#40s character

[tar-dar]

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TW: Slavery, Human Trafficking, Captivity, Toxic Relationships Taken from the Queen’s warpath, these individuals were originally meant to be sold to the Menagerie. Yet they caught Severin’s eye, their beauty comparable to paintings — something to be kept in a personal collection and admired.

Each bride open in gender, sexuality, and ethnicity.

[ WANT AD ] [ SEVERIN’S APP ] [ NEW PARADIGM ] [ SPECIES ] [ DISCORD ]

I. Mona Lisa [Black Haired One] Vampire | 40s - 60s | Wed 18 years

The first bride, the co-head of the house whose opinion holds the most sway amongst the collection. Their permissions are the most lenient and they have ascended to nobility within the last 2 years. Armed with a sharp-tongue, opinionated, and holds a love of the arts.

II. Ophelia – [Red Haired One] – [RESERVED]  Human | 30s - 40s | Wed 7-10 years

The second bride, one who hardly speaks of the past as they are content with what they have now. Seeing value in the cage each bride is kept in. They are safe, warm, fed — what more could they ask for? An overly cautious individual who is determined to keep the brides united.

III. Jael and Sisera – [Fair Haired One] Human | 30s - 40s | Wed 3 - 7 years

The youngest bride, the one who is jokingly referred to as not being housebroken yet. Keen to test boundaries as well as disregard the rules, though punishment does little to deter this one. Perhaps they will be the one to turn the brides? Their greeting with Severin had been the reason for their name after all, an attempt to bash him with an antique.

ABOUT NEW PARADIGM MATURE 18+ | 3-3-3 RATING | JCINK PREMIUM | ACTIVE COMMUNITY

NEW PARADIGM is a mature, no-wordcount Supernatural RP forum set in an alternate Earth timeline with a spin on mythology and fantasy. We boast detailed lore, quests, site story lines and a cast of official NPCs that each come with their own interactable secrets

[seagulldraws]

The Lovers 🧑‍🤝‍🧑

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Lawrence and Marie are characters from my in-development story @casualflowershopfreakshow

Want to see more? More art of them coming soon!

[storietellers]

I had a ball with this latest commission, some 1940s noir OCs! 💚

[yelenatopsyourbitch]

Head cannons in my mcu dr from the 40s-

- Bucky and I sneaking off from the commandos to dance. In broke down city’s

- watching the stars with Bucky and Steve. Pointing out different constellations

- steve being the worse to swear, out of us. Dum dum was even impressed, by his wide verity of curse words.

- Bucky and i goofing off and not calling him captain. Steve always getting mad, but never stopped us.

- steve defending me against hodge, who said I shouldn’t be a super solider. But a house wife back home

- Bucky and I, never seeing steve as captain America but the kid from Brooklyn

- helping steve save the commandos and Bucky from Zola

- Bucky and Steve’s hand writing was horrible. So I always filled out mission reports

-I never told Steve how Bucky was drafted. Since Bucky feared steve would look down on him then.

-Bucky and I always getting worried when Steve would cough. Thinking back to the days he was small

-steve happy Bucky finally realized I was in love with him

-switching dog tags because then we weren’t allowed to die. It was a promise we made to each other.

- before every mission saying till the end of the line. As a promise we’d come back to each other.

- steve finding a letter Bucky wrote to me. After he fell from the train, in side was Winfreds ring. I didn’t take it off, after getting it.

-steve promising he wouldn’t leave me.

-searching the other mountains forever. Only finding Bucky dog tags and a trail of blood.

-burying steve and Bucky only weeks apart. Both graves were empty, but I made sure they were beside each other.

-both there graves saying till the end of the line.

- are apartment being turned into a museum like the Anne Frank house

-wearing Bucky extra jacket everywhere I went

-people still shocked that Howard starks sister. Had been in the army, when Howard was never. On the front lines of battle himself.

[thami-stuff]

Sophia Loren

[mayhemicaffair]

Gilda, are you decent?

Me? (Long pause) Sure, I am decent.

~𝓡𝓲𝓽𝓪 𝓗𝓪𝔂𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱, 𝓖𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓪

[cocopuffs19]

It’s Been a Long Long Time

summary: song prompt-based off the song it’s been a long long time by Kitty Kallen.

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My little black heels click on the pavement as I get closer to the place I call home. Skirt swishing with every stride. Curls frizzy from a full day of work, bouncing up and down. The wind pushing my Marilyn Monroe inspired bangs close to my face. 

I am ready to get home and rest my feet. Working as a wedding dress seamstress, everything has to be perfect. Today I was sewing on a design from an intricate lace. A very frustrating and tiring task.

My whole body aches. With each step towards my apartment, my legs feel more and more numb. Despite all of this, only one thing is on my mind. It is the same thing I think about every day, every minute, no matter what.

James Howard. My fiance.

He has been deployed for 2 years. We write to each other often. I worry about him every day, but I am even more nervous today. 2 months. The last letter I got from James was 2 months ago. 

In one of the last letters I got he said they were sending him to the front line. Anything could have happened. My mind is racing: what if he's injured? What if he doesnt love me anymore? What if he wants to call off the engagement? What if he was captured? What if he’s---

Right as my mind goes to the unthinkable, I run into something. My feet cross and I fall. Right before I hit the ground someone catches me.

“Oh! I'm sorry! I'm sososososo sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going. I was lost in my thoughts,” I say. My eyes cast down from embarrassment.

“It’s okay. Really. I’m just glad I caught you,” that voice. It sounds so familiar. “You should pay attention to what’s in front of you,” there is a softness held in the words. It’s soothing. 

“Yeah,” I say, head raising. “That’s probably a go-” my words get caught in my throat when I see those piercing blue eyes. A wave of relief travels through my body, while I launch myself into the arms of the man I hold so close to my heart.

Never thought that you would be

standing here so close to me

there's so much I feel that I should say

but words can wait until some other day

James lifts me up and twirls me. In the moment it feels like no one is around us. Like we are the only people in the world. My crimson skirt ripples in the wind. My hands on his shoulders. His hands on my waist. He sets me down and brings one hand up to cup my cheek. The touch is so light and is a stark difference to the kiss that follows. There are so many things I want to say to him, but right now all that matters is that he’s here. The kiss is filled with all we wanted to say. My hands travel down his wool coat to sit on his torso. The only thing that parts the kiss is the need for air. James breaks the kiss, resting his forehead on mine. 

Kiss me once, then kiss me twice

Then kiss me once again

It's been a long, long time

The city seems to vanish and all I hear is our labored breaths. Breath still uneven, I lean in for another kiss. This one is less urgent, less messy, but it still has the same passion. A gentle I missed you. For a good ten minutes, we stay like that. In the middle of the sidewalk holding each other. At that moment I feel no worry, only love. It feels like a void was filled in my chest. All the nightmares or the dreams that he was beside me, gone. 

Haven't felt like this, my dear

Since I can't remember when

It's been a long, long time

You'll never know how many dreams

I've dreamed about you

Or just how empty they all seemed without you

So kiss me once, then kiss me twice

Then kiss me once again

It's been a long, long time

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