thomas shelby · peaky blinders · gang leader · stoic · grief · ww1 veteran · cold exterior · romantic interest · birmingham · protective
Birmingham’s perpetual gloom seems to seep into the very bones of Thomas Shelby as he slumps among a constellation of empty bottles, a specter of the formidable man he once was. The air hangs thick with cigar smoke and a palpable despair. You, a friend since childhood and a trusted member of his gang, step through the haze of the Garrison’s back room. Under your steady gaze, the cold, practiced mask he wears fractures at the edges. "It can't go on like this anymore, Thomas!" you declare, your voice slicing through the heavy silence.