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The Spanish Lady
Cw: a lot of racism, colorism, SWERF shit,classim,liberal use of anti Mexican slurs and antisemitism that are in character for a white right-wing law enforcement person in the 1920s
Gif by @so-thisis-love
Five times someone asked Grace to sing the Spanish Lady and refused and one time she couldn’t refuse.
Sorry Grace fans, but a person who is in an exrremely right wing family and who really believes that England has a right to oppress and control other people is highly unlikely to be a good person at their core.
Here in this one shot, I explore Ulster Volunteer, Tory Grace Burgess pour all her nastyness at a woman of color
Takes place in the Nothing More Difficult than Love verse
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“Do you know the song Spanish Lady,” Miss Smith asked as they waited for Harry to retrieve the rum bottle.
She was a new arrival, granddaughter to an old woman named Ethel who’s son married and settled in Mexico. Now she was here as a refugee after the civil war killed her family.
Eva Smith was treated like royalty, as if the Duchess of York had come to Small Heath.
Grace didn’t understand why they were falling over their feet to see her until she met her.
“I do.” Grace said with a shy smile.
Grace had expected her to look like those photographs and films where the Mexicans are dirty hat wearing Indians with the big rifles. She had expected a timid savage wearing threadbare old-fashioned clothes.
Eva Smith didn’t look at all like those people. Must be her Irish and English blood, the Irish Tory barmaid mused.
She was stunning even if a little dark and freckled, she looked like an Italian woman come to think of it. Her figure wasn’t fashionable, hourglass figures were a thing of the past and Grace’s slim figure were all the rage now, but Eva Smith was still seen as beautiful as Venus here.
There was just something about her that turned everyone’s heads just to see her.
“Do you sing, Miss Smith?” the blonde asked as she gave her the bottle of rum Harry handed to her.
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“Sing the Spanish Lady, might make him less likely to stop you.” Lizzie Stark, the local whore, had suggested one Saturday as if they were friends. Grace was a well-bred woman of class and substance she’d never stoop so low as to befriend anything that came from Small Heath.
Tommy Shelby was the only exception, Ada and Lizzie and even Eva Smith were just pawns she used to get to him.
Like Grace Helen Burgess Curran would ever consort with whores, Communist Jewish women and an escaped Mexican criminal.
Eva Smith was to be Thomas’ future wife, a match arranged by their kin to save Eva from paying for her crimes.
What a man like him would want with a lowly bean eater who suffers from hallucinations is beyond her.
But the marriage would be short lived, he was destined to hang and so was she. Perhaps Grace can get him to see the light and change his ways, she could show him a better life away from this pigsty and show him how happy he will be with a better woman.
Not the mutt to which he was engaged.
Eva Smith helped kill Englishmen, Americans and even got a good Irishman drunk so he would bomb the wrong city.
She was as evil as the beasts that killed your parents. Don’t let her appearance fool you.
That was what Inspector Campbell had said at their last meeting.
A criminal for a criminal, a match made in hell.
“He will think I am trying to kiss up to him.” The blonde shook her head.
“Aren’t you?” the whore gave her a knowing look before John Shelby came to take her somewhere.
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“Why don’t you join them?” Polly Gray loathes her. Grace has seen it since they met and delights in making her suffer.
Some drunks at the pub are joined by a Traveller calling himself Johnny Dogs as they serenade the shy witch who’s come with Ada and Polly for a drink.
The witch never drinks more than one glass, when she is with Tommy, she will steal a sip or two from his glass or mug like the backwards heathen she is. He likes that sort of thing, she’s noticed.
She must’ve bewitched him with her black Indian magic.
How else could a man like Thomas Shelby be interested in her?
Grace had learned about this woman and her past, born in Rome, educated by the best teachers her family could buy and treated like a deity by her own family.
She was involved in the Benton Affair. She had been Pancho Villa’s faithful interpreter and helped him steal away the Englishman’s wealth and then killed him.
She killed good honest men and stole from their widows, she broke criminals out of prison, and then there were the things against her character.
There were talks about her whoring herself out to the President’s son, to some bandit turned soldier who stole a horse for her, about her getting black out drunk at parties and worse, drugging herself and speaking in tongues.
She was a fake, she was not powerful, she was just an insane woman who’s uncle had to buy her a husband.
A husband Grace deserves.
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“Hey, Grace, do you know the Spanish Lady?”
It had become a habit to ask that song whenever Eva was coming by. The closer they got to the wedding the more she came here with Thomas.
She hated that. Grace couldn’t make Thomas fall in love with her because the witch was there, and he pretended Grace was no one important if she was around.
But he’ll forget the brown skin bitch when they come back from Cheltenham, Grace could make any man fall in love with her.
Especially when she wanted that man.
And she wants Thomas Shelby more than she ever wanted anyone else before.
“Not very well, Harry. I might offend our own Spanish Lady.” She lies and sings the song she heard Tommy liked.
Black velvet band, that one was her favorite.
That one told Tommy how much she wanted him, how much better she was for him than the woman he’s marrying in a few weeks.
She wears a black velvet band in her hair today; it doesn’t look well in her dark brown hair. But he still holds her gloved hand like she’s the only woman he wants, and she acts like she’s their equal.
She is not as beautiful, she is a nobody, she will die and Tommy will be mine, the barmaid tells herself as she’s forced to pretend it doesn’t fill her with rage to see them act like they want each other.
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“My grandfather, may he rest in peace, used to sing the Spanish Lady to my grandmother. You see our abuela was raised in Spain because of all the wars during her childhood.” The Spaniard, Diego Velasquez, said as he waited for his cousin.
How such a great man could be related to Eva Smith was beyond her.
Grace talks to him, flirting and working him for information, but he doesn’t budge.
“I know the words, perhaps I could sing it for you if you ask nicely.” She batts her eyes at him and her hand brushed against his on the counter.
He looks at her like she is dirt under his fingernails.
“You have my thanks, but another time, senorita.” He said flirting back, but not bothering to hide his irritation when he turns to look at his cousin coming inside the pub.
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She shouldn’t have come here.
Eva had warned her, Ada had too, but she needed to be here so she could set the trap for Freddie Thorne.
They are happy, Tommy doesn’t spare her a longing look and Grace feels crushed as she sees him be happy with his choice.
I want you. He had kissed her, she had tried to get him to do more than just kiss, but he had pushed her away.
She’ll know, he had shaken his head when she led his calloused and long fingers to the buttons of her blouse.
I don’t care, she had said as she’d tried to seduce him.
“Play the Spanish Lady, Johnny. She loves that song.” Tommy told the travellers who’d taken up a fiddle and some other instruments as he went to retrieve his bitch of a wife.
“Can you join us, Miss Burgess? Arthur said you sing like songbird.” One of the Lees asks her, and she can’t refuse, not if she wants to lose Thomas forever.
Later that night, Grace vows she’ll never sing that song again.
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I just had some kind of fight with a Grace hater. She made a post about hating her, how she is a bitch, she doesn't understand how Tommy fell in love with her if she didn't even talk, and only because he saw her two or three times and that because of her Tommy treats May and Lizzie badly.
I responded in a good way that the show only has 6 episodes, it is too little to show all the conversations they had, that Tommy was not very talkative either lol, and that SK really likes to leave everything to the imagination of the audience and many things passed out of the show.
Well...she responded to me in such an aggressive way and with so much hatred, it's the first time I've spoken to someone so angry and with so much hatred, because of a TV character. Of course it started with me having an empty mind and writing shitty poems about Grace (she saw my last post) and I didn't understand anything about their relationship 🤣
The sad thing is that Lizzie fans are generally like that, and that made me think why Lizzie attracts the same type of people.? I feel sorry for the actress, but it's good to analyze it.
And I love , but much more now than before, being a Grace fan. Thank you Grace and Annabelle for attracting healthy, non-aggressive people.
Oh and I learned my lesson about leaving Lizzie fans and their posts about what a bitch Grace is in their hate corner.
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What is it about Grace that you hate?
No hate, she’s just not my favorite.
I think it started with me being really disappointed with how her character was fleshed-out (or lack-there-of) by the end of the first season, and then it just never felt like it got better through two and three. I remember thinking it was such a cool twist in the pilot when we found out she was a spy. Not only to see a female in law enforcement during that time, but to be trained in undercover work and having had a father who obviously had some kind of traumatic death that left her seeking vengeance — like, recipe for something really awesome, right? Especially pairing that with gangster boss, morally-gray Tommy. Spy who falls for her mission, I’m there for it!
But what we got… it just felt so boring and underwhelming, or even embarrassing at times (thinking about how in one breath she chastised Campbell for underestimating her and then in the next shot a man who had nothing to do with her mission in broad daylight).
I get that her character was ultimately supposed to represent the softness that Tommy longed to protect, or the posh-ness/legitimacy that he wanted to reach, or whatever. But it just felt like a lot of pining or “wanting what they couldn’t have” without any actual substance for them to fall in love to. And then the fact that she’d been a spy and ultimately lying about herself the entire time and we never really got to see them unpack that.
Idk. It felt like they were trying to make her fit these two roles that they needed to propel Tommy’s character on (the innocent flower and the heart-breaking betrayer), but after it was all mixed together it just didn’t work for me.
And that’s just season one! I hate when there’s a cheating plot for absolutely no reason. She didn’t need to be married! I get that it was the 20s and blah blah. But ugh. Just to then have the “sweet and kind” husband kill himself just so she can birth Tommy’s baby and marry him. And then the bulk of their actual relationship happens off screen, cut to them trying to have us sympathize with her because she was doing all this charity work and Tommy finally had the picture perfect life, just in time for her to get shot and forever be this idealized martyr in his heart and just again be another catalyst to Tommy’s character development and guilt.
She just never felt like a genuine, thought-out character — I never cared about her the same way I cared about the others. Again, there’s no hate, just apathy.
I did like her ghost scenes in the later seasons.
#mirth replies#peaky blinders#anti-grace#not really hate but just in case#anti-grace shelby#idk her maiden name#hope that covers it#please don’t come at me#just an opinion
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You either think Grace was the worst thing to happen to Tommy or the best, there is no in between.
#who’s team are you on?#I’m very anti grace#but it’s almost illogical#I just feel it in my gut#peaky blinders#tommy shelby#Thomas Shelby#cillian murphy
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Part 13: Dance of Darkness
Fandom: Peaky Blinders
Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Grace Burgess x OC
Summary: Tommy and Lucy spend a little more time with May.
Word Count: 3,445
Notes: Warnings for references to violence.
Masterlists: Main • Series • Fic
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Chapter 8: Temptation
“What happened here?” Lucy asked, brushing her fingers along the scrape that marked Tommy’s right temple.
“I went to the Digbeth Kid’s grave site to give his mother the first payment from the fund,” he said glumly.
“She hit you?”
“Only a few times. It was the ring that scratched me.”
“Mm,” she ghosted her fingers along the red markings once more before dropping them. “How was the meeting with Campbell?”
Tommy let out a bitter chuckle, leaning back in his chair. “You remember those Irish people who blew up the Garrison? The ones I had you look into?”
“Irene O’Donnell and Donal Henry?”
“Mhm. They’re working with Campbell.”
She straightened. “Irish working for the King?”
“Funny, isn’t it?”
“What did they want?”
He reached into a drawer, and pulled out a file, handing it to her. “For me to kill this man.”
Thumbing through the pages, she frowned. “Why?”
“They weren’t particularly forthcoming with that information.”
“Hm…” she rested the knuckles of one hand against her lips as she scanned over the papers. “You tell Campbell about how Henry meets with anti-treaty Paddies in the backroom of the Mother Red Cap in Saltley?”
“Yeah. I also told him that he needs to take care of Henry first before I even think of taking on the assignment.”
She closed the file and handed it back to him. “Good. Donal Henry’s an ass.”
“You’ve never even met him.”
“I know what you’ve told me about him. And I’ve heard the reports from our men who have followed him. That’s more than enough to convince me.”
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“Donal Henry’s dead,” she told Tommy as soon as the doors to the office were shut behind her. “They just found the body and confirmed it.”
Looking up from his desk, Tommy’s eyes darted away, nodding.
“So, shall we start planning the murder, then?”
“I suppose so.”
They began to pour over the file Campbell had given Tommy in earnest. Lucy kept chancing glances up at Tommy as she leaned back in one of the chairs in front of his desk, a leg crossed over the other. He was hunched over his papers, sighing and pressing his fingers to his temples, massaging circles into them while he cleared his throat. It was unsettling to see him looking so anguished and stressed, to the point that she considered suggesting to him that he just let her take the whole assassination on by herself.
Brows furrowing, Tommy pulled his hands back, staring at the bloodied smear that stained his fingertips. The rubbing had torn open the scabs on his temple from where the Digbeth Kid’s mother had struck him. He stared at his hand for several long moments, before closing the file and putting it in a drawer, clearing his throat as he stood to get a drink from the shelf, wiping a rag over his fingers.
There was a knock at the door, Lizzie poking her head in to tell them that there was someone here about the accounts clerk position they’d put an advertisement for in the paper. There was mumbling outside the office as Lizzie ushered the man in, and then approaching footsteps, the door closing.
“Michael?”
Lucy looked over her shoulder to see the boy smiling, and grinned to herself, turning back to face Tommy’s desk as she shook her head fondly. Good to know that the incident back at the auction hadn’t scared him off, she supposed.
He was a stubborn one, not dissuaded by Tommy’s attempts to tell him that the position was already filled, listing off his qualifications after setting his application down and taking the empty seat next to Lucy in front of the desk.
When he was done, Tommy put his glass of whiskey down and picked up the phone, setting it down in front of Michael.
“You phone your mother,” he gestured to Lucy and she stood, following him as he headed to the door. “Good luck.”
Lucy snorted. “Poor kid,” she said, once the doors were closed. Tommy chuckled.
“He did make a compelling argument for himself, though.”
“Mhm. And it would be nice to have the vacancy finally filled. The work’s starting to pile up. You think Polly will actually agree to it?”
Tommy sighed as they headed for the doors leading outside, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Maybe. She’s been better, since he got back, but she’s still…”
“Unpredictable?”
“She’s very protective of him.”
“Understandable.”
He hummed in agreement. “But could cause issues. And not just regarding this. You heard him in there. He’ll be eighteen by the end of the week. I think she still sees him as a little boy, in a lot of ways.”
“Not exactly the way that a young man wants to be treated,” Lucy huffed, pulling on her cap as they stepped out onto the street. “Only so much we can do, though.”
“Mm. I’ll try talking to her. Give her some assurances.”
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“May!” Lucy rushed through the kitchen into the main part of the betting shop, heading straight for the brunette standing in the middle of it all, wide eyed and looking a little lost. John was standing in front of her, incredibly close. “It’s good to see you again.”
“Hello, Lucy,” May greeted, looking relieved at the presence of a familiar face.
“Sorry that I’m late,” Tommy cleared his throat as he came in behind her. “There was a family matter. Esme, keep it locked up for a minute.”
“Yes, Thomas,” Esme said.
“I’ll show you around,” Tommy told May. John didn’t move, continuing to stare at Tommy with a mischievous look on his face.
“John, scram,” Lucy said. He snorted, but spun on his heel and headed to his office.
May began to wander about curiously, eyes still wide as Tommy explained where the offices were and how they conducted business.
“When I drove into Small Heath I thought I was going to get murdered. Then I mentioned your name. It was like being escorted to see a king,” May leaned against the desk across from them.
“You came here to get my girl, right?” Tommy asked. Lucy bit her lip at the potential double entendre that was there, elbowing him just lightly enough to be subtle. He shot her an amused look for a fraction of a second.
“Right,” May said.
“Come with us, then,” Lucy beckoned with her head, and May followed them outside and down the road to Charlie’s yard, where the horse was being kept.
“This is Charlie. Charlie, this is May Carleton,” Lucy introduced them. “And Curly.”
Curly waved excitedly at May while Charlie gave her a respectful nod.
“Go get her, Curly. Go on,” Tommy said. The stableboy rushed off, returning a moment later leading the gorgeous gray filly by the reins.
“She looks in very good condition considering she’s not been out on the gallops,” May began to approach the horse, assessing her. Tommy stroked the horse’s snout. Lucy gave her a little kiss between the eyes.
“So what time is your box van coming?” Tommy asked.
“Midday.”
“You’ve got time to take the lady to the Garrison. Show her the spa and the tearooms,” Charlie said.
“Very funny,” Lucy glowered at him playfully.
“I’d like that. Why not?” May interjected. Lucy shot Tommy a look. He shrugged.
“All right, then.”
“Do you keep other horses at the yard?” May asked, as they began the walk to the pub.
“Tommy has a stallion. I have a chestnut filly. We take them out riding, whenever we get the chance,” Lucy said. May nodded.
It was quiet in the Garrison, when they stepped in. Empty.
“I just had it done up. There was a fire,” Tommy went behind the bar, asking May what she would like to drink.
“It’s so early, but gin.”
Lucy hopped into a chair at the bar. May slid into the space next to her. Close enough that Lucy could smell the flowery scent of her perfume. Tommy grabbed a bottle and a glass, placing it in front of May and pouring the clear booze until it nearly touched the rim. May looked somewhat horrified.
“Goodness. With something?”
Tommy’s eyes darted to the glass of liquor, up to May, then back again. Lucy pressed her knuckles to her lips to try to hide her smile. He looked so utterly confused. Like the idea of a mixed drink was an entirely new concept to him.
“Like what?”
“Tonic water or…”
Lucy giggled. Tommy turned back around to stare at the shelf of booze behind him. “Uh…” he cleared his throat. “We have, um…cordial,” he snatched up the bottle, went back to May, nodding to her glass. “There’s not much room in there, but…” he poured the cordial in, stopping just when she was worried that the glass might overflow. He gave Lucy a glass of whiskey, before pouring one for himself.
“Do you want to fuck me, Mrs. Carleton?” he asked, turning to face her, leaning against the bar in front of May, who looked like she’d been dangerously close to choking on her drink. Lucy raised her eyebrows. Wouldn’t exactly have been the approach she personally would have taken in regards to them all getting into bed together. But she couldn’t deny Tommy’s success rate, so she’d let him work without interjection. “Perhaps because I…perhaps because I represent something to you?” he pulled out a cigarette. “We should have this conversation before the booze starts talking for us,” he explained at May’s perplexed expression, striking a match.
May looked to Lucy, eyes wide. Lucy just smiled at her, shrugging. Betting that the woman was smart enough to be able to figure out the whole arrangement on her own without needing it spelled out for her. May’s eyes darted between them. Yes, definitely smart enough.
She spoke slowly, clearly choosing her words carefully, as she explained that she was there purely because of the horse. And the money Tommy was paying her to train her.
Lucy eyed her carefully, not entirely sure she believed her. But certainly not willing to push the subject anymore, should she be wrong. Tommy let it go as well, simply raising his glass in a toast to their horse and the Derby. Lucy clinked her glass with his before drinking.
“So is that what you say to women?” May asked.
“Sometimes,” Lucy volunteered. Tommy shot her a look. She just grinned around another sip of her drink.
“Only if I don’t know what they want,” he said.
“And what if they don’t want to fuck?” it sounded funny, to hear such a seemingly posh woman curse like that.
“Then life is simpler.”
“You want a simple life?”
Tommy scoffed, placed both hands against the bar. “Do I look like a man who wants a simple life, eh?”
“So what do you want?”
“For what I’m paying you, Mrs. Carleon,” Tommy leaned forward. “I want a horse that will pay out at Epsom on an each-way bet.”
May reached out and pulled the cigarette box Tommy had left on the bar and pulled it closer to her, fumbling with it as she began to talk about the background checks she had done on him. He had no credit record, but she had heard about the medals he’d won for his time in France.
Tommy looked down, face contorting for a moment, just a moment. Like it almost always did whenever someone brought up his medals. “Does that really impress you, Mrs. Carleton?”
“Call me May.”
Lucy felt one side of her lips pull up in a smile. Aha. Progress.
“And you…” May turned those big doe-eyes onto Lucy. “I heard quite the shocking stories about you when I made some enquiries about you in London.”
Lucy bit her lip, setting her glass down and fingers almost immediately starting to fidget with her rings. “Yes, I’m sure you have.”
May frowned. “We need not discuss it any further, if you’d prefer. You hardly know me, but…” she straightened up in her seat. “I am sorry for what happened to you.”
Lucy blinked. So few people had actually said that to her. She wetted her lips. “Thank you,” she was not quite sure what else to say.
“You seem to have done quite well for yourself, though…”
“Mm. Yes, I suppose you could say that,” Lucy looked to Tommy, who was leaning against the bar in front of her, watching the interaction shrewdly. One side of his lips pulled up when he caught her glancing at him.
“When I saw you two at the auction I was certain that you had to be married,” May was looking between them curiously.
“We’re not.”
She raised an eyebrow, looking half amused. “Yes, you said that before,” her eyes danced in a way that made it clear her words were not intended to be malicious or even prying. “And yet it still seems to me that you are married, in just about everything but in name.”
“You didn’t seem shocked when I asked you about fucking,” Tommy pointed out.
May chuckled. “I think you’ll find, Mr. Shelby, that the posh can be just as debauched as the poor. In that we are the same. The scandals I could tell you about…”
“Well, we need to arrange a time to talk that,” Lucy grinned. “I’m always eager to collect good blackmail material should I ever need it.”
May laughed. “I would enjoy that, I think, so long as you’re willing to tell me tales of life as a gangster,” she looked them both over. “I think that this partnership will be quite informative and educational for all of us.”
The door opened, and Finn stepped in to inform them that the box van had arrived. Tommy dismissed him.
“You know, I still don’t know what you’re going to call your horse,” May commented.
Tommy hesitated, thinking it over. “The horse will be called Grace’s Secret.”
Lucy almost dropped her glass, jerking with the name, eyes widening as she stared at Tommy, heart suddenly aching with the reminder of the woman that they both missed so much.
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“Well, don’t you both look fancy,” Lucy grinned as she stepped out of her flat, locking the door behind her.
Polly smiled, smoothing down the material of her dress, tightening her fur coat around herself. “Thank you, Lucy.”
Tommy had gone by to pick up Polly before Michael’s birthday party, and to talk about the possibility of employment for Michael. “I see that no one is sulking or has a black eye, so I’m assuming talks went well?” she asked, as all three of them began to walk towards the Garrison.
“We had to bump up the rate to four bob,” Tommy, said flashing Polly a good natured smile. “And I promised to keep him away from the old business.”
“Fair enough.”
As she walked past him when he held the door open to the pub, he whispered into her ear. “You look nice.”
She felt herself blush. She wasn’t even wearing anything all that exciting. Just a somewhat nicer, more form fitting suit than the ones she wore normally. “Thanks.”
Arthur, John, Finn, and Esme were all already crowded into the snug. Plopping down in a chair next to Tommy, Lucy nudged Arthur with the toe of her shoe.
“How’s London treating you?”
“Oh, it’s the best, Luce. You’ve got to come down, sometime. See the club now, eh? Now that we’re in charge,” he grinned at her from over his glass. She nodded politely. Arthur and the Black Country boys had taken Sabini’s club, the same one that they’d visited when leaving their message to Alfie. Arthur was technically in charge of running it. Considering the man’s new proclivity for snow, she wasn’t entirely sure how long that arrangement would be able to go on.
The door opened. “There he is. Look,” Arthur straightened as Polly came in with Michael. Everyone stood, cheering in congratulations, wishing Michael a happy birthday. Tommy handed him a leather case, inside of which Michael found a golden pocket watch, and when he informed that his employment had been accepted, his face broke into a massive grin. Tommy raised a toast, and they all clinked their glasses together.
Lucy leaned subtly into Tommy’s side, smiling as everyone at the table started to play a round of cards.
“If I find out you’re cozying up to me to sneak a look at my cards, I’ll be very cross with you,” Tommy threatened into her ear, even as his thigh pushed against hers under the table.
“Pfft. I don’t know what you’re talking about. It’s just a little cramped with so many people in the snug, that’s all.”
“Mhm,” he snorted. She beamed at him, looking him up and down. She couldn’t wait to get him in the privacy of their own home later, where she could snuggle up to him openly without fear of anyone noticing.
When she looked across the table, it was to find Polly staring at them, eyes narrowed. Lucy shifted, her warm mood cooled somewhat at having those dark eyes staring at her, somehow accusingly, though Lucy couldn’t possibly imagine what for.
Polly was too smart not to have some notion of what was going on between them. While they were not open about their relationship, they also weren’t always the most restrained when it came to certain things–touching specifically. They were constantly struggling–and more often than not failing–to not hold hands, brush against each other, link arms as they walked…and they’d admittedly gotten even sloppier with it as the years went by.
No, certainly Polly had to know what was going on between them. There was no way she didn’t, even if none of them actually acknowledged it.
And yet, for some reason, the thought of it finally being made official just how much Polly knew about their relationship terrified her.
∗ ∗ ∗
He watched as the men around him unloaded the crates from the boats, giving a vague, noncommittal answer as Johnny Dogs asked him how his life had been.
“But Tom, really, come on. How is it? You know I hate to see you not even married yet,” Johnny crowded in closer, grinning. “I have a fine looking cousin, she would make your life hell. You deserve her. We haven’t had a good old wedding in a long time,” he chuckled. Tommy smiled, eyes glancing over to where Lucy was helping to coordinate the unpacking, running a hand through her auburn hair. “Surprised that you haven’t hitched yourself to your lovely Red Demon yet. Pretty and wild as she is.”
Tommy shot him a look. Johnny laughed. “Not as subtle as you think you are, Tom. I see things,” he pointed to his eyes, still smiling gleefully.
“Lucy isn’t interested in marriage, Johnny,” Tommy said. And it wasn’t like he was ever going to push the issue on her. And he couldn’t argue with her reasoning; the expectations and duties that came with being a wife certainly were not the type of things that Lucy would enjoy. Sitting at home all night, cooking, cleaning…no. His Lucy needed to be a part of the action. Running about with them men. Or else she would lose her mind from boredom. It wasn’t something he was in any rush to do, either. They loved each other. They were together. That was all that really mattered to him. Though she knew that the offer was open, should she ever want it.
“Too wild to truly be tamed, eh? Nothing wrong with that,” Johnny laughed good naturedly.
“Have you had a look inside these boxes, Johnny?” Tommy asked, eager to steer the conversation in a less personal direction.
“Why do I want to look at car parts, Tommy, when I haven’t even got a car?”
He put an arm around Johnny’s shoulders, explaining in a low voice how he wouldn’t mind should one piece of merchandise go, ahem, missing, every now and then. But no more than that. That would be tax. And they didn’t pay tax. Johnny mumbled his understanding.
“Good man,” he patted him on the back, stretching up until he caught Lucy’s eye and beckoned for her to follow him. She jogged over to him, and he began to make his way up the stairs, where Billy Kitchen met him halfway.
“I put an iron door on. We’ve got bars on the windows and across the skylights,” Billy reported.
“Good.”
“So what will you be keeping in here, Tommy?”
“Temptation, Billy,” was all he answered, vaguely. “Temptation.”
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Tommy:
Meanwhile the rest of the Shelbys:
Anti Grace. Always.
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the deal for me on the whole"Quinn forever a shallow bitch" thing is she's basically depressed or longing for ALL of S3. And so you kind of have to concede that either she really DID have feelings for Finn and is still torn up about how he treated her in S2 OR she's pining for Rachel and dealing with a LOT of questions. Either way, not the reactions of a shallow girl who doesn't care. Ironically, in refusing to let her move on from being a Finchel plot device, they accidentally gave her a soul.
Every time I remember that Quinn antis exist and how Glee itself handled her I'm just like... how can you not at least see, even if not empathize with, the fact that she's clearly suffering? Looking strictly at what's presented in the show itself, all of season 3A is rather explicitly a call for help.
I agree with your conclusion that Quinn is clearly longing for something (namely profound love) but I think it goes beyond Finn and even Rachel, and not necessarily a result of the Fuinn breakup/triangle situation. I think that's selling her story a bit short, and crucially crediting Fuinn with too much, though to emphasize I do largely agree with your reading of her. I think Quinn just naturally reached her breaking point at the end of season 2 and Finn rejecting her was just the thing that broke the camel’s back. Fuinn 2.0 was her big chance to pretend sophomore year never happened and we see how she obsesses over the idea of “getting it right” through Prom and all these prestige things. When Finn leaves her, it’s the idea of that life that Quinn loses more so than losing him.
I also don’t want to completely rule out feelings for Rachel, but just like with Fuinn I think it’s bigger than that. It’s everything that Quinn’s been dealing with, or rather trying not to deal with culminating. It’s the pregnancy and the fall from grace and the disowning and the adoption and trying to get her life back in junior year. Her perceived perfect life. Season 2 Quinn is just as tragic as any other iteration because she buys into the illusion and crumbles when she’s forced to face reality. As seen through her skank nihilism phase.
But, yeah. Not the reactions of a shallow girl who doesn’t care. In fact, I would posit that she cares so damn much and what she’s really looking for is the complete opposite of being shallow: love. Profound love that she can rely on and not the conditional kind she’s used to. Her family’s conditional love, Sue’s, her peers’, heck even God’s if we examine her relationship to religion and “sinning.” And we can argue she has that through the Glee Club, but... as much as they preach it, the club isn’t always the best at being a found family. So even though Quinn can somewhat rely on them and she has people like Mercedes and Brittana, those friendships are woefully underdeveloped. So what is she left with? Beth, or so she thinks. Is it any wonder this poor girl loses it and is willing to frame Shelby if it means getting Beth back? No, because at that point Quinn believes there’s only one person who could possibly love her and it’s the daughter part of her regrets giving away. It’s a desperate move and so wrong on so many levels but it proves that Quinn, if anything, is looking for something deep and profound and she fears she’ll never get it.
And with all that I partially agree, because I do think her role in the Finchel plot did also give her a soul and her interactions with Rachel, apart from being fruity, regularly humanize her. But I also think it’s doing her a bit of a disservice to attribute all her depression and longing to her relationships with Finn and Rachel. Season 3A is one of the few arcs in which she’s allowed to be independent of Finchel.
#quinn feels here we come!#won't somebody PLEASE love her#quinn asks#glee asks#anon#quinn thoughts#wait do i just use that for headcanons#or windows into her soul? who's to say#not that this is a proper quinnalysis but you the beginning of one#quinnalysis - idk if that sounds right
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Getting a bit worried that so often when tv writers write an aspirational man, a 'real tough guy', they write him as an asshole.
Cobra Kai's Johnny Lawrence, early Dean Winchester, Whedon's Mal Reynolds (when Whedon wrote him) and Paul Ballard. Tommy Shelby. Short fused, short tempered. Dour. Dismissive of other people's feelings. Violent. Obsessed with Their One Purpose - so boring as heck outside of it. Unimaginative. Anti-intellectual: do you ever see these people engage in song, or dance, or culture other than maybe film? Do you ever seen them clean up after themselves (Johnny Lawrence had to fumugate his roaches)? Any interests other than sports? These men are created by storytellers, but they're too cool for stories. Goodness, if they earnestly ran a hardware store they would be more interesting to have a drink with.
Ok so these types are dull as a brick. But what really scares me is the female exploitation that so often comes with it. If a man's "actual role" is violent asshole, a woman's "actual role" seems to be disempowered sex object, and these stories will not rest until their female characters are put in that position (OK, not so much Cobra Kai, but the surprise unaborted pregnancy is on thin ice; also, most of the show has only two adult female characters with anything resembling an arc. The other girls are minors). Buffy gets a sexbot. Cordelia gets usurped by a demon more than once. Kaylee gets threatened with rape, Inara gets assaulted by a bounty hunter (and who can forget the floated gang raped by reavers subplot). Grace and Lizzie get assaulted. Yes, they usually let the villains pontificate about the fact that all women are whores. But gosh don't they like writing in violent scenes the real men can save them from.
Women write plenty of romance in which this simply doesn't happen, and there is still plenty to tell. But 'real men' must have their object it seems, and I keep wondering why. Why they feel that is something that has been 'lost'. The only times when this behaviour is commonplace in history and now is during violent invasions. No one likes those. What are they dreaming of?
Why dream of boring, violent men committing or at least watching horrible abuse?
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Welcome to my blog!! My name is Amanda, my pronouns are she/her and I'm a proud Brazilian. I'm a huge extrovert, so i love talking to people!!
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Red Queen Series by Victoria Aveyard
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I am not sure I will have the energy to write a decent post on this later, so here is this: Elizabeth 'Lizzie' Stark reserved so much better. She deserved to know what her husband is up to. She deserved to know that he is grieving, too. She deserved to know that he DID love her and was not saying this for whatever reason. She deserved to be trusted and loved the way the show portrayed he always wanted Grace which is an absolute nonsense. Lizzie deserved to have her husband by her size when their daughter was dying. She deserved to carry all his secrets and not be cheated on—again, for whatever reason. If he claimed to love her, there was no such reason to cheat on her. Lizzie deserved to feel safe, well cared for, LOVED. At some point it was Ada who cared about Lizzie much more & I even started wishing that it was Ada and Lizzie who shared the same house and the same bed and were supporting each other through every battle. Even Charles saying Lizzie is more of his mom than Thomas is his dad. I don't understand why they needed to create such drama for s6 where the plot weren't moving at all & they wasted all the opportunity (Ruby was supposed to be a Hollywood star! Like Polly predicted!), but I know that Elizabeth 'Lizzie' Stark deserved so so sooo much better. I loved her and I loved their couple with Tommy that I am really sad and disappointed about what the writers did to her and to them. Portraying as if Grace was his tribe soulmate, hunting him everywhere, when she wasn't even accepting him and his life and his personality. While Lizzie has to sit through every one of his nonsense and be by his side. Say goodbye to their dying daughter and making excuses for why Daddy isn't there. I can't say s6 was good & I can't fully feel for the finale. As glad as I am that Thomas is okay, as much as he can be with his ptsd & hallucinations, the creators completely ruined that part that I loved very much and cheered for. Thomas and Lizzie were so soft, so in love, and in the end?? Like, I shipped Tommy and Alfie a little, but I wanted for my canonical couple to be happy together. We couldn't even get that.
Well, at least Lizzie said that she would blow up the house and Thomas did it. And he was wearing the wedding ring till the very beginning which, you know, kinds shows that Lizzie DID mean something to him. Still, it wasn't nearly enough. The grief and disappointment I feel about the writers ruining Lizzie and Tommy's potential as a couple and their future... It is kind of unbelievable. Not to mention what Lizzie succumbed to be as a character for the couple of last seasons. God, she was so cool. I loved her so much. Now it's just empty and numb. Will forever love and miss my girl.
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tommy: i’m gonna take a depression road trip cause I just lost the love of my life ;;-;;
the rest of the family who either hated/didn’t care about/or were screwed over by grace: anyway. lets get lit
#Peaky Blinders#Tommy Shelby#anti Grace Shelby#Polly Gray#Ada Shelby#John Shelby#Arthur Shelby#Michael Gray#and by 'get lit'#I mean#get lit and teach Michael how to shoot a gun#in as touchie and sus a way as possible#Peaky Blinders spoilers#just in case anyone hasn't seen this show
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Cursed
An Au where Grace never gets shot, Charlie is someone else's kid, Tommy is as shitty as a husband as he is in canon (a man with three girlfriends who don't know about each other as he dates them at the same time isn't likely to be monogamous after marriage even if he did love his wife)
Part two
Much like Eight Pounds, this will be a two part story with no happy ending
Gif by @kaq-4
Cw: mentions of suicide,cheating, murder, blood and ghosts
They were happy the first few months.
She tries to be the wife she was with Clive, she tries to be the mother her was, but it doesn’t work.
He isn’t happy with her no matter how much he lies and tells her otherwise.
“Did you think Karma wouldn’t find you?” Clive mocks her as she sees the looks and the touches going on between her husband and the Russian Duchess.
“You killed me, Grace, me, the only man who wanted you as you were. Have fun being the frigid wife and the piss poor mother, love.” The ghost laughed at her pain.
“Tell me, Gracie dear, does Tommy Shelby know your bastard is not his, or even mine? You’re gonna join me when he finds out that Charlie is the seed of my best friend and my best man at our wedding, Jack.”
“Mrs. Shelby, I was just telling Thomas how great you look with my sapphire on your neck.” Tatiana says with a sickeningly sweet voice.
She talked as of Thomas was hers and she’d just loaned him to Grace for the moment.
It hurts, hurts more when she sees Tommy is annoyed that she’d come and join the conversation.
“The sapphire was part of the payment for his services.” The innuendo isn’t lost on her.
He is fucking her; Clive laughs at her from behind. The Russian aristocrat. Do you think the man who was fucking the whore and the horse trainer while fucking you was going to be loyal to you?
You shouldn’t have come back; a voice tells Grace. Could’ve been happy with Charles in New York.
Weeks turns to months and when her husband is shot in the head, Grace finds out that Lizzie Stark knows all the codes and is to be the one who runs the company with Michael and Polly while he is ill.
He trusts a prostitute more than he will ever trust you, a voice tells her.
“I love you, Grace, but you wouldn’t be able to handle all of it. I can barely keep my head out of the water on a normal workday.” he says when she asks him why he hadn’t allowed her to step in and help.
“Did you think he was going to trust you after what you did?” Clive appears over her shoulder as she tries to help Tommy only to have the office door shut to her face.
So, Grace devotes her time to charity and Charles who is starting to take after his real father, Jack Nelson, each day.
Jack had been her comfort in New York, he had reminded her so much of Tommy that she began an affair with him. An affair that she continued when he followed her to London and his wife none the wiser.
Same Jack that had been Clive’s best friend since they were both children in Scituate, Massachusetts. They were like brothers, and it had been knowing that Grace had been fucking Jack for the past two years what drove Clive to his death.
She had felt confident that Tommy was the father of her son, but Tommy had been careful each time because of his distrust of her. Jack did not care, Jack had six children with his wife and more with the women he frequents.
Charles Shelby was his ninth child out of wedlock.
Something Grace will take to her grave.
At the opening of her charity, she is distracted by the gossip she hears while she is in the powder room.
“My cousin thinks no one knows she lied to Thomas. Everyone can see the boy doesn’t look like him. He suspects, his aunt told Michael who asked me if Grace had been with other men aside from poor old boring Clive.” Charlotte tells Linda, same Linda Shelby who has a bone to pick with her.
Linda had taken the female workers on strike with Polly’s permission two weeks after Tatiana Petrovna let everyone know the sapphire Grace had worn had been in her cunt, just like Tommy.
“We weren’t going to ask you for permission, we know what you think about people like us.” Arthur’s wife had said as she stood her ground. “You think that because he married you, we would forgive you, but the people of Small Heath will never fucking forgive the cruel bitch who set the coppers on Freddie Thorne the night his son was born.”
“She was seeing this man named Jack, oh he was so good looking, just like Tommy. You know, dangerous gangster type. He was in London too when Clive died, his wife, Rose said the men had argued the evening before. Something about a great betrayal, but Rosie Nelson won’t say anything.” Charlotte goes on and Grace is forced to hide in the stall until they leave.
If Linda knows, if Polly Knows, then Thomas will find out.
So, the Irish woman races against time, praying that Linda won’t open her bloody mouth before she gets there.
And because she was too busy covering up her sin, the Catholic Irish Priest takes her boy.
Grace cannot breathe, the room spins as the cacophony grows louder and the flashing of the cameras make her see Clive hanging from a noose every time she closed her eyes.
“Did you think Karma wouldn’t find you?” the dead man says as the world turns black.
Charles is to be returned to her by Michael.
Tommy refused to allow her to help after he caught her telephoning the police.
“They won’t help us; you are their enemy now.” Lizzie tells her as they hide out in Tommy’s Digbeth office.
Home isn’t safe.
Until the job is done, they are to stay at 6 Watery Lane.
It could be between a day or a week.
That is all Tommy tells her before leaving her with Lizzie Stark who knows Tommy better than Grace ever will.
“I could’ve gone with Michael and saved my boy.” She tells the tall green-eyed woman who only looks at her with pity.
Her lover, some Italian named Angel, had been killed and yet, Lizzie Stark looks at Grace Shelby with pity.
“He wouldn’t have let you. Tommy doesn’t want you involved, he said you agreed to that when you got married. You’re his wife, just that.” The whore turned secretary shakes her head.
“Imagine when he finds out that baby boy is some other man’s bastard.” Clive whispers as noon turns to evening and evening into midnight.
If you give me my son back, I will tell Tommy the truth. She swears to who ever is out there.
Its nearly dawn when Michael brings her baby boy hidden inside his bloody coat.
Tommy shows up hours later, having braved a tunnel for the son that isn’t his.
It’s then she knows he can never know.
When the police break into the house and takes his family away, Grace knows that a deal is a deal.
“You’re not the father, Grace fucked another man in London while she was fucking you on the side! Charlie’s real father is a married man named Jack!” Linda shouts at Tommy as she fights for Arthur with all the strength she has.
“I can explain, Thomas.”
And so, she does. Grace comes clean as they watch his family be punished for job, she never will know the details of.
#tommy shelby x grace burgess#grace x tommy#tommy x grace#two part story#anti-grace-burgess#anti-grace-shelby
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Lately I've seen a lot of Lizzie fan posts obviously hating Grace a lot. And they have to invent the reasons, because it didn't happen like that on the show.
I've even seen a post saying Tommy and Lizzie were so in love and so soft together, but they screwed that up on S6. I was really surprised because all it shows us is Tommy treating Lizzie badly or ignoring her, Lizzie treating Tommy badly and complaining about everything he does. She begging him to let her in, he calling her property. She is thinking about getting a divorce but in the end she decides no, she better accept that her husband cheats on her out of the house, and she better accepts living in a house that is a sanctuary of his dead wife, because otherwise she has to move and live normal as before, without the luxuries. At no time did I see love between the two of them. Lizzie never understood or accepted Tommy, she hoped that once they got married, she would replace Grace, in Tommy's heart, and he would fall completely in love with her. Well that never happened, and she blames him for it. I saw many posts with the anti grace tag, I would be anti Lizzie then, because i didn't believe that she didn't plan every decision she make since S1. She told Linda herself, "I chose this life."
I don't believe that the war that she started for Angel Changretta was for love. But rather it was jealousy, she was jealous of Grace, she wanted to be the one to marry Tommy, she wanted to make him jealous, but the only thing she achieved was to make John jealous. It's just that I don't see any other explanation, since she never shed a tear for Angel. What if it showed, as she did not wait a week, to jump on Tommy, Grace and Angel were dead, this was her opportunity, to go back to sleep with Tommy. He was vulnerable because of the death of the person he loved the most in his life, and as Polly said, when he's grieving he makes mistakes. Just like when John died, his big mistake was sleeping with Lizzie, and getting her pregnant. That was where he got stuck in a toxic, unhappy relationship, where guilt and loneliness were the emotions that remained in that marriage. He kept seeing her as a prostitute, "in my head i still paid you", she kept hoping that he would change for her. She tried everything to be his wife, and even though she succeeded it wasn't what she expected. That's why I don't understand the "she deserves better", if that's what she always wanted since S1. I will always see her as someone who did a lot of damage to the Shelbys, because of her jealousy.
Grace was the only one who accepted, understood and loved Tommy completely, that's why he could never forget her, he never stopped loving her, and no one is going to replace her in his heart.
#grace deserved better#grace burgess#tommy x grace#tommy shelby#grace shelby#anti lizzie stark#anti tommy x lizzie#lizzie stark
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Ok so rewatching s1 of Peaky, I got again to ep5 and the scene where Tommy puts the black star in the diary and he tells Grace about his Kimber plans. Homeboy literally tells you that no one knows what he’s telling you, not even his fam.
I remember watching this for the first time and being CONVINCED that Tommy knew in this moment that Grace was the leak. His eye shift at the end of e4 when Polly tells him the cops came had me convinced that he was looking at Grace in that scene and that him specifically telling her something “no one knows” was his test.
I can’t tell you how so disappointed I was when that wasn’t the case.
And like, what’s her plan in that situation? I can get behind her telling after she learns about the guns location, but since we didn’t see that in her two last scenes with Campbell before the faceoff, I can only assume that she reported it in as soon as she heard. So say she hadn’t figured out where the guns were when she did, and then Kimber day gets there and the police show up — you’re getting caught, your cover is blown, and you’re a bad spy.
And don’t get me wrong, of course situations and events happened so all the points are moot. But still. Was really looking forward to Tommy being smarter than his dick.
#maybe he was testing her#and just enough time passed he convinced himself she was safe#Peaky blinders#Tommy Shelby#trying to get back on my muse with the rewatch#I wish I could watch it without grace lol#I just wanted so much more for her as a character#anti-grace burgess#anti-grace Shelby#tagging just in case
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Grace and Tommy
If you're a Grace fan this probably isn’t the post for you. But I've been saying how Tommy isn't in love with Grace just the idea of her so I thought I'd explain.
Something that I have a hard time grasping is why Tommy would take her back after she snitched on him. He states time and time again that loyalty is the most important thing to him. So I think the only reason is that he chooses to ignore it for the most part. He thought that Grace was his one chance at a good life and love after the war. He clings to that feeling to help him to escape all the horrible things in his life.
The thing to remember in S1 Grace is playing a character to get close to Tommy. He thinks that she’s a posh girl who got involved with the wrong guy and had to run away from home. He's created this version of Grace in his head of a rich girl who is trying to make her own way in life. She sees him at his lowest when he killed a horse and then he’s retraumatized after brutally killing a man. Instead of being afraid of him, she comforts him. Even at this point in the show, Tommy thinks that he’s unforgivable and has a lot of self-hatred. I think her accepting his bad side and not running away makes him think he’s not this horrible unlovable person. Also, Tommy isn’t in a good place mentally at this point. S1 is his ‘healthiest’ season but he’s still not sleeping, abusing drugs, fresh out of a war, the stress from his family, the guns, etc. He’s very vulnerable even he tries to act like he’s untouchable. After he sleeps with her he tells her that he doesn’t hear the shovels anymore. He’s already created this life for them together in his head where they’re partners in life and business. This is probably the first time in YEARS that Tommy has felt peace or happiness. Probably the first time he thought he could have love after Greta died. So of course he’s going to associate that feeling with Grace. That one perfect moment. After all, love is blind and sometimes unfortunately we overlook the bad stuff and focus on the good. He holds onto that feeling for two years and winds up putting Grace on a pedestal even though canonically she, not a good person. ( it’s Peaky blinders no one is a ‘good’ person)
So fast forward to S2 Grace is a completely different person, I’ve noticed this is when a lot of people stopped liking her myself included. This is the ‘real’ Grace in my opinion. She comes across as a spoiled brat most of the time. She lies to her husband (very easily might I add) and in my opinion, uses Tommy to get pregnant. Then when she meets Tommy to have an affair she's offended that he calls her out on it. She almost leaves when he jokes about her being armed because she thinks she’s above guns and violence now. She still mad that he didn’t drop his business and family to run away to New York. ‘Not worth a toss of a coin this time?’ She comes across as arrogant in her interaction with May. She just assumes that Tommy will take her back when she appears out of thin air after two years. This is a completely different Grace than in S1. But Tommy is so attached to this ‘perfect’ life they could have together he overlooks it. He is the king of compartmentalizing after all.
Then in S3, their relationship isn’t that great. Sure they have some cute moments but they argue more than anything. Grace wants him to be completely legal. He doesn’t tell her about the Russian (he may love her but he’ll never trust her). When he does tell her about it he doesn’t tell her the whole truth. They’ve been together two years and have a baby but she doesn’t know what he like when he’s stressed? They’re even having an argument at the Gala before she dies. It seems like they’re coming out of the ‘honeymoon' phase. Their marriage probably wouldn’t have lasted long or been a happy one. But she gets shot before any of that can happen. So all Tommy has to remember her by is the idealistic version he created in his head.
If you've read this far feel free to send me a message on what you think about Grace and Tommy. I love to hear ya'lls theories!
@adaisnotashelby I finally made it! lol
#thoughts on tommy#sorry if this doesn't make sense its more stream of conscious than anything#tommy shelby#anti grace burgess
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Okay here's what I don't like about Grace. I just don't understand her motivations in s1. She double crosses Tommy and undermines his business and then tries to persuades him to abandon the empire he's been building. And I'm supposed to believe she's the greatest love of his life? Pass
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