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peeta-mellark · 1 year
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QUEEN CHARLOTTE & KING GEORGE
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stevenrogered · 1 year
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What is that? A birthday hat. I make them. I made this one for you. I was not sure when exactly your birthday was, but I did not want it to pass without celebration. 
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offonaherosjourney · 1 year
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Queen Charlotte telling her sons and daughters "please, for the love of God, King, and country: FUCK (someone appropriate). I am begging you: FUCK (someone appropriate). Find someone appropriate to marry and FUCKFUCKFUCK" had no right being that funny
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bookofbonbon · 1 year
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“I’ll think of you each step of the way… and I will always love you.”
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QUEEN CHARLOTTE: A BRIDGERTON STORY, 1.03
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bridgertonblr · 1 year
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So, if we are to be friends, we need to start again. Because I very much need a friend too. You shall be my friend. I will be your friend.
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zumerkka · 1 year
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yangsharperavery · 1 year
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not me sitting here sobbing thinking about how much charlotte loved george that she kept having his babies over the years but couldn’t be the loving and nurturing mother to them that she would have been if being the loving and nurturing wife to a husband she began to lose the moment they met hadn’t been her reality.
i am WRECKED at the thought.
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All 6 episodes you see current timeline Charlotte carrying on by herself, and other people commenting on about her loneliness. Whether it's worse or better for your partner to have passed but be presented with the chance to move on at some point, or for your partner to still be there physically but mentally somewhere else from you. And for all 6 episodes I guess I felt a lot of sympathy for Charlotte, to have a great love and for it to be disappearing over time, until that last scene happened.
Because while I'm sure the pain of not being able to do anything, make anything right, for things to be different for them, must be felt by Charlotte a lot of the time, it's not until you see her brought together with the present timeline George, that you see how truly and unbelievably happy she is in the moments she has him with her, that she is able to bring him back to her. That while this isn't the perfect scenario, not even close, she is happy to live simply for these moments and In these moments they have they love deeply.
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desidarling123 · 1 year
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me, when watching bridgerton: oh lady danbury, she's cool
me, after watching queen charlotte: sorry, lady danbury fucked WHO-
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lady-charinette · 1 year
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The lucid moments of Queen Charlotte & King George:
they sometimes hide from the heavens under the bed and George asks how their kingdom is doing. Charlotte quietly confesses how sometimes, the world seems to close in on her too & she feels like she might just hide from the heavens forever. George cradles her hand whispers lovingly:"You've always been the stronger one of us." Charlotte:"Only because you gave me half of your strength."
George sometimes escapes his confinement and bursts into meetings, but he's lucid. Charlotte is momentarily stunned, but relaxes when George speaks normally with the higher members of the ton. She smiles and watches her husband, the king, attend to his duties. In these little moments, she feels like the paintings didn't have to add George in later, she feels like he was there all along for the still sitting.
George still goes to the fields, he's old now, but he can pick at the weeds and plant some vegetables at least. Brimsely swore he would always attend to Her Majesty the Queen, but whenever her husband is outside, he temporarily serves the King, on orders of Her Majesty. Brimsely knows the Queen trusts him above all to protect her king in Reynold's place
George sometimes draws her, draws her face, his artistic skill curiously weakens when he's of sound mind, but Charlotte doesn't seem too offended when she spies her likeness on their wall. She smiles brighter than the sun
They reminiscent of their youth together, George remarks on the make of Charlotte's dresses, they look just like they had when they were younger. Charlotte is too prideful to admit she still orders these dresses to be made because it's the only thing of George she can have with her everyday to keep her grounde
Amelia's passing wounded everyone deeply, George had still been lucid enough to have learned of it, which ultimately crumbled the pieces of his sanity over time. His lucid moments grew fewer and farther in between and Charlotte felt like she had not only lost a daughter, but her husband as well
George has his observatory in his residence at Kew, and sometimes when he gazes at the stars and searches for a glimpse of Venus, his clarity returns with full force. In those moments, he quickly writes down whatever thoughts flood his clear mind, to not forget them, forget that deep down in his madness, there is still a man. Charlotte occasionally visits his observatory and she always checks his journals for new notes. Little things he intended to remember. The names of all their children and their birthdays. Thoughts of Charlotte and how much he misses her. Most of them speak of Venus, how much he loves and adores her. The Queen learned early on that Venus has quite a few names. The Great Star. Goddess of Love. Charlotte. Lottie. And sometimes, his Queen.
"Tell me, Lottie, how are the gardens?". She smiles, "In full bloom, my dear.". There was an uncharacteristically but not unfamiliar grin on the king's face. "And tell me... how is your garden?" Charlotte laughed, spying the mischievous twinkle in her husband's eye. "It definitely could use some tending. Some watering. Some fierce plowing." Brimsely knew better than anyone to immediately send the guards and attendants away once the Queen hitched up her skirts and moved over to sit on the King's lap.
"I'm sorry, my dear Lottie." George spoke softly into their quiet bedroom. Charlotte tried to discern his expression through the darkness. "Whatever for, George?". George sighed deeply, "For not giving you as much comfort and support as you do for me, once my mind wanders again.". Charlotte can only hold her husband close to her and kiss his forehead, whispering softly into his thinning hair. "You do give me comfort, my dear. So much."
George often has nightmares during the night, whenever he calls for his attendants, more often than not, it's his wife that hurries to his bedside. She always manages to quench his demons. He's heard the whispers in the halls, about how cruel and cold his queen was. But not to him. To him, she was soft and warm. Oh, so warm.
At the birth of their last child, George worries for Charlotte's health and urges her to not have anymore babies. She tries to argue with him, but George snaps:"We have enough heirs! I know what it is that you try to do, I know my...my madness may pass down to any one of our children, but if I were to lose you while you give birth to another child madness shall consume us all! What shall I do mad with fourteen children to care for instead of enjoying the moments I have left with you by my side?"
George sometimes reads manuscripts of the love stories between older kings and their queens, he sometimes forgets them and discovers them anew, but he always remembers what each of these stories lacked to him. None of these love stories could come close to describe the endless well of love he harbors for his wife, in madness and in sanity.
Charlotte finds reading poems to be a waste of her time, but she keeps the small, crumpled pieces of papers very close to her heart. The handwriting is not always neat, not always eligible, but she knew them all by heart anyway. Even though he may not be physically near her, Charlotte knew she was never alone in ruling their kingdom with George's heartfelt poems tucked safely into the sleeves of her dress.
They sometimes run into each-other in the kitchen at night, it's always a fright at first, Charlotte doesn't know if George is in his right mind, but he always quells her fears with a boyish smile. "Fancy meeting you here, my queen. Care for some of the best pudding in all of Britain?" Charlotte smiles, her eyes misty. "Oh, you old fool. You'll upset your stomach if you continue eating pudding every night.". George caressed her cheek. "That never stopped you before, has it?" Charlotte sighed. "Oh, just give me that spoon."
Sometimes, in his calm state of mind, George wonders if his body subconsciously enters into madness on purpose. Not to drive him mad, no, a much simpler reason. Sometimes, George wonders if he falls back into madness because he knows if he does, Charlotte would always come to visit and spend time with him. Somewhere in the deepest corners of his mind, George doesn't mind being called the Mad King if it meant spending time with his dear wife.
Charlotte is Queen during the day, but when she visits George at night, she turns young again, the ache in her bones recedes and she's just a simple maiden with her farmer. Just Charlotte. Just George. Just them.
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goblin-phannie · 1 year
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mattymurdox · 1 year
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The way George didn’t want to get married because he believed his madness made him unworthy and unsafe of love and family. The way he tells Charlotte he didn’t want to get married at all. But then he fell in love with her the moment they met and spoke and knew he really had no choice because he had to secure the royal line. Once he'd done that he chose to hide himself away from her because he believed he was keeping her safe. That it’s better for them to be apart because he believes he is a beast. Not only that but because he loves her so desperately he is willing to subject himself to literal torture in the hopes it will make him better and so that he can be worthy of her (in his mind) This then juxtaposed with Charlotte literally going no. No you will not hide yourself away from me because I love you. I love you enough that nothing else matters. She realizes all the walls he put up, all the secrets he kept, all the time he spent away from her was out of love and the desire to keep her safe and protected. She could easily have accepted that. But she didn't. She refused to let him fall on his own sword and instead drags him back to herself. She promises to love him unconditionally and SHE DOES SO. She promises she will stand between the heavens and the earth for him and she fucking does it for his entire life. That is another level of devotion that is so rarely shown in media. True unconditional love in the face of great loss and sorrow and hardship. Because let me tell you slowly losing someone you love so much is a torture all its own but she never abandoned him even when he'd mostly lost his memory of her.
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peeta-mellark · 1 year
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QUEEN CHARLOTTE 1x06 "Crown Jewels"
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bookofbonbon · 1 year
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we love to see the "look at you. you are a rare jewel." to "have you no sense? it is treasonous to interrupt my beauty sleep. you're lucky my face is a rare jewel." pipeline.
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Oh my god.
They're breaking my heart with some of these parallels 🥹
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