#lconor

[leobraganca]

[ @lconor​ ]

“ what do you think – isabela and i will take the upstairs and you and BOLA take the downstairs ? i don’t want that thing upstairs. ”

[barbiebraganca]

     - ‘ WOULD YOU be interested in helping me start a new project ? ’ her voice has a lot of hope in it. ‘ i’m thinking of starting an institute to help rescue and shelter endangered animals but i would really need some help. ’ / @lconor​

[nataliademarquis]

[ *˖ ⊹ ╱ @lconor​ ]

“ i mean – it was all fine and kind of fun till the BRUNCH, really. i think i should have just left early in the morning. “ the gossip was entertaining until it hadn’t been. “ but –  the wedding ! i can’t believe they just did it under everyone’s noses !! was it romantic ... “

[georgetstuart]

“ woah, leonor, what the fuck? where are my chocolates? ” @lconor​

[hshqedit]

pov: ur nicolò and u walk into a party

[ziclovs]

❛  ah hello.  ❜   easy smile peels lazily to one side, giving a modest tip of his head. he’s only been back at the hotel for a few hours. ❛  did your leaf dress survive ?  ❜  had she gone inside when they’d heard ? he doesn’t quite remember. must’ve been the whiskey.  /.  @lconor​

[georgetstuart]

lconor​:

“I’m going to stop trying to understand anything that’s going on inside of that head of yours,” Leonor admitted with a huff. She was sure there was some kind of logic behind everything he did but that logic just would not reveal itself to her. How many people were like him? It was no wonder men got called trash! Men really were– “Oh.” Never mind. Maybe his desire to upset his sister was not so evil and misplaced. Maybe… no, she still would not condone. “Wait–” She frowned. “What does Elphaba have to do with Christmas?” She shook her head. It was probably a Scottish thing  –– or she had not understood his accent. Both were probable options. “You know, if your Christmas was ruined, theirs was too probably. You should make sure that at least their new year’s is good!”

“ elphaba? ” features twist with disgust, clear disapproval in his voice as he mistakes the fictional name for a portuguese a term of endearment leonor is using to refer to effie. “ well, she was there ... sitting opposite me? ” he looks as confused as he sounds. “ yeah, and maybe i can crouch on the floor and they can use me as a footrest too. ” was she not listening? they ruined christmas! “ anyway, when would i find the time to make their new year’s good when i’m here busying myself with making yours good? ” he grins, holding a door open for her. 

[alessandrxs]

                      𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥    𝗔𝗗𝗢𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚    ...                                                              𝘛𝘏𝘌    𝘋𝘜𝘒𝘌    𝘖𝘍    𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘖𝘈    .

                                         bold laughter, the eerie vastness of suburbia                                           after midnight, body language, cheshire cat                                                                  smiles, regrets.

            honourable, sacrificial and brave are three words very rarely put together to describe one person, but if you were to strike a conversation about the duke of genoa*, those would be the words on everyone’s lips.

            with a history that dates back to as early as the 1800s, the duke’s family has not skipped a mind of anybody important.    the family have had a strong foothold with their control of the duchy of genoa for the better half of two centuries, so all eyes were on the duke from the day he was born.    from birth, he was set to inherit the family’s duchy, and it was that future that aided him during his life.

            he grew up full of charm and vigour.    everything he could ever ask for was handed to him on a silver platter but all his life lessons pointed towards one single fact;  one day he would have to do the job he’s seen his father do his entire life, and if possible, he had to be better.    his family were known to be loyal to their country and loyal to their people.    carrying that notion only gave him the strength he needed to join the italian air force.    it was here, that he met prince alessandro.

            of course, they knew of each other.    in a country where everybody knows your name, it’s hard not to.    but the start of their friendship truly began when they met during training.    the arduous months that followed solidified that friendship more into a camaraderie, and from then on, it only blossomed.    they fought together and they laughed together.    they made each other smile during hard times and saw themselves in each other, creating some form of brotherhood along the way.

            although his friendship with the prince surely gained some attention, the duke wanted more.    it was when he met her;  princess leonor de bragança of portugal that he knew how he would get it.    leonor was beautiful, kind, and loved by the public.    he was charming, sweet, and everything he was raised to be in order to gain her trust and her affection.    their relationship became front page news and the public adored what seemed to be an epic love story, and it would’ve been, if his ulterior motives had not been revealed.

            the princess offered him a sort of money and power he had not been exposed to before, but once he had it, he was hungry for more.    now the relationship is over, the braganças are angry and want his title stripped as revenge, but there are complications.    not to mention that with the duke now in the programme, there’s no saying what lengths he will go to in order to keep not only his title but also his family name intact.

* with anyone but the braganças.

name.    utp.

titles.    his grace, the duke of genoa.

age.    26 - 27.

faceclaim.    giuseppe maggio, alex fitzalan, gavin leatherwood, or any suitable fc  !

connections already in the rp.    @lconor    ⸺    ex - girlfriend.    @alessandrxs    ⸺    best friend.    the braganças     ⸺    enemies.

group.    @highsocietyhq.

please contact either @alessandrxs or @lconor before applying  !

[aribraganca]

ariel jumped a little when the door to her suite swung open, although the mild shock was quickly replaced by a smile. the last time she saw her cousin was that disastrous attempt in addressing their uncle’s marriage. “lea! hi — i wasn’t really expecting anyone.” she swept her damp hair away from her face, ushering her visitor to take a seat. “i’m sorry... i don’t have drinks or anything except water. but if you want we could send out for something?”  ( @lconor​ )

[hshqgossip]

favourite outfits? and who isn't showing enough skin?

not judging ball looks yet, but i will say i am DELIGHTED to see so many tits out looks ( • )( • ) #freethenip

gotta shout out out @lucianabxlla, @loladebelgique, @nikelykke​ (but only parade night 2) , @aalayncs for surprising us with some HOT looks.🔥🔥🔥 but @hshmimi, @inescroy, and @swababy stole the show!! 🥵 of course, hostess @vitoriadobrasil upheld brazilian pride with her parade outfits too.

among the gentleman, i unfortunately have to say that @jclvni and @petrosoletsky did in fact catch my eye 👀

sadly @fvmikc clearly didn't understand the assignment (even our favorite encapsulation of the madonna-whore complex *cough* fanni *cough* showed MORE skin) and @lconor could definitely stand to show a little more. i'm actually more disappointed by @isvbclv -- this dress code seemed TOTALLY up her alley and her looks are somehow....boring 🙃🙃🙃

[nataliademarquis]

kscniya​:

She wondered briefly if Natalia was capable of wrestling the phone out of Nicolò’s grasp. It was either that or playing along and the latter felt so humiliating. But she knew the Englishwoman would not even attempt snatching the phone. There was no way Nat would lower herself like that. Lea looked at Nat pleadingly as if to tell the woman to do something, to stop entertaining him. Wrinkles appeared between her brows and her lips were a thin line. The flash happened before she could decide if she wanted to keep her dignity or to get out of the situation quickly. Her expression was much more neutral when she spoke up. “I need to powder my nose before we take more photos. People will mistake me for a lighthouse,” she told the girls as she slipped from between them.

natalia clearly wanted to rip the phone from his hands and then continue by ripping him apart. the way she simply couldn’t do exactly so was feeding nicolò’s hubris. even though he should have known better than to insert himself to leonor’s company – this brief moment would probably send a couple additional bragança hit men after him – it seemed like he wasn’t able to resist the temptation. “perhaps we are done here.” he allowed himself to say as lea slipped away. somehow the thought of being in only accompanied by natalia and kseniya was fairly terrifying. “or should we wait for her return?” 

what had she done ? a poor lapse in judgement had warped a perfectly happy evening for lea into the horror that takes form in one certain genoan duke. fingers wrap around her friend’s forearm, offering an unspoken apology in a gentle squeeze as she steps past. “ we’re done. there’s an entire boat full of princesses you can use as rungs on your social climb. stop taunting her. ” her arm extends between them, lifted expectantly. “ her phone please. ”      / * @nataliademarquis​

her eyes followed the rectangle moving in his hand, then to the golden blonde hair, weaving in the crowd. they’ll be terrible friends if they don’t follow soon, if only this twit would make things easy. “ please, he’ll be lucky if anyone wants someone BARELY clinging to a title. “ she was too well-mannered to grab the phone, not with eyes everywhere. but words - oh, words could merely be misconstrued. she tilts her head, eyes moving from hand to phone. “ now WE really have to go. “ ( * / @sfcrzv​ )

[highsocietyhq]

@lconor

&&. announcing her royal highness, ( leonor cássia aveiro de bragança ), the ( 24 ) year old ( princess ) of ( portugal ). she is often confused with ( anya taylor-joy ). some say that she is ( naive & unstable ), but she is actually ( compassionate & playful ). ( OOC: hailee )

[bielbraganca]

THE BRAGANÇAS :

try a closed thread featuring. @aribraganca @barbiebraganca @leobraganca @lconor​

“here’s the deal kids, your majesty the queen wants a group picture of us.” and if he knows his mother at the slightest, it was more of a demand than a request and he can only hope it doesn’t include the other part of his cousins, because it’d be a task he was not going to attempt. “we have a few ways to do it, separate pictures of each and just photoshop everyone together or gather everyone in this table for five minutes, smile and there. sent it. is everyone following the dress code?”

[nataliademarquis]

( * / @kscniya​ & @lconor​ )

“ WELL, you know what they say - when in rome ... “ her voice holds an air of wistfulness, partly reminiscing and partly repressing, as they walk along the cobblestone streets. the night was young; and there was plenty of opportunity left to carve out new memories with better people. “ i forgot the rest - “ the last shot at the previous bar may have been a mistake. “ anyways - have you lot sworn off italians for GOOD, “ she pokes leonor’s arm, “ or should we go back and get leonor that boy’s number ?? “

[iretiolowu]

“so as much as i think i’m going to be bored out of my mind here, lea    ” nika began, already half way through with her third mimosa and feeling comfortably tipsy. she turned her dark eyes towards her fair friend, words slowly becoming more accented with every sentence. “    i’m a little disappointed that i didn’t go to that halloween party, i could’ve pulled the worst cliche in the book and be tonya harding.”  ( @lconor​ )

[hshqedit]

HSHQ ADVENT CALENDAR: DAY 19

hshq characters + personality types