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Our day is our loss. O show us History the operator, the Organiser. Time the refreshing river. ༒ RP blog for a modern reincarnation of Ferdinand II of Aragon. Not part of any fandom. Please read the basics before interaction to clear up any questions and avoid confusion.

[cxtolicismo-blog]

elcatolico → cxtolicismo

[liebestraeumer]

“Oh? And have you given up anything as important to you?”

He can’t believe how quickly the withdrawal symptoms set in–already he felt so weak, so ready to succumb to his sins once again. The things he did for God sometimes…

[cxtolicismo-blog]

“depends on what you mean by that word.”

he shrugs, methodical and unhurried as in his words, his movements, everything else. “it can't really be that ‘important’ if doing it serves no practical purpose.”

[tessalivesandbreathesbooks]

People talk about the pain of grief, but I don’t know what they mean. To me, grief is a devastating numbness, every sensation dulled.

Allegiant by Veronica Roth (via once-upon-a-time-10)

[basketballhoopshowerhead]

*recognizes that im feeling geniuine human emotion* ok, troubling

[thedoctorknits]

The Definitive Ranking Of The 11 Most Badass Queens In History

Who needs kings when queens are so badass? Here is a ranking of the fiercest females in history, and to watch Elizabeth Woodville (No. 9) in action tune into the premiere of The White Queen on Star...

As for her “position” as heiress to Castile? Bullshit. Her half-brother was an asshole who had no legitimate children. He did everything he fucking could to destroy her. She took the fucking throne, because no one was sure if his one daughter was actually his. Plus that girl was like five. After her brother the king died, Ysabel (spanish spelling) literally walked into the capital, held her own coronation, and was like “you bitches are going to listen to me.” And guess what? They did. She was the first relatively sane person in the direct line to the throne. It was her or civil war over a five year old child. 

As for “sponsoring Columbus” she didn’t actually give him any money directly. Remember, she had just spent 20 years (ish) kicking the Moors out of Southern Spain, cause if she didn’t no one else was going to stop the progression of the Ottomon Turks of the time, because Suleiman was basically dominating most of eastern Europe and was headed west. His conquest of Constantinople/Istabul was a big fucking deal at the time. She was broke as hell. So she just gave him official royal papers and then “subsidized” his trip with funds taken from the savings of an Abbey. 

Speaking of the Turks. She was literally THE ONLY european monarch who had the military ability, the foresight and wherewithal to deal with these fucking invaders. Remember she was a female monarch who had three daughters, and Suleiman’s invading armies had a huge ass tradition of enslaving/abusing women. King Charles (# something or other) of France decided that he absolutely had to assert his manly rights to Naples and like half of Italy and had his head up his ass, while wasting his massive ass army. England was, well, being England. Germany wasn’t Germany, it was Prussia and a bunch of other city-state type things. 

Meanwhile, the Borgias (one of whom was originally Spanish, Rodrigo I think it was) were busy fucking shit up with the Papacy, so she had to deal with that insanity too. 

Basically she paved the fucking way for Elizabeth I. 

Source: Downey, Kirstin. Isabella: The Warrior Queen. N.p.: n.p., n.d. Print.

http://www.amazon.com/Isabella-Warrior-Queen-Kirstin-Downey-ebook/dp/B00KEPJS22/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=8-1&qid=1426719326

[liebestraeumer]

He stares at the bottle, longingly clutching at its side. Not one drop, he tells himself, but he is oh, so close to drinking one.

“I should never have given this up for Lent…”

[cxtolicismo-blog]

    he’s just grinning a lot. mostly he just likes laughing at other people’s misfortune, but also because he himself, cynical man that he is, has long given up on the idea of torturing oneself in order to appease a deity that probably doesn’t even exist.

    “only an entire month to go.”

[dirtyxangel]

Sometimes home isn’t four walls, it’s two arms and a heartbeat

[cxtolicismo-blog]

    he’s been staring at her for a long time.

    which is, now that he thinks about it, a really fucking creepy thing to do—but ferrando hadn’t meant to be weird — he'd just been curious. she looks really, really beautiful, in a surreal way, like she’d be more at home in one of serrano’s paintings than sitting by herself in a train station.

    what are you doing? he thinks to himself as he stands up, adjusts his shirt, and smooths down his slacks. really, he doesn’t know the answer to that question himself. he just wants to talk to her. something about the woman seems familiar, somehow; perhaps they’ve met before. his feet carry him across the room and deposit him in front of the her seat. he clears his throat and now she’s looked up and — wow.

    ferrando resists a sudden temptation to touch her, just to see if she is real or not. instead, he opts for something less weird. “’scuse me. mind if i sit here?”

[underworldwrites-deactivated201]

oh god royal aus

“your country’s trying to take over/annex my country and you’re making it difficult to hate you because you’re so nice and attractive stop it” au

“we’ve been engaged to be married since we were three but this is the first time we’ve met and your portraits really don’t do you justice” au

“i’m a prince/ss and you’re a servant and we’re not supposed to hang out but we’re gonna fall in love anyways” au

“i’m a prince/ss and you’re my bodyguard and we’re so not supposed to bang but we kind of did anyways” au (bonus: limo sex is great sex)

princess diaries style “i grew up not knowing i was royal and suddenly my royal grandparent showed up out of nowhere and told me i was so now i guess i’m the heir to the throne and you’re my crush from my pre-royal days but i still have a crush on you” au

alternately, “i grew up not knowing i was royal and now i guess i’m heir to a throne and you’re the guy who’s supposed to be teaching me how to be royal bc i suck at it and oops we made out” au

“i’m a prince/ss from a small country nobody’s heard of and i’m in college pretending not to be royal and you’re another student who’s always calling me out on my bs” au

“my country’s going through some issues so i’m here in hiding and you’re a civilian who lives in the same apartment complex as me” au

[selaphicl-archive]

There’s a baseball bat, a couple of keys for scratching, the almighty can of red spray paint, and of course a couple of matches to get the job done. A year of her life was wasted on a good for nothing cheater, and she was going to show him what happens when you cheat on her. She breaks a few windows, smashes holes into the windshield, spray paints CHEATER on the side, and just before she can set the beautifully wrecked car ablaze, he pulls up. “Get any closer to me and I’ll do the same thing to you.”

[cxtolicismo-blog]

he just kind of stares at her. it was a perfect waste of a fine car, he thinks, but he can’t say he’s surprised. he isn’t even angry. maybe this is precisely the type of distant, callous attitude that make women want to do shit like destroy his vehicles. “sorry, looks like i walked in on you having a blast. although i’ve been told there are better ways to manage your anger than vandalizing somebody else’s property.”

[cxtolicismo-blog]

༓ indie roleplay blog for ferdinand ii of aragon don’t hate, appreciate ༓ loves multi-para rp.... pls u don’t understand i LOVE them ༓ always open for plotting!

VERSES. RULES & OOC. BIOGRAPHY. COMPASS.

[cxtolicismo-blog]

comes back from hiatus

a third of my rp partners have deactivated

cool

[everythingieverloved]

Reigning Monarchs of Castile & Aragon/ Spain from  1474 - 1598 with their actual signatures.

[natasha-rostov]

For daughter-of-castile

[drxconian-deactivated20150913]

Kissima tilted her head, tongue darting past scaly lips to taste the air more thoroughly.

"I am Draconian. But don’t you humans call my kind dragons?" she asked. Had she stumbled across some place were there wasn’t a word for her?

Or maybe the man was too intoxicated to recall it.

[cxtolicismo-blog]

draconian… dragon… “what. those don't exist,” he said dully. they were creatures that existed only in myths, legends, and possibly hell. they decorated the walls of museums and the pages of story books and that was where they would stay; his parents had been very quick to drill that into his head. so he knew this thing that had him trapped wasn't a dragon like it claimed.

but then, what was it?

[starsinxhereyes]

Ava raised an eyebrow. “Well, that all depends on whether or not I can trust you with them.” she said simply. 

[cxtolicismo-blog]

“really?” he feigned hurt. “do i not seem trustworthy enough?”

[viiviant-deactivated20150307]

"I’m not." She offered a smile, pleased he had picked up on the subtleties.

"I’m from Switzerland, technically. As of now I live in America.”

[cxtolicismo-blog]

“that makes sense; you didn't sound quite french. you've been here long?”