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mysticstarlightduck · 8 months ago

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Word Find Tag!

Thanks for the tag, @writingrosesonneptune (here)!

My words were: Glass, Teeth, Red, and Sky

I'll go with Song of Thorns and Supernova Initiative for this one!

Glass (Supernova Initiative)

The strange liquid swirled within the glass syringe with a menacing silver glow. Jack frowned. "What the hell is that?"

"Oh, this little thing? An advanced tracking system of my own creation. To ensure you and your crew complete your mission properly so that you can't slip between my fingers again - all of you will get one of these" The Director gestured to his assistant, who picked up the syringe and moved to stand beside Jack, who glared daggers "Injected into your bloodstream."

Teeth (Song of Thorns)

The sound of gnashing teeth echoed throughout the cavern, the creature's thundering footsteps somewhere above causing pieces of gravel to plummet from the rocky ceiling. Roselyn swallowed a whimper holding onto Renn's hand as they turned to the strange Lantern Keeper. "Okay, how do we get out of here?"

The other girl cocked her head to the side, gesturing somewhere further into the mountains. "It'll be fine, I know a way, but we'll have to be quick and very quiet. C'mon." She started to walk but stopped in her tracks holding out a hand as if expecting a handshake. "Name's Cyriel by the way. Though I think your vampiric friend here knew that."

Red (Song of Thorns)

As, giant mahogany doors of the castle hall swung open, a clacking of boots on the stone floor echoed fiercely. His guest had arrived. The king placed the gold-trimmed goblet on the table, carelessly, a drop of deep red wine staining the precious cloth upon it. He smirked. "Ah, yes, the famed Ghoulsbane. I see you found your way to my palace promptly. Good. I hope you enjoy your accommodations."

The young man shook his head, absentmindedly running a hand across his crossbow, studying the metal gears. "I won't be staying. You said you had a job for me?" Despite addressing the head of state, he doesn't bother with any honorifics.

This causes a hushed murmur to echo amidst the royalty scattered across the hall, until the the King leans forward on the table, silencing his peers with a single gesture of his hand. He didn't look away from the hunter as he spoke once more, his voice venomous as a serpent's tongue. "Yes, I do. Hunting down a certain thief of dhampir blood - one Renn Atrius of a rather considerable disrepute. I'll pay you accordingly, as your talents in dealing with such beasts speak for themselves. I assume you'll make short work of this... nuisance."

"Consider it done," Elveryn answered with a curt nod, twirling a silver arrow between his fingers, before nocking it to the crossbow.

King Larkin smirks, sitting back down on his gilded chair, the chalice of wine upon his hand once more. "Excellent answer, lad."

Sky (Supernova Initiative)

In her room on the spaceship, Cassie lay splayed out on the floor like a small starfish, a fluffy blanket between her and the cold metal of the room as she looked up at the murky, almost starless sky above. It was oddly familiar, the sight, reminiscent of the grimy moons they once called home a few years ago - and not in a comforting way.

The room's door opened with an almost hermetic whoosh of air, and she didn't need to look to recognize the familiar footsteps that followed. "Something on your mind?" Jack asked, sitting down on the floor beside her, leaning against the wall, and handing her a vanilla smoothie.

Cassie shrugs, taking the smoothie in one hand while battling with a stubborn strand of her own hair that insisted on falling into her eyes. "Eh, not really. Just thinking - this place stirs up memories, don't it?"

"I find it's best not to dwell on it." Jack agrees, gently pushing her hair away from her face. He smiles "But really, we'll be outta here soon enough. Artemis says he knows someone that'll fish the ship in no time."

"I hope he knows what he's doing this time" Cassiopeia chuckles.

"He always does - I think. In a weird, gremlin way, he kinda always has a backup plan for most scenarios."

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eofoc · 4 months ago

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day 9: relationships (part 1)

Ange & Juliet - platonic, half-siblings

Ange & Yuze (angeyuze 🌿🌊) - romantic

Mischa & Orifiel (orimischa 🗝️🦢) - romantic; art credits: first, second

Juliet & Roselyn (roseliet 🌹🕯️) - complicated; art credits: first, second

AAAHAGHG MY FAV DAY!!!!! prepare for a crazy CRAZY EXTENSIVE infodump (under the cut) ...

edit: i feel like this is already a long ass post so tbh. i might just reblog with a description of the other two (🗝️🦢+🌹🕯️) at a later time :]

idk if i need to say this but i hate incest. please block me if you engage in any sort of incest media / fiction. my ocs siblings relationship are strictly platonic

💚🧸 ill start with the siblings because they make me a bit crazy i cant lie. they are half-siblings!! juliets dad died when she was very very young (a baby basically) so she grew up with her step-father (ange's father)... she didnt really gaf about him at all though because she was mommys girl . amen

when they were younger, ange and juliet got along really well!!!! juliet loved playing the role of an older sister and she liked dragging ange around ... they also played togetjer a lot :3 but like. gradually they started getting more into their studies and all .... their parents were getting more and more antagonistic towards each other so they began piting the kids against each other as well. #divorce

as a kid ange viewed juliet as some sort of a. higher figure... something beyond his reach... a kind and silly and funny angel and the only person who treated him right honestly. so when he assumed that juliet has betrayed yuze and had his parents killed . his world Lowkey literally crumbled. i think he realized at that time that shes just a human person and can Also make mistakes.

their relationship got a bit strained because ange started to isolate himself Hard. and juliet is a naturally pushy person when it comes to others so it did make her frustrated when he wouldnt tell her anything or talk to her... wah...... ange was also being ostracized by society because of his father :( juliet tried to throw parties and warm others up to him and she was like. just act nice okay. but it failed lowkey because hes a bit of an asshole sometimes

they had a big fight over that and stopped speaking like.. at all...... ange thought juliet was setting him up and exposing him to people that dont like him when all she did was try to fix his image and reputation... whatever okay.

i also want to say theyre very similar in a lot of aspect!!! both mask their emotions to a crazy degree, usually with a smile or with humor... both kind of try to appeal to people as much as they can, but in different ways? ange mostly wants people to see him as stupid and non-threatening (opposite of his father) and juliet wants people to see her as pitiful and hard-working. they are also both mildly suicidal BUT ange is like -> i have no purpose so i should kms vs. juliet being like -> kms is the only way to escape the purpose i have in life

🌿🌊 ohhh the doomed yaoi... they make me super super sickly.... i talked about their childhood like 93849 times so . well. idk if i should do it Again . However

theyre like. childhood friends to one-sided enemies to lovers . in their childhood years yuze and ange met when yuze was helping his parents with tailoring clothes and yuze helped him out a bit (ange was afraid to speak up and yuze noticed it...) and so it began. ange kind of even in his childhood clung to yuze a lot because it seemed like he was the only one who understood him and his troubles. like even to a bigger degree than juliet could. to yuze . well he didnt think too much about it . like childhood friend yay :)

then the whole FIASCO happened. yuze jumped through 9328 mental hoops and as a 10 year old the only logical thing that made sense was that ange had something to do with the death of his parents. poor ange lost his only friend, his dad was executed and his mama now hated him more than ever and forbid juliet from meeting with him. so they were both going through it .

and then when they meet again they are literally . two different people . its like meeting a fuckign stranger because of how much theyve changed and that drives me a bit crazy. ange is hurt by the resentment yuze seems to hold for him.... yuze is like damn i have to kill this guy (he doesnt Really hide it...) but he finds out how suicidal ange is and hes like. :/. i dont like you but dont do that actually jesus christ youve had it rough. and then he finds out that ange didnt have anything to do with his parents after all and the GUILT that kicks in is crazy. and then more stuff happens (Heh

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rhymeswithchronic · 9 months ago

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SO I've mentioned several times now that What This World Has to Offer, as we know it now, is a rewrite of a story I wrote in middle school. But I was thinking about all the things that have changed between then and now and thought it'd be fun to share some of it with you guys! So here we are! Things that are brand new to this story, and things that have been fixed! First things first, the main characters. Of course, the main five characters of What This World Has to Offer! We've got some things to discuss about these particular blorbos. First off, Wilson. In the original draft, honestly, everything about Wilson kind of fell off after Wilbur was introduced. I'm not even joking, I basically threw him aside entirely. I had no backstory or development really planned for him, and some really weird hoop jumping in order to excuse his behavior as the story went on. He fell so far from relevancy that I rarely even considered him when thinking about the group. It was pretty much exclusively Webber, Wilbur, and WX-78. Speaking of Wilbur, why on earth did I choose him? The one character in the entire game with no personality traits or quirks, no story, no concept, really nothing except for the fact that he can vaguely say 'banana'. I was writing WTWHTO when Shipwrecked came out and I really wanted to add one of the characters to the story. I had never really planned on having five characters, and honestly the characters in SW I just felt didn't fit well. So, I, as a normal fanfiction writer, took the character I could have full creative control over. On top of that, I loved the idea of including each of the 'weird' characters from each section of the game, as well as the game's main character (Wilson). WX-78 represents Vanilla. Webber represents Reign of Giants. Naturally, Wilbur represents Shipwrecked. When originally writing WTWHTO, I didn't really have any backstory for Wilbur either. Instead, after I was finished, I started working on The One True Heir, a backstory for Wilbur that was made up on the spot. In the rewrite, I got to explore this backstory so much more considering it... actually existed. You know. Better than the original. I got the name Roselyn, Wilbur's mate, from the character Rosaline from Romeo and Juliet (which we were reading in English at the time) and Elizabeth, Wilbur's daughter, was named after my at-the-time best friend of the same name. Now for WX-78. At the time, I didn't realize people actually headcanoned that they held a soft spot for Webber. Somehow, it was just how their character grew as the story went on. Their relationship with Webber was left a bit more ambiguous, described simply as 'best friends', but as I got older I realized there were times it sounded almost queer-baity, so I decided to emphasize their bond as distinctly brotherly. I was posting exclusively to Fanfiction.net, which didn't have tags, so there wasn't any real way to say to the audience that shipping was not intended. If people wanna ship them, that's up to y'all, but it's not the story's intention. I am much happier with how they see each other in this version, and I feel it is more accurate to how I originally intended it to be. When I first started writing it, I did not intend to write Webber out of character. I simply... didn't know how to write characters that were soft and sweet. At this point, that boy's his own character lol Which leaves the fifth character- Nick!

#fanfiction #dst #ds #archive of our own #ao3 #fanfiction.net #wtwhto #what this world has to offer #webber #wilbur #wx78 #winona #wilson #wilson higgsbury

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chimerabal · 8 days ago

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OC Questionnaire!

tagged and Q'd by @badscientist :3!!! TYYYY~ I'm answering with Roselyn Kellis, who is one of my big two NPCs for a Blades in the Dark game I *almost* ran ;P I might change her last name since, like, 'Roselyn Kellis' is a potential character connection listed on the Lurk Playbook sheet- which was how she's started but... she's grown way beyond that role~

If you spend a lot of time out in nature, what’s your favorite thing you’ve found?

"Ha, nature, what fairytale did you crawl out of? Unless you mean the Death Lands there isn't anything even close to what would be defined as nature here.

Do you count being out at sea as spending time in nature? Then, yeah, I spend as much time in nature as I'm allowed! There's nothing better than floating out on the Void Sea, drifting towards the stars, nothing.

I'm not permitted to join our leviathan hunting fleet on anything more dangerous than scouting missions and net checks, but have you ever seen some of the weird shit that nets pull up? The things that eat the leviathan chunks we trawl for are WAY more scientifically interesting. Everyone's seen a loose flipper, or tentacle... but the scavengers that eat them? Insane. Our hauls catalogued six new kinds of sea devil. I got them to name one after me; Cephlodiabolica Kellis."

At no point does Roselyn stop speaking for you to ask your second question. When you try to interject she starts speaking louder. However, you feel that your second question, "What is your most intense interest? What could you research or discuss for literal hours and never become bored of it?" is being answered... It's probably coincidence, but it kind of feels like entrapment.

"And, like, despite having my fuckin' name in MUSEUMS now; minor sea devils just don't have the same kind of payoff as a proper leviathan... or even of a hunk of leviathan carcass. So even though they're cool as hell they usually get thrown back.

I kept one once, gave it the best enclosure money could buy, and it only survived a week. Ingrate. HAH, what a week though! You would not believe the physiological similarities those little bastards have with leviathans. It escaped Nine Times. Second time it shot acid at one of the butlers when they passed by it's room- no one knew they could do that!

And I thought, since you know, thats a leviathan thing, how similar actually ARE the sea devils? When it croaked I had it drained, and it powered a single bulb for three hours. Yea sure it was dim, and comparatively to leviathan blood, three hours is goatshit, but It Worked.

I'm still waiting on the academy to respond to my letters on my findings, and waiting for our distiller to reply about using some of their blood processing equipment... but when they do I'm going to find out how viable of an energy source devils actually are."

What have you accomplished in your life that you’re most proud of?

She pauses. You've noticed that Roselyn is a very expressive woman, and she continues to be even in her silence. For a second she looks lost, followed by her cheeks flushing and rage sparking behind her eyes. Followed then by a deep breath, a slow exhale, and a very deliberate pause. Roselyn smiles through her answer, but it's forced and quite uncomfortable for you both.

"My greatest acheivement is sitting at the helm of every fucking hunters ship in Doskvol right now, with absolutely no credit to me, because of a rat. My blueprints were stolen and reproduced before I could finish building my prototype, or get any legal protections on MY hypodermic harpoon and blood extraction system. But! Yes! I SHOULD be proud, after all it works So Well."

Her voice cracks; she clears her throat, once again trying to regain control of her composure.

"My crowning achievement is soon to come, you'll know it's mine when it does. I can't say any more on it, inventor's security reasons. Nor do I want to answer your third question. For your own sake even, forget I answered the first one."

#oc: roselyn #GIGGLES KICKS FEET TWIRLING HAIR THANK YOUUUU FOR THE TAG #BitD #SO THE SETTING FOR THIS was given like #vauge outlines and ideas for how Duskwall/Doskvol works and looks #and the rest is up to the players to flesh out #SO I HAD TO DO SOME SRS IMPROMPTU WORLD BUILDING TO ANSWER THIS #i coulda picked an easier character but nah #Rosie likes talking about herself

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roselyn-writing · 9 months ago

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Happy Birthday Harumi Rose 🌹🔥

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rurpleplayssims · 7 months ago

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📝Campbell Quay Recap - Part 1/2📔

I was recently asked to post a recap of what had been happening in Campbell Quay since I started posting the no-commentary styled posts back in April. The reason being that I wanted to catch all the characters up before I do another time jump of several years. Long story short, I want my families to have most of their children born before the time jump so I can move onto the next stage of the story with the next generation starting to shine.

📝So, in chronologically order, here is what has happened so far since I resumed the series in April:

Cooper Household: Round 5

Matthew is visiting Zoey and Roselyn in their home and has lunch with them. (They'd been previously discussing Deidre and her apparent ignoring of her closest friend before she'd left town.) They discuss the success of the clinic after the remodel, and Matthew setting up the therapist's office when he's ready.

Natalia, the clinic's receptionist, is good friends with her boss and visits her.

Their home functions well after Roselyn (and her dog Lily) moved in. Roselyn takes the time to help raise Madeleine (Zoey's daughter with Tyler Ellis).

Zoey teachers her daughter to talk. Roselyn asks Jasper to come over to fix their broken TV. (He is the town's handyman).

Despite being her ex-boyfriend, Jasper and Roselyn's relationship is a strong one, but it's nothing more than sibling-like since they broke up ages ago.

Roselyn heads off to work. Zoey asks Jasper to fix the toilet when she realises he's there. They speak about their friends and how the town's changed since they established it. She puts her daughter down for a nap before working on her easel.

Madeleine, a bright toddler, enjoys building her creativity skill.

Zoey receives a phone call from Becky, her next-door neighbour, asking to come over. Zoey agrees and is distressed to see Becky in floods of tears on her doorstep.

Becky is inconsolable as Luke broke up with her after she refused his marriage proposal. (Luke is a werewolf and he saw her refusal as rejection, and as part of his werewolf culture, he feels like she's not his packmate, and that she broke them up, not him.)

However, there is something left unsaid between the couple. After getting her inside, Becky reveals to Zoey her reasons for rejecting the marriage proposal. They become best friends as a result of the trust between them.

Roselyn gets a bonus at work from a chance card.

Becky distracts herself by playing with Madeleine.

The girls discuss Luke and what Becky should still remain in the house next door (as Becky lives with Luke and their friend Helen.)

Roselyn returns home, greets Becky and gives her the same advice as Zoey. They become best friends too when Becky tells her her reasons.

Becky heads out, insisting on going for a quiet stroll around the block before heading home, wanting to compose her thoughts before seeing Luke again at home.

Roselyn and Zoey discuss their guests before they make out and head upstairs.

The following day, after Zoey heads to work, Roselyn invites Helen around. Helen is her apprentice and good friend. They discuss Becky and Luke, before Helen plays with Madeleine. (Helen is one of the main babysitters in town.)

The days pass by and their home is a happy one. Roselyn teaches Lily to Roll Over.

After about a week, Helen comes over to babysit Madeleine whilst Roselyn and Zoey head out for a date at the new tea shop that's opened. Despite the snow on the ground, the pair of them are keen to get some fresh air and time to themselves. (Readers who've been here from day one know the struggle it was to get to the stage where these two are in a happy and healthy relationship!)

At the tea shop, they see Thomas Campbell, looking a lot happier and socialising with everyone who enters. (Thomas was a zombie at the start of the series and this was not long after he's been cured and he and Althea's marriage became a lot steadier.)

On the way home, Roselyn proposes marriage to Zoey, who happily accepts.

The next day, Zoey holds the clinic staff meeting at her house.

Norman-Ashford Household: Round 1

Jed promotes Alon to be the manager at the Norman Fitness Centre. (Jed owns the business, which is the local gym/swimming pool.)

Briony, the editor at the Campbell Chronicle newspaper, holds a meeting at lunchtime in her house she shares with Jed. The other employees are Starla Bennett (Alon's ex-girlfriend), Dominic Hawlings (who used to work at Proper Nosh!) and Cheryl Midlock (who used to work at Grim Groceries).

Dominic and Starla discuss the recently held Major election in the town, which Althea won.

Starla asks Jed about the gym, pitching to write an article about it. Jed agrees. She then asks about fingerprint scanning system that was being rolled out but Jed breaks off the conversation.

Jed is a stay-at-home father for the first few months of his and Briony's lives as parents. Their children are Holly and Harry, a set of twins.

The twins age up into toddlers.

Now that the children are a little older, Briony and Jed take turns in being the stay-at-home parent. Briony teaches the toddlers to use the potty, and Jed starts teaching them to walk.

Briony, who'd been carrying a lot of weight in her pregnancy to the twins, has worked hard to reach peak fitness afterwards. (Fun fact: Despite Film & Lit being her OTH, she rolls a lot of wants to do fitness-related activities. As that is Jed's OTH, I guess she's taking inspiration from her fiancé.)

Thomas visits his brother to play with his niece and nephew.

Jed teaches Harry to walk and Thomas teaches Holly a nursery rhyme.

Briony teaches Holly to talk. Jed teaches Holly to walk and teaches Harry to talk.

Briony and Jed's relationship is strong and healthy, and he asks how the newspaper is going.

Sylvie invites Sylvie around. (She is the adoptive 'aunt' to Jasper, Phillip and Noah Morgan. When Briony moved to town, her car broke down in front of Sylvie's isolated cottage. During the months she lived with the ancient Fae, a mother/daughter bond sprung up between the two.)

Sylvie comes around, plays chess with Briony, has dinner with her and Jed, plays with her 'grandchildren'.

There is a new garage built, including an upstairs area where Briony has moved her office to, and the twins deserved a room of their own.

Jed invites Alon around and they discuss the fitness centre and the babies being born in town.

Briony cooks dinner for them all, and Jed expresses how pleased he is at the progress Alon has made since he came to town. (Alon was the first burglar in town, and his background is troubled. His parents were uncaring, his ex dumped him and he ran away to CQ and was struggling to live with no home before Thomas and Althea took him in and helped him. He is a successful reformed criminal in town and Jed, as Head of Security in town, is pleased to have been proved wrong that Alon would relapse to crime.)

Alon discusses health with Briony as Jed puts the kids to bed.

Thomas visits his brother again and he bonds with both children, becoming best friends.

Thomas and Biony discuss friendships in town.

Harry and Holly have a huggle.

A few days later, Briony asks Helen to come babysit for her so she can get some work done in her office without worrying about attending to her children.

She begins to write a novel (her 4th...I think).

Jed and Briony discuss recent crime rates and the fingerprint recognition program. Briony intends to write an articles in the Chronicle about its benefits.

Briony meets Julie Moore, the lady who has moved in right next door. They discuss the many babies in town.

Althea visits to introduce Julie to the other mothers in town, as Julie plans to open a nursery in town. Part of the vetting process is that all parents need to approve that they trust Julie, and that she will keep their children safe. (Long term readers will understand why Althea is insisting on this.)

Zoey and Ellen are invited over to meet Julie.

Matthew passes on his afternoon walk and Briony speaks to him.

Dalton Morgan (Jasper and Ellen's eldest child) is having a playdate with Harry, Holly and Madeleine.

Henry comes around to see Jed and his family. (Henry used to live with Jed and his brother Thomas.)

Jed speaks to the ladies about the security at the nursery when it opens.

Jed greets Jasper, who was also invited to meet Julie. (Helen is babysitting his and Ellen's four younger children btw.)

The toddlers become best friends with each other. (These 4 will be in the same age group, but Maddie is the oldest, then the twins, then Dalton.)

Jed continues to help his fiancee reached peak fitness.

This is where the tags for the households become a bit confusing as I jump around different households to show events happening to residents in (mostly) chronological order.

Tyler and Victoria (nee Bransfield) are recently married and enjoying their newly refurbished home, which looks much more like the home to two business executives.

Althea gains her baby bumps and is placed on maternity leave. She and Thomas are thrilled to be expecting as they've sorted out their differences from what happened at the start of their marriage. (Click here for the full household tag, I'm not typing all that out!)

Thomas runs the town's grocery store (called Grim Groceries) and Emmy is his manager who runs it on a daily basis for him. This allows him to look at other business ventures he wants to set up in town. As the Founder's husband, he has expectations that he wants to carry out.

Becky visits Althea to discuss their work. She is Althea's chief assistant at the Mayor's office and is her deputy, only outranked by Thomas. She tells Althea about her and Luke's breakup in the hope it won't make work awkward and Luke works with them as an Intern.

The Founder's home gets a remodel and Cheryl visits to get notes for Althea's weekly column in the newspaper.

Althea invites the Jefferson couple over. (They have a family that is split up, as Libby works at the military base. They'd worked hard to get temporary accommodation for Robbie and their three children until Libby moves into the bigger home.)

Thomas finds a genie bottle.

Althea speaks to Janet Tanner, one of the cleaners in town, and offers her support during her pregnancy and after. (Janet moved to CQ with her boyfriend Frank. He wasn't keen to move to this town, despite Janet's love for the place. However, Janet confessed to Emily Morgan that she'd had a drunken one-night-stand with a male - we don't know who - after a row with Frank, but then when she went home the following day, she and Frank made up, leading her to not know who the father is. She has decided to keep the baby.)

Julie has dinner and Thomas and Althea, discussing their arrangements for the nursery amongst other things.

Jada, one of Althea's political assistants at the town hall, visits Althea to discuss priorities to be carried out whilst Althea is on maternity leave. She also helps set up Thomas's paperwork for his business ventures.

Some boring game rules here: The sims who own business lots and do not have an active career, they should be 'employed' in the Business career. In my mind it means they sign up to help and support from Campbell Quay Logistics, that Tyler organises as he's in charge of most business dealings with the town, only outranked by Althea.)

Victoria falls pregnant with her and Tyler's first child, and learns Couples Counselling.

Janet comes and visits Althea again to discuss her arrangements. Emily is with her as she was the first to guess that Janet was pregnant.

Sylvie's business, Sylvie's Garden, is doing very well! Despite being a very isolated person when she met the residents, she's come a long way in terms of confidence, and she's happy.

Sylvie's Garden reaches Rank 10 and it gets a Good Review as well!

Thomas's Grim Groceries is also doing well and opens up a car dealership, C&N Motors. (Not sure I mentioned it before, but it's a spin on his name, Campbell & Norman Motors, as Thomas married into a matriarchy family and took Althea's surname.)

Thomas reaches maximum enthusiasm in Music & Dance.

C&N Motors ranks up quickly and also gets a Good Review!

Althea studies some skills at home: Couples Counselling, Anger Management and Lifelong Happiness.

She also starts a novel to document all that's happened in town. It sells well!

As her pregnancy progresses, she studies some more, learning Fire Safety.

Phillips's daughters, Bella, Felicity and Phoebe age up to toddlers.

Proper Nosh! - Emily's restaurant gets some more remodelling and does well for business.

Phillip teaches Bella, the eldest, to walk.

Roselyn's art studio business is also doing well and earns a Good Review.

She also gets promoted in the Artist career to Level 7.

Zoey's Clinic has had a remodel and she welcomes her fellow doctor, Brandan, who is a surgeon.

Zoey has an appointment with Victoria, who is heavily pregnant.

Her next patient is Matthew and they make a point to discuss friendships in town. Zoey considers how fast her daughter is growing up.

Briony is based at the office, The Campbell Chronicle office and is working hard on her computer as Laura, a young teen, works at the till for the little shop at the front.

Gretchen (the business reviewer is who actually employed by Briony..?) awards the Campbell Chronicle a Good Review.

Townie Household, Round 2

Luke is working in his beloved garden before he heads off to Sylvie's Garden, to buy some new tools and meet up with Sylvie. He also meets Lena, one of the military personnel that have started visiting the town.

It's an awkward atmosphere at home. Despite it being a few months since their breakup, Luke and Becky don't speak much.

Becky has constant flashbacks to when she said no to Luke's marriage proposal.

She tries to remain pleasant and upbeat but Luke is either quiet or muted in his response.

After their lunch and she heads to work, Luke goes outside and breaks down over the breakup, still quite heartbroken. He reminisces over their love intersected by the memory of her rejection.

They had both had a recent row and whilst Becky regrets what she said in anger. Later that evening, she apologises to him. Luke, still muted, accepts her apology but doesn't say much else.

Helen asks how Becky is over breakfast. Becky avoids the subject.

When Becky heads to work, Helen plays her violin before heading over to Campbell Square to play for some tips. Before heading out, she greets Cheryl.

She meets Claire and Abbie, two of her female friends for a coffee.

After their meetup, Helen gets herself a coffee and Brandon, the surgeon at the Clinic, introduces himself to her.

Helen is attracted to him, and she's attractive to him. Flattered by the welcome attention, she speaks to him for a bit.

She plays her violin and gets quite a few tips, including from Henry and Brandon.

Returning home, Helen does some painting.

Luke bird watches before reading the newspaper.

After transforming that night (he's a werewolf) he heads out for some bug collecting.

Emmy and Alon officially become a couple, despite being together since Althea and Thomas's wedding.

Cheryl gets promoted to Level 3 in the Journalism career.

Matthew spends a lot of his freetime out jogging, emailing on his computer and cooking healthy meals for himself.

Cheryl makes an effort on her own novel. Tony is alone in his flat.

Emmy spends most nights sleeping in Alon's bed, but they've taken it slow, and have not woohooed yet.

(Most of the residents on this lot have had their spaces repainted as I wanted to make them a little more personal.)

Max Huxley (who used to be a cleaner) is in the Dance career and gets promoted to Level 3.

Tony spends most of his freetime playing his guitar.

Noah and Henry have gone from strength to strength since he moved in. Noah is promoted to Level 6 in the Science career.

Whilst babysitting Madeleine, Helen looks after Lily too and gives her a bath.

Zoey is promoted to Level 7 in the Medicine career. Her bonus goes towards their upcoming wedding.

Emily and Phillip Morgan are doing well, in both their family, relationship and business. Proper Nosh! is Rank 10 and Phillip is a highly successful lawyer and the top lawyer in town.

Henry's business, The Bookshelf, is also doing well.

Emily speaks with Tony when he comes over to let her know that he'll be leaving his job at the restaurant sooner rather than later.

Whilst he's there, Janet accosts him, and is very angry.

Phillips earns a bonus of $43,000!

Janet imagines Tony coming over to her and apologising...but he doesn't.

It's still awkward at the Townie household. Becky tries to speak to Luke about general stuff but he can't stop relieving her rejection. He realises he needs to change something.

Helen sits down at the table and Luke and Becky talk freely when praising Helen and the confidence that she's developed since she'd come to town. (Helen was very shy/insecure of herself when she first came to town. She's grown a lot in that time.)

Luke checks his email. Helen studies. Luke checks the newspaper and can't help but look at Becky from the corner of his eye. He wants to speak to her but isn't sure how.

After she gets up to go to the kitchen, he approaches her. She smiles at him and he's just about to try to speak when her mobile rings, and he loses his courage.

Becky heads out to get out of the house.

Helen speaks to Luke about Becky and tells him about Brandon, and that she wants to quit her babysitter's job. Inspired by her talk with Roselyn and Althea, she wants to do something else.

Luke thanks Helen for her quiet, steadfast support and that he's glad they're friends. She says the same.

Becky comes home and is so exhausted that she falls asleep in her food!

The resident household members speak as they normally do in the morning, enjoying the fresh air. Cheryl mentions kissing and gets Tony confused and conflicted. (He misses Cheryl and hadn't been able to stop thinking of her since she broke up with him at Althea's wedding. She broke it off with him because he was dating other women at the same time and she wanted a faithful partner, despite how much she loved him.)

Tony distracts himself by working hard at his music shop, Tony's Tempo. It's a big money earner and he's quickly paying off the bank loan he took out for the building. His business reaches Rank 8!

Max has to pay a fine at work.

Cheryl, Dominic and Matthew catch up over lunch.

Alon and Emmy finally consummate their relationship.

Cheryl earns herself another promotion to Level 4!

Max finally opens his dance studio business, Studio Huxley.

Starla visits C&N Motors and buys herself a car.

Brandon also buys a car from Thomas's car dealership.

Roselyn and Helen discuss their interests and a business venture.

Becky earns a bonus of $500 but Luke gets demoted.

Helen rings Brandon and they speak on the phone for a few hours.

Later, she spots Luke sitting alone in the garden. She speaks to him and he mentions their friendship and his recent heartbreak.

Helen gets a phone call from Marion and is surprised. (No, it's neither of her sisters btw.)

Luke tells Helen he will be quitting his job at Althea's office and getting a job elsewhere. The new job involves moving out.

The next day, Luke tells Helen he's leaving and she tells him she's glad they're friends and he should ring whenever he wants to.

When Becky comes down for breakfast, Helen lets her know Luke will be moving out in an hour. Becky is stunned, relieving the memories of her relationship with Luke.

Luke packs up his garden pots and tools and puts them in his mobile greenhouse. He doesn't know if he will come back for them but he kept them out of the way in case the girls wants to do something else with the garden.

At the moment of departure arrives, Helen says goodbye to her friend and hugs him before heading outside to put his suitcase in his truck, leaving Becky and Luke alone.

Becky awkwardly wishes Luke well and is confused as to what Luke's new job is. Luke insists (appearing cheerful) to wish her well and they hug. They share a moment when they stare at each other, but Luke and Becky meet Helen outside.

Becky and Helen watch as Luke gets in his truck and drives away. As soon as he disappears from sight, Becky bursts into tears.

Due to Tumblr being blooming awkward, there is a text limit...great.

📝Part Two is here.📖

#CQ BTS #Round Summary #Campbell Round 4 #Campbell Quay #Campbell Quay BaCC #This is not a full round recap #Just a recap of all the Non-commentary posts before the time jump

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❝ 𝑨 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑰𝑺 𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑽𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑬𝑶𝑷𝑳𝑬, 𝑰𝑻 𝑰𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑾𝑨𝒀 ' 𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫. ❞

An original verse set in original lore. This will be Lark's main verse. Loved and crafted by Jackie.

Humans and the fae are both children of the Elvine. The Elvine were the stewards of the star known as Hiraeth. The Fae were the first children and were made from shards of the Star Ocean.

They were taught from their conception that they would be the new stewards and the Elvine would return to the Star Ocean....

Humans were created from the terrain and forged by powerful magic and yet they could not wield magic as their elder kin could.

Together, humans and the Fae worked together to cultivate the land and over the course of eons, several kingdoms were built. The two largest were the Kingdom of Manon - the land of Autumn and the Holy Amaelian Empire, where the Holy See of Valencia governs the empire.For thousands of years, there was peace between the two nations, and they aided each other in trade and commerce. However, with the advent of a new Arch Pope, came an extremist group with anti-fae sentiments and soon people began to fear their brethren. Eventually, the Amaelian Empire stopped being friendly with their Fae neighbors all together.

Tensions grew and grew until the humans feared and hated the fae for their gifts deemed them unnatural, and became openly hostile towards anyone with Faeblood. Many fae within the Amaelian Empire fled to Manon for their safety as several witch hunts had put the Faeblooded citizens in danger. Those who didn't flee became second-class citizens and indentured servants.

There had been so much fighting between the humans and Fae, that it caught the attention of one of the Elvine. Caelus, the god of fire, the day, and the sun. He attempted to broker peace between the two nations, and at his behest, the Fae reached out to bring peace to the two nations.

The King of Manon, Mulicfer Oakthorn II arranged a meeting at the borders of their kingdoms, and with Caelus in tow, they met the Arch Pope for peace talks. However, it had been a trap. The Arch Pope brought an army with the intent of slaughtering the King of Manon, and a bloody battle ensued.

The Fae army had arrived and aided their king and Caelus to beat back the humans, and when victory was nigh, the Arch Pope summoned forbidden magic which he had gotten from the trickster god named Sike. It was such a formidable and potent magic that is caused a schism between Hiraeth and Elvine. Caelus had simply disappeared, never to be seen.

The result of using such magic was an ever-evolving curse. A blighted scourge upon the battlefield between kingdoms. This would be known in the modern day as the Forest of Umbra because from the shroud of shadow sprouted a black crooked forest that was cursed. Those who fought in the battle were lost within it, and eventually, their souls were sucked from them and leaving husks--wandering blighted people with blood lust.

King Mulifer Oakthorn II were lost to the Forest of Umbra, and his daughter took the throne and started the long line of Queendom. She created a powerful ward in which only those with faeblood could pass through.

A few hundred years later, the new Arch-pope wished to reconcile with the Kingdom of Manon, and though to the face, it was a blink of an eye compared to the incredibly long lives they lived. Queen Roselyn Oakthorn was incredulous and for a long time, she ignored the offers of peace. However, to ease the anti-fae sentiment in the Amaelian citizens, she agreed to at least speak with the Holy See.

The peace talks were long and didn't do much to sway either side, however, in the name of peace, both sides agreed that every hundred years, the Queen of Manon would take a bride or groom in exchange for a bountiful dowry in which Manon would send rare resources to Amael, and Amael would trade very rare gemstones which are important to the fae.

The arrangement was purely political and the human that married the Queen would become the Queen Consort, a fancy title that held no real power. The Queen has the power to drop the wards on a specific year, on a specific day with a specific ritual, and it isn't the whole ward, but a fraction of it. Now in the modern day, Queen Larkspur Oakthorn has reigned for hundreds of years and has held up tradition by continuing to marry humans. Never has she ever felt love for any of them, not true love, while she treats her spouse well, and they are taken care of, she has never shared a bed with any of her spouses. For her, it is purely a political alliance, and she is focused on curing the Scourge.

#. all hail the autumn queen ( main verse )#. the portraits ( self promo )#. creations of the hands ( edits and doodles )#fantasy oc #fantasy rp #original lore rp

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Can I have a moodboard for Daria Roselyn from Rainbow High?

Here’s some help: https://rainbow-high.fandom.com/wiki/Daria_Roselyn

“Music speaks to me, so you don't have to.”

Daria Roselyn (Rainbow High) aesthetic board for @sam-rexian

#aesthetic board #moodboard #rainbow high #daria roselyn

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The Other Woman

Author’s Notes

Aaaand we’re back on TCH stuff!! This story is not my favourite, but it’s been fun to explore. As I said in the fic, I am not justifying Roselyn’s behaviour, but rather looking for a reason on why she acted like that and understand her point of view as a writer. Make it make sense, unlike PB here.

English is not my first language, so please forgive any typos/grammar mistake I might’ve made.

If you want to read the whole story, here’s the link!

I will be publishing stories like these of other characters this week, like Miss Sutton or Edmund, so stay tuned for more!

Summary: Roselyn tells us her side of the story

Word Count: 2.9k

Category: Angst

Pairing: Roselyn Sinclaire, Ernest Sinclaire, Duke Richards

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Death, grief, adultery, strong language and major death character

Book: Desire and Decorum

1796, Paris, France

The young Roselyn D’Ouleur played with her doll, watching as her mother sighed, looking at the family’s books. It was late at night, and the French Revolution was at its peak. What was worse, the prosecution towards nobles was worse than ever and Madame Guillotine was stronger than ever. Though, young Roselyn was suspicious, but her brother Renard was getting even more suspicious.

Suddenly, their father, Henri, came into the house, panting “Quick, we need to pick out the essentials and get into a boat now!”

Pierre, who was eleven, frowned “But Papa, we thought we wouldn’t go until next week!”

“Someone snitched on us and the revolutionaries are on their way here! Odette, quick, pack Rosie’s things and get her dressed, we don’t have much time!”

Odette nodded and picked up little Roselyn, who clung to her mother for dear life. The rebels would be here soon, and to say that she was scared was an understatement “We’re leaving for London. We’ll be safer there.”

And with that, they left in the eerie French morning. Roselyn wagered it was past 2 a.m., the latest she’d been up. They had a trusted friend who took them to Normandy in three days. After that, in the eve of the morning, Roselyn and Renard both embarked, with her mother on tow… when they heard their father crying out to get into be boat immediately. The royalist resistance knew that they had to go now, and so they did. Some former soldiers of the king prepared to fight in case any revolutionary dared come aboard. Roselyn would never forget the grotesque image before her: her father, fending off armed soldiers… who shot him and started to strip him to get some goods. Her mother Odette was quick to take the young girl inside the boat, where they had to share a room.

Roselyn swore that she’d never go back there. And she heard her brothers swear that he’d soon get his revenge.

1804

It had been nine years since they had left from France, and Renard had heard that Napoleon had crowned himself emperor and would restore the lost titles. With that, despite being quite young, he was the heir to the estate that awaited them back in France. The D’Ouleur fortune belonged to him. And thus, she was in on the coasts to Tilbury, bidding her brother goodbye. She kissed his cheek and wept “Please tell me you’ll write to me, brother.”

“But of course, dear sister. I will send you and mother money. Now, obey mama and make papa proud from you, alright?”

She nodded and hugged him before he was rushed into the boat. As they went back to the carriage, Odette wiped her daughter’s tears, who was but eleven years old. Poor child, she thought.

When they arrived at their modest house, her mother turned to truly gaze at her, motioning her to sit. She had stopped crying as they reached the house. When the servants were gone, she started speaking “As you know, we are all alone here. Until then, there are two things you’ll soon learn about life: that it’s never fair to us ladies, and that the only way to survive resides in the coin. The more money you have, the better. It’s not the same being unhappy but have everyone at your command than being unhappy and hungry. Soon nature will choose you to bleed, and when you do, your childhood will be over. I will make of you a lady who can get the wealthiest man of the ton, I promise you.”

“What about love?” She whispered.

“You can grow to love your rich, titled husband, dear. That’s what I did back in the day. I saw a rich man, married him, and loved him through my children. It’s what we’ve been doing since the coin came into the human lives. You shall do the same, my dear.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“You’ll wise up, and will realise to thank your wealthy husband not to be hungry or ask for something, you’ll see. If you can score one rich man who’s also kind, then you will have won the game, dearest. Those savages on rags wanted us dead because they’re envious of us. Thankfully, Napoleon has put them in their place. All you need in this life is wealth, a husband who does not lift his hand, and a son to continue on what you’ve started.”

1809

In five years, Roselyn had been training every day. The arts of a lady, a socialite, managing a household… and know when a man was truly rich and when he was simply bluffing. Her mother had made connections, and had listed a few honest men who possessed enough wealth to make her daughter’s life content. But Roselyn thought different. Why not being a wealthy, titled woman? She had that ambition.

After the period of mourning of her main suitor, Mr. Ernest Sinclaire, was over, she had been looking for someone, anyone with a title. She had wondered often. Someone close to power. She did feel guilty, though, and not deserving of Mr. Sinclaire. He was wise, smart, kind, generous and did look like he liked her very much. She did not deserve his spoils. Or him, for that matter.

She was genuinely surprised that he liked her, enough to dine with his mother—his father had died years ago rather mysteriously—and his mother eyed her suspiciously and made remarks of how she expected her to return the feelings. Surely she could fall for a rich man like heroines do in the books?

He was the perfect match, and he seemed like he actually liked being with her and talk to her. Her mother agreed. He was the best bachelor.

During the dinner before their wedding, some illustrious friends of her fiancé came. One of them a duke! Roselyn thought that all dukes were taken. This one hasn’t married once!

“Your Grace, may I present my future wife, Roselyn D’Ouleur?”

She bowed, giving him a seductive smile. He seemed to catch her meaning and kissed her hand “How do you do, Miss?”

“I am fine, especially now that all our illustrious guests are here.”

Ernest smiled at her, but her gaze was fixed on the duke. Sure, he was a bit grey and rogued, but oh, the titles, money, lifestyle… perhaps she’d find a way to get out of this engagement? It wasn’t uncommon for women to back out… at least in France.

As the men left to cigars and cards, with Ernest already there, the duke approached her “I’m glad that my friend has found a suitable woman for him. Perhaps… you’d like a visit, eh?”

She giggled “I’d love nothing more, Your Grace.”

“Meet me here in two hours, sweet nightingale.”

1810

Roselyn was full of guilt. She had been too much of a coward to tell Ernest she had cold feet, for the duke had persuaded her to stay married to him. The encounters had been frequent, while Ernest and Mr. Chambers dealt with the creepy viscount, she had some spicy escapades with the duke. It had been going on ever since, and summer was nearing.

Her husband was confused on why she didn’t have any marital appetite for him, but was respectful, waiting for her to come to him on her own account. The reason? She found it quite rude to have someone on your mind while you were with another. Maybe she was a dirty, shameful cheater, but she had some morals left. What was worse, she started to feel sick. Really sick. Maybe it was guilt and shame, building up.

But the fateful night of Ernest finding out the worst was possibly come, and she couldn’t stand seeing her kind husband looking at her with hate. She had gone back to her mother’s house, and when she finished telling the tale, her mother didn’t respond.

Instead, she got up and smacked her across the face!

“Stupid girl! How could you be so… so careless! In his dining room, a public place! I told you to back out, but turns out I have raised a fool instead of a smart girl! All the money your father left us, wasted for nothing!”

She had been trembling and sobbing the entire time “Maman, please!”

“Get out! You are not my daughter anymore!” She called out “Boys! Take this shameful girl out of my house and don’t let her in!”

“NO! NO! MAMAN, PLEASE, I NEED YOU! NOOO!” She cried out, her screech waking the entire neighbourhood.

She didn’t know how much time has passed, but a kind woman of a brothel had taken her in, attending her. Her name, was, if she remembered correctly, Marianna. Such a kind and tender woman for a low rank. Maybe Ernest was right and these women deserved equal respect.

“There is something you must know.”

“Hm?”

Marianna bit her lip “…You’re pregnant, Mrs. Sinclaire.”

She stood there in shock for a few minutes before breaking into sobs. It certainly hadn’t been her husband’s, and she knew that Marianna knew. What had she done? Her husband would never take her in…

“He should know.”

“The father? Or my husband?”

“Both, madame.”

After a few more crying, she finally calmed down. She had to tell Tristan first. Perhaps she could remarry and finally be his duchess, like he promised!

She rushed towards his townhouse, and entered as usual to his office. What she saw broke her: at least two girls, younger than her and half naked, kissing the duke.

“Oh my god! Oh my god! What is this?!”

“Roselyn? What the fuck! Shouldn’t you be with your husband.”

After taking a few deep breaths, she slammed the door closed and pointed at him “Just when I was about to tell you that I am bearing your child, I find you wenching with these… these!” She cried out, pointing at the prostitutes.

“Girls, wait for me in the bedroom.” He ordered calmly. He got up and smirked “What makes you think that bastard is mine? Knowing you, you’ve been with half the men of this neighbourhood alone.”

“It’s not true, because you monopolized me! You held me in your arms and told me you loved me, that I was your one true love and your rightful duchess!”

He laughed out loud “And you believed that?

“I’m just another fuck for you, am I not? Does it not matter to you that your child—”

“You’re so sure it’s mine, it’s embarrassing. I want nothing to do with your sinful child or you ever again.”

She got on her knees “Tristan, please!” She cried out as the guard carried her out “I BESEECH YOU!” She cried out, her cries so loud the girls he was with looked at her, pity in her eyes.

She didn’t know how much time she had been walking, or that she knocked on one door. When her husband opened, dumbfounded, no doubt, he asked coldly “Why are you here?”

“My mother kicked me out. The duke hates me. And… I am with child. The duke’s child. Please, Ernest, if you ever loved me, even if it was for a single moment…” She sobbed “I promise not to disarray anymore. I will do your bidding. Just… please, don’t turn your back on me.”

There was a sepulchral silence before he sighed, opening the door and beckoning her inside “Do I have your word, Roselyn?”

She nodded, still sobbing “You do.”

“Take the guest room upstairs. I will ready everything.”

He was about to start going upstairs when she asked “Do you hate me, Ernest?”

“…I don’t know what to feel right now.”

1811

Time had passed, and her belly grew… as well as the people’s talk. Ernest avoided her or showing her off at all. He no longer called her “my dearest wife”. He instead called her “Mrs. Sinclaire”. She didn’t know which one hurt more.

Sometimes, when she went looking for a late night craving, she could tell that he was dreaming of someone. A woman. She didn’t have a name, but she hated her already. And she confronted him about it “Is there another woman in your life, Ernest?”

He nearly choked on his scone “Pardon?”

“Who is she, Ernest?” She demanded.

“There is nobody.”

“Oh yeah, and those dreams, huh?!”

He looked at her coldly “They are that, dreams. Just illusions. But I assure you, unlike you, I have kept my wedding vows.”

She flinched and looked down “I’m sorry, I know that it is hypocritical of me, and that you have needs… needs I have unattended.”

“Even if I did… I won’t have an affair.”

“Thank you.”

Something in his eyes flickered “One shouldn’t thank their spouse for being faithful. It’s the bare necessities.”

With that, he wiped off the crumbs and left again to his study.

The moment the door closed; she broke into sobs again.

The night of the birth, Roselyn woke up knowing that something would go wrong. Clearly, God did not want her sin to succeed. She could feel it in her bones. She didn’t dare tell Ernest. He had enough burdens. She didn’t like the idea of him moving on or remarrying if she died, but she probably deserved it.

The birth was a complicated one, and Roselyn felt number as the hours passed and the baby was closer to be born. She looked at the midwife and whispered “One of us will die, won’t we?”

“Probably.”

And so, she closed her eyes and started praying: O’ God, I beg of you, let this child be born healthy and fine. Take me instead. I am the sinner here. Give this boy a life and someone who can love him. I promise that you will never reproach me if you choose me to be in your paradise, and I promise to be good. I beseech you to have mercy upon my poor, clueless baby.

And, suddenly, with the cries of her baby, she started seeing a light. And someone “It is time, Rosie.”

“It’s a boy, madame.” The midwife declared.

The accoucheur disappeared for a bit before her husband came in. They talked, and she looked down onto her son “Mon bebe. J’et aime…” She sighed, and allowed her father to carry her with him.

When she opened her eyes, she was back in France, but it remained the same one of her father’s times. No revolutionaries, no Madame Guillotine, only the France she ever wanted to live… and her father and brother by her side. She didn’t even ask why he was there. They just hugged, enjoying this bliss that she was certain it’d last forever this time.

My name is Roselyn Lilou D’Ouleur. I was born in a spring of 1792 in France. I was clueless at the time of the turmoil surrounding it, and what an historic event would play in it.

I saw my father die by the revolutionaries. I never knew until later how poor our family became because of it. My mother sent our brother away to fight for the future Emperor Napoleon. I never saw him until it was too late for the both of us.

My mother trained me to make a wealthy man fall in love with me, and that I did, marrying Mr. Ernest Sinclaire of Ledford Park in 1809. He was kind, smart, maybe too smart, loving and simply the best man I’ve ever met. I confess I was never a good wife. I tried my best, but I was caught in a scandalous affair with Tristan Richards, Duke of Karlington. His money and power attracted me, as Icarus was attracted to the sun, and like him, I too got burnt, falling pregnant with his baby as well.

My husband was perhaps too kind for letting me back into his house and have the baby. I tried to win him back, but he hated me already. I know he did. But he never said anything, because his heart is bigger than hatred itself. He took care of me, despite being petty and entitled to a privilege I lost the first day I lay with the duke. If I could go back and smack myself and tell myself to stay married to Ernest, I would. We would’ve worked as a couple, were it not for my endless greed and ambition.

On the 5th of April, 1811, I gave birth to my only child, Percival. I told my husband that, were he to want him, he’d be all his. He deserves someone who will love him. I know that he will ask for nothing, and perhaps Ernest will find someone who will make him happier and give him the life he deserves.

My name is Roselyn, the unfaithful woman, the forgotten wife of Ernest Sinclaire, the traitorous and backstabbing wife who preferred money to a good man. The forgotten mother of Percival whom he’ll never get to know. I am one of the greatest sinners of my time, and this is my story.

I don’t ask anyone to justify me, or tell me I did to survive. I only ask that you look onto yourselves and ask yourself this: in my stead, what would have you done in order to survive a world that is cruel and merciless to women like me?

Would you have submitted to your family’s ambition, or you would’ve stayed in your place? Would I do it all over again? That is a question for another tale.

#playchoices fanfiction #desire and decorum #desire and decorum au #the cursed heiress #roselyn sinclaire #ernest sinclaire #duke richards #tw: major character death #tw: adultery #tw: strong language #cfwc fics of the week

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