queens will reign

In Amsterdam the water is the mistress, and the land the vassal. 21+ Amsterdam

[codexandcompendium]

@einigkeit-recht @forntidafriheter @koningin @eisfrendin​ @signatus-iberia​

                                       @codexandcompendium​

                                    21+ historically based multimuse, loved by Bree.​

[alooha]

[scandireader]

The snow lasted for just a few but magical hours

[scandireader]

white candles, white snow, white skies

[evilscheme]

LOVE when men wear their shirts half buttoned. wanna rip that shit open like a slim jim packet

[rainie-is-seasonchange]

Amsterdam, Netherlands.

[sedraboc]

[koningin]

stillewijsheid​:

Bastian melts. Positively melts into his wife’s touch, a low sigh leaving him. She knew exactly how to get him to relax. “Okay, okay,” Bastian murmurs and he gets up from his chair with a low groan, arms wrapping around her as he scoops her up.

“Where would you like me to plop you, hm?”

Not expecting to be scooped off of her feet, Christiane’s arms immediately wrap around her Belgian’s neck, a laugh of surprise escaping her. “You sure know how to sweep a girl off of her feet, don’t you?” She just presses a kiss to his cheek, smiling sweetly.

“The couch, if you would. I require snuggles from my husband, and an evening of remodeling shows.”

[koningin]

danmarks-styrke​:

[He… shrugs??? Because good question. It never has stopped them but Mathias is sort of happy at home at the moment.]

[Mathias sips his water, blinking at Chrissie.]

…So you’re saying you need a tropical vacation?

Yes. Yes, I am. 

[ But, she knows well enough that important work keeps them here, and with the unpredictability of weather at the end of seasons, it could cause trouble ]

But, I suppose for now we’re going to watch the powder sugar beaches on the tv, instead. Speaking of beaches, how’s cold Hawaii doing?

[me3ro]

Amsterdam

[koningin]

die-haptstadt​:

“I invented the good time, babe.” One capital to another, Adalheid is more than happy to have some interaction on her level. They had status, baby. “Whatcha into these days, doll? Want to get shitfaced drunk or party at a few clubs? Hedonism reigns supreme tonight!”

“I’ll fight you for that title, sweetcheeks.” A wink followed that statement. Berlin and Amsterdam, what a pair of wild ones with hearts wide open who thrive on the interaction with humanity in often their rawest forms. It is what they were born of, after all. 

“Oh, you know one comes with the other.” She was already dressed for the occasion, just putting the finishing touches on a dark lip in the mirror. “You know the saying; When in Berlin, do as the Berliners do. I’ll let you be my guide for the night.”

[koningin]

lilli-of-the-mountain​:

“He is hardly as cold as you think him to be Christiane.” Lilli knows this for certain. “He is shy and…he is most comfortable hunched over a telescope or buried in books and research.” Besides, there is a heat to Mikael that has on multiple occasions threatened to set Lilli ablaze herself. 

“But we met each other how we all have met each other in the past, I’d imagine. Politics.” For some reason, Lilli hesitates to go into detail. Mikael has yet to talk about that time with her. Honestly, she is not even sure he remembers it. For now, she wants to keep it their little secret. Just for the two of them. “It was only last year that we rekindled our acquaintance at a world meeting.”

“Oh no, I mostly meant that he’s tall and skinny.” Or, at least that’s how she remembers him to be. Tall, skinny, and very blonde. Pale, even. Her smile only grows, though, as Lilli talks. It’s endearing, to say the least, as Christiane stirs the spoon in her cocoa. 

“Ah, yeah. One of the uglier parts of our existences, though I can't say such ugly times cannot breed something lovely.” She’s got firsthand experience with that;  Ned being an absolute bastard to her about Bastian and their early trysts amongst the tulips. “Meetings are fun. Did you know I met Bastian as his babysitter?”

[koningin]

danmarks-styrke​:

Butter king? 

[He blinks.]

Because it’s winter…? [Chrissie is bringing up really good points and Mathias scrunches his face up.]

Okay, and, when have we even let the weather tell us what to do? We can go south for the winter, just like the birds!

[ She just drinks more of her mimosa ]

It’s summer in Australia. Or, literally anywhere in the tropics. I need sun, and warmth. If i see another snowflake, I might throw a temper tantrum.

[koningin]

stillewijsheid​:

“Hey, you.” Bastian murmurs, face stuck into an excel sheet working out numbers about the allotted spending of certain GDP and the deflation of the euro. Blearily, he glances back at his wife, sighing as she rested against him. “It’s that late…?”

Her hand gently cups the underside of his chin, thumb stroking at his cheek as Christiane presses a chaste kiss to her husband’s cheek. “Mhm, it is. I went ahead and ordered dinner for the both of us. It should be here soon, if I can tear you away from your numbers for a little while.”

She knew his work was important, and as such tried her best to let him get on with it. But, he needed to eat, and she wanted to snuggle with him. Even if just for a little while.

[koningin]

bierkoning​:

He just…. Frowns, the entire his sister is wrapping his hand up. Koen makes a face as she towels off his wound, waiting to sit down and relax against her grip. “For me? What are you on. I don’t need that shit. I already cut myself! What are you on about?”  Sometimes even weed was too much to this fucking cunt.

“Are you done yet?”

“Yes, for you, you royal fucking idiot.” Her tone was sharp, pressing a bit too hard on the cut just to make a point. While it may seem that Christiane was angry, in reality it was well-hidden concern, and daresay care for her brother and the wellbeing of his limbs. 

“Shut up. Just shut the fuck up for two seconds.” Chris carefully lifted the towel away, pursing her lips at the welling of blood once she lifted pressure. “Here--” She wraps the towel tighter around his hand. “Put your hand above your head, it’ll slow the bleeding.”

[infected]

Amsterdam, the Netherlands, photo by looka_lee

[koningin]

@stillewijsheid didn't like for a starter but u got one anyway

"Baby," Christiane draped her arms around Bastian's shoulders as he sat in his office chair, pressing a kiss to his cheek before resting her head against his. "Come on, it's nearly eight. You can set the budget down for a few hours."