Miguel

Proud Prince of the great Brazilian nation. É um prazer te conhecer.

[poisedmayhem]

HIS SAD EYES TOTALLY CRUSHED ME TODAY

[shaesthetical]

“No, I’m not cold.”

[miguelofbrazil]

Whatever. You have 10 secs to say your last words before I break your face.... You know why.

[miguelofbrazil]

Father’s day. [Missa]

[miguelofbrazil]

theprincess-la:

Larissa had not been herself these past few weeks. Sure she would walk outside, walk along the beach, sit with Pene and pet her…. But she wasn’t searching for shells or dancing or even just smiling, as one would normally see her. Having reached this particular date though, Larissa didn’t even bother to go on one of her somber walks. She so badly wanted to go to Miguel as she always did on this day, but just the thought of seeing him again caused her stomach to tighten and her eyes to well up. She misses him so much, but she kept replaying their last conversation-their argument-in her head, and thinking about it-how he had been right-she got a sick feeling in her stomach, and an anger mixing with sorrow through her body. So she stayed in her room, curled up on the couch with Pene watching movies.

Larissa shot up in her seat and turned her head to the door, surprised, when she heard a knock on her door. She had told the maids not to bother with cleaning her room, and that she wasn’t hungry. She just wanted to be alone. Well, alone with Penelope. She decided she’d just ignore it, and she had started to sink back into the couch, moving to pull Penelope up to her, when she noticed the small dog had hopped down, and was headed to the door. Larissa contemplated it for a moment-following Pene or not, like she wanted-before letting out a deep sigh and getting up from her spot on her couch. “Who is it huh,” she murmured low to the small dog in Portuguese, before opening the door, her eyes widening instantly and her breath catching in her throat when she saw who it was. It wasn’t long though before her gaze fell though, pulling her bottom lip in, and her hands sliding in so she could nervously fiddle with her fingers. “Hi,” she spoke in a mousy tone, only chancing quick glances up through her lashes at her brother. 

Miguel almost breathed in relief when he saw his sister by the door. He had no idea why she seemed so nervous and lost like him, but he imagined this had to do with the date they always loathed since they lost their father. “Lissa...”, he mumbled and before she could blink he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. “Please, don’t hate me. I missed you so much the past weeks”, he murmured near her ear, and placed his head upon her shoulder. Pene was jumping on his legs and he unwrapped from her sister for a moment. “Hey you”, he chuckled and scratched under her chin. “Have you looked after her, just like I told you?”, he had tears in his eyes, something rare, and only Lissa and Kalina had seen it before. “Hmm, may I come in?” he murmured quietly, his arm still wrapped around his sister’s waist as he pulled the dog into his other arm.

[miguelofbrazil]

ambition-of-a-vixen:

She knew that probably would hurt his feelings, but she needed to get it through his head. Simply telling him didn’t work, she needed him to understand. Kalina didn’t want to give up, she would rather die a slow and painful death than give him up, bit she needed him to stop or things would be terrible. She gazed at him as he took her drink, maybe she was too harsh on him, the hurt in his eyes was for her. Kal felt herself holding her breath seeing him open his mouth. She wanted to look away, but couldn’t. She couldn’t take her eyes off him. She was puzzled by his husky tone, she hoped it wouldn’t be simply him taking off her clothes as he kissed down her body. She took his hand, trailing behind him. She silently cursed herself, as knew would follow him to the end of the earth if it meant he would be hers and hers alone.

She stood in the entrance of his room, waiting to see what he wanted to do. He was in control. She tilted her head watching him go to the closet. Kalina sat on the bed, her head tilted up to look at her Brazilian Emperor. Hearing him say vows caused a soft smile. He still wanted to marry her. She shook her head hearing him call it crap. “Misha it’s not crap, it’s a huge bravado to show the world that Brazil is the great empire it is.” She said pulling him closer. Panic filled her eyes hearing him ask to read it to her. “No! Non! No, do not want to hear them till the day I become your wife. Please.” She found herself begging. “I broke up with Dimitri that way, please no.”

Miguel smiled sweetly at her, “No. You and I are going to show the world what’s the meaning of greatness, my Empress”, he caressed her cheek softly before getting on his knee. He frowned when he saw the panic in her eyes and held her hands firmly into his. “As much he hated the sound of the Russian’s name, he couldn’t just forbid her on speaking it, or thinking about him. After all, as much it disliked him, Dimitri was important to her, “To me, you’re already my wife, Kalina. I’m not Dimitri, and you shouldn’t compare our relationship with what you had with him” he said with a sigh before he pulled his notebook to the side and sat next to her on the bed. “I felt like shit during this week, you know. I couldn’t talk to you, or Lissa... Neither my best friend. I was kind of lost you know”, he sighed before he turned his grey hues back to her. “And I’ve wronged you. I slept with another”

The prince couldn’t hide the shame from his eyes, “And before you go and try to murder this girl or try something against me, let me tell you this. I’ve never felt so lost than after I did it”, he didn’t look away from her. Saying those words was as hard it could be, but if he really wanted a future with her, to grow a strong relationship he had to come clean. “I’ve done this in the past. Sometimes, because I didn’t have enough guts to break up with the girl, sometimes just by boredom. But this time, I didn’t even thought about it, I felt literally nothing because that girl wasn’t you. And when it was all done, I felt empty. I’ve never felt that way before, for nobody. You are the most amazing woman I’ve ever had Kalina. I don’t want to lose you, I don’t want to try and look in other women what I already have with you. I want to be a husband you can be proud of... I want to be faithful, and honest about everything. So I promise you this, I’ll never cheat on you, or do anything to stain our love. I want honesty to stand between us as long I shall breath, for you. I know I have no right to get your forgiviness, and I’m sure these gifts here won’t be enough to ease your anger... But I swear on my father’s name, that if you give me another chance to be better to you, you’ll see day after day of how serious I am, and of how much faithful I’ll be”, Miguel said sonely, his gaze intense on her. “Married or not. You’re mine, and I’m yours. Only yours from this day on”

[littlelottiestuart]

Is this a normal prank?

[miguelofbrazil]

littlelottiestuart:

I don’t think I have any enemies… I think. I’ve only met Sebastian once.

Maybe some girl jealous of you? Sebastian doesn’t care... He just likes to prank. I mean, that’s what I heard around.

[littlelottiestuart]

Is this a normal prank?

[miguelofbrazil]

littlelottiestuart:

[She took his jacket and put it on, holding it tightly around herself] Thanks. Do you know anyone who would do this?

[He turns around and looks back at her] It could be anyone. Like an enemy, or Sebastian, he and his twin sister are the biggest pranksters on this island.

[littlelottiestuart]

Is this a normal prank?

[miguelofbrazil]

littlelottiestuart:

By taking all of my clothes whilst I was showering? Not cool. 

At least they left the towel. I’m joking, this is a really bad taste prank. [takes of his jacket and offers it to her] C’mon, I’ll escort you back to your room. [He says before turning around]

[littlelottiestuart]

Is this a normal prank?

[miguelofbrazil]

littlelottiestuart:

Nope, someone surely fooled you.

[miguelofbrazil]

ariaofsanmarino:

She made out his body shape and slowly added on details to the figure. Jeans, brown hair, large eyebrows, brown eyes. They all added up to someone in her memory who stuck out all to well. Who knew a few smiles could go such a long way. Her worried look fell into a tired smile, “Miguel. Nice name.” She let herself breathe in his name. They had kissed once and to make it worse, it was a nice one. But was it fairytail? Wasn it what she wanted? Aria didn’t really know. She tried not to think on that moment too often. 

“And I’m Aria. Nice to learn the mysterious knights name at last though.” She relaxed a little more, adding energy into her smile. “Would you like to come in?” She studied his features a bit longer, they seemed stressed and tired. The island was starting to take its toll on everyone. “Or, if you would prefer, a walk?”

‘’Thanks’’ Miguel smiled lightly, glancing over the hallway once before turning his hues back to the girl. He laughed softly, ‘’I’m no knight. They don’t run away from the girl without knowing their name first’’, he winked. ‘’You have a nice name too’’, he said sincerely. He considered her suggestion for a moment. ‘’Being locked in a room with a beautiful girl like her never ended quite well for him. Then again he didn’t want to go out and bump into someone he knew. Aria was the perfect person he would like to be with. Just an acquaintance, nothing more.

‘’I would love to’’, he breathed lightly and closed the door behind them. ‘’Shakespeare, hm? You like his plays?’’, he sat on her bed and glanced down on the book’s cover.

[miguelofbrazil]

ariaofsanmarino:

“To be, or not to be–that is the question: Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them. To die, to sleep–No more– and on and on he goes about sadness and death and blah blah blah” She mumbled to herself, pacing around her room.

“Finally, Ophelia enters and OH, what a nobl-” She swung herself around only to find another figure in her doorway, abruptly stopping her soliloquy. “I’m so sorry! Was I being too loud?”

Miguel felt lost and alone for the first time ever on the island. He had no guts on go and find his sister. He knew that Kalina wouldn’t talk to him still, Adam... He wanted to kill him, and then bring him back to life to promise him a miserable life if he ever hurt his sister. And Jun? He hadn’t returned to any of his texts. He was on his way to the beach when he passed by a girl’s door.

She was familiar, but he couldn’t tell from. He walked back and stopped by the door frame. After a moment, he recognized her. She was the girl he had kissed during one of the many events on the island. A girl he never got her name. He smiled when she focused her gaze on him, ‘’No, I knew I’ve met you once, but I had no idea where. I’m Miguel, by the way’’, he finally introduced himself.

[miguelofbrazil]

ambition-of-a-vixen:

He doesn’t act like he does. Maybe he doesn’t. Treat me right like the past, the cold truth is he never has, I love him, but we have so many more downs than ups. We’re sinners of the deadliest kind, together we bring the world to its knees. He is the love of my life, but he finds ways to slowly kill me. My love is killing me softly. It’s not a simple forgive and forget, I was explicit and it makes me feel like, he doesn’t trust me. He doesn’t get that I may love another, but I’m in love with him. Unlike him, I’m loyal and faithful.

Her words killed a piece of him at that exactly moment. Killing her. That wasn’t his intention at all, but it seemed history was repeating all over again, and he started sabotaging his relantionship with her, just like in the past when his former relantionships got complicated or boring. Miguel took the glass of alcohol from her hand and drank it all in one gulp. He placed the glass on the bar counter and turned his gaze up to her. There was hurt in his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He looked around, and realized what was wrong. He definately didn’t want to have that conversation in a public room. ‘’Follow me’’, he said as he took her hand, not believing his ears at the sound of his husky voice.

He walked them to his room and closed the door behind them. Without saying a word, he went to his closet and grabbed a huge package and a notebook. He returned back to his room and placed the box on his bed. He then guided her to seat on the bed and stood in front of her. ‘’These are my vows. During these past few days I couldn’t reach to you, I started missing all the wedding crap and decided to write this’’, he chuckled. ‘’May I read them to you?’’ he locked his gaze with hers.

[miguelofbrazil]

Father’s day. [Missa]

Miguel knocked on the door and regretted it instantly. What was he supposed to tell her? Perhaps she wasn’t even in the room. His blood boiled when he thought of her being alone with Adam. But he had to accept it, if she wanted to be with him... Fine. He had to do this, for Kalina, for Larissa, and for himself. He didn’t have the proper behavior of a fiancé, not even a king’s. He had to take small steps in the path of the man he wanted to be, and the first one would be talk to his sister again. But even that was difficult enough. Too difficult. He turned away, ready to leave when he heard the door’s openning and he turned back, to face his sister. ‘’Oi’’

[ambition-of-a-vixen]

I may be, but he is my jerk and I need him. 

[miguelofbrazil]

And he needs you as well. Even though he doesn’t deserve you. Do you think if he comes up with a sweet apology, and if he tries to go back and treat you right just how he did in the past. Do you think you can forgive him for being a jerk to you?

[ambition-of-a-vixen]

Because, that seems to be my fiancé favorite thing to do, besides fucking me and fighting with people who I explicitly asked him not to. I go to keep up with him.

[miguelofbrazil]

Are you sure you want to step on his game? He seems like a jerk guy, and you are much better than him.

[ambition-of-a-vixen]

Why are you talking to me?

[miguelofbrazil]

Why are you drinking Kalina?

[sirveillancebyds]

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