#queen mary of scots

[the-jewel-catalogue]

This brooch is believed to have been given by Mary, Queen of Scots to one of her closest attendants. Mary Seton was a devoted assistant and friend of Mary, and lived with her at the Palace of Holyroodhouse from 1561–6 after spending her childhood in France with the young Queen.

The brooch dates from around 1580 and is made from enamelled gold and studded with pearls and rubies. It is on display in Mary, Queen of Scots’ Outer Chamber at the Palace.

~ Royal Collection Trust

[frost-queen]

Lost without you (Reader x Nostradamus)

Requested by: @sophia-winchester07, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @floatlosers, @alex–awesome–22, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly , @denkisclown, @wildiefleur , @meyocoko , @subjecta13-thefangirl , @m-rae23 , @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr , @melsunshine , @panhoeofmanyfandoms , @venomsvl , @the-uncoordinated-house-cat , @rosecentury , @evilcr0ne , @vviolynn , @niktwazny303 , @avada-kedrava-bitch-187, @erikasurfer , @slythetic , @p0nycurtis , @eliscannotdance

Brushing any wrinkles from your clothing, you softly cleared your throat. Readying your hand to knock. Two gentle knocks. Taking a step back, waiting for the door to be opened. – “Come in Y/n.” – the voice on the other side said. It made you furrow your brows confused. Stunned you opened the door. Popping your head in as Nostradamus was sitting by his desk.

“How… how did you know it was me?” – you asked curious, closing the door behind you. Peeking over your shoulder to the door to see if any magic had made it able for him to see through the door. Nostradamus chuckled putting the feather pen back into the ink pot. – “Did you have a vision of me visiting?” – you asked, back pressed against the door. – “No.” – Nostradamus he replied getting up. You watched him go round the desk towards you.

Looking up to him as his warm hands cupped your cheeks. – “Simple keen observation as you always come to my quarters around the same time Y/n.” – Nostradamus explained. Pouting your lips, you were a bit disappointed with his answer. Nothing magical about it, you were just a creature of habit.

Nostradamus chuckled once more, letting his hand brush against your cheek. – “I don’t need visions of you for I dream each night of you.” – he whispered before pressing his lips against yours. You smiled against his lips, kissing him deeply back. Your hands going over his back, feeling his sturdy upper body underneath your palms. Letting your fingers crave deep in his back, wanting him even closer. Nostradamus pulled back with a surprised glance.

He smiled touching your nose playfully. He kissed you one more time before returning to his desk. You followed him, coming to sit at the edge of his desk. Picking up an object that was sitting on his desk to occupy yourself with. – “Y/n.” – Nostradamus sighed out, taking the object from you. – “Sorry.” – you mumbled out watching him set it at the other side of his desk.

“Do you have much work?” – you questioned, trying to read his notes. Tilting your head to do so. – “Quite.” – he answered letting his feather pen dip into the ink bottle. – “Shame…” – you replied looking up to the ceiling, tapping your foot in the air. – “Does my princess require attention?” – he asked with a cheeky smile. You touched your lips thoughtfully. – “It depends what the physician has in mind?” – you replied with a blissful smile.

Nostradamus kept staring at you with a certain expression. It didn’t last long as he slightly shook his head. Returning to his papers. – “It will only take a moment. Then I am yours.” – he reassured you, scribbling some words down. You hummed loud in response, looking at the window behind him. Nostradamus kept writing  as you occupied yourself. Fumbling a bit with your dress. Staring out into the distance, slightly humming.

“Are you almost done?” – you asked, leaning in, letting your hand brush over his shoulders. Nostradamus was about to answer when the door opened. The sudden noise made you flinch. Jumping off the desk in the matter of half a second. Nostradamus got startled as well. Accidently bumping against his ink bottle as it started to stain some of his parchments.

He placed the bottle up to prevent more stains whilst keeping an eye on his new visitor. Catherine entered with a surprised look on her face. – “Princess Y/n what are you doing here?” – she questioned. Nostradamus looked briefly at you as you dared not to look. Not wanting to make it obvious.

“I was in need of some assistance… I…I am having trouble sleeping at night.” – you lied to her, trying to sound as convincing as you could. You moved away from the desk, curtsying before Lady Catherine, moving behind her then. – “Yes uhm I shall have some herbs be delivered to your quarters to help with your insomnia.” – Nostradamus called out, standing up from his seat.

You stood behind Lady Catherine, motioning to him to come find you later. Lady Catherine turned her head as you pretended to stretch your arms up. Nostradamus nodded, slightly ushering for you to leave. You curtsied once more to Lady Catherine before taking your leave.

 Catherine found it a bit suspicious, but left it at that. Perhaps she just thought that off you because of your sister Mary. She and her hadn’t been having a smooth relationship. Nostradamus gestured to her to have a seat so he could listen to her worries. Catherine seemed to be confiding more and more with him lately.

Taking his visions by heart and depending on them. Disappointed, you left his quarters, making your way outside. Holding your own arms at how your moment was ruined. You almost had him all to yourself if Lady Catherine hadn’t come in and claim him. You weren’t jealous, it was just starting to get annoying how many times that woman asked for his advice.

Wandering the hallways of the castle, you went outside. Encountering Lola on your way. She curtsied at your presence as you only smiled politely back at her. You ventured away from the castle walls towards a place in the gardens. Coming to sit on a bench, slightly hidden and out of sight. There you sighed deep. Staring down at your own hands as you waited.

Waited if even Nostradamus was able to join you fairly. From afar, you saw workers tend to the gardens. Looking to your side, you saw a bush of roses. Sighing soft at them as you missed him dearly. It was strange how it happened, but you hardly remembered which point gave the tipping away. A princess, Queen Mary’s sister none the less falling in love with a commoner. The physician with a golden heart.

Thinking off him brought a smile to your lips. Looking away from the roses, you staring back in front of you. Hearing some rustling behind you, barely gave you any time to look. A single rose appearing before yours eyes. Looking over your shoulder, you saw Nostradamus with one hand behind his back.

“For you, my love.” – he said as you were gawking at him in delight. You got up, throwing your arms around him. He hugged you firm back. Pulling away, he presented you with the flower in the middle. Offering it to you. You smiled about to take it from him.

Your fingers close to the flower as you were almost grabbing it. – “Y/n!” – your name got shouted out loud. Making you flinch. Nostradamus too as the flower dropped to the ground lifeless. Turning quickly around, you saw Mary with Bash at her side.

“I…It is not what it appears.” – you quickly called out, waving your hands across. – “Oh I am quite certain of what I just witnessed.” – Mary responded loudly. – “Your majesty I…” – Nostradamus spoke as Bash came stepping in. Pushing him further away from you.

“I think you better step away.” – he told him. Nostradamus obeying with his hands up. – “Sister I…” – you began as Mary held her hand up. – “Whatever it is, I need you to end it now.” – she insisted upon. Tears sprung making your sight glossy. – “Mary please…” – you said, not wanting too. She couldn’t.

“It ends now!” – she made herself more clear. Your lips quivered, trying to hold back your tears. Looking over your shoulder to him, he saw how much you were hurting from this. He moved forwards wanting to reach you and comfort you if Bash had not kept him in place.

Bash came nearer, taking you by the elbow. – “Come Y/n.” – he said guiding you away. Nostradamus wanted to call out your name, but didn’t dare. At a loss with himself, he exhaled loud. Mary came close. – “You are a man born of common blood. What you want doesn’t matter.” – Mary made clear.  

She turned round as Nostradamus watched her step on the rose that had fallen. He sunk to his knees out of agony that he could never be with you. Mary’s words sounding through in his mind. For a commoner could never have you.

-------------------------------------

Read more of my fics on my Masterlists!

[thepastisalreadywritten]

TODAY IN HISTORY: May 19

19 May 1536: England's King Henry VIII's second wife, Anne Boleyn, is beheaded for adultery, treason and incest.

The King likely had her arrested, charged and executed because she did not bear him a son.

19 May 1568: England's Queen Elizabeth I has Mary, Queen of Scots, arrested after Mary claimed she was the legitimate heir to the throne.

She would be executed in 1587 after having been found guilty of plotting to assassinate Elizabeth.

19 May 1943: Churchill gives his second wartime address to the U.S. Congress, pledging his full support in the fight against Japan.

Later that evening, he and President Franklin D. Roosevelt agreed on 1 May 1944 for the D-Day invasion, but it occurs on June 6.

19 May 1909: Sir Nicholas Winton, who, on the eve of WWII, rescues 669 Czechoslovakian, mostly Jewish children from the Nazis by ensuring passage to England, is born in Hampstead, England. He died on 1 July 2015 in Slough.

[phoebedynevors]

[Margot’s] superpower and the thing that makes her a once-in-a-generation talent is that she can do everything.

[cut-my-tongue]

Being a radical feminist but also a Scottish teenager who takes Higher History is horrible because WHAT DO YOU MEAN EVERY WRETCHED TEENAGE BOY IN MY CLASS IS CALLING MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS THE TOWN TART AND A WHORE FOR GETTING POLITCALLY MARRIED 3 TIMES?????? BUT YOU'RE CALLING HENRY VIII THE RIZZLER?????? I FUCKING HATE THIS STUPID COUNTRY

[mizgnomer]

David Tennant playing real people

RD Laing in Mad to be Normal

John Knox in Mary Queen of Scots

Dennis Nilsen in Des

Alexander Litvinenko in Litvinenko

Nick Davies in The Hack

Shaun Pye (Simon) in There She Goes

Giacomo Casanova in Casanova

Arthur Stanley Eddington in Einstein and Eddington

Bonus: David pictured with the people he is playing (Nick Davies and Shaun Pye):

[kathrynhoward]

adelaide kane as mary queen of scots REIGN (2013-2017)

[bunniesandbeheadings]

No “death to all royalty” nuance. Just who is your fav? Reblog if you can

[perioddramasource]

MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS (2018) dir. Josie Rourke

[diioonysus]

history + women who were executed

[catherinesboleyn]

Adelaide Kane as Mary, Queen of Scots

Reign 1.22

[dailyreigngifs]

ADELAIDE KANE as MARY STUART ↴ Reign | For King and Country ( 1x09 )

[isabelleneville]

[historicl]

[thunderstruck9]

Lys Hansen (British, 1936), Mary, Queen of Scots, 1991. Oil on canvas, 29 x 29 cm. The Stirling Smith Art Gallery & Museum, Stirling, Scotland

[lamorchemoveilsoleelaltrestelle]

Saoirse Ronan in Mary Queen of Scots (2018)