She was a quick finish up, but oml I underestimated how much patterns I put - anyway same as last time, same writing format (with inspo from william shakespeare)
A rich noble woman, one blessed with looks, intelligence and skills with the people.
She was also graced with a great husband!
A husband full of leadership, the one who led armies, trained people on how to handle a sword and his voice boomed with power.
Power.
That's all that mattered during these times, or you'd end up as one of the peasants forced to slave away under the scorching heat of the sun.
However, since she was so rich, she didn't have to, not at all.
Let's track back to her life, her husband, her ambition and her downfall.
Now Isolde wasn't the meek little obedient wife she was required to be.
She was the opposite, she didn't believe she should submit to a man of lower class than her, of lower riches, after all he married into the family!
But requirements were needed, so she agreed under one faithful rule.
He never abandons his loyalty to her.
That was what she wanted.
She didn't want him to be like those men and run off with young whores on the street.
And for that he agreed, he agreed to never betray her for someone younger.
Their wedding was beautiful indeed, she wore her best dress to the wedding, he figure stood out, he hair covered in beautiful veil braids.
The church bells rang as her heart pounded, oh she didn't care for the marriage but rather for how she looked under the beautiful light while others gawked and stared.
Wishing they were her.
But they would never be her.
With the words of the pastor, "Under God's home-" and the usual nonsense that said you must die together, be one with God, that you will be given eternal life after you die...
A fair maiden appeared, holding the rings within a nice ring carrier, its design gold and beautiful.
Most women around Isolde's age get married off to older men, she was just fortunate enough not to fall victim.
She believed she was blessed by her lord, maybe this was a sign of a new start, although they didn't marry for love she was sure he'd eventually notice her charming appearance and say, "wow what a woman I've betrothed myself to."
Her smile met her eyes as the rings finally slipped on and they shared a gentle kiss with one another, followed by a bow.
Her heart hammered, she couldn't deny her husband was handsome, such a beauty, she believed they'd make wonderful children.
But colours drained soon enough.
The fair maiden within the wedding had been hired to take care of Isolde, prepare her for tasks, dress her, assist her in daily things.
The girl was only young, 14, but most of the maidens and or servants were children, they couldn't stay at home all day when they had perfectly good hands and feet!
But this girl was beautiful, a soft face, angelic eyes, her hair was firey red that slumped down on her shoulders, her hands polished even though she's just a servant, however her skin tanned slightly to show that she has been out in the sun on numerous occasions.
She'd make a lovely wife.
That's what Isolde thought, her gaze drifted down to her hips, it was quite developed and well sized, would make a lot of children for a man.
She compared it to her own hips, her hips weren't as well as hers, she wouldn't provide possibly as much as hers but oh, well not everybody was the same now.
The young girl guided her on her outfits, what would look good and what matched the day, her hand rubbed her own stomach.
She hoped the wedding night was successful, to bring an hier to their nobility. However, ever since then, her head has been banging.
She felt sickly, almost deathly, her skin whitened more, and her movements were slow.
It's like the baby brought her darkness from her womb, however she assumed this was normal.
"Madam," the girl called, helping her down, a gentle hand rubbing her stomach as she smiled up at her.
"Thy babe shall be fair o fairest.." her words ringed in her ears, bringing comfort to the woman.
"Thank thee oh gracious," Isolde spoke, petting the younger one's head as she looked up smiling at her, "Willeth I be graced on sumum dæge withal babe?"
"Granted.."
Days flew by and she noticed the fair maiden looked more.. disheveled, tired, afraid to even approach her or her husband.
However she still continued her duties but each day the older woman was worse, getting ill and ill.
One day she wore her best outfit, but called the young girl down to speak, she believed she was hiding as she hated secrets.
When the girl entered, hands clasped down and head straight forward, she smiled at Isolde and bowed her head.
She gestured the girl closer before showing her palm, "My joy, how now is ever materia of thy?"
"Oh madam, no-thing, Soþes no-thing!" She cried out, hands clasped in horror as she fell to her knees.
The lady sneered, reaching over with her meekly body, "I beseech thee, what aileth thee?"
The younger woman started to cry as she crawled over, placing her arms onto the bed and her head on her lap.
Long fingers caressed the hair of this girl, comforting as she allowed her to sob her eyes out, her gaze watching over.
"I may noght telle! Oh, madam! Hie asserted min silence!" She declared, causing Isolde's eyes to perk in wonder.
"Wham?"
"Thy Beau!"
"Min beau?"
"Yes! Thy sweeting constrained me! Constrained min palms of innocence, min mind of purity and min mægden for hise sinful perverse!"
The room was silent, the girl cried and cried in disgust for herself, Isolde's hand shook as her eyes dilated.
Betrayal is what she felt.
For a younger maiden, he decided to force himself on her for his pleasure he couldn't contain.
Her eyes looked down at her, her tears, but before she could speak, the girl interrupted with more information.
"Oh, madam! Oh, hie damned thy and thy babe! Hie blighted babe of sickness and darkness! Desires thy gone or full of madness!"
She wept, revealing the only reason she's been sick for this long while carrying was due to a curse her husband has placed on her.
Not only was she betrayed by his lust and greed for a teen but also he never loved her.
"For riches?"
"Riches! Your riches! He purposed marriage towards me once thy hath vanyssed!"
"Damned baby and me for min riches.. o! O!"
She lied back, her eyes delirious as she thought of what to do, everything for nothing!
She couldn't let this go on, she caressed her stomach, the baby bump showing through her clothing as her eyes drifted in thought.
"May I be free of damnation?"
"No.. no, it lingers, adheres, thou may not be freed.. thou shall commit tyranny soon, uncontrollable, may not change fate.."
"Maken use.. plan."
Her eyes twinkled mischief as weeks went by of them planning, scheming, the lady's bump growing more prominent.
And the night finally fell, she put on her best outfit as the young girl led her to the weaponry to pick out a choice.
Eventually, the two came across a sword, a delicate one, one that the man in proud of, her grin widened as she took out of the case.
"O delicacy... dien by swordsmanship..."
Her fingers grazed the fine weaponry, removing it from it's sheath before turning to the young girl, "I will commit acts of.. mordrer.. howbiet.. thy shall slay me after the deed is done, then you shall clear your hands of this deed, set fire to your blooded clothes and sleep like a little lamb.."
"Madam.."
"Don't fret, min spirit shall shelden thy in thine world to come.."
Her meekly hand caressed her face as weapon was kept but the girl spoke once more, "whatte of a gyft?"
"Gyft?"
"For thy spirit, if walk upon heaven.."
"Present."
The girl shuffled through her dress, pulling out an elegant golden hare mask, it was beautiful and it matched the lady.
"O.. o precious babe.."
She immediately clasped it within her hands, placing it over her face as she smiled, "Adore, I adore, shall wear it upon my gracious face!"
The young girl smiled, yet teared up, she didn't want to see the lady go.
Yes Isolde was a snarky, egotistical woman but she was so kind to her!
"Fare thee well, when I lay upon my bed, my mind will drift to your fair lady."
They gave one last smile to one another as they held hands and went over to the shared chamber of the husband and wife.
Isolde looked down at her stomach, feeling it as she cooed, the life she could have had with this baby was shortened.
She couldn't risk being alive due to the cursed spell of the darkness.
She couldn't risk the baby following after.
With a rise of the sword, she slashed through her husband, it was direct, messy, full of rage and sadness.
The drip of blood was the only thing heard, slamming and seeping into the carpets as if it were a bunny hiding in its hole.
She then turned and handed her over the sword before smoothing her dress and getting on her knees.
"Slice through min neck.. thenne folwen down stomach.. rid of thy babe when my eyes refuse to flutter open like wings.."
The girl shakily raised the sword, staring down at her once gracious lady, her master that has guided and offered protection.
Tears dripped down her porcelain face, "I- I love thee with all my heart.."
"As do I.. beauty of sun.."
Thump.
Squelch.
Silence.
Her life ended, knowing that atleast she got rid of a parasite that with furthermore not hurt any other young ones.
What if.. what if.. you like.. made x reader but with your slasher ocs cause.. I find them cute..
OH!?!?
I mean, I wouldn't mind making fanfiction of my own ocs regarding x reader yk..
Obviously I'll allow it, if you wanna give me an x reader request regarding my ocs do it
(Or any x reader regarding the main 4 aswell)
However the merchant and orian slasher are off the table FOR NOW, I need to complete their design and backstory which will reveal their personality then I can write abt them.
Uh I also did come up with my own tag for my ocs, its called 'Ages of Horror' so you can def follow along that
Hello chat, this is for the question thing for your OCS. I chose 12, 19, 26. For which oc, you can pick whoever as long as Chara is in all of them🙏
"As long as Chara is in all of them" you threatening me?
ALL SLASHER OCS INCLUDED UNDER CUT
Spoilers for new slasher ocs backstories (or rather whats hinted)
How high is their self esteem?
🦇 - his self esteem is 50/50, he does act confident and shows it with his royal like words but simple things like pointing out how weak he looks, how small he seems instantly crushes it but its decent.
👑 - higher than any universe, she is confident in her stride, elegance and appearance, any woman that hates her she assumes they're jealous they'll never be as perfect and as rich as her.
☠️ - Decent, he can have his moments where he questions himself and what he is capable of but other than that he doesn't really judge himself, he made a good leader, a good father and a good mate!
✨️ - You'd assume its high because of her status but it's actually low, due to working in the red light district she wonders if anybody would value her for more than her body, her soft smiles and her complete silence, so it is low.
💉 - Super confident, he's the greatest doctor anybody could meet! (In his eyes) so he has no reason to ever doubt himself when his self esteem is that high, so what if somebody doesn't like him, not his issue.
🧶 - Its decent again, he has no opinions on himself and is rather more focused on more important things, he believes that if he likes himself as a person than everything will be okay.
If they could change one thing of their past, what would it be?
🦇 - he'd change his mind because he trusted too easily, that was his downfall.
👑 - Who she agreed to marry, if she knew she'd deal with such an unfaithful husband she would have never agreed, only she should be the apple of his eye!
☠️ - For starting the darkness, he isn't entirely human he knows, his species died out but he regrets passing it on as that wasn't his intention.
✨️ - Rejecting him, maybe she would have gotten out of her situation.
💉 - Isolation, he believes he should have never isolated himself because it only drove him more mad.
🧶 - Accepting a deal a patron gave him, he is so used to accepting stuff he never would have guessed it would have been his downfall.
Do they have any physical or mental illnesses? How do they handle it + are they open about it?
🦇 - deals with none, unless you count insanity which he faced from being imprisoned for so long, he doesn't speak about it and tries to pretend it doesn't exist.
👑 - IED or otherwise known as Intermittent Explosive disorder is a mental disorder characterized by explosive outbursts of anger or violence, often to the point of rage, since she grew up in medieval times she believes a demon has possessed her and deals with no official help other than trying to get rid of it by exorcism and no she isn't open about it.
☠️ - He didn't deal with anything other than paranoia and infections due to hunting and stuff, he doesn't really do anything to take care of it especially after her became a slasher and he is open about it surprisingly.
✨️ - No illnesses mental or physical, she did grow up in a place where she was taken care of to make sure that she doesn't deal with anything otherwise how would she preform?
💉 - Insanity, his self isolation caused him to go crazy till he died, still deals with it as a slasher and he handles it by pushing it onto his victims and he isn't open about it at all.
🧶 - No mental illnesses or physical ones, he is perfectly healthy even when dealing with the darkness on his ass, he just knew how to handle things.
