#RomanticAffair

[myromantictravel]

A Romantic Affair!

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[snakeley]

@romanticaffair​ 

      Ireland rests a heavy burden on his mind these days. No king’s reign, he’s sure of it, has ever seen more tumultuous times than that of holy Richard II, aggrieved on all sides by strokes of fate and enmity and disaster, and yet — and yet, a monarch he remains, untoppled and unbent in righteous defiance of his foes’ most dogged efforts. Such are the trials of a true and just ruler, one who will NOT sway amidst the gusts of malignant wind, will NOT give in to boundless pressure: he must suffer to keep what is his. Ireland here, France there, the parliament on his back, the gentry class suffocating him from the other side; they’re all tearing at him like beasts on a man to be hung, drawn and quartered, 'til nothing remains of him but the crack of decaying bones. His gloom has been strangling him in the splendour of Westminster Hall. To sit in silence, in graceful stillness, half dead already, as cold and dispirited as the statues of his predecessors - no, he could bear it not a second longer! If martyrdom is a gift of the Almighty to prove his love, then so be it, but what a king would it make noble Richard to go to his grave with his mind imbued by woe? Upon his crown, if he dies, then he shall die with pride and dignity, and he shall have lived to make a worthwhile end! 

      And thus, he has no shame to say it - for an escape it was not -, he left London in a great torrent of pomp and riches and his most favoured entourage, heading for Lyndhurst in the South. There, amidst sprinkles of forest, awaits Hatheburgh, his grandfather’s hunting lodge. A palace it still is, two generations down the line, but joyful, free, uncumbered by the politics of blood waiting to be shed. Though he arrived only the other evening, what a miracle cure the opening of those old doors proved! As he rides swiftly beneath the canopy of the trees now, hair aflutter with speed, Richard is feeling rejuvenated already, almost healed, almost alive. Not far behind him, the soil is shaken by the hooves of many a steed, testament to ten of his best men chasing him in good-humoured jest as he, patron of all things alive on English terrain, follows the flight of a nimble-legged stag ever deeper into the woods. With a cry of encouragement, he slaps down the reins onto Barbary’s gleaming neck and sends his loyal horse leaping across a brook with a clench of his thighs. A low-hanging branch whips him across the cheek, leaves a mark of crimson on his skin and a burst of laughter on his lips, heart soaring on the tailwind of wild self-abandon. Would that he had never to return to grim London and its treason-mongering Commons! If he were to ride on for eternity, perhaps he might forget himself long enough to draw up a more hopeful reality before his mind’s eye; one blessing him with the security of former days, or even just a single friend ... 

      A loaf of bread darts past his ear. An egg very narrowly misses his face. A waterskin swirls up before him, split open by the forceful kick of Barbary’s legs. It spills a cloud of dark-red wine through the air, suspended mid-flight for the most fleeting glimmer of a moment like a haze of blood. The king’s horse stumbles, hooves entangled in a square piece of cloth spread out across the forest ground. He halts the animal before it falls, whirling around in great consternation to decipher the source of such comestible bombardment. Why, quite evidently it appears the fault of a lonesome traveller, now pressed against a tree trunk for fear of being trampled into dust --- a madman without doubt, to set up a meal in the very wilderness! A harsh rebuke readies itself on the tip of Richard’s tongue, but it is lost in the turmoil of the gaggle of riders catching up to him, all coming to a perplexed standstill around the wanderer. 

      “ Who art thou, to waylay the king by means of a banquet on the king’s own earth, in the king’s own woods? ” he queries, each syllable drenched in divine sternness. “ Speak thy name and speak it fast, ere I send you flying the way of the eggs, uncivilised knave! ” 

      “ Hallowed majesty, ” wheedles the voice of none other than councillor Owain, always the first to share his unwanted wisdoms, “ I believe it is Sir Aziraphale, whom you sent for to care for your manuscripts, and whom I extended your most generous invitation to but a fortnight ago! ” 

      Oh, indeed? Well, this is what he calls a surprise; a surprise that seizes him by the heart, no less, and tickles a smile of disbelief onto his features. “ What, a knight? A NOBLEMAN is he? The very GENIUS, the very dazzling intellect we have heard no scarce talk of, renowned for his skill and expertise as he is in all the realm? Ha, now that we lay our royal sight upon his stature, we must say he does cut a stately figure, and is remarkably unblemished for one who sees it fit to lurk toad-like on the ground. Sir Aziraphale! How good to see thy fair face at last; more resplendent still it would be if thou wiped off the wine. ” 

      He lies not - there is grace in those eyes, which catch the sunbeams like gems, and honour in the set of that shapely jaw, and --- oh, dare Richard say the courtly library might soon become his most beloved place in all of God's plentiful creation? The shadow is lifted from his mood, his blood is heated with a sudden onrush of delight. A maker of marvellous tomes he was promised, but heavens delivered a true MARVEL. Ah, to see what lies beneath those heavy travel cloaks, the fur-rimmed hood pulled protectively across that golden head against the bite of the spring chill - is it not his right, nay, his DUTY as sovereign? 

      “ Should mine scribe dine in the dirt? ” he carries on with a haughty laugh, stretching out a ringed hand awaiting his subject's devoted kiss. “ Come, my Sir, break bread with me in my hall tonight. Grieve not thy meagre, scattered meal, ‘tis hardly worthy of so refined a mouth. William, descend from thy horse and pass it on to Sir Aziraphale. Thou frown'st?! It is a short walk to the lodge, a small favour to grant our guest and surely none thy legs are too age-worn to brave. Off, off you go! ”

[talkstotwigs]

( LUCIFER SENTENCE STARTERS. )  ╳ @romanticaffair

               “is it really tha’ bad? he’s probably been driving for about as long as driving’s been invented, hasn’t he?” not that having experience necessarily equated to actually being good at something -- take her Time Lord, for example. “i’ll have t’ see it t’ believe it... dunno if anything’ll faze me anymore after seeing the way the Doctor handles his TARDIS. s’worse than being on a roller coaster, tha’. he’s had it for hundreds of years, too, so there’s no excuse.”

[thedineandwine]

Romancing as the Sun Sets

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[worldnewsapp]

#ElonMusk was reportedly involved in a #romanticaffair last fall with the wife of #Google cofounder #SergeyBrin, a long-time friend of #Musk and a #Tesla investor, the #WallStreetJournal reported. The affair allegedly prompted Brin's divorce from #NicoleShanahan in January, WSJ reported. According to court filings, the two cited "irreconcilable differences" as the reason for the split and the filings were submitted just weeks after Brin learned of the affair, according to the Journal. A source close to the matter told the Journal that the #relationship between Musk and Brin has been strained in recent months, and financial advisers instructed Brin to sell his investments in the Tesla CEO's various businesses. Brin formerly invested $500,000 in Tesla in 2008. A source told the Journal that at the time of the affair Brin and Shanahan were separated, but still living together. Read more at the link in our bio. Story by Bethany Biron. (Credit: Getty Images) Reposted from @businessinsider https://www.instagram.com/p/CgbY-N9sLeB/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[pubalimukherjee]

The bonding between the #cricketers and the #Bollywoodcelebs can be dated long back. The cricketers across the world have always taken an immense interest in the fashion and glamour world of #Indiancinema. Some of the #loveaffairs were taken to the next level of #tyingknot while some ended on bad notes. Whatever be the case, the #loverelationship always created a stir among the #couple. Just check out. #celebdating #celebrelationship #romanticaffair #loveaffair #affair #romance #love #celebaffair #Bollyceleb #Bollyaffair #Bollywood #Bollyrelationship #Bollywoodaffair #ViratKohli #AnushkaSharma #YuvrajSingh #DeepikaPadukone #SharmilaTagore #MansoorAliKhanPataudi #NeenaGupta #datingtips #relationshiptips #dating #Bollywooddate #VivianRichards #SangitaBijlani #mohammadAzharuddin #relationship #happyvalentinesday #bollyromance #couple #valentines #valentinesweekend #valentineday #valentinesweek #valentines2017 #love #loveforever #valentine2017 http://www.top5life.com/love-relationship-between-bollywood-divas-and-cricketers/

[dirkgentle]

Character Interview!

Tagged by: @bifrostgold  ( thank you !! )

Tagging: @protectiveforce / @romanticaffair ,  @captainrcgrs, @spunatlas, @snowregent, @luthortm, @moonbeammuses ( Mona! ), my alter ego @thatcertainnight, you !!

1 ) WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE SMELL LIKE ? Watermelon shampoo and marshmallow-scented body lotion, detergent, expensive leather.

2 ) HOW OFTEN DOES YOUR MUSE BATHE / SHOWER ?  ANY HABITS ?  Oh, whenever the universe deems it fit to supply him with a shower or bathtub! Dirk prefers long, warm, fluffy bubble baths, but will go for a quick shower if he’s in a hurry. He tries to wash himself extensively at least once a day, but life as a holistic detective doesn’t always allow it. 

3 ) DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE ANY TATTOOS OR PIERCINGS ?  Dirk has a Blackwing tattoo on his right hipbone that was given to him in his time as a subject. It’s his Project Icarus symbol (as pictured below), and he dislikes it greatly. 

4 ) ANY BODY MOVEMENT QUIRKS ( EX : LEG SHAKING ) ?  Wiggles. Dirk can never keep himself still, with the tragic exception of deeply traumatic episodes. When he is not bouncing full-bodily, he is very likely to jiggle his legs, tap his foot or fingers, flap his hands, or go for any other way of stimming he can think of. He is known for his frequent and abrupt changes of position, excited gestures and switching between a multitude of facial expressions in under one second.

5 ) WHAT DO THEY SLEEP IN ? Usually, the clothes he was wearing that day. Again, this is a habit grown from his everyday circumstances. If he actually finds the time to change before going to bed, Dirk likes to sleep in his pants and undershirt. He also favours soft, brightly patterned pyjamas, but doesn’t own terribly many of them. 

6 ) WHAT’S THEIR FAVOURITE PIECE OF CLOTHING ?  Dirk adores every single part of his rapidly growing jacket collection, but the yellow one remains an all-time favourite. It’s comfy, it’s his most adored colour, it’s been a loyal companion for several years, it’s got various large pockets for fitting obscure knickknacks into, and he wore it when he met Todd ( aka his favourite person in  the whole of the universe ). He is also particularly fond of his shoes, a pair of well-worn brown Oxfords. 

7 ) WHAT DO THEY DO WHEN THEY WAKE UP ?  Unless the situation dictates he jump into action as soon as he opens his eyes, Dirk usually spends a few minutes pottering about in the kitchen, toothbrush sticking out of his mouth, making a scalding hot cup of breakfast tea to wake him up from his drowsy pout. He really quite likes sleeping in, but unfortunately, it’s not always an affordable luxury. 

8 ) HOW DO THEY SLEEP ?  POSITION ? On his back, legs spread out straight, arms pressed against his sides. It’s an old Blackwing-learned behaviour. When he’s not sleeping in an actual bed, he usually ends up curled into a Dirk-shaped bundle in some corner. 

9 ) WHAT DO THEIR HANDS FEEL LIKE ?  Warm, soft, very restless, thrumming with hyperactive energy, but also with the greatest amount of tenderness. His touch is almost always affectionate. 

10 ) IF YOU KISSED THEM, WHAT WOULD THEY USUALLY TASTE LIKE ? Sunshine and gay panic with a sprinkle of waffles. 

[nozoinks]

CHARACTER STUDY !   BOLD WHAT APPLIES / ITALICIZE WHAT APPLIES SOMETIMES

likes artificial watermelon  |  sleeps in what they are already wearing | eats their cereal with milk |  listens to music with earbuds  |  hates the summer  |  can recite past the first four digits of pi | eats frosting out of the jar |  doodles on their notebooks  |  can bake cookies | has a garden | has had a snowball fight | eats pancakes without syrup |  prefers shorts over pants  |  can name more than ten superheroes | has a plan for the zombie apocalypse  |  uses the same password for everything |  can’t hold their breath for more than fifteen seconds  |  watches anime  | hasn’t read harry potter  | can say ‘i love you’ in more than one language | prefers mechanical pencils  | thinks space is cool |  takes personality tests more than once to make sure  |  can’t tie their shoes  | has a purse  | likes salads | likes cool colors better than warm colors  | knows how to braid hair | reads biographies | can ice skate |  knows their mbti  |  reads astrology charts |  prefers the star wars prequels to the original trilogy  |  plays video games |  reads the newspaper  |  likes chocolate ice cream best  |doesn’t cuss | memorizes song lyrics  |  collects coupons  |  has a preferred order at starbucks | likes movie theater popcorn | has seen a play  |  listens to music with headphones  | owns a hoodie  | would rather own cds than online copies | has written a poem  | can shuffle cards |  subscribes to a magazine | double dips when eating  | drinks directly out of the milk container | keeps a journal

Tagged by: @purelyradiating (thank you!!) 

Tagging: @likezoinksguys @viaautumnslens @paigeatyourservice @witnessmarked @protectiveforce @romanticaffair @thatcertainnight @dirkgentle @ciirquemagique @specterseen and you!!! 

[giftedmoon-blog]

character outline .

FULL NAME :   Juniper Rose Moon NICKNAME :   Juni, June, Moony

╳   FLAWS.

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgemental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive

♔   STRENGTHS.

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

🖌 SKILLS & HOBBIES.

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | beach combing | belly dancing | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | traveling | exotic dancing | singing

tagged   by    ➤    @romanticaffair <3 thanks boo boo!

now tagging   ➤ @ghostconjured @jxhncxnstantine and myself @dkatzs @heoddly

[snakeley]

🐍 ooc: @romanticaffair​ and I agreed on the headcanon that Aziraphale owns an old Nokia phone (yes, we’re absolutely getting back at Neilman for this post), which was given to him by Crowley and is exclusively used for the purpose of playing Snake. 

Incidentally, Aziraphale thinks that Snake is a feature Crowley put on the phone personally, entrusting the digitalised serpent into Aziraphale’s angelic care. He makes sure to spend several minutes a month feeding what he thinks of as Crowley’s electronic offspring, so that it may grow strong and healthy. 

[pubalimukherjee]

No matter how much the #celebrities try to keep their affairs hush hush, the keen eyes of media coupled with that of their #fans are always ready to reveal the #topsecrets of their lives. Many a times it happens that the #celebcouples deny their affairs in public. But, where there’s smoke, there’s fire. And, this is the case for all the alleged affairs of the #Bollywoodcelebs. Get the list of the Top 5 #Bollywoodaffairs #romanticaffair #celebaffair #celebromance #bollyaffair #bollyromance #couple http://www.top5life.com/bollywood-affairs/

[dirkgentle]

❈  ANGSTY  HEADCANONS

been cheated on | been bullied | told a horrible lie | stolen something of value | overdosed on drugs | been drunk | cheated | bullied | punched someone in the face ( once. he’s very, very, very, very sorry. ) | been beaten up |broken a bone | been admitted to a hospital | had a near - death experience | been drugged | done drugs | smoked | kissed someone you weren’t attracted to | bled severely | killed someone | had an attempt on your life | made an attempt on your own life | lost someone |loved someone | gone without food for over three days | gone without sleep for over three days | been tortured | been slapped by a parent or higher up | been abused by someone who should have loved/appreciated/valued you | had a panic attack | been in a car accident | had sex ( verse dependent ) | had sex with a stranger | passed out from pain | cried yourself to sleep | spent a whole day in bed | hurt yourself | taken your anger out on yourself | taken your anger out on someone you love | been used | felt fucking used | been terrified | played a cruel game on someone | been dominant | been submissive | forced yourself to smile | felt too many things at once | laughed when you felt like crying

tagged by: @bornbreathless ( thank you !! )

tagging: @romanticaffair,  @seekesotsibteadmist, @prlman, @travelledtime, @soulstcne, @c0kehead, you !! 

[nozoinks]

Rules: Bold the aesthetics that apply to your muse!

001.    THE  FAIRY.

chipped  nail  polish.    glitter  highlight.   tall  trees  with  smooth  bark. tangled  hair.  the taste  of  cinnamon  sugar.  talking  too  loud  and  too  fast.  overgrown  flowers  in  your  hair.   crumbling  buildings  reclaimed  by  nature.  flirting.  walking  home  at  three  am  with  no  coat. platonic  hand  holding.  blowing  smoke  out  of  your  nose.  dragonfly  wings.   chaotic  good.  freckles.   fairy  rings.   secret  meetings. gender  nonconformity.  leather.  smudged  eyeliner.   forbidden  fruit.

002.    THE  REAPER.

computer  errors.    a  shiver  down   your  spine. haunting  beauty. hard  liquor.  crowns  of  thorns.  shadowed  alleyways.   decaying  plant  matter.  shattered  mirrors  and  broken  glass.  corrupted  memories. stopped  clocks.  the  scent  of  stale  cigarettes.  tattered  black  hoodies.   walking  your  friend  home.  the  crescent  moon. the  sea.  a  graveyard  on  a  foggy  day.  cold  rings  on  cold  fingers.  absolution.   looking  out  of  the  window  of  an  airplane.

003.    THE  WITCH.

graffiti. pretending  to  know  what  you’re  doing.  worn  paperback  books.   growing  up  too  fast.   parsley,  sage,  rosemary,  and  thyme.  lace  and  combat  boots. moth  wings. candles  on  every  surface.  a  weathered  deck  of  cards. turning  the  music  up.  fireflies  in  jars.  calloused  fingers.  drawing  on  your  skin.  sunlight  filtering  through  clouds.  petrichor.   a  dying  rose  in  a  jar.   wearing  a  crystal  pendant.  illusions  of  spells.  black  cats.  mint  gum. chapped  lips.  dirt  under  your  fingernails.  the  cycle  of  life  and  death.

004.    THE  WOLF.

murders  of  crows.   frost - bitten  leaves.   wolves  howling  at  midnight.   knocking  on  your  door.   leaving  food  out  for  stray  animals.  the  twang  of  an  acoustic  guitar. honey.  tiny  red  buds  on  trees. claw  marks  on  the  walls.  golden  eyes.  slightly  too  long  stubble.    knitted  fingerless  gloves.  sleeping  on  the  forest  floor.  always  finding  your  way  back  home.

Tagged by Stolen From: @easternblade Tagging:  @viaautumnslens @likezoinksguys @purelyradiating @aastrvl @witnessmarked @purelyradiating @searchingfates @witnessmarked @paigeatyourservice @beautifultragedics @namedturpin @thatcertainnight @romanticaffair @cxsomnis @batteredoptimist and you!!! <3 

[snakeley]

@romanticaffair sent:  “Why is it that an angel can fall but a demon can’t rise?”  (I knowww I have a million things to reply to but... I couldn’t not send this one)

Angels & Demons Starter Sentences

“ Nngh … GRAVITY? ” 

There’s a valid effort to sound suitably non-committal around the ice cream spoon popped into Crowley’s mouth, but he merely succeeds in dribbling a dollop of salted caramel across his chin. Luckily enough, a serpent’s instincts NEVER lie dormant: his tongue darts out in a trice and catches the trickle in the most anatomically implausible way he can think of — just for the sake of hacking the angel off. The faces he makes when something - such as, say, a demon’s table manners - revolts the holiness out of him are to die for.

And he deserves it, the old plonker, for bringing up a subject as sensitive as the ineffability of divine punishment during an ice cream date.

“ Law of nature, I s’ppose, ” he continues, still straining himself to play it cool. ( Like flogging a dead horse. ) Eternal damnation’s not exactly a terrific topic to slurp frozen sugar to, but ... to catch Aziraphale in a philosophical mood is a rarity he can never resist. Try as he might. “ Lots’f things that tumble never come back up. Ah!, you say, er, but that’s, uh, that’s why She gave us wings, right? Well, you know what else’s got wings? - Chickens. And they never fly anywhere ‘cept right into the frying pan. How’s that for benevolent design? Ah, ah -- don’t look so scandalised, angel, I saw you gobble up a DECADE’S worth of nuggets the other day! ” 

Great point. He’s not entirely sure what the point is, other than great, but its greatness is certainly beyond dispute. The thing - the thing he doesn’t want to admit in the presence of the only angel he gives any kind of shit about - is this: it’s not like he hasn’t been TRYING. It’s not like he didn’t plead Her. Didn’t bargain with Her. Try to do the right thing. 

Of course, doing what he thought at the time would surely turn out to have been the right thing all along was what got him the demotion in the first place. 

“ ‘S not our place to rise, Aziraphale. Can’t really soar on burnt feathers, can you? It’s our place to make sure YOUR LOT don’t dare take so much as a single wrong step. Or, ah --- wing flap, if you will.    ... Your double nougat with cinnamon sprinkles’s melting. ”

[snakeley]

i’m sobbing

[snakeley]

🐍 ooc: Crowley hangs out near a church with the intention of wreaking low-level mischief, accidentally gets blessed by a priest and consequently falls ill with the most terrible cold any demon has ever had to endure, or: a courtesy of my late night/early noon conversations with @romanticaffair