#ooc; she is kinda worried now lmao that age might be a problem in his mind
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I was ten years old when you were born. (modern)
In this moment, as daybreak unfurls its lustrous embrace across the cerulean expanse, there exists a marina. Here, serpentine paths of concrete, aged as gracefully as a vintage from an esteemed vineyard, curve alongside the gentle murmurs of the watercourse—a portal to the immeasurable, enigmatic sea’s heart. Piers, resembling the outstretched limbs of veteran mariners, plunge into the tender caresses of the waters, anchoring an assembly of vessels with nylon strands to age-old cleats.
Water, an eternal artisan, molds the immense stones at its border into timeless monuments to nature’s dogged perseverance. Guardians of wood, sheathed in protective rubber, stand watch over the ceaseless affections of the waves, while barnacles, the ocean's inconspicuous craftsmen, adorn the pylons at the waterline, manufacturing a narrative rich with maritime heritage. Metallic ladders, reminiscent of liquid silver streams, plunge into the depths, bordered by relics of sea life—containers concealing the ordinary, hoses and spigots poised to quench, and receptacles holding the echoes of humanity’s dialogue with the deep.
Amid this domain, tools of safety and prudence lay in quiet expectation, encircled by the implements of fishing ventures, whispering of the unseen giants beneath the blue veil. The atmosphere trembles with the pious dance of individuals clad in beachwear, who, in an ancient ceremony as perpetual as the sea itself, prepare their vessels for the voyage into the open waters or nurture them with the tender care of salt and wax. Sun forms a spectacle of light upon Adam's ale, transforming the mediocre into a vision of awe-inspiring aesthetic.
They wander, in pursuit of solace. Eyes deep with the richness of caramel roam, moving in accordance with his presence—a symphony of coexistence amidst the myriad expressions of dasein. Couples, families, children—each imbues the marina with vibrancy, their laughter and conversations a rhythm of the human condition. Some stride past, casting glances that linger, admiring the synergistic bond between them. A petulant smile rests upon her lips as she heeds his words, her complexion a study in reflection. The sweet resonance of his voice shifts her attention from the terrain to his gaze. “Does that bother you?” The concept of age, so inconsequential and yet so pivotal in societal judgment, had never dimmed her spirit. Yet, she wondered—perhaps not for her, but what of him? In a realm often swift to judge, might their union be viewed as an act of askance? “I don’t really care about what others think. We are doing nothing wrong.”
@estarion - modern
#( — .:。✿*┆ answers ❀ ❞ )#( — .:。✿*┆ academic life: main verse ❞ )#ooc; she is kinda worried now lmao that age might be a problem in his mind
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&&. announcing her royal highness, ( joséphine dominique anne de saxe-cobourg et gotha ), the ( 20 ) year old ( princess ) of ( belgium). she is often confused with ( dove cameron ). some say that she is ( aloof & naive), but she is actually ( friendly & optimistic ). ( OOC: EMILY / 25 / GMT +10 / SHE/HER )
( hi, i’m emily, come n love my babe )
( also quick warning: there is discussion of childhood illness (that is poorly researched as hell, i apologise for that) & stuff in here so if that’s triggering for you please just skip to the tl;dr at the end for the basic idea, or just message me! )
the backstory
princess joséphine was born under an unlucky star. she was born over two months early, when her mother - the crown princess anne of belgium - was only thirty weeks pregnant.
a difficult pregnancy led to an early c-section in the hope of keeping both mother and child alive
and in many ways it was successful. both survived the traumatic experience, but the newborn princess was too young, and her lungs were under developed.
she was diagnosed with chronic lung disease, and spent the first few months of her life in the hospital, where doctors and nurses and her parents worried whether she would be strong enough to survive.
but her parents were royalty - her father then the crown prince albert of belgium - and no expense was spared on the tiny baby christened joséphine’s health.
it took over a year before she could breathe without help, and most of her early childhood was marred by her inability to live a normal, healthy life.
running around like other children simply wasn’t an option ; too much exertion would have her gasping for breath, and her family became protective of their precious little princess.
any minor cold or flu would put her in a hospital bed, sometimes needing a machine to help her breathe.
she was watched constantly, wrapped up in cotton wool by all those around her who wanted only to see her safe.
slowly but surely, though, the princess began to get better. her lungs became stronger, and with each passing year she found herself able to do more and more.
what once would’ve caused her to need an oxygen mask now only gave her the slightest shortness of breath.
by her early teens, her health was almost the same as any other her age. but the struggles of her early life were hard to forget.
her family were protective, reluctant to let her take risks, and joséphine started to believe they were right.
staying safe was better than the alternative ; she’d seen enough of hospital rooms to last several lifetimes.
she kept herself away from the public eye as much as possible, not wanting anyone to see her weakness.
the present
josie has grown into an idealistic young woman
her health is fairly stable now! she really only has problems if she gets some kind of respitory illness - which is why she’s very careful about washing hands lmao
she’s a bit of a dreamer who likes to see the best in everyone ; she wants the world to be a better, more peaceful place and hates that they’re at war
the recent loss of her mother & her father’s coma have hit her hard. josie’s family have always been the people she spent the most time around, and it’s difficult to think her mother is gone and her father might never wake up
she’s proud of her sister, though, for stepping up in such a difficult time. josie’s certain that in her place, she’d never be able to rule anything. thank god she’s the youngest child, and will probably never have to take on any kind of power
she can be very naive ; an incredibly sheltered life has led her to not always knowing things. it can make her seem kind of dumb, sometimes - but don’t be fooled. one of the few activities josie was allowed to do even when she was sick was read, and over the years she’s learned a lot. she’s very book-smart, just not great with real life stuff sometimes
she’s also got a bit of a hidden adventurous streak that she’s tried to suppress but is starting to make itself known. there’s a lot she’s never really experienced, and josie is beginning to see how much she’s missed out on by being kept safe. it’s making her want to explore all kinds of new things, just because she can - but she’s nervous of the potential consequences of going too far
some TROPES for josie:
ILL GIRL ; The ill girl is almost inevitably a sympathetically cute girl.note The disease can be anything from anemia to organ failure. Smart writers avoid such specifics, making it a Soap Opera Disease. It will never disfigure or impair her cuteness, but usually prompts an older brother or sister figure into shady business to help pay the medical bills. Or prompts them to rush into some dangerous/brave deed while she cheers them on. ]
HAIR OF GOLD, HEART OF GOLD ; The character is a blonde. Therefore, obviously, she is young, beautiful, pure, kind, and innocent, and the innocence can range up to Virgin Power. If she fights, it's reluctantly and she tends to avoid violence where she can.
CAGED BIRD METAPHOR ; Many, many years ago, some artistic young woman destined for marriage looked at a pet bird in a cage and thought, "Look at this beautiful creature of the sky, confined to a cell that we may be entertained by its song... I know how that feels!" And thus this trope was born.
WIDE EYED IDEALIST ; A character far too idealistic for their own good.It may be the Naïve Newcomer who Jumped at the Call — he or she has a huge stack of comic books/movies/bards' tales, and thinks they're pretty Genre Savvy. Unfortunately, their universe is more toward the cynical end of the Sliding Scale of Idealism vs. Cynicism than the stories they know. Alternatively, they might just be generally nice people whose idealistic attempts at solving the problems of their world turn out to go horribly horribly awry as no one else plays by their rules. Usually used as nothing more than a device to highlight the realism/grittiness/cynicism of the setting.
BABY OF THE BUNCH ; Being the youngest of your group typically comes with some perks and challenges. On one side you're probably the cutest, have a pass to act immature, people like taking care of you, and you can embrace your fun side, knowing that the elders are there to handle the serious stuff. And if there's anything you're naïve about, you have plenty of others to give you the realest unfiltered advice without the generational gap and detachment that your parents or the Old Master have. On the other end, sometimes people don't take you seriously. There you're kinda stuck because no matter how old you get, you'll always be "the baby" in their eyes.
AND josie’s pinterest board is right here for all your aesthetic needs: https://www.pinterest.com.au/queenemilys/soon-youll-get-better-josephine/
TL;DR - princess josephine, sickly child turned sheltered young woman with curiosity about the real world. also dead parents so she’s probs sad, just for the record!
if you made it this far congrats ur a hero. i’m open for any and all plots, so please like this post if you want me to slide into ur dms to do that! or just message me any time.
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