๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฆ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ท๐ฆ, ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ. โ โข #BloodyRapture - #PeakyBlinders - MDNI โข โ
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๐๐ฐ๐บ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐จ๐ถ๐ฏ.
x AU Portrayal
x Head of the Peaky Blinders
x Businessman, Politician
x Rescuing @MadameOfMulo
x DeadDove 21+
โ ๐๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ง #๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ค
Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary
16* You fucks screwed me with the 2011 interface update, but weโll take it.
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โ ๐๐ช๐ค ๐จ๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ช๐ข๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด ๐ด๐ถ๐ฃ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ข๐ต๐ฐ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค.
x An Adult AU of Wednesday Addams
x Admired by Death himself
x A #BloodyRapture Ship
x TW: Dead Dove / Blood, Death, and So on -
x MDNI - 21+ - Role Play
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There's a plethora of things weighing my mind. Work, war... Pick your poison, Dear. [Folding his hands beneath his chin, Thomas leans carefully forward over the edge of his desk.
His sky-like gaze lifted to appreciate the nearing woman.] Saving such a beautiful woman came +
Oh... [That faint smirk was turning to more of a grin now with the exaggerated roll of his head back between his shoulders.] That's right. The curtain ties were meant to be for later. My heads too full... Maybe you can help with that?
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ษชษดแดแด แดสแด แดกษชสแด
ษช ษขแด.
สแด๊ฑษชษดษข แดส แดกแดส.
๊ฐษชษดแด
ษชษดษข แดส ๊ฑแดแดสโ ๐ถ๐ช๐ฝ๐ฎ.
ร Kezia Boswell
ร Peaky Blinders OC
ร Historical RP based.
ร Her soul mate @FreddaAmbition.
My eyes narrow, a slow smirk curling at the corner of my mouth.
"Maybe so, Grace. Maybe Iโm gettinโ old. But even an old dog knows when to bite. Empires donโt fall because a manโs lost his touch โ they fall because the wrong ones think theyโve won."
Taking a slow drag of my +
cigarette, I lean closer, voice low.
"And watchinโ, like you saidโฆ well, thatโs how you learn whoโs bluffinโ and whoโs ready to bleed."
He straightens up, eyes still locked on her.
"So donโt you worry about me. But if you're hintin' at pourinโ the whiskey for me and keepinโ +
|| Closed Starter for @MadameOfMulo - ๐๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด ||
โ ๐๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ,
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง.
โ โน โ
|| Closed Starter for @MadameOfMulo - ๐๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด ||
โ ๐๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ,
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง.
โ โน โ
anger. Not even surprise. Just that slow, silent grind of a man deciding whether a truth was worth the weight it carried.
My gaze stayed on herโunblinking, unreadable.
Like I was still tasting her words for poison before swallowing them whole. She didn't exactly match the +