Dreams of Blue eyes and a Flat Cap

She/her/they/them, IDC. 30 something 🚫Do not follow, or interact if you're under 21🚫

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Masterlist

Edited as of 4th April 2026

(Taking Essie’s story off this blog permanently)

(*) denotes smut

Tommy Shelby:

Inferno*

Devil's Backbone* Chapter Two

NSFW Alphabet*

Fall in Love Twice Chapter Two*

Russian Doll Russian Doll* (Ch 2) Russian Doll* (Ch 3)

The Price of Stout

John Shelby:

Russian Doll Russian Doll* (Ch 2) Russian Doll* (Ch 3)

Arthur Shelby

Russian Doll Russian Doll* (Ch 2) Russian Doll* (Ch 3)

Finn Shelby

Russian Doll Russian Doll* (Ch 2) Russian Doll* (Ch 3)

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Update on life:

Hi. It’s me CJ. I’ve been other places on this hell site but I’m back - and due to me wanting to keep my fandoms separate I’m not revealing my other blog

Now for the newsies

I am rewriting Russian Doll as an OC insert and including our babe Essie.

I will be attempting to write the next chapter of devils backbone (I know it’s been a really long wait. I’m sorry) and I have two Tommy x OC series planned (house of Guinness hit me and I needed to make a crossover. Downton abbey will never not hit me and I have a series for that planned too)

As always, I’ve been CJ. You’ve been you. If you are under twenty one do not interact with me

And remember

Someone’s always watching in the wildlands, darlings

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The Price of Stout || Tommy Shelby x OFC (Áine Guinness-O’Shea)

fandoms: Peaky Blinders x House of Guinness (John doesn’t die and there’s no Grace or Charlie)

Summary: December 1925. Áine Guinness-O’Shea leaves Dublin, Ireland with her brother Benjamin and his wife Saoirse to make a deal with Peaky Blinders member and leader: Thomas Shelby. Tommy has a taste for newer pastures and even newer liquors and wants to merge with the Irish Stout company.

The recently widowed Áine wants to leave the past in the past. But when she meets Tommy on a cold morning in the park, his blue eyes remind her of a man she lost.

“Ahh Mister Shelby..” Áine’s voice croons “You can’t put a price on stout”

His smirk is lethal. It makes her want more.

-coming soon-

tagging: @crimsonfogg and @munstysmind

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Make a Man out of You || Essie Shelby Drabble

“(Be a Man) You must be swift as a coursing river, (Be a Man) with all the force of a great typhoon. (Be a Man) With all the strength of a raging fire. Mysterious as the dark side of the moon”

Tommy always thought it was Finn who would impress him and take a place at the table but he wasn’t expecting his little sister to do what Finn couldn’t in following her brothers footsteps with a blank stare and her hand on her pistol.

Really, Arthur and Tommy should have seen it. How similar she was to John - how perceptive she could be and how effortless she was in dealing with problems.

John’s death hadn’t stunted her growth. It had forced it, inspired it,

“I’m more of a woman than you’ll ever get Finn” Essie tilted her head to stare at her brother, blue eyes almost grey and steely “And I’m more of a Man than you’ll ever be”

The gun on the table proved it.

Essie Shelby was Tommy’s legacy.

tagging: @munstysmind, @crimsonfogg

[queenzee27]

Hello There; Can you humor me for two seconds? I'd like to have a word with one of your oc's please?

*sits down and takes out a notepad and pencil*

Mrs. Angelique Mooney, can I ask.... Will you be taking charge of Vought Industries if anything ever happened to Stan? If not, why?

And are you still in love with Soldierboy?

*Angelique sits from across from you*

To answer your question, I don't really feel up to the task of filling in as the next CEO of Vought Industries- I already have Stan doing that for me darling *stares at her manicured nails with a bored expression*

I don't like tying myself with that company anyways; it's just a sinking ship trying to convince itself that it isn't sinking.

*glares at anon sharply at their second question*

I wont entertain dumb questions, goodbye

*gets up and walks off*

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*shuffles in as Angelique’s nervous secretary*

I will entertain it. She does love him but ssh, don’t let her know that I told you

[queenzee27]

*somewhere in the hallway*

where the HELL is my fucking coffee?! And get that fucking amateur anon reporter FIRED! what kinda question was that?!

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*sighs* She’s had a bad morning is all

[queenzee27]

Hello There; Can you humor me for two seconds? I'd like to have a word with one of your oc's please?

*sits down and takes out a notepad and pencil*

Mrs. Angelique Mooney, can I ask.... Will you be taking charge of Vought Industries if anything ever happened to Stan? If not, why?

And are you still in love with Soldierboy?

*Angelique sits from across from you*

To answer your question, I don't really feel up to the task of filling in as the next CEO of Vought Industries- I already have Stan doing that for me darling *stares at her manicured nails with a bored expression*

I don't like tying myself with that company anyways; it's just a sinking ship trying to convince itself that it isn't sinking.

*glares at anon sharply at their second question*

I wont entertain dumb questions, goodbye

*gets up and walks off*

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*shuffles in as Angelique’s nervous secretary*

I will entertain it. She does love him but ssh, don’t let her know that I told you

[queenzee27]

Hi Can I request a long fic please if you still do those?

I want a fic within the twilight movie fandom-black Oc of your choice (I'm obsessed with how you create your OC's <3)

In the fic she's like Bella's bestfriend, or close to an ex-bestfriend, just woke up after getting turned into a vampire by James (maybe she tagged along with Bella and Alice and Jasper and the two snuck off to go to the studio to save Bella's mom, but it was a trap- James bit them both. and OC ended up not being saved on time)

and she isn't happy to be a vampire- kinda like Rosalie (I so want her a Rosalie to be besties just like Alice is to Bella) and she's having a hard time adjusting- she doesn't want to feed on neither human or animals because it's wrong.

She also has like empathetic powers (because she was a very empathic and perseptive person when she was human) and is probably a bit more powerful than Jasper in a way- I don't know if there are any powerful powers stronger than Jasper. I'm so tempted to say make her be like Wanda Maximoff type of strong (like be she lost vision, but still powerful- most powerful person in the Cullen coven lol)

And can you somehow make like Laurent be her future mate somehow...? I don't want him to die! And I think the oc you create be perfect for him ( and give him a better love story than Stephanie gave us with him and Irina 😤🙄)

Make it angsty! Make it hurt my soul! Make it epic! Make it so romantic for her and Laurent that it makes Edward and Bella's love story look unhealthy as shit! I want a sassy oc who will definitely start talking shit about Edward's relationship with Bella and call him out on his toxic behaviour (and Jacob's along the line)

SORRY I'M RAMBLING, I DIDN'T MEAN FOR THIS REQUEST TO BE THIS LONG! SORRY!

bye ^^

I am totally vibing with this fic idea; I see the vision!

and I will fucking write the shit out of this fic- I might procrastinate sometimes, but I will write this damn fic! quickly taking notes of everything so I don't forget a single details, and creating a new playlist for every chapter I'm about to write...

And yes I do believe there are a few empathy powers that can be as powerful or more powerful than Jasper's (we about to leave the Cullen's shook with this one)

And I am just itching to write for Laurent as a love interest, that would be so interesting to write- like he's been trying to rub shoulders with powerful and high status people and vampires his whole life, and he falls for OC who is the strongest and most powerful person in the Cullen family. She might not have a powerful position like the Volturi do, but he knows she wouldve been a fucking prize to Aro if he knew what she could do.

And I am here for bestie! Rosalie and oc just sharing an understanding on the whole "I didn't choose this life" train. I think this will be where most of the angst will be- her dealing with being a vampire, and hating Bella for being so... human and complaining about how she isn't a vampire yet like I know that should be a conflict! 🤣🤣

And since you put it in my head I fucking might make her the pre-Scarlet Witch Wanda Maximoff of this fucking universe, fucking watch me!

@diamondoftheball I'm back on the grind, and got my first request ^^

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Ohhh yeaaaah

[incognitopolls]

If a friend asks you to hang out, is "I'm too tired" a good enough reason to say no?

Yes

No

It depends (elaborate in tags?)

Voting ended onMar 29, 2024

We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

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Please if you like my stuff - Just reblog

I’m literally BEGGING now

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When will we see part three of the Devil Backbone?

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When people start Reblogging it.

It’ll be coming soon, hopefully

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Hi love! I love love love your writting 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

Are you thinking about updating the thomas shelby fic where she’s pregnant? (no rush, just asking (:)

Hi lovely. I am but it won’t be here on here, it’ll be on @multitudesofwordsandmadness - most of my writing is moving there except for jewel in a crown which is going to A03

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Please if you like my stuff - Just reblog

I’m literally BEGGING now

[jonquilandlace]

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Will chapter three of Devil’s Backbone be out soon? I’m eager to see the conversation between Tommy and the reader when she admits she carrying his child. I also want to see what Tommy plans to do with the information!

Conversation… @munstysmind my readers think they’re going to have a conversation

👀😁😁

It’ll be coming soon. I promise

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Shoes indoors?

I never wear shoes

Shoes off in ALL indoor places, even public places like the store or library

Shoes off in familiar public spaces such as my school or workplace

Shoes off when going into any private space, such as my friend's home

Shoes off only in my own home

Shoes ON everywhere, including my own home

Voting ended onFeb 5, 2024

Holy places are not accounted for in this poll because that's somewhat of a different conversation.

These are ranked in order from least shoes to most shoes; vote for the first one that applies to you.

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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

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Could you add me to the Russian Doll tag list please? 👀

Sure thing 👀😍

Welcome aboard my love

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For everyone not Reblogging this

Take away your kudos and block me

Thank you in advance - CJ

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Russian Doll || T. Shelby, A. Shelby. J. Shelby. F. Shelby x Reader (chapter three)

Warnings (for the whole story) AFAB (assigned female at birth) Princess Reader, Smut, P in V (wrap before you tap), Oral (M and F receiving) Dub-Con (Tommy asks Reader to say No but she doesn't say anything. She isn't coerced though) Loss of Virginity, Reader has her own reverse harem. Pregnancy in later chapters

Any other tags needed? just let me know and I'll add them

🚫DNI if you're under twenty one 🚫

Authors Note: I give no consent to my works being translated or posted to Wattpad or A03. I post everything I write on my own Wattpad and A03

This is dedicated to: @munstysmind - as always, you are my co-pilot in all things Shelby family and this story is for you (if ya'll could see the discord chats we have about this fic 🫣🤣)

This chapter contains an OC I created called Essie, she's the youngest Shelby sibling, she appears a few times in this series but none of my other Peaky OC's will

taglist: @zablife, @hllywdwhre, @red-riding-wood, @red-write-hand, @munstysmind (please ask if you want to be on the taglist. i'll gladly add you)

Reblog if you read this x

The warm rays of morning sunshine shone through the curtains in the window and beckoned you forth from sleep and as you rolled away from the light to try and find some darkness you realised you weren’t in your room but you’d spent the night in someone else’s bed. The pillows smelled like Whiskey and tobacco and they were soft.

The ache between your legs was dull and your muscles screamed as you sat yourself up. You didnt look behind you but you could hear Tommy’s soft breathing and you assumed he was fast asleep. You stifled the cry of pain as you shuffled to the edge of the bed and shuddered as the cold air hit your exposed skin.

You couldn’t deny it felt good, even if your whole body sang with tiredness and the apex between your thighs was sore. You longed to sink into a bath and relax but your bed called your name.

You were going to sleep for a few more hours before addressing what happened with Tommy later.

You dressed yourself quietly, finding your garments of clothing scattered around the floor and without much thought to it, you pinned your hair back up. 

As soon as your muscles felt more relaxed, you stood from the bed and crossed to the door and you were stopped by that familiar warm voice coming from behind you.

“Where ya goin’ ‘eh?”

“Nowhere. Just back to bed”

His hand tilted your chin up and you let your back hit the wall as his hand ran into your hair. Tommy’s touch was gentle, eliciting a soft moan from your lips as he stepped closer. 

The scent of oranges filled your nose combined with the whiskey and tobacco that never seemed to leave his clothes or skin. His hand pressed yours to his chest and you gulped as he guided it down his well defined chest.

“You didn’t get enough last night?”

His smirk was deadly “I want more than your cunt, I want your pretty lips around my cock”

If your body wasn’t trapped between his and the wall then you knew you’d be on the floor from just how deadly his voice sounded. His hands were warm against your skin as they slid up the back of your blouse and you shuddered as he kissed down your neck. 

You wanted to feel guilty, you waited for the feeling to fill your stomach and creep up your spine but as your back hit the mattress of the bed all you felt was pure utter bliss. 

Tommy’s hands pulled your skirt up and his nose ran along your hip, making a moan fall from your lips. He was impatient, hands fumbling to try and undress your bottom half as his mouth pressed kisses to your thigh.

“Christ.. Could worship you for hours, Princess”

Your back arched as a lewd moan left your lips and you whined as the cold air hit your lower body. His lips were warm, just as they were the previous night and all air was knocked from your lungs as his lips encased your clit. Your back arched as your fingers ran into his hair and tugged. 

His moan was pleased and you shuddered. 

As he sucked on your bundle of nerves, he alternated between gentle and hard, making obscene noises flow from your lips as your back arched off the bed. Tommy was clearly a man with experience under his belt and he was making sure you benefited from his skills.

His tongue probed at your entrance, making you squeal as your fingers found their anchor in the bedsheets. 

“Tommy.. Please?” “Hm.. What is it you want? My cock?”

You gulped, moaning as he pushed his face into your heat and kept it there. His tongue and fingers were relentless and you could feel the familiar pressure building up and threatening to spill over. His fingers curled and your eyes rolled back as he brushed a spot that sent you tumbling over into a sweet soul-crumbling orgasm. 

“There it is, that’s my girl”

His girl?

He was just ticking all the imaginary boxes in your mind. A moan left your lips as his head dipped to suckle on your bundle of nerves again. He alternated between sucking and rubbing and your body convulsed as your thighs trapped his hand. 

He was relentless, clearly wanting you pliant, easy and willing to be his good girl and take whatever he gave you. 

You could feel it again, that blissful sensation creeping up your spine. Your back arched as a moan left your lips, he was clearly searching for something. Wanting you to lose your mind and be devoted to him 

“One more, hey pretty girl? Just one more”

“No.. I can't.. I..” A gasp left your lips and you thrashed in bed as your orgasm hit again and this time more powerful than before. Your legs shook and you whined before you sat up in bed with a red face “Fuck. Im sorry, I must have wet the bed”

The bedsheets under you were soaked and Tommy’s smirk was devilish as he kissed up and down your thigh, his moan had your eyes rolling back “Hmm.. No love you didn’t wet the bed, that was an orgasm. Now how about you return the favour, eh?”

“I’ve never..” You gulped, chewing on your bottom lip as your wide eyes took him in. Now you understood why your captors had called Tommy the Devil, his blue eyes had turned a hazy stormy grey and you shuddered as he groaned “Christ.. You really are unspoiled” He rolled you both over with the greatest of ease and you squeaked as he stretched out on the bed, making you stumble forwards. From this position you had the advantage and you leaned down, placing open mouthed kisses to his skin. Your tongue trailed down his chest, sparking the most glorious noises from his lips.

“Keep goin’ love, didn’t tell yeh to stop yet”

Your kisses moved down to his hips and you shuddered as he tugged on your hair. Your fingers hooked under the waistband of his briefs, giving a few tugs before you got them down his legs and you gasped as his cock slapped against his stomach. Your eyes met his in the early morning light of the room and you gulped

“I’ve never done this before, I-” A gasp left your lips as his hand rested on your cheek and your lips parted and suckled his thumb into your mouth. His hum was throaty and you grinned as he pulled his thumb free, running it along your lips. 

“Wrap your lips around the tip and suck”

“Like a lollipop?”

“Hmm.. No. Just wrap your lips around me, hey?” Tommy’s smirk was sinful and his hips jumped as you followed his instructions, wrapping your lips around the spongy head of his cock. You sucked gently, letting your tongue swipe at the slit and gasped as Tommy’s hips once again jerked off the bed.  

“Hollow out your cheeks, Christ I was right.. Your Mouth is divine”

Once again you followed Tommy’s instructions and hollowed your cheeks, pushing your head down as you took more of him in. A moan left your lips as your eyes closed and you hummed as you suckled gently.

Your head bobbed carefully and you moaned again as you peeked up towards Tommy’s face, his eyes were blown wide with lust and you smirked as he threw his head back into the pillows then returned to sucking.

“Jesus.. You’re gonna make me cum prematurely”

Your tongue flattened against the underside of his length and you choked on a moan as his hand rested on your head, pushing your head down.

You gagged involuntarily, eyes watering as you tried to get used to him being so far back in your throat, a tear trickled down your cheek causing him to moan loud and ease your head off his length only to push your head back down

“Fuck.. Jesus” A groan ripped from his throat as his orgasm hit, the load was heavy and the taste was bitter. You pulled off his length coughing up all the sperm as he laid in bed with an arm over his eyes trying to calm down from the orgasm that left him spent. 

“It tastes vile” Your face scrunched up as you wiped your lips and when you made eye contact with the man who had taken your virginity, you gulped. Tommy didn’t look pleased, a singular brow was arched and you shrieked as he manhandled you to the bed, landing a painful slap to your bum.

“Should put you in your fuckin’ place, ‘eh?” Another painful swat to your butt, the sound filled the room and made you moan. The stinging sensation that the slap left made you hiss and you pushed back against him

“Already had my cock once and you’re needy?” His voice was mockingly cruel and it only made you moan louder “And here I was with the thought you were a Princess not a whore”

Your eyes rolled back as he grinded against you and just as the familiar feeling of an orgasm was creeping up your back, Tommy smirked and climbed off the bed while pulling his briefs back on.

With a devious giggle, your hand slipped between your legs and your fingers found the bundle of nerves you always toyed with while laying alone.

Your back arched off the bed while your teeth encased your bottom lip and your fingers toyed with your clit as your legs spread, giving Tommy the perfect view of what he could have once again before your legs snapped shut and you sat up.

“What a shame.. I was rather enjoying the view”

Your eyes rolled as you collected your underwear, pulling it on and looked over your shoulder as you dressed. He knew what he was doing by staring at you, he could tell by the way your breath hitched and you dressed quickly to hide your body from his prying eyes. 

Your behaviour becoming so demure and innocent, a vast opposite of what it had just been.

Just as soon as you were tucking your blouse into your skirt the door swung open and your eyes widened as Polly entered the room with a knowing smirk “Sorry for intruding Tommy.. Essie will be home soon”

“Who’s Essie?” You took notice of the fond look on Tommy’s face and gulped. Did he have a wife and child? Oh.. Oh no, did you just contribute to wrecking a home that Tommy built for himself.

You followed Tommy’s steps carefully and sucked in a breath, he wasn’t wearing a wedding band but you didn’t know many men who did wear a wedding band.

There were no family photos or portraits in the halls, but they could be easily hidden elsewhere. A sinking feeling filled your bones and you stopped as you walked out to the family room where a little girl was being swung between Arthur and Finn with her feet off the ground.

Your mind flitted to your Uncle Nicholas and his cousin George doing the same thing to you when you were a girl and you grinned at her manic giggles.

She was very clearly loved by the Men standing either side of her and you’d never heard such a sweet sound in your life as her giggles grew louder

“Who’s that?”

Her voice was light and melodic and you guessed she was no older than ten. Her finger pointed with accusatory intent at you and you chuckled as you looked down at your feet “Essie that’s not nice”

So this was Essie, the little girl who Polly had mentioned “Forgive our sister. She doesn’t always think before she talks to people”

Their sister? She was their youngest sister?

You couldn’t help but watch as Essie commanded their attentions, four grown men all crouching down to a little girl's height to hear about her day was something you knew you wanted to see more of. 

“Essie love, come say hello to our guest”

You crouched down as she approached you and held your hand out for a handshake but were thrown off course when she wrapped you in a warm hug.

She seemed to linger for a while before pecking your cheek then her eyes narrowed to the open door leading to the hallway connecting to Tommy’s room. 

“Someone’s been in Tommy’s room”

Your face flushed as Essie skipped off. 

Tommy’s amused smirk was wicked.