#| l. medici ➸ i can say that I can change the world —— ⊰ v: king in all but name ⊱

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@letempsrevient​  liked for a thing 

           A hood covered his features as he entered The Dove, not quite fitting his taste of taverns-- but a Medici did not usually associate themselves with such places anyway, thus he took great care in conceiling his face. He spotted a table by the fireplace where he could comfortably view the front door and whomever crossed it, taking a few decicive strides towards it. It was then that another figure bumped against him, his hood almost draping to his shoulders as he sharply turned his head to gaze at them.    “  I could never thought I would see you in here.   ”

[feigndglory-blog]

(   this  is  how  i  walk  into  my  house .   )        what’s  up  fuckers  !?          -     i  try  to  be  funny  &  reference  vines  as  much  as  possible  to  seem  Cool  &  Hip .     okay ,  moving  on ,  i’m  loey  &  i’m  just  a  small  town  girl  livin’  in  a  lonely  world .     sadly ,  i  didn’t  take  the  midnight  train  goin’  anywhere .     i’ll  stop  with  the  references  but  i  honestly  can’t  help  myself   --   it’s  1am  while  i’m  writing  this  &  there’s  no  stopping  me  once  i  start  typing .     so  before  this  little  intro  before  the  intro  gets  too  long        (   it  already  has ,   loey ,  you  dumbo .   )        i’d  like  to  tell  you  that     everything  will  be  under  the  cut  !      trigger  warning    :    murder .     &  i  would  like  to  apologize  those  who  are  mobile  because     this  will  probably  be  long     because  i  have  a  lot  to  say  about  my  new  found  love  of  the  portuguese  renaissance  &  the  braganza  house .

☆   ━  ━        OUT  OF  THE  WAY  !      can’t  you  see     TEODÓSIO  I  OF  BRAGANZA ,  the     duke  of  portugal     coming  this  way ?      i  hear  he  is   EDUCATED ,  but  also   SHORT - TEMPERED .     he  seems  to  remind  everyone  of    crumbling architecture ,   the harsh change from black to white ,  &  the faint smell of foreign spices .     hopefully  one  day  he  will  succeed  in  his  ambition  to   travel  across  the  seas  to  go  see  brazil  &  other  foreign  countries ,   but  then  again ,   the  court  is  a  dangerous  place .     one  can  only  hope   HE   will  keep   HIS   head      .  .  .

okay  imma  be  upfront  &  personal  with  y’all  for  like  two  seconds  so  bare  with  me .     i  fucking  love  history .     i  love  everything about  history  ,  well ,  not   EVERYTHING   but  close  enough  to  the  point  where  i  literally  told  my  friend  to  send  me  the  link  to  this  roleplay  when  she  said  it  was  history  based  royalty .     i’ll  have  you  know  that  the  habsburg  family  owns  my  heart  while  the  de  medici  family  owns  my  ass .     &  please ,  keep  in  mind  that  this  is  1am  me  writing  this ,  i  am  not  sound  of  mind .     okay ,  on  with  the  show  &  my  little  precious  baby  named  teodósio .

ABOUT   TEODOSIO  I   SPECIFICALLY

first  thing  out  of  the  gate   :   this  little  shit  is  known  to  be  the   PERSONIFICATION  OF  THE  PORTUGUESE  RENAISSANCE  !     did  you  know  that  ?     because  i  sure  didn’t .

i’m  being  so  serious  right  now  !     like  that  was  his  legacy  &     i’m  so  proud  of  him .

he’s  also  known  as  a   PRINCE   of  the  renaissance

his   full  name  including  the  titles   is   :   dom.  teodósio  i  of  braganza ,  twelfth  count  of  barcelos ,  ninth  count  of  orurém ,  sixth  count  of  arraiolos  &  neiva ,  fifth  duke  of  braganza ,  &  fourth  marquis  of  vila  viçosa .

(   please  don’t  ask  me  why  they  had  to  add  the  numbers  idk   )

he  was  supposed  to  also  be  duke  of  guimarães  but  he  ceded  that  title  to  give  to  his  brother - in - law  infante  duarte  i  aviz  of  portugal        (   who  was  the  sixth  son  of  king  manuel  i  of  portugal  &  maria  of  aragon   )

it  was  for  his  sister’s  dowry

is     in  laws  with  the  holy  roman  emperor  charles  v     which  is  nice  to  know

he’s  a     very  educated ,  scholarly  man     who  much  prefers  sophisticated  talk  to  rumors  &  gossip

(   that  doesn’t  mean  he  won’t  say   NO   to  not  knowing   )

a  patron  of  the  arts

has  a     huge  love    for  painting  &  sculpture

his  favorite  artists  are  jorge  afonso ,  gregorio  lopes ,  &  vasco  fernandes

he  doesn’t  particularly  have  a  favorite  sculptor  so  he’ll  talk  about  a  lot  of  them ,  but  mainly   :   alonso  berruguete  &  donatello

he  does  have  a  short  temper  though .     he  doesn’t  care  for  illogical  decisions  or  those  made  based  on  emotions

which  is  kind  of  a  hypothetical  way  to  thinking  because  he’s  all  for  new ,  higher  ways  of  thinking  &  likes  to  expand  on  it

comes  from  money  &  he  knows  it

also  may   or  may  not   have  pledged  his  allegiance  to  the  king  manuel  i  of  portugal  to  keep  said  wealth  because  that’s  his  uncle  &  teo’s  dad        (   jaime   )        may   or  may  not   have  been  banished  for  a  short  period  of  time  because  jaime’s  dad  was  executed  for  high  treason  against  king  john  ii  of  portugal  then  the  throne  was  passed  to  king  manuel  i  &  demanded  loyalty  from  jaime  in  order  to  restore  the  house  of  braganza

these  things  happen ,  it’s  fine

his  mom        (   leonor  pérez  de  guzmán ,  daughter  of  juan  alfonso  pérez  de  guzmán   )        was  murdered  on  the     suspicion  of  adultery     when  he  was  nine  years  old  so  that’s  nice

*      P E R S O N A L I T Y        :        he  is  a     very  smart  man  ,  he  knows  the  ins  &  outs  of  court  &   uses  it  to  his  advantage  .     he  is  very  educated  in  a  lot  of  ways  &  excels  in  finding  out  how  to  use  someone’s  weakness  against  them .     he’s     very  good  at  not  getting  caught    &  does  cover  up  his  tracks .     he  also  has  a  love  for  the  extravagant  &  richer  side  of  life   :   takes  pride  in  being  surrounded  in  the  most  exquisite  things .     he’s  rather  cheerful  &  talkative ,  enjoys  being  with  others  as  much  as  possible .     teodósio  is     hard  to  cross     but  when  you  do ,  he’s  a  grudge  holder  &  will  be  cold  towards  you .     he  never  forgets  a  face  even  though  he  will  forget  the  name  belonging  to  it .

JUST  A  LITTLE  INFORMATION  ON  THE HOUSE  OF  BRAGANZA

the  most  serene  house  of  braganza      --      coat  of  arms

parent  house   :   portuguese  house  of  burgundy  by  way  of  the  house  of  aviz

founder   :   afonso  i ,  duke  of  braganza

afonso  i  was  the     illegitimate  son     of  king  john  i  of  portugal

his  father  valued  him  a  lot  &  let  him  have  the  title

because  of  this  it  granted  a  high  seat  in  the  portuguese  court

the  braganzas  were     one  of  the  wealthiest  &  most  powerful  noble  houses     of  the  iberian  peninsula

the  house  had  produced  15  portuguese  monarchs  &  4  brazilian  monarchs ,  numerous  consorts  to  various  european  kingdoms ,  &  numerous  other  notable  figures

everyone  who  belonged  in  the  house  grew  up  with  a     very  privileged  life     along  with  a  great  marriage  to  another  high  ranking  noble

in  1640 ,  portugal  was  not  in  the  greatest  of  times  which  caused  a  wide  spread  distrust  towards  the  current  king ,  philip  iii

the  eighth  duke  of  braganza ,  joão  ii ,  made  a  claim  on  the  throne ,  which  was  granted  by  the  nobility  through  his  grandmother  infanta  catarina  of  portugal ,  &  became  king

after  the  accession  the  duchy  became  the     traditional  title     of  the  heir  to  the  throne

in  1808 ,  the  braganzas  transferred  their  royal  court  to  the  state  of  brazil  because  of  the  impending  napoleonic  invasion

and that’s pretty much it for the history of the braganzas .     the rest just gets too far away from the time this roleplay is set so it doesn’t really matter .

this  is  the  end of  teo’s  intro  !     this  took  forever  but  man  i  loved  doing  the  research !     hit  that  heart  button  if  you’d  like  to  plot .     subscribe  if  you  want  to  be  apart  of  the  shitty  writing  &  grandiose  imagery  club .     comment  down  below  if  you ,  too ,  have  had  a  mother  who  was  suspected  of  adultery .

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@bishopdescendant​ liked for a thingy

         “   No further.   ”   His guard’s voice echoed uncomfortably in the serene silence of the Cathedral, forcing Lorenzo’s attention to withdrawn from his prayers. And oh the things he had to pray for. From the corner of his eyes he glimpsed a woman, fair of hair and skin, and he could only assume she attempted to approach him.    “   It is alright, let her.  ”    He motioned for her to step closer, sapphire hues drifting to the dome which presided over them in all its imperial splendour.     “   I often dream of  the duomo being painted. I can see the frescos in my mind, can you picture it as well, madonna?   ”

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@perfirenze liked for a thing

          “   Many a word has travelled far about your beauty, madonna. Your fame precedes you,   ”  said the Florentine prince, followed by a courteous inclination of his head.   “   Your brother’s as well.   ”   Slyly he added and not by chance since rumours always spread fast. Especially bad ones.    “  Florence’s hospitality is yours, and I, your humble servant.   ”

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@letempsrevient liked for a thing.

        “    But when I mark that smile of heavenly grace, its wonted powers my drooping soul regains; Whilst Love, that in her eyes his state maintains, points to my wandering heart its resting place.     ”   Words of love and admiration as if he was struck by cupid’s bow flowed out of heated lips, his eyes never leaving the object of his affection.   “  Lucrezia. This I wrote for you, my cruel muse.  ”

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@tangledsperanze liked for a thing

           Moonlight kissed his fingers, long and elegant as they reached out to grasp the golden goblet out of his Giuliano’s unstable hands.    “   The audacity of you, brother dearest, that you relentlessly abandon yourself to wine... without my company.   ”     And thus he claimed a seat by his side, sharing a sip from the same cup.    “    I am your brother still.    ”

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@venusdefirenze // cont.

                   Was it not weakness to search for help when at home she was offered plenty ? Did Marco not do enough ? Plenty of physicians had appeared at her bedside, but most did not care to listen to her breathing twice. A few seemed to care naught, claiming death was imminent. Others tried with weirdly tasting brews or salves she had to smear on her chest at least three times a day just to get some money out of her husband. None had worked so far, and her coughs only grew worse. Sadly, word had spread– also much to Marco’s annoyance. It was the sort of attention neither of them were asking for.

    ❝ —— what more is there to be said, messere ? No one can tell me what ails me. My body burns, punished for sin. Is this not God’s work ? ❞   A truth she had come to accept, no matter how grim.   ❝ Is this not my body ? Is it not up to me to ask for forgiveness and hope I will live ? ❞

                 FILLED WITH WORRY AND CONCERN were his sapphire orbs as he gazed upon Florence’s beauty. His brother had asked him to intervene, this much was true, and Lorenzo could never deny his little brother’s wish. Yet it was more than that. La bella Simonetta was Florence’s pride and joy, the centrer of the Florentine court and moreso, notable MUSE to the many artists this city housed. Even Lorenzo himself had dedicated quite a few strokes of his pen to the girl’s beauty. Thus, in his eyes it was his DUTY to take an active stance over her health.  “  Madonna, allow me to offer you the skills of my healers. And please, do rest.  ” His arm pointed over the bench, urging her to sit down as if she was but a frail bird unable to spread its wings.

           “  No, that cannot be God’s punishment. You, madonna, are a gracious gift bestowed upon Florence, GOD’S GIFT. I refuse to believe God would punish in such manner one that he favors. ”  His hand took a hold of her own pale one, enclosing it to the shelter of his palms before he continued, his voice now hushed. “ If God offered punishments for such sins, I would be the first one to be struck. This I vow to you. ”

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🎈 (kiss for a child/baby) from lucrezia, @ lorenzo! bc embarassing moms have to do their thing

Send a symbol for my muse to kiss your muse in this way:Add “Reverse +” in front of the symbol, for your muse to kiss mine, instead.

@starblcssd

🎈 – a kiss for a child/baby

        “   Mamaaaaaaa.  ”  The boy’s voice echoed lowly to the hallway in clear objection at the activity performed at hand. Madonna Lucrezia could be found bending in front of her firstborn son in order to be at the same eye level with him, not such a daunting task for the child was known to have long legs and he had always been taller than his peers. She had enclosed him in her embrace, and all Lorenzo could do was to impatiently huff against the collar of her dress that pressed against his cheek.    “  I won’t be going to WAR  you know.  ”    Eventually he complained as a kiss was softly bestowed upon his cheeks and forehead. One would say not even princes of royal blood had been so pampered by their queen mothers.    “   I just need to learn to joust properly, Marco says.  ”

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@soughtlove // plotted starter

            THE SOUND OF HIS PEN SCRIBBLING UPON BLANK PARCHMENTS filled the room, his mind occupied with the affairs of the bank and the creditors that demanded their share of money. This burden was equally distributed with his brother who had ridden off to recall some loans from the most fortunate ones and Lorenzo had always had faith to his abilities. Long fingers were brushing though his mass of curls when his sister entered the room and he had almost took no notice of her presence since all he could see was mathematics in his mind’s eyes. Yet Bianca was never one to wait and soon enough his attention had been captured by her, his quill now resting aside.   “   To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit? You have neglected your brothers ever since another man entered your life. You should have known that I do not cope well with being SECOND best.  ”    He teased her with an irresistible grin stretching his noble features, taking a crumbled paper by his side and playfully throwing it at her.

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“What are you doing still up?” (for Lorenzo!)

Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters 

@virtuouslongings // accepting!

     ELEGANT FINGERS REST IDLY upon the pages of his book, yet his gaze often lost interest in wisdom of the ancients. Sapphire orbs would sooner glimpse outside the window and to his ever lasting love and burden. And how could he mindlessly enjoy the company of a scroll when his head was HEAVY albeit no crown weighted it down. So much faith, so many expectations rested solemnly upon his mortal flesh, yet it appeared it eluded most people that he was only human and not a divinity sent from heavens. ALAS! who else would solve such issues which knocked upon his door, uncaring of time or occasion. From the Medici bank to the signoria, from the welfare of his creditors in Florence to the trading routes in the Mediterranean, from PEACE TO WAR. And in times like this he wondered how his grandfather would handle this or that, what he’d think of him. Was he worthy to lead this DYNASTY, moreso was he able?

           “  Reading.  ”  Easy comes the lie smooth with a sweet smile at the sight of her, dressed in her nightgown and hair dishevelled. “ Thinking.  ”  This time he was more honest as his gaze drifted back to the window, mindlessly watching the moonlight bathing Florence in its luminance.   “   It seems twenty-four hours is barely enough time for me to think all that I must.   ”

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“Where are you going at this hour?” ( for lorenzo )

Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters

@iilvecchio // accepting!

         WITH A STARTLE HE JUMPED, astonished he had been discovered before he could even put a start to his mischief. The reprimanding tone hindering his words evoked memories of the past which with fondness he enclosed to his heart. Yet Lorenzo was no longer a child attempting to sneak away with his brother in dearest wishes he would avoid his lessons. No, he was almost a man grown now and the SINS he yielded himself to were much darker than childhood rebellion. The boy’s steps came to halt as he slowly began to turn around on his heels, only to face the imposing figure of his grandfather, his blue orbs ever so knowing— WATCHING. Lorenzo’s eyebrows were momentarily lifted whilst his lips were frozen to a baffled smile, for he was aware the other could ALWAYS see right through him. It was no secret that the boy made good use of his gifted SILVER tongue, which in combination with a sharp wit often put him in an advantageous position, being able to sway his companions however he pleased. ALAS! Cosimo de Medici was not one to be easily affected, for Lorenzo was after all but a lion cub tugging at the pack’s leader’s tail.

          “  GRANDPAP—  ”     Childhood antics were hard to kill, especially when cornered with his cloak wrapped around one shoulder and awaiting to drape the other as well.    “  Grandfather! I—I am simply basking at the beauty of– FLORENCE, of Florence, of course.   ”    His chest was puffed and shoulders became straight as he addressed his sire, assuming a casual tone in his voice along with the charming grin of the Medici.   “   BESIDES. The hour is relevant only considering the point from which you look at it. Might be late BUT— might also be rather early. Yet I find time in sweet Florence is often irrelevant.   ”

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“    The moment when your only brother doesn’t appreciate the fondness and affection you are showing him.    ”

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