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amiraofcordoba·:

Starter for: anyone

Date: June 19, 1458

Settings: Opening feast in Lisbon

Amira had never been the type of person who much cared for events some of these. She found her time much better served in solitude, enjoying some peace and quiet with her books, or some other such thing. She had also never cared much to watch the gathering of people around her growing drunk and unruly - and so as the night progressed, she had escaped to the gardens of the Estaus Palace for fresh air and an escape from the noise. Even in the starlight, the flowers and plants fascinated her, Amira taking her time to study the petals of one bloom before she realized that she was not alone. 

“It is a beautiful place,” she offered by way of polite conversation before pointing to the flower she was studying. “They call this the yellowbeard iris. Lovely, isn’t it? I am glad we have been granted peace, so that we might enjoy such beauty.” She glanced back at her companion, smoothing her skirt. “Was I rude to leave? I needed a few moments to gather my thoughts.”

what  she  wouldn’t  do  for  that  boy  ?  

the  feast  was  an  event  that  giuliana  was  eager  to  participate.  she  wasn’t  an  extroverted  person  ----  she  only  learned  how  to  control  her  feelings  of  insecurity  ----  and  when  her  brother  asked  with  his  pleading  eyes  if  she  could  accompanies  him  in  a  quest  into  the  gardens,  giuliana  accepted  without  thinking  twice.  he  was  such  a  dear  boy,  always  polite  and  amiable,  but  he  was  young.  she  couldn’t  understand  why  her  step-mother  needed  to  bring  him  to  such  an  event  ----  giulia  was  able  to  represent  milan.  

but  the  breeze  was  welcomed  with  a  soft  smile  on  her  lips,  while she watched  him running  and  showing  her  the  things  he  found. however,  a woman  caught  her  attention. giuliana  was  curious  to  know  what  she  doing ----  what  was  she  doing  ?  giulia  was  taken aback  when  the  when  the unknown  woman  actually  spoke  with  her.  yet,  a  polite  smile took  its  place on  her  face.  ❛  i’ve  never  heard  of them.  but  i  must  agree  with  you,  they are  lovely.  ❜  she  hummed  in agreement,  turning  her  eyes  back  to  the  tree  her  brother was inspecting.  ❛  i  don’t  think  so,  my  lady.  see,  me  and  my  brother  here  were  bored back  in  the  festivity.  don’t  get  me  wrong,  the bragança  house  made  a  magnificent  work,  but sometimes  we  need  some  time  away  from  agglomerations.  ❜

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rosalindinwaiting·:

Her position was demanding at times, this was true, but that didn’t mean that Rosalind didn’t find time to herself on occasion to enjoy the simpler things that life had to offer. Today, and the sun seemed to be on it’s best behavior, resulting in the most present weather, Rosalind had decided to entertain herself in the privacy of her own company. The gardens would have been her first choice, but as they were a popular spot due to their beauty, and Rosalind with desiring peace and quiet, she decided to stroll, not only to familiarize herself with her surroundings, but to stay in good health. After a good stretching of her legs, she found herself in seeming seclusion, luck on her side as an idle bench sat beckoning her to sit and rest to which Rosalind happily accepted.

For a moment, she swore she could have dozed off to the warm and gentle breeze brushing against her cheeks, but it wasn’t meant to be. Though it felt like no time had passed at all, some much have, and with it, bringing intruders to her peace. The harsh clanking startled her, wondering if someone had chosen there of all places to engage in swordplay. Before she could find out for herself, she noticed a figure approach from the corner of her eye.

“What is that undesirable racket?” She asked as she rose from her seat.

to  wander  walls  was  a  thing  that  giuliana  made  as  a  routine  ----  sometimes  there  wasn’t  much  things  to  do  in  the  sforza  castle  than  just  walk.  and  she  did  that  as  a  routine.  she  never  thought  lisbon  to  be  different  ----  her  presence  in  meetings  wasn’t  (  and  never  was  )  required,  and  her  uncle  were  nowhere  to  be  found.  giulia  thought  to  seek  the  company  of  her  baby  brother  ----  he  reminded  her  so  much  of  carlo.  not  in  appearance  as  carlo  looked  so  much  like  their  mother,  while  her  newest  siblings  looked  like  his.  it  left  a  bitter  flavour  on  her  mouth  ----  he  was  such  an  angelic  being,  all  smiles  and  kind  laughs  where  his  mother  was  the  complete  opposite.  the  duchess  regent  were  nothing  more  than  a  spawn  of  lucifer  in  giuliana’s  eyes.  

and  that’s  why  she  didn’t  seek  her  brother’s  company,  instead  going  to  the  gardens.  

she  wasn’t  impressed  by  them.  the  milanese  ones  were  so  held  so  much  more  beauty  to  them,  an  elegance  which  wasn’t  present  in  the  portuguese  ones.  she  knew  that  the  fault  were  of  her  grandfather,  the  first  sforza  duke.  giulia  didn’t  knew  him  in  person.  he  died  before  giuliana  was  born,  but  stories  about  his  greatness  and  passion  for  the  beautiful  were.  she  often  wondered  what  would  happen  if  her  grandfather  were  alive  when  the  plague  came  ----  would  he  also  blame  her  for  the  sforza’s  downfall  ?  

her  steps  were  slow  and  smooth  ----  she  didn’t  want  to  be  noticed. giuliana  wasn’t  in  no  mood  for  courtesies.  she  was  growing  tired  of it,  but when  necessary,  her  sacchires  smiles  found  their  place  on  her  rosy  lips. sighing,  she  turned  her  head  in  the  direction  she  heard  an unknown  voice that,  probably,  spoke  to  her.  ❛   just  some  children  playing, my  lady.  if  this  pleases  you,  i  can  tell  them  to  try  to  be  more  quiet.  ❜  she  didn’t smile  ----  but her  words  were  far  from  rude.

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❝ ⤚⟶ EUROPE, 1458. thanks is given by the LADY OF MILAN, 𝐆𝐈𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐙𝐀, from THE ITALIAN STATES. they are at best DIPLOMATIC, and at their worst MELANCHOLIC. whilst abroad, their ambition is to SECURE A MORE BENEFICIAL  BETROTHAL THAN HER PREVIOUS ONE AND GATHER ALLIES TO MILAN TO ASSIST HER YOUNGER BROTHER INSTEAD OF HIS MOTHER. SHE seems to remind everyone of KATHRYN NEWTON & 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 & 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒. ❞ 

hi, hello ! i’m livvy and very excited to be here. i present to you lady giuliana sforza, the personification of byronism before it even existed. i’m sorry for my dramatic ass, i have a pisces moon. anyways, i’m down to every kind of plot you guys can throw at me, so please reach me at discord ( a mimir#2252 ) or here for the fun stuff to start ! 

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

what are some potential plotlines you are interested in pursuing?

giuliana seeks a better match for herself than the venetian ambassador ---- a foreign prince, or if she’s feeling bold enough, someone from the east. this is guided by her childish side ---- she wants to show him that’s she’s better without him and venice. yet, is she truly willing to leave milan and the italian states, behind ? giuliana is all about words ---- but when the time comes, will she be prepared ? as cliche as it sounds, i want her to be engaged to someone far away from her homeland, from her culture and religion. on the surface, she’ll accept it with a smile on her face, but in the inside, she’ll not know what to do and i want to explore it. 

another plot that i want to pursue is her relationship with her uncle and step-mother. she loves her baby brother but she hates his mother ---- she sees her a some kind of witch, the only one that can be guilty for her miserable feelings. she’ll try to plot with her uncle to put him ( or even herself, if he doesn’t agree ) as the regent for her brother. yet, i would want them to reconcile ---- we don’t face the duchess regent, but from what i’ve read of her bubble, she doesn’t have anything agaisnt giuliana, and honestly, the only one to be guilty, is her father. but she doesn’t see it like that and blames the poor woman for everything that happened to her. 

Expand on this character’s connections with two other roles.

the venetian ambassador: someone that giuliana once thought she loved, the venetian ambassador was a man of her father’s choice ---- and that made her more than happy. she saw, with the engagement, that her father still cared for her and for her future. and giuliana sunk on this relationship with her everything, writing letters to her future husband, day dreaming about their wedding and sighing when his name was brought in conversations. yet, with galeazzo’s death, the betrothal fell with it, and that was what really hurted. for a while, she hated him. she thought that everything was his fault and that he didn’t wanted to marry her ---- but she with time, she understood that her feelings weren’t reciprocated as she thought they were. and giuliana hated herself for falling into his honey words. 

the milanese ambassador: the one that took the paternal figure on her life after the plague, giuliana wants nothing more to see him guiding milan before her brother is of age to do so. after the death of her siblings, giuliana grew closer to him ---- after all, he didn’t look at her with bitter eyes and never thought that she was guilty by all the his life’s tragedies. the count of pavia is the one that the lady sforza seeks guidance and instruction from, and she hopes that he’ll indulge on her upcoming plans for their mother land. 

𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐒.

giuliana’s life had been a blessing for some years --- a part of the great house of sforza that inherited the duchy of milan though the marriage, she had been just a small piece for ten years. yet, when the plague affected the milanese lands, it also took giuliana’s mother and siblings, leaving only the young girl and her bitter father, the duke galeazzo sforza, that refused to look at her eyes for many years. why she was the only one alive ? maybe the almighty had bigger plans for her life, but she didn't understand them. at such a tender age and a burden too heavy for her shoulders, giuliana thought that milan was hers ---- she wasn’t a greedy girl, but she was the heir. yet, when her father announced his new wedding, she was left speachless. it was the first of her big disappointments, after all. giuliana was the perfect heiress ---- eloquent, well educated, gracious. why she couldn’t be it, then ? 

however, the birth of her brother softened her heart. he was such a cute thing, but the greedy hands of his mother were always on him, and the bitter eyes of her father always on her back. her engagement to the venetian ambassor brought some happiness to her life ---- she thought it was love at first, but nothing at her life was made because of noble feelings. with the end of it, giuliana changed. her smiles are fewer than it used to be, and her personal feelings were long forgotten. everything she does is for the sake of milan and the house of sforza --- a better match, allies, and putting her uncle as the regent. she is blind by the prospect of seeing her step-mother out of her family’s seat, and her actions are guided by it. giuliana thought that she would be more sorrowful with duke galeazzo’s death. by the lack of emotion on her graceful features, rumors started to be spread by her step-mother’s supporters: was the milanese heiress, with her angelic features and sacchire words, that killed the once so healthy duke ? 

once a lively and bright girl, giuliana was known for her kind smiles and soft words, always ready to please her companions. she wished for nothing more than to be acknowledge by her father and his court. she spent nights reading and studying diplomacy and languages ---- she wanted to be useful to milan. it wasn’t her fault that her siblings and the heir perished, but she wanted to compensate their deaths by being better than they would ever be. yet, when the duke married a second time, giuliana forgot about that. she felt jealous for a while ---- no one was looking at her, praising her. she wanted their eyes at her again, but knew that such thing could only happen if her step-mother were out of the way. but the love that she started to feel for her younger brother were too much and such plans were forgotten, but now, with a broken betrothal and without a future prospect, giuliana sees the trip to portugal as the reason why god left her alive: she’ll bring riches to milan that her dead father could never imagine and get rid of the influence of her step-mother of milan and of her brother. 

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. 

childhood friends ( open to the italian league or nearby countries, 0/3 ) : giuliana didn’t have many friends growing up —- she was rather quiet and anxious —- but these people crawled their way into her heart, and she’s very thankful for it. they probably know her from a time where her siblings and mother were still alive, and know that, deep inside, she’s still the same dreamy and timid child of that time. they helped her recover from the tragedy, mostly by letters.

western pen-palship ( open to western countries, 0/2 ) : duke galeazzo maria sforza was an ambitious and after the death of his heir, he allowed giuliana to make some matters on her hands. she started a pen-palship with these people of the west, and while they doesn’t know themselves face-to-face, lady sforza consider them them highly and is always eager to receive a letter.

eastern pen-palship ( open to eastern countries, 0/2 ) : lady giuliana is someone fascinated with diplomacy, and encouraged by her father, she started to write for some eastern countries, hoping to find someone that is willing to form a bridge with milan through letters.

roasts him / falls in love ( open to males, 0/1 ) : totally based of this POST, with a vibe of enemies to lovers ? giuliana isn’t the best person to be around if you aren’t her friend, and she can say very rude things, especially if this person says something about milan.

suitors ( open to every suitable male lmao ) : she's searching for someone way better than the venetian ambassador in her eyes, and well, your character is also looking for someone to marry OR your character is looking for someone to marry other character and boom. we can discuss details later, but that’s it.

the muse ( open to everyone ) : giuliana is an italian woman in the middle of the renaissance, and while she’s not so artistic, she’s mesmerized by your muse and wants to paint them. or your character is really an artist and sees in giuliana their ultimate muse.

familial figures ( open to everyone, this girl needs love ) : she lost all of her family when she was ten and her father was bitter than she was the one who survived and not his heir, and she have a deficit of family figures ? mother figures, father figures, siblings figures, just give me everything.

potential allies ( open to everyone ) : giuliana is someone very interested in politics and such, and now with her father’s death and poor ruling ( in her eyes ) of her step-mother, she’s looking for good allies for her homeland. that can be through marriage, trade or military agreements. she wants to see the milanese lands out of the ferrara family hands, and she’ll do anything to achieve that.

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The Great (2020–) season one, episode one

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𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. 

one.  all  i  know  is  my  life  is  gone  —-  introspection.

two.  i  lost  my  dreams  in  this  disaster  —-  character study.

three.  i  said  i  gave  all  my  love  to  you  —-  graphics.

four.  everybody's  got  no  place  to  hide  —-  interactions.

five.  i  had  wandered  these  walls  forever  —-  asks.

six.  you're  the  trigger;  killer;  eye  of  the  storm   —-  face.

seven.  i  close  my  eyes  and  i  see  the  fallen  —-  challenges.

eight.  —-   point  divider.