#threecardtrick
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
nomdepen · 5 months ago
Text
continued from here 💛
If Pen didn’t have her own source of income, she might not have been so quick to inform @threecardtrick of her mother’s financial tendencies. If it weren’t for her ever-growing Whistledown stash beneath her floorboards, she, too, would be heavily reliant on her husband’s generous spirit, and thus caged by it.
“And you may call me Penelope, if you wish. Or Pen, if it’s easier.” Her eyes remained downcast, feeling wholly inexperienced for such a moment. She’d taken lessons in everything a young lady of the ton might need to secure a marriage: pianoforte, dancing, embroidery, even maths for a short time. But there had never been a lesson for what was to be done after a marriage had been secured. It was, she supposed, different for every union. The ease of the wife’s life would also depend solely on the man’s willingness to compromise and his affinity towards benevolence.
Thomas didn’t seem cruel, but he didn’t seem like an utter romantic, either. Perhaps she might learn to love him in time, but it would be a long and grueling journey, she thought. Or maybe it wouldn’t be too terrible. If she could learn more about him, about the way he worked, the way he lived, Pen might have an easier time finding a rhythm in the new arrangement. But how was she supposed to tell him she wanted to know everything?
“Is there anything you believe a wife should know about her husband?” Finally raising her gaze, Pen’s eyes meet his and she wonders if she’ll always be this way with him, if there will always be a rift of awkwardness between them. If she were to ask her mother for advice, she’d most likely suggest ignoring his presence altogethr as best she could. Getting to know him wouldn’t matter, and, if anything, would only be a chore for the new bride. But Pen wasn’t fond of the idea of sleeping beside a complete stranger, let alone someone she actively avoided. If her own parents' marriage was anything to judge by, living a life avoiding one's spouse proved more tedious than learning about them. And if such an arrangement were to be beneficial to more than just him, she would need to open herself to the possibility of seeing all of him, and, in turn, being seen.
“Or, rather, is there anything a husband should like to know about his wife?”
Tumblr media
20 notes · View notes
burdenedbyeternity · 2 months ago
Text
@threecardtrick liked for a one liner from catherine of aragon.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
"You take so many long trips to Rome , do you find court so boring?"
3 notes · View notes
snowalwayslandsontop · 8 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
@threecardtrick liked for a starter
Coriolanus was moving through the party, sipping a glass of champagne. It seemed to be going quite well. There were plenty of Capitol attendees, all desperate to get closer to the tributes. President Ravinstill had already praised his initiative, the party bringing in plenty of money. It seemed Capitol citizens were willing to pay a very pretty penny to attend.
It was his 7th year as a Game Maker and he too, like a chance to get closer to the tributes. The Arena was finalised but they always liked to have a few surprised and a few tricks up their sleeves. Mutts were all well and good and lately Coriolanus had enjoyed playing with the idea of both fire and ice as a means to bringing the tributes back together or tearing them apart. It was fascinating to speak to the tributes, pluck pieces of information from them that could be useful later to him.
He saw the male tribute from 10 standing in the corner alone. What was his name again? Thomas. He hadn't wasted much thought on him. He was a skinny thing and being from 10, underfed. He hadn't gained much attention in the Capitol and Coriolanus knew he would likely be dead within minutes once the Games begun. Still, he did like to speak to each of the tributes and so he made his way over there, picking up a glass of Posca on the way.
"Thomas. You should be enjoying the party." Coriolanus approached, handing him the glass. "What are you doing here in the corner all by yourself?" Any tribute that didn't get any donations was useless to the Capitol and that's what this party was all about. Money.
7 notes · View notes
sweetbitterbitten · 1 month ago
Note
❛  i always got the feeling you never liked me.  ❜
Tumblr media
"is there something i'm meant to?" it is not relinquished in complete rudeness, so much as . . . cardinal curiosity. was he not the orchestrator, the implementer of the spiritual schism sewn from swath to shore in their endangered england? he is free to S H A R E anything to the opposite - if he thinks it might aid in alleviating that which he immediately L A C K S .
2 notes · View notes
spawnmade · 5 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
@threecardtrick sent [ eat ]  for your muse to offer mine food ( a rabbit, perhaps ? )
Tumblr media
Is it truly that obvious that he hasn't fed as of late? How embarrassing it is to have someone bring him food that he could have easily hunted himself. The rabbit that is offered to him is gently taken from the other's grasp.
Who is he to turn down food?
"I....thank you?" Astarion is at a loss for words, he's never had someone hunt something for him before so he's not quite sure how to respond.
He does, however, turn around so that his back is to the other man so that he may sink fangs into the small creature to drink it dry.
3 notes · View notes
jigsawscarred · 3 months ago
Text
threecardtrick asked: "I'll take the hard truth over a nice lie any day."
too lazy to find meme cause it was from months ago.
"Isn't that what everyone says until they hear the truth and it hurts them?" It's more of a rhetorical, however an answer was welcome.
Billy was what he'd deem himself a "professional liar" - though he know other people would call him much more negative, vulgar names. He knew how people ticked, how they worked inside from observations, small emotions that people displayed, how they could act subconsciously. How people would react when the truth was told to them and how a lie, even if it were the whitest of lies could garner an opposite reaction.
"Would you rather hear someone tell you the truth even if it would hurt then? Just...curious? The truth isn't always pretty." He knew that from experience. Not just lying, but being lied to.
@threecardtrick
2 notes · View notes
vyrulent · 1 year ago
Text
continued || @threecardtrick
"Nothing improper."
Frederick was adamant on that. How could he have foreseen any of these? He'd been convinced that Dr. Abel Gideon was the Chesapeake Ripper.
His heart still pounded heavy in his chest. Frederick felt the incoming panic wanting to overwhelm him.
"But... there's always that slim chance that perhaps... perhaps I could have directed him towards the conclusion that he was the Ripper," a pause, head shook, "BUT," he made sure to accentuate the but, "It wasn't a conscious decision if it did happen. I was convinced by what he told me."
9 notes · View notes
luminescenc1e · 1 year ago
Note
❛ oh, so now you care? ❜ ( to aleksander from light summoner!thomas )
Tumblr media
“ I am the only one that cares. That understands. ” He spoke each word slowly, unable to hide his frustration. What would he need to do to make Thomas see what he was doing for him, that he was putting everything on the line so that the two of them could work together? That all that he was trying was to protect him, make him stronger, more powerful? “ Why are you fighting me? You are fighting yourself. Fighting against what you are. It is of no use. There is no turning back, this is your life. ”
He wasn’t the only one who would want the sun summoner for himself, he might be the only one who would care to keep him alive. Be it the Fjerdan or the Shu Han, or a long list of those that would want him as an attraction, as a weapon. He would not live long in their hands. They had no intention to appreciate that finally, someone with his power existed. Aleksander was the only one who truly cared.
“ There is no place safer than here. ” With me, was implied, an obvious undertone of the many other conversations that they had already. It always went the same way and he was getting tired of it. “ What is it that you want? What is it that makes you so adamant to fight this? Your previous mentor perhaps. Afraid of disappointing a dead man? You will always be a disappointment to someone because you are not doing what they want you to. And considering that you are immortal, it is high time you made peace with that. ”
7 notes · View notes
hvbris · 1 year ago
Text
Tumblr media
@threecardtrick liked for a starter
Tumblr media
Clarice walked into Thomas Cromwell's office, offering him her hand to shake. She had a firm handshake, the handshake of a woman who worked in a world of men. "You are Dr. Lecter's lawyer," she said once the usual pleasantries were done and out of the way, "you represented him during his trials. I was hoping to ask you a few questions."
13 notes · View notes
starwrittenfates · 4 months ago
Text
@threecardtrick liked this post for a starter!
Tumblr media Tumblr media
The elf had been focused on his work in the Rotunda, making an elven fresco for the Inquisitor in order to tell their story and explain their journey. It was the least he would owe them. Thoughts swirling in his head, along with the brush in his hand, Solas didn't notice someone sneaking into the room and watching him as he worked.
However, once he turned to return to his chair, the mage paused, standing tall. "Hello there. Was there something you needed?"
2 notes · View notes
nomdepen · 6 months ago
Note
❛ If you would take my advice for what it's worth find a rich man to marry who is too stupid to know anything about politics. Then perhaps - unless you die in childbirth, which is likely...or the plague, which is almost inevitable - then you will be happy. ❜
“You say that as though it were easy. You are not a woman, my Lord, so I do not expect you to understand. We do not get to choose our fates. What is not written in the stars is written by the men that surround us. I will be lucky if a lowly farmer’s son were to take interest in me, let alone a wealthy man. And, in all honesty, I don’t wish to marry for riches or titles, or even stability—though all of those things would have their benefits, undoubtedly. If I am to marry, I wish to marry for love and nothing else. Love and politics do not go together, I know, but that is precisely why I take little interest in such things.”
Tumblr media
28 notes · View notes
burdenedbyeternity · 2 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
@threecardtrick liked for a one liner from lucrezia borgia.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
"Here again , Lord Cromwell? King Henry is still upset?"
3 notes · View notes
virrcvxs · 5 months ago
Note
" knowledge is never perfect. "
READER, WRITER, PROTAGONIST ,
.: “Certainly that would be true, if you only classified knowledge by its morality or current functional use.”
.: Solas bends over a pot of what appears to be stark blue paint, Plaster of Paris sifting like fine sand through his fingers to rest, a thin skin, on the surface. “Knowledge is knowledge. There is no such perfection as is found in hard fact.”
.: He chases the powder with a dram of water, and dips a stick into the pot to mix the lot together.
—“You are too close to see the whole truth. Come here and I will show you.”
2 notes · View notes
sweetbitterbitten · 4 months ago
Note
“You’re not as innocent as you pretend to be, are you?”
Tumblr media
the laugh that lets loose is as free-necked and loud as a goose. though the back of her hand hiccups a snort to a softer degree, it does not cover it entirely. after a moment or two, her maidly duties are resumed, with nary a drop in her tune. "i'm as innocent as the occasion strikes me!"
3 notes · View notes
torntruth · 6 months ago
Note
❝ i can’t believe you did that. ❞ ( to the outsider )
— A PROMPT FROM HERE , @threecardtrick .
Tumblr media
IT'S NOT TOO OFTEN THAT THE OUTSIDER SMILES , and as it stands it was a two second twitch of their lips. upwards. back downwards until their lips are in a thin line again. the void always echoes the outside world. the real world. brick and chairs and tables -- thomas' quarters , as it would stand. they're still there , sometimes blinking out of existence , especially wherever the outside stood. the air heavy. the feeling blurry. IT IS BOTH THERE AND NOT THERE.
" what do you believe? "
Tumblr media
" would it be easier to believe i'm a harbinger of chaos? there's no fun in that. eventually , with enough chaos , the world will just bleed out and there will be nothing but void. i will be walking alone or with an army of lost souls. that doesn't particularly sound fun. it's better to lend a hand towards the destruction of chaos , not the construction of it. "
2 notes · View notes
korolnichevoya · 6 months ago
Text
@threecardtrick liked for a starter !
Tumblr media
NIKOLAI ISN'T sure what it is about apparats , but he swears they all have to take a test before gaining the status to make sure they can glower and creep properly . cromwell doesn't seem any different ; the way the man looks at him has nikolai wondering if he should have his meals checked before dining ( . . . he should probably do that anyway ) . his throat clears and he puts a smile on his face .
❝ apparat cromwell , ❞ he greets a little thinly . ❝ you know the library better than anyone . perhaps you could help me . ❞
2 notes · View notes