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Hello, I'm Lucy Hannah and I'm sorry I haven't been active in a while. The last year has been hard. I've been diagnosed with Epilepsy and I've had multiple seizures. I can't write here anymore. At least for the time being. This is the end of my blog, at least for now. I cannot put in effort writing when I'm so sick, and exhausted all the time. For now, this blog is done. I may be back in the future but who knows. You can find me on twitter (X, as it's now known) @/lucepresley_

Thank you for the good times on here, especially @ronmanmob . Thank you for writing with me, I really enjoyed the short time we wrote together. Bye for now 💕

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THE GREAT (2020– ) S01E02: The Beard

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Hello everyone. I haven't been on here for ages, and the reason for that is I've been seriously unwell. I haven't felt right for over a year, and it all came to a head on Thursday when I had a very bad seizure. I am very lucky, though, because I was told at the hospital I could've had a stroke, heart attack, and ended up paralysed. It turns out my calcium levels were non existent and this is a hereditary condition I got from my dad.

It was all so scary, but I'm home now and feeling better. I'm sorry I disappeared 💖

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Hello everyone. I haven't been on here for ages, and the reason for that is I've been seriously unwell. I haven't felt right for over a year, and it all came to a head on Thursday when I had a very bad seizure. I am very lucky, though, because I was told at the hospital I could've had a stroke, heart attack, and ended up paralysed. It turns out my calcium levels were non existent and this is a hereditary condition I got from my dad.

It was all so scary, but I'm home now and feeling better. I'm sorry I disappeared 💖

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Hannah and Alfie are back!! (And so am I 🫣) but I am so sorry for my unintentional hiatus!!! I am going to work on a few drafts and then get back to it 🤟

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— Sylvia Plath, from "Letters Home"

[text ID: I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.]

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The prime suspects

Peaky Blinders 1.01 // 1.02 // 1.03

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💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌

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Send 😶 + a really uncomfortable question and my muse has to answer it

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You may not have tuberculoma, Mr Shelby, but you are sick. I know you. You are sick with guilt. Sick of death at your own hand. Sick of who you were. You are no longer the kind of man who would kill another man in cold blood. Tommy, you have been on a journey from the backstreets to the corridors of power. You cannot go back. You are a different man. The gun no longer belongs in your hand…” — PEAKY BLINDERS S06E06

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Hannah is a fighter and a lover. She loves her family: her husband and their two babies. But she is willing to go fist to fist with anyone who threatens the safety and security of her world, of her loves.

Alfie has tried and failed to keep Hannah separate from his working world. It became apparent to him that his wife was a woman who wanted to know what was going on, and she was not going to be content sitting in the dark. So he started to tell her the basics of the deals he was making, of what was happening in the bakery and beyond. Hannah began to feel a fire deep inside of herself, an urge to protect her big bad husband from these big bad men. It would've been funny to see this little 5''5 blonde woman go up against Alfie's rivals, if she wasn't so deadly serious.

But, Hannah was right, as always. One night, after a particularly bad argument about what Alfie decided not to tell her about, she said "I protect you, and you protect me. Always. We were married in front of God, and we swore to always care for each other. How can I protect you, darlin'? How can I care for you? If you don't tell me what's going on?"

Hannah's childhood had been one of painful, never ending struggle. Her urge to protect her children from what she had endured was something she felt deep inside of herself, in the very pit of her stomach. Her mother had died when she was only a small child, and she knew that she would not let her children be without a parent. Not EVER. Alfie was the one she worried about, more than worried about herself. She would not let Alfie die, and leave their two beloved babies without a dad. She would go against the devil himself to prevent that from ever happening.

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It was the Alfie she saw beneath the hardened, calloused, war-torn body who she loved with such a love it sometimes broke her. Hannah's heart would burst, and every time he'd place a big, tattooed paw on her own almost translucent skin, she'd see him truly as he was. To her, Alfie wasn't a gangster. To her, he was the one who held her hand at night as he read through the bakery's log books, pencil between his lips. He was a man who had his heart broken by the war, who never spoke a word about it. He woke at night in a state of fitful unrest, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead and as she held him, he gripped on to her like she was the only thing standing between life and death.

She loved him, all of him. All of the blood and war and guns and gore.... Hannah loved the very soul of Alfie Solomons.

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🦉 OWL - are they an early riser or a night owl?

Hannah is an early riser. She wakes before Alfie, and often has the whole house to herself. Her childhood was bleak, and she never had a moment to wander around, just dreaming about what could be. The ability to just be was never an option for her. Now, though, Alfie had given the gift of appreciating the present to her without even realising it.

During her marriage, she wakes earlier than her sleepy husband, and immediately zones in on the huge bookcase that sits in the living room below the family pictures of Alfie's mother and her beautiful wedding day.

Han reads mystery novels, and unbelievable romances. Tales of ancient Kings and Queens occupy her mind at this time of the day. She curls up, leg under leg, and absorbs the words with gusto. Hannah Solomons is a voracious reader, and an enthusiastic early riser.

So, to definitively answer your question, Hannah Solomons loves the early morning when she is the only soul awake in her marital home, when she is curled up in an amrchair devouring her mysteries and tales of ancient romance. Her appreciation for being able to relax and take time for herself is infinite.

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Please reblog this if it’s okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you even if you haven’t reblogged a meme because I just want to RP with you