the opium den

talk to my red & my cherry

ships: isak/even, vilde/eva
rating: teen
word count: 5,234

hi all! so this is something I’ve been working for like, an entire week, and I’m really excited to finally share it with everyone!!

even though we don’t talk i’d really like to shoutout @closetlesbianvilde and @shameforskam - your metas/text posts were a HUGE inspiration for this conversation between Even and Vilde about sexuality. you guys are the best??

also big shouts to @adamparishe, @ravenclawisak & @isakneven for helping me edit and being generally Good humans ♡

i think this might actually turn into a series about Vilde continuing to explore her sexuality, so make sure to follow it on ao3 as well! i’ll be posting about any updates on my blog too.

please please please hit my inbox with thoughts and suggestions!! xx


Even wasn’t entirely sure how he’d gotten himself into this situation.

It was possible that it started with him attending a single kosegruppa meeting in October for the sole purpose of meeting Isak Valtersen, man of his life. And if that’s what led to him squeezed between Isak, a very drunk Eva and friends, and fifty other people he’d never seen before in his parents’ living room, he figured it was totally worth it. 

But that still didn’t explain how (or if) he’d volunteered his flat for the first kosegruppa pregame post winter break. Was he…still technically in the kosegruppa? Was Isak? It was hard to say. He was certain that they’d passed pregame about ten kilometers back. It was impossible to call the carnage occurring in his living room a pregame. This was a full blown party and he was pretty sure the kosegruppa had nothing to do with it.

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take this burden - part 29

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Jian Yi’s phone chimed.

‘I’m going to go assure the new bouncer that Zhengxi isn’t here on a bust. I’ll be right back.’

Mo Guan Shan and Janie nodded.

‘Thank god he won’t be finding the opium den in the back, right?’ Mo Guan Shan joked.

‘No opiates, but they’d probably be pissed about Julio’s stash.’

‘Of opium?’ He asked in surprise.

She laughed.

‘No opium. He mostly just deals weed and hallucinogens in the back.’

‘I…can’t tell if you’re joking.’

‘Not at all.’ She assured him.

‘He’s one of the only reasons we keep this place running.’

‘You have an onsite drug dealer?’

She smiled, pouring two more drinks.

‘How long have you been here?’

‘In Las Vegas?’ He asked.

‘Yes. In Las Vegas.’

‘Oh…a little over two months.’

‘You’ve been here for two months and we haven’t met you?!’ She demanded.

‘I just met He Tian on Monday.’

She handed out the drinks she’d been making and stood in front of him again.

‘You MET him on Monday?’

‘Yes.’

‘Like…last Monday?’

‘Yes.’

‘Seven days ago?’

‘…Yes.’

She studied him intently.

‘All jokes aside, how the fuck did you…’ She gestured in the direction He Tian had left, at a loss.

‘I honestly don’t know. It’s only just setting in how weird it apparently is.’

‘Even with-’

‘Even with Jian Yi and Zhengxi, yeah.’ He finished for her.

She furrowed her brow, turning away to take orders, continuing the conversation immediately when she came back.

‘Did you guys meet on a dating site or something?’

Mo Guan Shan laughed.

‘No, he just stumbled upon me.’

‘That’s crazy.’

He understood her confusion it seemed pretty normal at this point, but it was starting to get to him.

Mo Guan Shan wasn’t necessarily an insecure person, but…damn.

‘Am I not good enough for him, or something?’ He asked, trying to keep any bitterness out of his tone.’

She paled.

‘No, no, no that is NOT what I meant! I didn’t mean to-’

He held a hand up to silence her.

‘It’s ok, I’m just trying to figure it out.’

‘I mean…I can tell you if you actually want to hear it.’

‘I do.’

Did he?

‘I don’t want you to stop liking him or anything…’

‘Don’t worry about that.’

She nodded, taking few more orders before pulling her own stool up behind the bar.

‘Alright. Well, I was one of the first people he hired. I’ve been here since it opened and I, like everyone, totally fell for him. I mean, he’s smart and funny, and one of the most attractive people I’ve ever seen…’

Mo Guan Shan nodded.

All true.

‘Please keep in mind that I was barely 21 at this point and thought I was just the shit.’

Mo Guan Shan smiled.

She looked away.

‘So I…tried to get with him.’

‘…’

‘He didn’t go for it. Turned me down immediately and never brought it up again.’

Mo Guan Shan nodded, encouraging her to continue.

‘Well, I was pretty insecure at the time from a few weird situations and assumed…’ She trailed off.

‘Assumed…’ Mo Guan Shan prompted.

‘I assumed he wasn’t into black girls. I know now that it was a ridiculous conclusion and I really hurt his feelings when I accused him.’

‘Alright, so he wasn’t into the girls he hired?’ Mo Guan Shan asked.

‘Nope. He’s always been a perfect gentleman with his employees. So, for awhile, we all assumed he was just a really nice guy.’

‘Maybe he just wanted his relationships to be private?’ Mo Guan Shan suggested, already knowing that wasn’t the case.

‘I don’t know, man. He’s here LITERALLY all the time. There was no way he could find time to keep up a healthy relationship.’

‘So, you realized you were wrong? About the gentleman part?’

The nodded, looking around to make sure no one was listening in.

‘Yeah. When business started to pick up, he went home with someone new on a regular basis. Mostly men but a there were some women in there too. It wasn’t a big deal, it’s not like he’s the only one that does it.’

‘I’m not seeing your point here.’

‘My point is, it’s odd to know someone for years and never see them even go home with the same person twice. So, you can imagine how odd it seems.’

Mo Guan Shan found he had no response to that.

She continued.

‘These last few days are the longest He’s ever been gone. A few of us honestly thought something awful had happened. Jian Yi had to come in and set the record straight.’

‘What did Jian Yi say?’

‘That he was on vacation. Which sounded like total bullshit.’

‘Why?’

She regarded him skeptically.

‘God, you really did just meet him. He’s not really the VACATION type. He won’t even take two days off in a row. He gives us all the holidays off and handles everything alone. It’s insane.’

‘Jesus.’

‘Yeah. So, since Monday, he’s only been here a few times and was clearly itching to leave. And then he up and leaves for several days. And then comes back with some mystery man. Tell me that’s wouldn’t surprise you.’

‘You’re right, I’m sure it would.’ Mo Guan Shan agreed.

‘Has he been with you the whole time?’ Janie asked.

Mo Guan Shan thought about that for a moment.

‘With the exception of a few hours here and there, yeah.’

Her expression was difficult to read.

‘Are you an asshole?’ She asked seriously.

‘Not… to my knowledge. Why?’

‘Because I don’t know how to give the if-you-hurt-him speech.’

Mo Guan Shan smiled.

‘Consider it given.’

They regarded each other in silence.

She turned away to take a few more orders.

He finished his drink.

She brought him a beer.

‘What happened to Jian Yi?’ He asked.

She nodded to his right.

Jian Yi was leaning against the wall a few feet away from the door.

Zhengxi propped himself up with a hand next to Jian Yi’s head.

The pose would normally be construed as intimate, but Zhengxi’s uniform made it look vaguely threatening.

People were watching them uncomfortably.

Honestly, it was hilarious.

Mo Guan Shan pulled his phone from his pocket, typing out a quick text.

Seconds later, Jian Yi pulled his from his pocket and began to laugh, holding the phone for Zhengxi to see.

They both looked to Mo Guan Shan.

Zhengxi took Jian Yi in his arms, kissing him passionately.

The audience they’d gathered applauded.

Jian Yi bowed.

Zhengxi laughed, embarrassed but ever indulgent.

‘Are you going to be working here?’ Janie asked suddenly.

‘I think so, yeah.’

‘What are you going to be doing?’

‘I’m not sure.’

‘Come be a bartender!’ She suggested excitedly.

‘I tried that once. It did not go well.’

‘Well that’s because you weren’t trained by me.’

He hesitated.

‘I actually have no idea what he has planned for me.’

‘If you have a choice, promise you’ll come bartend with me.’

‘Why would you even want me to?’ He asked, honestly baffled.

‘Oh, let’s see…’ she began sarcastically.

‘So far, you seem have a great attitude, fantastic sense of humor, and you’re absolutely gorgeous…’

‘All good points.’ Came a voice from behind him.

‘He Tian! Please tell me he’s going to be a bartender! Look at all the trouble he’s already caused. He’s perfect!’

He Tian laughed.

‘While his penchant to start trouble becomes him, I have a few positions he can choose from-’

‘And one of them is bartender?!’ She demanded.

‘Yes, Jane. One of them is bartender. Get back to work.’

She saluted him, turning back to her customers.

He Tian led him to a small office in the back of the bar.

He Tian sat behind the desk.

Mo Guan Shan sat in one of the uncomfortable chairs across from him.

He Tian sorted through one of the many stacks of paper.

‘I am just now remembering that I don’t have your resume or any paperwork for you and this is completely pointless.’

‘Oh…I can pull my resume up online if you want, but none of my past jobs are remotely related.’

‘We can pretend you did that.’

‘I can give you some references…’

‘We can pretend you did that also.’

Mo Guan Shan nodded.

‘That works for me.’

‘Alright, what I need is…I don’t want to call it… I haven’t been actively trying to hire anyone because…’

‘Dude.’

‘I need an assistant. Not like someone to bring me coffee, just someone that can talk to my employees without making them cry. Try as I might, that is not my strong suit and everyone that works here is either an asshole or crazy.’

‘Why me?’

‘Well, everyone I’ve introduced you to seems to adore you right off the bat and, so far, you’re only outwardly cruel to me.’

‘You’re not going to say I’m not crazy.’

‘No. I’m pretty sure you’re out of your mind.’

‘That’s fair. So what does the position entail?’

‘Mostly just helping me keep track of paperwork and bills, reminding me to do things I promised to do, talking to people for me. Stuff like that. Technically it’s filed under ‘manager’ so you’d be getting a manager’s pay as well as benefits after a month.’

‘I’ll take it.’ Mo Guan Shan told him with a small smile.

‘Really? You don’t want to think about it first?’

‘Nope, I’m in.’

He Tian could stop his smile as he passed Mo Guan Shan some papers to sign.

‘When do I start?’

‘It’s a salaried position, so technically…’

He took the papers from Mo Guan Shan and finished up his own signatures.

‘…right now.’

Mo Guan Shan stood and walked behind the desk.

He Tian was expecting a hug or a handshake or some other of gesture of gratitude.

Instead, he stopped directly in front of him.

He Tian sat back in his chair, wishing he’d bought one with wheels so he could more easily put some distance between them.

Mo Guan Shan leaned back against the desk.

‘So, this is the part where I do you some kind of sexual favor, right?’ He asked as casually as one would ask about the weather.

He Tian closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again.

‘Unfortunately, no.’

Mo Guan Shan smiled, stretching his arms above his head

‘Too bad, maybe next time.’

He Tian looked down at the strip of exposed shit between his jeans and shirt, catching a glimpse of silver where his pants had started to slip.

Oh fuck.

‘I thought you said you weren’t going to wear those.’

Mo Guan Shan lowered his arms, looking down at He Tian and following his gaze.

He lifted the front of his shirt again, slowly unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them to expose enough of the garment to confirm He Tian’s suspicions.

‘These?’ he asked innocently.

‘Yes. Those.’

He Tian’s voice was strained and rough.

He knew he should look away.

He should stand up and walk out of the office…

‘No, I said I wouldn’t wear the sequined ones. These are just silver.’

He Tian was at a complete, desperate, loss as Mo Guan Shan toyed with the waistband of his thong.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

He Tian moved forward in the chair, spreading his legs to get as close to Mo Guan Shan as possible.

He put one hand on his thigh, using the other to pull the front of the ridiculous underwear and placed several wet, open-mouthed, kisses from the hollow of his hip to the crease of his thigh, shivering at the sensation of smooth skin under his tongue.

He shaved.

Of-fucking-course he did.

‘Oh my God.’ Mo Guan Shan whispered, running his fingers through his dark, silky hair.’

He Tian froze, pulling back suddenly.

Mo Guan Shan was beautifully flushed and practically panting.

‘Why are you doing this to me?’ He Tian asked with a groan.

Mo Guan Shan adjusted himself, fixed his jeans, and leaned forward, bracing himself on the back of He Tian’s chair and whispered in his ear.

Among the Hollow Masterpost

Someone pointed out that I should make one of these for Among the Hollow, so here we are. I will update this post as more content is created. Please also note that character concept designs and worldbuilding have changed over time, which will be reflected the further back you venture.

UPDATE: I am currently in the process of writing the novel so art will be slow


character concept sketches and outfits -[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6] [part 7] [part 8] [part 9] [part 10] [part 11] [part 12] [part 13] [part 14] [part 15] [part 16] [part 17] [part 18] [part 19] [part 20] [part 21] [part 22 NSFW] [part 23] [part 24] [part 25] [part 26] [part 27] [part 28]

character voice sounds - [x]

plot comics - [introduction] [the opium den part 1] [children] [names and souls] [coitus interruptus NSFW] [the Death of Emperor Cyrus] [Sevila vs Guards]

sketchdumps - [part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6]

history and worldbuilding - [comic guide to the magic system] [character backgrounds] [on the nature of souls] [necromancy part 1] [necromancy part 2] [necromancy part 3] [the reign of Empress Iustina] [General Theodoros’ Coup] [on the nature of gods] [Imperial Structure] [Empire and Kinship] [Zoe and Theodoros] [The Northern Threat] [map of Aurel and Sevila’s journey]

silly sketches / character interactions / memes - [part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6] [part 7] [part 8] [part 9] [part 10] [part 11] [part 12] [part 13] [part 14]

Sherlock Holmes and Victorian Homosexuality

[This is the final post in my series on Strangers: Homosexual Love in the Nineteenth Century by Graham Robb. Previous posts can be found here.]

Dearest friends. Dear sweet ones. Dear softest lambs. Prepare yourselves.

Originally posted by sherlockspeare

Robb’s last chapter is on literature and literary references to homosexuality.

And he chooses to talk – at length – about Sherlock Holmes and John Watson.

He writes:

The following observations are not a sly attempt to ensnare the great detective in the elastic web of gay revisionism. Everyone already knows, instinctively, that Holmes is homosexual.

Well then.

If there is one post you read from this series, it should be this one.

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Victorian Era Masterpost

B O O K S

  • Flanders, Judith - The Victorian City
  • Hughes, Kristina - Everyday Life in Regency and Victorian England
  • Jackson, Lee - Daily Life in Victorian London
  • Mayhew, Henry et al - The London Underworld in the Victorian Period
  • Mitchell, Sally - Daily Life In Victorian England
  • Pool, Daniel - What Jane Austin Ate and Charles Dickens Knew
  • Stevens, Mark - Life in the Victorian Assylum

E V E R Y D A Y   L I F E

  • Popular Names in the Victorian Era
  • Cassel’s Household Guide (1869) - basically an instruction manual from 1869 telling you how to do everything from making tea to picking a job.
  • Mrs. Beeton’s Book of Household Management: A Guide to Cookery In All Branches (1907) -  Lots of period recipes, plus information for the Mistress, Housekeeper, Cook, Kitchen-maid, Butler, Footman, Coachman, Valet, Upper and under house-maids, Lady’s-maid, Maid-of-all-work, Laundry-maid, Nurse and nurse-maid, Monthly, wet, and sick nurses, etc.
  • The Victorian Era-Society
  • Appendix D: English Society in the 1840s
  • Class Structure of Victorian England
  • Victorian England Social Hierarchy
  • Social Restrictions in the Victorian Era
  • (Excerpts From) Promises Broken: Courtship, Class, and Gender in Victorian England (Regarding Broken Engagements and Premarital Sex)
  • Five Filthy Things About Victorian England
  • 1841: A window on Victorian Britain
  • The Demography of Victorian England and Wales
  • What was life like for children in Victorian London?
  • Historical Essays: The Victorian Child
  • The Life of Infants and Children in Victorian London
  • The Inequality Between Genders During the Victorian Era in England
  • Women as “the Sex” During the Victorian Era
  • Writers Dreamtools - Decades - 1840
  • Victorianisms – Adventures in Victorian Slang
  • 56 Delightful Victorian Slang Terms You Should Be Using
  • A Dictionary of modern slang, cant and vulgar words (1859)
  • Victorian slang - a guide to sexual Victorian terms
  • A Glossary of Provincial and Local Words Used in England: To which is Now First Incorporated the Supplement, by Samuel Pegge (1839)
  • Anecdotes of the English Language: Chiefly Regarding the Local Dialect of London and Its Environs (1844)
  • British Slang - Lower Class and Underworld
  • Lee Jackson - Dictionary of Victorian London 
  • Domestic Violence in Victorian England
  • The Victorian wife-beating epidemic
  • How to Survive and Thrive in the Victorian Era
  • 19th-century Radiators and Heating Systems
  • The Picture of Dorian Gray; a mirror of the Victorian Era, era of Hypocrisy
  • The Victorian Supernatural
  • Politics of Victorian England
  • Dualism & Dualities - The Victorian Age
  • Black Victorians: History we’ve been taught claims we’ve only ever been slaves
  • Video: Mini-lecture - London’s Black history
  • Flowers - Victorian Bazaar (The Language Of Flowers)
  • Victorian Funeral Customs and Superstitions
  • Racism and Anti-Irish Prejudice in Victorian England

M E D I C I N E  &  I L L N E S S 

  • Victorian Health
  • Medical Developments In Britain During The Nineteenth Century
  • Hospitals
  • The Entire Case Records from a Victorian Asylum Are Now Online
  • Victorian psychiatric patients’ grim fate in hellish 1800s hospitals
  • Locating Convalescence in Victorian England
  • Sanitation and Disease in Rich and Poor
  • 19th Century Diseases
  • Death & Childhood in Victorian England
  • Health and hygiene in the 19th century
  • Disease in the Victorian city: extended version
  • Musing on Illness in the Victorian Era
  • Female hysteria / Vapours
  • Sent to the asylum: The Victorian women locked up because they were suffering from stress, post natal depression and anxiety
  • The History of Women’s Mental Illness
  • Anorexia: It’s Not A New Disease
  • Rebel Girls: How Victorian Girls Used Anorexia to Conform and Revolt
  • Warburg’s tincture
  • Apothecaries and Medicine in the Victorian Era
  • The Creepy Factor in Victorian Medicine
  • Medical Advancements: Victorian Era Prosthetics
  • The Victorian Anti-Vaccination Movement
  • food poisoning in the Victorian era
  • Typhus (Gaol Fever)

L A W ,  G O V E R N M E N T  &  C R I M E

  • Crime in Victorian England
  • The 222 Victorian crimes that would get a man hanged
  • Juvenile crime in the 19th century
  • Victorian women criminals’ records show harsh justice of 19th century
  • Organised Crime in “The Mysteries of London” (1844)
  • Dickens and the ‘Criminal Class’
  • Victorian prisons and punishments
  • Victorian Prison Conditions
  • The Development of a Police Force
  • Life in Nineteenth-Century Prisons as a Context for Great Expectations
  • Gaols
  • Sentences and Punishments
  • Courtroom Experience in Victorian England at the time of Great Expectations
  • Courts of Justice - Victorian Crime and Punishment
  • Victorian Criminal Laws: Barbarism and Progress
  • Child prisoners in Victorian times and the heroes of change
  • Victorian Legislation: a Timeline
  • Women and the Law in Victorian England
  • The Corn Laws
  • The Corn Laws in Victorian England
  • The Anti-Corn-Law League
  • The Corn Laws and their Repeal 1815-1846
  • The Poor Laws During the Victorian Era
  • Private Property and Abuse of Rights in Victorian England
  • Bastardy and Baby Farming in Victorian England
  • Baby Farmers and Angelmakers: Childcare in 19th Century

C L I M A T E ,  W E A T H E R   &   E N V I R O N M E N T

  • The Climate of London (Luke Howard, 1810-1820 - PDF)
  • The Illustrated London Almanack 1847
  • Victorian London - Weather - Fog

F A S H I O N

  • Victorian Fashion Terms A-M
  • Victorian Fashion Terms N-Z
  • Early Victorian Undergarments; an introduction, and about silk
  • Early Victorian Undergarments; Part 1
  • Early Victorian Undergarments; Part 2
  • Early Victorian Undergarments; Part 3
  • 1830s-1840s Underpinnings
  • A Look at an Original 1840s Corded Petticoat
  • Lingerie Guide : Crinoline - Petticoat
  • 1840s Stays
  • Exploring the Myths of Corsets I
  • Exploring the Myths of Corsets II
  • How to Dress a Victorian Lady
  • Pre-Hoop Era 1840-1855
  • 1840s Fashion (Pinterest Board)
  • 1840-1848 - Early Victorian (Pinterest Board)
  • 1840’s fashion (Pinterest Board)
  • 1840’s fashion: men (Pinterest Board)
  • 1840s Fashion (Pinterest Board)
  • 1840s Fashion (Nineteenth Century) (Pinterest Board)
  • 1840’s fashion (Pinterest Board)
  • Mourning Dress During the Early Victorian Era
  • Victoriana Magazine’s Victorian Fashion
  • Early Victorian Women’s Hats; Part 1, concerning bonnets
  • Early Victorian Women’s Hats; Part 2, for sun & riding
  • Early Victorian Women’s Hats; Part 3, wear whatever you like
  • Empire of Shadows - Clothing (Includes very basic information about upper & lower class fashion, military uniforms & undergarments)
  • Women’s Costume - Dickens Fair
  • Victorian Prudes and their Bizarre Beachside Bathing
  • Victorian Feminine Ideal; about the perfect silhouette, hygiene, grooming, & body sculpting
  • Fatal Victorian Fashion and the Allure of the Poison Garment
  • 1840’s Men’s Fashion
  • Gentlemen |  Early & Mid Victorian Era: A Universal Uniform

T R A N S P O R T A T I O N

  • Public transport in Victorian London: Part One: Overground
  • Victorian Public Transport: The Omnibus
  • Omnibus
  • THE HANSOM CAB - A Visitor’s Guide to Victorian England
  • “Growler” and the Handsome Hansom
  • Regency Travel (Earlier than the Victorian era, but still relevant for the earlier years)
  • A Regency Era Carriage Primer
  • The Victorian Thames - River Thames Society [PDF]
  • Nineteenth-Century Ships, Boats, and Naval Architecture (dozens of links to relevant articles)
  • Early Victorian Rail Travel
  • Catching a Train in the Early 1840s
  • HORSES: Matching a Team — Color is Only the Beginning

M O N E Y   A N D   F I N A N C E S

  • British Currency During The Victorian Era
  • Victorian Economics: An Overview
  • Wages, the Cost of Living, Contemporary Equivalents to Victorian Money
  • Victorian Economics: a Sitemap
  • The Cost of Living in 1888
  • Pride and Prejudice Economics: Or Why a Single Man with a Fortune of £4,000 Per Year is a Desirable Husband
  • The Price of Bread: Poverty, Purchasing Power, and The Victorian Laborer’s Standard of Living
  • How a weekly grocery shop would have cost £1,254 in 1862
  • Costs of dying in Victorian and Edwardian England
  • 18th Century Wages (Earlier than the Victorian era, but good reference)
  • Cost of Items 18th Century  (Also earlier than the Victorian era, but good reference)

F O O D  (A N D   L A C K   T H E R E OF)

  • Victorian Dining
  • The Victorian Pantry, Authentic Vintage Recipies
  • Victorian cooking: upperclass dinner
  • For Rich or Poor: Creepy Victorian Food
  • Victorian History: A Fast Food Generation
  • 10 Weird Foods Sold By Victorian Street Vendors
  • Victorian Food For The Rich & Poor Children
  • Dictionary of Victorian London - Food
  • The Lost World of the London Coffeehouse
  • Victorian England: a nation of coffee drinkers
  • London Life: Victorian Coffee Sellers
  • Victorian street food imagined
  • What the Poor Ate
  • Adulteration and Contamination of Food in Victorian England
  • Workhouse Food
  • An Overview of food in 19th Century Gaols
  • Food and Famine in Victorian Literature
  • Milk teeth of Irish famine’s youngest victims reveal secrets of malnutrition

D R U G S   &   D R I N K

  • The Temperance Movement and Class Struggle in Victorian England
  • Gin Palaces - The Victorian Dictionary
  • Alcohol and Alcoholism in Victorian England
  • Drugs in Victorian Britain
  • Cannabis Britannica: The rise and demise of a Victorian wonder-drug
  • Laudanum Use in the 19th Century
  • Victorian Women on Drugs, Part 1: Queen Victoria
  • Victorian Women on Drugs, Part 2: Female Writers
  • Substance Abuse in the Victorian Era
  • Opium Dens and Opium Usage in Victorian England
  • Chinese Opium Trade; as it was in the mid 1800s
  • Poetry, Pain, and Opium in Victorian England

L E I S U R E   &   E N T E R T A I N M E N T

  • Victorian Entertainments: We Are Amused
  • Entertainment in Victorian London
  • Leisure, An Extensive study of the Victorian Era
  • Vauxhall Gardens | Jane Austen’s World
  • Theatre - Victorian Era 1837-1901
  • Almack’s Assembly Rooms
  • The Cannibal Club: Racism and Rabble-Rousing in Victorian England
  • Restaurants - The Victorian Dictionary
  • The Story of Music Hall
  • Sex, Drugs and Music Hall
  • Victorian and Edwardian Public Houses (List, links to relevant articles about each listed pub)
  • Victorian London Taverns, Inns and Public Houses
  • Gambling in Historic England
  • Gambling in London’s Most Ruinous Gentlemen’s Clubs
  • Victorian Sport: Playing by the Rules
  • Seven singular sports from the Victorian era
  • Penny Dreadfuls; the Victorian era adventures for the masses
  • Romantic Era Songs

H O L I D A Y S & C E L E B R A T I O N S

  • A Victorian New Year
  • Fortune Telling for the Victorian New Year
  • Hogmanay: New Year’s Eve, the Scottish Way
  • Victorian Valentine
  • Valentines Day - The Complete Victorian
  • Easter Traditions During the Victorian Era
  • halloween - The Complete Victorian
  • the traditions of halloween
  • Victorian Christmas - History of Christmas
  • Christmas in the Victorian Era

W E A P O N R Y  &  V I O L E N C E

  • The Victorian Gentleman’s Self-Defense Toolkit
  • Early Victorian attitudes towards violent crime
  • Victorian Violence: Repelling Ruffians (Part One)
  • Victorian Violence: Repelling Ruffians (Part Two)
  • Victorian Violence: Repelling Ruffians (Part Three)
  • Victorian Violence, Part Four ~ Elegant Brutality for Ladies and Gentlemen of Discernment
  • 10 Deadly Street Gangs Of The Victorian Era
  • Early Victorian Handguns; Part 1
  • Early Victorian Handguns; Part 2
  • Early Victorian Handguns; Part 3
  • Pistol Duelling during the Early Victorian Era
  • Cane Guns: Victorian Concealed Firearms of Gentlemen & Cads

M A N N E R S   &   E T T I Q U E T T E

  • Manners & Tone of Good Society (This is a Victorian book on manners, written by an unnamed ‘Member Of The Aristocracy,’ and is available in full to read and covers a ton of ground, everything from leaving cards and morning calls to introductions and titles, and etiquette for many different types of parties and events).
  • The Ladies’ Book of Etiquette, and Manual of Politeness: A Complete Hand Book for the Use of the Lady in Polite Society (1875)
  • Manners for the Victorian Gentleman
  • Victorian Dancing Etiquette
  • A Checklist of 19th Century Etiquette
  • Social Rituals During The Victorian Era
  • An Online Dating Guide to Courting in the Victorian Era
  • Calling Cards and the Etiquette of Paying Calls
  • Morning Calls and Formal Visits
  • A Time Traveller’s Guide to Victorian Era Tea Etiquette
  • Traveling Etiquette and Tips for Victorian Women
  • Equestrian Etiquette and Attire in the Victorian Era
  • Etiquette Faux Pas and Other Misconceptions About Afternoon Tea
  • Victorian Table Etiquette
  • Victorian London - Publications - Etiquette and Household Advice Manuals
  • Etiquette Rules for Dinner Parties from a Victorian Magazine
  • The Etiquette of Proper Introductions in Victorian Times
  • Forms Of Introductions And Salutations. Etiquette Of Introductions
  • Etiquette for the Victorian Child
  • Victorian and Edwardian Mourning Etiquette
  • Etiquette Of Carriage-Riding
  • Victorian Etiquette - Shopping

U P P E R C L A S S   &   N O B I L I T Y

  • Royalty, Nobility, Gentry, & Titles; A Matter of Victorian Ranks & Precedence
  • Order of Precedence in England and Wales
  • The Victorian Era - The Debutante Tradition
  • The Gentleman - The Victorian Web 
  • “Coming Out” During the Early Victorian Era; about debutantes
  • The London Season
  • The London Season - The History Box

T H E  M I D D L E C L A S S

  • The middle classes: etiquette and upward mobility
  • The Rise of the Victorian Middle Class
  • The Victorian Man and the Middle Class Household - Domesticity as an Ideal
  • Middle Class Life in the Late 19th Century
  • A Woman ’s World: How Afternoon Tea Defined and Hindered Victorian Middle Class Women
  • Working Women in the Victorian Middle-Class
  • The ASBO teens of Victorian Britain: How middle-class children terrorized parks by shouting at old ladies, chasing sheep and vandalizing trees
  • “A Dangerous Kind:” Domestic Violence and The Victorian Middle Class [PDF]
  • Eligible Bachelors: Suitors and Courtship in the Lower Middle Class

T H E   W O R K I N G C L A S S

  • The working classes and the poor
  • Poverty and the working classes (links to relevant articles)
  • Dirty Jobs of the Victorian Era …
  • The Working-Class Peace Movement in Victorian England
  • Victorian Child Labor and the Conditions They Worked In
  • History of Working Class Mothers in Victorian England
  • Income vs Expenditure in Working-Class Victorian England
  • What about the Workers? - 1830s - 1840s

T H E   S E R V A N T   C L A S S

  • Household management and Servants of the Victorian Era
  • Victorian Domestic Servant Hierarchy and Wages
  • Domestic Servants
  • Serving the house: The cost of Victorian domestic servants
  • Domestic Servants and their Duties
  • Precedence in the Servants Hall
  • The Servant’s Quarters in 19th Century Country Houses Like Downton Abbey
  • The REAL story of Britain’s servant class
  • Servants: A life below stairs
  • The Green Baize Door: Dividing Line Between Servant and Master
  • The Victorian Domestic Servant by Trevor May: A Review

T H E   U N D E R C L A S S  (T H E  P O O R) 

  • The Underclass (or the Submerged Class)
  • Poverty in Victorian England: Charles Dickens’ Oliver Twist
  • Down and Out in Victorian London
  • Poverty and the Poor | Dickens & the Victorian City
  • The Victorian Poorhouse
  • Poorhouses
  • Victorian Workhouses
  • Entering and Leaving the Workhouse
  • The Poor Law
  • The Poor Law Amendment Act
  • The New Poor Law - Victorian Crime and Punishment
  • London’s Ragamuffins

I N T E R S E C T I O N A L I T Y (Of Class, Gender, Race, and Ability)

  • Class, Gender, and the Asylum
  • The Impact of Social Class Divisions on the Women of Victorian England
  • The Daily Life of Disabled People in Victorian England

W O R K &

  • Early and Mid-Victorian Attitudes towards Victorian Working-Class Prostitution, with a Special Focus on London
  • Prostitution and the Nineteenth Century: In Search of the 'Great Social Evil’
  • Attitudes toward sexuality and sexual identity
  • Victorian slang - a guide to sexual Victorian terms

O T H E R   M A S T E R P O S T S

  • Writing Research - Victorian Era by ghostflowerdreams
  • How to Roleplay in the Victorian Era by keir-reviews
  • Legit’s Historical Fashion Masterpost by legit-writing-tips
  • Susanna Ives - Many Research Links (covers Regency Era - Victorian Era)
Murder, Massacre and Mayhem.

Part 4 of: A Lesson In Whores And Baking

Originally posted by alwaysbeenwithyou

He slammed his fist against Charlie’s front door. It’s warped hinges screeched as it flew open, smashing into the wall with an audible crack. The front room had been tossed, chairs and tables lay broken on their side and the floor was littered with glass, plaster and Maryanne’s cheap china. He moved much more quietly now, the immediate panic had given way to common sense. He saw the deep gashes in the wood. He knew what they meant. He’d made those gashes before.

The only noise in the room came from his feet on the floor. Maryanne’s house always smelt funny. Charlie said it was from smoking opium, she said she couldn’t even smell it anymore. He hoped she wasn’t here, that she didn’t have to see her house destroyed.

He could kill Maryanne. Things like this always happened because of her. She’d do dealings with anyone, just for smack. Rumour had it she even fucked Billy Kimber for half a dime bag. He could’t understand how Charlie loved a woman who had destroyed her life. Ma or no the woman stole and lied and cheated. She fucked with the wrong people at the wrong time. And Charlie always paid for it, in one way or another.

“Charlie?”

John Shelby’s worried voice called into the devastated room. He could feel something bad as soon as he stepped into the place but the feeling became stronger and stronger the further in he stepped. It made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and his hand twitched and he longed for the safety of his piece.

He paused for a second in the middle of the room. He could leave, go back, get the boys. He could let Tommy and Arthur sort it. That was the smart thing to do, sensible. But John Shelby had never been one to weigh risks and he sure as fuck wasn’t going to start now.

He went to Charlie’s room first and he hated the way his hand shook as he grasped the doors brass knob. The door open gently and as soon as he stepped into the room he let out a sigh of relief. Of course her room had been destroyed too. The drawers from her simple brown dresser had been tipped out and left on the floor, her bedsheets had been torn off the bed and the mattress had a huge gash in it. Fuck, they’d even torn her stuffed bear apart. He shuffled through the stuff on her floor, only blushing slightly when he came to a pair of simple black knickers. A big black heap caught his eye and pulled it from the floor. It was a disheveled coat, well made from the feel of it but soft and slightly weathered. It was a mens coat and John came to the conclusion that it belonged one of the asshole that trashed everything. He didn’t know why he decided to grab it, he just did. My one of those fuckers mother had stitched their name into it or something. Anyway, he thought absentmindedly, he could give it to Tommy as a replacement. His brother had left his at a girls house.  

John came to Maryanne’s room next. The bad feeling in the air intensified and he stalled a little before finally approaching the door. It had been left ajar and John took that as sign enough to enter. He doubted Maryanne would be there, she was never there.

She was though and for once in his life he wished she was in some opium den in China town or out fucking some filthy prick in one of the backstreets of Small Heath.

The woman was almost unrecognisable. She was…there weren’t even words to describe. It was a massacre, brutal and unforgiving. There was no mercy in her death, just violence. He swallowed the bile that rose in his throat and looked away in some mix of respect and revulsion.

When he looked back he fixed his eyes on the sweet faced girl lying next to the mangled corpse. She was so still. Too fucking still. There was blood everywhere, a pool of the thick crimson liquid on the floor. Her eyes were closed and she had blood smeared all across her chest and hands. All he could think was please, please, please breath. He was frozen, the world was slow.

Please, please, please.

Charlie sucked in a shallow breath and he breathed with her. Something clicked inside him and he unfroze, he slid down beside her. Ignoring the blood that splashed up the legs of his pants. It would all be ok, as long as that blood wasn’t hers. He couldn’t see any outward sign of injury. He told himself what happened. That some guys came in knocked Charlie out, searched the house, killed her Ma. She saw none of it. She was ok, just got bumped in the head.

He wanted to shake her until she woke up. Just to assure himself that she was alive, that she was really there. It would fuck her up too much and she was the only thing in his life that wasn’t fucked up. Scooping her up in his arms he was shocked by how light she was.

Carrying her to the door of 6 Watery Lane was an interesting exercise. People gasped and whispered. He might be a Blinder, might be feared and respected but Charlie was loved. He wanted to scream at them, tell them that he’d never hurt her, not her but instead he kept his head bent over her fragile body in his arms.

He bashed one hand against the door holding Charlie to his chest with the other. “Pol” he yelled into the hard wood. “Open up.”

The door swung open and Polly stood on the threshold with a mad look in her eye.

It was only when she saw Charlie in his arms that she stepped back, her hand on her heart.

“Get her in the house John.” She said, quiet. Even Polly was quiet and that woman was always in control.

He moved passed her, into the house.

“Someone broke in, killed ‘er Ma an went through the house.” He said, as if that helped anything. Polly adjusted quickly because next thing he knew she was barking orders. He’d never been more grateful.

“Take her up stairs clean her up, then get Tommy and Arthur. I’ll clean er up.”

He left the jacket on the kitchen table before he carried Charlie up the stairs and placed her down on her bed. He smoothed her blood slicked hair off her forehead and placed a gentle kiss on her soft skin.

So basically Watson finds Holmes in an opium den and Holmes is like ‘I missed you bae, let’s go on adventures’ And Watson is like ‘well yeah I am all yours.’ Then Holmes reminds him ‘send a note to your wife.’ And Watson is ‘Oh yeah a note, to wife. Right.*fuck i forgot about wife again.that was close* BTW I AM SO SURPRISED TO FIND YOU HERE HOLMES’

anonymous asked:

this is a weird question, but do you think grantaire can be considered as bisexual in canon? since hugo seems to have intended writing enjolras as gay, and that it's like 90% canon that grantaire loves enjolras. (i mean, okay sheer admiration exists, but you don't die with someone you just admire)

Oh, god yes! Of course Grantaire can be argued as canonically bisexual. There’s lots of reasons for this, in fact - he’s canonically shown as interested in women (and in some texts he’s even described as a womanizer! Which always makes me giggle for some reason!) but also very clearly has romantic feelings towards Enjolras. 

The ‘sheer admiration’ thing could be argued, but as you said, it certainly is shown to go a little beyond that, and coupling it with thinly veiled allusions to famous Greek lovers and knowing Hugo’s knowledge of such things, it’s pretty clear that Grantaire’s feelings towards Enjolras go further than just respecting him. 

But on top of that, ignoring the subtext with Enjolras entirely, take what we know of Grantaire’s lifestyle! Whether we consider him an ‘artist’ or not (as it’s debatable given what he actually tells us about his artistic career) we do know for a fact he studied under a great artist (Under…lmao…), and he has a habit of drinking and gambling. He’s also very familiar with many places in Paris, which would imply he frequents all kinds of establishments - one can probably suggest that includes wineshops, opium dens, the illegal singing clubs and other…questionable locations. That and his general philosophy are all very Libertine sensibilities, and Libertine philosophy includes, you guessed it, sexual liberation. People in that sort of scene were FAR more likely to be at the very least sexually curious and open-minded to such things, so it’s certainly not a far-stretch at all to suppose Grantaire has probably had male lovers in his past. 

So yes, there is significant subtext to suggest that bisexual Grantaire could be considered canon quite easily.