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alwaysshallow · 6 months

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coffee at midnight, part 7

John "Soap" MacTavish x f!reader

You try the whole "dating" thing. Soap doesn't quite like that, and it shows. (4,4k)

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If you'd known how much of a fuss it would be, you wouldn't even tell him. Hell, you wouldn't even think about telling him, you'd just describe it as a simple meeting with an old friend, and he'd know everything afterwards.

Now, you felt like you were seventeen again, trying to explain yourself right in front of your mom when you did something that she didn't like.

The only difference was, Soap acted like your mom, proudly taking her place in scolding you.

"'s like a free invitation for an axe murderer to come and get ya. Bonnie, thought yer gonna be smarter than this." He looked at you, his eyebrows furrowed. You didn't have to be a rocket scientist to see how conflicted he was with you going out without him.

Well, maybe it was also the fact that you were going on a date; an unexpected one, but you couldn't really say no, when your best friend played as your wingman.

And, what could shock the most, the wingman wasn't Soap, but Gaz that got into the conclusion you needed something like this; after your injury, but also in general since he hasn't seen you in ages on date with someone. Truth, harsh but still truth, got into you, so you've decided he's completely right. You needed this, a fresh air in the whole situation.

Which was funnier, that date was with Cody. Cody, who got your fake number from Johnny just because he didn't like him and he gave off weird vibes and you deserved better. You felt bad for a moment considering it was a fucking helpline, but it was too late to do anything with it. What's more to it, you really didn't want to tell him that your idiotic best friend decided to joke, thinking it would be funny.

That guilt was until Garrick proudly admitted that he gave him your number because it felt right. Because Cody asked about you since he saw you with them, and after a quick "interrogation", he felt like a proud wingman to allow him to take a shot on you.

Pretty funny choice of words, but all in all, you knew what Gaz was thinking about. You've babbled with him about it for almost two hours straight, drinking wine, while Soap just listened, throwing his snarky remarks from time to time. He looked like a kid that got his candy stolen from him, and while you didn't really like that kind of behavior, it was kind of funny to see him like this.

Such a contrast to his usually playful nature, especially in something stupid; you were just getting ready for the date. Nothing too scandalous, nothing too fancy, and nothing too deep, but the last thing you kept to yourself, just to get him riled up.

"Axe murderer that I know, Soap," you groaned, when he stood in your way, clearly not wanting you to go any further. Or to at least think what you were doing, which was funny enough, given you were a grown up woman. Not his sister that he needed to protect because she's not mature enough to think for herself, his best friend that knew exactly what she's doing.

At least, she pretended like she knew it. He was so stern that even when you gave him a look, full of politeness, he wasn't impressed.

"You just met him after years," he emphasized the last word. "He could be so much different than the last time you've seen him, 'st sayin'. Yer too good to people, always been."

You sighed, a little defeated; there was nothing you could say that would convince him enough to Cody. "Yet, Kyle thinks he's pretty good for going out."

Soap laughed at your words, shaking his head with disbelief. His previously royal, blue eyes, were nothing like before; they were a bit... colder, if it was even possible. "And since when Kyle is your love advisor?" He raised his eyebrow, his arms crossed at his chest. It felt pretty defensive, even for him.

And, you would lie if you'd tell that you didn't like that, even if it was weird for you, to see him care about something like this. It was heartwarming; like he didn't actually want you to see that guy, to see him adding his statement.

But, of course, you couldn't admit that. It would only make his ego burst, and it was the last thing that he needed to know.

Besides, it would only make things more complicated.

"And like, it's..."

"Why do you care anyway?" you interrupted him; he opened his mouth for a moment, to close it right away, like your words actually hit him. "Genuinely. It's just a date."

Soap rolled his eyes, playing with his fingers – when you only glanced at them, he swiftly hid them behind his back. Like he wanted to keep them away from you, like you would say something about it. It was weird, but you didn't pay much attention to it back then.

"Carin' about you. 's all." He shrugged, looking carefully at you, when you put your shoes on. "'st... be careful, aye? 'm gonna kill this lad if he's..."

"...Johnny." You sent him a look; your hand instinctively covered his for a moment. "It's all gonna be alright. I'm not like, going to a mission where I'm gonna get another injury" you joked. He didn't take it quite well, considering that he gave you a scolding look.

"Mhm." Soap grumbled, helping you as you moved on to your coat. "Text me if you'll need anythin', bonnie. I mean it. Yer arm good?"

"Good, thank you. I'm gonna remember." You smiled softly, nudging him for goodbye, indicating that he could step down from his protective role. Cody was supposed to pick you up, so there was absolutely nothing for him left to do.

Well, at least you thought this way. His thoughts were a little different, as you saw the moment he escorted you to the exit of your apartment building, leaning against the door, as you were getting into your date's car. Cody even waved to him, but all Johnny did was a slight nod, like he was acknowledging him.

Small win, but a win anyway, you thought.

"Hope he's not your hidden boyfriend or something?" Your old friend looked at you for a second, before taking a turn to the left. "Like, he seems pretty... tense, when he sees me. Like he's protecting something."

You needed a few seconds to process what Cody was implying; and when you understood, you couldn't help but laugh and with disbelief. "No, he's completely harmless. Seriously, it's just... maybe he doesn't take strangers well, you know."

"Does he give strangers a distress hotline number instead of yours, or is it just me?" he grinned, and even then, you could hear the question in his tone, which made you gulp a little.

Well, if you’d think this way...

"Well. Johnny is... he's..."

Best friend. He's your best friend.

Why couldn't it leave your mouth?

"He's my... Johnny." You eventually said, looking at him. "He's like that, you'd understand after some time. But he's not my hidden boyfriend or something."

"Note taken. Would be awkward, if I'd taken you on a date and didn't know that." He laughed, shaking his head. "He'd probably kill me, huh?"

You laughed at this too, instead of telling him how Soap was already not pleased with you going out with him, and he was only your... best friend, technically. Heaven only knew what would happen if you'd want to meet Cody if you were in a relationship with him.

It was the possessiveness speaking. If anyone wanted to know something about MacTavish, he was possessive about his things. Obsessively so; it was cute when he clutched the Subway's sandwich to his chest from Ghost, when his friend wanted to take a bite. You, of course, had permission to take it (just a little bite since you were a girl), but no one else could. He cared about his things, he didn't let anyone touch his stuff if it had a sentimental matter to him.

The funny thing about it, he was possessive about people too, which sometimes irritated you to the core; he could have multiple friends and all, but you? Oh, he was interrogating the shit out of them, giving you the side eye if they managed to plan something with you before he did. He felt like he came before anyone, no matter what.

Not to mention, he was only like this about guy friends. Like a dog with a bone that's too precious to give to others. Funny thing is, they didn't even flirt with you, and he was acting like they were stealing you from him.

So, it wasn't really surprising when he didn't want to let you go out with Cody, especially that he somehow knew that you two had a history. You were thankful enough he didn't make a scene right in front of him because that would be humiliating.

Especially when your date seemed to be so nice. Not only did he open the car door for you, but also the restaurant's one, and you couldn't help but smile at that little gesture, nodding to him as a silent thank you. What was even better, you loved the place he chose for tonight.

Your old friend had to remember your taste, considering that the Italian restaurant was probably the prettiest building you've seen in a while. A lot of warm lamps around, climatic music that got your attention right when you walked into the room, greeted by an older waiter with a mustache; everything screamed Italy here, and you were taking in the view with pleasure.

"You like it so far?" Cody looked up at you from the menu; his bright, green eyes sparkled with curiosity in dim light. You suddenly felt bad, since you appreciated the effort more than you've probably let him know.

So, you nodded quickly, your painted nails clicking against the table. "Reminds me of this one restaurant back at home. You know, where we went with Stacy and others?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I remember." He laughed, shaking his head "I remember how Stacy spilled expensive wine on your shirt. Before meeting with your moms, you were pretty pissed back then."

You opened your eyes a little wider at this memory, suddenly remembering it; yeah, Stacy did something like that. What was also important to mention, you were right before an important dinner with your moms and their friends (Price involved), and the tragedy was huge back then. "So, you do remember things, huh?"

"Most of them," he admitted, tilting his head to the side with that boyish charm that he always had. It was something you couldn't really take away from him. "If something is worth remembering, I remember. Mostly situations with you."

It would be a lie if you'd say that dinner didn't go smoothly – because it did. Perfectly, even, knowing how much of a gentleman Cody was, how swiftly he balanced between topics, trying to entertain you. Trying to at least get a glimpse of your life that he didn't get to know since you left your hometown after being deployed and you cut ties with most of your friends. It was something that you liked, something that you adored, knowing he once was interested in you, and you were in him, when you were at high school.

Key words: high school.

As much as you liked him now, you knew it wouldn't work the moment waiter brought your food, and you awkwardly smiled to him, when he bon apetite'd you. Even if he tried to be smug, conversation wasn't effortless like you wanted it to be, you didn't like the way he asked you about your work, implying how it was men's work. Maybe it wasn't evident at first sight, but comments about you ruining your nails and your struggle as the only woman, and everything like that, irritated you.

Maybe it was you being hypersensitive, but you didn't really enjoy comments like this, no matter who it would be.

The chemistry between you two wasn't sparkling as well, and as much as you kept yourself from admitting it, you couldn't brush off a feeling that you would enjoy time with Johnny better. Hell, you were sure that your Scot would make those few hours a lot better. Movies, cooking together, even visiting the gym together... anything.

You felt bad for the thought, when Cody was so nice overall – yet, not nice in a way that would interest you.

"Is that your friend?" You heard him, which brought you back to Earth; he frowned, as he looked behind you. You were sitting right by the window, so he had a pretty clear view on the street.

"Friend?" You raised your eyebrow, amused.

"From earlier on."

You turned around, to see if your date was right; you doubted, really doubted that Cody would see Soap. Your friend was anything but someone that would disturb your date. "I really don't think Johnny..."

Well, Johnny indeed was here, and the thought of him not interrupting your date was completely crushed. You had to give him credit, though; he wasn't that recognizable, you didn't catch him right in the moment. He was in his dark sunglasses and brown cap; if the situation would've been different, you could laugh at how ridiculously similar he looked to all the Marvel characters when they had to hide.

Back then, you balanced on the line between being amused and furious that he didn't respect your time enough with someone else.

Having fun, Johnny?

As you observed him, you saw how quickly he looked around; for a brief moment, you felt like his gaze was on you, and it only confirmed itself when he started typing in his phone again.

dinnae ken what yer talkin about.

"I guess he's just here." You shrugged, lying to him swiftly. "It's the center of the town, yeah? Things... happens."

Cody chuckled, playing with his fork. "Yeah. Yeah. Maybe he is. As long as he doesn't disturb our date, right? It's too nice."

You're a menace to the society, MacTavish; you swiftly typed out under the table. "Yeah. It's too nice." you agreed, even if you thought how interesting it got only because your best friend was outside.

and yer mean: (

You had to hold back a laugh when you've read it; so, you put your phone down and came back to talking with Cody, eating and drinking that delicious wine; you knew you had to buy a bottle after this little adventure. Maybe they didn't sell it, but you were willing to try as soon as the waiter would come with the bill.

It was a personal win for you to come out twenty minutes later out of this restaurant with a bottle in your hand, laughing to your date about something convincing enough to sell it to you. You had to speak with two managers, but it was yours after all, ready to go home with you.

Soap was ready too, even if he acted like he wasn't here; you turned down Cody's proposition of taking you home just to call your best friend to ask where he is exactly, since he disappeared from that bench before you knew it.

"Over the date already? Had to suck, eh?" His eyebrow arched, as he wrapped his arm around your waist. "Sad. But yer sure that lad ain't for you."

"You know," you started, as you grabbed his glasses, just to wear it yourself "if you wouldn't be such a stalker, I'd let you drink wine with me at home. But, now, I have doubts about it."

"Stalker? C'mon. A simple coincidence, that is," he chuckled, as you two walked into his car. "Not my fault you'd rather have me on this date, not him. Can't really blame ya, hen."

You could feel how your face heated up in the moment; maybe if his statement wasn't true, you'd react differently, maybe you would think of a snarky comment. Back then, when you felt exactly like he said, well... It was hard enough.

He seemed to catch the hesitant look at your face, considering how smiley he got. "Oh? Got ye real good, if yer blushin'—"

"—you imagine too much, Johnny, " you mumbled out, as you got more comfortable in your seat, ready to go. "Let's go home, yeah?"

"'st sayin', bonnie. I could have a better date, even at home."

You didn't say anything about his reply. Not because it wasn't true (because it was), not because you were at a loss of words, but because you were conflicted about him and you having a date, when you two were friends. Was he honest, or playing like he always did?

It was just easier to think of it as just banter, ignore it, than actually take him seriously; because if you did and he would have to explain it to you it was just a joke... You were pretty sure that death of embarrassment was gonna happen, honestly. John was too important to you, friendship with him was too important to you to experiment with things like that.

Besides, it wasn't like you two would fit, right? There was a difference between being friends and someone that you could date. Your best friend was great, but as a lover? You didn't know this side of him, you could only guess.

When you finally arrived, you automatically left the car with your head in the clouds. Maybe that's why you haven't even noticed that your best friend was on the other side, trying to open the door for you; and that end up badly, considering that you've hit him with the door.

Low "fuck" snapped you from your thoughts, as well as him holding his nose; you immediately approached him, your expression bashful.

"I'm so sorry, Soap, I—"

"—S'alright." He shook his head, smiling at you like it was nothing. "I've been worse, you know. 'Suppose I deserved that." He nudged you, laughing when you rolled your eyes.

"It wasn't intentional," you groaned, grabbing his arm to start walking with him. "Come on, I'm gonna check it. Just in case."

"Apartment first, ma'am."

So, as soon as you were in the apartment with him, you had to check if nothing was broken – and even if it sounded like a wild thought, breaking a nose in close contact with the car's door, literally everything was possible with Soap, so it was better to be safe than sorry. Wouldn't be the first time that you did something to him without intention of doing it.

Once, when he pretended to be a burglar (he thought it would be funny this way) and he grabbed you from behind in your apartment, you hit him with a flower pot. You laughed afterwards, but you were pretty mad at him in the first ten minutes, trying to find something with ice that would help his headache.

After you checked everything, he seemed to be good. At least, excluding the moment where he thought it would be funny to whine and make you worry, which you smacked him for, but that was just his idiotic side speaking.

This incident though was definitely a lighter one. You've found yourself cleaning his shirt with soap and cold water, since he had a few drops of blood on it, and somehow you felt responsible there wouldn't be any stain left. Soap kept you company even then, shirtless, leaning against the doorframe to have a joke or two about how well you are cleaning blood, suggesting that you have "close connections" with underground fighters.

A simple answer would be period, but you didn't feel like going into that kind of conversation, so you just agreed, telling him he has to book you for the next cleaning. His laugh was everything.

Quickly after this, you were off to sleep, tired with the events of the day; you really needed a good rest, where you'd wrap yourself in the sheets, a warm nest around you. Calm environment, nothing to worry about since you were on leave, and your best friend was in your apartment too, it was the sense of safety here.

Except, your nightmares had a bit different plans than you had.

Ruthless, like they needed to remind themselves, and the worst thing about it was: you lived through every one of them. It wasn't something of your imagination, monsters and creatures that had no place in the real world, no – the realness of it all was scary. The memories you had from missions blended perfectly with events that didn't happen, causing you to have a heart-attack experience.

Nightmares about your team were the worst; where everyone was killed. Where you couldn't do anything but scream; this time, you watched their execution, as every one of your boys were killed right in front of you. Gun wounds, humiliation, where killers wanted them to beg for their life, when they cut the fingers of your comrades just to shoot them afterwards.

And you had to watch all of it, teary-eyed, just begging to stop all this madness.

The worst moment was when royal blue eyes looked right into yours, terrified, with a silent plea in them, hoping that you're gonna be the one to save his life; and the worst thing was, you knew you're gonna fail him. You knew there was nothing you could do to prevent the bloodshed, not when your body refused to move, not when you couldn't even move your finger, nor legs to defend them.

To defend him.

You remembered screaming, when the hope died in his eyes; silent, maybe meaningless words from your side that you're gonna fix all of this, no matter what. How you were the only one alive, and it felt worse than being dead with all of them.

And then, you woke up.

Your breath rapid, shuddery, you had no control over it, as well as you had no control over tears streaming down your face, without you acknowledging the fact of them. The only element that you saw? A pair of blues, looking at you with horror.

Owner of them shook you gently, trying to get you out of the trance you were in; after a minute you were pretty sure that he was talking, but you couldn't really recall what.

You had other things in mind.

"You're alive," you said, breathing out; he seemed shocked at least with your statement, but as he held your hands in his, he nodded quickly.

"Yeah. Yeah, 'm alive. Always will," he whispered. For a moment, the two of you were just looking at each other in silence and breathing. He took as it personal job to ease your nerves, and you could say that he really succeeded at it – the feeling like someone ripped your heart from your chest, slowly but surely vanished. "Better?"

"A bit," you murmured, sighing. You felt kind of bad, even if it wasn't your fault entirely. "I woke you up. I'm so sorry Johnny, I don't even—"

"—sssh. None of that right now, lassie, 'salright." He shook his head, leaning even more in your direction. "Come on. Give me a bosie."

"A bosie?" you chuckled, wiping away your tears. "It's a... hug, or...?"

"It's a hug, aye," he laughed too, wrapping his arms around you tightly – he knew how you liked to be hugged, he knew what you needed back then.

Soap hid his face in your hair, as he caressed your spine softly. He whispered a lot of words back then; soothing ones, encouraging, sweet nothings that made your heart go. How you weren't alone in all of this, how you could always count on him, how he was always gonna be here, no matter what was gonna happen.

All of this, in his arms, slightly rocked back and forth by him, seemed like the sweetest promise ever made, when you listened to his heart, slowly coming back to normal, just like your breath did not long ago. You two had magical influence on each other, you knew, but seeing it in action had you on a chokehold.

If this would be possible, you'd never leave this hug. You were more than happy to stay there with your eyes closed, your arms tightly around him, chin on top of his arm, where you could just smell his scent that somehow calmed you even more.

"'m gonna bring you a glass of water. Then, you're gonna go to sleep, all right?"

You couldn't care less about a glass of water, when you had all you needed in one person.

“Can you... stay?" you asked, slowly, when he started getting out of your bed. Somehow, you felt out of place asking that, but you needed to do this, even if it could seem outward weird to him.

You saw how he froze for a moment, before sitting in your bed again. "Of course."

This wasn't the first time; you once comforted him in bed, you slept next to him on missions just to keep both of you warm, but that was definitely the first time when both of you felt... more intimate. Like it was a change in the air, and after all it was your bed, in your apartment, and you wanted him to be next to you because he brought you comfort.

And because, somehow, it felt like he belonged here.

He spooned you from behind – one of his arms going under your head, so you could easily use it as a pillow if you'd only want, the other around your waist, like he was personally protecting you from anything that could happen to you. His body heat hit you the moment you snuggled more under the sheets. Soap was like a personal heater, ready to do anything to keep you warm.

You were in heaven.

"This will do?" he asked, his voice low. "Is it good for you, lassie?"

"...yeah." You smiled under your nose, when he ruffled your hair with the tips of his fingers, when you laid your head on his arm. "Good."

"Mhm. Sleep now, I'm gonna be here, if you need me." He kissed the back of your head, and from that gesture alone, you just knew for a fact that he was smiling too. "You know I love you, right?"

"I know. Love you too."

And for the first time, it felt a bit different from "I love you" than usual.

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caged-crows · 5 months

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some pissever royal au stuff because Them

phil started pining for missa when they were very young. he was maybe.... 12? and never was able to quite let go of those feelings, especially as they grew up and missa just became more and more timid

forever was missa's first kiss. they were 15, and the former had been given a little Too Much wine for his age. it was sloppy, and a little awkward, but missa didn't stop thinking about it for a month straight. phil was only a little jealous when he found out.

missa's second kiss was with phil. missa had ended up having a panic attack at one of his families parties, so phil guided him to a guest room. they were about 17 and 18, respectively, and it wasn't nearly as awkward or clumsy as the first; phil gently guides missa and they end up low-key making out until a knock on the door interrupt them. phil is Very Annoyed at being interrupted, but missa immedately switches back into Royalty Mode and goes off xD

phil's first kiss, like missa, is also forever. They were 14-ish, and they just wanted to know what it was like.

Phil falls for missa first as kids, then forever once they're adults. Forever is the opposite, having developed feelings for phil first when they were kids, and later loving missa when they grew older.

Sugarduo are VERY protective of missa. any royal advisor says anything to him, forever is immediately at his defense, putting them in their place. Phil constantly has his hand on his weapon, ready to take out his sword or bow at a moments notice to protect missa. Missa doesn't really mind; he honestly kind of likes it (maybe a bit more than he should).

I have scene in my head of like. The rebels attack a party for the royals and missa ends up caught in the smokebombs, but he ends up being saved by phil. And then missa realizes oh wait. they're.... protecting me. thats. werid. okay then.

#pissa #pissever #philever #deathduo #sugarduo #pissever royalty au #{ snail speaks.

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from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras · 1 month

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Dear Resident Rohan Expert:

I'm not sure if you have given any thought to this, but I could sure use your help! What are your thoughts about how Rohan's government is structured, specifically the King's council at Edoras? I have assumed the King rules with full authority, but with the help of a council of advisors... but how do you think those advisors are selected? How many? Are they military men? Nobility? Elected? Appointed? Are they inherited titles?

Any of your thoughts would be appreciated since your grasp of Rohirrim culture is sounder than of anyone around! Thank you in advance! 😊

Ooh, this comes very close to giving me the chance to answer the question, “What was Éomer’s tax policy?” 😂 (Which, as a public policy major, is something I wouldn’t mind knowing about!) I have thought about Rohan’s government, and I hope you find my answer useful or at least interesting—it’s always my goal to live up to the praise you give me and to make my Rohan even close to being as well contextualized as your Mirkwood universe!!!

I’ve tried to keep a general structure for Rohan’s government in my mind that is at least quasi-related to the way that Anglo Saxon lands were governed, since they were Tolkien’s model. The big deviations are: 1) there is no mixing of religion and government like the Anglo Saxons did, since Rohan has no organized religion; and 2) I like to keep my Rohan government a little more democratic in the sense that everything isn’t based solely on nobility, inheritance or wealth. That’s partly because I don’t vibe with that approach, but also I feel like Tolkien gave us hints that the Rohirrim are pretty laid back about stuff like that anyway (like, Théoden is shockingly casual about the whole issue of royal succession, and he’s totally willing to take advice from guys like Háma or Wídfara even though we have no reason to believe they’re particularly wealthy or elite nobles).

So, the king has ultimate authority in Rohan and, starting with Éomer, that power is equally shared with the queen (I have to believe that he really took in what he learned about Éowyn’s experience in Rohan and would want things to change, starting with his own wife!). The monarchs exercise their authority with the help of a council. That council is comprised of: 1) the advisors of the royal household, a small group that is at Meduseld with the king and queen every day; and 2) the officers of the court, a bigger group who are out in the towns and villages as representatives of the crown. The entire council meets formally a few times a year to discuss and make recommendations on significant issues, though the king and queen can call them more often if needed. And when the officers of the court are back at their homes in between formal council meetings, the advisors of the royal household give the day-to-day advice or handle emergencies that crop up.

The royal household advisors are chosen by the king/queen and would generally include trusted family members as well as others who have distinguished themselves as being particularly skilled in relevant subjects. There would normally be 7 of these, with each specializing in a particular area: defense, diplomacy, justice/law, treasury, trade, infrastructure (roads, bridges, etc.) and public welfare (care of orphans, famine relief, what passed for public health in those days). But there could be more or less depending on the priorities of the particular king/queen, and the individual advisors might have their own staffs to help them.

The royal household advisors would often be members of the most prominent families in Rohan, if only because those are the people with the most access to the education and experience needed to become good at these things, but anyone can be chosen. And younger people of any background who are identified as being particularly bright and with a lot of potential might be referred to extra schooling/study with the idea of training them to be advisors, or work for them, in the future. (In my fics, this is how Gríma ended up in an advisor role – he failed out of éored training, but the brilliance of his mind was recognized, he was given the additional education to become an advisor on diplomatic affairs, got too close to Isengard and everything went to hell.) (It’s a good process, even though the one example I’ve just given is one where things did not work out well!)

The officers of the court who are spread throughout the land are chosen by their communities, though the king/queen can refuse to seat one that they don’t like or trust.* The king and queen decide how many officers there are, adding or subtracting as the population shifts, but there are generally 5 each from the West-mark and the East-mark and 3 from Edoras and its surrounding lands. These officers not only sit on the council that helps the king/queen set law and policy, but they’re also the first line administrators who see those policies carried out around the country (so, they hire the tax collectors in Dunharrow or the work crews that build the new road between Aldburg and Grimslade or whatever). That makes them kind of the face of the crown in most parts of Rohan where regular people are never going to see the king or queen (or, at least, not often). They can also draw on the expertise and knowledge of the royal household advisors as needed when carrying out royal policy.

Thank you again for the opportunity to write something that’s probably far too long about a niche topic that I find very interesting!! If anyone has their own ideas and thoughts—either complementary or conflicting—I would love to hear them. More Rohan for everyone! 👑🐎🗡️♥️

*A king/queen should really try to avoid doing this, especially if the person in question is really popular in their community and has any kind of independent power base. Don’t get me started on how Helm Hammerhand really fucked this up with a member of his own council and got a war started as a result.

#asks #answered asks #lotr #lord of the rings #rohan #governments of middle earth #bless you for giving me a chance to blather about stuff that I like!!!

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i-want-to-see-mountains-again · 2 years

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Why was Bilbo standing, almost at attention, next to Thorin’s throne?

Why was he, literally, physically closer to the King than his Chief Advisor and the Captain of the Royal Guard who are, coincidentally, the Kings blood kin? Bilbo isn’t even a Dwarf.

Why was the Hobbit even in the room?

Your Honor I submit this as evidence, in the defense of Bagginsheild being Subversive Canon!

I have been exhibiting poor manners recently and not giving credit where it’s due, I believe these images were also screen shots from GIFs made by lordoftherazzles, just to be safe I’m going to assume any decent picture of Thorin I have on here came from them originally, and I’m going to tag them in all of them so I don’t miss any. It’s the very least I can do, that was very inconsiderate of me😞

#the hobbit #bilbo baggins #martin freeman #thorin oakenshield #richard armitage #bagginshield #thilbo #lordoftherazzles

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Emperor of Ninjago

• The land of Ninjago has been at peace after being under the reign of the First Master of Spinjitzu, thanks to his legendary battle against the Overlord and his stone army, Ninjago has been at peace since then and became a great Emperor to all the kingdoms that were established in their land. Now that he knew that the time for his departure was approaching he knew that he must prepare his two sons, Garmadon and Wu, to be able to continue with the task of protecting the land of Ninjago.

• The first task of his two sons was to find all the elemental masters who settled in the various kingdoms of Ninjago, so that all of them could form the elemental alliance that would protect the kingdoms. Furthermore, thus the First Master would choose the four main elements that would become the main protectors of the kingdom and its precious Four Golden Weapons, powerful tools that the First Master used to defeat the Overlord.

• The Four Golden Weapons are: The Sword of Fire, The Sickle of Earthquakes, The Shurikens of Ice, and The Nunchakus of Lightning. After his children returned with some of the elemental masters, the First Master chose the masters of fire, lightning, earth and ice, as those chosen to be the protectors of the kingdom of Ninjago and to be the bearers of the Golden Weapons. The four masters even went on to become leading generals of the royal guard of Ninjago.

• The Four Weapons falling into the wrong hands could mean the end of Ninjago since weapons are the key to maintaining balance throughout Ninjago and revealing the new successor who will possess the golden power of the First Master.

• Reaching an advanced age, the First Master chose his eldest son, Garmadon, as the new emperor of Ninjago, who also possessed the power of destruction thanks to his Oni offspring. The First Master trained Garmadon to be a great Emperor, while his youngest son, Wu, was trained to be the Master of the Elemental Alliance, even Garmadon appointed his brother as his main advisor and second in command.

• Before dying, the First Master bequeathed to his children a prophecy that he saw in his last visions, the prophecy spoke of how the legendary Green Ninja, his true heir, would come to the world by being chosen by the four Golden Weapons and definitively defeating the Supreme Lord, who was sealed by the First Master on the Dark Island after failing to be completely defeated by the First Master during their battle long ago. The First Master left much information about the prophecy and Wu took it upon himself to discover its meaning.

• When Garmadon became Emperor after the death of the First Master, Wu took charge of the training of the Elemental Masters and their heirs, and following in his father's footsteps Garmadon became a good emperor, while Garmadon was in charge of the politics and order in the kingdom, Wu was in charge of the training of his army and the defenses of the kingdom. Since then Ninjago has been at peace.

• Garmadon even married Misako, who has been his great love for a long time, other elemental masters also married and started their own families, some even lived entirely in the palace with Garmadon and Wu. Only Ray and Maya, masters of Fire and Water, became the main personal guards of the royal family, Ray, Master of Fire, became Garmadon's personal guard, and Maya, master of water, became the Misako's personal guard.

• After a while, Misako became pregnant, news that Garmadon and Misako decided to keep secret so they could reveal it in due time. Only Wu also knew about Misako's pregnancy but decided to support his brother and Misako's decision to reveal the surprise to them in due time. Garmadon had already decided on the appropriate names for her future baby.

• But problems began after the death of the serpentine king Mambo V, Ouroboros and Ninjago coexisted in peace and had a great stable trading system, but after the death of Mambo V, his protégé, Pythor P. Chumsworth, occupied the throne, but he decided to cut friendly ties with Ninjago since he hated humans, a hatred he hid in order to maintain his place as the next ruler of Ouroboros.

• One of the most important legends of the Serpentine was that of the Golden Master, that is, the Overlord, where it was mentioned that one day he would come to Ninjago to spread destruction throughout Ninjago. Pythor was obsessed with the legend and his investigations led him to discover the precise place where the Dark Island where the Overlord was located.

• Unbeknownst to the other Serpentine generals, Pythor undertook a solo quest across the dangerous ocean of Ninjago to reach the Dark Island. As soon as he arrived, the spirit of the Overlord presented himself to Pythor, who happily agreed to be his servant as long as he promised him that his kingdom would obtain great riches from the kingdom of Ninjago. The Overlord promised to give Pythor power, especially if he helped him get off the island.

• The Dark Island despite being active, the First Master created dangerous storms that would make it almost impossible to find the true location of the island. The Overlord also told Pythor on the return trip about how the First Master imprisoned his Stone Army in the soil of the kingdom of Ninjago and the only way to awaken them is by using a special snake that only the Overlord can create, the which he calls “The Great Devourer”.

• Even the Overlord mentions that a long time ago he and the First Master had the task of maintaining the balance in Ninjago so that everything would work in harmony, but the Overlord mentions that he did not wish to continue with maintaining the balance and only wished that there was only one, he believed that darkness would be the only one capable of establishing true peace by maintaining absolute power, annihilating almost all the Onis in order to steal their power of destruction.

• The First Master managed to save the surviving Onis and also hid the Dragons to be able to confront the Overlord, he used the Golden Weapons to be able to take away most of his destructive power but since he could not defeat him alone, the First Master had no choice but to sealing it on the Dark Island, but he knew that the Overlord could return, that is why his vision showed him that one day his heir, the Green Ninja, would defeat him definitively.

• The Overlord possessed Pythor's body temporarily as he needed to reach the island of Ninjago without having to attract the attention of the First Master's children. Pythor brought the Overlord to his kingdom and began preparations to prepare his army for the final conquest of the kingdom of Ninjago.

• But the Overlord needed to possess Garmadon's body since he inherited the destructive power of the Onis. That is why Pythor had a false letter of alliance made to Emperor Garmadon so that he would come to the kingdom to sign a peace treaty.

• Garmadon received Pythor's invitation and thought about accepting the meeting if it meant being at peace with the kingdom of the Serpentine, Wu found it strange so he decided to accompany his brother to Ouroboros, while the kingdom would be led by Misako and the elemental masters.

• Before Garmadon arrived in Ouroboros, Pythor and the Overlord managed to create the first species of the Great Devourer, its poison would inject pure evil into Garmadon's body and it would be much easier to possess the emperor's body.

• When Garmadon and Wu arrived at Ouroboros, Pythor received them and took them to a special room to sign the new peace treaty, but soon the two brothers realized that it was a trap, the Great Devourer bit Garmadon and then was possessed by the Overlord, before Garmadon lost control of his body he used his destructive power to give Wu a way out so he could return to the kingdom to warn everyone, Wu did not want to leave his brother alone but he knew he had to protect kingdom, so he summoned his elemental dragon and flew towards the kingdom of Ninjago.

• When the Overlord managed to take control of Garmadon, he led the Serpentine army towards the city of Ninjago, he even managed to transform Garmadon into his Oni version, that was due to the poison of the Great Devourer. Wu managed to reach the kingdom first where he put everyone on alert, the serpentines and Garmadon, being possessed by the Overlord, arrived at the kingdom and began to destroy Wu's defenses.

• Even Garmadon used the poison of the Great Devourer to awaken his Stone Army, chaos reached all of Ninjago, and Wu knew that they could not win this battle, he managed to get the elemental masters, their familys and several guards out of the city loyals to Wu, Misako could not escape since when recovering information for Wu she was captured by some serpentine and confined to her room, Wu took all her followers to a mountain far away from the kingdom to create her base.

• Using his power of creation, Wu manages to create a hiding place to install his rebel camp, even Wu and the rebels changed places very often to avoid being discovered by Garmadon's soldiers. But Wu knew that they couldn't keep changing locations for long, in fact, several of the rebels had different facilities in various parts of Ninjago.

• In order to further increase his army Garmadon even traveled to the underworld to recruit the Skeletons, who accepted and began to live on the surface. After taking the city, Pythor returned to his kingdom to enjoy his victory, also leaving several of his serpentine soldiers in the kingdom under the command of Garmadon.

• The Overlord created a dark crystal where he could regain his power over time, but so that Garmadon would not get out of his control, he made the Devourer's poison manage to bring him back to his dark control. Garmadon could no longer help but be a ruthless emperor to his kingdom, but at least without the Overlord's influence, Garmadon could have some quiet moments, but he had to prevent the Overlord from discovering his plans in order to defeat him.

• Garmadon managed to convince the Overlord to keep Misako alive, as he used the excuse that she would know where Wu and the rebels might be. Misako was taken prisoner but at least she was confined to her room and was always watched by the castle guards, when the Overlord was not controlling Garmadon he always went to see her and they both collected data to be able to defeat the Overlord and decipher better the prophecy. So that this would not fall on the Overlord's servants, Garmadon hid all the information in a secret room that was similar to a library, only Misako and he had the key to open the room, and Garmadon was glad that the Overlord never saw his memories every time the Overlord possessed him.

• The months passed and Misako's pregnancy progressed, when she gave birth to her son Garmadon named him Lloyd, the future emperor of Ninjago, but unfortunately Misako lost her life after giving birth to Lloyd, Garmadon fell into deep sadness, that made the poison have more effect on him, but at least now his only motivation for hope was his son, whom he swore to protect, furthermore, so that the Overlord would not harm him, Garmadon proposed that Lloyd could be a quite useful vessel for the Overlord. Overlord could possess him whenever he wanted once he reached a suitable age, the Overlord accepted Garmadon's deal and left the baby alone.

• While in the rebellion, Wu was responsible for both the training of the new rebels and the new elemental masters. Many people joined his cause and all of them settled in the different rebel bases.

• Garmadon turned the capital of Ninjago into his maximum fortress, the citizens were treated harshly but would live in peace as long as they showed their loyalty to Garmadon and did not get involved with the rebels, even to have a better life, several people decided to join the ranks of Garmadon's army, many citizens were turned into slaves in order to work in the work areas that were responsible for food, weapons, and defense equipment for Garmadon's army.

• Several kingdoms even joined Garmadon and their citizens likewise became slaves so they could better serve the emperor. Only some kingdoms opposed the rule of Garmadon and the Overlord, they even helped the rebels in secret, but when they revealed themselves to Garmadon, his army did not hesitate to invade their cities, towns and capitals in order to obtain more power. Sometimes the rebels lost and won battles, but they were still far from winning the real war.

• Wu was still trying to decipher the prophecy left by his father, it was the only hope of the rebellion, until now the Golden Weapons did not shine before any of the descendants of the elemental masters. They didn't even shine when the protectors went on missions in different parts of the kingdom, Ray, the fire master, was the main person in charge of finding the chosen one, whether he went on missions or not, Wu needed to quickly bring the chosen one in order to save the Ninjago land.

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a-legacy-not-to-be-forgotten · 3 months

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OG Undertale characters in SequenceShift.

Pretty sure some folks are wondering what happened to the canon characters in this timeline, so I figured I'd briefly go over what happened to the major ones by this point.

Frisk and Chara

Still a WIP honestly. All I have so far is Chara wasn't the first human to fall down (that was the Integrity Soul) and the Determination Soul is one of the first human souls. This is gonna stay on the back burner for a bit.

Toriel and Asgore

Unfortunately, our favorite goats aren't around anymore. While they did exist and started as the Royal Family, the Dreemurs sadly lost their lives during the Great War. Instead, a royal advisor to the King (aka Ceroba's mom) would take the reins of leadership in the Underground and become the first Empress. Her influence is why the Underground in SS's continuity has a more East Asian influence to it compared to the original.

Also, for obvious reasons, Asriel doesn't exist in this AU.

Sans and Papyrus

Gonna say off the bat, don't expect much concerning Sans in this AU. Look, I enjoy him as a character, but I find him WAAAAAY to oversaturated within the Undertale fandom and I'm pretty sick of it. In fact, one the big reasons I like Undertale Yellow is because it's one of the few fan projects which doesn't have him involved at all lol. And because of that, he and his bro have a pretty small presence in this AU. Because of that, I don't have anything planned for either of them, but if they are around in the AU, it's probably gonna be as minor characters in the Lakeside Region.

Undyne

Undyne here is Captain of the Honor Guard. This group is an elite team of soldiers that's responsible for the defense of the Empress, as well as New Kingdom. These are made up of UT's Royal Guard characters, since their SS equivalent, the Rangers, is made up of the Feisty Five and OCs. Undyne's mostly the same passionate, steadfast, anime-loving warrior she is in the original. She actually is a pretty close friend/sparring partner with Ceroba. She's also the only one so far who's managed to beat the Empress in an arm-wrestling competition (not even Ed has come close to that).

Alphys

Alphys is still around. Since she never became the Royal Scientist, she still hangs out with Bratty and Catty. She's a tech student living in the Sand Dunes with a good mind for robotics. Not too much fleshed out for her yet, but I do have the idea of a sideplot concerning her building a Mettaton prototype or whatnot.

And that's it for the main cast so far. Got a couple ideas for the minibosses, but still working on the deets. Lemme know what you think so far.

#undertale yellow #undertale #undertale au #undertale yellow au #undertale sequenceshift au #frisk #chara #toriel #asgore #sans #papyrus #undyne #alphys

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Thoughts about a prince becoming a dragon knight. Royalty is often special in fantasy settings, and what that means for this is that princes are able to become dragon knights almost immediately after they enter their twenties, and they are very fertile for their dragon mates. While a prince is rarely actually allowed to fight as a dragon knight, too risky, it does grant their kingdom a lot of benefits. It makes the elves happy and dragons won't raid the kingdom's countryside. Now a dragon rider prince isn't as useful as a heir, for they have difficulty producing a human heir or administrating while so large. This means that it's usually the third son that is allowed to be a dragon knight. Now that third son is swollen heavy, and due to a tragic accident he is now the king. This sudden power over a human realm just makes him even more fertile and his dragon children grow large quickly, and now he has to sit in his throne, unable to be seen past his tits and belly.

It was exactly something like this I was workshopping, there are especially powerful high dragons that will only mate with royalty and it's usually the duty of the third or so son to do so, and they start younger than most dragon knights; they don't really have to "earn" the dragon's favor as it's mostly interested in their blood. While they can become especially powerful sorcerers, they're typically not considered knights and not expected to fight, nor particularly demanded to do much of anything but bear dragons for their entire life.

Dragons birthed by knights are actually infertile; it's only the royal dragons that go on to be the partners of dragon knights, so it's a vitally important and highly honored role. All those with royal blood are built for breeding with dragons and tend to bear especially heavy broods, though they carry them with much more grace than even the most stoic knight. Gravid yet poised, not an ounce of struggle showing on their face even as their bellies thrash, always speaking calm and collected.

I also think it's not necessarily unusual for the king to be heavily pregnant, but any who would doubt their ability to rule even while stuck in their thrown and unable to see past their ridiculously bloated fecund body would be wrong. Even the laziest prince is known to become a shrewd and charismatic leader that doesn't suffer nonsense once he takes the throne, with a fierce demeanor not unlike a dragon.

The high dragon is also known to eat people that seriously piss off his mate or seem to have ill intentions. More than one royal advisor who thought to manipulate things their way has found themselves in the jaws of the dragon. (This kingdom's dragons typically dislike human flesh; even the dragons of knights rarely bite into human enemies. Only high dragons are large enough to really bite a whole person, but even then it's a rare occurrence, so it's practically unquestioned when he does it and assumed that guy deserved it)

Actually, a heavily pregnant king doesn't use a throne but lays against his larger than usual dragon, which holds a defensive claw over his pregnant mate at all times, blowing smoke at anyone who ventures too close. All the moreso if a previous monarch's been killed.

And if the dragon suddenly starts fucking the king in the middle of a meeting, well, you have to act like it's not happening, and to his credit the king, though clearly rapturously enjoying himself as the dragon's tongue snakes around inside him, still pays close attention and will contribute.

Or sometimes the council will say "the wise dragon is right we all need a break" and an orgy commences, dragons aren't selfish lovers and indeed a high dragon relishes seeing his mate ravaged by everyone. That's all I got.

#lol #preg kink #post over everyone go home hit the showers

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The Majhen Council

'Majhen' in High Dracondia means 'small', so to refer to this as still the 'Small Council' is an acceptable practice. The Majhen Council is a gathering of lords across Dracondia Scre, helps & advises the ruling sovereign (in this case, The Dragonlord) of the before mentioned country. Members are appointed to their position by the Dragonlord & they can also be dismissed from their position by the Dragonlord; however doing so might lead to political fallout, so electing someone to a seat on the Majhen Council usually involves extensive thought & a measure of trust in the candidate.

The Dragonlord serves as the head of the council & takes note of its recommendations, but only the Dragonlord can make the council's decisions into law. The Hand of the Dragonlord is the leading advisor on the council & serves as the ruling sovereign's proxy when he/she is not present, in which case the Hand leads the meeting. The Hand can not dismiss a member of the Majhen Council from their position, only the ruling sovereign can. If the Dragonlord is a minor, then by default he appointed regent will act in place of the Dragonlord on the council(however The Hand of the Dragonlord holds to power to bar the regent from meetings).

The Majhen Council usually consists of eight non-hereditary positions, it is of no secret that dragonriders are often favored to hold these positions, so it has been made a rule that the Dragonlord can have no more then one Dragonrider from each noble dragonriding family on the Majhen Council; including the royal house(not counting themselves of course). It is this rule that has allowed the Alanwall Family to rise to favor with the royal family, as a member of it's house has often served as the Master of Coin since the founding of the Majhen Council. In the same way that House Black has stayed close to the royal house, as a member of it's family has also served as Master of Ships since the council's founding.

The council holds it's meetings in the Royal Castle at Dragonlord's Rest, Dracon Steni Castle. As thus, members of the Majhen Council are often housed within the royal castle's walls, though they are free to leave the royal resident to stay at other homes they have(such as their house's seat of power castle or vacation palaces).

The Dragonlord may on occasion extend invitations to other lords to be present for council meetings, such as allowing the Lord Commander of the Royal Bodyguards to be present, allowing the Dragon Heir(ess) to take part in discussions to prepare them for rulership, or even selecting a person of favor to be the cup barer for the council. In the event of a member of the council being unable to attend a meeting, they may send a 'temporary ward' to stand in for them(the rest of the council holds to the right to bar the ward from being present however).

Positions of the Majhen Council are thus -

Hand of the Dragonlord: The ruling Sovereign's Head Advisor. Leads the Council & serves as the Dragonlord's proxy during his/her absences. Historically, pervious Hands have been close friends or even family of the Dragonlord.

Master of War: the realm's chief military advisor, particularly in regards to land-based warfare.

Master of Ships: the realm's chief naval officer, supervising the royal fleet & coordinating the realm's maritime defenses.

Master of Coin: the realm's chief treasurer & bookkeeper

Master of Whisperers: the realm's chief intelligence advisor & spymaster, supervising covert activities & information gathering.

Master of Law: the realm's chief legal advisor, they also manage the capital's dungeons, & supervises law enforcement. Masters of Law must live in or be neighbors to the capital state to have proper overseeing of the dungeons.

Master of Borders: the realm's chief overseer of the borders & trade, thus the one who holds the most sway over who & what may enter the country. This position did not exist before Dracondia Scre invoked it's isolationists ideals. Historically, pervious Masters of Borders have lived in a state that has a border with the Suncast Wide Sea(the name of the ocean that surrounds Dracondia Scre).

Grand Maester: the maester assigned to Dracon Steni Castle, & thus to the realm. They also are the overseer of religious ceremonies(such as weddings) & lead the nation in mass prayer on holy holidays. The grand maester can only be selected from already positioned maesters within the Faith of Zmajev Bog.

#musings [lore and ideas]#headcanons [a royal decree!]#(when i figure out who actually holds these positions i will reblog it again with that info)#『v!house of the dragonriders』

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On September 19th 1778, Henry, Lord Brougham, the Scottish Whig statesman and jurist was born in Edinburgh.

Henry Brougham, the eldest son of Henry Brougham and Eleanora Syme Brougham, was born at the top of the West Bow, aged 14 he was enrolled at the University of Edinburgh, Henry Brougham displayed a remarkable talent for learning in a city steeped in the cosmopolitanism of the Scottish Enlightenment

He made his way to London, where he began a long career as a Whig politician and reformer. Trained as a lawyer and called to both the Scottish and English bars, Brougham made a name, as well as a substantial income, in this profession. The legal victory for which he acquired the most recognition was his 1820 defense of Queen Caroline in the House of Lords. Brougham had served as her legal advisor since 1812 and became her attorney general when George IV insisted on a divorce soon after inheriting the throne. After Brougham delivered a speech that lasted for two days, the bill to dissolve the royal marriage passed the Lords with only a handful of votes, which convinced the government to drop the matter and avoid what promised to be a crushing defeat in the Commons. As the public demonstrations celebrating the queen's victory demonstrated, popular opinion was firmly with the queen, and thus also with Brougham.

Commentators at the time recognized that Brougham's rhetorical skills far surpassed his understanding of complex legal issues. His particular talents were perfectly suited for politics. He began his political career in journalism, when in 1802 he helped Sydney Smith, Francis Horner, and Francis Jeffrey establish The Edinburgh Review, a quarterly periodical with a strong Whig bias that soon became a leading platform for political debate. I have posted about The Review and it's founders inprevious posts. Brougham frequently contributed articles, which in the first eight years of the Review's run numbered over one hundred. Brougham entered Parliament for the first time in 1810 as MP for Camelford. Though he lost and regained seats in Parliament over the years, he nevertheless managed to attain high political office by serving as lord chancellor from 1830 to 1834 in the administrations of the prime ministers Charles Grey and Lord Melbourne.

Brougham was routinely associated with the radical wing of the Whig Party, since his positions reflected those of many nineteenth-century reform movements. He was an early supporter of the abolitionists and promoted their efforts to end the slave trade.

Brougham encouraged one of the most significant political shifts of the century by making parliamentary reform a main tenet of his election campaign in Yorkshire in 1830 and then by helping to secure passage of the 1832 Reform Act.

is interest in educational policy took him in several directions. First, in 1820 he proposed a bill promoting publicly funded education; the bill failed, but Brougham remained committed to the cause. Second, in 1826 he founded the Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge, which published cheaply priced works aimed at the working classes. And third, he was among the active supporters of England's first nonsectarian university, the Unversity of London.

Brougham became Parliament's most consistent champion of law reform, in part because in 1828 he delivered a brilliant six-hour speech that turned law reform into a popular cause. He established the judicial committee of the Privy Council, a central criminal court, and bankruptcy courts, and he also laid the foundation for a county court system.

Brougham had an interest in science as well as politics. He was a fellow of the Royal Society and was credited with designing the brougham, a four-wheeled carriage. He died and was buried at Cannes, where his frequent residence during the last three decades of his life helped make the French Mediterreanean town a destination for British tourists.

#scotland #scottish #history #edinburgh #reformer #lawyer #Politician

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( sophie skelton , 30 , she/her , cis woman , stuart 4 ) - have you seen kenna stuart ? we’ve heard through the grapevine that they’re fierce but also unruly. when you think of them , you think of the wilderness living within her bones ; absentmindedly twirling a dagger in her hand ; loving and hating with an equal ferocity ; and her hair dancing like flames in the wind.

basic information.

full name: kenna stuart. name meaning: fire born. age: thirty. date of birth: march 29th. astrological sign: aries. gender & pronouns: cis woman , she / her. orientation: biromantic , bisexual. spoken languages: english , gaelic , latin , spanish , bits and pieces of other languages. title: princess of scotland. martial status: unwed , unbetrothed.

personality.

positive: fierce , courageous , forthright , steadfast , devoted. negative: obstinate , unruly , demanding , prideful , impulsive. moral alignment: chaotic good. temperament: chloric. mbti: estp - the entrepreneur.

history.

a middle child could easily be forgotten but from the moment kenna entered the world she demanded attention. her loud cries echoed through the palace near constantly. it was said that if she was ignored for even a moment that'd she burst into tears. the moment she learned to walk she refused to sit still, constantly following after either of her parents. only around them would kenna sit, even if it meant listening to them speak with their advisors for hours. if her parents were busy, she'd wander off on her own. the older she got, the worse it became. suffice to say there were more than a few incidents during her life where princess kenna was declared missing only to be found a few hours later somewhere on the palace grounds or wandering back home after exploring on her own.

some of her restlessness quieted when a sword was placed in her hand. her father had summoned the best commander in the scottish army to train his daughter, someone who would become the most important non-familial mentor in kenna's life. it was hardly a surprise that she took to sword fighting with ease, becoming a skilled and deadly fighter, rivaling the greatest swords of scotland despite being younger than them.

kenna left to serve in the military once she was old enough. she wanted to further her skills and defend the land she held so dear. being away from her family was difficult at first, but the purpose the army gave her quickly overshadowed that. her dedication, however, didn't silence her nature. kenna wasn't afraid to object to or simply not follow orders from her superior officers or jump to the defense of anyone she felt was being treated unjustly. her title kept her from being kicked out of the army but it did prevent any promotions, despite having the skill to be a high ranking officer.

she eventually stepped away from the military but rather than return home she embarked on a few years of travel. up until then, scotland was all she'd known and she wanted to see more of the world. kenna rotated between traveling as a princess and masking her identity, pretending to be a scottish noble or even a commoner. she loved how it let her see different versions of the world while remaining under the radar. plus she was able to meet more people. all information she garnered was dutifully sent back to scotland and on occasion she served as an ambassador while visiting other royal courts.

eventually kenna was summoned back to scotland. her homecoming was largely celebrated across scotland. kenna eagerly recounted her adventures abroad for all who'd listen, though some tales she kept to herself, but never again did she feel the pull to leave scotland again. the highlands were her home, and she never wanted to leave again.

when they were summoned to france, kenna had little desire to go. she knew the importance of securing alliances for scotland, and while she wasn't opposed to marrying, she worried that any marriage for herself would force her to leave scotland for good. she'd seen the world enough. all she desired was a quiet life, likely serving as her elder sister's protector, serving on her council, or defending their borders. however, as more secrets from within the stuart household emerge the more kenna began questioning what her eventual role would be.

headcanons.

an expert swordswoman. she's rarely seen without at least her sword or daggers, often both.

she doesn't mind dressing up, even enjoys it for certain events, but she's far more comfortable in casual clothes be it a dress or a shirt and pants. back home

kenna isn't someone who can stay inside or in one place for long. it's why she first felt the pull to travel the world. while that desire is gone, her restlessness remains. she needs to be outside, getting lost in the woods and exploring. it has made being in france difficult for her.

she has a very strong sense of justice and won't hesitate to speak up when she feels like someone is acting unjust. has led to her jumping to other's defense with little question. she doesn't have much tact when doing so, which has caused a fair share of fights.

so, so impulsive and reckless. some say she doesn't know what danger is. she's a big believer in acting first and thinking later along with asking for forgiveness over permission. much to the chagrin of many.

a true ride or die friend !! once she gives someone her trust and friendship, they have it unless they give her a reason to revoke it. kenna would do anything for her friends, no questions asked. that being said, if she is betrayed she doesn't forget or forgive. she will not put herself in the position to be hurt again by the same person.

there is no one more important to kenna than her family and nothing more important to her than scotland. she would also do anything for them without question and will jump to their defense without hesitation. she definitely views herself as their protector despite knowing they're all capable of defending themselves.

wanted connections.

people she met traveling ›› kenna traveled, mainly across europe but could've gone elsewhere too, for a few years. tons of possible dynamics and lots of potential for drama! it's also possible that some didn't know she was a princess and thought she was a noble/commoner since kenna did hide her identity occasionally. now that they're in france the truth would be revealed.

enemies ›› with her personality, it isn't difficult for kenna to get under people's skin and for people to get under hers.

suitor(s) ›› despite not being next in line for the throne, kenna is considered a valuable marriage candidate for those looking to ally with scotland.

#francehq.intro #i. kenna stuart ›› intro.

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