Nicholas Scott Carraway

Indie Great Gatsby rp. Draws primarily from the book and 2013 movie. SIDEBLOG. Follows back with the-wittyfool. Private/ Selective.

[withincxwithout]

Indie rp for Nick Carraway from The Great Gatsby

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[akarii-memes]

Make my muse feel wanted

Sexually, romantically, endearingly, cherish them! Be as detailed as you like and warm their heart ❤️

[inboxideas]

Drunk at 3am, my character has randomly dialed a number and called it. Send me "Who is this? Do you have any idea what time it is?" if that number was your character's.

[mossbian]

girls are like “i’m cute and worthy of love” and they’re right

[screnwriter-deactivated20220724]

oblivious idiots in love

credit if reposting, don't repost to other websites, change pronouns as needed x

“ you really don’t see it, do you? “

“ if there’s nothing going on there, you don’t mind if i ask her out, do you? “

“ you flat out just admitted you have feelings for me. “

“ i think i’m falling in love with you. “

“ is that really all she is to you? “

“ he kissed you? “ it was more of a peck... “

“ she’s just a friend? “

“ you’re so full of shit. “

“ come on, you’re in love with her. “

“ doesn’t take an idiot to figure it out. “ “ are you calling me an idiot? “

“ i wanted to kiss you. i’ve been wanting to kiss you for quite a while. “

“ so you kissed him, and then you... “ “ ran away. “

“ friends don't look at each other that way. “

“ not like i’ve fantasized about you, or anything… “

“ friends don’t talk about each other that way. “

“ you said i had nice lips. who says that? “

“ it’s just an innocent kiss. “

“ it’s easy to confuse feelings for something they aren’t, especially when eye-contact is involved. “

“ friends kiss each other all the time, right? “

“ we're just friends. “

“ you're still hung up on [your ex]. “

“ if you refuse to make a move, i will. “

“ man, fuck that guy. go show her what she’s missing. “

“ just put us all out of our misery and admit it already. “

“ she invited you to her [loved one's] funeral? “ “ yeah, for support and comfort. “ “ ...why you specifically? “

“ you were practically made for each other. “

“ she shut me down last time, remember? “

“ you’re in denial. “ “ i am not in denial! “

“ that guy's a real jerk. you should be with someone who respects you. “ “ and who would that be? “

“ look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel something for me. “

“ do you have a crush on me or something? “

“ are you asking me out? “ “ no. i mean yes, maybe... as friends? “

“ don’t let this one go. he’s perfect for you. “

“ unless you don't like me, in which case i take it back. “

“ do you think that this, us… do you think it could ever be something more? “

“ she’s everything i ever wanted, but i don’t want to risk losing her as a friend. “

“ i’m worried that if we go there, and things don't work out... things might never be the same. “

“ you know that’s not the case. she adores you. “

“ you’re more than just friends. it’s obvious. “

“ of course i love him, we’ve been friends for ages. “

“ grow some balls and be honest with her. “

[withincxwithout]

screamingeagle​:

      “ … ahhuh… ” Max mumbled out something of an affirmative, tired and cloudy eyes looking up to Nick… Yeah, Max was drunk– real damn drunk. His hip flask was empty. But, the man sprawled himself onto the couch, holding out his hands, “ … but… but… ”

      “ C-Can ya at least give me a hug? ” Max whined out to him, “ … ‘s’been a tough daaay… they’s askin’ me t’a get ready fo’ deployment again, an’ it’s for Deathshead this tiiime… pleaaaase-uh… ” Not long after, he moved to just lie down. Shit, his head was spinning from the alcohol…

-

“No, no, no - no but’s. I know how this goes-” Nick had been about to expand on this point, but he couldn’t help but crack a smile with the request that followed. “Yeah, okay. That you can have.” Laying his tweed blazer neatly on the arm of the couch, Nick had soon moved to join him, arms wrapping around Max in a warm, friendly hug. 

“Oh. You’re going so soon?” He asked, frowning into Max’s shoulder. “Why so quickly? Feels like you only just got back.”

A few moments of silence passed between them. And then. softly- 

“Do you have to go?” 

[screamingeagle]

      “ I JUS’ WAN’ ONE MORE SIPPIE’A WHISKIE!… auuhh… ”

[withincxwithout]

“Remember when the roles here were reversed?”

[withincxwithout]

rp-memes-musings-blog​:

Panic Attack Starters:

“Calm down, I’m here now.” “Stop panicking, you’re only making it worse!” “Are you having a panic attack? Wait- let me help, just breathe.” “Oh darling, no one cares about your pity act. Gasp for air all you like.” “Why are you shaking so much?” “You look pale… sit down.” “Are you all right?” “Look at me, okay? Everything is fine, just breathe, in and out. In and out.” “I think I’m going to throw up.” “Stop crying, I’m so sick of you pretending to be scared.” “Did something happen? Are you okay?” “I didn’t know you suffered panic attacks.” “I thought you stopped having these…” “Have you taken your medication?” “Okay, sit up, watch me, and breathe. We’ll do this together.” “Don’t panic like that! You’re going to give me a panic attack too!”

[classic-lit-memes4u]

Nick: you can’t change the past you know

Gatsby:

[jestrada5]

Appreciation Post

"There's nothing brighter than Leo playing Jay Gatsby in that white suit "

THE GREAT GATSBY (2013)

[withincxwithout]

/// i wholeheartedly endorse Nick Carraway’s love of bow-ties. That is all.

[jaygeezthechosen]

12 Hat Styles

[withincxwithout]

why not bed bugged AND undercovers... // @screamingeagle

@screamingeagle

Send “undercovers” for a starter where my muse refuses to get out of bed. Send “bed bugged” for your muse to be the one who refuses to get out of bed.

The night before had been...pretty long.

After both of them had a particularly nasty day, they were thankful at least to have had each other, and after a night filled with a lot of chatting, a bit of crying and many cups of tea, the two had eventually drifted off in the same bed.

Over the course said night, Nick, like a moth to light, had slowly gravitated towards Max. And by the time morning rolled around, the barely conscious Nick had more or less forgotten himself entirely, pressing his figure against Max's back, his arms draped over the other man’s middle.

12 in the afternoon...no sign of moving...

If Max was awake, he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. He was Nick's hot water bottle now.

[rp-meme-central]

Send “undercovers” for a starter where my muse refuses to get out of bed.

send “bed bugged” for your muse to be the one who refuses to get out of bed.

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[tobiasvincentmaguire]

[tobiasvincentmaguire]

BTS of The Great Gatsby (2013)