M I L K ♔ H O N E Y

ℑndependent  role-playing blog for Eleanor Guthrie. Multi- fandom, verse & shipping; OC characters are more than welcome.  Please adhere to the rules of this blog.        Adaptable forms of interaction, but be  warned  at  times this blog will feature heavy NSFW including but not limited to smut, gore, violence &  strong language.

So I think this might be my most successful RP blog ever. I’ve had a few blogs with lots of followers but never have I felt more welcome than I have here. Everyone I follow is wonderful and perfect, and I feel like the RPs I have are some of the most brilliant I’ve ever had the pleasure to take part it. I’m having such a great time so here’s to another 100!

Perfect people who I adore and thank with all my heart for being so wonderful and patient with me

thewaytomakeanentrance | comtenomore | gxscon | mxlancolie | simply-milady | herunfailingkindness | obeyxserve

Wonderful little ducklings who have made my time here so much fun

winglesswolf | staret-est | xanneofaustria | unlikexthebirds | xlivestogo | equetis | rosareginam | brotherofathos 

People I stalk from afar because I’m awkward but hope to RP with soon

piratecaptainhook | motherofasgard | thekingrenly | pureironking

Super special mention to doctoronserenity aka the gorgeous Gena because although we don’t really RP on this account I love her to bits and she’s my fave and you should all follow her.

I’m sure I’ve forgotten someone and if I have I’m so sorry. 

But thank you all so much for putting up with me!

Katy

888,246 Ceramic Poppies Flow Like Blood from the Tower of London to Commemorate WWI

Sexual Sunday NSFW special, they’re all suggestive, but don’t have to be responded to in a NSFW manner.

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"...In which case, I will go fuck myself."

·Multi-Fandom, AU & Multi-Shipping

·Up-to-date on show

·NSFW Materials will feature, all triggers will be tagged.

·Flexible writing style

·OC Friendly

·Mun 21+

 Eyes fluttered heavily beneath the strain of a sorrowful fatigue, the fever had been ravishing her body for days, cold sweats and haunting dreams ensnaring Jane within a darkening abyss, one shethought escape was impossible. 

Constance’s hands covered the lady’s own, holding on tight, as if some of her strength might seep into Jane’s weak body. “Your Majesty. Your son will grow up strong and healthy and you will be by his side to witness it.” She brought the Jane’s hand to her lips, pressing a kiss to the back of her hand, vision blurring with her unshed tears

  Lips twitched into a gentle smile at the thought of  finding such a friend as she had in Constance, she never could have imagined such a comfort. Queen's  were not meant for such happiness, alas she had  found in Constance what Henry could never had  offered - companionship. 

Eleanor: Yes! I’ll be down in a minute!