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kxmisato · 7 months

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♡ 5:45PM — NEUVILLETTE

↳ note : for @sleepysnk and her down badism for him ♡

↳ song rec : my love mine all mine by mitski

coming home after a long day in court is secretly neuvillette’s favourite time of day. no more loud yelling coming from prosecutors and defendants, and no more listening to furina’s childish attempts at making the trial a drama.

he gets to come home, home to you.

home where you already have two cups of tea waiting, the fireplace going, and blankets at the ready.

so when he walks through the front door of your quaint home, he already knows what to expect and he accepts that happily.

he shuffles off his dress shoes, unfastens his tie and link cuffs, and inches his way to the living room. and that’s when he sees you sitting on one end of blue chesterfield.

“hi.” you greet him, a blanket wrapped around your shoulders and a cup of earl grey in your hands. “i missed you, how was the trial today?”

“hello, my love.” he responds, heavy footsteps padding over to you then leaning to press a sweet kiss to your temple. “i missed you too, greatly. the trial was… good. it was just a petty theft.”

neuvillette sits beside you, pulling the blanket that’s wrapped around you to share it, his arm wrapping around you. you playfully pout and he chuckles lightly.

“you should drink your tea, before it gets cold”

“ah, yes, i should. thank you, love.”

his free arm reaches out to the chestnut coffee table, lithe fingers grabbing the porcelain handle of the cup.

though it was simple, the first step of his night routine was this and it was his favourite. the hushed tellings of how each other's day went and the warmth of a cup of tea to accompany the warmth that you bring to his heart.

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warwickroyals · 3 months

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The order of precedence in the Kingdom of Sunderland is the hierarchy for members of the royal family. It determines members of the royal family, their relevance, and their relationship to the sovereign. It also serves as the formal ranking used at the royal court during acts of state, other than that it entails no official status or special privileges. Determining factors include, but are not limited to, birth order, place in the line of succession, distance from the reigning monarch, and gender.

The order of precedence for male members of the royal family is:

The Sovereign: Louis V

The Prince of Danforth: James (died 2017), Nicholas (since 2017)

The Sovereign’s younger sons: The Duke of Woodbine and The Duke of Sherbourne

The Sovereign’s grandsons: Prince Alexander of Danforth, Prince Samuel of Woodbine, Prince Arthur of Woodbine

The Sovereign’s brother(s): The Duke of Pape

The Sovereign’s uncles: All the male-line uncles of Louis V predeceased his reign

The Sovereign’s nephews: Prince John, Earl of Donlands and Prince Jacob of Pape

The Sovereign’s cousins: Frederick Warfield, 3rd Earl of Chesterfield, The Honourable George Warfield (died 2018), William Mornington, 2nd Duke of Wellesley and St. Clair (died 1992)

The order of precedence for female members of the royal family:

The Queen Consort: The Queen

Queens dowager: Queen Katherine (died 2018), Queen Anne (died 1972)

The Princess of Danforth: Tatiana (until 2017),

The Dowager Princess of Danforth: Tatiana (since 2017), Ruby (died 2006)

Wives of the Sovereign's younger sons: The Duchess of Woodbine (divorced 2018), The Duchess of Sherbourne

The Sovereign's daughter: The Princess Jacqueline, Countess Belmont

Wives of the Sovereign's grandsons: As of 2028, the Sovereign's four grandsons remain unmarried

The Sovereign's granddaughters: Princess Imogen of Sherbourne, Lady Kathryn Belmont, Lady Mia Belmont

Wives of the sovereign's brothers: The Duchess of Pape

The Sovereign's sisters: The current Sovereign has no sisters.

Wives of the Sovereign's uncles: The Duchess of Glencairn (died 1988)

The Sovereign's aunts: The Princess Elizabeth, Countess of Chesterfield (died 1995) and The Princess Alice, Duchess of Wellesley and St. Clair (died 1998)

Wives of the Sovereign's nephews: Angela, Countess of Donlands, and Princess Jacob of Pape

The Sovereign's niece: Princess Jillian of Pape, Mrs. Finley

Wives of the sovereign's cousins: Paulina Warfield, Countess of Chesterfield, The Honourable Evelyn Warfield (died 2027)

The Sovereign's cousins: Princess Mary of Glencairn, Mrs. Belgrave, Princess Frances of Glencairn, Mrs. Greirson, Princess Valerie of Glencairn, Mrs. Oberon, Lady Christabel Argyll

#warwick.extras #ts4 #ts4 story #ts4 storytelling #ts4 edit #ts4 royal legacy #ts4 legacy #ts4 royalty #ts4 monarchy #ts4 screenshots #✨

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knybits · 2 months

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THE HATING GAME — 7

PAIRING —

↳ kochou shinobu x reader

SUMMARY —

↳ Geniuses within the same field yet rivals within each other’s eyes, your colleagues wonder when the sexual tension will break so that you two will become the department’s powerhouse couple so that they can enter you two into the couples contest against the other departments. Some things might have to be done by force.

WARNINGS —

↳ cursing, slight smut

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Shinobu doesn’t want to open her eyes.

The bright sun has already peaked through her velvet curtains, lighting up the room and causing her to scrunch her little nose in annoyance. She can’t tell what time it is, but she knows for a fact that it’s not the early morning that she’s used to waking up to.

Shinobu doesn’t want to open her eyes.

She’s absolutely mortified. Her memory is better than most (maybe slightly lacking compared to you) so she knows what happened last night. She can feel the silk pajamas that glide as she turns, new and spotless after she was changed into them last night.

Shinobu doesn’t want to open her eyes.

There’s a stupid report that she has to turn into her supervisor, and she just has to edit it, but she’s supposed to turn it in in-person. And there’s a chance she missed that meeting, so might as well stay in bed. She has to grade a few more labs the undergrads turned in, and she knows that their sloppy work and ChatGPT generated answers will give her a riot of a headache.

Shinobu doesn’t want to open her eyes, because she doesn’t want to find out if you’ve left or not.

So she doesn’t open her eyes, and she lays still. She breathes quietly, begging her mind to stop running a thousand miles a second. And then she hears something, breaking the still quiet within her apartment.

The whistling of a kettle.

Shinobu opens her eyes, just to see you walk in with one of her porcelain cups balanced on a saucer.

Your eyes meet her and you quirk a brow at her, gently laying it down by her mahogany nightstand. “I’ll say this every time I come here. Your cups are pretentious.”

Shinobu doesn’t smile. She sits up to stare at you as you take the finished cup of chamomile and move to lean against the doorframe. She doesn’t even touch the new cup of tea that’s been brewed for her (she can smell the Earl Grey).

“I didn’t poison it,” you say, then push yourself off the doorframe and walk back to the kitchen to rinse her pretentious teacup.

So she drinks, smiling to herself for a moment before grimacing at her reflection.

At least you stayed.

Once Shinobu is done drinking her tea, she takes it upon herself to get ready for the day. She has certain standards for herself, and her current state is certainly abysmal next to such standards. So she steps into her bathroom, ready to take this new day by storm, but pauses when she sees that the bathroom looks untouched.

Her serums and lotions (or as you like to call them, potions and poisons) are lined up correctly, as if she didn’t swipe them off her countertops last night in a fit of anguish. There’s no bile on the bathroom floor, and the scent hasn’t remained in the air at all. In fact, the only thing different about the bathroom is the small lavender candle that burns in the corner, overpowering the traces of the previous night.

Shinobu opts for less than the bare minimum today, which is probably what you do on your day to day. And she remains in her pajamas, though she does wrap herself up in her silk robe for extra comfort. And she runs a hand through her hair, her butterfly pins left on the counter, because her hair is still smooth after you washed it for her last night.

When she steps into the living room, she’s shocked to see you curled up in her chesterfield chair in the corner, the curtains pulled back behind you to give you ample lighting. There’s a purple pen in one hand, cap in between your teeth, and you’re holding a paper with wrongly written equations on them, silently marking it before giving this poor undergrad a sad 4/10.

Her laptop is open on her coffee table, and there’s a small sandwich resting next to it. Grilled cheese, because that’s really the only thing you know how to make, but it has apple slices and the cheese is brie and she can see that it glistens slightly with honey; her pretentious grilled cheese.

“I edited your report. There was a paper that I thought would back your intro a bit more, so I added it in. If you eat fast enough you’ll make it in time for your meeting,” you say into the air.

“How do you know about my meeting?”

Without looking up from the next paper that you’re grading, you point at the big monthly calendar that hangs near the hallway. Then you scribble a 9/10 onto the paper, followed by a little butterfly, then toss it into the finished pile.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Because my biggest pet peeve as an undergrad was my TAs handing me back my work weeks after I turned it in,” you smirk to yourself. Shinobu shakes her head and you can see it out of the corner of your eye. She’s on the defensive, because she doesn’t sit to eat and she’s keeping her distance. She’s picking at her nails absentmindedly, and you stop yourself from telling her to stop because she doesn’t like to take orders from you.

“You know what I mean. We dropped out of the competition, we don’t have to act anymore. And if you’re doing this because you pity me, then leave.”

“I don’t pity you, Shinobu,” she flinches at the sound of her name.

“Then what is it?”

You finally look up at her. Despite the nightmare that was last night, her eyes still shine like amethyst gems. Her hair has been smoothed down but her curtain bangs curl in an awkward way, and she’s wearing some very fluffy socks for some weird reason.

You purse your lips and shake your head, “Your meeting, Shinobu. And your sandwich is getting cold, I worked really hard on it.”

“I don’t care about the damn sandwich-”

“Ouch.”

“I want to know why you’re doing this to me.”

“And I want to know why you called me last night.”

“What does that have to do-”

“Bullshit! Don’t start with me! It has everything to do with this!” You stand abruptly, throwing the papers and her pen onto the coffee table and raking a hand through your hair in frustration. You take a step towards her and she doesn’t back down, eyebrows scrunched together and staring back at you in defiance.

“You’re the one who’s hated me since day 1. You’re the one that ended the contract. You’re the one that pulled us out of the competition. You’re the one that’d been ignoring me. You’re the one that wants me to feel like an idiot. And you’re the one that called me. So why are you doing this to me.”

Shinobu wants to tell you that half of what you said is false and that you’ve done the same to her too, but she bites her tongue as you continue.

“You’re frustrating, y’know that? My life was quiet and ideal before you. Fuck, I never should’ve gone to the club that night,” you hiss and she finally blinks, shocked as if you just slapped her in the face.

She opens her mouth but you keep going, and you’ve cornered her against the wall, arm above her head as you stare down at her. “If we never slept together then you wouldn’t be stuck in my head every minute. It’s all still in there, the sound of your moaning and screaming. The feeling of your cunt tightening around me and dripping wet.”

Your eyes dart down when you see Shinobu shift, trying to discreetly cross her legs. Before you can stop yourself you take your knee and gently push her leg to the side, sliding it up against her and touching the wall.

Shinobu puts her hands up to your chest but she doesn’t push back. Her eyes are screwed shut and she lets out the prettiest whimper when you lean in close and breathe into her ear.

“Be a good girl and tell me to stop.”

“You broke a rule,” she whispers hoarsely. You freeze, hands pausing at her waist. ‘No good girl name calling,’ you remember from the contract.

Shinobu doesn’t know what she’s doing. She’s holding herself back from rubbing against your thigh, your jeans already sporting a wet spot from her cunt. But she wants to talk to you and have this conversation actually go somewhere.

Ever the genius, her mind comes up with a solution.

You balk in surprise when she takes her hands and pushes you back until you’ve fallen into the chair.

“What-”

“New rule,” Shinobu says with newfound confidence. “For every time you make me cum, I’ll answer one question.”

Your brain short circuits and your body feels like it's on fire, but you give her the same sardonic grin that you gave her at the club and ask, “How many times did I make you cum last time?”

“Two,” Shinobu recounts.

“Guess I need to make my three questions count then.”

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PHEW it's been a while. but i think next chapter will actually be the last! i feel like i promised you guys smut for this mini fic series and i havent really delivered, so im going to try my best next chappie lol.

this is also hella unedited but i really want to get this mini fic done bc its been so long and you guys really deserve it

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#kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer #shinobu kocho #shinobu kochou #kochou shinobu #kocho shinobu #shinobu x reader

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rubenista · 3 months

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Peter Lely, The Carnarvon Family: Group portrait of Charles Dormer, 2nd Earl of Carnarvon (1632-1709), his wife Elizabeth, née the Hon. Elizabeth Capel (1633-1678), and their children Charles, Viscount Ascott (1652-before 1673) and Elizabeth, later Elizabeth Stanhope, Countess of Chesterfield (1653-1677) (detail), 17th century. Oil on canvas, 156.2 x 217.8 cm. Private Collection.

#detail #portrait #painting #art #17th century #1600s #lely #Peter lely

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rococo-art-history · 2 months

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Philip Dormer Stanhope, 4th Earl of Chesterfield painted by Allan Ramsay (1713 - 1784)

#art #art history #artwork #culture #history #museums #painting #vintage #rococo #allan ramsay

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andersam5 · 9 months

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Ngl the outfit you got Hex wearing reminds me of the Hunter from Bloodborne

Actual research for his outfit explained under the cut

Hex's outfit is very much pulled from his history as a person!

His coat is actually called a Ulster coat, which was a common winter coat used by coachmen in the 1800s. The Chesterfield Coat was technically more popular, but for coachmen (especially, say, coachmen working for the Earl of Shrewsbury) the Ulsters capes would keep their arms warm against cold winds as their hands had to be held outwards holding reigns.

Imagine dying and coming back as a ghost only to be stuck in your work uniform

#altonverse #hex #gardens #special thanks to waffles for providing Gardens title

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stairnaheireann · 3 months

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#OTD in Irish History | 12 January:

1709 – Birth of Benjamin Burton, politician and Revenue Commissioner. 1729 – Edmund Burke, orator, statesman and philosopher, is born in Arran Quay, Dublin. 1745 – Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, Earl of Chesterfield, is the first official to allow Dubliners to roam in the Phoenix Park, and installed the central “Phoenix Monument”, a phoenix bird on a Corinthian column (the 2.8 mi main road through…

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#irelandinspires #irishhistory #OTD #Co. Galway #Connemara #Dublin #History #History of Ireland #Ireland #Irish Civil War #Irish History #Irish War of Independence #Photography by Steve Sheehy #Trinity Hall

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john-laurens · 2 months

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At this very moment Kinloch writes a letter to Mr. Boone, which will perhaps influence my future destination. If I cannot live as I would like, according to what I have told you, I would hope that in the event that I had to spend my life in solitude, I could share yours; but the way to live! It is very doubtful that I will be able to travel with an English Lord, because I am somewhat averse to this project, feeling very well that I do not have enough stolidity and gravity to maintain a certain character of reserve and wisdom during a series of several years with a young man, whose character is unknown to me. I will say nothing more to you on these matters until I have received some response from Mr. Boone. This winter we are going to read public law by the Abbot Mably, Dangeuil's book on commerce, the Abbot Raynal and some lighter authors, such as Vertot, St. Real etc. I in particular plan to study, after Mr. Hume's history and a few books on America, the works of Viscount Bolinbroke. We read a few letters from Earl Chesterfield every day, and in this way I learn to pronounce the English language, something which is of the utmost importance to me, and which I do with the greatest pleasure. I plan to finish Haller's collection this winter; I will finish the XIVth volume this week. When you see Haller, tell him a lot for me.

Johannes von Müller to Karl Viktor von Bonstetten, in a letter dated Decmeber 1775

The original text (below) was in French and was translated with Google Translate

Presumably, when Müller referred to works by the Abbot Raynal, he was referring to L'Histoire philosophique et politique des établissements et du commerce des Européens dans les deux Indes by Guillaume Thomas François Raynal. Francis Kinloch owned volume two of this work published in 1774.

Dans ce moment même Kinloch écrit à Mr. Boone une lettre, qui influera peut-être sur ma destination future. Si je ne peux pas vivre comme je le souhaiterois, d'après ce que je Vous ai dit, je souhaiterois, que dans le cas, qu'il me fallut passer ma vie dans la solitude, je puisse partager la votre; mais le moyen de vivre!

Il est très - douteux, que je puisse voyager avec un Seigneur Anglois, parceque j'ai quelque éloignement pour ce projet, sentant très-bien, que je n'ai pas assez de flegme et de gravité, pour maintenir un certain caractère de reserve et de sagesse pendant une suite de quelques années avec un jeune homme, dont le caractère m'est inconnu. Je ne Vous dirai plus rien sur ces matières, avant que j'aie reçu quelque réponse de Mr. Boone.

Nous allons lire cet hiver le droit public de l'Abbé Mably, le livre de Dangeuil sur le commerce, l'Abbé Raynal et quelques auteurs plus legers, tels que Vertot, St. Real etc. Moi en particulier, je compte d'étudier, après Mr. Hume's history et quelques livres sur l'Amérique, les ouvrages de Mylord Bolinbroke. Nous lisons tous les jours quelques lettres de Mylord Chesterfield, et j'apprens de cette manière à prononcer la langue Angloise, chose qui est de la dernière importance pour moi, et que je fais avec le plus grand plaisir. Je compte finir cet hyver la collection de Haller; je finirai cette semaine le XIVème volume. Quand Vous voyez Haller, dites-lui beaucoup de ma part.

#For those wondering about my last post #Currently having a ''physical item that connects people across centuries and makes everything so much more real'' moment #Francis Kinloch #Johannes von Muller #Johannes von Müller #Guillame Thomas Francois Raynal #Charles Victor de Bonstetten #quote

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mea-gloria-fides · 11 months

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Arms of The Right Honourable Edwyn Scudamore-Stanhope, 10th Earl of Chesterfield.

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my-deer-history · 1 year

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Doctor Ferguson Secy. to the Commission was Tutor to Ld Chesterfield at Geneva where I became acquainted with him_ he is a man known in the litterary world, and whose profound knowledge makes him very respectable_

John Laurens to Henry Laurens, 9 June 1778

I get inordinately excited about any mentions of John's time in Geneva.

Dr Adam Ferguson was a Scottish Enlightenment philosopher (among other things), and influenced the work of Adam Smith. And Philip Stanhope, Earl of Chesterfield was one of the Englishmen in Laurens' Geneva circle - not to be confused with Charles Stanhope, Viscount Mahon, who was also part of that Geneva crowd.

#historical john laurens #john laurens #charles stanhope #the irony of john misspelling literary though

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clove-pinks · 2 years

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1840s Friday: Fashionable Names

George Stanhope, 6th Earl of Chesterfield, 1840 lithograph by Richard James Lane after Alfred d'Orsay (National Portrait Gallery)

A great coat must be a “Chesterfield,” a “Taglioni,” or a “Codrington;” a little rag of coloured silk for the neck is called a “Byron Tie;” and so on. If the things are not dignified by these terms, the Gent does not think much of them.

— Albert Smith, The Natural History of the Gent (1847)

Happy Eighteen-Forties Friday my friends, today we look at some of the trendsetters whose names were attached to the fashionable man's wardrobe. The Dictionary of Fashion History by Valerie Cumming (building on the work of C.W. Cunnington and Phillis Cunnington) describes the Chesterfield coat:

An overcoat, named after the 6th Earl of Chesterfield (1805–1866), a leader of fashion in the 1830s and 1840s. A slightly waisted overcoat, single- or double-breasted, having a short back vent and centre back seam but no seam at the waist, or side vents. A velvet collar was usual, as were side-flapped pockets and an outside left-breast pocket.

A period guide for tailors, Joseph Couts' A Practical Guide for the Tailor's Cutting-room (1848 edition on Google Books), mentions that "greatcoats are so differently cut by different tailors," and includes an illustration of loose and tight Chesterfield coats titled "An Unexpected Meeting."

The Taglioni is credited to ballet master Filippo Taglioni (1777-1871), and distinguished by a large collar and wide lapels, in the form of a double-breasted greatcoat or single-breasted Taglioni frock coat. The Dictionary of Fashion History includes an 1843 fashion plate with Prince Albert wearing a version of the Taglioni frock coat:

"The Taglioni Coat" was also a broadside ballad, in which the poor but fashionable singer wins the hand of a wealthy woman: "We are married now, a happy pair/ I keeps a shay and pony/ A flunkie too, to curl my hair/ And brush my Taglioni."

The Codrington coat, similar in design to the Chesterfield, is named after Royal Navy admiral Sir Edward Codrington, who fought at Trafalgar and in the Battle of Navarino.

Sir Edward Codrington in 1845 (National Portrait Gallery, London)

Finally, the namesake of the Byron tie is the famous Lord Byron.

The Dictionary of Fashion History calls it "a small, narrow necktie"—not exactly what Byron is wearing in his portraits. Perhaps the Byron tie shrank over time, because initially it seems to resemble a loose neckerchief.

Illustrations from The Art of Tying the Cravat by H. Le Blanc (1828) (Archive full text). This book is an invaluable guide to men's neckwear of the early 19th century, and the author offers an explanation of the first "Byron tie":

As Lord Byron differed so widely from the world in general, we can hardly expect to find in the Cravat worn by this prince of poets, any of that élégance recherchée which generally characterize an Englishman of rank. It is universally allowed that the least constraint of the body has a corresponding effect on the mind, and it must, therefore, be admitted, that to a certain extent, a tight Cravat will cramp the imagination, and, as it were, suffocate the thoughts. [...] in every portrait where he is painted in the ardour of composition, his neck is always free from the trammels of the neckcloth.

By 1843, Punch magazine could snark, "An elegant substitute for the cravat is a bit of mousselaine de laine a few inches long or a bit of broad shoe-string to which the recherché name of 'Byron tie' has been given." (quoted in Handbook of English Costume in the 19th Century, C. Willett Cunnington and Phillis Cunnington)

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terrainofheartfelt · 2 years

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Dan + prose & poetry 9/?

Mary Oliver, “I Want to Write Something So Simply” / 5.12, "Father and the Bride" / Philip Stanhope, 4th Earl of Chesterfield, Lord Chesterfield’s Advice to His Son, On Men and Manners: or, A New System of Education / H.D., “Red Rose and a Beggar” / Diane Wakoski, "My Little Heart Pops Our, Like Springs" / Hanif Abdurraqib, “And What Good Will Your Vanity Be When the Rapture Comes” / Kristina Haynes, “I’m Fantastic, Thanks For Asking” / Salma Deera, “Letters from Medea” / Richard Siken, "Landscape with a Blur of Conquerors"

#dan humphrey #danhumphreyedit #gossip girl #gossipgirledit #*#dan texts #~dan's a writer? edition~#jessica does web weaving

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catholichousew1fe · 2 years

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James, Duke of Monmouth

Captain John Churchill

Hans Bentinck

Prince Rupert

James, Duke of York

Earl of Chesterfield

Earl of Rochester

Duke of Buckingham

Duke of Richmond and Lennox

Lieutenant Louis Morel

Monsieur de Rohan

William Nassau de Zuylestein

Colonel James Hamilton

Sir Thomas Bridge

Earl of Arran

Earl of Sussex

Captain Strickland

Marquis de Demaret

Lord Braxton

Lord Cavendish

Earl of Pembroke

Earl of Dorset

Sir George Etherege

Earl of Mulgrave

I’ll let you guess what this list entails…

#anna maria #anna maria rambles #anna maria l*vers #she is a wh*re!!!!#i luv m en

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amphibious-thing · 2 years

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You inquire about Monsieur de Guerchy's affair; and I will give you as succinct an account as I can of so extraordinary and perplexed a transaction: but without giving you my own opinion of it by the common post. You know what passed at first between Mr. de Guerchy and Monsieur d'Eon, in which both our Ministers and Monsieur de Guerchy, from utter inexperience in business, puzzled themselves into disagreeable difficulties. About three or four months ago, Monsieur du Vergy published in a brochure, a parcel of letters, from himself to the Duc de Choiseul; in which he positively asserts that Monsieur de Guerchy prevailed with him (Vergy) to come over into England to assassinate d'Eon; the words are, as well as I remember, 'que ce n'etoit pas pour se servir de sa plume, mais de son epee, qu'on le demandoit en Angleterre'. This accusation of assassination, you may imagine, shocked Monsieur de Guerchy, who complained bitterly to our Ministers; and they both puzzled on for some time, without doing anything, because they did not know what to do. At last du Vergy, about two months ago, applied himself to the Grand Jury of Middlesex, and made oath that Mr. de Guerchy had hired him (du Vergy) to assassinate d'Eon. Upon this deposition, the Grand jury found a bill of intended murder against Monsieur de Guerchy; which bill, however, never came to the Petty Jury. The King granted a 'noli prosequi' in favor of Monsieur de Guerchy; and the Attorney-General is actually prosecuting du Vergy. Whether the King can grant a 'noli prosequi' in a criminal case, and whether 'le droit des gens' extends to criminal cases, are two points which employ our domestic politicians, and the whole Corps Diplomatique. 'Enfin', to use a very coarse and vulgar saying, 'il y a de la merde au bout du baton, quelque part'.

Philip Dormer Stanhope, Earl of Chesterfield to his son, 22 April, 1765

#I really don’t talk about the murder for hire plot against d’eon enough do I #so many people are convinced she was lying but why would vergy lie?#chevalière d'eon #treyssac de vergy #comte de guerchy #philip dormer stanhope

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