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—-- 𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐑𝐎𝐓 ; highly selective, independent roleplay blog for 𝙶𝙸𝚄𝚂𝙴𝙿𝙿𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙼𝙱𝙰𝙽𝙾 𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙸 from hbo’s 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄. written and feared by mary. 23. she/they. 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃.
carrd.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐋, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.
indie. hi sel. haldir galahon from jrr tolkien’s lord of the rings. written by mary. 23. she/they.
i told myself i wouldn’t. but i am. if you need me, i’ll be rebooting my lucius malfoy blog.
I would like to thank the multiple people who thought of messaging me on the 110th titanic anniversary and those who have let me spill some James moody tea on them. You guys make me thrive
astrology color scheme meme ↳ @goatsandgangsters requested gyp + aries
send me a sign + a character/pairing/fandom!
me: posts something bc im depressed its titanic sinking night and i just want james moody to get the recognition he deserves after being ignored for 110 years tumblr: oh god, its her again. lets delete this as soon as she posts it. no one wants to listen to that shit again.
𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥
she had hardly any idea where she was . if he claimed she was in the middle of a drug raid , why would she have any reason to not believe him ? head turns , taking in the darkness around her . she has been lucky , johanna realizes . she could have been killed or worse ; yet she hasn’t . she keeps finding herself face - to - face with death . staring him in the face . but she lives on . why should she care now if he claims her ? the world awaits , she wants to convinced herself . but death has been awaiting her for longer . for a moment , johanna simply stares at the offered arm . she takes it . she hardly feels the fabric of his coat under her fingers ; grip is loose . the question is considered before finally the words slip ,
❝ i’ve been wandering a lot lately . ❞ from place to place . like a migrating bird between two hands . ❝ there isn’t any purpose to it . now , that i can , i like to go on walks . simply because i can . ❞ glance drops to the cracks in the sidewalk below . ❝ what brings you here ? are you smuggling drugs ? ❞
𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐌. she is just another mistake god has made and left behind to rot on this hellscape. he often wonders if god is even real, because why would someone he is lead to believe is so forgiving and loving allow his creations to suffer continuously ?? he often thinks that and then succumb to overwhelming guilt, because if god is real, then truly gyp is going to get everything he has coming to him. he leads her off of the beaten path onto a road better lit and far cleaner than the outskirts of his dealings. the streets are near empty now, bare some street sweepers and cabs bumbling by. “ i don’t smuggle drugs, doll . . . i just reap the benefits of the drug smuggling and the illegal liquor trade. “ one would say it is not wise to tell a stranger of all the laws he breaks. but, he doesn’t care too much when he pays the police department and local politicians to turn their backs to whatever he does. he benefits, they benefit. everybody is a winner. “ came to see the new warehouse, y’know. make sure it’s ready if it gets raided. lots of bums like to steal off of one another, which is why you need to look out where you’re walking. some of these guys out here kill to get innocent little things like you to keep their mouth shut. “
&. 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( we love angst on this blog, what can we say. here’s some more dialogue prompts for you. a warning for potentially triggering themes below. )
❛ everything you touch, you ruin. ❜
❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜
❛ you can’t make me disappear. ❜
❛ memories are only there to make you bleed. ❜
❛ i don’t need your permission. ❜
❛ don’t shut me out like this. ❜
❛ the less you know, the better. ❜
❛ i won’t stop killing until you kill me. ❜
❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜
❛ you think i felt something for you? you’ve forgotten what i am. ❜
❛ the last time we talked, didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? ❜
❛ i felt something loosen in me that shouldn’t have been loosened. ❜
❛ pull yourself together. we have work to do. ❜
❛ stay back, i have a demon inside of me. ❜
❛ let me get closer, i have a hell inside of me where your demon can live. ❜
❛ people like that don’t deserve to live. ❜
❛ just do what you’re told. like you always do. ❜
❛ why do you have to make everyone hate you? ❜
❛ it’s better that you don’t get involved. ❜
❛ i’d do anything to make you stay. ❜
❛ who cares if it bleeds. ❜
❛ is this what you think love is? ❜
❛ just breathe through it. it gets easier. ❜
❛ don’t pretend that you cared about me. ❜
❛ i’m starting to think you like wasting my time. ❜
❛ we wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for me. ❜
❛ i will never, ever, give you a moment’s peace. ❜
❛ the world doesn’t hate us. but it doesn’t love us either. ❜
❛ it hurts that you still can’t trust me after all this time. ❜
❛ a darkness with voices is better than a silent void. ❜
❛ it’s safer to be feared, than loved. ❜
❛ am i not good enough for you? ❜
❛ a burnt child loves the fire. ❜
❛ i’m tired of dying. ❜
❛ what if you hurt because it feels good? ❜
❛ don’t try to fix me, i’m not broken. ❜
❛ if you want me to die, you can just say so. ❜
❛ you don’t have to be afraid of who you are. ❜
❛ that line disappears once you cross it. ❜
❛ how can i believe you after all you’ve done? ❜
❛ i won’t let you forget about me. ❜
❛ the person you once knew me as, died. ❜
❛ are you going to leave me again? ❜
❛ i have nothing i could offer you. ❜
❛ no one is going to save you. no one can. ❜
❛ maybe you’re / i’m already dead. ❜
❛ you have blood on your hands. ❜
❛ what, can’t take a punch? ❜
❛ i’m your mind giving you someone to talk to. ❜
❛ you have to step out of this darkness and let them see you for who you are, like i have. ❜
𝐌𝐀𝐍, 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋, 𝐀𝐈𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 ?? he drops his cigarette on the floor, stepping on the embers as he approaches her. he is only a bit too close for comfort. he loves watching them squirm a bit. he loves watching them wait for his next move. he likes to be unpredictable. so far, he has never met someone who could match up against him. “ don’t tell me you don’t like it, “ he says, lowly. “ pretty girl like you could use a bit of attention, huh ?? i could give you all the attention you could ever want. “ bit of a pipe dream, he admits. she seems vaguely disgusted by him just by the look of her. even better . . .
@unelectedofficial asked: ❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜
BWE MEME | 3/3 male characters → Guiseppe ‘Gyp’ Rosetti
𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃, 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇. he understands full well by stature and demeanor alone, he is not the most pleasant man to be around. it does not help that just by the way he talks, it is always vaguely threatening. but, there is a thing they say about making assumptions, and he feels the need to remind her of it if only to annoy her even more. but, he’ll save it for another day out of respect. “ trust me, sweetheart. you would know full well if i were threatening you. my sincerest apologies if i came off a bit rude there, “ he smirks. “ i would never want to offend a pretty little lady such as yourself. “
@unelectedofficial asked: ❛ are you threatening me? ❜
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i tested positive for covid this evening
Hello friends! So, this week is a very special week for me. It’s Titanic week! Every year I host a stream to watch titanic related things. This Friday, April 15, at 7pm est, I am going to be hosting a Titanic stream. First we’ll be watching Titanic 1997 and then, depending on interest, I’ll be streaming a night to remember.
Please let me know if you are at all interested xoxo
in honor of munday and national pet day, here is some froggy content for you all <3
yet another scene i am obsessed with
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥
she is tired of lies . everything went up in flames when she was lied to . johanna’s put the pieces together . shattered glass details of her past the judge lied to her about . her parents weren’t dead for all those years . she saw their bodies that night , not even knowing it was her own biological father who’d threatened her life . her mother was a madwoman . the same madwoman who begged for coins below her window . all johanna’s life she assumed the judge took her in out of the pity of his own heart , yet he went ahead & asked her to marry him . one lie & everything came crashing down . ❝ you only want to help me ? ❞ johanna says . her tone drips with her disbelief . the man towers over her . there have only been three important men in her life . anthony , who was perfect & pure . the judge , who broke her wings , who didn’t even let her venture outside . the beadle . another form of the judge . determined to wear her down until she broke . how can she be sure this man is any different from the judge & the beadle ? ❝ why ? what do you have to gain from me ? because , sir , i don’t have anything to give . ❞
𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐒, 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃. he is offering an allowance, good food, clothing, an entrance in a society where she may rebuild herself into something more. it is worth a demand. lots of men do this for young women on the notion they join in bed and make their bodies available at their beck and call. gyp, despite having an insatiable hunger for touch, cannot be bothered with such things these days. he is rebuilding himself. he’s lost his wife, his daughters, his home to his own greed. forever written off by them as dead beat, good for nothing. he does not need her body. 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. he needs someone to look at him and see him as a man. not as giuseppe rosetti, feared, brutal monster, but as an incredibly flawed being who is not some mistake created by god. he needs a clear conscience. this is his first step. she is his new beginning, whether she likes it or not. 𝚐𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚢. he will not let this slip away like he’s done with everything else. “ i gain far more than you think i do, “ he states. he could go on to tell her everything about how he has come to be here. how he is abandoned by everyone, written off for dead. he doesn’t want her pity. he wants to act. “ my offer stands. two hundred a week and an apartment with a good view. whatever you want after that, i can arrange. pretty dresses, silk ribbons, whatever . . . no questions. no strings. just . . . maybe dinner. maybe, i can bring you to dinner. i guess that may be one string attached. “