❛ ᴏɴʟʏ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ

        six were saved from the water. MYSELF included. six... out of fifteen- hundred. afterward, the seven-hundred people in the boats had nothing to do but WAIT... wait do die... wait to live... wait for an ABSOLUTION that would never come. ASK BOX.      GUIDELINES. and i've never spoken of him until now... not to anyone.. not even your grandfater... a woman's heart is a DEEP OCEAN of secrets. but now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way a person can be saved. i don't even have a picture of him. he exists now... only in my                   MEMORY.

[heartofoceans]

       ❝ winning that ticket, rose. was the best thing that ever happened to me... it brought me to you.   and i’m thankful for that rose.    i’m thankful.   you must do me this honor.  promise me you’ll survive.  that you won’t give up,   no matter what happens,   no matter how hopeless. promise me now, rose.   and never let go off that promise. ❞                                                                                                ❝ ..i promise. ❞

                       //jack dawson & rose dewitt bukater.                                                  written by caitlin and chloe.

[heartofoceans]

 ♥ kingofworlds.

           ❛   ——   WELL, I DUNNO.   is this a trick question ?   ❜      dumbfounded,    he stares back at her with the cigarette hanging from his   parted   lips.   ❛   ‘cause, i mean. you   are   smoking, so i wanna say yes..   ❜

       ❝ ... i retrieved it from the first class lounge... didn’t see the need to take it with me. ❞        she watched him for a moment, removing the cigarette from her lips and began to hold it out towards him, arching her brow.        ❝ you are more than welcome to try and light it... ❞

[heartofoceans]

 ♥ kingofworlds.

         ❛   hey, uh   —-   ma’am   ?   you got a light ?   ❜

        she blew out a puff of smoke in his general direction.   removing her own cigarette from her lips and started at him for a few moments.        ❝ ...does it look like i carry one on my person ? ❞

[filmslovers-blog]

He exists now only in my memory.

[heartofoceans]

        tfw.  you fully claim your best friend’s jack blog.  @kingofworlds   and will fight everyone who breathes in her general area.  CALL ME WHEN YOU’VE BEEN BEST FRIENDS WITH HER FOR FOURTEEN YEARS.  AIGHT.   THANK.

[thisisnotinuse-deactivated20171]

Dawson. Rose Dawson.

[heartofoceans]

 ♥ kingofworlds.

                                        it hits you, like a   thousand   knives stabbing all over your body; that he was right about. and though he   feared   the pain he knew he was about to endure, nothing meant more to him than   saving   this girl’s life; for he knew that she deserved this more than he did. frozen hands held onto each other as if they were both   desperate   ——   not for warmth, but for each other. rose spoke of letting go, and that’s the last thing he remembers.      ❛   DON’T YOU DO THAT,   don’t you say your goodbyes !   ❜         flakes of ice decorated his pale   ( frozen )   exterior. he made her promise, that even if he didn’t make it out alive, she would. and hearing her   agreement,   he did the one thing he asked her not to;   he let go. 

the blanket was   barely   doing anything to help his frozen, numb body. eyes that were once so full of life and excitement;   adventure,   were closed over and showing no sign of opening any time soon. he was awake, but his body was   useless;   listening to the girl’s breathing beside him, the light waves against the lifeboat, and even the fireworks which through lidded eyes were still   visible.   frozen lips parted to let out a breath of cold air; and he struggled to speak her name for a moment, desperate to have her talk to him so he knew she was safe.      ❛   R   ——-   ROSE.   ❜      voice cracked at the attempt, and though it was quiet, he had hoped she’d heard him.   ❛   c   –   ome josephine, n’ my flyin’   —   machine.      up she goes.   ❜

        her eyes remained on him,   slow cold breaths escaping and though she was still shivering, she kept her eyes on him.  not moving away.   not even for a second.   even with the flares and fireworks going off from behind them.   not even with the man whom pulled them out of the water yelling towards the other lifeboats,   extra blankets, no doubt.   for the freezing couple on-board.  hearing him talk sent relief across her entire body,  though it was quiet and she could hear his trouble.  he was alive and that was all that mattered.   even after that silly little promise she made,  she couldn’t just leave him behind ---- she couldn’t just let him go.

       ❝ ...jack... ❞        she responded back to him,   that confirmation that she was alright.   that he had no need to worry over her.    slowly she moved the once stiff arm to try and wrap it around him more. his frozen body giving off no effect to her.   she just wanted to be close to him.  as close as possible without letting go.   a gulp was heard as he began to sing.... sing the damn song that had been the basis of their time together.   josephine and the flying machine,    where was a flying machine when you needed one?    where was it when their heads were bobbing in the middle of the atlantic ocean.        ❝ t-thank... thank you, jack... ❞        she wasn’t exactly sure what she was thanking him for.  perhaps saving her life countless of times,   perhaps it was for even being her now.   or for even meeting him.

[heartofoceans]

        frozen fingers clung to the blanket,   the only source of heat.   the only protection they had from both their own freezing bodies and the surrounding cold air & water.   she hadn’t moved since they were both pulled on-board the single lifeboat that had returned for them...    twenty of them floating by, all with the room for more...   and only the single one came back.    her arms were wrapped around him tightly,   though he much like herself was creating any heat for her to hold onto.  instead; she had hoped her body would give off enough heat to warm him up.    he had been in the water for the longest and the fear of him possibly dying was still her only thought.    eyes lifted to look up at him, blanket almost covering her whole face.   hair of red on the edge of his chest.  for a moment those eyes just watched him,   watched him breath.   watched him remain alive for god knows how long,  before she gave him a smile,   dry blue lips cracking as she did.        ❝ ...we made it... ❞        it was no more than a whisper,   her throat incredibly dry.   and in incredible pain.   but she needed to try and re-ensure him. for her own sake.

        @kingofworlds gets a slice of pain from me.

[heartofoceans]

        i haven’t even written guidelines on this blog yet.   oops.  but it’s almost like 3am. so i’m going to be doing a couple of things for the main bae & then going to sleep because i’m super tired and can’t keep my eyes open for much longer.

[calebwells]

[heartofoceans]

       ❝           i saw my whole life as if i’d already lived it.  an endless parade of parties and cotillions, yachts & polo matches.   always the same narrow people, the same mindless chatter. i felt like i was standing at a great precipice,   with no one to pull me back,   no one who cared... or even   noticed. ❞        private rose dewitt bukater.