| a thomas shelby fanfic | Anastasia Volkova was never meant to marry Thomas Shelby. A fragile truce stands between the Russian Bratva and the Shelby Company - and she is the price that keeps it alive. Thrown into a world of smoke, guns, whiskey, and power games, Anastasia refuses to be the quiet, obedient wife Thomas expects. She is sharp. Defiant. Dangerous in her own way. What begins as a political marriage turns into a war of wills - a game of control, trust, and unspoken desire. In a world where loyalty is bought in blood and love is a liability... falling for your enemy may be the most dangerous move of all.

Thomas Shelby and Vivienne Tanith were great friends before the war. They would always be with each other, no one ever saw them apart. But when the war happened, it had separated the two. When he came back he was changed. Thomas Shelby now had a tainted soul that could not allow him to be happy. Instead he was always on edge and remained cold. But when he got reunited with Vivienne, she made him feel better. Her kind soul giving him peace once more. ⊱•••⊰ 𝒪𝒽, 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝐼 𝒹𝑜? 𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝒸𝓁𝓊𝑒 𝒮𝓊𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒸𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝒷𝓁𝓊𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝓃𝒾𝒻𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 ⊱•••⊰ ⚠️ rated mature for: mentions of blood, sex, assault/battery, murder, weapons, and other acts/things that can cause discomfort ••••••• A few chapters of pre-PB w/ season one through four (possibly more if I decide to) Season one: finished and edited Season two: started Season three: not started Season four: not started !irregular updates! Best ranks: #1 in Lana Del Rey 2/13/26 #1 in Micheal Gray 8/28/24 #2 in Vivienne 3/29/25 #1 in Rachel Weisz 11/16/25 #1 in Finn Shelby 4/9/26 #2 in 1920's 4/10/26

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.

"Slow horses and fast women will ruin your life." Josephine Hayes is running from something terrible, something awful, a ghost that shares her same eyes. Accompanied by her older brother, Wyatt, the two slowly crawl their way through the dark streets of Birmingham, searching for new belonging, new ghosts. The Shelby's run Birmingham with iron fists and razor lined caps. Tommy Shelby could hardly be bothered by the arrival of an American woman and her brother, until in an act of defiance, that very brother steals his horse.

​─── ✦ ─── ​Rose and Esau were never meant to cross paths in the spring of 1908. But years later, in a Birmingham run by smoke and Shelby steel, the past has a dangerous way of catching up. ​When the dust settles, If it's you, will it be my salvation, or my ruin? ​─── ✦ ─── ​

Birmingham, 1919. ​Clara Mae Bennett belongs to a world of polished silver and quiet drawing rooms. Thomas Shelby belongs to the grit, smoke, and razor blades of Small Heath. ​When her brother's mistakes force Clara into the path of the ruthless Peaky Blinders leader, she intends only to save her family and escape. She didn't account for Tommy's cold, calculating gaze or the dangerous, slow-burn psychological game that sparks between them. ​In a city built on smoke and secrets, playing with fire is a deadly gamble. Because once the blade cuts, there is no going back.

In Greek mythology, Cassandra of Troy was born with an extraordinary gift of foresight. The future called to her, but the present mistreated her. Her only flaw was that she could not control it. However, she had been subjected to another curse, one that appealed to both men and gods alike. Cassandra was beautiful. Some compared her to Aphrodite, while others simply desired her in envious silence. And then she was condemned. The day Apollo laid eyes on her, the ink had already dried on the paper. He craved her. She wanted to learn discipline. He taught it to her, and when the time came to make the transaction, she stepped back. A symbolic no that had cursed her. No one would listen to her predictions anymore, no man would follow her wise advice, and all men would die. Cassandra Hasen had never had time to ask her mother why she had chosen to name her that. As the years went by, she felt more and more that this name was disastrous for her. Despite the science, the knowledge she strove to acquire and develop, men seemed deaf to her.Or perhaps there had never been any curse. Perhaps the answer to her indignation was obvious, simple but painful. Her status as a woman limited her in the world of the Roaring Twenties. Her gender shaped her ambition without her having the right to say a word. Cassandra Hasen only asked to be heard, because she was convinced of one thing. She was brilliant. She just needed someone to notice. Peaky Blinders: season 2

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎𝐬 was ruled by the Shelby family - or more so their gang. The Peaky Blinders were the infamous gang who earned their respect through the fear of the people. With the blades sewn into their flat caps and the weapons tucked into their jackets, people bowed their heads when passing them in the streets. You were considered lucky to have not had a run in with any of the three elder Shelby brothers. Arthur was the eldest. He was known for his fighting. You would often find him in the ring against somebody who was not his size. He went mad during the war and his return was nothing hit a relief for his mind. But when thinking he had finally escaped the war, one had started in his head. Arthur Shelby was his own enemy. Thomas was the second eldest - the most feared. He had a head for business and more common sense than his older brother. He had icy eyes which very rarely softened at the sight of anything. He was known for his trait of being unmerciful and careless. Despite being the second eldest, he was the brother who held the power. The brother who controlled the rest of them. John was the youngest of the three and arguably the softest. With his wonky smile and cheeky remarks, many of the girls in Small Heath found themselves falling at his feet. He would often find himself in trouble for acting childish. He didn't care too much for the business of the gang. He cared for the respect it brought their name. He enjoyed the thrill. And then you had John's twin sister - Francesca. Known for being one of the only Shelby siblings who seemed to laugh at Thomas. Her sister, Ada, being exactly the same. Francesca found that her brothers were ridiculous - too big for their boots as she'd say. Though she liked to use their name to get herself out of trouble. Francesca was often reckless and lacked the awareness one needed for the streets they lived in. She was her mother's daug

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 - the years before Headlock takes place. 𝟏𝟖𝟗𝟓 - Twins had never been a part of the Shelby family tree. Nobody had ever considered that twins could've came along in that family. Except now - during the early hours of a rather sunny morning, Martha found herself cradling not one child but two. A boy and a girl. Their cries echoed across the canal, The January steadying them as they drifted across the water. Polly Gray looked at her with furrowed eyebrows. "Twins, Martha." She whispered, pushing down the blanket to get a good look at their faces. Martha looked up at the woman and began laughing. "Twins." She repeated. Her eyes returned to her new babies, the sun falling upon their faces. "John. ." She confirmed, having already had a name picked out after Polly had predicted she'd give birth to a boy. "And a darling girl-" Martha had always wanted a girl. Always. But after Arthur and Thomas, she wasn't sure if a girl would be on the cards for her. But there she was, a complete and utter miracle. "Francesca Shelby." A breath of satisfaction was let out into the air. "John and Francesca."

"-tell yourself over and over again, that you won't ever need her again-"