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Hair for Dolce and Gabanna

I wouldn’t help but notice that you like and reblog a lot of Peaky Blinders fanfics. Which are you favourites? I’m new and looking for something good to read

Hi, anon!! Sorry it has taken me so long to reply, I’ve been on holiday for the last week.

This is probably gonna be a very long list as I honestly love any piece of peaky blinder fanfic I read and think that it’s astounding how many talented writers are in this fandom! (Just a heads up I tend to lean more to Tommy, Alfie, and Michael fics more than anything so if you prefer Arthur, John, or any of the girls I’m sorry!!). Also, I’m gonna just tag my favourite writers and their master lists as this is probably more efficient than individual fics, but I will put links to specific ones if I think you should give them a read.

@prettieparker86 Masterlist:  “In The Bleak Midwinter” -  This series I highly recommend and it is for Tommy

@buckys-beach  “A Shelby Caught Out With A Solomons” : They don’t have a master list so I’ve linked my favourite series

@torialeysha   Alfie fics: No master list and I couldn’t get a link of just “cold Feet”  so I just tagged all Alfie fics.

@everyonesawhoregrace  master list: I recommend two series, one is called “Temptations” and the other is called “psycho”.

@bonniebird master list: Covers most of the characters

@blinder-secrets master list: Lots of writing

@birminghamblinders master list: mostly for Tommy

@shelbylimiited master list: Some family imagines as well

@xcheekyblindersx master list: A mix of smut and fluff

@wishfulwriter master list: Lots of choices

@all-about-that-fandoms peaky blinders: I couldn’t find a master list so I’m just tagging all their peaky blinder related stuff

@peakyimagines master list: A good name

@blinderbrothers master list: A few more fics for Arthur

@collecting-stories master list: lots for everyone

@peakyblindersimagineblog  They reblog a lot of single fics so you don’t have to read series

@peakywritings master list: lots of short imagines

@peakyblinders1919 master list: lots of series to read

@tommysmutnothingbut : I think they may have deactivated but their smut was amazingly detailed

@lucachangretta master list: writes for luca

@hardyimagines master list: Its Just for Alfie

@johnsheiby master list:   Does more for the brothers and does smut                                                                                                                               I’m never going to be able to fit and list everyone who writes for Peaky blinders on this list but these are the writers/blogs that come to mind. Each story, fanfiction, imagine, headcanon, and blurb is written for free by everyday people in their own time (This mini-rant wasn’t caused by you anon, it’s just something I needed to get off my chest) Each piece is amazingly written and every plot is incredibly put together! Fanfiction is a privilege and everyone who writes it is amazing. These stories are honestly awesome and it is an honor to read them. I hope this has given you some choice anon in what to read and I’m glad I could help!❤ 

Beyoncé in Partition music video

📷: sugaarrbaby

Luca Changretta is a big mood

Part 2

I’m fucking obsessed with this fanfic

Better Than Him (Ending) (Jason Todd x Reader)

Summary: When Jason finally discovers what happened between Dick and you last you saw each other, what should have been a quiet annoying night becomes something very different. Get ready to face Jason’s rage.

Author’s note: You unanimously opted for a Jason x Reader for this part and your enthusiasm really inspired me so thank you so much. I think this is the longest smut I have written. But careful, it’s rough, a bit kinky and well … it’s angry sex. Sorry, I just love dominant!Jason. I also want to precise that the sexual intercourse described underneath is 100% consensual if it isn’t clear enough

Warning: SMUT (dominant/submissive ; anal) Language, Anger and rather “violent” couple fight

Tagged: @usernightwing ; @anaboo-thewriter ; @queen-fighter (For the others, send me a message if you want to be tagged)

(PART 1) (PART 2) (PART 3)

Jason never liked gala and neither did you. You never really felt at your place in this sort of events. Too many obnoxious rich people and their bratty offspring strutting pretentiously and showing off their wealth as the their uptight giggles echoes in the room … and the way they always claim themselves as philanthropists too when the only thing they care about is their stock market investments and the number of dollars bills they have in their safe offshore. Gotham City finest.

You sighed as you took a sip of champagne, trying to see Bruce Wayne delivering his speech on the importance of renovating Gotham Memorial Hospital. Certainly the only rich person who truly cared around here.

Coming here had been Jason’s idea but Bruce had insisted on his presence apparently. “You can’t let me go alone.” Jason had said, almost begging you with his puppy eyes. And of course you had accepted.  Damn you, Jason Peter Todd!

“And right now, let me introduce you to Dr Leslie Thompkins.” Bruce applauded and so did everyone else. “I’m gonna grab myself something stronger to drink cause that’s gonna be very long annoying speech. You chuckled slightly as you shook your head and he kissed your temple before leaving towards the buffet.

“So, Jason?” You almost jumped and turned around. Dick was there, right next to you, looking dashing in a black tuxedo, his black hair perfectly combed backwards, a glass of champagne in his hand. You sighed. “I wanted to tell you.” He had a sour laugh and you definitely could understand why. “So he’s your choice.” “I believe it can work, yes.” You declared calmly as you focused back on Dr Thompkins. “So you don’t feel anything for me anymore?” You didn’t answer, not directly. Instead you looked for the right words. “I’ll always care for you, Dick. What we had was fantastic and I’ll never forget or regret it. But it reached its end.” “ Still, it had to be Jason. I mean, he is basically my brother.” He was mad. “But I guess it’s my fault. I’m the one who made you fuck him.” “ Don’t get angry.” You begged. “I have all the rights to be angry, [Y/N], don’t you think?” He whispered screamed. “ Of course but it’s not the right place.” He breathed in and tried to relax. You were right. It was not the place to make a scene. “You could have at least told me you were together before coming here with him.” “ I know. You’re right. I just didn’t know how to tell you.” “ Or you’re not sure he is really what you want.” Those words stung and made you widen your eyes. “That’s true. And you know it. Otherwise, what happened in your kitchen last time would have never happened.”

“What happened in the kitchen last time?” You turned around quickly. Jason was right behind you, brows furrowed and teeth gritted. “Nevermind.” You tried to call out his name but he was already gone, rushing towards the main hall, pushing people rather abruptly on his way. “I’ll go talk to him.” Dick said. “ No need. You’ve said enough.” You gave your glass to a waiter and followed Jason outside.

When you found him on the sidewalk, he was fuming. You approached him and put your hand on his arm but he rejected it by pushing it away with a scowl. “Jay.” You begged “ I don’t want to talk right now, [Y/N]” You didn’t reply. The parking valet arrived with Jason’s car. “Ask Bruce Wayne for your tip.” He mumbled before getting in. “Get in.” He ordered, pointing at you. And you obeyed, impressed and a bit scared by his anger and authority. You fastened your seat belt and he took off at full throttle. “ I’m sorry.” “ Just shut up.” He groaned and you looked down at your feet. You felt so bad. “What happened with Dick?” He asked, his eyes darkened by rage. You opened your mouth, unsure of your words. “We …kissed.” “ You kissed? That’s it?” He looked briefly at you, knowing that you weren’t entirely honest with him. You shook your head. “What? did you have sex?” “No.” “Then what?!” He shouted before he honked the car right in front of him and overtook it. “Tell me!” “ He … he fingered me.” You confessed in a whisper, definitely ashamed. “He fingered you.” He repeated with a forced grin. “That’s not fucking but that’s pretty much the same.” “ I’m sorry. I didn’t want it to happen.” “ Oh come on, [Y/N].  Don’t make it sound like he forced you. I’m sure you opened your fucking legs willingly.” You didn’t dare speak. He was right and he was right to be angry. “You cheated on me.” “ I didn’t know if we were really together back then.” You tried to defend yourself but it sounded lame even to your ears. “ What? You thought I was the kind of guy that would spend all his free time with a girl just for her pussy? I thought you knew me better than that” “ I know I fucked up.”   “ Yeah you did. I hope it was great though.” You frowned, saddened and looked through the window, hoping your sudden ignorance would stop this conversation. But it didn’t. “Did you like it? His fingers in your pussy?”  You closed your eyes. They were  filled with tears. “Jason please.” You begged. “ What? You can tell me. After all, if we are just fuck buddies, why should I be jealous. So, tell, me was he good? Was he better than me?” “ No!!!” You shouted, absolutely furious that he would talk to you like that. “No he was not better than you! And yes, yes I fucking enjoyed it. That’s what you wanted to hear? How I moaned his fucking name while he was fingering me? How I creamed his fucking fingers? And how I pushed him away when I realised I couldn’t do this you?” “ Yes. That’s what I wanted to hear!!” He screamed back as he parked the car right in front of your building. “You’re a crazy bastard!” You insulted him as you got out of the car. “ Come back here!” He yelled and cut off the contact to follow you.

He caught you back when you reached the main entrance, grabbing your arm tightly but this time you were the one to push him away. “Don’t touch me!” “ That’s it!” He yelled “That’s what you should have said to Dick!” You shook your head and growled as you entered the building. “This is getting ridiculous.” You tried to shut the door at his face but he held it back and followed you up to your apartment, still screaming at you except that this time you weren’t listening. “Listen to me, for fuck sake!” He shouted as he slammed you against the door. You gasped. It had hurt. And he noticed. He suddenly calm down to check if you were okay. But the calm was brief.

He immediately kissed you with a devouring passion and ardour that you had never experienced. His body pressed against yours, you couldn’t move. “Fuck!” He cursed as he forced his tongue in your mouth. You tried to struggle but you finally let in him when you fell his hand between your thighs, cupping your womanhood through your dress. You moaned, out of breath. “Now open this fucking door and let me fuck you like I never did before.”

You obeyed, led by a weird mix of passion, arousal, apprehension and rage. You barely had the time to close the door behind you that Jason took you over his shoulder to bring you to the bedroom, slapping your ass on the way. He threw you on the bed and you yelped, surprised by his violent eagerness. “He fingered you, huh?” He asked as he placed himself between your legs. “Very well. Tell me if it was that good” He tore apart your panties and immediately plunged two of his fingers in your amazingly drenched pussy. You whimpered and grabbed the sheets. “Oh god.” “ It looks like our argument got you all wet.” He began moving his fingers back and forth inside you, curling them occasionally, reaching a spot you didn’t know existed until now. You cried out. The pleasure was insane and it became even more incredible when he put a third finger inside you pussy and started fucking you faster and restlessly. “Jason.” You begged. “ Is it better than what he did to you?” “Yes… aaaah” You started convulsing when you felt a powerful orgasm building in your lower stomach and you immediately clenched around him. “Did he make you cum?” You shook your head. “Good… Cause I won’t make you come. either.” He pulled out his fingers, leaving you frustrated and so empty. “What? No.” “ Don’t complain!” He ordered. “Take off your dress and your bra, quick.”

You did as he said, still flustered by the orgasm he had refused you. He did the same and got rid of his black jacket, black shirt and black trousers. When he took off his boxers and you noticed how hard he was and how much pre-cum was already covering his cock, you bit your lower lip. Anger did wonders to him. He lay down on the bed and nodded towards his dick. “Stroke me.” You took his shaft in your hand and started jerking him off the way he liked it, up and down, down and up, caressing his balls with your other hand. He rested his face on the mattress, moaning a curse between his gritted teeth. “You’re doing great. Now suck it.” You get up and knelt on the floor, between his thighs. He always liked when you were on your knees. You took his cock back in your hand and started kissing the tip before licking the length, balls included. His pre-cum tasted so good. You put your hand on your pussy and started touching yourself, fingers deep. “ Who allowed you to touch yourself? Both hands on the bed, baby.” You moaned, so frustrated when he grabbed your arms and placed your hands on his hard thighs. “That’s sadistic.” “That’s call angry sex, baby” He grabbed you by the hair and thrust his cock back in your mouth. You took him and bobbed your head as fast as Jason wanted which was so fast it made you gag.

When his cock started pulsing in you he released you and lifted you to lay you back on the bed. He sat on your stomach an showed you his cock covered with your saliva. “You want my cock in your cunt?” “ Yes. Give it to me, Jay.” You asked as you touched it with your fingers. “All right. But first, let me cum on those perfect tits.” His voice was so low yet so sexy and he started stroking himself on top of you. “At least you’ll remember that I own them the same way I owe your pussy, your mouth and your entire body.” You moaned. He had never been so rough and dominant before. It was exciting. He came on you with a low grunt, spilling his hot white seed on your breast that he ultimately caressed. ”There. “He brushed his hair backwards with his fingers and lay down on the bed next to you. “All right. I guess you’re being a good girl. You deserve a reward. Sit on my face.” Your heart skipped a beat. The excitement rushing in your veins was like an uncontrollable heat wave. With shivering legs you placed yourself above his face and sat down just like he said. Jason’s tongue on your swollen clit made you wriggle and grab his hair. “Stay still” He slapped your ass and you gasped. He was doing so damn good but you needed more. You decided to ride his face and luckily for you he let you. He even growled against your clit. “Jason.” You moaned again and again as you sensed your orgasm growing back in you. “Please don’t stop this time. Please.”

Unfortunately, he wasn’t ready to give in to your desires and he pushed you flat on the bed. “What the fuck?” You tried to slap him, annoyed but he caught your hand and kissed it before turning you over so that you’ll be on all fours. “ You’ll pay for it!” You spat and groaned at the same time as he caressed your drenched folds. “You’re still angry? Perfect. Keep you ass up. Cheeks spread” He demanded as he put your hands on your butt. You soon felt his cock grinding between your cheeks. He was so hard again. “You wanted my cock, right? Now take it.”

He penetrated your pussy without forewarning. Hopefully you were still wet to welcome it fully without any difficulty. You immediately held on to the sheets, knowing how insatiable and rough Jason was when doggy style was involved. It was his favourite position because it allowed him to go as deeply as possible. He started pounding you, hard and fast, ballsdeep even. You cried out in the covers. But there was no pain, just immense pleasure. “You like it?” “ Yes. Keep going.” You didn’t have to beg him this time. Pounding you from behind was his thing. “ Do you want to try something else, tonight, doll?” He offered as he caressed your back “ That depends. What do you have in mind?” “ Trust me you’re gonna love it.” He said as he bent over briefly to whisper in your ear and kiss your cheek.

You yelped when you suddenly felt a wet finger entering your asshole. “You can’t be serious.” You declared, a bit worried. “I’ve never been so serious, love.” He replied, plunging his finger even deeper. “ Oh my fucking … ah.” You screamed. “Hush, relax.” He said as kissed your shoulder. “He’s going to be okay.” “I’ve never done it.” “ Well I’m glad to be the first … unless you don’t want it.” You stared at him. Anal sex?  You had thought about it quite a few times and it had almost happened when you both had your threesome with Dick. But it was scary  … especially because of Jason’s …size. “No I want to, just … be gentle, please.” “Okay.”  Funny how calm he suddenly was since few seconds ago he was all rage and so rough.

He added a new finger and you moaned, feeling something between pain and pleasure. “Okay wait.” He said as he straightened up to fuck your pussy again, his fingers still in your ass. “Better?” “ Much better, yes.” At least you could focus on something else than the pain. You felt him curl and twist his fingers to stretch your asshole but it was okay this time. “Don’t we have some lube in the nighstand?” He asked as he removed his fingers out of you. You reached out and opened the drawer to grope for the small bottle of lube. “There.” He took it from your hand and opened it to drop some on your hole. The thick liquid was thick and cold but the sensation was nice especially when Jason started massaging your entire ass with it. He put some on his cock too and tapped your asshole gently. “Ready?” You nodded and he entered you slowly yet easily thanks to the lube. You blocked a little scream between your lips and he stopped moving. “ Good?” When you nodded again he began thrusting into you slowly. His cock was sliding in your ass so perfectly. “Damn you’re so tight. Does that feel good, baby?” “ Yeah.” You moaned and you were so sincere. The sensation was different, weird but exquisite. “Grayson never fucked you like this right?” “ Stop talking about him and keep fucking me!” You complained. He chuckled and shoved himself deeper in you, making you scream his name loudly this time. He started pounding you hard and fast and put his fingers on your clit to stimulate it, rubbing it intensively. You felt your face redden as you had trouble breathing, overwhelmed by the divine sensations Jason was giving you. “What are you doing to me?” You managed to say between two cries of pleasure. He smirked. “Is it that good, baby?” You answered with a long guttural moan. “Are you going to come for me soon?” “Only when you’ll let me come back on my back.”

He pulled out of you, making you groan one last time and turned you over. “Like this?” He asked as he positioned himself on top of you, his heavy body running with sweat. “Yes.” You caught his face to kiss him and wrapped your legs around his waist. Gosh, how much you had missed it. And so did he. You could tell by the way he was groaning in your mouth. You grabbed his length in your hand and directed it towards your entrance. He chuckled and kissed your nose. “You’re eager, baby girl.” “ I want you in my pussy so badly.” You whispered with that sexiness in your voice that made him crazy enough to obey you without hesitation. He thrust in you again. “Fuck, you’re still so wet!” “And you’re still so fucking hard.” You declared as you dug your nails in his shoulder blades. He went in and out of you again, so hard you were wondering where he was keeping all this energy. “If this is what I get every time I make you angry, then I’ll do it more often.” You laughed “ Let’s see if you’ll say the same thing tomorrow morning when you won’t be able to walk.” You laughed but abruptly stopped when Jason grabbed your legs to put them on his shoulders so that he could go deeper inside of you. “Home straight, baby.” He joked as he took back his rough pace. You delighted over the sound of his balls slapping against you, of the wetness of your pussy and of the bed creaking under your weights. “Yeah. Just like that, Jay” He gritted his teeth to block a groan and kept going.

His moves were a bit sloppy now, his cock accidentally and occasionally sliding out of your drenched pussy. You could see he was tired. And he was panting like crazy, his face red and sweaty. So were you. But you knew he wouldn’t stop until you both reach cloud nine. “Cum for me, doll. Come for me so that I can cum in you.” He roared like a lion and you grabbed him by the neck to feel his crotch rubbing against your clit. “I’m close.” You purred. “Don’t stop.” He didn’t and he finally gave you the release you had wanted all night. It exploded like a firework, making you convulse and shake under him, making you clench around his cock, making you scream his name so loud your neighbours will probably complain tomorrow. “Jason … aaaah” And it lasted, sucking out all the remaining energy out of your small body until you relaxed against the mattress as if your body wasn’t in your control anymore. You guessed that’s what “fucking your brains out” meant.

Jason slowed down and you suddenly fell his cock twitching inside of you. “I’m cumming” He announced as he almost stopped moving. He roared loudly and let his seed spread inside your pussy, completely exhausted. It dripped out of you and ran towards your asshole. “Fuck.” He cursed as he collapsed on your chest. “You killed me, woman”. You laughed and kissed the top of his head. “ My poor baby.” He looked up at you with a fake frown and a hidden smile and pulled out of you to lie by your side. You put your head on his pectorals, listening to his loud breathing and to the strong heartbeats banging in his chest. “ I told you I would fuck like never before” He bragged. “ Well you were a bit mean at the beginning.” You complained as you caressed his hot wet skin. “You deserved it” Possibly. Certainly, yes. You told yourself. “But now, tell me. Who’s better?” “ You’re so insecure.” You sighed “ [Y/N]” He grumbled and you slightly straightened up on your elbow to admire him. “Who am I with, right now?” He smiled lightly. “I made my choice long ago, Jay. I just didn’t realise it soon enough. It’s you I want. To me, you’re better than anyone. And I’ll forever regret what I did. I won’t blame you if you don’t forgive me yet or ever.” “ Meh. I may forgive you tomorrow, when I’ll see you walk like a penguin.” “ You …” You slapped his chest and he giggled. He was so sweet and handsome when he was like that.

“I love you.” “I love you too, baby.” And he kissed you softly. Yeah. He was the best.

I guess the story will end with this chapter unless someone among you has an extraordinary idea to continue it. Anyway, I hoped you all loved reading it as much as I loved writing it.  You can send me fanfic request in my mailbox if you want to

The gif version is over here obviously

And I’ll see you all pretty soon,

Love,

Cee

Dat ass

Nicola Scott, a hero who loves Superman, Batman and Wonder Woman, pitching the Superman, Batman and Wonder Woman 80th anniversary covers: they all face the front of the cover in the same position, showcasing their different suits over the years!

Dc: Fantastic. Fantastic work, Nicola. Now how about Dick Grayson?

Nicola Scott, a hero who loves Dick Grayson but who also understands Dick Grayson on a fundamental level:

"ass."

When you bring me out, can you introduce me as 

                                                                   Joker? 

 JOKER (2019) dir. Todd Phillips

Red hood: animated

fan art

“Like you, I always wanted all three.”

Lana Del Rey

Taylor LaShae

Taylor LaShae

Paradise Kiss <3

Guy keeps photoshopping himself into the Kardashian’s Instagram pictures and makes them 10 times better (x)

Details of intense 〰 Stares.

obsessed 

Did I Scare You?

Part 1: Did I Scare You?

Word Count: 842

“Did I scare you?”

“CAZZO!” The young woman said as she threw a bottle at the three men standing in the doorway of her family’s restaurant.

The man who had spoken to her lifted his hand in caution. He didn’t smile in a way that was unkind, but the way his grin grew wide and crooked made her hairs stick on end.

“Hey Hey. Now we don’t mean no harm, doll. You can put that down now…That’s it. Sculpe. See my men and I are just looking for some real Italian cooking and we saw your family’s sign and the light on.” He stayed a cautious distance from the large chopping knife the girl held high in defense. She slowly lowered it but keep it between herself and the three black-coated men.

The men were driving back to Luca’s hotel two miles north of Small Heath, when Matteo yelled “ALTO!”. The three men couldn’t believe their eyes. In bright green and red letters read “Moretti’s Fine Italian”.

“To be Frank, Mister I don’t know you or your friends. Yous come here in the middle of the night, as I’m closing up by myself. How’s I supposed to know you’re not some Goons come and rob me? Listen you come back tomorrow. In the daytime. Capice?” She said with an air of finality putting the knife on the table and moving behind the counter. Her raven hair was bundled up in a knot utop her head. She subconsciously smoothed it as the men kept their eyes on her.

Luca, the one to whom she spoke, turned to his accomplices and nodded for his men to go outside. They tipped their hats in farewell and Luca turned back to the young woman.

“Truly I’m sorry for this rude behavior and this inconvenience, ‘specially now that I know you’re an American gal.” He smirked and twirled the toothpick between his teeth. “You’re from New York.” There was no question. New York cursing, New York hair cut—His eyes drifted to her thighs that showed through her night gown…New York gams…

“South of Worth Street and 9th. You?” A small grin twitched at her lips. She knew exactly what kind of man he was. From the moment he spoke, she knew the slow gravely drawl of a New York Italian transplant. His suit was cut in just the way, silk and blue, hat tipped just right. And the tattoo. Black Hand. Sicilian. She knew *exactly* what kind of man he was.

He tilted his neck to the side and showed her the length of his black cross tattoo. Maud Street.

“How’d you boys get all the way out to this Brittish shithole?” This time Luca smiled big and laughed full and loud. She grinned with him. When he contained himself, he pursed his lips and looked down, contemplating how truthful he could be with this girl. How truthful *should* he be with this girl.

“It’s too long of a story for this late at night. And you’ve already thrown me and my men out, sweetness…But I’ll be happy to tell you tomorrow.” He looked back up from under his brimmed tilted hat, dark eyes flashing a hint of truth.

She studied him and nodded. She looked as if she had made up her mind.

“You’ll have stuffed shells, veal, and some sausages. We’ll get some more red wine. Bring all your men at 5. You’ll be my guest. No other patrons.” She said briskly beginning to write down ingredients.

After a pause “You’d do that for me?” Luca said closing the distance between the woman behind the counter and himself.

“How disrespectful would I be, not to feed a fellow that made it here all the way from the Apple? Hm?” She said not looking up from her writing. She swallowed her smile and ignored his encroachment of her space. By the time she noticed he had moved, Luca was standing but feet away, looking down at her. He reached over the counter and his fingers tenderly raised her chin. Their eyes met and she stared at the man she had just thrown her most expensive bottle of red at. He studied her deep eyes, her wide nose, her plump lips as his eyebrows knitted together as if calculating a price.

“From the bottom of my heart. Grazi.” His fingers left her face and caught her right hand. She dropped her pen in surprise and gazed up at the dark man before her. This may not be the best idea. Maria help her. They might lose customers that day, but she wanted to see him, wanted to see his smile again, this time belly full of wine and garlic and pasta.

He brought his lips to her hand, giving a tender but quick kiss to her knuckles. “Buonasera, Ms. Moretti.” He backed away keeping his eyes on her, allowing his gaze to ravage her for a few seconds. When he gently let go of her hand, she found 100 dollars folded in it. Before she could protest he turned around, and quicker than he came, Luca Changretta got into the back seat of his car sped off into the darkness of Birmingham.

i love thissssss so much 

Secret Weapon | L.C. | Part One

Summary: Luca Channgretta has a secret weapon, and it’s just Tommy’s weakness. Tits.

Words: 1392

Tagged: @thosepeakybastards

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“Tommy” Shit. His aunt had managed to pin him to his hiding place every time. Even when he changed it momentarily. Sometimes having a psychic aunt was shit. Mostly, it was shit. “Look at me, Thomas.” He knew she wouldn’t do anything until he looked into her eyes. “What did I say to you? If you’ve not seen it before and you don’t know for certain where it’s from and what it’s motives are, don’t stick your dick in it! How hard could it be?!”

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100% accurate peaky blinders quotes: you just gotta have that confidence 

Rihanna at BET’s “Black Girls Rock”, red carpet. (1st April 2016)