henry fitzroy

[ofgreatfear]

                                                       you were a traitor, were you not, lord vader?

[vhsmeme]

* hurt prompts

‘ are you bleeding? ’

‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

‘ where does it hurt? ’ 

‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’

‘ how did you get that black eye? ’ 

‘ you should see the other guy. ’ 

‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’

‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’

‘ i’ll get some ice. ’ 

‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’

‘ what’s wrong with you? ’

‘ you can barely stand. ’

‘ did you throw the first punch? ’

‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’

‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’

‘ at least bandage it. ’ 

‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’ 

‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’

‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’

‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’

‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’

‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’

‘ are those bandages? ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ look out for that tree branch. ’

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

‘ lean on me. ’

‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’  

‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’

‘ lie down. ’

‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’

‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’

‘ wake up! wake up! ’

‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’

‘ look at your face! ’

[vhsmeme]

* interview the muse

‘ do you miss anyone? ’

‘ how are you doing? ’

‘ do you believe in ghosts? ’

‘ what makes you laugh? ’ 

‘ list your top three bands or singers. ’ 

‘ how many blankets do you sleep with? ’

‘ does your name hold any special meaning to you? ’

‘ gum, cake, pie or ice cream? ’

‘ favorite book? ’

‘ are you a good person? ’

‘ describe love. ’

‘ have you ever taken part in an uprising? ‘

‘ favorite song? ’

‘ name a guilty pleasure. ’

‘ the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you today? ’

‘ tell me one truth and one lie. ’

‘ do you like people? ’

‘ what motivates you? ’

‘ describe the perfect weekend. ’

‘ any pet peeves? ’

‘ do you need a hug? ’

‘ would you like to have kids? ’

‘ do you have any tattoos? ’

‘ classical, oldies, punk, hip hop or country? ’

‘ when was the last time you cried? ’

‘ are you religious? ’

[richmonduke]

threecardtrick:

Thomas remembered being a troublesome youth, though he had a knack for not getting arrested, at least. “You should advise him to stay out of trouble,” he told him, though he knew that there were some people who just couldn’t help saying or doing the wrong thing. And so the nature of the meeting had become clear: he had wanted something from him. “Is there anything else you wished to discuss?” Has yet any other favours to ask?

“Trust me, I have tried.” Some people were not easy to convince –– Henry himself was often one of those people. He tended to be stubborn when there was something he wanted or if he strongly believed for something and would rarely back down. He would usually only back down if arguing would not be beneficial. He took a moment, regarding the other quietly. “You have already been plenty helpful.” 

[richmonduke]

perhiistoria:

                    “OH, they are quite well,” creating trouble and missing their brother for Bessie spoke of them often, “Elizabeth is… as stubborn as ever. George still maintains he shall become the greatest Knight of the realm and Robert is still reading through books by the dozen. They miss you and are always asking when they will next see you.”

“I miss them too. Tell them, I promise I shall visit soon.” He did try to stay close to all three of the other children but he knew both he and his mother could sometimes struggle to find the time to pay regular visits. “And they can have all my attention, to make up for being away for so long.”

[richmonduke]

bxrnqueen:

She’d be lying if she didn’t have some sort of reserve in sending her own brother onto the battlefield and straight into the hands of the enemy. Though it was his right and the way men saw themselves, soldiers at the ready. She offered him a small smile, their father would be looking down over both of them, she refused to allow them to take the front-lines alone. If needed, she’d ride the lines herself. Though her privy had spoken against the idea. “Henry… you must promise me little brother, that you will take care out there and return to Hampton when the time calls for it.”

Charles would keep him safe, it was only the two of them. There were no others that would take the throne should anything happen to her, god willing. She would speak to Charles when he arrived and ask him to protect her only brother. She refused to lose the last of her family, the last reason for happiness. A gentle sigh falls past partially parted lips, her tinged hues moving towards the window where smoke billows in the far distance. “We will win this Henry… for England, for our father, and most of all… for ourselves.”

Henry knew the risks of going to battle, all men did. This would be an important battle, however, and he would go to the front-lines for Mary. He was more than capable with a sword and if something were to happen to him in France, he would make sure any injury, or worse, would be worth it. If he were to die, he would ensure it would not bring harm to England or Mary. “I shall do everything in my power to return home.” He knew the need to make sure family was kept safe, it was only the two of them left after all.

He knew he could not promise her his safe return home but he knew that at least one of him and Charles needed to return to England when it was all over. Whilst he was sure that Charles would be protecting him, he would be returning that favour. “I know we will. I am sure of it.” He shifted slightly, hands moving behind his back as he stood at Mary’s side, gaze remaining on her features. “I refuse to see a French King defeat my sister and my Queen.”

[chcngeinme-blog]

Belle straightened herself, smiling slightly at the duke. He was one of the first she had met since her arrival in England save the other ladies in waiting and the Princess herself. “Yes. I am the Lady Belle. I’ve arrived from France to wait on the Princess Mary.” 

The blush stuck to her cheeks as she met his eyes for the first time. “The ladies talk about you behind closed doors, just so you know.” Belle smiled warmly, “They think you’re very handsome my lord. At least now- I can tell them they are right.” Was she flirting? It seemed so. This was ridiculous. She hadn’t been at English court for more than two weeks and she was flirting with the king’s son. This would not do.

“Please, your grace; forgive me. Things are so different in France.”

[richmonduke]

“I think I should be flattered that the ladies talk about me enough that you already know of me.” He couldn’t say it was the first time he had heard of what some of the ladies in court said of him but it never did harm to hear it again, a smile pulling on his lips to match hers. “I have heard how things are different in France, I am not upset. There is no forgiveness necessary.”

[kingshiip-blog]

so by this weekend everything with uni should be a bit more chilled as it’s coming up to the end of the semester meaning i’ll be online at least a little bit more until exams hit !! sorry to anyone i’ve kept waiting but thank you for being patient with me

[richmonduke]

Henry nodded slightly and pulled away to lead her inside, “We are both doing well, and both happy. I have missed you though, how is the rest of your family?” He asked, head turning to look across at his mother.

[chcngeinme-blog]

@richmonduke

Bowing before him, Belle could not help but blush. He was not a prince, but he was a King’s son. He was royal enough. England was far from France. Her father would be frightened. Even more, so that England’s relationship with France was unpredictable and very very unstable. He did not think a young French girl would be welcomed at the English court. 

Belle was to be a lady in waiting to the Princess Mary. Meeting the Duke of Richmond had been by chance. “My lord.” Belle finally spoke, her voice light and soft.

[richmonduke]

“My lady. Please, stand” Henry replied with a slight inclination of his head and a small gesture of his hand. He had heard that the Princess would be receiving new ladies but he hadn't quite expected to meet so soon — it wasn't his reason for being in court, at least but nor was it going to do any harm for meeting her. “You must be one of the Princess’ ladies.”

[richmonduke]

❛❛ Shh, stop, don’t be scared. I don’t want to hurt you, I promise. ❜❜

Despite every instinct was telling him to call for someone, make sure he had someone else in the room with him, he didn’t make a move. He stood in silence, staring, for a good few moments before he found his voice. Even then, he sounded unsure. “What –– what do you want, if not to hurt me?” He asked, standing slightly straighter.

[richmonduke]

sorry i’ve not been around much !! my mood has been all over the place and i’ve struggled to sit down and write anything this week but i’m hoping that i’ll be able to do some stuff tonight / over the weekend  

[obscure-sentence-starters]

Being Haunted By Benevolent Spirits/Ghosts {Sentence Starters}

❛❛ I thought you were dead… I don’t understand. How are you here? ❜❜

❛❛ So you’ve been watching out for me all this time? ❜❜

❛❛ Shh, stop, don’t be scared. I don’t want to hurt you, I promise. ❜❜

❛❛ Not all of us are evil and murderous. Most of us are just… sad. ❜❜

❛❛ I’m sorry I left you so soon. I’m so sorry. ❜❜

❛❛ I’ve missed you so much… ❜❜

❛❛ I just… I should have been there, I should have been there to stop you from dying, and I wasn’t, and you… you didn’t deserve to die. I’m so sorry. ❜❜

❛❛ So did you… were you watching your own funeral, when it happened? ❜❜

❛❛ Do you blame me for what happened…? ❜❜

❛❛ Are you angry with me…? ❜❜

❛❛ I always thought I would go first… ❜❜

❛❛ What–no, no, you’re dead, I was at your funeral, you can’t–this is impossible, I’m hallucinating, I have to be! ❜❜

❛❛ I can’t really be seeing you. I’ve got to be dreaming… I hope I never wake up. ❜❜

❛❛ I wish it could have gone differently. I wish it had been me. ❜❜

❛❛ It takes… energy, I guess, to let ourselves be seen or felt. If I fade out, I’m not gone, I just… ran out of energy. I’ll be back, I promise. ❜❜

❛❛ I don’t suppose as a ghost that you can see into the future and tell me if life will ever be the same again, huh? ❜❜

❛❛ I wish I could have been there with you through… through everything. All the planning and the burial and stuff. ❜❜

❛❛ If I go to sleep, will you–will you be gone in the morning? ❜❜

❛❛ No, no one else can see me. Just you. ❜❜

❛❛ Death isn’t anything like the movies. The best way to describe it is just… lonely and cold. ❜❜

❛❛ I’m proud of you, you know. I mean, I always was but… you’ve been so strong handling everything lately. I’m just really proud of you. ❜❜

❛❛ Please stop appearing out of nowhere all the time. I’m glad I can see you, but you’re tripping me out. ❜❜

❛❛ So you’re why certain rooms have felt so cold lately. ❜❜

❛❛ Sorry. I know you don’t know me, but… my family lived here before you. I was trying to find them… I guess it didn’t work. ❜❜

❛❛ I don’t know how I died… I can’t remember. I think it was an accident though. ❜❜

❛❛ Don’t tell anyone about me. I don’t really want anyone but you knowing. ❜❜

❛❛ No, I can’t haunt anyone to scare them for you. I’m dead, not an asshole. ❜❜

❛❛ I honestly didn’t expect so many people to come to my funeral… ❜❜

❛❛ You can smile more. It’s okay. ❜❜

❛❛ Listen. I want you to be happy. I’m dead - you’re allowed to move on and find love and live your life. It’s okay. It really is okay.  ❜❜

❛❛ Carpe diem. You never know what day will be your last. ❜❜

❛❛ No, Halloween isn’t any more ‘active’ than any other day of the year. It’s all a myth. ❜❜

❛❛ Life is too short to be anything but happy. Trust me, I know. ❜❜

❛❛ Please stop screaming! I’m not gonna hurt you! You aren’t even supposed to see me! ❜❜

❛❛ I loved you. I still love you. Nothing will change that. ❜❜

❛❛ I’ll always be with you. Always. ❜❜

[leroichevalier]

→ History meme:  4 Families/Dynasties : (¾) Tudor Dynasty (England)

[bxrnqueen]

You think you know a story, but you only know how it ends. To get to the heart of the story, you have to go back to the beginning. However, of all losses time is the most irrecuperable for it can never be redeemed.

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[richmonduke]

❛ I think perhaps now I’m speaking as a woman and not as a Queen. ❜

“I think it is necessary to have the time where you do not have to be a Queen. I know you are my Queen but you are my sister too and I will always be here to talk to without titles counting for anything.” He imagined that it would be almost impossible to act and speak as a ruler full time, without the chance to say what thoughts really ran through your own head without having to think about the good of England. He stood from his seat to join Mary, standing by her side in front of the window. It was easy to remember how they had been as children, whilst they were still raised together. She had been a princess but it hadn’t mattered, not really. All it meant was he had had to bow to her.

@bxrnqueen

[richmonduke]

admondroit:

“that is not what i meant.” he waved a hand in dismissal, a slow smile curling his lips. “i want to know what interests you about this world. are you taken by theology? philosophy? international delegation? military stratagem?” he himself had many interests, and he wondered if any of them had passed into his boy, if he could fit into a role here.

“i have an interest in our international –– matters, in regards to both politics and our military. theology and philosophy are not quite so appealing.” he answered after a slight pause. “but, naturally i would be more than pleased and honoured to have any position in your court.” he added with a slight smile and hands folding behind his back.