Cagnazzo
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A party at Oswald Mosley's house. If only Arthur hadn't opened his mouth.
Very nice bathrooms, Mosley has. Very clean. Even if there is some whore or artist unconscious in the bathtub, dark hair slicked to pale cheeks turned ruddy from force, vomit pooled between his legs.
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Unfortunately, it appears your brother has a rare combination of retrograde and anterograde amnesia.
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Prewar quasi-fluff. Tommy finds out the family was keeping something about Arthur secret from him.
The conspiracy against him stunned Tommy to silence. It wasn’t easy to keep a secret in close quarters. Either you said nothing and carried it alone, or you accepted everyone knew.
This was the first time he’d considered there was a third option: everyone else against him.
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Family loyalty, the struggle for autonomy, and contradictory realities. If they try to leave, they don't get very far.
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A pleasant lazy fuck between husband and wife. If only Arthur hadn't opened his mouth.
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portrait of a shadow sitting by the window by darksideofmyroom
Fandoms: Peaky Blinders (TV)
08 May 2020
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Whenever Tommy thinks of his mother, she’s sitting by the window.
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31 Oct 2024
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She doesn’t always sit by the window.
Sometimes she braids Ada’s hair and squeezes John’s cheeks and even smiles at Arthur.
She’s so sweet and caring and so incredibly cruel.
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England’s grenades in the Great War were called Mills, and their creator, William Mills, cranked them out like ants pumped full of Baratol from his factory in Birmingham. You could throw them thirty yards; the fragments flew a hundred.
Elsewhere in Birmingham, the Shelby family: their unnamable pin pulled before God’s memory began, and the pressure left to rise within their closed borders not in a blink’s time but over generations, until there was not just one bomb between them but each of them a bomb in a great heap of bombs. The fragments of one blow another and another and another, and someday the whole thing will go but not yet, not yet: for now iron shards fly.
[[aka: my all-Shelby incest manifesto, with ada/tommy endgame.]]
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24 Oct 2024
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She found Tommy again at his office, soberer in all respects. It was after hours, the building empty and cold. Ada wondered if his skin was still hot.
She said, “You’ve really fucked it, Tom.”
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Written for a tumblr prompt -Tommy/Arthur, love, hate, jealousy, cocaine.
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25 Sep 2024
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A smooth, crisp line and then it's gone. Arthur inhales, smiling at him. Things fall apart, but sometimes you can keep things pieced together. Patching in the cracks. Making it last as long as it can. Think of something other.
Arthur offers it to him and Tommy thinks, ‘Why not?’
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Arthur has a sneaking suspicion that after the war, Tommy doesn't feel anything at all.
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16 May 2024
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What he discovers the first time he bites his nails and tastes what lurks beneath is this: it’s easiest just to blink, to accept the situation, to move on. He doesn’t feel anything when it happens. He thinks, My God, what is that taste?
And then he thinks, It’s Private Wells, from when I moved his body earlier today.
And then, without emotion, he thinks, I’d best stop biting my nails.
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Season 6 AU. After showing Thomas Shelby the graveyard, Esme takes him to a witch.
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16 May 2024
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"My daughter," the man says, again in that garroted tone. He continues to stare out across the mountainous landscape, a muscle in his jaw clenching. "She's been cursed by a Gypsy woman and is now very ill. Doctors say it's tuberculosis."
"Can you bring her to me?" Thomasin says, but he shakes his head once.
"No. They've already collapsed one of her lungs."