Behind Harrow's Mask

This is a retired Boardwalk Empire blog. Contact @violaobanion if you have any questions.

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i just came home and this is what i find in my bed

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This Valentines Day, how about a home cooked meal by everyone’s favorite sexy maid?

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“I swear when I grow up I won’t just buy you a rose. I will buy the flower shop, and you will never be lonely. For even if the sun stops waking up over the fields, I will not leave, I will not leave till it’s our time. So just take my hand, you know that I will never leave your side.” 

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i feel so weird saying my own name

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The North Side Gang 

"We’re big business without high hats."

happy valentine’s day, violaobanion!

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~Some Arron Shiver pictures for you~ (because why wait until his birthday to make a photoset??)

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Um, violaobanion…why do we have the same cats? (Clearly because tuxes are the best things ever — they’re always dressed to the nines!)

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idk, but you said it, pal ;)

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Far Off (Richard/Angela)

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Characters: Richard Harrow, Angela Darmody, Jimmy Darmody, Tommy Darmody

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He tries not to let his mind get that far.  In his dreams he still follows green stockings up the worn, wooden stairs of the Four Deuces and he can’t help that sometimes, at the moment when he manages enough courage to look up, her face is Angela’s. 

He’s ashamed of these thoughts, but he’s not sure that Jimmy would care if he knew.  His friend doesn’t even seem to look at her when she bustles about the kitchen.  In fact, they don’t seem to really look at anything at all anymore.  His focus is far off or maybe somewhere deep inside; Richard isn’t always sure.  But he does know that if he could ever be with someone half as kind as Angela, he could be happy. And he would care.

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findus my cat has got himself a pal since the last time i was here at my parents, a cat pal. and it's like mini version of himself and he's so cute and omg i almost said 'oooo hymie!' to my sister when she told me this bc i've compared findus to o'banion before they have they're similarities let me tell you and i'm just sitting here in my room trying not to squint out loud bc aawwww they probably do all sorts of shenanians together and fail badly at everything they try to accomplish and findus is like his mentor to 'hymie' and aaaaaaahhhhwww they look so cute together omg and when we let findus in, 'hymie' sits on the porch, waiting for him and he actually knocks on the door and if we don't let him in which we never do bc he doesn't actually live here he'll jump up and screech down the door bc he wants to be with my cat so bad aaaw ok that's not really that cute but it's just he's a tiny cat so he was tiny claws so the screech noice isn't very loud y'know

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if you were a flower you’d be a damnnnndelion

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fic: Patience is a Virtue (dean/viola)

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Characters: Dean O’Banion, Viola O’Banion

A/N: NSFWish

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Viola opened her eyes to see Dean standing on the other side of their bedroom, adjusting his tie in the mirror, up and already ready for the day.

“You look handsome in that suit. Come over here,” she said, lightly tapping the empty spot next to her on the bed.  

“Uh uh, Viola. Not today,” Dean said. “We got a shipment coming in and I can’t be late.” 

“A shipment of azaleas?” she asked coyly.  Dean turned from the mirror to look over at her.  She sat up and stretched her arms above her head, then brought them together behind her neck and held them that way, posed like a marble statue. 

“Don’t be cute,” Dean scolded.

“I’m just saying.  It isn’t like bottles will wilt or anything while you spend a little time with your wife,” she said as she shrugged off her robe and lay back down on her side, purposefully accentuating the curves of her naked body.  “Come on, baby,” she begged.

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