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“Clothes are never a frivolity: they always mean something.”
James Laver, Art and Fashion historian (via readingstreetstyle)

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It was evident that not even Napoleon could deny Basil’s allure for too long. That gentle, persistent voice tugged his lips into a little smile, even if it wasn’t all that convincing. “Dear Basil, if only you knew the work with which I was tasked…” He motioned to the maps, worn books, and general disarray on his desk.
“But very well. I suppose if I am urgently needed in the bed, it would be incredibly rude to leave such important company waiting.” With aching bones, Napoleon stood and stretched, feeling each muscle pulling as they shifted from their accustomed positions. “I pray you never have to govern a country someday.”
the painter seems a little tired but the other did make it explicitely clear before that he would be grateful for the company. and so here he is. napoleon is working, of course. but basil feels that it is too late for that anyway. so he's closing the door, crossing the room, tenderly touching on his shoulder. "come to bed, - sire?"
Of course Basil was needed, and desperately so. The Emperor was between two marriages, and his reign was being regarded with more wariness as each day passed. However, Napoleon was exoected to govern his country as he always had; calmly, and skillfully. His people needed him, especially at that point. Most of all was the man who had just stepoed into his room, each movement slow and cautious as always. Basil had the peculiar trait of not wanting to be noticed, something that the Emperor had picked up on quickly, and could easily recognize the other by. "Basil," he groaned softly, releasing a quill from ink-stained hands to rub at his weary face. "I am not your sire, and you will not refer to me as such. I have bestowed upon you the honour of seeing me as a close friend. A fellow professional." And a lover, he added wordlessly. "The bed calls my name, but I cannot rest until I am finished. Please wait there for me, and I shall reward you for your patience." There was no question about what this might have meant.
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“husband.” there was a knock at the door before she came in, her eyes immediately finding the man himself sat by the table. he had just gotten back today and has not spoken a word to her since. he was back but he did not care to be back, for he had so much planning to do, so many errands to run. she knew that pose. his elbows on the tabletop, his hands linked, his head declining slightly. there were papers on the table but they were pushed out of the way. he was deep in thought and whatever was bothering him was a heavy enough matter.
“how glad i am to see you back.” it was a phrase she felt was necessary before she could go on saying any more. a part of her had hoped it would be enough to make him talk, but when it did not, she went on across the room, stopping only two steps from his chair. she caught sight of some of the papers and frowned a little. “what is it? you will not be joining us for dinner?” she fell quiet.
it quite reminded her of when she was little and felt quite invisible for her shy nature, for the lack of forceful temperament she had in her. her own steps would scare her for they were too loud, her own voice would at times become unbearable in the face of a stranger. she was so much more than that little girl now, yet still somehow he had managed to stir the feeling in her all over again. “you can talk to me. you know that.”
Research is one of the most important aspects of being an author.
It’s time consuming, sometimes thankless, hard work. But it’s an absolute fundamental part of writing. Even when you’re writing about something you know.
It’s even more important when you are writing about something you aren’t familiar with personally, but especially when you are writing about cultures, races, sexualities or other groups of people that you do not belong to yourself.
It is not a small issue. You absolutely cannot halfass your research or hope you can get away with not doing any research at all because you can do serious harm with poor or wrong representation. You will not get away with it.
I’ve heard a lot of people say that they are afraid of writing or including diverse characters because they’re afraid of getting it wrong or afraid of criticism if they don’t do something right.
Well guess what? Another fundamental part of being a writer is: criticism.
Criticism has began to get a negative connotation in our community (akin to bullying), even though it isn’t and it never was. Sure, criticism can be negative if someone finds fault with a work, but usually it’s both. Criticism is a discussion of both the good and the bad, and is meant as feedback for the author. That’s what book reviews and feedback usually are: criticism. Stop thinking about it as a mostly negative thing.
If doesn’t matter if you are a debut author or a publishing veteran. Everyone and everything is subject to criticism.
You as an author have a job and that is to write a novel to the best of your ability. That includes research, writing, editing, revising, getting beta and sensitivity readers, and polishing your novel until you feel it’s finished. It’s no one’s job to teach you or give you anything, by the way, this is work you have to do yourself. If you skip or half ass any of those steps, you have no right to complain about any negative feedback because you didn’t do your job right in the first place.
Fear is not an excuse, not a good one, but it is a very lazy one. Because if you do your job, you will have nothing to worry about. You’ll be subject to criticism even if you think you did everything right.
And one last thing: people don’t have to like your book. People will love it and people will hate it. That’s just how things are, so some of the crit will be irrelevant because you can chalk it up taste or different experiences. But if an overwhelming amount of people tell you your book has an issue, you job is not to defend yourself, it’s to shut up, listen, and educate yourself. Sometimes you may even need to apologize. But do pay attention to what people say, especially people you are trying to represent: What is the problem? Why do people give you negative feedback? Read, learn, educate yourself, be better.
And if you’re still scared or you don’t want to put in the work needed to be done… I hate to break it to you, but you have no business writing. Writing is not an easy job and it is all about taking risks. And in the end, it’s not about you or your feelings, but about the story. Your intentions don’t matter, your impact does. The possible hurt and damage you can do to people you are trying to represent because you aren’t willing to do your job right (even to yourself and your career) outweighs your personal feelings. Period, full stop, end of story. If you aren’t willing to do all you need in order to accomplish the job, you shouldn’t be doing it.
[P]eople don’t have to like your book. People will love it and people will hate it. That’s just how things are, so some of the crit will be irrelevant because you can chalk it up taste or different experiences. But if an overwhelming amount of people tell you your book has an issue, you job is not to defend yourself, it’s to shut up, listen, and educate yourself. Sometimes you may even need to apologize. But do pay attention to what people say…

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Napoleon was likely never trained in the art of equestrianism, outside of one or two lessons as a boy in military school. There was simply no need for a horse, especially not for a young soldier who spent any time that he could on his home island of Corsica. There, with its rough terrain, a donkey was just as good, or even better. There were slow but steadfast and reliable, scaling treacherous locations with ease. Such a detail was glossed over when Jacques-Louis David painted Napoleon’s journey through the Great Saint Bernard pass, where he most definitely used a humble mule.
He may have adopted the use of white horses later on in his life, though it is not well-documented. In fact, after a museum recently discovered the remains of the horse they found were not that of Marengo, his “beloved” horse, historians discovered that such a horse never existed. So it is still unclear whether or not Napoleon actually had a use for horses, and the rumour of his preference for white ones may come from romanticised propaganda paintings.
Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE
“Basil, I know what you are up to when you give me those eyes-”
This was, perhaps, different than what Napoleon expected. The younger painter always wanted Napoleon to take control, as he should, but as he was pinned against the wall, the Emperor certainly wasn’t complaining. As he felt his back come into contact with the wall, a knowing grin crossed his face. He took Basil by the hips and, before he could even kiss him, the other was already on it, kissing him with deep passion.
Napoleon had never seen Basil like this, so eager and ready to be in charge, for once. Napoleon thought that perhaps it was his fault, as he was away for such a long time. He knew that Basil preferred to wait for him on his campaigns, and he hoped that the painter would at least find another lover to keep him occupied during that time, but it always seemed like Basil waited patiently, religiously for him to return.
“I love you,” he murmured as he felt the soft flesh of their lips meet. Hollow words, perhaps, but ones that he wouldn’t say to anyone other than Josephine and Basil. Was it possible, then, to love two people at once? He could not say that he loved only because Nature willed him to do so - he loved Josephine even if she could not produce an heir, as Basil could not. Perhaps that was a charm that he had fallen in love with, the inability to continue his lineage.
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“ Well I think I’m very skilled with words, so I must be the talent of the century, ” he mocked. “ And how many pornographic authors are you known with, exactly? How flattered I am depends on this information. ”
“ They would admit this, for it is the truth in some cases. And while you may think I lie constantly for my own gain, sometimes being honest makes one gain even more. If I had lied to the Abbé de Coulmier, I would not have whipped the Emperor of the French with an old riding crop. ” After said emperor was finished his somewhat motivational speech on being proud of your own decisions, something one wouldn’t say to the Marquis de Sade neccessarily, he replied: “ I’m sure you were proud, Napoleon. Are you also proud of yourself now? Do tell. I am, for one, incredibly proud. I am pride himself. ”
“How flattered you are matters little to me, Donatien, and I will not be divulging this information with you.” He hoped that that would put an end to inquiries concerning his taste in literature. For all the public needed to know, he enjoyed the works produced by the great authors of the Enlightenment - and Donatien could hardly be considered one of them, despite looking old enough to have been active during that time.
A grin crept upon his face when he realised with how much ease de Sade could talk about such indecent acts. Of course, they had committed them together, but they were so impure, so - wrong. It defied nature and morality alike, religion taken completely out of the equation. “Of course I am proud of myself. I am Emperor of the French. If I had followed the path that had been predetermined for me, I would have been at best, a semi-competent general, and at worst, a lowly clergyman in some obscure farming village.” Napoleon laughed at the thought, knowing that it was easily one of the options in his youth. “But if I had been a priest I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to be whipped by the Marquis de Sade.”
Primary Sources about Napoleon
There are many people who have known Napoleon throughout his life. Many of them have written their perception on him, sometimes during his reign, but more often after death. Some of these sources were very close to Napoleon, but many are less reliable than others. It is important to not take a source at face value simply because the person knew Napoleon. We must also factor in their motivations for writing such things about the Emperor of France, as well as the year in which it was written. The following people have all written about Napoleon, and it is my hope to explain in depth why some are more decisive than others.
Louis Antoine Fauvelet de Bourrienne - Memoires de Napoléon Bonaparte (EN | FR)
At first glance, this may seem like a very reliable source. Bourrienne was close friends with Napoleon during his time in military school. They had a falling-out of sorts after the then-first Consulate realised Bourrienne was using his position of power to make his family wealthy. One must consider that these memoirs were published in 1829, only two years before Bourrienne’s death, and eight years after that of Napoleon. He was in great financial need at the time, and he was encouraged by a local publisher to write about his experiences with Napoleon in an attempt to make money. This could imply that much of what happened was fabricated to make it more interesting to read, or long forgotten over the nearly three decades since Bourrienne had spoken to Napoleon. It is from these memoirs that we get the anecdote of Napoleon leading a snowball fight, which cannot be confirmed by anyone other than Bourrienne himself. The memoirs have many similar anecdotes, but is to be taken with consideration of Bourrienne’s situation in mind. Certain issues are addressed in a book titled Bourrienne et ses erreurs volontaires et involontaires by A. Bulos.
Laure Junot - Memoires de Madame Junot (La Duchesse D'Abrantès) (EN | FR)
Junot was the wife of one of Napoleon’s close generals. This would, by nature, imply that she was close to the Emperor or was privy to the inner workings of the Empire. This was, in fact, the case exactly. However, unfortunately for Mme Junot, she was quite a gossiper, which aggravated Napoleon. He did not wish for a woman to pry into diplomatic affairs, so he forbade her from being within one hundred leagues of the city. This made her quite bitter, and she wrote her memoirs to cast Napoleon in a bad light. The anecdotes and accusations in the memoirs are outrageous, and which many scholars agree to be absolute fiction.
Germaine de Staël - Oeuvres complètes de Madame la Baronne de Staël-Holstein (EN | FR)
De Staël’s motivations should be taken into question immediately when we realise that she was the daughter of the infamous Jacques Necker, finance minster under King Louis XVI. Though she was an incredibly intelligent woman, both she and Napoleon had large egos that often clashed whenever one was in company of the other. In her memoirs, she belittles Napoleon with hollow, if well-constructed accusations. She claimed that Napoleon wanted nothing to do with her simply because she was a woman who did not belong in politics. The scathing memoirs have nothing redeeming about the Emperor whatsoever, and it has been confirmed that much of it was fabricated. Though incredibly more well-written than the memoirs of Madame Junot, they have about the same authenticity.
Emmanuel, comte de Las Cases - Memorial de Sainte-Hélène (EN | FR)
Here is where I believe my point of view differs from many people who study Napoleon casually. Those who wish for something reliable and extensive often reach for Las Cases’ Memorial, as it was dictated by Napoleon himself during his exile on Saint Helena. However, it would be foolish to take anything Napoleon wrote at utter face value, since the Emperor was known as a pioneer of modern-day propaganda. This Memorial is also an example of that, where he paints things in a light in which he would rather see them. This does not discredit the source, however, as though this propaganda we can further our knowledge about Napoleon’s history. When he talks of battles, it is always best to cross-reference with the memoirs of Napoleon’s soldiers, as many men saying the same thing are rarely wrong. In the case of this Memorial, Napoleon attributes the loss of Waterloo to the incompetence of his generals, deflecting the blame from himself. There are also things that are twisted to appear slightly better than they truly were. Any anecdotes about Napoleon’s childhood are hard to confirm unless we cross-check them with those of his brother, Joseph Bonaparte. It is not that Napoleon necessarily lies about his upbringing, as he makes a point to state that his family was not wealthy but still a part of the nobles in Corsica, but this is towards the end of his life when he is incredibly ill and suffering from depression, and his memory is not as good as it could have been had the Memorial been written earlier or under different circumstances. About this source, I would say to take it more as a study on the Emperor’s personality.
It is clear that there are many people who have tried to tarnish the name of and slander Napoleon Bonaparte. Of course, it is to be expected around a man who was always so politically charged, whom many people saw as a Christ figure while others saw him as an anti-Christ. There is one source that is, in my opinion, much better than others, simply because it has little to no political bias and is written by the man who was closest to Napoleon for his entire life.
Joseph Bonaparte - Mémoires et correspondance politique et militaire du roi Joseph (EN | FR)
What makes this source different from the others is that it is a collection of letters both to and from Napoleon from his older brother, Joseph. Many recent editions annotated by Napoleonic scholars can provide accurate and in-depth information about Napoleon. It is a shame that this source is often overlooked as in the editions where only the letters are included, it has no political bias in it whatsoever, as aforementioned. However, the editions that also include the memoirs of Joseph are valuable as well, as they give an interesting perspective to Napoleon’s reign that few others had.
There are plenty more primary sources out there that attempt to write about Napoleon, and as with these, should all be taken with a grain of salt. These are the ones that people most often come across, and are too often used for confirmation bias. It is important to read what historians know to be absolutely true, and to not base impregnable opinions on dubious sources.
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Philippe looked at him, he could think of a few ways to teach, but he certainly was in no position to tell them to the man before him. “When do we start?”
“Oh, do not sound so eager, Philippe.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm in response to the other man’s question, which was neither enthusiastic nor disapproving. “We start whenever you feel - adequately prepared.”

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“Hey, Basil, I just put the finishing touches on a strategy I’d like to discuss with you, would you like to -”
Napoleon was interrupted by a brute force that seemed to come out of nowhere, bright colours flashing before his eyes as he was knocked back. The boy barely had any time to register what was going on before the punch had been delivered. Doubled over, he would have fought back. but instead stood there, stunned, as it had come from the last person he expected. Basil Hallward, the shy and quiet artist, and one of the few boys at the school that he would genuinely consider a friend.
He took a few steps back once he got his bearings once more, looking at the other with nothing but utter heartbrokenness as the first of many betrayals in his lifetime unfurled before him. “They’ve won you over, haven’t they?” he asked pathetically, placing a cool hand to his cheek, where a bruise was already forming. “You believe their lies, the nasty things they say behind my back.” He straightened himself up, now quite a terrifying sight to behold. “What did they offer you, Basil, to join them? Perhaps the protection I could never offer.”
The force of the punch had caused his teeth to sink into the flesh of the inside of his cheek, and his spat the blood on the ground rather than swallow it, like a coward would have. “I - see how it is. You’ve made your decision, and I don’t need you. I never needed you.”
me: i know a lot about nap @fleur-au-fusil: thats where youre wrong, kiddo
nap’s writer: mameluks came from egypt
me, a corsican renowned history student: IN FACT,
THEY WERE WHITE BUT HE FOUGHT THEM IN EGYPT OK,,,, THESE ARE THE FACTS(TM)
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Hey Everyone! So as you can see this is my 1 year anniversary video! FINALLY! Sorry about the whole google drive thing, it was the only way to upload the video. I’m warning you now its long. And it was longer this is my third time refilming it for various reasons. It is a long video but I had a lot to say when answering questions. And even more the people in my bias list I gushed over. I will say now and I say it like 3 times in the video I could not include the entire list that I wanted to include. I am so so sorry for that, but my first video where I did do that, it was over an hour long. And this one is 40 minutes. So yeah. I also want to take this hot minute to just thank the Vikings fandom, quite a few of you are mentioned, but you all deserve a thank you from me, because you have all been wonderful to me and Philippe in our group chat, when I mention the people on tumblr, you guys are the ones I’m talking about it.
So now onto important stuff, I answer questions in this order (not giving times sorry, I am not going to watch my cringe worthiness more than I have to). @bxonaparte @mentisvolatus @allthosemuseiisms @granxaire anon @sprigxfthyme
And now just in case you wanted to know these are the people I do in fact mention in the second half of the video. It’s about as close to the right order as I could manage.
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Thank you everyone so much, this year has been wonderful and here is to another.
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