amiable { autoplay }

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I’m just a man,                                                         is that all I am ? Are   my   manners   misinterpreted   words   or   only   human? I’M HUMAN.                                                                   only human. If it’s our only excuse do you think we’ll keep on being only human.

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   never say goodbye.           goodbye means going away.                      going     away      means     forgetting.                                                    FULL MUSE LIST HERE. 

[winglcss-blog]

i haven’t had access to maria’s account, hence my absence ! i do apologize for that everyone !  i’m going to work on getting her muse back. stand by ! 

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               slowly, the tsarevich creeps through the halls, stalking the grand duchess in question. hopefully unnoticed, he runs up, sticking a dog biscuit on the back of her dress. // ( @winglcss )

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                                        she  doesn’t  notice  him  at  first.              it’s  not  uncommon  for  the  duchess  to  be  LOST  in  a  world  of  her  own.             so,      the  biscuit  goes  unnoticed,             all  up  until  the  SCURRYING  OF  NAILS  on  the ground  catches  her  attention.             it’s  too  late  before  the  DOG  is  jumping  on  her,                 biting  at  the    lace  belt    around  her  midsection.                the  biscuit  is  freed  relatively  QUICKLY,          but  her  dress  is  TORN  in  the  process.            she’s  a  bit  SHOCKED,        unsure  of  what  exactly  has     h a p p e n e d      to  her  before  she  wheels  around  to  spot  the  youngest  romanov.    ❛       Алёша.      WHY  did  your  dog  just  attack  me ?       ❜ 

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mASHKA NO FAIR SHE TOTALLY DESERVED THAT

                            ❛    THAT IS NO WAY TO TREAT A LADY,       ALEXEI.        who  are  YOU  to  say  she  deserved  it ?       perhaps  YOU  deserve  a  strawberry  in  your  shoe.       at  this  rate,      nastya  is  going  to  try  &&  OUTDO  you  &&  i’ll  have  to  apologize  for  her  as  well !        would  it  KILL  the  both  of  you  to  merely  behave  for  a  moment ?      ❜

[mxdam-a]

quietly apologizes for alexei & anastasia && brings her a plate of cookies.

you’re aunt margarethe’s favorite

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@winglcss continued from here

               she cannot bring herself to ROMANTICIZE the soldiers as her sister does.   doubtless the soldiers are BRAVE – no one can deny that – but mashka does not see them screaming through an amputation because there is not enough morphine to dull the pain.   she is no pacifist – but the HORRORS of war, she thinks, is perhaps not quite justifiable.   tatya will do what she can, of course, as they all will, but she wishes the fighting would end.    ❝ i expect his wife wishes him HOME. ❞ 

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                              ❛    imagine  that  LONGING !      oh,   what a  reunion  that  would  be !     ❜      how  maria  yearned  to  know  what  those  TRUE  emotions  must  feel  like.       of  course,   she’d  experienced  sadness  &&  loneliness.       heartache  over  missing  her  parents  when  they  were  away.      longing  for  a  soldiers  hand  that  would  never  be  hers.           but  nothing  that  could  possibly  surmount  to  what  these  soldiers  &&  their  families  must  feel.         ❛       do  you  not  wish  to  know  what  it  feels  like  to  think  a  loved  one  could  forever  be  out  of  your  GRASP,        then  to  be  able  to  RUN  into  their  arms  again ?     oh,    i  want  that  kind  of  PASSION.     ❜

[fairestcharming]

Lit Meme → [8/10] Books: The Lost Crown by Sarah Miller

A flurry of panic erupts around me, but nothing penetrates. Only a haze of sounds brushes against me. Yelps from Mama, my sisters. Papa turning back to Yurovsky, his mouth moving. What? I can’t understand you. Read it again please. Yurovsky’s voice once more, like a needle on a gramophone. Papa, still asking, What? What? Another flash - Yurovsky and his squad answering with open fire. I cross myself and close my eyes. Where we go next, we go together.

[uprysing]

History meme: (1/5) Assassinations ➝ “The Romanov family”

On the night of July 17th, 1918, a telegram was delivered to the house with orders to execute the Tsar and his family. The Romanov’s were awoken and ordered to dress. They were led into the basement of the house where the charges as follows were read to them.“Nikolai Aleksandrovich, in view of the fact that your relatives are continuing their attack on Soviet Russia, the Ural Executive Committee has decided to execute you…” During the reading the Tsar said, “What?” as the firing squad raised their weapons Empress Alexandra and her daughter Olga tried to cross themselves but were unable to due to the gunfire.

Nicholas was shot multiple times in the chest, the Empress was killed by a gunshot to the back of the head she was killed in the first barage of gunfire with her husband. The daughters of the Tsar had bullets bounce off of them due to the Russian royal jewels sewn into their clothes but they were stabbed with bayonets. Olga died from a gunshot wound to the head, Maria and Anastasia were crouching against the wall of the basement with their hands covering their heads. Maria was shot and killed while Anastasia was bayoneted to death.

Their executioner, a man named Yakov Yurovsky shot and killed the Tsar himself then killed Tatina with a single gunshot wound to the back of the head and her brother Alexei was the last member of the family to be shot. He had survived the initial barrage and bayoneting due to him wearing a shirt containing jewels but shot twice in the back of the head behind the right ear by Yurovsky.

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❝ would you like me to test that IDEA of yours out the next time i go on a walk with him, then? ❞ there’s a somewhat complacent smirk on her features at the thought, but it quickly disappears as a fit of chuckles follow, allowing her book to slide onto the grass beneath them as she relaxes somewhat. ❝ i daresay nastya would never sit S T I L L long enough for you to braid it. although her rough housing certainly wouldn’t help it, i suppose. ❞

[winglcss-blog]

                               ❛    she  can  be  QUITE  the  handful  at  times...     ❜          it  was  maria  that  TRAILED  after  the  youngest  sister,           apologizing  for  her  tactless  tongue  &&  helped  her  when  she  got  into  TROUBLE.        it  was  one  of  the  main  reasons  marie  often  got  LOST  underfoot  the  youngest  daughter.      she  didn’t  mind  too  terribly  much    ------    after all,      it  allowed  her  to  day  dream  without  being  pulled  away  too frequently.       ❛       do  you  think  tatya  would  let  me  braid  her  hair?     i  don’t  think  she  LIKES  me  very  much.     she  might  think  i  would  harm  her  hair.   ❜

[villefille-blog]

❝ is it possible to ruin something that was never GOOD in the first place? ❞ as per usual, her anger dissipates at her sister’s good humour ––– despite her efforts to stand her ground. after a minute of trying to appear STERN, she cracks and lets out a sigh of defeat, gesturing towards the mane of hair upon her hair. ❝ & i thought you said my hair has never looked better ! perhaps i ought to tell papa that you’re telling lies, hm? ––––– the crown braid sounds lovely. ❞

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                        ❛    oh,    but  he’d  NEVER  BELIEVE  YOU !     ❜         that  was  quite  true.      maria  was  ranked  quite  HIGH  on  her  father’s  favorites  list   ------   the  girl  could  do  no  wrong.   [  not  that  she  ever  DID.   ]          she  gently  plucks  the  last  few  stems  &&  flowers  from  her  sisters  mane  before  DELICATE  fingers  get  to  work  twisting  strands  into  braids  to  try  &&  suit  her  head.      ❛        your  hair  is  so  SOFT.      nastya’s  often  becomes  KNOTTED  from  her  rough  housing...     it  would  never  hold  a  braid  like  this  for  long.     ❜

[villefille-blog]

❝ what do you think MAMA is going to say when she sees the state my hair is in? we’re certainly not showing the soldiers now, you know. ❞ while she knows that maria probably considers that a COMPLIMENT, olga can’t help but feel disconcerted by the comment. ( the last thing she wants is for a bird to be flying overhead & mistake her hair for a nest ––– she would definitely never live that story down were it to happen ! ) she swats at her hair, tugging what she can out of her locks & hoping that the rest won’t take too long. ❝ i don’t see how you think my hair looking akin to a bird’s home is quaint, mashka, but i don’t DARE to try to understand it. ❞

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                            ❛   you’ve  RUINED  it !   ❜      her  voice  is  half  COMPLAINT  &&  half  LAUGHTER.       she  pouts  her  lips  out,       blue  hues  feigning  as  though  she  were  actually  hurt  by  her  sisters  displeasure.       ❛    fine, fine.       let  me   FIX IT  so  that  you  do  not  look  as  though  you’ve  recently  crawled  from  bed.        would  you  like  the  crown  braid?   ❜

[villefille-blog]

❝ does my hair not USUALLY look nice, mashka? are you trying to tell me something? ❞ she’s never had the PATIENCE that her sister possesses –– the last hour had peacefully been spent in the garden, olga thumbing through her copy of les misérables & maria intricately weaving flowers & whatnot into her eldest sister’s hair. she presumes she’ll be finding daisies & the like in the bath or on her pillowcase for the next few days, but she’ll gladly put up with it if it means she can have a simple life, even just for the week. ❝ are you TRYING to embarrass me, Мария Николаевна? i imagine i would never hear the end of it from them if they happened to see ! ❞

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                    ❛    your  hair  looks  BEAUTIFUL  always,    olenka !     ❜        she  shakes  her  head  &&  clasps    her  hands  together  with  AMUSEMENT  practically radiating  from  her  skin.     ❛      the  men  would  LOVE  it !     perhaps  they  would  think  a  BIRD  has  made  it’s  home  in  your  hair !   how  quaint,     ❜

[wordsnquotes]

And I’m trying to learn brave doesn’t always mean building walls and burning people with fire as protection. I’m trying to learn the kind of brave you taught me - pulling down the gates, letting go of control…

Sade Andria Zabala, You Make Me Feel Human (via wordsnquotes)

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                       ------------------------    ❛       i  don’t  know  WHAT  you’re  talking  about.            your  hair  has  NEVER  looked  better.     ❜           she’s   SMILING   like  a  child  as  she  tosses  the  rest  of  the  flowers  to  the  ground,              dusting  her  hands  off  as  she  eyes  the  BEAUTY  she’s  created.            olga’s  hair  is  in  a  mess  of  braids    &    flowers.           a  soft  giggle  leaves  her  lips  as  the  corners  of  her  eyes  crinkle  up  in  HAPPINESS.              ❛     we  should  go  &  show  the  soldiers.           i’m  sure  they  would  think  you  are  a  SIGHT  to  behold.    ❜

                                     ♔┆ ⊰ @otkrovennyy​ ❞

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                      ----------------       she’s  WATCHING  out  of  a  window,            wide  blue  hues  focusing  on  the  passing  world  like  it  were  something  she  could  not  TOUCH  for  herself.         that  was  partially  true.       the  duchesses  so  RARELY  got  to  leave  the  palace,            unless  on  the  heels  of  their  parents,          &&  even  that  was  few  &  far  between.          how  she  wanted  to  explore !        her   wander   lust   was  only  partially  sated  by  the soldier’s  STORIES.            battles  won  &&  lost,      families  left  behind,     soon  to  be  REUNITED !         it  was  far  better  than  any  book  she  could  get  her  hands  on.        so,     as  she  watched  her  father  speak  to  some  visitors,          she  could  only  BEAM  at  the  uniforms  they  wore.          they  all  looked  quite  handsome.         one  of  her  eldest  sisters  is  mocking  her  now,        telling  her  to  wipe  the  drool  from  her  chin.        she  puffs  up  her  cheeks  before  dismissing  herself  to  hurry  outside  to  try  &  catch  the visitors  before  they  wandered  too  far.        a  curtsy  meets  them  before a  BRIGHT SMILE  &&  EQUALLY BRIGHT GAZE.  

                                                             ❛        i  don’t  mean  to  BOTHER,       i  just  noticed  that  you  looked  rather  TIRED !       perhaps  you’re  hungry?   ---------------oh,      where   are  my  manners?      my  name  is     maria  !         you  were  speaking  to  my  father  a  moment  ago.     ❜

♔┆ ⊰ @prxncecharming ❞   

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                      would anyone like a   starter ?