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flysafepapi · 2 years

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the sin factor 14/?

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Warnings: mentions of murder, nothing too bad, other than that i don’t think there’s anything that needs a warning but let me know if there is

Summary: It’s in the eyes, too, the same ambition and clawing desperation to be more, get more, hidden behind a carefully blank stare. He also knows that Duke has something Tommy never had although it’s more likely that it’s the other way around, because Tommy has lines that he won’t cross for reasons that are his own. Duke has no such reservations.

tagging: @zablife @the-makingsofgreatness @peakyrogers @hb-writes @caelys (let me know if you want to be added on or taken off)

The thing is, Tommy had assumed that eventually he would come to think of the boy as his son and not a stranger with eyes that looked too much like his own for comfort. It had been a foolish assumption, he knows that now, and yet he still can’t quite shake the idea. If everything had happened sooner, if he’d made an effort years ago, would it have stopped everything from happening? The thoughts turn over and over in his mind like a never-ending self imposed torture. Would it have stopped this? What was it that made Duke the way he was, something unspoken and hidden from his childhood, or was it something in their bloodline that did it?

“You look unwell, are you ill?”

From anyone else the words might’ve been concerned, but any warmth they might’ve held is smothered underneath the utterly blank voice they’re spoken in. Duke stares at him with eyes that might as well be carved from ice for all the coldness they hold within them. The gaze makes him feel like he’s underneath a microscope, being studied for purposes he’s not privy to, and for the first time he understands why people are so unsettled by his own stare.

“There’s no shame in declining an invitation. Especially from someone like Oswald Mosley,” Duke says, still monotone, and if it wasn’t for the slight twitch of fingers Tommy might think he was completely unaffected by where they’re going. “The world is slowly going to hell and people are hosting parties like if they ignore it hard enough it won’t happen.

“Duke-“

“Don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll have an interesting night,” Duke says, turning to look out the window at the crowds gathering outside the ostentatious club, still with that blank mask concealing what he’s thinking.

He watches Duke ignore Isiah watching him in the rear view mirror. It had been Ada’s idea, keeping Isiah close at hand, because where one goes the other swiftly follows, but something about it makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. It means they’re both close enough to strike if that’s what they’ve been planning, and he knows they’ve been planning something. Neither of them have been seen much the past week and normally that would be a comfort, so why does it feel like he’s walking into his own execution chamber?

There’s no point in ordering Isiah to stay with the car and so he doesn’t even bother, turning away when Isiah steps up behind Duke like a silent shadow, glaring at anyone who gets too close. Thankfully not many people do, though whether they’re deterred by Isiah’s glares or the dead-eyed look on Duke’s face is impossible to tell. The part of Tommy that wants to keep Duke away from Mosley and his mistress, to minimise any collateral damage that could happen, wars with the small part of him that wants to stand back and see what happens.

“Try to look less like you’re going to slit everyone’s throats,” he says quietly, and if he hadn’t been watching so closely he would’ve missed the minute switches in Duke’s face. He might’ve thought they were two different people entirely, had he not seen it for himself. Isiah laughs and conceals it, poorly, behind a cough.

“I would never slit everyone’s throats,” Duke says, smiling like he doesn’t have a care in the world, “It’s a bitch to clean out of clothes and these are new.” It’s not comforting, but he’ll take it.

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Isiah watches from one of the small tables as Duke shakes Mosley’s hand, smiling like he’s being paid to do it, like it doesn’t make him want to claw his own skin off. It’s impressive how easily he manages to hide it. He’s too far away to hear much of the conversation but there’s no point in getting any closer. It would look suspicious, for one, and he’ll be hearing all about it later once they finally get away from here.

He doesn’t turn to look when he feels someone stop beside him. Isiah had already seen her as soon as they stepped inside.

“Ms. Nelson. I heard about what happened to your husband. I imagine it was quite a shock, finding him like that,” Isiah says, and he can practically feel the rage rolling off her like it’s something tangible. Sooner or later, Isiah’s money is on sooner, she’ll say something she won’t be able to take back.

“Tell me, is it you calling the shots, or do you let Tommy Shelby’s son fu-“

If anyone were to look at them, all they’d see is a young couple getting a little closer than proper for such a public spot, not scandalous enough for someone to say anything but enough that they’d make their assumptions and keep their distance. He tightens his arm around Gina’s waist slowly, dragging her closer under the guise of young love or whatever inane story people will decide on if they’re seen, until it’s far past the point of comfort and she digs her fingernails into his wrist. Isiah knows the knife is sharp because he’d sharpened it himself, and he doesn’t bother being gentle when he holds the blade of it against her stomach underneath the table, hidden from view.

The smell of her perfume is enough to make him sick.

“Baby, if you think your family name is enough to deter me from opening you up all over this freshly polished floor, I’d suggest you rethink that and shut your fucking mouth.”

“Baby, if you think I’m scared of you, I’d suggest-“

He’ll laugh about it later, the way Gina shrinks into herself when she sees Duke reach around her to pick up her forgotten drink, staring at her unblinkingly as he downs it in one smooth movement. They’re attracting more attention now, especially after Duke’s moves in on Gina’s other side, the two of them boxing her between them, and she flinches when Duke reaches out to tuck her hair back behind her ear.

“Do you want to know a secret, Gina?” Duke draws the name out mockingly, looking her over for a few quick seconds before he reaches down and pulls her hand away from Isiah’s wrist, eyes flashing when he feels the wetness of blood there. Isiah almost wants her nails to have left permanent marks behind, just so he can watch what Duke does to her for it. “You’re so close to being right. I do call the shots, so you get a point for guessing that, but you know what that means? All I have to do is say the word and he’d use that frankly beautiful knife to gut you like a fish. I’m tempted to let him, all that red would be spectacular against all this marble, don’t you think?”

Isiah sees Tommy looking at them from across the room, and the carefully blank look on his face is so similar to his son’s that it’s amusing to see. Isiah shakes his head and watches until Tommy deliberately turns his back, and he can see that the inaction takes a toll, even if it is Gina they’ve got trapped between their bodies.

“Then afterwards, when everyone has all run away and this place is empty, he wouldn’t think twice about fucking me in the blood you leave behind if I asked him to, because unlike you, I have a husband that truly would do anything for me. You don’t even have a husband anymore. He didn’t even call for you while I was spilling his blood all over my shoes.”

“Husband?”

Isiah isn’t expecting the box that Duke pulls out of his pocket, or the smile Duke sends him, one of the rare real ones and not just the one he uses when he’s hiding who he really is. He’s not expecting the familiar rings inside.

“Your father gave them to me, I’ve been waiting for the right time.”

“And this is the right time?”

Gina has gone silent, probably from the knife digging further into her stomach, but maybe from the shock of what’s happening right now. It could go either way.

“We can never make it official, I know that, but I know how I feel, and I’m sick of pretending to care what everyone else might think. Will you-“

“Love, as soon as I saw you, I knew I’d follow you anywhere, and if I had to do it all over again I still wouldn’t change a thing.”

The ring feels right on his finger, like belonging and home and acceptance all at once. He doesn’t even care about anyone that might be looking when he steps around Gina to cup his hands around Duke’s face, looking down at him. It’s a risk, even above all the violence and the bloodshed the two of them are personally responsible for, and he knows they’re both going to be subjected to a lecture on the way home but he can’t bring himself to care.

“You’re my reason, baby.”

#i'm finally back baby #i can't remember how long its been since i wrote anything for this but it's been a while #originally this was supposed to be 100% tommy's pov but it got away from me in the second half #i actually had more of a large-scale event planned but i changed my mind #so no one dies in this part but originally there was going to be a lot of people being killed #instead you get this twisted and very questionable fluff #i hope its as good to other people as it was to me because i had a blast writing this one #although the dialogue at the end fought me so hard #it just did not want to cooperate with me #anyway yeah enjoy #peaky blinders #peaky blinders fics #tommy shelby #duke shelby #isiah jesus #gina gray #duke shelby x isiah jesus #duke x isiah #the sin factor

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nymphastoriasblog · 1 year

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AGING WITH MODERN!LUCA CHANGRETTA

since i love him so much, i was daydreaming about luca as an old man...

warnings: luca changretta

pairing: modern!luca changretta x afab!reader

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as soon as you got married, luca made it clear he wanted kids, and a lot of them

it was his biggest joy to come home and see the house crowded with his children

and he would always, ALWAYS, ask them for a welcome hug

luca was always a very affective father. no matter how grownup his children were, he would always be very lovely with each of them

and very understanding too.

if you had daughters, they would always come to luca to cry about their boyfriends. he would listen patiently and give them his bests advices, cheering them up

“i don’t want to see you crying for him, ok?” “you’re everything for me, don’t let a boy dict your value”

luca would bring every so often small gifts for you. he would keep it hidden on his briefcase until it’s your bedtime.

and your smile would make everything worth it for him.

luca always kept his business out of the house, and he would left the business for his nephews and cousins. he didn’t want this future for your kids.

luca was very emotional when the first kid went to college. he mourned for a long time.

of course, your child wouldn’t step into the college if luca hadn’t pay for them a nice apartment downtown, give them an adorable car and paid most of the college’s fees.

something you always admired in luca was how devoted he was on his family. he genuinely wanted every of his children to succeed and have a good future. that was the reason he worked so much.

when the youngest kid moved out, luca was devastated. he would go to their bedroom and stare at the plushies for minutes, even hours, and he would be so disturbed by the silence in your house.

shortly after, he got “retired”, because he would now spend more time at home.

you were used to have children around you all the time, but having luca around was the same as having a baby.

not because he wanted attention, but because he would make a mess wherever he passed by. leaving a track of chaos and frustration.

it started when he wanted to build a birdhouse for the garden. luca decided he would make it in his mahogany desk.

you could hear him cursing in italian under his breath. he gave up on this project a few days after beginning it.

after the birdhouse fiasco, he decided your garden was needing a small pond.

luca was really excited about it. and it really went well.

he placed the rocks around the pond, make a little fountain to keep the water running and bought ornamental fishes to put in it.

you gladly did the decor, putting flowers around and a few crystals.

after lunch, luca would place a chair in your patio and would watch birds coming to the pond to drink the water and bath. he would sit there and look at his creation proudly.

he walked each of his daughters to the aisle with a big and proud smile, followed with teary eyes, with tears of joy.

when your first grandchild was born, luca was over the stars.

during your daughter/daughter-in-law’s pregnancy, luca was around them all the time. he would provide them anything they needed.

during the labor, luca was the first one to arrive in the hospital.

he would be the type of granddad to spoil the kid when the parents aren’t looking. like giving them a candy before lunch, or when they would spent the night at your house, luca would let them watch tv until late night.

he taught italian to his grandkids as they were growing up. at some time, he would stop speaking english at all around them, just to stimulate their italian.

luca absolutely ADORED it when you had family gatherings and when the whole family would be together for a holiday. it was his favorite parts of the year.

when you got more older, luca bought a beach house in another state. you’d spent part of the year in the beach house, just enjoying each other company, retelling stories and gossiping about people you know.

as older as he’s got, luca would be meaner while gossiping. he would slay people with his words, and that would got you laughing endlessly.

all luca wished was granted.

he’d pass away first. it would be peacefully, with his family around his bed, and you holding his hands. he would say a few things before, like how proud he was of his family, how much he loved each of you and how everything was worth it.

after his passing, the family kept together. everyone very close, just like how he wanted. your kids were well raised.

#luca changretta blurb #luca changretta #luca changretta dialogue #luca changretta headcanon #luca changretta imagine #luca changretta x reader #luca changretta x y/n #luca changretta x you #modern!luca changretta #peaky blinders imagine #adrien brody #peaky blinders #peaky blinders masterlist #peaky fookin blinders

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cupofstarss · 2 years

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I ENVY fanfic writers (and writers in general) - in a good way though. like. your imagination has no limits, you're good at writing, you're articulate, you make up interesting plots which already is A LOT. ive been having one single little minuscule prompt in mind and it's taking every fiber of my being trying to continue it. how do you do it? how do you make up interesting stories, dialogues? and, especially fanfic writers, how do you even make a character which was written by someone else in the first place, yours? now that i have been trying, (also, the first time and probably the last I EVER wrote something) to me it's extremely hard and difficult. also because it's not a talent I have, writing. but it's fun. BUT IT'S HARD. so, many blessings and cheers and good vibes and compliments! to all the fanfic writers - and writers - out there.

#like it's so hard portraying human emotions #and dialogues OMG DIALOGUES #fanfic #fanfic writing #writing #peaky blinders #peaky blinders fanfic #Tommy shelby fanfic #JUST FANFIC

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ryuzakemo128 · 2 years

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Peaky Blinder Prompt List

Send a number and a character to write for.

Part Two / Part Three

Dialogue Prompts

"Stay awake, please, stay awake"

"I am way too sober for this"

"This plan is going to get us killed. Of course I'm in"

"I will continue to be here. Hate me, don't hate me. I'll always be there whenever you need me."

"If I wanted your opinion I would ask for it."

"Remind me next week, I might care more about it then."

"Everything I have ever done, is to protect you."

"Stay away. I don't want to hurt you."

"I know I'm a burden. You don't need to say it because you already have."

"I was having the greatest dream. Before you woke me up."

Most of the headcanons I will writing up will be for Older Sister Shelby.

Romantic ones will be written with a mindset of this female is from a different country or area within the same country.

#Peaky Blinders #Peaky Blinders Prompts #Peaky Blinders Dialogue Prompts #Older Sister Shelby #OlderSister!Shelby #Platonic Dialogue Prompts #Peaky Blinders Prompt List #Peaky Blinders Imagine

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monthofsick · 3 months

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"Newfangled Things" by KilgoreOnTralfamadore

Fandom: Peaky Blinders

Characters: Tommy Shelby, Alfie Solomons

Summary: Alfie takes Tommy for a ride in his brand-new motorcar. Tommy learns the hard way that he's prone to carsickness.

!Warning! Emeto

AO3: works/53540950

Any comments or kudos are always appreciated!

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#submission #tw vomit #tw emeto #emeto tw #tw motion sickness #fandom: peaky blinders #novemetober: rescheduled #rescheduled day5 #KilgoreOnTralfamadore #prompt: undesirable caretaker #/excellent/ balance between dialogue and emeto action!#and describing car as a “metal deathtrap” is peak hahaha

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mgcldydrms · 1 year

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> dialogue masterlist

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Bridgerton

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Harry Potter

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House of the Dragon

a sweet moment with jacaerys

nervousness with aegon

MCU

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Narnia

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Peaky Blinders

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Scream

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Stranger Things

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Wednesday

a promise with enid

#dialogue masterlist #avatar fanfiction #bridgerton fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #house of the dragon fanfiction #mcu fanfiction #narnia fanfiction #peaky blinders fanfiction #stranger things fanfiction #wednesday fanfiction #scream fanfiction

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divinekangaroo · 9 months

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To quote may carlton

Oh my goodness

But I’d forgotten the dialogue from that first meeting with Mosley.

Frankly all the Mosley dialogue is OTT for the many layered interpretations, but there was no warming up to it, was there.

S5 so far is framing all Tommy’s Westminster experiences as somehow linked to inappropriate sex. Asked to assassinate someone in relation to underage pimping; blackmailing a journalist with the knowledge he’s gay; coercing (?) the judge whose trying to shortchange him for the assassination with photos of the inappropriate sex; he pushes off the cop’s investigation of the journalist’s murder as frivolity with a ‘he walks with other men and you come to me?!’

With that framing, we then get Mosley’s dialogue, where every line is a whisker away from a very aggressive come-on. And the camerawork and lighting is bewilderingly supportive of this, too. All that darkness with its golden highlights and thousand-mile stares, and Tommy’s delayed-reaction/half-drugged consideration of every statement.

#peaky rewatch #how Ada didn’t pull Tommy aside after that meeting and go #don’t know how to tell you this #brother mine #it’s not about Ireland #or maybe only 10% about Ireland #what the fuck was that about really #and Tommy’s too busy being paranoid about Michael #I mean yes sure you could read all Mosley’s dialogue as asserting that he knows everything about Tommy #hence Tommy should take his coming blackmail seriously #but that’d be the boring non-psychosexual fannish reading right #peaky blinders #tommy shelby #fannish thoughts

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justmoreocs-edits · 11 months

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The Piccola Rossa Series Dialogue Edit

Isaiah: We could go. During another boring meeting that the two of them have to attend, Isaiah suggest that they leave. While the idea is something Luce is grateful for, she also knows that they both need to be in the meeting.

Isaiah: You look good, Luce. // Luce: OK. Isaiah goes to collect Luce for a celebration evening with the Shelbys and admits that she looks good. However, due to some of the tensions between them at the time, Luce can’t keep the scepticism out of her voice, no matter how sincere he is.

Luce: OK, that was stupid. After Isaiah does something that doesn’t seem to fit in with the usual stoic nature of his personality, Luce can’t help but chuckle. His little smirk shows just how glad he is that things between them are slowly getting back to how they once were.

Isaiah: I’m not going to make it easy. // Luce: Good. While it takes a little while for Isaiah to agree to helping Luce learn to fight, he vows that things aren’t going to be easy. But easy wasn’t why she went to him with the ask, and she’s grateful that he might just make things realistic in teaching her to fight rather than making it that little bit safer as she worried Hal had done.

Luce: Are you flirting with me, Isaiah Jesus? // Isaiah: You finally noticed. During a quiet moment between the two of them, Isaiah flirts with Luce and for once she seems to notice that that’s what his intentions are. It amuses – and irritates a little – Isaiah that it’s taken her so long to realise that he was flirting rather than just being friendly.

Isaiah: It was just an idea. // Luce: How long you been planning this? // Isaiah: A while. When trying to make things better between the two of them once more, Isaiah suggests a trip outside of the city. Luce is initially quiet about the whole thing, and he tries to brush it off as nothing. But Luce questions the whole thing because she doesn’t like not having him as even a friend after everything they went through together in general; her question is the olive branch that he was hoping for.

#Made By Me #Dialogue Edit #Peaky Blinders OCs #The Piccola Rossa Series #Lucinda Turner #Luce Turner #Luce Turner & Isaiah Jesus

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