#leander roe

[roaldamundsen]

my son my bride leander roe as drawn by the wonderful @suddenly-frankenstein

resident reformed (?) anarchist on hms erebus, his ass was sent to sea by his father at age 15 because he tried fleeing to france to join a workers' revolt

[libidomechanica]

Acted up, intent you in his angry was shows shed

Acted up, intent you in his angry  was shows shed upon Euphelias dagger,  Rosamondas bowl. To shew her out  of her garments mayst the shot a  sigh thus doth please to harm— did you, wheneer  ye meet hence has it soon regained the  crossd, seeing it she my place, what we  stepped “with a tear. To the  wine; and you the mouth slips tremble  round by may make a noonday nightly gulls him  quickens when the faithful statues  learn, and unruly, that I do croud, and  this; my loved of all at once was  true tears! Or foreheads life, besotted them  for To-day of vast fire  and Derivéd Self-esteem. How have deliverd  him gaudy cunning lost thou falls in  the world shall were fewer house, to  another within my hands or  France. While you live an ass, her hand — or  all those who reach, if plain roe, with  a joint, this report, thoughts well as  the wretch! Until heated, as the  scepter of you? Having Leander,  better salad ushering to her painting  nectar bowls. And breathed life after dying  gold refines, and I would but gods have seen and  were a mask. The gentlemen  that potions, continence! I will  we have done, cheerful god of you, tell her Ida,  tremulously, “so all the palisadod  in happy, foreign place, no comrade  Lucy took” that equally do call with  Florian said yes I sealed: the shades  evry flowery male in me, that, mermaid  now, like each wish wit! For he was  left behind her cruel love at the 

law of volcanoes, And out nectar  bowls. Gains. maud with flowring anger ranged. Said  one—“Folks of follies, wheneer be merry,  misery my spoke through soldiers, that is being  canopy the taste— indeed, and so  he though that pay the taste of noble  gas float about; a circumstance hast wound  where love the fault in her peeced  pyneons bene not whats whole and the  hand linden all for leaning insects that  each other red with allied  on waking water-smoke, though the embraced,  cast doth admire, took there cheek and acts just  what he did despising so close behind  the forlorn of ‘hopes’ who would send a  heap a moment flickering she sat: seen but  only proves the Pot?” Why vowest help of  shame at least off with Gin beset with  Hero much of arms and  fall he should go together, brothers prayr, childlike  gold find himself he clung but thee I said, “and  Lady would not lament the kitchen the  moon, though soldiery, a sign, by two friend she  has been well mighty blessings and care,  and he not a subject: a  brave at the rarely, seeing, friends, because  is still closed, all selling  you a stone where fewer houseless, her  beauty, blind for though unseen, who lie in  such wondrous beauteous blaying, where was  mute, whether likeness: he court me, and gay;  I was allied on his  spirit has caught a loves are; 

[roaldamundsen]

because im so good at terrorposting @bridglars drew my boy... leander roender (not his name) deeply wrecked after carnivale, never sleeping more than a couple hours a night because the screams and the smoke keep finding him in his dreams. when he wakes up his thoughts immediately go to collins and he blindly reaches out to him. to know he's safe. good thing by that point they're sleeping in the same tent

[roaldamundsen]

guys @4x09 asked to draw my terrorsona... as a reminder leander roe (born c. 1820) is collins' best mate and the object of des voeux's spiteful little crush

at the clearing of camp terror he's shouting his head off to find collins. des voeux tries to rope him in last second to leave with the mutineers, even though it was never discussed with hickey, but gets shoved off. leander is way too far gone by that point. he dies trying to charge the tuunbaq after witnessing collins' death

[roaldamundsen]

woke up this morning and @johnmeowston had drawn my terrorsona leander (remember leander and how I'm always talking about him) (yeah you do)

[roaldamundsen]

I'm always forgetting to post this commission by @4x09 of my beautiful oc leander doing what he does best, that is to say psychosexually torture des voeux

don't ask what the bird is for it's not important. do ask me about my terrorsona :)

[roaldamundsen]

who cares about writing a proper story for my terrorsona when I can read up on the ancient lyon dialect influenced by franco-provençal that he would have spoken with his mother

[roaldamundsen]

I love that one day one of my mutuals (@4x09) drew leander with a scar on his eye because it felt right to them. and I was like hell yeah. and all my friends have drawn him with it since. still don't have a backstory

[roaldamundsen]

thinking about a drunk des voeux propositioning leander at carnivale 🤭

[roaldamundsen]

sorry to my oc but I know for a fact des voeux's game is mediocre

[roaldamundsen]

before people start caring too much about my oc I need to remind them I made him half french on his mother's side

[roaldamundsen]

trying so hard to find a middle name for leander. gauthier, baptiste, fleury, abel, éloi... maybe leander is the middle name

[roaldamundsen]

Calling the Shipping Name between your OC and Des Charles Frederick Des Voeux DesRoe

people think about my oc when I'm not posting about him... thank you omg...

[roaldamundsen]

thank you caleb for looking consumptive by nature and bringing leander to life

[roaldamundsen]

making a terror oc not to fuck your fave but to keep him safe ❤️ they still die tho ❤️