#I’m here for the women🤲🤲

[visenyaism]

🤲 fleabottomtop Follow

“queen rhaenyra is like maegor with tits” okay and i’d fuck him too what about it

🐦‍⬛ raventr33 Follow

DNI if you support the usurper!!!!!!!!

🐎 brackennation

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💯 peakesweep Follow

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❤️‍🔥 harrenwhore

y’all apparently @ muchandmore, like the tumblr witch who got caught stealing bones from the harrenhal graveyard for “protection charms” last year, keeps getting spotted on dragonback with PRINCE AEMOND ONE-EYE????

🎀 realms-delight Follow

like the k*nslaying war criminal???? isn’t he missing in the riverlands right now

🔮 muchandmore

not to those who know how to truly see the way…

🏵️ riverscrossing Follow

@ muchandmore y’all burned down my house yesterday. i hate this fucking website

🍒 rhaenyrathecool Follow

“but his old tweets said-“ look at prince daemon and tell me he can’t reclaim. come on now

🍄 mushroomed Follow

yoooooo streets are saying princess rhaenyra is using your tax money to have 80 person orgies every night

🦚 motheralicent Follow

is this true????? unfollow me if you support this wh0re

🌟 savvysab Follow

hey op where are the orgies. the ones with queen rhaenyra where are those happening. so i know how to avoid them because they’re a sin. if i wanted to not be involved in that where would i not go specifically

🌷maidens-smile Follow

it literally says in the seven pointed star that b*stards are inherently sinful and base??? i don’t know why we’re trusting them with dragons now let alone the throne

🌊 spicetowngirl-deactivated1326953

hey just because someone’s parents aren’t married doesn’t mean they can’t be loyal and true!!!! prince jacaerys is a bastard and he’s doing a great job leading the war effort!

👑king-viserys-bot Follow

@ staff seize them and take their tongue🫵

[beep boop! i look for examples of the highest of treasons, questioning the paternity of mine own grandsons, the princes jacaerys, lucerys, and joffrey velaryon. if you think I’m doing a good job, tell me here!]

🏅 tequilasunfyre Follow

i might get high in my tower but call me a targaryen the way i stay in bread

💥 sheepherder Follow

the targ taxes are literally the reason why we DONT have any bread you dumbfuck lizard loyalist. suggest everyone block and unfollow i don’t want to see this child murder apologist on my dash again

🌖 crownbandz Follow

march back to KL boring as hell AND this edible ain’t shit

🌖 crownbandz Follow

why are the trees…..howling

🌖 crownbandz Follow

who the fuck is cregan stark

🪲 teamgreenies Follow

guys i’m starting to think some of you don’t really care that much about andal succession law and actually just don’t like women???? this isn’t who we are

🐎 brackennation

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#asoiaf #hotd #i didn’t include enough rhaenyra v alicent discourse. because we have already done all of it #wait i forgot HERES HOW GAEMON PALEHAIR CAN STILL WIN

[letterstotheflre]

I loved the fic but I’m greedy for more. Please share mermaid!readers dark fantasy 🤲

heheh thank u for spoiling me n asking about this bc i thought too much about it

cw: dark || 18+ only [ft. kidnapping, implied cnc, rape is mentioned once but not referring to eddie, chrissy or reader] || also i apologise i feel like eddie doesn’t sound like eddie sorry :/

mermaid!reader fantasies about a human male kidnapping her are kind of like some of our fantasies about rape n cnc kinks. chrissy knows about them bc you asked her is she ever thought about that once jane (aka eleven) came back. she doesn't have them, but she doesn't judge obvi. n eddie... eddie finds out on accident. kinda like the little argument u guys have in the fic where chrissy mentions it. n he can't let it go bc he takes it as if you're still afraid of him (when in reality you would like it very much if he kidnapped you and chrissy and kept you like toys)

so after much talking and prodding and a few tears from you bc you're so embarrassed about even thinking about those scenarios when some of your mermaid sisters have actually suffered through them, you guys are able to create the ultimate sex scene.

it's a full moon, which means that you and chrissy are finally able to transform into women. but there's a catch— you have to return to the water before the sun rises or you will stay human until the next full moon.

so eddie, with his ship and his crew, sail past the waters where you live and lower their anchor. eddie sells them the story about a magnificent treasure lost in a sunken ship in that very same spot and tells them to lower one of the fishnets to see if they can catch something for dinner.

"we cought something!" one of the crew shouts, struggling to rise the net by himself. the members closest to him run to help him, their groans echoing in the otherwise silent night.

"my god," another one whispers in shock when he sees what they caught. he taps gareth's side, eyes glued forward. "call the captain. tell him he needs to come to the deck immediately."

the crew stands in a circle while they wait for gareth to come back with eddie. and right in the middle of it is you and chrissy, hugging each other under the net and cowering beneath their stares. some of them are fascinated, others hungry with lust.

your scales tingle.

"well, well, well. what do we have here?" you'd recognise that voice anywhere. you sit up a little straighter. eddie pushes to men aside and steps into the circle, not bothering to remove the net. "you're a little far from home, aren't you?"

it's exactly what chrissy said to him the first day you met. you squirm, heart pounding. "let us go."

eddie chuckles and crouches down to your height, face partially illuminated by the moon light. he looks beautiful. he strokes your cheek through one of the holes in the net. "and why would i do that sweetheart? i just caught two beautiful mermaids and, between you and me," he stage whispers, scrunching his nose in that cute way he does and tilting his head to the side, "i have been feeling a little lonely up in this ship with these meatheads. need something to keep me warm at night, if you know what i mean."

you gulp in excitement but all the crew sees is two mermaids cowering in fear.

chrissy squeezes your arm and meekly says, "w-we'll give you treasure, anything, if you—"

"i have the greatest treasure right in front of my eyes, honey. what could possibly be better than the two of you, hm?" he waits for your answers patiently, tapping his shin with his fingers. he grins when neither of you speaks. "that's right; nothing."

that's when he finally takes the net off you, his fingers brushing your tail. the fins at the end flick almost minisculely and eddie's smile grows wider. "oh, we're going to have a lot of fun together." he looks predatory in this light. you know he's nothing of the sort. it makes it even more attractive. "welcome aboard hellfire, little mermaids."

#basically the crew really believes they caught you and eddie kidnapped u and is using you #but the three of you know the truth #strangerthings.musings #eddiemunson #chrissycunningham #poly!eddissy #dark #mermaid!au #eddie munson x reader #chrissy cunningham x reader

[headingalaxys-spicy]

the sun, the devil, temperance, and the tower for 1p allies? you can include spain/romano too if you wanna but you don’t have to :3

Since the character limit is 5 I will be picking 3 of the Allies because I also need to get more Spain and Romano content on here.

😈Devil- What Taboo things would this Yandere do to their darling?

🌞Sun-Would this Yandere feel content with their situation?

🤲Temperance- What made this person Yandere for their darling?

🗼Tower-If this Yandere saw their darling in danger how would they react?

🇺🇸 America 🇺🇸

😈Devil- He would peer pressure you into drinking more than your body can tolerate and use this as a sneaky way to have his way with you later.

🌞Sun- If he has you within his grasp such as your living with him or he is a superior at your workplace who can abuse his privileges over you as someone on the lower ring.

🤲Temperance- You’re cute and sweet. In the one interaction, you had with him crept into his mind and played like a love song that he was addicted to. He needed more. Your cheerful demeanor was the catalyst that made him fantasize daily about what your life could be like if the two of you were married.

🗼Tower- Heaven hath mercy on anyone who touches his sweet doll or if he saw that you were trapped in a fire with no feasible way out. Fuck waiting for the fire department. He’s going in to save his darling.

“I’m here y/n! Sweetheartit’s okay I’m your hero and I’m here to rescue you!” He’ll shout over the blaze as he himself gets scathed.

(Alright these taboos and situations are based off, on what I read in travel guides for other nations and what they deem to be rude/disrespectful etc. So here we go a Murican trying to write about it. Have fun with my cringe I do my best to be realistic but yeah I knida miss the mark sometimes.)

🇫🇷 France 🇫🇷

👿Devil- He will show up at your apartment unannounced. Just to check up on you.

🌞Sun- Depends heavily on the type of relationship he has with you. If you’re at least friends with him he’s content. For now. But that won’t hold indefinitely. He’s going to want to make that jump into being lovers. And he will use his knowledge of romance to get there.

🤲Temperance- The way that you decided to put on your eyeliner and toss on a cute (f/c) Flannel shirt wooooooo sis you blow his mind and he’s not one smitten Frenchman. It’s rare that anyone can make him swoon and it’s only ever happened twice in history.

(Joan and the girl that reminds him of her.)

🗼Tower- If he ever saw his lover in danger he’s going to do all that he can to save you and even transform into his magical girl strike version and save you in the most fabulous way. Magical Girl France is here to save the day.

🍝🇮🇹Romano 🇮🇹🍝

👿Devil- He greets you with a hug and kiss in front of many other Italians. He also has a tendency to stare at you openly while you’re working. He likes the look of concentration you always have on your face when you do so.

🌞Sun- Yes, Romano is more of a laid back and underneath his gruffness, he’s a sweet Yandere. (sometimes) He will need your undivided attention so that he can vent about the state of his life. He will pour out his heart and talk about his inadequacies and insecurities. It’s best you listen in on when he has rare moments like this. Unless you want to see the badass Yandere Mafia! Romano comes out. And trust me he’s not nearly as fun or willing to show his soft side.

🤲Temperance- Regardless of your gender identity ( it’s canon that he’s nicer to women than he is to men to whom of which he’s really rude) You were diligently carrying out your duties as a (new) server at his favorite Italian restaurant and he was shaving an extremely shitty day and he decided he was going to forward those emotions on to you because you’re in the vicinity.

The dude gave you an earful when you brought him water with no ice in it, he insulted the shoes you had on, and overall he was any server's worst nightmare. Thought it all you were patient and held your smile high in the face of his tirade at you. You still gave him the best service. You even went so far as to give him a complementary Cannoli with a note that said ‘Feel better. I hope this helps.’ :)

*cue Romano’s heart exploding in his chest*

He will come back on a daily basis just to see you and memorize your schedule. He was nicer to you and left amazing tips whenever you served him.

🗼Tower- He’d do all that he could to help/ save you, even if he’s shanking in his boots he’ll help you.

🇪🇸 Spain 🇪🇸

😈Devil- He will talk to you about converting to Catholicism and will try hard to do so. Whatever it takes to get you into a stunning catholic church where you will be wed to him. Doesn't matter to him if you’re an atheist, Muslim, Jewish etc he’s going to do his best to break down your beliefs so that you can match the perfect design that he’s crafted in his head.

🌞Sun- Depends on how well he’s broken you down as a person and how well you treat him as a lover. Sure, he acts dumb and docile but underneath the facade is a elder pirate captain that has pillaged many villages just for fun and to make a point. Just because it’s modern times doesn’t mean those tendencies are non-existent.

🤲Temperance- Your passion for your work like drawing, singing, writing etc, was the initial pull for him. The more you elaborated on why you love what you do sealed your fate to him as a romantic target.

🗼Tower- You’re a daredevil. Meaning you wanted to do all the most dangerous stuff that his country could offer. You wanted to run with the bulls, canoe in the wild rivers of Andalusia, and hike in El Caminito del Ray. Antonio would only allow you to do the last option because it’s hiking and since 2015 and the renovations that the Spanish government put forth to make it a safe and stable area. Then he received that fateful call from the Spanish authorities that you were injured on some jagged rocks and fucked up your leg in several different places. Oh boy once you are back in Antonios' arms after the help of the nurses, climbers, and rescuers that helped you, you goin be on lockdown for the foreseeable future.

🇷🇺 Russia 🇷🇺

😈Devil- When he first meets you he’ll joke about you becoming his mail order bride because you’re too lonely for anyone else to have.

🌞Sun- He will only be content if you become one with him.

🤲Temperance- You drew him to you with your charm. The fact that you remind cordial to him even when his threatening aura had come out to play along with general winter. He threatened you subtly while you were working.

‘They can withstand the pressure’ he will have the ever present smile on his face as he muses

🗼Tower- There will be hell to pay during and after he rescues you.

#hetalia #hetalia fandom #hws #hws america #headingalaxys writes stuff #alfred f jones #yandere hetalia #headingalaxys #yandere russia #yandere america x reader #yandere america #hetalia fanfic writers #hetalia fanfiction writers #ヘタリア #yandere france #yandere x reader #yandere spain #yandere romance #yandere italy #yandere #hetalia headcanons

[weywookitswestwood]

plz give eel lore 🤲 I love her spikes I need to know more

Aww this is very sweet, tysm :) hearing this really made my day! Ooh ooh yes sure!! I got some more headcanons! I’d love to talk more about her backstory and give out her real name but I can’t give out too much info cuz she’s being worked into my La Squadra fic that I’m writing and I haven’t gotten to her arc just yet so I don’t wanna spoil too much. But I promise once I formally introduce her into the fic, I will give out more of Eel’s backstory(and you’ll find out her real name too)! For now here are some Eel hcs unrelated to the fic:

-Birthday is February 27th, 1972

-She’s a Pisces ♓️!

-She hates people :)

-While I can’t give out her real name, her pre-concept names were Selena and Vega, but they too were placeholder names.

-She’s bisexual, though her attraction gravitates a little more towards other women.

-She’s a grump, doesn’t like to smile. She’s not one to be amused at people’s jokes and try tickling her will only lead a one way ticket to pain(cuz she gets embarrassed easily).

-She’s very slippery, figuratively and literally, this is when her spikes come to play. Her spikes are not as pointy as you think, they’re like bendy plastic and supposed to offer traction when slipping around surfaces(think of cleats).

Ok! That’s it for now! Stay fabulous!💖✨

#jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #jojo #jojo oc #jjba oc #part 5 #vento aureo #golden wind

[flatlinedgamer]

For the Fanfic ask! 🛒⛔🦅🤲

Sorry this took me so long! Here we go.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

Despite the fact that I don't think I'm a very funny person, I write a lot of humor and sarcasm. I'm also a big fan of forcing my OCs to come to terms with their place in the world and the role they've been assigned. A role they generally do not want.

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

I am absolutely a panster. What's the plot? I have no idea. How's it going to end? Your guess is as good as mine. I have to reread my fics a lot to make sure they don't deviate off into the distance.

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

So, so many. Most of which never saw the light of day. I couldn't count them if I wanted to since many were lost when laptops inevitably broke, before I started religiously backing up my files.

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

You mean like this snippet of LLAP Chapter 9? 😁

Marco cocked his head as he watched the Spartan offload what had to be an incredibly heavy crate if he was handling it. “This is probably a stupid question but has it ever occurred to you to just flirt with him and see how it goes?”

I turned my head slowly towards my best friend and glared. “No,” I said firmly, “and I have no intention of doing it, either.”

“Oh come on,” he groaned in frustration. “You’re not getting any and he’s not getting any. You like him. He seems to like you, I think. The point is, you have nothing to lose by flirting with him. What’s the worst that can happen? He says he’s not interested or it confuses the shit out him and you both go back to being the awkward shits you are. There is no down side.”

“It’s a bad idea,” I mumbled as I lowered my eyes and looked away.

“Well,” Marco said with a disappointed sigh. “You can borrow my helmet stripper.”

I groaned in annoyance and threw my hands up. “For fuck’s sake, Marco. I’m not interested in women and I wouldn’t touch that fucking picture with a flamethrower.”

“What picture?” Chief asked as he came to stand with us. Spartans are entirely too silent for how fucking huge they are.

#fanfic writer ask game #fanfic #ask me things #writing

[levmada]

Ok so after the latest episode, this may be cheesy, but I could just imagine visiting Marley with them and let’s say some men in the crowd bother you or something and Levi like stops it? Idk I’m in a fluff mood

hiya anon :3 this took a few days, so i hope you’re still in a fluff mood 🤲 also, i hope you don’t mind that i added that the reader character is (a little) pregnant👍 which changes nothing else otherwise :)

summary: Upon visiting Marley for the first time, Levi does more than defend you when some men try to bother you.

content/warnings: suit Levi (hehe), highkey Ackerbond portrayal, Levi-typical violence, expedition to Marley, protective best boy Levi, light description of harassment, very happy ending

wc: ~1.4k

Levi senses something’s wrong before there's any obvious indication. Hell, you’re not even within his line of sight, but he knows. He can feel it. Some hard instinct stirs behind his sternum, and a light thread of knowledge tugs at the top of his spine.

He stops dead in the middle of the street and turns around, his eyes narrowing. Men and women brush past him, but his gaze is locked in the direction where he last saw you.

Then, it’s no longer tugging, but yanking, and he’s moving in long strides without commanding his feet to do so.

Something tells him you’re down by the docks. Even though he last saw you gushing over the cold cream-stuff with Sasha and Connie, you adore how the saltwater smells, you like picking at barnacles for some horrible reason, not to mention burying your feet in the sand and somehow Levi just knows. He couldn’t pry you from the deck the whole journey here: you’d live on a boat if you could. Something tells him you’re by the docks and that something is wrong.

The people of Liberio have better things to do than appreciate the ocean. The dock is very sparse of people, which means he catches sight of you immediately; your insistence this morning to match Mikasa’s outfit helps. But he’s not looking at that: there’s three men. One of them has his hand very sincerely trying to catch your waist. Levi sees red.

You don’t even notice it’s him at first, you’re so caught up in what’s happening. The one who put his disgusting hand on you is stocky and tall with a disgusting smile.

Levi bends the man’s wrist back when he grabs it, feels with satisfaction the tiny bones grind together before they break, and wrenches his whole body back. His howl of pain is cut short when he smacks into the ground, shortly followed by the balding one that Levi nails in his fat belly. By this time you’re clinging to the back of his suit jacket—not pulling him back, but clinging, as if you refuse to let go now that you’ve found something safe and strong to hold onto.

Levi isn’t even winded. The last one is tall and skinny with a thick, bushy mustache. It seems to shiver with the way his jaw stammers to speak. He’s shaking all over, even his twiggy arms that he holds up in surrender.

“Ho-lee shit–”

Sneering, Levi seizes him by the front of his suspenders and yanks him down so he can get a good look at the murder on his face.

“Tell me,” Levi hisses, “You wanna have kids in the future?”

“I-I—” The skinny guy blubbers when he nods, like a broken bobblehead.

“Then get outta here, or I’ll be cutting your balls off.”

Levi hurls him back. The guy was already squirming to get away—“You’re crazy–!”—so he falls, ending up sprawled on his back like a pitiful turtle.

You pull on his jacket again, this time demanding. You two have to get the hell out of here now that a scene has been made: bunches of kids are pointing, women cupping their mouths in disbelief at the sheer violence that just transpired.

He starts to say your name—to make certain you weren’t physically harmed—but with his wrist clutched in your hand, you’re already dashing to get away. You call him an idiot for going overboard and in the same sentence thank him until the words lose meaning.

At least his ferocious instincts have bled away.

You find yourselves in a crowded street, bullying through bodies, and now that you’ve certainly blended in, he yanks you close to his side to stop your haste. There’s a corner up ahead.

He isn’t winded, but you are. “You shouldn’t be running. This way.”

You clutch him even harder, your breaths ballooning. “We’re not far away enough—” you swallow audibly, “—and the others—”

“Hey. Hush. We’re gonna be fine,” Levi soothes. With his arm protectively around you, he steers you both around the corner, and in the direction of the far side of town.

You thank him again, one hand still clutching his lapel, your belly with the other. This soon, you’ve barely started showing. That’s the only reason Hange allowed you to attend this expedition, and the only reason Levi let you drag him along as fast and as far as you did just now.

The cityscape drops away, and patches of grass and farmland start to sprout up. He’s still holding you. No matter that he isn’t winded from the fight, his heart goes on pounding. It feels impossible to stop glaring daggers and calm down, because how dare they touch you? Nausea turns his stomach. He wouldn’t have done it, but he wanted them dead at that moment.

“Did they hurt you?” He makes it a point to look at you while he says this in case you even think of undermining the urgency of the situation. “Touch you anywhere else?”

He knows it’s needless and possibly overprotective of him—Hange has dubbed Levi your ‘attack dog’ since you became pregnant—but his palm keeps skating over that spot on your back where he first spotted one of the three touching you. It eases his nerves, erasing that filthy touch and replacing it with his own.

Meanwhile, you’re just shaking your head, still a little shaken. There’s a bead of sweat on your brow, beneath your crisp boater hat.

“I think…” You stall, and laugh breathlessly. “You hurt them so bad they’ll never try a thing like that again. To anyone.”

That reassures him somewhat. He’s not sorry for what he did, but it was overkill to break a bone; his body just acted. All for the better though, now that you’re safe and relatively unharmed.

Abruptly your stride slows down to a trudge. You’re sorry, but you need to sit down. “My feet are killing me.”

Since this expedition was finalized, Levi must’ve given you grief a hundred times for just how much he opposed you crossing the ocean with the others to scout out Liberio; even after you made an arrangement with the Commander to go on leave once you hit the three-month mark.

A sour word sits on his tongue, but he says nothing. You’re in no state to hear him bitch and fret over you some more.

Instead he stops immediately, and checks out your surroundings. Obviously there wouldn’t be a bench this far from the inner city. Rather, he’s checking to make sure there are no threats. Stubborn habit.

He sees none. By a fence, where the grass is trimmed and your surroundings are relatively adequate, he finally lets you go to shed his suit jacket, exposing his vest and pressed shirt. It’s already wrinkled anyway.

He spreads the navy jacket in the grass, and looks expectantly at your flabbergasted expression. He understands your confusion, but he can’t bring himself to care that it’s dirty. You need someplace to sit.

“Well?”

Your eyes glaze over with tears, and his eyes grow a touch wide. “You’re the best. I love you so much.”

“I… I didn’t. Do anything,” he stammers. You know how he dislikes when you say such things out of turn, but the doctor also warned you both extensively that your hormones may get a bit wild sooner or later.

Just so he has something to do, he gently presses on your shoulders so you lower down into a sit. Right when his heart was starting to calm down, it skips a beat now that you say that.

“You did. Are you kidding?” You sniff.

He settles down beside you, then a little closer so his hand can lay comfortably on your stomach. “Still… You don’t have to say all that.” Though he loves you too, very much.

A pause. “Are you both alright?”

You laugh and weep a little at the same time. “Yes... But I meant it,” you whisper.

“I know.” And he’s still reeling because of it. “Don’t cry.”

You breathe a long, level sigh, and it’s a relief to feel you finally relax; not strung tight like a bowstring anymore, but loose and comfortable, because you’re safe.

He plans to always be there to protect you. Today again proved that he doesn’t even need to be near you to do just that.

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#levi x reader #g.scribe #levi x you #levi ackerman fic #levi ackermann x reader #levi fluff #captain levi x you #levi attack on titan

[count-lero]

May I ask you, dear gentlemen and gentlewomen, what time is it? I humbly believe that it’s a meme time!

Once again trying my best in the field of some incredibly local history-related jokes and puns realised with the help of memes which sometimes seem old as time itself… Fortunately, we constantly speak about time, space and particular historical epoch over here, thus I proclaim the notion “outdated meme” a social construct. 👍

Aaaand proudly present to you this notorious composition called “The Austrian Chancellor who came to save the imperial day from the God-knows-where-in-the-Rhein-region and the 33 Bohemian noblemen (with the intrusion of one Moravian “fonctionnaire”) who accompanied him on his thorny life-path”!

Of course, 33 person in one picture would be a little bit too much. That’s why I took the creative liberty to pick only the most famous and influential ones whom I’m going to name all at once (with the exception of dear Fürst Karl, for sure, cause his emersion will probably start causing headaches for everyone who still checks this God forsaken blog soon…)!

Let’s start with two wonderful people standing proudly behind Schwarzenberg’s back as they were his favourite adjutants during the Napoleonic campaigns of 1812-1814 and owe him a lot with regards to their careers in the Austrian military ranks. The first one is Karl Johann Nepomuk Gabriel Graf Clam-Martinez (count Karl Clam-Martinez, in short), a wonderful soldier and even more brilliant administrator who will actively help Metternich in his rivalry with another exceptional gentlemen featuring in this meme which took place in the late 1830s (like he suddenly died in 1840).

Cool story alert! In April 1814 Clam was a member of the group of allied generals who accompanied Napoleon himself on his journey to Elba and saved the emperor from certain humiliating experience few times. Napoleon was truly grateful to him and treated him well during those memorable times. 🤲

The second one is non other than Alfred Candidus Ferdinand Fürst zu Windisch-Grätz (prince Alfred zu Windish-Grätz, in short), a flamboyant, hot-headed, very straight-forwards military man (future field-marshal) who - according to the contemporaries - managed to steal the hearts of half of the renown European beauties, most notably of Wilhelmina, duchess of Sagan. So, yeah, he actually was Metternich’s adversary №1 for a while, when it came to the sphere of scandalous love affairs, and let me tell you all, it was a sh*t show I still can’t comprehend fully because it was too much. Even for such an eccentric person as Metternich… ☠️

(Actually! Actually, both Clam and Windisch-Grätz were les amants of the two most renown sisters of Sagan - Wilhelmina, being the eldest, and Dorothea, being the youngest, - during the Congress of Vienna. Basically at the same time as those stunning women drove crazy Metternich and Talleyrand respectively. I can see that hilarious picture clearly: two diplomats practically dying of their love towards sisters of Sagan; two sisters of Sagan cheerfully celebrating the New 1815 year together with two young distinguished Austrian officers of Czech origin; meanwhile Schwarzenberg, the president of Hofkriegsrath already, just sits in his Kriegsgebäude, listens to the rumours about his ✨good boiz✨ and sighs resignedly…)

Well, that was fun! Passing on to count Radetzky…

…Comes a sudden revelation that I won’t speak out a lot about Joseph Wenzel Anton Franz Karl Graf Radetzky von Radetz (count Joseph Radetzky, in short) simply because it’s him! He probably is the most well-known herr out of the whole company - Metternich’s close friend, whom Klemens saved from the total oblivion after the war of 1809, the head-of-stuff at Schwarzenberg’s times, future president of Hofkriegsrath as well and the “father of the nation”, of course (does a question “what is the second-to-first «titular» nation in the Habsburg’s monarchy after the Austrians themselves” truly appear after that claim, I wonder)!

*also, like, Windish-Grätz and Radetzky were the 1848s main repressive force in the empire and the only people who truly mourned Metternich’s resignation and exile - what a turn of events, for Alfred especially!*

Now we come to the uncharted territory almost.

This wonderful person is… Karl Friedrich von Kübeck, Freiherr von Kübau. He sounds quite simple, ordinary even, you might say, however his origin story is a miracle. This man was a son of a tailor from Moravia (it’s like Bohemia is the western part of modern-days Czech Republic and Moravia is the eastern part of the country) who rose to the position of hofrat and obtained a barony as a reward for his excellent service. He joined Metternich’s opposition to the last character who will appear in our miraculous story in the late 1830-1840s as he understood everyone’s weaknesses very well and still saw in Metternich, an incredibly experienced official at the time, a lot of potential.

The man of his social background, he understood the needs of the country better than anyone else, yet he was unsuccessful in his efforts of reforming the monarchy slowly but surely without any need for an internal bloodshed. And that was a real tragedy, since even Metternich himself tried to adapt the bullky machinery of the Austrian empire to the certain notions of time still in the 1820s… Even Metternich, one the most famous conservators of the post-Napoleonic Europe.

I guess, that circumstance speaks all for itself. 😔

Thus, we arrive to the glorious conclusion of this extensive memology and it has the magnetic face of Franz Anton Graf von Kolowrat-Liebsteinsky (count Franz Kolowrat-Liebsteinsky). He deserves to crown our noble list of Bohemian aristocrats, since he became the actual governor of the region in the year 1809! He also was elevated to lead the Austrian State Council responsible for the Interior and Finances in 1826. 🇨🇿

The most important period in his life came with the death of the emperor Franz II and the accession to the throne of his poor son Ferdinand who had such bad health issues that he needed a Regency council to aid him in his reign. Who tried to claim all the responsibilities to himself only? Of course, it was our dear Klemens! Metternich actually waged very intense battles against Kolowrat since his appointment as the minister of the interior. And after the creation of the Regency council their rivalry could be described as “two delicate, aristocratic from the top of their silver-haired heads to the tip of their sleek fingers, old queens fighting constantly throughout the whole damned Vormärz”. 🙄

In the end, we can say with confidence, that count Kolowrat emerged victorious from the struggle: the Revolution of 1848 made an exile out of the damned Mephistopheles Metternich, meanwhile Kolowrat became the first Minister-President of the renewing Habsburg’s monarchy.

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Well. That was an incredible journey half a century long, for sure. 👁👁

Very proud of marrying successively all the puns with the factual information I wanted to share about this incredible company of Austrian men who were connected to each other so gracefully and so closely. 🇦🇹

Hope you’ll like it as well, dear readers! It’s always my pleasure. 💗

Bis zum nächsten Mal~

#history meme #klemens von metternich #karl zu schwarzenberg #karl von clam-martinez #alfred zu windisch-grätz #joseph radetzky #karl von kübeck #franz von kolowrat-liebsteinsky #napoleonic era #napoleonic wars #austrian empire #austrian nobility #19th century

[nyxs-sins]

Leonardo Draws F!MC as the “Perfect Woman”

Dear @simpingandsinning, I wrote this for you. I love you bestie! I hope you like it! 🥺🤲♥️♥️♥️

Warnings: None

Female MC

“Leonardo? Are you done yet? My hand is going numb.” MC goes to lift her head off of her hand, stretching her wrist a little.

“Don’t move! I’m almost done!” Leonardo’s sharp voice causes MC to quickly go back to posing.

“You know, when I said ‘draw me like your French girl’, I was joking.” MC says, discreetly picking at the sheet draped over her otherwise naked body.

“Oh hush, I let you keep the sheet on.” Leonardo glances up from his painting and offers MC a flirtatious smirk. “What a shame. I was hoping to see all of your glory,” he sighs, shrugging. “I guess it can’t be helped.”

MC’s face flushes, and she groans in response. “Please, there’s not much here to be attracted to. Besides, I’m sure you’ve seen plenty of gorgeous women in your time.”

“None as beautiful as you,” Leonardo replies, finishing the final stroke on his painting and setting aside his paint brush. “See?” He asks, picking up the painting and turning it to face MC.

The painting is of MC, but in a light she’s never seen herself in. She looked… radiant.

“Leo…”

“Oh no you don’t. Don’t even think of saying that doesn’t look like you.” He sets the painting down in a way so it’s facing MC. He takes a step back for a moment to appreciate his work, and then walks over to her.

MC sits up, keeping the sheet wrapped tightly around her and watching as Leonardo sits next to her.

“That painting is how I see you. It’s not perfect, no paint exists that could capture your beauty, but…” Leonardo trails over, looking over at MC and giving her a confident smile. “I’m thinking of calling it, ‘The Perfect Woman’. What do you think?”

MC blushes darkly, pinching Leonardo in the arm. “Leo…” she whines again, shaking her head a bit before curling up into his side and resting her head on his shoulder. “I love you…”

Leonardo smiles softly and wraps his arm around her shoulders. “I love you too…” he says, leaning down and capturing her lips in a quick but passionate kiss. He falls back into the bed with a yawn, dragging MC down with him.

“And now it is time for a nap, Ma Chérie.”

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