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quccns-blood: Maria Romanov

first-child-and-heir: historical (Anastasia inspired) OCs

fauxduchess: historical OC

#silence! a message from the king! // promo #historical rp

𝐶 𝐻 𝐴 𝑅 𝐴 𝐶 𝑇 𝐸 𝑅 𝑆 𝑇 𝑈 𝐷 𝑌

𝑇𝑅𝐴𝐼𝑇𝑆 & 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴𝐶𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐶𝑆

BOLD all that applies to your muse.

• PARENTS/GUARDIAN: mother | father | grandmother | grandfather

• SIBLING(S): sister | brother | none

Tagged by my dearest @pastchronicled

Tagging: @gentlehcarts @naboochose @adcthamilton @portraitkept (and anyone who sees this and feels like it!!)

#i have always done my duty || maria #it's a godsend! || tag thingy

inkxlenses

Corona plateado en Cristalería Zirconia plata | by oscarfelixoficial

#maze of portraits // aesthetic

pastchronicled:

Edward moves so he is sat more alert and then looks at the other and then scowls. Of course, it was George. The vile little creature had always caused problems for him. “What on earth has George done now? I assure you that his credit is very much running thin,” He says. He just moves so he is stood up and then moves towards Maria. “If he has caused trouble, I will happily throw him into the tower. I’m sure his children can do better than him,” Edward scoffs. He had not liked George at all. He had always been a burr under his skin. “Why come to me and not the Duke of Gloucester?” He asks.

He then reaches out and then takes a goblet and drains the content of it. “You aren’t here to advocate for him, are you? Meg and Dickon have both tried and failed,” He says icily. He just can’t keep down the irritation he’s feeling at the moment. He just wants to get this situation dealt with and George out of his mind. He couldn’t be trusted and recently he had been even more unmanageable than before. He just couldn’t understand why George was so different from him and Richard. It was far beyond his comprehension and he wouldn’t deny that.

Maria was aghast. She had not wanted to believe George when he told her his brother would not care for him. To her, anything else than abject love between siblings was incomprehensible. “He had done absolutely nothing!” She said indignantly, raising her voice, and immediately regretting it. “My deepest apologies, your Majesty, I meant no disrespect.”

She took a deep breath, straightened a non-existent wrinkle in her dress, and spoke again. “Geo- the Duke of Clarence, as you know, is my friend. Now that the Duchess has passed... I am worried for him, is all.” She took another deep breath, and looked away, out of the small window. “I miss my brother and my sisters,” she said, and turned back to him. “But I am glad to have found a new and welcoming family in yours, your Majesty; I beg of you to never think me ungrateful. But back home, whenever something was wrong and my parents were not there, it was my eldest sister who took care of us. That is why I came to you, and not the Duke of Gloucester.”

#i have always done my duty || maria #rosewater verse || england #t. clashing of heads : edward iv || pastchronicled

starsttuff-blog

romanticize un-illuminated brown and black eyes. romanticize the way dark eyes look without being blinded by flash. romanticize brown eyes that don’t have streaks of gold and yellow. romanticize black eyes that are so raven it’s hard to distinguish where the iris is. the depth of your dark eyes is enchanting. brown and black eyes draw you in, wrap you up, and leave you wanting more. fall in love with them.

#r. i lose everyone i love; you'll never lose me : gleb || gentlehcarts #i must love you or die // relationships

ofhumanvoice-a

THERE’S BEAUTY AND THERE’S DANGER HERE.

CREDIT ( X )

#silence! a message from the king! // promo

pastchronicled-archive-deactiva

@quccns-blood

Edward rose from the chair he had been lounging in when he heard the door open. His eyes were curious as he caught the sight of the person who had come to see him. “I have to say that I am very surprised by your presence here. I… I wasn’t expecting you,” He said. His tone was warm and welcoming none the less and he supposed that he should be kind all things considered. “Is there something that you need from me?” His voice was respectful for the most part. He was a little tired and he knew that was no excuse for being rude towards the other.

quccns-blood

“Your Majesty,” Maria said softly as she curtsied. “I apologise for coming unannounced, but I wish to speak to you about an urgent matter.” She closed the door behind her, and walked closer to him.

Maria rarely interacted with the king, and even then, it was always in an official setting, with at least half the court present. And in any case, Maria had found good friends in his brothers, as well as the Neville sisters, even if one was now gone. “It concerns your brother, the Duke of Clarence.”

#i have always done my duty || maria #rosewater verse || england #pastchronicled #((remember when Maria found George drunk over Isabelle's grave??))#((she decided to bring in the cavalry))

quccns-blood

So, college has been hectic, and I have been lurking here for far too long. Even still, I love this blog, and will not be abandoning it, so I will try a small reboot.

#me on the left bank you on the right || ooc #gentlemen of the jury i'm curious; bear with me || psa

So, college has been hectic, and I have been lurking here for far too long. Even still, I love this blog, and will not be abandoning it, so I will try a small reboot.

#me on the left bank you on the right || ooc #gentlemen of the jury i'm curious; bear with me || psa

naboochose

*𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒𝑑 | | @quccns-blood

“ It’s refreshing, 𝙸'𝙻𝙻 𝙰𝙳𝙼𝙸𝚃. I’m not half as brave as you’re, being bold is never a bad thing though, not during times like these. I think we could all use some humor. Something to 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 about. ” Morbid or not, it was true. It seems like once you entered a life of politics or royalty, everything was so cold and serious, everyone lost a little bit of their humanity in the wake of assisting their people. It was too easy to slip into a sort of robotic state.

Padmé was lucky though. She had people who loved her, who’d help ground her. Not that she needed it, but it was nice to know you had a support system. The life of a senator was often a very lonely one.

quccns-blood

“It comes with the profession,” she said with a mischievous smile, looking down at Padmé. “Nowadays you’re either a General or a politician on this planet, and I relish the rare times I am neither.”

It was more than hard, being on the front lines, loosing soldiers who truly had the age of Initiates, and still being expected to behave as if all were right in the world. “It is even more refreshing to find people to appreciate it,” she said with a heavy voice, her accent even heavier than usual.

“And since you’re not yet running, rest assured there will be more coming.” Coping mechanism, her Mind Healer had said. you witness so much death you can only joke about it. Ha, as if her troopers were any different.

#i have always done my duty || maria #algarine verse || assurias #t. not your little princess : padmé || naboochose #((her accent is thick and Russian))

naboochose

quccns-blood

naboochose:

“ I must admit, I’m surprised. I never took you as one for such humor. ” Padmé lightly jokes. Sure, the two women haven’t had the chance to properly connect in the past, their duties constantly getting in the way.. But she never took the other woman as a comic. It was nice, meeting someone who could be a bit more laid back— something Padmé could learn a thing or two about. Letting her guard down was never easy.

:·ﾟ*•. ✶ @quccns-blood - CLOSED

“I am usually told it is not appropriate for polite company,” Mash’ia says with a smile, fiddling with the ring on her thumb. It was true; especially i places such as Coruscant, gallows humour was not... accepted. She was glad someone could see it for what it really was: poking fun.

“I’m glad it is appreciated,” she smiles down at Padmé, eyes crinkling.

#i have always done my duty || maria #algarine verse || assurias #((that was risky because Mash'ia has gallows humour))#t. not your little princess : padmé || naboochose

amargedom

I’ll be fine. I’m always fine.

(via amargedom)

#she used to be mine // about : maria

mlmanakin

The Clone Wars were the perfect Jedi trap. By fighting at all, the Jedi lost.

#she used to be mine // about : maria #algarine verse || assurias

fvrnaceheart

“ i’m not the JEDI i should be.”

indie, extremely private and selective 𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽 𝚂𝙺𝚈𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺𝙴𝚁 / 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙷 𝚅𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 from star wars.

loved and cherished by cinna.

#silence! a message from the king! // promo #((I don't like playing favourites))#((but this is my favourite Anakin by far))#((has even replaced canon Anakin in my head))

pastchronicled

George stiffened and was about to say something vicious, but he knew that she was right. He had scared off the children because he could not control his temper. Edward always made it so difficult for him and he couldn’t help but feel a sense of bitter rage after every encounter with his older brother. He took several deep breaths and allowed the heat in his blood to cool. “I don’t intend to lose my temper you know. It just happens…all the time,” He muttered. “I don’t mean to scare the children. Are they all right?” He asked his tone now concerned. He needed to keep his children in mind next time Edward needled him as he was so likely to. It was something Edward took perverse pleasure in.

He looked at his hand and then back at Maria “I’m sorry,” Was all he could manage. All emotions seemed to have dimmed to a numbness around him. His dark eyes that had glittered with rage now dulled and his face paled from the blotchy redness that had been there before. “I am such a fool…” He said and then shook his head. “I… think that perhaps I should just take a long walk when I’m angry. Whatever takes me away from Edward,” He said. “Richard as well. He’s always on Edward’s side…” He murmured. That fact stung him more than he would care to admit.

“Oh Georgie...” she sighed. He made her sigh more and more these days. “No one ever means to lose their temper, and I don’t blame you for being frustrated and angry at your brothers. It is much better to be fighting and under the same roof than being amicable from afar. Trust me on that,” she said with a sad smile. Oh how she missed her siblings. Little ‘Lyosha would be as tall as her by then, if not taller.

“They children are fine, as they always are. Hardy and stubborn, like their father,” she said with a smirk, but the look on his face didn’t allow her to keep it up for long. He looked downright miserable, and she couldn’t help but throw her arms around him, and hug him tightly, like she once did with her little half, back in Russia. “I know it hurts.” Step-sister, they used to call her, and she would do her best not to cry. Bitter thoughts had not left her, not even across the continent. “But that doesn’t mean you will stop loving each other. When time passes, all three of you will be laughing over this,” she reassured him. I hope, for your sake and theirs.

#i have always done my duty || maria #rosewater verse || england #t. hate leads to suffering : george || pastchronicled #((I AM BACK))

colorful-habit

“has anybody ever really loved me?” and more self destructive thoughts: an autobiography by me

#candle in the mirror // musings #((why must you call my girl out like this))

I’m back? I guess??

#me on the left bank you on the right || ooc #((missed writing for babies))

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