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lamb to a slaugther

“Jupiter was suppose to be a star but failed”

“To say it failed would be to assume it was ever possible”

Reaper ash x reader

tw: death, classism, elitism, cuss words, religion and religous imagery play a big role in this series. erm idk what else, not proof read by anyone else besides me.

word count: 7.1k

part 1

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It was a hot 4th of july, sweat ran down my brow as i held onto Dill as we walked to the reaping site, she shook in my arms

“y/n i'm scared what if i get picked.”

She said her voice shaky and i could almost see tears about to fall out if her eyes

“Dill you wont get picked i know, i promised your parents no matter what you would be safe. There's only a few pieces of paper in there that have your name I promise.”

I said to her as I brought her closer to me, peacekeepers shoved people into neat lines. I shield her from any of the peace keepers arms.

“Hey dill after this reaping do you want to go to my house to play with my sister Hope, shes been wanting to go to pick flowers by the swamp” i said to dill as a way to calm her spirits, to let her know we would walk out of here fine. She smiled slightly and nodded her head,I was then pushed away by piece keepers to a different line. I was put next to alexa barnette. She was 15, a year younger than me, I knew her brother from school. On my left side was reaper Ash. He was 1 ½ years older than me,when we were younger we were friends but as we got older we just drifted apart both of us getting to busy to be able to hangout anymore. The only time i have gotten to talk to him was whenever he went to the infirmary for injuries he had sustained, he didn't go often but he also didn't go rarely, he went enough time to were i would find myself happy to see him so we could talk again. I turned my attention to the stage when I heard footsteps.

“Hello, hello, reaping day, a way for the districts to get forgiveness from the capital and for one of you to walk out a victor. I hope you're all excited, and may the odds ever be in your favor.”The mayor said his voice was filled with amusement and excitement, the exact opposite of what everyone else in the crowd was feeling.he was dressed in a nice suit that was only ever worn on reaping days, most likely to impress capital citizens. Everyone stayed silent, my eyes furrowed with an annoyed expression and I looked at Alexa who was looking forward at the stage, i then turned my head to reaper. When I looked at him I noticed his eyes were already looking at me but quickly turned to the stage once he noticed that I was looking at him.

“Hm, well ladies first” he stuck his hand in the reaping jar, i felt my hands start to shake as i clutched the cross necklaces in my pocket it was for my sister i was gonna give her after the reaping, my hand brushed some goz and ointment i had brought just incase i was called, from rumors i've heard from listening to peacekeepers from the capital, the capital does not provide the best medical assistance to the district tributes only a veterinarian. Another reason my grandma had been teaching me how to heal and take care of other people. I was wearing matching cross necklaces that were hidden under the layers of my clothes, silently praying that wouldn't be anyone I knew, I shut my eyes to try to pretend like all of this wasn't real.

There was a deafening silence, I could hear “the female tribute is…..Dill” my eyes shot open. I felt like everything around me had frozen, my heart was beating fast in my chest and my breathing became shallow. I tried to find dill with my eyes but they started to fill with tears making it hard to see. I saw movement in the crowd and saw her walk out of her line. My feet started to move before my brain could react

“Dill” i muttered i walked past reaper, he lightly grabbed my arm but I shook it out of his grasp.

“Dill” I said as I walked in the open area, I could see Dill look back at me but before i get get any closer, peacekeepers grabbed me. I struggled in the arms and punched one of them in the head even though it wasn't one of the strongest punches.

“No, Dill please, I'll go, I'll go '' I said i felt tears run down my face. I could see the mayor looking at me with an amused smirk from the corner of my eye.

“I volunteer as tribute, I will go in her place.” i said my voice was loud but shaky, the peacekeepers let me go and i ran towards dill pulling her into an embrace.

“y/n?” she asked if her voice was muffled and shaky as she clung to my form.

“I promised your parents, Dill please tell my sister I love her ok! Look after yourself ok!” I said crouching down slightly to whisper to her, I reached in the pocket of my dress and pulled out my cross necklaces and placed it in her hand.

“You're gonna be ok dill, i promise ok, give the necklaces to my little sister .ok, you promise.” I said to her, she weakly shook her head before she was taken back in line and I grabbed my peacekeepers and pushed up onto the stage. I felt tears well up in my eyes again this time because I realized that I had just signed myself up for a guaranteed death.

“District 11 first ever volunteer, what is your name” the mayor said into the mic, i didnt answer for a second my head was spinning with adrenaline

“(y/n),..(y/n) Lamb” i said with a shaky voice, i stepped away from the mic and lifted my head up to the sky as the mayor picked a name out of the boys box, ‘Lord help me’ i thought, before looking back ahead at the crowd of people

“And the male tribute is…. Reaper ash.” The mayor said, my eyes slightly widened as I looked at Reaper, me and him made eye contact as the peacekeepers grabbed him harshly, they moved him up the stage and he shook them off with an annoyed and upset look on his face. The mayor continued to talk but i couldn't make out what he was saying anymore since in my ears were ringing, it wasn't until i felt reaper grab my hand with his and lift it in the air, i looked at him with a dazed but confused look but all he did was just force a smile. Soon the peacekeepers came and ripped us apart and ushered us to district 11 train station.

They stood with us until the train came and pushed us into a train cart that smelt like animals were held in it at one point. The push from the peace Me and Reaper were silent until we heard the door shut and the whistle of the train once it started moving.

“Why would you do something like that, you've signed yourself up to be killed and you know made yourself a spectacle to the capitol.'' Reaper said his voice was filled with anger and annoyance. I looked down at the ground of the train car as I walked to one of the walls and slumped down and put my hands over my face.

“I know that, but I couldn't let her die. She's just a kid, she's too young to, innocent, she doesn't deserve to be put in these games, no one does.” I said, my voice was shaky but simultaneously confident.

Reaper stayed silent and walked over towards me and sat down besides me, i heard him sigh not out of annoyance but out of defeat.

“What about your sister, she needs you. Your grandma aint doing good either” i looked up from the ground and and looked at him with a confused look, i don't remember in any of the conversations ive had with him recently were i mentioned anything about my grandma’s health.

“How-”

“Word gets around the district y/n.” he said, turning to look at me, he had took of his cap and placed it in his lap.

“well dill's family promised if i ever got reaped they would look after her and our grandma is doing ok right know but… anyways she's 8 so i don't think she fully understands what's happening. I'm not saying it's gonna be any easier for her or dill but.." I trailed off, my eyes wandered around the cart, It was old and decrepit, smelled like animal shit to. There were some holes in the cart that allowed some light in.

“I'm sorry reaper, Can't imagine how you feel, you were almost free from these games.” I said to him as I continued to scan the train cart.

“Yea” was all he said, i didn't push the topic any further, i let the moving train car lull me to sleep. A part of me hoped I would wake up from this nightmare, the other part knew I would most likely die in it.

—---------------- after the long train ride

After a day or so, I honestly couldn't tell but all I knew is that i was starving,the train jolleted to a halt, making me jump up a bit. The cart doors opened and a stream of light poured in. if i hadn't known any better I would have thought I had died and made it to heaven and at this point that's all I had to look forward to.

Reaper jumped out of the car and reached out and help lift me down out of the cart even though I was capable of getting out myself but I appreciated the gesture, I smiled at him and said thank you. I was able to catch myself with the help of a reaper.

“You okay?” he asked

“Yeah, you?” I asked him, and he nodded his head as confirmation. I looked around the train station, it was a lot nicer than district 11, there was marbil everywhere and the trains were a lot fancier than the ones we were put in. i notice other tributes as well, a girl with very short red hair standing protectively next to a boy who couldn't have been more that 12 years old. There was also a boy with one eye open and beside him was a girl with blonde hair and a cloth covering over the top part of her head,tanner and brandy were the tributes names.

My eyes wandered over some of the other tributes that I could see until they stopped on one, from the looks of it he was staring at me before I realized it. When I looked in his directions he turned his eyes to the ground, he had short, dark, short cut hair and was wearing a blue shirt with vest along with some brown slacks, i think his names was marcus.

Before i could look around more peacekeepers started grabbing each of the tributes and placed them into a small car, one grabbed me harshly but was pushed of by reaper, i looked at reaper with eyes that said thank you as i got in the cart, i turned and reached out my hand for him to pull himself. I kept my hand in his as I moved to the back of the cart, I sat down next to a girl with a colorful dress her name was lucy grey, that name i was sure of. Her top had enterically sewn flowers and snakes? her skirt was a beautiful rainbow pattern. The train car doors closed but i noticed a flash of a bright vibrant red hop into the car. I looked at the new boy who clearly was a part of the district, he wore a bright red suit with a matching skirt. It was obnoxious. He had curly blonde hair and big bright blue eyes that nervously searched over the car. He was pretty, but something about him made me uneasy like he was a wolf in sheep's clothing. His looks only played more into the “innocent appearance” I glared at him.

“You in the wrong train, pretty boy?” I looked up at reaper after hearing him say that.

“No this car is lovely” the boy said, before i realized it i saw reaper storm towards him,

“Get him reaper” one of the other tributes said.

“Ill kill you right now” reaper said as he held the boy up giants the wall of the car.

“He’ll do it, he killed a peacekeeper back in 11, none knew it was him” i said looking at the boy.

“Shut up y/n” reaper said, i looked down then back up at the other tributes.

“Why don't we all kill him?” the tribute with red short hair said,her name was coral.

“We have nothing to lose now” said another as he started to get up and moved towards Reaper and the boy.

“You got any family back home, they'll kill them if you hurt Him. And besides he's my mentor ima need him to win.” the girl in the rainbow dress said.

Coral walked over to lucy and leaned down, her face inches away from the lucys. I watched with one eyebrow lifted in curiosity.

“And what makes you so special? Why do you get a mentor and we don't huh?”

Before the girl could answer the boy did

“Everyone gets a mentor to help you win.”

I laughed, turning everyone's attention to me.

“were yall like bribed to mentor us or some'” I said sarcastically and bitterly, there's no way in hell a capital citizen would want to help out the district. They saw us as scum, animals, not even animals, they would treat a rat better than they would treat us districts.

“Well there is a prize for the student.” he said sheepishly, i rolled my eyes and looked away from him and stared at the wall, i tuned out whatever else would be said by the others, that was until the train car stopped and tipped over, the doors opened and i felt myself tumble out of the car, the rocky wall of the zoo hitting me and bouncing me off the walls, i felt other tributes bodies hit me until i rolled on the ground and felt someone wrap their arms around my body protecting me from even more possible damage. When I opened my eyes and let out a groan and slowly propped myself up with my elbows as I felt the arms that protected me almost slither off of me. I turned my head over shoulder to see to my surprise I saw Marcus next to me, before I could thank him i felt someone grab me from under my shoulders and lift me up. I looked at Marcus one more time as he slowly got up, he made eye contact with me and I mouthed a thank you to him. I turned once my feet were firmly planted on the ground and turned around to find a reaper standing in front of me. Out of instinct from taking care of people I grabbed his jaw and turned his face side to side to make sure he wasn't bleeding or had any significant imminent injuries.

“Im fine y/n, don't worry about me ok” he said to try to reassure me, i let go of his jaw and looked down to wipe of any dirt from my dress, i felt my cheeks slightly warm. I slightly stepped back from reaper as i looked up and observed were we were. It was a caged in area with a rocky wall a tree and multiple rocks on the ground and pieces of wood. I noticed people starring at us and the other tributes from out side the cage.

“What the hell?” I said slightly as I shifted closer to reaper, not liking the eyes i could feel on me or on reaper.we stood 6ft away from the fence, a man with hair slick to the side of his hair wearing a grey suit came up to the other side of the cage talking into a microphone infront of a camera

“And here we have the volunteer from district 11” he announced, i looked at reaper confused and I felt him put a protective hand on my shoulder, i look at the man and he was staring at me, i pointed to myself in confusion since i was still in a daze.

“Yes you, not like there's any other volunteers here.” he said with a smirk.

“Who are you?” was all i could say my voice was laced with confusion. The man looked at me with an astonished and annoyed look on his face, the camera man laughed and he yelled at them to shut up, like a mother scolding her children. Instead of asking anymore questions he noticed lucy grey and the capital boy talking to some capital children through the fence and left to go interview them.

Me and Reaper quickly found a place to sit, it was a log next to one of the trees in the cage. My stomach grumbled, I almost forgot how hungry I was with all the chaos going on. I stared off into space as more people crowded to wear lucy was, soon enough capital guards came and took the boy out of the cage.

“I hate this.” i said, i dug my cross necklace out from under the shirt of my dress and fiddled with it, “you could've gotten out of this.” said reaper, he was right i didn't have to be hear unlike him my name wasn't drawn i chose to volunteer in place of dill, in the middle of some old abandoned zoo surrounded by capitalies gawking at me, at all of us like we're animal.

He noticed my necklace that I was fidgeting with, the chain was slightly rusted, it was a faded gold color and the ends of each side of the cross we pointed, in the middle there was a red gem. “How long have you had that?” Reaper ask, i looked down at my necklace,”I think since i was a kid, was my grandmas but she gave me it when i was young.” i said, slightly smiling at the memory, i looked back up at reaper my eyes traveling over him. I was scared, scared for me scared for him, scared for the other tributes, we were all paying for the “sins” that we didnt commit that we were to young to even understand

"You know it will be taken if they see it, right?" Reaper's voice carried a note of caution as he observed the religious symbol I clutched in my hand. My throat tightened, and I swallowed nervously.

"Yeah, I know," I replied, the words escaping in a hushed murmur. Religion in Panem had always been a source of controversy, especially to the Capitol. Remembering the stories my grandmother shared, I knew that after the rebellion against the Capitol, the ruling power took drastic measures to erase any trace of religious identity from the districts. In the wake of the uprising, the Capitol systematically targeted and destroyed religious places—churches, mosques, synagogues, Hindu temples, and other places of worship, it didn't matter what religion it was, if there was any physical symbol of it they destroyed it. Their campaign extended to burning holy books and eradicating religious symbols. While the Capitol didn't resort to killing individuals based on their religious beliefs, they forced practitioners into hiding. It was a subtle but effective method, a means to extinguish any flicker of hope that religion might offer. I always wondered about the Capitol's motives. It wasn't just about eradication; it was a calculated effort to control. By dismantling religious institutions and institutions out side of the capitol in general, the Capitol aimed to sever the ties that bound people together, denying them a source of collective strength. My grandmother had emphasized the Capitol's fear that if religion persisted or if some other form of hope came about, it could potentially unite the districts, fostering a shared sense of hope and unity between people and the district that would threaten loyalty to the Capitol. In the twisted logic of the Capitol, religion was a threat. While acknowledging the potential for radicalization, I couldn't ignore its power to bring people together, offering solace, guidance, and a sliver of hope outside the oppressive grasp of the Capitol. I believed the Capitol despised the notion that if religion prevailed, citizens might cease to see the Capitol and its citizens as godlike figures, and their “unquestioning” obedience could be disrupted.

(shout out to @luckyleftie on tiktok for making a whole vid on tiktok that ispired that inner dialogue.)

slowly people left and the day turned to night, my head started to fall from me drifting in and out of sleep. I looked at reaper who was still awake, slowly a moved off the log and laid down taking off my shall to use as a blanket. I patted the space next to me, under were reaper was sitting. He looked down at me

“You need to sleep. The last thing I want is you passing out on me.” I said with a worried look in my eyes. Slowly he got down on the ground and laid next to me. I decided to share my makeshift blanket with me, i had my skirt to warm myself with since i could curl my legs underneath it.

Morning

The next day came, I woke at sunrise, a habit I had picked up from working as a medic and having to do agricultural work early in the morning. I looked beside me and saw that reaper was still asleep, I studied his face. He looked at peace when he was asleep, his eyebrows weren't scrunched together and his face was softened. I understood why he was upset and standoffish, he never liked the capital, he didn't deserve to be stuck in a cage for people to gawk at. But right now in this moment it seemed that he didn't worry about that, he was in a peaceful sleep. I smiled knowing that he was at peace even if it was for a little. I decided to get up and walk around the zoo, being careful not to step on anyone who was sleeping.

“You an early bird to?” i heard someone say, i turned around and saw lucy gray siting on a rock close to her district companion jessup.

“Yea i guess so” i said lightly. I looked at Jessup and noticed how he seemed to almost shudder in his sleep.

“Is he ok?” I asked as I moved closer to them, her face dropped a bit.

“He’s been like this since we got here, he was bit by a bat on the train hes been shivering all night..” she said, looking at him with worry. I belt down by him

“Do you know where he was bitten?” I asked her while trying to look him over. The fact that he was bit by an animal worried me a bit. My mind immediately went to times where people came into the care room acting wild, their mouths all foamy and they also hated water, they were afraid of water. It was scary to see, I remember one lady who was always so sweet was bitten and she completely lost herself after she was bit, it wasn't immediate but it wasn't slow either. Back in 11 we called it lytta because of the madness it seemed to ensue in people. I felt myself shudder thinking of the memories. I would have to keep jessup in my prayers in hopes its not nothing bad.

“By his ear” she said, her thick appalachian accent coming throught. I realized it was the ear he was sleeping on so i had no chance to look at it right know. I decided to switch to a different topic

“Your from 12 right?” i asked, it wasnt much of a question, i knew the answer but still asked. She smirked at me.

“Yes and you’r from 11, correct” she said more as a statement than anything.

“Yea, whats it like, there in 12?” i asked her curiously.

“Well it depends were you go, if your in the heart of it, were reapin takes place. Its stuffy filled with smoke, but if you go out of there its beautiful its so green and we have lakes and mountains me and my cousin go swimming there along with the rest of the covey.” she said, i tilted my head in confusion

“The covey?” i asked curiously, she smiled with excitement

“Were or we were a nomad group before panem wasd a thing but after the rebellion we got stuck in 12, we sing a lot, my cousin mod ivory has this talent were she can hear one song once and she'll remember it for the rest of her life.” she said, for the first time i could hear excitement in her voice, i wanted to ask her more.

“How old is your cousin?’

“She's 10, a sweet little thing.” she seemed to pause for a moment.

“Who was that girl, that you volunteered for?” she asked me, i looked down and clutched my necklace.

“Her name is Dill, she's sweet, but she has tuberculosis. If she went here I doubt she would live through the train ride. But she's sweet, she's like a little sister to me, and plus her family has always looked after me and my sister.” i said, a fondness taking over my voice as I reminisced about all the memories I had. Before I could say more I felt eyes on me, I turned and looked back to see Reaper up and staring at me, a curious look on his face. I turned back to Lucy and smiled.

“Well i'll go now bye lucy” i said

“Bye y/n'' she said before turning to look through the bars of the zoo. I walked back to where Reaper was sitting and sat down by him. I rested my head on his shoulder, like I used to do when we were kids. Maybe it was a bold move since I felt his shoulder tense up before he relaxed. I closed my eyes and listened to his breathing. I tried to imagine I was a kid again, running through woodsies areas underneath the hot pulsing sun.

“How have you been?” i asked him

“What do you mean?” he asked me in return

“Like after we grew apart, how have you been?” I said to him, he seemed to stay quiet for a second, His mind seemed to be somewhere else.

“It's been… complicated, so much shit has happened since we were kids y/n. I've done some shit that if it got out… well it doesn't matter anymore.” he said, his voice had a vulnerability in it. I understood what he was talking about, I wanted to know more.

“Reaper, ill be honest. You were the one person to whom I knew I could trust when we were kids. When it came to talking about stuff that would get us killed if anyone heard.” I said to him sincerely, I felt his body shift which made my head fall off his shoulder before I brought it back up. He looked at me, his eyes soft. There was so much I wanted to catch up with him about.I wished I could see his thoughts through his eyes, eyes that held so much mystery yet familiarity.

“never knew you thought that.” he said, his face was unreadable.

“Hmm i guess i should make it known know rather than later, who knows how much longer I got.” i said looking at him, i slowly started to look around as i noticed more tributes were now up thought they were a bit dazed. He looked a bit confused by my statement but before he could say anything i continued to speak

“You know, we should try to make some alliances with some others, would be smart even if they lasted for a little bit” i said as i looked at the other tribute, i then looked at reaper a part was for approval the other part was to make sure he was still their and not just a figment of my imagination. He looked around then looked at me his face was hardened and thinking. He sighed for a moment.

“I don't think it would make a difference y/n, whether we made them or not.” he said to me.

“Well we should at least try to be on ok terms with the others, good enough for them to hesitate before they try anything you know.” i said to him, i think i was saying it more for myself rather than anything, reaper could handle himself if he needed to. I doubt anyone would go straight for him unless they were in a group. But I also doubt he would go straight for anyone either. He may have killed a peace keeper but reaper wasn't violent. people here would try to paint him as someone violent, but they don't know him. They don't know any of us.

—---------------------------- 2nd person

You stood up, reaper watched you as you did. Your yellowish cream dress had been dirtied from the dirt during the fall, it had embroidery of different flowers and herbs at the bottom of it, the colors were faded and faint due to how aged the dress was. Some of the embroidered plants were daisies, forget-me-nots, hyssop, pine and purple hyacinth. You turned and looked at Reaper, “what are you doing?” reaper asked, you looked at him and smiled slightly

“I don't know, i think ima walk around a bit, ill be back.” you said before walking away, he watched you intentionally, protectively. He didn't worry too much about the tributes here. But he did worry about the people of panem, he didn't like the way that man in front of the camera tried to make a spectitcal out of you, he didn't like how some of the boys when looking through the caged bars looked at you with eyes that held nothing good in them. He didn't like how Marcus had wrapped his arms around you during the fall. Reaper remembered how he would sometimes get into “accidents' ' when working so that would give him an excuse to go to the infirmary you would ‘work’ at just to see you, to see you worry about him like a lover would.

He continued to watch your figure but noticed that you were talking to someone on the other side of the fence, it was hard to make out if it was a male or female but reaper noticed that the person had the same obnoxious uniform that the boy on the train cart had. He decided to get up and walk over to you, as he got closer he noticed it was a boy with a buzzcut, he had eyes that were sloped down, and he had a sly smile on his face. Reaper walked close to you and was almost right behind, just slightly to the right. It seemed like the boy had noticed reaper and his face had dropped from a seemingly pleasant look on his face to a more annoyed face.

1st person, 10 minutes before—---------

As I got up and walked around I heard someone calling my name. I looked back at Reaper but it didn't seem to be him calling my name, nor was it lucy since she was talking to her mentor by now.

“No, Over here. Behind the fence.” i heard a boy yell, his voice sounded a little impatient but it sounded like he was trying to dull it down a bit. I looked past the caged bars and saw him, he had a buzzcut, he had sad eyes, a seemingly ‘friendly’ smile and was wearing the same loud, bright red uniform that the mentor of lucy was wearing.

“Hello” I said cautiously as I walked closer to the gate, I still was a good distance from him though.

“You are my tribute.” he said bluntly, he smiled a little more and looked at me like he was expecting me to reply.

“Um… what?” i asked him, looking at him with a confused gaze, he rolled his eyes slightly before sighing

“Im your mentor my names Urban.” he this time a little more inpatientally

“Oh, sorry, I didn't know they didnt tell us who are mentors were or that we were having ones. I only found out because of lucy grays mentor” i said to him with a genuine expression on my face. He seemed somewhat surprised by what i said.

“They didn't tell you all that you had mentors?” he asked.

“No they didn't but lucys told us we all had mentors, anyways what are you supposed to do as my mentor.”

“Im supposed to help you win, or at least make a good show. You winning would be the preferable option for both of us.” he said, his tone was undicerniable. I looked down and sighed before looking back up at him.

“Well I can't win if I'm fighting on an empty stomach and no water, Urban” I said looking at him, he seemed to understand what i was saying and smiled slightly. I hoped that he would bring enough food for me and reaper.

“I'll see what i can do-” he suddenly cut himself off and his face dropped to an annoyed look. I looked at him confused, I saw his eyes drift to behind me and I followed his gaze. As i turned i saw reaper standing behind me. Reaper was looking at him with suspicion.

“Hey Reaper this is Urban, he's my mentor. That means you got one too. Speaking of, where is his mentor? " I asked Urban. He sighed in frustration

“She got hospitalized, she should be better before we tour the arena.” he said, my face grew concerned, reaper raised a brow.

“How did she get hospitalized, what happened?” i asked

“I think she was bitten by some snakes, i'm not sure though.” he said, he sounded like he wanted to change the subject.

“Well i have to go to the academy” he said to me before promptly turning his back and walking off. I watched his figure move, it was in a stiff yet relaxed way. I felt a hand on my shoulder a looked at reaper.

“Be careful with him, who knows what the mentors really think.” he said, his tone was warning. I smiled at him.

“I will reaper, don't worry. Out of anyone here i'll listen to you.'' I said, he smiled slightly. He never smiled a lot anymore. When we were kids he used to smile a lot. But as we got older those smiles I loved so much as a kid faded away. I couldn't blame him though, everyone in district eleven had lost something about themselves once they reached the age of ten. I always feared when my sister would turn ten she would lose her love for animals, her love for being her.

“Reaper, I have a question,” I said to him as I sat down on a rock he followed not long after.

“Yea?”

“How come you never tried to be a healer at the infirmary?” I asked him curiously.

“What do you mean” he asked

“I mean, like, you've always cared about people from what I can remember. You always helped people out, you know. I guess it's just that I always saw you as someone who would be a healer.” i said to him, I looked at him and he stared at me, his face was unreadable.

“I didn't really get a choice in what I was put in. even you still had to work outside of the infirmary” he said to me softly. I looked at him and smiled.

“Yea i know, sorry it was a stupid question, i've just always wondered that '' i said, i cringed inwardly at my dialogue.

“Nah it's fine, we haven't gotten to talk much so i don't blame you for asking” he said calmly, he smiled again. We sat there in silence, a comfortable silence. I stared at him and smiled lightly, I didn't know how much time had passed nor did I care. For a moment I was content.

“y/n, im back” i heard Urban yell in a boarded tone, i slowly got up. I felt reaper grab my hand but I carefully removed his hand from mine and sent him a reassuring smile. I walked down to the bars of the zoo and saw Urban holding a small purple napkin. He handed me it along with water in a glass bottle. I opened the napkin and saw a small sandwich with some berries and bread. I looked up at urban and smiled gratefully.

“Thank you Urban, i swear me and Reaper were gonna die of starvation” i said, he seemed to get annoyed from my statement.

“I brought them for you not him.” he said, his eyebrows furrowed. I rolled my eyes and looked at him with a blank face. Instead of arguing with him i decided to play into the capitals game

“Urban, I need my district partner to be alive, you know, so I can win. So you can win that prize.'' I said, a part of me wanted to break the glass bottle the second I said that. Urban had nothing to lose if i lost, probably wouldn't even care if i died besides the fact he lost a cash prize or whatever it was. However Urban seemed to be pleased with my answer.

“Fine, whatever will make you win.” he said with a slight huff. I couldn't help but laugh a little. He looked at me confused.

“Sorry you remind me of my sister, always so impatient.” I said as I caught my breath. This only seemed to annoy him though

“You should be lucky i even brought you anything, that someone like me is even speaking to the likes of you.” he said with a tone ripped with condescension. I stared at him blankly for a second my fist almost clenching around the food.

“I dont even know why your upset and second if you keep saying comments like that to me, i might just kill myself the second i step in the ring. Just to know you would face the embarrassment of your mentie dying first and you not getting any money." I didn't fully mean it of course, but I just wanted him to shut up and take me seriously. At least give me and the others basic respect. Knowing the capital though it would take a lot more than that to be treated with basic dignity. Maybe If they wouldn't treat me like I was human, I could at least teach Urban to treat me like I was human.

Urban just stared at me, he turned and started to walk away. “Urban wait” i said loudly, he stopped and turned around which surprised me. “Thank you for the food and water. I appreciate it, "I said a little begrudgingly. Maybe I was imagining it but I swore I could have seen a faint smile cross his mouth before he shook it away and continued to walk away.

I turned and walked back to reaper who was eyeing me. I smiled and handed him a half of the sandwich. He refused it.

“Reaper you gotta eat, i'm not gonna eat that part so if you don't eat it. it's gonna go to waste. Plus I can hear your stomach rumbling and it worries me. So eat.” I said to him, he tried to protest but I forced the half into his hand. I also handed him the water bottle wich unlike the sandwich he accepted immediately. He took a few gulps of the water before handing it to me. I put the bottle to my lips and drank. I tried to preserve as much water as possible but it was hard. My thirst was almost unquenchable. Soon I put the water down and started to eat my half of the sandwich.

A piece of glass could be herd shattering and before long i heard screams. I looked up and saw a tribute with a broken glass bottle in her hand shoving it into her mentors neck. Soon capital guards started firing into the zoo at the tribute. A bullet nearly grazed me before reaper pulled me and him behind a tree. His arms were wrapped around me protectively while I held on to him like it was my last moments. Soon the bullets stop, I heard reaper mutter into my ear “It's ok”. I didn't know if he was saying that to calm me or himself. But it didn't really matter.

Soon we stepped out from the covering of the trees. The only thing i saw was brandy and her mentor lying on the ground. The people on the outside of the cage were huddled around the mentor. One boy had his hands on her neck as he screamed for help. Then there was brandy. Her body was riddled with bullets and one went straight through her head. Her body bled out on the ground. It took everything in me not to rush forward towards her body. But I was smarter than to risk my life right now.

I felt Reaper grab my hand, I looked at him slowly, tears starting to stream down my face as the full reality of the games sunk in.

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Im so sorry it took so long, and ill be real second part will prob take long to espichally since i got exams coming up. but trust i will be working on this story and the other story.

#reaper ash #x reader #sejanus plinth x reader #reaper ash x reader #coriolanus snow #coriolanus x reader #lucy gray baird #lucy gray x coriolanus #coral #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas x reader #tbosbas #tbosas

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cyberrgirlsblog · 1 year ago

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update abt the reaper fic

ok so im changing the mentors up for y/n because of how i want the timeline to play out. im going to be changing her/your mentor from felix to Urban the mentor of teslee. please vote on quotes that would descrie there mentor and tribuite relitionship. trust me they will come into play

listen yall im trying to cook but writers block is hitting hard and i need to rewatch the movie. im so sorry its taking longer than i would have liked.

dw dw tho yall this is main Reaper ash x y/n dw

#reaper ash #x reader #fem reader #reaper ash x fem reader #reaper ash x reader #tbosbas #tbosas x reader #marcus x reader #urban x reader

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cyberrgirlsblog · 2 years ago

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Candle ligth Pt4

trigger warning: cussing, smoking, not proof read, erm idk. kinda rushed revolation erm yea i hope this is ok, lm if i should change anything, some inacurate use of drugs and names for them like more modern names for stuff. spelling

Your pov

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I woke up in the morning to the semblance of sunlight shining in my eyes. I groaned and turned over trying to fall back asleep but soon started to cough after I inhaled smoke in my lungs. I sat up and looked around the room only to see ash sitting on his bed smoking a cig.

“Ash what the fuck, its like 9:00am or some shit why the fuck are you smoking” i groaned in irritation, looked at me and rolled his eyes. I was surprised since he rarely ever did smoke anything that wasn't weed

“Yea well too bad, pol said it was ok too before you ask.” he said rather bluntly but i could swear i saw a slight smirk at the edge of his lips.

“Yea well good for you, also when did you even start smoking anything but weed .” I said confused, he inhaled the smoke from his cigarette and blew it out. Before he could respond i herd a nock on the door.

“Hello?” i said not knowing if it was pol or one of her maids who was knocking on the door.

“It's me” I heard pol's distinct voice say, she opened the door and saw me and ash looking at her with curious eyes. She breathed in before speaking “Tommy is having a ballet and he wants you two to come to supply stuff we don't have. You need to leave by the time the ballet starts. Please while there do not say anything you would usually say.” Me and ash shared a look before looking back at Pol

“What type of drugs do you need and what do you mean don't say what we usually say are there gonna be some high class shits there or something.” Ash said, I nodded as I continued to stare at pol. I was suspicious about why she seemed somewhat uneasy.

“That's what I mean, don't talk like that when you're there, there will be some important people there try not to talk to them. If they talk to you first, that's different.” she said with a serious tone. She took a puff of her own cigarette. The room slowly started to smell more and more of smoke making me cough slightly.

“What should we wear there and do you have a notepad so i can write down what we need to bring pol.” I said while getting up from my bed and going over to the desk.

“If they are in the 2nd there should be a pen in there as well, we need some cannabis and morphine. The money will be there when you arrive one of the maids will show you where it is” she said, i wrote down what and how much that was needed.

“Also it's formal so I expect you two to look nice and not like you just walked out of a pub. It's this friday” she said, i chuckled a little bit.

“We will make sure to look presentable for those rich fucks dont worry.”i said and looked over at Ash to make sure he heard me. I turned around as I stood up from the chair and folded the note.

“And if anyone asks why you're here say you make art and that's why you're here so (y/n) i need you to paint a picture of anything really just to cover you two. How far along are you with the painting of Tommy and lizzy” she said, I looked at her and nodded. The way we often covered up drug sails was by smuggling it in through art.

“I'm almost done with just some touch ups I need to do to the background but it should be done. But if i want it to be done by this friday i need to get back home know” i said with urgency in my voice.

Pol looks at me and nods her head “ok well i'll get the car started don't take too long to pack up anything you brought.” she said as she left the room

“Thank you Mrs. Gray "I yelled out, I started to pack the few things I brought and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and make myself look presentable. I stuck my head out the bathroom and looked at ash

“Yo are you gonna come with me or stay here?” I asked him as I walked back into the room while grabbing my bag. Ash looked at me and shook his head.

“Nah i think ima stay here for a bit try to get in contact with fez.” he said looking at me and smiling slightly.

‘’Ok well stay safe ash and don't get yourself into anything stupid okay i got people that will tell me if you do.” i said while lightly punching him in his shoulder

“Aye what? (Y/n) the fuck do you mean you got people?” he said confused, as i walked out the door i turned and sent a playful grin towards him before leaving the room and closing the door behind me. As I walked down stares I could hear people talking. When I got down I saw it was Aberham Gold and Polly.

“Toms got a fucking trues with them Pol-” he stopped once he saw me. The thing was he didnt know who I was but I knew of him. I knew his son had been killed by the billy boys and that he was a good shooter.

“Sorry if i'm interrupting anything.” I said to them I shifted my eyes to the floor to put up a nervous front. “Pol, ash said he's gonna stay here for a bit. I thought I should let you know.” I heard footsteps come over to me. I looked up from the ground and saw Pol looking at me.

“That's fine but are you fine being by yourself at home?” she asked like a concerned mother or maybe she was just asking to be kind either way it confused me somehow.

“Well at home there are weapons so if anyone tries anything I'll shoot them.” i said a bit quieter compared to my normal tone. Pol looked at me and nodded her head. I noticed Aberham looking at me with an unreadable look on his face. I felt a smirk appeared on my face, i shifted my eyes between the two of them

“ This is your boyfriend Pol?” I asked with a giggle. I could see both of them roll their eyes and pol pushed me to the front door.

“Get in the car (Y/n) I'll meet you there in a minute.” she said with a playfully annoyed voice. I laughed and waved to Abraham and walked out to the car. I opened the door and set my things down next to me in the other seat. I took out a cigarette and lit it, but not before opening the door of the car and getting out. I observed the neighborhood, it was a higher class neighborhood compared to the others in Birmingham, the skys were clearer and it was more quiet. I noticed a car parked outside of a house with someone in it. It appeared to be a man but it was hard to tell. But what I could tell is that they were looking at Pol's house. I blew out some smoke from my cigarette and threw it on the ground and snuffed it out. I looked back up at the car and noticed they were looking at me now. I stared back squinting my eyes for some hope to see through the tinted glass of the car windows but before I could get a good look I heard the door open.

“Well let's go (Y/n), Oh and this is Abraham gold, Abraham this is (Y/n).” she said as she got in the car Abraham followed and sat next to her. I got into the seat behind them. As the driver got in the car I took note of abraham. He was wearing working class clothes. He had gray hair that looked like it was just cut.

It seemed that he sensed my eyes on him as he turned his head to look back at me, i smiled “Nice to meet you Mr. Gold sorry for intruding on your conversation with Ms.Gray”

“Nice to meet you (y/n), you have a last name don't you?” he asked, smiling back at me.

“If I did , you would know it. I was adopted and given my name by my grandmother.” i said looking at him, it wasn't a lie necessarily i was given a name by my grandma but i changed it to (Y/n) after a while i mean Ash might of kept his but no one calls him ashtray. I changed my name to (y/n) after we moved out of the states, there's no document of it though. There's no documents of my old name either, But I like it that way because it makes it easier for me to keep a low profile and harder for people to research me beyond what I do on a daily basis.

I turned and looked at the window and watched as the houses passed by, my eyes looking around anytime we made a stop. To try to find anything that would interest me, I could hear the voices of pol and abraham but i didn't listen to what they were saying. I didn't care, I just wanted to get home.

Time jump

The car stopped outside of my house, it was a small house but bigger than the ones in small heath, it was an old farmhouse but not like tommys it was more of a mansion. We didn't grow anything, though maybe some flowers or corn but that was all.

“Thank you for taking me here Ms. Gray, I do appreciate it a lot” I said before getting out of the car and grabbing my things. I closed the door behind me and waved before walking up to the house.

Silently, I turned the doorknob and entered the room. Gently, I slipped off my shoes and ascended the staircase. Crossing the hallway, I peered into my grandmother's room through the slightly ajar door. A serene sight met my eyes – she slumbered peacefully, the weight of her worries visibly lifted. A smile crept across my lips, reassured by her newfound tranquility.

I went down to living room and there I carefully unfolded the drape that veiled my work-in-progress, a depiction of Tommy and Lizzie. With deliberate steps, I placed the cloth on the floor, clearing a space for me to start painting.

Fetching my watercolor brushes and selecting the appropriate hues, and started to paint. The canvas came alive under the caress of my brushstrokes, I blended the colors, giving life to the background. The trees that graced my window became the cornerstone of this painting, their forms and shades guiding my vision.

While engrossed in my painting, a knock at the door jolted me from my concentration. Puzzled by the unexpected interruption, I put down my brushes and retrieved my gun from the side table. With the weapon discreetly concealed on my person, my senses heightened.

"Hello," I greeted, cracking the door open just enough to peer out. The persons identity remained hidden, and I wasn't gonna take any risks.

"Is this (y/n)'s house?" the voice inquired. Though familiar, I struggled to place it.

"Who's asking?" I responded skeptically, slightly widening the door's opening.

"Duke," came the reply. The moment that name escaped his lips, the door swung fully open, and a rush of emotions flooded me as I looked at the figure infront of me. He looked every bit of the Duke I remembered, and a genuine smile graced my lips. Although part of me wanted to hug him and share how much I'd missed him, I held back, mindful of our past boundaries.

"Hey. How did you…. find me?" I asked, a blend of happiness and confusion evident in my tone.

"I remembered where your house was from our 1st encounter, to be honest." he explained, his gaze steady and direct.

"Want to come in then, or is this just a brief visit?" I asked, maintaining our eye contact.

"Um... sure," he agreed. I widened the doorway, and he entered. Barely a few steps inside, I intervened by placing a hand on his shoulder.

"yo, hold on. take off your shoes. I dont want to have any mud or dirt tracked in," I said. Once he complied, I withdrew my hand and he turned to the wall and took off his shoes. The phone rang.

As Duke stepped inside and I discreetly answered the phone, a sense of unease settled over me. The voice on the other end sounded unfamiliar, and the mention of Fezco, me, and Ashtray raised an internal alarm.

"Hello?" I responded cautiously, trying to maintain a composed demeanor.

"Is this the residence of Fezco, (y/n), and Ashtray?" The calm mellow voice of an American female was heard on the other end held a calculated tone, sending a chill down my spine.

"Who's asking?" I repeated, my voice tinged with a mix of wariness and curosity.

The voice on the phone grew slightly colder, a hint of menace lacing its words. "we're concerned about the company they've been keeping. Working with the Peaky Blinders."

My heart raced, realizing that this was no ordinary call. The implications of this conversation began to sink in – our connections, our allegiances were being scrutinized, and our safety was hanging in the balance.

"Look, whoever you are, I don't know what your talking about." I retorted, my voice firm, a shield of defiance against the mounting threat.

The voice remained unfazed, its threat now more explicit. "Fezco, (y/n), and Ashtray might want to reconsider their loyalties if they value their well-being. The Peaky Blinders' enemies have a long reach, and are not afraid to take drastic measures."

My mind raced, assessing the situation. It was clear that the caller was well-informed, aware of our affiliations, and determined to exploit our vulnerability.

"I don't take kindly to threats, also why threaten them?" I responded, my voice now in a whisper and edged with a steely resolve. "If you think we'll be intimidated, you're mistaken."

The line went silent for a moment before the voice spoke again, its tone measured. "Remember, (y/n), everyone has weaknesses, even those who walk in the shadow of the Peaky Blinders. Make your choice wisely."

With that chilling finality, the call ended. I stood there, phone in hand, the weight of the threat sinking in. As I turned back to rejoin Duke, the gravity of our situation became all too clear – the world we were entangled in was more rife with danger than I knew, and the safety of Fezco, Ashtray, and myself. I huffed in frustration, before turning back to a confused duke.

"Make yourself comfortable," I offered while trying to make it seem like it was a normal phone call that had just happened. leading the way into the cozy space filled with the gentle glow of natural light filtering through the windows. The unfinished painting of Tommy and Lizzie stood prompt up.

Duke's eyes wandered around the room, his gaze eventually settling on the painting. "You paint?" he remarked, a hint of admiration in his voice. It seemed like he has not paid to much mind to the call

"Yea i do, Thanks," I replied, i felt my face heat up. "It's a work in progress."

“"Who are those people in the painting?" Duke's voice carried a note of genuine curiosity as his gaze remained fixed on the canvas.

I turned to face the artwork, my own smile reflecting the fondness I held for the depicted characters. "That's Tommy Shelby and his wife, Lizzie Shelby, or formerly Lizzie Stark," I explained. My attention lingered on the painting as I recalled the intricate details I had carefully woven into the canvas.

"Shelby?" Duke's reaction was unmistakable – a mix of surprise and disbelief.

I met his astonished gaze with a subtle smile. "I've been creating art for the Shelbys for a while now. This isn't the first time I've 'painted' for them. I suppose they appreciate my work, do you know them?" I responded. Before Duke could ask further, I cut him off.

"Would you like something to drink?" I offered, listing the available options – whisky, rum, wine, and water. His prompt choice of water made it clear he wasn't in the mood for alcohol.

As I fetched the water and poured two glasses, “you don't drink?” the duke asked, "I drink whatever my guests prefer," I clarified, the corners of my lips curling into a knowing smile. Sipping from my own glass, I maintained a relaxed posture, ready to address his deeper concerns.

His next inquiry, laden with curiosity and a touch of worry, cut to the core of the matter. "is it true what people sayabout them (Y/n)?"

I sighed softly, the sound of my foot bouncing nervously on the ground filled the room "Duke, I dont know how much i can share but to answer your question, yes. In fact, they've reached out to me and my brothers before. When we first came to England, they extended an offer to… collaborate."

Duke's reaction was a dance of surprise and restraint, his attempts to speak yielding to a quiet contemplation. in a impulsive moment i decide to reveal a half truth. Retrieving my concealed gun and placing it on the table, I leaned in slightly, locking eyes with him.

"Duke, I'm sharing this with you because in some weird way I trust you. My brothers and I, well, our hands are dirty. We deal…. things. the shelbys have helped us out. I need you to understand the trust I'm putting in you. That call i had was a threat to me and my brothers and it's not the first either.``

Leaning back, I continued, a mischievous glint in my eye. "If you were to betray this trust, the consequences would be shitty. But I believe you won't. For some odd reason I trust you with this, and I don't know why."

Duke's expression was a blend of confusion and composed acceptance, his gaze steady as he processed my revelations. As the last drop of water quenched my thirst, I held his gaze, waiting for his response, aware that connection had just been tested and solidified in a single moment.

Duke's contemplative silence hung in the air, showing the weight of the information he had just been entrusted with. His eyes held a mixture of uncertainty and understanding of the complexities that lay beneath the surface of our interaction.

Duke finally spoke, he reached and put a hand on my sholder sligthly pulling me closer to him, leaving me to stare into his sligthly wide hazel eyes. his voice carrying a sense of respect. "I won't betray your trust (Y/n)”

I acknowledged his words with a nod, my demeanor calm and collected. Duke let go of my shoulder removing any warmth i had felt, he leaned back, his gaze shifting from the gun to my eyes. "why do you trust me? you dont know anything about me so why tell me this."

I leaned forward, a thoughtful smile playing on my lips. "im still tryna figure that out Duke. i just do thought, i dont trust easly but for you i will."

Duke's brow furrowed as he contemplated my words, in some odd way he liked that you trusted him so easily, he like how his name rolled off your tung . "So, you trust me, just like that?"

"yea, Duke," I replied rather bluntly.

He took a moment to absorb my response before speaking again. "Um well i wont betray your trust (Y/n)”

I leaned back, mirroring his posture. "So know that you know that about me why don't you tell me about yourself."

Duke's gaze was thoughtful, and I could tell he was processing the layers of meaning behind my words. "Alright, (Y/n)."

As the evening unfolded, Duke and I got deeper into conversation, discussing our aspirations, dreams, and the intricacies of life that had shaped us. The unfinished painting of Tommy and Lizzie stood as a silent witness to our burgeoning connection, a symbol of the artistry and authenticity that had revealed so much in such a short amount of time. I only told duke the top of the iceberg when it came to me and my family but so far thats all he would need to know.

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"Man, some people just do weird ass shit," I remarked with a laugh.

Duke nodded, a grin forming on his face. " You wouldn't believe the things I've seen and heard working at those fairgrounds. Once, I was walking towards one of the tents, and I heard these two folks figthing" I chuckled, intrigued. "why?"

Duke's smile widened as he clarified, "dont know, 'parently they both after the same girl, she had been with both of em" He gestured with his hands, leaving the rest to imagination.

I took a bite of the food I had brought along and smirked. "good on her i guess, not many men would figth for a girl like that.”

Duke let out a laugh. "well i dont know (y/n) more men would figth for a woman's love thani think you realize.”

I couldn't help but shake my head in amusement. "thats hard for me to beileve, from what ive seen with men in small heath. they'll fight over things like a glass of beer."

Duke leaned back, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "I guess some people figth over shit as stupid as that, others though have more respect than to figth over beer."

“thats true,anyways speaking of small heith. one time i was there and i went into a betting shop to delivery some goods and well i shouldve knocked cause i walked in on some random guy and girl just on one of the tables fucking. I don't think they saw me so I just left.” I said while chuckling and cringing at the memory.

As I was laughing I heard the phone ring, I had no idea who it could be. A pit of anxiety built up in my stomach as I looked at duke.

As I picked up the phone, a mixture of relief and curiosity filled me. It was Tommy Shelby on the other end.

"Hello Mr. Shelby, can I help you with anything?" I inquired, my tone respectful but tinged with curiosity.

"Good evening," his voice carried its usual air of authority. "I thought I should give you a heads-up about something. You're delivering the painting and the merchandise to my party tomorrow, correct?"

A sense of intrigue settled over me as I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. "Yea, that's correct."

"Good. Now, I'm aware that certain... elements will be present at the party. Oswald Mosley, for one," he continued, his voice measured.

My curiosity deepened as he mentioned Mosley's name. Oswald Mosley – a man with a reputation and connections that sent shivers down the spines of many. "Yes, I've heard of him." my tone grim

Tommy's tone turned more serious. "I suggest you keep your distance from him, (Y/n). Mosley's got a way of getting into people's heads, and I wouldn't want you caught up in any of his schemes."

I nodded, even though he couldn't see it. "I appreciate the warning, Mr. Shelby. I'll be sure to be cautious."

"Good," he replied. "Remember, we've got business to attend to, and Mosley's not someone you want to involve yourself with."

His words held a weight that wasn't lost on me. "I understand, Mr. Shelby. I'll keep my focus on the task at hand."

"Very well. See you at there" he said, his tone returning to its usual directness.

"Thank you, Mr. Shelby. Looking forward to it," I replied before hanging up.

As I walked back to where Duke was sitting, he looked at me expectantly. "Everything alright?"

I nodded, a mixture of thoughts and emotions swirling within me. "Yeah, just a call related to the party tomorrow."

Duke raised an eyebrow. "Party? Anything exciting?"

I chuckled softly, aware of the secrecy that often surrounded the Shelby family's affairs. "You could say that. But it seems like it might be more eventful than I expected."

Duke's gaze was curious. "In a good way or a bad way?"

I met his eyes, a mixture of determination and curiosity in my expression. "Only one way to find out."

I looked at my watch to check the time, 12:00 am shit.

“Damn its late you gotta be anywhere early tomorrow?” i asked duke

“Yea but they won't notice if I'm late, they'll probably be late because a lot of fair workers went to the pub, one of them invited me but I said no.” i smirked at what Duke just said

“Aw you decided to give up the pub to come visit me how sweet.” I said with a giggle, duke rolled his eyes, his cheeks brightening slightly with blush. I went and sat down this time next to him not to close though.

“Shut up” duke said, i just looked over at him, my eyes roaming over his face. They lingered on his lips a bit longer than they should have, I hit him on the shoulder slightly.

“Calm down man, was just joking.” i said, I giggled a bit looking ahead at the painting, my smile dimmed a bit, the eyes of Thomas Shelby were all I could see in that moment. His cold unmoving eyes that I depicted so perfectly in the painting. Lizzies eyes were light and while they had a closed off look they weren't as threatening as tommys.

“Hey duke.” i said finally turning away from the painting

“Thanks for coming to visit. I appreciate it a lot.” I said to him with a smile.

“Really? He asked if his face was hard to read but he seemed almost confused, so I smiled at him.

“Yea I missed you. I mean it duke, i know its corny as fuck but like i dont know i cant explain it.” i said my voice lowered a bit from shynes. Maybe it was because I was tired but I swear I could see him smile, not a smug smile or a mean one but a genuine smile.

“Are you always so… honest about how you feel about people (y/n)?” he asked me.

“Only with people I'm comfortable with. Anyways, do you want to stay the night or do you have somewhere to stay? "I asked him. I made sure my tone only had hospitality in it and nothing else. Duke thinks for a little,

“I have a place to stay dont worry” he said, i nodded my head and got up and went to the kitchen to grab him some extra food, i came back and gave him it.

“Um well ill see you when i see you i guess?” i said awkwardly while he got up. We walked to the front door. I opened it and he walked outside.

“Oh also Duke, I got a place in small heath. Here's the address, i can't promise that ill always be there thought.'' I said as I handed him a note with the address. He took it and pretended to read it before placing it in his coat pocket, not wanting to revile he couldnt read.

“Thanks (Y/n), ill uh see you later and remember you can always stop by the fair its gonna be here in the area for a little.” he said, he looked away and coughed after he said that.

“Ill try it depend on how things pan out for me thought, thanks for stopping by again duke, bye.” i said before i closed the door. I slid down the door until I hit the floor, I listened till I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore.

“Shit” I said before getting up and walking upstairs. I went to bed knowing tomorrow will be something i don't think I'm prepared for.

#duke shelby x reader #peaky blinder headcanon #tommy shelby #dukeshelby #polly gray #john shelby #peaky blinder fanfic #ashtray #euphoria #peaky blinders #tommy shelby x you #finn shelby #finn shelby x reader

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cyberrgirlsblog · 2 years ago

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lil sneak peek of the first chapter

“I hate this.” i said, i dug my cross necklace out from under the shirt of my dress and fiddled with it, “you could've gotten out of this.” said reaper, he was right i didn't have to be hear unlike him my name wasn't drawn i chose to volunteer in place of dill, know were here in the middle of some old abandoned zoo surrounded by capitalies gawking at me, at all of us like we're animals. In their eyes though we probably are.

(also gonna release the next part of my other fic tmrw)

#reaper ash x reader #marcus x reader #sejanus plinth x reader #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow #tbosbas #the hunger games

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cyberrgirlsblog · 2 years ago

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new idea for my reaper ash x reader and a sligth marcus x reader in there maybe some more idk yet fic,its gonna have religious themes a timeskip, and a shit ton of angst, idk how to allow comments

also i havent forgotten abt my other fic dw

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jessup x fem!reader hcs: meeting

600+ words, headcanons, fluff, no tags

a/n: hi yall im so sorry for basically dipping, i had finals to focus on but im now on break and im gonna be back to working through my requests! next up should be my lucy gray x fem reader :) also i cannot remember who requested anything with jessup but this one's for you, if enough people like this i would love to expand more on this series of hcs :)

Oh Jessup, Jessup…

You were a member of the Covey!

While you loved singing, you spent more time playing the harmonica and banjo for the group

You loved those instruments, but you wish you got to sing, especially in a performance

The thing stopping you was fear, in simple terms

Sometimes you write songs while the rest of your family swim in the lake

You don’t show off these songs, knowing Lucy Gray and Maude Ivory would beg you to perform them at a show one night and you know you would cave for them

So to not let that happened, you only sang for yourself when no one else is listening

It was downtime at the Seam when you first met Jessup

It was nearing the time when the miners were leaving the mines and you were out trying to sell some goat cheese, you had some time before they arrived so to past the time, you decided to play some tunes on your harmonica

You got so into it, you didn’t realize someone was watching you play until you heard clapping once you finished the songs, pulling you out of your trance to look at the source of the clapping

Stood before you was an incredibly handsome man

He was tall, muscular too, and he was wearing the miner’s uniform which he somehow made it look amazing

You bowed slightly towards him, a small blush on your cheeks

“That was a lovely song.”

“Thank you, I let the instrument take over and create the song.”

“As lovely as the instrument is at making music, what about the songs you make, darling?”

Oh.

You avoid his eyes as you hear him chuckle, he leaves before anything further can happen but he made an impact

For the next week, you show up at the Seam around the time the miners leave in hopes to see him again but it always seems you’re too late

One night before a performance with your family, you decided to write a song about the mysterious man who plagued your thoughts

Well, Lucy Gray snuck up behind you and caught a glimpse at this love song before you recognized her presence

“Whose got you thinking these thoughts?”

Cue you jumping from surprise

After you tell her about the stranger, she asks you to describe him and for a second, has a knowing look in her eyes

“We should perform this tomorrow night, with you as our leading lady”

Before you could protest, Maude Ivory heard and started getting excited at the idea of you singing on stage and soon enough, everyone in the Covey was down for this last minute song to the set list

Fast forward to the next night

To say you were nervous was an understatement, you guys spent the day working on the instruments and final touches on the song

You were dolled up in your best outfit for tonight, knowing that eyes would fall on you longer than they have in past performances

Lucy Gray came up behind you and gently squeezed your hand, sensing your nervousness

Soon enough, Maude Ivory was on stage, introducing the band

“Tonight we have a brand new song, written by one of our lovely ladies, it’s her first time singing for y’all!!”

At the introduction, you took a deep breath and walked on stage

The performance was a blur and the crowd loved it

As you ended the song, you finally could find yourself looking at the faces of the crowd and there he was: your handsome stranger

The rest of the night went by fast, your eyes looking back to where he was and he was always looking at you

Once the show was over and you were finished packing up your banjo, you felt a tap on your shoulder

Looking around and the stranger was there, a sweet smile on his face

“What a lovely song, did your harmonica write it?”

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RAAAAAHHH im so tired of only seeing cornilous snow fanics or whatever his name is ima start writing some for ppl like reaper marcus ect. give me time also im almost done with my other fic yall

#peaky blinder headcanon #duke shelby x reader #tommy shelby #peaky blinder fanfic #dukeshelby #peaky blinders #polly gray #john shelby #ashtray #euphoria #the hunger games #reaper ash x reader #marcus x reader #snow x reader #tbosas x reader #tbosas

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candle ligth part 3

sorry for the LONG ASS wait like fr, idk how many ppl read this but yea . the hole thing ive written is dead ass like 29,000 words or some shit like that, i got carried away.

Part 3

(TW) cussing, mentions how a dead body looks

Not beta read!!!!!!!

1929, 3 weeks before the planned assassination. And 7 weeks since (y/n) and duke last saw eachother

“What the fuck” I said looking down at the front steps of my house, my hand covering my mouth in shock and horror. I look down to find the body of a dead boy in front of my door.

“First day living in small heith and this is the shit that happens I mean like the fuck. I don't know who sent that and who that person was but that's fucked up man.” I said my voice breaking while paseing around my room, my hands shaking. Ash was sitting on my bed listening to me tentatively. Fez would've been here if it wasn't for him going to visit his girlfriend Lexi in the USA for the week. Even though I was talking about this like it was an everyday occurrence it still shook me to my core. It was unnerving.

“You think it's got something with us working more closely with the peaky,” Ash said, looking at me. I called him as soon as it happened along with Tommy but his maid picked up saying he was out but she would let him know when he came back. I looked at Ash and nodded.

“Maybe, I mean it's the most probable option. But we still got a body to deal with. I mean if we call the cops what the hell do we do about this shit." I said while I paced around my room. As the old boards creaked under my feet.

“If we call the fucking cops Fez will kill us Don't be a dumb ass. Look, we take the body and put it in an incinerator. Pay the workers to keep their mouths shut and we'll see what happens.” Ash said before lighting a cigarette. He offered me one but I declined.

“Yea but should we figure out who the dude is? I mean I'm already in enough shit with fez. Dude barely even lets me leave the house without someone he knows coming with me.” I said sitting down next to Ash, letting my head fall back into the wall, and sighing.

—-----------3rd person pov

Since you went to the carnival fez has been more on edge about trusting you. Thinking back on it you should have asked Ada to be an alibi for you if Fez ever called her about your where abouts. She told him she was at her house and didn't even know about a carnival happening. Fez was pissed when he found out that you had lied to him. But you also hated how there was a double standard when it came to you and Ash. He could go out for hours and not even come home for days and Fez is rarely ever worried but if you leave and don't come home before night time all of a sudden you have Fez and his friends looking for you. You hated how he acted but a small part of you understood why.

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When you were 11 you and Ash went to the bank to withdraw the money your grandma had not yet withdrawn. You and Ash got separated, Ash came home crying telling Fez how someone had grabbed you and taken you away. The man was someone who worked with Mouse and your older brother hadn't paid the fair amount that he was supposed to for some of the product that was bought from Mouse.

Mouse took you and locked you up in a room in some house that looked like it was a personal haven for rats to stay in. It wasn't till a couple of hours later that a bag was put over your head and you were retired back to Fez, Ash, and your grandma.

Ever since then, Fez has been paranoid about you, and it would be a lie to say those events haven't affected you in any way.

That is one of the reasons you asked Ash to teach you how to fight and started to carry a gun at all times.

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(y/n) looks over at ash ‘’ you think that it could be-’’

“No, if it is im gonna kill him the second I see him or his friend and anyways we stopped doing business with him for almost a year,” Ash said while looking at the wall in front of him.

“Ash, this is something he would do. It's fucked up but it's true you and I both know that,’’ she said looking over at Ash.

His eyebrows creased and he clenched his fits. Memories going back to the day he saw you, his sister snatched up by some guy and he couldn't do anything to stop it from happening. He knew he wouldn't let anything like that happen again to you.

“Ash you know it's not gonna happen again right? I won't let it happen, you won't let it happen, shit fez will make sure it doesn't happen,” she said turning her head to face the door of the room.

“And anyways it could just have something to do with Tommy or some shit. And maybe I'm just being delusional by saying that other shit. But hey I got this if it ever comes down to it” (y/n) said before lifting her coat jacket revealing the holster that held her gun.

Ash looked down at her gun before looking up and slowly nodding his head. They had an understanding of each other that only siblings could have. Suddenly there was a knock on the door downstairs.

Ash and (Y/n) look at each other before getting up from the bed and going downstairs.

(y/n) heart started beating faster than normal, her hands felt clammy and she could feel a cold sweat. Ash was the same, once they got downstairs they got to the door. Ash reach for his gun while (y/n) opened the door.

The knocking happened again this time harder and louder. (Y/n) and Ash held their breath before (y/n) slowly twisted the doorknob

“Fuck Pol you scared the shit out of us,” she said before letting out a breath of relief and opening the door just enough for her to get in.

“I got a call about what happened from Tommy's maid,” she said while looking at us her eyes glazing around.

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“Weres your brother,” she said, I and Ash looked at each other. We were looking into each other's eyes for a quick second before answering.

“He's in the U.S.’’ I said looking at Pol.

“Anyway come we put the body in the kitchen. It's i really brutal sight.” I said before I and Ash started walking towards the kitchen with Pol right behind us. Once we got there I heard Pol breathe in a quick breath.

The man's body was anything but pretty half of his face was disfigured and his arm was bent in an unnatural position. His clothes were ragged and slightly burnt. Blood had dried on his head from where his head wound was.

“I-i think I may know who that is,” Pol said before taking a shaky step back.

“Pol who is it, we need to know please,” I said looking at her while scratching the skin on my arm almost to the point of drawing blood until ash stopped me from going any further.

“He was a boy who worked for the peaky blinders about the same age as Finn. We need to call the family. Do you guys have a phone.’’ she asked while looking back at the boy's body. I pointed at the phone on the table stand and she went to make a call.

—------------------- 3 hrs later, 2nd person

I sat on the couch in the living room staring at the radio as it played static. Pure static is all I could listen to, it helped clear my mind and fuzz it out better than the other channels did. All you could think about was the boy who was just at the kitchen table. His name was Jimmy walsh he was 16 years old and his family had moved from Ireland to the Uk. he was working with the Peakys to help his family earn money. His body wasn't supposed to be at your doorstep, it was supposed to be at the betting shop's doorstep.

I wondered if he had any friends and if he wanted to go to school once his family had made enough money. If he had a lover, if he had any siblings, and how many he had. When thinking about him though you couldn't help but have your mind go to Duke. it had been a while since you had seen him.

Was he alive, was he well? Did he still work at the fairground or did he get a new job? As these questions plagued your mind. My leg started to shake and the tapping from my foot started to get louder and louder.

A hand was laid on my shoulder causing me to jump my heart stopping for a second before looking at the person who had done that. When I looked I expected to see ash but instead, I saw Polly.

“Jesus Pol you scared me,” you said while covering your face with your hands.

“I'm sorry (Y/n) wasn't my intention but I just want to check on you. I tried to find your brother but I think he went to the pub.” she while removing my hand from my face and wiping away the tears from my face which I had failed to notice.

I looked at her in the eyes while trying to form words but all that came out were sobs painful sobs of everything that had built up in for the past years. Pol lay my head on her shoulder and hugged me with one hand on my head and the other on my upper back.

“N-no I not” I let out in shaky breaths that were uneven and tears streaming down my face.

“Ssh try to catch your breath.” pol said while rubbing my back.

“He was j-just a kid. A bit older than me a-and ash. He had a family that loved him and he's gone. It's all so fucked up Pol.” I said while burying my face in her shoulder even more.

“It is, it is, he was an innocent boy who was killed. You shouldn't have seen that and he shouldn't have died.” Polly said while running her hand up and down my hair.

We just sat there for what felt like forever. I wanted to ask who she thought had done it. I wanted to ask if I could do anything to help but in the end, I knew it would all be futile. From what Fez told me, peaky business was peaky business and not to ask questions. Don't get our family deeper than we already are.

After a while, Polly withdrew from the hug. She looked me in the eyes and wiped the remaining tears from my face and gave me a smile I could only imagine a mother could give her daughter.

“How about this? You stay at my house for tonight and your brother can as well. I dont want you or your brother to stay here alone for now,” she said

“Pol it's fine we can handle ourselves. You already have a lot on your plate. I don't want to burden you anymore,” I said with an unsure voice.

“Nonsense your welcome at my home anytime you like.” she said looking in my eyes before heading toward the front door.

“Well come on we're going to find your brother,” she said again, she opened the door and stepped outside, holding the door for me while I followed.

“He is probably at the garrison getting shit-faced or something,” i said walking next her while looking around slightly chuckling.

“Well we will see, how about this tomorrow you and me and maybe ash will go out for the day.” she says trying to lighten the mood, i look at her a laugh slightly.

“Sure why not but are you sure I mean me and ash were sorting things out at the house since we just got it we don't really have money to by-,” I say but am quickly cut off by pol

“Nonsense I will pay for anything you or your brother need okay,” she says while looking at me kindly. We walk through the street towards the garrison. It is musty and complex to breathe but it is what I have become slightly used to when it comes to Birmingham. The buildings are coated by years of smoke and children play in coal piles. If you look close enough you might mistake the falling ash for snow on Christmas day.

As (Y/n) and Polly continued walking towards the garrison, they passed by familiar faces in the neighborhood. Some nodded in acknowledgment while others gave them suspicious glances.it seemed Living in Small Heath, one could never be too sure who was a friend and who was an enemy. They finally reached the garrison, a place where many of the Shelby family members and their associates gathered. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with smoke and the smell of whiskey.

Polly's eyes scanned the room, searching for Ash, but he wasn't among the crowd. “Guess he's not here,” (Y/n) said, feeling slightly disappointed. Polly nodded, “Well, let's give him some more time. In the meantime, why don't we sit down and have a drink?”

she suggested, gesturing towards an empty table in the corner. They sat down, and Polly signaled for a drink. The bartender quickly poured them a couple of glasses of whiskey. (Y/n) took a sip, feeling the warmth of the liquid spread through her body. It was a welcome distraction from the chaos of the day. As they chatted and waited for Tommy, (Y/n) couldn't help but admire Polly's strength. Despite the loss of her own children and all the hardships she'd faced, Polly remained resilient and fiercely protective of those she cared about.

Soon, Tommy arrived at the garrison, looking troubled. His eyes met (Y/n)'s, and he gave her a small smile, a rare thing to see from him unless you were his childre, family or lover. He then turned to Polly and greeted her with a hug. “I heard about what happened at your place,” Tommy said in a low voice. Polly nodded, “Yes, it's a terrible situation. We're going to need to be cautious and keep an eye on things. (Y/n) and Ash needs protection.” “I'll make sure they have it,” Tommy replied, his expression stern.

“It's fine we can protect ourselves besides I think it was targeted at you guys more than it was at me, Ash or Fez,” i say while looking down slightly to scared to look them in the eyes as i could feel the gazes on me

“But we need to find out who did this and why. This was clearly about sending a message that and we won't be pushed around.” As they discussed their next steps, (Y/n) felt a mix of fear and determination. She knew she had to protect herself and her brother, but she also wanted justice for Jimmy's death. She couldn't bear the thought of another innocent life being lost because of the dangerous world they were caught up in.

Later Ash walked into the garrison looking around (y/n) caught her brother's eyes and waved him over to where she, Pol and Tommy were sitting, she ordered some drinks for everyone and continued to listen to Pol and Tommy talk.

The night wore on, and they continued to strategize, knowing that they had to be cautious in their every move. By the time they left the garrison, it was already late, and the streets of Small Heath were dimly lit. “Come with me,” Polly said to (Y/n) and Ash as they walked towards her house. “You'll stay with me for the night, and we'll figure out a plan together.”

(Y/n) nodded, feeling grateful for the support she was receiving from Polly and Tommy. Even though they were just business associates; they were treating her and Ash with more kindes than she thought they were owed but she felt happy at the same time, she was happy to have her brother with her as well and in the dangerous world they lived in, family meant everything. As they reached Polly's house, (Y/n) felt a mix of emotions. The events of the day had been overwhelming, and in her mind, the weight of the world seemed to rest on her shoulders.

By the time they got to pols house (y/n) felt exhausted and was slightly using ash as a walking support. Pol lead them up to the room they would sleep in it was spacious, there were two twin-sized beds with a desk put in between the 2 beds. A window looking outside that let the moonlight shine through and 2 closets on either sides of the beds

1st person

“Well I hope this is alright with you 2 i'll see you in the morning,” she said before leaving the room and closing the door. Me and ash having taken off our shoes once we originally got in the house walked to the different closets silently and got in them to change our clothes for the night, we brush our teeth and did whatever either of us usually did for our night routine

A moment passed by with neither of them saying anything until Ash decided to speak.

“You think this is a sign,” Ash said looking up at the ceiling, I looked over at him

“What do you mean,” I ask confused, Ash turns his head to look at me

“Maybe we should've stayed in the US and never left, maybe things would be better.” Ash said before looking back up at the ceiling.

“I don't think anywhere would be better for us ash, I mean the shit our family is involved with, no matter how far we run I don't think we'll ever be able to run away from what's coming,” I said while looking at Ash. he looked over at me with a gaze I knew all to well a gaze I had given him many times before when I felt helpless or confused.

“Whatever it is i'll make sure it doesn't hurt you Fez or grandma, ok ash, family above everything,” I said smiling at him.

“Oh also (y/n) when you went to that carnival who were you really with.” Ash said, his eyes filled with curiosity and mischive.

“Uhh… don't snitch to fez but it was a guy named Duke he worked at the circus but I haven't talked to him or seen him for a while and I have no way of contacting him, he was a cool dude thought i'd like to get to know him more,” I said, I could feel myself start to feel slightly happy at the thought of seeing him again

“Yeah, I bet you would like to get to know him better hmm,” Ash said jokingly, I shook my head with disgust

“Ew Ash what the fuck I barely know him, don't say shit like that.” I said covering my face in emmbarsesment and rolling over in my bed. I could hear Ash laugh, so I took one of the pillows and threw it at him, I could hear a tiny ow before he shut up.

“Night ash,” I said to him before closing my eyes. “Night,” he said back to me

As I closed my eyes my mind drifted back to Duke. I wondered where he was, he hadn't ever left my mind ever since the day I first met him, there seemed to be a lot about him. I wanted to know he was very quiet about his life. Which could only make me wonder about him. I missed him oddly enough, I missed him like I missed Rue or Maddie. They were like family to me, I only hoped they were ok.

Same night Dukes pov

Duke let out a sneeze as he sat in the dimly lit circus tent filled with the scent of sawdust and anticipation as the performers prepared for their acts. Among them, Duke Shelby couldn't help but feel a weird peculiar tingling in his chest, and it wasn't because of the show. It had been quite some time since he last saw (y/n), the girl he had met outside the circus grounds months ago. As he brushed down the sleek black coat of a circus horse, Duke's thoughts kept wandering back to that fateful encounter.

He remembered how he had stumbled upon (y/n) while she was walking to small heath. She asked if he could help her get there on his horse-drawn carriage to her intended destination, with the promise of payment. he was curios by her demeanor, how she would space out, how she would ramble without thought but stop before she revealed too much, she interested him even in his usually reserved demeanor.

He had invited her to come to the circus while it was in town, hoping to talk to her more. It was an impulsive decision, driven by a desire to know her better and, perhaps, to impress her. But things didn't go as he had hoped. (y/n) seemed to enjoy the circus initially, her eyes shining with wonder at the daring acrobatics and mesmerizing performances. Yet, after a little while, she excused herself and left, offering only vague reasons for her sudden departure.

He went about his duties that night, trying to focus on the work he had to do. Yet, behind the straight seemingly bored face, his mind kept wandering back to (y/n). He wondered where she was, what she was doing, and if she ever thought about him.

Duke thought it was dumb of him to think of someone he barely knew, someone who probably didn't remember him. Perhaps she already had forgotten about him, just like he should forget about her. Duke felt a sense of longing mixed with apprehension and anger. He couldn't shake off the thought that he wanted to see (y/n) again, to talk to her, to understand more about her, if anything. But for now, he could only hope that fate would bring them together again and that maybe, just maybe, the thoughts he had would not remain unknown forever.

The horse neighed slightly as he brushed its black coat of hair. He had always liked horses so he had no problem taking care of one for the fairground. He hadn't seen Esme in a while and still thought back to her reaction at your name almost like she new who you were or knew of you.

“Duke how's the horse coming along?” yelled Dukes boss, he turned away from the horse to spare a glance at his boss

“She's almost done.” Duke mumbled out before looking back at the horse and continued to brush her. He felt a tap on the shoulder and turned around as his boss placed his payment for the week in his hand, 2 pounds.

“Next fair will be by small heath in a week after this one, you'll get your full payment tomorrow.” said the boss before turning around and leaving the makeshift stable/tent.

“Mhm, good to know.” Duke said lazily while he continued to brush the horse, by this point he hoped his boss was leaving. The whole reason he chose to take care of the horses was because he got to be away from people. They pissed him off. He likes horses better than most people anyways.

He felt intrigued by the idea of returning to small heath, mainly because it might give him the opportunity to see you again and have more conversations with you. The memory of your address crossed his mind, making him contemplate the possibility of visiting to check if you were around. Despite acknowledging that it might come across as creepy, he couldn't help but entertain the thought.

He finished brushing the horse and put everything away, he started walking to his caravan as he did he heard the sound of cars leaving and people talking. It was loud and annoying, underwhelming almost, soon he heard footsteps behind

“Did you hear about that boy found dead” said a boy behind duke seemingly talking to his friends, duke started walking slower to hear the conversation going on behind him

“Oh yea it was dead kid found on somebody's doorstep right?’’ said the other boy

“Yea and apparently the peaky's got something to do with it, I heard polly gray went to the house he found there were two people there, a boy and a girl maybe 14 or 15. I think they work for the peakys or maybe they killed the boy.” said the other boy, by the time they started talking more about what had happened they had walked past Duke.

He watched them as they walked past him the last thing he could hear was that apparently the body was found in small heath birmingham. He shrugged and continued to walk to his caravan.

He got in and laid on his bedspread. He stared at the ceiling unmoving, he stared at the cracks in the wood and listened to the wind blow through the tents and nearby trees. He wondered if he would ever have more to life than being a fairground worker.

He wanted to travel the mountains, all of them, here in Britain and maybe the rest of the world. As he closed his eyes his mind went to you and wondered how you were doing. Soon he let the embrace of sleep take him to a quiet darkness as the candle light danced on the walls.

#duke shelby x reader #peaky blinder headcanon #tommy shelby #polly gray #ashtray #euphoria #peaky blinders #john shelby #peaky blinder fanfic #dukeshelby #tommy shelby x you

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Rest in Peace Angus Cloud (1998-2023)

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update

ok so i have been working on n off of the fic i dont have a good excuse besides lazyness but im working on it know and i think this story will be a slow burn in a sense idk how many parts it will have but ill try to make a good timeline. i really wanna just rush shit so i can have them like meet agian but i feel like its important for (y/n) to go throught the motions of the story in some way along with duke but for him its from more of an outside perspective. <3

oh also im kinda use sum ai for some of the writing so just wanted to let yall know but majority of the writing is done by me

#duke shelby x reader #tommy shelby #peaky blinder headcanon #dukeshelby #tommy shelby x you #euphoria #ashtray #x reader #fem reader #peaky blinder fanfic #polly gray #michael gray #john shelby #lizzie stark #peaky blinders #arthur shelby #plshelpigotwritersblock

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bro i got so much scenes i have in mind for the duke x reader fic

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(TW bad words, idk what else)

Not beta read so sorry if this is shit, or if there are plot holes im trying

Part 2

Walking into the garrison pub i look around it's not crowded only a couple people are in here today i walk up to the counter and ask the bartender were tommy is

“He's in the booth’’ the bartender said, not looking up from the glass he was cleaning.

“Thank you,” I said.

I walked into the booth where Tommy was. I assumed there were more people with him but to my surprise it was just him. Which confused me since usually arthur or sometimes Polly was with him.

“Who was that, y/n” tommy asked, his cold blue yes looking at me unmoving

“What?” i said

“The romani boy in the caravan with you, he dropped you off, who was that?” he asked with a monotone voice.

A part of me didn't want to answer, a part of me wanted to win this mind game that Tommy plays but i didnt i know what was good for me at this moment.

“Just a boy I met along the road. I was gonna have to walk here but he drove me here instead of his name duke.`` I said with hesitance in my voice. Tommy nodded his head then spoke

“Hm, well do you have the opium?” Tommy said, looking at my bag.

“Yes sir” i said with a joking tone

Setting down the bag on the table opened it up and took out the bottles of pure opium.

“This is about 3 pounds of pure opium. It should be enough for right now. We're trying to expand our inventory of stuff but it's hard. Also there may be less opium due to the stock crash so the guy we get are shit from is upping the price.” i said looking at tommy

He took one of the bottle to look at it

“Well that's to be expected when something like this happens.” he said while looking at the bottle

“If you want to make sure its pure you Should've brought Arthur he could have tested it out you know. Make sure it's pure.” i said in reality though it may not have been the best idea arthur has been spiraling because of this drug making a tasteless comment about it much less joke about especially in front of tommy. But you never cared too much about it Tommy didn't even flinch when you said it either which surprised you but it was also expected he was thomas shelby after all. A man with a heart turned cold as some would say.

“Well arthur has been clean for a week know” he said

“Has he, well that's good for him.’’ I said, to be honest though, I doubt it will last long knowing arthur.

“Well Tommy, how has your family been? I've heard from Lizzie that ruby has been running around the house a lot. I've also heard from Polly that adas pregnant. Tho she hasn't said who the baby's father is'' i said while pouring myself a cup of wine.

“Yes theyve been good, Adas has been okay, though i have an idea of who the father might be but i think it'd be better to ask Ada herself.” he said looking at me and noticed a little smile when he mentioned his daughter. “And what of your family Y/n how have they been?”

I smiled a little but a smile nonetheless.`` They've been good ash is out doing God knows what and fez is meeting new people, building connections i guess you could say. I'm not surprised though he's probably the one that will take over the family business. Once well…” I trailed off. I didn't like to think about it but I knew her time would come soon. She's already been doing less and less. I'm not mad at my grandma. If I was her I would want to go out without fear of responsibility. I would like to go peacefully. I just hope she's able to be here for me and ashes 15 birthday.

“I see, well y/n here's the money, about 100 pounds.” Tommy said, placing the money down on the table. I took the money and put it in my bag just as I was about to get up and leave. Tommy spoke.

“My cousin is coming into town. He's Polly's son.” Tommy said, I looked at him with confusion. I didn't get why he was telling me this. Until i put 2 and 2 together

“Oh shit he's the dude that didn't take out the stock right. And now yalls business is a lil bit shook from that.” i said, i started laughing until i remembered who i was talking to “hm i'm sorry i didn't mean any offense but my question is why are you telling Me this why not fez.” I said looking up at him.

“I'm telling you this because he will be at the station. I want you to go with Polly and Ada to meet him. He's a part of the Shelby family, his names michael. You don't have to go but tell your brothers he's coming at least.” he said

“And one more thing don't over step with your jokes about my family.” he said looking at me with a voice you would use to scold a young child. I knew it wasn't a threat but it was a warning that I did know. All I could do was nod my head and walk out the bar.3

30 minutes later

Once I was able to see my house I started to do a light jog. Reaching the door I opened it only to hear yelling. I assumed it was fez scolding ash for some shit he did again. In the end though fez always took the blame for me or ash when we did something wrong. Walking to where I could hear the yelling more clearly I walked in the room to see fez on the phone.

“I told you to leave us the fuck alone man. Okay i dont know what your talking about but i dont have them, we dont have them dont call this number again you fucking hypocrite ass bitch.” i heard Fez yell before slamming the phone back into place. Definitely gonna have to check if he broke it later.

“Fez who the fuck was that.” I said , looking at him with concern but a stern voice.

“No one you have to worry about.” he said, walking away. I clenched my hands and dug my nails into my hands until I felt a sharp pain and blood roll down the back of my fingers. I try to understand why people do the things they do. I try to stay quiet and not question what people do. But when it's my own brother I can't understand. But I know if I ask him he'll just say some shit like.’it's for your own safety’ or ‘ I don't want to get involved’. But if that was true he would've never let me in the family business when I asked.

I shook my head, walked up to the phone and dialed in the garrison's number to make sure the phone didn't break. I heard a ringing sound from the phone and then a voice.

“Hello, who is this?” It was the voice of Finn shelby. Finn was always silly to me hes was fun to hangout with but his new friend billy i didn't really like i could tolerate him but not like him and it wasn't just me it was the same with ash, i swear even though we're not blood related i feel like we have some type of twin thing with our minds. Sounds dumb ass fuck but i cant hellp think of dumb shit sometimes.

“Hello???” finn said again

“Hi finn sorry i was just checking to make sure the phone wasn't broken” i said with a laugh.

“Oh hi y/n, why would your phone be broken? Also ash is here at the garrison do you want to come to me ash isaiah and billy are here.’’ Finn said, his voice sounding a bit slurred.

“Shit um i'll see if i can go if i can't though please make sure ash doesn't do some dumb shit again. I don't want another call from Tommy and I don't want to hear fez and ash yelling at each other. Also don't worry about the phone i think the wire tripped that's all i'll see though if i can go, bye.'' I said before hanging up the phone I heard Finn say something but whatever it was it wasn't important to me. I paced around the room. I haven't gone out for fun in a while. I haven't seen Finn or any of them for a little while so it would be fun. Once I stopped pacing I set the bag of cash on the table.

“Fez can you drive me to the garrison ash there.” I yelled, a minute later I heard footsteps and saw fez leaning on the doorway. He looked at the bag of money then me.

“Sure but if some du-’’ i cut him off

“Fez ash finn isaiah and..billy are gonna be there besides i'll be fine. Also I wanna make sure Ash doesn't do some dumb shit. It's weird. I know he's got critical thinking but he's always doing some dumb shit.” I said walking to the front door.

“Nah Ash uses it thinking he just makes dumb decisions sometimes.” Fez said, opening the door and walking with me to the car.

“Hm, doesn't seem like it but as long as he doesnt kill anybody or do some fucked up shit then well i dont know to be honest as long as hes safe and not putting others in danger im good. '' I laughed, as much as I scolded Ash for his shit he was still my brother at the end of the day. But sometimes I feel more like his mother than his sister even though we are the same age.

—---- timeskip at the garrison

Once Fez parked the car we got out and walked to the garrison. Opening the doors I immediately went to the front of the bar and ordered a drink for me and fez.

“2 whiskeys please.'' I said to the bartender, his back was facing me as he grabbed glasses and poured a bottle of whiskey into each glass. Turning around he handed it to me

“Here you go ma’am” he said handing them to me

“Thank you” I said but just before I could get out the money to pay the side window opened.

“Hello y/n don't worry about paying i'll cover it” i looked over and saw finn i grabbed the two glasses and handed one to fez and walked into the booth with fez following close behind me. I smiled once i saw everyone i walked to finn and gave him a hug

“It's been a little hasn't it, hows your wound huh. First ever gun shot wound your real peaky know aren't you finny” i said looking at him my voice light hearted. I heard laughing and looked to see Isaiah and billy.

“You could say that y/n but when are you gonna become one.” Billy said jokingly.

“Yea that's not gonna happen as long as i'm alive.” I heard Fez say. I looked over to see ash glaring at billy.

“Relax guys, it was just a joke.” Billy said, the room became thick with tension.

“Well know that everyones here, let's all drink.” Isaiah said, defusing the situation. I looked over at him and smiled.

We all sat down and started drinking after about 6 drinks of hard whiskey most of them were shit faced. I was still on my first cup not cause I couldn't drink. Trust me I could. I just wanted to make sure nothing happened. I was dazed out of whatever conversation they were having. As my mind wandered I thought about the boy I had met. He was funny but also seemed cunning. I hope I'll be able to go to the fair. I really do want to meet him again. Even though it wasn't a strong feeling, I still felt a warm feeling in my chest when I was talking to him. I wondered if I felt like that with others I had met. I hope I see him again. He seems nice and would be a good friend to have.

I was pulled out of my daze by Finn calling my name.

“Oy y/n whats on your mind” he said this time his voice extremely slurred to the point i had to lean forward to understand what he was saying. I sat back

“Nothing just tired, that's all.” I said quickly. I internally cringed at myself for how hasty my reply sounded.

“Hm well that's not what your face said, I swear you had a smile on your face so big I almost mistook you for the Cheshire cat.” Isaiah said laughing. I could feel my face heat up in embarrassment. I looked down at my drink and drank the whole thing. Soon enough I was as shit faced as everyone else. Talking about random shit and laughing at the dumbest jokes.

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“Look fez all im saying is we get a house in small heath but keep this property to but like that way we can be able to send shit easier. You know”

“Y/n are you high?” fez asked but it wasn't really a question.

“...no, this is a thought I've had for a while dude. Anyways it will be easier for me cause i can like stay there and well have a place to stay if it gets too late at night or some shit like that ya know.'' I said looking at fez with eyes that looked like I hadn't slept in three years.

Fez sighed

“Go back to bed y/n”

I looked him up and down

“Whatever man, also have you seen ash?”

“Ash is upstairs,” fez said, sounding irritated at this point.

‘Mhm, oh also there's a fair going on this weekend do you think i can go”

“No,” he said, looking down at a piece of paper.

“What why it's only a little away.'' I was annoyed.

He didn't say anything, clearly stressed with whatever he was reading

“Look y/n just no”

“Hm, yell you let ash go out and do whatever he wants why cant i go to a fucking fair.” i said my voice was rising in volume.

“Because there is less risk for ash, if he goes out” Fez said, looking up from his paper.

I looked at him with a perplexed expression

“The fuck are you talking about, one ash is the fucking risk and two what do you mean by that. Also i never said i was going by myself.`` I said I was yelling. I could feel my breathing become uneven with panic.

“Okay then whos going with you huh, who cause last time i checked you have barely talked to anyone out side of us and the peakys so who huh y/n fucking tell me.” he said his voice know rising, he sounded stressed but i doubt it was from this conversation.

I panicked. I couldn't say duke hell i didn't even know if i would see him there for god's sake.

“Ada, ada and her son Karl are coming with me okay. Look people may fuck with me but they wont fuck with Ada, she may have the last name thorne but everyone knows who her family is.'' I said walking closer to fez. Not breaking eye contact.

He paused for a minute seemingly thinking it over.

“Shit y/n fine but if your lying to be your fucking done okay.” he said running his hand down his face.

I smiled and gave him a quick hug.

“Thank you, thank you.” i said to him

___________________________ saturday

After arriving in a small heath I walked over to the barnyard. My hands are slightly shaking. It's not the first time I've lied to fez before but when I did it was usually whenever me and ash went out to terrorize one of the kids that would either make fun of one of us. A lot of people say me and Ash are different but the reality is we're really not. Sure ash may act out alot and I may be more quiet but it's just because I keep my actions to myself. I keep the words I want to say to myself. When we were younger we would do the same exact thing as each other but getting older we changed. I would like to say I have more self control but that would be a lie.

I could feel the skirt I was wearing tighten around my waist. I was nervous but I knew that whatever happened today would be fun.. I hope so.

“Curly do have have her.’’ i said walking up to him

“Hello y/n y-yes I do.” he said, his accent was hard to understand, same with arthurs but i never said anything. Because most of my life I've been used to a US accent.

“Here you go, does your brother know?” he said, handing me the horse. I rolled my eyes and smiled

“Yes of course he knows okay so you don't have to ask me okay. Anyways, here's the money.” i said to him handing him the money

“Thank you curly.” I said before getting on the horse and riding off.

After a little while of riding I could see the top of the striped tents behind the trees. I quickened the speed of the horse and started to smile, excitement building up inside me.

Stopping by the entrance of the fair, I tied the horse around a post where other horses were being held. Walking into the fair I started looking around. I could see a vending station selling roasted cinnamon almonds. Going up to it, I ask the worker there for a bag of them.

“Here you go miss, that will be 0.10.” they said handing me the almonds.

“Thank you” I said , handing them the change.

Walking around the fair I kept my eye out for Duke. I hoped I would see him soon but who knows. A couple kids ran past me accidentally hitting me in the legs almost making me fall over. I was able to catch myself by putting my hands between me and the ground, unlucky though my food had scattered on the ground.

“Shit” I grumbled under my breath getting up. I dusted off my skirt and picked up the bag to see if there were any left in it. Thankfully there were but not many

“Are you okay ma’am” I heard someone say I jumped before turning around and looking at the person.

“Duke!” I said a smile appeared on my face as I instantly pulled him into a hug. I felt him go a bit stiff and realizing what I had done I pulled away. My cheeks are burning with embarrassment.

“Shit i'm sorry I don't know why I did that, uhh.” I said, grabbing my arm and looking down at the ground embarrassed.

“Hello to you to y/n” Duke said i looked up at him and saw his face plastered with a shit eating grin before he laughed.

“Didn't know you missed me that much.” he said with a laugh, i hit him in the side arm softly.

“No, I just do that with people i meet and feel a good vibe with them ya know.” I said , looking at him, keeping straight. I could see his smile drop a little.

“Well um anyways how have you been it's been a little.” I said while I started to walk, asking him to come with me.

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“So duke, what do you usually do here?” i ask curiously looking at him

“Well i'll watch the horses and just do maintenance really nothing to interesting.” he said looking ahead

“Do you like working with horses, also do you like working here or nah.” I said this time looking forward.

“I like horses but I don't like working here. I want more for my life. I want to visit every mountain and go everywhere. I don't want to be here. I'm tired of working here.” he said with bitterness in his voice but a hint of hope.

“Well that sounds fun but be careful where you go. I don't know if there's still that like war between the irish or something but just be careful there. Ya know. Actually just be careful.” I said looking at him, I tried to hide the concern in my voice by masking it with humor.

“Hm calm down im gonna kill myself.” he said with a little laugh while looking at me.

“That's what they all say Duke but then they get carless, think they're all that then piss off the wrong people anyways if you wanna see the mountains who knows what's up there.” I said looking back at him. This time laughing.

“Hm, you seem to know a lot.” he said this time his tone was undetermined.

“Nah just knew people that did dumb shit either got locked up or killed. Not saying seeing nature is dumb is not.” I said trying to defend myself from nothing.

“I know what you. Tell me do you always worry this much for people you just meet.’’ he said looking at me. He had a little smirk on his face.

“If ima be real no, but you're my friend? Were friends right duke.” i said looking at him with a hopeful expression on my face.

“...I mean if you want to be friends then yes.” he said he sounded caught off guard. But not in a bad way. I hope not in a bad way at least.

“Damn for real, okay well friend tell me more about yourself.” I said looking at him. A warm feeling spread throughout my whole body. Giddy with excitement and something else.

“You know duke you're the first friend i made that's not been through a business connection ya know.” I said excitedly.

“Business connection?’’ he said. Tilting his head slightly.

“Yea.. uh me and my family after we moved here we started making books and getting into stocks. Thankfully we pulled them out before the stock crash in the US.” I said looking at him covering up my word slip with a lie I was taught to say and rehearsed multiple times with ash and fez.

“Ooh okay okay. Well you're my first friend i've ever had.” he said with a serious voice. Looking back at me now we were walking out of the fair.

“You for real cause if I'm so kinda sad I'm not even gonna lie to you.” I said with a little smile on my face. Duke put his hand to his heart with a shocked expression.

“Do you think that lowly of me huh.” he said with an amused voice.

I turned to look at him and walked backwards.

“I was only joking, my prince.” I said with a sarcastic voice.

Duke smiled at me before running after me. I screeched before running away. I got about 20 feet away from him before I felt a pair of hands grab me by the waist and slightly pick me up before pulling me into the chest of someone. I was about to scream before a hand was put over your mouth.

“You're really bad at running in grass, you know.” I felt Duke say into my ear his breath tickling my neck. I froze for a second feeling a slight shock up my spine before wiggling out of his grapes and laughing to the point my knees buckled.

“Alright Duke you win but Jesus dude I couldn't even hear you. If you were an asian i'm pretty sure big crime dudes would for sure hire you.'' I said getting up from the ground and whipping the tears from my eyes.

Dukes pov

I chuckled a little. “Who's to say I'm not one.” I said with a bit of humor in my voice.

She looked at me for a second and her eyes seemed to sparkle in the moonlight.

“Wouldn't be surprised if you were a duke. If not no but…” she said trailing off before checking her pocket watch.

“Oh shit I gotta get it, I'm sorry duke I really am but you see i may or may not have lied to even be here so i gotta go cause the person i said i was coming with doesn't even know i told my brother about them coming with me.” she said with a bit of panic in her voice. I felt a ping of sadness in my chest

“Oh uhm yea no no you should go. I'll see you…” I said this time it was me trailing off.

“Hey uhm… thank you for meeting me here. I guess I met you here i dont really know but it was nice to see you again, Duke . Hopefully we'll see eachother again soon.” she looked at me, her eyes filled with hope. I felt my heart skip a bit. I shook it off as nothing special.

“Yea yea for sure i don't know when we'll have another fair here but when we do i'll probably be here. Also, are you sure you're good at going to your house by yourself?” I asked a hint of worry in my voice.

“Yea i should be okay. I'm armed just in case anything happens you know.” she said, with a reassuring smile. I wanted to question why but i didn't shit i mean i could see why seeing as where she lived and shit.

“You sure cause I can-” I said before she grabbed my hands and looked at me.

“Duke, you are too worried about me for only knowing me slightly and I'll be fine… also my brother would question why some guy is bringing me back home. Also I may have bought / rented a horse. Ima be honest though i don't really know.” she said, looking at me before disconnecting our hands. I missed the warmth of hers. His hands weren't rough but they weren't soft either.

“Right well I'll see you again someday Duke , be safe and I hope you get to achieve your dream.” she said before walking away to the entrance of the fair. I watched him walk away, air in the wind lightly blowing her hair.

I took one last glance at her before walking to the feeding area for us workers at the fair. Walking into the tent I saw esme right outside of the tent. Looking into the distance.

“Hello Duke.” she said bluntly, turning her eyes towards me. “Who was that person, thought you said you didn't have friends.” she said

“No one,” I said , looking at her. The truth was y/n wasn't no one to me but she didn't have to know that.

“Hmm we both know that is a lie Duke. What's her name?” she said looking at me

“Y/n” i said quickly, she seemed to freeze for a second like she was contemplating something.

“No last name?” she said

“Not that I know of,” I said looking at him before walking into the tent to get some food.

"Duke be safe okay." she said before leaving even thought i dont talk to many people esme is one of the people i can talk to she's gone through a-lot loosing her husband to a mafia and some gang related shit.

after getting my food i walked to my caravan. i thought about y/n i didnt know if i would see her anytime soon but i hoped i would

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it would be a while before they saw eachother agian but the way they would meet agian would not be expected for either of them....

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sorry thats corny ash but i didnt know whta to put

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Part 3 coming soon

not beta read.

#duke shelby #thomas shelby #duke shelby x reader #peaky blinders #peaky blinder headcanon #fezco headcanon #ash #ashtray #john shelby #finn shelby #tommy shelby #polly gray #tommy x lizzie

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