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  • mintjamsblog
    02.12.2021 - 9 minutes ago

    Stargazing — Tommy x Alfie

    Chapter 9 of the A/B/O Mpreg no one asked for (sorry, it's been a while coming).

    It's twenty-four hours since William pinched that scarf and the blinder fella's still not come round. Rosella says it's to be expected; says he lost a lot of blood.

    Read on A03

    Warnings: angst, omegaverse (is that a warning?), complications associated with childbirth, mentions of blood, discriminatory behaviour.

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  • idgaf2022
    02.12.2021 - 9 minutes ago

    Off to the races (part 1)

    Pairing: Tommy Shelby x OC x Arthur Shelby

    Summary: We’re married, but there is no passion anymore. I hate him for what he did to me, and he’ll hate me for what I am doing to him. I don’t think this is a love story. 

    WARNING: Cussing, cheating and explicit sex.

    A/N: I imagined OC as Victoria Pedretti, that’s why her name is Love. If you don’t know her, you might want to check it out. 

    This story doesn’t follow the show’s timeline, but some events that happened there will be mentioned here.

    I hope you all like it. Let me know your thoughts below :)

                                                   FIRST CHAPTER

                                                       LOVE’S POV

    We’re married, but there is no passion anymore. I hate him for what he did to me, and he’ll hate me for what I am doing to him. We have children and that is the only reason why we are still married. I cheat on him with his brother, but I have a good explanation for that.

    Tommy was the one that left first. We were extremely happy, and I was expecting, at the time I didn’t know I would birth twins. Then, the war happened, and he decided to volunteer. I was devastated. I lost my husband, my father and brothers. A few months after their departure, Ben and Sarah arrived into this world. During the war many men died and four years later some came back, but they weren’t the same. Most were damaged for what they saw and did.

    When Tommy came back, he didn’t allow me to be his wife. He locked himself in the office and started working non-stop. I needed my husband. I tried to talk to him and help, maybe understand what he was going through, but he wouldn’t listen. Tommy was so keen on building his empire that he left me behind.

    Two years went by, and I found comfort in another man. That man was my husband’s brother, Arthur. He, too, was broken and to be honest, he seemed the worst of all of them. Arthur was suffering alone and didn’t have a wife to soothe him or try to understand, so I offered myself. This is the honest fucking truth. 

    At first, he didn’t accept, blinded by his love for Tommy, but then, in one of his lowest moments, he came to me, and we fucked. He made me feel like a woman again. Desired. Wanted. Worthy. The sex was great. Rough, hard and no feelings attached.

    Look, I gotta a question for you
    Is it worth it?
    Real love, do you think you deserve it?

    And for the first time in a long time I came. So that became something else, and I began leaning on him. It is pure carnal, but every time Arthur fucks me, I feel alive again.

    Sometimes I felt guilty whenever I looked at my children, but then I learned that Thomas was cheating, so that feeling is over now.

                                                       THIRD POV

    And after they were done, Arthur Shelby would always feel guilty for fucking his brother’s wife. 

    On the same day earlier, Tommy had looked right into his eyes and told him his plan to expand their business. 

    “Arthur, you listen to me. Polly is mad and John is way too stupid. You’re the only one I trust. We’ve been there, brother.” 

    “And now that the business is booming, I have two things in mind: win my family back and control the fucking country.”

    Tommy said and Arthur only nodded, feeling too guilty to say anything. 


    To be continued...

    #peaky blinders fanfic #Tommy Shelby #tommy shelby one shot #tommy oc#Arthur Shelby #arthur shelby fanfic #polly grey#smut #tommy shelby fanfic
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  • gypsy-girl-08
    02.12.2021 - 11 minutes ago

    Blind Date

    24 - More here

    Pairing - Modern Thomas Shelby and Reader

    @kaybeeboop @cloudofdisney - @romanogersendgame @loveableasshole @goldensunflowe-r @captivatedbycillianmurphy @namelesslosers @lauren-raines-x @katsav17 @kamiiyou @fairypitou @answer-the-sirens @vxrixnt@kathrinemelissa @datewithgianni @geminiwolves @lyarr24 @ysmmsy @sixbillionpieces @morgana-olson @mysticaldeanvoidhorse @dolllol2405 @nikkialex @misselsbells06 @missymurphy1985

    “Where’s the party tonight?” Tommy asked you as you were getting dressed for the day. He was waiting for you, sitting on your bed. “Some country hotel? Leah said, Newton Hall I think?”

    You answered watching him through the mirror. He had checked his watch four times. “You don’t have to wait for me,” you grinned, fiddling with the zip on your dress. “It’s fine, I have time,” he said, standing to help you.

    Instead of zipping it up, he unzipped it sliding his hand down your back. “We are in a rush, Mr Shelby. You have checked your watch four times,” you laughed.

    “Hmm, ok,” he said smacking your ass. Once in the car, he seemed more relaxed, he was clearly itching to be at work. He’d had four phone calls already, and it was only 7.30 am.

    As he pulled up outside your office, “How are you getting home tonight?” He asked. “I could pick you up?”

    “I might not be in any fit state to walk by then,” you laughed. “Don’t worry about me, I will get an Uber,” you said taking his hand. “Just keep your wits about you, yeah?” He said, kissing your cheek. You looked confused at his meaning.

    “A beautiful young woman, new to the company. Lots of old men, just don’t go overboard with the champagne,” Did he think you couldn’t look after yourself? Or just didn’t want he want you to go out? “I can look after myself, I’m a big girl,” you laughed. Kissing him goodbye, you climbed out.

    As you walked into the building, he googled the address of the party before he pulled away. Your safety was his priority, he didn’t want you getting an Uber in the middle of nowhere. But, he couldn’t push the idea of picking you up.

    He was obsessed with safety, having made many enemies over the years. He would prefer to be attending the party with you. Feeling very uneasy about it.

    The day was passing by quickly, and you hadn't heard a word from Thomas. Having checked your phone over and over, "Why don't you just text him?" Leah spoke up, observing you through the open glass door. You shrugged, as she stood and came into the room. "Had a fight?" she asked.

    "No, not at all. I think he's sulking." you laughed. "He offered to pick me up from the party. I don't know I just felt like he was wanting to check up on me. Told him I would get an Uber,"

    "Oh, is he upset because you are going out?" she asked, "You don't want to let that happen, this early in a relationship. Lay the ground rules now." she warned, pointing a finger at you.

    “Ok, Oprah," you smiled at her. "I'm just saying," she held her hands up, walking back to her desk.

    "Hey, how's your day going?" you text him, unsure why you had given in. You had missed hearing from him, though.

    "Hi gorgeous, was just thinking about you. Day been busy, didn't get much sleep last night? You're fault xxx,"

    You instantly cheered up at the message, you were overthinking the Uber conversation. You typed back a quick reply, as you got on with your day. It was soon 7pm, and you were in a taxi with Leah arriving at the party.

    "How long do you think we have to stay?" she asked. "These things usually drag on."

    "A few hours I would think," you replied looking at you phone. You had sent Thomas a picture of you all dressed up.

    "Fuck... you look amazing.. and I know what's underneath xxx,"

    He sent you a picture back, him, Finn and Charlie sitting in his movie room. "Boys night," it read. Little Charlie was smiling and waving at the camera.

    "So cute! Enjoy boys, x" you replied.

    Once you entered the party, you were handed a glass of champagne. Leah was chatting to someone, so you had a walk around. "Ah, Y/n," you heard. Turning, you were met with Mr Stalland and Mr Denver. "Good Evening," they said in unison.

    "Oh, good evening, how are you both?" you asked, being polite. "Very well indeed, you look ravishing, Y/n," Mr Stalland said as his eyes grazed over you. “Yes beautiful, the dress is exquisite,” Mr Denver agreed. You suddenly felt naked.

    “Here have this champagne, don’t drink the cheap plonk,” Mr Stalland laughed, handing you a glass. “Thank you,” you said, as you sipped it. Honestly, it did taste a lot better. “Such a good turnout for the party.” You smiled trying to make conversation.

    “Oh yes, we are trying to showcase our company. And of course you are one of our newest assets. Have you had a tour of the hotel?” Mr Denver asked. “No, not yet. It’s an amazing building, I love all of the original features,” you replied.

    “That’s why we picked it for the party. Well noticed. I will give you a tour later,” he winked, as they were both called away.

    Finding Leah again you had finished your champagne, so picked another one from the tray.

    You were stood chatting to the girls at the office, tonight was the perfect opportunity to meet your new colleagues. “Have you got a boyfriend?” One asked you.

    “Oh yes and he’s hot, show them,” Leah interrupted. “We have only been together a matter of weeks,” you corrected Leah, showing them a picture. They swooned over him, saying how handsome he was.

    You were starting to feel flushed already, from the champagne. You moved your hair over your shoulder, trying to cool down. “It’s hot in here isn’t it?” You asked, feeling like your cheeks were burning. “I’m fine,” Claire told you, she hadn’t been at the company long either.

    Out of nowhere, you started to feel very strange. “I’m just going to the bathroom, to freshen up,” you told Claire as you walked away.

    The room started to feel small, people’s voices muffled. Your skin was burning as you looked for the bathroom.

    “Ah, Y/n how about that tour now?” You heard from behind you. The words were buzzing in your ears, like whoever it was, was talking far away. “I’m just,” you tried to say.

    But your tongue felt heavy. Your head was spinning, what was happening to you? You’d only had one drink. “Here let me help you,” you heard the same voice from behind you.

    Thomas had put Charlie to bed and went to his office. Finn was staying over, still playing XBox. He sighed as he leant back in his chair. He knew what was wrong. He missed you. Taking out his phone, he checked. Nothing.

    It was 10 30pm by now, he assumed you would have text him. “Hope you are having fun, I’ve missed you tonight, xx” as he pressed send he instantly regretted it. That would look desperate, he thought.

    He decided not to drink anymore, in case you changed your mind about a lift home.

    #modern thomas shelby #modern tommy shelby #peaky blinders #tommy shelby x reader  thomas shelby x reader #tommy shelby imagine #thomas shelby imagine #thomas shelby
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  • ontarom
    02.12.2021 - 20 minutes ago

    >be me

    >be leader of a criminal empire

    >get in over my head dealing with russians

    >call my jewish associate friend for help

    >”you’re fucking about with the Russians, ain’t ya, silly boy?”

    >instant throbbing boner

    #peaky blinders#tommy shelby#alfie solomons #i love this greentext #it has ruined any combination of the words 'silly' and 'boy' for me
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  • thomashelbyswhore
    02.12.2021 - 46 minutes ago

    Here’s a playlist for you… pov: world domination with tommy shelby. by — noellesideas.

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  • gypsy-girl-08
    02.12.2021 - 57 minutes ago

    The Other Woman

    On going- Catch up here

    Pairing- Cillian Murphy and Reader

    Tags - @mitchiesdungeon @cloudofdisney @lauren-raines-x @being-worthy @missymurphy1985 @janelongxox @ntmynouis@thenattitude @katsav17 @kamiiyou @answer-the-sirens@kathrinemelissa @queenshelby@geminiwolves @lyarr24 @ysmmsy@margoo0 @mysticaldeanvoidhorse @dolllol2405 @misselsbells06

    You greeted him and sat back down in your seat. The Eiffel Tower was only streets away and you could see it lit up. Staring out of the window, unaware he had started talking. “You want a drink?” He had asked, as he ordered a beer from the waiter.

    You suddenly thought about Niall, “You should bring Niall here, he would love it,” you blurted out. Dragging your eyes away from the twinkling lights, “Niall? Erm, yeah we can bring him together,” he said.

    Together? Bring him together? Was there a together? Did he not trust you? Your mind was racing as you gulped your drink. You became aware he was talking again.

    “Did you hear me, Y/n?” He asked, reaching across the table and taking your hand. You looked into his baby blue eyes, he appeared stressed. Hair messy, from wearing his hat and small wrinkles visible around his eyes.

    “Do you trust me, Cill?” You asked, as the waiter arrived with his beer. Waiting until he had gone, he answered. “Baby of course I do, I’m so so sorry about this morning,” he breathed deeply. “I don’t know what I was thinking,”

    “I was just thinking back over our relationship, it’s been nearly a year,” you looked back out of the window. “So much has happened, the texts with Max, even the man who kissed me at Orla’s party, now this with Luke, so much pressure.”

    “Too much maybe, and I was just thinking. It’s hard for you too, with your job. You’re away long periods at a time. Maybe wondering what I’m doing?” You looked back at him. “But I haven’t done anything, I would never,”

    He cut you off, “Y/n, listen I know that, yeah? I do trust you of course, implicitly. I was jealous, maybe? Of you having drinks with Luke? Fuck, I don’t know why,” he put his face him his hands. “I should never have reacted like that,”

    He was right, he had been jealous, you thought. Surely in that situation you would be the same. You knew, you would. You’d always been insecure. And Cillian could have his pick of women If he wanted to. Realising he was waiting for you to speak, you looked up.

    “I get it, you’re stressed and tired. Me being here is adding to the stress. I’ve decided to go back home. Maybe it would give us time to think.” Feeling tears prick your eyes, you blinked them away. “To think, if we should be together.” You added.

    He put his beer down, and glared at you. “If we should be together?” He questioned. “We had a little fight, Y/n. I will do whatever you want to make it up to you. I promise,”

    “It’s not just about the fight. Trust is a huge thing to me, Cill,” People were watching you both, of course he was recognised. He was here shooting a major movie. “Can we go?” You gestured towards the crowd.

    Leaving money on the table for the drinks, you followed him outside. Although it was November, the wind had dropped and it was a mild night. “Shall we walk?” He asked taking your hand. You nodded, letting him hold it.

    Although you had talked, he felt like a stranger after the fight you had. You walked in silence he led you down towards the river. You could see the Notre-Damme Cathedral in the distance.

    As he stopped walking, he turned to you, “Y/n the last thing I want is for us to split up,” he stated, looking emotional.

    “I don’t want us to split up either,” you answered honestly biting your lip. “I just want us to trust each other. I trust you, I love you,”

    He looked around, seeming agitated. Checking who was behind him. “Did someone follow you?” You asked, wondering about his behaviour. He wiped his hands on his jeans. “No, no, sorry,” he responded.

    “Fuck,” he said, wiping his hand across his face. “This wasn’t how I wanted tonight to go, but best laid plans never work, hey?” He was talking to himself more than you.

    “Shit sorry, you booked the restaurant,” you remembered. “I’m not really hungry anyway,”

    He checked behind him again and looked over your shoulder. “Y/n, I love you more than I have ever loved anyone. And it’s real love, I know it is, I can feel it in here, you know?” He said, putting his hand across his chest.

    He is acting really strange, you thought.

    “I want us to stay together forever, not split up. I can’t see a future without you in it. I want to grow old with you, have our own kids.” He took a deep breath, as you stood and listened.

    Suddenly, he bent down, you thought he was tying his shoe lace.

    “Y/n Y/L/N, will you do me the honour of being my wife? Will you marry me?” He asked, tears in his eyes. Gazing down, you noticed he was holding a box with a beautiful diamond ring inside the velvet.

    “What?” You laughed, nervously. Hand going to your mouth, shocked. He was still kneeling holding the ring. “Will you marry me?” He said again, you felt heat rising through your body. Blood rushing in your ears.

    You opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out.

    He pulled himself up from the floor, still holding the ring open in front of you. “Y/n?” He said putting his arm around you.

    “Do you want to think about it? This isn’t what I had planned, not how I wanted to do it,”

    “I’m, sorry, I, I’m so shocked,” you said clasping your hands to the side of your face. He searched your expression for an answer.

    “I shouldn’t have blurted it out like that, it’s ok if you want to think about it,” he looked so deflated, staring out into the water.

    “I don’t,” you said smiling up at him. “You don’t want to?” He asked looking down at the floor.

    “I don’t need to think about it, of course I will marry you!” You laughed, throwing your arms around him. “Yeah?” He said picking you up and spinning your around.

    “Yeah,” you kissed him, his arms around your waist. In the background the lights twinkling, “I love you, Y/n,” he said kissing you again. “I love you too, Cill,” you smiled, as you fell into his arms again.

    #cillian x reader #cillian murphy imagine #cillian murphy #cillian murphy x reader #cillian murphy x y/n #cillian#peaky blinders
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  • thatgurlsstuff
    02.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    These violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die like fire and powder, which as they kiss consume. 


    For @themaideninthewoods fic "Violent Delights" now available on DVD and Blu-Ray.

    Nah, just on AO3.

    #yes #tommy is wearing alfie's shirt #yes its too big #but he's cute in it #peaky blinders#tommy shelby#alfie solomons #peaky blinders fanart #tommy x alfie #sholomons
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  • jackson--t
    02.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    C r a c k s - Chapter 4

    #peaky blinders fiction #tofie #tommy x alfie #peaky blinders#moodboard #drug addict problems
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  • fandomsofafeather
    02.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    *B R E A T H S* I'm so ready for season 6 of Peaky Blinders

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  • flowers-in-your-hayr
    02.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    For @sophieshelby 750 followers winter challenge:

    Congratulations darling and I hope you like this little fic/moodboard i made!🧡❄

    Another year and another invite from Alfie to you to celebrate Hanukkah with him.

    You always accepted and loved to celebrate with him even though you had no religion.

    This year Alfie had a plan in his mind.

    He had read somewhere that if you hung a mistletoe in your house and two people got under it they had to kiss.

    This was the perfect plan to finally let you know that he was in love with you and he only hoped that you would reciprocate his feelings.

    When his plan got into motion and you returned his kiss, the only thought in his mind was that the mistletoe would be his and your tradition forever.

    Peaky Blinders Tag List: @maggiescarborough @wllaces @the-makingsofgreatness @angelaiswriting @destynelseclipsa @fangirlings-things   @punkrocknpearls @peakyrogers @for-bebbanburg @deans-ch-ch-cherrypie @dini73

    *Click on the moodboard to see it in better quality!

    I hope y'all enjoy this moodboard and likes, reblogs and comments are welcome!

    If you want to be added or removed from my tag list or if you want make a request, send me an ask!!!😁

    Divider by @firefly-graphics 🧡

    Thank you @theshelbyclan and @lauwrite1225 for helping me with my questions!🧡🧡

    #sophieshelbys750 #peaky blinders moodboard #alfie solomons #modern alfie solomons #alfie solomons x reader #hanukkah#hanukkah celebrations#mistletoe aesthetic
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  • anonymooseforever007
    02.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Outside the Betting shop:

    Finn: Hey Michael, what would your rather be? A lion or a Panda?

    Michael: Finn... I’m ME why would I want to be anyone else?

    Y/N: I’m not sure your realize how psychologically healthy that actually is.

    #incorrect peaky blinders quotes #peaky blinders #michael gray headcanons #finn shelby#michael gray #Ted Lasso and Peaky Blinders are at opposite ends of the spectrum but in the best way possible!
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  • santashelby
    02.12.2021 - 5 hours ago

    Peaky Blinders Re-Watch: A Tommy Shelby Scene (or scenes?) Per Episode | S01E03

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  • adaisnotashelby
    02.12.2021 - 5 hours ago

    NSFW headcanons for Linda Shelby, Lizzie Stark and May Carleton

    Author's note: This is my first NSFW request, I'm a bit shy ><
    Warnings: As the title says, this contains NSFW, don't read if it makes you uncomfortable, Female!reader and english is not my first language
    Requested by an anon

    Linda Shelby:

    At the end of a hard day, Linda craves a slow, passionate, love making session more than anything else, she will gladly spend hours under and on top of you, lovingly caressing your body, her soft hands will go through all your most sensitive spots until you become a tired, panting, but really satisfied mess on her arms.

    She's the perfect switch, in the privacy of four walls, mutual pleasure is all that matters, as long as you're both satisfied in the end, she doesn't mind being a dom or sub.

    Linda is not a very kinky person, she's not willing to try anything that involves any sort of body fluids or impact play, she already feels a little too rough when she holds your fists above your head, even if it lasts for least than a minute.

    When it comes to sensory deprivation, it's a different story, bring a soft piece of velvet because she's 100% up to blindfolding you - or the other way around, if you're up to it.

    Linda usually is not very loud, she doesn't hold back when she's feeling really good, it's just that her natural tone is steady, making her too loud can be hard, like a challenge ;)

    Lizzie Stark:

    Lizzie spent a very long time submitting to everyone's orders on her previous profession, and she still has to, since she's a secretary, at the end of the day, she's sick of it, now, you will listen to her orders, she's the perfect opposite of don't tell me what to do unless we're in bed.

    Although, sometimes she gets really tired, having everyone bossing her around all day long it's exhausting, when that happens, she will cling to you as a silent ask for you to take care of her, on moments like this, she's extremely vulnerable and will whine your name like a pray.

    She will leave bite marks, hickeys, scratch marks, anything that mark you as hers, Lizzie is a very jealous person, especially because on almost everyone's eyes, if you're not with a man, you're single, so she needs to lay her claim - if that makes you uncomfortable, she will never mark exposed places, you just have to let her know.

    May Carleton:

    The sight of you on a lingerie will make her drool, especially if it's pastel colours, making you look innocent, a great contrast with the naughty look on your eyes

    May is completely into hair pulling, during foreplay, she will undo your current hairstyle just to have more to hold into

    If you're too loud, she will cover your mouth with her ✨soft hands✨

    Early morning sex is routine and May will never get tired of it, on her eyes, there's nothing more tempting than your sleepy voice and the sunrise shining on you

    General taglist: @retromafia @lizyshores @lapse-000 @ietss @magicalxdaydream

    #linda shelby x reader #may carleton x reader #lizzie stark x reader #peaky blinders preference #peaky blinders imagine
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  • darkficsyouneveraskedfor
    02.12.2021 - 6 hours ago

    😈Corrupt-a-Wish: I wish Arthur Shelby would pay readers rent because they are a little short this month.😈

    Requested by @queenoftheworldisdead

    (Side note: the lack of Arthur Shelby gifs is disappointing)

    A third knock and Lionel answers his door. His left eye is dark with bruises and his shirt collar is crooked and reveals marks of further injury. It’s unexpected. He’s usually well-dressed and even better kept. A rather ironic appearance as he manages most of the slums on the lower end of Birmingham.

    “Madam,” he greets you with an even more unusual tone of deference, “how can I help you this evening?”

    “I’ve come to speak about the lease again,” you admit guiltily, “I’ve got nearly enough tips to break even now and I’ll have the last of it tomorrow–”

    “No need, madam,” he lifts a hand a winces, “it’s even.”

    “What?” you murmur, “what do you mean?”

    “I’ve received payment, madam, your lease is settled for the next year,” he says as he presses his hand to front of his undone vest, “I’m very sorry if I’ve been unkind and if I seem short now. Please understand, I must retire, madam.”

    “Are you unwell?” you shake your head at your own inane question, “pardon, sir, what I mean is, what happened to you?”

    “I… fell,” he says stiffly, “those stairs on the east side of the building, I’ve known they’ve needed repair for some time. It is my own neglect.”

    “Oh, how unfortunate,” you utter, “would you like me to make you some tea? Have you eaten?”

    “Please, madam, you’re too kind, especially when I’ve not earned it. You have a good night,” he says as he leans heavily on his door and groans. 

    He slowly closes it and you wonder at the unusual encounter. Lionel Drussard is not one for forgiveness or even humility. He is entirely a different man, and for more than just the bruises. Never once has he wished you a good night or offered any forgiveness on your let. In fact, he was certain to remind you almost every night.

    You shrug. Likely, he’d change his mind by the morning and be hounding you for your hard-fought tips tucked into the lining of your jacket.

    You carry on down the block to your building on the corner, you see the embers of a cigarette hovering in the shadows beside your door on the second story.

    You clutch your bag tighter, ready to fend off whatever vagrant awaits you. You come up, keys in hand, a jab to the ribs tends to send them off running. As you near, the figure stands straight and you see him clearer in the slicer of moonlight peeking past the eaves.

    "Mr. Shelby," you greet, your surprise plain as you suppress your unease. 

    You rarely see him outside the bar he owns, the very one you work at, that you'd just then come from. You didn't think much on his absence that day, he's often up to some business or the other with his brothers, whether in a booth calling for whiskey or otherwise. 

    "Oi, sorry," he quickly blots out his smoke, "you workin' late, got a bit restless."

    "Mhm," you hum softly, "well, they needed help setting up for the night. You know day shift isn't too busy."

    "Yeah, don't I?" He says.

    You force a smile. You know better than to ask a Shelby what he wants so the mystery of why he's there remains. You shiver and your keys jingle loudly.

    "You cold?" He crosses his arms, "bloody chilly, eh?"

    You ponder his question and nod. His implication, his invitation is plain. Your livelihood is in his temper. Thus far, you're of the few who've yet to stoke it.

    "Tea?" You croak past a gulp, "might take some time, my stove isn't very reliable."

    "Sure," he accepts, his tone frighteningly eager. 

    He's sweet to you sure but your skirts help with that. He's not as sweet to men. You've seen what he does to men, how he leaves them in the gutter.

    You turn and unlock your door, fumbling as you focus on the simple task. You finally get past the groaning hinges and he follows you inside. You hang the ring on the wall and feel around on the small table just by the frame. 

    You light the old oil lamp and an amber glow cast behind the foggy glass, tinged black at the edges from use.

    "Lamps are all blown," you explain nervously as you wave out the match.

    'No matter," he says as he wipes his soles on the woven mat.

    He watches you slip your jacket off and hook it on a peg. He puts his over yours, his knuckles raw and red. There's a trace of alcohol on him but not so heavy as usual.

    "Stove still works," you back away and swivel hesitantly on your heel. 

    You sense him watching you as you weigh the kettle in your hand and set it on the burner. He brings over the match box, surprising you before you can think to fetch them.

    "I ain't intruding?" He asks.

    You shake your head and take out a match. Your hands want to tremble at his closeness but you steady and light the flame. You pull away as the match wisps to black smoke, nearly singing your fingertips as the stove catches.

    "You real gentle, eh?" He says, "quiet and all that."

    "I suppose," you answer as you toss the match in the small tin you keep on the counter. He gives you little space to do so.

    "You don't say much. Only when you're bringing out drinks, huh? Don't say nothing about money…"

    "Mr. Shelby?" It's more a question though you want it to be a warning.

    "Nothing, really, we just talked," he leans on the counter, his eyes crease as he smiles, his mustache tickling his cheeks, "least I could do."

    "Talked?" You eke out, "sir, I saw Mr. Drussard--"

    "And what did he say?" Arthur tilts his head and you flinch as he touches the pale white of your blouse sleeve.

    "Do I need to tell you?" You step away with affront, "I… you shouldn't have hurt him. I don't like it."

    He frowns and stands straight. 

    "But… I did it for you, love," he takes a step.

    "That makes it so much worse," you try to evade him but find your back to the wall, "please, I think you should leave."

    "I've not had my tea," he dares to play with the lacy edge of your pointed collar, "'sides, I was expectin' some sort of thank you."

    "Mr. Shelby," you look down at his hand playing with your blouse, the hand you've seen wreak destruction on others much more fearsome than you.

    "Call me Arthur, love, or Art," he plants his other hand next to your head, looming over you as the scent of cigarettes and whiskey lace his hot breath, "I wanna hear you say it."

    You gape at him and his eyes trace the shape of your lips. You swallow as he plucks a button open. The kettle begins to softly shake and so do you.

    "Arthur," you whisper, "please…"

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