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angelasscribbles · 2 years
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Broken Lives
Series: Broken
Fandom: The Royal Romance
Pairing: Eleanor x Jackson, Constantine x Bianca
Rating: MA
Warnings for this chapter: CHARACTER DEATH, Murder
Word Count: 993
A/N: Ya'll forgive me for this. Maybe don't read it if you don't like horribleness.
Also special thanks to @karahalloway For kicking ideas around with me on this one. Specifically Bianca being the one to tell Constantine who the affair had been with.
My other stuff: Master List.
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“Is it done?” She asked as her fingers trailed down his still naked chest.
“It’s done.” He assured her. “His betrayal has been repaid.”
“Was it quick?” She asked, as a shiver of guilt ran through her.
He regarded her with cruel amusement, “Do you care?”
“I….” She trailed off, uncertain what the right answer was. Constantine scared her. She was afraid to give the wrong answer.
As if he could read her mind, he asked, “What’s wrong? You’re not scared of me, now are you, my sweet treacle tart?”
“Of course not.” She forced a bright smile onto her face. What had she expected, she asked herself, she’d made a deal with the devil, after all.
“He didn’t suffer, if that’s what you’re worried about. It was quick. Two gun shot blasts to the back of the head. Bang! Bang!” He yelled the last two words, loudly.
She jumped, as she stared at him, wide eyed. Shit. He’d really done it. Of course, he had. Why was she surprised? “And the official story?”
Constantine sighed. He really wished he could take credit for it. Show the world what happened to people who cross him. Betray him. But there were limits to even a king’s power. The public would get up in arms about monarchial overreach, the council would feel compelled to take action and he’d look weak to his enemies. Besides, if he told the truth about Jackson’s death, he’d have to reveal how he’d been cuckolded by his wife and favorite guard. Not the best look.
“That he died protecting the crown of course.” It sat heavy on his soul that his betrayer would go down in history as a hero, but there really wasn’t much choice in the matter. Appearances must be maintained. “I owe you a debt of gratitude for bringing this to my attention. Consider this cover story payment in full. His children can believe him a hero.”
Shame coursed through her at the thought of his children. How was she going to face them? What had she done? “At least they’ll have me, like your boys have you. And we’ll have each other.”
He gave her pitying look as he slid out from under her and started getting dressed, “We won’t.”
She sat up in the bed, “What?”
“I’m sorry, but did you imagine I was going to make you my next queen? I can’t marry someone so….common, or American for that matter.”
“No, I….” She hadn’t expected to be queen, but she hadn’t expected to be tossed aside the second the deed was done either.
“You probably shouldn’t come back to the palace. We don’t need anyone asking questions.”
“Of course. I-“
But he wasn’t finished, “In fact, it might be better if you left the country entirely. After a reasonable amount of mourning time, of course.”
She was stunned. She hadn’t planned on leaving Cordonia. “I…maybe….I mean, I’ll have Jackson’s death benefit, I could go to Texas-“
“Oh, no, I’m not paying that.”
“But he died in the line of duty!” She objected.
“He didn’t, though. Why would I pay for the death of the man that was fucking my wife?” He asked her.
Bianca stared at him in horror, “It wouldn’t be for him, it would be me! For our children! And you wouldn’t even know it was him if I hadn’t told you!”
“That’s true. And for that, I’m letting the world, and his children, believe he died a hero. But you didn’t tell me out of any loyalty to me, did you my dear?” Constantine shook his head, “No, you wanted vengeance you didn’t have the guts to take for yourself, and I gave it to you.”
She felt her eyes fill up with tears. How had she been sleeping with this man for the last month and not realized how diabolically evil he was? She’d gone to him about Jackson and Eleanor in a fit of jealousy and rage, she’d slept with him for revenge, and she’d laughed when he brought up the idea of murder. She hadn’t realized, at first, that’d he’d been serious.
She hurriedly dressed as she fought back tears of anger and fear. How had she gotten herself so far under his thumb? “Fine. I’ll take the kids and go to Texas. We can make a fresh start. Drake loves it there, he-“
“Oh no, my dear.” Constantine told her, “Your children will stay here.”
“Here?” She repeated uncomprehendingly.
“Yes, here, with me, at the palace, as wards of the state.”
She felt tendrils of dread creep down her spine, “No!”
“Oh yes. Don’t worry, I promise they’ll have the best of everything. They’ll have private tutors; the best education money can buy. Clothes, cars, horses, whatever they want.”
Now she was just confused, “But…why?”
“Think of it as an insurance policy.”
“Insurance policy?”
“Yes, insurance policy.” He stepped close to her, the menace unmistakable, “You think I haven’t noticed your hesitancy to follow through with our little plan? You will leave the country and your children will stay here, with me. To ensure your silence. As long as you keep your mouth shut, your children will have a life most people can only dream of.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then one of them is likely to have an unfortunate accident. That would be a shame, wouldn’t it?”
She pushed her fury down and swallowed her terror as she nodded, “I understand.”
She did understand. She had betrayed her children in the worst way possible and the only thing she could do for them now was to keep them safe by leaving them in the hands of the man that had just murdered their father. She blamed Jackson for all of it. If only he hadn’t cheated, if only she hadn’t found out. If only she hadn’t gone to Constantine with the information. If, if, if, if. But it was too far late and everything was ruined.
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2008hondacivic · 10 months
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Shauna and Jackie (Yellowjackets) x Theo and Nell (The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson)
Love, resentment, repression, (failed) communication, and friendship in Jackie/Shauna (Yellowjackets) and Nell/Theodora (The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson)
Part 4/4 (part 3)
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femmehysteria · 5 months
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I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day, check my pinned post for active polls
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Chidi Anagonye (The Good Place) and Alan Zaveri (Russian Doll) are the same person in a different font
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Here is the list I have made to demonstrate my point:
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tvshowscouples · 1 year
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Reblog if you are Team Cheleanor
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hopeagainsthope97 · 1 year
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THE GOOD PLACE (S04E04)
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ben-lyintous · 2 years
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wlw/wlw hostility
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disgruntleddemon · 2 years
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sorry, they're still on my brain hkgkf. But I'm honestly obsessed with whatever tf Eleanor and Theo have going on
They're in love, they're divorced, they're terribly jealous of eachother, Eleanor wants to kill theo, Eleanor desperately wants to run away with her, they've only known eachother a week, they can't stand eachother, they care about eachother so much, they're full of resentment, they want to have a picnic together
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letojessica · 2 years
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eleanor & chidi + philosophical inquiries into love (source)
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angelasscribbles · 2 years
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Broken Promises
Series: Broken
Fandom: The Royal Romance
Pairing: Eleanor x Jackson
Rating: MA
Warnings for this chapter: CHARACTER DEATH
Word Count: 736
A/N: Well, some of you wanted a follow up to Broken Vows, so here it is. Don't hate me for it! 🙈
My other stuff: Master List.
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He stood stoically in the line of guardsmen at the gravesite, readying his weapon for the twenty-one gun salute, his jaw clenched so tight his teeth might break. How he’d made it through the funeral he had no idea. He barely had any memory of the last few weeks.
He hadn’t been able to protect her. He had promised her he could, promised her that he would. And he’d failed. She was dead and it was his fault.
He should never have given into his desire, to his impulses, to his love for her. His queen, his guiding star, the love of his life. Yes, he had a wife, just as she’d had a husband, but neither marriage had been real for years.
And now he had to watch her husband cry fake tears for the camera, feign grief for the masses, pretend for their son. Constantine hadn’t love Eleanor, he’d desired her, he’d wanted to own, control and possess her, but he hadn’t love her.
Does he know? If Constantine had discovered Eleanor had been unfaithful, if he’d learned about the pregnancy, or if he’d caught wind of the fact that she was leaving him, any of those things could have set him off. Enough to kill her?
He ground his teeth together even harder, struggling to keep the tears at bay. Those would come later, when he was alone. He had promised her he’d find a way to protect her and their child, a way to leave the country and he’d done it.
They had slipped away under pretext of family business, Eleanor’s family. He’d escorted her back to her family’s estate in Auvernall where she’d managed to stay hidden from public view for the remainder of the pregnancy. She’d given birth surrounded by only her most trusted confidants.
The time they’d shared there had been wonderful, blissful. They hadn’t had to hide anything. He’d been there when their daughter was born, he’d held her hand through the birth, wiped the sweat from her brow, kissed her forehead and told her what an amazing job she’d done.
But of course she wanted to return for her son. Constantine had not allowed Liam to accompany Eleanor to Auvernall when she’d told him that her parents needed her help, that there had been some legal matters with her grandparent’s estate and a doddering aunt that required her input. Constantine had denied Eleanor’s request to take Liam with her, saying that the trip would be long and boring and the boy would miss too many of his lessons. Jackson had convinced her to go anyway, it was what they’d had to do to protect their secret. They could get Liam out of Cordonia later.
He’d promised her that he could keep her son safe, that he would smuggle the young prince out of the palace and out of the country. He’d begged and pleaded with her not to return, told her that it wasn’t safe. But of course she’d been desperate to see her son again. Convinced that he’d be scared if anyone but her tried to take him from his home. So, she’d returned. She hadn’t survived twenty-four hours back on Cordonian soil.
If Constantine knew Eleanor was in love with someone else, he didn’t know who. The fact that Jackson still breathed was proof of that. The king had no idea it was him. He was still a high ranking and trusted member of the guard, giving him the access he needed to investigate. He hadn’t protected her, but he would avenge her. He would find out who murdered her and make them pay, even if it was Constantine. Especially if it was Constantine. He’d put a knife in the king’s back himself, or slit his throat while he slept.
He knew he should leave. Take his family and run, place Drake and Savannah out of Constantine’s reach, but he had made promises to Eleanor, promises he intended to keep.
He had failed her in the worst possible way, but he could still protect Liam, still protect their daughter, Lena. He had to stay. He had to stay so he could find out what, if anything, Constantine knew. He had to be sure his now motherless infant was safe, still a secret. He had to watch over Liam. He had to keep his promises to her, at least the ones that he hadn’t broken already.
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alannacouture · 4 months
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Sometimes you just need a half hour of lighthearted philosophical discussions to make you smile 😊
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2008hondacivic · 10 months
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Shauna and Jackie (Yellowjackets) x Theo and Nell (The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson)
Love, resentment, repression, (failed) communication, and friendship in Jackie/Shauna (Yellowjackets) and Nell/Theodora (The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson)
Part 3/4 (part 2, part 4)
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hurritfup · 2 years
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Danger kink
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tvshowscouples · 1 month
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If you love Eleanor&Chidi (The Good Place) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)
thank you!
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zevarina · 3 months
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just finished The Haunting of Hill House and Mrs J. Montague and her little boy toy can both get fucked
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