A Little Fitz.. He Looks Older Than He Should But Lets Ignore That

The Lady of Shalott, 1888-1905

William Holman Hunt

Fitz’s desk at Withywoods. How much do you think he put on paper that he just never told us about…

A million thanks to @tragediegh for letting me use the text of that main letter (I asked for gay and sad and yearning and she came through IMMEDIATELY haha) - you can read the whole thing in her incredible new fic Worth the Wait

Caught Staring

Tom Badgerlock never beating the allegations <3

I imagine that most of you have seen this one but if you have not, I recommend it. It's really sad but worth a watch in my opinion anyway.

Baby Nettle in a cottage with some stinging nettles around her crib...

Saw a fool-coded outfit on pinterest & decided it's actually a lord golden fit

Mr. Norrell from Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke... If you have not tried this wonderful novel and the associated BBC series, I would highly recommend it...

All illustrations have been created by photo manipulation with Adobe Photoshop and BeFunky filters...

Others island from the beginning of Ship of Magic . 𝒪𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝐼𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹, 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝓌𝑜-𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒟𝑒𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒞𝑜𝓋𝑒. 𝐻𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂 𝒸𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓀𝓎. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝒹 𝓇𝑜𝒸𝓀𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝒸𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝓊𝒹𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓁𝓎 𝓇𝑒𝒸𝑒𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝓎 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅'𝓈 𝑔𝒾𝑔 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒶𝓅𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒶𝒸𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝓇𝑜𝒸𝓀𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒢𝒶𝓃𝓀𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝒶 𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝒹𝓇𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝓊𝓅 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀𝓈.

𝒜𝒷𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝒻𝒻𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓂𝑒𝒹, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓃𝓈 𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓁𝓎 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓁𝓎 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝒹𝑒𝒻𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓋𝒶𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈. 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝒦𝑒𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒾𝓇𝑜𝓃 𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒𝓈, 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒻-𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓉𝒽.

It was neither pain nor pleasure; it was connection, pure and simple, as if we shared a skin. I lay still under that scrutiny, lacking even the strength to tremble, as I prayed he would go no further. I need not have feared.