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“I am able to do things that most others cannot.”
A Tommy Shelby x Eva Smith Shelby inspired moodboard
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Created for @evita-shelby ‘s 666 follower celebration. My mind went to how Eva’s a witch, and although I’m sure it was included in the story and I’m just completely forgetting about it, but I just couldn’t help but wonder how Tommy found out she had these abilities/how he reacted to finding that out. Congrats on your milestone, July!! ☺️💕
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This was none of the suggestions (I guess I made something🤷♀️), but I had to look back and see what tarot card Tommy had Eva painted on just to make sure. Congrats on 666 followers @evita-shelby !
I’ve never actually drew a person in procreate so it’s as good as it’s going to get. 😬
#eva smith shelby#eva666#no she isn’t supposed to look like Wednesday I just noticed my poor choice of a mourning gown reference once it was done
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The Wicked Mrs. Shelby
So here's the fic you lovely people helped build through my polls.
Not nice to Grace, so if you get offended by me using her as canon fodder, scram
Gif by @christophernolan
“I know that look. And don’t you fucking dare.” He warns as he lit his cigarette.
“What, I wasn’t planning anything.” You lie with an innocent look in your eyes.
“Y/N, we’re in public. Just ignore her.” He said as he drank his champagne wishing it was something stronger.
Tommy had come here with the intention of having a good time with his wife only to find his former flame and her new husband.
You were a jealous woman, one who didn’t hesitate to cut a bitch who made a move on him.
Grace Burgess, no, Grace MacMillan better pray she doesn’t meet you in the powder room.
“She insinuated to Polly that the two of you have an incestual relationship.” You whisper and he finds himself changing his mind.
Polly hadn’t told him anything that was said between her and Grace when she confronted her and tossed her like last week’s trash out of the Garrison, but she had been angry, angrier than he had ever seen her.
Next time you think with your cock, let me vet your whore before you put it inside her, his aunt had said and left it at that.
“Alright, as long as it doesn’t leave a mark, sweetheart. Rich girls bruise easily.”
You had seen Grace in Birmingham, but you didn’t care enough to talk to her or know her. You heard about her, saw her at the museum you worked at, but never felt any interest in her.
You want to hit her when you see that hopeful look in her eye when she corners Tommy just as you told him she would.
“I thought I would never see you again.” She said breathily, with that strange accent that sounded Irish, but came out as false as the affection she shows her husband.
“Neither did I.” your husband says as you wait for your cue. “You look happy.”
“I am, as a matter of fact, I am happy in New York.” She lies and you try not to smirk when you return with a drink you want to spill on her fancy green dress.
A ruined dress is not a bruise, and is far more embarrassing given this is a party with Charlie Chaplin and the who’s who of London.
But you had found something better, her oblivious husband who believed you were an acquaintance of her.
“Then why write to him asking to meet up behind my back, Gracie?” Clive confronted his wife and Tommy only raised his eyebrow at your sudden change in your scheme. “Did you get us invited here to make a fool out of me?”
“Clive, it isn’t what you think---” she begins and if you were a better person, you would feel bad for destroying her marriage.
But she wanted to ruin yours, so... she’s shit out of luck.
They leave, Clive red with rage and Grace as white as a sheet looking knowing she’s licked.
“Have I told you how much I love your wickedness, Mrs. Shelby?” your husband asked as the both of you clinked your glasses and toasting to karma.
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Yes, Grace did insinuate to Polly that she had incestuous feelings towards Tommy in both the confrontation in s.1 and the wedding in s.3
But in 1920s that sort of incest was still normal especially among people of Grace’s background
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happy 666 followers! You deserve it! Can we please have some wholesome father luca or just luca and eva as parents to their young children? thank youuu ~
Thanks 😊
Leonardo
Luca x wife!reader, could be read as Eva x Luca as well
(For context,if read as eva x luca, this is an au of the oneshot where eva miscarries a baby whom they had hoped to name Leonardo)
Inspired by the fact that the little leash backpacks for kids have always existed apparently.
Gif by @darkcrystals
“Leo is not a dog, my son should not be wearing a leash.” Luca had taken off Leonardo's little backpack that was tied to the leash his wife kept him on.
It was just a morning at the park, what could go wrong?
“Leo, why don’t you tell your papá why you wear your backpack?” His wife asks their boy who grins proudly.
“I like running after the squirrels. There’s a brown one that mamma likes to give food too and I want to take it home with us and---” the six year old boy answered excitedly and kept on talking about all the things he did that made his mother put him on a leash.
“Let’s make a deal, bambino,” Luca crouched and put his hand on his boy’s shoulder, “You be a good boy today and we will make mamma throw away the backpack.”
The boy readily agreed.
Leo always behaved with him, always the perfect little boy.
Luca told his wife so as Leo showed him how well he could button his own coat now.
“Want to put your money where your mouth is, Luca?” his wife grinned wickedly.
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“Mamma, my tooth fell!” Leo is still full of energy when they return home early.
He has too much energy, even without the ice cream or the candy, Leonardo Gabriel Changretta had Luca vowing to have no more children after him and Rosalba.
“You didn’t tell me he likes to climb trees.” Luca whispered as he denied his wife the kiss he always gives her as a greeting.
“You didn’t ask.” She said innocently and pulled him to her lips by his coat lapels anyways.
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So for the next part of this is build-a-fic game
Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader
Gif by @nofckingfighting
#eva666🖤#juli's build a fic game#tommy shelby x reader#thomas shelby x fem!reader#thomas shelby fanfic
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Aight so fem!reader won, and now for the next part
#tommy shelby x reader#luca changretta x reader#alfie solomons x reader#isiah jesus x reader#polly gray x reader#michael gray x reader#finn shelby x reader#ada shelby x reader#jack nelson x reader#lizzie stark x reader#eva666🖤
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You shine so bright at night
One of @thegreatdragonfruta prompts for my 666 follower celebration
Gif by @christophernolan
Inspired by the song Bella Señora by Emmanuel
Cw: cheating, marriage for convenience, implied murder
He finds himself smiling at the sight of her.
Not his wife, no, the woman who has just entered the room.
She likes cursed things, and when the Russians paid him with cursed sapphires, he knew who to give them to.
Not Grace who he married and thought he loved only to find out it was simply lust disguised as something more.
Eva who was married off to some man who’s only purpose was to die and make her a wealthy widow.
Eva who intrigues him, who is honest and an open book despite her dark air of mystery
Eva who he’s fallen in love with as Grace planned their wedding.
Eva who is his lover and has been since she told him Grace’s pregnancy had just been a false alarm.
“Black has always been your color.” He said kissing her gloved hand, not bothering to play the good husband tonight.
“Aren’t you afraid your meek little wife will get mad again?” she teased with a twinkle in her dark eyes.
“Grace won’t make a scene. She’s leaving for Paris in a week, found some Russian aristocrat during our honeymoon there.” He answered with a smirk.
He and Grace had an agreement, both would seek fulfillment elsewhere and neither would reproach the other for it until the divorce was finalized.
Grace had her naïve rich toy in London, Tommy had his wicked witch in Birmingham.
Grace would get her alimony payments as long as she left him the fuck alone, and Tommy would marry his witch the moment it was socially acceptable to do so.
“Shall we toast to that, Mr. Shelby?”
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Congratulations in your milestone!
I'd like to send you a 🏹
I hope this suits your celebration theme and that you have fun with it!
All my best, Val xx
Thank you Val 😊
This was fun to write
Your Dead and Mine
Chapter 2
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It had been his mouth that moved, but it was a woman’s voice she heard.
Eva gets into the car and doesn’t waste any time in asking him, “Did your mother just possess you?”
“I think so?” he is unsure of it himself and he looks at his mother through his rearview mirror.
Does he know she can see her too?
“Did you?” he mouthed to the ghost.
“Yes, yes she did.” The gangster confirmed as the ghost sat back looking very proud of herself. “She said she is tired of having to watch us miss our chances.”
“Oh, great that makes it a total of three women in your family who think we’d suit.” The witch points out drolly. “I suppose we should give it a try since your mother possessed you and all.”
“Do you want to go for a drink?” he asks and she wasn’t sure how to respond.
“I can’t be held liable for whatever I do or say after one drink.” How do you say, I am a former alcoholic and can only drink one glass socially once every blue moon without sounding weird?
Its after an awkward silence after two more tries ---he has no patience for pictures, silent or no and the next race won’t be anywhere worth taking her--- his mother intercedes and whispers something to him.
“We’re taking Finn to the park for his birthday on Sunday, would that work for you?” he asks and his mother nudges her gently.
“Sunday works for me.” Eva tried not to smile as they agreed on the date.
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“Does it snow in your country?” he asks as she shivered under the fine black coat Mrs. Changretta had given her.
“Not this much, I swear even the Sierra Nevada isn’t this cold.” She answered as they lagged behind Finn and the eldest of John’s brats.
“Look, Evie, I caught a crow for you!” Finn, well meaning, but incredibly stupid --- even for an eleven-year-old boy— said holding a shiny black crow he and John Jr had trapped.
“Finn, put that do---” Tommy begins to reprimand the boy while their mother stands behind little Finn and makes sure the damn crow doesn’t peck his little eyes out.
“One for sorrow, Two for joy.” Eva said petting the fucking bird and taking it in her arms like it was a tame thing.
“That’s magpies not crows.” He corrects and attempts to pet the crow only for it to screech at him.
Its screech somehow calls the other crows, and one by one they flock to him and the witch beside him.
“They’re both corvids.” She countered and he conceded. “Same family, different birds.”
“Do you know how the rest of the rhyme?” he asked stopping and seeing his mother count the crows and signaling nine behind Eva’s head.
“Not really, what do nine crows mean?” she asked clearly lying and trying not to look at his lips just as he does the same.
“Get rid of the fucking bird and I’ll show you.” He gave her a teasing smile and as if by command the bird left her arms and they stood in a murder of ten crows.
Nine for a kiss, ten a surprise you should be careful not to miss.
#tommy shelby x oc#eva smith shelby#au where tommy can see and speak to dead people#your dead and mine fic#eva666🖤
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Hello July!
Congratulations for your celebration!!!! I hope you get many many more followers and more stories to share!
Can I request this sarcastic dialogue prompt: “That doesn’t make a lot of sense.” “With you, nothing ever does.” For Tommy?
(It could be with Eva or Y/N, whatever you choose) 🤗
It’s from creative prompts for writing
gracias
Could be read as reader or Eva as its all in Tommy’s pov and for some reason second pov is being difficult for me to write
Chats over tea
“That doesn’t make a lot of sense.” She said as they had tea ---she had offered coffee, but he will be up all night again if he takes her up on her offer again--- and he told her about his plans to expand to London.
“With you, nothing ever does.” He said sarcastically, this was his new system, he tells the witch who helps him fix the races what he plans to do next and she gives him her very honest opinion.
“You poor baby, no one understands how your big beautiful mind and how it fucking works.” She responded in like. “But I wouldn’t go with the Italians, no, you took over Changretta’s territory and they won’t forgive you that.”
“Who do you suggest, chovvikanon?” he asks the witch who bites her lip at the word witch.
She likes it when he talks to her in Romani, makes her flustered and turns her on. She’s admitted to it drunk and high, but never sober.
No, when she’s sober she barely gives a hint of her true self.
She’s just as fucked up as he is, he’s come to know.
A match made in hell, Tommy thinks as she tells him just how exactly he should win Camden Town to his side.
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666 Followers😈
So this was supposed to come out sooner but because of the pornbots i didn't notice i hit this milestone(i actually 713 followers now yay)
Thank you to each and everyone of you who is not a porn bot and follow me by your own free will 🖤🖤🖤
So to celebrate this milestone we have these
🏹- send me a prompt,gif, or whatever and I'll write something
🗡 - write or make a moodboard for me
⚔️ -write or make a moodboard for me and i will make a moodboard or write something to compliment your gift
⚰️- take any of my ocs for spin
(Everything will be tagged and should be tagged eva666🖤)
Masterlist
#eva smith shelby#eva666🖤#tommy shelby x oc#thomas shelby fanfic#luca changretta x eva smith#luca changretta fanfic#namor x mexican!reader#namor x mexican!oc#peaky blinders fanfiction
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Hi darl, congrats again on your milestone! Here’s a GIF prompt for you for Eva x Luca. I hope it inspires you!
Thank you lee 🖤🖤🖤🖤
So this came out darker than i thought lol
Rip Tommy🤭
Tonight
“You don’t have to be nervous.”
She can feel him as he hugs her from behind, as he kissed her shoulder and neck and whispered the words in her ear.
But he was dead.
Luca was gone, she had buried him herself this past spring.
In her agony she had cursed the Shelbys, all of them even the children, for taking him from her.
That line will die like every plant and tree and weed did that morning in that cemetery.
Eva had killed before, a lifetime ago when she was a spy in Mexico.
Never with a gun, always with a knife.
And just like all those times, she’d use a knife to send her enemies to hell.
“I thought my killing days over, mi vida. Never thought I’d have to take up the knife and the poisons again.” She tells the ghost as she reapplies the red lipstick she fucked up with a trembling hand.
Tonight, Thomas Michael Shelby dies.
Tonight, Luca’s soul can pass on in peace knowing his enemies will go down with him.
Tonight, Eva kills for the last time.
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666 follower extravaganza masterlist
🏹 -send me a request
Leonardo (Dad!Luca Changretta)
Father of three (Namor x oc(Eva))
Tonight (Luca x Eva)
Chat over tea (tommy shelby x fem!witch!reader)
Your dead and mine ch.2 (au where Tommy can see and talk to ghosts, tommy x Eva)
You shine so bright at night (au where Tommy and Eva are lovers)
🗡-make something for me
“I am able to do things that most others cannot.”( moodboard by @runnning-outof-time )
The High Priestess (by @moral-terpitude)
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⚰️ is there any chance you’d bless us with any Eva x Namor fluff for your 666 followers-celebration? ✨
Thank you 😊
Father of three
K'uk'ulkan/Namor x Eva, oc from Of Gods and Witches. The leaked script claims that K'uk'ulkan is a title given to him by his people, Ch'ah Toh Almehen.
Gif by @unicornspwnall
The first two children had been predicted by that vision they had in the cenote.
It had been a strange and wondrous thing when the vision played out in front of him.
To know it had been true, that they had come to live that moment both had been worried might never come.
Itotia was nearly fourteen and Ixchel eight in Talokanil years, this had been the perfect time to have another.
“Itzamna, for a boy.” Ch’ah suggests as they enjoy a quiet moment together.
She wasn’t even showing yet, barely a month or so pregnant, and yet both had a clear image of the child in her womb.
He saw a boy, who takes after him like his sisters.
“Itza, for a girl.” Eva countered with a slight shake of her head. “Perfect for a little witch.”
She saw another daughter, a witch like her. He could see her too. Ears like his, all knowing eyes like her mother’s and a resemblance to his mother.
Itza after the same Chilan who served him for 243 years and held his firstborn and officiated his marriage to his wife.
Itza who helped make it possible for Eva to live like him, Itza who had used blood magic to bind a dying Eva to him and saved her life a second time.
“Yes, Princess Itza of Talokan.”
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