#c: isabella

[h3rtzoom]

"Alright, I think we're good from here. We're like ten minutes out," Noel told Isabella as they turned off the GPS on their phone once they were off the highway. They mostly knew the way but had found it helpful for traffic. It wasn't that they didn't go home often but it had been the first time Noel had ever brought anyone home for the holidays since their early 20s and this felt so much more real than the relationship they had been in then. "You ready?" They reached for Isabella's hand and brought it to their lips. "Honestly, I'm mostly excited for you to see what I got you for Christmas," they joked as they made the turn into their town and let out a soft laugh. "So, this is where I grew up or well where I spent most of my teenage years. In about five minutes we're about to pass my high school. Some of this used to be smaller shops but obviously the chain stores took over a bit but it's still got some of its charm." @itsrogersandco

[guardianmantisx]

Mantis stood perplexed before the colorful mat on the ground before her, her large, almond-shaped eyes evident of her bewilderment at the seemingly arbitrary rules of the game. "Can humans even move like this? They don't seem to be quite that flexible."

🤔 for a confused starter for @isab3lla-mills

[ajaxthegraves]

Listen to my voice Close your frightened eyes Hide behind my love for you Fear’s only a choice One that we all must make someday So know you’re not alone in this

@xavecamour

[mobqueenfishmooney]

@stepfordisabella

Fish had a knack for spotting talent, and a memory for faces. She remembered seeing this woman at Indian Hill. That very distinctive hairdo was hard to forget. White people had such ideas about fashion, it made Fish want to roll her eyes into the back of her head. Or better yet, theirs. But fashion choices aside, if this woman was from Indian Hill, there was a good chance she could be useful. Or dangerous. After all, what were the chances of casually running into one another at this liquor store? Was it mere coincidence? A hit? Fate? Only one sure way to find out.

"Fancy seeing you here," Fish drawled, stepping around from where the bottles of wine had hidden her from view. "I never forget a face, sweetheart. And my face isn't easy to forget either," she pointed out, tapping next to her bright blue eye. Her eyes fell to the bottle of wine in the woman's hands. "Planning a fancy dinner party?"

[babsqueen]

@stepfordisabella -- prompt from here

“Sign says ‘closed’.” Babs didn’t look around as she heard the door to the club open, sorting through the last of the bills at the bar before she went home. Typically they were open later, but repairs needed to be done to the stage, so they were closed early. She was hoping to get Dinah Lance in here. After letting the last envelope fall from her fingers, she glanced up at the woman who entered. Immediately her brow furrowed. “Well, isn’t that just creepy?” she murmured, propping her chin on her hand. “Has anyone ever told you that you look like a dead girl?” She paused. “Actually, it would be two of them, I guess, wouldn’t it? Because, what's her name...? And then…anyway.” She waved her hand. “What do you want?”

[harrykane-hf]

Oh, you can say that again. I don't even know where to start with that now.

probably for the best. twitter - X, whatever - is such a mess these days.

[notwaldenpond]

This was a home once With so much love comes so much pain Can I say something to change your mind? This was a home once All these years go by and I've been blind @xavecamour @henrickxnoname

[batofcain]

@stepfordisabella

Reaching out, Cass gently tapped the woman on the shoulder. “Did…?” She held up the book she had found on the ground. “Did you…?” Looking up at the woman, she offered her a smile, asking silently for her to be patient. Cass was still learning so many things, including speech. “Drop this?” she finished, holding it up again. She carefully brushed any dirt from its cover, running a finger over the edges of the pages to make sure there weren’t any leaves or little twigs caught between the pages. “I found it,” she said, and pointed. “Over there.”

[vicedmuses]

how could her mom let her get away with this all of these years? "oh trust me, i know. that doesn't mean you can't be made into a good girl though." the next time that he used the ruler, he didn't hold back. he rapidly spanked her two times on her right cheek with it, getting as close to the same spot as possible. then, he repeated the same motion to her left cheek. "i bet you fucking like this. the dirty slut that you are."

"I'm not a good girl, you should know it," Isabella told him with a smirk on her lips as the ruler rubbed on her ass for a while, her heart racing in anticipation. Soon Victor began to spank her right cheek with the ruler, making her bit her lower lip to muffle any noise she could possibly make. The blonde closed her eyes for a brief moment as he spanked her left cheek, sure that both sides would be red soon.

[futurelabs]

welcome to San Sequoia 🏡

[guardianmantisx]

The bustling sounds of the city outside were an annoyance to some, but Mantis found some comfort from the noise as she diligently tackled the task of spring cleaning. It was rather odd that humans only cleaned once a year, but it was a tradition she was willing to embrace. Thankfully, she'd have help understanding what was quite possibly the most boring holiday that humans had come up with. "So what do you do in between spring cleanings? What if everything becomes too dirty to wait until the next cleaning? Do you just suffer with the dust?"

@isab3lla-mills

[ajaxthegraves]

[ARRANGED MARRIAGE] Isabella and Ajax, never met each other, told they have to marry, meet for the first time. @xavecamour

When his uncle had suggested the arrangement, Ajax had run it past Antigone first. Anything this big always got run past Antigone first. She hadn't Seen anything terrible, and had promised that he hadn't disappeared, so Ajax didn't see the harm going forward with it all. Archie had even said he'd have a nice day today. His siblings wouldn't lead him wrong.

Meeting her for the first time still made him nervous though. Isabella Fawley. That was her name. Ajax hoped he made a good first impression.

He sat in his uncle's living room, standing up and then sitting back down every time footsteps creaked outside.

This time though, the door actually opened.

"Oh, you're really pretty." He said, a bit awed, as Isabella walked in. "I mean, hi, I'm Ajax. You must be Isabella? You look nice."

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[h3rtzoom]

Noel smiled at the idea of them doing tours and they didn't hate it. They were sure their Tio would get a real kick out of it. "Yeah that happened fast, huh, here," they told her, shrugging off their outer jacket to drape it around her shoulders. The alcohol had warmed them up a bit and their sweater felt like enough for now. Plus, they couldn't let the opportunity pass. "Let's get back inside and create some warmth, hm?" They smiled and leaned over to press a kiss to her cheek. "Your place or mine?"

Isabella just gave a small nod as she acknowledged Noel's remark about the difference in their grandmothers homes. It seemed ironic that Noel appeared much closer to her family than Isabella was to hers and yet the lawyer's grandmother was the one person that she did connect with or had until she was no longer there. She laughed softly at the photographer's description of libraries. "There was less romance than you suggest but the rest is pretty accurate."

Listening to Noel explain their connection with the outdoors, Isabella could see how they would enjoy the space so much. Noel didn't really strike her as someone who would be happy spending hours staring at a computer screen or scanning through multiple documents to find that one nugget of information. She reached out for their hand and gave it a squeeze, "I feel like you would be an amazing tour guide. You've got so much enthusiasm and energy and I bet you would get the tourists really excited to see everything on offer." The wind began to blow harder and Isabella shivered, "Maybe we could head somewhere a little more sheltered. It's getting quite cold now."

[idle-compy]

recolored my "act your age" redesigns to make them a bit more in character

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[diioonysus]

art + hair pieces

[cameronhcwes]

Megan Russert + that dress on Homicide: Life on the Street 3.02 - "Fits Like a Glove"