βIβm not too gone to be healed, am I? Iβm not too gone am I?β
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βIβm not too gone to be healed, am I? Iβm not too gone am I?β
β Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; βIn The Pines,β (via violentwavesofemotion)
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βI donβt know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouthβ
β Ophelia, Act IV, Scene VΒ (via sumiremiu)
Arthur: we should get together and get drunk
Tommy: on a Monday?
Arthur: don't discriminate against Mondays
i know i'm like, literally never around and i owe hella replies but i promise i love y'all. i just dont have the energy lately
Now, say it.

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and I assure you I will love him til my dying breath
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sansa would be a liar to say that she was entirely aware of all that had been newly elected; had focused on the bigger candidates, the ones that could threaten her father or, more importantly, robb. she had needed to make sure that he retained his seat, that there was no doubt that another stark man would be able to make it through in parliament. that he would be just as good as their father. she did it, loved to, because she had a better chance at making some sort of impact, having some sort of influence through him than she did running herself. would never dare to, either. not against robb. not against other members of her family. no; she was better at the sidelines, making sure that the parts all moved right. that she was involved without being the face of it all.
and yet, tonight, she stood out as she always did. when things were private and secluded. when sansa could let her hair down and mingle; always unassuming, all the others unsuspecting of her. stood at her brotherβs side, her father on his side, a glass of champagne in her hand. standing out like a beacon of red hair and a cobalt blue dress. a need for a cigarette, already on her second drink, and the night had barely started. hadnβt yet had a chance to get away from robbβs side to go talk to others; to see who was new, who she would need to keep an eye on, who she figured would be out by the next electionβ¦ if they even lasted that long.
thereβs a voice as sheβs looking to find someone to refill her glass, robbβs whispers coming to an end. nedβs taking a step forward, the cigarette between his lips being removed before he shakes the manβs hands. thomas shelby, he introduces himself, and sansa finds herself interested. admittedly, canβt say she knows too much about small heath. had only left london once, years and years ago. his gaze lingers and sansa canβt stop the smile that curls up red lips, watches him as her father talks β of course, he had known who the man was. knew everyone; old and new, had been there longer than most. robb, next; not quite as friendly, not quite as open as their father. he was newer, less trusting. warmer, with a few drinks in him. βsansa stark,β she introduces herself, at last, can practically hear robbβs eye roll beside her as she holds a hand out expectantly. Β
calloused hand takes smaller, outstretched hand and pulls it to his lips, placing a small kiss on the back of her hand. β a pleasure to meet you, miss sansa stark, β comes his purred reply. he can feel the tension from the stark men, bristled by his audacity. nothing about his behavior is entirely unusual, but many others in parliament had heard about THOMAS SHELBY, and he had no doubt that the starks were not an exception to those few. thomas withdrew his cigarette case from his pocket, pulling free a perfectly rolled stick before running its end across his lips, popping it between them. he extended the case to the red-headed woman in front of him. β care for a smoke? β he waits as she takes one, gesturing to the other two in their company as well, as much as he would have liked not to.
long, bony fingers flick a match across is strike paper, the smell of sulfur floating up to his nostrils as the flame flickered to a roaring life then dulled. he lit the cigarette between his freckled lips and waved the matchstick out, tucking it back into the matchbook and returning it all to his pocket. his steely gaze settles on the redhead once more, and his mind danced with the thought of asking to speak with her alone. it wouldn't be good practice, and with the way her sibling bristled at his company, he figured he ought not to. thomas turned his attention to the senior stark and his son, all the while keeping his eye on sansa. β either of you boys like gin? or m'lady? β he questioned with a raised brow, pulling on the cigarette.
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dirty talk .
a collection of dirty talk found around social media .
βI canβt get enough of you touching me.β
βI love when you push me against the wall.β
βI canβt wait until I get to rip these pants off of you.β Β
βThat feels so good.β
βIβm gonna cum if you keep up this.β
βI love the way your cock tastes in my mouth.β
βI love the taste of your pussy against my tongue.β
βI want your fingers inside me.β
βI want your mouth against me.β
βI want your fingers deep down my throat.β
βI want your cock inside of me.β
βI want to feel how much you want me.β
βI want to make you cum.β
βI want you cum all over my mouth.β
βI want to feel your legs tremble around my waist.β
βMake me want you.β
βShow me how much you want me.β
βI canβt get my mind off you.β
βTouch my breasts.β
βI would love toΒ bend you over the counter.β
βI canβt get enough of the idea of you on your knees for me.β
βSpread my legs and make me weak.β
βI want your hands all over me.β
βGrope me.β
βKiss me.β
βWhat do you want me to do to you?β
βWhere do you want me to kiss you?β
βHow do you want me?β
βWhy donβt you come closer?β
βWhere would you like to kiss me?β
βYou like it when I spank you, donβt you?β
βI canβt stop thinking about your tight ass draped around me.β
βI canβt stop fantasizing about your legs spread over my face.β
βI just want to run my tongue inside your pussy.β
βYou like it when my brush my cock against you?β
βI love how your tongue feels on my clit.β
βIβve been waiting for this all day.β
βI want to tear your clothes off and make you mine.β
βYour breasts look so good in that top.β
βI love the way you grind against me.β
βThe lace feels so good against my fingers.β
βYour hands are so warm.β
What are some characters you'd like to see Tommy interact with both in the pb fandom and outside of it?
Oooh, what a very good question, that is.
To be completely honest, I haven't given it much thought. But I suppose I could do that now. Inside the Peaky Blinders fandom, ANY of his family members. Especially Arthur. I've always loved the relationship/dynamic between Thomas and Arthur, considering Arthur is older yet still subordinate to Tommy. Alfie Solomons, for obvious reasons. Alfie is like the crazier, more outspoken and filter-lacking version of Tommy, and one of his toughest opponents/allies. And honestly? MORE OCS!! I love the OCs people come up with for PB, and I'd like to interact with them more.
Outside of PB, I have only thought of a few fandoms here and there. One obviously being GOT. In GOT, I'd love to have Thomas interact with Ramsay Bolton, Robb Stark, Sandor Clegane(either as The Hound or post redemption), Jaime Lannister, Cersei Lannister, and probably Bronn for the lols. As far as any other fandom goes, it could be any character others see as a match or a compliment to Tommy. He loves to be challenged, and loves to find ways to undermine others and uproot their authority.
That being said, if you ever want to interact with Tommy, please, feel free to! I'm selective with my replies, but anyone is welcome to message/plot/meme/or reply to starters/opens I have.
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a week had passed since thomas shelby o.b.e was named into parliament for the labor party of SMALL HEATH. he had quite literally started as just a man part of the small heath rifles in a war that ruined him, to the man who represented the very people he had protected. there was a gala this evening, inviting all newly elected members of parliament to come and mingle with the existing, as well as benefactors and donors who helped lined the coffers of parliament. pol had given thomas no choice as to who his plus one would be, and she was working her charm, finding investors for the shelby company limited.
thomas stood within a small group of other men in the labor party, a cigarette between his lips and a crystal glass of whisky in his hand. β 've only ever been a legitimate man of business. parliament was the next logical step, β he spoke, free hand catching the cigarette for lips to drag, tendrils of smoke curling out from freckled lips. he received a pat on the back from one of the other men who commented on his liberating of the races. thomas's brows raised and he pointed with his cigarette hand at the other. β i'll be sure to 'ave a box reserved, β mentioned the bespectaled man as his eyes scanned the room.
crystalline gaze fell upon a shock of red hair across the sea of people, standing with two dark haired men. thomas did not immediately recognize them and he gestured in their direction to his compatriots. β that's eddard stark, ned. the curly haired fella is his son, robb. β thomas nodded, his attention staying fixed on the younger woman with them. β and her? β the men around him looked at each other. one even shook his head. β that's ned's daughter, sansa. i'd stay away from the starks, sir. old ned is quite fond of his family, β but thomas was no longer listening. he just needed the names. eyes still fixated on the girl, he put his cigarette out on the table beside them and left the group of men, glass in his other hand. he approached ned with an extended hand. β ned stark, it's a pleasure, β he gave a lingering glance to the red head. β thomas shelby, labor from small 'eath. β he then bowed his head respectfully to sansa, careful not to sidestep her father first.
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