#c:louis

[isaacbyers]

closed starter - @immcrtalsx (Louis)

Isaac shrugged slightly at his brother. “Is this party like a wise idea? I mean there was a murder not too long ago. Isn’t anyone worried about another one happening? I’m surprised there’s not some type of curfew or anything.”

[scriptisarcanisx]

closed starter for @torpidtm​

He should’ve asked what her favorite flowers were when they played 20 questions. What if she was allergic to them all together? The nurse sighed, collecting his nerves as he arrived at her address. Louis rung the doorbell, a huge bouquet of flowers in his hand. He’d gone with what he thought she’d like, and hope that he guessed correctly. And if not, then he did bring chocolates, too. “Hi,” he breathed, grinning widely when he saw her. “I got you flowers,” he offered the arrangement to his date. His nerves were eating him up, but he seemed mostly composed. Louis considered that a win.

[nathanielashcroft]

🍻 - our muses get drunk together

They were already several drinks in and Nathaniel was swallowing what was left of the one he had as he called the bartender over again. “You know... I didn’t see this coming. I feel like this is going to be a downward spiral.” He admitted with a chuckle, not seeming all that concerned though.

@louisbycrs​

[duchessfriederike]

@inconnuis

Friederike had plenty to celebrate. 

She had grown accustomed to her position as a scorned daughter, her reputation in Germany irreparable, locked in an endless cycle of butting heads with her father in defence of siblings who aimed to please. But Friedi had been granted an opportunity to start fresh, to carve a place in the world that was uniquely her own. In this new life was a glimmer of hope, a spark of happiness she clung to. 

But still, her joy was tainted, built on the ashes of misery. Both her engagement and her wedding had taken place quickly on the heels of tragedy, to help distract, help heal and move forward, and now all was said and done, she could not help but wonder if that had been a good idea. Then, there were the troubles of Germany to consider. Though she may never return to her homeland, she could not ignore the chaos, the worry and the pain sparked by the arrival of the Princess Claudia, the sister none of them had ever known. She had also not forgotten the hurt of Eleonora, the twin she treasured dearly, and she was glad that whilst they remained in Switzerland, she would be able to stay close to her family, help to iron out their issues before they were all parted. 

A quieter, but no less sizable part of herself was concerned for Ferdinand. She was not the only child of Germany with an alliance on their shoulders. Franco-German relations rested on her brother, and much as she loved him, it was clear he was far less welcoming of his marriage than she was of her own. If he had been engaged to any old princess, she might have been able to laugh, to relate to his desire to remain free from the shackles of marriage, but not Isabeau. She had met her. She had liked her. She wanted only the best for her, and it worried her that her brother could spoil their friendship, which had bloomed fast, but true, and sour France to their closest allies. If there was anything she could do to achieve some sort of clemency for her brother, to help the Valois family overlook any slight to their sister. 

It was with this in mind that she sought out the Duke of Alençon. She knew little of Louis, save for his close bond to Isabeau. Neither did she wish to speak of politics with the man. Not when they stood poised to share nieces and nephews, and not when he was set to wed her dear Sophia. And so, she approached him as a friend, greeting him with all the warmth that such a role invited, even as they had not met before. “It is good to meet you at last, your grace.” She smiled brightly. “Will you walk with me for a while? It is a lovely day, it would be a shame to waste the sunshine by remaining indoors.” 

[andyxxsimmons]

location: animal shelter

lockdown group: seven ( 7. )  

open to: christian davies, louis byers, jay ruzek, abigail berry & chase kensington

“I mean there are worst places we could get stuck.” she shrugged her shoulders as she glanced over at the other. “At least here there are cute defenceless animals to protect.” she tried to see the light side to their situation if there was one. “I doubt we’ll be here for long anyways right?”

[eusocials]

trying to get used to drawing h

[vxsicns]

@ohwcman

Desajustó el nudo de su corbata con una violencia impropia. Ya la fémina había pasado la raya del mal gusto. No pasaba nada cuando sus peleas personales quedaban entre ellos dos pero… fue  golpe sucio publicar aquel vídeo de ambos fornicando como conejos por todas las redes sociales. Su actual rollito estaba que partía huevos, literalmente, y tuvo que confiarle que jamás pensó evidenciarse de tal forma. Traqueteó sin educación la puerta de la morada ajena, controlando el veneno de su lengua hasta que tuviera a la responsable en frente de sus narices.

[dominiquexxweasley]

“Louis? Louis?” Dominique questioned searching for her brother as she wandered through the Ravenclaw common room. When she saw him she let out a small sigh of relief, instantly pulling him into a hug. “Oh thank God, France apparently is really bad. Have you spoke to mum?”

@jesuisloulouweasley