#queen victoria x lord melbourne

[ladydisdainblog]

artist & his muse

[muffinwalloper]

These two....

[fanaticforlife]

Victoria & Melbourne - I shall never forget

"No man would give you up Drina, unless he knew that it was his duty."

[ricardian-werewolf]

Fanfic Masterlist: Finished Fics:

Rating: Mature Status: FINISHED 5/9/24. Cw/Tws: heavy discussions of mental health, prices of religious trauma and sainthood. Lots of mentions of attempted assassinations by Vasily. Sexual assault mentions, smut in later chapters, graphic depictions of violence, but canon. merzost being used anti-canonically.

Ao3 Link: Masterlist

Stars 'round his wrists.

When I am King, you will be first against the wall.

Take My hand, I'll drown you with me.

But your profile could not hide the fact you knew I was approaching your throne.

The world is lying fallow and you are apart from me.

Holy Water cannot help you now.

Still, I follow the Heartlines on your hand.

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap.

The Cost of the Crown.

I am a world's forgotten boy.

Once More unto the Breach.

The Sun's turning Red.

Everytime I see you falling, I get down on my knees and pray.

True Faith

Just our hands clasped so tight.

****

Non-Grishaverse FINISHED FIC.

Synopsis:

Atlantic City, 1921. Prohibition has come in with a bang, and the bootleggers long to profit off of people’s desire for spirits. But some of their intentions and creations come with nasty consequences. Sometimes, liquor really can kill. And for Nucky Thompson, that’s a gamble he’s willing to take. Even if federal agents are snapping at his heels, and people are dying in the streets, Atlantic City, is after all, the world’s playground.

Chapter list:

Blood stained sheets

The ivory tower

The tin soldier

A Wolf, a man, and a plan

Every little thing she does is madness.

Leave before the sun comes up

Burning for you

Death Race

The darkest hour is before the dawn

Don’t turn your back

Series: Profunda Venae - Deep veins. 

Chronicling a split off of English history during the weeks after Victoria’s coronation, this series explores the What-Ifs of the English Industrial revolution and the idea of vampires being representative of the ruling class. It also dives into the ideas of class revolution, Nuclear Winter, the usage of productive power to control the narrative, and more. It is also mainly a narrative of just how dangerous controlling the reins of who tells history can truly be.

Written during the hardest years of my life, this series was created to be a distraction from the mires and misery of Neurodivergency in a common-education experience.

Book 1 is set in a world much like our own with certain shifts. Book 2 is a world that starts out similar and quickly becomes quite different. Book 3 is a world that is far in the past and far in the future all at once.

Book 1: The Lineaments of Malefaction: [Finished 2022]

Synopsis:

1838 - the house of Hanover and the United Kingdom are at last stable. Queen Victoria has taken to the throne with Lord M at her shoulder as her beloved Prime Minister. However, as always, those left in the shadows squabble and plot.

For what more of a travesty can there be than a sweet queen of 18, and a human one at that?

Wrongs must always be righted, regardless of who is in the way. Sometimes those means are more dastardly than anyone could imagine. As someone once said, family is not stronger than the blood that is spilt on the battlefield of power.

Chapter List, with dates of publication:

Pills and plans (2022-03-11)

Blood in the water (2022-03-12)

A murder of politicians (2022-03-13)

Ballrooms and bites (2022-03-13)

The Revenants of Pemberley (2022-03-17)

Lifting the veil (2022-03-17)

Burning down the castle (2022-03-28)

Shadows, the stars, and you. (2022-03-28)

Oh Noel (2022-04-02)

For the Queen (2022-04-02)

If we burn, you burn with us (2022-04-07)

recovery and revolution (2022-04-07)

Paint it black (2022-04-07)

A wedding and a honeymoon. (2022-04-07)

All that ends well (2022-04-07)

Book 2: The Evils of Darkness: [Finished 2022]

Synopsis:

1848 - the house of Kingsbridge and England have enjoyed 8 years of relative peace and quiet. Victoria and Lord M are at last united in matrimony and state, and those who opposed their rule are defeated or interred. Yet, plans always abound to take down those some see as unpopular.

For vampires aren’t fit to rule humans. Even in a place like Great Britain, wrongs must be righted, and balance must be restored.

No matter the personal cost.

Chapter List:

A bad beginning

Hold tight London

The Threads of eternity.

The War Game

When the wind blows

The Day After

Protect and survive

Operation square leg

Do no harm

Nuclear winter

Babylon

Unfinished FICS:

Book 3: Dum Pugnatur, Bellum Amittitur [ongoing - stagnant updates based on fixation]

Synopsis:

1865 - the thrones of Queen Victoria and King William are lost to the wastelands. The House of Kingsbridge is no more, and in its place, factions plot and squabble to rule the destroyed land once called England.

But that is easier said then done, for England herself is a place of ruin and starvation. For the nuclear winter that ripped the royal family apart has rolled its citizens back to the Middle Ages. But for those who have survived the hell of 1858, there is a new threat on the horizon that may blot out even 1848 - America has been at war with itself for going on 4 years, and there is whispers abounding that the Royal Family may be amongst the evacuees who fled on the steamship, the Kerberos.

All of these whispers and plans within plans make for a perfect firestorm to be set upon England's starving lower classes, for as someone once said: fealty is not stronger than the blood that is spilled on the battlefield of power.

Chapter list:

1. Now Is The Winter Of Our Discontent

2. Ravens feathers and Mozart

3. Paternoster Row

4. The Evil Genius of the Republican Party.

5. A Plea To Fate

6. Marian

Fear and Delight, or how I learned to stop worrying and wear gloves to hide my trauma. {ongoing - abandoned until new season comes out and interior worldbuilding kinks are solved}

Synopsis:

* Set During Season 2 of the Gilded Age - does not follow central plot by the beats*. Title taken from Dr Strangelove. ***** The Russell's Newport mansion could be called many things. The New York Times called it “Grandiose - a paragon of modern architecture.” The Post deemed it: “The newly-built mansion is a sign of the shifting tides of New Money upon our cities elite,”. More attention was paid to the ongoing Opera War waged by Bertha Russell and her arch nemesis, Caroline Astor. Astor had the boxes at the Academy of Music and dealt them out like generals awarding medals to soldiers who’d survived a conflict: rarely given and precious to only a few. Bertha Russell had set up the enemy camp with her Metropolitan Opera house (still undergoing building and desperately needing funds), and sought to gain some of the broken backs of the Academy’s patrons. The more soldiers - patrons - Mrs Russell could win over in advance of the Met’s opening, the better. ***** Robber Barons, The Crows, a Princess who is in America to settle an old Score, all for one very mediocre production of Faust.

Chapter list:

Washington Square

Old Money

Abstract: Set in an alternate timeline of the Grishaverse where the country of Ravka very closely resembles the Western Front of the Great War, this is a fic that sets out to explore an idea: What if First Army developed their own order of Saints, and how this affects the war effort. Part reflection on Religion, War, femininity, and social propaganda movements, part war-story Straight from the early 20th century a la the writings of Will R Bird. All angst. Characters: Nikolai Lantsov, Dominik Vertov, Olga Kylov (oc), Will R Bird, Alina Starkov, and others! Pairings: Nikolai x OC. Rating: Mature CW/TWs: War, mentions of extreme violence, universe typical prejudices, heavy discussions of religion. Later chapters go into period typical sexism of the late Victorian period, and share cases similar to that of the Red Army's female soldiers of ww2.

Chapter List. 1. Over There

[thelambismydrug]

[thelooneytoon]

How It Should’ve Gone

The laced veil was hardly enough to prevent someone from recognising their monarch, but it covered enough of her visage to make him frown. He liked to see her eyes, soft yet piercing in a complicated duality, but the lace shielded them from view. He smiled softly as her small hands lifted the black veil and draped it across her bonnet, revealing her regal face and those eyes that were peering at him with a mixture of warmth and fear.

“Oh it is you, Ma’am. I couldn’t tell.” She smiled brightly and let out a small chuckle, her gloved fingers twisting together in a show of nervousness.

“The butler said you would be here.”

“I come here for the rooks. They're sociable animals.” He turned to face the birds, his side portrait surely one any man would envy, Victoria watching him as he watched the creatures he was so fond of. “A gathering like this is called a parliament. Altogether more civilised than their human equivalent.” His smile was wry and his eyes held tales of furious debates and delicate politics before he turned back to her, that smile softening into something undeniable.

“I’m sorry to disturb you Lord M, but I had to talk to you.”

“Brocket Hall is honoured, Ma’am.” The man had always held a respect for the monarchy, but the reverence with which he now spoke was, without a doubt, all for Victoria, and not the throne she occupied.

She gestured to the veil as she spoke, “I have come here incognito of course-“

“Of course,” Melbourne interrupted delicately, his worry for her reputation the driving force in his need for her to understand. “But your presence cannot be entirely disguised.”

She carried on as if he hadn’t spoken, determined not to be distracted from her purpose. “Yesterday I realised something.”

“Yes, Ma’am?” They both knew that at this very moment they were toeing a very dangerous line, one that the Queen was determined to throw them both over, one where the future was being determined. History would look back this moment, at the decision made here, and know this was a turning point. Victoria would have her Lord M as her husband, come hell or high water, and the Lord Melbourne would do everything to protect his little queen even if he had to destroy himself to do it.

“I think perhaps now... I'm speaking as a woman and not as a queen.” Melbourne’s breath caught in his chest as he waited for her to continue. He wanted nothing more than to protect her, but he feared that if she spoke the words aloud he would not be able to deny her. “At the beginning... I thought that you were the father I never had. But now I feel, I know... that you are the only companion I could ever desire.” It took everything the Prime Minister had to keep from dropping to his knees before her. The sheer force of the love and reverence he held for this small, intelligent, powerful, stubborn, loving woman hitting him in the chest as if a physical blow. How could he deny her anything she wanted of him? Especially when he wanted this just as badly. Their reputations, the monarchy, both would be destroyed.

“Your Majesty-“

“I know that I am young, Lord M. I know that I am inexperienced in many areas, including love- especially love. But I also know my own mind. I love you, my dear Lord M, and I refuse to pretend I do not. I am aware that this is a difficult road I am sending us down.” She took his hands in her own, pulling them close to her chest and stroking his fingers with her own, peering up at him with eyes so full of love. Melbourne forced himself to look away, not able to handle the intensity of that look as his own mind and heart raced. “But I am strong, as both a woman and a queen, and even stronger with you by my side. I know a part of you will always belong to your Caro and your Augustus, all I ask is for the rest of you to love me, as I love you.” Melbourne’s eyes returned to hers, green meeting blue, and he tugged her closer to him by their joined hands.

“Did you know that rooks mate for life? I used to think that I could never love again after what happened with my wife.”

“She should have never left you.” The sentence was harsh and angry on his behalf, astounded that anyone could treat her beloved Lord M in such a way. “I would never do such a thing.” This sentence was softer, but still firm, resolute. She would never hurt him in such a way, she would treasure him.

“I know you wouldn’t, Ma’am. But it isn’t right, the scandal would destroy you and the monarchy.”

“To hell with scandal!” Melbourne was taken aback by her tone and her language and his eyes blew wide. “I am a queen, Lord M, but I am also a woman with her own mind and her own heart. My duty is to my country, and I would give my life for it, but it is not owed the rights to my marriage. I am allowed to be happy. You make me happy. If you feel the same, would you deny us both that happiness?”

“Of course I feel the same, Ma’am. How could you ever think otherwise? It has been many years since I have loved someone with such a ferocity. And that love is why I have to keep you safe, our love would put you at risk.”

Her chin raised in such a stubborn and familiar manner that he couldn’t help but to smile. “I am strongest when I am with you, William.” His heart nearly stopped at the familiar use of his name and his grip tightened on her hands. “Say my name,” her tone was soft, “my real name.”

His internal struggle lasted only a moment before he caved. How could he continue to argue? How could he refuse her when she spoke with such passion, love bright in her eyes and determination strong in her voice. “Victoria.” Her gaze had dropped to their hands as the nerves she’d been experiencing when she’d first broached the subject began surging through her once more, but when his voice curled around her name so lovingly her head shot up, blue meeting green once more.

“William.” His name was spoken more tenderly and softly than it had ever been said by anyone, and the love held in that single word blew him away. He surged forward, both of them gasping as their lips collided after so long of pining. It started out gentle, tender, his little queen’s first kiss, before turning heated. Melbourne’s hands had dropped from her own and to her corseted waist, squeezing gently before one moved to the small of her back, gently tracing up until he was cupping the back of her neck. His lips gently guided her inexperienced ones through the motions, patiently teaching her as he had been doing for so long, before his tongue flicked out and traced the seam of them. Her surprised gasp allowed him tentative entry, not wanting to rush or scare the young woman he held tightly in his arms. Her gasp quickly turned into a quiet moan as her tongue rose to met his. The pleased sound snapped William out of his reverie and he pulled back, gently as to keep her from thinking he was changing his mind and rejecting her.

“Well, Ma’am, I think it’s safe to say that I accept the role, whatever it may be.”

“Husband.” The word was firm before the nervousness that betrayed her age crept back into her eyes. “I mean, if you would like.”

“Oh, I very much would.”

[madeleineengland]

Victoria's random hairstyle (season 1)

[jersey24601]

VIctoria on PBS. Episode 1

[buffyfan145]

Here's a rundown of what I've seen on Twitter searching "Victoria PBS" from their portion of the TCA Masterpiece panel.

- Show premieres on January 13th, 2019 in the US - Albert will not be killed off this season as it ends well before 1861 - More kids coming and showing their mostly happy marriage while also portraying a happy marriage for the public when it wasn't - Showed a clip of season 3 with Victoria's sister Feodora arriving at the palace - Showed a video of Jenna Coleman in costume addressing the audience - Daisy said Victoria and Palmerston (Lord M's brother-in-law) do not get along at all but she has to put up with him even more once he becomes Prime Minister - Season starts in 1848 and the Royal Family is worried about revolutions going on in Europe - Plan the show to go for years and Daisy's itching to write in future Prime Minister Benjamin Disraeli and his relationship with Victoria (which was a lot like hers with Lord Melbourne as both men were very similar)

[countessmaryarostova]

But now I feel, I know… that you are the only companion I could ever desire. // Peter has become almost my sole companion, and I his.

[mirobellawho]

[ladydisdainblog]

Masterlist of my Vicbourne fic series Dancing on the Edge

Translated into English by the one and only @anditendshowyoudexpect

Carpe diem

A novel in notes on all things small and important.

Not Today

And then he always meets Her. A twist, a knot in his smooth life line, theretofore unimaginably ordinary and unremarkable. He sees her on the street or at a friend’s party; once she was just a face on a poster, and the time before last she was born a queen.

Angsty Vicbourne through time.

When you kiss me, Heaven sighs

Bits of Good Omens, bits of Sin noticias de Dios.

Some vague philosophy, dark humor, some soulmates stuff, possible OOC, plus cute puppy Albert.

and now he's so devoid of color

Mama keeps saying that the concept of soulmates is improper. And the concept of color is nothing but a pathetic excuse for those who puts lust and selfish pleasure above propriety. Life within the black and white spectrum is simple and safe. People are born like this, so it must be God’s will.

Seasons of Love

Victoria Kent is twenty-one. She has a diploma from a prestigious college, a smart older sister, a pushy but caring mother, a light-filled room on the second floor of a Georgian mansion, a vintage piano, a mint green pickup truck and a good-natured dog. Victoria has a wonderful father; he’s caring but stern, a high official at the Ministry of Defense. And Victoria knows as sure as she’s breathing that he will always have her back, always be there for her.

Spaniel Not Corgi

“....That was so fucking cool! Just as this asshole Conroy opened his filthy mouth to call me a “little bitch”, William looked him up and down, imagine this kind of sophisticated stare, then got up and headed for the door. I swear he looked so… purposeful, I even thought for a second that he decided to just leave me there. But he walked to the door and locked it and said in this fucking sexy posh accent, which is by the way a hundred times better and nobler that this dickhead John’s, “Manners. Maketh. Man.”

How to love your dragon

Once upon a time, there lived a dragon who used to... No, wait, that would be a spoiler. Once upon a time there lived a sweeping wildfire of a young princess destined to become a queen. Not everybody liked her willfulness, so no wonder one day the princess found herself stumbling through the dungeons of her palace, where the horrible monster referred to as the Abomination had lived for as long as anyone remembered...

Troubles for prime minister and Harrods showcases

Just a fluffy Christmas vignette :)

[muffinwalloper]

Vicbourne Theatre AU - the aspriring actress and the cynical critic

"I thought I'd never find any solace. But seeing you on that stage....it reminded me why I fell in love with the theatre all those years ago. Through you I've been given a reason to continue."

[fanaticforlife]

Victoria & Melbourne - Goodbye, Lord M

"And you can have music, whenever you want."

[lorelaigilmoure]

I used to be a lot of things, M’am.

[victoriasdaily]

Yes it is something of a refuge, ma’am.