Queen(ie) Elizabeth I

Blackadder II - 1986

blackadder in 2024...? more likely than you think

watching Blackadder for the first time and. regretfully, i absolutely would

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Why my darling ascendant lord giving the 'Edmund Blackadder II vibes? Its the attire colours and scheming thing isn't?

"The path of my life is strewn with cowpats from the Devil's own satanic herd." -Blackadder

Guys this post is so important

BALDRICK​ AND BLACKADDER.

Chapter 24 is up!

We last left our Elizabethan men cozy in the living area before a fire. . .

No single memory of getting from there to here, just impressions and heartbeats—  Poffy pouring himself onto Edmund and pressing him down into the chair. Edmund’s shirt tugged open at the collar, lips sucking along his collarbone. Poffy’s hand running down his body, palming his clothed member, swallowing Edmund’s gasp with his mouth.  Edmund’s hands smoothing along Poffy’s back, caressing the curves of his belly swelling out at each side. Poffy moving down, sin-drenched glance up from beneath his brows, wet trails of tongue dampening Edmund’s breeches where his cock strained for release, long obscene scenting of Edmund’s musk.    Reaching down only for Poffy to twist away with a tantalizing chuckle, holding out his hand for Edmund. Kissing their way into the hall half-carrying each other, jesting about trying to walk while hard (so very hard), Poffy’s face intense and laughing.   Then the sound of the door closing behind them and all the world was gone except for here.  “Light the candles, love,” Poffy whispered as he let go of Edmund to bar the door.  A little shaft of moonlight had crept in from the crack where the shutters didn’t completely align. As Edmund coaxed the candles alight, he thought how beautiful it would be to lay Poffy down in that fine strand, to see him by touch more than sight, to feel his way toward making him howl. For a moment, he longed to throw the shutters wide and take his lover with the full moonlight silvering their skin and disappearing into pools of darkness where their bodies met.  But Poffy was coming toward him, stalking him through the flickering candlelight and the warm, soft shadows, the love and desire in his eyes just like when Edmund had fantasized with the mask, only here, now, it was so much more.

Go here for the Peter Lorre-inspired-OC/Blackadder II fanfic.

Warning: Explicit. :)

Queen(ie) Elizabeth I

Blackadder II - 1986

My obsessions have cycled back to Blackadder goes Forth once again.

Baldrick, I have a very, very, *very* cunning plan

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLACKADDER!!!!

Caricatures in acrylics.

Portrait in acrylics.

Figurines in clay

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This has been sat in my drafts for a long time-