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♱ BAKERSLAMENT ♱ independent literate roleplay blog for NELLIE LOVETT of sweeney todd: the demon barber of fleet street. canon-divergent & headcanon-based with inspiration from various source materials listed in the carrd.

medium-to-slow activity & semi-selective. baked with love by elfie.

carrd & guidelines (wip). wanted plots. starters. ask memes (always accepting).

aesthetic sideblog. nsfw sideblog.

also found at anthrcpophagi, awynter, quinnverse, scssenach

trigger warnings below the cut

#pinned.#elfie. 21+. she/her.

awynter

a lil' elfie activity update

I’m currently in a show rn so rehearsals have been consuming most all of my time and energy, SO until it’s run is over my activity will be very low on all blogs 🙏

that being said the b.ridgerton hyper fixation is returning in full swing due to the new season so I will probably put most of my energy onto those blogs (@/awynter, @/nomdepen & @/quinnverse)! i hope to put out some starters & queue some replies that i owe here and there when I get time or a spark of energy! but otherwise my activity will be minimal until March 😔

that being said ! my inbox is always open for memes and my dms are always open for chatting and plotting! replies to all will simply be slower 🙏🏻

imy and ily all very much!

#( ooc ).

mcflymemes

"STOP PUTTING YOURSELF INTO DANGER!" PROMPTS * assorted dialogue for expressing your fear that the person you care about might get themselves hurt if they keep acting like this, adjust as necessary

i thought i told you to stay back.

i love you too much to let you get hurt like this.

this affects me, too, you know.

every time you leave, i sit up all night waiting, praying you'll come back alive.

you keep pulling stunts like this and something bad will happen.

do you have a death wish or something?

this isn't fair to me.

i deserve better than this.

i didn't get any sleep last night because i was so worried about you.

you promised me you'd stop going out at night.

i don't like hearing this.

you've been risking your life, and for what? so you can feel like a goddamn hero?

i said i would handle it.

what the fuck are you doing here?

you told me you'd stay put.

so much for laying low.

you remember how bad it was last time.

seems like you haven't learned anything.

i believe you promised me you'd lay low.

i can't keep doing this.

don't give me that look.

we'll discuss this later.

this stops now.

i'm tired of picking up the pieces once you've left.

you keep throwing yourself into danger.

you don't give a shit about yourself, do you?

i'm sitting here, worried out of my mind, while you're out doing god knows what.

that was really stupid of you, and you know it.

i thought you knew better than this.

what's your excuse this time?

you do realize what this does to me, right? seeing you get hurt like this? you know it hurts me, too?

you really don't give a shit how this affects me, huh.

that was the dumbest possible thing you could have done.

i need you to stop throwing yourself into harm's way.

that was completely unnecessary.

they had it handled.

you didn't need to step in like that.

why do you think you're invincible?

the last time you pulled a stunt like this, it nearly got you killed.

i can't just sit here and watch you get hurt.

what are you trying to prove?

you just like fucking with my heart, don't you.

this shit hurts me, too, you know.

you're not the only one affected by this shit.

you've got a lot of people counting on you to come home every night.

what happens if you don't come back?

you think we can just carry on without you?

you think i can handle things if you end up dead?

i'm not sticking around to watch you get hurt.

you're not even slick.

you think you're invincible, don't you.

quit pretending you've got everything under control.

let someone else do it for a change.

you can't keep putting yourself through shit like this and expect me to just sit back and watch.

i'm done with this.

next time you do this, i'm not coming back.

promise me this is the end.

look me in the eyes and tell me you'll stop doing this.

let the authorities deal with it.

you're making a big mistake.

is it worth dying for?

i've dealt with enough pain over the years.

#( ask memes ).

awynter

i've been sick the past week & finals week is coming up SO i will probably be mia possibly until the end of the year 🙏🏻😭 I will work in replies whenever I get a chance but activity will definitely be sparse

#( ooc ).

largishcat

this Thanksgiving consider donating to Indigenous Women Rising a native run org that helps native/indigenous women in the US access abortion and reproductive care

i've been recovering from severe creative burnout BUT with the holiday weekend coming up, I hope to pump out a few replies to get the nell train going again!

#( ooc ).

razorgleam

she cannot understand it. in the days of carefree girlhood, they were friends. they found worms crawling up from the dirt together. they snuck around corners to fantasize together. they played princesses and fairies. everything was together.

they're supposed to be together again. aren't they? by marrying benjamin, they have been reunited. they are supposed to be bosom friends, grasp each other's fingers out of excitement and squeal at good news together. nellie was supposed to be in her wedding. girlhood isn't so far away now. why does so much have to change as women?

❝ but we are equals, nellie, ❞ lucy says. ❝ we're neighbors. ❞ where is the girl from petticoat lane? where the other girl with the dark hair and the striking eyes? where are their dolls? ❝ we're just grown up, nell. i've got a husband. so do you. perhaps, we can't play the same way we did when we were girls, but we can play again. ❞

pale, perfect hand stretches out to touch her old friend's. a smile. an attempt to brighten the darkness. when her mother passed away, that was the role lucy played. she can do it again for a playmate, can't she?

❝ we can have tea together. not just tea parties that we played as girls. ❞ a light giggle. ❝ an actual tea party. we can go to the park together. one day, when we have babies, they'll play together. ❞ and she and benjamin have been trying. ( why is her womb still barren? ) ❝ those little girls and little boys will carry on our legacy. ❞ isn't that just perfect?

bakerslament

No matter how hard she wants to believe it, Nell knows they'll never be equal. They might've been, once upon a time, before their features rounded out and men began to take notice of them. Before they became bargaining tokens in a man's world. When did it all change? Nell wants to believe it truly changed when her best friend married Benjamin, the man that was supposed to be hers. She wants to believe that Lucy's simple misstep, the little grievance her friend enacted against her is where the divide between them began. But a part of her knows its always been this way. Nell has always felt inferior around Lucy. She had always been the darkness to her light, the shadow to her sunbeams. It's only now that she's found herself reaping the consequences of such shortcomings.

"It's not the same." Her bottom lip quivered in indignation. Lucy was right, but Nell was too stuck in her ways, too knee-deep in her own self-loathing to understand how easy it would be to level the playing fields. If she only held her chin up and smiled, perhaps life wouldn't seem so dreary. Perhaps if she pretended life was filled with hope and possibilities, she could convince herself that she was happy.

But she was too angry with herself, with the world that she couldn't bring herself to see past the dark clouds looming overhead. She was too blinded by her angst to see how innocent Lucy was in all of this.

"Those little girls are dead." They weren't girls anymore. They couldn't spend the hours toddling about with porcelain dolls and braiding each other's hair with frilly ribbons. They were women now, wives. They had duties and expectations to live up to, lest they be dragged away to the Bedlam. They were birds kept submissive by lock and key, watching the world from behind gilded bars. They were merely reduced to carcasses, hollowed out and hung to dry until they had nothing left to give, until they were nothing more than gristle and bones and dust.

When we have babies... The phrase sent shivers up her arms and Nell wrapped them around herself to fight off the feeling of dread. She'd never been keen on having children. She knew it was a wife's duty to provide children--sons, if possible-- but being a loyal wife didn't sound as terrible when she imagined herself in love with her husband. Even with Jakob, with whom she didn't truly love, she'd at least resigned herself to contentment with the idea of performing her marital duties. But Elias was different. He was cruel and rough. He was cold and callous. He was not Benjamin, even though she imagined his face every time her husband visited her in the night.

"Things are different for you. You love your husband; I loathe mine. I detest Elias with every inch of my being. I would rather die than bear his children. I'd rather gut myself like a fish than bring his wretched spawn into the world." Her words were gritty and grotesque and she hoped they unnerved Lucy as much as the thought of motherhood unnerved her. Nell let out a huff and crossed her arms over her chest. It was a childish gesture, pouting and puffing out her cheeks as though her sorrow would be enough to change the tides. But Lucy was the only one she felt safe speaking so boldly around. As much as she envied her friend, Nellie couldn't deny that Lucy was the only person she had to confide in.

As a confession rose to the tip of her tongue, Nell lifted her chin and spoke slowly, her tone low and conspiratorial. "I've been having strange dreams, Lucy. More and more frequently lately."

#nell is just being a big pouty baby meanwhile lucy is trying to hold their friendship together by a single thread #razorgleam #pregnancy mention tw #♡ queued ♡

have some homework to do then i hope to get a few replies drafted 🙏🙏

#( ooc ).

mcflymemes

PROMPTS FOR PRE ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS AND CREATING HISTORY BETWEEN CHARACTERS * assorted dialogue for giving your characters a history and giving them past things or events to talk about, adjust as necessary

do you remember what i told you last time?

have you been doing well since i saw you?

that's not what you told me back then.

when was the last time i saw you?

you were shorter then.

i'm picking the restaurant this time.

we've known each other since we were children.

always knew i could count on you.

that time was different. this is worse.

you're not going to let me live that down, are you?

i seem to remember a conversation we had back then.

so you changed your mind about it?

do you remember our encounter in paris?

you should know me by now.

am i the only one that knows the truth?

we had a lot of help back then.

your mom told me to look out for you.

you just love bringing that back up to annoy me.

maybe don't mention my past indescretions?

this was never going to work out between us.

i told you not to get attached.

i know more about you than you think.

i was there, remember?

i'm not about to forget all the shit you put me through.

you told me you were going to try and make this work.

remember what i said to you?

the last time i saw you, things were good between us.

you never mentioned this before.

that was the longest flight of my life, and you made it worse.

can i still trust you after all that?

at least we tried to make something work.

we never discussed what happened between us.

okay, but i'm driving the car this time.

i haven't forgotten what you said last week.

i'm still thinking about your comment.

i didn't realize it was you when i first saw you.

you seem to make a lot of enemies around here.

there's not much for us to talk about.

we worked it out last time.

i know you far better than you know yourself.

we have a long history.

is that the shirt you were wearing last time?

what don't i know about you?

i haven't told them about us.

you were the only person i could go to.

you know me.

this is bigger than both of us.

i can't stand your driving.

are you taking me to the place we had dinner last time?

that's not at all what you said.

didn't we agree on that?

i thought i made it very clear where i stand.

are these the same people that came after you last time?

are you still going on about it?

can we talk about it?

staying silent about it won't help.

you're the only person who knows the real me.

this is a bad time to talk about your problems.

#( ask memes ).

in-character-memes

PSA: don't be afraid to talk to me ooc to avoid god-modding

Roleplaying is a collaborative storytelling and not some kind of player vs player, where we 'aha!' each other about all slip-ups. Discussing things ooc might be not to everyone's taste, but it certainly is not a mark of a bad roleplayer, and I am all for the ooc communication.

Whether it's something in your drafts you need my input on, or in my last reply that you think might need editing, please talk to me ooc about those things.

*god-modding is deciding the RP partner's muse's actions; sometimes it's as obvious as writing 'they jumped in to save the day and snatch my muse away!', but other times it can be subtle, and a trade off between pacing and style because, for example, multi-para threads with multiple actions and lines of dialogue inherently assume my muse won't interrupt and just walk out halfway through.

#( ooc ).

obscure-sentence-starters

Sad and Soft {Sentence Starters}

❛❛ I took your hoodie and I’m not giving it back. ❜❜

❛❛ Please just… just hold me. ❜❜

❛❛ C’mere. Lean on me. ❜❜

❛❛ You look like you need a hug. Come here. ❜❜

❛❛ I’m never leaving this blanket nest ever again. ❜❜

❛❛ I know you don’t like hugs, but… I could really use one right now… ❜❜

❛❛ Just stay a little longer. Please. ❜❜

❛❛ It’s so cold outside, but you’re so warm… ❜❜

❛❛ I’m sorry. I should have asked first, just… it reminded me of you. ❜❜

❛❛ Let me hold you for a while. ❜❜

❛❛ It’s okay. I’ve got you. ❜❜

❛❛ Everything hurts. Being with you is the only good thing in the world anymore. ❜❜

❛❛ Hey, hey, don’t cry. It’s okay. C’mon, come sit under the blanket with me. ❜❜

❛❛ All I want to do is sit and eat cookies and watch cheesy romcoms right now. But I’d love some company. ❜❜

❛❛ I brought blankets, takeout, and your favourite movie. I know it won’t fix everything, but it might help. ❜❜

❛❛ Please stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone. ❜❜

❛❛ I made some tea. Now, do you need to talk? Or should I just put on some music? ❜❜

❛❛ I’m not going to leave. I’ll stay as long as you need me to. ❜❜

❛❛ Your hair’s soft… I just want to pet it until I forget everything but how soft it is… ❜❜

❛❛ Shh, shh. It’s okay. You’re alright. You’re safe now. ❜❜

❛❛ I know you’re hurting right now, and I’m so sorry. Tell me what will help and I’ll do it. ❜❜

❛❛ I just want to see you smile again. ❜❜

❛❛ This is stupid but… could you sing to me? You have such a nice voice, and I think it might help calm me down… you don’t have to, but… ❜❜

❛❛ Lay your head in my lap and try to get some rest. ❜❜

#( ask memes ).#♡ queued ♡

cyberstole

𝒜 𝒟𝐎𝐖𝐑𝐘 𝒪𝐅 𝐵𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐛𝐲 𝐬.𝐭. 𝐠𝐢𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐧

a series of dialogue prompts from the 2021 dracula re-telling. feel free to change pronouns as you see fit ! cw; gore, sexual themes, emotional abuse, & toxic relationships

❛ i never dreamed it would end like this. ❜

❛ there is no horror left in this world that can surprise me. ❜

❛ eventually, even your death becomes its own sort of inevitability. ❜

❛ i was so happy to be your marionette, at first. ❜

❛ am i sick to still think on you softly, even after all the blood and broken promises? ❜

❛ this is my last love letter to you, though some would call it a confession. ❜

❛ war is never valiant, only crude and hideous. ❜

❛ good. when life fails you, spite will not. ❜

❛ i will raise you out of the dirt and into queenship. and, i will give you your vengeance. ❜

❛ i wanted to break them, even more slowly and painfully than they had broken me, leave them bleeding out and begging for mercy. ❜

❛ water your mother’s flowers with their blood. ❜

❛ in this world, you are what i say you are, and i say you are a ghost. ❜

❛ bloodlust brings on a delirium that’s difficult to describe. ❜

❛ i have loved you too long to imagine you do anything without an ulterior motive. ❜

❛ i’ve never been looked at before. like that. ❜

❛ what is more lovely, after all, than a monster undone with want? ❜

❛ i was your little mouse, kept in a gilded cage until it was time for the cat to play. ❜

❛ i knew nothing except the strength of your arms and the scent of your hair. ❜

❛ your priest’s bedtime stories cannot account for us. ❜

❛ to know oneself, one’s limits and abilities, is its own power. ❜

❛ i was alone, and i was scared. i had no home left to speak of. ❜

❛ and god, how i adored you. it went beyond love, beyond devotion. ❜

❛ i wanted to dash myself against your rocks like a wave, to obliterate my old self and see what rose shining and new from the sea foam. ❜

❛ you turned a strong-minded girl into a pulsing wound of need. ❜

❛ what would you have me do, as ruler? ❜

❛ are you sure you aren’t a holy man come to lecture me on the sins of excess? ❜

❛ i was well-acquainted with violence by then. ❜

❛ but I had never outgrown my thirst for vengeance. ❜

❛ in my mind, i was god’s lovely angel of judgement, come to unsheathe the sword of divine wrath against those who truly deserved it. ❜

❛ you mocked my lofty aspirations, cynical as ever. ❜

❛ when will you give up this ridiculous crusade? ❜

❛ there was a darkness in your eyes and a tightness to your mouth i hadn’t noticed before—or perhaps hadn’t wanted to. ❜

❛ i would never leave you, my love. not for the entirety of my second life. ❜

❛ you seemed to me a fire burning in the woods. i was drawn in by your enticing, smoky darkness, a darkness that still stirs memories of safety, of autumn, of home. ❜

❛ it was like grasping at a flame. i never penetrated to the burning heart of you, only came away with empty, scorched fingers. ❜

❛ whenever we were apart, you left your essence caught in my hair, in my clothes. i scented the taste of it on the wind, I shivered and ached for it. ❜

❛ i was happy to spend countless lifetimes chasing the warmth coming off you, even though the haze was clouding my vision. ❜

❛ my piety was a sporadic, half-feral thing, sometimes lashing out at god with teeth bared, other times nuzzling against his loving providence like a kitten. ❜

❛ i felt my heart tumble down through my ribs and hit the ground. ❜

❛ it tortured me, how perfect you looked. i wanted to pull you behind the carriage and drain you dry. ❜

❛ i wanted to crawl between whatever was blossoming between the two of you and live there. ❜

❛ you’ve found cruelty to be an effective tool. ❜

❛ do you want her for your own? ❜

❛ ours is a solitary existence. it would be good for you to have a friend. ❜

❛ it’s as easy as breathing. one foot and then the other. and don’t overthink it. ❜

❛ you must never overthink any good and pleasurable thing. ❜

❛ you must sit with me tonight at dinner. i must have you close. i want us to be the best of friends. ❜

❛ i think i shall never marry, my lord. i will simply take lovers and never let any man shackle me with wedding vows. ❜

❛ am i to be bidden to my own bed like a dog invited to beg at the master’s table? ❜

❛ desire makes idiots of all of us. but you already knew that part, didn’t you? ❜

❛ there was an uncontrollable fire in you that was hard to look away from, much less resist. ❜

❛ all vampires find some way to stave off the monotony of an endless life, with hedonism or asceticism or a rotating door of lovers. ❜

❛ i’m talking about us, you and i. let’s be honest with each other, for once. ❜

❛ love was no girlhood game. it was an iron yoke, forged in fire and heavy to wear. ❜

❛ laying with you made me feel so vibrantly alive. it was almost enough to make me forget that i was already dead. ❜

❛ this is about your obsession with justice, isn’t it? ❜

❛ i was suspicious, and even more dangerously, i was curious. ❜

❛ i was the love that started it all, wasn’t i? ❜

❛ it has been a long time since i have felt clean. ❜

❛ like christ, i had become intimately acquainted with violence and the sins of the world, but i had not come away unblemished. ❜

❛ but it was not god who spoke.it was you. ❜

❛ you could have kissed me or slit my throat and either would have made as much sense. ❜

❛ i don’t know what I had been thinking, supposing i was strong enough to leave. ❜

❛ you made it into an art form, this quiet sort of violence. ❜

❛ i want to live. but i want to live in the world, not on the outskirts of it. ❜

❛ love is violence, my darling, it is a thunderstorm that tears apart your world. ❜

❛ love makes monsters of us, [ name ] and not everyone is cut out for monstrosity. ❜

❛ [ name], our sunlight, our destroyer. my prince cast in marble and gold. ❜

❛ he was as inevitable as a revolution, and heralded in just as much violence. ❜

❛ potential. you always loved that word. you were drawn to potential like a shark to blood. ❜

❛ look around you. what sort of life is this? ❜

❛ i craved you like maidens crave the grave, the way death burns for human touch: inconsolably, unrelentingly, aching for the annihilation in your kiss. ❜

❛ i still wanted to believe I was living in a fairy tale, that i laid down every night with a prince instead of a wolf. ❜

❛ before your time dear, just some dreadful victorians. ❜

❛ it took every ounce of self-control i had not to pin him down and tear out his throat. ❜

❛ the world has no place for us, we are wanderers by nature, lions among lambs. ❜

❛ we cannot exist only for each other. ❜

❛ i had never allowed myself to want this because i assumed it wasn’t a possibility. ❜

❛ i love you. look at me, [ name ], my jewel, my wife. i love you. don’t do this. ❜

❛ i was tired of waiting expectantly at your tomb every night for you to rise and bring light into my world once again. ❜

❛ i made you into my private christ, supplicated with my own dark devotions. nothing existed beyond the range of your exacting gaze, not even me. ❜

❛ i apologize if you were expecting contrition, my lord. i don’t have any to muster. ❜

❛ here's your demon, do what you will with him. ❜

❛ i think, someday, i would like to fall in love again. ❜

#a fave book of mine!#( ask memes ).

begging for a lavender marriage plot like this pls

#give nellie someone to adore platonically/fatally (or a girlie/enbie to love hopelessly/mortally!!)#( desired plots ).

“I’ve found warmth and friendship among you all.” from anthony (closestshave)

"Oh, please. I bet you're just tryin' to butter me up so I give you a free drink. Is that is?" Resting her hands on her hips, she smirked. He was sweet, she thought. A genuinely good man in this cesspit of a city they called London. It should've been comforting, but his easy smile and friendly demeanor only put Nell on edge, always waiting for the other shoe to drop. "Tell you what: I'll give you another dram of ale, and you tell me a good ol' story about your adventures on the sea."

#( answered ).#o1dmoney #closestshave

recordmemes

༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you weren't supposed to hear that.

don't look at me like i'm the only one lying.

want to tell them, or should i?

you think i don't know what you did?

i've hit people for less.

oh, i thought you already knew.

that's funny, you didn't say that last night.

say that again. i dare you.

you wanna talk about loyalty?

no offense, but if you're the last to know, that's on you.

go ahead - pretend like it wasn't your idea!

they deserve to know the truth.

you didn't hear this from me, but -

oh, so now you care?

don't flatter yourself. you were just convenient.

you crossed a line.

we had bets on how long it would last.

it's not even a secret anymore.

you don't get to cry about it now.

touch me again and see what happens.

say it again. louder this time.

you really thought nobody would find out?

don't act so innocent.

okay, but am i the villain for laughing?

tell me who else knows. right now.

this whole time, and you didn't say a word?

don't act brave now.

you're really gonna do this here?

it wasn't supposed to get this far!

you can't rewrite history.

oh, i'd never say it to their faces.

it was supposed to stay between us.

we're all thinking it, i just said it.

you're not as untouchable as you act.

do you even feel guilty?

they warned me about you.

go ahead, make it worse.

if you repeat this, i'll deny everything.

the next thing out of your mouth better be an apology.

you're about three seconds away from regretting this.

you keep pushing, and i'll push you back.

they're going to find out.

one more lie, and i walk.

they're lying to you.

you need to back off. now.

you're defending them? after everything?

don't try to hide it.

tell me, was i just a placeholder?

you really think sorry fixes this?

there's nothing left to say.

don't act like you're the one hurting.

i don't owe you any explanation.

whatever helps you sleep at night.

you should've seen this coming.

i hope it was worth it.

i told the truth. just not all of it.

you'll miss me before i miss you.

smile. you're ruining the mood.

i'd watch that tone if i were you.

it's not my fault you believed me.

you have such a talent for pretending you're innocent.

we both know this is over.

i never said i was a good person.

i thought you were different.

#she's a gossipmonger at heart!#( ask memes ).

bastardbox

repeat after me: i am doing this for fun. i am having fun. i deserve to have fun in this space. no one can take that away from me.

#( ooc ).

open to: m/f/nb ( not limited to mutuals ) ! notes: starter with alt fc linked here !

“Oi, we’re closed. Can’t you read the—? Oh, bullocks.” Her eyes darted to the crooked wooden board hanging from the window, the chalky word CLOSED staring at her. She’d forgotten to flip the sign over when she’d sold her last pie and now she was forced to make a decision—kick out a paying customer or toss something together last minute.

“Well, darling, we’re outta fresh pies, but I’ll tell you what: I’d be willing to toss together a fresh one for you if you’d be a doll and flip that sign over for me. Don’t need no more customers thinking I'm doing you a free service.”

#open starter #indie rp #indie horror rp #indie slasher rp #indie musical rp #indie victorian rp #indie gothic rp #indie period rp #indie historical rp #indie sweeney todd rp #sweeney todd rp

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