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Gothic Romance Meme

Gothic Romance Meme
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again…
The story goes like this: There is a house. It may be haunted. The house has a resident, or two, who has some secrets. They may be charming, or brooding, often both. Someone may have been murdered. A newcomer arrives, either as bride, governess, or journalist, and they begin to unravel all the secrets and lies lurking within the house
Locations may be in any country, in any era, but there must be a gloomy and opulent old mansion, and some sort of dark and terrible secret to be uncovered (or just ghosts. ghosts are always an option.)
The Newcomer
1. The new bride or groom. Your new spouse is charming and attractive, but do you really know all their secrets?
2. Tutor or governess to the estate children. They seem like such innocent children.
3. Companion—perhaps as a chaperone, perhaps merely as company, but you’ve been hired to come to some remote old house to keep an unknown stranger company. Probably just reading to them, or listening to them chatter on whenever travel is required.
4. Hired hand. You’ve been hired up from the local village—or perhaps the city—as a footman or a maid. Just an ordinary job. Nice house, though.
5. Distant relation. Thanks to your circumstances, you’re reduced to accepting hospitality from some remote relations of yours. They may never turn up to family gatherings, and you’ve never heard much about them, but they’re probably just reclusive.
6. Journalist. You’ve heard some interesting rumours about this old mansion in the middle of nowhere.
7. The neighbour. You know that things are not quite right in that old house on the hill. Perhaps you feel it’s your duty to interfere. Perhaps you’re just curious. Perhaps you are childhood friends with the house’s resident.
The Resident
1. Past transgressions. Perhaps a mad wife in the attic? Someone buried in the cellar?
2. The unquiet dead. Look, you just live here. You’re not responsible for the ghosts. Even if they do all seem to be related to you.
3. The monster. You are the thing in the house to be feared. Actual monsters or monster AUs totally an option here! Vampires, werewolves, beasts and horrors all possible. Perhaps put an ordinary face on when you receive your new guest.
4. Wildcard. Choose your own deep dark secret: maybe your character naturally comes with one.
Susan Sto Helit | Discworld
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Laurent of Vere ; Captive Prince ; M/M
Alcuin no Delaunay ( Kushiel's Dart ) M/M
Moira MacTaggert | X-Men (Comics) | OTA
Ashley Raventon | Lost Souls | M/M
Abernathy Keith - OC
Sebastian Moran | Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms
Mavros Shahrizai | Kushiel's Legacy
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Laurent hadn't gotten nearly as much distance as he'd wanted, though he'd made it across the border in one piece. That had been hours ago, before the storm had turned all the roads to mud. Before his horse--already half-dead from being pushed so hard--had slipped, and been lost. Laurent still felt sick with guilt for that. His escape had cost the life of his horse, the hide of a stable boy, most likely the jobs of several of the men in his uncle's employ.
He pushed those thoughts aside. He couldn't go back. He couldn't have stayed.
The rain was relentless, and Laurent suspected that he was going to catch his death of fever if he couldn't find shelter, but there was nothing. Only trees, their leaves thin and pointed, ineffective against the rain.
But there was a light, at last. So faint that he thought he imagined it. Soaked through and shivering, Laurent followed the fairy glow until it turned into a vast house, with lights in several of the windows.
Shelter. Of what sort, he didn't know. He could no longer afford to be picky.
Climbing the stone steps of the grand mansion, he lifted the heavy metal knocker and rapped at the door.
For a single instant, he glanced back. Into the rain. Toward the border. Where his uncle and all his uncle's men were searching for him.
And then he knocked again, placing all his hopes in this remote manor in the rain.
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Lizzie Borden | The Borden Dispatches
Enjolras | Les Miserables
Captain Jack Harkness | Doctor Who/Torchwood | OTA
journalistinvestigator here to completely mess this place up, or the unquiet dead/monster. Jack stuck living forever surrounded by the ghosts of those who weren't so lucky. Open to other ideas, too, PM if needed. Prefer gen/investigation/adventure to romance.]Wildcard
In the shining light of day, the Pavo Estate looks as though it was glorious at one point; the white stone of the main building show the obvious signs of corruption by the pollutants of the city below and nature's slow creep towards reclamation. Fortunately, the ivy climbing the wall gives the building it's own charm and the groundskeepers seem to be doing a good job keeping the property from looking dilapidated.
All things check out - except one. The Lady of the House is nowhere to be found, which is at least consistent with the information Jack could glean about the property, but the place is strangely ...occupied. Everything on this place said that the new owner, basically holed herself in after the untimely death of her elder brother and his new wife.
The staff is perfectly charming, though the guard at the gatehouse looks a little surly in his suit considering the temperature. One of the maids, a young lady with dark, short hair and wild glint in her eyes leads him to the bench at the edge of the gardens.
"I will collect Miss. Himemiya for you," she says with a curtsy and is away faster than he can ask any more questions.
There is a laugh, distant but very clear and it highlights how odd it is for such a nice property to be empty besides the staff. There should be more voices, easily a dozen on such a large property - but the laugh, a girl's laugh, is alone as it echoes off the stone of the house.
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Hawkeye Pierce | M*A*S*H | OTA
Susan Delgado | Dark Tower | OTA
Lobelia Sackville-Baggins | Tolkien | OTA
[[Newcomer roles that spring to mind: 2, 5, or 7. Could play any of the resident roles]]
Faramir | LotR | OTA
the aragorns, they're blurring together
Apart from these times, Aaron is almost never seen in the town, though he has been glimpsed in the woods on occasion--although never during the day. He is the last of a very old family, the townspeople say, and unless he marries, the Elessar name will die with him.
So what the heck is Faramir even doing here?]
tbh i think this makes faramir the gothic heroine and i am a-ok with that
ABSOLUTELY.
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Harry Hart | Kingsman: The Secret Service
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Naminé | Kingdom Hearts | f/m
Lavi | D.Gray-Man (rule!63)
Davy Jones ♆ OC ♆ OTA
Anthy Himemiya | Revolutionary Girl Utena | OTA
As the resident, we can roll with/tweak The Rose Bride mythos for wildcard, and the other three prompts work just as well.]
Celestia Ludenberg | Danganronpa
Armand | The Vampire Chronicles | OTA
The Dragonborn | Skyrim | OTA