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You will only change your name when you marry.

Playing Lucrezia was great because I got to develop her from a 13-year-old to a young woman over the seasons. I felt very in control of her, and I felt like I grew up with her in a way. When I started, it was my first long job away from home. It’s almost like going to university. I don’t know how much I learned as an actress, but I definitely grew in confidence. Sometimes life imitates art with confidence; when I’m playing a character who is very self-assured, I become more self-assured myself because I have to bring it. I was the only young girl in a hugely male-dominated cast and crew, and I think when you have important men around you all the time, you do need to learn how to assert yourself without being the “pretty little girl”.

god knows i live, god knows i died                                                                                                                                god knows i begged, begged, borrowed and cried.

Imagine that you are sitting on the edge of a vast well, your feet dangling over the edge. Moving slowly around the walls of the well, like smoke, there’s a world of wonders reaching down, as far down as the eye can see. These wonders are your life […] Everything is there for you to see. Birth. And, of course, your death. But the miracle is that there’s no pain. I have been in pain, Cesare, for all my years. (for @carriefiser​)

“Whether we fall by ambition, blood or lust,                        like diamonds, we are cut with our own dust” (for @carriefiser)

David Oakes and Natalie Dormer on the promotional poster for Venus in Fur.

requested by @anon: cesare & lucrezia + favourite scene

Happy birthday, François Arnaud! (b. 5 July 1985)

Lucrezia Borgia | Bi Bi Bi

It is my sister’s wedding. I would see her smile. Ah! One of the comedies, perhaps, of Terence or Plautus? The difference between them? Um, the comedies of Terence have refinement. Refinement. Refinement is good. Yes. Those of Plautus are known for their vulgarity. Vulgarity is better. Ah! He wrote of bawds, pimps, courtesans. Better still.

Can you tell me why we’re cursed with this feeling that feels so natural and good? When we’re together, God seems to sit in the room with us. And when you’re away, I manage to forget you. And then…one touch of your hand and God comes rushing back. God or the devil? Whatever it is that overwhelms.