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Vanquished.

George Hitchcock.

1895.

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"Something's wrong." "Yeah. We're up here, away from the fun." — The Wigmaker Job, Courtney Woods

Bonus flats-only version! 🙌

(Illario also has a five o'clock shadow in WMJ, it turns out—a last-minute addition 😂 )

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commission done by @ 冰块尖叫ICEQUEEN for Warden Alistair/my HoF

A portrait in Weisshaupt.

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Somebody….stop me before it's too late -

.......I think it's too late... /(U////U/ /)/

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an extremely self-indulgent comic set a little post-Veilguard, ft. a new baby wyvern for Lucanis <3

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really good angle. 😮‍💨

how could I resist mr. dark, complex and intriguing

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strong feminine urge to kiss lover's demon

bioware... please let me kiss the demon too...

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A man who will shower you with millions of red roses. Aww, just look at this boy in love.

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Edward Daniels & Chuck Aule | SHUTTER ISLAND (2010) What the hell, boss? I’m your partner, for Christ’s sake. ​​​

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pinches his cheek

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Kiss

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Vanquished.

George Hitchcock.

1895.

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Vanquished.

George Hitchcock.

1895.

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Maria Theresa of Austria was the only one of Joseph II’s children to survive infancy. He was very close with his daughter, the only reminder he had of his much loved first wife, Isabella of Parma. Sadly, the little Archduchess died of pleurisy just before her 8th birthday, leaving her father heartbroken. He wrote this letter to her governess, Christine de Trazegnies, Marquise d'Herzelles, shortly after her death:

Madame,

If decency permitted, it would be with you alone that I would be pouring out the sorrow which… pierces my soul. I have ceased to be a father: it is more than I can bear. Despite being resigned to it, I cannot stop myself thinking and saying every moment: ‘O my God, restore to me my daughter, restore her to me.’ I hear her voice, I see her. I was dazed when the terrible blow fell. Only after I had got back to my room did I feel the full horror of it, and I shall go on feeling it all the rest of my life, since I shall miss her in everything. But not that I have, I believe, fulfilled all the duties of a father - and a good father - one [duty] remains which I hear my daughter imposing on me: that of rendering thanks to you. Madame, where would you wish me to begin? All your trouble and care have been beyond price. But [she] would never forgive me if I did not at least try to induce you to accept the enclosed offering as a memento of all that I owe you and a pledge of all that I should like to do for you. In addition the sincere respect and true friendship that I have sworn to you can in some way discharge [my obligation], you can be sure it will be unshakable. I venture to ask only one favour from you, which is that no one shall ever know anything about it and that even between ourselves - since I am counting on our weeping and talking again together about this dear child - there will never be any mention of it, or you will at once cause me to regret fulfilling this duty. I beg you to urge the same absolute silence of Mlle Chanclos, for whom I also enclose a letter; it is for me a point of importance. As my daughter’s sole heir, I have just given orders… that I should keep only her diamonds. [You are to have everything else.] One thing that I would ask you to let me have is her white dimity dressing-gown, embroidered with flowers, and some of her writings. I have her mother’s, I shall keep them together. Have pity on a friend in despair, and be sure that I can hardly wait for the moment when I come to see you…

Your true friend and servant,

Joseph

This unhappy 23 January, which has overturned our happy and so successful household, 1770.

No one knows for certain what the exact nature of the relationship between Joseph and the marquise was: some have though he proposed some form of morgantic marriage to her, some have said he wished her to simply stay in Vienna to act as his friend and hostess. By then he’d been twice widowed, and declared he had no intention of remarrying. Whatever his proposal was, it was rejected by the marquise and she left Vienna shortly afterwards.

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Inktober Day 12: Loss

Some post Ostagar vibes. The babes need some hugs 💙

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