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Arranged turned more.

Arranged Marriage Turned More

To have and to hold, you said, till death do us part, all while the sharp, swinging pendulum of obligation hung overhead. But how could you have truly meant those words? This union has been tainted from the start, forever bearing the chains of an arranged marriage. It would be understandable if you couldn't bear to look at your new life partner, eternal reminder of your stolen future that they are, much less like them.
Much less love them...

Still, things can change.

You could realize that they are in the same boat as you or, that when compared to others around you,
they are the lesser of evils. Perhaps you even open up to the idea of a friendship; at the very least,
an alliance may be in order to become a power couple in a perilous world. From that innocent decision or sense of self-preservation, a new feelings sparks. Something like affection.

Something, you realize in the wake of speeding heartbeats, like love.

Will you acknowledge this? Can the two of you have a happily ever after - happier than if you'd met in another fashion - or will you hold firm in your distaste?

how to play.

- Everybody loves "couples forged by less-than-ideal circumstances" tropes!
- Comment with your character, prefs, all that good stuff.
- Reply to others.
- IDEC where you set your threads, it's wide open. Fantasy world with hairy hobbits, old-timey lands, future AUs, do a space marriage for all I care. I'm sure they're still getting married in Star Wars or whatever.

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she'll murder you in your sleep probs, but hey.

also open to spouses of her brother.

[Love had never worked out for Bobo. She had been an available young woman of marriageable age and she should have had prospects. Instead, she'd watched as everyone else in her age range had quickly been courted and wed, until she seemed to be the last woman standing. Lilith girls were cute for a long time, but she could still feel the clock ticking. Sooner or later, she would wake up and the spell would have passed, and she'd be a pumpkin.

So when an arranged marriage was suggested, Bobo had felt like she had no other choice but to at least agree to read the proposal from Mr. Sharpe, who was seeking a bride in the Lilith Kingdom. It turned out to be the best decision she'd ever made, because after a few months of exchanging letters, she felt nothing but joy as she signed her name on a marriage certificate.

Thomas had been perfectly sweet in his letters, gentle and kind in a way that made Bobo really feel like the fairy tale princess all Lilith girls were supposed to be. But maybe even a little importantly, the letters from Lucille had been the ones to win Bobo over. Thomas' sister was sharp and funny, and Bobo always laughed to hear about what she had been up to at Allerdale Hall. Plus, their style was perfectly in tune with Lilith sensibilities, all frills and petticoats and ribbons, just in a dark and Gothic pallet rather than Bobo's preferred pastels. As her mother had told her many times, the key to a good marriage was a matching sense of aesthetics and an appreciation for each other's style.

So she had said yes, and she had been wedded over letters, and she had happily traveled to Allerdale Hall with all her things in a pair of steamer trunks. Seeing the building with her own two eyes had been an absolutely amazing moment, and she had hung her head out the window of the carriage as she saw the tall peaks come into sight. It was a little run-down, but wow! Look at it! With a little elbow grease, she and Lucille and Thomas should be able to get this place looking brand new.

She barely manages to wait until the carriage comes to a stop before she's swinging the door open and climbing out, eager to see her husband for the first time - and to finally hug her sister-in-law like she's promised to a million times in her letters.]

Hello! Hello, I'm here!

[ ...I mean. ]

jack is strongly men-leaning bisexual. if jack is prince, a woman. his father is intensely homophobic.

if jack is king, either way. awkwardness either way.

( no smut. info in journal. )

It had always been the promise. One year of freedom to adventure and then she would come home and marry the person of her parent's choosing. The Dayvales were a noble family on the climb. Nobody less than the best would do for their final daughter to cement their position as the upper circles of society.

Peony had returned sunburnt and freckled, scarred and weathered but ultimately a happier young woman. Now into her twenty-third year she was ready to accept that she must take a spouse. And she had submitted herself to it willingly. If only the new wife could find time to actually engage with her spouse rather than running off to the woods every afternoon or turning up at dinner engagements only half-dressed. She probably wasn't what had been promised but she was a cheerful companion when she paid attention.

[OOC: Adventurer tamed into being a wifeling. Happy to discuss prompts/other ideas.]

The dour King of Ferelden had already turned down the nieces of the Orlesian, Empress Celene. He eyed several of the Antivian coalition but after brief conversation refused every one. In some desperation and behind his back, the Teyrn of Highever, who was Ferox's elder brother, and the new elvhen Teyrn of Gwaren got together and chose for him a woman beyond the Amaranthine Ocean. The Landsmeet put the decision to a vote and needless to say, Ferox Cousland was not happy.

When the ship was sighted on the horizon, using a clever new invention called a spyglass, he whistled for Horse, a massive mabari hound, and called for his (actual) horse. Down to the docks they rode. He pretended not to hear the whispers, but instead examined the new construction that had sprung up all over the capital that had been burned nearly to the ground by the darkspawn and the Archdemon dragon. Sewers were being dug to take the excess water and mess away. Real roads of stone were being laid and walkways wide enough for people. Buildings were going up, nearly all of them constructed from stone, Fereldens having learned the lesson of the great fire. As he passed the gate of the Alienage, the Arl of Denerium joined the entourage and the elf gained a respectful nod.

Sailors were tossing out ropes to the dockworkers as he dismounted, handing off the reins and he stepped forward with the faithful hound at his side, to greet what he was not entirely pleased to receive.

eeeeeeeyyy /fingerguns

hislittleflower - 2019-01-01 16:48 (UTC) - Expand

(smirks) trouble from the start, that's my kind of introduction

feroxalgere - 2019-01-01 17:42 (UTC) - Expand

Nico Acosta | OC | M / F

kylo ren ( STAR WARS ) ota

Evie Montgomery | OC | F / M

Elsa | Frozen | OTA

lucille sharpe 🦋 crimson peak

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Katrina Van Tassel | The Legend of Sleepy Hollow | OTA

Bride of the Monster (Eve) | Frankenstein | OTA

jack benjamin | kings

faience ( original ) f/f

Peony Dayvale | D&D 5e OC | OTA

Peony, meet Ferox Cousland from Dragon Age

beth greene | the walking dead | ota

Mary Crawley | Downton Abbey | M/F

Gorgon | Fate/GO | OTA

Camilla | Fire Emblem: Fates | F/M, royal canonmates

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Arthur Pendragon | BBC Merlin | OTA

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Rhaegar Targaryen | Game of Thrones | OTA

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Odanna | Kakuriyo no yadomeshi

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Alfred ( Vikings )

jin mi ( ashes of love )

jessica drew | marvel | f/m

Ravus Nox Fleuret | Final Fantasy XV | m/m

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