M A R I A   S T A R K
mother & wife
canon divergent
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established 2013
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ELIZABETH MARCH
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4 yrs as maria, 6 yrs on tumblr.
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          Eyes closed as he turned his head to the side, was this potentially
          bad that he had been discovered or good, he couldn’t really tell by
          her tone at the moment. It took him a moment to collect himself,
          before tilting his head in her direction, pressing a kiss to her neck
          pulling back, a slight smile on his face.

         “ Well, aren’t you nosy, my dear. ”

          He wanted to ask what she thought about it, if he picked the right ring
          out. Yes, he actually picked it out, not Jarvis who he usually would have
          run his errands like he did with the bracelets but he decided to venture
          out into the jewelry store and pick out the ring he thought Maria would love,
          hopefully. If she said yes to him but now he was in a dilemma because
          she knew about it and he had no clue what exactly was running through
          her mind.

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         “ —It’s too much isn’t it? I should have gone with
                  the other one I had picked out but I couldn’t
                  take my eye off the one I got, it was just staring
                  me in the eyes—I’m diverting from the situation,
                  I probably should stop talking now. 

          He couldn’t get it what he actually wanted to say out of his mouth, granted,
          he planned the night perfectly in his head, the proposal was going to be so
          much more but with this incident it was all out of the water. Why did he have
          to keep the ring in his pants as a reminder of who he really loved? He kept it
          with him everywhere but obviously, that was a mistake. 

          He chuckled at his slight stupidity, a genius but not in the department of
          keeping secrets from someone he loves and trying to hide the fact that he
          wanted to spend the rest of his life with Maria. In his ‘hideout’ he would always
          take out the little box, run through what he would say or simply look at it and
          just imagining their life together when they were married. But now, there was
          this moment where Howard was nervous, and at a loss of smart comments he
          could usually whip up in an instant.

          the fact that he is so unsure of his own decision is shocking, but maria will find it extremely endearing. he is truly trying to woo her, to impress her, and the italian hardly feels as if such treatment is right; she doesn’t believe herself to deserve it. nonetheless, she’s flattered.  ❛ howard… take a deep breath.❜   she’ll encourage gently, maria smiling at him as her free hand lifts to caress his cheek. the man is quite a bit taller than her, for the italian is young still. not that it matters, for her height will increase very little, nonetheless. but just as soon as she’s lifted her hand, she drops it back down so that she can slip the ring onto her left hand, holding it up once it’s on her ring finger. free hand moving to cover her mouth the next second, she’ll feel a stray tear fall down her cheek.

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         ❛ — it is beautiful, howard.❜   she hopes he doesn’t mind that she’s put it on her finger, for his intentions were to ask her to marry him anyways; she’s simply speeding up the process by accepting the ring now.  ❛ it is perfetto.❜   italian accent heavy as emotions start to overwhelm her, maria will move then to wrap her arms around his torso in a firm embrace. and then she’s standing on the tips of her toes to press a kiss to his pout before pulling away ever so slightly to remove the ring and give it back to him.  ❛ i would like it if you gave it to me like you planned.❜   after all, howard seems disappointed he hadn’t been able to.