#princess andrea

[lenniharrisonsims]

Four Year Anniversary Portraits

Moonwood Mill

Villa de Rois

His Sovereign Highness, Hereditary Prince Pierre Biancheri

Full Name:  Pierre Dartagnan Biancheri Title(s): Hereditary Prince of the Principality of Moonwood Mill Nickname(s): N/A Birthday: February 6th Residence(s): Villa des Rois (Moonwood Mill) Previous Names/Titles: Grand Duke of Moonwood Mill Parents: TSH Hereditary Prince Philippe & Princess Caroline Biancheri Spouse: HSH Princess Andrea Biancheri Children: Grand Duchess Martine Graziani, Duke Michel, & Duke Massimo Biancheri

Her Sovereign Highness, Princess Andrea Biancheri

Full Name:  Andrea Anna Jacqueline Biancheri Title(s): Princess Consort of the Principality of Moonwood Mill Nickname(s): N/A Birthday: February 11th Residence(s): Villa des Rois (Moonwood Mill) Previous Names/Titles: Lady Andrea Rinaldi Parents: Duke Alexandre & Duchess Jacqueline Rinaldi of LeGrande Spouse: HSH Hereditary Prince Pierre Biancheri Children: Grand Duchess Martine Graziani, Duke Michel, & Duke Massimo Biancheri

HRH Duke Michel Biancheri

Full Name: Michel Pierre Julien Biancheri Title(s): Royal Duke of the Principality of Moonwood Mill Nickname(s): N/A Birthday: November 27th Residence(s): Villa des Rois (Moonwood Mill) Previous Names/Titles: N/A Parents: TSH Hereditary Prince Pierre & Princess Andrea Biancheri Spouse: N/A Children: N/A

HRH Duke Massimo Biancheri

Full Name: Massimo Andre Frederic Biancheri Title(s): Royal Duke of the Principality of Moonwood Mill Nickname(s): Mimo Birthday: January 25th Residence(s): Villa des Rois (Moonwood Mill) Previous Names/Titles: N/A Parents: TSH Hereditary Prince Pierre & Princess Andrea Biancheri Spouse: N/A Children: N/A

[thegivenchythree]

Andreas Kronthaler for Vivienne Westwood s/s 2024

[pigeon-princess]

This game has my whole heart and I cannot reccomend Pentiment enough🌿

[charlotte-of-wales]

The Monegasque Princely Family support race-winner Charles Leclerc of Monaco and Ferrari on the podium during the F1 Grand Prix of Monaco | May 26, 2024

[petit-papillion]

Charles and Andrea arriving at Suzuka Circuit for Media Day | Japanese Grand Prix | 4 April 2024

📸 leclercsletters

[morsesnotes]

Shaun Evans + kissing

A visualization of my post here.

[joseartcenteno]

Princess Red-rea from Wonderland.

The “Rise of Red” movie has potential, you should check it out.

[royal-confessions]

“it seems like achileas is the only one with a normal relationship. he’s dating a girl in his age range, who was single when they got together and had no prior marriages/divorces. meanwhile constantine dated two recently divorced women, poppy delevgine and now brooks nader and olympia had an affair with a married man. and no, i don’t have a problem w ppl dating divorces, but it is interesting they started dating so close to the divorce.” - Submitted by Anonymous

[geekcavepodcast]

Like Father, Like Daughter - Ellie Dons the Deadpool Suit

Spoilers!

Marvel Comics has revealed that Wade Wilson's Deadpool will meet his end in Deadpool #6 (on sale on September 18, 2024) Wade's daughter Ellie Camacho will then step up as the new Deadpool beginning in Deadpool #7 from writers Cody Ziglar and Alexis Quasarano and artist Andrea Di Vito.

"Wade has fallen, and his daughter Ellie has taken up the mantle! Taskmaster continues her mercenary training, but what she really wants is vengeance. And to get that, she’ll need Princess’ help." (Marvel Comics)

Deadpool #7 goes on sale on October 2, 2024. The issue sports a main cover by Taurin Clarke and a variant and virgin variant covers by Mark Bagley.

(Image via Marvel Comics - Taurin Clarke's Cover of Deadpool #7)

[strawberryfemdoll]

Lesbian Characters Canon

Clawdeen Wolf- Monster High(canon)

Torlalei Stripe- Monster High(Canon)

Adora- She-ra Princess of Power(Canon)

Catra- She-Ra Princess of Power(Canon)

Perfuma- She-ra Princess of Power(Canon)

Scorpia- She-ra Princess of Power(Canon)

Andrea(Andi) Agosti- Rebelde(Canon)

Rue Bennett- Euphoria(nonbinary(Canon)

Amity Blight- The owl house(Canon)

Izzie Taylor- Atypical(Canon)

[lenniharrisonsims]

Three Year Anniversary Portraits!

Moonwood Mill, Part I

Moonwood Palace

Name: Hereditary Prince Pierre Dartagnan Biancheri

Nickname: N/A

Title: Hereditary Prince of Moonwood Mill

Previous Names/ Titles: Grand Duke of Moonwood Mill

Residence(s): Villa des Rois, Moonwood Mill

Parents: King Philippe (Passed) & Queen Caroline Biancheri (Passed)

Spouse: Princess Andrea Biancheri

Children: Grand Duchess Martine Graziani, Duke Michel, & Duke Massimo Biancheri

Name: Princess Andrea Anna Jacqueline Biancheri

Nickname: N/A

Title: Princess Consort of Moonwood Mill

Previous Names/ Titles: Lady Andrea Rinaldi

Residence(s): Villa des Rois, Moonwood Mill

Parents: Alexandre (Passed) & Jacqueline Rinaldi (Passed), Duke & Duchess LeGrande

Spouse: Hereditary Prince Pierre Biancheri

Children: Grand Duchess Martine Graziani, Duke Michel, & Duke Massimo Biancheri

Name: Duke Michel Pierre Julien Biancheri

Nickname: N/A

Title: Duke Michel of Moonwood Mill

Previous Names/ Titles: N/A

Residence(s): Villa des Rois, Moonwood Mill

Parents: Hereditary Prince Pierre & Princess Andrea Biancheri

Spouse: N/A

Children: N/A

Name: Duke Massimo Andre Frederic Biancheri

Nickname: Mimo

Title: Duke Massimo of Moonwood Mill

Previous Names/ Titles: N/A

Residence(s): Villa des Rois, Moonwood Mill

Parents: Hereditary Prince Pierre & Princess Andrea Biancheri

Spouse: N/A

Children: N/A

[punk-63]

[heckcareoxytwit]

Deadpool, Princess and Andi Benton as Silence are fighting off the Zombiotes in New York. Unfortunately, there are too many Zombiotes to fight so they escape to the sewers. Along the way, Deadpool and others reach the Monster Metropolis where they meet Frankenstein's Monster, Manphibian, Zombie, Living Mummy, Man-Thing, Morbius and Jimmy Hudson. Though it's a pity that Shiklah the succubus and Marcus the centaur are absent in this comic.

Venom War: Deadpool #1, 2024

[royalchildreneurope]

For their online Christmas Calendar “Christmas at The Royal House”, The Danish Royal Court released this video of Crown Prince Frederik of Denmark, joined by his children, Prince Christian of Denmark, Princess Isabella of Denmark, Prince Vincent of Denmark and Princess Josephine of Denmark, calling the International Space from Earth to wish astronaut Andreas Mogensen a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year 2024, from at Frederik VIII's Palace at Amalienborg Palace in Copenhagen, Denmark -December 24th 2023.

📷 : Det Danske Kongehus.

[charlotte-of-wales]

Andrea Casiraghi, Tatiana Santo Domingo, Sasha Casiraghi, Charlotte Casiraghi, Raphael Elmaleh, and Princess Alexandra of Hanover attend the qualifying session for the Monaco Grand Prix | May 25, 2024

[feyhunter78]

Among the Sun Ch 20

Description: You and Andreas spend some time together in the gardens before he is due to depart.

Ch 21

“Do you remember when we were younger, and your brother threw a spider into your lap during studies?” Andreas asks, a wide smile on his face, his deep brown skin, tanned further from his day in the sunny western shores of Opzelua glowed in the noonday sun. His curls wild—ruffled by the strong winds of the day—released from the hold he had coaxed them into the night of the ball.

“I remember how you screamed and left me to die alone.” You say, elbowing him sharply when he laughs.

“I was ten, what could you have expected?” His laugh is infectious, coaxing a laugh from you, the frown falling from your lips.

“For you to help me?”

He sighs and shakes his head. “You asked too much of a poor librarian’s nephew.”

You roll your eyes, the wind catching in your hair and lifting a few strands as you knelt down beside a pond, colorful koi fish swimming contently just below the surface. “Ah yes, a poor child who enjoyed the privileges of royalty while mercifully avoiding each and every one of its burdens. What a miserable child you must have been.”

Andreas kneels beside you, taking a bag of pellets from his belt and tossing a few in for the fish. “I did not avoid every burden, I was still married off, just as you were.”

You lean back on your hands, soft grass pillowing your palms, and tilt your face up towards the sky. “I think it is going to rain.”

He looks up as well. “There is not a cloud in the sky—y/n!” He sputters, when you splash him with water, a mischievous smile on your face.

“Was it not you who said it was callous to make light of my situation?” You ask, flinging yourself to the ground when Andreas attempts to splash you back, landing on your side facing him.

“Was it not you who said that you were not caged within your marriage?” He shoots back.

You snort when Andreas joins you on the ground, both sets of your fine clothing being stained by grass. “It is not so bad; the emperor is kind to me.”

“That is good to hear.” He says. His eyes are a dazzling forest green, nearly glowing with a supernatural light, a remnant from his mother’s side of the family.

“I cannot say it is a love like the one shared between you and your late wife, but it is beginning to sprout. Perhaps in time it will bloom.” You pick at a blade of grass, holding it up and watching as the wind takes it.

“You do not wish for love like mine, love in great measure brings grief in equal.” Andreas says, his eyes downcast, his voice soft, mournful, ripped away by the wind.

“My friend…” You reach out and squeeze his shoulder. “I mourn your loss as well, do not shoulder it alone, I am here for you, share it with me.”

Andreas rolls onto his back, eyes closed against the sun. “Myra was beautiful, kind beyond measure, brilliant beyond boast, and a wonderful companion. Never did a morn come, I did not thank the gods that she was beside me, that she chose me . A foreign born, former servant, with nothing to offer her beside my utter devotion.”

“But she did choose you.” You say, smiling sadly at the way he fidgeted with his fingers. A trait you picked up from him, a clear, subconscious sign of difficulty speaking, of vulnerability.

“She did, she could have had anyone, and yet she chose me. She loved me, accepted my devotion and in return catapulted me to power. Though I would have taken her if dowry was nothing but a snippet of her voice, a fleeting touch of her hands, a glimpse of her smile. She could have had nothing, and I would have considered myself a richer man than any king.”

You bite your lip, tears pricking at the back of your eyes. Andreas always spoke so eloquently but his inflection, the way he weaved his words together, spoke volumes of his adoration for his late wife.

“I do not think I shall ever love again, how can I, when my heart is entombed in stone along with my dearest light?” He takes a deep shuttering breath, and you are aware of what he must say next.

“You do not have to speak of it if you truly do not wish to.” You tell him, lying on your back as well, giving him further privacy, so he no longer had to feel your eyes on him.

“It was late at night, we had been riding all day, a wolf ran out into the road lunged at her horse, scared it. It took off running, and I gave chase, shouting her name, but something had happened, and it tripped, sent her tumbling off. The healers said she died quickly, painlessly, a broken neck, it was a clean break, nothing compared to the violent shattering of my heart.”

You choke back a sob, heavy grief for your friend, for yourself, for everyone you have lost, for everyone Andreas has lost begins piling onto your chest like great boulders. You are glad when clouds began to cover the sky, a gloomy atmosphere felt more respectful to the tale your dearest friend was telling.

“I must admit, I went quite mad with grief. Ordered every wolf in the vicinity hunted down, brought their pelts to her side. I do not know whether I wished to show her I had avenged her, or if it was some kind of twisted offering, but I could do nothing else. She was the one I wished to turn to, who I wished would comfort me, and she was gone. Now I must live on, for the sake of her people, her child.”

“You have a child?” You manage to ask, voice all but swallowed by a clap of thunder.

“A son, Leon, he is a bright boy, happy, loved, he is in the care of his grandmother while I am here. I will depart tonight to be reunited with him.” Andreas sits up and gives you, his hand.

You take it, tears slipping down your face mixing with the rain. “I am overjoyed to hear you have a small spot of brightness within your gloom.”

He nods, a weak but true smile on his face. “I will have his portrait sent to you, perhaps the Princess Gabrielle will find him suitable in the future.”

“Your schemes grow bolder with age, I see.” You laugh, but you know Andreas can see through your bravado.

“Y/N, there is no shame in grief, have you even mourned the life you once had?”

You stand with his assistance, the air thick with rain. “What is there to mourn?”

He squeezes your hand. “Your stubbornness grows with age as well.”

“I have mourned, I ensure you.” You have, you have mourned your life many times over, but it does you no good to dwell on it.

“Then why are you crying?”

You give him a watery laugh. “I am crying for you, my dearest friend who has lost the love of his wife, do you think me so selfish your story would not move me to tears?”

He hugs you, a warm, strong hug, filled with childhood memories and shared grief. “I would never think you selfish, I only thought you had outgrown such a phase. You cannot continue always crying for others y/n, or you will run out of tears.”

You cried as Miguel took you from your home, as he held you impossibly tight as he slept, the wind beating the canvas walls, you cried when he locked you in your first chambers, then you did not cry again, but now? Now you sob into Andreas’ chest because you grieve for him, for his son, and you grieve for your life before, for your mother who was left alone with the bodies of your family and a frightened kingdom. You cry for the young y/n, and the young Miguel, who did not know how their lives would unravel.

“My Lady, the emperor wishes to see you in his study.” Peter, Miguel’s third in command, says, his face cherry red as if he walked in on you and Andreas bare and intertwined.

You release Andreas. “You will write to me, yes, when you return home?”

“Of course, and you must reply, or I will assume you’ve been held hostage and mount a rescue.” He gives you one last smile, then makes his way back into the palace.

You watch over your shoulder as he goes, you both are walking in opposite directions, backs to each other, and you raise your face to the sky once more, letting the rain wash away your tears. You are on separate paths, but your staring points will always remain the same, tethered together by homelands, by grief.

“I will assume that encounter was perfectly honorable, as you seem a woman who wishes to keep her life.” Peter jests, giving you a playful smile.

“It was.” You do not have the energy for Peter’s boyish enthusiasm. Grief has sapped the strength from your bones, and you wish to rest.

“Pray the emperor believes you as well.”

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