damp little island

this royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle this blessed plot, this earth, this realm this England m!a status: none [independent roleplay blog for APH England.]

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Just in case anyone ever takes a look here again, or some old friends are still hanging around somewhere~

If you knew me - my Discord is Novi#8775.

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❝There are no limits to the majestic future which lies before the mighty expanse of Canada with its virile, aspiring, cultured, and generous-hearted people.❞                                                                           – Sir Winston Churchill

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Immortality isn’t living forever, that’s not what it feels like. Immortality is everybody else dying.

The Girl Who Died,  Doctor Who (via nastoychivost)

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Why do you rub me up the wrong way? Why do you say the things that you say? Sometimes I wonder how we ever came to be But without you I’m incomplete

aph fruk aesthetic by me

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I was yours before I knew, and you have always been mine too.

Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure (via booksquoteslove)

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TO ALL OF YOU WONDERFUL MUN’S THAT PLAY FEMALE MUSES: i love you. you are wonderful. the difference in attention that male muses get compared to female one’s is absolutely disgusting and intolerable. ladies deserve love. they deserve attention. ladies are fucking fascinating and are entitled to just as much regard and adoration as the male ones. SPREAD THE LOVE AROUND TODAY Y’ALL. LOVE ON A LADY MUSE.

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there’s just so much joy on my dash and you guys are making my cheeks hurt and i just

this is what i come back for man, you guys are what i come back for

bless u all

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bun listen i saw u around like last night but i was too much of a dweeb to say hi caN YOU IMAGINE

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it’s okay i passive aggressively reblogged the beatles from u just to let u know i was here omg

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that is literally what gave me The Courage to wave shyly from across this crowded dancefloor i cannot beieve this im furious but like in the delighted way

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and now here we are by the punch bowl, scuffing our shoes across the tile and glancing at each other periodically

and that’s great bc i am delighted in the furious way

u have met your match once more

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there’s just so much joy on my dash and you guys are making my cheeks hurt and i just

this is what i come back for man, you guys are what i come back for

bless u all

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bun listen i saw u around like last night but i was too much of a dweeb to say hi caN YOU IMAGINE

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it’s okay i passive aggressively reblogged the beatles from u just to let u know i was here omg

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there’s just so much joy on my dash and you guys are making my cheeks hurt and i just

this is what i come back for man, you guys are what i come back for

bless u all

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Alex appeared last night and now I see Shriya and Vaz and this would only be better if I was at home and not on hiatus until February 5th

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#[[now all I need is Turtle on the scene I mean]]

turtle and rei and it’d be perf

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Originally posted by misfitnextdoor

{ what up world }

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(( SCREAMS ))

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Wait, is that Francis.

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Alex appeared last night and now I see Shriya and Vaz and this would only be better if I was at home and not on hiatus until February 5th

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#[[now all I need is Turtle on the scene I mean]]

turtle and rei and it’d be perf

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[Arthur scowls and brushes off invisible dust from his sleeves, just to keep himself occupied for a moment. It requires a little time to repair an ego, okay.]

“Oh, it’s absolutely splendid to run into you. Just what I needed to make my day complete.”

[After he fixes his scarf, he huffs and mimics the larger male, crossing his arms. How does Alfred handle this utterly aggravating arsehole? Perhaps he has more patience than Arthur’s given him credit for.]

“Please do. I’d consider it an honour to hear you retell the tale – oh, but why stop there? You should truly capture the essence of the moment, re-enact the fall itself… and if you’d like to practise now, well, perhaps I could lend a hand.”

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“What’s a day if you don’t come across a man who gives you a hard time? But I would be happy to retell the story. You see, I was simply minding my own business, on my way to an engagement, when suddenly I saw the funniest thing: Mr. Arthur William Kirkland, taking a little trip, if I may paraphrase. I can still see it very clearly, the way he simply crumpled in on himself, like a flower dying of frost, only to spring up again at the first sign of warmth in the wind. It simply took my breath away.”

[A laugh surfaces– hearty and genuine and loud, that seems to be where his breath has gone. Ivan doesn’t move from his spot when Arthur’s words reach his ears, although he does tap his foot a bit, as if he’s considering it. His brow raises and he shakes his head, tilting it a bit.]

“As delightful as that sounds, I am afraid I will have to decline. Unless, of course, you do make a promise as an honest man that this ‘fight’, of course, would only be between you and I.”

[Looks Arthur up and then down.]

“Although I surmise it would not be much of a fight.”

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[He uncrosses his arms, shoulders tense, knuckles as white as an untouched blanket of snow. His heart beats swiftly in his chest, the noise of it seemingly louder as the rest fades into some faraway oblivion. A lion does not merely roll over to a challenger, so of course, neither could Arthur.]

[He opens his mouth to speak, but a thought dashes across his mind and a voice permeates the quiet, clear as day. You are always so reckless, Arthur. For once, learn to pick victories from defeats.]

[Arthur rolls from his toes back to the heels of his feet, chews on the inside of his mouth, then sighs and raises his hands in surrender.]

“A wise man taught me a valuable lesson so, so many years ago. There are times where you let your pride dominate any logical thought and reasoning, and there are times where you swallow it and follow rationality. He’d be disappointed if he were to witness the end result of our... encounter, should it turn violent.”

[He pauses, meeting Ivan’s gaze with his own.]

“I know another that would be disappointed in the both of us, truly.”