( && -- i have always been a storm )

–– ( * ░ &&. ––– God damn is her ( F A V O U R I T E ) word to shout into the void, as you ( p r a y) . And she’ll whisper ( F U C K ) into her tea as many times as it takes the sugar to settle at the bottom of her mug. She leaves the window open when she smokes on the fire escape and wears her damn muddy boots inside. She’s ( M E S S Y) and she’s (R O U G H) , covered in chipped paint and bullet holes. But she makes your shadows look like stars, and C H A O S was always your favourite colour, anyway. ❞

[andreaarps-blog]

“Que mierda? Enserio Sofia nos quiere volver locos, primero se convierte en amiga de los Ingleses y ahora te trae a ti. —— I’ve no fockin clue what you’ve just said… I do nae speak idiot.. forgive me m’lady.”

[phoebsrps-blog]

Ye dinnae? is that nae whit ye'r speaking richt noo?  

[andreaarps-blog]

“Primero que nada, que? If I nod along and say yes to whatever it is that you’ve asked or spoken about will that let me leave faster? —— Does my sister understand ye? Where is Sofia, I need a translator… tis irritating.”

[phoebsrps-blog]

Heh? -- Sure, that wull wirk. Aye, tae everything. As fur th' whereabouts o` yer lassie sister..i heard she fell o' th' ship hauf wey 'ere.. Whither ah kin or kin nae hae pushed her aff.. We'll ne'er ken. As fur irritation.. Hee haw, sur, is as uggin as yer voice.

[andreaarps-blog]

“I missed home, and decent tasting flan. —— VG said that I am to have as much as I want, I’m an international hero don’t ye know? A great political mind, right up there with the best of them. And por favor, no one call me your majesty ever again. I will throw a fork at your eye, my name is Sofia…”

[phoebsrps-blog]

--- Riiiiight. Ye wirk that brain, ye... Ye stoatin political mynd, ye.  Cannae wait tae see whit ye dae neist! an' a', a'm aff tae need a lot o' wood.. Ah hae tae gab wi' a' body th' identical wey th' fowk o' th' freish world gab it seems.. Wi' smoke signals. [ The young girl examined the furniture in front of her before touching it.]  Ye a' dae nae need this furniture, richt? looks ferr auld.. This wull dae. Th' ol’der, th' mair fire.  

[recuerdorbd]

[andreaarps-blog]

“Dae nae call me fat, I already a’ve Alexander asking where George sleeps, as if I’m the size of a bloody elephant. I’m still tiny, just round.. tis different. Oi!” [ a frown formed on Liza’s lips at the thought of eating her child. ] “Do nae joke, I almost swallowed my wedding ring not too long ago. I will now be paranoid about eating my own child. Thank ye Addison.”  [ giggling slightly, she scrunched up her nose. ] “Want a fruit tart? Ye I don’t mind sharing with… just as long as ye a’v e just one…”

[phoebsrps-blog]

... Ye know Alex was going around telling the servants tae put ye on a diet? Pretty sure he almost convinced the cook to stop making sweets, almost.  If it wasn’t for George telling Alex if ye don’t get sweets ye turn into a different person.  Nae, because if I eat it now ye will regret giving it tae me later when there’s no more left and i’ve ran out of things to put in my ears for when you’re yelling for food during nights end.  I love ye, ye are my sister but..I'm thinking of taking a nine month vacation to Portugal.  

[phoebsrps-blog]

[ While on the ship to Spain, the young servant stood on the plank trying to balance herself] Th' british ur comin', th' british ur comin'!  ye ken, ah knew this wid happen. Ah tellt thaim! ah tellt th' king o' scootlund 'twas aff tae happen 'n' he didnae listen. .. Wid ah be considered sassenach noo? Ugh. Naw.  ah hae a kinch wi' that. Howfur dae ah stairt an uprising? th' pirate king did it...Haw! pirate king. Whit a joke.. Cashum wis his name richt?  how come cannae ah dae it? dae ah let this invasion be ower? hauld yer horses - hauld yer horses, let me git some ink 'n' paper foremaist.. Okay. Foremaist ah mist.. Gang oan, tell me..

[luthientinuvielss]

[erenjeagerswifey]

Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. I’ll choke you with the same hand I fed you with.

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[georgeslays]

Prince George wanted to wait for the rest of his family to catch up after his sisters christening, but Prince William reminded his son that they were going to the Queen’s estate for tea and would see everyone there | 5th of July, 2015

[hermionejg-deactivated20200701]

little kids are little kids, no matter how royal, and I love it

[herhopeistreacherous]

“Going back to Granny’s” like its a little cottage on the country side hahahahaha.

[itscharmingliars-blog]

[phoebsrps-blog]

@alexadair: yo @france @georgeadair is coming for you.

@georgeadair: @alexadair (side eyes emoji)

@littlelucy: @alexadair @georgeadair still missing the joke, guys.

@alexadair: @georgeadair @littlelucy family secret, dragon. #adairsonly

@littlelucy: @alexadair ...mum told me if I have nothing nice to say to not say it all but in case I didn't have something nice to say I'd say to go suck a big toe.

@alexthelion: @littlelucy ...new @ name who dis?

[theroyaalss]

alexandrapark1 Smug-life in the country / workplace. 😎 #theroyals 🐍🐓

[phoebsrps-blog]

@alesounsnothereforthis: no I couldn't come up with a shorter name.

@alesounsnothereforthis: the English are coming, the English are coming!

@alesounsnothereforthis: lol I told yall. #pirates

@alesounsnothereforthis: I'm really not here for this. #holaespaña

[andreaarps-blog]

“Aye, Ah did nae just eat a few dozen macarons, a batch of cookies and a few brownies. It was about twenty minutes ago mate, wot? I’m eating for two, dae nae look at me like I’m a bottomless pit or worse yet like I’m fat. —— And dae nae think about touching the fruit tarts Ah will bite yer arm off, and Ah say that nicely.. let a girl eat.”

[andreaarps-blog]

[phoebsrps-blog]

But.. ye are fat, Bess.  Ye get fatter everyday, I told the wet nurse ye might accidentally eat Liam one day... Aye.. ye get a little something right... here [wipes Bess's mouth]  

[phoebsrps-blog]

for england.

It was a hard decision to come down to, but after the death of his son, Henry Adair wasn’t the same man anymore. Where once stood a man that was so completely sure of himself, stood a broken one.  The man shut himself away from the world, only ever attending matters of the country and his advisers -- assigning his brother George Adair as Lord Protector of the crown and country-- until he was ready. The entire country mourned the death of Prince Anthony, they mourned the babe alongside their King. Feeling his pain, and placing white roses along side the young Prince of Wales grave side.  

It took three months of thinking, and having shut himself in the dark for Henry to come to a decision and finally when he found himself able, the King ordered a beheading. “But your Majesty, the Que- “ Henry glared at his advisers, “She is no Queen of mine! She was never fit to be Queen! What good did my mothers arrangements with her parents bring to England? What good other than the death of our son!” Having ordered Audreas beheading took a toll on the young King. He had loved her, had loved her and cared for her. However, he couldn’t help but blame her for the death of their child. For having left. “She is to be charged for treason,” he said firmly, “She left her country, the country that took her in and accepted her as it’s child and she left her King. Betrayed me.” His brothers were in the room with him when the request was placed, and then watched as his guards quietly headed to find Lady Audrea. 

“Brother, are ye quite sure?” George’s voice rang, Richard and Alex behind him watching him. Nodding, Henry Adairs eyes met the greens of his siblings. “It has to be done.”  The next following days Henry dug himself into his work. Taking care of his country and his thoughts on expanding, anything to steer away from the thoughts of Audreas beheading.  

A few days later, he called for his advisers and brothers once again. “We have been talking about expanding and our sights have always been on Scotland. We move forth with the invasion of Scotland this week. We have our country on the side, our cousins in Portugal, as well as Sofia, who as you all may know is the Queen of Scotland.“  His green eyes scanned around the room, meeting those of his people, his brothers and his sisters who sat around. A small smirk of pleasure displayed on Alexanders face, as well as that of Donna. George -- who sat next to Liza,  and Richard rewarded him with a nod of approval and that was enough for him to continue.   

“For York, for King and for country.” 

[phoebsrps-blog]

@littlelu: Remembering Daddy when he used to look at Donna and Nellie and they'd remind him of Mumma now we look at Harry and Donna and see them. #MissingYou

@alexadair: @littelu and then you look at George and see the French Pirate. LOL

@littlelu: @alexadair wut

@alexadair: @littlelu soz i meant mum

@trainthomas: stop urself @alexadair

@alexadair: @trainthomas new Twitter. Who dis?

[phoebsrps-blog]

@littlelu: Remembering Daddy when he used to look at Donna and Nellie and they'd remind him of Mumma now we look at Harry and Donna and see them. #MissingYou

@alexadair: @littelu and then you look at George and see the French Pirate. LOL

@littlelu: @alexadair wut

@alexadair: @littlelu soz i meant mum