location: vâs restaurant & bar, malibu; may 2
featuring: @ofsincityâ
the bar in malibu was laid back enough for maverickâs taste while still not a complete dive. it was a far cry from the beaches of ibiza and though she wore a sundress and had her hair down in waves, that was where the similarities ended. bright pink lips curved upwards as she accepted a drink from the bartender and she turned down the man sitting next to her with a teasing grin.
âlearn anything interesting last week?â she asked, one brow lifting. âi canât remember at least two of the days.â
duncan had seen the inside of many a dive bar, and hadnât minded it. but he was happy in maverickâs equilibrium; his world of warm smiles and good intentions was malleable, and happy to change to fit whoever elseâs comfort without much â if any â discomfort from the reluctant dutchman himself.Â
âi donât think i learnt anything i didnât already know, no,â he said, watching her exchange with the person on their other side with a smile of mild amusement, âand my memoryâs about as patchy as yours, but which two days donât you remember? maybe weâve forgotten a different two days and then weâre doing great!â
Ivy always felt different when she arrived home in Amsterdam, like she was where she truly belonged. Of course, the throne taunted her, especially when she was inside the castleâs walls, but on the busy streets of Amsterdam, surrounded by security, Ivy felt relaxed⌠mostly. Work was finished for the day, assuming no crisis began, and Duncan was sat across from her. The streets were bustling, but Ivy wasnât concerned about being overheard. There was far too many guards to allow that to happen. âI always miss home when I havenât been here for a while,â Ivy admitted, speaking in their native tongue with ease.
Before she continued the conversation, Ivy glanced over to a small group of people riding bicycles. âI wish we had the freedom to do that sometimes,â she admitted, turning back to Duncan. Of course, being a princess didnât forbid her from riding a bike, but that kind of carelessness was impossible for Ivy. âIâve been seeing someone lately,â she added as an afterthought, catching her brother up on her life in scattered bits. Ivy was normally organized, but with Duncan, that defence dropped.
âmove to los angeles,â duncan jested. âyou get all the freedoms in the world there.â
of course, he knew she never would; everything about the castle, and this country that duncan saw as a prison ivy loved and coveted. the throne, the guards, the politics, all parts of the life she knew the ins and outs of how to lead, duncan de graaf was sure he would never be able to understand. not in a month of sundays. so, for once, the princess was more relaxed than her still king-to-be ( much to their mutual chagrin ) counterpart. she even spoke better dutch than him, his own beginning to be touched by something angeleno.Â
however, her latter statement caught bram and milaâs little prince off guard, his eyebrows raising slightly. not out of judgement â it never was, with duncan, six-foot-five gentle giant that he was â but out of sheer curiosity and, one could begin to see, happiness. it was his desire, of course, for her to be content, how and wherever she found it.
âyou have?â he asked, taking a sip of his coffee and watching her, eyes sparking with excitement, âdo i get details or do i have to guess?â
cc:Â @khxris and @spcakeasy who also sent one of these memes!
tea or coffee? : coffee. he was born on national coffee day. heâs dutch. it was meant to be. he takes his coffee black, nowadays, to contrast it from the time he was with phoebe when heâd drink lattes with sugar. when they met again and he had a latte for the first time in a while, it was... an experience.
what does their living space look like? itâs organised chaos. he knows where everything is, so it works, but to the inexperienced beholder itâs like walking into hell. he lives in an apartment in la, relishing in his freedom to have a smaller space away from amsterdam. or the hague. or anywhere where he has to be prince duncan.Â
random detail about them? he was the netherlandsâ champion air hockey player when he was thirteen.
what makes them feel better after a long day? coffee.
all the little things meme ( accepting asks ! ) â đŠ: favourite outfit
 you can prise comfortable knitwear from duncan de graafâs cold, dead body. he loves nothing more! thereâs some in his wardrobe he canât wear because phoebe bought it for him.Â
đ¤ - Do they like sleeping in or waking up early?
all the little things meme ( accepting asks ! )
duncanâs a late sleeper when he doesnât have anything to do â like filming his show â but an early riser when he does. he really loves his job, and he isnât going to slack off about helping people who so clearly need it. but when heâs done for a season or just doesnât have anything to do that day, all bets are off. man loves the comfort of his bed.
Get down to the nitty gritty. Â Send a symbol to learn about the muse!
đ - Favorite fruit
đ° - Do they eat healthy or do they like junk food?
â - Tea or Coffee? Â How do they take theirs?
đľ- Favorite song
đŞ - Have they ever killed someone?
đ´- Favorite meal
đŠ - Usual outfit
đ - What does their living space look like?
đż - Do they like hot or cold showers?
đ¨ - Sleeping position
đ - Have they ever broken the law?
đ - Are they athletic?
đ - Favorite type of flower
đš - Do they play any instruments?
đ¨ - Artistic ability
đĽ - Has they ever gotten seriously ill?
đ¤ - Do they like sleeping in or waking up early?
đ - The longest theyâve ever been awake
đ - Random detail about them
đ˘ - Something otherâs do that gets on their nerves
đŹ - Do they drink/do drugs?
đś - As a kid, what were they like?
đ - Do they have a sweet tooth?
đ - How old are they?
đ¤ - Can they sing?
đ - What makes them feel better after a long day?
đ - Parents
đ - Favorite snack
đ - What are they afraid of?
Reblog this if you want to involve your character in Honesty Day! For roughly twenty-four hours, all asks (either through anon or not!) will have to be answered honestly by your character. As a rule of thumb, all these asks will have no canonical repercussions and are just for fun; but muns can always make it canon should they wish to. If you do choose to involve your character, please remember to send an ask to everyone who reblogged this!
A coffee. That was all this was, Phoebe reminded herself, as she absentmindedly walked towards the park Duncan and Phoebe had agreed to meet at. She had two lattes in hand, one with sugar, like Duncan liked it, and the other plain. It was strange that Phoebe still remembered that, despite the fact that years had passed, but she firmly told herself not to be nostalgic. For Phoebe, that was impossible, she was always sensitive, emotionally involved, unlike some of the other Society members. But that was okay. Phoebe was totally in control, as she would be if this was the operating room.
Duncan was sitting on a park bench and at the sight of him, Phoebe smiled. For years after their divorce, she was angry at the circumstances that forced them to part. Sometimes, Phoebe still was, but these days, since Duncan had become an initiate in the Society, some of that rage had quelled. She mostly thought about how much she adored him instead, his kind heart, his motivation to leave that dumb throne behind⌠This was getting messy. Taking a deep breath, Phoebe mentally sang âEye of the Tigerâ to herself, as she always did before big surgeries. (The fact that a meeting with her ex-husband was comparative to brain surgery was⌠a little funny, she realized.) âHey,â Phoebe greeted, handing Duncan his coffee. âHow are you? Whatâs new? You look good,â she said, speaking a little too quickly. âReally good, actually.â
a coffee. this was just a coffee.Â
yes, she remembered how he liked it, down to the type of sugar heâd always had a taste for; these odd things that make you remember why you loved people, why you married them, and promised your life away. ( of course, it wasnât life, but they hadnât known that then. how could they have? )
duncan returned her â irresistible as ever â smile, and took the coffee, their fingers brushing in a static moment, confusion knitting his brows as he disentangled her racing words. âhey,â he began, âiâm doing well, not much is new, and you look really good yourself â how are you? whatâs new with you?âÂ
the issue with the crown prince of the netherlands was that he didnât have the thought of an operating room to steady himself, and most situations involved his desire to let go of the control he didnât want rather than regain it. he didnât really have the same capacity for anger that seemed to reside in the fitzalan-howards â both women were spit-fires if ever he knew them â or for the seriousness that was all phoebe, and had bypassed amber entirely.
( he realised that in the past few years, heâd seen more of amber. knew more of her than of his own ex-wife. perhaps he could do with singing âeye of the tigerâ, too. )
(  alexander skarsgard, male, he/him ) â a member of the de graaf  family seeks entry to the society ! duncan is a 39 year old prince who hails from the hague, netherlands,  who call them the farceur.  although their peers know them for being thoughtful and  passionate ,  their reputation for being  a humorist and avant-garde might hinder their relations with current society members. while the de graaf family is known for being the dutch royal family,  the societyâs hopeful hyperion is better remembered by houdini slipping free of his bonds, a crown untouched rested upon a throne, a one way ticket to the u.s. of a, battles of wits with big business, and the pale line where a wedding ring used to be.  initial reports say their goal of  finally convincing his parents to let his sister succeed him in the succession line would be their first priority after being inducted, although whoâs to say that wonât change ?
BASICS ;
name: prince duncan constantijn apollo matthias de graaf
gender and pronouns: cis male, he/him
age: thirty-nine (born 1 october, 1980 â palace of noordeinde, the hague, netherlands)
nicknames: duncan donuts, sometimes. or princeling.
zodiac sign: libra
orientations: bisexual / biromantic
nationality: dutch
religion: atheist (formerly catholic)
neuroses: none
HISTORY ;
hometown: the hague, netherlands
father: bram levi de graaf
mother: mila sophie de graaf
siblings: @ofivanaâ (younger sister)
educational background: global affairs at yale; he finished it because he wanted to stay in america. not because he was genuinely invested.
languages spoken: dutch, english, italian, german, french
occupational history: heâs currently a philanthropist and a showrunner / comedian who up until recently lived in basin city, washington state.
achievement: getting his show on the air!
THE SOCIETY ;
codename: hyperion
meaning: he was the titan of heavenly light, and is rarely mentioned during depictions of the titanomachy. heâs not here to join a side or to start fights, heâs here to support his sister ivy and his (ex-) wife, phoebe.
traditionalist or reformist: reformist
goals in the society: convince the de graafs to give the throne to ivy; help more people victimised by people as rich as the societyâs members; get his show a bigger platform; have a good time
opinion on the society: ivy thinks itâs important so thatâs good enough for duncan. he just wishes it would do more with its insane ability to help others.
PERSONALITY ;
mbti: esfp-a
enneagram: two, with a three wing
temperament: sanguine
hogwarts house: gryffindor
inspirations: michael carter from marvelâs agent carter, joe lycett / hugo boss, jake peralta from nbcâs brooklyn nine-nine, lee scoresby from his dark materials
tropes: tbd
YOUR MUSE AS ;
a piece of art: my bed by tracey emin
a song: the tales of lee scoresby by lorne balfe
a book: what we owe to each other by t.m. scanlon
a movie: eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
a tv show: the good place
a historical era: the sixties, probably.
a historical figure: edward viii
a colour: cornflower
an animal: a golden retriever. honestly.
YOUR MUSEâS DREAM ;
job: not being crown prince anymore. maybe a lawyer of some kind so he could really help people in a bind.Â
vacation: he would love to go to the gold coast.
day: the day they tell him theyâve given in and given the throne to ivy, plus a healthy helping of chips with mayonnaise and a flight back to america.Â
as a child: to be king. he realised it wasnât all what it was cracked up to be.
last night: inventing an even better type of coffee.
that they gave up on: being king.
that they have right now: another season of his show!
TL; DR
- duncan is the elder of two born to the royals of the netherlands and into a luxurious lifestyle, and as far as theyâre concerned whatever he does he was just born to be king.Â
- heâs tried everything. spent most of his time away from the netherlands and in the united states, barely passed his global relations degree at yale, started a show fucking over the capitalists for which his family stands, given copious money from the coffers for charity and started proceedings to get an american citizenship â but nothing has worked.Â
- he even tried defying the marriage match made for him by marrying the cousin ( @braniacphoebeâ ) of the infamous duchess of norfolk ( @duchessnorfolkâ ) but since she was still nobility-related they simply approved of the match.Â
- even when they divorced, for some complex reasons including an attempt to get the catholic de graafs to change the line, nothing seemed to manage it. they said they didnât like her anyway.Â
- his show is based on the british show joe lycettâs got your back! you should check it out if youâve got the time, itâs delightful. by being in the society he wants to further this, and give his sister â the closest thing in his life â her dream, that she deserves.Â
- until the show started airing he lived in basin city. now he lives in l.a. he doesnât like it as much.