end of the times !

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*    𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙸𝙰𝙽,    𝙻𝚄𝙲𝚁𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙰.

Who: Lucretia & Anyone When: The fourth day, late afternoon Where: the castle grounds

Lucretia was not yet accustomed to Kingsport in general or the royal family in particular, and dealing with the celebration on top of it all was quite stressful. She knew how to handle herself, of course; though her family had no titles, her mother had been careful to pass on the right sort of education, so that when Lu found herself in charge of a household, she would be prepared. And it would be even better if she could show to a noble family that she would be an asset. 

The fact that she was now married to the prince was still an odd one for Lu, although she couldn’t complain about it. But still, once the hubbub from the baking competition and other goings-on of the day had died down, Lu was quick to slip away for some quiet. She was on a bench, with her shoes kicked off and her toes wiggling in the grass, when she heard footsteps and looked up with a guilty start. A quick flounce of her dress covered the shoes up and she tried for an innocent smile. “It’s a lovely afternoon, isn’t it?”

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         family  was  family,  whether  born  a  darosian  or  declared  one  by  marriage,  it  was  all  the  same  to  madalena.  not  that  she  was  excited  to  have  anymore  sisters,  but  there  was  the  hope  that  maybe  lucretia  was  more  like  her  than  her  sisters  -  so  far,  it  wasn’t  panning  out  in  her  favor.  still,  lena  loved  her  family  and  that  included  lucretia  now.  the  woman  was  married  to  otavio  and  that  was  enough  to  extend  her  the  biggest  warm  welcome  possible.  while  madalena  has  met  many  people  and  has  the  benefit  of  finding  comfort  wherever  she  does,  it’s  hard  to  imagine  uprooting  everything  you  know  to  change  every  aspect  of  your  life.  the  princess  doesn’t  envy  the  new  royal,  but  feels  it’s  necessary  to  extend  an  olive  branch.

         “  i  saw that,  ”  madalena  calls,  arms  crossing  over  her  torso  with  a   pout.  she  shrugs,  looking  up  at  the  sky  for  a  moment,  then  back  to  lucretia.  “  it’s  fine,  i  suppose.  i’m  usually  the  type  for  big  events  but  i’m  so  tired.  ”  she  collapses  onto  the  bench  beside  her  sister  in  law,  crossing  any  potential  boundaries  were  there  in  the  first  place. “  are  you  enjoying  yourself ?  you  can  be  honest,  ”  as  if  to  assure  her,  madalena  kicks  off  her  shoes  inches  away  from  her  onto  the  grass.

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musingmemes​:

a historical / fantasy / period / medieval friendly character survey.

reblog and bold your muses preference.

roses / cherry blossoms / orchids / tulips

winter / summer / autumn / spring

thunderstorms / sunshine / snow 

indoors / outdoors

meat / fruit / sweets

extravagance / traditionalism / minimalism

god fearing / non god fearing

cats / dogs / horses / birds

sunrise / sunset

day time / night time

fire / earth / water / wind 

reading / writing

rising early / sleeping late 

wine / ale / neither

fur / silk / satin / lace 

rubies / pearls / sapphires 

horse back / walking / carriages 

love / power

having company / being alone 

lakes / rivers / oceans 

knife / sword / bow / poison 

gold / silver 

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*    𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙳,    𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴.

as a seamstress, there were few things in life that made her feel as proud as when someone complimented her work. it was evidence that the past seven years of making a name for herself hadn’t been for nothing, and that the move to amaranth had been worth it after all. seeing a princess in her designs, however, was a completely different feeling. eyes were constantly on them, and as long as they felt both beautiful and comfortable throughout the night, emeline would go to bed satisfied. judging by the gown itself, the brunette already knew who was behind the mask. even if the princess had been wearing a different design altogether, it would’ve been difficult to mistake her for anyone else. 

“you know it’s always my pleasure, your grace,” she answered with a kind smile. “if you ever require another dress, i’ll be a lot closer now.” the move back to aros was something she had planned for some time now, finally deciding to act on it after her life yearned for a change of pace. emeline laughed at madalena’s question, taking a sip of her wine before replying. “well, i wouldn’t necessarily call them boring, but i don’t believe anything compares to the celebrations thrown in kingsport. even this one is rather grand. i’d be happy to introduce you to some of the nobles, if you’d like? that is, if you haven’t already met.”

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         she  grins, confidence  coming  off  in  waves  as  madalena  stands  straight.  her  hands  are  entangled  behind  her  back,  eyeing  the  room  while  emeline  speaks,  yet  still  listening.  it’s  easy  for  her  to  lose  focus  on  the  conversation  when  so  much  is  happening  around  them.  “  you  don’t  have to  call  me  that,  ”  she’s  quick  to  interject  at  the  reference  to  her  title.  “  in  fact,  i’d  prefer  against  it  ...  in  my  company  at  least,  ”  perhaps  she’s  misread  their  mutual  agreement  as  friendship,  but  she  doesn’t  mind.  whenever  she  can  convince  others  to  call  her  by  her  actual  name,  instead  of  a  title  she’s  never  felt  comfortable  with,  it’s  a  success  in  her  book.  friends  are  equal  to  each  other,  are  they  not  ?

         “  we  haven’t,  ”  lena  admits,  taking  a  swig  of  her  wine.  she’s  never  been  to  amaranth,  never  having  traveled  farther  than  fairisle.  there’s  no  point  in  meeting  with  other  royals  as  a  bargaining  piece,  she’s  the  fourth  heir  and  the  second  of  three  princesses.  she  has  no  desire  to  sit  on  a  throne  and  has  leniency  with  the  outlook  of  her  future.  her  sisters  will  make  good  wives  as  they’ve  always  been  excellent  royals  ...  but  madalena  is  the  odd  one  out,  as  she  likes.  “  but  i  wouldn’t  say  no  if  you’d  wish  to  do  so,  if  you  think  they’re  worth  meeting,  ”

[buckykingofmemes]

‘are you decent?’  not morally, but im wearing pants, if thats what youre asking

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*    𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙳,    𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: seventh day of festivities .  𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: masquerade ball .  ( open to anyone . ) 

the number of balls she had attended throughout life were limited. after all, it wasn’t common for a seamstress to be amongst a list of nobles and royalty, her presence not having as much of an impact on others when compared to ladies of a higher status. still, having friends and frequent customers that were among that crowd meant that an invitation was sometimes extended to the brunette – tonight being one of those occasions. gathering the front of her skirt in one hand, emeline made her way up the steps of the grand mansion, brown eyes admiring the structure for a moment before entering the building. 

once inside, her hands reached for a glass of red wine near the entrance, kind eyes thanking the server behind the mask as her lips extended into a genuine smile. attending a ball by herself was never a first choice, but there were only so many options at play for someone like her. seeing a figure standing on its own to the side, she made her way over to them, unsure of who stood behind the mask, and took a sip of her wine. “quite the event, no?” 

          though  surely  one  for  a  good  time,  when  it  came  to  rather  formal  festivities,  madalena’s  interest  dwindled.  how  was  she  to  have  fun  if  she  could  barely  move  a  muscle  ?  of  course,  tonight’s  breathable  attire  is  credited  to  emeline  herself,  who  madalena  will  boast  about  to  others  throughout  the  evening.  a  golden  mask  covers  her  features,  though  anyone  who  can  tell  another’s  identity  through  their  eyes  will  be  given  away  immediately.  her  siblings  would  be  easy  to  find,  certain  companions,  frequent  visitors  ...  madalena  has  always  been  better  at  remembering  faces  than  names.  not  like  it  mattered,  as  giving  away  someone’s  identity  ruined  the  point  of  the  evening,  did  it  not  ?  she’d  play  along,  for  now.

          there’s  already  a  glass  of  wine  in  her  hand,  chest  heaving  from  a  dance  moments  before.  it’s  merely  an  attempt  to  catch  her  breath  and  have  a  sip  of  alcohol  to  make  the  evening  more  enjoyable,  but  lena  finds  herself  in  good  company.  even  if  she  hadn’t  already  spent  time  with  the  woman  earlier  in  the  day,  the  princess  would  certainly  have  known  it  was  her.  “  oh,  it  certainly  is,  ”  she  grins,  nodding  toward  emeline.  “  thank  you  for  the  dress,  em  ...  no  one  understands  my  specifications  better  than  you.  it’s  also  good  to  have  you  back,  i’m  looking  forward  to  hearing  about  your  time  in  amaranth.  tell  me,  do  those  snobs  know  how  to  party  ?  ”

[mikaeled]

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (2016)

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            ♛  𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓  ♛  —  MADALENA  DAROSIAN  the  PRINCESS  of  AROS.  tales  of  this  TWENTY-FOUR  year  old  CIS  WOMAN  tell  of  their  FORTHRIGHT  &  WHIMSICAL  nature,  but  beware,  for  they  are  also  PROFLIGATE  &  CAPRICIOUS.  the  gossips  whisper  they  use  SHE/HER  pronouns  and  look  strangely  like  MARINA  MOSCHEN.  but  i’ve  also  heard  they  bring  images  of  LIFTED  SKIRTS  AS  ONE  HOISTS  THEMSELVES  UP  ONTO  A  TABLE  TO  DANCE  THE  NIGHT  AWAY  ;  CONTAGIOUS  LAUGHTER  THAT  ECHOES  FOR  MILES  ;  STONES  SKIPPING  ACROSS  THE  WATER  BUT  ALWAYS  FALLING  SHORT  to  mind.  how  will  their  story  unfold  ?

hello  friends  !  my  name  is  elle  and  i  am  finally,  finally  introducing  you  to  my  chaotic  wild  child,  madalena  !  there’s  still  parts  of  her  i’m  figuring  out  but  here’s  what’s  solid  for  the  time  being  !

if  you  would  like  to  plot,  feel  free  to  msg  me  here  or  on  discord  (  quarter life crisis#8827  )  or  like  this  post  and  i’ll  find  you  on  discord  /  tumblr  !  i’m  not  the  Best  with  plotting  i’ll  admit,  but  i’m  fairly  decent  with  bouncing  off  of  intros  /  ideas,  so  never  be  afraid  to  throw  something  my  way  !

basics.

full  name  : madalena  darosian.

pronunciation  :  mad  -  uh  -  lay  -  nuh.

nickname  :  lena  is  what  most  of  her  family  /  close  companions  call  her.

title  :  princess  of  the  seven  kingdoms.

age  :  twenty  four.

gender  :  cis  woman.

pronouns  :  she  /  her.

orientation  :  bisexual.

birth  place  /  residence  :  aros,  specifically  kingsport  in  brightwater  keep.

religion  :  the  church  of  elyria  (  despite  not  being  religious  ).

allegiance  :  house  darosian,  mostly  herself  and  in  the  case  of  a  battle,  she  will  side  with  the  winner.  though  publicly  very  loyal  to  her  family,  her  allegiance  could  be  swayed.

virtues  :  forthright,  whimsical,  adroit,  vehement,  courageous.

vices  :  profligate,  capricious,  intransigent,  detached,  impulsive.

likes  :  alcohol,  having  fun,  singing,  loud  music.

dislikes  :  responsibility,  liars,  being  denied  desires.

alignment  :  chaotic  neutral.

mbti  :  estp.

appearance.

faceclaim  :  marina  moschen.

eye  color  :  brown.

hair  color  +  style  :  brunette  +  when  in  a  fight  or  training  her  hair  is  always  pulled  back  into  a  braid  /  braids  or  into  an  updo  out  of  her  face,  though  normally  her  wavy  hair  is  down  with  occasional  braids.

dominant  hand  :  left.

height  :  5′6"

build  :  slim.

distinguishable  features  :   long,  dark  hair.

family.

father  :  king  felipe  darosian.

mother  :  queen  constanza  darosian.

siblings,  in  eldest  order  :  otavio,  tba,  adeliza,  benicio  &  heloísa.

birth  order  :  fourth  born.

siblings  in  law  :  lucretia  darosian.

pets  :  has  a  brown  mare  named  alys  (  after  saint  alys,  was  not  named  by  her  ),  and  a  stray  dog  she  calls  champ  who  is  Not  her  pet  but  a  companion  on  occasion

previous  relationships  :  none,  open  for  plotting.

relationship  status  :  single,  open  for  plotting,  though  lena  is  not  usually  one  for  relationships.

biography.

the  fourth  child  and  second  daughter  born  to  the  king  and  queen  of  the  seven  kingdoms,  madalena  has  never  quite  carried  the  world  on  her  shoulders  as  her  elder  siblings  do.  it’s  a  good  thing,  too,  as  madalena  has  always  hated  the  idea  of  responsibilities  and  keeping  up  an  image  of  someone  she  isn’t.  as  a  child  she  was  rambunctious,  always  refusing  any  lessons  that  didn’t  have  to  do  with  excitement.  she  was  one  who  always  had  to  be  searched  for,  often  found  high  up  in  trees  or  running  around  the  docks  with  whoever  would  chase  her.

while  the  relationship  she  holds  with  her  parents  are  more  neutral  than  anything,  she’s  always  held  a  resentment  for  anyone  who  has  attempted  to  force  expectations  or  responsibilities  onto  her.  she  has  always  rejected  what  people  wish  to  see  of  her  and  instead  fights  against  it,  which  in  some  cases,  reverse  psychology  can  be  used  to  have  madalena  do  what  someone  wants.  only  after  she’s  maintained  her  own  ego  can  she  realize  she’s  fed  into  someone’s  hands  and  lashes  out  in  response.

while  there  are  moments  when  she  prefers  her  own  alone  time,  usually  over  boring  strangers,  she  much  prefers  to  be  in  a  social  setting,  a  goblet  of  wine  in  her  hand  while  laughing  along  to  stories  of  those  traveling  through  kingsport.  unless  people  already  know  who  she  is,  she  introduces  herself  by  her  nickname,  lena,  to  use  a  false  identity  in  an  attempt  to  blend  in.  sometimes  she  will  bask  in  the  spotlight,  but  mostly  just  wants  to  be  able  to  participate  in  drinking,  gambling  and  festivities  without  someone  calling  her  princess.  she  can  usually  be  found  in  the  local  taverns,  strolling  through  various  shops,  or  riding  up  north  with  companions  where  she  occasionally  hunts.  her  favorite  place  is  sitting  on  the  docks  of  the  harbor,  letting  her  feet  hang  off  into  the  water  as  she  watches  the  sun  go  down.  if  lena  is  in  a  mood,  you’ll  usually  find  her  on  the  docks,  calming  herself  in  watching  the  ships  set  sail.

she’s  always  wanting  for  more.  for  adventure,  for  stories,  for  excitement.  this  is  what  has  caused  her  interest  in  magic.  while  lena  is  not  one  for  reading,  she’s  gotten  her  hands  on  every  book  that  has  ever  mentioned  one  word  of  magic  that’s  been  within  her  reach.  she  wants  to  travel  to  erys,  to  meet  hallowers,  wood  witches,  the  entire  bunch.  the  towers  holds  her  greatest  interest.  madalena  has  no  access  to  magic  and  this  infuriates  her,  as  she  finds  herself  envious  of  anyone  who  does.  it’s  something  she  doesn’t  understand,  but  god,  she  wants  to  learn,  even  if  she’ll  never  be  able  to  use  it.

stubborn,  just  wants  to  mess  around  and  have  fun.  has  a  good  singing  voice  and  loves  to  play  instruments,  though  not  usually  in  the  company  of  others.  completely  entertained  by  things  she  doesn’t  understand  and  always  wants  to  know  more,  to  learn  more  about  the  world  around  her.  she’s  beginning  to  grow  tired  of  aros  and  plans  to  leave  within  time,  but  is  looking  for  “a  sign”,  if  you  will.  is  really  just  looking  for  something  bigger  to  live  for.  has  a  good  heart,  despite  being  neutral  toward  most  things  and  tending  to  push  good  things  away.  funny  enough,  would  fight  for  the  lower  class  and  people  who  aren’t  seen  as  noble  because  someone  deserves  to  fight  for  them,  as  madalena  is  in  their  company  most  often.  doesn’t  care  for  politics,  is  good  with  a  weapon  (  her  first  choice  is  a  bow,  with  her  excellent  hand  eye  coordination,  though  she  is  quite  skilled  with  a  sword  )  but  only  uses  it  if  pushed,  doesn’t  usually  seek  out  fights  unless  her  buttons  are  pushed...  though  once  they  are  ?  she  has  a  bit  of  a  temper.  smarter  than  people  give  her  credit  for  but  that’s  fine,  let  people  underestimate  her,  she  loves  to  show  them  up.

possible  plots.

companions  /  friends.  people  who  lena  genuinely  enjoy  being  around  with  the  feeling  being  mutual.  whether  they  met  once  and  have  been  pen  pals  for  years,  or  they  grew  up  together,  or  maybe  they  drink  together  every  couple  nights  ...  lena  is  a  social  butterfly  who  loves  to  have  fun  and  listen  to  a  good  story.

respectful  allies.  not  exactly  friends,  perhaps  they  have  clashing  personalities  and  tend  to  butt  heads,  but  there’s  a  mutual  respect.  this  could  be  another  person  of  nobility  or  perhaps  someone  who  hates  the  darosian  family  but  finds  madalena  tolerable.

rivals  /  enemies.  maybe  something  simple  to  where  madalena  played  this  person  with  gambling,  made  it  seem  like  she  didn’t  know  what  she  was  doing  but  ended  up  taking  their  entire  coin  purse  and  now  they’re  pissed.  or  perhaps  someone  who  has  managed  to  dig  underneath  lena’s  skin,  someone  who  thinks  they’re  better  or  doesn’t  think  lena  to  be  as  good  as  her  ego  thinks  she  is.  maybe  she  accidentally  broke  something  of  yours  while  drunk,  whatever  it  may  be,  these  two  do  not  like  each  other  !

one  night  stands  /  friends  with  benefits.  lena  isn’t  into  relationships  for  the  most  part,  but  she  does  love  to  have  a  bit  of  fun.  this  could  be  someone  she  slept  with  once,  someone  she  sleeps  with  frequently,  someone  lena  likes  to  be  with  a  lot  because  they  give  her  a  good  amount  of  attention.  she’d  never  admit  this,  but  she’s  affection  starved  and  she’s  always  craving  something  more.

the  big  bad  ex.  while  lena  has  never  really  accepted  good  things  in  her  life,  there  was  one  person  who  she  could  see  herself  actually  settling  down  with...  which,  now,  is  something  she  doesn’t  ever  see  happening.  whatever  caused  their  split,  they  broke  lena’s  heart  and  she  swore  she’d  run  them  through  with  a  blade  if  she  ever  saw  them  again.

i’m  really  down  for  anything,  let’s  plot  !

[stcrmybastard]