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lucien-calore · 6 months

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listen, i love cillian murphy, paul anderson, sophie rundle, joe cole, harry kirton and helen mccrory as much as the next person, but if you're going to make a show about a bunch of siblings (arthur, tommy, john, ada and finn) with a half romani father and a fully romani mother (+ half romani aunt, aka polly) who are called the g slur, marry into other romani families (esme lee and aberama gold), go to romani camps (?), have funerals in a romani family's home (john's funeral at the lee family home), are cursed by other romani people (grace and ruby), speak (theorically it should be) the romani language, go to romani fortune tellers and make it a point to say they're romani, the least they could do is hire romani actors, not white, blue eyed europeans.

#rant #peaky blinders #tommy shelby #thomas shelby #arthur shelby #john shelby #ada shelby #polly shelby #polly gray #finn shelby #esme shelby #aberama gold #peaky blinders spoilers

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deadendtracks · 2 years

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i think there's a profound misunderstanding of some of what steven knight is doing with peaky blinders and the gangster narrative, and even Cillian has fallen into it in some interviews -- i think it's actually pretty subversive. the whole general attitude towards gangster narratives is that they have an arc, and that arc requires the 'downfall' or comeuppance or reckoning, where the gangster is punished.

But one of the main threads that's been running through this show since the start is they're worse than us. And it wasn't just there to make you like Tommy and the gang in contrast to their enemies; the whole point driven home again and again is that the upper classes have blood on their hands at a scale Tommy could never dream of.

anyway i think you could write a whole essay about this, and i keep seeing reviews of the series that expect this to happen naturally because it is (supposedly) a gangster story. But there really are some deeply subversive things going on in it, some of which SK has been up front about in interviews. Wish i could find the interview again where he talked about the houses of the upper classes being furnished with blood, or something like that. Because I think the end of s6 really drives that home; Tommy, in trying to become one of them, also furnished Arrow House with blood, but it was worth shit when it came to his daughter dying or the medical violence that was inflicted on him.

and even that desire, to see the gangster punished, is about putting them in their place, isn't it? if you look at it in relation to how the people with the real power never actually have the downfall arc, not in real life, not very often anyway.

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blueeyedheizer · 1 year

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✯ L'ADIEU

pairing: Michael Gray x Reader

summary: You attend Michael's funeral

content warning: death, angst, spoiler for season 6 of peaky blinders.

a/n: i'm currently getting rid of some of my drafts and in the process of touching up some unfinished fics to post them.

You stand still in front of the rising flames, silent as you stare blankly into the fire.

Your sobs have now subsided to simple tears, a seemingly endless supply of them spilling down your cheeks as the image of Michael's death repeats over and over again in your head.

The brutality of it.

The sound of your own scream as you fell to your knees and cradled his head, begging for him to 'wake up, stay with me'.

How Tommy walked away from the scene without a glance back.

Michael's lifeless body in your arms, his blood soaking your hands.

The deafening silence surrounding you is only broken by the sound of fire sparks consuming the wood, which pulls you out of your thoughts and reminds you of the equally painful present moment.

Michael is gone, and there's nothing you can do about it.

You let your gaze wander to the ground, your expression unchanging. The pain seems to have momentarily numbed your senses. The only thing you fail to control is your tears; they fall freely and you let them dry in the wind.

No one has bothered to show up. Not Ada, not Finn, not even Isaiah who was once a close friend of his. It's just you and your aching soul mourning your late husband — and you can't help but wonder if Polly's spirit is here as well, looking out for you.

"I'll find him, Michael." you swallow back a sob, choking up again. "I'll find the Devil and i'll make him pay. I'll put a bullet through his skull like it was meant to be."

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders spoilers #peaky blinders season 6 #michael gray x reader #michael gray fanfiction #michael gray fanfic

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ghosts-cyphera · 6 months

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same!! Like ik it’s technically in character for the peaky blinders to not be great men, but to me john loves esme more than anything and i will die on this hill (kinda like he did, fkkejwjw jk jk)

as far as I’m concerned, john and esme took their little football team (breeding kink much) and left for a better future😌 and of course they met me and we became a happy throuple 🥰

-🍬

OH NO YOU DID NOT LMAO poor fucking john 😭 just paupaupau bouncing him around like a ragdoll at his own doorstep. MY HEART.

I’ve actually just gone and received word from god that john and esme got that pretty house she dreamed of, and are currently raising chickens happily together with all their eight kids running around. singing gypsy songs, and tending to horses with their third partner who makes ‘em very, very happy, of course.

I don’t know why I had to start my rewatch from season 4 this time. my heart is bleeding. 🥲 at least I got to watch that scene of tommy covered in blood. you know, this one:

#I’m a very happy very called out girl rn #called out on my fucking blood kink lmao help #peaky blinders #tw blood #cw blood #tw: blood #cw: blood #lo answers #🍬#peaky blinders spoilers

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cigarettes-can-solve-everything · 2 years

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'Paper Rings'

Type of fiction: Michael Gray One Shot

Couple: Michael Gray x reader

Summary: After attending a boring party you and Michael decided to have some fun by playing a card game.

Warning: A little NSFW! 🤤

"What a boring party." Michael said and took his jacket of.

"You call that a party?" You asked. "There is only vegetables and champange. Almost an opera is more excited than that." You threw your heels randomly away. That was always the first thing you did. Heels was always a part you wanted to erase from the world. Wouldn't it be nice to walk on barefoot? So your foot wouldn't sweet at all.

It took you a minute to find Michael in a couch and you joined him with lying on the other side of the couch and your feet on his lap. So he could do his daily message on your feet. "When you gonna stop giving me those stinky feet to me?" He slowly squeezed your feet with his thump.

"Well I handle you with your cigarettes smell why you can't do this?"

"I bet they can race with that most stinkest cheese in the world." He said. "So you can win once in a time." And laughed. You punched him with your feet.

"I win always it's you that cheating the whole time. Like that card game before." Your eyes speaked out of revenge.

He bowed a bit closer to you "I was the best one in math in whole school. Don't forget it." Oh he didn't need to remind that. You was always jealous of the medallion he had. 1st in math. Congratulate our classmate for being the winner of 1st in math.

"That doesn't even make sense Mister. In card game it's luck what counts." You was happy to make some point but even on that he destroyed this moment.

"I know I just wanted you to remind my won in which you was the last of the class if I'm not remember me wrong."

On that you punched him again. "I will win and you will be sorry for it."

"Okay than let's make it more interesting. Each rount the winner decide what clothes the loser should take off. Is that a deal?"

"Hmm so you are excited to go naked infront of me? Deal." He grinned on what you said. Ofcourse you had that intention to...

Michael and you took your places at the table and began to shuffle the cards. You hoped that you would win and so it did. In the first rount Michael lost and you could decide it. "The shirt." You said. He obeyed you and slowly took the buttons off. Your eyes followed his hands till he said "So the little witch is excited to see me naked uh." You was so focused on his fingers that you didn't notice his looks on you.

"Can that be faster please. I have a rount to win."

"Impatience..." He said and took his shirt of. You bited your under lip. It was not your first time you saw his torso but it felt like you are in his spell each time. "Lets the second one begin."

Your winst wasn't for that long. He won and you lost. So he will make a decision which was your dress. You stood up infront of him and took your dress off. The fabric slowly left your skin as if you were about to be a model for some potraits. It made you blush a bit and his eyes were travelling your body. You both began to feel hot and you decide to go out the limits which was taking your bra off. "We didn't play a round." He said staring on your naked breasts.

"We don't have to." You took your seet on his lap. "Game over."

"Right. Time to play some other games." He started to play with your nipples. You felt already the wettness trough your pussy. You wispered "Lets begin." And a kiss started your new game.

#michael gray #finn cole #peaky blinders #peaky blinders season 6 #fyp2022 #peaky blinders spoilers #michael gray fanfic #michael gray x y/n #michael gray x reader #so hot 🔥🔥🔥

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livingmybestfakelife · 2 years

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My Mother’s Keeper

Summary: You’ve been the only mother that Duke Shelby has ever remembered knowing, and he will do whatever it takes to give you the peace you’ve always given him.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse

A/N: Duke won’t be written as Tommy’s newly discovered son, instead he’s always known about him, and he came into the world under different circumstances

“Mrs. Shelby, Mr. Shelby is home”

“Already? It’s only three o’clock”

“I mean the other Mr. Shelby madam”

“Oh, well alright then, thank you Eunice, tell him I’m in the dining room”

“No need, I’ve found ya”

Duke’s chipper voice walks into the room with a pep in his step, he must’ve had a ball during his trip, even though it looked to be a short one. He gets closer to you to give you a peck on the cheek before handing Eunice his coat and cap, telling her that he wasn’t hungry or thirsty after she asked if he wanted anything, he had all of his attention on you, looking to want to have no distractions, he was rushing your maid out of the room without blatantly doing so.

“You’re back already darling?”

“What, you aren’t happy to see me?”

“Of course I am love, I just wasn’t expecting you back so early, wasn’t expecting you back home for three more days”

“Yeah, something came up, had to cut it short”

“Oh that’s too bad, what happened?”

“Nothing you have to worry about yet”

“Okay”

“You aren’t gonna question me about my secrecy?”

“Duke, after all these years I’ve come to accept that if you and your dad are gonna keep something from me then you’ll tell me when you feel like it, begging won’t make you spill the beans so why try anymore”

He hated that he had to keep certain things from you, but he and Tommy were very protective of you and his baby sister, for the longest time you were the lady of the house, your boys out numbered you, but you finally had someone on your side when you fell pregnant with your first child with Tommy. Arabella Frances wasn’t planned but she was a lovely surprise, for the longest time you were so focused on bringing Duke up that another baby didn’t cross your mind for some reason.

Duke was Tommy and Greta Jurossi’s child, they had him when they were very young but in love, she was his first serious girlfriend, to save Greta from being shamed for being an unwed mother, Tommy raced her down to the courthouse the moment they gotten the news, he made sure to bribe the clerk into dating the certificate a month and a couple of weeks sooner so that it won’t look like they had gotten married only because of her pregnancy, which in a way was the truth, but everyone else didn’t need to know that.

Greta lived to see only one year of Duke’s life before she succumbed to consumption, he was lost after that, no mother for his son to nurture him, be the softer figure in his life that he would desperately need in this world and especially this life. Without being asked you had taken on the role of an unofficial step mother to the baby boy, you were one of Tommy’s most reliable and only female friends, you and Duke grew a bond stronger than he ever imagined in his wildest dreams. You never wanted him to not know of his biological mother, having two photos of Greta in your possession to show him every now and then, telling him stories about how much she adored him in every possible way, you didn’t want to ever lie to him and take credit in how he came to be, it wouldn’t be fair to his mothers memory, but all of that didn’t stop him from still calling you mummy and eventually just mum once he felt that “mummy” was too childish, you were the only one he’s ever known, he couldn’t help but to not miss a woman he had no memory of.

“It’s to protect you mum”

“I know my boy, I understand that now, really I do”

You kiss his cheek and lean back into your chair, picking up your new knitting project of making a little sweater for Arabella, he could tell that his secrecy was getting to you and you only left it alone as to not irritate him, eventually you would find out but not right now, he needed to make sure that his plan would follow through, he couldn’t risk you interfering with something that he knew would avenge the person he cares for the most, but would also make his father proud, two of the things that he valued, his dads pride and his mothers joy, Duke eventually excused himself to get himself changed out of his dingy clothes from his hunting trip and head to the Garrison where his dad was expecting him.

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“I’m here!, dad?!”

“Over here Duke”

Tommy lifts an arm to guide him over towards the back of the empty pub. He was left in worry and suspense as to why his son cut the hunting trip with his friends short to come back home, he had called his dad from the nearest pay phone he could find to tell him that there’s been a change in plans and that he was taking the earliest train back to Birmingham, he was growing tired of the boring posh kids that he ended up having to use to network like his dad was doing while moving up in the political world, they wouldn’t know actual hunting and camping techniques to save their lives, but he eventually made an excuse to leave, telling them that during his call to check in back home he learned that his mother had “fallen ill” and he needed to get back home, the sheltered gullible teens felt bad and understood that he needed to go, not knowing of the true reason.

“I’m glad you could make time to sit with me”

“Well when you tell me that there is an urgent matter concerning your mum then of course I’m gonna come home early”

He smirks at his dad, pleased with the love that he held for you, that he’s willing to drop everything if you were in need. He reached into pocket of his coat to hand him a torn out piece of paper, it looked to be very old and the ink was slightly faded. Tommy was confused with what was handed to him until he was able to make out some words clearly, as the details of the page became more specific he couldn’t help but put two and two together, not to mention that the handwriting looked familiar.

“Where is this from son?”

“It’s from an old diary of mum’s…I didn’t mean to discover it”

“Wendell…I recognize that name”

“Wendell Mercer”

“That’s right, how do you know?”

“He’s been locked up in Emerson Prison for the past twenty years for killing her uncle, that was her step dad right?”

“Not legally, they were courting for about a year, by the time they were supposed to be wed he had shot her brother Aaron in a gambling dispute”

“Yeah but you don’t believe that do you?”

“I always felt that there was more to the story, Aaron wasn’t much of a gambler, but that was the story that her mum always stuck to so what was anything left to say?”

“Hm”

“Come on my boy, what aren’t you telling me?”

“It’s better to let you hear what all the hoopla is about from the source”

He stands up and walks out of the pub without saying another word, Tommy snuffs out his cigarette in an ashtray before rushing behind him, it was killing him about what this was all about, the little bit of details he was given wasn’t enough to satisfy him, what the fuck was his son about to get himself into?

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Duke sped all the way to Charlie’s yard with his dad in tow, not saying a word on the way. This was it, the moment he’s been waiting for.

“Duke what the fuck is going on? Ay?!”

“You’ll see, trust me it’s worth the wait”

He marches onto Uncle Charlie’s property, already knowing what was up and made sure Curly opened the gates for them when they pulled up. Charlie gave his great nephew a knowing look along with a nod, further confusing Tommy, whatever was going on he was more than ready to find out, Duke has never looked as ready to put his fists to good use as he did at this moment, it was serious and he wanted his father to be a witness to it.

In the giant storage room towards the end of the yard was the sound of a muffled yell and heavy breathing, the body that it belonged to was one that Tommy hasn’t seen in years. Wendell Mercer, now with a balding head of grey thin hair, wrinkled skin and tattered clothes, prison has clearly shown him no mercy.

“Mr. Mercer, you remember Thomas don’t you? I just call him dad but you remember him as Thomas Shelby from Watery Lane right? Sure you do”

“Duke, what is going on?”

“Like I said, you should hear the truth from the source”

He stomps over to the mentally and physically exhausted old man tied to a chair that was also tied to a pole, he warned him to keep his yelling to himself before yanking off the handkerchief from his dry mouth.

“Go on you miserable old fuck, tell me dad the reasoning for all of this, I don’t have all fucking day, mum sent the cooks home and is making meatloaf tonight and I’m looking forward to my welcome home meal”

“P-please I’m sorry, I swear to you I regret it everyday, Aaron didn’t deserve the fate he was given, I’m sorry I shot him, I’m sorry I killed him”

“FUCK OFF, that’s not the only reason, tell my dad the real reason why you killed her uncle, gambling dispute my fucking ass, even he doesn’t believe that, tell him the reason why you did it!”

Wendell coughed up some blood, his health problems getting worse during recent years, and being cooped up in a hot storage room with hardly and way to breathe properly only irritated it more.

“HURRY THE FUCK UP”

“Alright…alright look, I’m sorry for that too right”

“Sorry for what Wendell?”

It was Tommy’s turn to speak up, walking a little more closer to him to hear his confession.

“H-her mother, YN’s mother had ended up inheriting a small bit of money when an aunt of hers passed on, and me, I was so deep in my gambling debts that I needed to desperately scrape up any large amount of money that I could, when I found out that she hid the money from me and wouldn’t give it up I got enraged, I begin to take my frustrations out on her, I beat her almost to the point of killing her, and when YN came to try and get me off of her mother…I did the same thing to her, Aaron just so happened to have come to check in on his sister and witnessed me in the middle of beating his niece, so he gave me just what I deserved, I was able to get him off of me just long enough to reach for my gun and…Jesus look I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry, you have to believe me, time in that hell hole has rehabilitated me, I pray every day for forgiveness, for Aaron, YN and the woman who to this day I still love, I ruined everything because I couldn’t stay away from the race tracks, I-“

He didn’t have a chance to finish his pitiful speech before Duke shot him in his forehead, neither Charlie or Tommy was expecting that, maybe helping him beat the man to death yes but not this, he was looking forward to at least torture the bastard first, but his son beat him to it.

“An eye for an eye ay dad?”

“Duke, give me the gun”

“It’s mine dad, you gave it to me”

“I’ll get you a new one, now give it here so I can get rid of it”

He tosses the empty pistol to Tommy, only needing a single bullet to complete his goal in avenging his mother.

“It was unfair, after all the good mum has done for other’s, all the love and peace she gives to the world and it decides to hurt her in return, and forces her to carry it for the rest of her life”

“I know son, I know, come on, let’s go home alright, to collect yourself…Charlie?”

“Yeah, I know the drill, this will get cleaned up”

“Right, alright let’s go”

He guides Duke out of the yard and towards the car, what he needs right now is to change out of the clothes that now has blood splatter on it, take a hot bath and get a hot meal that his mum promised to make for him before he left.

“Are you proud of me dad? I got rid of my first enemy, the cause of the pain that has burdened mum all these years”

“You make me proud every day son”

Duke smirks at the validation he receives, in his mind he did the right thing, Wendell didn’t deserve another day of oxygen while the man who should be still living out his golden years was six feet underground, just for defending his sister and niece.

Wendell Mercer would be the first of many lives Duke Shelby would take in his lifetime, but this would be the one he’d be the most proud of, because he did it out of love.

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skullsnsunbeams · 2 years

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now that I've had some time to clear my head, i am SO MAD at what the writers did to Finn. They replaced him with Duke, some random, and for what? Finn had so much potential throughout the ENTIRE SHOW and they continuously let it go to waste. im pissed at how it ended for him. justice for Finn, im deadass

#peaky blinders #finn shelby #peaky blinders season 6 #peaky blinders s6 #peaky blinders spoilers #peaky blinders series 6

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peakyblinders1919 · 2 years

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Hi again, another possible peaky imagine for Michael or Finn x reader where she forgets her glasses at his place or the office after a date with him so the next morn she goes to get them. But the guy isn’t there and like Polly or whoever opens the door thinks she’s a ho he forgot to pay. She quickly gives her money and tells her to “go get”. Now the reader is confused b/c she doesn’t know what they want her to get (she’s a v). So she knocks again, this goes 3 times before boy comes. Then fluff❤

"What the fuck!"

"Shh, shh, keep your voice down."

"Should have told that to your mother before she started screaming to the whole street I'm a whore."

"I was upstairs the whole time, she didn't say that-"

"If you were 'upstairs', you should have come down and saved me sooner. Look, Michael, look what she gave me. Shoved it into my hands, apologized, and shut the door in my face."

It was his turn to be embarrassed, eyes glazing over your scrunched up features, before traveling down to your hands filled with what he could only assume was his mother's money. In frustration, he pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

“Tell me,” you bit back, crossing your arms over your chest. You thought about throwing the money back at him- taking it would only confirm what Polly had insinuated- but for now you clutched it tighter. “Is this a normal occurrence?”

“What? No, of course not?”

“How, how, how do I know? She didn’t seem very surprised at the thought of you having a lady caller for the night, forgetting to pay her. But why do I get the sense she’d be surprised to know her son has a been in an exclusive relationship. Because that is what we’ve been in, right?”

“YES!” He spewed, feeling close to combusting at the accusation. “Yes, that’s what we’ve been in. I swear Y/N I swear.”

Silence lingered. Eyes trying hard to stay on the other, figure out if words were enough.

“Y/N please.” A gangster begging on the streets was almost enough to make you smile. “You’ve got to believe me.”

“You know, I was just coming back for my glasses, can’t type up the reports without them. I left them on your side dresser last night-“

What you were looking for were right in his hands, trying to lighten the mood with his smile as he handed them over.

“I know. I was going to bring them to you, with that chocolate croissant you like for breakfast. You must be needing a recharge after last night…”

“After this morning.” you sighed and chuckled all the same, though Michael Gray had done it yet again. Knowing exactly what to say to get you to forgive and forget. “You owe me breakfast, lunch, and dinner with your mother so I don’t get mistaken for a whore the next time I’m around.”

He laughed, intertwining his fingers with yours as he started you both off in the direction of the bakery. “You might want to wear something else then.”

“Michael Gray!” You shrieked, hitting him with your purse lightly for insinuating such a thing. You both knew it was a joke the way his all-too-rare laughter hung from his lips and rung through the streets.

#michael gray headcanon #michael gray fanfiction #michael gray fanfic #micheal gray #peaky blinders imagines #peaky blinders spoilers #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders fanfiction

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pennyserenade · 17 days

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love watching peaky blinders bc i switch from 'this is the best television i've ever seen' to 'this makes no sense narratively' in a matter of seconds. under the cut is spoilers so beware

i'm on season 3 right now and i think its good and i love a lot of the characters - particularly polly - but i think that they fuck themselves over so incredibly by having characters like grace and tommy rush through their relationship. its only been three seasons and we've seen them: experience an entire forbidden lovers arc, her leave him for america and marry another man, come back and get pregnant by him, marry him, and then die. that's crazy! and i know three seasons seem like a lot but there are only six per season! and i know there's purpose to it: loving grace brought a lightness to tommy, and with the murder of grace, will inevitably bring more darkness. still i wish it went slower so we could get time to care about these characters

#misc.#i guess it all makes sense narratively it just goes faster than i want it to #peaky blinders spoilers

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