Queer romances and having that one line that just absolutely shreds your heart
Patrochilles and “He is the other half of my soul, as the poets say”
Wilmon and “All the people are fake, they're made of metal. but i like you and that is not fake”
First Prince and “History, huh ? Bet we could make some”
OliverLuc and “I am conscious this could be rather burdensome to hear, but you remain the thing I have most chosen for myself. “
Narlie and “ sometimes people need more support than just one person can give. That's love, darling”
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Mariquita Tennant (born Maria Francesca Eroles i Eroles) was a Catalan woman who protected abused and poor women in Windsor (England).
How did she end up in England?
Mariquita was born in the village Pla de Sant Tirs, in the High Pyrenees of Catalonia. During the war between those who wanted an absolutist monarchy and the liberals, Mariquita's father was involved in the liberal side and between 1821 and 1823 he was the leader the local miquelets (militia). When the King of France sent the army known as the Hundred Thousand Sons of Saint Louis to help restore the absolute monarchy, many liberals went on exile to England. Mariquita followed her father, mother and three siblings on exile to London.
They settled in Somers Town, a neighbourhood that had become home to many exiles from Catalonia and the Valencian Country and that had previously also become home to exiled French revolutionaries and American independentists. In February 1833, Mariquita married David Reid, son of a Scottish beer maker who had become wealthy running a pub chain in England. But in November of the same year, David threw himself down a window during an epileptic attack, resulting in his death. Soon after, Mariquita's first and last daughter Mary was born, but she also died soon. Some years later, Mariquita married again. Her new husband was Robert Tennant, but he died a sudden death in 1842.
In 1846, at 38 years old, her first husband's family allowed her to live in one of their properties. She turned this house into a shelter for girls who had been abused by society. There were many girls and women in this situation, so the house was full very soon. Quickly, Mariquita looked for funds and allied with the Anglican church to create a local branch of the House of Mercy. In 50 years, this institution attended and housed 2,500 girls in Windsor, many of which were girls who had been forced into prostitution by poverty and until then had had no way to escape.
The house that Mariquita's first husband's family let her live in, and which she turned into a shelter.
Mariquita suffered bad health for most of her years of service, and in the end died in 1860. She's buried in Saint Andrew's cemetery, overlooking the house she turned into a shelter.
In 2005, the Windsor and Maidenhead city council uncovered a blue plaque to remember her (in England, blue plaques mark the place where a historical event happened or recognise a historical person), though there's a small mistake because it says she was born in 1811 but she was actually born on November 9th 1807.
She's the only Catalan person to have an English blue plaque.
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So Long, London by taylor is actually Henry talking to his grandmother and leaving London to go live in New York
(I mean, Henry tried so hard to do it right, he killed himself inside, pushed away all happiness, because his birthright was a country, not happiness. He stayed in the closet, he kept quiet, he kept enduring the abuse until he couldn’t anymore)
My spine split from carrying us up the hill
I stopped trying to make him laugh / Stopped trying to drill the safe
I left all I knew, you left me at the house by the Heath / I stopped CPR, after all it's no use / The spirit was gone, we would never come to / And I'm pissed off you let me give you all that youth for free
I'll find someone... / And you say I abandoned the ship / But I was going down with it / My white knuckle dying grip / Holding tight to your quiet resentment
Just how low did you think I'd go? / Before I'd self-implode / Before I'd have to go be free
And I'm just getting color back into my face / I'm just mad as hell cause I loved this place (Henry “English major” Fox, Henry who knows so much about Britain’s queer history and authors, but than anyway, he’ll always be the prince of it, the place will always be tainted, even if he doesn’t hate England; because how could he, he suffered for it, he kept quiet for it, the people don’t want a gay prince his grandmother said; it’ll always remind him of everything than happened there, and all he went through for it, even after abdicating, still)
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