In The Old Duke's Time... →

As this is a secondary blog and has proven to be remarkably difficult, I have decided to move my rp to another, separate email. Nothing has changed except for the fact that perhaps things will be more organised. I hope all my followers will forgive me the enormous inconvenience and consent to continue to follow me, except on this new tumblr. 

The blog is empty right now, but I’ll amend that and things will get back to normal. No, things will be better then normal because I will start to rattle out replies and starters quicker then before. Thank you so much for your patience, you guys have been absolutely fantastic and I really don’t deserve it.

I welcome new followers as well! I am very excited because I hope this will make things much easier for us to rp without you being utterly bewildered when I follow you. 

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Posted 1 year ago with 2 notes

My roleplay tumblr →


Hello everyone! I know I’ve posted this quite a few times before, but I feel I ought to keep doing so in order to avoid any confusion. My roleplay blog is a secondary blog, so I cannot follow anyone on it. If you do get followed by me, and you’re a rp blog, then this is the explanation. 

Posted 1 year ago with 2 notes
The Duke of Wellington has passed away.


For a moment she gazes at the grey face in silence. The ornate clock on the mantle ticks away, the only sound in the drawing room. She searches the unfeeling face for something that would prove this was all some misunderstanding, that it wasn’t so, but found there was nothing there. 

"When? how?" 

Her voice was weak as she vainly sought for some explanation. The truth was, the words had yet to truly mean something to her. She could not quite believe this was happening. She paced away from the messenger and wrapped her arms around her body as he explained what had happened. As the situation grew more clear, her hopes began to fall and as the explanation went on, she began to shake her head in denial. 

"But Napoleon is defeated. The war is over. He cannot be gone. That isn’t possible." 

She turned away and moved to the window, and though she could not see anything from where she was in Brussels, she could hear. The sounds of the cannons had stopped hours ago, and the army was on the march home. It had been a victory. 


Her hands and forehead pressed against the panes of the glass as her body began to shake. She heard the final apologies as the messenger shut the door behind him, but paid them little heed. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes but she grit her teeth against the rising panic. Her eyes strained to catch some sight of a returning army but found nothing. 

"You gave me your word. Don’t do this to me. Don’t leave me now." 

An idea struck her and she turned away from the glass, hurrying over to the door and yanking it open. She called for a servant, her voice leaving no room for argument and she was quickly attended to. 

"Ready my horse. Now. I will be down momentarily."

She would ride to Waterloo herself and confirm the truth of this. 

Reblog with a picture of your muse’s “SO DONE WITH THIS SHIT” face.





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Reblog if you’re willing to do VERY violent gore RPs




GOD yes. Even better if it’s kinky gore, like really rough sex or just really enjoying the violence or whatever. Just, ugh, yes please~

I’m not crazy, I swear!

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"…Has passed away." Add a character and see how my muse reacts

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way
Than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Pablo Neruda, “Sonnet XVII”  (via thatkindofwoman)
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