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alexandra “alex” cavendish, penned by era.
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Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980
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Romeo & Juliet (2013) dir. Carlo Carlei
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margerycavendish·
‘‘Do you see that young woman over there? Dressed in green and gold?“ If there was one thing Margery disliked was to gossip, or at least she said so, however, if the person to be talked about meant a threat to her family’s reputation, well, then she just couldn’t help it as much as she tried. “Someone’s told me we should be keeping an eye out for her and her intentions. Especifically surrounding the Duke.’’ She told her younger sister while referring to their older brother.
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alex could not help but lean in and look to where the other had been pointing . it was not a skill for alex to be discreet but after years as a lady’s maid for a fallen princess it was not something of second nature . she looked thought their eyelashes and then back to their sister . “ oh ? ��” they asked , confused . “ who did you that from ? ”
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brightvyes·
blanche laughed softly at alex’s words. she couldn’t agree more with her sibling-in-law. though blanche was just a girl when the king divorced queen joan, she remembered vividly the situation with lady mary courtenay. and she heard the whispers back home, too. it was a talent of hers — listening without being noticed. the quiet voices of the yorkists, telling her father about a possible execution of the queen, arrived at blanche’s ear like a howling wind. her family was not present at the moment, but nightmares of the execution pursued her for most of her youth. “ i had the same feeling, alex. and it was not easy to not cross paths with him when i was a lady-in-waiting to lady margaret. ” the fear of being picked of a future bride for the king only faded away when she married alex’s brother. “ well, he is quite young to be a king in my eyes. i fear he will need guidance for a little while longer, and the kingdom be at the hands of the duke of bedford again. ”
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alex had only been alive for . . . three of the divorces or beheadings, and that was enough for alex . enough violence for a lifetime and a half . they enjoyed to help and heal people , maybe , a reasoning for them to become a lady in waiting for the pri- lady tudor . court was a headache with all of these princesses running around who were no longer princesses but rather . . . no one other than another person with royal blood in their veins . she sighed , loosing their want for the fresh fruits in front of them , suddenly .
“ should we change the subject , sister ? ” alex asked , knowing they were getting into dangerous grounds . alex didn’t wish to test if the new king allowed such talk out in the open . they knew if the old king was alive they’d have guards on them in an instant . but as the words left their lips , they didn’t wish to speak of anything else , or rather nothing else came to mind .
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oflovexduty
His family had kept the news of his return rather quiet and the revelation of his current condition even quieter still. When he had been finally returned to his family grand home, in a very dire state of nearing Death’s door, his frantic and distressed parents had devoted their entire time and energy to restoring him to health again. They had not want to deal with nosy non-family members bothering them and thus had taken him to one of their secluded family estates out in the countryside to try to wake him up from his comatose state. At one point, even the family physician wasn’t sure if Michael was going to make it.
But survive Michael did. Whether it was because of his loving family’s fervent care and prayers for him or his personal willpower to return back to a certain lady which he had gave his word to, or combination of both, the second son of the Seymour family finally awoken from his deep slumber a few weeks ago. The renowned, beloved and highly respected military commander was then immediately rewarded with an Earldom for the glorious victories and achievements he had brought for England for the past many years, especially the last 5, as well as his own extraordinary accomplishments. After the joyous celebration over his recovery and his good fortune of having not only carved a legacy but also a title on his own merits, his family were then stunned to find that the head injury he had sustained in his last heavy battle was more serious than had been initially diagnosed.
He was missing pieces of his recent memories. What was even more despairing to his mother was that he had completely forgotten about his love for Alex and that posed quite a dire challenge to his current betrothal. Michael had insisted that he didn’t want to see her just yet. He wanted to fully heal his physical form and try to take back control of muddled mind. He did not feel like himself and he did not want to worry his friends and his betrothed who had yet to know of his strange and troubling new condition.
However with almost every noble family invited to the court for the crowning of their new king, it was impossible to put off meeting his intended any longer. Bracing himself for the delivery of bad news, he then strode towards their arranged meeting spot. She wasn’t there. Was he late or too early? His dark brows furrowed and he gingerly called out, “Lady Cavendish? Lady Alexandra Cavendish? Are you around?” His eyes roved about the area, trying to spot her. And then as his tall figure sighted a strawberry-blonde head moving among the maze nearby, he hurried towards it.
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alex had been deep within their mind. so deep the nasty habit of bringing her fingers up to bite at her nails came to light. how far had they travelled from their’s and the bro- no an earl for his service to the king, he was now an earl and had a title of his own. that was something alex had not foreseen to be an earl’s wife, a countess. she had only seen them living untitled and happy, away from all of this. away from court.
the sound of his voice finally brought alex out of her mind, their hand dropping. she picked up her skirts. he sounded so . . . frantic as if something else was wrong. she stopped running seeing him hurrying towards her. she reached out, looking up and down at him. “michael,” she breathed, her hands resting on his upper arms. “are you quite alright?” in this moment they were more thankful than happy that they had not brought their brother or sister in law, and it seemed the gardens were empty (just for them?). finally not seeing any blood or cuts, she looked up to his face. she wanted to reach out, to cuff his cheeks but something. . . stopped her. there was something. . . missing from his eyes.
“michael?” it was a whisper this time, her arms dropping from his arms.
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PENNY DREADFUL, 1x01 - “Night Work”
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brightvyes·
“ i hope the earth is happy, dear alex. ” blanche answered her sibling-in-law, a small smile adorning her face. she remembered well the times of king william — and suffered seeing dear friends being discarded by him. with eleanor, she did not see anything, only knowing by letters. however, the situation with margaret left blanche quite afraid that her own husband would grow tired of her and end their marriage even now. “ i must agree with you. the death of queen mary left everyone sheer shock. i hope the new king will not follow on his father’s footsteps. ”
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alex nodded, reaching out for a fruit. they had been loving grapes lately, and anything else that has been brought to the court. since being a lady of eleanor’s alex had been enjoying more and more of what court life had to offer, but mostly the food. they had been lucky enough to still go out and help the poor and sickly but be close to the royals and know the gossip of the court. they nodded as blanche spoke. “i was afraid to even cross paths with the late king, fearing even getting in his way would send me to the stocks. the new king is . . . odd and hard to read, i wonder if he even knows how to dress himself.”
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they were rather nervous to see michael again, it had been over five years since he had left the shores of england. few letters here and there but being able to see and feel them was different than a letter.
she moved through the maze in the garden, far too nervous to sit at the table that had been set for them.
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@brightvyes
alex put their hand up to shield the rays of the sun, they looked over their shoulder asking a servant to get something else to shade them as well as their sister in law. she sighed and turned back to the other. “i don’t think i’ve seen or felt london so hot before, sister. maybe the earth is upset about the new king, or perhaps happy?” she reached out, taking a sip of her tea. “i, for one, am rather happy that women’s heads will stop falling.”
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DICKINSON (2019—)
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Morgana Pendragon, Merlin (S03E05)
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[ phoebe dynevor, twenty five, non binary ] alexandra “alex” cavendish & lady has come to court. they are known for being down to earth, firm + witty but their chambers are reminiscent of the scent of roses as one walks away + draft white horses pulling a glass carriage.
inspiration: dani, the haunting of bly manor
full name: alexandra “alex” cavendish
official title: lady cavendish
age: twenty five
gender: non binary
pronouns: she+they
birthday: we’ll see
orientation: demi sexual + panromantic
allegiance: the cavendish familu
alignment: chaotic neutral
a beauty who came into the world quietly, even after patting their back she refused to cry but had the biggest eyes that wandered through the room, and a smile that came to her lips
they say you either have street smarts or book and somehow alex got both
she grew up a smiley and giggly lady, always wishing to play and run about, she had more dolls than any young person needed but playing house was her favorite thing
as they grew her intelligence amazed everyone. she was done with her tudors by the age of 16
they went to working within poor houses to help the sick, learning more about herself. how she was a lot stronger than people made her out to be, and herself
her interest are art, philosophy and languages
she’s taught herself seven languages and hopes to learn more
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Anna Karenina (2017)
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