#i imagine their eldest daugher

[claresedwards]

I love how they look like concerned parents

[i-cant-sing]

Thinking about my own grandpa and how he'd comfort me with sweets/icecream whenever i had the slightest inconvenience and i just dream of whether he'd still do it to me as a 23 year old, ruffling my hair, letting me cut his birthday cake, scolding my parents when they got mad at me (yes i snitched on my parents), wiping my fat tears with his handkerchief, showing me his drawings of airplane engines as cold air blasted through the ac, letting me eat food from his plate that my mom made me bring him lol.

and like it grandparents are sooo sweet man. they couldve been okay-ish parents to their own kids, but then they get grandkids and they're like a whole different species *sniffle* theyre so precious.

and now my mind goes to that yandere todoroki clan au (i think it was the bullied series) where at the end, reader dies because of rei, and the whole fam loses their sanity. then one day, reader is reincarnated (its her quirk) as dabi's baby and dabi shares the news with his siblings because he needs to restore their sanity too (cause he feels responsible for them too, the "eldest kid" syndrome).

anyways, after you, his daughter had died, enji lost it and killed rei and then just vanished into the mountains to mourn his loss. years later, for whatever reason, he finds out about you. he's standing there, watching toddler you looking at him with curiosity. you stumble towards him, and Enji's on his knees at this point, he's in shock. your scars, your marks from your previous life dont even register to him until later on, all he can focus is you- its you, his baby. his daugher. his child that he swore to protect and failed.

your legs give out when you reach him but your hands reach for him and enji's already lifting you up, bringing you to his chest. his eyes are filled with tears as u look at him and babble, your hands grabbing onto his shirt, touching his face, big doe eyes staring at him.

he hugs you, silent sobs wrecking his body as he gets a whiff of your head. you- you smell just like her- like his daughter.

It really is you.

he doesn't let go of you, even when you eventually fall asleep in his arms, rocking you gently as he stares down at you in awe and disbelief. he doesn't let you go even when dabi tries to take you back, even when dabi insists that he won't keep you two apart, that you need to rest in your bed as he explains everything.

he finally let's you go when you wake up and reach for your dad (dabi), crying when enji doesn't let you leave his arms. but he relents, enji relents when you cry- it hurts him so bad, he's reminded of all the times how you used to cry before, how you used to beg him for help, beg him to save you. his heart breaks to see you like this, in tears.

enji's only partially conscious of what dabi is saying to him, explaining to him that you're now "his" daughter and enji's "granddaughter" and that's how things will be if they need to work. But enji doesn't care whether you're his daughter or not, all he cares about is that he's in your life because he needs to- he will keep you safe. He won't make the same mistakes again. Never.

i can just imagine the siblings and enji all sitting down together to make decisions about your life in extreme detail so that they ensure that no harm befalls you ever again, and if by some extreme badluck you die, they need to make sure that you reincarnate back to them.

they plan your every day, they make sure that at least one of them is with you at all times, and most importantly, they make sure youre safe and happy. when you start going to school, you're taken to school by Shotou because Dabi (who went back to working as a chef) has to go to work early. then at school, your teacher is more than likely Fuyumi (and if she's not your teacher, then she still works at your school). then after school, you're picked up by Enji who takes you out for ice cream (always, he doesnt care if its before u have had lunch. he needs to make up for all the times he couldnt give u ice cream because of rei) and also buy you any toys u want. enji is just enjoying you padding away and pointing at things that catch your eye. at home, natsuo has returned from his shift at the hospital and then starts heating up the food dabi had already made for you, before letting enji put you down for nap time. when you wake up, natsuo takes your vitals and a basic medical check. by dinner, dabi is home and you welcome him by launching yourself at his legs with a thud. he laughs, picks you up and pecks your cheek before taking you into the kitchen with him to make dinner while you tell him all about your day.

[willofthequill]

Th Queen of Hearts- Kyojuro Rengoku x Reader WIP

Another new WIP tease by Witch? Yup, it sure is! I know I have more WIPS going than anyone ever should, but I just can't help it. I have severe ADHD and an overly active imagination!

This scene snippet comes from one of my multi chapter fics I am working on. This one is called 'The Queen of Hearts." I dreamed about this scene so I had to write it out as soon as I woke up before I could forget it lol.

A Little big of background for this scene: This is a modern era AU. It is a Kyojuro Rengoku x Y/N story. Y/N is the adopted daughter of Yoriichi Tsugikuni. The Tsugikuni family are the 2nd most powerful family in the organization, directly under the Ubuyashiki family. In this story there are 3 Tsugikuni brothers. Kokushibo is the eldest, Yoriichi and Michikatsu are still twins. Shinobu, and Kanae are the daughers of Tamayo/Kokushibo. Muichiro/Yuichiro are the sons of Michikatsu. The Demon Slayer Corps operate out of a multi level underground facility with living quarters and more. If you prefer to read on AO3, click here ! Let me know what you think and if you would like to be tagged when I post! Likes, shares and comments are always welcome! My inbox is always open as well! Don't be shy! :)

Divider by @horangipilled

Updated to include more of the scene: WC: 1700+

CW: violence (this is a snippet of one of the major fights), language, angst

Y/N burst through the front door of the Rengoku residence in the Hive with no knock, no warning. The alarms began to sound in the background. She had to get them out of there and fast. Not only were Ruka and Senjuro important to her, it was her duty to her beloved to make sure his family was safe. She needed them to evacuate with the others, needed to know they were far away from this battle. She was needed in the main fight which meant no one would here to protect them.

Kyojuro and Shinjuro were on a mission with her father, Yoriichi, her Uncle Kokushibo, and several of the other Hashira. The bastard Betrayer had waited patiently for the perfect time to strike. He used his insider knowledge to the advantage of their enemies and was willingly... happily spilling the blood of his unsuspecting former allies.

“Oni-chan!” Senjuro called, startled, running towards Y/N. “Listen to me, Senjuro,” she said, grabbing his shoulders and kneeling quickly. “You and your mother need to use the secret passage to get out of here. Kanae, Shinobu and the others are working on evacuating the other families. Do you remember the way we sometimes sneak out to stargaze when your brother is away?” He nodded, his big eyes even larger than normal and wide with fear. “Y-Yes.”

“Good. Get your mother and take that route. Not even my cousins know it. Your brother and I found that tunnel on accident as children, it is the safest route. You must go, immediately. When you get out of the Hive, call your brother. They have jammed our signals inside.”

“But Oni-chan-”

“No buts, Senjuro.”

“What on earth is going on?” Ruka asked as she came into the room drying her hands on a towel. 

Y/N gave Senjuro a tight hug before standing and turning to face his mother, delivering the grave news herself to the woman who was like a mother to her, and someday would be her mother in law. If she lived through this night. 

“Michikatsu has attacked with Muzan’s support,” Y/N told her, feeling the horror in her heart reflected on Ruka’s face. “Senjuro and you need to leave immediately. You will go through Kyojuro and my secret passage. Please, Ruka, do not argue. Losing the 2 of you would devastate me, my father, Kyojuro and Shinjuro please so many others.” 

Y/N moved to pull Ruka into a tight hug which the woman immediately returned without hesitation like she always had.  Y/N  pulled back and placed her hands on the older woman’s shoulders. “The Ubuyashikis have already been evacuated, with Shinobu, Gyomei, and several other corps members as their protection. I have given Mitsuri and Obanai directions to where the tunnel comes out and they will meet you there with Tamayo, the twins and the other young ones. They will help get you to one of the safe houses and stay as protection. He should have no reason to go after you all, but we need to know you are safe.”

“You are separating your family from each other? What about Kanae? And who will stay to fight with you?”

Y/N appreciated Ruka’s concern but she could hear the battle raging on the other side of that door. She answered the questions as quickly and thoroughly as she could given the situation. “Kuwajima, Urokodaki, Masachika, Kanae, the Uzuii ladies and I will stay to fight along with the Slayers. Separating our family is the best strategy. At least one of us Tsugikuni girls and those twins have to survive. As the youngest female child, she will have the least value to Michikatsu. He is least likely to chase her. Additionally, Shinobu is a skilled swordswoman in her own right and will also assist with the protection of the Master and his family. Please, go. Hurry. Call Kyojuro once you are out of the Hive and enroute to the safe house.”

“Be careful, " Ruka said, her face settling into it's familiar calm.

Y/N gave them both a smile, taking them in one more time. Just in case this was the last time she saw them or they saw her. “Get going. I love you both. I will see you soon!”

And with that she raced from their residence and joined the fray outside. She was the daughter of the man who was considered to be the greatest swordsman to ever live. He had trained her personally. Trained her in the art of swords and in what it means to be a Tsugikuniin the Hive. They were the 2nd most important family in the colony and the history of the Hive and the Corps. The Ubuyashiki were not only the face of the organization, they were the founding family and the heart of it all. Every single person here was sworn allegiance to them. The Tsugikuni family handled the business portion and the overseeing of the Corps members - training, discipline, instructions, and more. 

Y/N knew that now was when she needed to step up and be a leader. Be the person that inspired and directed the slayers. As long as the Ubuyashiki kids and Amane escaped… As long as the Ubuyashiki family live on, there was hope for the Hive and its Corps. She had no wish to die, but she would not die lying down. She would fight until her last breath. She was the daughter of Yoriichi Tsugikuni after all. 

Y/N took out the demon scum and defectors as she went. She had bigger fish to fry and that meant she was not above shoving them over the guardrails  to crash into the floor many stories below, splattering their worthless remains on the floor. 

She saw Kanae being overwhelmed and ran to help. Her cousin was an amazing swordswoman, but even they could get in bad situations. Her heart was racing but she worked to keep her calm. Her cousin and her people needed her calm. 

Suddenly she felt an incredibly powerful presence behind her and her long hair was grabbed in a tight fist, yanking her back harshly enough to make her grunt. She refused to cry out. She would not give this bastard betrayer the satisfaction. 

“Well, well, well. If it is not the little princess I was looking for,” Michikatsu’s voice reached her ears. She could hear the smirk in his voice and it bothered her on a soul deep level.

“Uncle Katsu, what is the meaning of this?” She asked, straining against his grip.

He ripped her sword from her hand, seemingly breaking several of her fingers in the process and began to walk, not bothering to stop or slow down when she tripped and fell to her knees. He dragged her with him, ignoring the feel of her nails digging into his flesh and clawing at them. His fist was knotted in her long hair close to her scalp intentionally so she was unable to just cut her hair to free herself. 

“I am taking what should have been mine from the start. You and the others are in my way.”

“And your twins?” Y/N mentioned his 14 year old boys, her baby cousins almost 6 years younger than her. “What about Muichiro and Yuichiro’s future? Their lives?”

He let out a sadistic laugh. “If they die, it is of no consequence to me. I am a demon now, I do not fear a mortal death.”

“And Hitori?” Y/N mentioned his wife.

“I killed her already. She no longer had a purpose.”

Y/N saw red and started fighting against her uncle even harder. He yanked her to her knees with the hand still fisted in her hair and slapped her across the face. She glared into his eyes, a menacing looking behind her own glare.

“I cannot wait for my sword to taste your blood, you fucking bastard!”

“Such language just proves you are not suitable to be an heir,” Michikatsu sneered, bending down and getting into her face. “You shouldn’t be an heir anyways. You are just a piece of trash my brother adopted out of pity and a misplaced sense of duty from your pathetic mother begging him with her last words. No one ever wanted you or would have chosen you.”

Y/N’s hand was able to grip the hidden Nichirin switchblade she kept in her boot for emergencies. She would not go down without a fight, she repeated to herself. She would not let his poisonous words into her heart nor allow them to influence her in any. 

“You are wrong! While my father may not have chosen to end up with me that fateful night 15 years ago, he chose to keep me and raise me and love me” 

She moved quickly, shoving her knife up into his jugular. She knew it wouldn’t be enough to kill him, but she hoped it would be enough to break his hold. 

Such was not her luck as he yanked the blade free, sputtering as he tossed it, his blood falling on both of them, before he instantly closed the wound. If the 6 eyes decorating his face, with Number One engraved in his  middle eyes, were not enough to show her the truth of his betrayal, being able to heal his wounds cemented in her mind that he was in fact now a demon. 

Michikatsu’s nails grew into sharp talons, drawing his hand back to swipe down. He glared down at her with a menacing look on his face and a purely sadistic smile that reflected in his eyes. “I don’t need you alive to show the corps you have fallen. I wanted to kill you while those idiots who adore you watched, but I can easily change my plans into displaying your dead, worthless body. Maybe even just your decapitated head."

Before he could reach her with the killing blow, a blast from a shotgun rang out. The person behind the gun having expert enough aim to shoot through both of her uncle’s wrists with one shot. Her uncle’s hands separated from his body, giving Y/N the chance to scuttle backwards, yanking his severed hand from her hair. She looked up, seeing Genya standing several levels above aiming over the guard railing.

“Get out of here,  Y/N!!” He yelled, fear etched into his face before he disappeared, rejoining the fray.

She appreciated his assistance, but she would not back down from this fight. She found her discarded sword not far from where they stood,  getting to her feet and assuming the stance her father and Kyojuro had taught her, sucking in air and entering what athletes called the zone, Total Concentration. 

Y/N steeled her spine and narrowed her eyes. She held her head high as she faced her uncle who now assumed a similar stance with his own blade drawn. He was as legendary of a swordsmen as her father was, but she refused to let that intimidate her.  She refused to let him intimidate her.

Her loved ones had called her Princess since she was little, a term of endearment she had never even once minded. Today, she held it even closer to her heart. Through the blazing fires of betrayal, like a phoenix rising, she was renewed.  As of today, a queen was born. 

[historywithlaura]

ORDOÑU II

King of León

(born c. 873 - died 924)

pictured above is an imagined portrait of the King of León, by Isidoro Lozano from 1852

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SERIES - Descendants of the Kings of Asturias: Ordoñu was a son of Alfonsu III, King of Asturias from 866. Though some sources consider him to have also succeeded as King of Asturias in 914.

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ORDOÑU was born around 873, on an unknown location at the Kingdom of Asturias. He was the second son of Alfonsu III, King of Asturias and his wife Ximena, and thus was a member of a branch line of the ASTUR-LEONESE DYNASTY and an INFANTE OF ASTURIAS from birth.

As a young boy he was sent to be educated in Zaragoza at the Caliphate of Córdoba, where he lived at the Court of the Banu Qasi Dynasty.

During his youth he participated in the government of Galicia and in military campaigns against the Muslims.

Some sources suggest that he may have married an unrecorded woman probably before or in the 890s, because there are charts that do not mention his first recorded wife as the mother of his two eldest sons. If this speculation is correct, with this woman he possibly had two children (check the list below).

His first recorded wife was ELVIRA, with whom he married around 890-900. Her name was Elvira Méndez, because she was one of the daughters of Hermenexildo Gotérrez, Count of Coimbra and Ermesinda Gatónez. It is widely believed that she could have been the mother of all of his six possible children (check the list below), although the two eldest may have not been her's.

By 909 he and his brothers rebelled against their father. And by 910 the territories of the Kingdom of Asturias were divided between him and two of his brothers, either because his father abdicated or died.

After the partition of the Kingdom he became KING OF GALICIA, while his older brother became the García I, King of León (and possibly inherited the title of King of Asturias) and his youngest brother inherited the territories of the region of Oviedo (also possibly becoming Fruela II, King of Asturias).

Though he and his youngest brother were subjected to the authority of his eldest brother, whith whom he did not have a good relationship.

On his accession as King of Galicia in 910 he founded another branch line of the Astur-Leonese Dynasty, the Ordóñez Dynasty.

In 914 his older brother died childless and he inherited his territories, becoming ORDOÑU II, KING OF LEÓN and possibly KING OF ASTURIAS.

At the early years of his reign he allied with Antso I, King of Pamplona against the Muslims of the Emirate of Córdoba.

Around 922 he married his second recorded wife ARAGONTA. Her name was Aragonta González as she was one of the daughers of Gonzalo Betótez, Count of Deza and Teresa Eriz. Though he repudiated her a couple of months later and they did not have any children.

And so in 923, he married his third recorded wife ANTSA. Her name was Antsa Santxitz as she was one of the daughters of Antso I, King of Pamplona and Tota Aznaritz. But with her he also did not have any children.

His last marriage was probably negotiated as an alliance between León and Pamplona, because on that same year his son Infante Alfonso was also married to his wife's older sister Oneka Santxitz of Pamplona.

The King of León died in early 924, probably at his capital, the city of León. He was probably already in his fifties.

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When he died, none of his sons succeeded him. Instead his brother King Fruela II became the new King of León, thus unifying all territories of the old Kingdom of Asturias.

But after his brother died, over a year later in 925, his sons and nephews ended up fighting for power, in a civil war that his sons ended up victorius.

Their victory made him a direct ancestor of all the subsequent Monarchs of León, Castile and Spain, including Felipe VI, the current King of Spain. And also an ancestor of the Kings of Aragón since the 15th century.

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Check my posts on ORDOÑU II's family, his Royal House and the Kingdom of Asturias!

ORDOÑU II had two children...

With his probable unrecorded first wife or with his first recorded wife ELVIRA...

Sancho Ordóñez, King of Galicia - husband of Goto Muñiz; and

Alfonso IV, King of León - husband of Oneka Santxitz of Pamplona.

And with his first recorded wife ELVIRA he may have had other four children...

Ramiro II, King of León - husband first of Adosinda Gutiérrez and second of Urraka Santxitz of Pamplona;

Jimena Ordóñez - probably unmarried;

García Ordóñez - probably unmarried; and

possibly Auria Ordóñez - possible wife of Count Nepocianu Díaz.

He was born a member of a branch line of the Astur-Leonese Dynasty and founded another line, the Ordóñez Dynasty.

And was possibly the King of Asturias between 914-24.

[thewritingpossum]

isabellacapets

Tell Me ur thoughts on england-castilla relations under ed ii (also since i was reading this book from the 1900s am i the only one who finds reading about the exchequer to be pretty hard to follow sometimes)

Girl, everything that include any form of maths confuse the shit out of me and that include anything about taxes, like, i pay a dude to fill my taxes reports s yeah. the exchequer...i have a pretty good idea of what they were doing and why but it’s still pretty abstrac, I don’t know if it’s just the informations that I’ve personnally read but i remember that it was so dry and boring...Economy is important in a society but i just didn’t cared that much, let’s be real. This being said, I like the theory that the name come from the fact that hte first exchequer (échiquier) of Normandy took place in a room with a black and white floor, like a chessboard (échéquier too)

I'm honestly really interested by Edward's relationship with Castile because I mean, weither he thought about it or not, it was the only solid link he had with his mother (and yes i always look at those thing from an emotional perspective before anything else, that's why I want to be a writer and not just an historian. than again, eddie himself probably put his emotions before the whole political aspect so why judge myself?) How he felt about his mother, we will never know but he certainly cared about his Castilian heritage.

There's relatively few interaction between Edward II and Ferdinand IV and I think it's because they were both stucked in various wars and bullshits during their reigns. Interestingly, they both dealt with shits coming from their own family (Edward and Thomas of Lancaster, Ferdinand and John of Castile..) though it's not like it's a particularly rare occurence in medieval time, lol.

We know that Edward wanted to marry his eldest son to Eleanor of Castile (not the ghost of his grandma, obviously, the eldest daugher of the king of Castile) and his daughter Eleanor to Alfonso XI, which would have make her the queen of 3 kingdoms, including Castile itself. I really wonder how this wedding would have worked: Alfonso was pretty damn douchy to his wives but Eleanor's husband was really a dickhead to her so I wonder if this marriage would have been better? And even if not, wouldn't have been queen a better destiny, based on their set of priorities? (Joan is looking at me from behind the grave, asking me if i really think that her life was much better than her sister’s. sorry, sweetie). Even the idea of Edward III marrying Eleanor is interesting to me because, can you imagine how different the entirety of England history would have been if Ed III and Pippa had not had 342 kids together? I do wonder.

I really wonder if we could have seen a stronger political alliance between England and Castile (and potentially other territories such as León) if Edward I had cleaned his mess before dying they had not already been busy fighting other wars. I think it's certainly a possibility, since there was apparently a lot of good will on both part. Imagine how the hundred war would have gone if there had been a strong England/Castile alliance!

Oh, and Edward II is the last reigning monarch in England who directly descended from a Castilian monarch, before Mary I, another of the most unfairly reviled figure of English history. There's not a lot of other parallels to make between those two, but I find the coincidence amusing