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Friends & Lovers:

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Trigger Warnings: a lil bit of WWI angst.

Word Count: 1,510

Characters: Ada Shelby x Y/N, Thomas Shelby x Y/N

Requested: Yes by Anon, you can find it here +

Ada laughed as you waltzed around in one of Tommy’s old coats. It was one he’d kept from years ago, before everything went downhill. It had acquired quite a lot of dust on it until you’d found it in the attic that day. Causing you to sneeze every so often as you pranced around.

“Do the voice! Do the voice!” Ada yelled as you cleared your throat, doing the worst-yet best impression of your lifelong friend and lover.

“When I was in France…” You’d say, trying to make your voice reach a low octave as you folded your arms trying to look tough.

As you felt the soft fabric in your hands, you looked out the window, thinking back to all those happy moments with him, and Ada of course.

You’d been with the Shelby family practically all your life. You being the same age as their brother John, living right next door to them on Watery Lane.

You were there through all their hardships. Giving each of the boys a long hug before they left for the war.

To Arthur, you were like a sister. To Ada, well - you were her lifelong best friend. Her go to gossiper, glittery makeup tester, and her most trusted person. But to John and Tommy, you were their first crush.

John tried to get you first, trying to play with a ball on the streets in front of you. Forever trying to impress you with his sporting skills. Eventually you decided to engage in some games with him. And even sneakily sharing a kiss in the alley between your houses as alcohol flowed through both your veins one night. But you refused to go any further, knowing he wasn’t the one you yearned for.

In contrast with John, you rejected playing sports after a while. Opting for sitting down on the front steps, drawing life around you and often reading. Ada would come out too, shipping her best friend with the blue eyes blinder.

Tommy would see you from in the house, watching you go into your own little world as you’d draw and read. He seemed to be the only one that understood you, being a bit withdrawn himself, he’d sit with you and talk about anything, just to hear your voice. Just to see your smile. But he always liked Ada teasing you, cuz then he could hear your laugh which he thought about often.

Years later you’d come to find out he’d check out the same books at the library and stay up reading till sunrise, just so he’d know about the book and could talk about it with you.

But one day as you grew older, you had went off to school in London, making new friends and establishing yourself slightly. Thomas hadn’t gotten the courage to ask you out yet, but his letters always hinted at something more.

When news of the boys being drafted got out, you raced home, knowing it may be the last time you’d see the men you’ve grown to love. Hoping that maybe after the endless years of talking and confiding in each other, he’d admit the one thing he knew deep down. That Tommy loved you, and always had.

So before they left, he grabbed you by the waist pulling you into a kiss that only novels would dare to describe. Your eyes tearing up as he broke away from you in the alley. Oddly the same alley you’d shared your first kiss with John.

“I love you Y/N…I do. If I don’t make it back…just know I’ll always love you aye? Look out for Ada and Pol for me. I’ll write to you.” He said, wiping a tear away from your cheek as the rain started to pour. He looked at his pocket watch as you’d seen the once innocent and docile Thomas turn to a hard-faced man of stone. The fear that he could very well come home in a box plaguing his mind as he hugged you one last time.

“You’ll come back. I know you will. I love you.” You said through your tears, kissing him once more before he left for what felt like an eternity.

But you were right. He did come back. He was a different man, but he came back nonetheless.

It took a while for him to settle back into civilian life, as it did for his brothers and so many others. But you were the one person he could confide in. You felt as if you’d seen the hell he’d been through as he described it to you. He’d sit on the floor of his old room on watery lane with your head lying gently on his lap as he told you about what happened over there. Knowing he at least could tell you, and that you tried your hardest to understand. He’d often stroke your hair as he continued, pausing his story to wipe tears from his eyes and then from yours as he relived the darkest moments of his life. But he knew that as long as he had you, he was going to be okay.

Years later, he’d made sure of that though, seeing as you married him and officially joined the Shelby family. John was understanding through everything, he knew early on that Tommy had won you over, but he always cherished that first kiss. Not thinking anyone could top that until his wife Esme came along.

“Where’d ya go love?” Ada asked, snapping her fingers in front of you as you’d stared off, reminiscing about the past.

“You know where I was.” You said with a wink, as you continued staring out your window.

“You gonna wear that all night?” Ada asked, giggling as you’d realized you’d still had Tommy’s coat on. It fit you perfectly since it was from so long ago, but wearing it always brought you back.

“Y/N…” Ada said, pointing to the doorframe as your husband stood there quietly with a smirk.

“What? Just thought I’d try it on…Don’t I look cute?” You asked, your heart racing as you came back to reality. Knowing that you were with him, and that he was indeed okay. Damaged, but okay.

“Awe look at the love birds. Oi why didn’t we act like that Y/N?” John asked as he held his wife’s hand. They’d just came in your house unannounced like they often did these days, especially after the business started picking up.

“Fucking what?” Tommy asked, his gaze going from you to his brother in a split second.

“When was this?” He asked, letting you go as he loosened the cuff links on his shirt.

“I’m going to let you fight this one.” Ada said to you as she quietly left the room.

“Love. Sweetheart. It’s okay he’s talking about when we were kids. We shared a kiss in the alley one time when we were drunk. You’d been away with Johnny and Pol in the countryside.” You said quickly, a nervous laugh escaping as you watched your husbands jealousy turn to amusement.

“It was nothing more than that my love.” You said, reassuring the dashing man next to you with a kiss.

“Well it looks like I won in the end aye?” Tommy teased, calming down and sitting on the edge of his desk as you sat next to him. Intertwining your hands together and giving him a peck on the cheek.

“See? She’s always loved ya mate. But it’s alright cuz I found me a real showstopper aye?” John said, Esme drunkenly laughing at his side as he kissed her passionately.

“John…?” You asked, grabbing Tommy’s cigarette and taking a hit. His eyes on you as you blew smoke out your mouth, smirking. It was an unspoken thing you’d do often, but it made him weak at the knees every time.

“Yes?” John asked from the hall, Esme trying to drag him to the spare bedroom.

“Since you’ve both walked into my house like you own the place, can you two clean the room after you’re done?” You asked, Esme rolling her eyes as John looked at his friend.

“C’mon really?” He asked annoyed.

“Mhm. Maid is off tomorrow.” You said before turning back to Tommy. His eyes were on you as he glided his hands over your hips. A smile forming as he pulled you close.

“You know you’re the only one who can tell my brothers what to do?” He asked as you kissed him.

“Mhm. I’m your girl, so they have to do what I say right?” You said cheekily.

He blew a puff smoke out as he smiled at you, that knowing look in his eye as he led you to your all’s bedroom.

“Let me put this back.” You said taking off the coat, his hands stopping you midway through.

“Keep it. You look better in it love.” He said, kissing you as he took your hand, continuing to lead you to the bedroom. The coat soon becoming an afterthought as it lied along the mahogany floors.

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Anna's Secret:

Holiday Oneshot Request for Anon <3

Trigger Warnings: Drinking but that's obvious.

Characters: Thomas Shelby x Daughter/OC + Family

I'm living vicariously through Anna. Like damn girl you get Timmy C all to yourself huh.

The sound of glasses clashing and men yelling filled the room as the garrison filled up with people. The Shelby New Years Eve party started “whenever the first person drinks” Arthur said, shoving a glass of whiskey towards the woman at the end of the bar. She stopped the glass from sliding past and drank it like water. This was something she’d gotten from her father. Which wasn’t always a good trait.

She stared at her uncle and smirked, rolling her eyes as she turned towards the door, waiting for her father to come bursting through.

As he entered the rowdy pub, he caught a glimpse of his daughter Anna, the cerulean eyed beauty of Birmingham. The one who went hunting with her uncles at 10 and threw punches at 15. The one who’d kept Tommy on his toes since the day of her birth.

Anna’s mother was sweet, caring, and often seen as “far-too-nice” to be with someone as cold as Thomas. But he liked that about her. She, and their unruly daughter were the reason he stayed somewhat sane. Mrs. Shelby was never one for parties though, so she entrusted her husband and in-laws to look after her while she visited Ada on weekends. The two of them getting in their own versions of trouble as they kept the family gossip alive.

“Anna” Thomas said, coming up to her with his hands drawn behind him. His eyes tearing into hers as they always do.

“Don’t go too crazy with the booze tonight aye? Make it a good New Year, love.” He said patting her on the back.

“Mhm” Anna mumbled, finishing another glass as she thought about a few days before the party.

It was a cold afternoon, her hand held tightly by the man she’d loved for months. They’d met at the pub while she visited Ada. But she on the other hand, was just as bad of an influence as a good one. Always letting her niece stay over when needed, and with whoever she wanted. But this was different. He asked if she wanted to date officially, seeing as it was almost New Years and he didn’t want to spend it without her.

She agreed, only hesitating for a second as she thought of what her father would think.

“You gonna tell ‘em?” Ada asked, already slurring her words slightly as her voice snapped Anna from her thoughts.

“Don’t know. Maybe.” She said, gulping down the rest of her whisky as she walked aimlessly around the bar.

“What’ll ya have?” She asked Tommy as he conversed with Polly. Her eyes fleeting over to her every now and then. She’s always had a keen eye for love.

“You alright?” He asked as she heavily poured the whiskey into his glass.

“Yeah. Just pouring a drink for ya. And one for me.” She said, pouring her a glass as she doctored it up with various ingredients. Raising her glass up to his before taking a swig. Polly shaking her head with a smirk.

“You’re the same person, really.” She said, seeing a grin forming on Tommy’s lips.

“She didn’t exactly have much of a choice now aye?” He said, Anna rolling her eyes as she knocked back the rest of her whiskey.

“Well I’m going to annoy Finn, you two ‘ave fun.” Anna said, eyeing her youngest uncle in the corner. He was drinking and gambling with Isiah, his lifelong friend and fellow blinder.

“Can I play?” She asked as they made a space for her at the small table.

“Mhmm, loser chugs the pitcher though.” He said, smirking. Everyone knew she was wild, her reputation around Small Heath only growing as she ran ‘round the place. She was nice like her mother, but cruel like her father, and she wouldn’t let anyone walk over her.

“Fuck.” She yelled as she slammed her cards down. Grabbing the pitcher of beer as Finn and Isiah laughed.

Unfortunately, it didn’t take long for her to feel the effects. The whiskey quickly catching up to her as she went around the room bugging her family and poking fun at her cousins. She laughed loudly as Ada slipped by and told her a joke. Tommy looking over and running a hand through his graying hair.

“You have to tell him Anna. At least at some point.” She said, walking with her over to where Polly and Tommy stood. money and business plots running through both their minds as they drank.

“Told you not to go too heavy now Anna.” He said.

“I know I know. Just wish I could see him now. Bastard had to go to another party…” she mumbled, not realizing what she’d said.

“Who?” He asked, sitting his drink down and crossing his arms as he looked into her eyes.

“My boyfriend…” she said, her eyes widening at the fact that she’d told him.

Polly chuckled as Tommy’s face turned from slight disappointment, to anger, and then a smirk.

“I knew it.” Polly said as she sipped champagne, the clock had just struck midnight, but Anna hardly noticed.

“Well tell him we’d like to meet him. And to ‘ave a happy new year.” He said, his face impossible to read as he knocked back the last of his whiskey.

“I-I will...” She said, crossing her arms just like he had, as she realized what she’d done.

After the hours passed, the ride to Ada’s was fun yet awkward, her driving sporadic as she sang happily and cracked jokes to Anna.

“He’ll lighten up love. We just have to see if the poor lad can make it 5 minutes with us.” She said, earning a smirk from her niece.

“Oh joy.” Anna said, drunkenly thinking about her boyfriend having to meet the infamous blinders face to face.

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Love:

Masterlist | Rules | Peaky Prompts

Trigger Warnings: None really

Word Count: 1,086

Characters: Thomas Shelby x Y/N (ft. Esme + Polly)

Requested by: Anon

Summary: Y/N doesn't know how Thomas feels about her, thinking he'd never fall for someone like her. But things change after one over-heard phone call.

“Why’d ya do that?” Arthur asked Tommy as he sulked about his office.

“I had to, if I didn’t there would’ve been witnesses and witnesses are no good for us now.” He said, clenching his jaw.

“It was for the best. The whole lot were dying.” He said nonchalantly, his clothes still stained with blood.

“You couldn’t just let them go after a beat down? I had them in line.” Arthur said, his fists bloodied and bruising in spots.

“Tell that to the one who got away.” Tommy sighed, remembering the man who’d escaped.

“What are we to do then aye? Sit on our asses all day?” Johnny chimed in.

“Mhm” he said, walking out of the room as he undid his shirt. Flinging the bloodied shirt to the ground near his trusty assistant.

Your eyes scanned him as he walked to the wardrobe, pulling out a clean linen button up and slipping it on.

“Did you get those letters done Y/N?” He asked, not noticing how your pupils dilated and your breathing hitched at the sight of him.

“Yes. I handed them off to Polly. She delivered them.” You said, sheepishly looking down at your typewriter.

“Good. Thank you love.” He said quickly, leaving before you could react.

Your heart raced as you over-analyzed what he called you. “Love.”It wasn’t just the word, but it was in the way he said it. It was quick, so as to hide emotion, but soft enough to make you wonder if he felt the same.

As the day turned to night, some of the other employees went home, while others lingered nervously.

Polly sulked near the window, her hands white-knuckling a mug of tea as she waited for her boys to come home.

“He said 9:00 pm. It’s 10:00. If Johns not back soon I’m giving him an earful.” Esme said, moving her hand over her small baby bump.

“Hey Y/N why are you still here love? That bastard say to stay?” Esme asked as you walked out to the common room.

“Mhm. Finishing the paperwork. Said he felt better if I stayed.” You said, thinking back to the day before. Him discussing the boys’ plans with you while you were typing away at a rather long document.

“You mean you want me to stay here and wait for you? Why?” You’d asked, your heart skipping a beat.

“Because I may need you.” He said with a straight face, his eyes fleeing from yours for a moment as you processed everything. He pulled a cigarette out of his coat pocket, looking at you as he lit it. A puff of smoke escaping his lips.

“You’ll be safer here.” He said, slowly walking out as you watched from your desk.

“Ahh I see. Tommy’s at it again…” Esme said with a smirk, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“What?” You asked.

“Oh nothing love. He usually doesn’t have his assistant stay with us on long nights.” She said, looking at Polly with a knowing glance.

“C’mon Y/N, you have to admit he’s handsome. Anyone could have him but he wants you. He’s not good at showing it is all.” She said, wiggling her eyebrows slightly. Teasing you with new knowledge as you sat at the edge of her desk.

“Look at that, red as blood.” Polly said, walking over and patting you on the shoulder.

“He’s good at hiding it. But we’ve noticed. He doesn’t just undress like that. At least not around us.” Polly said smirking into her tea.

“Mhm. Well, um…I’ve enjoyed the chat loves, but I’m going back to my office.” You said, your face flushing as you awkwardly excused yourself.

As you tried to distract yourself with one of Thomas’ books, you continued to hear Esme and Polly making up things as they waited.

Your heart soon jumping out of your chest though as a call rang through.

“Hello?” You asked, your heart calming once you heard a familiar voice.

“Oh, hi Moira. Nothing I’m just at work late again. Yes…yes I know I’m lucky to work for him-do I what?…Want to sleep with him?” You questioned, hoping the others weren’t hearing your friend teasing you on the other line.

“I mean, yes he’s nice looking, I doubt he’d ever sleep with me though. No-no I don’t know if he’s well-endowed alright? Christ Moira. Can we talk tomorrow? I’ll meet you at the pub aye.” You said, feeling eyes on you from a distance.

“Alright love, see ya tomorrow.” You said hanging up and shaking your head slightly as you turned around in your seat.

“Esme not now I-“ you said, stopping shortly after you saw the handsome man leaning against the door frame. His shirt was bloodied for the second time that day. His pants and shoes covered in mud. And a long crimson line of blood running down the side of his cheek. The sound of his cigarette lighter quickly snapping you out of your trance as he smirked slightly.

“I hear you want to fuck me aye?” He asked, your eyes widening as you tensed up. Your face warming up with each second that passed.

“Who told ya that?” You asked, chuckling nervously as he walked closer.

“I heard everything Y/N…” He said, moving closer to you as you swallowed your response down your throat.

“It was just an honest conversation, Tommy.” You said, brushing it off as you got up. His hand catching yours and pulling you back to him.

“Honest aye?” He said, moving his hands to your waist as you thought about everything leading up to this point. He didn’t want you. Did he? He kept his desires to himself, unknown to you. Letting his gaze linger on you for longer than needed, getting lost in your voice at meetings, and thinking about seeing you each day knowing your smile will greet him at the door.

“Mhm. I…I doubt you do though. I’ll-I’ll just go.” You said, taking his hands off your waist.

“Who said I didn’t?” He asked, your eyes locking with his as he lifted a finger to your chin, lightly guiding your lips to his as you melted into him.

“Oi! Y/N. We’re uh…gonna go. Have fun you two.” Esme said with a wink. Thomas shaking his head as you buried your face in his chest.

“Well now that’s settled, what do we do now?” You asked, kissing him once more before he replied.

“I have a few ideas.” He said, leading you to his office.

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Masterlist:

// Prompt List //

(**) Indicates Smut (18+ Content)

Made: 9/12/2020

Updated: 7/14/2021

Do not repost my work.

Peaky Prompts Requests:

Thomas Shelby:

“There it is...that smile.” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

** “Lost Senses” **  ~  Based off fluff prompt 8. Dom!Tom xSub!Fem Reader

“Whatever Works” ~ Based off fluff prompt 11 and angst prompt 15. Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Bets & Beatings”  ~ Based off angst prompts 8 & 16. Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“I’m Not Letting You Walk Home Alone.” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“You Owe Me One.” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader  

“Mistakes” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Golden Ring” ~  Part 1 | Part 2  Thomas Shelby x Reader

“Borrowed Time” ~ Based off angst prompts 4 and 17. Thomas Shelby x Shelby!Sister Reader

“Caps & Crowns” ~ Based off humor prompt 6. Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Terrible Two’s” ~ Based off humor prompt 15. Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“I’ll Follow You Into The Dark” ~ Based off fluff prompt 1. Thomas Shelby x Reader (they/them)

John Shelby:

“Stay” ~ Based off fluff prompt 6. John Shelby x F!Reader

Finn Shelby:

“Horsing Around” ~ Based on off humor prompt 14. Finn Shelby x Reader (they/them)

Michael Gray:

“Revenge” ~ Based off angst prompts 2 & 3. Michael Gray x F!Reader

Alfie Solomons:

“Wakeup Call” ~ Based off angst prompt 15 and humor prompt 4. Alfie Solomons x Reader (they/them)

Bonnie Gold:

“The Fair” ~ Based off fluff prompt 10. Bonnie Gold x Reader

Imagine/Oneshot Requests:

Thomas Shelby:

“Drowning” ~ Thomas Shelby x Sister!Reader (OC: Evelyn Shelby)

“Piece by Piece” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Roses” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader, Finn Shelby x F!Reader

“What Friends Are For” ~ Thomas Shelby x Best Friend!/F!Reader

“For The Family” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Reap What You Sow” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Little White Lies” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“The Proposal” ~ Thomas Shelby x Reader (they/them)

Ada Thorne:

“Key to My Heart” ~ Ada Thorne x F!Reader

Bonnie Gold:

“North Star” ~ Bonnie Gold x F!Reader

Johnny Dogs:

“A Secret Life” ~ Johnny Dogs x F!Reader

“New Beginnings” ~ Johnny Dogs x F!Reader

Arthur Shelby:

“Mending Hearts” ~ Arthur Shelby x F!Reader

John Shelby:

“Cookies, Tea, & Ass-Grabs” ~ John Shelby x Esme (Lee) Shelby

Isiah Jesus:

“Out of All People” ~ Isiah Jesus x Shelby!Sister

Shelby Family:

“A Sister’s Intuition” ~ Shelby Family x Shelby!Sister Reader

Requested Fics & Original Works:

Thomas Shelby:

** “Deal with the Devil” ** ~ Multi-part Series ~ Thomas Shelby x Isla Maxwell (OC)

“Unfinished Business” ~  Part 1 | Part 2  Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Tea Party” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Just Business” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“House Calls” ~ Part 1 | Part 2  ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“To the Moon” ~ Part 1 | Part 2 ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader (Part 1) - Thomas Shelby x Anna Shelby (OC/Daughter) (Part 2)

** “The Day-Shift” ** ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Swan Lake” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

** “London Affairs” ** ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

Shelby!Sister:

“Burnt Toast” ~ Polly Gray/The Shelby’s x Shelby!Sister Reader

“Trouble Maker” ~ Thomas Shelby x Shelby!Sister Reader 

Finn Shelby:

“Trust Issues” ~ Finn Shelby x F!Reader

Bonnie Gold:

“Whiskey Glasses” ~ Bonnie Gold x F!Reader

“Butterflies 🦋 “ ~ Part 1 | Part 2 ~ Bonnie Gold x F!Reader

Michael Gray:

“Letting Go” ~ Michael Gray x Reader

“The Mask” ~ Michael Gray x F!Reader

** “Silver Linings” ** ~ Alfie Solomons x Adopted Daughter!Reader + Michael Gray x Alfie’s Adopted Daughter!Reader

Tatiana Petrovna:

“Russian Roulette”  ~ Tatiana Petrovna x Thomas Shelby

Holiday & Other Headcanons:

“Friends & Foes”  ~ Arthur Shelby x Johnny Dogs

“Ring Leader” ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

“Costumes” (Halloween Headcanons) ~ Peaky Blinders x Reader

“College Headcanons: Modern!Peaky Blinders Edition” ~ Part 1 | Part 2

“College Headcanons: Modern!Alfie Solomons Ask”

Holiday Mood Boards & Blurbs/Drabbles:

“Father Christmas” ~ John & Esme Shelby

“Under The Mistletoe” ~ John & Esme Shelby

** “Christmas Vacation” ** ~ Thomas Shelby x F!Reader

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Whiskey Glasses

A/N: Gif isn’t peaky related but the facial expression is on point. Anyways...can we just appreciate the beauty of this man? God damn.

Trigger Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Fighting, Swearing, Drinking.

Word Count: 2,006

Characters: Bonnie Gold x Reader

Summary: Y/n puts up a bit of a fight while out with Bonnie and the blinders, but it’s only a matter of time before the real fighter steps in.

Requested by: No one I’m just a ho for Bonnie lol BYE.

A/N:

I’ve noticed a pattern in my writing about hitting motherfuckers over the head with whiskey glasses. I’m kinda here for it though.

Also, you can peep this same oneshot on my wattpad @jetblackheartsx, I may be adding more that I’ve written on here, to there in due time.

Made this cute transparent cut line too. Credit if ya use it. :)

The sun set over the black and gold accents of the Garrison, casting a faint orange glow over its drunk patrons. The sounds of glasses clinking and whiskey being poured over ice filled the room. The pub was full and there was a group of men in the distance singing, slurring their words every now and then. You smiled at the sight, as you felt your boyfriends hand clasp around yours under the table.

You met him 2 years ago at a fabric shop just outside of Small Heath. He and his father had came in from a long trip and needed some extra fabrics for winter. He immediately fixated his eyes on you and you remembered him looking at you like you hung the stars in the sky. His father noticed how keen he was for you and gradually convinced him to ask you out that day.

Luckily you agreed to the date, and here you were with an amazing boyfriend and his father Aberama who soon became one of your best friends. Due to his line of work he often found himself in, he wanted to help Bonnie keep you safe, and so he helped you learn to punch and use various weapons over the years as you joined them on their travels. During the time you've known Bonnie and his father, you knew Bonnie wasn't always the violent type, but he did what had to be done when the time called for it. And god help anyone who crossed someone he loved.

As you and Bonnie made small talk in the pub, you glanced over your shoulder and saw a trio of men eyeing you. You quickly diverted your gaze back to Bonnie as you listened to him join a conversation between the peaky lads, the stone faced Thomas Shelby eyeing you as you avoided the creeping men in the distance.

"Are you okay love?" Bonnie asked watching your worried facial expression.

You looked up at him as he snaked his arm around your waist bringing you closer to him. You nodded and smiled, pushing the awkward moment to the back of your mind.

He smiled slightly and downed the last of his whiskey and you offered to get you and him a couple more drinks. You had began to feel a bit buzzed and so you walked carefully up to the bar.

"4 shots please." You said and placed some coins on the bar.

You waited and saw the men from earlier come up to the bar near you. You were a bit on edge and you turned to see Bonnie and the lads talking way off in the distance, probably discussing the next boxing match.

You always loved the passion Bonnie had for boxing. He was a skilled fighter and even though he had a slight build, he could pack a powerful punch. You had been known to join Aberama on the ropes, encouraging Bonnie and giving him a sly wink or a kiss every now and then before he would finish off an opponent. You were like his good luck charm as he once told you, as he had never lost a fight when you were there. And luckily you were there with him tonight.

You downed two of the shots as your nerves got the best of you, and you began to feel the effects of the alcohol kicking in as you waited on the other two. Feeling an uneasiness in your stomach, you turned around to see the guys behind you. All 3 were smoking and staring at you menacingly as you moved to grab the two shot glasses.

One of the men caught your wrist and chuckled.

"Woah there pretty lady. You can't drink all that. Don't want you falling eh?" He said, reeking of smoke and bad intentions.

"I can drink if I want. Now if you'll excuse me." You said and walked to the side of them with the two glasses in tow. One of the other men came near you, causing you to panic. Despite you inebriated state, you quickly thought to down the two shots meant for Bonnie and held on tightly to the glasses, preparing to whack one of them if they got too close.

"I'll give you 5 shillings to fuck off." You said, spitting at him. Your desire of wanting to hit the man growing the more you drank.

"How about you give me a couple more and we can have some real fun eh?" The third man said walking behind you.

You clenched your hand around the glass and quickly turned to strike him in the head. The glass shattered on his head, cutting your hand a bit from the impact. The drunk man stumbled back, grabbing his head which was now glistening with blood and shards of glass.

You looked desperately for Bonnie as you were sure your antics caught the boy's attention by now.

"Are you lot dumb? I said fuck off!" You shouted at the other two who moved in on you.

As the second man came up to you, you reached out to him to distract him. With a shaking hand, you hit him with the other glass you had. But it didn't do as much damage as last time.

You sucked in a breath, wincing as you saw the cuts on your hands starting to bleed more.

"You shouldn't have done that lovely." The first man said and grabbed your wrist roughly.

"Let go!" You yelled and finally saw Bonnie from amongst the crowded pub. He rolled his sleeves up and came close to you.

"I would let go if I were you." Bonnie yelled, his eyes darkening with anger.

"I can do what I want...and fuck who I want....I might just have to get her to come home with me. You...you aren't even from here. You and your razor caps can't do nothin’..." the man said, slurring his words angrily.

He got closer to Bonnie, and so he pushed you behind him protectively. You stood back and saw as the lads, including Thomas looked to see what was going on.

"That's my girl you're taking about mate, I suggest you shut the fuck up and get out." He said, cracking his knuckles and removing his cap he'd received earlier that day.

"Oh yeah? Are you gonna stop me?" He asked, and that's when you saw Bonnie swing. A single punch landing on his jaw, making a cracking sound in the process. The man fell back unconsciously and his friend went to attack, but Bonnie dodged his punches and hit him in the face with his cap gashing his face and then tackling him to the floor. He landed a couple of punches to the mans cut face before knocking him out completely. You stood shocked as he got up from the man on the floor and rushed over to you. His breathing was ragged and his hands were covered in the men’s blood.

"Are you okay y/n?" He asked wiping his hands on his button up before putting his cap on and taking a look at your hands. They were cut up in several places. You winced again and pulled your hands away, instead wrapping your arms around him in a hug. You let tears fall down your face as he held you for a moment, and then he led you through the crowd and back to where the lads were. They made room for you to set your hands on the table and Tommy, John, and Arthur left to most likely finish the drunk bastards off.

"It's so crowded in here we couldn't see what was happening till you yelled y/n!" Michael yelled over the slew of drunk patrons.

"I know! I didn't think I'd make it back here." You yelled towards him.

"What'd you do to your hands y/n?" Finn asked.

"Eh, those...those...bastards were trying to grab me and got too close...so I chugged all those damn things and smashed em' in their faces...." you said, your words slurring a bit as the 4 shots started hitting you.

You looked down at Bonnie who was undoing his tie and looking hot as hell while doing so.

"Not here are you crazy? Keep your clothes on while we're here at least" You said smirking. Finn laughed and Bonnie cracked a smile as you joked around more, a sure sign that you were drunk.

"Love, bite down on this okay? This is going to hurt a lot but it'll help the cuts to not get infected." Bonnie said inspecting your palms for glass and assessing if they needed any stitches. Luckily they didn't, but it was still a nasty set of cuts nonetheless. You nodded, as he placed the tie in your mouth and then quickly poured half a bottle of gin on your hands.

Tears fell from your eyes as the alcohol seeped in, burning like small fires along your palms. You stifled back a small scream as he poured more over them and gently patted them dry. Through your tears you looked to see Tommy, John, and Arthur dragging the drunk men outside. Those drunk excuses for men probably wouldn't live to see tomorrow.

You winced again as he wrapped your hands in some cloth he tore from his shirt. And when he was done he removed the tie and you frowned.

"You...you tore your shirt up Bon, what the fuck." You said, he practically destroyed his whole outfit trying to help you at this point.

"It's just a shirt love, I'll be fine." He said kissing your lips, then sitting back in the booth next to you.

"Well...I think that's been enough action for one night eh?" Bonnie asked you. You laughed in response and leaned against him.

"Yeah. Do....do you wanna go back? Wait where did-where's Aberama?" You asked whipping your head around suddenly.

"He's with Polly, remember her? We met her earlier before my match. Let them be, I'll take you back to the vardo." He said as you stood up, feeling a bit unsteady.

You felt him put a strong arm around your waist to support you. You smiled and closed your eyes for a second before hearing Tommy's voice from behind you both.

"Heading out?" He asked Bonnie, who turned to him nodded, tightening his grip on your waist as you moved with him.

"Yeah, she's had a long night. I'll be back in tomorrow for our meeting Mr. Shelby." He said.

"Alright. Good work today Bonnie. And good work to you as well Miss y/l/n..." he said looking at you. You could've sworn you saw a small smile playing at his lips.

"What'd I do?" You asked not comprehending that he was talking about earlier.

"Well you helped take down two men with nothing but whiskey glasses so that's at least worth something." He said, gently placing some shillings in your hand to pay you back for your drinks.

"Oh...thanks Mr. Shelby." You said smiling.

"It's Tommy, sweetheart. Now go get her home Bonnie. I don't want more glasses broken in my pub for tonight." He said, letting you all walk past him, you more so stumbling past.

Bonnie walked you down the long streets and over a couple of blocks to Charlie's yard where you all put the vardo earlier. The distance from there to the Garrison seeped terribly long as the night was grew colder, the fog clouding your already blurry vision.

"We're here babe." He said and helped you in. You immediately fell onto the bed inside and closed your eyes smiling, knowing Bonnie would be joining you after he looked over everything and made sure you all were safe. As you drifted off, you felt Bonnie come in and lie gently beside you, wrapping you into his arms protectively. Before slipping into a deep sleep, you thought about tomorrow and how you were going to have fun recovering from your hangover, and telling the family about your own little fighting experience.