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8-rae-rae-8 · 2 months

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CoD x TEW AU ??

Price as Sebastian Castellanos

Gaz as Joseph Oda

Graves as Juli Kidman

Soap as Tatiana Gutierrez

Roba as Ruvik (Ruben Victoriano)

Ghost as Leslie Withers

We're gunna get into Ghost and Roba first.

Now, picking Ghost to be Leslie is weird, right? I bet you think that's strange. But hear me out.

Leslie is tortured mentally, the game's main villain, Ruvik, is after him specifically.

Ghost has been tortured in every which way by the comic's main villain, Roba.

If you've watched gameplay, or have played TEW, then you know that Ruvik is supernatural of sorts. Fazing in and out of reality, speaking into someone's head, manipulating environment and terrain, can control hallucinations etc...

He's something unavoidable.

A little like how Roba is. There's no doubt Ghost is traumatized, he canonically is. Like Leslie, he cannot 'feel properly'.

Leslie has a multitude of disorders that causes that for him, and Ghost does too.

PTSD, Autism, Anxiety, to name a few.

Leslie is unknowingly running himself right into Ruvik's trap, having programmed the kid into going right where he wanted him because of fear.

And think. How does Roba get Ghost to win all this brawls? Fear. Fear of getting a worse punishment, fear of dying, fear of doing wrong. Roba got him to do what he wanted because of that, even if he didn't ever fully break the man.

Roba can control Ghost, like how Ruvik controls Leslie.

Graves as Juli Kidman

As the game progresses, you learn that Juli isn't working for the police, but a company called MOBIUS. She is an undercover operative, watching Sebastian and Joseph and trying to guide them into doing what the company wanted.

Sounds familiar.

MOBIUS would be either Shepherd or Shadow Company in this case.

Price as Sebastian Castellanos. It only makes sense.

Sebastian's daughter is dead, and his wife disappeared. He is sent into beacon mental hospital with Joseph and Juli, but they were unknowing of what she would do at that point. He is the main detective, their superior. He is an alcoholic and a smoker. (There's one scene where he almost dies and tries to go for a cigarette but his box is empty. He gets pissed) But, his coworker, Joseph, has been a rock, really.

In a few ways, I could see Gaz being Price's rock at times. Through hell or heaven, whatever he needed. He'd pick him up drunk from a bar and help him home if he needed to. There's gotta be horrors in Price's life outside of work, I'm sure of it.

Gaz as Joseph.

Joseph is one man Sebastian undoubtedly trusts, even after filing an IA report on him for being drunk on the job. But not because he didn't work well, but because he was a danger to himself.

There's times where Gaz steadies out Price as well, like when Laswell was taken and some parts of MW19.

Soap as Tatiana. This one was a hard pick, really. Between Gaz and Soap.

But in the end I pick Soap.

Tatiana is the women Price sees when he blacks out, or stares in a mirror (and gets teleported to a different place). She helps him with 'upgrades', some trauma, and weaponry. She helps with save slots as well. She's basically a checkpoint.

But she's also sassy and very experienced.

Like Soap. He also fucks around some and pretends to be a cunt.

That's.. that's about it- I might switch Soap and Gaz again

#CoD x TEW #call of duty #the evil within #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #sebastian castellanos #joseph oda #tatiana gutierrez #phillip graves #kyle gaz garrick #john price #leslie withers #ruvik #ruben victoriano #manuel roba #juli kidman

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shesbeenblessed · 2 years

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illmaticbaddie · 2 years

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#illmaticbaddie #model #tatiana elizabeth #Tatiana Elizabeth Price #style #luxury #fashion #baddie #vacation #beauty #black women in luxury

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merevide · 2 years

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#this is gonna be around $30/$40 i think but basically it’s a small price to pay #the face sculpt is so good and it’s a great figure #she-hulk #jennifer walters #tatiana maslany #she hulk series #my text

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bajhwotnkl · 20 hours

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#Tatiana Elizabeth Price

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evita-shelby · 3 months

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A Dull Party

Aka Eva/reader gets invited to the russian orgy and tommy gets pegged fic

Tommy x Eva/reader x Tatiana Petrovna

Cw: smut, nudity, unhealthy lifestyles, debauchery, a threesome, male receiving anal, pegging

Mdni/ 🔞

When he confessed to having considered sleeping with May, he should’ve known you wouldn’t just deny him sex until you felt better about it.

Tommy had seen the new lingerie and assumed you’d add salt to the wound by prancing around in it to remind him of your one rule.

If you fuck a whore, I will fuck a man before I leave. You hurt me, I will hurt you worse, Thomas Shelby.

This you had vowed with your hands wrapped around his prick to get your point across.

You promised him the world at a very low price, monogamy.

Easy, he’d been monogamous before. Greta had been the only woman he’d ever been loyal to until he met you.

And until he found himself alone with May lying about his marital status when she assumed he was unmarried, Tommy had never considered betraying you like that.

He hadn’t done it; he’d almost done it before you called telling him Arthur and Michael had been arrested and framed for Billy Kitchen’s murder.

You hadn’t known until you got it out of him when Tatiana Petrovna set her sights on you.

“The Duchess invited me to the orgy you neglected to tell me about, honey.” Your falsely sweet tone tells him he’s going to sleep in a guest room tonight. “Imagine my fucking surprise when I learned it from the Russian twat, dear husband of mine.”

“And have them leer at you and paw at you all night, I’m there for business, not pleasure, Evie.” He responds reminding you he doesn’t share either.

“So, am I, do you think you’re the only one of us involved in this mess?”

It’s not the end of the trouble, it is merely the beginning.

All the jokes die when the Russians demand you undress just as John and Arthur had.

Tommy’s this close to taking the offered vodka and making a poor man’s bomb out of it when she kneels and takes the knives in your garters sensually.

You keep your eyes on him with a wicked red smile as the Duchess continued her show, thinking you have a boring sex life.

The sapphire always looks better nestled between your bare tits, something he knows better than the affluent people here. If they knew the sort of games the two of you play, they’d throw a better party.

“Such beauty, you cannot even tell she gave him two children already.” The duchess caressed you, playing with your nipples and forcing everyone to see how she turned you on with the finesse of a maestro.

“These may stay on for now.” The mad woman reached the too short knickers made entirely with see through tulle and lace. “She won’t need them later, right, Mr. Shelby?”

Temptation in the flesh, so tempting Tommy briefly considers fratricide when his brothers are forced to see what only belongs to him.

They’re only half-joking, he’d told Arthur. This was a test of his commitment to the cause, a fucking cause he knows isn’t worth the money they’re getting.

“Your orgy would have been a failure if I didn’t lose every stitch of clothing, your grace. The last orgy I attended left me in such a state I left with one of my conquest’s underwear.” You answer for him driving the Russians’ attention back to you, you love being naked, a thing he only enjoys when it’s just for him.

Tommy has no idea if you are shitting with him, or you were as crazy as these fuckers are.

Both, your smile says, always both, darling.

You have not seen this sort of debauchery since you hosted a drug and alcohol fueled orgy during the summer solstice of 1918 to celebrate the Xochipilli and Xochiquetzal.

Of course, yours was much more tasteful and none were coerced, underpaid, and mistreated servants. No wonder the Communists were so thorough in their takeover.

The people stare and try to get your attention, but Tommy stakes his claim on you by refusing to let you wander away no matter what Tatiana tries.

“Once you marry a Shelby, you belong to them until you die.” Tommy said and the duchess believes him.

“The more the merrier then.” She said with that mad look in her eyes and allows you to dress again.

You’ve met people like her, drunk on their power and money until they die in a crash of pretty glass and blood on the cobblestone below a high balcony. In fact, you had aspired to be the beautiful and tragic creature dead on the ground.

But now your eyes have opened and the dense fog in your head has cleared.

And now that you’ve arrived at the stronghold with the jewels, you are even less impressed by these parasites with worthless titles.

“Couldn’t trust me to be professional, eh, Shelby? Had to bring your posh wife too?” Alfie is more interesting than the phony jewels they’ll offer.

“Oh, Mr. Solomons, can’t call it a party unless I am here, and I won’t be leaving until I get another Fabergé egg for my collection and have a good fuck in this dull party.” You bare your teeth through your smile, already tasting their fear in the air as they present you with paste instead of stone.

They just had to ask, didn’t they?

“It’s quite dull, much like the jewels, I am afraid. My husband won’t let me fuck anyone but him and now perhaps I shall punish him to be bored with me, dearest Tatiana.” You say lounging in only your tiny drawers and the sapphire now accompanied by a gaudy paste thing they tried to pass off as real.

“Might make an exception to share him with you, if you show me something that will make it worth the new lingerie.” You are resting your naked legs on your husband’s lap as you eye Tatiana, knowing exactly how you will get the night you came here for.

She wants to fuck your husband; all people want to. You don’t share, your selfish and spoiled ways from before the war have never left and you don’t plan to leave them now.

Now you were shown the only good place for an orgy in this old shell of a house.

The private chapel in all its glory.

Nothing gets you wet like mocking the god in whom you do not believe.

“Better?” the unhinged Russian noblewoman says as she shut the door behind the three of you.

And it was.

“Haven’t fucked a woman since ’18, and my dear husband refuses my offer of adding one to the mix, you know. Thinks I might leave him for her if he does.” A lie, Tommy just thinks it’s a test of his loyalty.

“And would you?” Tatiana asks, dark eyes glittering in the candlelight as you take the initiative and show your husband this is a one-time offer only.

One night to give into their fantasies with the Russian twat and leave him in a state where he will be glad you don’t share.

“Women are too wet for me; men are so nice and dry.” You giggle and pull her into a kiss relishing the way your husband looks on to this sordid entertainment.

Been so long since you’ve tasted lipstick and felt the softness of a woman against you. If the night ends better than it began, you might consider letting Tommy add May or even whichever woman crosses his path next have one taste of heaven before you send them to hell.

“Have you ever fucked a man like man fucks a woman, Mrs. Shelby?” the story of the priest in Tsibli forgotten in her need to appear much more interesting than you, who are nothing more than another dime a dozen wife.

Oh, how wrong she is, but you let her interest you as she reaches for a box holding the most beautiful set of dilators, carved to look like the real thing and one even resembled Tommy’s cock.

Even better it came with the harness you’d tried in Mexico, the one that let a woman fuck another with the wooden cock. A thrilling thing, the reversal of power where you are given the position of a man.

Something you have been dying to try out with Tommy after you discovered you were not the first to explore his asshole.

There is a clear no in Tommy’s eyes, but if this business were to go without a hitch, especially now that Tatiana wanted to change things up for the thrill of it, they must go along with it.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise.” You say repeating the words he told you when he convinced you to let him fuck your ass. You had enjoyed it, you were far more adventurous in bed than him, and those few times he wanted to do something different were never disappointing. “You can even fuck her to your heart’s content in exchange for this one little measly gift, my love.”

He nods as if he ever had a chance to say no.

Maybe if you hadn’t opened your wicked mouth the two of you would be pretending erotic asphyxiation was new and exotic. But you had and now you feel your toes curl at just the sight of Tommy fucking Tatiana against the prie-dieu and his most sacred hole exposed to your devilry.

Nothing you’ve done before can ever match up to this, you think as you fuck your husband as he rails the woman no longer speaking English at the merciless pace you’ve set.

A religious experience in every sense of the word.

“We’re never doing this again.” Tommy vows in Romani as you leave the place wearing someone else’s dress and the mink coat Tatiana gave you in exchange for your diamond encrusted knives.

“And we won’t, I promise.” You say knowing you’ll receive a perfect replica of Tommy’s cock and a harness tailored to your measurements once the Duchess leaves for Austria with her cut of the money.

#eva smith shelby #tommy shelby x oc #tommy shelby x wife! reader #tatiana petrovna #thomas shelby x oc #thomas shelby fanfic #evacore #peaky blinders smut

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mosneakers · 4 months

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With a sudden "POOF!" A frenzied bat emerges from a thick cloud of black smoke, in the middle of Mira's office, promptly morphing into the stoic, pale figure that is Tatiana Salas.

Tatiana: Sweetheart, you know your father used to say, "too much sugar will rot your teeth!"

Mira: Mom? What are you doing here? ...Uninvited? How the hell did you get in? I know I have garlic strung above the entrance...

Tatiana pauses, then perches on the edge of the coffee table.

Tatiana: It's astonishing what some of these Sparrow children can be persuaded to do for the right price. You weren't... trying to keep me away... were you?

Mira feels her stomach flip.

Mira: No, Mom, I wasn't trying to keep you away. The garlic is just a Spooky Day decoration. Although, now I'm considering making it a permanent fixture, if you're going to make a habit out of showing up unannounced.

Tatiana: [Chuckles] Mira, what secrets are you harboring that my spontaneous arrivals cause you such distress? Your wife is in Brindleton Bay, for her Grandfather's birthday, isn't that right? Or could it be, you're concerned about me stumbling upon something between you and the eldest Sparrow daughter?

Mira: [Without missing a beat] I don't know what you're talking about.

Tatiana: Mira, I am no fool. You've abandoned our family business to work for hers. She's very recently taken on your surname.

Mira: She's a Darling, too. She changed her last name to honor her Grandparents.

Tatiana: Right after you adopted the Darling name? My dear, she's a prominent public figure, and she isn't exactly discreet about her name change. Mira, her photograph is framed on your beautifully constructed piano shelf. It's high time to be honest with me, Mira.

Mira: I... [sigh] Alright. There's been something between us for a while, and, well, we recently married in Tartosa.

Tatiana: Tartosa? Are you implying this occurred during your honeymoon with Coraleye?

Mira: Yes mom. But it's not some scandalous affair or whatever, okay? Coraleye knows all about it, and we have an understanding.

Tatiana: I see. But your marriage with Coraleye remains stable, correct?

Mira: Yes mom, of course.

Tatiana: Mira, as long as this arrangement doesn't threaten your union with your wife, then I support it wholeheartedly. In fact, I see it as a progressive step, aligning with the values I advocate for in my campaign for diverse families.

Mira: [Sigh] You're right. I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. It's just that this whole situation feels so high stakes, and I knew it was important to you.

Tatiana: I understand where you're coming from, sweetheart. I apologize for any pressure I may have put on you... Always remember, you can confide in me about anything. You know, in our pre-revival era, we had a distant uncle who entered a polygamous marriage. He, too, married a set of cousins.

Mira: Wow, really? Did he live a happy life with them?

Tatiana: No, not at all. The cousins fought constantly, leading the uncle to take his own miserable life, then the cousins killed one another in a fit of rage.

Mira: I refuse to accept that as foreshadowing.

#ts4 #sims 4 #the sims 4 #ts4 story #MD4season10 #MD4 #GIF #Mira Darling #Tatiana Salas #Henford on Bagley #suicide mention #violence mention

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putitonmydash · 10 months

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Tatiana Elizabeth Price

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luckythings · 7 months

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#Tatiana Elizabeth #Tatiana Price #ANTM

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bey0nd-1he-stars · 1 year

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Impossible love - Nikolai Lantsov

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Part 2

Pairing: Nikolai Lantsov x reader, Vasily Lantsov x reader

Wordcount: 1467

Warnings: implied smut, implied sexual assault, crying, heartbreaking ending (sorry not sorry)

Summary: You're getting married to Vasily, but your heart belongs to Nikolai. Based on this request:

The chapel was filled with people from all over the world. Councilmen from Kerch, the royal family of both Novy Zem and Shu han, the Suli princesses and almost every one of the dukes of Ravka and their families, a few Fjerdan delegates, they all occupied the benches in the chapel. The king’s advisors, the Grisha from the little palace and the royal family occupied the front rows. Vasily and you stood at the altar, he was wearing an elegant white suit, medals pinned to the front of his jacket and his dark curls slicked back. Your white wedding dress complimented you well and your hair was put together and decorated with silk bands in the light blue color that represented the Lantsov family.

You finished your vows with a shaky voice. Your eyes wanted to wander the room, to find anything to look at that wasn’t Vasily, or Saints forbid, Nikolai. You knew that if your eyes found his hazel ones you’d never get the words out. You gave a short nod when the last word was uttered and the apparat declared your marriage sealed. Vasily was smiling like a maniac and he hastily grabbed your waist, pulling you against him and pressing a messy kiss to your lips. The action caught you by surprise and you gasped for air in the middle of the kiss. With a low voice so no one would hear him over the applause, Vasily growled against your lips, “kiss me back, you fool.”

Not wanting to mess something up, you carefully wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back. It was your wedding, for saints sake, you should be happy. You should be crying tears of happiness and kissing your now husband like there was no tomorrow. But all you could think about was how it was all so wrong. This reception felt wrong, the dress felt wrong, the ring on your finger felt wrong, the kiss felt wrong. When you opened your eyes and got once again reminded who was standing in front of you, your heart broke. With a subtle glance to the side, you found Nikolai’s gaze telling you that he felt the exact same.

The gardens had been decorated and rows and rows of tables and elegant chairs had been placed out for the guests. A table for the royal family stood in the front. Servants ran around placing out different dishes and drinks for the guests. King Alexander and Queen Tatiana sat to Vasily’s right, you to his left and to your left sat Nikolai. The closeness of him made your heart pound and break at the same time. Vasily’s hand grasped yours then he placed your intertwined ones on top of the table. A gift table stood at the far end of the table. It was covered in presents, each and every one of them reminding you that you’d actually married Vasily. A political move, all show, but Vasily still seemed to find pleasure in it. After all, he loved to take things his brother loved out of his reach, and you were the grandest price he’d ever get to take, the one thing that would break Nikolai’s heart for real.

The feast for you and Vasily lasted the whole day. The summer nights brought late sunsets and the world bathed in the sun’s last beams right now. Your feet hurt from walking in heels the whole day and the dress was heavy on your shoulders. When the feast was over and you all started to make your way inside the grand palace to get some well earned rest. You feared for the night to come, knowing you probably wouldn’t get much sleep. Vasily had other plans, and even though he hadn’t voiced them to you, you knew what he wanted.

Nikolai took your hand and pulled you aside from the crowd, hiding away behind the bushes and trees. He glanced around to see if anyone was in sight, and when he saw that no one had followed you, he quickly wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest and pressing you into him. The warmth from his body radiated off of him and spread to yours. You let yourself fall into him, taking the comfort he offered. If it was the feelings inside of you or the tiredness of today’s events that did it, you didn’t know, but you burst down in tears the second Nikolai pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. Your makeup got ruined and it would probably stain his clothes, but neither of you cared. Nikolai gently pulled away to look you in the eyes.

“It’ll be okay. Whatever happens, I’ll be by your side,” he promised with a soft voice and another kiss to your temple. You pulled away from his embrace and whipped your tears away, shaking your head in protest.

“No, you won't. I’ll be stuck beside Vasily and you’ll just be out of reach, watching.”

Nikolai’s heart broke and shattered at your words. You both knew it was true, but not until today had it seemed like it would actually happen. Not until today did he believe that you would ever belong to anyone else than him. But you both needed to stay hopeful. Maybe one day, it would solve itself and you would once again be by Nikolai’s side. The thought was in your prayers every night and day.

“You’ll survive this,” he said gently, taking your hands in his again, needing to have you close, if just for a few mere seconds until you’d have to return to the palace, to Vasily. The thought made him sick to the stomach of what his brother might do to you on your wedding night. “We’ll survive this,” he vowed and closed his eyes, trying his hardest to prevent the tears from falling from his eyes. You just stood there, watching as Nikolai’s hope slowly faded from his heart. You both knew that what you two had wasn’t possible anymore, and nothing had ever broken your heart more. The love of your life was standing in front of you, your hands in his, his beautiful hazel eyes filled with tears and his heart breaking into pieces. You both knew that there was nothing that could save you now, and the knowledge only made it hurt more. You drew a shaky breath and gave his hands a gentle squeeze before uttering the words that you’d dreaded since the day you were informed that you’d be married off to Vasily.

“I’m married to your brother,” your voice cracked and you drew a hasty, uneven breath. Your tears and breath were stuck in your throat and your hands shook. “I can’t be yours anymore and I never will be.” Nikolai let go of your hands and turned around, not bearing to look at you anymore. Your beautiful wedding dress and a white veil in your hair. A grand wedding ring on your finger. Nikolai had dreamt many times about the day you’d get married, and that day was here. It had passed and it left you both with broken hearts. You watched as Nikolai carefully sat down on the ground, his knees giving out under him. You knew that if you stayed any longer you would never be able to walk away but you couldn’t bring yourself to move. Carefully you placed a hand on Nikolai’s shoulder, and he broke down. He gasped for breath, his face buried in his hands and his whole body shook under your hand. His blond hair was messy now and the suit he was wearing had gotten small stains all over. But he was beautiful. He was perfect. He was a prince. He was perfectly beautiful Nikolai, but he wasn’t yours. You drew a shaky breath, breaking your own heart in the process, then you let your broken voice carry out the words, your last words, before you knew you had to go.

“I don’t wanna go,” you whispered, your voice not strong enough to speak any louder. “I don’t wanna go, but I love you too much to stay.” With that you slowly let your hand fall from his shoulder, resting your fingertips on the silk fabric for as long as you could. When your hand returned to your side, you gasped for breath, not believing that you’d let him go.

“Go,” Nikolai rasped out,”leave. Please,” he begged in a desperate whisper. You nodded, even though he couldn’t see you. He heard as your steps carried you away towards a night that would leave you bruised and broken. He looked up and watched the moment the sun slipped beneath the horizon, and the only thing he could think of was that it was way too beautiful.

Part 2

Part 2 has a happy ending, I promise

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mary-fantg · 1 month

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How do you think Thomas would be if he had stayed married to Grace for 10 years?

Hello 👋An interesting question, what Tommy would have been like if Grace had been alive.....I think it would be not easy for them to be together, given the ambition, intelligence and leadership of each of them. But love, respect and admiration for each other would help them find compromises. I see that Tommy, 10 years later, still has two sides of his business (I think the opium trade has a place to be), with an emphasis on legal business, he is also a member of Parliament, also the leader of a political party, I think he is the same successful man as we see him in s6. But in his life there is a safe haven, his cozy home, his place of strength, a source of warmth and common sense, this is his home with Grace and the children. I think in 10 years they would have had a lot of children (at least three), they travel a lot, have their own stud farm, are actively engaged in secular life (although Thomas does not like it, but the position obliges), charity and education of their children. He is more confident, gentle, calm, he finds time to sleep and rest, he is loved, caressed, it gives him strength, he has a own beacon in life.

Grace is his right-hand man, colleague, friend, companion, she is on the board of directors of the Shelby Ltd. They argue, quarrel, violently discuss important decisions, but always quickly soften up, talk to each other and make up hotly at night 🥰

The rest of the Shelby family live as they were shown to us at the beginning of s4.

Lizzie is fired after the incident with the Italians in s3.

In fact, a live Grace would not have interfered with the storylines of all subsequent seasons in any way. It would have been necessary to simply exclude Tommy's intimate relationships with Tatiana, Jesse and Diana, while retaining these characters in the narrative. And the confrontation of Tommy's duets/Grace and Mosley/Diana would be just great, considering how smart and beautiful Grace is. She would have tucked Diana into her belt in two counts. I think the author was just too lazy to work out the character of Grace and the arc of their relationship with Tommy properly. In an interview, he himself admitted that there are a lot of characters and he does not have time to pay attention to everyone. Although I understand that it would be a completely different story. Tommy would be happy, and this is probably not right and not fair, given his lifestyle and criminal activities. But it would have been possible to invent Grace's death at the end of the series, instead of the story with Ruby, and this would have been the logical conclusion of Tommy's happiness, his loss, retribution and his pain for the rest of his life. Maybe the death of his children else. To show that everything in life has a price, you have to pay for everything. And no amount of money will help you buy off the sins of the past.

#tommy x grace #peacky blinders #grace shelby #tommy shelby #Why not #We definitely need another version of this show

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