#goldfinvhs

[basileuus]

@goldfinvhs.

     The  lightning  is  almost  audible  as  it  sizzles  across  the  grey  clouds,  barely  even  a  whisper  of  a  singe  before  a  loud,  clapping  thunder  rattles  the  ground  beneath  them.  Brutus’s  face  is  a  note  sourer  than  his  usually  severe  death  mask,  concern  engraved  in  the  premature  lines  on  his  face,  reflected  in  brown  eyes  as  glassy  as  the  growing  puddles  outside.  It  will  be  hell  to  travel  in,  but  he  hopes  that  that  alone  will  be  enough  to  ground  Caesar’s  frenetics,  if  only  for  a  bit.  This  storm  may  exhaust  itself,  but  one  far  greater  still  brews  upon  the  horizon.

     His  eyes  go  back  to  the  wooden  slate  on  his  lap  and,  with  a  light,  ginger  hand,  he  starts  to  sketch  the  aquiline  curve  of  Antony’s  nose,  stealing  quick  glances  at  the  man  where  his  memory  fails  him.  

     “This  speculation  is  tasteless,”  he  says  through  a  sigh,  making  the  outline  of  one,  blank  eye,  the  other  hidden  by  the  angle  of  Antony’s  head.  “You  speak  about  their  conflict  as  if  you  have  something  to  gain  from  it.”  It’s  a  stupid  thing  to  say,  Brutus  knows,  to  a  man  whose  livelihood  and  legacy  is  crafted  on  the  foundation  of  warring,  but  he  chooses  to  say  it  anyway,  just  to  hear  Antony  agree.  

     Spoils  of  war  aside,  there  is  not  yet  a  war  to  glean  spoils  from,  and  Brutus  likes  to  hope  that  there  won’t  be,  at  least  between  two  of  Rome’s  most  prominent  men.  Power  is  contentious  and  problematic,  and  no  one  ever  said  governing  a  superpower  was  easy,  but  he  likes  to  believe  that  this  will  be  able  to  be  worked  out  peacefully.  Brutus  hopes  that  peace  is   still  an  option,  or,  at  the  very  least,  heated  discussion  rather  than  war.  Both  are  politicians,  but  both  are  veterans.  Both  are  two  faces  of  the  same  coin,  which  has  been  flicked  up,  spinning  around  and  around.  Who  is  to  say  how  it  will  fall?

[perioddramarph]

I am so glad this blog is back!! if you have time, could you please icon/gif/whatever your heart desires Yuliya Snigir in Road to Calvary? ik there is one in catherine but she's so so stunning in RtC and so underused.

guuurl i’ve been looking for gifsets of her in RTC to make a hunt, but there’s none! i rarely make gifs from scratch, but i can find some screencaps and make static icons from them if you’re really in need of those resources. ooorrr you can request it on other period helpers, there’s a new one in the tag and she seems pretty lovely. try @erarph!  or just let me know if you want the static icons.

[swiftstigmata]

goldfinvhs replied to your photo “me when historians add ‘oh, and Lepidus’ to the end of their sentences...”

DONT TEXT ME AGAIN

I think I actually lost a follower for this and that’s valid

[urbanteeth]

TO THE WOLVES — season one posters (Johann & Emmett)

TAGLIST (click here to be added) — @cluelessbuttercup @dogwrites @goldfinvhs @tragedyshow @tenacious-scripturient @diwrites @mirror-of-too-many-books @isanyonetoknow @makealltheboymoosegowahhh @waterproof-pages @velvetinewitch @wreckageofus @thewalkingnerdx @woodhouse-jay @writeouswriter @dashy-mcdasher @drist-n-dither @klywrites

[khruseosold]

ROLEPLAY HISTORY

The rules are simple! Post ten characters you’d like to roleplay as, have role-played as and might bring back. Then tag ten people to do the same (if you can’t think of ten characters, just write down however many you can and tag the same amount of people). Aside from that, please repost instead of reblogging!

CURRENTLY PLAYING:

Ezio Auditore from Assassin’s Creed (@iniziare​).

Tony Stark from the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

Oberyn Martell and Cersei Lannister from A Song of Ice and Fire.

Jace Herondale from the Shadowhunter Chronicles novels (formerly at @khruseos​).

Fergus Claudel Fraser and Frank Randall from Starz’ Outlander.

Francis II of Valois from Reign (formerly at @lumenrectis​).

WANT TO PLAY:

At present, in all honesty, I’m pretty satisfied with my multimuse’s list along with Ezio over on his own blog. My muses from the Musketeers may make a comeback one day, same with Vanessa Ives, but that day is not today nor tomorrow. One that is pretty much a certainty once I’ve gone through his material, however:

Davos Seaworth from A Song of Ice and Fire.

HAVE PLAYED:

I always suck to monumental extents when it comes to remembering all of my attempted muses, so I’ll list what comes to mind that made a lasting impression on— well, my own memory.

Tatia Petrova from The Vampire Diaries (pre-show flashbacks), I also tried my hand at a Dark!Bonnie primarily inspired by the concept of Jean Grey/(Dark) Phoenix, and at various intervals, Klaus and Elijah Mikaelson. 

A personification of the Scorpio zodiac (yeah, I was one of those, though I was a bit late).

Paige Arkin from Graceland.

Death and Anna Milton from Supernatural.

Selina Kyle/Catwoman, though she was entirely Burton-based.

Tyrion Lannister and Daenerys Targaryen, who were, at the time, Game of Thrones-based.

WILL/WOULD PLAY AGAIN:

Out of the ‘have played’ and who aren't in my ‘perhaps they’ll come back’ list? Death was brilliant and fun to write and I still miss him at times, very fond memories. I’ll also always carry a soft spot for Anna Milton and Burton / Michelle Pfeiffer’s Selina Kyle. But honestly, I doubt they’ll make comebacks.

Tagged by: I totally stole it from both @onlycertainty and @oftheridge (<3) Tagging: Everyone I follow, to be honest, I’m always too curious for my own good. But let’s see how far/many I can think of tagging (apologies if you guys have already done this!) @freckledsnack / @metuant, @loialte, @lionessborn, @tymptir, @praeludio, @tolvys, @lionhvrted, @rhaegxr, @guerissant, @lyspider, @roiregem, @laidirnighean, @zcldrizes, @murroyilodel, @murroyilodel, @killthebxy, @ofjordayne, @feuerthe, @trickstercaptain / @immobiliter, @empireburned, @crownedclaw, @wildfireyes, @goldfinvhs, @paetriarch, @thesellsword, @naiiadi, @onlyliberty, @ashccra, @hesquired. In other words, listen, if you see this on your dash, snatch it up, okay? Chocolate’s incoming.

[loyalservants]

SHAKESPEARE AESTHETICS

& . MACBETH ;

the howl of wolves / moonless nights / dirt under fingernails / stained silk / chattering teeth/ voices hoarse and cracked / rotting fruit / echoing drums / dry heaving /  hanging cobwebs / stifling humidity / bloodshot eyes / the roughness of rusted steel / wild rose bushes / muscle cramps / the sound of splintering wood

& . A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM ;

crackling fires / ivy crawling on stone / the faint music of running water / petrichor / dirty, bare feet / tattered clothing / thistledown / wilted flower crowns / late evening birdsong / curling leaves / a symphony of croaking frogs / drifting feathers / the eerie sound of wind chimes at night / humming bees / beds of clover.

& . ROMEO AND JULIET ;

warm, golden lamp light / worn shoes / crumbling brick walls / whispered poetry / embroidered satin / cool, hazy mornings / tousled hair / rosewater, flushed cheeks / distant orchestras / unfinished marble statues / cobblestone streets / loose threads / ink smudged on parchment / tapping fingers / dust illuminated by sunlight / poison vials

& . HAMLET ;

shattered glass / a cluster of fraying ribbons / unanswered knocks on doors / lingering dampness / white noise / inexplicable drafts / migraines / bleeding ears / the taste of metal/ reflected mirrors / dry, cracked lips / the sound of tearing paper / fogged windows /memories of dreams / tarnished silver / protruding veins

TAGGED BY: @bastxrdofwinterfell

TAGGING: @asrage || @musetory || @bolvasmiidr || @sviker || @goldfinvhs || @withinycu

[ilvecchiio]

𝟷𝟻 𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂, 𝟷𝟻 𝙼𝚄𝚃𝚄𝙰𝙻𝚂.

⭑   are you named after anyone? apparently i’m named after a cousin i never met, no one likes her either, my parents just stole her name. my mum wanted to call me melissa but my dad was like lol no.

⭑  when was the last time you cried? i literally don’t remember.. i’m not as emotional as i seem apparently.

⭑  do you have kids? gawd no, but i am a mum friend.

⭑  do you use sarcasm a lot? NOPE, not at all. not even. nope.

⭑  what’s the first thing you notice about people? usually the tone of their voice, i feel like you can tell a lot about a person by how they speak to you when you first meet and the tone in your voice gives you a lot of power to make someone feel good.

⭑  what’s your eye color? blue.

⭑  scary movie or happy ending? happy ending pleaseeeeee.

⭑  any special talents? i can wiggle my ears? 

⭑  where were you born? manchester, england.

⭑  what are your hobbies? hahahahahahaaaaaa work doesn’t allow hobbies apart from sleeping.

⭑  do you have any pets? i wish! i have a niece and she’s kind of like an animal.

⭑  what tattoos / piercings / body mods do you have? nope! i used to have my ears pierced but they healed up, my sister tried to pierce them again but it hurt like a bitch.

⭑  how tall are you? 5′7″ and a half (the half is super important)

⭑  dream job? honestly? anything that makes me happy and safe, i love my job right now because i feel like i get to help people even if they don’t even know it. our national health service is a treasure and it needs to be PROTECTED.

⭑  favorite subject at school? i loved performing arts and science.

Tagged by: @starblcssd Tagging:   @iilvecchio @letempsrevient @geakwrites @goldfinvhs && anyone else who wants to do it bc i’m too sleepy to list more!

[penguinpositivity]

could you please send some love to goldfinvhs and lionhvrted? they are two lovely and hard working muns who deserve the WORLD! so much talent, so much beauty! lots and lots of love to you too, penguin

your message has been passed along ! and thank you so much for the love for penguin ! penguin is honored !!!

[grrrlsolider]

GOLDFINVH TRAILer soON

[basileuus]

dies irae && offertorium haha end me

requiem  asks

dies  irae  -  how  does  your  muse  handle  rejection?

     he’s  always  taken  rejection  with  grace,  even  as  a  child  (  he  matured  really  quickly  in  general,  due  to  pressure  put  on  him  and  his  own  nature  seriousness.  ).  that  being  said,  he  internalises  it  really  badly  and  has  a  tendency  to  blow  things  out  of  proportion.  the  cause  of  rejection  is  never  apparent  to  him  as  timing  or  logistic  or  anything  logical  like  that,  but  rather  because  of  him  personally.

offertorium  -  what  piece  of  art  best  describes  your  muse?

      imaginary  view  of  the  grande  galerie  in  the  louvre  in  ruins.  there’s  such  a  desolate  grandness  in  it …what  should  have  been  or  might  have  been  or  once  was  isn’t  there,  and  never  will  be.

[urbanteeth]

oliver west [detective, skilled mechanic, everybody’s best friend] —

“Hey, hey, hey!” Balancing the box of donuts against his hip with one arm and pushing the door open with the other, Oliver sauntered into the room. As best as he could, he grabbed stacks of papers fanned across the table taking up most of the room and set them aside. He pulled on the box’s lid and slid the open container across the surface in the direction of where Althea, Neveen, and Johann were gathered over spread out files. “Thought you guys might be hungry.” 

Neveen was the first to scoop up one, a twisted thing powered with a generous coating of sugar. “Mmm. You’re my favorite person in this whole department,” she said around a mouthful of fried dough. Taking his cue from her, Johann quietly picked out a chocolate covered one, mumbled a ‘thanks’ before retreating to start up the old coffee machine loitering off in one corner of the room. The warm earthy smell roused Oliver, chasing away the last traces of longing for his bed. 

“Where’s Emmett?” He asked as he picked up his own donut.

“Late, I think.” Althea pulled out a chair and leaned back, taking careful bites to avoid spilling strawberry jam on her shirt. Oliver raised an eyebrow.

“That’s a first. Dude never sleeps. I think he’d live here if the chief didn’t make him go home.” A tap on his shoulder made him turn. “Oh, thanks!” He took the offered mug from Johann and set it on the table. “Has anyone called him?”

Neveen popped the last bit of donut into her mouth, chewed slowly. “We were just about to.”

“Here, I’ll do it.” Oliver placed his donut on a napkin and dusted sugar off his fingertips. He pulled his phone from his pocket and thumbed through the contacts before selecting Emmett’s number. He raised the phone to his ear and waited, counting the seconds by the ringing of the line. Though he supposed it wasn’t impossible, he felt almost certain the Emmett would never be late without calling in first, at least. He’s fine. Just slept in, probably.

But images still crept into his mind, grisly photos pinned to a backdrop of brown, the chess pawn, a shocking white amid the dark crimson of drying blood. 

I swear, he silently told Emmett, hoping his words would somehow reach him, you better have not done anything stupid, you hear?

Taglist (click here to be added) —

@cluelessbuttercup​​ @dashy-mcdasher​​ @goldfinvhs​​ @dogwrites​​ @tragedyshow​​ @woodhouse-jay​​ @phahbiyah​​ @diwrites​

[khruseosold]

Alright, so just a little list of the drafts that I have and am working on. If you know that I owe you a reply or somehow still a starter from way back when I first started this blog, and you don’t see yourself noted in here, let me know. Do keep in mind that I’ve swapped out/gotten rid of some muses. Beyond that, if you’re not listed here but you know that we have a thread; it’s likely your turn to respond. Furthermore, I’m also adding a small list of people I either already am or will be plotting with for interaction, but the threads resulting from such plotting will be done after I’m finished with all of these, though quickly following it. Anyway, the list: without any further ado:

Starters:

Fergus Fraser > @immobiliter​ (Jamie Fraser) ✓ Fergus Fraser > @oftheridge​ (<3 to replace the starter you’d given my Claire, who I’ve since removed) ✓ Fergus Fraser > @truthsecn​ ( Murtagh Fitzgibbons) ✓ Francis II > @regentofscots​ (I’m giving you more angst) ✓ Francis II > @repudious​ (Mary Stuart. Listen, I promised it forever ago; you’re getting it still) ✓ Cersei Lannister > @pridevigilance​ (I mean, technically a response to an ask, but shh)

Replies

Francis II > @valyrianflame​ ✓ Frank Randall > @guerissant​ ✓ Frank Randall > @laidirnighean​ ✓ Jace Herondale > @hakune​ (Simon Lewis) ✓ Jace Herondale > @freckledsnack​ Jace Herondale > @repudious (Alec Lightwood) Jace Herondale > @repudious (Valentine Morgenstern) Milady de Winter > @trickstercaptain​ Oberyn Martell > @lionhvrted (Ellaria Sand) Oberyn Martell > @trickstercaptain Oberyn Martell > @viperprincss​ Oberyn Martell > @theeldestsun​ Oberyn Martell > @warendured​ (Nymeria Sand) Oberyn Martell > @ofjordayne​ Vanessa Ives > @epiphonoi​ (Dorian Gray) ✓ Vanessa Ives > @repudious (Ethan Chandler)

Current plotting (if you guys are still interested; apologies for lack of IM responses!)

@tymptir​ (listen we still need to decide, and I’m staying clutched to your leg until then) @goldfinvhs​ / @wildfireyes​ 

Who I wish to write with still?

I’m nitpicky with follows, so truthfully (if I can handle so many threads is a different matter altogether), all mutuals of mine. A new plotting/starter call will be put up once I’m done with all of this.

[loyalservants]

ERA AESTHETIC cc. NADIA SATRINAVA

    rules.  bold what applies to your muse.

                             𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋.

tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. loose ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.

                            𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.

freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums. bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids. going to bed with your kneesocks on.

                             𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐐𝐔𝐄.

dark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you. intricate designs.high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights. colourless photographs. fancy furniture. pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.

                             𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋.

chandeliers. the clinking of a teacup mug. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair.watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks. drinking tea in the morning. wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens. old films. ancient marble sculptures. expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading about mythology.

                             𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂.

compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a bouquet of roses. reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky. streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles.

tagger.  @goldfinvhs ( thank you, dear ! ) tagging. @musetory || @apprenentice || @scldsouls || @ardabuilt

[urbanteeth]

johann herschel [detective, artist, mom friend]— 

“When’s the last time you’ve had anything to eat?”

Emmett flinched and glanced up, startled by the sound of Johann’s voice, almost as if he’d forgotten he was there.

“What?” A long paused tallied by the ticking of clock hands counting down the seconds. Then, his confusion melted, brow furrowing as he registered the question. “Oh my god, don’t start, please-”

Johann scoffed. He leaned away from his desk and crossed his arms over his chest. “Cut the bullshit, Reyes. You look like you’re three seconds away from keeling over and I’m not having you walk onto the crime scene like that. Answer the question.”

Emmett heaved a heavy, bone weary sigh, ran his fingers through his hair, no longer bothering to hide his exasperation. “I don’t know. Last morning, I think.”

“And you didn’t have anything today? Not even coffee?”

Emmett kept his eyes on his desk, staring holes into the files spread out before him. He rolled his pen between his fingers, but said nothing.

Johann shook his head. Unbelievable. “Alright,” he pushed his chair back and stood, “that’s it. Come on, get up.” Papers rustled softly under his fingers as he flipped through them. “We can take our notes with us.” Clutching a folder to his chest, he scooped up his keys with a free hand and gave them a shake in Emmett’s direction, filling the air with lively jingling. “You like pancakes, right?”

Taglist (click here to be added) —

@cluelessbuttercup​ @dogwrites​ @dashy-mcdasher​ @goldfinvhs

[urbanteeth]

emmett reyes [detective, avid gardener, bearer of a thousand regrets] —

“Right then. Are you sure you don’t need me to stay?” Oliver capped the marker in his hand and placed it down on the whiteboard ledge. He turned towards Emmett and slipped his hands into his pockets, an expectant light glittering in his eyes. “You don’t, like, need a ride home or something?”

“Nah. I’ll make it back fine. I just want to... .” He exhaled and gestured at the pinned documents fanned across the board. “Just want to give it a last look over before I go.”

Emmett didn’t need to look to feel the back of his neck prickle anxiously under Oliver’s doubtful gaze. He shifted his weight, filled with the sudden need to plant himself more firmly, his body bracing for rejecting the onslaught of worry tinged words that he knew were sure to come. Oliver, however, left his concern, thickly pouring from him as it was, unspoken.

“Okay,” he said, a cheery lilt back in his tone. “See you tomorrow then?”

“Mmm-hmm. Drive safe.”

“Always. Have a nice night!” 

Emmett waited until Oliver’s footsteps faded properly down the hallway and descended the stairs before allowing himself a shaky breath, his shoulders dropping. 

In the silence wrapping the empty room, there was only him and the faces pinned, layered and overlapping, across the board. Each one wore a smile, the serene peace of being innocent until proven guilty. But no, no, one was the odd one out with quiet smugness he’d seen one too many times hidden in the upturned corners of their mouth.

Which one? Which one? Which one was twisted enough to create grisly scenes of death and call them art? 

Taglist (click here to be added) —

@cluelessbuttercup​ @dogwrites​ @dashy-mcdasher​ @goldfinvhs​

[urbanteeth]

TO THE WOLVES — season one posters (Neveen & Althea)

TAGLIST (click here to be added) — @cluelessbuttercup @dogwrites @goldfinvhs @tragedyshow @tenacious-scripturient @diwrites @mirror-of-too-many-books @isanyonetoknow @makealltheboymoosegowahhh @waterproof-pages @velvetinewitch @wreckageofus @thewalkingnerdx @woodhouse-jay @writeouswriter @dashy-mcdasher @drist-n-dither @klywrites