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Quick and delulu costume observations for the finale preview, Roman only edition:
Tropical grief holiday Roman’s back in light blue - his colour of self.
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He’s also waving bye bye (to Mummy?) in Barbados, laughing in Connor’s (new to him) house seemingly post board meeting where I’m sure they all got booted, and wearing his spotty tie from his last great office flirt with Gerri (season 3 episode 4).
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And let’s end on the most delulu thought of all - that could be a ‘looking at Gerri’ face there in the last one? Head ducked, eyes a bit soft, the impression somebody just said something he’s vaguely into?
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And with that’s I say RIP to this tumblr. It’s been cool to think about clothes together! Bon voyage, Brain Rot Enthusiasts.
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¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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For those who’ve always wondered why Roman’s pants seem to fit him so well. It’s all about the back (rise). Although I’m sure the foundations (🍑) also help:
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「Honeymoon States’ missing scene」
*Roman’s voice* yeah… I kind of wrote a fic…
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The way she sat down in his office like she’d done it before while everybody stayed standing. WE’RE LIVING OFF CRUMBS.
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SUCCESSION ▸ 4.05 kill list
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Gerri’s proud face at Roman...I CAN’T!
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I CAN’T I MISS THEM
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First Lines
Thanks for the tag, @catherineflowers29
Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.
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1. We Can’t Get Past The Weather - Roman/Gerri
He’s in bed but he can’t sleep. Kendall is barraging his inbox with brain dumps that would usually ring alarm bells about his recreational activities, and Roman’s still kind of unpleasantly numb to it all in a way that feels…not quite deserved? He can’t be bothered replying, but hell - he can’t fucking sleep and he doesn’t want to take anything or even have a drink about that in case it compromises him tomorrow on his first day in the big chair, so he’ll read them all and hope he passes out from the effort.
2. Ariadne (The Labyrinth Song) - Roman/Gerri
Roman can’t believe it. Joint CEO, sharing the paper crown. It should feel like finally nutting after fucking for years, but instead it feels like - a Saturday. Is it Saturday?
3. No One Can Hear You Scream - Roman/Gerri
At last, it was dark and still, and Roman was alone.
He wondered if he’d ever been this tired in his whole fucking life, but knew if he closed his eyes here in the back of the car he’d just see the after-burn of the end of the universe - The water at dusk turned to ink, the bag glistening under the moonrise, pulling him down the steps to the unforgiving horizon of the tarmac.
4. Don’t Fuck Me In Front Of Me - Roman/Gerri
When it comes at last? The blade?
Of course Logan sends Roman, and of course Roman botches it, because it’s borrowed conviction. He still hasn’t learned what Gerri tried spoon-feeding him, and now as usual, she’s left in the mess. It’s his Father’s axe handed to him, and Roman can’t swing hard enough to make it clean.
It’s a fucking flesh wound.
5. Intersection - Roman/Gerri
“I need you”
It’s the right words at the right time - but is it the right voice? Roman’s not sure, even now that he’s chewing on it. It’s hot sliding down, it’s hard to swallow but he opens wide, wider, lets it drop down to his stomach, lets it settle like stones in his pockets.
Lets the water into his lungs.
It’s fucking nice to be needed.
6. Back In The Room - Roman/Gerri
“What have you got in your hands?”
The question echoing through Roman’s nightmares in the time after. His dick hadn’t worked since. Well. Except once.
Not because of… it had nothing to do with-
You know.
Her.
7. 5 Times Gerri Kellman Let Roman Roy In, And 1 Time She Didn’t - Roman/Gerri
Roman ran his hand along the dresser, up and over the elegant antique box, over last nights hastily discarded watches and jewellery all tangled together, and then around the weighty bottle of Number 5, smiling to himself at the stability of it all. Gerri had smelled the same for as long as he’d been old enough and close enough to consciously smell her, and the hint of it never failed to make his balls fizz. Carefully, he extracted her pearl pendant from his Rolex, and put the former back in its place, then he bent down to the cardboard box by his feet and collected a glossy watch box and one of the bottles of Creed he was currently cycling through, and fussed for a few moments arranging them next to Gerri’s Chanel until he was happy with the vignette.
8. Champagne Complications - Roman/Gerri
Roman was the first to get the messy news about Caroline’s husband, just as the year they’d buried Logan was turning over at last.
A stray Bollinger cork to the temple sent Peter toppling headfirst into the Balearic Sea, and unfortunately for him none of the escorts he’d employed to sing Auld Lang Syne were moonlighting as lifeguards, and so the chair sniffer met his briny end. Gerri naturally thought of her own husbands - the dead, divorced, and symbolic - and was glad to have dodged another round of matrimonial angst.
The clean-up would be simple.
9. Cumulonimbus- Roman/Gerri
If he could cum he’d be calmer, Roman was sure of it. It was just normal turbulence, nothing to worry about, a lifetime of private jets safely ferrying him between countries Dad basically owned should mean he didn’t need to be gripping the plush leather arm rest so hard, right? Don’t think about Buddy Holly. Or Aaliya. Or the Kennedys. Or - shut up shut up - only an hour more to Tokyo and then the true hell would begin, if they weren’t struck down by this fucking storm first.
10. Humpty Dumpty - Roman/Gerri, Gerri/Greg, Roman/Gerri/Greg (I’m sorry)
This was of course Roman’s fault. If he’d just signed the documents terminating his RoyCo-GoJo employment at his lawyer’s office like he was supposed to instead of making sneering (and admittedly amusing) jokes about them being the frozen yoghurt of media monopolies, Tom wouldn’t have sent Greg around to his place with them. Or perhaps it was Siobhan’s fault, for giving Roman’s key-code to Tom when they were still on speaking terms, so that Tom then gave it to Greg. Really, broadly speaking, everything was Logan Roy’s fault for not wanting his children to be real people, long ago refusing to instil the concept of boundaries lest they ever attempt one with him, thus leaving it up to people like Gerri who were better at… drawing lines - to clean up the results.
But blame could be more accurately portioned later, once Greg was no longer doing such a convincing impression of an oxygen deprived giraffe, and once Roman stopped trying to curse him out from underneath her.
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Thank you for making a post of what I’ve been crying over inside my own brain for the last week.
The lord giveth and the lord taketh the fuck away
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s1ep2 vs that scene from the teaser trailer thing
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The way he immediately gets lower than her in that first gif! Rest in Porn, the best dynamic on television.
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We meet Sunday nights. BYO 🍸
Watching THAT scene between Gerri and Roman like
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Somebody do a smash cut between “Fuck off, with who, Montgomery Clift?” in 3.04 and Roman’s pathetically jealous, “Martyn?” In 4.03
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Unsure if I’ll get around to breaking down episode 2 and 3 costumes, but if you’re interested in how costume design walks hand in hand with narrative, this is a great interview about how the watches on Succession tell their own stories.
(You do not have to know anything about watches. I do not really, which is why I never mention them in costume analysis.)
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SPONGE CAKE.
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I’d love there to be something that disrupts Roman’s all too obvious ‘fulfil Dad’s dying wishes out of guilt’ arc, because I want to believe in the writing.
At the same time I want the show to follow the all too obvious Kendall redemptive drowning arc, because I want to believe in the writing.
The one thing we don’t have this season is time…because of the writing.
That’s my Clownpinions.
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I’ve waited 3 seasons for this.
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