you're too young & eager to love

Trying something new. Just to test out a potential new character/fandom.


Circa Episode 7 “Home” of Boardwalk Empire, with references to earlier episodes. So, spoilers all around.

James Darmody centric. I’m including a picture of him, because Michael Pitt is a hottie.



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You buy the man a bourbon, the real stuff, and send a whore to his arm.

This is how you make friends now. A soldier’s mentality to go with your soldier’s leg, the shrapnel that scarred your thigh and now you limp. Even an expensive suit, deep blue with ivory stripes, can’t hide it.

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You smell oranges, and your head hurts.

You still think you can feel your fingers, sticky with pulp, from when you used to squeeze fresh juice for Pearl. A prostitute who used your gun to shoot herself in the face, and that’s not even the beginning of the horrors you’ve seen.

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Al Copone is a liar. The scars across his face were not from the war, but he thrusts his heavy chest forward and jostles about his patriotic status. This is while the two of you are partners, making a home of a whorehouse in Chicago, and thieving Enoch Thompson out of his money. Copone doesn’t ask about Enoch, doesn’t give a rat’s ass that the man is (was) your father figure, all he knows is that you’re considered a genius and it make him jealous, ornery.

Your ambition was just waiting for the right time.

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You left a woman back in Atlantic City. More importantly, you left a son.

Most mornings, you send cash by envelope, but your conscience still doesn’t feel clean.


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You spent three years in France fighting sauerkrauts.

You still wake up feeling cold and hungry, and sometimes the pain in your leg makes you wish you’d had it amputated. Then you’d have a missing limb to go along with your missing spirit.