#retrograderesemblance

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@retrograderesemblance {x}

"You think I'd humor your mother?" 

As infamous as her mother’s high-strung and manic ambition was, Penelope supposed not. Why then would Cassius Brekker, of all people, the successfully self-made businessman who had clawed his way from the ground up to contend with the aristocrats of high society, one of the most talked-about Nouveau riche in the ton, wish to propose to the third and labeled ‘least desirable’ Featherington daughter? She simply couldn’t fathom his motivations. 

“That’s all there is to it, then?” she queried with a quirked brow, “Apologies, Mr. Brekker, but I’m a little confused by the spontaneity of your proposal.” 

"Don't ask me to bend a knee. We both don't want to bear witness to such a display." 

“Perish the thought, sir,” Penelope answered, her eyes falling to the cane.  

Being so renowned among the upper class, many a rumor had spread about how he’d hurt his leg. Some said it was in war, others gossiped that it was a harsh warning from the illegal suppliers with which he made his dealings. Then some suspected he was merely born with it. As ludicrous as the former ideas were, Penelope suspected that it was somewhere in between these wildly conjured stories. 

"If you were expecting a marriage of love, I'm afraid I'll prove to be a disappointment"

"I'd never presume such. However, I simply find myself failing to understand your reasoning."

"I believe we might compliment each other well, given our business ventures. Or might it be more proper to extend my offer to Lady Whistledown?"

Entirely shocked, her eyes widened despite her extensive training in the art of impartial expression. How she wished she was holding a fan to hide her astonishment. How had he found out? Had someone told him or had he figured it out on his own? Should she admit to it or play the fool?

“I’m sure I have no idea what you mean,” she finally replied, choosing to feign ignorance as she turned to grip tightly to the railing of the terrace. He knew.

He knew.

#a marriage of business ventures #retrograderesemblance

[faithhearted]

@retrograderesemblance // @honorhearted

Present day, Abe didn't know Rebekah Abbott well, but he knew of her dedication to the Ring. Like Brew.ster, she'd occasionally been something of a courier whenever the former was already away on an assignment. And since their shared childhood days, she'd kept a close relationship with Molly, now his wife, and had also married Ben, one of his best friends.

With that in mind, he couldn't very well in good conscience allow her to remain in British custody not just for the sake of the ring, but for the sake of those he cared about.

There'd been a brief argument when Ben had come to tell them about the ring's potentially compromising position, as Abe hadn't wanted Molly to get involved with something so dangerous, but Molly had raised a good point. The son of the beloved former magistrate and his wife along with him would garner more sympathy than him alone. So reluctantly, he agreed to let her take part.

And so here they were, waiting out in front of their home for Tall.madge to show for the faux kidnapping.

"There's no certainty that this will work," Abe sighed, busying his hands by unlocking and relocking the barn door, then over again, "And if it doesn't..."

Well, he didn't really want to think about what would happen otherwise...

#A Wife for A Wife #retrograderesemblance #honorhearted

[honorhearted]

“ i thought you said you were tough . ” from adeline for their first meeting ???? you can decide if he's the injured one or if he's helping her hold down someone

This meme: (x) / @retrograderesemblance

"I said I could handle it, not that I was tough," Benjamin grumbled. Wincing once she applied a bandage to his forehead, he irritably shifted to avoid the pressure on his bruising. Sharp eyes leveling on her face, he coolly added, "Besides: I thought you said you had a gentle touch. Surprisingly, whenever you push down on a contusion, it damn well hurts."

In truth, Benjamin was so sour because his injury was embarrassing. Amidst his early morning rush to get from one side of camp to the other, he'd walked right into a damnable post, and now sported the gash and bruising to prove it. The Westons were nothing if not consistent when it came to mockery, and so it was just his luck that the daughter was his appointed caregiver. Although she was far better (in terms of bedside manner) than Elliott, he would've much preferred one of the other nurses.

"May I go now?" Benjamin asked. "If it's all the same to you, I can get the exact same sort of tongue-lashing from a superior -- only that might actually amount to something useful."

#retrograderesemblance #a poor bedside manner #//and so our brandTM continues... lol

[smiletimeisrunningout]

( scar ) : receiver gently traces one of sender’s scars (reverse ??) // with benedict tracing the scar over her heart mayhaps ???? you can decide if these dummies are fwb or married or what rn xD @retrograderesemblance

Initially, her impulse had been to leave, it was her normal especially in situations where she and the man she slept with were repeated offenders; if it was going to happen more than once, it was easy to assume he'd want to keep some distance and she didn't want to make a fuss. It did feel a little too intimate even to her, staying in the same bed after they were done. But she had learned that Benedict didn't seem anywhere about to kick her out because 'done', and in fact he was actually sort of cuddling her, in a way Emma wasn't familiar with but was certainly enjoying, smiling and deciding to move closer. But he had taken more notice of her scars, perhaps, or he had been waiting for the chance to see them better, considering the trajectory of his - surprisingly gentle - fingers. "I know, it's not very pretty," she murmured casually, playing with his hair. There was nothing casual about that scar, however, and she usually found creative ways to hide it, unlike the ones on her arms, few but left untouched. Those, after all, did not give her nightmares. "Step-grandmother. The former tyrant. She sent a man to rip my heart out. I wasn't as... well-trained as I am now, so he had the chance to... start."

#what a very normal conversation to have tho lol see this may be my fave crossover ever even just because I get to dump this #on him and to do so while they cuddle. and the fact that he even gets to do that! the chosen one lmao #retrograderesemblance #answered

[witcheyedcrow]

" you all right ? " from mack can be in a wild west or turn verse @retrograderesemblance

"I am now," Ada assures him quietly, "Or... better, at least, thank you." Because right couldn't quite be reached, not when there was so much blood on her clothes and the cloths she had used to clean herself from it. But she was safe, safer than she had ever been in her life and she had never been so grateful. "If I could still... take advantage of your kindness, just a little longer, I'll be out of here as soon as I can, I promise, I just need to find a safe way for me to disappear from the area." If she walked out now she'd immediately attract attention and would end up in her father's hands again, and if she only changed and covered her face somehow she'd still have no idea of where to go, which direction to avoid. It was the first time she had set foot outside of her house in sixteen years, after all.

#retrograderesemblance #oof I can't decide the verse. in turn they can join forces against the torys anyway and she can get her father arrested #in rdr idk about arrested but she can get him killed I'm guessing lol and he's more free to do as he pleases including keeping her #I don't know?? you pick. I'm guessing in Turn she'll find a place in an inn instead after denouncing her father

[mangoinspector]

the venus retrograde ended this past sunday just for jupiter to turn retrograde yesterday on monday!

to keep us at a steady total of 6 planets in retrograde along with :

mercury

pluto

neptune

saturn

uranus

when a planet goes retrograde it means that the planet is rotating on its axis and in orbit so slowly that it appears as if it’s moving backwards!

the energy that the planet holds is then in a state of constant reassessment.

for example :

everyone’s favorite season, mercury retrograde.

the planet mercury holds an energy of the day-to-day transportation, communication, mental processing.

then mercury is currently retrograde in the sign of virgo, and virgo rules the digestive system, service, routine, discernment, responsibility, and perfectionism.

this is a great time to reassess these themes and how we react to them on a regular basis.

during this time we may experience some inconvenience through transportation, communication, finishing projects.

this is a great time to make necessary changes within how we communicate to ourselves and others, find closure, holding expectations, taking care of gut health, reworking routines, and reassessing how it feels when these themes don’t go our way(an expectation).

let’s find out how the retrogrades will affect you this season with a transit chart reading where i interpret how the current position of the planets will affect the energy your birth chart holds.

booking your chart reading at linktr.ee/teanconstellations

#jupiter retrograde #venus retrograde #mercury retrograde #retrograderesemblance #saturn retrograde #retrograde planets #pluto retrograde #uranus retrograde #neptune retrograde #mars retrograde #spirituality #healing #space #astrology #astrological houses #astrological transits #astrological tips #astrological signs #astrological magic #astrologicalinsights #astrological aspects

[curseconsumed]

"It was easy for your friends to abandon you." a nice clitley reunion with a bit of blissful wedding night curtain lectures akjdakjfajbfajkb idky we never wrote their wedding night before xD idk maybe someone was rude to clara's sisters and she threw a fit during the reception

@retrograderesemblance

"I don't have any friends," Clara coolly said. Meeting Knightley's gaze in her vanity mirror, she scowled while unpinning her hair. With every plink from her pins into the glass holder, she unwound her curls and ran her fingers through each strand. She'd been adamant about tending to herself. Despite her handmaiden's insistence, Clara hadn't wanted anyone to touch her on this night -- her night -- due to the complete disaster that had taken place.

"If you're embarrassed, you only have your beastly friends to blame," she continued. "That man -- that Carlton Wethers -- was a d.ead man the moment he dared lay a hand on my sister. He's lucky I only slapped the monocle off his vile, loathsome mug, because I was this close to biting him, as well." With a sneer, Clara finally turned to regard her husband. "What's the matter?" she pressed. "Are you truly so embarrassed that I defended my family? In truth, I consider this the least offensive thing I've ever done in your presence." She shrugged, turning back around toward her reflection. "Still, it would've been nice if you'd at least pretended to defend Catherine's honor."

#retrograderesemblance #a matter of honor #r: clara & knightley #//*snorts* idk i tried xD #though i immediately laughed at ''curtain lecture'' cuz i haven't thought of that term in a long while #HERE IT COMES FELLAS -- THAR SHE BLOWWWS #(not sure how bekah made a cameo in our tags harrharr)

[widowshill]

top 5 memes

TOP FIVE ANYTHING !

oh gosh akdfjd.

1. the spongebob diner meme. I send this to wendy pretty much every time we finish a movie, it gets a lot of use.

2. any variation on the kermit surrounded by emoji hearts

3. hannibal lecter roger collins caught in a glue trap (from woodsjpeg on twitter)

4. the ben affleck cigarette meme

5. kirby with a knife

#i feel like i'm probably forgetting something but sdfgd #retrograderesemblance #long post #➤ answered. ┊ collinsport 4099. #➤ meme responses. ┊ boo ! #➤ ooc. ┊ she’s nauseous，she’s hysterical，and she’s exhausted.

[savingthrcw]

!!!! you pick any of my male muses ^u^ @retrograderesemblance [plotted starter 01/??] from x meme - Sarah and Kaz

Sarah had lost track of Kaz because Jesper was in danger, and she was not one to leave a man behind, even if her only mission was the former. But after that she had quickly followed the men who had grabbed him, and was easily allowed to pass by the one left behind who had dropped his attention at the sight of her batting eyelashes and revealing dress, who didn't suspect her one bit. She had run into the room and straight to the one Grisha and knocking him out with a flying kick before he could use his powers; a moment after that, she had started beating the men out of her way one after the other, and in one heads-slam case two at the same time. Avoiding a bullet with a flip, she tossed her knife with deadly precision at the shooter, and with that everything was well again. Her usually glacial expression morphed into a concerned frown as she reached Kaz, "Are you alright?"

Bodyguard instead of assassin meant feeling responsible for him, that her goal was protection and not death, an adjustment that after years of forcing herself to be detached felt hard to accepted, but she couldn't help feeling worried for him not that it was an option again.

#muse: sarah #show: chuck #retrograderesemblance #the bodyguard #sarah closed starter; #sarah thread;

[hearkenedsouls]

" it's a bit late for that. get in the boat. " from caleb to anne ??

@retrograderesemblance

Defiantly, she stared up at him. She had little choice to do as he bid, what with the attack on her guards and the weapon he had pointed at her head, but she could do it reluctantly.

"You are making a grave mistake. If you release me now, I will ensure your life is spared," she offered, very generously, and made no move to step into the boat. As soon as she was in that vessel, she knew the chances of her being rescued would be decidedly slim.

#retrograderesemblance #//she's like 'well i can at least be ANNOYING' XD

[brooklynislandgirl]

Sir Percy Blakeney, my love.

#bless my dear #retrograderesemblance #for reminding me of how much I love this movie of the Scarlet Pimpernel.

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@retrograderesemblance said: [ 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 ] : receiver comforts crying sender. // from kaz to alina *cough cough* maybe he has a nightmare when they're forced to share quarters when travelling to the fold *cough*

Below the decks of the groaning ship, Alina had been unable to sleep perhaps the only reason she'd been able to hear Kaz at all over the sound of ocean waves violently crashing against the sturdy vessel. At first, she thought maybe he'd been talking in his sleep, realizing after a moment of listening more closely that he was actually crying.

She recognized the signs, the whimpering, uneven breaths, and tremors prompting the body to remain unsettled as the subconscious fears and anxieties plagued the trapped mind.

Carefully, she rose from her cot and reached out, gingerly nudging his shoulder, "Kaz. Hey, hey..."

The moment his eyes shot open, she was quick to reassure him, "It's okay, you were dreaming. It's okay. I'm here..."

#Once Upon A Midnight Dreary... #retrograderesemblance

[faithhearted]

@retrograderesemblance asked: “I’m very glad we can laugh about how much tonight has been monumentally screwed up.” you pick!

VALENTINE VARIETY STARTERS

Running into her intended amid a debauched gathering of bohemians was the last thing she'd expected, and yet somehow Cecily was certain she was far more amused by the happenstance than he was.

"I would never have pegged you for the partying sort, Mr. Bridge.rton. Though I feel I should hardly be surprised by it. Perhaps there's more to you than meets the eye, yes?"

To be catching each other in such compromising circumstances on the eve of their arranged wedding was quite the scandal indeed, though she had no intention of breeding the word, particularly for her own sake.

"Evidently, we had the same idea -- to lose our senses and seek a thrill or two before we are inevitably and forever bound to one another in holy matrimony." Her voice was melodramatic as she feigned a swoon, her hand pressed to her chest.

"Are you going to hypocritically scold me, husband-to-be? Or shall we simply pretend we never saw each other here?"

#retrograderesemblance #The Art of Marriage

[honorhearted]

"Honest? What, you think I'm not being honest? Sir, I'm risking a lot walking across the lines like this." from tom ripley in an au where instead of gamble, it's tom who's sent as the double agent to camp hurrhurr. you can decide how far into the interrogation this is xDD

@retrograderesemblance

Benjamin was starting to lose his patience. "You were caught skulking through our grounds without any recognizable means of identification," he snapped. "Of course you would claim you're taking a risk, because you bloody well are. I don't know, you, sir -- no one here knows you -- so the likelihood of this being a r.edcoat defection or, worse yet, an infiltration is likely."

Circling the prisoner, Benjamin kept his hands clasped behind his back, though the bucket of murky water in the left corner of the room served as a blatant threat. "I'd suggest you start being honest with me, Mr. Ripley. Seeing how I'm your only true acquaintance at present, that means I am also your only means of escaping the noose."

#retrograderesemblance #a tapestry of lies #//lol here we go again xD #i love how our M.O. is always either A) ben yells at your female muses #or B) ben t.ortures your male muses oaidjoiada #WE HAVE A TROUBLING PATTERN HERE xD

[smiletimeisrunningout]

"Do you think the universe conspires to bring people together? Or is the universe merely being persuaded by its mother like the two of us are?" from benedict @retrograderesemblance

Her snort wasn't exactly elegant, but it was very heartfelt, as it was the fit of giggles that followed, and Emma bumped her arm against his, leaning against Benedict. Yes, she could see a mother like hers or Violet telling the universe what to do.

"Wouldn't that be lovely? An impossibly big universe that shouldn't care about us one bit.. Still, at the end of the day, going 'mother, please' and then just doing whatever she says, same as all of us. No one is too big for their mother." It was one thing she genuinely adored about the Bridgerton siblings: their mother was the only real queen. "To be honest, though, I don't think the universe needs to conspire," she continued in a burst of honesty, grinning up at him, "I think some people will always find each other, you know? Maybe the universe can help, and the universe's mom can have a good idea of which people would make the cutest babies, but... if there is someone who is really right for us out there, then we'll bump on them. Look at my parents..." They were still in their honeymoon phase, as far as they were concerned.

"I think the hard part is staying. Can't let the universe do all the work. But then, that's how you know it was the right one," Emma's voice was sweet, and so she felt the need to quickly add: "Now, I personally don't mind who is sending handsome men in my direction as long as it's happening. I just appreciate the help."

#I was writing this like: imagine meeting a party girl who is very close to a human golden retriever #and then she randomly says romantic stuff all soft like that lol #retrograderesemblance #answered

[emcads]

SWEARING LIKE A SAILOR / accepting ! @retrograderesemblance said : "why are you so pissed?" from willie. you can pick where in the timeline this goes.

❛❛   that is none of your concern. ❜❜

TOO SHARPLY: it was an honest question, after all, the night had begun well, Loomis' keeper in a splendid mood with a fresh meal supplicant and ready and practically steaming, the moon nearly full, the stars in an array of diamonds as though the sky itself were her throat. IDLY, Esmeralda picked out the dried blood from where it clumped beneath her fingernails and avoided looking at him. she wasn't used to men struggling –– to a BOTCHED KILL. perhaps she had grown too comfortable in her powers of entrancement, such that she had lapsed ELSEWHERE in her preferred style of execution. she felt ... weak. predators do not GRAPPLE with their prey at the dinner table. they do not waste precious blood and become SOAKED in it.

is that all, Miss Esmeralda ? or perhaps it reminds you that you are no more than an ANIMAL, when you see the fear in their eyes instead of the darkness of WANT ? when your slaughter is resisted as the lamb to the BUTCHER ? she swallowed that thought down with a neat pat of the SERVIETTE at the corner of her lip. her hair would need washed, too, and her rings ... oh what a wretched mess. the creature sighed, and laid the ( once ) neat white linen down. no use pretending, with William.

❛❛   he ... well, he STAINED MY GOWN. it's antique silk. ❜❜

#retrograderesemblance #retrograderesemblance: willie #answered. ( ࿐ྂ ) letters. #meme response. ( ࿐ྂ ) loose，catch the wind. #v: vampire. ( ࿐ྂ ) i will become eternally beautiful. #the temptation to make this about missing their game show was strong