him sliding into you again was euphoric for both of you. You hadn't had sex in more than a month, as opposed to usually being borderline sex addicts, and you knew you wouldn't last long.
You both let out pornographic moans as he bottomed out, Michael's face said it all. His mouth hung open, eyebrows knitted together, eyes wide, you were so tight, he could've came at the feeling of his cock stretching you out.
"Fuck, not gonna last long, honey." His forehead fell against yours and he screwed his eyes shut, just revelling in how good you felt around him. "Are you alright?" He asked, hand holding and stroking your waist lovingly. He was big, and you were so used to him before that you hardly needed any time to adjust, but with being away from eachother for so long, he was almost too much to handle.
"I'm okay. Give me a second. Feel so full." You were breathing heavily, shifting around. It wasn't uncomfortable as such, just a lot to take.
Michael ran his fingers through your hair, soothing you and pressing kisses to your forehead. "Taking me so well, baby. Just take your time."
"Fuck," You moaned, you loved when he was sweet to you in bed. You'd told him months ago that you thought it might've been your biggest turn on. "You can move."
Michael looked up at you, just for an extra check that you were truly alright, and, upon finding no sign that you weren't, bucked his hips up to meet yours. You almost screamed, he knew exactly what spots to hit, and he did every time without fail.
You bounced on him, his hands helping you, lifting you off of him and bringing you straight back down at new angles every time. "You feel so good, Mike."
"Fuck, good girl. That's a good girl." Michael let his forehead drop onto your collarbone, watching your tits bounce up and down. You were so beautiful, he often wondered how he'd gotten so lucky. "Tell me how good I'm making you feel."
"So, so good. Missed your cock so much. Love it so much." Your words were slightly slurred, eyes starting to droop. He loved watching you, how much of a mess you'd get, just from riding his cock.
His hands found your tits, massaging them and twisting your nipples, which always had you screaming for him, and today was no different. "Feel good?"
"Feels fucking amazing." He thrust into you at just the right angle, which had you gasping and digging your nails into his back, leaving little red half moons on his shoulder blades. "Oh, right there, Mike.โ
"Shit, baby, are you close?" You were clenching around him so tightly, "Can feel it, you're close."
"I'm so close." You moaned, you were certain your upstairs neighbours would hear you, the walls and ceilings were thin, and Michael was making you yell out in pleasure.
"Me too. Almost there, sweetheart. Hang on for me." He increased his speed, making it even harder for you to hold on, and making your moans fall from your lips even louder than before.
"I don't think I can, Mike." Your legs were shaking like crazy, and you could feel his dick tensing inside of you. You needed to come so badly.
"I said hold on. You can hold it." His face was stern as he said it, dominant side coming out as he grabbed your hips and slammed you down onto him, bucking his hips at the same time. He was going to make this so good for you.
"Fuck, Michael, please." You threw your head back. You felt his cock twitch, and a loud moan come from him, he was going to come.
"Alright, baby, come. Come with me."
Your throat was hoarse from moaning as loudly as you were, but it didn't stop you from screaming his name as your walls tightened around him and you came undone. The feeling of his cum painting your insides never got old, always made you feel like you could go at least another few rounds.
"Oh my God." You panted, collapsing onto his chest as he lay back on the bed. You both lay there, breathing heavily, sweaty messes, for a few minutes. You didn't think you could move very far, your legs were shaking against him.
"Jesus, have I missed this." Michael kissed the top of your head through quick, harsh breaths.
"I've missed this so much." You agreed, heart pounding.
You lifted your head, just enough to see that there were a few speckles of blood seeping through the bandage that was wrapped around his torso. "You're bleeding, baby. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." He nodded, and reached over to your bedside cabinet to grab the small alarm clock that sat there. It read two oโclock. Michael grinned at you.
"Time to change the bandages."
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The Month of Sin
Hey loves,
Something is in the air, can you smell it? October is approaching and what's the best way to celebrate my favorite month with the unleashing of your wildest Peaky Blinders fantasies? This combined with the fact I'd like to train my smut skills resulted in the idea of hosting a kinktober event dedicated to our lovely Peaky Blinders' characters. For the event, I'll be opening my requests.
How to Make a Request:
Send me the name of the character + the prompt in my ask box and I'll write a reader insert for you. I write for all the characters except the creeps like Mosley or Hughes. Also, I know y'all love Tommy and I'll write for him but please, try to give some love to the other characters too. :)
Ideas: Tommy, Arthur, John, Polly, Ada, Michael, Finn, Bonnie, Isaiah, Alfie, Aberama, May, Heaven etc. I also accept OC x Canon so if you wanna send me a request featuring your OC's favorite pairing, feel free.
Rules:
This is mainly smut but if you're really uncomfortable with it and still want me to write something for you, add (vanilla) to your request.
No date limitation. You can ask for any number no matter the date.
There is no limitation on requests one person can ask. Anons are welcome.
One character per prompt. Prompts are listed below.
Prompts list:
1 - Breathe with Tommy
2 - Cut with Alfie
3 - Marked with Finn
4 - After Care with Finn / A Peaky Lady
5 - Rope Bunny with Arthur
6 - Drunk with Tommy
7 - Blindfold with John / Aberama
8 - Creampie with John or Author's choice
9 - Praise with Bonnie
10 - Size with Alfie/ Luca
11 - Power with Michael
12 - Oral with Bonnie
13 - Breeding with Alfie
14 - Blood with Tommy
15 - Tamed with Arthur
16 - Denial with Tommy
17 - Daddy with Michael / Alfie / Aberama / Arthur
18 - Public with John
19 - Threesome with Tommy and Author's choice
20 - Leash & Collar with Arthur and Heaven
21 - Knife with Isaiah
22 - Strip with John
23 - Overstimulation with Tommy
24 - Car with Tommy
25 - Punishment with John
26 - Worship with Changretta and Eva
27 - Begging with Tommy
28 - Corruption with Arthur
29 - Blasphemy with Arthur
30 - Age Gap (surprise dark!fic) with the three brothers
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Donโt You Think Itโs Time?ย โ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฃ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฎ ๐ญ ๐๐๐๐๐๐งย (๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐๐)
Part 2ย โ
warnings: mentions of violence, swearing & blood.
There was always something about Finn Shelby that made Y/N feel more alive than ever before.
The mere sight of him would make her heart swoon. The thought of him would make its way into her mind at almost every moment of the day, filled with his kind words and his gentle gaze.
She has had a yearning for him from the very first moment they had set eyes on each other.
Y/N L/N, the young 22 year old was fresh into her Nursing & Midwifery career. Riding around the streets of Small Heath on a bicycle, turning heads wherever she went. To begin with, she was utterly terrified. But she soon became more comfortable with every moment that passed and the streets of Small Heath soon became familiar to her.
She would never forget the night her path crossed with Finn Shelbyโs. A wild turn of events that would soon lead to a beautiful friendship, and perhaps something more.
It was quite late into the evening, Y/N had just helped a mother to deliver another beautiful and healthy baby. The father had gifted her a small bottle of whiskey, followed by a chorus of kind and gracious words for her helping to bring his daughter safely into the world.
Even though she didnโt drink, she took the bottle, concealing it in her nursing bag that was strapped on the back of her bicycle.
She hopped on her bicycle, preparing herself for the long cycle home. The night was that cold that she could see her breath. She bid the family one final farewell before setting off into the night. She listened carefully to the sounds around her as she rode through Small Health. She could hear the sounds of rowdy men in the pubs, the occasional sounds of chatter and cars. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.
Much to her despise, it had started to rain not long after she had left. She began to pedal a little faster, wanting to get back to the Nurseโs home as soon as she could. She still had around 20 minutes left of her journey.
She became extra vigilant, as her vision became impaired due to how hard it was starting to rain. She rode past The Garrison, another pub filled with music and rowdy men. She came across a darker part of the street that wasnโt lit up quite as well as near the pub. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something. Or rather, someone. They seemed to be hunched over from what she could make out.
Out of pure instinct, she came to a complete stop. She hopped off her bicycle, mounting it against the brick wall. Remaining cautious, she decided to approach the person.
โExcuse me,โ she announced herself, hoping whoever it was could hear her over the rain hitting the pavement, โIs everything alright?โ ย
As she came closer to them, the person started to stand up. She was now able to make out that it was a man, who turned to her with a smile that she could only describe as evil.
The man snickered, dropping the bottle of alcohol she had failed to see him holding in his hand. She flinched at the sound of the glass hitting the pavement quite loudly, smashing into a thousand pieces. ย
โI reckon there is something you can help with, sweetheart.โ The man spoke in a low voice, before grabbing her and slamming her against the wall before she even had time to run away.
โNo!โ she screamed, trying to fight her way out of his strong grip, โStop! Leave me alone!โ
She could smell the vile, strong scent of alcohol on his breath, turning her head away as his face kept coming closer to hers.
The man chuckled, tightening his grip around her wrists, โIโm going to have some fun with you, stop fucking moving you whore.โ
Her knees felt weak, like she could topple to the ground in fear any second. She fought harder and more desperately as hercoat buttons were ripped from being pulled open so forcefully. Her tears were hot against her cheeks as the rain that kept hitting her skin.
She screamed. Wishing that someone, anyone at all, could hear her cries. The man kept clawing at the buttons of her uniform, trying to get them undone.
She had started preparing herself for the hell she thought she was going to face; but she soon heard someone yell out from behind them.
โHey! Get the fuck off her!โ she managed to glance up to see the man being pulled away from her. She had never been more grateful for being able to breathe properly now her attacker was no longer crushing her with his weight.
She was quick to wrap her ripped coat back around herself as best she could, watching with tired eyes as the scene unfolded before her. Whoever had saved her life was now above her attacker, throwing punches over and over again that she had lost count.
Her attacker was then slammed against the brick wall on the opposite side of the road to her, his face bleeding and broken. The other man, who she still couldnโt make out, took his hat off before turning it inside out. Even though it was dark, she couldnโt mistake the shine of razor blades hidden on the inside of his hat.
Whoever he was, he was a Peaky Blinder.
She knew who the Peaky Blinders were, and in any other case would be petrified. But in this moment, she felt somewhat safe. She knew she should probably make a run for it, but she couldnโt seem to tear her gaze away from him.
The man slashed her attackers face, and she cringed after hearing him yell out in pain. ย
โIf I ever see you again,โ he then points in her general direction, making her breath hitch, โAnd if I ever see you near her again, I will cut your eyes out of your fucking skull and Iโll watch you bleed. Do you understand?!โ ย
He then proceeds to throw him to the ground, not waiting to hear for her attackerโs response. The two of them watch him scramble to his feet and flee from the scene.
Y/N was stiff and hadnโt dared to move a muscle from the moment she was saved. There was something about her saviour that drew her in. She watches him turn around to face her, quickly making sure that her attacker ran completely out of his sight. They were still a few feet away from one another, staring at each other, not daring to look away once.
Looking closer, she realized that he was a young man who didnโt look much older than herself. She could see his shoulders moving up and down from how hard he was trying to catch his breath. His hair was now damp, droplets of water running down his face. He held his bloodied cap in his hand with a tight grip, not daring to let go.
There was something about him that made her feel a particular type of way.ย
โIโm sorry, please, donโt be scared.โ The young man broke the silence, beginning to approach her slowly, โAre you alright, did he hurt you?โ
As he approached her, she couldnโt seem take her eyes off him. Not only was she grateful, but she was also mentally scolding herself for thinking about how attractive the young Peaky Blinder standing before her was.
Blood covered his white shirt that he was wearing underneath his dark grey suit, but she ignored it.
โIโm okay,โ she whispered.
She could see his face drop as he let out a small sigh, โIโm sorry if I scared you.โ
For the first time since the encounter, she offered a small smile towards him, โYou didnโt. Thank you for helping me.โ
โI wasnโt going to let that prick hurt you.โ
Despite him being a Peaky Blinder, she could see something in his eyes. It was kindness, she could see it as clear as day. It was this kindness that had saved her from something awful. Something everyone fears.ย
She glances down at his side, and without thinking, reaches out for his hand. His knuckles were red and bruised, there was blood from the amount of punches he had been throwing.
โYouโre bleeding,โ She spoke, concerned no longer for herself but for the young man standing in front of her.ย
Her touch sent shivers down his spine. He closed his eyes for only a quick second, wanting to etch this memory in his mind of how soft her skin against his was.
It surprised him that this girl, who was only seconds away from pure terror, was no longer concerned for herself. She was concerned for him. He stole a glance at the nursing uniform underneath her coat.ย
โI can barely feel anything, donโt worry about me,โ he shook his head as he spoke, gently placing that same hand on her arm.ย
After seeing her involuntarily flinch, he instantly felt bad. It was out of instinct, but she couldn't help miss his touch after he had taken his hand away.ย
He led her out from the rain, into a small eve that sheltered them both from the rain. Again, they stood opposite one another; there being not much room between the two of them. She could the warmth radiating off of him due to the close proximity.ย
He looked down at her small frame, noticing she had started to shiver. Without a second thought, he started taking of his suit jacket.
As he took of his suit jacket, she spotted the signature pocket watch tucked into his vest, along with the gun holster that was sitting on his shoulders that had been concealed underneath his jacket until now.ย
He looked into her eyes, not needing to speak as he silently asked for permission. The space between them was small, but he managed to wrap his jacket around her.ย
She glanced up at him gratefully, meeting his gaze and holding onto the front of his jacket to stop it from falling from her shoulders. She was engulfed by the smell of his cologne and the faint smell of cigarettes, it made her heart beat all the faster. It was comforting.ย
โIโm Finn Shelby,โ he spoke, his hands not once leaving her waist.
โY/N L/N,โ she responded.ย
Her eyes trailed his face, admiring him.ย
Finn smiled down at her, wanting nothing more than to make her feel safe. He pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her small frame until she stopped shaking. Resting his head on top of hers, the pair gently swayed in one anotherโs arms, listening to the rain as it began to fade away.ย
โWould you let me walk you home?โ he asked, pulling his head away to look down at her, suddenly becoming shy at the close proximity of their faces.ย
She nodded, resting her forehead against his,ย โIโd like that.โ
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The pair soon set off into the night, Finn never once leaving her side.ย
Y/N felt comfortable in his presence, knowing there was something special about him. It was like she had known him for her entire life, his eyes were so alive with promise.ย
They had talked the whole way, both of them blushing when their arms would brush together.ย
Their hearts fell just that little bit when they arrived underneath the bike shed at the Nurseโs home.ย
Finn leaned against the wooden post as he watched Y/N put her bicycle away, unbuckling her nursing bag from the back. She held the bag by her side and glanced in his direction, smiling like she couldnโt help it.ย
โThank you for walking me home, and for being there for me. I canโt bear to imagine what would have happened to me if you didnโt show up.โ
Finn smiled, leaning off of the post and standing up straight as she handed him back his suit jacket,ย โAnything to keep you safe.โ
He could see that he had made the girl blush at his words, sheโs so beautiful he thought.ย
He shrugged his suit jacket back on, his gun holster now being concealed once again. The two of them stood in a comfortable silence for a few seconds, dreading the thought of having to leave one another.ย
Y/N then rummaged through her nursing bag, Finn being confused once she pulled out a small bottle of whiskey.ย
โBeen drinking on the job?โ Finn joked, looking back into her eyes.ย ย
โNo, uh..,โ she chuckled, clearing her throat,ย โI was given this tonight from a grateful patient, I delivered her baby.โ
Finn nodded, putting his hands in his pockets,ย โBoy or girl?โ
โA little girl,โ she smiled,ย โI donโt drink so I thought you could take this, consider it a thank you.โย
Finn laughed and took the small bottle she offered him, his fingers brushing against hers, โIโll take it, but there really is no need to thank me.โ
Y/N kept eye contact with him, unsure of what to say next. Finn managed to beat her to it, stepping closer so he was right in front of her.ย
โWill I see you again?โ he asks in a sort of hushed whisper.ย
โYou will,โ she responded, a wave of confidence suddenly coming over her.ย
She took one more step, her body now being pressed up against his. she slipped her hand through his jacket, placing her hand over his heart. She could feel it pounding through his chest as she reached up and placed a kiss on the corner of his lips, teasing him.ย
โIโll see you soon, Mr Shelby.โย ย
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๐ฟ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ก๏ผ1
๐ท๐๐๐๐กโ๐ฆ ๐โ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ฅ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โ๐
๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๏ผ๐ท๐๐๐๐กโ๐ฆ ๐โ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐โ๐๐๐๐ฆ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐กโ๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ โ๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ก๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐. ๐ท๐๐๐๐กโ๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ ๐โ๐๐๐. ๐ โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ค ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ก. ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ.
When she was young all Dorothy wanted to do was to make her farther proud of her. When he came home from war. It was like the little girl had turned in to a complete stranger. She would draw him pictures only to later find them in the bin. She tried everything. She always did well in school but none of it was never enough for him.
So soon enough the young girl stood trying. She didnโt even speak with her so called farther. Dorothy couldnโt remember a time when the two of them had a conversation. She would watch the way John was with his children. How he would swing Katie around and cuddle her. She often imagined that her dad would do that to her.
But that day never came. And now here she was. in an all girls boarding school. She only had a few months of school left. She hated the place. It was filled with nuns. And there was one strange perverted priest. But Dorothy managed to keep out of trouble. Her quietness kept her away from most of the cruel punishments.
She did have to admit. That the place was incredibly lonely. She had no friends. And she didnโt receive any mail on Fridays like the rest of the girls. And Fridays were the days that Dorothy would spend on her own in her bedroom crying. She just wanted someone to write to her. Ask her if she was ok. Ask her how she was doing.
She just longed for one little letter. And then she received one. But it was far from the one she expected. It was an investment to her fartherโs wedding. No are you ok? No. How are you? Just a shot in invitation. โ๐ฆ๐๐ข โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐กโ๐ก๐๐๐๐กโ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐โ that was in four days. And all Dorothy wanted to do was to shove the invitation down her fartherโs throat.
But the young woman chose to be civilised and decided to attend. She had taken the train to Birmingham and she would probably call a taxi from the train stations public phone. She had worn one of her best dresses. And she had gotten her hair cut. Her hair was nearly down her back when she was fourteen and now she had it cut to her shoulders with pretty curls.
She had changed a lot in four years. She looked nothing like she did when she had first left for London. And her voice was very much different. Her words always sounded very smart. And she had a strong posh London accent. She no longer sounded as rough as she once did and Dorothy quite liked the change.
She wanted to leave every thing that reminded her of her last life. She watched out of the window as the taxi pulled up to the church. It was large. She saw some men standing out side smoking a cigarette. She had arrived ten minutes early. But it seemed as though she was not the only one which put her mind at ease lightly.
As Dorothy exited the car she handed the money over to the man bidding him a fair well. The young woman made her way over to the church noticing some of the men smoking their cigarettes outside staring at her. They were wearing cavalry uniforms which confused her. She remembered how much her family hated the cavalry.
A lot has changed. She gripped her small purse in her hands. As she walked through the doors of the church. The rows were full and Dorothy could see her farther stood at the front with her uncle. Dorothy walked quickly hoping that they did not notice her. And just her luck they did not. She took a seat next to a large man with a beard. He did seem to mind as she sat down.
She noticed Finn in the corner of her eye looking at her. The two of them were once close. Dorothy would often comfort Finn after he had had a nightmare or when he had been told of for being naughty and he was yelled at. The two of them were friends. Well that was what Dorothy thought until she went a month without a single letter from anyone.
Dorothy looked away from the boys eyes. She also noticed the man next to her starring at her. She felt a soft pink colour paint her cheeks. Dorothy had chosen to sit further away down the church as the family of the groom and bride were sat. She wasn't ready for any awkward confrontations yet.
She turned to look at the man she was seated next to. He was much taller than her self. His face had some scars on it. He seemed rather friendly in his body language. But he hadn't spoken to her. And Dorothy understood. She was a stranger and so was he to her. So she didn't bother to engage in to small talk.
The church looked beautiful and elegant. And her family all looked to be wearing expensive clothes which was very different to what they wore when Dorothy lived with them. She felt out of place. Her dress was cheep and she had bought it in a small boutique in town. She shrunk down in her chair. Now Embarrassed of the way she was dressed.
It felt like they were all going forward and they were just leaving her behind. And she was just like some kind of dead weight. A young man came around with the lyrics of the songs that they would sing in church. The man next to her didnโt accept the paper. But Dorothy smiled taking it from the young manโs hands.
Of course with four years of church every day. Dorothy practically new every word of the songs. But the young boy looked scared from talking to the man next to her. So she thought she should be kind. And it seemed to work. The young boy looked more relieved as he returned the kind smile to Dorothy. And carried on handing the slips of paper to the rest of the people.
As the church choir sang in the bleak midwinter. Everyone sat in silence. And soon Jeremiah Jesus came forward graces side looked disgusted with the fact that their was a man of colour who would marry grace and Tomas. But Jeremiah didnโt let that bother him as he walked forward taking his place at the stand.
And then the music began to play. Dorothy and the rest were all waiting for grace to come down the isle. She looked around at the rest of the family. None of them had noticed her here. And she couldnโt lie she felt really disappointed. She thought that at least one of them would have noticed her being at the bloody wedding.
And then grace came out from behind the door with her farther holding her hand as he was dressed in a cavalry uniform. A dark purple vail was placed over her face so nobody could see her face. All of the women on graces side of the family all fussed over about how lovely she looked. But the Shelby women didnโt look very happy. Dorothy wasnโt really bothered.
Tommy removed the vail off of his future wifeโs face. They both smiled at one another. Before they both turned towards Jeremiah Jesus. Waiting for him to marry the couple. Dorothy heard the man at the side of her let out a unhappy grunt. Dorothy turned to look at him. He was also looking at her. Making the young woman blush as she turned back around.
โDearly beloved, we are all gathered here today to join together in holy matrimony. Tomas Michael Shelby and Grace Helen Burgess. Do you Tomas Michael Shelby, Take Grace Helen Burgess to be your lawfully wedded wife ?โ Jeremiah asked her father. And he turned to look at grace. โI doโ he said proudly.
โDo You Grace Helen B๏ฟผ๏ฟผurges. Solemnly swear to love, honour, and obey till death do you part. ?โ Jeremiah now turned to grace and asked her. And she once again smiled and turned to her soon to be husband. โI doโ she smiled saying it with the same pride as tommy did. โI now pronounce you husband and wife.โ And the newly wedded couple brought one an other in for a kiss. Making everyone clap and cheer.
Everyone then made their way out of the church and outside. Dorothy was stood on her own. It was like nobody cared about her. She felt like a fool. As she stood with her purse in her hand. She just wished that she could go home. She watched as the two familyโs gathered around for a photo. And heat Dorothy was not in it.
She watched as they all smiled together. Tommy and grace then climbed in to their carriage to drive to their home. She turned to see the man she was sat next to in the church standing besides her. โWho are you then.โ His voice was rough and his frame was much larger than hers. But Dorothy sent him a soft sad smile.
โDorothy but itโs not like anyone remembersโ she said sadly looking at the man as she played with the purse in her hands. The man studied her. And he looked at her confused. He clearly didnโt understand her answer but he didnโt bother to question her which she was great full for.
โAy been there. You need a lift.โ He asked when he noticed she hadnโt come with anyone and women were not allowed to drive so she wouldnโt be able to get to Arrow house. Dorothy gave the man a genuine smile. No longer sad.
โIf you really donโt mind.โ Dorothy said. Her voice was soft. She was sweet. And there werenโt many people like that anymore and Alfie could tell that there was something wrong. And he didnโt want to engage In awkward small talk with his driver. When Alfie just wanted to blow his fucking brains out.
โAy. Not at allโ alfie said walking towards his car with Dorothy following behind him. Finn watched from the steps of the church. He knew he had to tell Tommy. He didnโt trust Alfie and he really didnโt trust Alfie around Dorothy. She didnโt know about the business that Tommy and Alfie had. So she was vulnerable.
Alfie opens the door for Dorothy and gave her his hand helping her inside the car. She sat down on the right side of the car. Tucking her purse in at her side. The driver gave Alfie a questioning look. But Alfie just nodded at him to drive.
โWho are you then. Iโve given you my name.โ Dorothy smiled. At Alfie who nodded his head at her words. He was nervous that she would know who he was. And be scared of him. His name was well known. And many people already feared him.
โAlfie, Alfie Solomonsโ he told her leaning back in his seat in the car. His name sounded familiar. But Dorothy couldnโt exactly put her finger on it so she just left it. And shrugged it off and smiled at him.
โItโs a pleasure to meet you mr Solomons, so what are you doing at my dads wedding?.โ Dorothy asked. Not noticing the shocked look on Alfieโs face as the words came out of her mouth. But he tried to keep his cool.
โMe and tommy. Weโre business partners. Didnโt know he had a a girl. Thought it was just the little one.โ He said as he stared at Dorothy whoโs expression suddenly changed. She looked sad. Really sad.
โYeah, I was sent away. For school in London. I donโt even think he remembers me. I donโt think anyone does.โ She said sadly looking down at her hands with a sigh. Now Alfie felt bad. And that was a rare thing. Alfie never felt sorry for people. Not even for himself.
โMaybe thatโs a good thing ay. You donโt want to be with them. Bunch a bastards if ya ask me.โ Alfie said his voice rough as he placed his top hat on his head. Dorothy giggled at his comment finding him funny as he cheered her up. Maybe this whole wedding wouldnโt be so bad.
โI suppose your right.โ She laughed. Alfie watched as she did. The way the dimples on her cheeks became more visible and he got to see her beautiful hazel doe eyes. As the car pulled up to arrow house. Cars were all over the place and Alfie ordered his driver to pull up right at the door. And then to park the car once him and Dorothy were gone.
โWait thereโ he told her with his thick London accent as he got out of the car. Dorothy did as he had said and remained in her seat. She was not sure as to why. But she did not bother to question him. Then her door opened and their Alfie stood with his hand out for Dorothy to hold so it was easy for her to exit the car.
The young woman smiled at him taking his hand in to hers. As she jumped down from the car. She thanked him as she strained her dress down. And Alfieโs hand left hers. So she used both of her hands to hold on to her bag. Her and Alfie walked in to the large home.
It was beautiful. This was far from what Dorothy remembered living in. She remembered a small home. With stained walls. And dirty floors. And this. This was amazing. She felt so left out. While she was still learning how to cook and clean. Everyone else was living life to the fullest.
But underneath her and Alfie. There was a meeting. And her name might just come up. Tommy took of his jacket with a cigarette hanging from his lips. As John and Arthur finally appeared on the stairs. Finn was eating whatever he could get his hands in and all of the other peaky boys made their way in to the room.
โRight boys, youโre all here. Today is my fucking wedding day.โ Tommy was about to carry on with his speech before John interrupted him. โYeah and you said. Thereโd be no bloody uniformsโ John told his older brother angrily.
โNeverthelessโฆ nevertheless, Johnโฆdespite the bad blood, Iโll have none of it in my carpet. Now for graces sake, nothing will go wrong. Those bastards out there are her family. And if you fuckers do anything to embarrass her, your kin, your cousins, your horses, your fucking kids. You do anythingโฆโ Tommy said in an angry rage once again before he was once again rudely interrupted.
โTom?โ Isaiah said and tommy turned to look at him his face still angry. โWhat about snow?โ He asked curiously. โYeah their women are sports Iโll say thatโฆโ John laughed bringing Isaiah in to a head lock. Scratching his scalp making the younger boy laugh.
โNo. No. No. no cocaine. No cocaine. No sport. No telling fortunes. No racing. No fucking sucking petrol out of their fucking cars. And, you Charlie, stop spinning yarns about me, eh? โ tommy told everyone of the men individually.
โIโm just trying to sell you to them. Tom.โ Charlie told his nephew. Finn was wondering when he should tell Tommy about Dorothy and the fact that Alfie was trying to get close to her. He knew that Tommy wouldnโt be happy. But then again Tommy hadnโt seen the girl in four years and no one other than Finn recognised her anyway.
โBut the main thing is, you bunch of fuckers, desire the provocation from the cavalry. No fighting, Oi! No fighting. No fucking fighting. No fighting. No fucking fighting.!โ Tommy shouted at the men as he went and stood next to Arthur until a male maid bumped in to him. Tommy pushed the man to the floor. โGet the fuck off me!โ And then Arthur through a glass at him.
โTom. Dollyโs here. But sheโs all different her hair itโs short and sheโs well sheโs wearing a dress.โ Finn said out loud. All of the men turned ti look at him. Clearly shocked that Dorothy was here. Tommy looked the most shocked. He didnโt think she would really come. Especially after he had been a massive dick. He hadnโt written her a single letter. No one had. She spent four years off her life by herself. And now tommy was having to come to terms with all of his guilt.
Tommy didnโt say anything as he left the kitchen and back out to the party in the home. He searched around for a young woman matched the description of what Finn had told him dolly now looked like. But what he saw was not what he wanted.
His daughter sat with Alfie fucking Solomons
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MASTERLIST : PEAKY BLINDERS
Main Masterlist here.
Notice: This will be updated once every new post is posted.
Last Update: 4/9/2024
THOMAS "TOMMY" SHELBY
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Attention - smut
โณ You're a jazz singer and you were invited to Tommy's brother's wedding and you caught his attention.
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A Peaky Blinder - fluff
โณ You encountering an assaulter while drinking on the Garrison pub.
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Fainting - angst & fluff
โณ How they react when you faint.
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Protection - angst & fluff
โณ You were protecting your son, Charlie when Billy Kimber's men ambushed your shared home.
JOHN SHELBY
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Defense - angst & fluff
โณ Defending John during the ambush of Changretta's men in your home.ย
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A Peaky Blinder - fluff
โณ You encountering an assaulter while drinking on the Garrison pub.
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Fainting - angst & fluff
โณ How they react when you faint.
ARTHUR SHELBY
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A Peaky Blinder - fluff
โณ You encountering an assaulter while drinking on the Garrison pub.
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Fainting - angst & fluff
โณ How they react when you faint.
MICHAEL GRAY
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Dirty Little Thoughts - smut
โณ You and Michael can't control thinking about all the dirtiest thoughts you can think of each other.
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