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Still, the heart keeps on beating under there, long after the breathing stops. Its always woken up before, but you better hang on — just in case.

( @zeebreezin 's Shaw here to say that everything's fine after that last thing, don't you worry )

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howdy! hopping over from noah's blog (as your little guys drive me insane) to ask why oswald betrays howard??? if that's a lore tidbit y'all are winning to share 👀

[Ohoho, that's a long and complicated story... Basically for the entire duration of their courtship, Howard has been in denial about his feelings for Oswald, due to having lost his spouse to The Great Game before. He's been avoiding emotional attachments ever since. Also, because he's aromantic it hasn't been particularly hard to stop himself from falling in love with someone else.

Still, when he met Oswald, it was clear that the two of them shared something extremely special. Oswald caught on fairly quickly, despite never having been in love before (!) but Howard remained stubbornly in denial about his feelings. This led to some rather cruel situations, such as Howard saying "I love you" freely during sex but then mocking Oswald whenever he tried to address that earnestly fterwards.

This all culminated in Oswald finally confronting him about what they are to each other and how Howard needed to make up his mind about whether he wanted them to be in a relationship or not. @letters-of-fire and I are yet to roleplay this, but for now all we know is that Howard reacted badly. Badly enough that in a fit of rage, Oswald decided to use all the information that Howard had entrusted him with during the time they spent together and share it with other players of the Game.

As soon as his rage cleared, Oswald regretted this of course; but it was too late. The next day Howard got arrested and thrown into New Newgate, while it was made painfully clear to him who he owed this change in circumstances to.

During the time Howard spends in prison, Oswald goes further down the Nemesis spiral, racked with guilt (oh, did you know his father died in New Newgate, too?). Howard swears to seek vengeance on him and kill him, which Oswald would probably be happy to let him do. But, rather predictably, when he gets the opportunity Howard can't actually bring himself to kill Oz. They just spend a very long night talking and crying and holding each other as they fall asleep together once more.

After that it's a long journey trying to repair their relationship and regain their trust in each other, but they Will get their happy ending eventually <3 I actually just wrote a fic about how way, waaaaay down the line Howard might propose to Oz... Maybe I'll upload it here too.]

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@capn-twitchery this may intrigue you

Help me find these books please.. what's it called. They are like iSpy books, but they're children's (??) Books, illustrated by one guy?? And all the books are juat meticulous / complicated illustrations of cross sections of castles, ships, etc etc??

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MILTON????

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So, Reunion...

Yeah Atlas was feeling Some Type Of Way about Prince Albert like halfway through. Here's this eager curious fellow who knows as little about London and the workings of the Neath as they used to, who came from the Surface and could return if he so wished, who earnestly looks at them with his rosy suntanned face and equates them to a poet guiding him through Hell...

They (and, consequently, I) have too many feelings.

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The religious stuff is just so awkward for me, like no my character’s first (or last) instinct to bring down scandal isn’t going to be confessing? I’ve been procrastinating progressing Burrow Infra-Mump on the railway because No my character isn’t going to restore an old Church to bring Christianity to the middle of nowhere?

Lowering scandal is so difficult when you refuse to go to church

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The experience of being in a fandom part of Tumblr with tons of sideblogs is knowing that half the people that you follow/follow you could be mutuals but due to the fact you can’t follow from sideblogs you can’t tell.

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Atlas is officially getting a tattoo! I thought it was about time, and this came to me in a bolt of inspiration. Location: on his back, starting at his waist, ending at the top of his shoulder blades. Drawn by me, tattooed by @t6fs's lovely DW. Flowers' significance under the cut!

It traces up your spine, over old scars; a balm of new memories, meaning injected into your skin. The application is a lot less painful than you thought it would be. You may not be able to see it, but you will always know it's there.

You've gained a Floral Tattoo

Respectable +1; Neathproofed +1

7 daisies: the age difference between him and his brother is 7 years; daisies were his brother's favorite flower

4 forget-me-nots, in a cluster: he used to be in a family of 4

3 orchids: Thomas' favorite flower, and the amount of years they've known each other (give or take; one can never really tell in the Neath)

2 lavender stems: @tequila-sunfall's Ferdinand's favorite flower, the second person they ever fell in true love with

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Anonymously tell me your assumpmtions about me and I'll confirm or deny them.

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The absolute MOST important part of a late game flondon PC is that they still be written pathetic by the game sometimes. You're a railway tycoon and a name known from the docks to the Bazaar for your Ambition and achievements, you can persuade or intimidate with the wave of a hand, but you are GOING to make this social faux pas in front of an entire party if you fail this check and it's going to be a whole thing. You are going to get chased by terrorbirds on the train and your hat and luggage will go everywhere. Sometimes you simply won't dodge that hit and that big guy will send you flying, and it will not be dramatic or heroic, because that was a 95% success chance and d__n, it's shaping up to be one of those days again, isn't it. It's really important to me, that those things be left in. It's what keeps the writing from becoming purely a power slash ego trip, and any activity that doesn't leave room for that is a lot more likely to lose my interest.

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love it when an Exceptional Story is almost perfectly tailored to twist the knife into specific aspects of Atlas' torment

might make a longer post about this but right now I am simply O_O

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Pizza Edward

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I wonder if you could use a correspodance sigil to make a heaty pad. for my chronic pain flondoners

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"The warmth that chases away ills", maybe?

My PC has nerve damage in his hands and the pain is soothed by the in-game Sun-Seared Silken Gloves, so taking a bunch of those and tearing the stitches and then re-sewing them as a kind of glove amalgam-sack that you fill with warm sand before sealing is also an option.

Yes I think about this often how could you tell

I wonder if you could use a correspodance sigil to make a heaty pad. for my chronic pain flondoners

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“you don’t need need to have all the answers” um yes I do actually

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Revenge for @staring-at-my-keyboard !! Hold on, let them cook…

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the Treachery of Clocks

and Hearts

the Sixfingered Scrimshander belongs to @t6fs