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Stanley Kubrick, Couple on a subway, 1946.

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If you’re pining you need to stop and pick a different tree. You know, spruce it up a little

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Recently discovered portrait of Princess Mary, the future Queen Mary I of England which has been attributed to be painted by Susannah Horenbout in c.1546.

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And if I made Mary marry Henry Howard and cheat on him with Chapuys. What then.

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The Mary/Chapuys thesis has to do with the fact that they met when she was barely a pubescent and she relied on him most when she was in her late teens. She's the same age as his son, right? Super fucked up. But history doesn't wait for anyone, so of course their relationship doesn’t end there, with her dying before her mid twenties and allowing him to keep her in his mind as this distant idol of frustrated desire. That would be too easy. Once Mary regains her status and reaches adulthood, she remains an unwed young lady (gasp) throughout all of the contention of the next decade, and she’s a princess again. She’s got power and energy and friends again. So her psychological dependence on Chapuys fractures, and his paternal protectiveness over her is subverted. Suddenly, she’s the one who’s got social dominance over him. Freaks!!!

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this hit me like a truck

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I think about Jane being buried beside Henry VIII , probably against her will and never to be apart from him, the man who killed her, and it makes me very sad. He essentially used her body in life and decided what was done with it in death

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Lilit Lesser as Lady Mary Tudor Wolf Hall: The Mirror and The Light | Episode one 'Wreckage'

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Mary riding Jane's own pony to see the infant Edward VI after his mother's death = that scene at the end of Steel Magnolias where the little blonde boy who's mother died birthing him runs into the arms of his mourning grandma.

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Nothing to do, no where to go - Roman Badusov

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Chapuys congratulating Mary after Fitzroy died and admitting to it in his own documents. Lmao. He is so dude she lets watch her shower coded.

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Anne of Cleves (details, 1539) Hans Holbein the Younger

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January 25th 1533, 1208 days before May 17th 1536 - King Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn wed in secret

"Anne's final legacy is one of which she would have been entirely unaware. Although Anne can never have realised, she was to be only the second wife of England's most married monarch. When Anne met Henry he had been married to Catherine of Aragon, a foreign princess, for many years and Henry's marital career was entirely conventional. Henry and Catherine had no son and, after Catherine's death he would have been expected to quickly remarry, perhaps to a French princess or another lady of the imperial family. Anne Boleyn changed all this. By insisting on marriage and driving Henry onwards, she broadened the king's horizons. Marriage to Anne showed Henry the possibility of choosing his own wife from amongst the noblewomen of his court. The marriage also showed other women, most notably Jane Seymour, the possibility of becoming a second Anne Boleyn. More pertinently, the break with Rome gave Henry the ability to rid himself of wives quickly and easy whenever he saw fit. Thanks to Anne, Henry never found himself married to another Catherine of Aragon clinging determinedly to her position. Instead Henry was able to change his wife whenever the mood suited him. This was the work of Anne Boleyn although she can never have expected or wanted it." - Elizabeth Norton, "Anne Boleyn: Henry VIII's Obsession"

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Based and Bluff King Halpilled (fails to realize that aversion to sexual deviancy is a deviancy in and of itself)

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SUMMER, 1524/SUMMER, 2018 - GEORGE BOLEYN AND JANE PARKER GET ENGAGED.

"Who's she?"

George can answer the question himself, but his father will do it better. A hefty, round faced girl with a broad nose and pockmarked skin, long dark braids whipping water about her shoulders as she emerges from the water. A strapless silver-blue swimsuit clings to her wet skin, her belly spilling over the waistband, a silver ring catching the sun on her sternum. Thomas' head quirks up from his book.

"That's..." He regards her from behind his sunglasses. "...Henry Parker's daughter. The poet from Bristol, you've met him once or twice."

George hums. Mary doesn't do redeye flights, so she got in after them, late last night - they shared a quick hug in the hallway before she and her entourage went to sleep, not much time for him to take stock of the girls she brought along. Glancing over his shoulder, he spots her taking shots of Blue Chair Bay at the bar, just far enough that he's too lazy to go fetch her and request she introduce him to her friend. Anne would probably be happy to, but they left her back at the hotel, rounding off the spat she and Henry got into last night: something about the face she made when Magic Mike's Last Dance came on TV, how it soured her poor bedraggled husband's mood.

Part of him wishes he'd stayed behind with her, but it quiets when he lays eyes on Parker's daughter. She's trying to get back to shore, but the current keeps tossing her this way and that, sending her stumbling back into the waves, cackling all the while. He's got half a mind to muss his hair, walk in and lead her out by the hand, but he kills the idea. It's a fine line between gentlemanly and condescending. She finds her way to land eventually, shaking her hair dry like a dog. Her thighs are strong, ridged with cellulite, brown skin coated with sand from ankles to knees

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Do you remember that time Channel 5 had their black Anne Boleyn sexually assault Jane Seymour on screen and when people pointed out how racist the scene was that little clique of white thirty somethings obsessed with the cottage industry of media about Anne Boleyn turned around and accused the show’s critics of being racist for refusing to clap for such an ugly lil bit of pseudo-minstrelsy? Cus I remember.