Sooo who’s gonna write some Bobby Cannavale fanfics? Preferably x-readers?
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Sooo who’s gonna write some Bobby Cannavale fanfics? Preferably x-readers?
Doesn't matter how long it's been since I watched this show, "Sneaking around like a fucking dentist with ether", "Why don't you go sit in the corner, shortpants?" And "Fucking breadstick in a bowtie," will live with me always.
Ruthless, psychopathic, and pathetic catholic men with severe anger issues who are willing to do whatever it takes to overthrow the established order.
This scene had me on my knees.
How to not make friends, a guide by Gyp Rosetti.
Boardwalk Empire, “Two Imposters”, s3x11
I think given the right circumstances Gillian and Gyp could’ve been such a power couple. Not any circumstances which could’ve arisen from canon I hastily add, given Gillian has so many walls and performative masks that I don’t think she even begins to figure out who she really is until s5 when she’s with Roy and finally lets go of the idea of getting Tommy back (not that it lasts very long) so she never would have revealed anything remotely genuine to Gyp, especially since, y’know, he invaded her business and basically took both it and her hostage..
It’s just, Gyp of all the gangsters is probably the worst at keeping his own mask in place; he’s on the verge of tears almost all of the time, whether they be from anger, sadness or inadequacy. He’s incredibly insecure, about his background, his intellect, his grasp on power, and his place within it all.
They both know what it is to live inside a persona you hope to God the people around you will respect. They exemplify the extremes of the spectrum for how their genders survive in their world; Gyp, loud, through anger and violence and strong-arming, Gillian, quiet, through appeasement and manipulation and influence.
Gyp, rather antithetically to his persona and relative to the other men in his hoard, is quite respectful of women (feminism win! the man who used a woman as a human shield probably would have used anyone regardless of gender the same way in that situation!) and genuinely seems to want to worship Gillian, which is something she’s never experienced before and, honestly, I think she deserves. He doesn’t even take it personally when she ties to drug him (“I don't blame you, Red. I really don't. But the thing of it is, somebody's always got to lose.”) whereas he’s killed men horrifically for far less.
Perhaps if they’d come into each others lives earlier, found themselves in circumstances that lead to them be honest, sharing their real selves. (This is an ongoing theme of the show: what you do or don’t say to the right or wrong people and the consequences of this trust or distrust. see also: the fact that if Gillian and Richard had communicated even a bit they would’ve realised they both wanted the same thing: Gyp’s gang out of the cathouse and Tommy safe) If circumstances allowed for this, they could’ve accepted each other, the only people to do so, and worked something out.
Not in a normal way though. Definitely not. Probably in a “she was his queen, and god help anyone who dared to disrespect his queen” wearing matching couples sweats w pictures of wolves on kinda way.
Gyp kills Nucky for HER not for Masseria. They kill Leander together and live in chaotic harmony where she can do whatever she wants and he says yes you’re sooo right babe. Do you see my vision.