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peteneems · 1 year
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mctna2019 · 1 month
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Every time Tommy Shelby is called a gypsy, I'm reminded of the times when Seon-ho was called a bastard. the similarity of the case is that both of them appear completely indifferent and cold-hearted.
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nineties-effect · 1 year
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aliceindaisychains999 · 3 months
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Kraft's Nickeloden Promotion (1998)
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florasletter · 1 year
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Sharing Dreams, Building Worlds: Christopher Nolan pushes buttons at CinemaCon with new look at Oppenheimer
by Gemma Gracewood - 27 APR 2023
“His story is both true and nightmare and his story offers no easy answers, but it offers some of the most fascinating and interesting paradoxes that I’ve ever encountered.” —⁠Christopher Nolan
At the world’s most important gathering of cinema owners, there is perhaps no presentation more closely watched than that of Christopher Nolan, whom many suspect was born with the big screen experience knitted into his DNA.
And Nolan certainly charmed the world’s movie theater managers with his words at CinemaCon in Las Vegas this week, comparing their livelihood to his mega-hit, Inception: “I was here some years ago to unveil footage of the film we made about a very fanciful dream-sharing technology, and I think it's taken me these intervening years to realize that there is already a wonderful dream-sharing technology—and it’s owned and run by you.”
Fine minds, pushing buttons
Nolan took the stage during Universal’s presentation to preview a few minutes from Oppenheimer, his big-screen biopic of physicist J. Robert Oppenheimer, who had a pivotal role in developing the atomic bomb that devastated the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki near the end of World War II. “Like it or not, J. Robert Oppenheimer is the most important person who ever lived,” Nolan told the CinemaCon attendees. “He made the world we live in, for better or for worse, and his story has to be seen to be believed.”
It’s a dramatic, high-stakes tale of paradoxes and ethical questions, said Nolan. “Picture the finest minds in the country in a desperate race against the Nazis to harness the power of the atom in World War II. Picture those same minds realizing that when they come to test that first device, there’s a possibility, however remote, that they can’t rule out that they might set fire to the atmosphere and destroy the entire world. And yet they go ahead and they push that button anyway.”
Going large in (mostly) full color
Oppenheimer, filmed by Hoyte van Hoytema with Cillian Murphy in the title role and a cast including Florence Pugh, Benny Safdie and Emily Blunt, opens on July 21 amidst a blockbuster season stacked with Guardians, Barbies and Kens, Spider-Men, Transformers, Turtles and yet another impossible mission.
Among these summer cinematic confections, Nolan’s is a heavy, heavy interloper—and that doesn’t faze him. Instead, it’s an invitation to up the Premium Large Format ante, in the hopes that audiences will be encouraged to watch Oppenheimer’s story in the most immersive form they can access. (Indeed, the film is on 200,000 Letterboxd watchlists.)
“I wanted to be there in that room with him and see what that must have been like. I wanted to take the audience there and to do so, I’ve assembled the most incredible cast and the finest technicians shooting on large-format IMAX film, both color and black and white—not too much black and white, don’t worry!”
Back to charming cinema owners and their customers, Nolan declared himself “extraordinarily grateful” for the imaginations of audiences, and for the access that theaters provide to them. “You are, ultimately, our final partners who are making this film. Films take years to make and we spend a lot of time in the studio arguing about who’s in control. And then we hand the control to you because the projectionist has final cut, as we all know.”
‘Oppenheimer’ opens in cinemas on July 21, 2023.  
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comfortfoodcontent · 2 years
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save90snick · 2 months
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Happy anniversary to The Mystery Files of Shelby Woo!
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evita-shelby · 9 months
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Happy wife, Happy life
Or Tommy gets drunk and assumes his wife is someone else so he sleeps on the floor instead
For @runnning-outof-time with the prompt 34) “I didn’t get your name.”
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The sight of Tommy, this new Tommy who is always in control at all times, drunk as hell and stumbling into the bedroom, is a sight for sore eyes.
It is the old him, the one who laughed and loved horses and had ambition but not the sort to get you murdered by the Crown's most evil men.
“Did you have fun tonight, love?” You ask as your husband of four years stripped down to join you in bed.
“Sorry, sweetheart, I am sure you’re a catch, but I got a wife.” He answers, perfectly serious too and lies down on the floor after taking his pillow with him.
You can’t help but laugh and tease him. Not like he’ll remember this tomorrow.
“Oh, so you’d rather sleep on the floor instead of your bed, Mr. Shelby?” you ask letting you arm hang over the edge of the bed and just low enough to bop his nose.
He hates it, and rolls his eyes at your immaturity.
“Yeah, happy wife happy life.” Tommy responds as if it made all the sense in the world.
Good boy, you say and he thanks you for the praise and rejects your advances while he’s at it.
“What if I told you your wife was in bed and can’t sleep without you with her?” you ask while you lightly pester him in ways only you did.
“Mhm, she’d shoot me if she caught me in bed with another woman, especially you.” He turned on his side and you paused as you raked your fingers through his mop of dark hair.
You.
Was there another tramp trying to woo him away from you?
You knew from the beginning that every woman here would sign off on their firstborn to be in his bed, and sell their soul to the devil to be in your shoes.
You were jealous, so much so that when he left for France you told him he could fuck a whore so long as you got to fuck a fella in return.
Your threat saved him from a bout of gonorrhea which Barney got from a whore who gave it to every man in the battalion save for Tommy.
“She doesn’t have to know,” you say keeping up the act so you know which woman you have to scare away from your fucking husband.
Couldn’t these ladies see the wedding band in his finger?
“She will, you aren’t exactly doing yourself any favors working in the pub, Miss. Miss?” Tommy faltered forgetting the name of the mousy barmaid. Looked like Jane Seymour , with that holier-than-thou face that got Anne Boleyn short of a head. “Sorry, I didn’t get your name.”
“Grace. Grace Burgess.” You filled in the blanks and knew you’d make the blonde bitch leave Birmingham and scurry the fuck back to Belfast or your name isn’t Y/N Shelby.
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mctna2019 · 1 month
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Tommy Shelby uses opium and alcohol to sleep. he also has nightmare and can't sleep enough.
Me: it looks familiar for me. who else was like him?
My mind: that person ... that lovely and alone person....
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mydear-corinthian · 9 days
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Bait || Shelby family x reader
Synopsis: Reader went out partying and the Shelby family's enemy attacked her. Pairing: Shelby family x sister! reader Warnings: ANGST w/ comfort, reader gets injured badly, mentions of blood, stabbing, and violence, swearing Notes: rushed :C, gif is mine Click here to find the MAIN Masterlist Click here to find the PEAKY BLINDERS Masterlist
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It was just a usual night in Small Heath. Due to the boredom, you decided to go outside and maybe have a little fun.
You dressed up. A long gold dress decorated your body. A feathered hat decorated your head. And a few pearl jewelry shined your neck, arms, and ears. Grabbing your gold colour purse, you exited your room, spiraling down the wooden stairs of your family's house.
As you went down, Polly saw you. "Where you going, love?" she asked, smiling.
Grabbing a cigarette stick, you placed it on your lips, leaning to Polly as your aunt was also about to light her long black stick of the cancerous stick. "Party, Aunt Pol. I'm getting bored staying in this house," you replied, your cigarette finally lit.
The matriarch of the family took a puff of her cigarette, her serious eyes locked on yours. 
"Where? Who's going with you?" Polly asked.
"Oh, Aunt Pol.., I'll be fine. It's just 2 streets away from here. I'll be home at 2 am."
"Take care and enjoy love," she smiled, opening the door of the house's entrance, allowing you to exit the house.
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The only real issue was that you were wearing heels on the short walk from the house to the party location. Warm lights and vehicles adorned the spacious mansion. The estate was packed with elegantly dressed people in suits. You headed straight to the mansion's bar as soon as you got there and ordered a drink for yourself. Your heels reverberated against the bar's porcelain tiles. Men made up the majority of the crowd, and they were all too busy chatting, drinking, and trying to find women to satisfy their lusts.
"Whiskey, please," you ordered. You sat down just in front of the barman, glancing at everyone while waiting for your drink.
There were a few faces, you knew them because of your brother, Tommy and some were rich clients from the betting shop.
Finally, the barman gently placed a glass of whiskey in front of you. "Your drink, Madam."
You thanked him, picked up the glass, and sipped, letting the alcohol wash over your mouth. After placing a couple more drink orders, you made your way to the dance floor and started to dance energetically to the loud music being played. You moved your hips in time with the song's tune. You're waving your arms in the air. As you danced with the women, the dance floor was filled with a chorus of woos and laughs. Drinks were chugged into your system in tremendous amounts.
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You excused yourself and your new friends to go the restroom after a few hours of nonstop drinking and dancing. You were relieved that after eating at your place for a few hours, despite having numerous drinks, you were sober. You reapplied your clothing and your cherry lipstick as you straightened your hair in front of the big mirror. It's almost two, you realize as you glance at your pocket watch. Because you're the kind of person who takes responsibility seriously, is mature, and always arrives on time, Polly wasn't concerned about you going out late to party. After gathering your belongings, you put them back into your golden handbag and head out of the bathroom.
Finally saying goodbye to your new girlfriends, your heels found their way to the mansion's exit. Since you were sober already, you decided to take a walk back home.
As you walk through the dark streets of Birmingham, you cannot help but feel uneasy. You felt like you weren't alone at all. You felt that someone or somebody was following you.
And you were right.
Reaching for your pocket gun, you tried to protect yourself from the person who was following you by looking over your shoulder. You were too late, though. You were forcefully grabbed by two men, one of whom disarmed your gun. You were trapped against the wall by two rough pairs of arms, your head hitting the rocky concrete. Particularly on your stomach, you felt something cold and sharp graze your flesh, and the pain eventually got intolerable.
"What the fuck do you want!" you panted weakly, feeling a warm liquid drip on the side of your stomach.
"Just.. sending a message to your git brother," the low Irish accent sent shivers down your spine.
Campbell.
On the other hand, Polly was at the dining table, a cigarette in her hand as she watched the clock tick.
It was already past 2 and she started to get worried. You always come home on time - not even a minute late.
Polly hurriedly went to the telephone and dialed Tommy's number, her fingers shivering.
"Hello?"
"Tommy,"
"Pol? Why are you calling at this hour?"
"I-it's (y/n). She's not home yet and I'm starting to get worried. Oh God, Tommy. What if something happened to her?" Polly stammered, holding the telephone pole tightly.
"Not at home? I'll call John and Arthur." Tommy replied before ending the call.
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You tried to move and get out from their touch but due to the injury that you had, you were getting weaker.
"Tell your fucking boss to fuck off!" you hollered, heaving due to the pain down your stomach.
Punches rained down on you so hard you were gasping for air and screaming in pain as two strong fists crashed into your stomach and chest. Every blow sent waves of pain through your body, causing your legs to buckle and your breath to come in short, frantic gasps. Every strike was brutal, breaking your will and power in the process.
During the cruel assault, a fresh, burning pain suddenly appeared in your abdomen. Compared to previous experiences, this feeling was sharper and stronger. Frightened, you looked down to see the sparkle of a blade pressing against your body again. The man with the knife was cautious, taking his time as he carved the initials "C.C" into your flesh. The letters were an endless source of pain and abuse burned into your mind.
Dizziness was starting to get worse and worse but you paid no mind as you built up all of your strength to get up and grab your gun that was thrown on the cold hard bricks of the dark alley. Your cold fingertips pulled the trigger, emptying the bullet chamber by shooting them non-stop.
Two bodies were now on the cold floor, both lifeless, and their blood pooling out of their bodies, mixing with the hard concrete.
"You don't fuck with the Peaky Blinders."
Taking a deep breath at what happened, you stood up but moaned in pain after you felt the cuts and bruises all over your body. Looking down at your stomach, your dress was slit and filled with your blood.
"Jesus Christ," you muttered. Leaving your bag alone and limply walked back to the house.
Every step was a painful fight and the walk seemed to go on forever. Your back was laden with weight, and the pressure turned your spine into a throbbing rod of agony. Your single shoe scraped the uneven sidewalk, causing sharp pains to shoot through your leg with each step. As you struggled to remain straight the world around you became hazy and wobbly, and your vision became less sharp at the edges. You could feel consciousness sliding away, hovering on the edge of darkness, and every breath was a strained gasp. If you returned home without passing out, you were quite lucky.
Thankfully, you did.
Your bloodied palm opened the silver-colored knob, twisting it, and opened the door with all of your might.
There Polly was, looking at you with widened eyes. She ran towards you immediately, checking up on you.
"Dear God (y/n)! What happened to you?!"
Your body became weak due to a lack of strength in your muscles. You had a really pale face. Your dress was stained and damaged by your blood, and your hair is disheveled. Your aunt's voice fades more and further, the walls in your head beginning to swirl. After that, all you could see was darkness.
Polly caught you before your head contact with the wooden floor. Your arm limped on her touch.
The whole Shelby family including Michael, arrived at the doorstep, looking at the scene in front of them with their eyes locked and widened.
"Help me out here!"
As Polly commanded, everyone went inside. Tommy, John, and Arthur carried you gently before placing you on the dinner table that was filled with glasses and plates. Tommy removed the items on the table before Arthur placed you there. Michael and Ada quickly grabbed the first aid kit that was inside the kitchen room's wooden cabinet.
When Polly teared up your dress, she gasped.
"C.C.. Fucking Campbell," Polly's voice hissed, seeing the carved initials on your stomach, bleeding harshly.
Your breaths started to get faint and weaker, your body started to get cold.
"Stay with me, (y/n)," Ada whispered between sobs as she watched Polly do something with your wounds and help her aunt hand out the supplies that she needed.
"Fuck.. Fuck!" Tommy shouted, walking in circles as he rubbed his temples harshly.
"Arthur, John, Finn, Michael, find Campbell immediately!" he ordered.
"Bring me back his fucking head."
Michael and the brothers moved quickly, their actions a blur of rage and anger. They took immediate action after realizing this. With a mixture of terror and determination, their hands trembled as they took out their firearms from their pockets. The icy steel of the weapons was comforting, a guarantee of justice for the wrongs done.
They left the home without saying anything, the wooden door slamming shut behind them with a loud crash. They were barely aware of the sharp, biting night air. Their only thought was to locate the person who was responsible for this. 
"She isn't even part of this fucking shit and yet she was targeted,"
Polly's eyes shot daggers with Tommy's blue orbs while her hands focused on healing up the wounds all over your stomach.
"You better fucking catch him, Tommy."
As soon as Polly's done patching you up, she stormed out in front of her nephew, disappointed at him.
"I'll look out for (y/n). You heard Aunt Pol, catch that bastard," Ada said, fixing up the used cotton and alcohol before throwing it out.
Tommy sighed as he exited the house. Looking for the man who did this to you.
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You woke up with the sunlight beaming on you. Looking at your surroundings, you noticed where you were right away.
Slowly, you tried getting up but your body fell again, moaning in pain.
"Easy, (y/n). Don't move, your wounds are still fresh," Ada said, slowly guiding your back to allow you to lie down comfortably.
"A-Ada, I was so scared... I didn't know what was going on.."
Your eyes were starting to get wet until tears were dropping down your cheeks as you recalled what happened last night.
You were so traumatized. You didn't want to remember again. 
And that time, you knew that remembering is a curse.
"You're safe now, love. We're here now," Polly said, her arms locked with yours, giving you a comforting smile.
The door opened, and your brothers were there.
They immediately greeted you and asked how you were.
"God, love. I'm sorry that happened to you," your oldest brother, Arthur, said, gently combing your hair with his rough fingertips.
"It's okay, Arthur. I'm fine now,"
"We got him already," Finn remarked.
The gang leader showed up, his coat hanging on the chair. His footsteps echoed in the room as he approached you, placing his palms on your head.
"How are you now?" he asked, sighing.
"Fucking scared, Tom. I nearly died! This is fucked up."
"I know, (y/n). I know."
Polly stood up in the middle of the small argument, shutting the both of you. Her fists curl up like a ball, her brows knit together.
"Let her rest first, Tom. She had enough already," she said.
"I'm sorry," he apologized softly before exiting the house.
Tommy felt simply anger and guilt. Even though his sister isn't involved in the business, she was the one targeted. She's currently in there getting better from the physical and emotional trauma she recently went through.
"You're safe now, love." Polly gave you a comforting smile before asking the other Shelby siblings for breakfast. 
"Thank you, Aunt Pol."
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dearshelby · 1 year
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Between the cross and the sword | T.S
Summary: After Tommy's plan of setting a marriage between John and Esme fails, he needs to find allies to fight the Lee's kin and have his back when he betray Billy Kimber. The solution to his problem might be the pretty lady from the Garrison lane he's been trying to pursue since his teenage years.
A/N: Milestone celebration? Tommy x widow? The road to peace? Never heard of them, please enjoy this random idea I came up with :⁠^⁠)
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Chapter 1: Love and business
The Shelbys arrived in Small Heath through the canal. The January boat carried two generations, the first were Edmund, his wife Birdie and their children, Arthur and Pollyanna. The second were Arthur's wife, Adeline, and the children, Arthur Jr. and Thomas.
None of them imagined that someday the Shelby name would rule (and terrify) the neighborhood, because when they arrived, another family already ruled the place.
The Clifton's kin had an awful reputation, although those who were close to them claimed they were good people. The rumors quickly interested Edmund, who wanted not only a place to settle for, but also a prolific land to plant the seeds of his ambition.
Getting close to the head of the family, Mr. Ned Clifton, wasn't an easy task, but any recluse or austerity from the man wouldn't survive the characteristic Shelby charm. After all, both men had the same goals, to provide their families the best they could.
At first, business was the only thing to unite the clams, Ned understood money while Edmund knew all about horses. Eventually, a successful betting shop was opened side-by-side with the Shelby's house, the Garrison pub was opened on the same street as the Clifton's house and a strong friendship blossomed from the partnership.
Since the heads of the families got close, the rest did too. Three generations of Clifton's and Shelby's were always seen together on the streets: Edmund with Ned, Arthur with Joseph and Arthur Jr and Thomas with Y/N and her sister Amelia.
Everything went happily until the death of Birdie Shelby. The woman carried the kin's heart in her hands and her demise soon took Adeline with her, she couldn't handle the absence of someone she was so close with and soon after many spiritual sessions, she drowned herself in the canal. Not much after Adeline's death, Arthur ran away from Birmingham without looking back, leaving Arthur Jr., Thomas, John, Ada and Finn for Polly to look after.
Suddenly, life wasn't so good anymore, but the families remained friends. With the passing of time, Edmund also met his end. Immersed in sorrow and grief, Thomas became even more fond of Y/N since she knew everything that happened in his life and always offered support.
Unfortunately, his affections were never reciprocated. Tommy tried to woo her by giving gifts, taking her to dinners, being affectionate and promising to look after her, to be a better husband than his father ever was, but her answer was always the same.
At last, the great war ravaged Europe, killing the country's hope, Tommy's sweetness and Y/N Clifton's father.
Tommy bit his finger trying to find a solution to his brand new problem. He wanted to invade John's house and beat the stupidity out of him, Tommy had explained exactly what would happen if he refused to marry Esme, but the youngest didn't care at all, recklessly turning his back on the Lees.
Ashamed and smoldering with rage, Tommy had to explain to Zilpha that the marriage wouldn't happen, therefore neither the alliance between families, the war would not only carry on, but would become bloodier.
A thousand possibilities ran in his head, if Zilpha told his plan of betraying Billy Kimber to other families he'd lose many allies and if that were the case, the Shelbys might as well say goodbye to Small Heath.
Guzzling down his whiskey glass, Tommy tried to remember anyone who could support him, he knew he didn't have the muscle to fight the Lees, Kimber and all their allies. He needed help.
Then, it occurred to him, the light at the end of the tunnel, he had someone willing to support him, perhaps not powerful as he was before, but blindly loyal to their fraternity.
The way to Ned Clifton's house was fast and filled with ideas. Tommy had the agenda in his head while knocking on Ned's door.
"Going!" he heard Amelia's voice, then Ned dismissing her, "It's alright, alright!" 
The door revealed an elderly man leaning on a walking stick. He narrowed his eyes before recognising who was in front of him.
"Tommy boy!" Ned greeted, "How are you? Come in!" 
"How are you?" he greeted and entered the house.
The place hadn't changed much from the last time Tommy was there. His heart beat stronger at the pictures of Y/N in the walls, but he pushed the feeling away.
"What do I owe the honor? You hadn't visited since the fucking war!" 
Sitting in the living room, Tommy pursed his lips looking at Ned, the man was more of a father than Arthur Sr ever was.
"I came to discuss business with you, Mr. Clifton," 
"No, cut the Mr. Clifton bullshit, I know you," Ned argued, "you must have fucked up badly to come at me," 
"Alright," he sighed, "I heard you plan to sell the Garrison to a man called Harry Phantom," 
"And? Don't worry about it, you still can drink there, they got a lovely barmaid now, have you heard? Giselle I think, or was it Hope-"
"Ned," Tommy interrupted, "I want you to sell the Garrison to me," 
"Oh, do you have the money for that?" 
"I do," 
"That betting shop must be going well then, I was never sure about it, never deemed it as lucrative, but your grandad insisted on the idea, guess he was right after all," his face closed up, "what do you want my pub for, boy?" 
"As you said, the betting shop is going well, I need a place to keep the money clean," 
"Why would you care for that? Your grandad never cared about honest money, in fact he was the one who started with this Peaky blinder shit," 
"I'm not my grandad, Ned, I plan to make a name for myself," Tommy stated, "that's the second reason why I'm here, people trust your judgment," 
"Obviously, I was here before the chinese and the italians, I know Small Heath," 
"Exactly, so if you make an alliance with a family, that means that family is trustworthy," 
"Where are you trying to get, Tommy boy?" Ned asked.
"The Lee family will come at me, I need someone to have my back, I know you still have many men working for you," 
"You're at war with these Lees?" 
"They're romani, you don't know them," Tommy explained, "I set a marriage between John and a girl from their kin, but John refused," 
"So now you want me to adhere to your war, you want my men and my pub in exchange for what?" 
"Thought you'd do it for our friendship, Ned," 
"No, no, you're like a son to me, Tommy, but that doesn't involve just me, besides you want a share of my reputation, how would we do that?" 
Tommy gulped at the question, in the past Ned was approving of his courtship towards Y/N, he wasn't sure of it now.
"Well, to make an alliance with the Lees I set a wedding,"
"I see," Ned nodded, "I thought you were over Y/N, unless you want Amelia this time?" 
"No," 
"And the question still remains, what do I win with that?" 
"You have no heirs, Joseph died in France and his wife died giving birth," 
"Amelia and Y/N were the world to Joseph," Ned said, "why should I trust his daughter, my granddaughter, in your hands?" 
"I thought you knew the answer to that," Tommy hesitated, "it's because I love her," 
"...The Garrison will be her dowry, not a cent more," 
"So we have a deal?" 
Ned spat on his hand and offered it to Tommy, who did the same, shaking hands, they sealed the deal. 
Tommy was focused on the probabilities when three hesitant knocks on his office's door took his attention. After setting the deal, Ned told him he'd deal with his granddaughter's rage himself, all Tommy would have to do was to wait until the wedding's preparations were done. That had tranquilized and allowed him to carry on with his business at the betting shop.
"Come," he answered, curious about who was paying him a visit since his family members never knocked before entering.
Y/N entered the office with a pout in her lips, her white dress swayed with her steps and even if Tommy knew she was probably there to fight him, he thought she was beautiful.
"Evening, Y/N," Tommy greeted.
"Spare me of your fakeness," she hissed, closing the door behind her, "grandad told me of your deal, I thought that despite everything you still cared about me,"
"I do," Tommy softly answered, "more than you can ever imagine,"
"Then why must you insist on trapping me in a marriage?" she teared up and for a second, Tommy considered breaking the deal just for her not to be upset with him.
"It's business, Y/N," he explained, "I need allies,"
"We're not the only families in fucking Birmingham, you could have gone to the italians, the chinese, the fucking irish, but no, the second you had an excuse for it, you went behind my back and asked grandad for my hand!" she thundered, "Without even talking to me! After I refused you so many times, I always tried to be your friend but you always wanted something more!"
"It's not women's business," he argued, "Ned and I set a deal, we didn't need your opinion,"
"Fuck you, Thomas Shelby!" she negatively nodded and rubbed off the tears in her eyes, "honestly, fuck you,"
"I hope you know that when we're married you can't talk to me like that,"
"We'll see about that," she challenged but soon lowered her guard, "listen, I'm sorry, alright? This is not what I came here for,"
Taking the seat across Tommy's desk, she fidgeted with her hands and licked her lips while thinking of her next words, "I wanted to talk to you because I know talking to my grandad would be the same as nothing-"
"As I already said, it's business, if you try to change my mind you'll waste your fucking time," he interrupted.
"I want to make a deal with you," she shyly reached for his hand across the desk, "because I know besides everything you still care about me, as I care about you,"
"Do you?" Tommy hid his surprise behind a blank face.
"Yeah, so grandad explained to me that you're at war with some Lee family, you need to improve your reputation and you need more soldiers, I understand that so I'll carry on with the deal, I'll marry you with no complaint as long as you promise me something,"
"Promise you what?"
"As soon as the war is over and this business is done, you'll give me a divorce," she squeezed his hand, "please, Tommy, that's all I ask from you,"
"You'd rather be a divorced woman in fucking Birmingham than being my wife?"
Y/N knew divorced women had a terrible reputation and the whole neighborhood wouldn't spare her of their judgment, but she didn't care, all she wanted was to marry someone she truly loved, it didn't matter if she would have to leave the county for that.
"Yes," she held Tommy's hand in between her both, "please, Tommy, I beg of you, do not trap me in a loveless marriage, you know I'd never be happy by your side,"
Slowly nodding, he gave in, he wished to see her excited to be his wife, but that wasn't the reality and he would have to accept that.
"Alright, Y/N," he squeezed her hand, "we have a deal."
The Shelby family roamed with excitement waiting for the church's door to open, Tommy waited on the altar with Arthur by his side. Not many Shelby weddings were made in churches, but all of the Clifton's did and since Tommy wanted a share of their reputation, he had to give in.
The Clifton's side was quiet, no ounces of happiness were seen on their faces, nor of disappointment or anger. It was hard to tell what they thought about the wedding, but then again, none except for Ned and Amelia were Cliftons per se, so their opinions didn't really matter.
Peaky boys protected the building from any possible attacks from the Lees, giving the ceremony a business-like atmosphere rather than a family day one.
The heavy doors opened, revealing Ned carrying the bride. Tommy's eyes softened at the view of her in a white dress, the lace veil covered her face and she had white and yellow roses in hand.
She slowly walked down the aisle, Ned gave her away with a smirk on his face, winking at Tommy when their eyes met. Lifting the veil, he found a blank faced Y/N, she offered a polite smile and turned to Jeremiah Jesus, the priest Tommy had chosen.
"Dearly beloved," he started, "we're here reunited today to join Thomas and Y/N in holy matrimony,"
Y/N peeked at Ned in the benches and turned back after an assuring nod. Noticing her nervousness, Tommy reached for her hand.
"Do you, Thomas Michael Shelby, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, to love, comfort, honor and keep, from this day forward, as long as you shall live?"
Squeezing her hand, Tommy answered, "I do,"
"Very well, do you, Y/N Clifton, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in matrimony, to love, comfort, honor and obey, from this day forward, as long as you shall live?"
A mortal silence started before her lack of answer. She gulped looking at Tommy, his and her family sat behind them, the flower bouquet in her hand and finally, the priest again. With a small nod, she answered, "I do,"
"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife," Jeremiah announced, "you may kiss the bride!"
Between roaring and applause from the Shelby kin, Y/N and Tommy faced each other, his eyes switched between her eyes and lips decorated by modest lipstick.
Cupping her face, he felt his heart beating stronger in his chest, he dreamt about kissing her for so long and even if it wasn't in the best circumstances, his dream became true.
Holding his wrists, she was the one to lock their lips together, the kiss was short, chaste, but she noticed his lips were incredibly soft.
They were officially married.
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updatingranboo · 8 months
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ranboo stream today at 3pm pt, 6pm et, 11pm bst!! they’re playing demonologist with michela, shelby and elaina!
[whenranboolive: “Hi stream today we will be playing demonologist in about 4 hours!!!
(I know I said no horror for a sec to switch it up but I got invited LMAOO)”
darkeyebrowss: “Streaming Demonologist at 3pst with Shelby, Elaina and Ran WOO LATE DAY STREAM”]
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amazingmaeve · 2 years
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FINN SHELBY FIC RECOMMENDATIONS!
go and give a like to all these fics and while you’re don’t forget to give a nice comment about how GREAT they all are.
also go and give the author a follow and show all the love for writing these fics!
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masterlist ➵ @randomoutsiders
behind the garrison, by the canal ➵ @peakywitch
forgiveness ➵ @peakyswritings
falling for you ➵ @champagneholland
bairn ➵ @collecting-stories
the bet ➵ @collecting-stories
incapable ➵ @virgosuperior
summary ➵ You and Finn had been dating in secret for 3 months, but all secrets have to come out eventually.
bloody kids ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ John and Esme's kids are wreaking havoc as usual, and (Y/N) steps in to help. However, it's her and Finn that end up being naughty.
not now, not tomorrow ➵ @murderadawrote
summary ➵ during Tommy and Grace’s wedding, Y/N and Finn inevitably think about their future.
the sun and his moon ➵ @artedimichelangelo
summary ➵ Morning! I have a FinnxAmericanReader request if you’d be willing to do it! Reader is a university student from US (but not New York) and is dating Finn but hasn’t met his family yet, then for some reason she has to go back to the US for 3 months so after she leaves he’s kinda bummed. His brothers notice and ask why and Bonnie says it’s cuz his American girlfriend left. But his brothers don’t believe she exists so they make fun of him for it, until she comes back early to surprise him❤️❤
bookstore girl ➵ @disasterofastory
summary ➵ Finn makes a fool out of himself and his brothers doesn’t help.
babies ➵ @michelle-is-writing
summary ➵ When Tommy asked Finn to stay late all this week, Finn originally thought it would only be for an hour or so. However, as it would turn out, Finn started coming home around eleven every night exhausted as Tommy would keep him and his brothers so busy. With me being the one to watch the Shelby children (including all of John’s little ones), I was just as exhausted when Finn got home.
try ➵ @fromforeigntofamiliarity
summary ➵ The Shelby and Changretta family's decide to form a truce before anyone got hurt from the rivalry.
you and me ➵ @angelaiswriting
summary ➵ Tommy has been elected MP and during the celebrations in his honour, Finn and his girlfriend sneak out to have some alone time.
we’ve got work to do ii ➵ @bad268
summary ➵ Finn and the reader run away from Small Heath, but some family business brings them back. What will the family think?
a new life ➵ @pennylanefics
summary ➵ being pregnant with Finn’s child.
reading ➵ @skinnydippingsmile
summary ➵ Your teaching Finn how to read. But when it’s clear he has no motivation, you take things into your own hands, literally.
first and lasts ➵ @jaceyneedsabetterusername
summary ➵ You grew up with Finn Shelby but after moving and losing contact with him, you find yourself in a desperate position to survive. 
you’re mad ii ➵ @vintunnavaa
summary ➵ Finn Shelby won’t leave your back. What makes things worse is you don’t want him to. 
protection ➵ @collecting-stories
summary ➵ Can you do a Finn imagine where you get hurt because some blokes tried to rape you (after you left the garrison where Finn is) but you get away the next day you dint tell Finn or anyone what happened, Finn notices your different but says nothing then later when you have sex he see your bruises at your thighs and arms and demands to know what happened, then he goes after those blokes, he wins the fight but still got injured then he has to tell his family cause they see he is hurt , ur amazing xx
you really don’t know? ➵ @fallatyourfeet
summary ➵ (YN) has grown up with the Shelby’s, they are like family to her, so what happens when her father forbids her from seeing them anymore?
cup of tea ➵ @disasterofastory
summary ➵ Finn wants to woo you with a fancy dinner, but you wish for something else.
not my wife ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ (Y/N) and Finn have recently been engaged, and are already planning for the wedding. However, Finn thought he could easily balance his new position in the Shelby business alongside his stressing bride, but things become much more tense than imagined.
far away ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ Hii i love your imagines and i wanted to request one in which the reader is has a crush on finn but she feels useless because she is a foreigner from spain and doesn't have any talent or family so she kind of runs away and tommy comforts her♡'
say it again ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ As Finn takes on more responsibility in the company, (Y/N) too must rise in the ranks of the Shelby women. She understands that her and Finn will have less time together, but asks him to say those special words as a sweet reassurance.
matchmaking ➵ @zablife
summary ➵ A match is made between Finn and Johnny Dogs' daughter. Although uncertain about becoming a husband at such a young age, Finn becomes his wife’s fiercest protector. 
trust issues ➵ @moral-turpitudes
summary ➵ Y/N worries Finn’s family won’t trust her, but she gains it in an unexpected way.
Gypsys, Tramps, and Theives ➵ @beautifulmadnesss
summary ➵ Finn has a complicated relationship with the girl he has known his entire life. When she is also sent a black hand, it only gets more complicated.
a hard days work ➵ @fromforeigntofamiliarity
summary ➵ Reader is a maid at Tommy's house and dating Finn.
angel ➵ @cilliansgirl
summary ➵ After Finn left (Y/N), she goes to another Peaky boy for comfort. But three months in, he gets a little too comfortable and her boys aren’t there to save her this time.
sex over whiskey ➵ @majesty31
summary ➵ you’ve been dating Finn Shelby for a while and not once have the two of you had sex, until one day you do something about it.
are you listening ➵ @hb-writes
summary ➵ Set at some point after series 5. Finn is so used to being fed lies that he can’t even hear a bit of truth.
arranged ii iii ➵ @thosepeakyboysimagines
summary ➵ You were the youngest child of you fathers, being part of a mob family in the heart of New York, your family had many enemies in the city, and even further away, and your life was about to change after a Peaky Boy barged into your life.
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ON AO3
these fics ive found on the website ‘archive of our own’. so they will take you out of the app, and give them all the love you can give because they’re BEAUTIFUL.
also ill be putting the authors handles in here so you can show them all the love!
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did the four winds blow him away ➵ orphan_account
blushing nun ➵ lawsofman
party girl ➵ fandoms_writings
summary ➵ You’re a party girl but when you meet Finn he tries to get you to see how bad it really is.
finns first ➵ twistedrunes
summary ➵ Prompts: 1: “I can tell you’re lying.”2: “You’re a terrible liar.” 3: “Everything is fine.” This is kind of a mix between a headcanon and a fic.
finns family ➵ twistedrunes
summary ➵ The continuation of Finn's Girl, following on from Finn's first. Finn hasn't seen his girl for a few days, but he isn't worried, she is busy preparing for exams. It's not until he runs into her sister in the market that he finds that finishing school is not the major life event she's concerned about.
seventeen ➵ sarasfics
summary ➵ Reader is a secretary at Shelby Company Ltd.
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The Pirates SMP Kill Tally: an Analysis
(AKA I've been curious about everyone's kill counts for months and finally got around to making the count and the post.)
Obligatory "everything is roleplay" disclaimer.
Criteria for kills
For my own peace of mind, bounties do not count as kills due to the respawn mechanism
We're (mostly) sticking to permanent deaths, so the cast accidentally killing each other in battle via friendly fire does NOT count either
I'm judging by in-game death messages for who got the final blow
Each kill on a Cultist = 1 kill because I don't care about the respawn mechanism on them; I'm just assuming they're all different people and the respawn is to bypass out-of-universe logistics
It's impossible to determine ALL kills due to the established worldbuilding, but we sure are trying our best
Kills are sorted by event for organization; non-event kills and deaths are listed separately
Day 1 / July 30: Recruitment Day
None of the pirates have killed anyone yet! Woo!
Ivy / Corruption: Aimsey (1)
Iris / Cultists: Guqqie (1)
Day 36 / Sept 3: In Too Deep
Against all odds, no one technically dies. Michela shot the crystal that freed Ivy and the Corruption, but by that point, Ivy's been using Aimsey's body as a puppet anyway and p!Aimsey has been officially listed as "fallen" on the POWCreations Twitter since Day 1. So no, Michela did not kill Aimsey; Ivy and the Corruption did
Day 76 / Oct 13: The Rescue Mission
Acho: 1 Cultist, shot from above
Apo: 1 Cultist, shot just after the release of the Yetis
Scott: 1 Cultist, stabbed with a kitchen knife
Iris / Cultists: Marnie (1)
Day 77 / Oct 14: The Revenge Raid
Acho: 5 Cultists
Graecie: 1 Cultist, killed in melee
Kuervo: 1 Cultist
Kyle: 3 Cultists
Owen: 1 Cultist
Ros: 1 Cultist
Scott: Altair, the Right Hand of Iris, who seemingly respawns later for some reason (0.5)
Shelby: 1 Cultist, three-shot
Shep: 1 Cultist
Water: 1 Cultist
Iris / Cultists: Hook (1)
Day 93 / Oct 30: Halloween
Captain Golden Beard and her crew of 890 pirates (i.e. 891 in total) were technically killed by the cursed gold created by Nocturnus and Eclipsa
Nocturnus: Mufasa (1; but I personally don't believe it)
Seapeekay: Nocturnus (1); while two rounds were fought on-stream, both Owen and Martyn's YouTube adaptations use the first round as standard, so that's what I'm going with
Day 112 / Nov 18: Final Wishes
Against all odds, no POV character dies again! It's just the Faction Isles backstory drop lore event. That being said...
Iris / Cultists: Many unnamed individuals; including dozens of villagers [only one named character, Icarus, but identifies the Logkeeper and their cousin (1), brothers (2+), friends (2+)], many unnamed pirates [presumably incl. "Mrs. Caravel" and her two children] (10+)
Although most, if not all pirates end up having to kill the vengeful wraiths/ghosts of the townsfolk, as with Aimsey's case, they were dead to begin with and thus don't count
Day 134 / Dec 10: The Finale
Annotation: Only Take 2 of the Battle on the Faction Isles is counted, but Take 1 kills are recorded for reference.
Apo: 5 Cultists
Graecie: 4 Cultists
Jojo: 1 Cultist in Take 1 of the battle, 5 Cultists in Take 2, Ohca / Insane Cultist (6)
Kuervo: 2 Cultists
Kyle: 6 Cultists
Oli: 2 Cultists, Pip by accident (3)
Ros: 1 Cultist in the Take 1 of the battle
Scott: 1 Cultist
Seapeekay: 1 Cultist
Shep: 4 Cultists
Water: 2 Cultists
Iris / Cultists (offscreen): Olive (confirmed by cc!Apo), Sniff (confirmed by cc!Apo), Scar, Shelby, Puffy, Eret (confirmed by cc!Apo), Reddoons, Tubbo, Michela (9)
Ohca / Insane Cultist specifically: Claud, Saffrie, Finn, the Enchantress, Katie (5)
Other unnamed Cultists: Digby (1)
Ivy / Corruption: Iris (1)
Ivy's own death is hard to pin down, because the positive magick countering the Corruption in her is literally the Power of Love and Friendship, with Cruppy as a sacrifice; it can't be attributed to Iris because she's already dead by that point, but the cast didn't exactly do anything to kill her either
Non-event kills (known)
Iris / Cultists: "Dai", Bek on Day 125 / Dec 1, Will on Day 130 / Dec 6 (3)
Bek: 2 unnamed Cultists that captured her on Day 125 / Dec 1 (2)
Kuervo: Commanders Francesco, Miria, Charrio, Rosaria, Tapia, Miguel, Travis, and Ernesto of the Nayan Armada [Javi and Rodrigo survived the rampage, would technically be 1st degree murder due to premeditation; but let's be honest, we're cheering him on because they're tyrants]; 1 unnamed Cultist on Day 126 / Dec 2 (9)
Martyn: Jeffery on Day 125 / Dec 1
Sausage: At least 2, 4, or 5 unnamed naval soldiers holding his uncle captive in his backstory, arguably in self-defense; reports are inconsistent and the canonicity of the 4 or 5 is questionable because psychotherapy is anachronistic for the setting
Shep: At least one unnamed individual on Captain Merton's orders; p!Will's case could either be 2nd degree or voluntary manslaughter under US laws [for reference only] (1.5+)
p!Acho technically wasn't killed by anyone, but if we had to determine a killer, it would be whoever set up the trap and ultimatum in Kishi in the first place; however, since that person's identity is unknown and presumably lost to time, we cannot say for certain who is to blame. Same would go for Mahara and perhaps countless others
Total kills in the SMP-era (i.e. does not count distant worldbuilding kills)
* is counted for kills NOT in self-defense; battlefield kills or fighting back against captors ARE considered self-defense
Acho: 6, all unnamed Cultists
Apo: 6, all unnamed Cultists
Bek: 2, all unnamed Cultists
Jojo: 6, incl. Ohca / Insane Cultist
Graecie: 5, all unnamed Cultists
Kuervo: 12, incl. 8 tyrants* and 4 unnamed Cultists
Kyle: 9, all unnamed Cultists
Martyn: 1, specifically Jeffery*
Oli: 3, incl. Pip (by friendly fire) and 2 unnamed Cultists
Owen: 1 unnamed Cultist
Ros: 1 unnamed Cultist
Sausage: At least 2 (possibly 4 or 5?), all unnamed soldiers
Scott: 2.5, all Cultists
Seapeekay: 2, incl. Nocturnus and 1 unnamed Cultist
Shelby: 1 Cultist
Shep: 6.5+, incl. unnamed persons*, p!Will* (only 0.5 because the Cultists dealt the final blow), and 5 unnamed Cultists
Water: 3, all unnamed Cultists
Iris, via petrification: 15* named in SMP era; not counting deaths revealed in the Final Wishes event because they're pre-SMP era
Ohca / Insane Cultist: 5 named
Other unnamed Cultists: 1 named
Ivy: 2 named, specifically Aimsey* and Iris
Nocturnus and Eclipsa: presumably 1* named in SMP era; not counting the ~891 backstory deaths from the Golden Isle subplot*
Summary
The characters with the most known kills are Nocturnus and Eclipsa (~892), but Iris would theoretically have the most kills overall stretched out over a millennium; just because the Corruption took over some islands and settlements doesn't necessarily mean the people who lived there died to it (we need hard evidence for that, and we don't)
The only POV characters who have committed murder/manslaughter (i.e. killed outside the battlefield or captivity) are Kuervo, Shep, and Martyn, in that order in kill tally
Despite the above statement and having the most kills for a POV character, Kuervo is still sympathetic owing to the fact every named person he's killed was an autocratic tyrant
On the battlefield, the POV character with the most kills is Kyle, at 9 overall
The survivor who killed the least people is Cleo, at 0 kills; followed by Eloise (0 kills excluding bounties); then Owen (1 kill excluding bounties); then Ros (1 kill excluding bounties and finale battle Take 1)
For the above, Martyn is in that weird spot of "we don't know his whereabouts post-finale" AND he technically also only has 1 kill, but it was premeditated, even if he got the wrong target in the end (i.e. his kills were 100% premeditated)
The deceased character who killed the most people is Acho, at 6 kills, all unnamed Cultists; to note, star is also the first known POV character to get a kill during the canon era by sniping a Cultist during the Rescue Mission
I am NOT studying law for a reason LMAO
EDIT: Corrected p!Sausage's kill count because I completely forgot about his backstory when I made this post.
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AHH HI MARYAM!!! it's shelbi:) i NEED a lando fic where he takes reader to the paddock for the first time and EVERYONE sees they totally like each other (but they complete oblivious idiots) — 🌟
up now!!!!! had so much fun with this one because i absolutely LOVE this trope. also wasnt gonna release this tonight BUT LANDO SPRINT POLE CELEBRATION WOO
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SHELBY!?!?! [CAR CRASH] [BUILDINGS FALLING] “GOOD GOD” [EXPLOSION] [POLICE SIRENS] WEE WOO WEE WOO [HELICOPTERS AND NEWS TRUCKS] “... WE’RE REPORTING LIVE FROM THE SCENE-“ [BANG] “MY LEG... MY LEG...”
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