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#𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑽𝑪𝑵𝑬𝑵𝑺. ❛ have i laughed at you so often? have i shown such perfect confidence and poise? ... what elegance i must display! how graciously i've been taught... but do you know what i have spent my time learning to be? why, an 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 of course. ❜

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i know i need to avoid people posting about p.oldark on social media because even people saying they love the same characters as i do can make me mad like - what do you mean you hated caroline "until she changed" like... what do you mean you only liked her after they neutered all her cuntiness?????

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2.01.

[divenlydecayed-deactivated20260]

"Will you match my freak?" No. I'm freakier. I am insane. This is a competition and I'm winning.

[michonnegrimes]

He will not find it easy. Doors will be closed to him, but they may be open to us. So, despite our silliness and lack of gravity, we may yet be of use. I am a hard woman, Horace. I refuse to be a jealous one.          GABRIELLA WILDE as CAROLINE ENYS in POLDARK

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corporate needs you to find the differences between these two pictures...

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" do you know, when i was a girl, my uncle told me i would ruin my eyesight squinting over the page like that. " with a tilt of her head, she eyed the other woman - and her hefty tome - a sly smile on her lips. for her own part, she was no great reader. not an indifferent one, perhaps. but no one would accuse her of the sort of literary zeal her companion seemed to possess. " though perhaps his scolding was a touch overdone. you do not seem to have suffered so very much... "

idly, she glanced over the other woman's shoulder at the page, not particularly taking in anything. whatever the contents, they were an undoubtedly superior distraction to the increasingly dreary garden party underway up at the great house. " your company is more engaging than the one i have been enduring no doubt... "

starter call --> @peer---reviewed

[sihnon]

the  lady  who  approaches  glows  golden.   inara  doesn't  often  have  too  much  competition  for  the  spotlight,   but  here  her  contest  has  come  straight  for  her;   and  she  greets  the  other  with  a  pleasant  smile,   not  at  all  ruffled.   if  anything,   she  loves  to  see  other  commanding  beauties  playing  a  room   ( the  glint  now  in  the  blonde's  eyes  suggests  that  she  may  feel  likewise,   in  some  way ).   “ i  have  to  agree, ”   her  voice  is  warm  like  honey,   and  she  shifts  her  position  to  welcome  caroline  into  her  space.   “ though  what  might  annoy  them  more  is  how  we're  showing  them  less  attention  than  each  other.   i  would  have  approached  you  earlier  myself  were  you  not  surrounded  by  admirers. ”

          she  looks  back  to  the  dance  floor.   nobles  twirl  on  the  polished  surface  like  butterflies  considering  petals  to  perch  upon.   “ lady  caroline,   isn't  it?   yours  is  a  name  i  seem  to  hear  everywhere,   but  i'm  not  sure  we've  attended  the  same  event  before. ”

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she laughs at the mention of her suitors, her eyes flicking across the room to where several of them still cluster. " you mean to say you saw my distress and did not come rushing to my rescue? for shame! are not we ladies meant to stick together? " but the smile on her lips does not fade - especially not now that she has made the delightful discovery that the notorious young woman seems to share her particular sense of humor. certainly this evening has taken a turn for the better...

again, she has no choice but to laugh. " caroline it is indeed - though lady is not a term that is often joined with it. i certainly have no official claim to it... " a sly look spreads across her face. " but i will happily accept any whiff of notoriety for myself - though surely not as much as you. i confess myself rather in awe, ma'am... "

[lookedinfinite]

doe eyes were always watching, focussed on surroundings, on the people near her as if waiting for hunting season to begin. still she easily allowed herself to be guided by a true expert on the crowd - on these events in general. the one true positive of widowhood, alongside no longer being married to robert, was that most people assumed her grief would be boring or detrimental to celebrations. they were happy to leave her alone as long as she was in dark shades... and maeve was fine not protesting that. "I don't find it so dreary. it's quite charming, in a quiet way." gratefulness was barely-hidden in glance all the same, offering blonde a soft and rare smile. "but some of us suit the more... hermit inspired lifestyle. I lack your skills with social settings these days I'm afraid."

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a knowing look appeared in her eye as she cast a new, appraising look over the other young woman. " a hermit! how every provincial! perhaps i ought to hire you to live on our grounds and dispense quiet wisdom to entertain our guests, " she teased. in truth, she could not find such great fault with her companion's sentiment. while she craved the social whirl of london and delighted in its myriad of entertainments, there was no small part of her that appreciated the country as well. at least in small, ever-so-manageable doses... " oh, do not be so hard on yourself. besides, i'm sure no widow who finds herself free from the shackles of a husband would wish to replace them with those of society. if you'll pardon the comparison... " she added with the hint of a smirk. it wasn't that she meant to be deliberately insensitive - but neither did she believe in wallowing. it was far better to laugh than to cry, was it not?

[archive-storytelers]

if only the matrons and debutantes of this season were as careful as any alley-way cat. they prowled around him, ravenous and desperate, sniffing at him with their honeyed, sweet daughters — young girls that most certainly deserved better than someone like him. they didn't care. brushing away his faults, an entire generation of holbeins.

❛⠀ yet, it does not stop you, ⠀ ❜ ⠀he says, a hint of humor touching his lips. caroline was one of the rare few whose company didn’t leave him searching for the nearest escape route; it was why he’d accepted this invitation when all others lay unopened on his desk.

simon knew better than to stop her; nothing would deter her from her desires. if that meant distracting him as part of... whatever game she was playing tonight, he knew the only accepted response was to nod, and accept her arm without complaint.

❛⠀ i wonder what force in this world could deter you, miss penvenen. do go on. ⠀ ❜

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" of course it does not stop me, " she returns quickly, one brow arched haughtily. " i am an expert milk-curdler myself - or so my uncles tell me. though where your weapon is your glower, mine is my tongue. " her tone is as flippant as ever, but there is truth beneath her words. she has often drawn her guardians' ire and borne their scolding for her wayward instincts and free attitude. and sometimes - more often than she might care to admit - the implications sting. because despite flouting their rules at every opportunity, her affection for dear old ray and william is real.

" you flatter me, sir, " she says coyly, flashing a sweet smile to one of the grasping mamas clearly distressed that her daughter is not the illustrious prize's chosen companion. perhaps it is cruel to tease them so, but she rather thinks not. " i am merely doing my duty as the lady of the house! " she says with feigned innocence. " you must tell me how i can ensure this evening is well worth your time. even if it is quite shocking, " she adds wryly. though her tone clearly indicates that she hopes it will be...

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the fact that w.inston g.raham was like "caroline is a good person who uses her wealth for charity and kindness and doesn't actually turn away people in need.... but she doesn't really give a shit about The Poors at the end of the day" is hilarious of him actually

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like - the stark juxtaposition between how deeply caroline feels and how resistant she is to showing it - even after years of happy marriage and close friendship - is one of the most interesting and fun things about her and the show just forgot about it after s2.

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caroline feeling like she's not alone in the world after finding out dwight hasn't died in france - do you ever sob???

especially when you consider THIS was how she was feeling about herself before she knew what happened to him

"i am nothing. which is perhaps what i rightly deserve to be" haunts me daily actually!!

[wornkindness]

     She did not take offense knowing it was meant as a tease. “I simply don’t understand the entertainment in chasing down poor creatures who are doing nothing but minding their own business,” she replied lightly, a smile of her own brightening fair features as she continued. “If that makes me one of those delicate ladies then so be it. But how would you feel if you were going about your day when suddenly you were being chased by hounds and horses?” Her tone is light, teasing in return despite the truth that is laced in her words.

     Laughter falls past her lips at the observation. “Well let us hope their mounts are more sure footed than their riders aim, else we might have other problems on our hands.”

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" a soft heart, I see, " she replies, with a tinkling laugh of her own. " ah well - i suppose it is a failing i must forgive... " a knowing glint flashes in her eye. " though i do believe any young lady of fortune knows exactly how the fox feels... but in her case, the horses and hounds appear in fine suits and expensive linens. though often without so impressive a lineage... " pleased with her own momentary philosophy, she tilts her head to the side and smiles. " indeed, i believe i may have talked myself into your view of things - or at least i might if i were of a mind to be persuaded on anything... "

she feigns a shocked expression at the other girl's comment. " surely not! have we not established that letting them be thrown would be the more ethical option? " but after a moment, she lets the pretense drop. " oh very well then - i suppose you shall have to instruct me on the kinder entertainments... "

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shhhhh this is a starter call

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you know you can't trust the middle aged white lady p.oldark fans because they're always like "i like caroline much better in the show! she's so sweet and soft and compassionate!"