#notfoul

[mastcrgeorge-blog]

         “ mama told me that you get to stay, mister bawow! does this mean you will stay until you are as old as mister carson? ”

@notfoul LIKED for a smol thing from smol master george.

[lovelornes-archive]

SOME POSITIVITY ( @notfoul || @peakyblinder )

OKAY SO- I wanted to let you know and everyone else know that you’re so lovely? Like I’ve been following you on your accounts for some time now, and we’ve written together some and I’ve always admired you like?? holy moly the muses you choose are so wonderful and interesting and you portray them PERFECTLY!! I watched Downton Abbey a while back and Thomas was my absolute favorite? And I was so happy to find your blog and see you were so passionate about you muse. And your writing is so clean and beautifully simple and I just?? Love it so much it’s so nice to read. You’re so nice too cries. I wanted to give you a shout out because your just magnificent honestly.

[idontpretenedtobealady-blog]

@notfoul ‘liked’ for a starter

“We’re- I’m- worried for you Thomas.” She swallows, nervous for his reaction, worried that he’ll lash out at her. “Are you sure everything’s alright?”

[ironclad-archive-blog]

❛  I KILLED HIM...  ❜     somehow,  she doesn’t imagine such a confession is to   s h o c k   the butler,  but who knows;  she hardly possessed the average perspective. 

@notfoul sent 💀 for a dark/violent starter.

[ofearls-blog]

@notfoul​.

     “Ah, Barrow...” The earl had been hoping to catch his new butler before he went to bed. It had been a long day, which called for a certain remedy. “Don’t make your rounds just yet, will you? Join me in a drink?” Cora wouldn’t be pleased, and Carson never would have stood for it. But well, he’d deal with his wife if it came to that; and Carson’s reign, sad as that was, had ended.

[missicnreport-a-blog]

▒  ╳   ❝ STIFF COLLAR  ❞ ://  @notfoul

  polished shoes of his grandfather’s tap down the flight of stairs towards the   SERVANT'S  HEADQUARTERS ;  the kitchen and little offices and their common room with all the bells for the lords & ladies that stood in bed waiting for their morning meals hand delivered. the concept was foreign to zemo especially since he was USED to MICROWAVES & COOKING FOR HIMSELF. he was an anachronism  born out of BRUCE BANNER’S & TONY STARK’S  newest scientific discovery of memory erasing / transference and now with limited resources;  TIME TRAVEL but only when attached to an ancestor on the purpose of changing your family’s history.  SO, he had befriended lady mary’s intended, MATTHEW because of some trade deal between the man  & zemo’s father. it was a ll loosely connected but enough red strings intertwined to get him PHYSICALLY TO DOWNTOWN.  to cross paths inevitably with his father.   cautiously, he peered around the corner and found the stiff collars of the footman & butlers & the flour & soot stained aprons of thei ladies in waiting & cooks.    

    ❛     um, MATTHEW told me to come down here?? i’m not sure if he is just playing a joke on me or??? he said one of you might be able to see when i was expected for dinner?? I’m NOT really used to these...events.     ❜

◤ aka the starter i’ve owed you since forever SORRY  ◥