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evita-shelby · 2 months

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Juli! For your celebration I just had an idea 🤭

Can I request a story with this idea?

🥖 🔪 Eva is pissed at Tommy (whatever you want) and for some reason Tommy finds it amusing so she first throws him a baguette and then she threatens to throw a knife next if he doesn’t stop.

Omg i love this, thanks for sending the request Mar 💕

The Pond

Cute Eva x Tommy fic set after s2

Cw: nudity, implications of sex, pregnancy mood swings

She’s adorable in her anger, well, now that she’s out of sorts because of the baby and everything is going great.

They take a picnic in the new house, their house boasting of gardens and woods as far as the eye could see. It had started great, them pretending to be just another dime a dozen young couple having a peaceful time enjoying a hot summer in a cool pond.

Tommy had said he was going for a swim and stripped out of his clothes as he did when he and his brothers would steal away with the other boys to the Cut. This his wife knew and he assumed she knew they swam in the nude to avoid having to wear wet briefs under the trousers they could barely afford.

“Tommy, someone could see you!” she had said as he tossed his underwear at her with a wink.

“Then they’ll know how I stole you away from all the other young men.” He was proud of his cock, what man wouldn’t be? Besides no one would come here and if Eva was game, he could make use of the privacy and of his cock in a mutually beneficial way.

“Really ,Tommy?” she tears a chunk of the baguette in her hands and tosses it his head in annoyance.

His swim is forgotten at this new idea he’s gotten. He could swim later, there was plenty of time for that.

They have all the time of the world now.

“Yeah, you look so beautiful all fat with our baby, I can’t even look at you without wanting to fuck you, Mrs. Shelby.” He laughs and she rolls her eyes at his words.

“Tommy if you weren’t my husband, I would’ve stabbed you for calling me fat.” His witch admits in between kisses.

#eva smith shelby #tommy shelby x oc #evacore #juli's ides of march party

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eva-and-jasper · 1 month

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Beware of the Ides of March

Quadruple Trouble at the Shelby Mansion...

TW - Blood, Murder, Death

The two couples entered together, devious smirks all around. Their host would have no inkling of the actual motivation behind their attendance. Had he, he might have considered revoking the gold leaf edged invitations that he'd had hand delivered to the ladies that were now entering his mother's mansion on the arm of a demon and an angel.

Instead his hubris had overpowered all and he'd sent the invitations. Seeing them both now, a wide grin spread across his face. Those that doubted him would soon come to understand that he could come to run the family business just as well as any of them. He would show them, he would show the all! And with those two ladies on his side, no one would doubt that he could pull in contacts and associates that would form an empire.

Jasper and Adriel knew they had little to worry about from the mortals milling about. In fact, the mortals should be fearing them. Only slightly less lethal were the women they walked in with, the witch and the grigori. So, there was no fear that anything would happen as they momentarily left the beauties to obtain drinks from their host's bar.

With the latest bauble that Jasper had gifted her, a blood red ruby, around her neck, Eva was damn near untouchable, and Anna was a power immortal in her own right. Eva and Anna were the perfect juxtaposition of dark to light in almost all ways - magic, complexion, business dealings. They could both be ruthless and devious when the need arose, and it most certainly had this night.

For the next few hours, liquor would flow, conversations would as well, dances would be shared, and food enjoyed. The end goal would never leave the mind or sight of the foursome, but they would allow themselves some enjoyment before the pinnacle of the night.

There was supposed to be an announcement at midnight. One about the usurping of the throne of the Shelby dynasty. However, that announcement never would come.

At a quarter til, Anna lured their host into his office with seduction she had honed over the years of having to distract beings in New Orleans. The men were in the room, but kept to the shadows, they were mere observers in this endeavor. Once the door was closed, and privacy ensured, Anna pulled their host very, very close.

“Michael, you really never should have double crossed Tommy, cher. I'm afraid you have to die now. And then you can rot in Caligo.” Anna whispered it in his ear and then pulled back just in time to see his eyes go wide as Eva slipped her blade slowly between his ribs to embed it in his heart.

Both women then moved to the side, joining hands as they watched the life drain from Michael Gray. A large crimson stain growing on the beige oriental rug beneath him. Jasper and Adriel came to stand on either side of the two women. The quadruple being the last thing Michael saw as he slipped into the hereafter.

“Right then,” Jasper quipped with a devious smirk. “Time to take this bastard down to Caligo. Arioch is so looking forward to a new play toy. He has a new cerberus puppy, you know, needs a chew toy.” He winked and kissed Eva on the cheek before ripping Michael’s soul free from his body with a *pop*. “Be right back, love. Don’t want to keep the Demon of Revenge waiting, he gets testy, you know.” With a wink, the demon was gone.

“He does enjoy doing that.” Adriel chuckled as he waved his hand. All fingerprints and memories of the foursome were removed from the entire party. When Michael’s body was found, there would be nothing to tie them to it, and therefore, nothing to tie Tommy to it either. Jean Pierre’s attorney was getting him released from jail presently on the trumped up charges Michael had orchestrated with the Bowery Boys from London. They’d also brought over a few friends from the French Quarter to help him get some payback for that.

“He promised to take me to see the puppy tomorrow, I’ll have to give our regards to Michael again. It was such a nice ending to the party.” Eva smirked and winked. The surprise on Michael’s face had been quite delicious.

“Want to join us for dinner? We’re going to myst down to Tuscany for some authentic Italian. I know an amazing cook down there that is over a century old and has some tricks up her sleeve. You and Jasper are more than welcome to join.” Anna smiled. She was glad her friend had found a woman that complimented him so. “There’s also a siren down there that needs a talking to, so we’re going to take a dip in the Mediterranean. Always a fun time. We like to do it naked.” She winked at Eva.

“Now, how could I turn down an offer like that?” Eva grinned deviously. Naked fun with her demon was always a good time and if that siren looked at him wrong..well, accidents did happen and she knew Anna was always amused when Adriel had to fix things. She and the other woman did get along so well. Yes, this was turning out to be a very good night.

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evaiskindaweird · 1 year

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Searched up evacore as a joke and HOLY SHIT I LOVE IT

#evacore #lol #aesthetic #dreamcore

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y3llowfinches · 1 year

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So true of me

#evacore

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newkids-playhouse · 2 years

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dristcwn · 2 years

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@idgafabyou talking me down from suicide be like

#drist rambles #evacore

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justexistinghere122 · 1 year

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Dear pinterest,

We both know I love Lana del Rey but please stop recommending me pictures of her with the text God on it. And when I click on it why are half the pictures are religious text and the others are Lana del Rey. Why is this happening?

Answer soon please and thank you.

#pinterest I want answers #this is pretty evacore lol

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evanescent-epiphanies · 6 months

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mika: i wonder if my future husband is in this cafe... no that's just silly

yuu from 3 tables away: WHO IS THAT GORGEOUS MAN!?!?!!!1/?!?!!

aka mika engaging in some very evacore behavior

#ons #owari no seraph #mikayuu #yuumika #yuumikayuu #hyakuya mikaela #hyakuya yuuichirou #eva-epi-arts

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porcelain-rob0t · 3 months

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examples:

what is The Evacore hair color

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bivampires · 6 months

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tagged by baz @bloodenjoyer to search (my name)core on pinterest and make a moodboard of the results so here's evacore :^0 I pretty much chose these pins for the color palette, I think this is a gorgeous color palette anyways any mutuals who would like to do this can say I tagged them but also hi @dracutello

#thank you baz dahling 💗#tag games

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evita-shelby · 3 months

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A Dull Party

Aka Eva/reader gets invited to the russian orgy and tommy gets pegged fic

Tommy x Eva/reader x Tatiana Petrovna

Cw: smut, nudity, unhealthy lifestyles, debauchery, a threesome, male receiving anal, pegging

Mdni/ 🔞

When he confessed to having considered sleeping with May, he should’ve known you wouldn’t just deny him sex until you felt better about it.

Tommy had seen the new lingerie and assumed you’d add salt to the wound by prancing around in it to remind him of your one rule.

If you fuck a whore, I will fuck a man before I leave. You hurt me, I will hurt you worse, Thomas Shelby.

This you had vowed with your hands wrapped around his prick to get your point across.

You promised him the world at a very low price, monogamy.

Easy, he’d been monogamous before. Greta had been the only woman he’d ever been loyal to until he met you.

And until he found himself alone with May lying about his marital status when she assumed he was unmarried, Tommy had never considered betraying you like that.

He hadn’t done it; he’d almost done it before you called telling him Arthur and Michael had been arrested and framed for Billy Kitchen’s murder.

You hadn’t known until you got it out of him when Tatiana Petrovna set her sights on you.

“The Duchess invited me to the orgy you neglected to tell me about, honey.” Your falsely sweet tone tells him he’s going to sleep in a guest room tonight. “Imagine my fucking surprise when I learned it from the Russian twat, dear husband of mine.”

“And have them leer at you and paw at you all night, I’m there for business, not pleasure, Evie.” He responds reminding you he doesn’t share either.

“So, am I, do you think you’re the only one of us involved in this mess?”

It’s not the end of the trouble, it is merely the beginning.

All the jokes die when the Russians demand you undress just as John and Arthur had.

Tommy’s this close to taking the offered vodka and making a poor man’s bomb out of it when she kneels and takes the knives in your garters sensually.

You keep your eyes on him with a wicked red smile as the Duchess continued her show, thinking you have a boring sex life.

The sapphire always looks better nestled between your bare tits, something he knows better than the affluent people here. If they knew the sort of games the two of you play, they’d throw a better party.

“Such beauty, you cannot even tell she gave him two children already.” The duchess caressed you, playing with your nipples and forcing everyone to see how she turned you on with the finesse of a maestro.

“These may stay on for now.” The mad woman reached the too short knickers made entirely with see through tulle and lace. “She won’t need them later, right, Mr. Shelby?”

Temptation in the flesh, so tempting Tommy briefly considers fratricide when his brothers are forced to see what only belongs to him.

They’re only half-joking, he’d told Arthur. This was a test of his commitment to the cause, a fucking cause he knows isn’t worth the money they’re getting.

“Your orgy would have been a failure if I didn’t lose every stitch of clothing, your grace. The last orgy I attended left me in such a state I left with one of my conquest’s underwear.” You answer for him driving the Russians’ attention back to you, you love being naked, a thing he only enjoys when it’s just for him.

Tommy has no idea if you are shitting with him, or you were as crazy as these fuckers are.

Both, your smile says, always both, darling.

You have not seen this sort of debauchery since you hosted a drug and alcohol fueled orgy during the summer solstice of 1918 to celebrate the Xochipilli and Xochiquetzal.

Of course, yours was much more tasteful and none were coerced, underpaid, and mistreated servants. No wonder the Communists were so thorough in their takeover.

The people stare and try to get your attention, but Tommy stakes his claim on you by refusing to let you wander away no matter what Tatiana tries.

“Once you marry a Shelby, you belong to them until you die.” Tommy said and the duchess believes him.

“The more the merrier then.” She said with that mad look in her eyes and allows you to dress again.

You’ve met people like her, drunk on their power and money until they die in a crash of pretty glass and blood on the cobblestone below a high balcony. In fact, you had aspired to be the beautiful and tragic creature dead on the ground.

But now your eyes have opened and the dense fog in your head has cleared.

And now that you’ve arrived at the stronghold with the jewels, you are even less impressed by these parasites with worthless titles.

“Couldn’t trust me to be professional, eh, Shelby? Had to bring your posh wife too?” Alfie is more interesting than the phony jewels they’ll offer.

“Oh, Mr. Solomons, can’t call it a party unless I am here, and I won’t be leaving until I get another Fabergé egg for my collection and have a good fuck in this dull party.” You bare your teeth through your smile, already tasting their fear in the air as they present you with paste instead of stone.

They just had to ask, didn’t they?

“It’s quite dull, much like the jewels, I am afraid. My husband won’t let me fuck anyone but him and now perhaps I shall punish him to be bored with me, dearest Tatiana.” You say lounging in only your tiny drawers and the sapphire now accompanied by a gaudy paste thing they tried to pass off as real.

“Might make an exception to share him with you, if you show me something that will make it worth the new lingerie.” You are resting your naked legs on your husband’s lap as you eye Tatiana, knowing exactly how you will get the night you came here for.

She wants to fuck your husband; all people want to. You don’t share, your selfish and spoiled ways from before the war have never left and you don’t plan to leave them now.

Now you were shown the only good place for an orgy in this old shell of a house.

The private chapel in all its glory.

Nothing gets you wet like mocking the god in whom you do not believe.

“Better?” the unhinged Russian noblewoman says as she shut the door behind the three of you.

And it was.

“Haven’t fucked a woman since ’18, and my dear husband refuses my offer of adding one to the mix, you know. Thinks I might leave him for her if he does.” A lie, Tommy just thinks it’s a test of his loyalty.

“And would you?” Tatiana asks, dark eyes glittering in the candlelight as you take the initiative and show your husband this is a one-time offer only.

One night to give into their fantasies with the Russian twat and leave him in a state where he will be glad you don’t share.

“Women are too wet for me; men are so nice and dry.” You giggle and pull her into a kiss relishing the way your husband looks on to this sordid entertainment.

Been so long since you’ve tasted lipstick and felt the softness of a woman against you. If the night ends better than it began, you might consider letting Tommy add May or even whichever woman crosses his path next have one taste of heaven before you send them to hell.

“Have you ever fucked a man like man fucks a woman, Mrs. Shelby?” the story of the priest in Tsibli forgotten in her need to appear much more interesting than you, who are nothing more than another dime a dozen wife.

Oh, how wrong she is, but you let her interest you as she reaches for a box holding the most beautiful set of dilators, carved to look like the real thing and one even resembled Tommy’s cock.

Even better it came with the harness you’d tried in Mexico, the one that let a woman fuck another with the wooden cock. A thrilling thing, the reversal of power where you are given the position of a man.

Something you have been dying to try out with Tommy after you discovered you were not the first to explore his asshole.

There is a clear no in Tommy’s eyes, but if this business were to go without a hitch, especially now that Tatiana wanted to change things up for the thrill of it, they must go along with it.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise.” You say repeating the words he told you when he convinced you to let him fuck your ass. You had enjoyed it, you were far more adventurous in bed than him, and those few times he wanted to do something different were never disappointing. “You can even fuck her to your heart’s content in exchange for this one little measly gift, my love.”

He nods as if he ever had a chance to say no.

Maybe if you hadn’t opened your wicked mouth the two of you would be pretending erotic asphyxiation was new and exotic. But you had and now you feel your toes curl at just the sight of Tommy fucking Tatiana against the prie-dieu and his most sacred hole exposed to your devilry.

Nothing you’ve done before can ever match up to this, you think as you fuck your husband as he rails the woman no longer speaking English at the merciless pace you’ve set.

A religious experience in every sense of the word.

“We’re never doing this again.” Tommy vows in Romani as you leave the place wearing someone else’s dress and the mink coat Tatiana gave you in exchange for your diamond encrusted knives.

“And we won’t, I promise.” You say knowing you’ll receive a perfect replica of Tommy’s cock and a harness tailored to your measurements once the Duchess leaves for Austria with her cut of the money.

#eva smith shelby #tommy shelby x oc #tommy shelby x wife! reader #tatiana petrovna #thomas shelby x oc #thomas shelby fanfic #evacore #peaky blinders smut

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eva-and-jasper · 1 month

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Tour of Imperium - Pt1

“This way, darling, we need to get you into my bed.” Jasper beckoned Eva to follow him from the living room of his mansion. He had brought her down into Imperium and was going to give her a tour. If things worked out and she became a constant companion, he was considering beseeching Abriella to make her immortal, but at the moment she was still human.

“Really, Jasper. No seduction first, how disappointing.” She gave him a fake pout, knowing well why they were heading into the bedroom. Still she had to give him a tease. Eva did so enjoy the looks Jasper would give her when she needled him. It was quite enjoyable.

Stopping, the demon turned to face her, a mischievous smirk upon his face. “Now, my darling little witch, you do know me better than that.” He reached out and took her hand to pull her closer to him, his other hand reaching up to tuck one lock of hair behind her ear, then trace down her neck with barely a whisper’s touch. “There will be plenty of time for…” he paused, “more enjoyable endeavors, once we return. But for now, we must keep that delectable body of yours in one piece during our tour.” He gave her a wink and dropped a kiss on her forehead. “Now be a good girl and let’s get you in bed.” He leaned down next to her ear, “for the first time this evening…”

“You are totally incorrigible.” Eva chuckled, her sultry voice caressing his senses like soft velvet. “I have to admit, it is one of your better qualities.” The two were now grinning as he led her down the hallways towards his bedchambers, their hands still together with fingers intertwined.

Jasper looked back over his shoulder with his trademark cocky smirk in place and blue eyes sparkling in the light. There was no doubt he was enjoying the banter, and looking forward to showing his favorite witch around the realm he normally resided in. In fact, she was the ONLY witch he’d ever brought to Imperium. There was something special about her, and he didn’t need Abriella’s rules to want to keep her safe.

“Here we are, my darling!” Jasper threw open the double doors with his free hand to reveal the large bedroom that contained a massive gilded and carved wood bed, elegant furniture and fireplace. Gold and blue adorned everything and the crystal chandelier on the ceiling sparkled and cast tiny rainbows across the ceiling. It was a truly elegant and impressive sight.

“You certainly don’t do anything halfway, do you?” Eva took in the room as they fully entered, obviously impressed that he did not have a typical bachelor pad and that it looked like he actually cleaned up after himself. “You have some decent digs, demon.” She winked over at him with a smirk on her lips that were the perfect shade of red.

“Now, my darling witch, you should know there is nothing small or half-way about me.” He grinned a devious grin, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her in close to him. “I thought that was one of the things you liked about me.” His nose ran along hers, his eyes sparkling with mischief and seduction intertwined. “Or was I wrong?”

“Oh, stop it!” She gave a throaty laugh as she slapped his chest lightly, brushing her lips over his. “You know very well better than that. Now, are we going to get to that tour, or spend all day in your bedroom?” An amused smirk formed on her lips.

“As tempting as THAT offer is, I did promise you a tour, and there is a new hellpuppy in Arioch’s torture chamber that you need to meet. He is the most adorable little thing. Teeth like a shark and urine like battery acid. Already he has learned to elicit the most melodious screams from his victims.” Jasper’s grin was beaming. “If you're a good little witch, I might one day even get you one.”

“Promises, promises.” She chuckled and rolled her eyes, although the promise of a hellpuppy did sound rather fun.

“Come on, you. To the bed with ya, before I change my mind or Abriella does about letting you down into the torture pits.” Jasper smacked her ass, shaking his head as he guided her over to the king sized bed. He really did have fun when Eva came down to Imperium or he went topside. Both of those had been happening more lately, which he did happen to enjoy.

“Yes, master, have to make sure I’m a good girl now.” Eva lay down when she reached the bed, an impish smile gracing her painted lips. She did so love teasing him, it alway led to the most fun of times.

“Not too good, I am a demon after all, darling.” Jasper winked as he covered her with a light blanket. “Close your eyes, now.”

Leaning over her he placed a kiss in the middle of her forehead. Not really required for the separation of her soul from her body, but Jasper did love the dramatic flair. Besides, it never hurt to show Eva a little extra attention and affection.

“Now,” he held his arm for her to take once her soul was next to him, “let our adventure begin.”

Eva Smith belongs to: @evita-shelby

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