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PINNED POST !

just a quick heads up.  my name is SCHIFF,  i go by they/them pronouns and i’m not a native english speaker.  for those who don’t know,  this is a roleplaying blog for PALERMO  from La Casa de P.apel   ――  which for all non rp blogs means that i kindly ask you not to reblog my threads aka the things that are in character writing.  they’re not short ficlets bc lbr that would be a v tiring way to post a story.  you are,  however,  free to reblog my headcanons and add to them if you want to. 

now on to the stuff for other rp blogs:

GOOGLE DOC  ||  MEMEs  ||  MY PROMO  ||  HCs  ||  NAIROBI  ||  BERLÍN

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not me cleaning up here before ive even seen season 5

[montblanckeeper]

[sarahsmemes]

PUPPET HISTORY SENTENCE STARTERS !     Episode 2: Stealing the World’s Most Expensive Necklace

note: some quotes have been slightly altered to fit rp needs.

❝ i am SO ready. ❞

❝ same prize as last time… ❞

❝ unrelated question: have you ever been catfished? ❞

❝ is her boob out? ❞

❝ i don’t see nothin’. ❞

❝ let’s hear about these schemes -  i wanna hear more about these schemes. ❞

❝ well, you would get REAL beheaded. ❞

❝ that blade was dull… ❞

❝ THAT’S ENOUGH! ❞

❝ you never look happy, you either look indifferent or very disappointed and angry. ❞

❝ nevermind, i had something way grosser in my mind. ❞

❝ i feel like i have to explain myself. ❞

❝ well, that’s insane. ❞

❝ YOU SAID GENITAL ORIGAMI! ❞

❝ and everyone got PISSED. ❞

❝ you thought you were safe. ❞

❝ god damn it, the prophecy fulfills itself. ❞

❝ so yeah, [ name ] lied to [ name ]. ❞

❝ who goes there? i’ll kill you! ❞

❝ you know what this means… ❞

❝ do you think [ name ] bought it? ❞

❝ [ name ] bought the hell out of it! ❞

❝ you’re in this situation, fix it. ❞

❝ it’s the god damn SATs all over again! ❞

❝ i was a horse girl. there, i said it. ❞

❝ god, i love sugar cubes. ❞

❝ alright, don’t give me a homework assignment, bud. ❞

❝ [ name ]’s story crumbled like a house of cards. ❞

❝ don’t compliment yourself, you son of a bitch. ❞

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[ DENVER ]​

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        It was definitely not the first time Palermo was being an idiot - he was one, right ? He was looking for trouble clearly, or attention… probably that last one. And Denver never felt that safe around him, or that much comfortable. Especially after he told all of that once around the table with everyone. Clearly, Denver wasn’t the only one thinking he was… borderline weird. He was just grateful he only had to put up with him for weeks for the second heist, then their lives would separate. But for now ? 

Denver is a man who has pride. He may be entitled to his emotions, he’s a bit of a braggart. And the game Palermo is playing with him ? It doesn’t feel safe for his rep. Denver is a badass ! As much as he respects everyone’s choices and sexuality, he just still doesn’t feel… at peace having Palermo around, only because of his personality.

Denver stared back at him with a weak confused smile, then checks the expressions of his friends as well. They wait… for his own reaction.     “ I’m not your type,”     he started, gesturing towards Helsinki,     “ Clearly I don’t have what he has anyway.” 

                       mischief marks the grin on spread lips and the shake of his head.  poor denver,  the newest subject to palermo’s whims,  but this behavior uncovers something else.  DANGER.   ❛   por favor,  don't sell yourself short,  denver.   ❜   he remains at a distance,  shouldn’t bring this game further than it already has,  but the man’s response is just too good to be true.

                      ❛   helsinki might be a big and strong bear,  a  TITAN,  truly,   ❜   the words are accompanied by the wiggling eyebrows.  obnoxious,  thy name is  ᴘᴀʟᴇʀᴍᴏ  and yet,  this carefree flirting feels more like  breathing to martín  than he has dared to do in years.  for a moment,  it feels like nothing ever happened.   ɪᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴛᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ.   a broken man has no place among thieves.   (  so palermo steps in.  )   he tells himself with the mask in place,  no one can touch who he used to be.   ❛   ――  but you're handsome,  too.   ❜

                      NOTHING  ever compares to andrés,  but it doesn’t mean he can’t appreciate what’s right in front of him.  helsinki,  who is so willing to please  and  denver,  ready to be eaten up like prey.  it’s beautiful,  it buries martín and allows for the predator in palermo to show  teeth.   ❛   and i like handsome just as much.   ❜

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Michael Cunningham, from “The Hours,” originally published c. 1998

[call-me-jerusalem]

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hello! this is going to sound random as fuck , but i'm working my way through lcdp & i'm already in love with it. i found your blog & i adore all your beautiful writing & portrayal & just !!! i'm indecisive , but i really wanna make a blog for lcdp -- i'm debating between rio , denver & tokyo , who would you rather see more of ?

                            well it is a bit random but it's also just kinda lovely to read i’ll be honest,  thank you ???  v sweet and very much appreciated lmao.  as for what character i would like to see idk ??  a good friend of mine writes a wonderful,  wonderful denver and i know there is a sweet rio around but just like with me activity is a finicky thing so maybe rio or tokyo ????  they’re both very interesting characters i would love to see come to life more tho.

[dankmemeuniversity]

[illc0rvo]

this is my fav look no joke 😳😳

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                                       𝙸'𝙻𝙻  𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿  𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.  𝙸'𝙻𝙻  𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿  𝚂𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶                                                    '𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻  𝙸  𝙶𝙾𝚃  𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝙻𝙴𝙵𝚃.

[pedroalonso]

Boom, boom, ciao. (insp.)

[montblanckeeper]

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[ ANDRÉS ]

@goldmelted·  asked:    “ ☾ @ andrés  “        /        sentences        /        accepting

❛  𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍  you’re  mad.  ❜    emotions  at  the  brink  of  his  eyes:  that  was  Martín.  SO  DIFFERENT  from  him…  manipulative,  calculating.  Breaker  of  hearts  &  souls,  forever  detached  by  anything  or  anyone,  as  long  as  he  could  do  whatever  he  wanted,  whenver  he  pleased.  &  yet—-  Martín  had  a  certain  impact  on  him.  Andrés  could  never  quite  fully  get  away  from  his  SHINING  PRESENCE.  Love,  on  a  deepest  but  unknown  level?  He  couldn’t  tell.  Embracing  or  rejecting  it  was  a  bigger  question.  An  impudent  smirk  brought  his  lips  upwards,  eyes  locked  in  other’s  eyes.   ❛  I  see—-  FIRE.  It’s  beautiful.  ❜

                            something has changed between the two of them.  it’s not bad,  but different in a way that martín can’t put his finger on it.   of course,   only for a lack of trying.   there is  fear  harbored in his mind that if he  DARES  TO  HOPE,  dares to give it a name,  it will disappear again.  the dread is all encompassing,  drowning out every other thought and martín  ――  he always feels so much  (  too much.  )  but that’s the thing about andrés,  beautiful  &&  powerful,  he can make martín  S T O P.  everything comes to a halt and catches fire,  the anger previously displayed vanishes with the last echo of poetry falling from the beloved’s lips.  the lover stills,  doesn’t throw the glass in his hands and instead looks at andrés.  a man painted to be alike to the gods calls him beautiful.  it’s wrong and yet all he ever wanted to hear.   ❛  ¿ estás en pedo ?  ❜

[pedroalonso]

Berlermo wedding, anyone?

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[ LYDIA ]

                    ❛   YOU NEVER SHOULD SETTLE FOR THE LIFETIME THAT IS HANDED TO YOU. there’s ALWAYS a line to be cut and someone to barrel through, and if you should find that you’re about to get the short of the stick ?  TAKE WHAT YOU WANT  ,  RETURN WHAT YOU GET.  ❜

                        ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ !   truthfully,  it’s not easily accomplished.  he had taken a kiss from andrés but returning the emptiness  he keeps inside his chest is impossible.   (   his beloved got buried holding onto martín’s heart for all eternity.   )   ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ !   ――   helsinki’s touch,  but once again,  he can’t return the rest.  LOVE  and affection;  no matter how he looks at it,  in either way one can take the meaning of her words,  it doesn’t work   (   no matter how much he wants it to.   )   a shake of the head.   ❛   che,   life doesn’t always let you do what you want.  es imposible,  chiquita.   ❜

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[ SERGIO ] 

                         the man sergio dragged out of his hole is not the man from years ago.  NO,  it’s not that simple but he can play PRETEND with the mask given to him.  -  ᴘᴀʟᴇʀᴍᴏ.  -  at this point,  he is but a superglued human,  proof that breathing is enough to exist and fool others into believing he is alive and well.  they don’t know there is more to martín berrote than meets the eye,  but they won’t ever figure out the person he used to be.  one,  two,  THREE  people are here and knew someone else than the creature currently inhabiting his fleshly shell.   ――   he is being dramatic,  a lack of sleep will do that.

                        ❛   lo siento,  but we’re out of milk,   ❜   he hears himself say in a flat voice and slowly turns to sergio.  (  ʟᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴄʜᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴛᴜ ᴍᴀᴅʀᴇ  )  somewhere next to him is a broken bottle,  white liquid lazily crawling across the floor.  martín doesn’t know anymore if he is drunk or if it’s just sleep deprivation driving him crazy but does it matter ?   how is one supposed to sleep in a monastery when the GHOST of andrés is all encompassing and the man,  the legend himself might just walk around the corner and hurt martín all over again ?   it won’t happen.  ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɪs ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ.  the   PROMISE   to sergio is just to help him,  finish the heist for andrés and the faceless kid and then nothing.  no one says he has to pull himself together in the deep of the night,  when darkness obscures his weakness and the others can’t see how broken he is.   ❛   unless you want to ask the monks,  hermanito.  i can offer you water or something from andrés’ ridiculously expensive vine collection.   ❜

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when asked how she managed to come back from the dead, nairobi's reply was the sheer willpower to slap palermo across the face while in reality it's the fact that he really needs a hug and if no one is gonna give it to him, nairobi guesses she'll have to.

                                                      AMEN