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melpomeneprose · 4 months

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I'm not the man you think I am / and pretty girls make graves...

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charmantevamp · 11 months

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This man's gonna be my death, ‘Cause he's all I ever wanted in my life. / ‘Cause I don't think I can face another night. Where I'm half sick of shadows.

Ben x Audrey: @honorhearted.

Further reading.

#honorhearted #benjamin / my sunbeam #ben x audrey #aes / material world #musings / a killer queen #historical verse.#about / audrey #18th century #music / audrey #ben tallmadge #benjamin tallmadge #lady of shalott #alfred tennyson #emilie autumn

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magioffire · 4 months

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@sins-of-the-sea

"Your food, your clothes, your music, your poetry and writings, -- it is all reminds me of the best parts of my home," Valeriu mused to Rashid, cheeks flushed from summer wine, saved from a time more fruitful. He reclined and relaxed amongst a nest of pillows as the boat gently rocked. The fae wore silken robes so graciously provided -- his own vermilion robes were in great need of a wash, stained and weather-worn.

"It's a dangerous thing to long so much for a home like mine," The fae remarked. Particularly when he came this far. Traveling to the edges of the word to escape into the next. As far as he could go, where the hunt would not reach him. But they would eventually reach him. The Hunt always found their quarry. "Only under extraordinary circumstances do I travel so far."

"Though, I feel better that I wont have to travel all the way back for some good wine and good company." Yes, he was enjoying the man's company -- or, at least, he enjoyed the privileges he gained from being within Rashid's good graces. Hard to tell the difference, sometimes.

#of course vali is gonna cozy up to the guy who has nice stuff #real recognizes real #ic.#sinsofthesea #alt verse.#historical verse.

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thevamplelio · 11 months

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One of the lights

There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights. - Dracula (1897 novel), by Bram Stoker

Benjamin Tallmadge & Lestat de Lioncourt: @honorhearted.

#honorhearted #Benjamin / one of the lights - philia & pragma #aes / de lioncourt #musings / sympathy for the devil #visage / silk and lace #about / lestat #ben and lestat #historical verse.#brotp #benjamin tallmadge #ben tallmadge #lestat de lioncourt #crossover #my brotp

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ask-nyc-boroughs · 1 month

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Early Appalachian frontiersman Alfred in buckskin circa 1790- 1810s. I’m trying to figure out how to paint like NC Wyeth digitally (so lol the background is Wyeth’s).

Gonna ramble a bit about my nor’easter au and Alfred below the cut

Following the American Revolution, Alfred is immediately sent out to squash any rebellions (like whiskey rebellion) and to partake in wars against Indigenous nations like the Cherokee. I’ll save a discussion about the Cherokee wars for another time because that’ll take a long time to explain + I’m still working on my Cherokee oc and I need to understand Cherokee history and perspective more before I go forward with talking about this topic.

Now the many of the east coast states are older than Alfred, and they mostly supported him during the revolution because they thought he’d be easy to control given at the time of the revolution he wasn’t tied down as any colony or city. However, he was a New Englander and very obviously so

He was once Plymouth colony and he grew up alongside his cousin Henry/Massachusetts, but by the time the revolution occurred, his status was unclear and he was simply living with his cousin (who’s his earliest and most fierce supporter) .

These states operated like countries and part of why the had the revolution was to continue to self-govern and maintain their regional cultures. It’s also part of why the federal government initially was rather weak. Given Alfred’s closeness to his cousin, and his very staunch New England identity, I think the states would be hesitant over a strong New England national control. And so I think they especially Jennie/NY & Rich/Virginia encouraged Alfred to leave his cousin for a while, and partake in military campaigns (+ he was good at battle).

Also Alfred was like 14, and I don’t think he’s ever been the type to sit down and do paperwork. Honestly he was always a bad student, who was far more interested in the outdoors, horses, sailing and hunting. While he won the war, and he was fine with being head of state, he still didn’t 1) have confidence in himself to make non-military related decisions 2) he just wasn’t mentally ready to take on the responsibilities and was fine deferring it to his states like Jennie, Rich, or Henry to figure out matters that weren’t military related. He was irresponsible and it would come back to bite him in the ass during the Civil War.

Alfred on a personal level it was probably good for him to get away from his overly critical cousin who can be overbearing, but also so he would get more experience to deeply get to know his states.

Also Alfred, growing up in New England, he was a little ball of rage as a kid and he has a difficult time managing his emotions. He wasn’t exactly the personable seemingly fun loving Alfred of the present. Not that he couldn’t crack a joke, but ok I’m not from New England, but in the northeast I find we’re rather cynical, un-filtered and sarcastic and tbh kind of asssholes in the way we have fun and in our humor. That’s how he was, which is like fine unless you’re trying to appeal to the rest of the nation lol which he would have to

I think his time spent in Appalachia and the south did help him learn more about his other states especially Maisie/ North Carolina. But also helped him learn more how to let go some of this intense New England rage, and how to better control his emotions. But also let loose in a way that isn’t so dark and cynical. Also I think this helped him slowly learn how to speak with less of a New England specific accent

He was also able to observe states like Rich and Carl/ South Carolina and gain an understanding of how being able to control your emotions, can help control your image and how others perceive you. So these are the origins of how he slowly began to shape and become at least in public this overly friendly happy go lucky Alfred.

I’ll save a discussion about his interactions with the Appalachian states more explicitly another time I’m just tired😴 fr rn

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lsdoiphin · 5 months

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Lord Lamonte Hubert Urdagan is known among Tri-Kingdom nobility as the worst Lord in all of Vestur. At a rather young age he inherited the Urdagan Lordship after his father perished in a freak moose accident, and he has been an unwanted blemish on the Northern Kingdom ever since. Luckily, the Tri-Kingdom at large can comfortably pretend he does not exist, as Urdagan territory has little in the ways of population, roads, trade exports, or modern strategic value. There are viscounts with more sway in Tri-Kingdom politics than Lord Urdagan.

This is a reality he has accepted, and he attempts to make the best of it. He does his damnedest to care for his people with the means he has, and looks for silver linings where he can find them.

After all, if no one cares to watch you too closely, your time is your own.

#oc: lamonte #verse: forever gold #fantasy oc #original character art #historical fantasy #snow #polar night #fantasy setting #fantasy animal #hare #rabbit

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hecksee · 8 months

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im learning i have an intense fondness for historical gays. modern gays are good, but theres just Something about historical queers that hit my brain. bonus points if they're from the 17th-19th century.

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profoundbondfanfic · 2 months

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The Law of Equivalent Exchange

The Law of Equivalent Exchange by awed_frog @awed-frog Rating: Mature Word Count: 60k

“And what’s the point of it?” “Of love? There isn’t one. Loving is its own purpose.”

This fic is poetic and deeply touching in a way that truly just has to be experienced. It's just a breathtakingly beautiful love story.

Cas, Angel of Tears, is assigned to watch over two brothers, tied together and experiencing hundreds of lifetimes of sorrow and joy in preparation for some mysterious Heavenly plan. His mission is to watch over a green-eyed boy, to guide him into each next life. The human doesn't know, doesn't remember (mostly), but it's impossible to ignore the growing bond between them. Cas finds himself inexorably changed by watching the many lives he experiences.

The fic ties into canon (so you should be familiar with canon to truly enjoy it) to make some of the iconic scenes even more emotional.

It all comes together to tell an unforgettable story of love and devotion that had me crying by chapter 2, and it has a soft, beautiful ending that will stick with me for awhile.

#destiel #fic rec #50k to 100k #mature #canon verse #canon divergence #reincarnation #angst with a happy ending #historical #temporary major character death #slow burn #angel!castiel #trueform!castiel #human!castiel #bottom!dean #first kiss #first time #author: awed_frog #the law of equivalent exchange

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theophan-o · 4 months

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Graceful, beautifully drawn Cossack Heroes and their horses:

Petro S. Andrusiv (Петро Стефанович Андрусiв, 1906-1981), Ukrainian artist, graphic and illustrator: Hunting with Falcon (1971)

It is a fan&didactic account, existing only for the Cossack Heroes glory and promoting Ukrainian heritage worldwide. Copyright belongs to the Artist/Museum.

#art #ukrainian art #cossack art #cossack heroes #ukrainian history #ukrainian heritage #ukrainian culture #cossacks #traditional art #traditional illustration #horse art #equine art #ogniem i mieczem verse #historical art #ukraine

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lossie92 · 1 year

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When Winter Comes - Emperor Madara AU

Ever since I posted this comic last year for @wisiaden's MadaTobi June Bonanza, I've been toying with the idea of making this AU into a fic, not just a short comic.

Thanks to Wisia and @kooriicolada who have graciously lent me their ears over the last few weeks, this fic is now officially a work in progress!

Hope you enjoy a small look into the story ahead. Please let me know your thoughts - I'm very curious! 👀

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Warnings: a/b/o dynamics, descriptions of injury, implied/referenced abuse

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Without saying anything, Madara approached the kneeling man, curious despite himself. Since the omega had his head bowed, it was impossible to see the expression on his face, but the trembling of his curled shoulders was more than enough to give Madara an idea about what the man was feeling.

In the background he could hear the crowd become lively again as it regained its ability to speak.

Madara listened to the cacophony of various complaints about the apparently cursed young man by the name Tobirama who, according to the whispers, was nothing but trouble and couldn't be trusted with anything.

A blight on the lives of the other servants.

A demon child with mud for blood.

A disgrace.

Somehow Madara highly doubted any of these claims were true.

Although he could see the evidence of Tobirama's apparent clumsiness in the form of broken dishes, spilled food, and a beaten up wooden tray lying nearby, he suspected Tobirama hadn't done it on purpose. The tray looked heavy and, considering the vitriol thrown at his head, it wasn't too hard to imagine someone actually tripping the man either.

Madara couldn't say why he was so sure of this, but there was something about this obviously scared, beaten man, which made him believe he wasn't looking at a troublemaker, but a victim instead.

"Silence!"

His voice cracked through the air like a whip and in an instant all was blissfully silent.

Perfectly aware that everyone was paying attention and probably wondering what he would do, Madara hooked his fingers under Tobirama's chin and gently lifted the man's face as he said, "Don't be afraid, Tobirama. You may look at me."

Tobirama resisted for a moment or two, clearly hesitant, before he looked up.

Madara's breath left him in a rush. In all of his life he had never seen a pair of eyes more beautiful. Their almond shape and the long lashes surrounding them were more than enough to inspire awe, but it was their colour that truly made them mesmerising.

Red.

Red like the fresh blood dripping over Madara's fingers from the cut on Tobirama's chin.

The red of the Uchiha clan mon.

These were the eyes of the sun goddess herself, Amaterasu-okami. She, who had been the patron and guardian of the Uchiha family for generations; the one Madara prayed to each morning at sunrise.

Like every Uchiha, Madara has heard the stories of how their clan came to rule over the Land of Fire. It was Amaterasu's Mandate that granted them this divine right and power.

What was lesser known was the fact that every once in a while the goddess of shining heavens would send a blessing to the earth. The red eyes were believed to signify its arrival. The Uchiha considered people born with them a sign of good luck and of prosperity, and an encounter with a blessed individual was said to herald the arrival of a particularly opulent era.

Although Madara had always been a sceptic at heart when it came to legends, believing most of not all to be nothing other than hearsay, but he couldn't quite shake off the feeling that his meeting with Tobirama wasn't a mere coincidence.

Such beautiful eyes in a face this fair…

Even the still bleeding cuts and the distraught expression couldn't distract from their appeal. Part of it was for sure Tobirama's overall beauty. The few tendrils of hair, which pulled silver when light hit them a certain way, framed his face, only further adding to the enchanting picture he made. His features, Madara noted, were well-balanced and delicate, though sharpened by his unnatural thinness, and his skin was impossibly soft under Madara's fingers, feeling almost like the richest velvet.

To put it simply, he was a vision and Madara would be a liar if he said he wasn't thoroughly charmed.

Extending a hand to help Tobirama stand up, he asked, "Are you alright?"

The omega stumbled as he stood, hissing in pain, but Madara caught him before he could fall again. He was surprisingly tall, a bit taller than Madara himself. A curiosity for sure. Not many people grew to such a height and it was certainly an impressive feat. However, there was also no denying that Tobirama's height made it even more obvious how worryingly thin he was.

His condition was a cause for concern to say the least and the way he was now leaning on Madara made it abundantly clear. There was really no point in denying that Tobirama was injured on top of being severely weakened and cold, his fingers like ice against Madara's own. It begged the question how on earth the man had been able to work up until now.

Without doubt he needed a healer and rest. Possibly food and sweet lemon water as well.

"Tobirama?"

Blinking owlishly, the man finally whispered, "I… I'm f-fine."

There was little doubt in Madara's mind that this wasn't the case, but it didn't feel right to question him further so publicly.

By all accounts he had been through enough already.

"Good," Madara said as he brought Tobirama's hands to his lips before blowing warm air on them to warm them up bit. When they felt less freezing to touch, he pressed a lingering kiss to each before placing them against his chest, right over his heart. "Now let us find you a healer, beautiful."

#here we gooo #emperor madara au #historical au #a/b/o au #mdtb #madatobi #madara #tobirama #wip #lossie writes #when winter comes verse #naruto #naruto founders #naruto fanfiction

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melpomeneprose · 7 months

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Oh, I will ruin you.

John Bolton (Benjamin Tallmadge or 721) x Clara: @curseconsumed.

#curseconsumed #curseconsumed (clara)#muse: benjamin tallmadge #ben x clara #benjamin tallmadge #ben tallmadge #visage / merely aiding nature #aes / the lovers you take are dangerous #18th century #american revolution #musings / the wicked have their virtues #turn: washington's spies #turn washington's spies #turn amc #amc turn #ben x oc #historical verse.#for skill in music named / queue

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charmantevamp · 11 months

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All I ever wanted, was the open sea and sky, freedom from the life I always knew now all I am is haunted. As days and hours roll by all I ever think about is you.

Benjamin Tallmadge, sailor au: @honorhearted.

#honorhearted #benjamin / my sunbeam #aes / material world #au: little mermaid (novel)#mermay 2023 #mermay #historical verse.#18th century #benjamin tallmadge #ben tallmadge

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citylighten · 2 months

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Pietro Impellizzeri 1500s AU

#oc: pietro #ts4 simblr #ts4 historical #hes adopted by raphael in this verse <3 who is a corrupt royal

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thevamplelio · 9 months

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If I'm a lesser of two evils… Who's this man, who's this act I hide behind? — Two Evils, Bastille

Lincoln vs de Lioncourt: @historiavn.

#historiavn #lincoln / truthful thorn #of leeches and liars #historical verse.#aes / de lioncourt #musings / sympathy for the devil #lestat / gentleman death #I know I’m a wolf #era: 19th century #music / lestat

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ask-nyc-boroughs · 20 days

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Proud of how this came out. Anyways some revolutionary war Alfred. I’ll share some thoughts I have about him in regards to my au lore beneath the cut

He’s a stubborn angry irresponsible kid from New England when the war begins, and tbh he’s like this until the American Civil War. He accepted a lot of responsibility at a young age, was rather insecure, too stubborn to really admit he needs help, and deferred a lot to his states - eventually his irresponsibility catches up with him. And he’s also later forced to change his disposition to be more friendly and diplomatic.

He barely gains the support of his own states. He was initially Plymouth colony, existed as basically nothing except as a ward of his cousin Henry/Massachusetts. The states just tbh saw him as the most neutral option amongst themselves given he has no real role & all the other states have great qualms with each other. But they do admire his commitment, and his battle expertise, and also pure strength. They do however see him as an irresponsible kid so they think he’ll be easy to control (they’re not much that older than him)

His cousin Henry is quite supportive of him and sees his potential so he’s really the one pushing Alfred forth. Alfred just agrees to appease his cousin, whom has taken good care of him up until this point. He’s a kid who accepts way too much responsibility and is way in over his head.

Alfred isn’t a stranger to war or violence prior to the Revolution. However during the revolution, I think under the guidance of General Washington he refines his battle skills and learns to better channel his anger into battle rather than being sporadic. He comes to view General Washington as a father-like figure.

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rebluvio · 7 months

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they are girlfriends :]

#kids dont smoke but if ur fictional and hot you can #digitalart #spiderman #art #hobie brown #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #noirpunk #peter benjamin parker #punknoir #peter parker #genderbend #genderbender #women #lesbian #girlfriends #1930s accurate art #I LOVE BEING HISTORICALLY ACCURATE ITS MY FAVOURITE THING

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