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Silent Treatment
18+ Minors DNI!!!
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Pairing: Reggie Kray x Fem!Reader (nicknamed bee)
Summary:Reggie accidentally hurts you…
Warnings: swearing,fighting,punching,slapping,blood,broke glass,injuries,crying!!! (Please tell me if I missed any!!!)
Im not gonna lie I don’t even know how this fight started.
I think it was about some business deal or something stupid but it escalated quickly…
“You’re a fuckin Disgrace mate.” Reggie yelled at Ron
“You fuckin cunt! cunt!” Ron yelled as he slapped Reggie across the face.
“Ron! No. Ron! Stop!” Reggie yelled back punching him in the face and ducking when Ron punched back.
Ron grabbed a Wine bottle and held it up. “Ron! No! No that’s a bottle! Ron.” Reggie yelled as he held up a finger at him.
Ron screamed as he lunged at Reggie, bottle in hand still.
“Fuck! Ron!” Reggie yelled as he grabbed the bottle off of him.
Ron screamed as he bit Reggie’s hand, reg yelling as he punched him again.
“Fuckin! Wanker!” Reggie yelled pushing Ron off of him and “Reggie!” You yelled trying to get his attention and that’s when he threw the bottle directly at you.
You screamed, as the bottle smashed into pieces, luckily you held your arm up, but now your arm was bleeding and you had cuts scattered all over your face.
Reggie stood there in shock, “right that’s enough!” Albie yelled holding his arms out between the brothers.
You wiped the blood off of your lip, looking up at Reggie.
You stared at him with a blank expression before walking to the bar, grabbing a glass of wine and your purse and leaving the club.
“Y/n- I-“ Reggie stuttered
“enough reg. Mate.” Albie said holding his hand out.
“C’mon help me up.” Ron asked looking up at reg.
And he shook his head as he held his hand out and Ron pulled him down on top of him.
“Fuck sake Ron!” Reggie shouted
“Im very sorry.” Ron said and reg nodded
“It’s okay. Are you done?” Reggie huffed
“Is she gone.” Ron asked looking around the club
“Yes. She’s gone mate.” Reggie sighed
“She’s a keeper.” Ron said and Reggie stood up.
“Yes. Thanks mate” Reggie said patting him on the chest before wiping the blood off his face.
“Albie! Take care of Ron!” Reggie yelled as he ran out of the club.
Run in down the road to find you.
Fuck it was late, there were weirdos about.
“Fuck!” Reggie yelled as he kicked a wall in anger when he saw no sign of you.
———
The next morning.
“there she is.” Reggie said pointing to you through the car window screen.
“Yeah. I got her.” Albie said as he followed you through the market.
“All right, stop here.” Reggie said as albie pulled the car over.
“That girls gonna be the death of me.” Reggie said as he got out the car.
“Mind how you go.” Albie said before he shut the door.
“Bee. Bee. Excuse me sorry, ” Reggie said as he pushed past people as he tried to catch up with you.
He ran up next to you, “I need to have a word with you about something.”
You didn’t reply.
You were beyond pissed and he knew it.
You were always mad but this was the angriest you had ever been before.
You was so mad you didn’t even yell.
“Bee? C’mon…talk to me?” Reggie said as he walked faster when you did.
“Bee? Please can we forget last night. Let’s restart.” Reggie said walking in front of you.
And that’s when he saw your cut up face.
He didn’t even want to think about what your arm looked like.
“I- I didn’t mean to- it was-“ Reggie stammered and you huffed walking past him quickly and he followed you.
“We- we can forget everything that’s bad right? And we can just keep everything that’s good?” He said and you shook your head walking quickly and leaving the market.
And he still followed after you.
“Silent treatment? Really?” Reggie huffed behind you and you rolled your eyes.
You headed towards your house door and quickly knocked.
“Bee! Please talk to me? We need to talk!” Reggie said walking towards you but luckily Tommy answered the door and you rushed in.. “Bee? What happened to your face?!“ Tommy asked worried
You was about time walk away but Reggie grabbed your arm making you yelp in pain.
Billy came out after hearing shouting “Bee Are you alright?” He asked you and you shook your head
“Fuck! I didn’t mean to-“ Reggie was cut off by you running upstairs.
“What did you do?!” Tommy shouted at him.
“I didn’t mean to hurt her- I” Reggie said running his hand through his hair.
“You did that!” Tommy yelled and Reggie punched the skin between his brows.
“I didn’t mean to it was a fuckin accident!” Reggie yelled.
“Oi! Get inside” Billy said to Tommy and he glared at Reggie before waking away.
“Reg, I don’t know what happened but I suggest you leave and leave her alone for a couple hours” Billy said sternly to Reggie and he rubbed the back of his neck and nodded.
Billy shut the door and hurried to your bedroom.
“Bee? What happened?” He asked knocking on your door.
“I’m coming in okay?” He said and walked in, you was laying on your bed holding your face into your pillow.
“Talk to me?” He said and you nodded
“Reg and Ron had a fight..and reg threw a wine bottle at me…” you said removing the pillow from your face and he sucked in a breath.
“Please don’t be mad at him. It really was an accident I promise.” You said to him honestly and he sighed.
“Promise?” He asked holding his pinky out and you shook it.
You never broke pinky promises.
“Alright, this is his last warnings though” he warned and you nodded.
“Tommy said something about your arm?” Billy said scared to see the injury.
You gently pulled your sleeve up and he sighed again.
“That looks..painful.” Billy said looking at your bruised,bloody arm.
“It is.” You rolled your eyes making him laugh.
“Ronnie and Johnny are not gonna like this.”
“Please don’t tell them yet” you pleaded and he sucked in a breath and nodded.
———
The next day.
Reggie was stood outside your house. Knocking on the door.
The house was empty besides you.
You opened the door sucking in a breath.
“Bee…I’m sorry please listen to me.” Reggie pleaded waiting to see if you’d shut the door but you didn’t.
“It was an accident! It won’t happen again! I would never hurt you. Well I did- but it was an accident! I didn’t-“ Reggie rambled on and you had a small smile watching him.
“God, please say something! Yell at me! Anything I don’t care just say something.” Reggie said looking at you sadly.
“You’re a real prick.” You said and he relaxed.
“I know. I know. I’m sorry” he said opening his arms and you hesitantly hugged him, relaxing into his embrace.
He rested his face into your hair, smelling your comforting scent.
“I love you so fucking much it hurts. How can I make it up to you?” He asked sniffling.
And you smiled into his chest.
“Babysit with me this Friday?” You asked and he nodded “I don’t think Tommy likes me”
“Then you can bond with him” you said smiling raising your eyebrows. Making him laugh.
“And you might wanna talk to my brothers…they do not like you right now” you said and Reggie sighed nodding.
“Yeah I’m already planning that..”
Your brothers forgave him with a last warning.
And Tommy and Reggie grew a little bit closer.
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More of Frances , she was so pretty 💕💖
#Frances Shea Kray#kray twins#real ronnie kray#ronnie kray#ron kray#ronald kray#the krays#reggie kray#reginald kray#real reggie kray
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Big ringed Ronnie hands for @bl00d-r0t
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paranoid schizophrenic who walks into a bar
#art#artwork#fanart#illustation#artists on tumblr#procreate#illustration#tom hardy#legend movie#ronald kray#ronnie kray#reggie kray#digital art#character art
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Nah because Ronald Kray in the film Legends (can't really talk about the real dude as idfk) really said Gay rights, but I aint gay, I'm just happy being open because otherwise your sad, but I do fuck men, I aint a poof tho, I'm just violently mentally unstable, and gay. Kinda, but not.
Bet he'd love pride month. Or not. I don't know. He confuses me. But taron edgerton plays his boyfriend and that's cool.
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Legend
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my friend made me watch that tom hardy film about the krays yesterday and i still haven’t stopped thinking about it. i’ve been thinking about ronald kray all day
edit: i wrote this still half drunk and added no tags or any context but i still stand by everything it said
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Happy Birthday to these two legendary boys from East London Reggie&Ronnie Kray they would have been in their 89 years of age if they were still around but may they still RIP up in the heavens for these two Kings.
🤎✨🇬🇧🖤🙌🏼👓🥃🖤
“Me and my brother right we’re going to rule London.”
Ronald “Ronnie” Kray- Legend(2015)
#ron kray imagine#the krays#the kray twins#reggie kray#Ronnie Kray#happy birthday#tom hardy kray twins#twins birthday#the Kray twins birthday#birthday boys#twin birthday#reginald 'reggie' kray#Ronald Ronnie Kray#reggie kray and frances shea#tom hardy#tom hardy imagine#tom hardy icons#tom hardy legend#legend 2015#twin gangsters#60’s fashion#ronnie kray imagine#Reggie Kray imagine
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Could you do a Ronnie Kray begging the reader, hope your well? 🥰 Ali xx
Ronnie goes on his knees, like a tree being felled. You swallow audibly and look down upon him. You most certainly hadn't expected him to do this.
He looks up to you, his eyes stormy. "R-ron.." You whisper. "I need this." He growls. There is an urge in his eyes, a stormy, demanding urge. "Let me have this." He says, through clenched teeth. "I can't Ronald." You reply. "Yes you can." He barks.
You take a step back.
"Ron, you are scaring me." You whisper. Your voice is shaking, as are your hands.
Ronald looks at you, utterly defeated. "Please, Y/N, please." He rasps. But you shake your head. "I can't." You whimper. "Yes you can." He all but demands. "Ask Teddy..." You whisper. But Ron shakes his head. "That is not allowed. It had to be you." He growls. There is something dark in his voice now.
He is no longer taking no for an answer.
"Please." He says and it is a demand, not a question.
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The Retired Colourman
Published in 1926, this was placed last in the Case-book compilation, although it was not the last Holmes story Doyle published. That is "Shoscombe Old Place", which we have yet to cover.
A colourman is someone who makes and sell paint. The term is very little used these days.
Lewisham is a London suburb located six miles from Charing Cross; it had transferred from Kent to London in the 1889 creation of the London County Council and today forms its own London Borough.
The Coptic Pope at the time was Cyril V, who reigned from 1874 to 1927, the longest serving head of the Coptic Orthodox Church.
The Theatre Royal Haymarket was opened in 1720 and remains in use today as a theatre. It's currently running a production of Noises Off and next year will play host to The Picture of Dorian Gray, which is going to see Sarah Snook play all 26 roles.
Blackheath is a suburban station today served by electric trains operated by Southeastern from Victoria, Charing Cross and Cannon Street.
Lothario dates back to Don Quixote as a name, but its use for a serial seducer of women comes from the 1703 Nicholas Rowe play The Fair Penitent.
Crockford's Clerical Directory is a book listing clergy in the UK and Ireland.
Little Purlington is fictitous, but Frinton is real. Now Frinton-on-Sea, it is located on the Essex coast and by 1927 was attracting regular high society visitors. Former residents of note include Deborah Watling, who played Victoria Waterfield in Doctor Who. Due to its reputation as a place to retire to, it became the subject of a common joke "Harwich for the Continent, Frinton for the incontinent", the former being an LNER advertising slogan. Probably not a good idea to make that gag locally though.
Third Class trains had originally been ones with wooden seating, but by this time, Second Class had been abolished and the former passengers were now generally in upholstered carriages. Third Class became Second Class in 1956 on British Railways and is now Standard Class.
I have been unable to find when cyanide pills became a thing. Doing a search for them gives you the number of a suicide prevention line first, which is quite reasonable.
Broadmoor is a high-security psychiatric hospital in Berkshire, completed in 1863. Notable patients have included Ronald 'Ronnie' Kray, 'Yorkshire Ripper' Peter Sutcliffe and Edward Oxford, a barman who tried to kill Queen Victoria. Until 2018, it maintained sirens to be used in case of an escape.
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@ronmanmob meets Lord Trevor without asking for it
He is not certain whether he has knocked or not, or whether he has been granted permission before entering the rooms in which Ronald Kray has been stationed. As far as he is concerned, this man is but a trespasser in his home, and must be dealt with as such. ❝—I didn't wish to see to this personally, but I think for the sake of both of our names, it is best that this is done as discreetly as possible.❞
His back straightens, and with a hard voice, Lord Trevor begins to deliver the man's sentence. ❝—You, sir, are a thief, and a dishonourable man. You have robbed my only son of his dignity and have brought shame upon his character. You are to cease all contact with him, and to leave my premises immediately.❞
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Over Protective Brothers…
18+ Minors DNI!!!
Full Masterlist Legend Masterlist
Pairing: Reggie Kray x Fem!Reader
Summary: Times where my brothers were protective of me especially with Reggie or Ronnie.
Warnings: Swearing,allergies,gang,mention of gun!!!(please tell me if I missed any!!!)
Times where my brothers were protective of me especially with Reggie or Ronnie.
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Reggie knocked at the door.
My brother, Billy answered the door.
He stiffened when he saw Reggie. They hadn't been introduced yet, they had only met once at a club and didn't speak one on one with one another.
"Yeah?" Billy spoke and Reggie smiled.
"I'm uh- here for y/n? Is she in?" Reggie asked and Billy didn't answer.
"Right..well-" reggie got cut off by Billy.
"Where are you going with her?" Billy asked
"Just down to my club the uh- Esmeralda" reggie said and Billy didn't move an inch or show any emotion.
"What're y'a gonna do?" Billy spoke lowly.
"Just have a drink and talk y'know a date" reggie smiled but didn't get one back.
"What's that?" Billy said as he pointed to Reggie's blazer pocket that had a light outline of a gun.
"Oh-uh this?" Reggie awkwardly chuckled knowing billy saw the gun. He pulled out a fag from his pocket.
"No.the gun." Billy spoke threateningly.
"I-uh" reggie stuttered and didn't have any excuses.
"Give it" billy demanded and Reggie shook his head.
"It's for protection, y'know your a gangster too aren't y'a" reggie said and billy sighed.
"Yeah I am, but I'm not letting my sister go out with a fucking gun, a gangster but not a gun" billy stated.
Reggie handed Billy the gun and Billy gave him a fake smile.
Reggie gave one back.
"Billy? Is it Reggie?" You asked him and he nodded.
"If your not back by nine thirty, I'll kill him" Billy stated to you and you nodded with a smile.
"I know. I'll be back by nine" you smiled and left the door holding Reggie's hand.
"I don't think he likes me" reggie chuckled and you laughed.
"I don't know, he didn't even talk to my other boyfriends" you giggled and Reggie smirked.
"Other boyfriends aye?" Reggie teased and you blushed.
"They were all dicks though" you sighed.
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Ronnie knocked at the door.
I opened it and was about to leave but my younger brother George stopped me.
I had only recently introduced my brothers to Reggie and Ronnie, although they knew them lightly from the ‘underworld’ .
"Y/n/n?" George said as he stopped me from leaving.
"Yes Georgie what's wrong?" I asked and he gave ron a confused look.
"Where're y'a goin?" Georgie asked me.
"I'm goin down to Carpenters Arms with the twins" I said and he nodded stiffly but lightly.
"When are y'a coming back?" George asked me and I smiled.
"About nine-ish" I said and he nodded.
"Be safe, love ya" Georgie smiled but didn't smile at Ron.
"I will Georgie, I love ya too" I smiled and left with Ron to the bar.
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Reggie knocked on the door.
"Who's that?" Johnny asked dolly and she shrugged her shoulders.
"Reg?" Johnny said as he opened the door and he smiled.
He was holding a bouquet of flowers.
"What're you doing here?"
"I uh- I'm takin bee out on a date" Reggie smiled and Johnny nodded
"Oi! Bee!" Johnny yelled up the stairs.
"I'm comin" you replied as you walked down the stairs.
Reggie smiled when he saw you.
"Hey reg..." you smiled up at him blushing.
"These are for you" Reggie stammered as he held the flowers out to you and Johnny pushed you back.
"Woah! Are those gladiolus?" Johnny asked as he held the flowers away from you.
"Uh- yeah I think so why?" Reggie asked worried and confused.
"She's allergic!" Johnny said quickly and chucked them away.
"Shit...I didn't mean to- I didn't know I'm sorry" Reggie said running his hand through his hair and you giggled.
"It's alright reg...i do puff up like a pufferfish though" you giggled making him laugh.
"God..is there anything else I should know?" He asked and you shook your head.
"Johnny I'm leaving now!" You shouted and he walked back to you.
"Be back before eleven yeah? Have a good time love ya" he said giving you a kiss on the head before you left and shut the door.
"I'm scared to give you anything now.." Reggie chuckled and you giggled.
"I'm fine reg! I'm only allergic to them nothing else, don't worry" you reassured him.
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Let’s have a quick 10-20 year discussion about this national treasure of a photograph
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El campeón de peso pesado y matón de la mafia Charles "Sonny" Liston con los notorios gánsteres londinenses Reginald y Ronald Kray detrás de él, principios de los años 60.
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@ronmanmob :// { taking a sharp turn from the properly delightful, here }
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Ben's lips struggled between forming 'uh, well' and 'well, uh…' until finally, they came together in a soft, indeterminate line and trembled.
He then said, "No," his eyes belying a deep-seated mortification he was only made aware of through his sense of looking across the table through Ron and into a mirror. It was as if, for a moment, the man on the other side had embodied, in mind and soul, one great, polished lens. That, combined with a rising, kicking urge to smash it, smash what was in the other man un-smashable, and Ben was very much like a cat confronted with its reflection.
Once, ten or eleven years ago, during a late-night round of Cards Against Humanity, her wrist turned around a similarly cumbersome whisky glass of old moneyed cut crystal, Miss Marciela Hodgson, as she'd been calling herself all evening, casually remarked on prospective Mister Hodgson's proclivity for manual strangulation. Ben was the only one to comment on it, to lukewarm laughter. There being no safe way to engage in the act was, as it turned out, 'kind of the point?'
"I'm, sadly, vanilla," Ben admitted with another weak effort at smiling. His pupils oscillated in their bedrock, illuminated briefly by amusement, anger, or a transmogrification of the two. "Is that normal? Too normal? Should I start sex therapy? I hear it really gets the, uh, juices flowing. But why spend the five hundred bucks an hour when we can keep asking each other the same questions right here for free?"
Ben hesitated, himself leaning over the narrow pub stool of a table, batting at the idea of proffering Ron the whole canape platter of his ever-abundant misery. He even had a little bacon-wrapped hors d'oeuvre for a nigh perfect stranger, Ronald Kray: 'You know, if you sold this conversation, you could slap a solid leg on every chair in the place.'
He wanted to say it so badly, even if it was a weak point, dumb, hostile, and erroneous, as the chairs were more than fine; they were leatherbound. One couldn't find a sturdier barstool this side of the Hudson that Ben could occupy in relative peace, firstly. And actually, if breathed for maybe five Mississippi seconds and did that thing where he was supposed to remove himself from the details, hadn't he been the one to ask and hence provoke the former? Who couldn't take the dick here, exactly? The guy who wanted to throw a chair across a room and could write it off later to little fanfare and no one's surprise? What was the joke? Who was the joke? And having sufficiently emasculated himself, there no longer seemed a reason to be so defensive.
Lately, he'd been thinking of calling himself Anti-Hulk. Never before returning to New York had Ben been so put off by the things he shouldn't do or say. That he'd spoken at all candidly in Ron's presence seemed 'kind of cute' when he'd behaved much the same way with his mother, several lawyers, Snoke, and yes, even some sex partners, and, as it had turned out, a Malaysian kingpin, whom Ben truly had no idea about, apart from he'd maybe seen the farm from a motorbike mirror, and two drug task forces later, who could say?
Still, Ben immediately took back to the relatively safe distance of his seat, relinquishing the emotional canapes with a "Sorry. Sorry, that's uh. My bad."
"Years of vanilla therapy hasn't gone very far," he said, motioning to his person. "I'm just a taller drink now."
Maybe his real kink had always been masochism.
#ronmanmob#m. au | modern!ben: the senator's son#open thread#{instead of the acronym 'please excuse my dear aunt sally' it's 'please excuse my muse' and the math is completely off}
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23 October
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