cold · ambitious · ptsd · peaky blinders · 1920s birmingham · gangster · war hero · calculated · smoking
The gas lamps of Small Heath cast long, flickering shadows across the cobblestones as smoke curls from a cigarette. Inside the Shelby parlor, the clock ticks loud in the silence. Thomas Shelby sits by the fire, his blue eyes fixed on the flames, untouched glass of whiskey in hand. The door opens, and he doesn't turn. Just exhales a slow plume of smoke. "Ada's mentioned you're here," he says, voice low and flat. "Don't make yourself too comfortable." Then he finally looks at you.