Ƭнє Rєgєηт Ƭуяαηт.

She was a monarch of few words but more actions than all the predecent monarchs had managed to take combined. It is almost unfair that her strategic talent is deemed tyranny. written and created by gamine - semi-selective, OC and multifandom friendly

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okay listen up peasants

I’m gonna do the roleplay thing again alright, but this blog is really muddled and nostalgic, so I’m keeping it as archive and moving over to @vyssi​. Please, please help me start up that blog again, that’d make me quite happy.

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                   THROW ME TO THE WOLVES                              and i will return leading the pack.

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Egeskov Castle, Denmark (by hunbille)

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Library Porn

Library of the Wiblingen Monastery, Ulm, Germany

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heres a joke: my father

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                                   ”Nor have I.” His eyes devoured her and for the briefest moment, he was irked, or perhaps merely tired of the subterfuge. Verbal or not, an artful deception was an artful deception. She was testing him, he knew that, if only from her demeanour. She gave nothing away, which to a developed equivocator, gave everything away. 

                                    Her restraint was marked,                                     and he smiled lightly                                     to disguise his grimace.                                     If she was crossed on                                                                        any of his previous attentions,                                                                        she might have told him —                                                                        and though miffed, he would defer.                                    But she did not, and                                    he knew her game                                    too well to be anything less                                    than  r e c i p r o c a t i v e.

                                 Taking the heel of her shoe in his hand, he tossed it aside with no great difficulty, then rested her ankle along his shoulder and pressed his lips against her calf, lifting the skirts of her dress up over his head, far too quick to be anything less than completely too deliberate. Breathing hotly against her thigh, he dragged his teeth over the flesh there, then without pause, sunk his teeth into her inner thigh.

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         The DISCOURTESY!                      . . . oh, who was she trying to delude?                     She  barely  cared   more   about   his                    impolite  approach  than  she  did  the                    delicate,   silk   toes   of     her    shoe. 

                                   The   Monarch’s  jaw  clenched,  one of                                     the  corners  of  her mouth  jerked  into                                     a    grin.   Suppressing   any  sound  as                                     well as the thoughts   rushing   through                                     her  mind  as a gale, Katherine shakily                                     tucked  the  shoulder  rolls  out  of   the                                     outer bodice’s straps, tugging them  by                                     the ruffled wrists until she was left with                                     bare  arms.  The  heat,   emitting   from                                     inside,   would   soon   make   her   feel                                      trapped     in     such     thick     fabrics.

               “M’lord,” she mumbled through her breath,                 which  even she noticed got heavier, “I do                 not       even       know        your       name.”

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about me

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extemporaneousson:

name: Joan gender: Female pronouns: She/Her zodiac: Capricorn-Aquarius cusp birthday: January 16th sexuality: I actualy don’t know?? Like, I just fall for people and that’s that. I see literally no pattern in the people I fall for. country: The Netherlands~ religion: Agnotic atheist mbti: INTJ

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libxrtatis:

                                                                   （ vyssi ）                                                                    （ liked ）                                             you, i had nothing to do with his death! ❞                      believe his words. why would she? he was dressed head-to-toe in dark                     colored clothing.                               ❝ — you have the wrong man, mademoiselle. i swear to                     of course, he was speaking the TRUTH. thought it’s likely she wouldn’t

                 The    young    widow    and    possibly                  queen   regent   to   remain,  could not                  be reassured  by   the   man’s   words.                   Not by anything, actually. The woman,                  for  she  sometimes  only  was simply                  that,              was              inconsolable.

     “Milord... ” 

                 the regent whimpered,

     “Why would I believe you       over      my      counsel?”

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if they pronounce your name like a curse then you may as well teach their mouths how to taste a growing hell

Scherezade Siobhan©  (via weaverofstars)

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Holly Lisle, Talyn

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♔ open; ♔

    --- "I thought I’d NEVER see you again."

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'Tyrant rhymes with peasant.'

                “And the  last  time  a  P  O  E  T                 entered my court, he was flayed

                                                within a day.”

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OY! Like for a starter.