Robert Townsend

im not dead either i still love townhull the ship is engraved into my brain and i feel warm whenever i see em get shipped (or whenever i watch private woodhull/last episode)😼

but anyway happy gay month to you too robert townsend🥹

s4e5 haunts me daily and I love it

I think the only reason I haven’t used this blog recently is we literally have 0 ideas for what to do

and I haven’t gotten asks either

if i have the opportunity through the rp i will try to include you as well😼

i’ve been holding off on discussing the ideas kyle has until summer cuz of finals and stuff, my summer starts this friday so ye😭

y’all’s summer starts so late mine started like 20th May

im not dead either i still love townhull the ship is engraved into my brain and i feel warm whenever i see em get shipped (or whenever i watch private woodhull/last episode)😼

but anyway happy gay month to you too robert townsend🥹

s4e5 haunts me daily and I love it

I think the only reason I haven’t used this blog recently is we literally have 0 ideas for what to do

and I haven’t gotten asks either

Hello! I'm Major Tallmadge, Continental officer under General Washington. I've finally gotten Tumblr after the many requests from my friends.

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how to be a nonchalant king like Robert Townsend and not mischaracterize him

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After being led upstairs (and narrowly avoiding the senior Woodhull), looked to Abraham and asked a simple request.

“Can you explain more of what happened with you and the Rangers? I didn’t think it wise to ask through letters..”

His voice didn’t seem to hold any suspicion, and his expression was simply confused and asking of clarity. He hadn’t discovered anything.

(( throwaway ask bc i don’t want ALL the rp to die )) @ask-roberttownsend

Abraham was just at his desk in his room, until the sudden, abrupt appearance of Robert. Frankly, he was surprised as this wasn’t scheduled at all, and how Robert had managed to even unlock the door on his own.

As Robert stated his reason of being here, Abraham sighed and rubbed a hand at the back of his head. He felt a small surge of guilt rush through him at the moment, but he concealed it. He had to make sure he sounded truthful, anyway.

Robert steps closer to Abraham, standing slightly off center and resting his arm on the back of the chair.

And yet, that assurance his heart tried to negotiate with his mind still didn’t wash away the guilt.

Abe sighed, looking away. He attempted to defend himself, to keep this lowly lie standing.

“Without you in the ring, the Queen’s Rangers would be on your trail. They pick up you location like a fox picks up a scent.”

Robert could tell Abraham’s temper on the subject was thinning. Yes, he had more questions, but decided against bringing them up and risking an argument.

Robert takes a hold of Abraham’s hands in a tight grasp, letting up after realizing how hard he was holding them.

“Yes.. yes, you’re right.. you wouldn’t keep things from me anyways.. I’m sorry to pester you with this, darling…”

“That’s fine, I get you were just curious.”

“It’s just-… sorry, darling..”

Abe lets his vision divert to Robert’s face, examining his facial features to get his mind off of the slight regret he feels. Dammit, why was committing to this lie the best option? Couldn’t fate have made it easier? It’s almost a prophecy that this lie will be unraveled and revealed.

But he keeps his gentle facade up, with that same gaze on Robert’s face once more. His lips would usually twitch upward, but not with this guilt secretly stabbing him in the back.

“… let’s leave it at that,”

After being led upstairs (and narrowly avoiding the senior Woodhull), looked to Abraham and asked a simple request.

“Can you explain more of what happened with you and the Rangers? I didn’t think it wise to ask through letters..”

His voice didn’t seem to hold any suspicion, and his expression was simply confused and asking of clarity. He hadn’t discovered anything.

(( throwaway ask bc i don’t want ALL the rp to die )) @ask-roberttownsend

Abraham was just at his desk in his room, until the sudden, abrupt appearance of Robert. Frankly, he was surprised as this wasn’t scheduled at all, and how Robert had managed to even unlock the door on his own.

As Robert stated his reason of being here, Abraham sighed and rubbed a hand at the back of his head. He felt a small surge of guilt rush through him at the moment, but he concealed it. He had to make sure he sounded truthful, anyway.

Robert steps closer to Abraham, standing slightly off center and resting his arm on the back of the chair.

And yet, that assurance his heart tried to negotiate with his mind still didn’t wash away the guilt.

Abe sighed, looking away. He attempted to defend himself, to keep this lowly lie standing.

“Without you in the ring, the Queen’s Rangers would be on your trail. They pick up you location like a fox picks up a scent.”

Robert could tell Abraham’s temper on the subject was thinning. Yes, he had more questions, but decided against bringing them up and risking an argument.

Robert takes a hold of Abraham’s hands in a tight grasp, letting up after realizing how hard he was holding them.

“Yes.. yes, you’re right.. you wouldn’t keep things from me anyways.. I’m sorry to pester you with this, darling…”

“That’s fine, I get you were just curious.”

“It’s just-… sorry, darling..”

After being led upstairs (and narrowly avoiding the senior Woodhull), looked to Abraham and asked a simple request.

“Can you explain more of what happened with you and the Rangers? I didn’t think it wise to ask through letters..”

His voice didn’t seem to hold any suspicion, and his expression was simply confused and asking of clarity. He hadn’t discovered anything.

(( throwaway ask bc i don’t want ALL the rp to die )) @ask-roberttownsend

Abraham was just at his desk in his room, until the sudden, abrupt appearance of Robert. Frankly, he was surprised as this wasn’t scheduled at all, and how Robert had managed to even unlock the door on his own.

As Robert stated his reason of being here, Abraham sighed and rubbed a hand at the back of his head. He felt a small surge of guilt rush through him at the moment, but he concealed it. He had to make sure he sounded truthful, anyway.

Robert steps closer to Abraham, standing slightly off center and resting his arm on the back of the chair.

And yet, that assurance his heart tried to negotiate with his mind still didn’t wash away the guilt.

Abe sighed, looking away. He attempted to defend himself, to keep this lowly lie standing.

“Without you in the ring, the Queen’s Rangers would be on your trail. They pick up you location like a fox picks up a scent.”

Robert could tell Abraham’s temper on the subject was thinning. Yes, he had more questions, but decided against bringing them up and risking an argument.

Robert takes a hold of Abraham’s hands in a tight grasp, letting up after realizing how hard he was holding them.

“Yes.. yes, you’re right.. you wouldn’t keep things from me anyways.. I’m sorry to pester you with this, darling…”

After being led upstairs (and narrowly avoiding the senior Woodhull), looked to Abraham and asked a simple request.

“Can you explain more of what happened with you and the Rangers? I didn’t think it wise to ask through letters..”

His voice didn’t seem to hold any suspicion, and his expression was simply confused and asking of clarity. He hadn’t discovered anything.

(( throwaway ask bc i don’t want ALL the rp to die )) @ask-roberttownsend

Abraham was just at his desk in his room, until the sudden, abrupt appearance of Robert. Frankly, he was surprised as this wasn’t scheduled at all, and how Robert had managed to even unlock the door on his own.

As Robert stated his reason of being here, Abraham sighed and rubbed a hand at the back of his head. He felt a small surge of guilt rush through him at the moment, but he concealed it. He had to make sure he sounded truthful, anyway.

Robert steps closer to Abraham, standing slightly off center and resting his arm on the back of the chair.

And yet, that assurance his heart tried to negotiate with his mind still didn’t wash away the guilt.

Abe sighed, looking away. He attempted to defend himself, to keep this lowly lie standing.

“Without you in the ring, the Queen’s Rangers would be on your trail. They pick up you location like a fox picks up a scent.”

Robert could tell Abraham’s temper on the subject was thinning. Yes, he had more questions, but decided against bringing them up and risking an argument.

After being led upstairs (and narrowly avoiding the senior Woodhull), looked to Abraham and asked a simple request.

“Can you explain more of what happened with you and the Rangers? I didn’t think it wise to ask through letters..”

His voice didn’t seem to hold any suspicion, and his expression was simply confused and asking of clarity. He hadn’t discovered anything.

(( throwaway ask bc i don’t want ALL the rp to die )) @ask-roberttownsend

Abraham was just at his desk in his room, until the sudden, abrupt appearance of Robert. Frankly, he was surprised as this wasn’t scheduled at all, and how Robert had managed to even unlock the door on his own.

As Robert stated his reason of being here, Abraham sighed and rubbed a hand at the back of his head. He felt a small surge of guilt rush through him at the moment, but he concealed it. He had to make sure he sounded truthful, anyway.

Robert steps closer to Abraham, standing slightly off center and resting his arm on the back of the chair.

And yet, that assurance his heart tried to negotiate with his mind still didn’t wash away the guilt.

Abe sighed, looking away. He attempted to defend himself, to keep this lowly lie standing.