#c:isolde

[milkteethss]

isolde's eyes were immediately wide with fear and she cleared her throat, eyes cast downward. "i know not what you speak of," she said in a hushed tone. however, when his proposal of marriage came, it left her jaw slightly ajar. she stared at him, trying to get a measure of his sincerity, and then shook her head. "i know you not, sir," she said, glancing over at her chaperone. "i cannot... accept wanton proposals of marriage."

Open to females. This was originally set for a regency setting, however I'm also open to a medieval setting. Y/m and daeron's cousin ( name up to you!) had been having a secret romance. He had charmed and swept her off her feet before finally convincing her to share a night of passion with him. She had no idea that his true nature was nothing like the one he had presented to her till she finally found out that she was with child and told him. He immediately dumped her and skipped town. Y/m is from a noble family or landed gentry and thus not only she would be having a bastard but her reputation would be absolutely ruined and her family embroiled in a huge scandal if anyone knew of her condition. Hope arrived when Daeron unexpectedly sought her out. Fill free to hmu if you'd like to plot more or need more info on Daeron!

Daeron glanced over his shoulder at her chaperone, who was keeping a steady eye on the pair but thankfully was still a bit of distance away from the pair, before lowering his voice till only it was barely a whisper. "I know the current predicament you're in. My cousin confided it in a note left behind to me." Displeasure rose within him again as he thought of his wayward and highly irresponsible scoundrel of a cousin. "I can help you. Marry me and I will claim the baby as mine." His eyes gazed at her in seriousness.

[thc-heartbreak-princ]

@izziehiggs​ said:  “¡Oh, es mi momento favorito del año!”

—Puedo imaginarme el porque— expresó con una de sus sonrisas mas amables mientras observaba a la rubia —Por cierto linda fiesta Isolde, tu y Dane se lucieron este año mis felicitaciones—

[aubrey-bert]

@materixlgirl​ said:  “¿En qué momento esto se convirtió en una fiesta de suéteres feos de Navidad?”

—No lo sé supongo que tendrías que preguntarle a la organizadora— no sabía porque Higgs le hablaba pues realmente nunca lo había hecho

[goldensmileboy]

@materixlgirl​ said:  ‘ i’ve got a good feeling . ’

—¿sobre que?— Edgar se sentía extrañado de que alguien de la comunidad purista le hablara sin insultarlo o algo parecido 

[mudblood-benjy]

@materixlgirl​ said:  “¿A quién fastidiaste para que te invitaran a esta fiesta?”

—A nadie, es la fiesta del ministerio todos los empleados fueron invitados— expresó el chico bastante serio

[catherineofengland]

@isclde

it needed to be done, that was what catherine told herself as she made her way to the wing of her palace that currently housed the french royal family. if she were to marry a prince than it was important she know not only his father but his mother as well. 

but despite knowing these she stopped short at the doors of the french queen’s chambers, her breath uneasy as she tried to talk some confidence into herself. when that proved futile she threw caution to the wind despite herself. “your majesty.” catherine began, bowing as deeply as she could before rising, a nervous smile on her lips. “i’d hope we might visit today if you have the time..”

[rambunctiousredhead]

Lily approached the entrance hall with a smile on her face, trying to step lightly. She didn’t want to draw attention to herself after hours but she also didn’t want to trip in the dim lighting. She could see Isolde waiting for her and couldn’t help the wave of relief that she felt. Their nightly strolls had become a regular occurrence and it was just what she needed right now. They could tell each other anything in confidence and they trusted each other completely, it was so refreshing. “Boo.” She whispered as she reached the bottom of the staircase.

@isolde-rowle

[flynn-sawyer]

@isoldedavies

Through the years, alcohol had become one of Flynn’s best friends. A solace, you could say, and he would search for it whenever the going got rough. Lately, it seemed as if those times would happen with a bit more frequency, but Flynn attributed that to not being in his element. Or not being able to be in his element. From a spot just over a cliff that overlooked the docks, Flynn could watch as they gently rocked from side to side, wishing he could have been in one of those, sailing away. He took a swig out of the bottle of Glenfiddich he cradled in a hand and let out a heavy sigh into the air. This sucked. He hadn’t noticed someone approaching until it was too late.

[avimelrose]

text: avi → isolde

avi: hello queen of colour coordination

avi: i'm having a Very Serious discussion right now and i need your divine guidance

avi: about wearing yellow and orange in the same outfit. yay or nay?

[kiranambani]

‘ it’s horrifying, chilling… just over all not good. ’

“You get used to it.” Kiran said, shrugging. He was lying on the couch in the Hades cabin living room, not even paying attention to Ezekiel as he - once again - relived his death. It only took a minute, as far as Kiran could tell he’d gotten hit by some kind of vehicle. But he also knew that people who weren’t used to it were often freaked out by it. “He’ll be fine. He’s already dead. What more could happen?”

[milkteethss]

isolde hadn't been sleeping. for the past month of so the child had been so heavy in her belly, and her worries for gregory had grown paramount in her mind. even in the brief moments of sleep that she managed, her mind was plagued with nightmares. and so now, as she dressed for bed, she was doing everything she could to calm herself; special tea prescribed by the castle's healer, scented candles, a new nightgown which would supposedly keep her cooler in the hot summer nights. she was willing to try it all; anything that would bring her one tiny bit of rest was welcome.

"maria, my hairbrush," she asked softly, holding her hand out, and instead she felt lips attach to her neck. isolde froze for a moment, before recognising the hard form and soft voice of her husband behind her. she spun, startled into silence, her eyes wide, to find herself in his arms. "i-" she started, but found that tears of joy had blocked her throat. he had a discovery of his own to make, and when his eyes found her belly she couldn't help but laugh - a great, shoulder heaving sob of pure joy falling from her as she nodded, her arms reaching out, blinded by tears, to wrap around him. "yes," she sobbed, nodding, and clutching onto him.

Plot: Just a basic plot of a king returning home from war just to find out that his darling wife is like 6 or 7 months along with their 2nd child. I just needed to use Leo Suter's fc so bad hahahaha. Hmu if u wanna plot more!

Gregory could hardly wait to see his beloved wife. He had galloped away at full speed ahead, leaving his man in the dust as he sped towards the castle. Six months had seemed like six years to him and he ached so badly to hear her voice, gaze upon her exquisite face, smell her scent and feel her soft and gentle caresses and kisses. All of his thoughts were full of her when he finally entered the front courtyard and dismounted swiftly from his huge steed. It was far too late to see his daughter so he would only greet her and spend time with her tomorrow morning. Right now, he practically ran all the way up to the main bedchambers, ignoring the amusement of the staff. The moment he reached the heavy door, he then slowly pushed it upon. Upon hearing his wife call out from her dressing room thinking it was her handmaiden come to help her undress for the night, the king then smirked slightly as he quietly walked towards her back. “I think I can help you with that,” he teased in his low voice, placing a gentle kiss upon the smooth curve of her neck. As his wife whirled around in shock, it was then his turn to be shocked for his grinning gaze then morphed into one of great astonishment when his gaze finally went down over her figure and noticed the protruding belly. He was stunned speechless for a moment. “Is–is that-?” he gasped as he looked back up at his wife.

[thc-heartbreak-princ]

@materixlgirl​ send:  🥰 for 19 Nuestros personajes de compras navideñas

—Esas son demasiadas bolsas pero no podría esperar menos de ti Isolde— expresó el chico con una sonrisa cuando se encontró a la rubia haciendo sus compras 

[wontsetfiremoved-blog]

                            "Who are you ? What is your business here ?"

          The sword in her hand           is grazing the person's           neck. The convoy is in           danger. Isolde can't let           it happen.

[hartway-gossip]

We all remember the lovely start of the love affair between Evan and Valentine, and we know of the 'tragic' ending of it when Evan blew off Valentine for his best friend, Carter. Speculation says that Carter will be getting the same treatment as the now retreated Valentine once Evan gets bored of him... good luck, officer.

Apparently Brian isn't the only cheater in the relationship. Ryan and Issy had some sloppy, drunk, cheating sex!  I can see why Ryan gets so mad about the rumors involving Lance and Brian, now... he didn't want us stumbling upon his dirty little secret, too. Trouble in paradise, guys?