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garland.

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More Farnesca in a span of an hour? Am I obsessed? Maybe idc tho~

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Farnesca doodles to relieve the stress~

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Casca by RobotDelEspacio

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Guts! Casca! Silat! Charlotte!

Smash or pass

“Smash them all except Silat. Maybe.”

“Actually. Smash just Charlotte, I would very much enjoy being smashed by Casca.”

“I guess Guts can get a kiss or something….”

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‘In 1778, two Irish gentlewomen put on men’s clothing and ran away together.  Lady Eleanor Butler had received several offers of marriage but was determined to share her life with her friend Sarah Ponsonby. […] They spent the rest of their lives in a black and white house called Plas Newydd outside Llangollen, cultivating their garden, improving their minds and filling the house with clocks, cabinets and “whirligigs of every shape and hue”.  [They also had] a little dog called Sapho.’

Graham Robb, Strangers: Homosexual Love in the Nineteenth Century

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Best girl. Best smile.

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I prefer the black and white sketch over the colored versions

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🌼 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 🌼

they’re talking about their future wedding ♥︎

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Farnese as a fully fledged witch and Casca as a knight together?? CMON MIURA 

shop

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modern au

casca: hey babe i got you a gift farnese: oh what is it :0 casca: *pulls out a yankee candle jar* bc you, yknow you like to.. farnese: :| casca: you like… farnese: :|

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quick casca doodle i love her (｡♥‿♥｡)

store

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warrior goddess

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Well-behaved women seldom make history.

Laurel Thatcher Ulrich, Well-Behaved Women Seldom Make History (via books-n-quotes)

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“...”

“!!!!”

🍑 - Favorite fruit

All the Little Things Meme

For Farnese, probably strawberries or peaches, the kinds that are sweet and juicy and smell delicious~

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farnese-de-vandimion:

“I don’t care about fine dresses, I’m okay with sharing your clothes.” She held on tighter to Casca. For so long Farnese had thought that her life had been already decided for her, who she would marry, when, where they would live…..but meeting Casca….just getting to know her was as if Farnese had been given a new life, one were she felt much freer, happier, and so very much in love.

She was surprised as Casca separated from her and took out a small gift meant for her. Farnese had indeed seem many other exemplary pieces of jewelry, perfectly cut diamonds, sparkling rubies and sapphires, silver and gold melded into intricate and delicate pieces. But they all seemed to pale in comparison to this simple ring, made most beautiful by the simply fact that not only had Casca picked it, Casca had picked it thinking of her.

“Like it? I love it….I love it a lot! Would you put it on me?”

“My clothes are frumpy though. I haven’t bought anything new for years...” Casca mumbled, looking away in embarrassment. “Maybe...if you have time...we can go to the market together? You have much better taste than me.” Not to mention that way, they can buy things that fit Farnese best. Casca still had her old clothes, and she’d never subject her pretty lily to wearing them.

“You do?” Warmth welled within her. A wide grin spread across her face. “Of course! Here, let me just...” Casca slipped the pouch back into her pocket, and held one of Farnese’s hands. She carefully slid the ring onto Farnese’s index finger, and paused to admire the little shell glittering under the sun.

“It looks beautiful on you.” She rubbed the back of her head, a bit sheepish. “You make everything look beautiful.”

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current mood: farnese, in a fucking ball gown, fighting off man-eating tiger monsters, and stunning the hell out of her family and fiance