#emiliaofaustria

[williamoflancaster]

@emiliaofaustria;;

Two weeks had passed since the night of pageantry and William could admit that the Palácio de Queluz was an extravagant location that suited their needs beyond reproach, but still he wished to return home. He was growing restless, unsure just what they were accomplishing by lingering in Portugal and the need to be useful fueled William to volunteer for tasks that weren't required of him, his pride uninjured by performing in the the role of a glorified courier. He'd hoped to see the Empress or perhaps the Prince Consort, but for that purpose, his visit to the Palácio do Correio-Mor proved fruitless and William was left instead to appreciate the decadence in which the Roman Empire had been placed during their stay in Portugal.

It was during this appreciation that William discovered that while the initial subject of his visit was absent, the trip wasn't without a familiar face to see - or in this case, a familiar cascade of shockingly bright hair that put the Plantagenet family to shame. Since the Princess didn't seem to be disposed in any way greater than staring into the distance, William only took a moment's pause before moving in her direction. "Does the horizon call to you, your Highness?" He asked, voice raised so that she would hear his words despite the space lingering between them. "You face in the direction of your home, perhaps you feel sick for it?"

[ofshiraz]

@emiliaofaustria it got better

[albertofaustria]

closed for: @emiliaofaustria​

setting: the iberian feast

the pageant was about as overwhelming as expected and after a couple hours of asinine small talk with distant portuguese relatives, the archduke was desperate to find a familiar face. luckily the princess emilia’s ginger hair stood out in the crowd and he thought it would do well to check up on her. she was a passionate young woman but albert often thought she was somewhat reckless and he’d taken to worrying though, in all fairness, he’d been a worrier for most of his life. 

“princess emilia,” he greeted with a bow of his dark head, “might i ask you to rescue me before my mother’s cousins start chattering about politics once more? frankly, i’d much rather hear one of your exciting tales so let us drink and be merry.”

[meleksvltan]

@emiliaofaustria  asked  :  ✿

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other .

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other .

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other .

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other .

[devidaure]

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sleep headcanon 

Lucrezia offered little toward the traditions of beauty routines, since her only maternal figure passed when she was but three years old. So she does not go to sleep with oils and balms, but instead turns to wash her face with water every other night. In terms of how she sleeps, Lucrezia’s sleep is often broken by an overworking mind. Almost every evening she dreams of the heightened screams of her brothers - imagined screams pitched by her thoughts since she had never seen her brothers slain on the battlefield. She tosses and turns, her blankets thrown from one side of the room to another. This lack of sleep only leaves Lucrezia hot-headed and frustrated. But she is well used to playing an act for the audience, and so she survives. 

[vasilyofbezukhov]

What do they think of creation? Do they believe in evolution or do they believe in God? What is their religion like?

Vasily has no idea what he believes in. There are days when he believes only in himself and does as he pleases without fear of consequence, but should something truly horrible happen the first this he would probably do is pray to God for help, and just as easily curse Him if he didn't’ receive it, as it’s someone else to blame other than himself for his misfortune. He does as most do for fear of being ostracized but genuinely hasn’t ever given thought to how the world came to be, not finding it to be something that matters.

[rosalindinwaiting]

Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? How do they handle big crowds of people?

Rosalind is an ambivert. She is well versed in being agreeable for parties and among people, using her well crafted social skills to charm and impress, and doesn’t feel any anxiety in crowds or being the center of attention, often enjoying it, actually. However, she deeply appreciates her alone time and doesn’t take the moments for granted when she doesn’t have to be the ‘proper lady’ everyone wants or expects her to be.

[dilshah]

@emiliaofaustria​  sent  :  ☯  – (likes/dislikes headcannon)

          dilşah has a tendency to make it doubly clear when she dislikes something–– though she often reserves her fondness for something for herself. she doesn’t want to be regarded or seen as overly emotive, and is rather partial to the english ideal of a ‘stiff upper-lip’: unmovable in the face of both adversity and affection. it is simply how she operates, and is not necessarily indicative of coldness, a lack of sensitivity, or anything of the sort, being as she is both private and extraordinarily reserved. in the company of those whom she holds dear, she is significantly warmer (though, historically, it takes her a long while to warm to anyone ...  including her dear nehir.) 

things dilşah adores: warm weather, breakfast foods, dresses with trains that span for miles with luxurious taffetas and priceless silks, floral teas, red rubies, grapefruit and pomegranate, the ripples a swan makes as it cuts through a pond as still as glass, mythology, a rough sea. things dilşah dislikes: the winter, loud chewers, those who talk over her, bitter ales, blasphemy, fear itself, and insects. 

[williamoflancaster]

Date: July 17th, 1458 Location: Palácio do Correio-Mor For: @emiliaofaustria

The last time William attempted this visit, he’d gotten thoroughly distracted by the sound of a child’s cry and William hadn’t managed to fulfill his original objective, but thankfully it wasn’t something that was time sensitive. Even now, William wasn’t certain if he would manage to achieve his goal and not just because there was a change he would run into Lucca.

Considering that Emilia was... well, Emilia (meaning a princess, social, pretty, and unwed), William wouldn’t be surprised in the least if she was busy or absent from the palácio when he made his second attempt at keeping his promise and visiting. Certainly, he could have written ahead, sent a letter to confirm and yet William didn’t bother with such a thing. It felt too personal while stopping by was incidental and not something that he thought Emilia would take as rude. Perhaps it was a risk, but it worked out for him as an inquiry was all it took for a servant to lead him through the palácio and announce his presence, the sight of the sunlight catching in her hair making him smile.

“Sorry for the delay in visiting, Princess, but I have a treat that I hope will make up for it,” William said, realizing that if the servant hadn’t announced him, he would have been fine to lean against the doorway and observe her, see how long it took for her to notice him.

[ofshiraz]

🍎

this  may  be  extremely  foolish ,  but  zeynab  wishes  for  someone  who  would  give  her  the  kind  of  fairytale ,  romantic  love  she  has  always  dreamed  of .  so  yes  ─  the  thing  she  wishes  existed  is  a  man  who  would  sweep  her  off  her  feet .  she  hasn’t  found  anyone  who  would  fit  that  bill  quite  yet ,  perhaps  because  of  her  high  expectations .  she’s  still  young ,  however ,  and  there’s  still  time . . .

[basturkish]

@emiliaofaustria​  sent  :  If your character was allowed to murder one person without any consequences, who would that person be and why?

           The  obvious  answer  here  is,  of  course,  the  eldest  Sehzade  ––  but  that’s  too  easy.  So,  we’ll  go  for  the  root  of  the  problem:  Nehir.   Without  his  mother’s  backing,  he  feels  like  the  likely  heir  would  be  without  a  pot  to  piss  in.  And,  when  the  metaphorical  music  ends  and  all  he  has  is  sisters  gathered  around  him,  his  claim  to  the  throne  would  be  inevitably  weakened  by  the  younger  son’s  vitality.  This  is  but  a  chimerical  dream  for  the  Vizier;  Iskender  is  still,  ostensibly,  in  his  prime,  and  in  spite  of  Yazid’s  misgivings  toward  Nehir,  there  are  more  important  matters  (such  as  the  alliance  with  the  West)  for  him  to  stick  his  nose  into  before  squabbling  over  matters  of  succession  that  will,  ultimately,  pan  out  however  they  do.

[allfcnso]

@emiliaofaustria  sent  :  💛

fmk  #random  edition  

FUCK  :   adalsinda  MARRY  :   apollonia.  awk.  KILL  :    hurrem

[theprincessaaliyah]

👁‍🗨

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

Parties and large social gatherings.

Aaliyah pretty much despises parties. She’s young and very attached to her faith and the preaching of it that suggests modesty, and too often at parties she bares witness to drunkenness and fornication.  She is also expected to act within her title to great lengths, which she does without complaint but dislikes being ogled and standing around saying and doing nothing beyond being showed off. She pretends to be enjoying herself and the conversation being had with her but behind her convincing smile she’s desperate to leave.

[ofcxterina]

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▼ - childhood headcanon

caterina’s childhood was happy and idyllic, filled with family and love. she was her father’s only girl, and that was a fact that she abused a lot to her own advantage. she was always expected to do her studies and spend the time learning how to be a proper lady, but she’d speed through those lessons as fast as she could so that later she could be let loose to explore the extensive gardens or play hide and seek in the tombs. 

not only did she have an outpouring of love from her parents, she also had numerous siblings and cousins to play with, so she was never really bored for a second. though the little medici was always under a protective eye while in the streets of florence, they were also her own personal play area and by the time she was twelve she could duck and weave around the alleys like she’d been born on the streets. she was bright, inquisitive, and always a trouble maker, some traits that have followed her into adulthood.

[rosalindinwaiting]

📝

Dearest Diary,

I took a long walk today on my own through a garden, wanting time alone to tend to my own thoughts. I am no fancier of romance, but on my walk I happened across young lovers. I must admit, I felt...something. It was not envy, but I feel as though it was something akin to that. I watched them in secret, though I know that I shouldn’t have as it was a private moment. I watched as their fingers intertwined and they locked each other in a passionate embrace. I watched on and their whispered words and soft giggling could faintly be heard, though what they said, I could not say. It seemed like something indulgent, really... To have such love and to display it like fine dress, but they were not in the public eye faulting it. It was just for them.

I felt suddenly very confused. I wondered, dear diary, what the point of something was that you only had for some one person but not for others to see. What value comes from such actions? I felt very lost trying to understand the value in something that cannot be bought. My mother would say it is because I haven’t ever allowed myself to fall in love and feel those feelings, but how can you give yourself to someone that way for nothing? Is the purpose of everything we do not to gain something from it?

And yet, I found myself wondering to, what such love must feeling like. What does love taste like? What might the lips of another taste like? What does it feel like to be in such an embrace? Like silk on your skin? Might it taste like honey on your tongue? What is so special about the love between two bodies that people desire it so much? That people give so much to have it and risk shame and poverty for it? What is so wonderful about it that people are willing to give into it when they know that losing it will break their heart? I doubt I will ever know, but frankly, dairy, I’m not sure I ever want to.

[williamoflancaster]

@emiliaofaustria