[great-leviathan]

Violence gave you that strength, awakened you - I can see it upon your face, where two bullets left their mark.

[grey-wardens-archive-deactivate]

I’m a non-binary, Black Juliet. I really appreciate being involved in programs that highlight Blackness and people of color.  INDYA MOORE for the 2020 Pirelli Calendar

[zbeetz]

Tessa Thompson photographed by Daniel Riera

[ilya-rozanova]

PEDRO PASCAL as JAVIER PEÑA in NARCOS

[sonoyam]

Sonoya Mizuno by Rachael Wang Studio

[sollertias]

Pictura (An Allegory of Painting) by Frans van Mieris the Elder, 1661 (details)

[pravorum]

♥️

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┃┃╱╲ In this┃╱╱╲╲ house╱╱╭╮╲╲ we love▔▏┗┛▕▔ & support╱▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔╲             castor may

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[pravorum]

OPEN TO: any pairing!

CONNECTION: poppy, a spinster turned swordswoman. suitable for pride and prejudice and zombies, fallen london, historical zombie apocalypse, red dead redemption undead verses. there’s nothing to get the blood pumping and prepare one for zombie-killing quite like a fencing session, your muse could be partaking or observing.

NOTE: open to mutuals and non-mutuals! please read my rules and about before interacting! default fc is angel coulby, alternative is lily james.

parrying their blade with a flourish, she takes a step to the right, raising her sabre back into a defensive position. ‘today isn’t your day, is it?’ poppy frowns and her lips purse in bemusement, the remark meant only to trigger some reaction from her opponent. she was rather competitive, after all - and not too proud to play dirty. one of many less likable traits, though her insistence on pushing people’s buttons was done with the best intentions. most of the time. 

fortunately, the biters hadn’t yet learned to take up arms and wield blades (god forbid the day they ever did), though the living could be just as deadly in times like these, driven to desperation or cowardice - one had to be on guard and prepared, and that meant practice. with a huff, she wipes the fine beads of sweat that have formed on her brow, before pointing the tip of the sabre at the other— daring them to make their move. ‘word of advice: nobody smart plays fair.’

[pravorum]

OPEN TO: any pairing, romantic or platonic!

CONNECTION: poppy, a spinster turned swordswoman. suitable for pride and prejudice and zombies, fallen london, historical zombie apocalypse verses. two unfortunate strangers have found themselves surrounded by zombies and needing to co-ordinate their escape. 

NOTE: open to mutuals and non-mutuals! please read my rules and about before interacting! default fc is lily james, alternative is angel coulby.

pearly teeth are bared like a hound in the direction of the approaching horde, though the sailor-mouthed poppy is more composed than might be expected, despite the direness of their current situation — her mount had bolted, leaving her at least an hour’s walk from the safety of branbrick’s grounds, and if that wasn’t bad enough, she was also in the company of a total stranger. as it happened, she wasn’t one to pay mind to newcomers, though the present circumstances - and threat of death by way of being chewed on - had made her a little more willing to be civil. if nothing else, the straggler could serve as bait while she made her aptly-timed getaway. 

it was survival of the fittest, after all. trivial matters like finding partners, wives and husbands, of carousals and land-holdings and scandalised nobles, didn’t mean much if you couldn’t handle your own against a corpse with an appetite. yesterday’s spinsters were today’s swordswomen - all that mattered now was ones wits and their handiness with a sword, and all that time spent stabbing tapestries with needles had prepared her quite well for stabbing the biters with swords . ‘say — if you’re concealing a sword somewhere under those rags of yours, i think now would be the time to reveal it.’ whipping her head around to face her company, she unsheathes the blade at her side with a mighty clang, the sound drawing her lips into a cocky grin. she’d always had a spot for theatrics. 'its far too early in the morning to become some unmentionable’s dinner.’

[parfym]

Pedro Pascal for L'Officiel Hommes Magazine (2017)

[undomielle]

Ew™

[susiephone]

attention!!! i am currently seeking employment!!! i will accept any of the following offers:

governess for an intelligent child in an old, decaying mansion in the english/scottish countryside (MAYBE american, but it has to be a part of the country where it rains a lot) (note: the house must host at LEAST one ghost) (second note: if the child’s parent is single, good-looking, brooding, moody, and compatible with my sexual orientation, even better)

handmaiden for the Lady Of the House in a mansion, castle, or sprawling country estate (note: the Lady Of the House must avoid questions, give vague answers about her history, have a fondness for red wine, and avoid venturing outside during daylight hours. a fondness for masquerade balls is not required but HIGHLY preferred)

personal tutor for the Young Lady Of the House whose father will not allow her to see any men, but feels he can trust me, another young woman, to keep his daughter out of trouble (note: in this scenario i can play piano so we can play together and “accidentally” brush hands)

assistant to a private investigator in a city where it always rains and always seems to be night, with vaguely humanoid clientele (note: the investigator must wear a long, black coat. after i’ve solved a case all my own – probably around book 4 or 5 – i get one too.)

secretary or assistant to a friendly, wealthy, but suspiciously evasive businessman, who i have an awkward friendship with (note: the businessman must secretly be a thief but he doesn’t tell me at first because he wants to protect me) (second note: he must also be in love with me) (third note: after a few months of this i become a thief too)