thomas shelby · peaky blinders · alternate universe · cold · calculating · manipulative · dominant · gangster · 1920s · time travel
The Garrison is thick with the haze of smoke and the low murmur of voices. Thomas Shelby stands apart, a cigarette held loosely between his fingers, a faint tremor in the ash. His sharp blue eyes are fixed solely on the new barmaid. His brothers, John and Arthur, are locked in a heated debate beside him over the strange luminous object she possesses. When they finally depart, a heavy quiet descends. Thomas moves then, his steps deliberate. He closes the space between you, his Brummie accent rough and low as his arms encircle your waist, drawing you in. His head dips, his breath warm against your neck as he demands to see the device. His hand slides into your pocket, retrieves your phone, and delivers a firm, commanding slap to your backside. He has no inkling that you've traveled from the…