#rose coldwell

[justrainandcoffee]

From district 8 (Textiles) to the Capitol.

I put her there because she's good at sewing, embroidering, etc. So, I think it's a natural option.

Luckily, she was never reaped despite the numerous tesseras.

I know this is not canon, but who cares? I can't imagine the citizens of the Capitol doing chores o cleaning toilets, to be honest. Probably they use people from other districts to do the not so refined jobs. Considering that when she was 19, she applied and was selected to work there. That's how she meet Evert. Lately, I'd like to think she was one of the stylists for the tributes.

Alfie, district 9 (Grains), was tribute and won his games, when he was 17. I don't think Rose remember particularly that year, except that after a while finally a different district apart from 1 or 2 won the games.

When they were 23, Rose already married to Evert, saw each other for the first time, when he was a mentor and was trying to get sponsors. They liked each other, of course they do. Alfie disliked the Capitol and its citizens. And yet...

Rose risked everything when she decided to sleep with him. The sad part is they can only see each other when the games are celebrating. But they enjoy those days.

The idea of sabotage the games and start a rebellion was always with her. It just happens that now she has the chance to do it from the inside.

#hunger games au #my oc #rose coldwell #moodboard #feel free to ignore this it's me whos having a hunger games crisis 😂

[evita-shelby]

While the moms are away

For @justrainandcoffee alfieverseray

Allie and Rose are her creations, Diane and Eva are mine

Cw: dad's playing dress up with their daughters, mentions of past cross dressing and slight mentions of couples sexual life

He adores his children, his daughters especially, but they took great delight in pushing his limits.

Eva usually took her to her playdates or hosted them. After all, his wife was charming and interesting ... and female.

She could wear costume jewelry and make up and a cheap feather boa as pink as the rest of Diane’s room.

Tommy Shelby would lose his next election if anyone even heard of this.

But he is not alone in his torment. On the other side of the tiny French table in an equally fancy tiny stool sits Alfred Solomons wearing the pink derby hat Eva never even wore once and painted with Eva’s favorite red lipstick. You know that one that had a matron at a charity luncheon call a whorish shade of red.

“Allie, sweetheart, you missed a spot.” Tommy knows he’s playing with fire, but Solomons pointed out Tommy had ear piercings and now Eva’s hoops hung from his ears.

He once pretended to be a girl so Greta could sneak him into her dormitory when they were teenagers and her father sent her to a catholic private school. For several weeks the matrons in charge believed he was Thomasine Shelby, cousin of Ada Shelby visiting from Cork.

And now he is plotting his revenge while they wait for Eva and Rose to return from some ladies charity bazaar they organized for her reelection campaign.

Solomons only glares at him murderously but bites his tongue in front of their daughters. Their strange friendship and enmity is only allowed to show in subtle things to prevent the children, the girls in particular, from hearing swear words in any language or see either father pointing a gun at each other again.

“Di, Princess, didn’t your mummy get you that wig at the costume shop?” Alfie asks with such a shit eating grin that only makes Tommy hate him more. “The blonde one you asked for because you wanted to be Rapunzel for Halloween?”

“Alfie, I will tell Eva to tell your wife about her Russian toy if you don’t stop.” Tommy warns, well, vows as the girls fit the long wig on his head.

Alfie knew what toy he meant, he’d heard of it from Tatiana as they made a change to their plans after the orgy. Tommy has been mocked by him for letting Eva fuck him like that ever since.

“Tell her, I dare you.” The Jewish Gangster smirked. Tommy wasn’t sure if the Solomons were as adventurous in bed as he and his witch were or Rose was not into dominating her husband like Eva was.

Tommy then decides it's just easier to shove him into the pond again even if Alfie drags him down with him. “Girls, how about we stop playing princess tea party and have a picnic by the pond again.”

A/N: the Russian Toy is the strap on Tatiana gave Eva in a Dull Party

#eva smith shelby #tommy shelby x oc #diane shelby #allie solomons #alfie x rose #rose coldwell #dad!alfie solomons #dad!tommy shelby #solomons and shelby

[peakyswritings]

For @raincoffeeandfandoms ’s celebration🎉 I’m so glad you’re a part of this community , Flor, and that you chose to share with us your beautiful fics. Rolfie has a special place in my heart🤍

I chose the prompt “Getting a bath ready for them both”, cause these two babies deserve a romantic night✨

Rose Coldwell Solomons is Flor’s OC

#peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinder imagine #rose coldwell #alfie solomons imagine

[call-sign-shark]

𝒮𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓀’𝓈 𝒳𝓂𝒶𝓈 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎, 6th December

In the middle of his chaos there was her, there had always been her, the only flower that grown in lifeless soil. As soft and enchanting as she was, Rose Solomons had been standing by his side in raging storms and murderous tempests, keeping him from breaking so many times Alfie had lost count. Offering her a peaceful life near the beach was the least could do. And each time he looked at their daughter playing with the sand, her mother’s hat on her head and a smile beaming, he knew he was the luckiest man on earth.

To celebrate Christmas I’ve been using my free time lately to create 23 gifts that are already programmed, most of them for my beloved Peaky blinders mutuals. I’ll post one gift per day until Christmas, so stay tuned in because yours are coming. You just don’t know when! 🎄-I’m a day late with this one but I was working all day and evening, so I’ll post two gifts today. -

#Peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagines #Sharksmas #Alfie Solomons #Tom Hardy #Alfie Solomons x OC #Rose Coldwell

[wainwrightjakobshammerlock]

#my post #borderlands #nisha kadam #aurelia hammerlock #tyreen calypso #butcher rose #eleanor olmstead // #colonel zarpedon #commandant steele #susan coldwell #bltps #bl3 #bl2 #bl1 #ntftbl #vallory borderlands #tftbl #polls #my polls

[wintcrstcrfall]

#~ i am still ✨floored✨ by this #{{ ~ &&. cherries and wine. ~ adelinne coldwell. ~ }} #{{ ~ &&. a soft little angel with heart made of delicate glass. ~ face. ~ }} #{{ ~ &&. wildflowers have the prettiest thorns. ~ carinna bronwell. ~ }} #{{ ~ &&. she smelled like white roses and felt as fragile as her dresses. ~ face. ~ }} #{{ ~ &&. when we suffer we do it in silence. and the world likes it that way. ~ johanna ballard. ~ }} #{{ ~ &&. i want my heart back; i want to feel everything again. ~ face. ~ }} #{{ ~ &&. who hurt you like that? ~ mj. ~ }} #{{ ~ &&. love me just like a wildflower. ~ face. ~ }} #{{ ~ &&. all my flowers grew back as thorns. ~ emmalynn savea. ~ }} #{{ ~ &&. some women are lost in the fire. but some are built from it. ~ face. ~ }}

[dearshelby]

🌹 Lady Rose Coldwell Evert Solomons

From a maid to a lady to the queen of Camden Town. She's a lady, a mother, the prettiest rose in Alfie's garden, and she's not someone to mess with.

For Flor's (@raincoffeeandfandoms) six months of Rose! I still haven't gone through her whole masterlist, but I wanted to celebrate anyway... hope you like it!!

#OC Rose Solomons #peaky blinders oc

[next-autopsy]

A/N: Well, hi there! This one’s got a couple surprises about Birdie’s family. You’ll be learning more and more about them as the story goes on, so stay tuned folks!

Based on the actors portrayal/hbo show and written with no disrespect to the real life veterans. Also all images found on Pinterest.

TW: Swearing, mentions of assault (kinda) ..... I'm pretty sure that's it

Made of Glass

Chapter eleven: James, Tommy and Jr

“Yeah, I was there.” 

“What the hell! Why didn't you say anything?” 

“Cause Coldwell would probably try cut my tongue out or some shit.” Liebgott justified, “She's got this insane fixation on 'proving herself' in case you haven't noticed.” His matter-of-fact tone was starting to piss Johnny off. 

Martin had come back to his barracks and questioned Toye and Guarnere quietly to see if Birdie had shared any information with them. Some of the other guys had overheard and suddenly it was a group discussion. Pretty quickly Johnny caught on that Liebgott could only have the surprising number of details he did, if he was a witness to Birdies verbal assault, so his inquiry turned to Lieb's direction. 

“That's.... a good point, yeah. But you still should've told someone.” Guarnere spoke up, reluctantly admitting that: yes the girl most likely would have had a problem with someone stepping in and defending her honour, especially if it was Joseph Liebgott. That didn't mean he liked the outcome of the situation. 

“Why? It ain't my fuckin' business.” Liebgott glowered, his jaw clenched and his eyebrows knitted together. Joe wasn't the only guy there so why was he being called out so hard?  

Besides, he and Birdie didn't even like each other. He recalled trying to extend an olive branch and check on her wellbeing that day, but she snapped at him and basically spat in his face. The exact words running through his mind were 'Fuck off, Liebgott.' 

“She's Easy.” The words drew an instant hush over the room, Johnny continued, “One of us, and we look out for our own.” 

That seemed to shut Joe up, the gnawing feeling of regret landed in his stomach. Instead of showing the emotion he just huffed and rolled his eyes, brushing off the unsettled feeling and returned to his cot, muttering 'Yeah, whatever.' 

Joe had heard Colonel Sink would have an open-door policy the next day for anyone with information and found himself considering dropping in to share the scene he had found Bernadette in those weeks ago. 

Maybe it would help catch the guys, but Joe didn't really care about that.  

This was a way for him to rectify his ill conscience, his inner monologue that had screamed at him to throw punches at the woman's would be attackers. It had burned with anger when he was notified about the hospitalisation and had been constantly reminding him that he could've said something and avoided this whole thing. 

And that's all he was concerned about. Clearing his mind. Easing his own conscience. That's it. Nothing else . 

Joe had spent the majority of the night pondering his options. He went over what happened in his mind multiple times and was certain he could name the four men and describe their looks in heavy detail. The event had playing in his mind quite a few times since it happened, he was sure he remembered their faces.

When the sun rose and the trumpet blew, Joseph was up, changed and out of the barracks in record time. 

His visit to Sink's office wasn't as daunting as he imagined it would be and the whole thing was over within five minutes. He had thought he might miss breakfast but to his surprise he arrived on time to join the mess hall queue. 

Easy company had some light exercises that morning and rejoiced when the cloudy weather earned them an afternoon inside the lecture hall. 

On her way to lunch, alongside Martin and Bull, Birdie was vibrating with excitement, Javi had let it slip to her that Easy would be treated to red sauce pasta as their midday meal, something Birdie hadn't had since before Toccoa. 

“Well, I prefer white sauce... like a creamy carbonara.” Martin told the girl who was bouncing on her heels as they walked. 

Before Bernadette could speak her witty retort, she was tackled by an unknown third party, letting out an 'oof' as her body hit the grass beneath her. 

Both Johnny and Bull leapt into action, going into a defensive stance and pulled the assailant off of the southern lady, simultaneously calling out 'Hey! Get off her!' and 'The fuck?' 

The brunette stranger being dragged off of the Easy company woman protested, as did Birdie, which fundamentally baffled her two protectors. 

A few men passing by stopped to watch the scene unfold, Toye and Guarnere jogged over to offer assistance and check on the lady. 

“Who the fuck-” Martin started, glaring at the stranger who had just knocked Birdie flat on her ass. 

“It's okay. Johnny, really.” She told him, smiling. Martin frowned at her in return. It wasn't okay, why was she smiling? 

“He's just attacked you!” 

“Attacked?!” The man yelled incredulously, attempting to pull away from the tight grip they had on his arms. 

“No,” She couldn't hold back her laugh, “No, he didn't. I know him. It's okay.” 

Johnny took in the younger man's appearance and noticed the olive-green uniform with the 82nd's red AA patch on his shoulder. This only confused him further, but he and Bull backed away from the guy regardless. 

Bernadette stepped towards him instantly and wrapped him in a bone crushing hug, which he returned with just as much passion. The four Easy men stood by and watched, trying to piece together what was happening, not one of them could come up with some sort of explanation. 

“I thought it was you, Birdie.” The 82nd trooper spoke into the crook of her neck; it muffled his voice but everyone present had heard his comment clearly and the emotion his words held. 

“What?” Even though she knew what had been said, she was disbelieving, like she needed him to say it again to really understand what he meant. 

“We heard about the hospitalisation.... I thought.... I thought it was you.” The pure hurt was evident in his voice and Martin was sure if he could see the man's face it would be covered in a heartbreaking look. 

“It wasn't.” She soothed him, their embrace growing longer by the second. Her hands had come up to hold his neck so she could pull her body away and look him in the eyes. “I'm okay.” Her words were solemn, the eye contact seem tender and the four men witnessing this touching occasion began to feel uncomfortable, as if they were intruding on an intimate moment. 

Guarnere cleared his throat, reminding the two cuddling soldiers they were in others company. It worked as the two loosened their grips on each other and backed up, but only by one step and neither let their arms drop from the other. 

An awkward pause ensued, each person sharing looks with a member of the group that was stopped in the middle of a grassy field. 

“Oh! Right.” Birdie broke the tension, “Guys... This is James. James.... The guys.” She pointed to each one of the men and individually introduced them to this James fellow, they each gave a nod as their name was spoken. 

“And that's Chlamydia.” Bill groaned, the shit eating grin on her face was mimicked by James and that's when it clicked for Johnny. They had the exact same hair colour, eerily similar eyes and the dimples that popped on their cheeks were identical. They had to be related. 

“James is my brother.” His suspicions were confirmed when Birdie spoke up once more. The boy/girl versions of each other shared a conniving look. 

“Chlamydia? Do I wanna know?” He asked, grinning at her. 

“If you ask real nice, he'll show you.” She winked at Bill, the grin switched from her brother's face to hers and his was replaced with a grimace. 

Bill sighed, exasperated, but knew there was nothing he could do to quell the woman's jokes. 

“Why didn't you tell us you got a brother in the 82nd?” Toye questioned, genuinely shocked he wasn't made aware of James' existence earlier. 

“You didn't tell them about me? I thought I was your favourite brother.” James feigned offence, playfully bumping the girl on her shoulder with a closed fist. 

“Favourite? How many brothers do you have?” Bull caught the implication and his curiosity about the mysterious girl got to him. 

“Three.” Bernadette spoke plainly, like it was trivial, shrugging her shoulders at the looks she received from her closest friends. Bill and Joe both dropped their jaws, this was new information for them and frankly they were a little shocked that she had never brought up her family before now. Especially considering one of her siblings was at Camp Toccoa. 

“Three? What the hell Birdie?” Bill reeled. 

“Are they all hiding somewhere round Toccoa?” Toye added. 

“Nah, just this one. Can't seem to get rid of him.” The siblings shared a look that held many unspoken words and emotions. There was more going on than they would admit, and Johnny was beyond intrigued as he observed the two. 

“Like you could.” It was thrown out like a bandage, aiming to soothe his sister. Johnny definitely picked up on some hidden meaning only the two siblings could decipher. 

“You twins or something?” Bull prodded; he couldn't shake the notion that these two standing in front of him were almost the same person. 

“Just about.” James began the sentence, 

“There's ten months ‘tween us.” And Birdie finished it. 

“And I'm older.” James had announced proudly, all the while Birdie mouthed the words she knew he was going to say with her eyes rolled like this was a repeated exchange. 

All four Easy company men felt chills, weirded out by the nearly twins ability to complete each other's thoughts. 

“Lunch will start without us.” Johnny prompted, looking at his watch. James turned to his sister with a concerned smile on his face, 

“I'll find you later, okay?” She answered him with a nod and hugged him once more before they parted and Birdie continued on to the mess hall, four men trailing behind her. 

“So where are the other two?” The group of five had sat at their vacant table and begun wolfing down the spaghetti when Johnny posed the question. 

“Other two?” She was playing dumb and both her and Johnny knew it. What was she hiding about her family? 

“Brothers.” 

“Oh. Well... Tommy's only ten, so he's back home in Mississippi.” She was avoiding and part of Johnny thought maybe he should leave it alone. 

“And the other one? He got a name?” Toye forced his way into their conversation, the whole table had been listening in, except Bill who was guarding his plate of food like a wild dog. 

“Victor... but we called him Junior. He was named after my Pa.” Birdie's voice was soft and quiet; Johnny had an inkling about her older brother's fate, so he stopped pushing her to talk about it. Toye was yet to pick up on the trajectory of the discussion and asked her more, 

“He older than you?” She hummed her affirmative reply, not really interested in continuing the idle chatter. Bernadette wished for a way to end the unavoidable questions about her familial relations and the answer to her predicament slammed open the mess hall door and stomped inside. 

Sobel yelled and the entire room jumped to their feet, leaving their unfinished plates of pasta on the table. 

“Orders changed. Get up! Lectures are cancelled. Easy company is running up Currahee. Move!” 

A/N: Ah so, Birdies mysterious family is slowly revealing itself, what do you think is up with her oldest brother: Victor Junior?

The next chapter might be a couple of days just fyi.

Love y’all xx

~ next-autopsy ~

Chapter twelve

#band of brothers #easy company #hbo war #band of brothers fanfic #fem oc #oc #next autopsy #made of glass #made of glass chapter eleven #first fanfic #joe liebgottt #joe toye #johnny martin #bull randleman #bill guarnere

[emotionalcadaver]

Jumping on the bandwagon with this one! Shout out to @justrainandcoffee for finding this! Also tagging my other Hunger Games AU peeps @evita-shelby, @call-sign-shark, @peakyswritings, and @lunarubra!

Simulation can be found here!

The Bloodbath

As the tributes stand on their podiums, the horn sounds.

Freddie Thorne runs away from the Cornucopia.

Aveline Young runs away from the Cornucopia.

Arthur Shelby runs away from the Cornucopia.

Heaven Lavey grabs a backpack and retreats.

Jack Nelson finds a backpack full of camping equipment.

Tommy Shelby runs away from the Cornucopia.

Luca Changretta runs away from the Cornucopia.

Gina Nelson grabs a backpack, not realizing it is empty.

May Carleton, Michael Gray, and Polly Gray get into a fight. Polly Gray triumphantly kills them both.

Johnny Dogs runs away from the Cornucopia.

Charlie Strong snatches a bottle of alcohol and a rag.

Lucy Winters runs away from the Cornucopia.

Alfie Solomons scares Johanna Mason away from the cornucopia.

Finn Shelby runs away from the Cornucopia.

Grace Burgess takes a handful of throwing knives.

John Shelby and Rose Coldwell fight for a bag. Rose Coldwell gives up and retreats.

Isiah Jesus and Ada Shelby fight for a bag. Ada Shelby gives up and retreats.

Eva Smith snatches a bottle of alcohol and a rag.

Nina Ferrante clutches a first aid kit and runs away.

Day 1

Gina Nelson camouflauges herself in the bushes.

Alfie Solomons stalks Johanna Mason.

Rose Coldwell goes hunting.

Nina Ferrante runs away from Jack Nelson.

Grace Burgess tries to spear fish with a trident.

Eva Smith receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor.

Luca Changretta runs away from Freddie Thorne.

Ada Shelby receives clean water from an unknown sponsor.

Arthur Shelby diverts Lucy Winters's attention and runs away.

Finn Shelby scares Johnny Dogs off.

Charlie Strong questions his sanity.

John Shelby, Tommy Shelby, and Polly Gray hunt for other tributes.

Aveline Young pushes Isiah Jesus off a cliff during a knife fight.

Heaven Lavey hunts for other tributes.

Fallen Tributes

3 cannon shots can be heard in the distance.

May Carleton District 4 Michael Gray District 3 Isiah Jesus District 11

Night 1

Heaven Lavey, Jack Nelson, and Aveline Young sleep in shifts.

Charlie Strong screams for help.

Finn Shelby receives fresh food from an unknown sponsor.

Johnny Dogs questions his sanity.

Alfie Solomons loses sight of where he is.

Polly Gray tends to Freddie Thorne's wounds.

Luca Changretta receives an explosive from an unknown sponsor.

Johanna Mason receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor.

Eva Smith and Ada Shelby tell stories about themselves to each other.

Tommy Shelby and Lucy Winters huddle for warmth.

Grace Burgess thinks about home.

John Shelby cooks his food before putting his fire out.

Nina Ferrante, Rose Coldwell, Gina Nelson, and Arthur Shelby tell each other ghost stories to lighten the mood.

*slams hands on desk* Lucy x Tommy is canon you guys my babies are cuddling sajfhsdjkgfhsd 😭😭😭

Day 2

Charlie Strong questions his sanity.

Ada Shelby, Freddie Thorne, Aveline Young, Johnny Dogs, and Polly Gray hunt for other tributes.

Rose Coldwell collects fruit from a tree.

Tommy Shelby and Gina Nelson work together for the day.

Alfie Solomons camouflauges himself in the bushes.

Grace Burgess tries to spear fish with a trident.

Arthur Shelby runs away from Jack Nelson.

Johanna Mason scares Lucy Winters off.

Nina Ferrante, Finn Shelby, Eva Smith, and Heaven Lavey hunt for other tributes.

Luca Changretta hunts for other tributes.

John Shelby makes a wooden spear.

Night 2

Johnny Dogs fends Polly Gray, Grace Burgess, and Luca Changretta away from his fire.

Nina Ferrante stabs Freddie Thorne in the back with a trident.

Finn Shelby overpowers Heaven Lavey, killing her.

Alfie Solomons and Aveline Young sleep in shifts.

Lucy Winters decapitates Rose Coldwell with a sword.

Tommy Shelby screams for help.

Jack Nelson goes to sleep.

Johanna Mason receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor.

Arthur Shelby tends to Charlie Strong's wounds.

Ada Shelby, John Shelby, and Eva Smith sleep in shifts.

Gina Nelson attempts to start a fire, but is unsuccessful.

@call-sign-shark Finn overpowering Heaven has got to be the most hilariously ooc things I've ever heard. As if he would ever actually stand a chance against her. And @justrainandcoffee oh my god please tell Rosie that Lucy is SO SORRY she doesn't know what came over her 🫣

Day 3

Gina Nelson scares Grace Burgess off.

Nina Ferrante tends to Finn Shelby's wounds.

Arthur Shelby receives an explosive from an unknown sponsor.

Charlie Strong bashes Luca Changretta's head in with a mace.

Ada Shelby hunts for other tributes.

Johnny Dogs goes hunting.

Tommy Shelby diverts John Shelby's attention and runs away.

Aveline Young defeats Polly Gray in a fight, but spares her life.

Lucy Winters receives an explosive from an unknown sponsor.

Eva Smith sees smoke rising in the distance, but decides not to investigate.

Jack Nelson and Johanna Mason work together to drown Alfie Solomons.

Fallen Tributes

5 cannon shots can be heard in the distance.

Freddie Thorne District 5 Heaven Lavey District 7 Rose Coldwell District 8 Luca Changretta District 1 Alfie Solomons District 9

Night 3

Charlie Strong thinks about home.

Eva Smith, Tommy Shelby, and Jack Nelson sleep in shifts.

John Shelby sees a fire, but stays hidden.

Polly Gray questions her sanity.

Nina Ferrante climbs a tree to rest.

Lucy Winters passes out from exhaustion.

Aveline Young screams for help.

Grace Burgess, Finn Shelby, Gina Nelson, and Johanna Mason sleep in shifts.

Ada Shelby receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor.

Arthur Shelby sets up camp for the night.

Johnny Dogs questions his sanity.

Day 4

Johnny Dogs, Ada Shelby, Lucy Winters, John Shelby, and Arthur Shelby hunt for other tributes.

Aveline Young constructs a shack.

Grace Burgess travels to higher ground.

Eva Smith is pricked by thorns while picking berries.

Polly Gray travels to higher ground.

Tommy Shelby and Johanna Mason fight Gina Nelson and Jack Nelson. Gina Nelson and Jack Nelson survive.

Nina Ferrante kills Charlie Strong for his supplies.

Finn Shelby explores the arena.

Fallen Tributes

3 cannon shots can be heard in the distance.

Tommy Shelby District 12 Johanna Mason District 7 Charlie Strong District 4

Night 4

Aveline Young bleeds out due to untreated injuries.

Arthur Shelby receives fresh food from an unknown sponsor.

Lucy Winters, Finn Shelby, Grace Burgess, Polly Gray, and John Shelby sleep in shifts.

Gina Nelson and Johnny Dogs talk about the tributes still alive.

Nina Ferrante tries to treat her infection.

Ada Shelby dies from thirst.

Eva Smith and Jack Nelson tell stories about themselves to each other.

@evita-shelby Do I sense something potentially happening between Eva and Jack? 👀

Day 5

John Shelby stalks Lucy Winters.

Gina Nelson constructs a shack.

Polly Gray severely slices Nina Ferrante with a sword.

Grace Burgess fishes.

Finn Shelby attacks Jack Nelson, but he manages to escape.

Eva Smith questions her sanity.

Johnny Dogs dies from thirst.

Arthur Shelby makes a slingshot.

Fallen Tributes

4 cannon shots can be heard in the distance.

Aveline Young District 11 Ada Shelby District 6 Nina Ferrante District 9 Johnny Dogs District 10

Night 5

Finn Shelby and Gina Nelson talk about the tributes still alive.

Arthur Shelby, Polly Gray, and Grace Burgess get into a fight. Grace Burgess triumphantly kills them both.

Lucy Winters forces John Shelby to kill Eva Smith or Jack Nelson. He decides to kill Eva Smith.

The Feast

The cornucopia is replenished with food, supplies, weapons, and memoirs from the tributes' families.

Gina Nelson decides not to go to The Feast.

John Shelby decides not to go to The Feast.

Finn Shelby decides not to go to The Feast.

Jack Nelson and Grace Burgess get into a fight over raw meat, but Jack Nelson gives up and runs away.

Lucy Winters decides not to go to The Feast.

Day 6

Gina Nelson discovers a river.

John Shelby goes hunting.

Grace Burgess attacks Jack Nelson, but he manages to escape.

Finn Shelby sprains his ankle while running away from Lucy Winters.

Arena Event

Monkey mutts fill the arena.

Lucy Winters dies from internal bleeding caused by a monkey mutt.

Grace Burgess dies from internal bleeding caused by a monkey mutt.

Gina Nelson uses Finn Shelby as a shield from the monkey mutts.

John Shelby survives.

Jack Nelson survives.

Noooo my girl 😭 At least she made it pretty far!

Fallen Tributes

6 cannon shots can be heard in the distance.

Arthur Shelby District 6 Polly Gray District 3 Eva Smith District 10 Lucy Winters District 12 Grace Burgess District 1 Finn Shelby District 8

Night 6

John Shelby receives clean water from an unknown sponsor.

Gina Nelson destroys Jack Nelson's supplies while he is asleep.

Day 7

John Shelby shoots an arrow into Jack Nelson's head.

Gina Nelson cannot handle the circumstances and commits suicide.

Fallen Tributes

2 cannon shots can be heard in the distance.

Jack Nelson District 2 Gina Nelson District 2

The Winner

The winner is John Shelby from District 5!

#the hunger games au

[veritasislehq]

whilst the island danced the night away ...

The night of the masquerade was going smoothly. Everyone in attendance seemingly enjoying themselves. Sure, the occasional quarreling was overheard but that's to be expected when drinks are flowing from an open bar. What most attendees were unaware of was the stirring on the other side of the island. See, nestled at the tip on the edge of Ravenwyck is what appears to be a cozy lighthouse. The lighthouse is home to an ancient wixen who has kept their eyes glued on the prisoners of The Forgotten Isle since its start. Through ancient spells and charms, she along with a few others ensure that no one escapes. There's only been one incident that resulted in a painful death, resulting in none trying since. Unfortunately, whilst the rest of the island is enjoying themselves, a bubbling from inside the mountain of Midnight Labriynth stirred resulting in those thought dead floating to the surface. Ghosts and ghouls were silently making their way across the island, some causing mischief, others filled with confusion. A small group of ghouls led by the aforementioned prisoner made their way to the lighthouse, taking the guards and the ancient wixen by surprise and killing them resulting in most the warding spells failing and prisoners easily making an escape. Once word hit the council members at the masquerade, it was too late to stop things from escalating beyond repair. Acting fast, perhaps somewhat ill-advised, with help of a few powerful magic wielding beings they put the ball under lockdown. Those able to, with power left to see what they could do to calm the situation whilst the rest slowly started splitting attendees into groups until eventually all were split up, some with familiar faces, others not so lucky. Still, few knew what was actually happening, is keeping thousands of supernatural beings mixed with humans in the dark admist chaos truly the answer? There's truly only one way to find out.

Out Of Character Details: The music has stopped, the ball has come to an end, and attendees have been split into groups in hopes to better control the masses. It's possible that one or two have managed to slip out, but the majority are now under lockdown until things are under control.

ghosts are now an available species. more info can be found here. escaped prisoners can also be applied for, though at the moment we'll only be allowing one per mun.

in order to keep us from confusing the dash event threads from new ones, we've decided to test out Discord as we find it can be easier with group threads. Everyone will have access to all the groups as it is quite fun to be able to read what everyone is up to during the event! A Tupperbox tutorial will be shared on the resource blog and in the server, though the admins will also be around for any questions!

The groups have been randomized, and we've done our best to ensure muns don't have more than one character in a single group, but unfortunately for some we had to double up. You can find it below, under the cut.

Group 1 - Basement 

ryland shao ( keanu reeves )  easton jesse allen ( josh heuston )  xiao longwei ( kuang tian )  safieh nassar ( yasmine al-bustami )  scarlett barlow ( lisa ann walter )  

Group 2 - Master Bathroom 

onyx coldwell ( gabriel guevara )  silas sanguis ( pedro pascal )  alisa ( wakeema hollis )  rory sylliboy ( drew ray tanner )  weston porter ( thomas weatherall )  li na shao ( simone kessell )

Group 3 - Recreation Office 

delphine ren ( havana rose liu )  fujita kenji ( mackenyu arata )   rhiannon ( natasha liu bordizzo )  lucien greenwood ( elias kacavas )  omari jackson ( mason gooding ) 

Group 4 - Meeting Room 3 

basilton huang ( lewis tan )  cordelia coldwell ( catherine zeta-jones )  cian moore ( fin argus ) ari tiernan o'cléirigh ( robert sheehan )  defne karahan ( aslihan malbora )  christian “kit” silvestre ( casey deidrick )

Group 5 - Reception 

emrys abbott ( adam dimarco )  stefan benitez ( harvey guillen )  ember silverton ( maia mitchell )  alwyn locklyn ( morgan davies )  river silverton ( joshua orpin )   nazario veres ( taylor zakhar perez )

Group 6 - Meeting Room 1 

cleo santos ( devery jacobs )  dorian marias ( lakeith stanfield )  soren ardelean ( logan lerman )  celeste hotland ( florence pugh )  alaric golitsyn ( nicholas galitzine )  sapphire zhou ( poppy liu )

Group 7 - Corridor 1 

mateo luna marin ( saak )  julian santiago ( oscar isaac )  marcel nkusi ( ncuti gatwa )  micaela “kai” silvestre ( ursula corbero )  zane xiao santos ( charles michael davis )

Group 8 - Corridor 4

atlas perez ( omar rudberg )  zahra osman ( aiysha hart )  dustin nieves ( froy gutierrez )  magnus katiyo ( rege-jean page )  asterion valphyr ( adam demos )  dawson porter ( skeet ulrich )

Group 9 - Kitchen

chainika giri ( amita suman )  fujita ryu ( ryan potter )  adriana sanguis ( stefania spampinato )  elvira santos ( bruna marquezine )  mahsuri wan ( michelle yeoh ) 

Group 10 - Garbage Room 

mateo luna marin ( saak )  amethyst ( greta onieogou )  obsidian kincaid coldwell ( thomas doherty )  roisin balfe ( morfydd clark )  rowan reyes ( vico ortiz )

Group 11 - Library 

kaveri natarajan ( simone ashley )  neo marin ( lizeth selene )  ever solano ( mason alexander park )  julian santiago ( oscar isaac )  marcel nkusi ( ncuti gatwa ) 

#plot drop #vih.masquerade #vih.event

[justrainandcoffee]

From time to time I like to do moodboards for Rose based on colours. Like this one 💚.

Pink - White - Orange - Pink And Grey (with Alfie)

Alfie x Rose Masterlist

Moodboards masterlist

#alfie x rose #rose coldwell #my oc #moodboard #rose solomons #alfie solomons

[evita-shelby]

Plus One

Inspired by @justrainandcoffee Wandering Jew series.

Aka an excuse to write rolfie and teva in the same universe

Gif by @crackshipandcrap

(2019)

“Who won’t text you back?” Eva asked noticing the rather forlorn way he looks at the message.

She knows he’d been seeing someone, and yet while he knows about her disastrous sex life, Eva doesn’t know jack shit about his beyond Grace the Barmaid, Lizzie and several other women Eva may or may not have also fucked.

“None of your business, Smith.” Tommy glared and she pouted.

It had been a bad idea to ask her out again, the drinks had been fine and she thought him a gentleman when he didn’t take her up on her suggestion of staying over at her place.

“I told you about my ex marrying my cousin and my ex who fucked all my friends, c’mon, Tommy tell me who’s the broad who’s place I need to trash.” The brunette reminds him.

They were friends now.

Eva was enjoying being single after her ex decided Franco was who she loved and Tommy had been in a relationship with someone whom he had hardly ever mentioned.

“Not a she, and no, you’re not committing a felony for me, Evie, but thanks anyway.” He said with annoyance and shoved his phone into his pocket.

“Ah so we’re more similar than I thought. So your guy broke up with you, then?” the witchy young woman guessed correctly going by the stony look he gets as he orders another drink.

“Yes, and before you ask. It was me not him.” The dark haired man loathed speaking about things like these and yet he willingly shared this with her, progress. “Won’t forgive me and I know you’d agree with him.”

“You got me there. If it makes you feel better, I’ve been there before. At least your ex is still alive to hate you.” Eva regrets her words the moment she said them.

She never told anyone about Leopoldo, nor how him learning about her and Antonia seeing each other behind his back led to the car accident that killed him.

She’d been displayed as his grieving girlfriend. Given flowers, comforted along with his family and crushed by the guilt of knowing she hadn’t truly loved him.

“Lucky me.” He grumbled bitterly and raised his whiskey in a toast. “Here’s to our shit luck, Evie.”

It is spring 2020 when Tommy and Eva elope to Cancun and welcome the pandemic as the newly elected representative of the Birmingham Hall Green.

Their exes remain unnamed and neither Shelby aware of how little the world is.

Its 2023 when two identical invitations arrived addressed to the both of them.

“I didn’t know you knew Alfie as well.” Eva mentions as he played with little Gabriel on the rug.

The look on his face says it all.

Alfie was the guy who dumped him for being a cheating asshole.

Same Alfie who was Aunt Florence’s baby brother.

There had been no malicious intent.

This is what Rose tells herself when Alfie learns she hadn’t removed Tommy Shelby from the guest list.

She had met him in passing once, when she found more than just a nice holiday at the Wandering Jew.

Then she came to know Tommy had been the heartless bastard who’d broken Alfie’s heart. Having disliked him from the start, knowing how awful he was had made her hate him.

Now she was seeing him in the profile picture of Alfie’s ‘niece’ Eva Smith-Riley who had sent her congratulations through Instagram.

Rose had met through zoom calls and FaceTime and once in person when Eva came to give them her good news.

‘Is it okay if I bring my plus one?’

It was then Rose had seen who the man she was married to was.

Then the bride to be did what everyone has done since the invention of social media has done.

She looked at every single photo of him in Eva’s profile, Facebook page, twitter and some tabloids that sprung up under her name.

They’d met at Birmingham U, they dated for approximately five months, married on the first of March in a lovely beach in Mexico and had a baby named Gabriel.

“Are you jealous of Evie, sweetheart?” Alfie Asks seeing the picture of Eva hanging out with some celebrity at a charity thing.

“No. It’s not that. Why didn’t you tell me Tommy’s her husband?” she shows him the next picture, Tommy Shelby smiling through the pain holding his one-year-old son next to Eva.

After the way he fucked things up with Alfie, Tommy resolved himself to be a better man.

“Because I didn’t know about it until she married the fucker and then I didn’t want to ruin things for her. He’s changed, or so it seems.” the burly man admitted knowing the hell that was going to be unleashed.

“For a man in love he looks like he’s in agony.” Rose points out thinking the worst of Thomas Shelby.

“That’s just his face, love, he can’t help it.”

And he had, not once has he strayed and while that took much work on his account, it had rewarded him with a woman he loves and a family he hadn’t thought he could have.

He should’ve told her about his past with Alfie, but he was afraid, not sure of what, but he was afraid.

Eva wouldn’t have judged him about it, not after she told him about Leopoldo, but Alfie was her friend.

And yet here they lay beside each other as the baby slept curled up between them.

“You should’ve told me, Tom.” She’s not angry, there is a hint of disappointment about her, but nothing has changed as he feared he would. “We don’t have to go, if you don’t want to.”

“He’s your friend, sort of relative too. I don’t want you to miss it on account of me.” He could invent an excuse to stay, claim Gabe is too little for a sitter.

“Alfie is your friend too, we’ll hire a sitter for Gabe and you will come with me. I already told Alfie I’d be bringing you anyways.” She points out reaching to caress his face, a contrast to his words.

December rolls around, and Tommy finds himself fixing the black satin bowtie that matches Eva’s black evening gown exactly.

“Are you ready?” she asks softly, knowing how big of a step this is for him.

“Yeah, ready as I’ll ever be, Mrs. Shelby.”

#eva smith shelby #tommy shelby x oc #thomas shelby fanfic #thomas shelby x oc #evacore #peaky blinders fanfiction #alfie x rose #tommy shelby x alfie solomons #alfie solomons x ofc #rose coldwell #wandering jew series

[peakyswritings]

The Danger We Come From

CHAPTER IV

A Peaky Blinders x Hunger Games crossover

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Nina Ferrante

Summary: Nina follows Lucas and Nora’s second day of training. Meanwhile, she’s inevitably reminded of her own struggles.

Warnings: mentions of violence and killing, English is not my first language, no proofreading I’m writing this for fun.

A/N: Rose Coldwell is @justrainandcoffee ’s OC, and Lucy Winters is @emotionalcadaver ’s OC. Lauren, I haven’t read your series yet, but I still wanted to include Lucy in this, so I made some research on her through the asks games you answered to to get to know her a bit better. I really hope I did her justice🤍

Nina Ferrante is the OC from my Tommy Shelby x OC series Heart, Body and Soul (set in canon times)

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AU MASTERLIST

71st Hunger Games - First day of training

Forty-five seconds, Nina took a mental note. Forty-five seconds to climb the wall. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t that good either. Her breath was short, her heart was racing, and her muscles were already sore. And she had just climbed a fucking wall. She carefully climbed down until half of it, before jumping and landing on her feet in a surprisingly graceful way. With a bit more practice, she could become faster.

Suddenly, her head started to spin, her vision to blur, and she had to tightly hold onto a climbing hold for support. Trying to steady herself, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The last thing she needed was to pass out in front of the other tributes.

“Are you alright?” A hand rested on her arm, making her snap her eyes open. Oliver was looking at her with an apprehensive expression on his face.

“Yes, I’m fine,” she nodded, recollecting herself as the dizziness slowly faded.

“If you want to sit-”

“I said I’m fine,” she snapped, detaching herself from the wall. When Oliver let his hand fall by his side with a hurt look in his dark eyes, Nina immediately regretted her harshness. He was just trying to help, after all. But she felt weak, and overwhelmed, and every time she failed at something she was reminded of how small her chances to make it actually were, despite her attempts to convince herself otherwise.

She was agile, a good climber and a quick runner, but she was way too weak. Years of eating the bare minimum to keep herself alive hadn’t helped the development of muscles or resistance, and that couldn’t be changed in a few days.

Oliver, on the other hand, seemed to have decent chances. Years of working in the field with his father and brothers had made him strong, and he was rather skilled with heavy weapons. He wasn’t the scrawny kid who used to sit next to her in class anymore. A faint ‘sorry’ left her lips, but she wasn’t sure he had heard it with all the noise in the Gymnasium.

She’d practice with her archery, next, like Alfie had suggested. Nina had never took a bow in her hands before, but she knew it could be one of the most convenient weapons, in the Arena. She could use it to hunt. Or kill at a distance. A shiver ran down her back at the thought. Would she be able to kill? The simple idea made her hands shake, but she figured things would be different when she’d have no other choice.

However, just like strength training and hand to hand combat, archery turned out to be a total failure. She had a discreet aim, but the weapon was too difficult to handle. Knives were much lighter, and easier to use, but although there was a great variety from which she could choose, she decided to stick with the things she struggled with. If she hid her skills from the other tributes and gave them the idea of not being a threat, hopefully they would leave her alone. If there was one thing she had learned from watching the previous Games, it was that the Careers usually ganged up to hunt the tributes they considered more dangerous. She’d probably lose sponsors by appearing weak, but she had to give something up. And there was only so much that sponsors could do when she was in the Arena with other twenty-three tributes on her heels.

She’d refine her strategy, that night, and analyse all possible leaks. Her brain was the only thing that could get her out of the Games alive, and she couldn’t afford to be wrong.

72nd Hunger Games - Gymnasium

Nora was good at climbing. She was fairly tall, her long legs gave her an advantage. If there were trees in the Arena, she’d have good chances at seeking shelter on the higher branches, where it’d be more difficult to spot her and reach her. That would be a good strategy for her. Stay hidden, kill if you have to, but don’t hunt for tributes - it would be a suicide mission. There had been Victors who had won by staying hidden until the Games ended. Most of them were good at camouflaging - Nina had lost count of all the times a tribute had found themselves close to them without realising - and often the audience even forgot about them. Not enough thrill for their taste.

Lucas didn’t hide his skills, and worked hard hour after hour. He was adamant to show the Careers that they weren’t the only strong ones, that he could win too. Sometimes it even seemed like he wanted to scare them. But it was clear that behind his bravado there was a crippling fear, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. He was only thirteen, after all. Thirteen. Nina’s heart painfully clenched in her chest. He was barely a year older than Vittorio was when he was killed. He reminded her of him, sometimes. Just like Vittorio, Lucas had the same tendency to show a brave face and act older than his age, in a desperate attempt to look more intimidating, to be taken seriously. And just like Vittorio, he was scared to die.

It wasn’t right. The only games he was supposed to play were tag and football.

After the climbing wall, Nora started to practice with a matching test on a big screen, associating all kinds of plants and trees. Like the previous day, the girl from twelve soon joined her, and they started cooperating.

“They work well together.”

This time, it wasn’t Tommy Shelby who came to stand next to her as she watched her kid. It was Lucy Winters, district twelve’s female mentor. Although Nina knew who she was - district twelve only had two Victors, after all - she didn’t remember her Games. She sent her a glance before focusing on Nora again. “They do,” she nodded.

They were quicker together, they shared their knowledge, and their ways of approaching the training were similar. They didn’t just work well together, they worked better. Maybe in a different world they could’ve been friends.

“How does it feel to be here again, eh?” The redhead asked with a hint of irony in her voice, but no malice.

“Could be better,” she arched an eyebrow, tilting her head. “But it could also be worse.”

She could be panicking, crushed by the memories. She could be in a ball on the floor, crying her eyes out. But she was still standing. That was something.

“You get used to it,” Lucy remarked, and Nina wondered how much truth there actually was in those words and how much of it was a lie meant to comfort her a bit. Or to comfort herself. She appreciated it though. Besides Alfie and Rose, not many people talked to her, and conversation wasn’t something that came easy to her with people she didn’t know. But the woman next to her seemed friendly, and there was something about her she liked. And she was a good friend of Alfie’s - that was a point in her favour, since it wasn’t like her former mentor was the most sociable person in the world.

“I guess you do,” Nina murmured, wincing almost imperceptibly as Nora classified a venomous plant as edible. A mistake like that could cost her her life.

Lucy must’ve noticed, cause she sent her an empathetic look. “Listen,” she started, carefully gathering her words. “Whatever happens in the Arena, it’s not your fault.”

Nina clenched her jaw, trying to keep her face impassive. It was so hard when the mere thought of Lucas and Nora dying made her feel like throwing up.

“We can only do the best we can to train them and provide sponsors for them,” Lucy continued. “But the Arena and the other tributes are out of our control.”

“I know.” Nina’s voice was barely above a whisper. Of course she knew. Telling herself she could help them was nothing but a way to temporarily soothe herself, but she knew.

Lucy’s lips curled up in a sad grimace as she shook her head. “We can’t help them all.”

71st Hunger Games - Apartments

Nina didn’t realise how hungry she was until she sat at the dinner table. The delicious smell of substantial, nutritious food filled her nostrils, making her stomach growl, and she hoped no one else but her could hear it. The table was heaped with bread, vegetables, meat and elaborate dishes she had never seen in her life. That was the quantity of food her family would eat in a week, back in district nine.

“Thank you,” she murmured when the Avox who was serving them placed a plate in front of her. A strange look crossed his eyes, halfway between bewilderment and appreciation, as if he was a stranger to any display of politeness, even basic civility. Her suspicions were only confirmed when Elle and the prep team looked at her like she had said the biggest profanity known to man.

“Nina, love,” Elle moved closer to her to whisper in her ear with her sickening honey-like voice. “You’re not supposed to talk to Avoxes unless it’s to give them orders. It’s forbidden.”

“Well that’s bullshit,” she frowned, not worrying about keeping her voice low. Those poor people, who couldn’t even speak to defend themselves, were bound to be treated as if they were some inhuman beings. That was absurd, and deeply wrong.

Elle sat straight in her chair and forced a smile, feigning amusement, but it was clear Nina’s abrupt reaction had taken her aback.

After a moment of silence, Alfie cleared his throat and rubbed his hands together. “‘Right, let’s just eat, eh?” He causally said, trying to ease the tension. Rosebeth nodded at his words, but Nina got the impression that the shadow of a grin had formed on her face for a few seconds.

The dinner was an occasion to talk about what Nina and Oliver had to prepare for. In two days they’d have to perform in front of the Gamemakers and show them what they were capable of, and they had to start thinking about what skill to show off. The scores would indicate the Capitol citizens and the sponsors who to bet on. Then they’d have to prepare for the interview, the night before the Games. It was their chance to win over the Capitol and the sponsors, so it was fundamental for them to make people like them. Nina had to hold back a scoff at the last part, but she was sure her face was talking for her. She had no idea how she would do that. How could she go up on stage, smile and pretend she didn’t want to knock all of Caesar’s white teeth out? She despised him. She despised all of them. Caesar, the sponsors, the Gamemakers, the fucking citizens. Snow. Snow was at the very top of her list.

Maybe winning would be a way to spite him. He had built the system that favoured certain districts, and left the others in the mud. Even though she didn’t know him personally, she imagined it stung when it was one of the disadvantaged who won, when he had to put the crown on the heads of those who had shaken the weight of his foot off their neck and stood up. Yes, it undoubtedly stung.

And if stinging Snow was all Nina could do to get back at him at least a little bit, then sting she would.

72nd Hunger Games - The Apartments

Later that evening, Nina found herself still mulling over Lucy’s words. The more time passed, the more she realised that it wouldn’t be long before she’d have to say goodbye to Lucas and Nora. After the training period, they wouldn’t be all together in the same room ever again. One or them - or both of them - wouldn’t come back from the Arena. They would never see their family and friends again, they wouldn’t have the chance to grow up, to find a job, to find love, to have a family of their own. That possibility had been ripped from them in the cruelest possible way the day of their Reaping, and there was nothing she could do about it. Sometimes she felt like she could lose her mind.

“How did the kids do today?”

Rose’s words snapped her out of that dark spiral of thoughts. She was sitting at the table, keeping herself busy knitting something, and Nina felt unusually glad for not being alone in that moment.

“They did well. Better than yesterday.”

“That’s good.”

“Yeah,” she nodded, taking a seat. She paused for a while, her mind going back to their training. They had made considerable progress, Nora with the traps and Lucas with throwing different kinds of weapons, and it had been only two days since they had started. “They’re capable.”

“I can see that.” A faint smile graced Rose’s face as she raised her gaze from her work. “They have smart eyes,” she added, focusing on her creation again.

Nina just hoped that the Gamemakers would think the same the following day at the training scores. The kids needed sponsors, and catching the audience’s attention was a good start. The previous year, her strategy had been the complete opposite, but now the situation was very different. Lucas and Nora were not her, and they didn’t need to take the risk she took by actively choosing to give up on sponsors. If Alfie hadn’t found some for her, she would’ve died from an infection two days before the Games ended.

“What about the clothes for the interviews?” Nina changed the subject, knowing how hard Rose had been working on them. She put her whole heart into her job, and it showed from the extreme care that transpired from every little detail.

The stylist’s smile grew bigger on her face. “They’re ready. I made the last modifications yesterday. I can assure you, the kids are going to shine.”

Of course they would, Rose was the best in her field. With the help of her creations, they could make quite the impression on the Capitol citizens. Brilliant colours and original patterns were enough for those empty-headed fools to go crazy. That, together with good training scores, could ensure them the kind of support that made the difference between life and death.

Maybe there was still hope.

@call-sign-shark @justrainandcoffee @evita-shelby @emotionalcadaver

#peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders fics #tommy shelby fic #tommy shelby x oc #hunger games au

[call-sign-shark]

Rumors said Alfie Solomons is a dangerous lunatic, whose antics led more than one man to the grave. But between the claws of that bear is a rose, whose divine pulchritude and fierce spirit are able to tame Alfie. In the midst of London's chaos, amid a gang war, or at the edge of death, Rose Coldwell was his light. His love. His soul. In this life, and all others to come.

Happy Birthday Flor (@raincoffeeandfandoms).

Thank you for being a wonderful mutual. Your neverending support and your friendship mean a lot to me, so let me gift you this little moodboard to show you my gratitude. My gift to you for this very special day is a tribute to your OC Rose and her husband because God knows how much this couple is dear to me. I hope I've managed to do them honor.

Love,

Shark.

#Peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagine #alfie solomons #alfie solomons x oc #alfie solomons imagine #alfie solomons moodboard #Peaky blinders oc #Rose Coldwell #Rose Solomons

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