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rp-partnerfinder · 1 month
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✒ a little about me ! hi, I'm . . . 『 𝐫𝐚𝐞 』 . . . . . . . 31 yr old / cis female, est timezone . . . . . . . 21+ partner please ➺ active | literate to advanced to novella writer, will expect the same with my partner ➺ mood boards | playlists | really getting into the story is my jam ➺ forced proximity | omegaverse | arranged marriage | royalty | enemies to lovers | dead dove | toxic relationships | non-con | dub-con | your ideas 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 ↷ . . . . . . . . . . . . 『 HAZBIN HOTEL 』 ➺ valentino x angel dust ➺ alastor x angel dust ➺ alastor x lucifer . . . . . . . . . . . . 『 STRANGER THINGS 』 ➺ steve harrington x eddie munson . . . . . . . . . . . . 『 ORIGINAL CHARACTERS 』 🗨 please do not automatically assume the role as bottom, i will not write with strict bottoms. 『 like or add me on discord ! 』 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 : 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭
Hi, not to target you personally but I wanted to include this for all future posts: please do not format your asks like this. This is extremely annoying to add tags under. If you are including lists of tropes or ships, a simple comma (,) goes a long way.
Thanks!
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yourroleplayfinder · 1 year
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Heya! I'm a 21+Enby looking for other literate to advanced/novella writers to roleplay with (21+ please)! I try to respond once a day, but it might be once a week depending on life events. I'm specifically looking for some fandomless mafia plots with OCs I already have created. I really want to dive into the darker themes of them. I also really want to write one of my female muses in an arranged marriage sort of plot. I'm always happy to double up and would even love to do a mumu with this sort of thing as I have many muses for it. I RP exclusively on discord and use tupperbox. If interested give this a like and I'll DM you! ❤️
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findroleplay · 1 year
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20+ lady and I'm looking for an arranged marriage rp with my female oc. So my oc is married to a rich man of some sorts, and he's oblivious to her woes going on as he's busy with work and believes everything is fine. So he is heavily surprised when one day, during a rare lunch together... She asks him for a divorce...l rp in pms only so loke this and I'll message you.
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calisources · 2 months
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𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.
All sentences were taken from different sources about romance, marriage and specially arranged marriage and what that entails. Mentions of affairs, mistresses, wedding ceremonies and medieval talks of what marriage entails follow. Change names, pronouns and locations however you see fit.
Marriage is a marriage, whether it is arranged or not. Both necessitate the same level of dedication.
It’s not an option to be best friends with your life partner; it’s a requirement for a firm foundation in a long-term relationship.
Arranged marriage is not always a bed of roses, but it is possible to achieve with love and faith.
It’s different for women, isn’t it? They have no choice where they go. They grow up in a prison and then get married into one.
Is there anything more courageous/stupid than saying yes to spend your life with someone you have no idea about?
The country was as much of a mystery to me as the man I had married.
One day you’ll be in love with me.
You could be a titled lady. 
I have avoided the fate my father had planned for me. Surely it is I who has won, not he.
I do not care about power and wealth, father. I want to marry for love.
But if you were matched, what do you think she'd be like?
We're supposed to be unable to keep our hands off of each other. 
In this case the time is not so important for me, the person asking for commitment is.
We are trapped by convention and must marry another.
Every good child knows: duty before your heart's desire.
I am to be a bride, but whose? 
I married you to stop the bloodshed, and you keep killing. When will it be enough- when?
I found out soon after we met that Leah’s father had promised her in marriage to some young Pole.
If I ever get into an arranged marriage, I want it to be like theirs.
Arranged marriages require effort; constantly and every day. And where there is love, you want to make these efforts.
A successful arranged marriage can help climb the biggest mountain and build the biggest empire.
An arranged marriage is like wine; it tastes good with time.
You will marry him and do your duty to your House.
You are my daughter and you will do as I say. End of discussion.
Love? What does love have to do with marriage?
He'll honour his duty to family and swallow it.
I was three when my parents promised me. When a deal was struck. 
 So I was raised to be his wife. I was taught my favorite color was gold because his favorite color was gold. I was told my favorite foods were his favorite foods
I never thought what it would actually be like to have him... be gone. 
I was raised for him, and now I am... new. I am brand-new. And I do not even know how to breathe air he does not exhale.
A bride at her second marriage does not wear a veil. She wants to see what she is getting.
Marriage is a financial contract; I have enough contracts already.
The dowry, not the wife, is the object of attraction.
Arranged marriages work like this. The girl is hardly asked and is expected to follow whatever her parents deem fit.
Marry, that marry is the very theme I came to talk of.
Maybe she'll be beautiful. Maybe she'll be rich. As long as she brings swords and men.
Perhaps love is a minor madness.
It doesn't matter who the seed is. The important thing is that it has a place in your womb.
Her maidenhood will seal an alliance and must be kept safe.
Every married woman knows a man can have mistresses and we must look the other way.
All I ask is, that you do not cast me aside. Have mistresses and lovers as you please, but confide in me as I am to be your wife.
A husband’s first and foremost job in a marriage is to protect and love his wife.
Touching without looking had been incredibly arousing.
In my opinion, most marriages are based either on money or the fear of being alone.
I want you in every way there is to want. I want you in any way you choose to share.
I'm free to do with my wife as I fucking please.
The marriage of convenience lasts until you become an inconvenience.
Ours is a marriage of convenience and nothing more.
From now on, you're sleeping in our room. There's no chance in hell I'm letting you sleep far away from me again.
You agreed to this marriage and didn’t even dare to ask my opinion on the matter.
You're going to bend, and so am I. We're going to compromise, negotiate, and distract each other.
Being together means our priorities are going to change.
Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious: both are disappointed.
I don't think I am likely to marry, Harry. I am much too in love.
It is certainly romantic to be in love, but there's nothing romantic about a definite proposal.
They are royals, whoever they marry is not their choice but who is better for the crown.
That is a match made in a boardroom.
Once you are wed to another, you will forget me. 
I will marry a man who desires me but I have no interest in. 
I will not be a secret kept in shadows. Once you are wed, I will leave.
How can I marry them, when I am in love with another? It is not fair to them, that I think of you when I’m with them.
Ever since I met you, no one else has been worth thinking about.
Behave yourself, out here, we are wed and what you do, reflects on me.
You are being sold like a mare and do not care.
Once I bore him a son, he shall be happy, I know it.
We hate one another but for peace, we must wed. At least, let us enjoy this part of the contract.
I am doing this for my family and for the terms you offer.
A marriage is simply an alliance.
All will be well, love can be found in a marriage. If not love, at least, good company. 
Do your duty and give him sons.  That’s all men want.
I will not be paraded around in a bedding ceremony. I will wed them and bed them, but I will not be humiliated. 
You think this title gives me power, but you forget, I am a woman.
I am lucky enough to have options. None who please me but at least, I can choose one.
Come to bed now, husband. It is our wedding night, after all.
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prompts-of-the-pond · 2 years
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ARRANGED MARRIAGE
• “Why are you… trying to escape?”
“I’m not about to stay here and get married to someone I don’t know! They could be horrible! Kick puppies! Eat the cookie before the cream!”
“Well I’m not that bad, thank you very much, but I get your point.”
• “This is only a political alliance. I still very much hate your guts.”
“Sure. Try looking less in love with me next time you say that, though. It’ll be much more convincing.”
• “Wait… I know you. We played together as kids!”
“I knew I recognized you from somewhere!”
• “So, um… How have you been?”
“Really? You’re gonna ask that now?”
“I figured our wedding would be as good a time to reconnect as any.”
• “I can’t believe they matched us up. Us.”
“I guess pretending to tolerate each other worked a little too well.”
• “You know, I’d be much more upset about this if you didn’t look as good as you do now. That portrait they showed me when we were kids doesn’t do you justice.”
• “Okay. So we are both in love with somebody else, our parents do not know and would never approve.”
“Correct.”
“And neither of us want to be married to the other.”
“Also correct.”
“How do you feel about my ‘very good friend’ coming to live in our house?”
“Only if mine can too.”
“Then it’s a deal.”
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praniiipfft · 2 days
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> trope ideas to write:
office romance:
boss x employee boss x secretary colleagues to lovers work rivals to lovers
school romance:
brother's best friend trope tsundere x shy grumpy x sunshine teacher x student fratboy x nerd childhood bestfriends smart x dumb academic rivals
marital romance:
arranged marriage marriage of convenience strangers to lovers
royal romance:
prince/ss of neighbour kingdom prince/ss x servant/maid prince/ss x bodyguard duke/duchess x prince/ss
other tropes:
forbidden love age gap omegaverse vampire verse vamp x werewolf mafia/mob boss romance (underworld universe)
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decadentias · 7 months
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"SOMETIMES, I'M CONVINCED YOU KNOW me better than he does." Florence took the glass of cocktail and glanced at the other gratefully.
open to: f / nb | possible connection(s): fiancé's sister, best friend, relative, etc.
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xrealmofmanymusesx · 3 months
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Ooc: Are there any Aemond Targaryen's out there? I would really like to do an arranged marriaged thread between Aemond and Daenys
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greywoodrpg · 29 days
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𝕣𝕦𝕓𝕪 𝕕𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥
she appears as though she was born thirty-five years ago but is actually two hundred and nineteen, is a vampire, lives in acacia heights as the owner of celestials boutique, and is an advisor in sanguine liguria. she looks an awful lot like suki waterhouse. 
 "The story of a girl: You exited the womb and entered a war."
tw: sexism, arranged marriage, adultery, difficult pregnancy, abandonment
Born in 1806 during the height of the Napoleonic Wars, Ruby was born Duchess of Baden. Tensions were high amongst the Gottinberg family, torn between sides, but the Duchy always came first. Whatever would preserve power was the priority, and any sign of weakness was quickly stamped out. Ruby understood her role clearly in her family, she was to wed, forge a powerful alliance, of course, produce an heir. She paid close attention to her studies, particularly languages, and ensured she would excel in any future monarchy her parents thrusted her into. Obedience, however, did not mean that Ruby was entirely pleased with her situation. She was far more interested in what was happening on the frontlines and understanding the complex politics at play. She was savvy, but a woman’s voice was not respected and she didn’t dare share any of her more daring opinions out loud.  Her wedding was a dramatic, luxurious affair, as she had always predicted. Her husband was a Duke and thankfully, Gabriel was not cruel. He was dismissive, had many mistresses, and kept a close eye on her, but Ruby had also predicted that in her future. When you were observant and clever, royalty was cyclical. Ruby did all that she could to protect her image from Gabriel’s affairs and as she spent more time at their castle, she surrounded herself with thoughtful ladies in waiting, one of whom she took a very strong liking to. Anne was the smartest person Ruby had ever come across and it seemed as though they could talk for hours endlessly. Her passion for Anne grew quickly, although Ruby didn’t fully understand that what she felt was love. She always expected that ‘love’ was a falsehood, having never witnessed it growing up in the Duchy. Her affair with Anne was covert, and they never once spoke of fleeing the castle to be together. They both silently accepted their place in the world, and Anne seemed to respect Ruby’s love of the small amount of power she wielded in a world where women were looked down upon. Eventually, however, the time came where Ruby was required to produce an heir. Gabriel was gentle, but she couldn’t help feeling as though she were cheating on her lover. Pregnancy was not easy on Ruby and childbirth was far worse. Medicine wasn’t advanced, and with the amount of blood she lost, there was no chance of survival. The only person she requested by her side was Anne, and her family was locked behind a heavy door. The explanation came quickly, and to this day, Ruby doesn’t entirely remember the hushed conversation the pair had, but the end result was the same. Anne was a vampire and she bit and changed Ruby to save her life. The bond between Ruby and her sire was strong. She still deeply loved Anne, and Anne was patient with her as she taught her the ways of vampirism. Eventually, her maker abandoned her, and Ruby found that she liked the independence to do as she wished. The undead life suited her need for power. Throughout the years, Ruby collected memorabilia from all over Europe, souvenirs from some of her prolific victims and simply beautiful things that she loved. She was never one to deny herself of anything after she gathered the power to simply take it. Ah, how the roles reversed from when she was a human Duchess, bound to rules she despised. Ruby views immortality as a gift and has spent many, many years basking in it. But she’s aware that things in her life are missing. She liked having purpose, knowing what her destiny would be, and she frequently wondered what became of the child that she was forced to leave behind.  When she heard murmurs of Greywood, a town filled with people like her where hiding was no longer required, she immediately moved there, hoping to fill some of the holes in her heart.
“what power did she attain when settling in greywood?”
Ruby has the ability to dream walk and manipulate people’s dreams. Characters with magic can fight this off, however, if they choose to and have more will than she does.
penned by... ali
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rp-partnerfinder · 3 months
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Hi!
I'm MJ! I am 22years old and currently looking for partners 20+ (gender/sexuality don't matter)
I am looking for a fake dating and/or arranged marriage plot in a mafia setting.
nsfw is optional, mainly slice of live/drama
it would be nice if you were comfortable playing some side characters for plot development.
Feel free to message me if you are interested <3
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yourroleplayfinder · 1 year
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hello! i am Eve (she/her), 18 and looking for an 18+ partner for a M/F OC royal arranged marriage roleplay, with the potential to be a lil 🌶️
i am a somewhat detailed literate rper, so i would appreciate someone with a similar style! (usually write 2-4 paragraphs but can vary a little depending on what the response calls for! quality > quantity so as long as we are both trying our best and having fun, thats all i care about really) im experienced in both first and third person POVs so whichever my partner prefers works for me! i looooove world building, character work, and crafting a narrative, which is what i hope to do for this rp. i am also open to exploring darker/mature themes (🕊️ included) but would obvi like to discuss any limits either of us may have before we start, for safety :)
i would love to work out details on a plot with whomever is interested, but the basic premise is that our nations are on the brink of war/in the midst of one. in order to broker a peace, a marriage alliance is formed, whether it be organized by our ruling parents or ourselves or whatever the case may be! definitely thinking of a strangers-to-lovers arc, but we can decide together if we want slowburn or love at first sight kinda deal~
if that sounds fun, pls message me on discord (messaging doesnt work for me on tumblr idk why TT-TT) my user is redhearteddevil#7110
looking forward to hearing from you!!!
redhearteddevil#7110
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nimueflame1 · 2 months
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LOOKING FOR A RP PARTNER (LONG-TERM)
Hello hello!
I'm new to Tumblr and I'm in search of a Roleplay partner that would be interested in my post.
So let me delve into what I'm looking for in a Roleplay partner(requirements) ,tell you guys a little bit about myself, ( I won't put all of them as I would like to talk more privately about it!)
Requirements:
Be literate or higher (being literate is perfectly fine!)
Be able to write in third person and write a few paragraphs( No one liner sentences!)
Write as a Male character/ other characters
Be the ages between 18 to 23( as I'm in this age range and that's what I'm comfortable with)
Tell me about yourself when you reach out to me
Be polite and respectful
NSFW and SFW will be discussed privately
A little bit about myself:
I'm 18 years old , I have been roleplaying for around 3 or so years, I believe myself to be a literate Roleplay writer and I can write anywhere between 3 or more solid paragraphs filled with as much detail as possible but it does tend to vary depending on the situation in the Roleplay, I'm a first year university student and work a part-time job so I can be a little bit busy so I apologise in advance for the delay in responding back in the Roleplay or out of Roleplay. I prefer to write in third person as I find it more comfortable than the first person as the first person I find freaks me out as I'm trying to Roleplay as a different character and not directly as myself (if that makes any sense??), I refer to Roleplay at discord but I'm not going to put my username here(for obvious reasons) when it comes to character face claims I prefer to use either an artwork image or an anime one as realistic character face claims freak me out. Another important note to make about myself is that I'm a sucker for anything to do with the following:
-Romance
-Fantasy
-drama
-tragedy
I think that's all I need to say about myself!
Other stuff/final notes:
I'm not going to rant any further as I would like to leave that for when in private and that goes for my ideas as well as I didn't want to add them to this post😅
Please read through this and if it does interest you, please feel free to reach out and I will try to respond back as quickly as possible!!
Thank you for your time and I hope to hear from you soon!! 👋😁
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wall-e-gorl · 5 months
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Sooooooo much done today 💪
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nyctcphiliacs · 4 months
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open to: m/f/nb muse: Charlie Bennett; the innocent
Fear was palpable, radiating from the woman as she stood in the center of the room. Large blue orbs grew red as they tried desperately to stave off the tears that threatened to ruin the makeup that had been expertly applied. It was her wedding day, and she ought to be the happiest she'd ever been. Instead, she's cowering at the sound of the door being pulled open behind her. Frozen in fear, unable to turn around despite her raising screaming at her turn and curtsey to her betrothed. "I'm too afraid to turn around," comes instead of a greeting.
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Married to a Demon
Part 6 “Hmmm, sweet dreams Jack,” the blonde muttered into the air once her heart calmed down from the intimate moment they shared. Her silly crush will just have to go away on its own.
It simply ignited more fiercely when he replied.
“Sweet dreams, my wife…”
A few weeks have gone by since the night of the lake. The couple has spent most of their free time together discussing books the blonde's read since arriving or displaying the multiple paintings she made in the garden. Every moment spent with Jack caused her heart to flutter from how his smile spread warmth in her chest. The snowflakes in his irises were becoming one of her favorite things to paint, though she kept those paintings in her private chambers. She swore that the way his thumb would run over her knuckles before kissing the back of her hand told her the feelings were mutual.
Everything seemed lovely in their marriage.
All was peaceful during one of her reading sessions outside on another sunny day in the garden.
In the blink of an eye, Jack's guards hastened to the main hall where the royal family had their gatherings. Rapunzel heard the sounds of their metal armor as they ran, along with maids carrying towels following suit. It turned into a frenzy that began to worry her.
She rushed over to stop one of the maids, "Excuse me, what's going on? Where is everyone running to?"
"My Lady," she responded in a huffed breath as she bowed at the blonde. "Your highness is hurt. He and the future king have fought. He's bleeding a lot. Excuse me, My Lady," she repeated before catching up with the rest.
Jack. He's in trouble.
Rapunzel dropped her book to reach for a towel to hold, helping the others carry things to her husband.
"His Highness went to his room!"
"His shirt is torn to shreds!"
"Brings more towels!"
Rapunzel's heart was pounding against her chest, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she sprinted to where a crowd surrounded the door of the married couple's room.
"But Your High-"
"EVERYONE GET OUUUUT!!!!"
The voice stopped her in her tracks. Shivers traveled down her spine at the chilling threat. The air turned deadly cold, and she swore wind came from within the room. Maids and guards rushed out away from the furious male. The last who left, a young brunet with freckles and forest green eyes, caught her quivering in her place. His frown changed slightly at the sight of her, replaced with a sad smile.
"He may not want any visitors right now, My Lady," he spoke softly in an accent she couldn't quite place.
In the steadiest voice she could conjure up, Rapunzel cleared her throat. "That may be, but he is still my husband, and he's hurt. I would want to do my best to see that he is taken care of," she replied, though the lump in her throat made it hard to speak.
He gave her an approving nod before motioning back to him.
"Please be cautious, and be patient. He needs it right now."
With those last words, he moved aside for Rapunzel to enter. The blonde returned the nod before forcing her feet to go inside. The door closing behind her was the loudest thing that rang in the air.
The sight before her caused her to gasp.
Frost covered the room, from the ceiling to the balcony windows. Designs swarmed the wooden floors beneath her bare feet, causing goosebumps to prickle at her skin. If she wasn't already shaking out of fear from the source of a deep and fearful voice, the cold in the room would surely make her body shiver.
It took a while for Rapunzel to find Jack from being distracted by the new seasonal decor. She found him sitting on the bed with his hand crushing the wooden bedpost from rage. His back was to her, which nearly made her cry from the dripping blood of whiplashes she saw. His shirt tore where wounds were, and his breaths formed puffs of air from his side profile.
"I thought I told everyone to get out," he gritted through his teeth, still facing away from her. Rapunzel gripped the towel she still managed to hold before slowly stepping toward him.
"Jack, you're hurt. I can help you."
He whipped his head to finally see her, blood trickling down his mouth and brow where the skin had split. Rapunzel moved quickly towards him and reached her hand out to his face. Before she made it to him, he gripped her wrist to stop her in her tracks.
"I told everyone to get out. That includes you," Jack muttered, gripping harder with every word. Rapunzel kept her face neutral, not wanting to show her fear or pain.
"Jack, just let me heal you. You don't have to tell me what happened," Rapunzel said gently.
He only gripped her wrist harder, searing his nails into her wrist. The irises in his eyes turned dark. A winter windstorm concealed the warm, friendly persona she grew to love.
"Jack, please stop. You're hurting me."
"This is what I do, Rapunzel. I kill men instantly with a swipe of my hand. "This," he chuckled darkly, "is nothing. I could snap you in half if I wanted to. That's what everyone thinks! That I'm a monster. You think so too, don't you?" He shouted. Rapunzel's knees bent from the pain her wrist was taking from his grip. The towels dropped to the floor as she tried to pry his hand away.
"Jack, stop! Please! I don't think that of you! Stop, please!" Rapunzel cried out as a sudden wind picked up around them. As more tensions rose, the wind noticed and matched their feelings. Fear, pain, betrayal, hurt.
Then, just as suddenly as it appeared, it stopped. The wind was cut short, and he dropped her arm. The blonde fell to her knees, sobbing as she held her arm to her chest.
"I-I…" Jack stuttered over his words as his eyes returned to their natural state of blue. His chest heaved as his eyes wandered to her on the floor. The white-haired male's hands shook by his sides while his shoulders slumped over. He bent down to help her before he pulled his hands away quickly. Jack rushed out of the room without another word, leaving the blonde alone in pain.
Some of the maids who stayed around the room rushed to her side. They attended to her injury before leaving the poor blonde to cry herself to sleep alone in the bed.
The absolute rage in his voice was not from her husband. Jack is kind and gentle. She never believed the stories or rumors about him. The image of his harsh glare seared into her mind. His canines looked sharpened like a predator. His voice sounded hurt from what happened between him and his brother.
That was not her husband. That was not her Jack. But whoever that was, she never wanted to see him again.
A few weeks have gotten by since that fateful night. Her husband would not talk to her during their meals whenever he would attend them. For the remainder of her days, she painted in the garden. She painted so much that the maids had to store the canvas in a spare room. Her maidens sensed her loneliness away from the winter prince.
She missed his company dearly. Their lively conversations over various topics caused the days to go by faster than they seemed. Now, the days were neverending. She's cried more times than she cared to admit in front of her maids from her somber mood.
What could have happened between Pitch and Jack that caused him to behave awfully? Was this his form? Was his kind nature just a facade to lower her guard and trust him?
A rapid knocking at her door woke her from sleep one late night. The figure didn't linger for Rapunzel to answer as she heard shuffling around the room.
"Who's there?" The blonde muttered, her body tensing up at who could be here at this hour. Jack has not slept in the room ever since that day.
"Rapunzel, we need to get you out of here," said a familiar face.
She rubbed her eyes to look at the person looking at her fearfully.
"Tooth?" she whispered.
Tooth didn't give her time to register the situation as she threw Rapuzel's clothes in a case on the floor.
"How are you here? Did you escape from Gothel's home?" Rapunzel asked, getting out of bed and watching her maiden packing her things.
"There's no time to explain Rapunzel. We need to leave," Tooth quietly responded, looking over at the door every so often.
"Tooth, you're scaring me… What's going on?" Rapunzel begged.
Tooth stopped as soon as she heard the trembling Rapunzel. She sighed before walking over to hold her arms.
"Your husband came and got me. I will accompany you as we escape with his guards. He said we had to leave now," she informed. Rapunzel's eyes grew wide, her heart racing as so many questions began flowing in her head.
"We can't waste any more time, child. Come and let's get going," Tooth said finally. Rapunzel didn't push for further questions. She trusted her and had no reason not to do what she did, even if Jack was the one who planned this.
The two quickly gathered her things into the case before another knock on the door stopped them. The door swung open to reveal a young red-haired woman wearing armor that matched the guard last seen with Jack in the room.
"My Lady, please follow me outside. We're leaving now," she said calmly, a thick Scottish accent following every syllable.
The three carefully maneuvered their way to the courtyard where Rapunzel first arrived at the castle. Guards and a carriage were awaiting them. As Tooth hurried to fashion the case onto the carriage, Rapunzel looked around to see if she could find her husband. Regardless of what occurred between them, she knew she would not abandon her to another remote location without warning.
"Do you have all we need for the journey?" spoke a low voice not too far from her. She turned to see the white hair she grew to admire. Her body moved without thinking. She wrapped her arms around Jack as if this were the last time they would see each other.
She wasn't expecting to feel his toned arms around her petite waist with just as much intensity.
She pulled away before she got lost in his peppermint scent and looked into his snowflake irises. Now this, this was her Jack. The one she's been missing all these weeks.
"Jack, what's going on? How did Tooth get here?" she asked in a trembling voice, trying to push away the fear in her soul and keep from tearing up at the uncertainty of it all.
His smile upon seeing her fell, his arms holding her close as his features turned serious.
"I'm sorry for everything that happened, Rapunzel. But I'll have to address those at a later time. Right now, we need to leave the castle to a safe location."
"Why?"
"Because," he swallowed. "Pitch is planning to kill me as soon as he is king, and take you as his wife."
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Louise Lannes
ENG: Another girl from the regency period. His father is General Jean Lannes; Napoleonic general. She has an arranged marriage with Cesare Lombardi; an italian. Interesting facts: Louise is a military nurse.
Of course it’s an enemies to lovers.
SPA: Aquí tenemos otro personaje ambientado en la regencia. Su padre es el general francés, Jean Lannes ( en mi canon, este hombre estaba liado con Napoleón y nadie me baja de este burro). Louise es una pieza política en la guerra entre Francia e Italia y organizan un matrimonio por compromiso con Cesare Lombardi. Obviamente es un enemies to lovers.
Datos de interés sobre Louise: se podría decir que es lo que hoy en día se conoce como enfermera militar.
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