Burning is not answering.

thisissomebodywrotethis:

Yes, it’s that Mark Gatiss and no, he shouldn’t have: Lexi and J discuss Christian Fall’s The King’s Men from Nottingham. Ostensibly set during the English Civil War, this work of skin-crawling pornography made us angry and despairing in turns, what with its toe-sucking and impromptu orgies, the libel and all the sweat. If you like history or sex or love or birds, I’m sorry but they don’t survive this book. RIP those things. Listen as Lexi struggles to recall who’s boned whom and J sets the record straight about wooden buttons and Prince Rupert. Also, there is a mobile sex-slave unit in it. This is the kind of book that pseudonyms are for.
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thisissomebodywrotethis:

Yes, it’s that Mark Gatiss and no, he shouldn’t have: Lexi and J discuss Christian Fall’s The King’s Men from Nottingham. Ostensibly set during the English Civil War, this work of skin-crawling pornography made us angry and despairing in turns, what with its toe-sucking and impromptu orgies, the libel and all the sweat. If you like history or sex or love or birds, I’m sorry but they don’t survive this book. RIP those things. Listen as Lexi struggles to recall who’s boned whom and J sets the record straight about wooden buttons and Prince Rupert. Also, there is a mobile sex-slave unit in it. This is the kind of book that pseudonyms are for.

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Penny Dreadful Fic: Something at Work in the Soul - Chapter 5

It’s that time again: the newest chapter of my collaboration with TheFierceBeast, Something at Work in the Soul, is up on AO3!

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We’re back with Victor and Dorian this week, as they take a stroll in the park and try to make it work. Enjoy!

It was what made him so compelling: even in the act of making vows such as this, even as he shook with diffidence, the struggle inside him plain to read, Victor Frankenstein still yet retained an icy aloofness that Dorian longed to melt.

hallward:

Romantic poet comedy hour. 
Byron: Fine. Fine. Okay. Whatever. Mountains are cool / flowers are neat / glaciers are cold / your ass is sweet.

hallward:

Romantic poet comedy hour. 

Byron: Fine. Fine. Okay. Whatever. Mountains are cool / flowers are neat / glaciers are cold / your ass is sweet.

(via achyjedi)