Behind closed doors lie the darkest secrets.

To make this more informational and less than a minute to register into your short attention span, I am Henry, head butler of the Gatsby household and keeper of many secrets that Master Jay and his friends may not be aware of, personal or not. I have eyes and ears, so the walls are watching and always listening. Don't underestimate knowledge. Butlers know everything, after all.
Biography
Independent roleplay blog for an OC based on The Great Gatsby.
Rules
FC: Alan Rickman.
Headcanon
M!A: None.
This RPer took the Roleplay Anti-Hate Pledge
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“Jordan Baker instinctively avoided clever, shrewd men, and now I saw that this was because she felt safer on a plane where any divergence from a code would be thought impossible. She was incurably dishonest. She wasn’t able to endure being at a disadvantage and, given this unwillingness, I suppose she had begun dealing in subterfuges when she was very young in order to keep that cool, insolent smile turned to the world and yet satisfy the demands of her hard, jaunty body.”

☰ indie roleplay blog for the character Jordan Baker
☰ Pre Gatsby | Gatsby | Post Gatsby
☰ 3+ years rp experience 
☰ mun is under 18 and will not roleplay nsfw/sexual situations
☰ blood and gore allowed
☰ will sometimes post headcanons and ic entries
☰ all triggers tagged accordingly
☰  selective of rp partners
☰ has read the book and has seen the 2013 film




EDIT: Looking for a Nick Carraway  partner to rp with.

look nicks jordans seingle

#because it worked out last timehenry had to sit there with the aftermath.

dxbious:

largestofparties:

largestofparties:

Jordan Baker instinctively avoided clever, shrewd men, and now I saw that this was because she felt safer on a plane where any divergence from a code would be thought impossible. She was incurably dishonest. She wasn’t able to endure being at a disadvantage and, given this unwillingness, I suppose she had begun dealing in subterfuges when she was very young in order to keep that cool, insolent smile turned to the world and yet satisfy the demands of her hard, jaunty body.”

☰ indie roleplay blog for the character Jordan Baker

☰ Pre Gatsby | Gatsby | Post Gatsby

☰ 3+ years rp experience 

☰ mun is under 18 and will not roleplay nsfw/sexual situations

☰ blood and gore allowed

☰ will sometimes post headcanons and ic entries

☰ all triggers tagged accordingly

☰  selective of rp partners

☰ has read the book and has seen the 2013 film

EDIT: Looking for a Nick Carraway  partner to rp with.

look nicks jordans seingle

#because it worked out last time
henry had to sit there with the aftermath.

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dxbious sent: "I'm pregnant"

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Henry opened and shut his mouth several times in befuddlement. A man, pregnant? Who had ever heard of such a thing?

"Ewing…I fear that you need help."


Finding nowhere to escape, Ewing allowed the kisses and shrugged his shoulders.

"That is all up to Mr. Gatsby and whether or not he will help with the wedding."

Henry highly doubted he would. Just think of what it would do to his employer’s reputation, what little of it he had.

"think for yourself, henny" he muttered, continuing to kiss his cheek and neck and bite gently before sitting back with a grin. "I love you hen-hen you’re the best" again and heared over to hug him.

Henry made a note to wear his high collar suit the next day. He could only imagine Mr. Gatsby’s reaction to the apparent ‘bruise’ on his neck.

"Well you can’t honestly think Mr. Gatsby will give us permission. I certainly don’t have enough money for a proper wedding."

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dxbious sent: "I'm pregnant"

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Henry opened and shut his mouth several times in befuddlement. A man, pregnant? Who had ever heard of such a thing?

"Ewing…I fear that you need help."


Grumbling inwardly, Henry got to his knees and slid on the ring. It fit perfectly. It had that going for it, which was nice.

"I hope you are happy."

"Whens our wedding?" Ewing hummed, playign with Herys hair and leaning forward to press kisses ot his cheek and neck

Finding nowhere to escape, Ewing allowed the kisses and shrugged his shoulders.

"That is all up to Mr. Gatsby and whether or not he will help with the wedding."

Henry highly doubted he would. Just think of what it would do to his employer’s reputation, what little of it he had.

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laurarickmanortix:

"A Promise"

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robkneppers:

Dark Harbor, Dir. Adam Coleman Howard

Or, “That Time Daryl Dixon made out with Professor Snape in The ‘90’s”.

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Henry opened and shut his mouth several times in befuddlement. A man, pregnant? Who had ever heard of such a thing?

"Ewing…I fear that you need help."


Henry didn’t feel a thing but he nodded anyway. The jeweler was wise enough not to say a word. Henry was grateful for that. He took the ring with a thank you and left the shop.

Ewing smiled and followe dhim out in seaid position, groping him firmly before they reached the car then going to the passenger side. Had not locked the door earlier, he got in and held his hands up, awaiting the ring.

Grumbling inwardly, Henry got to his knees and slid on the ring. It fit perfectly. It had that going for it, which was nice.

"I hope you are happy."

posted on 7/1/2014, with 37 notes (source: theheadofservicehierarchy) — reblog
dxbious sent: "I'm pregnant"

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theheadofservicehierarchy:

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Henry opened and shut his mouth several times in befuddlement. A man, pregnant? Who had ever heard of such a thing?

"Ewing…I fear that you need help."


Henry was tempted, oh so tempted, but he didn’t want to give Ewing the excuse to do it. He was ‘hormonal’ as he called it. Instead, he scanned case searching for the best one and there it was, a golden band with a small sized diamond that flickered under the harsh fluorescent lights. Not too expensive, but also not too cheap.

"I’ll take this one sir," he said pointing to it.

Ewing hugged Henry from from behind and pressed his belly against nhis back. “I felt him kick…” he whispered, “he kicked for y’henhen”

Henry didn’t feel a thing but he nodded anyway. The jeweler was wise enough not to say a word. Henry was grateful for that. He took the ring with a thank you and left the shop.

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dxbious sent: "I'm pregnant"

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Henry opened and shut his mouth several times in befuddlement. A man, pregnant? Who had ever heard of such a thing?

"Ewing…I fear that you need help."


"Henry Marcus Klipspringer-Davenport sounds better to my ears."

What was he doing? Henry wanted to slam his forehead onto his dashboard. The man wasn’t even pregnant and here he was discussing names.

Finally, the jewelry store came into view and Henry parked towards the side and helped Ewing out of the care.

"Pick out any ring you want."

Ewing shrugged, musing at the sight, “which one reminds you of meee” he sighed, looking up to henry and taking his hand. “And if you say cheap I’ll cut your prick off”

Henry was tempted, oh so tempted, but he didn’t want to give Ewing the excuse to do it. He was ‘hormonal’ as he called it. Instead, he scanned case searching for the best one and there it was, a golden band with a small sized diamond that flickered under the harsh fluorescent lights. Not too expensive, but also not too cheap.

"I’ll take this one sir," he said pointing to it.

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dxbious sent: "I'm pregnant"

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theheadofservicehierarchy:

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Henry opened and shut his mouth several times in befuddlement. A man, pregnant? Who had ever heard of such a thing?

"Ewing…I fear that you need help."


Henry discreetly wiggled out of the man’s grasp whilst clutching on tightly to the steering wheel. He took a quick peek at Ewing’s belly to pacify him. He honestly couldn’t tell the difference.

"Yes, you’ve grown plenty….honey."

Ewing giggled, hiccuping a little at Henry’s comment. “I wanna name him after his daddy” he coo’ed, tracing his fingers over his belly. Ewing looked ove rat henry and ran his hand along his cheek. “Henry Marcus Davenport-Klipspringer”

"Henry Marcus Klipspringer-Davenport sounds better to my ears."

What was he doing? Henry wanted to slam his forehead onto his dashboard. The man wasn’t even pregnant and here he was discussing names.

Finally, the jewelry store came into view and Henry parked towards the side and helped Ewing out of the care.

"Pick out any ring you want."

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dxbious sent: "I'm pregnant"

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theheadofservicehierarchy:

theheadofservicehierarchy:

Henry opened and shut his mouth several times in befuddlement. A man, pregnant? Who had ever heard of such a thing?

"Ewing…I fear that you need help."


"Yes. That would be an exciting prospect," Henry struggled to keep his smile on as he led them both to his car.

Forcing himself to remember that Ewing was ‘pregnant’, he helped him into the car and started the engine, off to New York.

Ewing reached over and patted his thigh, accidentally hitting further over than he hope.d He gave a soft hum, moving his head every so often and then ros ehis shirt to show his bare tummy- poiking it out a little. “Ba’y I’m alrea’y showin”

Henry discreetly wiggled out of the man’s grasp whilst clutching on tightly to the steering wheel. He took a quick peek at Ewing’s belly to pacify him. He honestly couldn’t tell the difference.

"Yes, you’ve grown plenty….honey."

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dxbious:

daddydicaprios:

i jumped the bandwagon

taylor.

tHIS KILLS ME INSIDE

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dxbious sent: "I'm pregnant"

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theheadofservicehierarchy:

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Henry opened and shut his mouth several times in befuddlement. A man, pregnant? Who had ever heard of such a thing?

"Ewing…I fear that you need help."


Morning sex, of course. The man couldn’t drink, but sure could fuck if he wanted to. Henry withheld a sigh.

"Of course my love. Shall we go and pick it out?"

"Yaaaaas…" he sliurr,d clinging to the mans coat and rubbing his tummy. "Maybe-maybe if I cum inside we can have twinsies, ba’y"

"Yes. That would be an exciting prospect," Henry struggled to keep his smile on as he led them both to his car.

Forcing himself to remember that Ewing was ‘pregnant’, he helped him into the car and started the engine, off to New York.

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