I don’t feel like our love is brand new. There must have been lovers, soulmates, before us, experiencing what we get to have. And it’s giving me comfort to imagine there will be many more like us to come. Our kind of love is the kind of love that makes this rotten world worth living in.
prince simon in madrid
a pilgrimage along the world that @prince-simon created 🥹
Simon’s neighbourhood, Chueca
“It’s actually the Queer Neighbourhood of Madrid, and coincidentally also where I live.” He lowered his voice as if to tell a secret, “It’s actually not a coincidence at all.” (chapter 2)
Casa de Campo (view from the Royal Palace lol oop)
Wilhelm didn’t even recognise himself. He didn’t think he’d ever looked that happy. And Simon… his eyes were closed and his curls were a mess and Wilhelm had never seen anyone more beautiful. (chapter 3)
El Retiro
Simon looked at Wilhelm much too adoringly for a statement this goofy. “The ducks are gay!” He yelled at Santiago and Paula, “Just so you know!” (chapter 9)
Palacio de Cristal
“Here’s a funny thought - bear with me, okay? But just imagine. Flowers. Everywhere, like on the ceiling, up the walls. Fairy lights scattered all through it. It would be so gorgeous as a- uh, like. For a wedding…” Realising where his train of thought had gotten him, Wilhelm fell quiet, looking at Simon with wide eyes. (chapter 9)
El Palacio Real de Madrid (more specifically the Throne Room lmfao)
Simon traced his fingers over the bruises on Wilhelm’s neck and in the opening of his dress shirt, humming contentedly. Wilhelm followed the movement in the mirror, and marvelled at how good they looked together, how well they fit together and how much Simon belonged right here – on the throne, with Wilhelm. He deserved the world and so much more. (chapter 12)
Museo Nacional del Prado
Around them, the other visitors kept moving, admiring the art on the walls, and for the moment Wilhelm felt infinite, imagining himself a painting, looked at and analysed hundreds of years from now. El Abrazo de los Príncipes.
Lo Spasimo, Raphael, 1515-1517
“Are we allowed to kiss in front of Jesus on his way to crucifixion or is that tasteless? Because I really want to kiss you right now, Simon.”
Las Meninas, Diego Velázquez, 1656
“He made me look at Velázquez in the painting and how he was looking back at the viewer, at me. I still remember the exact tone of his voice, how he was so certain when he told me that I had every right to be where I am. That I am the subject of this painting, the king being painted. All those tyrants, King Felipe and Emmanuel and all those that came in between, they are trapped in that mirror forever while I am here, alive, we’re here. Velázquez is looking at two queer princes, ready to paint us.” (chapter 13)
Casa Alberto
“So, tell me more about this special part of Madrileñan history.” He was slightly teasing but mostly actually curious.
Simon seemed all too eager to answer that question, and it hit Wilhelm how genuine Simon’s care for his city — his country — and its people was. It made him a little sad to know that a lot of people didn’t get to see that because they only focused on Simon being too gay or too Latino, or even just too carefree and enjoying life because he was young, to be their future king.
bonus content:
Iglesia de San Antonio de los Alemanes (where Simon goes to church)
“I think I need to go somewhere.”
“Oh?” Wilhelm said softly, “Right now?”
Simon hesitated before he nodded. “I need to- get some clarity? Or - I hope that I’ll get it there?” He whispered, voice shaky.
“Do you want to tell me where you’re going?”
“To- uh, to pray? I mean- to church? I don’t know if I’ll pray…” Simon’s voice was shaky, uncertainty shining in his eyes when he dared to look up at Wilhelm. (chapter 11)
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Pegoryu Week - Day 6: Traveling/Photography
Found some album photos. Although they seem to be out of order...
07/01 It’s the first day of July! AKIRA and I went for an early run in the morning to the park nearby to our house. Even in this climate, he refuses to leave without a hoodie, dork. The picnic later was pretty sweet too, but I forgot to take another photo, whoops.
08/18 Just another morning, but AKIRA looked pretty cute, so I tried to take a picture, being very sneaky about it. MORGANA didn’t even notice! Or maybe he didn’t care. I guess you can never beat the instincts of a former [phantom thief] leader, huh?
...that last part seems to be covered with tape.
01/05 A photo AKIRA took when we went to a trip to the city. It’s embarrassing, but he seems to like it, so I let it be. Plus, I totally won the snow-fight that day.
There’s something below that photo in a pretty handwriting: [No, you didn’t ❤ ], followed by something in a more rough handwriting: [I TOTALLY DID!].
03/22 We graduated from college today! I probably would’ve drop out if AKIRA wasn’t on my tail all the time. Thanks to FUTABA for taking all the photos, but you almost left me without film, you gremlin. AKIRA smiled a lot today, and I feel grateful.
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storytime :00
so orange is my favorite color and cali poppies are my favorite flower. and goldfish are my favorite animal (but I love birds too <33) I think they're also my dad's fav?? me and my dad are not close his side of the family never came to the usa so he spends most of his time in vietnam taking care of ba noi. goldfish are the only thing I really associate with him bc when he visits us he buys sooo many. he loved to take care of them he bought a tank for his office and a tank for our kitchen and laundry room u get the idea. and he would take me to pick out ones I liked but he only ever bought them from this very indie fish store. it had no employees just the owner and it only took cash honestly idk how he discovered it but he would go almost every weekend. and when he left for vietnam again I would spend so much time sitting in front of the tanks staring though the glass. the memories are kinda hazy but I think I would like.....daydream??? I swear I would see the fish float out of their tanks into the air maybe it was just my overactive kid imagination. I dreamt of them at night too they consumed me. it was like I could always see them in the corner of my eye and I would hear the sound of the tank filters running 24/7. this continued for a while honestly.....and then the lockdown happened while my dad was in vietnam and he couldnt fly home for a while he got stuck there :/ and by the time he got back his little fish store had gone out of business. our house is a lot quieter now
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Red is the new dawn
Red is the fall leaves
Red is the anger
At the lies you made me believe
HAPPY BIRTHDAY VLEORI!
Lore drop in them lyrics?? You bet. So as we know, Vleori is just now reaching the age where it's weird that she's not aging like a normal asura. And she used to be on the arcane council, but she kinda butts heads with them a lot now.
The infected sample, the catalyst for her becoming a vampire, the reason she stepped down.
It wasn't an accident.
The progeny that tripped, knocked the sample into her paper cut.
It wasn't an accident.
Someone else on the council arranged it. Someone else on the council wanted her out. He just didn't realize that sample wouldn't kill her.
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WAIT HOLD UP I JUST NOTICED THAT THE ONE PICTURE ON THE CHEF ROWAN MOODBOARD HAS A PREGNANT LADY IN IT
are you hinting something.........
LOL okay I saw that photo and was like “oh! fits the dynamic! I’ll put it in the moodboard!” and then saw that and decided just to ignore it 😂 So either you can ignore it also… or… you could not ignore it 🤷♀️😁
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