#stuarts and friends

[unanchored-ship]

God Bless them all for bullying him

The King of Hearts Not Winning a Surprising Amount of People's Hearts

So I actually still haven't found a definitive source about said nickname, but you may be able to put that to just me not being able to snoop through ALL the letters because I'm in FILTHY AMERICA 🤬🤬. Or I may just be really bad at finding shit, who knows. You know what I HAVE found plenty of, though (¬‿¬)?

There are these neat little things called satire poems, and in these satire poems, you are supposed to just generally be mean to some rich politicians, which is fun and I support it :3👍 they unironically are kinda good sometimes. There is actually a satire poem from around 1688 called "The King of Hearts" that has nothing to do with Shrewsbury ┐(︶▽︶)┌. HOWEVER -- whenever Shrewsbury is brought up, without fail these writers reference his missing eye just to make sure you know he's THAT bitch. He's THAT girl. And they do this pretty often, so here I have gathered all the times I can find that they have mentioned him this way, in order (⌒▽⌒)☆

We're starting off kinda weak though because I cannot for the life of me find where this line comes from, or even the title of the poem itself, which sucks O.o but oh well, I'll include it nonetheless. I do know it's from a 1689 poem and that it is a comparison between Shrewsbury and his coworker (ew) Nottingham.

The one (as far as words may fit him) wise, The other's head not overcharged with eyes[...]

From here it's easy claps (b ᵔ▽ᵔ)b for most of the rest of these we have the entire poem.

So, from 1690, which gives us the first of the two favorable mentions of him in this entire compilation, from "The Comparison between the Two Secretaries," lines 40-41:

Shrewsbury the young, the wise, the brave, the good, More high in his own merit than his blood[...]

Still mentions his eye though, as well as his chronic illness, in lines 45-47:

Like one-eyed Hannibal, terror to old Rome, Like him, by Hanno fettered too at home[...]

Also from 1690, we have "The Female Nine," lines 96-97:

'Twas no loose thought (she has too much honor) That brought the one-eyed Earl upon her.

1691 gave us the "Tunbridge Satire," lines 49-50:

But who can follow on her footsteps' trace As she leads the blind earl from place to place?

I doubt he needed someone to lead him, but we know these lampooners just be saying shit (￣ヘ￣)

From 1692 we have my personal favorite, "The False Favourite's Downfall" which gave us these iconic lines, 41-43:

The peer with one eye Does as oft with her lie, As Portland with him I raised so high.

Sodomy mentioned ☆(>ᴗ•)!

We jump to 1708 from here, to "A New Ballad," which is a little bit more nice to him, though still kinda mean Σ(O_O) like ooh even this blind IDIOT can see what is about to happen. Anyway, lines 120-123:

He but one eye had in his head, But with that one he saw These priests might bring about his ears A thing we call club-law.

And at last from 1714 we have not a line but the title of a poem entirely about him, following his lieutenancy in Ireland, which he SUCKED at.

"Polyphemus's Farewel: or, A Long Adieu to Ireland's Eye."

I'm sure I missed a few, especially between 1692 and 1708, but this is what I could find for nowwwww (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

[repmet]

Firstprince + hugs

[shirmirart]

all in favor of alex with a stubble and henry with long hair raise your haaaaands 🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌

[slavhew]

toodeee

everything is transient. only an easy to draw guy is forever

[chanse-mccrary]

Bonus:

BILLY ELLIOT (2000) - directed by Stephen Daldry

[awkward-sultana]

(Almost) Every Costume Per Episode + Mary Stuart's black gown with embellished gold trim in 4x01

[korshrimpski]

here you go whore, @1800-lemon-boy :)

[leosgreyfringe]

BENJAMIN WHITE in training, october 21, 2024

[casparscunttt16]

“I hate you”, “yeah well I hate you more”.

Colby Brock| Imagine| Enemies to lovers.

Summary: You and Colby have hated each other, deeply ever since a slight misunderstanding from the past. You and Tara go to a party and you and Colby end up hooking up and talk out the misunderstanding.

PART 2: 

Everyone 21+

Warnings: NSFW, Arguing, Cursing, Drinking Alcohol, Sex.

I sat at my vanity in me and Tara’s shared apartment, applying my lipliner and finishing off my makeup with setting spray. “Y/n/n are you ready?” Tara yell’s from her bedroom. “I am now!” I yell back. I walk out into the living room, then going into Tara’s room. “Hey Tar can you zip up my dress?”. I turn around and she zips it up and we’re ready to go. 

I grab my keys and me and Tara walk to my car, we get settled in and I give her aux. Within 20 minutes we arrive to the party and find our group. “Hey babe” Tara smiles, giving Jake a peck on the cheek. “Hi” He smiles back kissing her forehead, he then looks in my direction “Hey Y/n/n” He drags out pulling me into a hug “How are you tonight?”. “Good and you?” I ask back returning the politeness “Great I’m super surprised you and Tara are on time” He jokes, earning an eye roll from Tara. 

We all chat for a bit. “I’m gonna get a drink” I yell over the music, they nod and I leave. I walk into the kitchen and get a cup and fill it with fruit punch and vodka. I take a sip of my drink, I spot a tall cute blond haired boy with big green eyes walking toward me. I smile at him softly and he makes his way over to me. “You look gorgeous tonight” He smirks, looking down at me. “Thank you, do you wanna dance?” I ask with a smile plastered to my face. “Who would decline dancing with you” He laughs, as I leading him to the dance floor. 

“Oh my god, this is my song!” I yell practically dragging him. We get there and I start dancing him and he's feeling on my waist and kissing my neck. I smile and we’re dancing in unison, our bodies fusing together and really feeling the music.“If I knew she’d be here I would’ve stayed home” Colby complains to sam. Colby sat on the couch watching another man dance with Y/n touching and feeling on her body. He suddenly felt a wave of rage wash over him unsure why it made him so angry. “Dude why’re you such a dick to her?” Sam scoffs. “Me? No its her with an attitude” he snaps back. 

The guy Y/n is with suddenly slightly pulls her dress up, further feeling on her. Not knowing what came over him, Colby gets up and immediately walks over to Y/n and pulls her away from the guy. ,“Colby what the fuck!” I yell. “What the fuck is your problem? If this is another one of your attempts to fuck up my love life I swear to god I'll kill you Colb-” I’m suddenly cut off by him sharply turning around, looking down to face me.

 “Why the hell are you dancing with him? Actually no, why’re you dancing ON him” He asks making intense eye contact with me, I feel his breathe on my face. My brows furrow together “Why the fuck does that matter to you?” I yelled out of pure frustration, who the hell does he think he is? “It matters because I fucking care about you, and I can’t stand him” He hollers back. I roll my eyes “Fuck you”. “I can’t fucking stand you, you know that?”

“You know that I don't care right?” He pushes me against the wall, our lips just inches away from each others. “I hate you” He breathes out lightly “Yeah? Well I hate you more”  I say back looking into his beautiful blue eyes. He places his hand on my cheek gently, I drag my hand to the back of his neck, he pulls me into a pure kiss which soon becomes filled with the desire for each other. My fingers get tangled into his messy brown hair, meanwhile he’s feeling on my body gripping and squeezing as he pleases.  He breaks the kiss to pull me in the closet bedroom he could find. 

This time I pull him into a kiss. In a swift moment he unzips my dress and it falls to the floor. I take off his shirt, and unbutton his pants and he does the rest. His mouth detached from mine for a split second “What happened to you hating me Y/n/n?” He smirks, I rolled my eyes. “Shut the fuck up” he laughs kissing me again. He unclasps my bra and takes off my panties. He goes from my mouth to my neck, leaving hickies down my body as he kisses all the way down my stomach to my inner thighs. Taking a second to look up and admire me. 

He comes back to my lips. His hands wonder down to my vagina as he rubs my clit with his thumb earning soft moans from me, as he slides in his middle and ring finger slowly. “Is this okay?” I nod. He pumps them in and out of me at a steady pace making me moan out, the pleasure taking over. I quiver at his touch, he's unaware of the effect he has on me. He removes his fingers, sucking them before then lining himself up with my entrance. He pushes himself in me softly. I moan in his ear lightly, the sound of skin on skin and moaning from the both of us throughout the room.

He speeds up his pace. His strokes hitting my g-spot, I start getting louder, letting out pornographic moans. “Am I hurting you?” He asks looking down at me. “No, Colby don't stop” I manage to get out. A knot begins forming in my stomach. “You feel so good baby” He moans. “Fuck” I whimper out. He places his hand on my waist. “Colby I’m gonna cum” I breathe out. “Then do it” without hesitation, I cum all over his dick. He pulls out and finishes on my stomach. 

We lay there for about 10 minutes in pure silence intaking what just happened. He breaks the silence. “Hey Y/n?” He asks looking over at me, “Yes Colby?” I look back making eye contact. “What did I do for you to hate me so much? From what I remember we were super close”. “You seriously don't know? It started after your girlfriend at the time threatened me and you took her side” I scoff, turning away from him. “Y/n what are you talking about? She told me you were talking bad about me and I went to ask you about it and you ignored me” He says pulling me into his arms. 

“What? Colby I’d never speak badly about you, is that really what you think of me?” I ask a bit irritated, “No thats why I went to ask, I guess the way I reacted was because I was hurt” He truthfully admitted to me. “Mhm and why's that?” I ask staring into his eyes. “Because truth be told, I was in love with you junior and senior year. I started dating her because I was too scared to tell you” He smiles. “I felt the same way too.” I smile back with the same amount of joy. 

“Y/n let me take you on a date next Friday” He kisses my forehead. “Be ready by 7 and I’ll come pick you up” He speaks sternly. He gets up and grabs a rag to clean me off. I put my clothes back on and we go back out to the party. “Y/n I’m gonna find Sam and I’ll come right back to you okay?” He yells over the music. “Alright bye! I’ll go find Jake and Tara” we both part way.

“Oh my god Y/n” Tara runs over to me and pulls me into a hug “There you are I thought something happened to you. “No, no I’m okay, I’m sorry” I speak out then hugging her back. “I texted you like a million times” I pull out my phone to check and know and behold 270+ texts from Tara. “I’m so sorryyyy” I apologize. “Starbucks on me tomorrow” I say holding out my pinkie finger, earning a smile from my gorgeous best friend. “Wait wait why's your hair so messy? Not oh I've been partying messy but like freshly fucked, Y/n, WHO?” she smirks. “Well I sure can take a guess” Jake says pointing to Colby with his hair just as messed up as mine. Tara’s jaw dropped “No fucking way, Y/n, you didn’t” I stood there with a dorky grin. 

Colby spots the three of us and walks over to us with Sam and Kat. “You two have explaining to do” Tara says pointing at Colby and I. 

A/n: Pt2?

[unanchored-ship]

ough,,, my heart,,,,

Shrewsbury was a man who put off getting married for literal decades and when he finally did get married, it wasn't to a rich young heiress, he chose a Catholic Italian widow with no money no future no prospects and, some even said, no looks (they were unbelievably mean to my dear Nothing Girl), a woman whom he knew that nobody back home would approve of. he married her being fully aware of EVERYTHING he was walking into.

so for people to seriously think he wasn't in love with her is actually fucking embarrassing

[repmet]

You'll be watching on the sidelines.

[ipso-again]

[lomotunes2008]

[kindercelery]

They’d be the best (worst) friend group ever

[theseyellowdays]

My new favorite personal headcannon is that Hatfords are descendents of the Peaky Blinders. That will be all.

[sirhandelkinnie]

i have spoken my truth i suppose. i just really love these two ahh