#thomas grey

[edwardslovelyelizabeth]

It is said that Elizabeth Woodwell's son and brother took a lot of money from the treasury before Edward IV passed away?

The story comes from a single contemporary source: The Usurpation of Richard the Third by Dominic Mancini. After discussing the French raids against English ships following the death of Edward IV, Mancini notes that on the day before Elizabeth Woodville went into sanctuary, Edward Woodville (her brother) had put out to sea as captain of a fleet of twenty ships. As Mancini tells it, “in the face of threatening hostilities, a council, held in the absence of the duke of Gloucester, had appointed Edward: and it was commonly believed that the late king’s treasure, which had taken such years and such pains to gather, was divided between the queen, the marquess [Thomas Grey, Elizabeth's son], and Edward.”

Mancini doesn't state that the story is true or that he or anyone else witnessed it happening. He says that "it was commonly believed" measning it was a rumor he reported on, nothing else. As to the large summs of money Rosemary Horrox in her examination of the financial memoranda of Edward V’s reign has concluded that there was very little treasure to be divided as a result of two years war with Scotland.

If Richard himself believed that Elizabeth or her kin were in the posession of any valuables from the treasury he would have requested it to be returned. He was actively seizing any Thomas Grey's assets (Simon Stallworth reported that “Where so ever can be found any goods of my lord Marquis is taken.”) and on May 7 the Archbishop of Canterbury ordered the sequestration of Edward IV’s goods, jewels, and seals, so it's highly unlikely to think that if Elizabeth was in possesion of any stolen goods she was having with her in the sactuary Richard would't issue an offical request for her to return those goods. Whatever that rumor neither Elizabeth nor Thomas Grey or Edward Woodville were ever offically accused of taking anything from the treasury by Richard or requested for the goods to be returned.

[zanephillips]

Jake Borelli and Michael Thomas Grant Grey's Anatomy 21.07 "If You Leave"

[bruciemilf]

Battinson as a parent: oh, I’m sorry that you fell , Jay. Yes, the ground shouldn’t have tripped you. Bad ground. Would you like an ice cream to feel better?

Thomas when Bruce jumped off the slide and broke his arm because some kid dared him to: Bet you won’t do that dumbass shit again, huh?

[blackboar]

Elizabeth Woodwell once wrote to Thomas Gray to persuade him to return to England, but she didn't seem to have asked Edward Woodwell to come back. What was her idea

In my opinion, her deal with Richard III included all Woodvilles but Edward refused to come back. This episode is recorded because Dorset publicly attempted to accept only to then change his mind after attempting to come home. Edward Woodville's quiet refusal doesn't attract as much attention.

[hotch-girl]

THOMAS GIBSON as SEATED AARON HOTCHNER

CRIMINAL MINDS (2005 — PRESENT)

[saltybenchday]

Important to remember that MARRIAGE is between:

ONE English Lord

ONE bisexual ginger

And ONE outspoken woman who regularly gets accused of being a witch

[lolitastories]

Mine

Thomas Shelby x Y/n

“I can’t let you see him,” I took a step back as Polly walked closer until I was at the rock entrance. Chatter around us made our conversation barely audible. The sounds of people preparing for the race were excited, the opposite of what I was feeling right now.

“Polly,” My heart ached. I needed to see Thomas, he was the reason I couldn’t breathe, the reason I was here.

“No,” She spoke louder. “He doesn’t need to see or hear from you right now,” She looked around making sure no one was paying attention. “He has something more important to deal with.” I knew if I told her the reason I was here and wanted to speak to him, she would eat her words up.

“I understand.” Maybe it wasn’t meant to be. Why couldn’t I understand that already? Thomas had left me without a word, not even a letter. It's been a month since I last heard his voice, the last time I saw him walk away in the middle of the night.  With a sigh of defeat and a little bit of exhaustion I looked up at her, “Goodbye Polly,” She gave me a sympathetic smile before I turned around and walked off. She was always nice to me, but I knew better than to argue with her thinking I have a chance to win. “We are better off,” I whisper. “I didn’t need my father, and you won’t either” I held my head up as my hand roamed over my growing belly. “We will have each other.”

I can’t say it was easy. I spent most nights crying in bed but when I felt the little movements in my stomach I forgot how sad I was. But of course some things aren’t meant to leave your memory no matter how hard you try. Thomas Shelby will forever be part of me and part of the little person growing inside of me. I avoided his part of town, I avoided his people as well. I can’t help but think if Polly told him I was at the racetrack that day, if she did then that meant he truly didn’t care. That's how I spent my time until the birth, thinking of him. Maybe if I thought about him enough he would one day show up at my door. If I thought about him enough he would feel me and our child and want to come home. But the day I thought of him the most I wanted to scream his name and hold his hand. I was walking down the street at night from my job when I felt a pain in my lower stomach. I leaned against the wall for a period of time before a stranger took interest. When they saw liquid on the floor they knew I was in labor and took me straight to the hospital. I clenched my eyes and fisted my hands but kept my mouth closed. The pain was horrific but who was I supposed to call out for? I shook my head and hit my chest trying to keep me from thinking, one thing was when this baby was still safe in my womb, but soon they would be out and they would only have me. How can I do that?

“Honey, one more push” That's when I opened my eyes. All that pain was gone, I couldn’t bring my true love into this world while in pain. They would know that pain only stills time, love is what matters and with me, they will never run out of it. I gathered my strength and with one last push my ears heard the most beautiful song. “It's a baby girl” My tears were no longer my own, they were for her. “Congratulations” I watched as the nurse wrapped her up and moved closer to place her on my chest. “She’s beautiful” I smile brightly, wrapping my arms to hold my baby.

“Yes she is,” And she was all mine. The nurse finished cleaning me up and I thanked her before they all left the room. “You are all mine, and you are all I will ever need” I soothe her until her cries turn into a peaceful sigh. “Until the end of time,” I trace her small nose and watch every detail, her lips, her eyes, the way her small brows flicker when my finger traces down her face.

“Have you decided on a name?” I look up watching a different nurse walk in, placing on her gloves. I shake my head. “Well, you still have time,” She stands beside my bed with a smile. ‘It this your first?”

“Yes.” I smile as I fidget with her small blanket. “I have a name in mind but I am getting a feel of her first to see if it agrees” The nurse chuckles quietly. “Do you need her?” The nurse nods.

“I promise I will bring her right back. We will periodically take her some test and this one will only be a couple of minutes” My bones start to aches as I reach under my baby and lift her up for the nurse to grab, “5 minutes” She whispered kindly, “If I am not back by then you can hold me accountable” I laugh at her humorous tone. I nod watching as she carries my baby away.

“1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8-” I closed my eyes and leaned back finally feeling the exhaustion of just giving birth. I continue to count on my head and even if I count faster, it doesn’t mean time will hurry just for me.

“Y/N?!” My eyes tear open hearing the worry in a man's voice. The figure was too fast as it rushed into the room and grabbed my face.“What happened? Did someone-” I rip his hands from my face and sit up with enough strength to look at him.

“What the hell are you doing Thomas?” It wasn’t anger that was spitting with the words, but they were somewhere along the lines of disappointment. 

“Tommy,” My head moved to look behind him and rushing behind Thomas was Polly and Arthur. “Oh god,” Polly’s face hit with realization. She looks around the room and steps back covering her mouth in shock.

“Are you okay?” I turn my head when I hear Thomas move closer.

“Yes, I'm okay. You should go Thomas” I crossed my arms as my eyes flicker to the clock, I had 2 minutes. “You shouldn’t be here”

“Why?” He said coldly. “When I heard you were in the hospital I came as soon as I could,” My eyes moved up to meet him. “I had to see you and know you were okay” I scoff, shaking my head.

“Now that you saw me you can leave.” I look back at Polly and Arthur who stand by the door. “Get him away from me” My eyes almost pleading towards them.

“Tommy it time to go” Arthur walks around Polly and places his hand on Thomas’s shoulder for it to be nudged away harshly.

“No.” He spoke with a stern voice to Arthur before turning over to me. “I can’t do it any longer,” My body flinches hearing his sudden change. I watch as his figure moves lower until he is kneeling in front of me. “I am not leaving you again.” It was a sting to my heart hearing words I longed for months ago. “I was stupid to leave, stupid to listen to the advice of the heart when I should have fought to keep you by my side.”

“What are you talking about Thomas?” I unconsciously moved a bit forward. His eyes flicker to Polly and Arthur who understood and began walking out of the room. When his bright blue eyes looked back at me it was like I was given my ability to breathe again. The blue eyes I yearn for so long to look at me again were, and they were just as beautiful as I remembered.

“Changretta.” Luca, a man in charge of another crime family. Thomas told me about him, how he came into town seeking revenge for his father and brothers death. “He got close to killing Arthur,” I could see in his eyes how it pained him, he must have gotten close. “But John didn’t have such luck, but the final straw was when I was going home to you,” His hands unraveled my arms and held my hands close to his. “He sent out a hit on me a few blocks from you.” Suddenly I forgot how to breathe again. “I knew I had to get rid of him before he tried to do anything else.” My hands move up to touch his cheek. “I couldn’t let him harm anyone else.”

“John is gone?” It wasn’t a question, it was a realization. I haven't known John well but he was a nice boy, what hurt me the most was that he left kids behind.

“How could I protect the woman I love if I couldn’t protect my own brother? Someone I vowed since the day he was born to protect?” I couldn’t help but wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer. “Polly told me it was for the best to keep my distance,” He spoke quietly into my hair. “But when I heard you were in the hospital I just had to make sure you were okay.” His hands gripped onto skin, not harshly.  His breath steady and his heart beating along mine.

“I know I said 5 minutes but-” Tomas and I pulled apart hearing the nurse's voice walk into the room. “She was a crier.” She stops at the door looking questionably at Thomas and I. She clears her throat and walks closer handing the baby to me. “I will be back for her an hour”

“Thank you,” I give the nurse a smile and she nods before turning around and closing the door behind her. I looked up to Thomas who was shocked at the sight.

“You had a child?” I didn’t know where it came from but I smiled, I smiled at how shocked and confused he looked but what shocked me was that he didn’t back away. Instead he leaned closer and started admiring her. “Is she?” I look up seeing his eyes holding on to some hope. “It doesn’t matter if she is,” He spoke before I could even nod my head. “I love you and if you will still have me she will be mine too.” I know I promised my tears would be hers now but as tears escape my eyes I know that that would never be possible.

“She’s ours” I smile and watch as his smile grows bigger and bigger with realization. “I wanted to tell you-” I see him shaking his head. His hands grab my face and pull me closer into a kiss. I closed my eyes and held on tighter to my baby. He still felt the same, sweet and gentle. As he pulled away we both had a smile on our faces.

“The past is the past,” He sighs, looking down at our baby again. “I have more making up for than you need to explain why you did what you did.” I laugh, shaking my head.

“Sounds like we are almost even,” I tease. He shakes his head.

“Not even close, What you did was for her and what I did was selfish, I could have-” He stops talking when I move away and gently pushes our baby towards him.

“You did for your family,” His hands grab her with such carefulness, and pulls her close. “And without knowing, for our family” I know he mind moves hundreds of miles per hour thinking of total nonsense and he would never let it go but I couldn’t help but try to ease it, at least a little. She starts cooing as I lean against Thomas’s side who sits down beside me. “Can you help me out with the name?” His eyes flicker back and forth before settling on me.

“I like the name you choose,” My brow lifts in surprise. “ I saw how your eyes sparkled” I laughed looking back down.

“Okay.” How could I feel more happiness right now?. “Maeve Jane Shelby” Now it was his turn to be surprised. “Means, God is gracious”

“Jane, like John.” He smiles, placing a single kiss on my forehead. “It's perfect, she is perfect”

“She is all ours” He laughs looking over to us.

“And you two are mine” I roll my eyes before moving closer to him again.

[sicktwistedlimpwristed]

astronomical levels of Victorian doll energy here he looks like something I'd buy at the antique store

[silena-laney-laney]

[edwardslovelyelizabeth]

Can we talk about the land conflict between the Woodville family and William Hastings?

I don't know much about this conflict. I know that it concerned only Thomas Grey, Elizabeth's eldest son. He was married to Hasting's step-daughter Cecily Bonville who was a wealthy heiress. Both Hastings family and John Grey's (Thomas's father) were from Leicestershire and were contesting the same properties in that region. I think some of that land conflict went though Tudors times between decendents of Greys and Hastings.

[vodrae]

Barbara Gordon and Young Charles Xavier fighting with dual lightsabers on their wheelchair, Batman and Wolverine arguing like soccer moms. The batfam sharing a drink with the X Men. And SOMEHOW, Nightwing found a way to know someone here. It's ANOTHER UNIVERSE DICK.

[violent138]

Bruce has never known peace while watching a TV show or movie with his kids because Dick would start re-enacting scenes or demand that Bruce stay awake while perfectly mimicking actors while Jason would talk constantly explaining the plot and the characters and why this plot reminds him of [current favourite book]. Tim used to call Steph over for movie nights and they would hyena cackle their way through comedies that Alfred forced them all to watch. Damian never lets Bruce sleep (but falls asleep himself) and Bruce never realizes he's sat through the entire film. Duke loves movies, but if it's a Tarantino he's quoting all the scenes and points out specifics in his filmmaking and Bruce always gets genuinely interested so they end up replaying the movie a few times over (to the horror of anyone else present). Cass used to make every snack imaginable so she and Bruce can watch her favourite trashy films (and Bruce grudgingly admits he enjoys them). It gets even worse with the entire Batbrood together at once, but Bruce cherishes every moment.

[blackboar]

What is the relationship between Henry VII and Thomas Gray?

It was a rather bad one. Their relationship was tainted from the start because Dorset attempted to make his peace with Richard III in 1484 and almost made it. It's still possible that the men Tudor sent to convince Dorset to go back to him forced him. Nonetheless, it's clear that Dorset understood that with Henry VII, there would never be a Woodville ascendency at court again. More importantly, Dorset had an alternative with his former ward, the Earl of Warwick. Hence, Henry VII never trusted his brother-in-law, jailed him during the Simmel rebellion and put him under tight control (bonds, fines and other guarantees) for the remainder of his life. So behind the formal loyalty and family link, there was a real tension between Henry Tudor and Thomas Grey.

Still, it's interesting to note that Dorset seemingly never attempted to support Perkin Warbeck, which shows that he was ready to stick with the Tudors if there wasn't a good enough alternative.

[renegadesstuff]

-Goodbye goodbye goodbye you were bigger than the whole sky you were more than just a short time.- ❤️‍🩹

[collageofnudes]

Dominika Chybov by Thomas Agatz

part 1 / 6 (part 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6)

[kestrel-of-herran]

my lady jane fans, i implore you to add the artful dodger to your watchlist

both are based on a previous work, with a twist: while my lady jane remixes both tudor history and the book of the same name, the artful dodger takes its titular character from charles dickens' oliver twist, sends him off to 1850s australia, and makes him a gifted surgeon for a story that switches seamlessly between medicine, heist, romance, and discussions of class inequalities in a british colony

both feature noble heroines who think progressively: lady belle is determined to become the first female surgeon in australia, and as the governor's daughter, she might just achieve her goal, if she can get one irritable surgeon/thief to teach her everything he knows. when she's not reading up on the heart's inner workings (foreshadowing warning) or deciphering notes for a dangerous surgery, she can be found throwing engagement gifts on her unwanted suitor's heads

both male leads are loveable rogues: jack dawkins will sneak into your heart within the first ten minutes of the show, as a gifted surgeon desperate to outrun his criminal past so he can keep helping people (unless his beloved is mad at him, in which case he's opening the next episode with the most outrageous heist you've ever seen)

historical scenes are set to modern rock music in both shows, and as a bonus, an important romantic element i can't reveal for spoilery reasons is woven in jack's theme in a way that will steal your breath when you get to its reveal

bickering to partners to lovers: i can't praise the romance in this show enough, from the punchy banter (jack: "if i die because of you, i'll haunt your every waking moment" / belle: "just shut up and ether the patient"), the amazing eye-contact, respectful work partnership, the tenderest physical touch (rubbing salve into a thigh wound? yes. forehead touching? absolutely) and a love confession for the history books

and don't even get me started on the insane acting because i need the consideration of every award show in existence, and at least two more seasons please and thank you

if all this sounds up your alley, give this wonderful show a shot!