๐๐ฐ๐บ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐จ๐ถ๐ฏ.
x AU Portrayal
x Head of the Peaky Blinders
x Businessman, Politician
x Rescuing @MadameOfMulo
x DeadDove 21+
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โ ๐๐ช๐ค ๐จ๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ช๐ข๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด ๐ด๐ถ๐ฃ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ข๐ต๐ฐ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค.
x An Adult AU of Wednesday Addams
x Admired by Death himself
x A #BloodyRapture Ship
x TW: Dead Dove / Blood, Death, and So on -
x MDNI - 21+ - Role Play
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with a heavy price. One that's proving well worth its weight in gold...
Have you gotten used to the grounds? We've horses you know... plenty of land aching for the touch of someone more delicate than I.
There's a plethora of things weighing my mind. Work, war... Pick your poison, Dear. [Folding his hands beneath his chin, Thomas leans carefully forward over the edge of his desk.
His sky-like gaze lifted to appreciate the nearing woman.] Saving such a beautiful woman came +
Meant for later? Hmm...
(Slowly she's making her way forward step by step.)
You sound like you have things planned, Thomas. (Pausing, her tongue drags across her lips.)
Head too full? But I should be the only one thats in it... (Cue the mock pout.) You've got more in there?
Oh... [That faint smirk was turning to more of a grin now with the exaggerated roll of his head back between his shoulders.] That's right. The curtain ties were meant to be for later. My heads too full... Maybe you can help with that?
(She's giving a gentle scoff followed by turning her head to hide the faint blush creeping over her cheeks.)
Ah my dear... You've already forgotten? It was your shirt... Not curtain ties...
My eyes narrow, a slow smirk curling at the corner of my mouth.
"Maybe so, Grace. Maybe Iโm gettinโ old. But even an old dog knows when to bite. Empires donโt fall because a manโs lost his touch โ they fall because the wrong ones think theyโve won."
Taking a slow drag of my +
โ Iโve seen you bring down whole empires with half a bottle of the best Irish in ya, Tommy. Maybe youโre losinโ your touch. Gettinโ old, I sโppose.
She shrugs.
โ Just doinโ what barmaids do bestโwatchinโ. Old habits, yโknowโฆ they die hard.
cigarette, I lean closer, voice low.
"And watchinโ, like you saidโฆ well, thatโs how you learn whoโs bluffinโ and whoโs ready to bleed."
He straightens up, eyes still locked on her.
"So donโt you worry about me. But if you're hintin' at pourinโ the whiskey for me and keepinโ +
๐๐ฐ๐บ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐จ๐ถ๐ฏ.
x AU Portrayal
x Head of the Peaky Blinders
x Businessman, Politician
x Rescuing @MadameOfMulo
x DeadDove 21+
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anger. Not even surprise. Just that slow, silent grind of a man deciding whether a truth was worth the weight it carried.
My gaze stayed on herโunblinking, unreadable.
Like I was still tasting her words for poison before swallowing them whole. She didn't exactly match the +