shewrittheewithlove

[shewrittheewithlove]

AFFECTIONATE  AND  AFFIRMING  PROMPTS 

❝  i’ll always want to listen to you.  ❞

❝  any time spent with you is time i treasure.  every second.  ❞

❝  my favorite color changes but it’s always the same,  whatever color you’re wearing.  ❞

❝  whatever matters to you matters to me,  you’re important to me.  ❞

❝  you’re so strong.  and brave—but i wish you knew you don’t always have to be.  i’m here,  if you’re ever willing to let me help shoulder those burdens.  ❞

❝  i’m not staring,  i’m admiring.  ❞

❝  i’ll always be yours,  in one way or another.  ❞

❝  you don’t ever have to worry with me.  i’m here for good.  ❞

❝  you are more beautiful than you know.  ❞

❝  you have a beautiful mind and a wonderful soul,  don’t ever let anyone make you think differently.  ❞

❝  i’m happier when you’re here.  ❞

❝  you’ve become my joy.  ❞

❝  whatever else happens,  if i have you,  i’m content.  ❞

❝  well,  i do feel a little better now that you’re here.  ❞

❝  you do make me happy,  it’s important you know that.  ❞

❝  you will always be my priority.  ❞

❝  i love you forever.  ❞

❝  you don’t know how glad i am to see you.  ❞

❝  you look wonderful.  ❞

❝  i want you to feel safe with me.  ❞

❝  i’m not letting you go until you say it out loud.  you’re beautiful and strong.  you deserve to believe it.  ❞

❝  sometimes you amaze me—i mean you always do.  but you have such intuition and real wisdom about things.  i like understanding the way you see the world.  ❞

❝  you carry yourself with such grace.  ❞

❝  you have a way of lighting up even the darkest moments.  ❞

❝  a tender heart is a courageous thing to preserve.  don’t ever be ashamed of having one.  ❞

❝   being around you makes me a better person.  ❞

❝  i hope you know just how full of worth you are.  ❞

❝  you always make me see things differently.  i appreciate your perspective. ❞

❝  i’m just enjoying you.  you look happy today and i like seeing that.  ❞

❝  you’re very valuable to me.  ❞

❝  you can come to me with anything.  anything at all.  ❞

❝  there is not a place in the world i would rather be than right here with you.  ❞

❝  come here,  come sit in my lap and tell me about your day.  ❞

❝  come put your head in my lap and tell me something new.  ❞

❝  i love it when you smile at me like that.  ❞

❝  i don’t think i can share you with anyone today.  ❞

❝  i’ll take you anywhere you want.  just tell me where.  ❞

❝  bored? of you?  impossible.  ❞

❝  if you like it i’ll get you one.  ❞

❝  your happiness matters greatly to me.  ❞

❝  you deserve to reach the goals you want in life.  you deserve to obtain anything you wish.  ❞

❝  you’re doing well.  you’re just discouraged and tired.  ❞

❝  you need to rest,  you don’t have to do it all today.  ❞

❝  the way i love you goes beyond description.  even those words don’t seem like enough.  ❞

❝  you come first.  you’re always my first choice.  ❞

❝  no,  if you’re upset that’s what matters right now.  talk to me.  ❞

❝  i want to share in your joy.  i want to be part of all things that make you happy.  ❞

❝  all of my best moments are the ones that have you in them.  ❞

❝  i would give you anything you ask of me. ❞

[ COMFORT ]  sender discovers receiver brooding and quietly approaches to carefully hug them from behind. 

[ SOOTHE ]  in the midst of a tense moment,  receiver turns away to conceal their emotions but sender wraps their arms around them and holds them from behind. 

[ CLOSE ]  sender reaches out and pulls receiver into their lap as they’re walking by. 

[  STOP  ]  sender reaches out and takes receiver’s face into their hands,  drawing them away from what they’re doing so they can just look at receiver for a moment.  

[ GIVE ]  sender greets with receiver with a gift. 

[ BRING ]  sender takes receiver out for the day to pamper them. 

[ ATTENTION ]  sender peppers a series of caresses over receiver’s face in an attempt to make them laugh or smile. 

[ COAX ]  sender knows receiver has had a lot on their mind,  so they hold them for a while to help them relax and hopefully open up. 

[ CARESS ]   sender sits by quietly while receiver works,  petting their hair and simply providing company. 

[ RELAX ]  sender gives receiver a massage. 

[ LOOK ]  for receiver to catch sender gazing adoringly at them.

[ MORNING ]  for sender to wake receiver with a kiss. 

[shewrittheewithlove]

My muse is thrashing and screaming in their sleep. How does your muse react?

[shewrittheewithlove]

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[shewrittheewithlove]

"My thanks for not sending me back. And whoever is King Uhtred's successor may be is the one that shall take my hand." she knew she could never go back home. The moment she sets foot back on her Sovereign soil she would be killed. Her father had made that very clear. He didn't care if she died at the hands of a man older than himself, or at the hands of the very soldiers who should have been there to protect her.

She allowed herself a brief moment to look up, study his face. He was a handsome man, but just as quickly as she looked up her eyes averted down. Though she did stand from the courtesy, withdrawing her hand to fold both of her own in front of her abdomen. She didn't want him to feel the tremors that were running up her arm. 

"But given that you wear the crown, I am assuming that you are the man I am to marry then? You working Arthur?" there was a tremble as she spoke, a hint that she was indeed afraid. The fairest of faces could hide the coolest of hearts. Her father had been a perfect example of that. Who knew if this man would be any different.

Arthur felt nervous about this. He had no idea who the princess was, he hardly knew enough about his own kingdom at this point. He tried not to fidget and look regal, but that was difficult when you had no example of how to carry yourself. He settled on folding his hands in front of him and waiting as patiently as he could.

He heard a sound when the carriage stopped and wondered what that was about. Then the door of the carriage opened and a young woman stepped out. His heart thundered in his chest as he stepped forward and he took her hand to bring her out of her curtsey.

"Princess, we are delighted you have arrived safely." Arthur said warmly as he smiled at her. "I apologise for... the circumstances. I believe you were expecting King Uhtred, but he has passed away a few months ago. I am Arthur."

[shewrittheewithlove]

"There was much talk about the costumes ordered by the women and above all about the bride’s dress. Those who had met her [Lucrezia] described her as one of the most seductive women, as well as wealthy and generous. “Pray heaven this be true,” said the courtiers. Women exchanged information on the new Duchess’s fashions. It was known that she did not do her hair in curls but let it fall over her shoulders, hardly plaiting it at all, or else she wore it in the style of a young girl as we see in Pinturicchio’s fresco at the Vatican and on the medal struck at Ferrara called the Amorino Bendato. Her bearing was elegant and dignified, and as someone wrote, “she carries herself so gracefully that when she walks she hardly seems to move.”

The Life and Times of Lucrezia Borgia - Maria Bellonci

[shewrittheewithlove]

Draft time. Will be working on drafts to toss into the Queue. I have 7 or so to get done. I will also be going through and doing a following cleanse. Some have been inactive for months/not interacting when things are planned. Need to do this for my sanity.

[shewrittheewithlove]

"I'm sorry, it's hard to change how one speaks after having to speak in a proper pure blood bullshit way for so long." she was sure that hearing curse fall from her lips was probably a little shocking. But she was already in a mood and didn't want to hear anything more of it. 

There was a soft chuckle that fell in almost a Huff from her lips as she slumped in her chair. She was tired. Exhausted.

There was still so much to do but time was running out and she didn't know how she was going to pull it all together. "I wouldn't expect anything last from you my friend. And while I definitely know you don't like it, thank you for respecting my boundary."

"I beg of you to try Harry. There might be one day I can tell you everything. Weave you my story of tragedy, should I ever be able to bear the look of pity on someone's face." the likelihood of that happening was infinitely small but a girl could dream.

Her shoulders drooped after a moment, exhaustion easy to read across her frame. There was so much that she had to do, and no time to finish it in. All she wanted was to be normal again. Not that sure was to begin with. Her gift made that clear. Enya what happens thoroughly off put by her mistresses dismissal of the man had she been there.

She refused to cry, no matter how greatly tears wish to form in her eyes. She couldn't remember anyone asking her anything about how she was doing. Or pressing for the fact that she may be hiding something. It was odd, but comforting in a way. It showed her that there was someone out there that at least vaguely care for her well-being.

[shewrittheewithlove]

@normallyxstranger sent a Letter:

Send ✿ for a happy memory - Eva

"Kicking my useless boyfriend to the curb!" The redhead couldn't help but chuckle at the memory. "Realizing I'm worth more than just a booty call. Kind of liberating."

[shewrittheewithlove]

›     SOFT   ROMANCE      →      receiver    to    sender.

brushing   snow   off   their   shoulders

offering   to   carry   their   bag

humming   a   lullaby   beside   them

making   sure   their   drink   is   just   right

touching   hands   under   the   table

sharing   a   quiet   moment   in   an   elevator

pulling   the   blanket   up   over   them

fixing   a   crooked   button   on   their   shirt

gently   resting   a   hand   on   their   knee

bringing   them   flowers   “just   because”

watching   them   in   the   soft   morning   light

adjusting   their   glasses   for   them

saving   them   the   last   bite

quietly   placing   their   favorite   book   in   their   hands

squeezing   their   arm   in   silent   support

brushing   dust   off   their   shoulder

letting   their   head   rest   on   your   chest

warming   up   a   heating   pad   for   them

kissing   the   top   of   their   head   in   passing

whispering   their   name   like   a   secret

setting   their   phone   to   charge

pouring   their   tea   before   your   own

tucking   a   note   into   their   pocket

drawing   a   small   heart   on   their   wrist

holding   the   back   of   their   neck   gently

pulling   them   away   from   the   cold   wind

leaning   into   each   other   on   a   train

pressing   their   hand   over   your   heartbeat

offering   your   hoodie   on   a   cold   night

packing   a   snack   for   them

gently   rubbing   their   shoulder   while   they   talk

picking   them   wildflowers

saving   a   seat   beside   you   for   them

mouthing   “you   okay?”   across   the   room

standing   behind   them   while   they   cook

helping   with   their   coat   sleeves

asking   if   they’ve   eaten   today

tracing   their   laugh   lines   when   they   smile

turning   their   playlist   into   a   shared   one

leaving   a   mug   of   cocoa   on   their   desk

tying   your   scarf   around   their   neck

brushing   your   thumb   across   their   wrist

sitting   beside   them   during   a   tough   day

helping   them   put   on   a   bracelet

resting   your   head   on   their   lap

carrying   them   when   they   fall   asleep   somewhere   strange

painting   their   nails   for   them

pressing   a   kiss   to   their   wrist

gently   holding   their   chin   to   meet   your   gaze

leaving   your   scent   on   their   pillow

guiding   their   hand   while   drawing

humming   a   song   they   like

quietly   whispering   “i   missed   you”

brushing   a   tear   from   their   lash

hiding   a   gift   for   them   to   find   later

gently   pulling   them   into   your   arms   during   a   bad   dream

braiding   their   hair   without   asking

waiting   up   for   them   to   get   home

offering   your   lap   as   a   pillow

warming   their   hands   with   yours   in   your   pockets

shielding   their   eyes   from   the   sun

holding   their   face   during   a   long   hug

wrapping   your   arms   around   their   waist   while   cooking

softly   squeezing   their   pinky   when   anxious

sharing   a   hoodie   without   asking

resting   your   head   on   their   shoulder   during   a   movie

lightly   stroking   their   hair   while   they   read

offering   to   write   something   for   them

sneaking   a   Polaroid   of   them   smiling

casually   interlocking   fingers   while   walking

wrapping   an   arm   around   them   in   their   sleep

offering   a   tissue   before   they   ask

kissing   their   knuckles   one   by   one

gently   drying   their   hair   with   a   towel

placing   their   hand   over   your   heart

taking   their   photo   when   they’re   distracted

watching   them   laugh   and   smiling   to   yourself

opening   the   car   door   for   them

waiting   to   make   sure   they’re   inside   safely

gently   tugging   on   their   sleeve   to   get   their   attention

letting   them   nap   on   your   chest

setting   an   extra   place   at   the   table

lending   them   your   favorite   book

adjusting   their   jewelry

putting   a   hand   on   their   back   when   guiding   them

whispering   “you’re   okay,   i’ve   got   you”

resting   your   foreheads   together   mid-hug

brushing   rainwater   from   their   hair

slipping   your   hand   into   theirs   in   silence

bringing   a   warm   drink   to   their   bedside

folding   their   laundry   with   a   soft   smile

reaching   out   instinctively   to   steady   them

tracing   the   veins   on   their   wrist   with   your   finger

taking   off   their   shoes   after   a   long   day

straightening   their   tie   gently

offering   to   help   them   undress   when   tired

letting   your   head   fall   on   theirs   in   a   quiet   moment

playfully   hiding   behind   them   when   nervous

buttoning   up   their   cardigan   slowly

whispering   “you   make   me   feel   safe”

[shewrittheewithlove]

@tr1cked sent a Letter:

"Debates are stupid because why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me."

"You are very much correct on that front. I cannot tell you the stupid conversations I've had working retail." the brunette rolled her eyes before putting her book down on the table with a huff. Lavender colored eyes glittered with exasperation as she continued to speak. "It's the best when the Karen's come in thinking I don't know the store when the owners have me running the shit. It's fucking annoying!"

[shewrittheewithlove]

Drafts: 3

Queue: 4

Extra posted tonight: 3

Not bad to the night!

And now, good night lmao

[shewrittheewithlove]

@stardstschlar sent a Letter:

[ HUDDLE ]: sender and receiver huddle together in an effort to stay warm. / for Ark! Like they need a blanket when Jotaro is a damned furnace.

It was one of the rare occasions that she found herself cold. It was a vicious cycle that happened once every 200 years or so. The light that made up her entire being would burn hot as the sun for a short time, then snuff itself out.

It left her chilled down to her very bones. And the touch that was normally warm held an icy quality as she shook. She hadn't really had time to give Jotatro a warning of this happening to her. But when he had finally returned to their shared rooms for the night, her once bright being was dull, and hair that Shone like the stars a dark red. 

She gave him a brief rundown of what had happened, reassuring him over and over again that she would be okay in a week or so, just that right now she was freezing. And it was then she noticed something she hadn't before. There was a warmth that radiated from him and her body wanted to curl up into it.

And so she did just that. Well she did give him the courtesy of time to get out of traveling clothes, she did not wait a minute longer. Once she knew he was dressed down enough she all but go grabbed him along with a fluffy blanket and wrapped it around them both. Ark was going to leech off of his warmth until her own light decided to return to her.

[shewrittheewithlove]

@fiendishfinesse sent a Letter:

[ LIFT ]: sender lifts receiver's chin to look at them. / muse of choice

She hadn't wanted to come. All she wanted was to stay up in her rooms, away from everyone. It had been embarrassing enough for the devil to find her journal.

Heavens above why had she left it out where they could have been found in the first place? A stupid thing to do!

But to find out that he had gotten his hands on an invitation to the Gala her father was hosting with a few of the other Nobles? It was damn near more than she could bear.

The dress was too extravagant, made it hot damn well breathe. Though her breath may have caught well for another reason. The Devil Himself had her caught in a corner. Very much a game of cat and mouse.

She did not look up until she felt his touch under her chin to lift her gaze. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but as much as she wanted to avert her eyes she found she could not. Raphael's eyes seem to Glow, though she knew it was merely a trick of the candle light. 

Then, the shyest of smiles crossed her lips as she fought to remain at least a little bit composed. If her father saw this it would likely be the end of her. But it would be even worse if word of her disappointing a guest reached his ears. "Good evening Lord Raphael. I do hope you are enjoying the party."

Though her sentence did sound a great deal more like a question toward the end.

[shewrittheewithlove]

"Back when I lived in Ferelden. I would hear about how 'horrible' The Crows were. My father in particular seemed to hold some sort of grudge against them I think." She had memories of when she was maybe 5 years old of her father ranting and raving about how wicked the Antivan Crows were. The more she thought about it now, it must have been because he lost someone to a contract that was held.

"And if you must know the stories were from my father." however that sentence was spoken very Softly and her eyes were glued to the ground when she said it. Her body language gave Clues to the fact that the man may well have tormented her, but her voice still showed she missed him. And how could she not? He had raised her.

"And I'm certain you are right. Save for maybe a few Royals or nobility here and there that had a contract put upon them." She was certain she could easily find at least two, but it wasn't something she was keen on going about finding out. 

"If you don't mind me asking, was there something I could help you find? A fresh set of eyes and all that. Might be a bit of a helpful thing." even as she spoke she never quite made it to eye contact. There was always some sort of hesitation when looking up toward his face. Though that is how it was with everyone. Not just the Assassin before her.

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜ @shewrittheewithlove

Assorted dialogue prompts || Accepting

Zevran was surprised that someone would have heard of him all the way out here in Nevarra. Though he supposed that travelling with his dear warden friend was enough to get people talking. Everyone had heard of the Hero of Ferldan. Though the blight was long over even out in Nevarra they'd heard a lone bard singing a song that had heavily dramatized their adventure. And their adventure all those years ago had been pretty dramatic.

"Really? Who is they exactly? And what have they been saying?" he didn't look up from flicking through the book he was making no headway in reading.

The necropolis was doing a little research in to his traveling companion's current condition. The condition of course being the taint from the warden ritual. They were searching for a away to end the calling for all of the grey wardens. Where there was a will there was a way. Now however they were at the boring waiting stage of the research. Zevran was learning to occupy himself and not to stray too far from the main hall. The scholars who studies here were letting him use the library but he wasn't much of a reader, but it was all hands on deck.

Zevran looked up finally after making a concerned face at a picture he'd seen and snapped the volume closed. "Was it from someone living or someone dead? Though I am not sure if anyone I killed would have a burial all the way out here but you never know noble born people do things you do not expect all the time."

[shewrittheewithlove]

MunDay

Actually felt good this weekend.

[shewrittheewithlove]

「   RP MEME :   NONVERBAL PROMPTS.  mix of violent, caring, touching and non-touching prompts.  」     SEND PROMPT '+ REVERSE' for the inverse to happen. for example 'bandage + reverse' for the receiver to bandage wounds on the sender.

[ BANDAGE ] : sender bandages a wound on receiver.

[ GUIDE ] : sender puts a hand on he receiver's back to guide them somewhere.

[ WAVE ]: sender waves down receiver to get their attention.

[ SIGN ]: sender raises their hand to sign to receiver. what follows can be anything the sender desires.

[ LIFT ]: sender lifts receiver's chin to look at them.

[ LIGHT ]: sender lights receiver's cigarette/candle/etc.

[ FIND ] : sender finds receiver beaten and/or bloodied.

[ PIN ]: sender pins receiver against the wall during combat/sparring.

[ GET DOWN ]: sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger.

[ TAKE ]: sender takes a hit meant for receiver.

[ CAUGHT ]: sender finds receiver somewhere they aren't supposed to be.

[ TRAP ]: sender traps the receiver somewhere they don't want to be.

[ DARLING ]: sender touches receiver's cheek.

[ SNATCH ]: sender snatches receiver's wrist as they turn to go.

[ STAB ]: sender stabs receiver.

[ DRAG ]: sender drags receiver from point a to point b.

[ SIT ]: sender sits on receiver's lap.

[ EN GARDE ]: sender and receiver get into some kind of fight.

[ DRUNK ]: sender finds receiver drunk.

[ BLOOD ]: sender walks into receiver's room covered in blood.

[ FLOWER ]: sender offers a flower to receiver.

[ HOLD ]: sender reaches to hold receiver's hand.

[ BRUSH ]: sender brushes a strand of hair out of receiver's face.

[ NOTE: ] sender writes a note for receiver. the contents are whatever the sender decides.

[ EYES ]: sender notices receiver looking at them.

[ STOP ]: sender raises hand to signal the receiver to stop in place.

[ TAP ]: sender taps receiver on the shoulder to get their attention.

[ WAKE ]: sender gently wakes receiver from a nap or otherwise.

[ MORNING AFTER ]: sender and receiver wake up together for the first time after a night of passion.

[ BLANKET ]: sender drapes a blanket over receiver's shoulders.

[ HUDDLE ]: sender and receiver huddle together in an effort to stay warm.

[ TUG ]: sender pulls receiver away from them.

[ PUSH ]: sender pushes receiver away from them.

[ BULLET ]: sender shoots receiver in a non-lethal area.

[shewrittheewithlove]

Send 🗡 to hold a blade to my muse's throat for their reaction!

Alternatively, send 'reverse + 🗡' for my muse (receiver) to hold a blase to your muse's throat.

If you cannot see the emoji, send 'DAGGER'