Dorothy Monroe is a petite woman with a heart too big for her chest. She's pure, kind, she looked at the world and determined all the colours of nature were miracles and needed to be remembered. She's loved photography ever since her father brought a camera home and even had a gift with the newly designed lenses ever since she could wrap her small hands around the clunks of metal. Thomas Shelby: gangster; and war hero; he reads the devils script as if it were the morning newspaper - the list will go on. I don't need to say much more, you already know him. The Shelby family, as part of Tommy's expansion plan, bought a large area of the woods on the outskirts of Small Heath, far away from the Birmingham smog, there they built safe houses and kept heavy machinery; maybe even once they kept a large crate of stolen guns, supposedly belonging to the Government. Unbeknownst to Dorothy, who stumbled around the woods (a bulky camera in hand), she had explored the woods many times, taking photos of all the things that shined bright enough, but had never come across the peculiar buildings that held many dangers. That is, of course, until she knocks upon one of the doors, ready to give an earful to whoever had built over this precious patch of land, only to come face to face with one Thomas Shelby. -loosely follows the plot of season 1- *disclaimer* I do not own the Peaky Blinders or any of Steven Knights characters, only the story of Dorothy and her own plot line. This trope is cliche and overused, but idc, I like it.

Y/N never expected a trip to a museum to change her life. Curious, she climbs into a beautifully restored vintage car on display-only for the world to blur around her. When she opens her eyes, the polished museum is gone, replaced by the smoke-filled streets of 1920s Birmingham. Alone, confused, and armed with knowledge of a future no one else could imagine, Y/N catches the attention of the city's most dangerous man: Thomas Shelby. Thomas doesn't believe in miracles. He believes in lies, schemes, and survival. But there's something about the mysterious young woman who appeared out of nowhere that he can't explain. As enemies close in and history threatens to repeat itself, Y/N must decide whether to find a way back to the twenty-first century-or risk changing the past by falling for the man who was never meant to be hers. In a city ruled by razor blades, whiskey, and secrets, one impossible twist of fate may rewrite history forever.

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Aurelia Balfour is miserable. Trapped in a loveless marriage, and with pretentious aristocratic women her only other company, Aurelia's tried everything from drinking to hysteria treatments to make her happy. One day, her fake friends begin to whisper about the nouveau-riche gang member who moved in next door, along with his cold wife. Aurelia recognises Thomas Shelby at once. She would have married him if not for the war, after all. GRACE HATE. I am a grace hater. If she has one hater, it's me. If she has no haters, I'm dead.

One night. One drink. Kate wakes up to find herself with Thomas Shelby and no recollection how she wound up there. From then on, her life takes a dark turn and she finds herself in Hell. Will she be able to claw her way out of darkness into a sunlight paradise? Can she fall in love with her husband, after being forced to marry him? Weill they truly be happy together, or should she run while she still can?

#1 IN MANDALORIAN July 2025 🪩 When bartender Kyrani Moss finds herself hunted down by some unexpected visitors, her only way out is in the nearest departing ship -- only trouble is, said ship is manned by a little green kid and a gruff bounty hunter who doesn't know the price on her head could make him rich. Can she build a future while running for her life from her past? Mando/OC Slow burn love story. PG-13.

When the stock market crashed, Thomas Shelby, needs money and he needs it fast. Polly Gray has a brilliant idea. Marry a deformed, recluse artist & writer, Katherine Carter. However, their marriage comes with a terrible catch that threatens to break them both, mentally and physically. Can the two of them find love before they destroy each other with their own darkness?

Din Djarin never planned on having two kids for bounties. He never planned on taking them back. He never planned on roaming through the galaxy with them. He never planned on loving them with all his heart. And he never planned on becoming their father. Din Djarin, Elaine, and Grogu are an odd family, but they are a family nonetheless. I own nothing except for my OCs

"Did you know" "Loki..." "DID YOU KNOW!!!" "yes....." "WHY.!....ARE YOU JUST LIKE FATHER!" "no... You're wrong, Loki..... I love you with all of my heart... I have always seen you as a little brother" "I AM NOT YOU'RE BROTHER... I AM... A MONSTER" "no.... You are who you choose to be ... And you chose to be our brother...mine and Thors" Tears ran down my face as I made my way to Loki. I stopped in front of him and looked at him in the eyes. I kissed his forehead and hugged him close. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Information; Older sister of Thor and Loki. Name; Y/N Odinson, Goddess of Comfort,Love and Life. Loves her little brothers deeply. (But has a closer relationship with Loki) Y/N has British accent P. S NOT MY ART, Inspiration from: @Lydiaofthefallen

Baelon II Velaryon is the son of Rhaenyra Targaryen. Just like his mother he was a strong willed dragon rider. Built for the clouds and forged for fire. He was meant for greatness. But the legacy of his family weighed heavily on his shoulders. Love and legacy was on the verge of breaking him. .... In Kingslanding it was frowned upon to lay with the same sex, forbidden among royals. But when has the Targaryen line cared for rules. Baelon and Aemond were no fools, but the desire ran thick, as did the building tension. .... Warning: Sex, Violence and Targaryens