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[mvrtogg]

@tapestriies ( audrey smith ) liked for a random and sorta plotted starter!

"Did you know, powdered wigs were also a way to combat lice?" he said quietly as a muffled chuckle escaped his lip. Professor Richard Murtogg wasn't sure what he was going at with that tidbit of 18th century trivia but he said it. The man was always fascinated by the 18th century and couldn't explain why -- other than the odd dreams he got throughout his life. He sat at the table, laptop open and was typing the last bits of a draft to a novel his was working on. He ( like everyone else ) found the library was a good place to type. He also happened to have a friend that worked there that was equally interested in his topics.

Looking to Audrey, he grinned to her. He offered the woman a place next to him at the table. Moving is glass of iced mocha Frappuccino out of the way, along with some of the books he was looking at. "How are you? Anything interesting going on? Any bizarre dreams?" he mused lightly. The question was innocent in nature, however bizarre reoccurring dreams were normal to him. How many people kept dreaming they were a royal marine in the 18th century --- in Port Royal, Jamaica of all places? A marine who -- as Richard recalled the dreams -- became a bloody pirate.

[therapardalis]

[Rumour Has It Meme from @tapestriies​’ darling Priscilla who I have missed these many long months OMG!]

How absurd! A silly little rumor that you’re immortal? (little does she know xD) ------------

“I’m ... what?” Thankfully, it was an outrageous enough idea that the half-second look of surprise, shading just a touch toward horror, could be attributed to that alone - rather than the myriad of startled thoughts clamouring for space behind Thera’s eyes.

Who?

HOW - ?

She caught her breath with the speed of long practice, a light, full-humoured laugh already on her lips and a wry, amused shake of her head. “Priscille, my darling,” An arm looped around the other’s shoulders, accomapnied by a kiss on blonde curls, “With your voice and career, I think you’ll be the immortal of the two of us, wouldn’t you say?”

A pause, a beat, and then in the same light tone, “Whoever’s been spreading that sort of nonsense, anyway?”

[wwxnka]

@tapestriies​ asked: “Always take a banana to a party.” // from Peggy!

𝑫𝑶𝑪𝑻𝑶𝑹 𝑾𝑯𝑶 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 || 𝑨𝑪𝑪𝑬𝑷𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮!

FORMAL GATHERINGS WERE NOT OCCASIONS HE WAS USED TO ATTENDING.

HE SUPPOSED IT JUST MIGHT HAVE HAD ITS ROOTS IN THE DECADE OR SO OF SELF-ISOLATION IN HIS FACTORY - BUT, EVEN THEN, HE HAD REMAINED RELATIVELY SANE AT THE END OF IT ALL, SURELY? It wasn’t that he was the reserved soul of his youth, either - he merely preferred such events to happen on his own terms; that way, he was sure that his own happiness could be catered for. An evening such as this, however, when he was merely an attendee and not the host? This wouldn’t bode well - not least because the buffet cart wasn’t serving dessert.

THANKFULLY, THE TINY SILVER LINING IN ALL OF THIS WAS HIS FRIEND PEGGY, DRESSED IN HER POSH FROCK AND HER DANGEROUS SHOES - WHY DID PEOPLE INTENTIONALLY WEAR HIGH HEELS? If nothing else, he conceded that they’d make for fantastic weapons, should an unwanted skull need bashing in. He fought the urge to chuckle as he dragged the thought out of his mind - he couldn’t afford to stray too much down that path tonight. he needed to behave for the grown-ups.

HAVING REQUESTED HIS FRIEND TO UTTER THE FIRST THING THAT CAME TO MIND, PURELY IN AN ATTEMPT TO CONJURE SOME FUN, HE’D OFFERED A NOD AT HER RESPONSE.

“That is excellent advice.”

REACHING INTO HIS POCKET, OUT CAME A REASONABLY-SIZED, CRINKLED PAPER PACKET. Inside were considerable number of sweets - foamy bananas, to be exact. It was almost as if his decision to smuggle them in had been a prophetic one.

KEEPING HIS GAZE DEAD-AHEAD, HE OFFERED THE CONTENTS TO THE YOUNG, HEEL-WEARING LADY IN HIS COMPANY.

“Luckily for us, we have a whole bag full.”

[dramatispcrsonae]

@tapestriies​ said: “there is not going to be any gossip because no one is going to say a word.” // for Countess Almaviva from Susanna? 👀

               “  how can you be so certain of that?  ”    perhaps it was a foolish precaution, considering that her boudoir was empty of all save herself and her maid, but she lowered her voice and leaned in just the same.    “  surely there is no way to keep vicious tongues from wagging...  ”    she wanted nothing more than to accept susanna’s reassurances. indeed, the other woman was inarguably the most reliable person in the entirety of the household. but a persistent doubt had long been wedged in her heart. at least where her husband was concerned. his inconstancy was an open wound -- and an oft talked about one at that. what on earth could stop the gossip this time?    “  if it is not already the talk of the neighborhood, i shall eat my very best hat,  ”    she added bitterly, more to herself than to her maid. 

[brassandblue]

“How do you feel about Sir John?” // For Arthur AND Goodsir!

“Sir John is a kind and honorable man. Though I must admit, I believe he may be somewhat blinded by seeking glory for the Empire. Many other men are as well. However, unlike them, he would do anything to protect the men under his command if he felt they were in danger. He can be stubborn, unwilling to listen sometimes when he ought to the most... but I am much the same. I don’t believe I deserve the love he has for me. In his presence, I... I feel more like a young lad, than an ancient and sovereign nation. Though it isn’t possible, I sometimes wish I could be his son and live a normal life as a human with his family. And... I wish I could help him make amends with Captain Crozier. One always ought to trust the wisdom and experience of the men under one’s command; something of which I believe the Royal Navy has lost sight.”

[dxctxrii]

@tapestriies​ asked: ♡ // for Peggy ??

𝙲𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝚂 || 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶! 

Peggy is every bit the true companion material Two needs, and he will gel with her almost immediately. She is young, smart and inquisitive, whilst also possessing the talent for trouble that Two relishes in.

I’m hoping that the pair will travel together on a very long-term basis, with a primary goal of his being to reunite her with her missing family members. Once that happens, I can see him parting ways from her, but returning every so often to check in and make sure she is doing OK.

It also goes without saying that he will drop everything to be at her side if she needs him to as well.

[pxtienceisavirtue]

                   “  hm.  ”    she pursed her lips, and a crease formed between her brows. the tone wasn’t quite one of concern -- but it was swiftly marching in that direction.    “  i don’t mean to be an alarmist,  ”    she said slowly, running her fingertips over the half-eroded symbols carved into stone.    “  but i rather think we’ve made something of a mistake...  ”   //   @tapestriies​ liked for a starter!

[terrorcaptain]

◭ // from Pris 👀

Ever so slightly different meme

◭ - Pris is able to make Francis smile completely unexpectedly, when he slips into one of his more intolerable moods aboard Terror, particularly when he feels he is not being listened to and he becomes miserable company, Pris’ enthusiasm and bright spirit still manages to drag him out of the mood until he remembers he’s supposed to be sulking at least.

[shcrpwits]

tapestriies replied to your post “( ooc ): Billy's boring, he never named his horse”

Got any headcanons for his horses names? XD

I didn’t until now!

Billy’s boring so I have to make up some

Billy remarks a few things about his horse having a bit of a temper in an interview. I believe one of his friend's remarks that the horse was really close to him. After his death, the horse actually kicked someone, luckily the man survived. There is supposedly a photo of his horse, but I’m not sure how much truth it holds.

So here are a few new names he could call his horse.

* Spirit

* Lucky

* Stormy

* Ace

* Scout

* Huckleberry ( I’ll be your huckleberry )

* Calamity

And many more! He should’ve been more creative lmao

@tapestriies

[bountyman]

@talktoten​, @tapestriies​, & nonnies! Ahhhh I feel loved wowowow ♥ Thank you, doves! I love you too and think you’re all awesome. This was a lovely thing to come back to after such a long hiatus. 

I hope that you’ve all been well!!

[mvrtogg]

🔥 ( tapestriies, Audrey, cuz why not xD)

from this meme!

"Well, if I'm honest. I quite like your hair. Is that a bit weird? Your smile is pretty nice too." Richard grinned, the professor was always a gentleman.

[therapardalis]

[ @tapestriies sent Plots Please.]

(Whatever muse(s) you'd like dear!) ------------

Lady Jane: The exact verse and circumstances could vary (looking for her husband, or just giving a middle finger to the staid old Admiralty) but when thinking about putting together a crew, one might consider enlisting a woman with considerable sailing experience of her own, mightn’t one?

Monsieur Poirot: There’s always another case for the good detective. Such as a rather perplexing disappearance at an historic country manor, with stories of being haunted and an annoying female detective who knows more than she should ...

Priscilla: (because how could I not mention Priscilla?!) Misadventures with dandies? Pris giving a performance somewhere that turns out to be even more haunted than the Opera? Uncle Thomas is kidnapped/blackmailed/threatened?

[wwxnka]

@tapestriies​ asked: Without thinking, Peggy impulsively reaches and adjusts Willy's hair when it was getting messy and mad-scientist-y. Realizing this only too late, she pulled her hands back and shoved them in her pockets, cheeks gently turning crimson with embarrassment. "S-sorry!"

𝑼𝑵𝑬𝑿𝑷𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑺𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑬𝑺 || 𝑨𝑳𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑨𝑪𝑪𝑬𝑷𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮!

HE HAD ONLY BEEN GLANCING OVER HIS NOTES - AND THEY HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE FULL AFTERNOON OF CLASSES HE’D HAD THAT DAY. After all, there was only so much one could learn about the periodic table before they felt they had truly exhausted the subject...or, perhaps, he was simply a little further ahead with his studies than he’d initially thought.

NO, THESE ANNOTATIONS WERE RELATED TO SOMETHING RATHER DIFFERENT. Having consulted texts on molecular motion, he had put pen to paper and offered it his own thoughts; pages upon pages of scribblings, drawings and scrap pieces hastily stapled in for good measure, offering this particular journal of his a scrapbook-like quality to it. As for why he was dedicating so much time to the topic, well, that was a topic for another day.

HOWEVER, HIS CONCENTRATION HAD BEEN INTERRUPTED BY NONE OTHER THAN HIS YOUNG FRIEND, WHO HAD OBVIOUSLY SEEN FIT TO GROOM HIM A LITTLE. He felt the most delicate pinching upon his short blonde locks, and, pausing, he immediately lifted his gaze, his eyes - through his reading glasses, regarding her with a raised brow.

“...Are you satisfied yet, Peggy?”

[bertievi]

Aaaaa very merry happy (belated) birthday to you friend !!! Cheers!!

Thank you kindly XD <3