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queensaba · 1 year
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eurovision 2023 poster series [1/37] ● albania: albina & familja kelmendi, duje
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runnning-outof-time · 7 months
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K, congrats again on your milestone!🎉 ❤️ for the celebration, can I request “Happy or sad?” With Tommy? (I couldn’t resist it either lmao)
Thanks so much, Reb @peakyswritings ! I’m so happy you couldn’t resist either and chose this prompt!! I hope you like my unconventional spin on it! This could also be read as a Modern AU if you want…but nothing strictly defines it as such. Enjoy! :)
PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!
Part of my 3.5k Celebration — find more stories here!
Happy First
Tommy Shelby x Reader
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Warnings: none
Word Count: 424
Summary: (Y/N) makes Tommy choose happy first for one.
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“Well, Mr. Shelby, what will it be?” (Y/N) asked as she walked into the front room with a beaming smile on her face. Her words immediately captured the attention of her husband, who’d been reading the newspaper. The entrance that she made made him set the paper down on the coffee table and give her his full attention.
“What’s that?” he asked, hoping to gain some more detail.
“I have some news and want to know which you’d like to hear first. So…” she trailed off, her grin growing as she wasted no time in finding her way onto his lap. She braced herself by placing her hands on his shoulders, matching her eyes with his before she spoke again. “Happy or sad?”
Resting his hands on the swell of her hips, he let a smile slowly form on his face. “Sad,” he hummed out, watching to see how she’d react to his choice.
A slight pout formed on (Y/N)’s face when she heard his answer. “I was hoping you’d choose happy,” she admitted.
“Then happy,” he changed his choice, effectively making his wife smile.
She took a breath to calm her excitement before speaking: “I had a meeting with my manager, I got the promotion!” she told him, letting her excitement bubble up as a wide smile formed on her face. The fact that a smile spread across Tommy’s lips the second he heard her news made the butterflies in her stomach flutter uncontrollably. “And…” she trailed off, leaning in closer to him so that their noses were brushing. “I also did some shopping. That set I was telling you about…I bought it,” she finished off her sentence in a lower, more seductive tone, feeling Tommy grin against her lips before she leaned in and kissed him.
Tommy tried to reach up and take hold of her cheek to deepen the kiss, but (Y/N) pulled away before he could. She moved back just slightly so that she could look at him again, and he followed through anyway; placing his hand between her collar and jaw. “You said you had sad news?” he spoke after a few moments passed, catching the glint in her eyes.
(Y/N) bit on her lip to try and contain her smile, but she failed terribly. “I lied. There’s no sad news today,” she told him, her words making him laugh softly before he pulled her back in for another kiss.
Tommy had never been so happy to hear a sentence in his life.
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justrainandcoffee · 3 months
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Dream of me (Luca Changretta x fem!poc!oc)
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Summary: When you are Luca Changretta, happiness isn't something you're used to. Business always comes first. But when happiness has the form of a black woman, even less. Luca deserves something better, his mother says. She hates the singer. But not him. In a world ruled by white vs black, Luca and Aveline are hiding in a hotel room, enjoying their true but forbidden love.
Warnings: Racism. Hurt/comfort. Typical violence. Slightly mentions of smut. || Unlike my fics in modern times, here they don't have a happy ending, although this fic somehow is happy.
Words: 900. || Valentine's day masterlist || Thanks for the help @evita-shelby
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The word forbidden is not strong enough to describe the love that bonds Luca Changretta and Aveline Young.
It's not just forbidden, it's risky, it's dangerous for her and his reputation could be damaged forever.
Luca Changretta knows very well that people ready to kill women like her. Beautiful, for sure, but black skinned.
Luca sees her when he goes to the restaurant where she sings. New York is a big city and has a lot of places like that but he has chosen that one for a very specific reason.
His mother knows and it's not happy, she for over the rest of the family, thinks that Aveline is worthless. Because, of course, she was not made to be with a Changretta like Luca.
But Audrey does not know what his son thinks every time he's with her.
Aveline is now singing in his ear. It sounds like a lullaby to him. Aveline is black siren that captivates him with her voice. And her long legs.
His fingers caress her jawline.
"I'm a monster and you're a fragile doll," he plants kisses on her neck. Like a butterfly visiting flowers. "The most beautiful woman I ever met."
"I'm not a fragile doll, Mr. Changretta."
Luca humms against her neck. He loves when she calls him by his last name. His cursed last name.
"No, you're not, it's true. You're strong woman but still I'm a monster."
Aveline knows that. She still remembers that night when he appeared in her apartment covered by blood. She helped him to take a bath and stitched his wounds. Another mafia leader had paid the maximum price for his betrayal. Luca does not stand betrayal.
"That fucker…"
But Aveline shut him up with a kiss. And Luca accepted it. He always accepted her kisses but especially when he was upset. People didn't know how difficult was being like him. Normal people went to work but at the end of the day they found comfort with their family, pets or just alone. But people like Luca… mafia never rest. He didn't know when he was going to be betray or sold to the police. He needed to be alert all day.
And now that they're alone in that hotel room it's the same. Luca thinks that somewhere in the city there's an enemy waiting for him. Chasing his body and soul. Aveline feels how his body is tense once more. So she starts to sing again. Her mother used to sing that song when she and her brother were little kids. It talks about hope and a bright future. And love.
Luca closes his eyes. In a perfect world she's with him side by side, but that perfect world it doesn't exist. He never mentioned it in front of her but her mother made some comments about Aveline that made his blood boil. "Black women are nothing but…" Luca shakes his head trying to forget those words.
"Luca?"
"Mmh?"
"What are you thinking about?"
"About you, amore mio" Luca can see her smile and smiles too.
In a quick movement, he grabs her by the waist and lays her down on the mattress. "I always think about you, bella."
"You're such a poet, Mr. Changretta."
"You inspire me, Linnie."
The woman kisses him. Linnie is a nickname that Luca invented and none except him call her that way. Luca kisses her back. They are the singer and the gangster madly in love in a world that wasn't made for that love.
Opening her legs, she allows him to take her. Once and once again.
"Ti amo…" Luca whispers feeling her warmth around his masculinity.
"I love you, too."
Those hands, full of blood of innocent and guilty people, caresses her delicate skin. Somewhere the bells of a distant church announce that it's midnight. It's February 14 and like any other couple they're loving each other.
Audrey Changretta is a distant memory in Luca's mind while he holds Aveline next to him. He loves her mother but she's wrong. His woman is a perfect person, she's not worthless. Aveline Young is a fucking treasure. Her brown eyes are full of love and it's a miracle that someone can love him in such way.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Mr. Changretta."
"Happy Valentine's day, Linnie."
She smiles and Luca closes his eyes. "Dream a little dream of me," Aveline says.
"As always, doll."
The woman watches him finally rest. He's not a good man, she knows that. She also knows what his family thinks of her but she also knows that Luca loves her. In such a deeply way that no one else but them could understand.
She caresses his hair. One day, maybe, they'll be allowed to be happy together.
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zablife · 6 months
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Tachipen 7 Teaser
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Author's Note: Believe it or not this series is quite dear to my heart and the lack of updates is only bc I want to get it right before sharing. I apologize for the lack of content, but to make up for the delay, I share a teaser for part 7. I hope you enjoy it! Please let me know your thoughts to keep me motivated and I promise to share more soon. I will be posting the last of my 2K celebration fics in the next few days and then my attention will be focused on finishing this chapter, I swear!!
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It had been two months since John’s marriage and you weren’t any closer to forgetting the way he woke you in the morning with a hot cup of coffee and a roguish smile. You hated the solitude of the early morning light now, the way it found you curled up against the headboard, fearful of its rays, knowing you’d been awake for hours contemplating the nightmares of the long night that came before. 
“Y/n?” A voice called through the fog, it echoed over the rolling hills toward you as you galloped toward the unfamiliar sound. A little further and you would solve the mystery of the one who called to you in the darkness. You sunk your heels into the gray mare purposefully, determined to catch up when a gunshot rang out. Suddenly you were standing over a grave, fresh dirt covering your boots. Your shivering form kept you from moving one toe toward the edge to see who it might be. “Keep away,” the voice warned, an icy hand grasping your shoulder and waking you with a start.
A sheen of sweat covered your body and you pulled yourself from the old tick mattress to dress for the day. Trying to act casually, you brushed past Polly to retrieve a mug of tea, but she turned you around to face her with a look of concern in her hazel eyes. You were gaunt these days, dark circles beneath your eyes from lack of sleep. Sometimes she wondered if it was heartbreak over John, something she’d only become aware of after the wedding. However, your trembling form convinced her this was something more. 
“I know something’s wrong, love. Won’t you tell me what it is?” she pleaded.
You gulped as you realized Polly could read you like a book and decided to confess the awful plight you’d been suffering. Within the span of a few minutes, you’d confided everything. 
“I had the same dream again last night, Pol,” you said, looking into your mug fearfully. Eyes growing wide you continued haltingly, afraid to say what you’d only heard your relatives speak of in hushed whispers. “I know what this is…Means there’s a traitor…someone who wants to do me harm,” you admitted as you brought your fingers to your mouth and viciously bit at your cuticles.
Polly looked away momentarily, eyes scanning the wallpaper over your head as she thought. Then she reached for your hand, placing hers over your bleeding fingertips with gentle reassurance. “These kinds of dreams can mean a lot of things. I wouldn’t pay them any mind,” she said softly.
You shook your head violently in response. “No, Pol. I know this means someone here is not what they seem. There’s betrayal here,” you whispered fiercely, glancing around the room with a suspicious gaze.
Polly looked at you, assessing the fear she saw clawing out of your eyes and nodded with renewed understanding. She rubbed a thumb over the back of your hand as she proclaimed slowly, “A black cat dream can mean you’re hurting yourself, betraying yourself.” Then she stared deeply into your eyes. “Are you sure there isn’t something you’re not being honest about?” 
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arcielee · 8 months
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[Banner by the wonderful, the talented @myfandomprompts]
Hello everyone. I have hit 1k+ followers and I am absolutely flabbergasted. Thank you all so very much, I am just so truly touched that your enjoy what I create. Seriously, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.
Anyway, to celebrate this [as well as the nifty new Hozier album] I thought I would extend a writing challenge that all my Tumblr kindred spirits are welcome to participate in.
The challenge is to select a song, a lyric, from Unreal Unearth and pick any Ewanverse character [Note: I am open to HotD, of course, or any TLK characters, because who am I to dictate the muses? Plus, those are my fandoms right now.] and the rest is up to you.
Create me a moodboard, a drawing, a drabble or pour your heart from your fingertips, I literally want it all. All I ask is to please tag me and use the tag "☆ arcie's 1k challenge" so I can create a masterlist of all your creations!
Please let me know what inspires you + your subject, and I will update this list! I would like to keep it no more than 2 per song.
De Selby [Part 1] De Selby [Part 2] First Time Francesca // theoneeyedprince I, Carrion [Icarian] Eat Your Young // evita-shelby Damage Gets Done // assortedseaglass Who We Are Son of Nyx All Things End To Someone From a Wam Climate [Uiscefhuaraithe] Butchered Tongue // annikin-im-panicin Anything But // itbmojojoejo Abstract [Psychopomp] // aemonds-fire Unknown/Nth // ewanrobertmitchell & bhxrdy First Light // ilikeitbetterangsty
This will go on until the end of September! I cannot wait to see what comes from this. 💜
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☆ arcie's 1k challenge masterlist
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Love Song for a Vampire Pt.24
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Pairing(s): Edward Cullen x Wolf!Reader, Jacob Black x OC
Warnings: slight OOC? I tried to keep Edward as close to character as possible, kinda kept with book Edward vibes
Words: 2432
Summary: Returning for your trip to Port Angeles, your pack entertains Evita at the weekly bonfire.
Part 1    Part 2    Part 3    Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33  Part 34  Part 35  Part 36  Part 37  Part 38  Part 39
Though it caused Alice a great deal of pain, she centered her focus and thrust her mind into (y/n)’s future. For now there was nothing she could do but wait for Edward to either intervene or let the wolf girl go through with her plan to disrupt fate.
She slipped into the dark recesses of time itself and simply let her selfconscious freefall. Whipped this way and that as she attempted to stay course, Alice felt like her mind was being torn to shreds. The repercussions of her actions would result in her being indisposed for several days, but she just had to know if (y/n) would succeed.
The gentle touch of a pleading Jasper brings her back to her physical form. Her head spun as she forced her eyes open. “Why did you do that?”
“You looked like you were in pain. What did you see?” Jasper didn’t mind the snap that was in her tone.
“Nothing. I was trying to see into (y/n)’s future. But it’s not something I can simply conjure up. . .” Alice continued to tell Jasper about (y/n)’s visit and Alice’s phone call to Edward. She had no right to intercede in Edward’s life, but there was something inside of Alice that told her the two star crossed lovers were meant to be.
The pain was like a nail into her skull as she doubled over in Jasper’s arms. In his embrace, Alice was safe.
Her safety was never Alice’s concern though. “I just want to help them.”
“I know.” Jasper pressed her even more against his chest. “But you have to let events play out as they will. If it’s meant to be, well, they’ll figure it out eventually. And you have to accept that it may not happen right away.”
Her tear ducts, though non functioning, burned at the rim with tears that could not produce anything. Edward was not her brother by blood, but through pain and genuine familial love that neither had squire experienced before.
And since meeting and getting to know (y/n), Alice knew with all her heart that she was the one who could truly make her brother happy. They were at least on the same spectrum; from the same world that consisted of supernatural beings such as vampires and werewolves.
Bella was a sweet girl and at her worst she was a little too naive for someone as old as Edward. Transforming into a wolf had rapidly matured (y/n) like it did with her packmates. Even her manner of perceiving situations was from a mature aspect. (Y/n) was fierce too when she was forced into it. Edward had retold of the two of them fighting back-to-back. Protecting one another in perfect unison.
She wanted him to have a mate that could protect him. Like how Alice had Jasper. Someone who could brave this tough underworld of their’s and live through it all.
Finally parking in the popular downtown area of Port Angeles, you and Evita eagerly spring from Sam’s car
Managing to keep your interaction with Alice to yourself, you’d put on a cheerful facade in the car.
Evita looks at her phone screen to affirm the store address, she leads everyone onto the Main Street that was buzzing with people enjoying their summer. Leisurely you stroll by and peek into shop windows. It wasn’t often you got out of La Push. Cities like Port Angeles remind you that the world was so much bigger than the protective forest of your home.
Not like you had much money to fuel any visits to the city. Your parents were right with one thing, being a wolf warrior did not pay. Jacob did have a part-time job as did Quil and some of the older members of your pack.
When your trio steps foot into the metaphysical store Evita guided you to, you’re hit with the strong accent of incense that made your nose curl until you grew accustomed. Sam too wipes at his nose to try and lessen the intensity.
Peacefully quiet except for the soft whispers of other customers, Evita is already on the hunt for the remainder of the ingredients she needs. Leaving you and Sam to linger in the shape that possessed so many dazzling items. Crystals of all shapes and sizes were sold as were devotional items of gods and goddesses from nearly every religion. A nook in the back was where the walls were lined with books. Mythology books, herbs, and other literature based on magic and the supernatural.
“I never knew stores like this existed.” Sam mutters to you as he squeezes himself through the narrow aisles. His hulking frame made him a bull in a china shop. There were too many things for him to potentially break.
“Besides the smell, I like it.” You pick up a bead bracelet to admire. “Some of this stuff was used by our ancestors.”
Sam chuckles. “Some of the elders still use stuff like this.”
Tonight Evita would be attending your weekly bonfire session with the elders and rest of the pack. Part of you hopes Jacob won’t show up. “What do you think is going to happen with Jacob?”
“He just needs time.”
“What if Evita. . .”
Neither of you finish that sentence, not wanting to think about what would happen to Jacob if Evita rejected him. You’d experienced that pain.
If her bond breaking spell worked, then you wouldn’t even have to worry about it. Jacob could use it too.
Warily, Sam says in a low voice “I haven’t had the time to ask you, what with Jacob imprinting on Evita and the Denali vampire visit. . .” He lingers a bit trying to best formulate his question. “Do you still intend on breaking your imprint?”
You figure he would’ve figured it out sooner rather than later. Absentmindedly, you run your fingers along the spine of a book with the title “The Alchemists’ Meditative Guide”. “Yes.”
He was disappointed, you could tell by the manner he closed his eyes and breathed through his nose in a sharp hiss.
“You don’t approve anymore?” Great, the second person to disagree with your choice.
His near black eyes flick open and he looks down the aisle where Evita was slowly coming back up with her items she intends to purchase. “I’m not going to tell you how to live your life. And I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t wish I’d found a way to break my own imprinting in the beginning. If such a thing had existed for me back then, I might have used it as well and possibly still be with Leah.”
They had been so in love, Sam and Leah, before shit hit the fan. Much like Bella and Edward.
“Now though, I don’t think I would go back and change things. I’ve finally found peace with my life and what has happened.”
Things between himself and the one other female wolf were still fractured. Leah knowing that Sam didn’t imprint on Emily on purpose would not make her forgive either of them anytime soon and they understood that.
“Keep the spell to yourself. Don’t tell Jacob.”
You open your mouth to protest, whipping your head to your alpha who stood there motionless. His eyes trained on you.
“Sorry for taking so long.” Evita apologizes as she readjusts the plastic bag handles in her grip. “I couldn’t find all I needed so I had to think of some substitutes.”
Forcing your face to brighten, your trio makes the long car ride back to the seemingly remote area of La Push.
With each mile, your resolution was crumbling if even Sam thought you shouldn’t go through with it. You want to discuss more about it with Sam but the car ride back was a relatively silent one. While your circumstances were similar to that of Sam’s, in the end it was still leagues different due to the matter of what Edward was. How could anything between the two of you work long term?
Imprinting worked so that your future offspring would be strong. Could Edward even get you pregnant?
That thought made you blush and any other thoughts were squashed from embarrassment.
Once Sam’s wheels crunched the gravel of his driveway, you went about prepping for the bonfire that would be starting in a few hours. As Sam was the pack alpha, even the elders agreed to hold it in his driveway. Collapsible chairs would be brought and stuck into the pebbles as The older members of the community built the fire.
Evita helps out by setting up the long table that held plates filled with food and beverages. Other members who showed up early also happily lent a helping hand. Even as a small girl, you loved these nights where everyone got together and shared in laughs and stories.
The young witch’s own community was not as big as your own. In fact it resided to only her close family. Everyone at her school and in her city were relatively normal people. Not that her country lacked brujeria and magic in all of its shapes.
While bringing out blankets for the elders that were expected to show up, you happen to catch Sue’s car pulling in. The passenger seat was occupied by Billy, his favorite hat being situated on his head as he was helped out by Paul and Jared.
No sign of Jacob though.
You allow relief to soften your body. At least there wouldn’t be any scene tonight.
The members of the pack were the last ones to get there as they were finishing up securing the perimeter. They were allowed at least one night to let loose and not have to worry about vampiric strangers stepping foot on their land. There was the reassurance that the Cullens would catch them before doing any real damage if they even got to that point.
You and Evita say hello to Quil and Embry. Normalcy almost seemed feasible in the moment of revelry and watching the warm faces of those you had grown up with smile.
Finally, as everyone has filled their plate and taken their seats, the elders greet those in attendance. The summer night air is tepid, neither cold nor hot and making that night even better by the perfect weather.
At one point, Evita checks the time on her phone and gently nudges you. It was time for your bond breaking.
You were losing faith in your resolve but quietly followed her back into the forest and provided you with a long strand of hair plucked from your scalp. As she walks, Evita winds the hair around a long, black, taper candle. The screen on your phone did not show any messages that had gone unnoticed. None from Edward.
“Let me try calling him.” You put your phone up to your ear and walk a few steps away, allowing Evita to lay out the rest of her tools on the ground.
The other end picks up immediately. “(Y/N)!”
“Hey, Edward. Did Alice-“
“Don’t do it. Please don’t do it.” Was he really out of breath? And from what.
“Edward, this would solve everything! No Volturi. No more fighting. And you and Bella can get back together.” You nearly snap at him. Why was no one else thinking about the positive things that would result because of this decision?
An intruding sound of leaves crunching under foot makes you snap your gaze upward to Edward standing right there. He dropped his phone into his pocket, hesitant to advance towards you. He glances over to Evita who had stopped working and cautiously watched their interaction.
You put your phone away too and nervously rub your hands together.
“I don’t want that.”
You stumble over words that couldn’t be forced out. Taken by utter surprise by his appearance, you summon your courage to face him. “This is a good thing. Didn’t you hear me? No more fighting and you and Bella can go on with your life together.”
Shaking his head, Edward says “I can’t go back to Bella with an honest heart. (Y/n), I want to get to know you. You are the most interesting and warm person I have met in a very long time. I want the chance to experience what it’s like to. . . Be loved by you.”
An uncontrollable nervous laugh escapes you. Anywhere but Edward’s face was your target. This wasn’t real. Couldn’t possibly be real. Edward would never say anything like that. He was devoted to Bella even if she was the one to break things off.
This was simply too much for your brain to handle all at once.
Never did you imagine Edward saying such sweet words to your.
“I heard your heart when you told me you really didn’t want to be in love with me. It screamed the opposite. The love song that was in your heart made me quake in my shoes. Your heart beat, your entire being, has since enraptured me.” Edward spits out the thoughts he had been so afraid to say out loud. Judgement from his family and hurting Bella kept them dormant inside.
He. . . He wanted to try and be with you.
In slow motion, he bravely walks closer to you as you struggle to even breathe. None of this felt real, but his scent was too overwhelming to not be real.
Your imprintee was looking at you with molten warmth nearing to being in awe.
Edward closes his eyes in bliss at the rapid thumping of the large muscle in your chest. “I can’t hear your thoughts, but the beating of your heart is close to it.”
Nothing else matters. Not when Edward cups your cheek and a spike of excitement jolts through every layer of your skin. That was something your brain could not easily conjure.
Near bursting from joy, you hold onto this moment before succumbing to his touch in such a pathetic way but you didn’t care. After giving up hope of Edward ever reciprocating any sort of feeling, he was the one to come and stop you. Edward wanted this bond to stay and to figure things out together.
“If you’ll have me, I would like to try.” He whispers out of Evita’s hearing but enough for you to hear the soft pleading tone in it.
“Yes. Okay.”
If things didn’t work out, well, Evita’s spell was there in the back burner.
For now you would through caution to the wind and let whatever may happen, happen.
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MidnightsWithDearKatyTSPB’s Recommendation List: April PT. 2
Welcome to part 2 of April’s recommendation list, down below you will find the link to part 1. Please send me a moodboard request for your work. I love making them. If you are interested in having your writing challenges featured here, your stories, or even your blog, please feel free to tag me in your works, message me, or use the hashtag MidnightWithDearKatyTSPB. I hope you are having a lovely start to spring or fall, depending on where you live.
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<< April Pt. 1 🌷
May Pt. 1 💐 >>
Masterlist 📜
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In My Hometown (Moodboard) >> Joel Miller x Reader - "I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay."
More Than Just An Heiress (One-Shot) >> Dougie Poynter x OFC!Greer Smith - Summary: Greer Smith, the best friend of Dougie Poynter, is turning another year older. She needs reminding that she is more than what she is labeled.
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BLURBS/DRABBLES:
Easter Egg Hunt by @look-at-the-soul >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: The Shelby family has an Easter egg hunt for the children, and you have a special one for Tommy. (my summary) | It's so fluffy and sweet. I love it!
March Madness Drabble Challenge 2023 - Peaky Edition: Day 25 by @acewritesfics >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Gif Request - Sneak Preview: “Then you know what to do, Tom,” she reminds him of what they last spoke about. | This needs to be shared again because, sometimes, Thomas Shelby needs to be told.
Takes One to Know One by @zablife >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: You are Lady Sarah of Connemara. At least that’s what you want everyone to believe. | You know the gif where the girl flings the newspaper and dances? That's me. Love it.
Tommy Shelby + Secret - Mood Board by @acewritesfics >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Tommy Shelby has a secret he's been keeping close to his chest. (my summary) | Tommy Shelby is never late to anything, and I absolutely adore this moodboard and drabble.
ONE-SHOTS:
Home by @shelbyssins >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Request - Sneak Preview: Her eyes widened as he started to speak to her again, she couldn’t focus on his voice over the sound of her blood rushing in her ears, “If you tell me to leave you alone, I will,” is all she heard him say. | Prepare to have your heart broken and put back together within less than 8 thousand words.
Loud Sounds by @runnning-outof-time >> Tommy Shelby x Reader ft. Daughter!Thea - Summary: Gif Request - Sneak Preview: “Mumma’s not going to be happy that you got your shoes and pants wet,” she pointed out in a warning tone, making Tommy realized that the lower half of his legs were now submerged in the pond. | K writes what I feel would have happened in an episode had Tommy had a PTSD episode while being a wonderful father to his daughter Thea.
Pen Pals by @little-diable & @zablife >> Tommy Shelby x fem!Reader - Summary: Tommy and the reader have been pen pals as teenagers, though ripped apart by the war. Now, as she is trapped in an abusive marriage, she finds Tommy's old letters again, and she can't help but wonder if he had made it home from war, and if so, could he be the helping hand she's desperate for? | I thoroughly enjoyed reading. I just about melted right where I sat.
Ruined by @areyenotfondofmelobster >> Arthur Shelby x Reader - Summary: Arthur wants to love you, your scars, and all you are. (my summary) | The is beautifully written, and as someone who has scars and is self-conscious, I would love to have Arthur love me like this.
This Storm Will Also Pass by @runnning-outof-time >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Tommy manages to calm down (Y/N) after he finds her hiding and riddled with anxiety during a late autumn thunderstorm. | K knows how to write a piece that could have occurred on the show. I'm not sure which is my favorite part, the ending or when he comes home to her.
SERIES:
A Different Sort of Man | Chapter 7 | Epilogue | by @evita-shelby >> Tommy Shelby x OFC!Eva Shelby - Summary: Or where Eva plays around with magic and Tommy wakes up in a universe where Grace is his wife while that universe's Tommy discovers just how different his life would have been if he pursued the pretty witch in 71 Watery Lane | What a perfect way to end the series with both Tommy and Thomas getting a happy ending, which they deserve. Very much enjoyed this series, and I think you will enjoy this read.
Family Ties | Chapter 17 by @peakyscillian >> Modern!Tommy Shelby x f!reader - Summary: The Shelby’s will do anything for family. | Such a beautiful way to end the series.
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ONE-SHOTS:
soft morning sex with Frank? by @amhrosina >> Frank Castle x Reader - Reader sleeps in and wakes to Frank, and what follows is a pleasant morning together of soft morning sex. (my summary) | Love a sappy love-drunk Frank.
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TED LASSO:
Begin Again Ch. 3 | Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 by @teds-mustache-wrangler >> Ted Lasso x OFC!Penny Fletcher - Summary: When Penny starts working at AFC Richmond as their new head photographer, she catches the eye of a certain mustached, happy-go-lucky, head coach of the team. But can their spark endure through the season’s pressures and the demons of their past? | I feel so lucky to get to read this story before everyone else does. Because I get to be so excited for you guys. Wren does such an amazing job forming relationships with her characters. You just can't help but to want more.
PEDRO PASCAL CHARACTERS:
DRABBLES:
Booby Trap by @zablife >> Joel Miller x Reader - Summary: Gif Request - Sneak Preview: "This is more than I bargained for," he said with a shake of his head. | I requested this from Lee, and she had me all smiles by the middle of it. It's a must-read Joel drabble that you don't want to miss.
ONE-SHOTS:
Breaking The Girl by @cinematicgf >> dom!Joel Miller x sub f!reader - Summary: as a casual photographer, you find the opportunity to go with your neglectful boyfriend to his hometown for the summer thrilling. Taking photos of his neighbors and friends whilst not blowing money on a huge vacation sounds perfect. A small job with his mum, neighborhood summer get-togethers, and weekend beach trips accompanied by your trusty camera, why not?! But when a certain charming Southern man, known as your boyfriend’s old boss, enters the mix, you can't take your lens off the fine older man, and he can't seem to take it off you either. | This piece was so scorching and enjoyable.
Editorial by @just-some-random-blogger >> Joel Miller x Reader - Summary: "Can I read your diary?" "No." "Please." "I said no." "Pretty please?" "Ellie." "P l e a s e?" "No." | You got your angst and fluff. It's too adorable for words.
Just Keep Breathing by @swiftispunk >> Javier Peña x f!reader - Summary: Javi finds it harder and harder to keep up with the more physical aspects of his job. Reader offers him some love and words of comfort. | It's so soft and fluffy. 🥹🥹
Let Me by @swiftispunk >> Javier Peña x f!reader - Summary: Reader is inexperienced, Javi helps you out. You know, like a gentleman. | Someone, please cool me down, stat.
Rare by @swiftispunk >> Joel Miller x f!reader - Summary: A rare find on a supply run leads to some new and unlikely experiences. | You guys are in for a treat with this one. It's all porn. I consider this Dom!Joel, and it's perfect. *chefs kiss*
Soaked by @joelscruff >> Javier Peña x f!reader - Summary: It's hard being an intern for a man who won't even look at you, but maybe there's something else to it that you don't see. | If people don't get soaked reading this, I don't even know.
Ultraviolence by @devilmademewriteit >> raider!joel miller x fem!afab!reader | Summary: Thank god—a handsome stranger saves you from the grips of a pack of cruel, cruel men. Unfortunately, said stranger, Joel Miller, is cut from the exact same cloth as the rest of them. | Sometimes you need some dark!Joel with filth in it, and this was it.
What I Need by @swiftispunk >> Joel Miller x fem!reader - Summary: Reader has a bad day. Joel gives you what you need. you know, uh, fuck it, Joel Miller knife play. | It's hot 🥵 and it's dirty. I love it! 🥰
SERIES:
Apothecary | Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | by @atinylittlepain >> Joel Miller x witchy!reader - Summary: Joel becomes curious about the woman running the medicine shop in Jackson and the strange rumors swirling around her. | I'm so excited to see where this goes. Witchy + Joel? Yes, please!
Fallacy: Reject Me, I Get It by @cherry-clafoutis >> Joel Miller x Reader - Summary: You're young, sick, and vulnerable after getting rid of your family with your own hands. Trying to survive in a broken world. When Joel Miller finds you, you swear he is your guardian angel. Falling in love with him was wrong but inevitable. | This series has everything you need in a reader insert for The Last of Us. Adventure, Action, Angst, Love, and Family. It’s just perfect. It was my binge of the day, and I’m glad that I did.
*In My Hometown | pt. i | pt. ii | @swiftispunk >> neighbour!dbf!Joel Miller x fem!afab!reader (+ platonic!Tommy and platonic!Sarah) - Summary: Tomorrow, you leave town for good. tonight, you cross the line with your neighbour, Joel. | This ripped my heart out, but like in a good way? It's the writing okay and the playlist that goes with it. Just oomph. It's a must-read.
Need To Know That I Want You by @joelscruff >> Joel Miller x Reader - Summary: Joel calls you his good girl for the first time. (Takes place after this) | This series continues to get hotter and hotter.
Night Walks by @toxicanonymity >> dark!creepy!Joel Miller x Reader - Summary: Joel, an older neighbor you've been walking with late at night, asks you into his basement to sell him weed but has other intentions. | Sometimes you just want some dark and creepy Joel, and @toxicanonymity does not let their readers down.
*September by @wheresarizona >> Joel Miller x f!reader - Summary: Joel Miller was the love of your life, your plans to spend the rest of your days with him derailed by the world ending. You got separated on the day of the Outbreak and never saw him again, not knowing if he survived until you find out the smuggler Marlene hired to bring an immune girl to your research hospital is none other than the man you thought you'd lost forever. | You will go through every possible emotion while reading this series. It's still in progress, and I love it so much.
TRIPLE FRONTIER:
BLURBS/DRABBLES:
A Better Person by @musings-of-a-rose >> Santiago Garcia x f!reader - Summary/Request: "You made me a better person." | The hopeless romantic in me was squealing. You're going to love it.
ONE-SHOTS:
Champagne Fulled Confessions by @violentdelightsandviolentends >> Will "Ironhead" Miller x Female Reader - Summary/Request: I have something to tell you and coming home drunk scenario. | I can never get enough of Will, but add Porn and I'm in heaven.
Save Tonight by @psychedelic-ink >> Santiago Garcia x f!reader x Frankie Morales - Summary: Frankie has a proposal for you that you're eager to accept. | This is very hot. 😅🔥🥵
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MOODBOARDS:
Arthur's Angel, Everybody Eleses White Devil by @call-sign-shark
Arthur Shelby Modern AU by @call-sign-shark
John Shelby and Dangerous by @cillmequick
Tommy Shelby and Angel by @cillmequick
Tommy Shelby and Serene by @cillmequick
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@swiftispunk - Hannah is a great writer getting you sucked into her various Javier Peña and Joel Miller works that she has written. Her current Joel Miller story, In My Hometown, comes with a playlist that helps you feel every bit of emotion she tries to relay through her writing, from the heartbreak to the angst. I highly suggest giving her masterlist a read-through and turning on her notifications.
@wheresarizona - Arizona writes for various Pedro Pascal characters, and through her works, she takes you to far-off destinations you never thought imaginable. I feel various emotions that keep me returning for more of her writing. When in need of a break from this reality, Arizona provides you one through her masterlist with various stories and one-shots. I suggest reading September, a Joel Miller series that is still ongoing, and Learned Something New, a Jack Daniels blurb that got me into Agent Whiskey. Whether in need of something long or short, Arizona has you covered.
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padfootdaredmetoo · 1 year
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Hi 👋🏻 @evita-shelby here
If your requests are open can i request lunch dates on busy days with my favorite poor little meow meow, Tommy Shelby?
Hey Love,
Hope you enjoy! Thank you for writing in and for waiting forever. Happy Holidays!
This is winter/Christmas themed and it's not quite a lunch date, I hope it's alright.
Warning: Peaky-related themes and violence. Some dude gets murdered.
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Winter had hit the Shelby house in full force. Thomas had cooked some drama, on top of the kids catching an awful cold from school, and the snow had created a sizeable isolating barrier around Arrow House. 
It was your favorite time of the year, and yet the family felt distant and pulled apart over whatever was weighing on Thomas. After a whole week and a half of sick children laying on you, and barely seeing your husband you were on edge. 
Not coming home or calling ahead to tell you he wasn't coming home was what pushed you over the edge. You went to bed angry and woke up sad, again. 
You felt invisible and neglected. You’d shouted, thrown plates, and threatened, but you were tired. When was the last time he made you feel seen or special? He was probably busy fucking someone else. You were always told it would only be a matter of time. 
You took a deep breath, today you needed a break. 
You still put on your best outfit and make-up. Esme showed up at the door just as you were putting your coat on. 
“Oi, where you going off to?” She asked.
“Can you watch the kids for a bit?” She looked into your eyes and could probably see the insanity that was being carefully pushed down. 
“Make sure one of those slaps is from me, eh?”
“Sure thing.” You laughed and wished it sounded more cheerful. 
“Careful out there, love.” You gave her a hug and set out to London. 
The drive wasn’t bad, and soon enough you were exactly where you wanted to be. At your favorite restaurant about to eat the best breakfast in the world. The waitress sat you at a booth by the window and you looked over the small diner. Lots of people went about their business, looking stressed and overwhelmed as they drank their tea and coffee. 
You ordered the same thing you had been ordering since you were in your early twenties, suddenly thinking over where all the time had gone. Things with Thomas were great when they were good, and horrible when they were bad. 
Was he really seeing someone else? Why would he be away when John and Arthur are with their wives at night? You frowned and took another sip of tea, wishing the hot liquid would thaw out your heart. 
You ate breakfast savoring every bite, as you finished your favorite dessert was placed on the table. You thanked the waitress but just before your first bite got to your lips. Gunfire erupted in the street. Looking out the window, based on the placement of a man laying on the pavement he’d wanted to shoot you. Men in suits began to handle the situation just as you realized your man in a suit was staring back at you through the glass. He smoked a cigarette, getting himself under control.
He quickly moved into the diner the little bell chiming above his head. His dark manor contrasted wildly against the warm Christmas decor of the restaurant. He quickly took a seat at your table. You probably should have had a bigger reaction, but at this point, it was just a regular Friday morning. 
His eyes were angry. You quickly started to compile your evidence against him, not caring if it happened in public. 
He’d stood you up for too many dates in a row on top of everything else that had happened in the past few months. You picked up your fork determined to enjoy the dessert in front of you despite your twisting stomach. 
The waitress came over with shaking hands. 
“Can I get you anything sir?” She asked just above a whisper. You looked from your plate knowing this would force his hand a little bit as to how this was going to shake down. 
“Number three, no toast.” He said cooly. “Tea.” 
“Please,” you said giving him a look. The poor girl nodded and then scurried back to the kitchen. 
You looked out the window to assess the scene in front of you. There was no evidence of what happened, not that anyone was planning to call the cops. Everyone knew Thomas and Alfie. 
“That the man that was ruining my Christmas?” You asked absently. 
“Yes.” 
“Hmmm, I’ll assume this means you’ll be coming home then.” 
“Suppose so.” He clenched his jaw and you felt like slapping him. 
“Great. Kids will be happy.” 
“And you?” 
“What about me?” Nothing was ever about me. 
“Are you happy?” His eyes were wild but you couldn't place why. Because you’d accidentally put yourself in danger? Or something else?
“Just say what you mean please, don't ruin my breakfast.” You said sharply.
“You almost ruined my life a moment ago-” 
“Oh was he your secret lover then? About to kill me in a jealous rage?” You said flatly but slightly louder than you thought was acceptable for a restaurant. You both locked gazes angrily, your untouched body adding more complicated tension to the situation than you could handle. The restaurant was starting to fade away, maybe if he was exceptionally good to you to might be able to forgive him for a few moments. 
The waitress placed two fresh cups of tea on the table moving away before you could thank her. 
“That man almost killed you - ”
“Ah ah - you never said not to come to London.” You interrupted before you could feel the impact of his words. You getting hurt would have ruined his life. 
“Don't be like that. The whole family hasn't been able to leave Birmingham for weeks. -” 
“I know I’ve been alone with sick kids and no phone calls from a worried husband.” You crossed your arms feeling childish tears prickle at the corner of your eyes. 
“I’m not the brightest man, but I’m not stupid enough to cheat on you.” He said in a low voice that put an end to the back-and-forth banter. 
“You -” 
“Cheated on Grace, eh? Yeah well, she was cheating on me. It was different.” He interrupted the softest hint of a smile on his lips. 
“Why’s that funny.” 
“This is a right bit different than things with Grace, no?” He pointed his finger between the two of you. 
You thought about what people had said went down between him and Grace. A wild romance of fire and passion, till she died. With you, things were heated at times but not something Shakesphere would have written a play about. 
You tried to be a good wife and above everything a good mother. You were dependable, and you did dangerous things for the family. You would do almost anything to sit next to him. You thought about all the layers you’d stacked up in comparison between you and her. Right down to the nightgowns you wore to bed. 
She pushed him around and all you wanted was the simplicity of following a strong man. Well, when he was being reasonable. 
A plate of food was placed in front of him and he started to eat waiting for your response. 
“What are you thinking?” He asked eventually. 
“About how different we are.” 
“That’s why we make a good team.” He said easily making you want to smile slightly. 
“No, me and her.” 
“John told me that I had two choices. Keep being miserable and choosing people that wanted to destroy everything I build up. Or I could find someone good at building.” 
“So I’m practical.” You huffed wondering how the conversation got to this topic. He placed some money on the table and you were relieved to see he’d left her a sizable tip.
He got up from the table and held his arm out to you. Despite all the feelings you took comfort in his tight embrace. He drove you home with a hand placed possessively on your thigh. 
Once home you saw the kids outside playing in what was left of the snow. 
“Esme’s probably in the kitchen.” He didn't respond. Only steering you up the stairs. His grip was tight and you enjoyed the way it encompassed you. 
You sat on the edge of the bed and realized that this was probably when the proper fighting would start. 
“So what am I going to have to do to prove it to you?” He asked darkly and suddenly your body went haywire. 
“You’ll be home for the rest of the holidays?” You asked breathlessly as his eyes ran over you. 
“Yes.” He promised before devouring you.
The rest of the winter he did his best to spoil you. It wasn't in conventional ways, but you felt loved.
Soon you both became regulars again at your favorite diner.
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notyour-valentine · 2 years
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i love love love all of your peaky blinders fics!! i've just finished reading all of them hehe so i was just wondering if you had any good fic recs??? xx
Thank you so much for the compliment - I am so happy you enjoyed my writings 🤍
There are so many incredible writers on here so I am sure you will be able to spend many more hours reading their incredible works.
As I don't know which type of writing you prefer, I'll just present some of the many incredible writers for this fandom and their masterlists. I am sure you know most of them already, but you never know
@zablife writes for nearly all Peaky Characters (all I write for and many more). She writes incredible angst, fluff and smut, from series to short blurbs. She also writes incredibly haunting dark!stories. Here you can find her masterlist. Definately check her works out - she also creates incredible moonboards.
@runnning-outof-time writes for Tommy, Arthur and John. Her masterlist are mainly one-shots but recently she has a series called "Birmingham". Her incredible moonboards, and quite a few of her stories are from time to time inspired by songs so if you enjoy music, I'll think you'll have a lot of fun there.
@madame-wilsonn writes mainly for Tommy, but also Arthur and Alfie, as well as other roles played by Cillian Murphy. You can find her writings here. A few of her Tommy stories are modern!aus you might enjoy.
@cillmequick mainly writes for Cillian, but she has also written for Tommy and Alfie. She also writes smut and has written some darker stories Here you can find her masterlist.
@retromafia also has an amazing back catalogue of Peaky Blinders stories, mainly Tommy. She is also a very versitile writer who has sweet fluff, angst and smut in her masterlist. There are also works for Cillian Murphy's other roles or characters similar to Tommy from other media.
@gypsy-girl-08 probably has several of the most longest, intricate series on this site, but also many one-shorts you can find in her masterlist. She writes for both Tommy and Cillian and has a modern!Tommy series called Blind Date which gave me the courage to attempt a rather long series of my own.
@dearshelby also has incredible stories you should definately check out. She writes for Tommy but has also written canon confirming. Her angst is incredible. Here you can find her masterlist.
@look-at-the-soul also writes for Tommy and other roles of Cillian's. She also has a few OCs and series of her own. You can find her masterlist here.
@theshelbyclan does her name honour and has written all sorts of stories for the members of the Shelby family. She has also created the addition of Teddy Shelby, an OC who is the youngest Shelby sister, and has incredible stories about her adventures throughout the series. Check out her masterlist.
@noforkingclue is an incredibly versitile writer, both in what she writes and what she writes for. In regards to Peaky, she has mostly Tommy, but also Luca, Arthur and Michael.
@l1-l4 has a few Tommy and Tommy x reader x Michael stories but also creates stunning moonboards. If you are interested, here is her masterlist.
@pherelesytsia has a very distinct poetic writing style. She also has a lot of incredible Tommy works which you can find here.
If you are interested in OC stories, @evita-shelby has written a lot about her OC, pairing them up with Tommy and Luca, but also a few reader inserts. Here is her masterlist.
There are many, many more incredible writers in this fandom and I am sorry if I missed anyone. I think you will certainly find things in their masterlists which you will enjoy greatly.
Have fun!
xx Val
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look-at-the-soul · 1 year
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900 followers short celebration 🎉 (Part 2)
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I want to thank each one of you for following, for leaving ♥️, for sharing your thoughts and reblogs! It means absolutely everything to me ✨this is crazy, I never imagined I would get more than five, let alone this many.
But beyond the number, I’m very grateful for the beautiful and kind people I’ve been able to meet here. Really lovely mutuals sharing incredible stories that make my day go a million times better and take my mind off of worries, stress, etc. So thank you for the chats, for the laughs, for the learning, for sharing bits of your day to day with me, for listening to my non-sense as well. 🥰 You’re a shining light ⭐️
I still have some requests in my to-write list, so this celebration will be sharing some fics recommendations of mind-blowing stories written by the best fandom. (There are so many great stories so I will keep it down to one per writer) and I highly encourage you to stop by and read them if you haven’t -leaving the proper tip (also know as your thoughts, comments, reblog) it’s highly appreciated.
This is my master list in case you want to take a look around, who knows? Maybe you’ll find a story you haven’t read yet 🥰 I write for Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders), Cillian Murphy and some of his characters like Robert Fischer (Inception), Scarecrow (Batman), Lenny Miller (Anna movie), Emmett (A quiet place), etc
Last but not least, my recommendations to read (in no particular order)
Story share - proposed by @zablife (on going) each chapter is written by a different writer and trust me, you will want to get some snacks to enjoy the show 😉
Midnights -by @madame-wilsonn This series is just starting, I’m curious to see where this is going, join Tommy through the memories from the war, see by yourself the struggles he has to deal with.
All apologies - by @gypsy-girl-08 One mistake broke apart Tommy’s family, a thousand apologies won’t be enough to get back what he lost. The perfect mix of everything smut, angst, love…
Tachipen - by @zablife (series on going) This story will take us along reader when she moves to the Shelby house because her father lost a flip coin against Tommy and she starts to take care of the Shelby kids.
Betrayal - by @cillmequick (on going) You’ll find the perfect amount of angst, the war between the Shelby’s and the Changretta’s is about to get ugly.
Birmingham - by @runnning-outof-time get to see as reader escapes from her family gang and ends up in Small Heath with no other than the Shelby family, there will be angst and mystery.
The boy in the window - by @notyour-valentine (series) I’m fascinated by this story and how little Emma takes us by the hand to meet Charlie Shelby, the boy who her mum thought was an imaginary friend.
Misery loves company - by @shelbydelrey Tommy is sleeping with Arthur’s wife, follow their forbidden relationship and get ready to gasp constantly as you read!
Getting away with murder - by @theshelbyclan Join Teddy in one of her adventures, she will find out becoming a stylist isn’t the best idea, but at least Tommy wasn’t her target.
Dear Sister - by @l1-l4 Intriguing story about Grace’s sister, who happens to marry Tommy… loving it from the start!
A kind heart by @forgottenpeakywriter The relationship between Charlie and his sister will melt your heart, fluffy Tommy included.
Family ties - by @peakyscillian follow reader and Tommy’s story, they met at a gentlemen’s strip club, Tommy wants to help her out…
Birdcage - by @raincoffeeandfandoms Corrupt a wish stories will never be the same after you read this. (I don’t want to spoil anything, just read it!)
Prima ballerina - by @padfootdaredmetoo Loved the whole ballet idea, and the story is amazing!
Destiné à Être by @the-forest-witchh Remus Lupin story, if you’re a Harry Potter fan this is your story
The library - by @evita-shelby Tommy realizes the only way to shut you up is… 🤫 💋
Men with blue eyes and dark hair by @dandelionprints Tommy jealous of his brother for being close to Y/N, will he ruin the only chance to share his real feelings?
Christmas traditions - by @midnightmagpiemama get festive with Charlie and Tommy while decorating for the Christmas festivities! Lovely details. A lot of fluffy content!
Plus two recommendations @heidimoreton shared with me and I loved it!
Freedom / Poison
Tagging some lovely mutuals I adore 🥰 @lyarr24 @ange-thoughts @imichelle-l-rigby @heidimoreton @thesoldiersminute @theshelbyslimited @peakyv @prettylittlehoneyeyesxoxo @allie131313 @lovemissyhoneybee @kittycatcait219 @already-broken144 @babaohhhriley @cillixn @sloanexx @kittycatcait219 @lespendy @moral-terpitude @theshelbyslimited @rangerelik
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runnning-outof-time · 7 months
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Hey, I love your stories so much, Thank you for your beatiful work❤️ “Did you even miss me?” With Tommy as much angst you can write maybe ?
Hi there, anon! Thanks so much for sending this in! I hope you like what I’ve done here! I tried to do as much angst as I could. Enjoy! :)
PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!
Part of my 3.5k Celebration — find more stories here!
Three Years
Tommy Shelby x Reader
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Warnings: language, mentions of war
Word Count: 636
Summary: Tommy’s attempts to reconnect with (Y/N) don’t go as he hoped they would.
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“(Y/N), wait!” Tommy called for (Y/N) as he hastily followed her out of the Marquis. She was still several steps ahead of him, the pouring rain not slowing her down one bit. “Stop fucking walking, please!”
“Why?!” she yelled back to him, slowing her pace down to see if he’d notice. Within seconds, she felt his hand on her shoulder before he spun her around to face him. “Why should I have to stop for you, huh?!” she asked, venom laced into her words as her angry eyes found his.
“I wanted to speak to you,” he answered her, keeping his voice level. He had no right to be angry.
“Speak to me? You finally want to do that?” her response was spoken in an incredulous manner. Tommy opened his mouth to speak, but she continued before he was able to. “Why the fuck did you even come to this pub? It’s one of the few that I can go to; where I know I won’t see you. But now you’re here, and you’re in my fucking face, and you’ve ruined my night!” she went on with her rant, her voice raising with each word she spoke. She didn’t care that she was screaming in the middle of the street though. This was what he deserved.
“(Y/N), listen…”
“No,” she shook her head, cutting him off again, “no, I’m not going to listen to you, Tommy. You lost your chance to speak when you didn’t come to visit me for three-fucking-years. I wrote to you, I worried about you every single day when you were in France, and then the war ended and I got nothing.” She paused a moment, taking a deep breath in hopes to stop her lungs from burning. Her angry eyes found his again, and she stared into them for a moment before asking the question that was burning in her mind: “did you even miss me?”
Every planned answer that Tommy was stacking up in his mind vanished after hearing her final five words. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out, and instead he stood there like a fool, his brows scrunched together and jaw slack as he let everything she just said sink in.
“You know what, I don’t even want to hear your answer,” (Y/N) broke the silence, dismissing him before he even had the chance to think of a response. She turned and began walking away from him then, leaving the lighted vicinity of the pub so that she could return to her home.
Tommy stood there and watched her walk away. He was itching to rush to her side; to escort her home so that he could ensure nothing happened to her. But he knew that she didn’t need him to do that. He also knew that him doing so would probably make things worse than they already were.
To put it simply: she was right. Three years was too long of a time for someone to be gone for. Tommy had his reasons, sure, but those put aside, he still hurt her. He hurt the woman who’d been there for him right up to the day he boarded the train for France. He hurt the woman that his mind would drift to while he was stuck in the tunnels and trenches. He hurt the woman he thought he’d have by his side for the rest of his life.
And now he had to come to terms with the fact that she was gone forever. He shouldn’t have came to this pub; shouldn’t have asked around about her and then intentionally sought her out. If only he’d known better…then he wouldn’t have been caught out in the rain. If only he didn’t let three years pass by.
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justrainandcoffee · 3 months
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You may know it, or not, that my modern!Alfie has an Inn called "The Wandering Jew". The series are set in 2020, in middle of the quarantine when he met my oc, Rose. Both of them are "trapped" there.
So... Even when in my mind the Inn is quite clear, I never described it. I'm not capable of writing too many details but now I spent some time hours looking for pictures that more or less represent what my mind created. Even when it's not exactly the same.
A tour to Alfie's Inn:
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The main door it's completely made of glass, different of this one, but the ones I saw on Google didn't satisfied me. And this one, has an electronic lock something that the one in the story has.
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The reception counter is smaller than this, but basically the same.
Where that wooden shelf is, there's the elevator. Next to the pillar you can find the stairs that lead to the first floor. The main door it's just in front of the reception counter. ←There are the sofas and the tv and there → the dinning room.
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It has an inner garden 🌱! They shared their first kiss there (although I didn't write that scene, yet.) The door in the back doesn't exist. But the rest is quite similar. Although there's a tree.
Through this garden you can access to Alfie's apartment. Walking this way → there are stairs that lead you to his and Cyril's home.
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The hallway(s) where the rooms are, look surprisingly similar to this one. Except for the plants. But it's more or less like that.
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Bedrooms, too. Well, it's an inn, of course 😂.
Not a five stars (yet) but not those bed and breakfast were you have to share a bathroom either. Quite acceptable place, private rooms and bathrooms.
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And the pool that's on the rooftop. Above the third floor. Alfie and Rose spent a lot of time there during the summer. You know... Enjoying. 🤭.
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I really wanted to do something like that. Still, in my mind everything is more harmonious (of course) but if you use the imagination...
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Tagging my readers, who may interested in it:
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zablife · 7 months
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Stolen Angel
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Created for @call-sign-shark 1K celebration. Congrats again, darling! I chose the 2nd theme: angel with the angst prompt "This isn't right." I hope you enjoy it!
John Shelby x Heaven Lavey Shelby
A/N: Heaven Shelby is an OC belonging to @call-sign-shark and is Arthur Shelby's wife.
John always felt a deep connection to his brother’s wife, Heaven. When the enemy attacked him on his doorstep Christmas morning 1925, he swore he saw a blinding light around her small frame as she used all her healing powers to pry him from the cold embrace of death. Now he felt bound to protect the woman he thought of as his guardian angel. It was a vow he upheld when Arthur stole himself away from the Changrettas and everyone he cared about.
John was merely a brother doing his duty to family. However, the tenuous thread between friendship and something more suddenly snapped when Heaven confided she wished to stay longer. She needed time to herself after Arthur’s deceit which had been too much for their short marriage to bear. When Heaven realized they were crossing a line she warned, "This isn't right," and John had to agree.
Arthur was his flesh and blood after all, but he couldn't help the overwhelming feeling that his loyalties were shifting despite himself. Every moment spent in Heaven's intoxicating company convinced him they were meant for one another. Each morning with the children a glimpse of what their life together could be. When Arthur returned one day high on snow, angry and violent, it was all John needed to act swiftly and mercilessly.
He tortured himself with the memory of his fateful decision every day for years to come as he sat rotting in his prison cell without so much as a letter from the woman he was so enchanted with long ago. He was only certain of one thing when he thought of atonement for Arthur’s murder. He had attempted to bend the will of the heavens and fallen into the depths of hell in the process. He would spend the rest of his life praying to be forgiven for stealing God's most cherished creature from his own kin.
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arcielee · 7 months
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Let's spread some positivity! Tag some of your fellow content creators here and let them know why they are absolutely amazing!❤️
Here is my ode to other fandoms outside of ASoiaF, as well as the collection of Ewanverse writers who I just fucking adore.
Read more to save space!
The Last Kingdom
@itbmojojoejo You are such a talented writer and I adore your new hobbies/obsessions? Your gif creations are fucking wonderful and you are just an utter gem all around. 💜
Some of my favorite TLK writers also include: @bhxrdy @gemini-mama @emilyhufflepufftlk @sihtricfedaraaahvicius
I also adore the screenshots shared by @transfinan and @dailytlk gifsets are so nifty!
@breanime is just wonderful. I enjoyed the rotation through fandoms and I always get excited to see what they are currently into. Also, their writing is fucking amazing. 💜
Stranger Things
@theold-ultraviolence I found them because of our mutual love for Aemond, but they also write for Eddie Munson and I just love them oh-so much. 💜
@runningmunson Your Aemond Targaryen stories brought me in, but I actually just adore anything you share with us. 💜
@uglypastels Your story Not Wholly Evil is what actually had me break away from HotD and dive into Stranger Things. Your prose is wonderful and I just devour it all. 💜
Other nifty writers for this fandom are @lovebugism @jo-harrington @whoahoney @word-wytch @storiesbyrhi
Misc.
@chiss-and-crackers It started with HotD, but I legit adore every fandom you touch and share. Your blog is definitely one of my favorites and you brighten my dashboard. 💜
@poetic-fiasco Thank you for rekindling my love for Loki/Tom Hiddleston. Your stories on ao3 are fucking wonderful and you have been so lovely all around. 💜
@evita-shelby Your pieces are enchanting and allow me to enjoy fandoms I am not even a part of. Also, your Tom Bennett story! Oh my. 💜
@4yvle1 art is absolutely breathtaking. Their HotD is what had me follow, but everything they create, their style is absolutely breathtaking. 💜
Other talented writers who have moved on from HotD, but I will read anything they write: @1800-fight-me @eddiemadmunson @jasonsmirrorball @annikin-im-panicin @killergirlfuria
Ewanverse misc.
@assortedseaglass I will repeat this as my damn mantra, but I just adore your prose. Your Billy Washington story is what won me over and I will read everything, anything you post! 💜
@babyblue711 You are seriously such a delight on this hellsite and your Salad Days story, Redemption, took me on an emotional ride. I am a fucking fan of everything you create. 💜
@helaelaemond You have absolutely won me over for the Helaemond ship with your writing, but the way you write other Ewanverse characters is so fucking brilliant. I just adore your prose so thoroughly. 💜
Another honorable mention for @myfandomprompts because their gif creations and their stories for Tom Bennett and Will [Salad Days] is just fucking wonderful. 💜
Same for @lonnson: your art, your writing, your weird fandoms that I cheer on every time I see them on my dashboard is just lovely. Like, I have to mention you twice. 💜
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Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat/Evita
As you probably know by now, Jesus Christ Superstar is my favorite musical, and the main reason I developed any sort of interest in musicals generally. I have also mentioned before that other popular Andrew Lloyd Webber musicals have not tended to do much for me. The Phantom of the Opera is too florid and lengthy and the characters don’t interest me enough, Cats is amusing fluff but has no real plot or character depth.
But also, perhaps that shouldn’t be very surprising. After all, I tend to be interested in media for its stories and characters more than presentation or spectacle - and Cats and Phantom don’t actually share a writer with JCS. The stuff I love about Jesus Christ Superstar includes the songs, sure, but I wouldn’t care so much about them in a vacuum. The guy who wrote the lyrics, made the story what it is, is Tim Rice.
So a little while back I figured it was high time I actually looked into at least the other well-known Webber/Rice collaborations, Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat and Evita. (I gather abroad Joseph is like, a play every middle school puts on, but not over here; I had never heard of it until I looked up stuff about Jesus Christ Superstar, and never heard a song from it until I went and listened to it recently.)
(Some 5000 words of rambling under the cut, about these two shows, comparisons to JCS, and some character analysis, plus a bit of a digression about the trouble with translating musicals to film!)
Joseph is a pretty amusing one. It’s a show originally written as a fun retelling of a Bible story for kids to perform, before JCS, when Webber and Rice were 17 and 20 years old - specifically, it’s the story of Joseph, not the father of Jesus but Jacob’s favorite son from the Old Testament. Once I listened to it I did vaguely recall hearing the story before, in religious education classes as a kid: Joseph has prophetic dreams about greatness, is betrayed by his jealous brothers and sold into slavery in Egypt, eventually ends up the Pharaoh’s right-hand man after deciphering his prophetic dreams about an upcoming famine, then reunites with his contrite brothers and father.
It’s pretty wild, but you can definitely see the seeds of JCS in it - an isolated story from the Bible, told through a series of songs with very modernized, casual lyrics with a bit of a cheeky satirical energy with regards to some of the source material. But where JCS is a dramatic, emotional reinterpretation, Joseph has very little interest in drawing out the drama of the story it’s adapting, for the most part, and sticks with just retelling it with tongue firmly in cheek and a deluge of indulgent pastiche of a dozen different musical genres. The Pharaoh? A shameless Elvis parody, because why not. The brothers? Sing an over-the-top country song about how Joseph was heroically killed by a goat after they have sold him into slavery, and then later a parody French ballad about how much they miss him.
I quite enjoy just how plainly it presents the whole Joseph being Jacob’s favorite son thing, the narrator talking cheerfully about the coat his father gives him to make it clear that Joseph was the special one, and him telling his brothers about all these dreams he’s having that are clearly symbolic of how much greater he will be than them:
I dreamed that in the fields one day, The corn gave me sign Your eleven sheaves of corn All turned and bowed to mine My sheaf was was quite a sight to see A golden sheaf and tall Yours were green and second-rate And really rather small
What a hilariously smug-slash-oblivious little prick. The brothers are still obviously the villains here, but without exactly commenting on it per se, the musical cheerfully leans into the things a modern audience might find kind of preposterous or silly reading this story, and thus sort of subtextually asks but honestly, wasn’t it kind of dickish of their dad to just pick a favorite son and lavish him with special gifts for it? Isn’t Joseph himself being kind of a dick with this thing of telling them repeatedly about how hey guys I had this dream that I’m way better than you and in the future you’re all going to bow down to me?
And Jesus Christ Superstar does essentially the same thing - though often in a less humorous and more simply speculative way. It asks things like, isn’t it kind of weird and morbid of Jesus to tell the apostles that the bread they eat is his body and the wine they drink is his blood? What if it wasn’t a grand metaphor, but just him expressing his disillusionment with everything, and with them; what if in this moment he just feels like they wouldn’t even care if it was, and he’s right because they don’t even react? Or what if he’s just sort of morosely hoping maybe at least it’ll make them remember him when they eat and drink?
Joseph does have a little bit of a character arc going, which saves it from being entirely fluff. After we’ve seen his (possibly oblivious) self-aggrandizement at the beginning, Joseph gets betrayed and sold into slavery by his brothers, then jailed on false charges, where he goes through a lowest point in the song “Close Every Door to Me”, about how he’s insignificant and it doesn’t matter what happens to him, but he’s holding on to the thought of the Promised Land for strength. After that lowest point, he’s learned some humility - not long after this, when his fellow inmates ask him to interpret their dreams, he agrees to try but isn’t sure he’ll get it right, and is almost sheepish about admitting that well, he hasn’t been wrong before. So by the time Joseph actually gains the glory and prestige that he dreamed of, it feels reasonably earned, not only because he’s been to hell and back, but because he’s stopped being the kind of insufferable, arbitrarily privileged ass he was at the start in the process. (Or, at least, that’s what I get listening to the 1991 London cast recording that I picked somewhat arbitrarily on Spotify. I also watched the 1999 movie with one eye while drawing, and there Joseph honestly kind of felt like he was still pretty smug by the end. I like it better if there’s a character arc.)
At the end, his brothers come from Canaan, which is suffering from the famine, to Egypt to beg for food. Of course Joseph is there to receive them, only for them to not recognize him there in his Egyptian finery. Joseph decides to take them for a bit of a ride, to test whether they’re still the dickheads who tried to kill him and sold him into slavery; he responds to their groveling with angry fake skepticism - telling me that you are hungry! That could be lies! during a famine, sure. They grovel all the more, and he makes a show of saying they’ve moved him and that he’ll give them what they came for and more. Only he slips one of his golden cups into his younger brother Benjamin’s sack, then angrily stops them as they’re trying to leave, theatrically searching their bags until he finds it in Benjamin’s and demands to lock him up and throw away the key. And the brothers throw themselves at his feet to say there’s no way Benjamin did this, and to please have mercy on him and jail them instead.
This whole bit, the brothers groveling and Joseph putting on this charade, probably taking out some justified anger through scaring them and the power he wields over them, while also legitimately trying to test their characters and whether he can forgive them, is my favorite chunk of this show. “Grovel, Grovel” just has a melody I like, the energy and tension of the music for “Who’s the Thief?” is great (and amusingly reminiscent of the motif I dubbed ‘Authority’ in JCS), the character dynamic of what’s happening is just interesting and more layered than anything preceding it, and it sort of drops to a bit of a more serious and tense feel there in general, the brothers genuinely desperate and Joseph pushing mercilessly to learn who they really are and whether he can ever trust them again…
…and then we launch into “Benjamin Calypso”, a sudden jarringly upbeat number where the brothers continue to argue that there’s no way Benjamin stole the cup and he should take them instead in the most nonchalant, utterly unserious way possible. The mood whiplash is something. After that Joseph reveals who he is and the brothers get like two lines to ask if it’s really him, we explain their father came and joined them in like five more lines, and then it’s time to reprise the early number about Joseph’s vision at the beginning of the story for the finale. There’s no followup on the reunion or what just happened at all!
And I guess that’s fair. The entire rest of the show is deeply silly, exaggerated pastiche where the brothers act like the snidest of villains, and we aren’t supposed to care about them. But one way or another, I find myself honestly wanting a more cathartic resolution here. Judah does offer himself up in exchange for Benjamin, sure, but in that song where he’s otherwise busy jauntily comparing Benjamin’s honesty to coconuts and palm trees because Caribbean music, it’s impossible to take that at all seriously, or actually feel like it means anything about his character or ought to move Joseph to forgive them. And then we don’t get any followup, and all in all it just means it sort of starts to present an actually interesting dramatic situation, in its slightly tongue-in-cheek way, and then goes, “Never mind! Anyway, more pastiche!”
In the original story in Genesis, Joseph was explicitly feeling a lot of emotion during all this - he overhears them talking in Hebrew about their regrets over what they did to Joseph, and from there he multiple times has to excuse himself from everyone’s presence to weep, until he’s fully sure that now his brothers would rather sacrifice their own lives than sell another brother. I honestly think that makes sense, and that it would have worked (and probably worked better) to include more emotionality here. But oh well! It’s a pretty fun silly show with some fun songs in it, and that’s all it really wants to be. What If Joseph But We Took It Seriously is basically what JCS is, and I for one am happy with what we got there.
Evita is quite different, a more ambitious and very much adult-oriented show postdating JCS by several years (like JCS, it was first released as a concept album, in 1976). It’s about the life of Argentinian First Lady Eva Perón. I don’t know much about the real-life history or how accurate it is to the actual woman, but the musical at least depicts her with a sort of blend of deep cynicism and a degree of twisted admiration for her sheer ruthless drive and ability to win influence. After an opening framing device, it starts with her as a working-class country girl forcefully persuading a singer she’s had a fling with to bring her to the big city. Once there, she immediately ditches him to pursue her own ends, freely using sex with men for whatever advantage it would get her until she has a popular radio show. After that, she begins a relationship with future president Juan Perón, with the express intent that it would be mutually beneficial to both of them, by leveraging her popularity with the public for his political endeavors while giving her access to further power and influence through him.
(I’d be surprisingly good for you, she proposes; would you be good for me too? In the Icelandic cast album that I found on Spotify, she just proposes that I’d be a pleasure for you, which misses the entire point. Similarly, his subsequent verse where he agrees that I can understand you perfectly / and I like what I hear, what I see, and knowing me / I would be good for you too is rendered as I feel my heart pounding / and I like your words, this sight, and believe me / I’d do anything for you. According to this translation this was just an average love at first sight thing I guess? He’s not even calling back to her own words or acknowledging that he gets what she’s after? Good job, guys. It’s a pretty good translation in terms of the poetry and phrasing and all, but man do they drop the ball on conveying the correct narrative here. Overall I get the impression from the album cover and song choices that the people behind this Icelandic production thought the core of this story was supposed to be the romance between Eva and Juan? Which I truly don’t think is meant to be the point, at all.)
They go on to campaign and win despite that Perón thinks the whole concept of having to get votes to get into power is needlessly annoying (her radio rhetoric for him involves claiming that he loves you, understands you, is one of you; if not, how could he love me?). Eva becomes massively popular in her home country but doesn’t succeed quite as well on a European tour where the Italians compare her husband to Mussolini; they make a bunch of money ostensibly for charitable causes, some of which winds up back in their pockets through secret Swiss accounts (apparently this bit is historically dubious and that verse is cut from later versions of the show), all while Eva is venerated as a saint; but finally she starts to grow weak with cancer and then dies, her life deliriously flashing before her as she thinks about how in the end her choices were hers and hers alone, and she chose to burn bright and briefly, even if perhaps becoming loved by so many didn’t quite add up to being loved more. It ends with a statement that money was raised to build a monument to Evita, but only the base was ever completed, and her body disappeared for seventeen years. I guess the implication is that the monument was a scam to some degree too?
As a plot it’s a bit unfocused. There isn’t really a proper climax to the storyline here; “they make a bunch of questionable money, she goes on a tour that’s neither successful nor a total disaster, and then she happens to die a while later from cancer” is kind of an anticlimax, lacking any kind of cohesive overall punch that’d make it resonate by itself (and to be clear, that’s usually the case with real events, which is why fiction based on true stories tends to change bits around to make them work better narratively; I get the sense from Joseph and JCS as well that Webber and Rice like to stick very closely to the actual series of events they’re adapting even if presenting them liberally, but that can unfortunately be a bit of a detriment when they’re trying to adapt straight-up recent history instead of a myth). Instead, this musical is more about its themes and the general character study going on.
In particular, our narrator is not Eva herself but “Ché”, a man who may or may not have been modelled after Ché Guevara. For the purposes of the musical he is mainly there as a representative of the general Argentinian working class, telling the story after Eva’s death after becoming disillusioned with her and her husband’s reign. In a way he is Evita’s Judas: the cynical POV character observing the eponymous subject of the show from a critical point of view, who is given a chance to comment on them and their legacy with the benefit of hindsight. Unlike with Judas, though, Ché in the musical is speaking only from that perspective of hindsight, not actually present during the story’s events other than when he briefly reenacts attending Perón’s rallies at the time - mostly he’s an immaterial narrator giving sardonic commentary on the events of the show.
(On Wikipedia and Genius, there are both people insisting that on the original concept album he was definitely meant to be Ché Guevara but that element was removed later when it was staged, and also people insisting that he was never supposed to be Guevara originally until the director of the first stage production decided to dress him like Guevara. On the original concept album he has a whole weird unclear side-plot going on, concurrent with the main events of the show, about his efforts to produce and sell insecticide, which Wikipedia suggests is based on Guevara’s life. As best I can tell the point of this subplot for the album’s narrative is to portray Ché as motivated partly by personal spite/jealousy/misogyny in his criticisms of Eva - towards the end of the first half he gets excited about the prospect that surely if some girl can rise so fast by her efforts in the sack then a man who offers more could do the same, and at a later point, during the song “The Actress Hasn’t Learned the Lines (You’d Like to Hear)”, Eva coldly dismisses him when he tries to sell her on his insecticide, which makes the critique that Eva didn’t do much for the working man sound more like he’s just kind of mad about that. I guess in some sense that adds a layer of ambiguity to it, unreliable narrator and all, but it feels very muddled and mostly just serves to make him seem like a dickish weirdo, undermining his character and everything else he has to say; I’m not surprised this subplot got removed entirely in every version after that. There’s another little bit later on the concept album where Ché declares he used to be loyal to his country, but for all he got out of it he might as well have been loyal to some other country, which I guess is imagining that this spurned Ché Guevara into traveling and instigating revolutions in different countries, giving up on his birth country of Argentina. This seems like pure baseless historical speculation and again is just weird and muddled by the whole portrayal of the insecticide thing, and again got ditched from later versions.)
My favorite song here is probably “Waltz for Eva and Ché”, which I’d argue serves as the real climax of the musical, even though it isn’t even a literal thing that happens. (The aforementioned Icelandic cast album does not include it; in fact, there’s barely any Ché on it generally. Again, it feels like someone thought this was supposed to be a grand romance and this guy constantly criticizing the heroine in the background was just spoiling the mood, I guess.) In this fantasy sequence, Ché finally interacts directly with Eva, challenging her on her corruption and broken promises, while the unfazed Eva staunchly defends her actions and approach in her own pragmatic sort of way:
There is evil Ever around, fundamental System of government quite incidental So what are my chances of honest advances? I’d say low Better to win by admitting my sin Than to lose with a halo
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Allow me to help you slink off to the sidelines And mark your adieu with three cheers But first tell me who'd be delighted If I said I'd take on the world's greatest problems From war to pollution, no hope of solution Even if I lived for one hundred years
As far as Eva is concerned, idealistically trying to work on big problems she’ll never magically solve doesn’t actually make anyone happy, so what’s the point? Ultimately, she doesn’t care about causes or governance or politics per se, really, but she cares a lot about being a figure that inspires the common people of Argentina. And sometimes that involves being as glamorous as possible, living the high life as a working-class girl turned first lady, and sometimes it involves charity work that’s very showy and feelgood even if it doesn’t exactly make the best use of the money, and that’s all kind of the same to her; there’s corruption and evil everywhere in every political system, but at least she made people smile to the point that they chant her name. What else is there, really?
In the final verse of “Waltz for Eva and Ché”, she admits for the first time that her body is falling apart, and she wishes she had more time. And in her final lament, where she speaks of how she thought the more that loved me, the more loved I’d be, she wishes she’d had children of her own. She does have some regrets, in the end. But while she lived she committed so hard to everything she did that she’d just suppress any such thoughts out of existence. And as a result she played the game so well she was possibly the most powerful person in her entire country by the age of twenty-six; who else could say that?
As a character she’s a bit of a puzzle, but definitely intentionally so - I get the sense most of this musical is just Tim Rice trying to figure out what might have been going on in this woman’s head. (And, yeah, this is obviously just an interpretation of a woman who was an actual person, and all my commentary on her is strictly about the character as portrayed in the musical, and not about the actual woman, about whom I know very little.) One is never quite sure how much she means of what she’s saying - a distinctive feature of her character is that she constantly says things with what sounds like total conviction and sincerity that we know are lies, or stretching the truth, or are connected lyrically and musically to times she was definitely lying or stretching the truth. You could definitely argue for an interpretation where she’s doing that in “Waltz for Eva and Ché” too - just unflinchingly saying whatever justifies her actions as if she believes it, even in an imaginary confrontation. But my read is it does seem that one way or another it comes to matter a great deal to her that the working-class people of Argentina love and adore her, in a way I’m not sure much else matters to her. She has some base craving for being loved, and even if in the end all the love and adoration of the masses can’t quite satisfy it, she was still driven to a large extent by that craving.
Class is a running theme here. Eva comes from the working class, as I mentioned, and her family were thrown out at her middle-class father’s funeral, as mentioned offhandedly near the beginning of the show (her mother was his mistress); from there, she seems to have developed a determination to show them, to be better and get further and be more known and adored than any of the people who dismissed her for her origins. She climbs the social ladder relentlessly, but continues to be scorned by Argentina’s upper class no matter what she does, simply because of where she comes from, and for all of the musical’s cynicism about Eva herself, that’s one thing that it definitely sides with her on. Similarly, the powerful woman getting where she is by sleeping her way to the top is kind of a misogynistic trope that I can’t help but side-eye a bit (I suspect it’s probably a pretty direct reflection of the apparently very merciless biography that the musical was supposedly based on, given what I mentioned earlier about the way they tend to stick quite closely to the events they’re adapting, but nonetheless), but at the same time the sexism and misogyny that Eva faces wherever she goes are also a recurring theme, both from the upper class, in Europe, and from the soldiers of the Argentine Army who think she should just shut up and spread her legs. Eva’s unrelenting defiance in the face of this adversity and refusal to bow to it, and continuing success despite that, is ultimately something I feel the story kind of admires in her, in spite of the many ways it’s harshly critical of her. She saw something she wanted, and she simply did whatever she had to do to get it in her not very advantageous situation as a woman in the 1940s, and successfully made it to the top that way despite being disparaged and scorned at every turn, without ever giving in.
So that’s the overall picture I get of her character here: the formative experience of being treated as lesser and unworthy at her own father’s funeral spurned this woman into obsessive unflinching determination to make it in the biggest way possible and earn the public’s love and adoration, at whatever cost, with very little regard to what she had to do or enable to get there, and while the deepest core of that drive may have ultimately been a longing for more personal love and acceptance, she channeled it into an incredibly successful drive to be loved by her people. For all its flaws and questionable elements I do think it’s an interesting character study, hence the rambling; I’m often drawn to characters whose actions might seem puzzling at a glance but have a coherent core driving them that makes the character click if you think about it, and while Eva doesn’t press my personal character buttons super hard otherwise, I think she’s definitely an example of that.
We watched the 1996 movie based on Evita, too. It leans away from the Ché Guevara thing, with Antonio Banderas portraying Ché as simply an everyman (he gets whumped a little bit, which was fun). The performances are good overall, and it’s more faithful than I was expecting; aside from lyrical tweaks and adding a song that’s incorporated into later stage productions as well, the main notable deviation is that “Another Suitcase in Another Hall”, a song originally sung by Perón’s mistress (a one-scene wonder), is moved earlier to be sung by Eva as Augustin Magaldi (the singer who brought her to Buenos Aires) ditches her, and is only briefly echoed later by the mistress. This is a significant shift because originally Magaldi is firmly meant to be someone Eva is simply using for her own ends and immediately ditches when she’s made it to Buenos Aires with him, while in the film it tries to make this a sympathetic moment for Eva, and thus implies she actually did naïvely love Magaldi and think they’d stay together - starkly different from her original characterization, where her proclamation that Would I have done what I did if I didn’t think, if I didn’t know, that we would stay together? is one of the establishing moments of that thing where she states things with total conviction that are shown to be not even a little bit true.
I can imagine three reasons for this change. One, they thought having another actress playing a bit character sing this famous solo song before never appearing again would just feel weird in a film, which is valid; it definitely does feel like a storytelling choice that happens in musicals but really goes against what anyone would expect in film. Two, they just wanted to give the more famous actress the song (Eva is played by Madonna). And/or three, they wanted Eva to be more sympathetic and Magaldi less so, which I can also understand, particularly given she is explicitly fifteen years old at the time and “musician who sleeps with a fifteen-year-old girl is the one being used and manipulated actually” is undeniably a bit hmm. But it kind of contradicts the rest of how it all plays out a bit - I didn’t really get the sense from the lead-up in the movie that she actually loved Magaldi or wanted anything from him other than the ticket to the city, and in general Eva is still just as ruthless! All in all, I sort of get the change, and it creates sort of a neat parallel where Eva inflicts the same humiliation on this other girl that she’d suffered herself back when she had nothing, but I’m not sure they entirely pulled it off in a way that makes sense.
I think the film also suffers from a sense that many shots are simply filling time as they want the music to play for exactly as many bars as originally written; the pacing feels glacial a lot of the time as a result. I wasn’t quite devoting my full attention to the Joseph movie so it’s hard to entirely have an idea of how it compares in that regard, but I feel like that one did this more successfully, with more energetic shots and staging.
I’ve come to feel increasingly that musicals are just quite hard to film well; Joseph really leans into being super stylized and framed as a sort of heightened version of a stage production, which is one way that I think can work pretty well, but it’s just a lot easier to get restless watching a film than actors on stage, and if you’ve got a song playing and cut to different shots while it’s happening, those shots really need to be interesting and hold the viewer’s attention, rather than just arbitrary filler. In something stylized along the lines of a stage production, you can sometimes get away with doing that with cool choreography and spectacle, but if you’re going for something more grounded and realistic, like Evita, you need to figure out how to make interesting, meaningful shots out of the moments where a song is having an instrumental interlude or repeating a verse or a chorus (assuming you don’t simply cut those bits out of the song), and that’s just a lot harder than saying it.
(Incidentally, we also watched the 2021 West Side Story film recently, and I think Spielberg absolutely nailed doing this in an overall realistically styled and toned film - it does feature people doing group dance choreography with perfect seriousness as if it’s a normal thing to do, but both there and in other songs it carefully makes sure the characters are always doing something, with a flowing character dynamic that maintains a sense that something is happening and keeps it from feeling like we’re filling space or waiting for the song to be done. Tricky thing to do, but absolutely possible!)
All in all, neither Joseph nor Evita are making it onto my favorite musicals list, but they’re interesting in their own very different ways, and I enjoyed diving into them and rambling a bit. Musical rambling, I have missed thee.
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MidnightsWithDearKatyTSPB’s Recommendation List: April PT. 1
Welcome to April’s recommendation list. Below is the link to take you back to March pt 2 featuring Peaky Blinders, Triple Frontier, Frank Castle, Joel Miller, and the works I posted. The goal for April is to write another chapter In This Heart and rewrite The Spark. If you are interested in having your writing challenges featured here, your stories, or even your blog, please feel free to tag me in your works, message me, or use the hashtag MidnightWithDearKatyTSPB. I hope you had a great Easter if you celebrate it!
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A Different Sort of Man (Moodboard) for @evita-shelby story.
Feel What You Feel (Moodboard + Blurb) >> Tommy Shelby x OFC!Estella Holland | "Perhaps this was the day she fell in love with Tommy Shelby."
Happy Birthday Mr. Pascal (Moodboard)
Invisible String (Moodboard) >> Tommy Shelby x OFC!Estella Holland | "And isn’t it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?"
It's Ok (Moodboard) >> Arthur Shelby x Beth | "It’s okay to be not okay."
Secret Garden (Moodboard) >> Arthur Shelby x Beth | “You saved me, Beth. Perhaps it’s time you allowed me to protect you from whatever demons you allow to darken your beautiful mind.”
Visitor (Moodboard + One-Shot) >> Tommy Shelby x OFC!Estella Holland | "You will never be alone, Tommy, because I’m always going to be in your heart..."
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BLURBS:
I'd Kill For You by @there-goes-thefighter >> John Shelby x f!reader - Summary: John doesn't take too kindly to someone asking the girl he likes out. | This was so fluffy and cute in a Peaky Blinders sort of way.
March Madness Drabble Challenge 2023: DAY 23 by @acewritesfics >> John Shelby x Wife!Reader - Summary: John cares for his wife and son. | I love reading about John Shelby and his kids.
Obvious by @peakyscillian >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary/Request: 'Giggling about how their friends haven’t found out about them yet even though they’re being so obvious.' | This was very cute. I enjoyed it.
ONE-SHOTS:
Bye Bye Blackbird by @zablife >> Tommy Shelby x F!Reader - Summary: Tommy's love interest from before the war leaves for the excitement of the city, but a chance encounter years later finds her disillusioned with all that sparkles. Can he convince her to come home? | Lee does a wonderful job writing something beautiful and sad simultaneously.
How Much I Love You by @runnning-outof-time >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: (Y/N) takes the opportunity to tell Tommy what she thinks when she finds him still in bed. | Melancholy Tommy to content and in love Tommy, beautiful.
Life is a Cabaret by @notyour-valentine >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Tommy has an iron-clad arrangement with a performer, one of his own making. | Val does such a good job with imagery in this one as well as emotions, leaving you wanting so much more for both Tommy and the reader. Like with most of Val's writing, you don't want to miss this one. It's angsty.
Not Yet by @raincoffeeandfandoms >> Tommy Shelby x Wife!Reader - Summary: One of the most difficult days of his life awaits him. He's ready to kill Mosley, but not yet. He's ready to make him pay for his horrible thoughts and crimes, but not yet. For the moment, he is in bed with his wife. Life at your side, it seems to be easier, and he loves that feeling. | Flor's way with words in this is just breathtakingly beautiful. It's a must-read.
Philopator by @notyour-valentine >> Tommy Shelby & Daughter!Reader - Summary: When Michael presents his offer to Tommy for a restructuring of the company, he mentions his daughter - after all, she is already involved, even if Tommy doesn’t know it yet. | The emotions are so well written in this, and the tears that I shed while reading. It's a must-read.
*Saltwater Tears by @areyenotfondofmelobster >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary/Request: Do you really want me? Or is this your way of getting back at my father? | So much emotion in this one. I felt the big decision weighing down on me. So good.
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ONE-SHOTS:
Stormy Night by @jackfrombaskinrobbins >> Matt Murdock x teen!adopted!reader - Summary: Matt comes home banged up when his teenager should be in bed asleep. | I always thought Matt would make a good Uncle/Dad, and this further proves my idea he would.
An Unexpected Delight by @amhrosina >> Poly!Frank Castle x Reader x Matt Murdock - Summary: Frank wants a taste after Matt tells him how perfectly delicious you are. | Amazing and hot.
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PEDRO PASCAL CHARACTERS:
Delicate by @slow-motionlovepotion >> Joel Miller x Reader - Summary: Sometimes when I look into your eyes, I pretend you're mine, all the damn time. | It was so scorching and very well written. I loved it.
Learned Something New by @wheresarizona >> Jack Daniels/Agent Whiskey x F!Reader - Summary: Reunion sex with Jack leads to a discovery. | This is just so very hot that I needed a tall glass of cold water to go with it.
Like Real People Do by @tightjeansjavi >> Joel Miller x f!reader - Summary: You, Joel, and Ellie arrive in Jackson for the first time. Joel sees your real smile for the first time in months, all thanks to Jackson’s horses. | This was adorable, and at times Ellie maybe steal the spotlight (in a good way.) I truly did love reading this fluffy piece.
Long Long Night by @toxic-seduction >> Joel Miller x afab!reader - Summary: “I’m not done with you.” or big dick Joel Miller fucks you hard. | 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵 🥵
Nadie Espera un Milagro (No One Expects a Miracle) by @oonajaeadira >> Javier Peña x f!reader - Summary: Sassy, confident, American ex-pat female who finds her parents a little tedious and enjoys both her independence and her job as a high-level admin at the DEA. | Had me falling in love with Javi and how much he cared for the reader and wanted to prove to the reader's parents she could take care of herself.
Need To Know by @ayorooster >> dbf!Joel Miller x afab!reader - Summary: THE FIRST TIME Joel Miller realized how bad he had it for you was on a Saturday night. | It's hot 🥵 and I really enjoyed it.
*Salvatore Pt. 1 to Playing Dangerous by @devilmademewriteit >> Javier Peña x afab!fem!reader - Summary: A secretary with an attitude problem, a DEA agent with an insolence problem. Years ago, you'd stopped hoping for his character to improve, but he's still gunning to set you straight. It’s the worst day of your life, and Javier Peña aims to take advantage of that. | Plot leaves you wanting more and more and so excited there is a second part.
*Playing Dangerous Pt. 2 to Salvatore by @devilmademewriteit >> Javier Peña x afab!fem!reader - Summary: Sure, the fact that he’d schemed up an entire, elaborate ruse to get between your legs was upsetting. More upsetting was the fact that he refused to fess up, insisting that you needed to be protected (or at the very least—cautious) because your life was in ‘grave danger.’ Most upsetting, however? That would be the fact that through it all and above everything else, you still wanted him—badly. | It's a masterpiece. That's the best way to describe this overall.
Still Here by @sl-ut >> Joel Miller x Reader - Summary: Joel is older than y/n, but that’s never been a concern of hers until very recently. | The number of emotions I went through while reading this one was dozy. I needed tissues. So well written.
Swaddling by @babydin >> Joel Miller x Reader - Summary: Joel was not a morning person. But the morning after he had spent the night with his cock inside you and woke up fucking you? That day he was definitely a morning person. | Dirty with a dash of cuteness.
TRIPLE FRONTIER:
Erase It by @jake-g-lockley >> Santiago Garcia x reader - Summary/Prompt: they’re teasing each other when one character goes “then kiss me” and is surprised that the other character actually does it. | Can Santiago come take care of me during my periods, please? It's so fluffy and sexy. TW: Period Stuff
Husband Duties by @rayslittlekitten >> Will “Ironhead” Miller x Wife F!reader - Summary: Not being able to fall asleep, you wake your husband up to help with your situation. | Currently wishing I was Will's wife. TW: Pregnancy
WILLIAM DAFOE:
*Heroes by @areyenotfondofmelobster >> Sgt. Elias Grodin x OFC! Alexis Ryder - Summary: He is king, and she is queen. He smokes, and she is mean. Tomorrow, death may take them, but today, they are heroes. A story about love, war, courage, and the duality of man -- inspired by the David Bowie song, "Heroes". | This is a beautifully well-done story.
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Just Because 🌻 (Moodboard) by @raincoffeeandfandoms >> Modern!Tommy Shelby
Keep Us Safe (Moodboard) by @running-outof-time >> Tommy Shelby x Wife!Reader | for @zablife story Keep Us Safe.
Peaky Blinders characters with a daughter who gets her first period by @scorpiussage | I read Alfie’s dialogue in his voice; it was so spot on. I can see Arthur getting all pale. Tommy would stand by and listen to help in the future. So good.
Phantom!Alfie x Christine!Reader (Moodboard) by @raincoffeeandfandoms >> Alfie Solomons x Reader | I'm a huge fan of Phantom of the Opera, so this moodboard is just perfect, especially for Alfie. I think.
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@notyour-valentine - Val is a fantastic writer at conveying the tone, setting, and emotions. I often feel like I've stepped inside the piece of writing I'm reading or watched it play out on screen instead of reading it. Not only does she write for Peaky Blinders, but she also writes for House of Dragons.
@cillmequick - Alex is a talented writer who writes for Peaky Blinder's fandom with two main stories. The Lockdown Sessions is a Cillian Murphy series, and Betrayal is a Tommy Shelby story feat. Luca Changretta. Alex recently celebrated 6 months of posting her stories. So, give her stories a read and a follow.
@areyenotfondofmelobster - S brings forth emotions when writing for Adrien Characters and Peaky Blinders, to name her current favorites. I've enjoyed three of her pieces, and they have moved me to tears, and I love it when a writer can do that. Her current series White Ribbon features Luca Changretta.
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