&&. is that ( danny griffin )?? no, it’s just ( george thomas evander stuart ). he is a ( prince ) of ( scotland ). he is ( 23 ) years old and his birthday is the ( 30 ) of ( may ) which makes him a ( gemini ). he is ( honest and loyal ) and ( carefree and insecure ) but, unfortunately, also ( immature and self-indulgent ). those traits just make him a ( gryffindor ) and in scientific terms an ( entp ). he is ( bisexual ) and the plaza’s ( elven king ). his theme song is ( crazy frog ) by ( axel f ). his interests include ( milfs and coke ). he practices ( atheism ) and is a supporter of ( scottish labour party ). his quirk is ( being a weirdo ) and favourite quote is ( they're taking the hobbits to isengard ) by ( legolas greenleaf ) because ( they really did take the hobbits to isengard ). last but not least he ( does ) believe in true love.
george was given more freedom than his sisters which he took as a lack of care. he developed a serious case of youngest child syndrome: attention-seeking, self-centred and spoiled. he’s a cliché tbh.
widely known as a troublemaker, but cheeky enough to remain likable. george is a nonconformist through and through -- he wants nothing to do with tradition and convention.
school was a place where he could explore those ideas and think independently - he loved it! esp bc whatever mess he got into, his fam would fix them for him anyway.
he likes to travel, party, meet new people. the further away from high society, the better
the news of effie’s betrothal sparked talks of shifting her responsibility onto him and it made him spiral
an unfortunate night in berlin resulted in the death of his best friend by overdose. george has no recollection of the night but in a state of panic he called a family member. as always, they sorted it out for him.
he retreated back to scotland and laid low for a while, refusing to join the program
when effie’s betrothal fell through, george decided he wasn’t going to sit back and watch, esp when his freedom’s at risk, so he moved to tokyo under the guise of finding a betrothed but he has goals of his own
" i personally can't imagine a better group of people to celebrate peace with. " he holds up a ✌️ sign as a photographer snaps a photo of them. " so, who's your favourite war criminal? "
he zooms in to crop biel out of the photo so it’s just him and barbie. “ that’s better, ” he jokes. “ if dani keeps this up, he’s next. ” @barbiebraganca
drink in hand, feet propped up on the table, george is waiting for the other boys to get ready. the sound of footsteps makes him look up. it’s sten. he looks back down at his phone and turns the music up until it is booming. @princesten
daisuke forced himself to hide the look of distaste. “who? is it that portuguese prince?” his tone made it sound like the man was responsible for war crimes. “they’re not dating.”
hands slip into the mitts as he finally takes the food out of the oven. “ why are you bothered? ”
the pang in the back of his head was enough to tell that: it doesn’t matter how the engagement ring got stuck on his pinky finger, he was probably never going to remember –– as much can be said for the entirety of last night. “this thing is stuck,” an abruptly pause, when his lips partly open and he stood still staring into what was laying on the floor of the other room. “is that a baby tiger? did you kidnap a baby tiger? is it my sister’s? tell me you didn’t bring those creatures with you” @alessandrxs @georgetstuart @princesten
“ DOES YOUR SISTER KEEP HER TIGERS AT THE FARM ? ” sten doesn’t look up from his phone, trying to piece together their evening from strings of text messages and photos he sent. it says a lot that he doesn’t blink at the mention of a tiger, only look up when he sees biel struggling out of the corner of his eye. “ did you get married last night ? ” he glances over at the other two—well, towards ale. “ did he get married last night ? ” @alessandrxs @georgetstuart
“ she keeps them in the house, ” he says through a yawn, stretching out so he can grab his phone which will hopefully be able to shed some light on the night that at this moment in time, remains to be a blur. one glance at his lock screen as him abruptly laughing. “ you’re kind of right. ” another yawn, which time breaks into a grin. he passes the phone to them. “ congratulations on your engagement ! ” he sprawls out on the bed, looking around the room with a frown. “ where’s george ? did we lose him ? ” ﹟ @georgetstuart.
george enters the room in his boxers, rubbing the side of his face. “ yep. we’re still alive. ” he flips his camera around to show the boys. “ no need for nda’s -- these cunts are boring. ” for peace and prosperity, a lazy wave is offered as he walks straight back out of the room to continue his facetime. @bielbraganca
“ not gonna lie, we might have to keep biel in check. i’m worried my jet won’t make it back to spain in one piece. ” he’s not entirely joking. will biel even be back in one piece ? ﹟ @georgetstuart.
“ you’re looking at this the wrong way. yeah, it’s biel’s birthday, but i’m single, you’re basically single, he’s definitely single and-- ” sten’s boring, “ so we gotta make the most of this. we can chuck biel on an economy flight back to spain if he’s too out of it. ”
“ mmh. ” effie gave a wordless acknowledgment at the question george likely hadn’t expected an answer to, “ but only one brother, ” she added with a faux sickly sweet sort of tone to her voice before the breathy, “ fortunately, ” followed. her eyes were cast downward at the younger stuart sibling and her lips pursed at his reaction. “ well now you’ve just gone and ruined it. at least pretend to be interested before i tell you. ”
“ i am soooooo interested, ” he says, clearly not interested, though he wishes she’d just hurry up so he can nap in peace. “ just bracing myself for what i’m sure is going to be life changing information. ”
She had come her to guilt Lola into taking it. Or giving it away herself to her much brother family and friends groups. But George’s tone annoyed her. Picked at whatever part of her was still healing over the distance Layla had put on her. Creeped between the patchwork of worry and other more nice emotions she had crafted to cover the primordial anger she had been hiding since that night in the hospital. A calmer Miray might have argued semantics, a braver one might have screamed. She let him walk past her without a second look. “So is my brother. He will appreciate the well wishes.”
“ what? ” he snaps with incredulity. why would he ever care about aslan? “ no well wishes from me, thanks. don’t go spreading lies. ”
“The Prince Regent -” Max snapped into the phone, but then caught himself, quickly reigning in that temper he’s had to check all his life. “The Prince Regent is not involved with this matter,” when he continued his voice was dangerously even, “Everything regarding this is to be brought directly to myself or the Duke of Zurich, is that understood?” He waited only until they’d confirmed and then hung up, likely saving himself from their harried apologies. The prince let out an irritated sigh and then pulled out a cigarette. Welcome to fucking Canada.
“ oh, you caught me. ” george groans as he drops his hands from the chain he was trying to put back onto his bike. its new! why was it falling apart already? he wipes his hands against his jeans and pulls out his phone. he presses the side button and says, “ siri, type into note: max hasn’t gotten over himself, still hasn’t said anything interesting. he’s consulting with a plastic surgeon to see if he can fix his face so freddie doesn’t cry every time he walks into the room. ” he looks over at max. “ was there anything else? ”
she opens the bag, taking out the vests. “ won’t this attract coyotes? ” or would it repel them? she doesn’t know. “ um, i was in the kitchen when you guys were talking? ” she was sitting right there! “ anyway… you brought gifts for the chickens, but not me? that’s kind of fucked up. ”
“ oh ... ” well, that’s embarrassing. hopefully he didn’t say anything too bad -- he still remembers what she’d said to him in tokyo. “ you don’t bring as much joy into my life as the chickens do. maybe if you were nicer to me, i’d have brought something back. but if you wanna tell me how much you missed me, and how it’s not the same without me, then i might be able to find something for you. ”
“i- i know her name. i just want to know what her family says about her.” he huffed and through an oven mitt at the boy’s face. “they’re ready.”
he reacts instinctively and throws the mitts back at daisuke but picks them up again because he’s hungry. “ are you writing her biography or? ” since daisuke is being weird, george has no choice but to have fun with it. “ well, i take it you know she’s dating someone? apparently he’s this weird bloke, the family don’t like him, but she wants to marry him so it’s a weird vibe. at least that’s what miray told me. ”
- ‘ YOUR SISTER’S threatening to disown you because of an arrangement ? ’ it was unbelievable, catherine seemed to have no sense of sympathy towards her brother and it seemed that even motherhood had not changed her family values. or lack of thereof. it was clear that power clouded her judgement. ‘ yes, of course i’ll help, that’s the least of your problems now. ’
“ mhm. yep. ” he’d lost his shit at catherine, which was embarrassing. and again, when he was begging his mum. then again, to his useless dad. there’s nothing left for him to say now, and he has no desire to really get into it, but he thinks barbie will understand regardless. “ thanks, ” he says quietly but earnestly. “ i just don’t really wanna be put in this position again. ” feeling a little awkward, he perks up with a grin, “ or you can officially adopt me and i won’t have to lift a finger. ”
She’s about to turn into the path to Lola’s house when she sees him. She had almost forgotten he lived here. “Oh - you’re back.” The baked goods where going to be for Lola and Sten. But she will be back at it this afternoon at the latest… George is as good of a new victim to her excessive backing as anyone else. “Here. I made some Baklava. Share with your sisters.” there were only so many ways she could drop off desserts for Effie when she was always so busy. @georgetstuart
his hands remain in the pockets of his joggers, eyes narrowing into a squint as he looks at the baklava sceptically. “ you came all the way here to tell me to give something to my sisters? ” he scoffs and cocks his head to the side, wondering if she can hear how stupid that sounds. “ you can give it to them. i’m busy. ” he begins to walk past her but stops himself mid-step. “ oh, and i’m good, by the way, thanks for asking. ”
“ is it about the tomatoes? i overheard you talking to lola in the kitchen. ” will he tell her the truth or will he go through with this lie…
“ nope, not about the tomatoes. ” he hands her the bag. suddenly less excited about the high vis vests for the chickens. araya always seems to know when he lies. “ why are you spying on us? creep. ”
