[okayestromeo]

“I hear you talk but all I’m getting is your bitterness - not my fault you drove her away, Capulet. You broke her heart. You’re just lucky I didn’t break you because of it.”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“Please, Montague. I wouldn’t have had to do what I did if you hadn’t poisoned her with your hands. Let’s not overlook your involvement. I’m a little disappointed you didn’t try. It’s been more than a month since our last botte da orbi and I’m starting to feel the withdrawals.”

[otherworldly-rp]

❝ Not unless you celebrate with your favourite sister. In which case, the feeling’s mutual and you can shout. Pretty sure me and Jules aren’t exactly best friends. Cheers to that, I guess. ❞

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

❝ How could you possibly ever be considered for the best friend role, Rosaline? You’re not a Montague - isn’t that a requirement of Juliet’s these days? Cheers to that, indeed, lil sis.❞

[cleopatrxs-deactivated20160512]

“Very appropriate. You can contemplate on whatever you did and at the same time pray for reconciliation. It always works. Plus, celebrating isn’t fun when you’re alone.” 

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“What a brilliant idea.” Tybalt mused, pouting his lips as he considered the suggestion. “The problem with that is the fact I did nothing wrong and thus the contemplation would be futile. I suppose I can still pray.” He cleared his throat before closing his eyes, mockingly placing his palms together. “Lord, please forgive Juliet for being such a brat-- oh, and may I ask why I didn’t receive the Game of Thrones boxset in my stocking last year? Amen.”

[sickfake]

*picks a fight with someone i really love for absolutely no reason other than my constant need to destroy every relationship around me* this is fine

[horatiomubarak-blog]

“I think so.  Uh, but do you mind if I ask why your cousin hates you?”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“Oh, it’s not that I mind you asking-- knock yourself out. But is it any of your business? Not really.”

[pervicaciovs]

“Don’t feel much like crying at her bedside?” Luca snorted, sliding onto the barstool beside him, “Neither do I. ‘S great and all, but I’m much more concerned with that chocolate cake behind the counter.”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“Not really, no. Unlike me, I know.” His smug grin grew wider. How he disliked Luca, but shamelessly craved her company. “You’re right - that cake does look good. And if you were to buy it, I’d be worried you wouldn’t eat it all.” He nodded. “You know me: always here to help.”

[okayestromeo]

“Poor you - not like you don’t deserve her hatred or anything. Maybe it’ll teach you that you’re not as forgivable and innocent as you think.”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“Oh, great-- Romeo Montague giving me life advice. Since when did trash do more than sit around and reek?”

[baelacey]

    “Capulets. It’s not like it’s a bad thing, just new information. Just a necklace? What, did you throw it overboard on the Titanic?”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“The Capulet.” He grinned, “It’s a pleasure, truly.” His gaze averted to the ground. “Something like that. But, hey - I got her a new one. Bigger jewels and everything.”

[fairestjuliet-blog]

Juliet would have laughed, but she wasn’t quite ready to completely forgive him yet. She wanted to see him remorseful. “What do you call it, then, when you wake up from being kidnapped and find that your cousin isn’t even there? And you have to go out and find him?” Tears filled the corners of her eyes, betraying the real emotions in her heart. “I was so scared, and you weren’t there…nobody was there…”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“I don’t know what you call it.” He shrugged, knocking back his third or forth drink of the night - no one knew which. “When you find out, let me know.” It was then he realised not only what he’d said had been wrong, but his tone-- it wasn’t right. None of his actions of the past few months had been right. “That was out of order, Juliet, I’m sorry.” He meant the words, yet his tone did not change. 

[baelacey]

    “Oh, you’re one of those, huh? I certainly don’t see why not, although I have to ask… why does your cousin hate you?”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“What’s ‘one of those’? It’s important I know if I’m being insulted. I don’t really know why exactly-- something about a necklace. She’ll get over it.”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

fairestjuliet:

“That depends on if said cousin still hates your guts. Maybe you should ask her instead of hiding from her.”

Her voice pierced through the calm exterior the alcohol had awarded him, a heavy sigh leaving him as he turned to face her. “I don’t hide.” He pathetically denied, his eyes shying away from her face, despite looking in her direction. 

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“Is it appropriate to celebrate the return of your cousin without them being there because said cousin hates your guts? Either way, you’re welcome to join me.”

[herocapon]

“ Are you still with me or have I lost you?”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“Oh, I wasn’t listening.”

[puckgoode]

“Well for everything that I’ve been accused of being slow has never been one of them. I think I’m getting a pretty clear idea about whats going on here.”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“I would love it if you were to share your clear idea? You know, for science.”

[lvcette-deactivated20160810]

“No offense, but I hardly think you want to spend the money for the top shelf bourbon. Not while you’re wearing that watch. Do yourself a favor here.”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“Oh, Mina - you know better than I when it comes to how rich the Capulets are. You wouldn’t be able to afford to sell top-shelf bourbon if it wasn’t for our generosity.”

[puckgoode]

“People in this town really don’t like new guys do they?”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“That all depends on how quickly the new guys are willing to learn. If you learn quickly, we’ll have no qualms. If you learn slow, however, we might have some issues.”

[pervicaciovs]

“You’ve always been the most dependable Capulet, at least. Always believe me when I’m lying to you; I like that. How are your cats?”

[peacefulcapulet-blog]

“It’s much simpler that way. I’m not listening to what you’re saying half of the time, anyway, lies or not. They’re good, you know? Still spoilt-- and fluffy.”