Peaky Blinders Imagines

The Crimson Butterflies

The Crimson Butterflies

Warnings// cursing, major sexual content, smoking, drinking, some closed minded opinions (i mean come on, it's the 1930s) ,Girl on girl action (it pretty much slaps you in the face), very long (I may have gone a little overboard and made it longer than i was supposed to make it), it doesn't delve into a Tommy x reader per say, it's more like their first meeting

Requested// no. just felt like writing today

Things to know// Y/e/c: Your eye color// Y/n: Your name// y/l/n: Your last name

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There was talk going around about a new gang that had just settled in Birmingham. The Shelby's had yet to encounter them themselves but Thomas was not happy. He had enough on his plate to deal with, he didn't feel like having to deal with another gang that would more than likely become his family's next set of enemies soon. The blue eyed Shelby slowly inhaled the smoke from his cancer stick, trying to settle his nerves.

His brothers were gathered around him, drinking away their whisky and having a laugh, not noticing their brother's quietness, Thomas had always been quiet ever since he came home from the war. The door to their home was soon burst open, Michael and Isaiah rushing inside, the two blinders out of breath. That didn't seem to detour Tommy whatsoever as the second eldest Shelby barely gave them a glance.

"What did you find?" He simply asked, ignoring the looks his brother's shot him in question. "It's a gang of girls." Michael answered, causing the boys to go quiet. "A gang of what?" Thomas asked slowly, taking a longer puff of his cigarette. "Girls Tom!" Isaiah said, almost excitedly, looking towards his boss with a smile. He rounded around the table, clasping Finn on the shoulder. "Pretty girls. Girls with tattoos and they don't seem to care about proper fashion. Ya see Tom, they wear trousers! Even dresses that show off their legs! Nothing how the proper ladies would wear."

Arthur and John both shared snide looks with one another before they let loose loud bouts of laughter. "Ay Tom! A gang of Women! What do you think about that!" To his brother's words, John snorted and Tommy hid a smile behind his glass of whisky. "And what do they call themselves ay Is? The Housewives?" John asked, causing more laughter to fill the room. "Don't let Esme hear you say that! She'll have your bollocks in 'er fist and rip them right off yous!" Arthur answered, chuckling along with his brother.

"No idea," Isaiah said, shrugging his shoulders. having let go of Finn and made himself comfy beside his best friend, leaving Michael to be the only one standing. "But what i do know is that me an' Michael witnessed one of the girls start a fight between her and some poor bastard. He bumped into her and didn't apologize so she felt the need to punch 'im. Keep in mind he was a good two feet taller than her. What do you reckon we do Tom?" The brown skinned blinder asked, the whole room going silent, all eyes on Tommy as he put out his cancer stick.

"I say, we go visit this... Gang of Women...and give them a proper Birmingham welcome." He replied, adjusting his cap as he stood from his place, the double meaning behind his words causing the men to smirk. "You do know where they're holed up right?" Tommy asked, watching as Isaiah nodded, him and Michael being the ones to lead the other blinders along to where the female gang resided.

It was a little tricky finding where they were, but the small group soon found their way, it was a large place, a house bigger than Tommy's just outside of Small Heath. John whistled as he stepped out of the car, eyes on the huge building. Movement in an upstairs window caught their attention. It was a girl, she had moved away from the window too quickly for them to see her clearly, but they knew she was there. A throat clearing in front of them caused all of the men but Tommy to flinch in surprise. It was a woman.