ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ·s ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

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kingcarnation:

❝   i  never  forget.   ❞          &  everyone  KNOWS  that  simple  truth.  play  fair,  NUCKY  will  return  the  favor,  double - cross  him,  he  won’t  TURN  THE  OTHER  CHEEK.  a  treatment  that  applies  to  EVERYONE,  blood  or  not.     the  statement,  bears  that  same  HINT  OF  WARNING  he  senses  in  eli’s  words  &  gaze.  half - consumed  cigarette  is  brought  to  his  lips ;   the  mention  of  their  ‘ father ’   SURE  TO  LEAVE  a  bitter  aftertaste  in  both  boys’  mouths.  his  brother’s  lighthearted  words,  however,  find  a  way  of  ALLEVIATING  the  weight  of  the  topic  &  he’ll  allow  a  grin  to  slip  usually  DEAD - SERIOUS  demeanor,  head  NODDING  SLOWLY  in  the  process.          ❝   well,  don’t  TRY  TOO  HARD.     ––––––––––’fucker  doesn’t  deserve  the  TROUBLE.   ❞          eli  could  just  as  well  leave  him  to  ROT,  for  all  he  cares :   not  even  FAMILY  TRADITIONS  have  the  ability  to  wipe  out  decades  of  built  up  resentments.          ❝   party’ll  be  ALL  THE  BETTER  without  that  killjoy  around.   ❞

And  CHRIST  how Eli knew it, even now Nucky would reference mishaps between them during their youth, girls they’d fought over, the oldest brother ultimately winning leaving his younger sibling with the spoils... if there were any to gain.  His memory proved problematic in business, even for his own brother.  Talk of their father would have Eli conflicted;  he was cruel to the both of them in their youth, but he was their father.  But still Eli would laugh, a rare luxury when in the company of his brother these days, talk of business and deals would consume their meetings... the days of a casual brotherly conversations were long gone, if they were ever here to begin with, Eli had little for comparison aside from the chatter between his sons... they’re better off than he ever was at their age, that’s all he ever wanted.     “ Yeah well when you reach his age I bet you’ll be wantin’ someone to look after you... or for someone to take an interest, “     he’ll  BUY  someone’s interest, they both know he doesn’t have to worry about that,     “ –––Not that ya’ got long to wait you old son of a bitch. “     Another laugh came then, louder this time, one that caught the attention of a nearby child.  They smile, glad to see their father so happy again, even if only temporarily. 

[boozelegger-blog]

Little note to say that my laptop has decided to break on me, it won’t turn on and I’ve lost all my icons for every blog, my psd and everything I had saved on it. I don’t know if I can afford a new one but I’m going to try tomorrow to figure something out. We don’t have another laptop/computer in the house so I’m going to be absent until I can figure something out.

[desolatebrother-blog1]

brb while I do the ducks, then I’ll be here, here  &  here for the rest of the day  &  night B))

[sanctitudinis-blog]

Morissey Sentence Starters

Because I need some Pope of Mope/The Smiths themed starters in here.  And It’s an excuse to look at all the Morrissey things.  Feel free to change pronouns or include names where it suits you.

- “It’s so shameful of me, I like you.” - “I know it’s over.” - “Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me.” - “No, I don’t want to see her.” - “You have never been in love until you’ve seen ___” - “It never really began.” - “We are the pretty, petty things.” - “Hey, give us your money.” - “I’m tired, and I want to go to bed.” - “The will to see you smile and belong has now gone.” - “You’re not right in the head.” - “No one I ever knew, or have spoken to resembles you.” - “Every day is silent, and gray.” - “There’s no need to be kind to you.” - “I’m not the man you think I am.” - “Give in to lust,” - “Heaven knows we’ll soon be dust.” - “Ask me, I won’t say no.” - “Coyness is nice.” - “Shyness can stop you from doing all the things in life you’d like to.” - “Don’t try and wake me in the morning.” - “I’m really glad to go.” - “There were times when I could have murdered her.” - “I would hate anything to happen to her.” - “I don’t want to wake up on my own anymore.” - “There is a better world. There must be.” - “People said that you were virtually dead.” - “They were so wrong.”  - “People said that you were easily led.” - “Behind the hatred, there lies a murderous desire.” - “It takes strength to be gentle and kind.” - “It’s so easy to laugh.  so easy to hate.” - “I didn’t realize you wrote poetry.” - “I didn’t realize you wrote such really awful poetry.” - “I will die with both of my hands untied.” - “There is no one on earth I’m afraid of.” - “Would you like to marry me?” - “This town has dragged you down.”  - “Everybody’s got to live their lives.” - “Heaven knows I’m miserable now.” - “To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.”

[hell--and-silence]

What’s my biggest fear? Easy. Ending up like my father.

Ten word story #39  (via ovalbound)

[desolatebrother-blog1]

guess it’s time to post a  STARTER CALL  !?

[wanttobelieve]

[notfoul-blog]

here have an updated muse list  &  try and figure out the theme…….

thomas barrow   (  downton abbey  )

mickey doyle  (  boardwalk empire  )

eli thompson  (  boardwalk empire  )

tommy shelby  (  peaky blinders  )

[rpingmemes]

Screw the rules, I’m doing what’s right.

(via poilineacht)

[desolatebrother-blog1]

meinhcrr:

sally pauses at the car door but gets in quickly, taking his coat at placing it gently on the back seat, her stomach tying in knots as he pinpoints where her mind is exactly ( damn him and how he always sussed her ) she wraps her arms tight around herself, not against the cold but against his question. she won’t reply for a minute. jut a minute, whilst her smile forms on her face and she turns to him, “ i say, shall we stop for a drink? “

Must he use the same tactics he and June use to lure the truth from their children?  AGAIN?  Eli used them far more on her than his own kids, they were much more cooperative and well behaved than Sally...  christ.  A drink did sound favourable;  his mouth began to water at the suggestion of applying whiskey to a drying throat, but he would turn against his nature for tonight   ( until he returned home and sought out his own bottle of the good stuff beneath this kitchen sink )  and resolve the hell that seemed to trouble his companion.  Eli would sit there a moment, fingers tapping against the steering wheel as he stares at the leather, there is no answer to be read in the worn texture, he already has it.     “ Don’t change the subject. “     he looks to her now, his pointed glare aims to pierce her,     “ Just be fuckin’ honest with me.  Can you do that? “

[latex-salesman]

[desolatebrother-blog1]

“It’s not safe here.”

dark sentence starters   /   @yoursenator

“ –––––– oh  YEAH ?  Who for?  Me or you? “     his tone of voice would suggest he didn’t care either way.  He wouldn’t move from his seat, his body as weary as his mind.  A finger taps against the side of the crystal glass in hand, only a small dribble of whiskey sits at its base, the rest having left the desired burn down his throat already.  A sigh would finally see him move––– to set the glass upon the nearby countertop, he returns to relax back into the chair a moment later.     “ It ain’t safe  ANYWHERE… for any of us.  The sooner you fuckin’ realise that, the sooner you stop lookin’ over your shoulder and deal with the  SHIT  that’s in front of you.  The worst don’t always come from behind, a gun between your eyes is worse than a fuckin’ poke in the back… for one, y’see who’s holdin’ it, and sometimes that hurts more than the bullet. “

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meinhcrr:

“ oh, sure. “ sally follows him, her lips pressed into a somewhat forced smile; though she enjoyed people looking at her – she tended to dislike eyes on her when they held distaste. her feet carry her with ease having shuffled from one office to the other on nights where mickey worked late, eli worked late and she just tagged along for the attention she got. her bag is discarded on the floor, blazer shrugged onto a chair and her along with it, kicking off her small shoes so that feet clad in frilly socks may wiggle and stretch freely. “ yes, mhm.. a bit tired, i suppose but – well, that’ll serve me right for saving all my work for the night before. “ she laughs shortly, though unease sits within her humor. she liked eli enough, but sometimes didn’t know if he was humoring her for his friend’s sake or if he liked her.

The closed door behind them is for privacy mostly, but Eli feels more comfortable with a closed door between hre and vile whispered comments;  if he can’t hear them, his rage would lessen.  The comments aren’t going to stop, but it  IS  on Mickey... he got her involved, protecting her from hearing things he has no doubt she is already aware of is the best Eli can do.

It’s like being at home, he realises upon taking his seat beside the desk again;  school bag discarded without thought, shoes kicked off somewhere nearby... a sight he’d be met with when he made it home before his own kids returned from school.     “ What you doin’ your work so late for?  You gotta do it, just get it out the way... you got any to do now? “

[psychonom]

You care and that’s what kills you.

Skins UK (via psychonom)

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kingcarnation:

❝   tell  that  to  the  VULTURES  waitin’  in  line  for  the  job.   ❞          &  they  are  LEGION  to  repel ;   THOMPSON’S  IRON FIST  formidable  enough  for  the  task     (  including,  but  not  limited  to,  the  SAFEKEEPING  of  prized  chair  &  office  ).          ❝   ––––––––––sure,  they  are !   they’re  FAMILY.   ❞          that  concept,  again.  WIELDED  MORE  as  an  excuse  than  real  principle,  for  lack  of  a  precise  UNDERSTANDING  of  what  the  term  meant.  his  own  legacy  spreads  through  FAME,  NOT  GENES ;   &,  really,  he’s  fine  with  that.  what  was  it,  the  commodore  had  said ?   «  WORK  UNTIL  YOU  NO  LONGER  HAVE  TO  INTRODUCE  YOURSELF.  »   safe  to  say  he’s  succeeded  in  that,  if  nothing  else.     a  brief  nod  to  confirm  his  SOLE  PRESENCE :   he’ll  keep  the  plus  one  ticket  for  babette’s  luxurious  parties,  like  he  always  does.          ❝   is  dad  gonna  be  there ?   ❞

–––says the vulture WITH  the job.     “ GOOD... just as long as you remember them. “     spoken as though a warning, Eli would glare at his brother a moment, brows raised before allowing the conversation to move on;  he stood in no want of an argument, not today.  Of course he’s  PROUD  of his brother for getting where he is today, and he’s sure their father is too   ( even if he never shows it ) , their mother... their sister, they’d be filled with such  GLEE  were they still around to see how popular Nucky is, how powerful... he practically has a piece of everything in town... and that is where their displeasure may stand.  A prestigious man in appearance, corrupt where it counts... what a thought from the brother glad to act on any command such a man would bark his way.  Does Nucky even consider the guilt his little brother feels?  DOUBTFUL.     “ Maybe––– we’ll try but... you know how he is. “     especially if he means to attend,     “ Guess I should have started earlier, it takes a whole fuckin’ year to get him to agree to come to these things. “     It was his attempt at humour, and if his brother missed it, then he might note his  ( poor )  jest in the smile he throws his way.

[desolatebrother-blog1]

“I loved you from the start.” ///////////// wwwwwwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhhha

florence & the machine   /   @meinhcrr​

" You  KNOW  y’shouldn’t. “     a sigh would see him shift in his chair, fingers busy themselves by smoothing out few creases that dared mar his suit pants, Eli wasn’t comfortable until any slight ruffle had been eradicated.  He looks to her now, swallowing as he wills that distance between them;  he’s fond of her,  FUCK  he thinks of her as his kid... she  IS  a kid, way too far from home and too young to be doing this kinda shit     (  he thinks, he doesn’t like the idea of his eldest daughter leaving the house until she’s in her mid 30′s, he’s gotta protect her, it’s his  JOB  ) .     “ Look––– Sally, I get it was all fun an’ games to you at the start, but I can’t give you anythin’ like that... I got my kids, my wife, you’re part of the family... so just  STOP  with that, will ya’?  It ain’t good to keep goin’ on about it. “

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okay new icon  &  mobile header thing whatever.  time to do things  &  look productive.