#Royal flashback

[tianalaurence1]

Prince William and cousin Zara Phillips at Windsor in April 1988

[egophiliac]

A guy who just wake up from a coma -> what did i miss?

Pomefiore was the last plot i follow before real life made me forget about our silly boys. How bad has the plot become now for our gang? Also who is that Gojo looking guy?

anon, I am so sorry and I mean this in the best way, but I do think episode 5 is the absolute funniest place to have stopped following Twst because shit starts escalating SO fast after that. episode 6 literally starts with a secret government shadow agency breaking down our doors and kidnapping students. zero to a million instantly.

and like...that's not even the zaniest thing so far? Ortho's hacked into the collective human unconscious. there's time travel (sort of). "Crowley might be Malleus' long-lost father" is a serious theory. if you'd told me any of this back pre-episode 6, I would have asked for the link to this unbelievable but highly intriguing fanfic.

also, episode 7 gave us (and then immediately took away 😔) the best character in the whole story:

[turtleblogatlast]

Small but significant character moments that I actually really adore are from both the times we see the boys as tots. There is a reoccurrence that happens in both of them that I find so incredibly interesting.

For the turtle tot short, Splinter leaves the boys with weapons. In the short, Raph is the one who suggests they do “what Lou Jitsu would do” and Leo is the one who takes point when Splinter comes back to reprimand them. Leo, in taking point, is the one to defend them and get Splinter off their tails.

And then, in the flashback regarding the Kuroi Yōroi helmet, Raph is the one who grabs and throws “Skully” as a way to replace their missing ball which breaks it into pieces, but Leo is the one who speaks for the group and rushes into action to fix the teapot.

I love this for multiple reasons, but the biggest are how it shows that Raph has always been inclined toward the bold and fun and making the plans to include his brothers in what he loves and believes they’d love, whereas Leo has always been inclined to be the “Face” of the group and shoulder the attention even if it’s potentially negative all while coming up with on the spot attempts to fix the situation.

[vivi-designs]

A little bit violence TW ⚠️

DARLINGS MOTHER, SPARROWS MOTHER FLASH BACK FLASH BACK!

Also some of Milton grimm a bit younger!

Why is darlings mother so strict, protective and tries to isolate her?

What happens when the past generations tried to rebel?

[pyururen]

Some persona doodles

[mymitochondriaforpresident]

“What would you do if I were there with you?”

“I would…run my fingers through your hair.”

Gifs by the lovely @books-books-smolderinglooks.

[viciicella]

finished p5r a few days ago ruined my life fr 😿

[leclercari]

Nick and Ellie being very Henry and Bea in Nick's old Instagram stories 💞

[negai-no-astro]

Botan this chapter! He's such a good big brother!

[caramelpenguin]

Wilmon

Is it someone I know?

Wille:

is it someone I know?

Simon:

mayyybe

i cant just tell u

wayyy to easy

Wille:

simon 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Simon:

what id like to know

is why felice couldnt stop giggling whenever she looked at me

for ALL of last week

Wille:

idk whyy

Simon:

well the first few times she was looking at me AND you

Wille:

oh

thats interesting

Simon:

very

Wille:

ur trying to change the subject

Simon:

subject?

Wille:

whoooo do you like??

Simon:

ok here's the deal

i give you clues about my crush

and you give me clues about your crush

Wille:

im in

[tianalaurence1]

#OTD in 1992

🐣 Princess Anne was waiting outside St George's Chapel before Easter Service.

💗 And she wore the brooch that Tim gave her.🥰🥰🥰🥰

[markantonys]

i have spilled so much ink about gawyn but really i only need 2 passages to explain why he is Like That

1. My blood shed before hers; my life given before hers...That was the oath he had taken when barely tall enough to peer into Elayne's cradle. ... Gareth Bryne had had to explain to him what it meant, but even then he had known he had to keep that oath if he failed at everything else in his life. (LOC prologue)

2. From Morgase, Queen of Andor, to her beloved son, Gawyn. May he be a living sword for his sister and Andor. (ACOS prologue)

like yeah, no wonder he does what he does in AMOL. people will be like "gawyn is so stupid for not thinking about the fact that his death would hurt egwene" as if he's being maliciously stupid and careless, when in fact, he has such little self-worth that he genuinely does not consider himself a valuable human being whose loss would impact anyone or anything. his life given before hers. a living sword. this has been his mindset since toddlerhood and nobody ever noticed it enough to try and counteract it. gawyn is exactly what rand would have been like at the last battle if he hadn't had a mental health intervention.

[echo-goes-mmm]

Alive

Juno Collection Masterpost

Previous

Warnings: implied torture, implied minor whump, implied past noncon, past starvation

“-and the poachers disturbing the silver heron sanctuary have been dealt with, but-”

The door slammed open, and Jason looked up. A servant stood in the doorway, chest heaving.

“He’s- they found-” he panted.

“Jadith’s Grace, man,” snapped Jason, irritated. “Spit it out.”

“The prince-”

Eight years of despair slammed into Jason like a merchant ship, and he lost his breath.

“He’s alive-”

Jason leapt up from his chair. “Where?” 

___________________

He’d never saddled his horse so fast before, and had never rode so quickly.

The poor animal was exhausted by the time he reached Lady Diana’s estate, nearly lame from galloping so hard.

Jason was still thrumming with adrenaline, sprinting up the stairs and throwing open the front doors.

“Where is he?”

The startled slaves stared.

“Where is Juno?” he demanded.

One of them pointed wordlessly, and Jason ran down the hall. 

A team of people huddled around a room, and Jason knew.

“Jason,” breathed out Lady Diana. “Jason, just a moment.”

He could take a moment later.

Jason pushed through the crowd, desperate.

In the center of the room, his missing nephew sat on the edge of the bed, a healer writing on a pad beside him.

Jason swept Juno up into his arms, nuzzling into his filthy hair. He was alive.

Juno flinched, hard and violent.

“It’s me,” soothed Jason, his voice cracking. “I’ve got you; I’m here-”

___________________

The first thing- the first thing Jason noticed was the flinching. Understandable, no matter how much it hurt. Juno was shaken, and the sudden hug had frightened him.

The second thing was how small he was.

Juno had disappeared when he was barely fifteen. He’d been gone for seven years, six months, nineteen days.

He was twenty two now.

Why did he still look fifteen?

He hadn’t grown at all. And more than that- he was starved.

Juno’s skin was pale and almost translucent, blue and purple veins like paint against white. 

His eyes were sunken and dull; Jason could see plum shadows underneath them in those rare moments he glanced up from the floor.

The clothes hung off him as sheets on a hook. 

Even worse, Jason had seen the bruises and marks before the clothes were offered.

Every time he closed his eyes, he saw them.

An angry circle around his neck. Boot-sized black and blue on his chest and ribs. Nauseating pairs of yellow and green on his hips. Welts and scars peeking out from around his back.

His beloved nephew looked like the corpse he’d never gotten to bury. As if just a week later, they’d have something to finally fill the empty coffin he had placed in the family crypt, next to Juno’s mother and father.

The healer had put him to sleep. A harmless sedative, mixed with the water laced with vitamins and minerals they’d given him.

No matter how the healer reassured him, Jason wasn’t sure if he was going to wake at all.

Jason held Juno’s hand like it was glass.

“He’s so small,” he choked out, for the upteenth time. 

Juno had never gotten to his last growth spurt, and now he never would.

“He’ll live, Your Excellency,” the healer repeated. “He’s stronger than you think.”

I know, thought Jason. Gods, I know.

He should never have stopped looking. How could he have stopped looking? Two years of searching- He should have done more.

How many nights had Juno wished to come home? Did he call for his mother? For someone to save him? 

How long was it until Juno had given up hope? How long until he realized no one was coming?

Jason had failed him. Left him to suffer.

“I’m so sorry,” he told his sleeping nephew. 

He wouldn’t fail him again.

___________________

The carriage ride back to the castle was slow. 

Juno was in no shape to ride a horse, and in no condition for anything faster than a walking gait.

Jason couldn’t care less.

Juno didn’t say much when he’d woken.

That was fine. The healer explained enough.

Jason would have stolen the moon for him in that moment, or perhaps murdered the whole world, but Juno’s only wish was to go home.

So after a careful meal of porridge and more enriched water, they left.

“It won’t be long now,” Jason told him, his thumb running over Juno’s hand.

“I- I don’t want to see anyone.” Juno’s blue eyes were wide and wet, as if he was a small child again and hadn’t yet grown into them. “Please.”

Gods, his voice was soft and small and so unlike the Juno that had left them years ago. 

But that Juno didn’t matter. He’d already mourned him.

What mattered was the Juno right in front of him; the Juno who was both alive and here.

“I sent word,” he said. “Jackal has taken care of it. You don’t have to see anyone besides the healers.”

According to the messengers, Jackal was vibrating out of her skin with the desire to see him, but she would have to wait. She would understand.

“Not- not even-” he went quiet.

“Who?”

“Not even Aspen?” Juno’s voice was a hoarse whisper, barely audible over the sound of the horses.

“You will never see him again,” Jason swore. 

“What if- what if he comes for me?”

Jason’s heart shattered. “I’ve sent him far away,” he soothed, brushing away a long strand of dark hair from Juno’s face. “He won’t be back. He’ll die before he makes it even a step closer to you.”

Juno’s eyes fluttered. “Promise?”

“I promise.”

___________________

Aspen had been sent to Mount Kar’eth; a mountain fortress quite literally on the other side of the empire.

It had been part of a defense line hundreds of years ago, but currently it was nothing but a training ground for soldiers to get used to mountainous combat and terrain.

And now it was a prison. With a single prisoner.

Aspen wasn’t sent alone.

Jason’s only instructions to Aspen’s jailer was to keep him alive, and keep him suffering.

He didn’t ask for specifics. 

An eye for an eye.

Juno didn’t ask what happened to Aspen. He asked after the slaves and servants.

At first, Jason didn’t understand Juno’s request to have mercy.

They watched him suffer, listened to him scream and plead and cry out and did nothing.

“They couldn’t,” Juno had quietly explained from his bed. “He- he would have killed them. Or done worse.”

He almost killed you, Jason thought, but didn’t say. He did do worse.

The bruises on Juno’s hips, the healer describing the torture-

Jason agreed with him. It wasn’t their fault.

In the end, the staff and slaves were left alone. 

And maybe, more of the Juno he remembered had survived than he thought.

taglist: @haro-whumps @paintedpigeon1 @phoenixpromptsandstuff @tianablackwell @starsick1979

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

So.

I noticed something—

[the-jewel-catalogue]

QUEEN CAMILLA’S PEAR-SHAPED DIAMOND DEMI-PARURE

Flashback: King Charles and Queen Camilla, then-The Prince of Wales and The Duchess of Cornwall, attended a dinner given by The Queen of Denmark and The Prince Consort at the Christian VII Palace in Copenhagen on March 26, 2012

Camilla has had this demi-parure of diamonds in her jewelry box from the earliest years of her royal marriage. She debuted the set in November 2005, for a dinner at the de Young Museum in San Francisco, California. The set consists of a necklace and a matching pair of earrings. The necklace features large pear-shaped diamonds suspended from a collar of marquise-shaped stones, and the earrings feature a modern, artistic cluster of pear-shaped gems. 

~~ The Court Jeweller

[spicylove4ever]

How did he know about that imperial law indeed....

But that's just me. He could have learnt by law lessons when he was young since the Grand Duke and all that.