#king tartan

[princessanneftw]

1955/2023 - Prince Charles and Princess Anne attending the Braemar Gathering. 68 years later, King Charles III and The Princess Royal attending the Braemar Gathering.

[nevesmose]

Karenna saluted in VIII Legion tradition, her hand in a loose claw, fingers touching her chest, above her heart – a sign of submission, offering the heart itself to a commander. Another gang custom, weaving its way down the years. On Nostramo, it had always meant a much more literal and visceral offer: to promise something so sincerely, the speaker would have their heart cut from their chest if they were found to be lying or incompetent.

Prince of Crows by Aaron Dembski-Bowden.

[blackswaneuroparedux]

Wherever I wander, wherever I rove; the hills of the highland for ever I love.

Robert Burns

HM King Charles III has a love and respect for tartan. The King regularly can be seen in Scotland wearing his kilt collection, including Hunting Stewart, Balmoral and until recently the Rothesay tartan.

The Rothesay tartan technically belongs to the Duke of Rothesay which is a dynastic title of the heir apparent to the British throne (David Stewart, son of Robert III, became the first Duke of Rothesay in 1398 and was heir apparent to the throne of the Kingdom of Scotland). Between the Union of the Crowns in 1603 and Edward VIII’s time as heir apparent (1910 to 1936), the the style Duke of Rothesay was informally dropped out in favour of Prince of Wales, the premier British title for the eldest son.

Prince William is now the Duke of Rothesay when Charles ascended to the throne.

[witchpuppies]

(via GIPHY) Their Majesties visit Tartan Mill to end Scottish Tour. 6/07/2023

[scotland]

The Kilted King 👑 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

[dreaming-in-sunlight]

Extremely self indulgent wedding sketch

[tartanplaid]

Surprising facts about lesser-known Scottish kings

Here are some interesting facts about Scotland’s Kings and Queens. So, kings. They only had one female monarch, and we all know how that worked out…

Read more: https://tartanplaid.co/blog/surprising-facts-about-lesserknown-scottish-kings/

[vox-anglosphere]

That goes for the entire Anglosphere and beyond.. Happy New Year!

As we say goodbye to 2022, The King’s Piper plays “Auld Lang Syne” at Buckingham Palace.

Wishing all our followers a very happy and healthy 2023.#HappyNewYear

– The Royal Family

[cristaq]

I’ve talked about Price, but what about og Soap?

Given the fact that he is a star child, an overachiever, someone that collects medals like bottle caps, he never had time to just… be. His schedule is always filled with PT and then some more PT. So yeah, it can get pretty lonely for him as well.

He is a history nerd, driven by his Scottish heritage. Actually, he is pretty invested in the MacTavish clan back home and you can spot his clan’s tartan on some pieces of civilian clothing that he owns. But he is not invested just in the history of his homeland. He can lose hours in museums and he loves taking guided tours through foreign cities. If a rock has a story he is very determined to find it. It’s sad that not many people are willing to listen to these stories that he records. He grew up listening to tales of mighty heroes, kings and queens, legendary common folk rising their weapons against injustice. Maybe they are responsible for Soap growing up to become a warrior. He just wished he could share them with someone… these stories that make his heart swell.

Imagine what happens to Soap’s heart when John Price asks him for a guided tour around Glasgow. They eventually enter a museum and not once does Price check his watch or ask how long their visit is going to take. He even asks follow up questions and he expresses his excitement (which means a lot coming from Price, as the range of emotions he can exhibit and display are quite limited). And of course, they couldn’t leave Glasgow without Price entering a souvenir shop and buying a scarf with the MacTavish tartan on it. Afterall, he can’t wait to become one.

[vintagesimstress]

CK3 Western Traveller Cape Conversion

It took me way much longer than it should've, but it's finally here. The first - hopefully not the last - cape from Crusader Kings 3, converted for TS4.

All ages, including infants. Unisex. Versions for younger sims take their textures from the adult version - they won't work properly without them! Hence all ages are merged together. If you unmerge for any reason, remember that you have to keep the adult version(s) (or at least press that magical 'something something embed resources' button in S4S ;)).

Comes in 3 versions, all working independently: solids or 2 versions of tartan patterns. 40 + 85 + 17 swatches. In case that's still not enough for you, you can download the .pdn texture file and make your own recolours. Just replace the colour block in the 'colour' layer with whatever you want to put there.

Only HQ-mod-compatible versions this time, because the packages are quite small anyway and I doubt 1024x2048 versions would look any acceptable. I highly recommend using the capes with the mod, especially the patterned ones!

Many thanks to Ingeli/MedievalSimTailor/Simverses for her help with slaving all those kids&co. textures to the adult ones :).

Enjoy!

DOWNLOAD (free on Patreon, no ads or EA)

[vox-anglosphere]

Tradition is what tells us who we are.

Three students from King Charles's old school, Gordonstoun will be among the pipers welcoming the Royal Family to St Giles Cathedral, Edinburgh on Wednesday 5th July 2023, when the Scottish Crown Jewels will be presented to the King.

[blackswaneuroparedux]

There is no doubt in my mind that... monarchy is the most reasonable form of government. By embodying the state in a fragile human person, it captures the arbitrariness and the givenness of political allegiance, and so transforms allegiance into affection.

- Sir Roger Scruton

[djpurple3]

king scott of rivendell i loooooove you <3 i miss you <3 i hope your afterlife is treating u so nice

ive been wanting to manifest the ideas I had for scott for. checks calendar. like two years now and finally he is here. designing a convincing rivendellian tartan for the kilt killed me and drawing snowy owl wings killed me again BUT

worth it <3

[reblogs extremely appreciated <3]

[itsfuntobeavampiree]

《☆Bath time☆》

Brahms heelshire x fem!reader

I'll get round to doing a male reader don't worry

Fluff? I mean they'll be non-sexual nudity and a few dirty thoughts from our rat King 👑 🐀

Warnings: nudity,dirty thoughts from brahms, mention of breasts ,hoes in a tub.

Not proofread. I was half asleep writing this.

♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎♡▪︎

You undressed yourself, tossing the dirty clothes to the corner. 'I'll pick them up later' you thought. As you tested the temperature a creak in the floorboards caught your attention. You turned around slowly seeing brahms stood there awkwardly with his arms behind his back. "I thought you said you were going to undress?" You said, placing your hands on your hips. Having zero shame of being in complete nude. "This was your idea anyway..." you mumbled, stepping into the bath careful to not spill any bubbles. You adjusted to the heat and sighed as you got comfortable.

Brahms waddled over and shakily slid off his cardigan. After a while being with brahms you decided that his wardrobe needed an update and brought him all this lounge wear. So seeing what he was wearing under the cardigan, it being a long sleeve t-shirt and some sweats for leg wear you got him,made you softly smile. "Don't you look handsome in your new clothes mister!" You said, as brahms cheeks tinted pink at the compliment. Not like you could see with the mask on his face.

He was now fully naked aswell, bashfully stepping into tub. He sat (uncomfortably may I add) cross-legged inbetween your legs. You chuckled as he squeezed himself together so he could fit. "Brahmsy cmere!" You laughed as you spun him around so he had his back pressed up against your chest. His eyes widened as he could feel your breasts pushing up against him, his mind went through every naughty thought he could think off before being snapped back into existence by your hands gently coming round to pull his mask off.

He sprung his arms up, causing a bit of a splash, to stop you from going any further. You let out a tsk and soothed him by rubbing his shoulders. "Do you want to be a clean happy boy?we gotta make sure your face is all fresh and handsome aswell silly!" You giggled as you rested your chin on his shoulder. His breathing hitched. He wanted to be a clean happy boy, He wanted to be all fresh and handsome, just for you. "I want to be a clean happy boy....for you" he muttered but loud enough for you to hear. You let out an aw at his adorableness and slowly but carefully removed his mask. "Now show me that gorgeous face of yours!"You cheered as he hesitantly turned his head. You looked at how handsome his face was and gave him a smile just to let him know that everything was ok.

You had washed brahms' hair which was extremely difficult as he was too big for the tub and it was harder because you were smothering the poor boy with your boobs, which I doubt he minded. You had scrubbed him clean and made sure no part of his body was unwashed. He enjoyed the part where you had to wash yourself ,watching you intently as you scrubbed your chest. You had firstly gotten yourself out the bath before brahms. You wrapped a towel around yourself and grabbed one for brahms. He snuggled himself up in the towel, shivering at the noticeable draft that was always in the mansion. "Cmon brahms let's get you ready for bed" you ushered him out the bathroom and into your bedroom.

He sat comfortably on the bed , waiting patiently for his clothes to be presented to him. You placed a pajama set on his lap as you went to go find your own pajamas. He looked down at the grey long sleeve shirt and the blue tartan pajama bottoms. He dried himself and put the pajamas on looking into the mirror in the corner, he looked up and realised he had left his mask in the bathroom and to be honest he couldn't be asked to go get it.

He turned around and watched you put on your matching pajama bottoms. He grinned happily and made his way over to you, wrapping his arms round your waist as he buried his face in your hair. "Don't we look dashing, let me just put my hair up then we can get into bed "you said reaching up to kiss his cheek. "Don't take to long y/n" he muttered as he made his way into bed still watching you intently.

You hopped into bed next to him getting ready to close your eyes until you felt a hand gently tap your shoulder. You opened your eyes confused, waiting for a response. "My goodnight kiss" he pouted as his eyes tried to stay open. You mentally punched yourself for forgetting something so important. You wiggled over to him and massaged his cheek as his eyes fluttered close. You gave him a loving peck on the lips before snuggling up into him. He reacted to this and wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you in more.

"Goodnight my baby boy"

"Night love"

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I am severely touch starved.

PLEASE REBLOG THANK YOU

[ancientfabricspreservation]

Jan Bartek - AncientPages.com - New scientific research has revealed a piece of tartan found in a peat bog in Glen Affric around forty years ago can be dated to circa 1500-1600 AD, making it the oldest known surviving specimen of true tartan in Scotland.

The Scottish Tartans Authority commissioned Dye Analysis and Radiocarbon testing on the woolen textile to prove its age.

Scotland's Oldest Tartan On Display For The First Time!

Glen Affric tartan - Scotland's oldest-known true tartan discovered by The Scottish Tartans Authority to go on display for the first time at V&A Dundee's Tartan exhibition.

Credit: Alan Richardson Pix-AR

The first investigation was dye analysis carried out by analytical scientists from National Museums Scotland. Using high-resolution digital microscopy, four colors were visually identified for dye analysis: green, brown, and possibly red and yellow.

The dye analysis confirmed the use of indigo/woad in the green but was inconclusive for the other colors, probably due to the dyestuff degradation state. However, no artificial or semi-synthetic dyestuffs were involved in making the tartan, which pointed to a date of pre-1750s.

Further clarification on the age of the tartan involved radiocarbon testing at the SUERC Radiocarbon Laboratory in East Kilbride. The process involved washing out all the peat staining, which would have otherwise contaminated the carbon content of the textile.

The Radiocarbon testing results identified a broad date range between 1500 and 1655 AD, with the period between 1500 and 1600 AD the most probable. This makes it the oldest-known piece of true tartan found in Scotland – the Falkirk ‘tartan,’ dating from the early third century AD, is actually a simpler check pattern woven using undyed yarns.

The Glen Affric tartan, which measures around 55cm by 43cm, is now on display for the first time at V&A Dundee’s Tartan exhibition.

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The piece will be the oldest exhibit among more than 300 objects. The exhibition examines tartan’s universal and enduring appeal through iconic and everyday examples of fashion, architecture, graphic and product design, photography, furniture, glass and ceramics, film, performance, and art.

“The testing process has taken nearly six months, but the effort was well worth it, and we are thrilled with the results!

In Scotland, surviving examples of old textiles are rare as the soil is not conducive to their survival. As the piece was buried in peat, meaning it had no exposure to air and was therefore preserved.

The tartan has several colors with multiple stripes of different sizes, and so it corresponds to what people would think of as a true tartan.

“Although we can theorize about the Glen Affric tartan, it’s important that we don’t construct history around it. Although Clan Chisholm controlled that area, we cannot attribute the tartan to them as we don’t know who owned it.

“The potential presence of red, a color that Gaels considered a status symbol, is interesting because of the more rustic nature of the cloth. This piece is not something you would associate with a king or someone of high status; it is more likely to be an outdoor working garment," Peter MacDonald, Head of Research and Collections at The Scottish Tartans Authorit said.

Scotland's Oldest Tartan On Display For The First Time!

New scientific research has revealed a piece of tartan found in a peat bog in Glen Affric, Scotland around forty years ago can be dated to circa 1500-1600 AD, making it the oldest known surviving specimen of true tartan in Scotland. Credit: Credit: Alan Richardson Pix-AR

“The Glen Affric tartan is clearly a piece of national and historical significance. It is likely to date to the reign of James V, Mary Queen of Scots, or James VI/I. “There is no other known surviving piece of tartan from this period of this age. It's a remarkable discovery and deserves national attention and preservation. “It also deserves to be seen and we’re delighted that it is to be included in the Tartan exhibition at V&A Dundee,” John McLeish, Chair of The Scottish Tartans Authority, said.

“We knew The Scottish Tartans Authority had a tremendous archive of material and we initially approached them to ask if they knew of any examples of 'proto-tartans' that could be loaned to the exhibition.

I'm delighted the exhibition has encouraged further exploration into this plaid portion and very thankful for The Scottish Tartans Authority's backing and support in uncovering such a historic find.

To be able to exhibit the Glen Affric tartan is immensely important in understanding the textile traditions from which modern tartan derives, and I'm sure visitors will appreciate seeing this on public display for the very first time," James Wylie, curator at V&A Dundee said.

Tartan at V&A Dundee opens on Saturday, 1 April, until 14 January 2024.

Written by Jan Bartek - AncientPages.com Staff Writer

Source: Facebook

Source: AncientPages.com

[popodoki]

Have a Catwin drabble before I go to bed x

Shout-out to the Cat King absolutely rocking skirts

content: bit of groping between lovers, not explicit but hinted at smut

The Cat King is in his own little world, swaying, humming as he makes his solo breakfast. Edwin takes a long moment, watches him. There’s a familiar fluttering in his chest, still, watching his arrogant, infuriating, wonderful, attentive lover who somehow made himself a permanent fixture in Edwin’s after-life without him even noticing. 

The skirts, admittedly, have taken him a bit of time to get used to.  

Sitting on a worn, comfy armchair in a smart pair of trousers, button-up shirt and loose suspenders, Edwin watches the Cat King swish about and around what makes for a kitchen in their dock-side abode, in a knee-length tartan skirt. He’s cutting up fresh fruit expertly with a sharp knife, steam wafting from the pan on the stove. Edwin hasn’t a clue what he’s making. He’s sure the Cat King told him, at some point, but. Well. 

He's not even aware, damn him, he just looks so comfortable. Edwin's gaze is drawn and locked on the sliver of thigh visible at the edge of the Cat King’s skirt, blinking in and out of sight while he moves. 

Done with the fruit, the Cat King turns back to the stove. Edwin, silent on shoe-less socked feet, follows.  

His lover is searching through the cupboards for a bowl to place the fruit in, Edwin knows he has 2 more doors to open before he’ll find it, so he stays still, in the doorway. Stares as the Cat King stays bent over a precious few minutes more, soaks up the sight of so much tanned skin on display. This would be much easier for Edwin to cope with if the Cat King was aware he was teasing him so, the fact that he isn’t making it so much worse/better. 

Successful in his hunt, the Cat King straightens with fitting bowl in his hands. He turns back fully to the stove, and Edwin moves in for his own kill. Steps in close, presses his lover up against the counter, revels in the short gasp the Cat King lets out, quick and surprised, then a chuckle. 

“What’s all this then, ghostie? Can’t keep your hands off me?” He teases, tips his head to the side, giving Edwin’s searching lips easier access. 

“You do this on purpose.” A nip, followed by a bruising suck. Edwin’s hands dive down the Cat King’s body, slide under then up that damned skirt, squeeze handfuls of toned thigh. A breathy sigh, the click of the stove turned off. 

“Not really, hah, but I love the way you think, ghostie.” 

“Right now I’m thinking kitchen table?” 

“hm, I’m thinking I need to wear more skirts.”