crown princess of turkey

nimet irmak

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brazilprnce‌:

he was bored     .     a thing that did not sit well for the principe     .     alastor never liked idle time     ,     it usually ended in disastrous decision making     .     so he was wandering     ,     head peaking into open rooms     ,     honey hues weary as he pushed on     .     rough fingers brushed against the many paintings that adorned the walls     .     something that probably gained him many rude looks     ,     but again     ,     he was bored     .     it wasn’t until his eyes landed on a familiar face that he let his fingers fall     .     ❛     you’re a terrible liar     ,     you know that     ?     ❜     his voice came out smug     ,     shoulder nudging hers playfully before leaning against the wall     .     ❛     no     ,     but seriously     ,     what’s got you all worked up     ?     ❜

it had been a while since she had seen him. he had been her first friend after she had gone public again after her illness. she’d never even revealed to him that she’d been ill. she can’t remember him ever asking. they’d been seen by the media as more than friends, as teenagers but aside from a clumsy kiss, nothing had ever happened between them. she looked over at him, realizing she was desperate to talk to someone about what was going on. she didn’t really have many people. “i’m... i’m getting engaged.” she told him. “it’s arranged.” she said, even quieter. “and my parents won’t tell me who they’re in talks with. i think it’s to punish me for insisting...” she then realized that her coming out was that recent, that she hadn’t even told him yet. it made her blush. “i insisted to have a female partner. i’m gay. they... aren’t extremely happy and neither are my people. no one knows who i’m engaged to, but somehow it leaked it will be a woman. it’s a whole mess.” she hissed. “so, now i’m here, looking at... all my possible wives i suppose.” she said and actually chuckled at that idea.

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nimet couldn’t help it. she looked at every woman she knew were unmarried, wondering if they were in talks with her family to get engaged to her. she didn’t know anything about her, the woman her family was selecting for her, but she knew she’d be here at some point. was she already here? would she come later? she looked at the women, not sure what she was even looking for. the other woman wouldn’t know they were to be married either, surely? she sighed, a little too loudly, in frustration and then noticed someone near her. she didn’t want to appear annoyed or as if the person near her was annoying her and so she turned to them with a smile. “it is quite warm in here, isn’t it?” she said, to cover her sigh up as one of slight discomfort at the room temperature. ( @beingroyalstarters )

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drcxmlxnd‌:

The redhead smiled to herself as she read. She had decided it was a good enough do to go outside and had taken a book with her for company. Laying out in the sunshine, Cynthia hadn’t notice how much time had passed. Had been one hour? Two? Three? She was too wrapped up in her book to care much. However, when she heard a pair of footsteps coming towards her, she paused. Her eyes trailing upwards to see…

nimet stopped in her tracks as she laid eyes on her. cynthia. she almost cringed at the memory of tearfully confessing her feelings to the already married woman a few years back, and even more at the instant rejection that brought with it. she knew, rationally, that was to be expected. she was married after all, but subconsciously, all she could think about was how it was probably because she didn’t find her attractive. who would? her hand trailed down to feel the bag on her stomach through her clothes, the one barely anyone knew about before she moved it away and indulged in looking at the woman she found so attractive. when she noticed that she was, in fact, making eye contact with her, she swallowed hard and diverted her eyes, to make it seem as if she hadn’t been staring and walked over to her. it would be impolite to ignore her. “hello, cynthia. nice to see you again.” she said as she came to a standstill in front of the other woman. 

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queenchrista‌:

christa was practically vibrating with anxiety and expectation as she arrived in switzerland, believing full well her fate awaited her at this summit, and the fate of her people. no pressure, right? she tried to settle herself but the nervous energy would eventually need to go somewhere. she turned to the nearest person and asked “does this dress make me look like an american tourist?” she hoped it didn’t but her wardrobe was not always up to her and she felt self-conscious on top of everything else.

nimet was not aware of anyone standing next to her, too deep in thought about not only the summit but also her impending engagement which she knew next to nothing about. she jumped slightly as a voice addressed her and she looked over at christa with a slightly startled look. at the question she took in the woman’s attire and shrugged slightly. “i do not have that much experience with american tourists to properly answer that question, i am afraid.” she decided to answer.

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ofmaxim‌:

the summit was going to be quite the adventure for maxim, he felt free of the responsibility that would weigh on his elder sister’s shoulders. switzerland was beautiful, the weather was amazing and he was ready to head out with his camera and enjoy just being there. but first he had to do some schmoozing, per his sisters instructions. he didn’t have to obey her but he respected her knowledge on etiquette and figured he might meet some people who weren’t the uptight royals he was expecting. “yes, hello. and you are?” he hadn’t introduced himself, but he felt mischievous, this could be fun.

nimet tilted her head at the rather direct way the man spoke to her, with seemingly no propriety for titles or even a basic knowledge of what she had expected etiquette would be like. she smiled nonetheless. “your highness, how nice to meet you.” She said with a nod, “I am princess nimet, of turkey.” she informed him, not quite sure how he was going to proceed. she hadn’t expected to meet people who weren’t as set on formality as she herself was.

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fcreignqueen‌:

her stiletto clipped as the queen walked across the stone of the palace. it was colder than she was used to, and honestly she wished she had her ladies pack more warm clothing, but in the haste to pack it had been at the bottom of her list. there had been so many documents she needed to get for her king and lover. with her background in biology she was, maybe, their secret weapon in all this. she had helped with the cure to the plague. 

she rounded the corner of the garden and stopped, millimeters from running into someone else. she blinked, not used to being around strangers. “uh-” she spoke, in the most awkward and beatrice way. “hi?”

nimet was wrapped up tightly. she had decided to go out for a walk, just to do something other than sitting around and ponder about who would be revealed to be her fiancée. all her family had said was that it was being finalized, that they had listened to her in securing her a female fiancée but that she wouldn’t know more until the woman had been selected and agreed upon. it was frustrating and she’d hoped for a little more of a say in the matter. she was frowning and deep in thought, barely noticing she had almost run into someone. she looked up at someone’s voice and recognized the face, having studied who would be here in detail as to not make any faux pas. “Your majesty. I’m sorry I had not seen you.” She told her and smiled. “I am Crown Princess Nimet, of Turkey. It is very nice to meet you.” She said, knowing who Beatrice was but having never met her. The royal circles of Turkey were not very broad, really.

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( melisa pamuk, cisfemale + twenty-eight ) did you see the look of relief on her highness crown princess nimet irmak’s face to have landed in switzerland safe and sound? the plague really took a toll on turkey. the other leader’s of the world are glad to see her here to help see a better tomorrow. plus they’re here to marry any 21-40 y/o female fc to further help their beloved country, but i wonder if the rumor that she has a colostomy bag is true?   

s t a t i s t i c s

her highness crown princess nimet fatima irmak. twenty-eight. turkish. november 2nd. scorpio. cisfemale. homosexual. homoromantic. monogamous. single. muslim. cancer survivor. virgin.

n e e d   t o   k n o w

-   she is the oldest child of the turkish royal family. she was turkey’s sweetheart and it was a shock to the nation when the girl disappeared from public view from the age of twelve to fifteen. no one knows what happened and all the court has released was that she was being homeschooled during that time. that was true, but it wasn’t the full truth.

-   those three years were filled with fighting for her life, as she had bowel cancer which left her with a permanent colostomy bag. the palace hid it because they didn’t want her scrutinized, nor made fun of but it did make her feel like her body was now unattractive, especially since she was hidden away a year after she was in remission so her hair could grow back. it makes her think that her value does rely in her being attractive - which she doesn’t feel she is.

-   she hasn’t had a relationship - ever and every time she has tried, it hasn’t gone further than an admission of an attraction and her being rejected. so, her current engagement is her first relationship ever and she sees it as the only way to ever get married or have a family. she did put her foot down that she wanted to be matched with a woman, which is why she is glad to be out of turkey where it has caused quite the uproar. she does want this engagement to work out and thus hopes that the other person is also willing to invest in it.

-   she is generally reserved, but polite and cares a lot for her country. she finds it important for people to do their duty and what is right, and tries to do so as well. she is muslim but has a pretty liberal view of her religion, though praying five times a day and observing most rules in terms of food and relationships is important to her. she just doesn’t think that being gay makes her any less of a muslim.

connections

fiancée. best friend. friendzoned. crush. common friend. diplomatic relationship. unrequited crush on nimet. fellow person of (any) faith. lgbt+ mentor of sorts. person in the room next to hers in switserland. anything!