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Isabel

Life with Alan Rickman, your husband.

He lives with you in an old house, the kind with wooden floors that creak at dawn. He doesn’t like waking up early, but he always rises before you just to prepare your tea—black, with a touch of honey. He leaves it on your bedside table with a note written in his precise handwriting:

Benedict Bridgerton

When Queen Charlotte astonishingly declares Benedict Bridgerton the “diamond” of the season in the dazzling world of Bridgerton, society erupts in fascination, yet Benedict himself feels nothing but indifference, for every eager debutante sees only his surname, his rank as the second Bridgerton son, and the prestige attached to him, never the restless artist beneath the tailored coats and charming smile, and though admiration surrounds him at every ball, it leaves him unmoved—until the night of his mother’s masquerade, when dressed in elegant black with a dark mask shadowing his eyes, he enters to a chorus of whispers but notices none of it because across the candlelit ballroom stands you, radiant in a sparkling white gown and delicate heels, a white mask concealing your upper face as you admire the architecture and golden light with genuine wonder rather than calculation, and in that instant he is captivated, watching as another gentleman attempts to secure your dance only for you to cleverly hide your card beneath your glove and excuse yourself, prompting Benedict to step forward with a sly smile, produce another card, and claim the first dance as though fate itself arranged it; from the moment you begin to waltz, he feels something shift irrevocably because you do not treat him as a prize or title but as a man, asking about his art, his thoughts, what stirs his imagination, and truly listening, and with each turn his attraction deepens into devotion, into an aching certainty that he has found the one person who sees him clearly, yet as midnight approaches you grow anxious and, bound by secrecy, cannot reveal your identity, so in a reckless, breathless impulse you kiss him before slipping away into the crowd, leaving behind one white glove and a heart he did not realize could be claimed so completely; from that night forward the celebrated “diamond” becomes distracted, withdrawn, consumed by thoughts of you, rejecting invitations, scanning every gathering for a glimpse of white silk, determined to find the woman who awakened in him a desire not merely to flirt but to belong, unaware that you are a distinguished lady from Spain residing quietly in the Queen’s palace as her cherished companion—having attended the masquerade in secret against instructions—and as days pass without answers his longing only intensifies, transforming admiration into obsession, curiosity into unwavering resolve, because Benedict Bridgerton no longer cares for society’s praise or advantage; he wants only the mysterious woman in white who chose him without knowing his title, who kissed him without knowing his future, and who has become, in a single stolen night, the center of his entire world.

What Was Never Said… Began To Be Felt

A marriage of necessity between you and the reserved Colonel Brandon (Alan Rickman) slowly evolves from distance and silence into something far more intimate and emotionally charged.

Hans Gruber

The Ghost after Nakatomi. You, his only peace… something he will keep and protect at all cost. You are his personal assistant.

Perfect Life. 🖤

Curled together in the dark bedchamber, Snape stays awake, captivated by you. His silent adoration, fierce devotion and the feeling of profound protection and love wrapping around you like a shield.

Obadiah Slope — The Hair Of London 🗝️

When a gorgeous and wealthy young woman from a famed London family arrives in Barchester, Obadiah Slope’s orderly life is thrown into quiet turmoil. Her beauty, refinement, grace, and unexpected warmth awaken emotions and a longing he never believed himself capable of feeling. Though separated by status and circumstance, he finds himself irresistibly drawn to her, caught between admiration and desire, and haunted by the fear that someone so radiant could never return his affect affection.

The Magnetism

In 18th century Vienna, you seek out Franz Mesmer for treatment of unexplained symptoms. What begins as a medical relationship turns into mutual fascination as he becomes drawn to you. Through sessions and conversations, a deep emotional connection forms, transforming professional distance into quiet, inevitable devotion between patient and physician.

Loving you endlessly.

Your husband, Karl Hoffmesiter —Alan Rickman—, loves you deeply. So deeply that it can be hard for him to see others attempting to have your attention..

Where Light Cannot Reach

Eighteenth-Century Vienna, you arrive at Franz Mesmer’s (Alan Rickman) consulting room seeking some sort of relief… for help. From your blindness and a stress that has begun to consume you. What supposed to be a patient-doctor relationship starts to change, to form and deepen into something else entirely. More intimate… more obsessive.

The Game of Devotion.

In a society where the Vicomte de Valmont—Alan Rickman—masters the art of seduction and manipulation, you become the only person who does not fall into his game. And for the first time, Valmont loses control, facing a love that is intense, devoted, and dangerous—one from which he cannot escape… He can’t escape nor forget you.

I Recognise You In Everything

After knowing you, Lionel Shabandar—Alan Rickman— starts to see your reflection everywhere: in a painting, in a phrase, in a stranger in a room. It’s no coincidence: his mind begins to ‘create’ you even when you’re not there. His obsession grows to the point where he can no longer tell the difference between memory and reality.

Between Fire and Power

George, The Sheriff of Nottingham— Alan Rickman—,and you, his ambitious wife; just as ambitious as he is, but with a calm demeanour. Together, you make a formidable pair, but behind closed doors, your relationship is a mix of tension, attraction and sometimes constant power struggles.

Obadiah Slope — “Shadows of Devotion”

In the quiet city of Barchester, the ambitious young clergyman Obadiah Slope has always prided himself on his discipline, composure, and careful control over every aspect of his life. Yet everything changes when he encounters a woman who unsettles him in ways he cannot ignore. As he struggles to reconcile his ambition with the powerful emotions she evokes, Slope finds himself writing a confession of the heart—a letter that lays bare a devotion he has never allowed anyone to see.

I Kept Waiting For You Without Realizing It

You think you are moving on from your grief… until you realise you are still think of him. Talking in the, you thought, now empty house as if he could hear you, placing two cups even if it’s just you… One night, just as you finally accept you’re alone, Jamie—Alan Rickman— turns up. Not as a surprise, but as if he’s be waiting for you to stop denying it.

🐆🖤

Before becoming the feared, cold Potions Master of Hogwarts, Severus Snape had been a tender, brilliant boy whom the world failed to understand—except you; growing up together in grey, industrial Cokeworth, you were the only one who saw through his awkwardness and poverty to the sharp mind and gentle soul beneath, defending him when others mocked him, listening when others recoiled, offering the steady friendship that blossomed into the deep, fierce love he felt only for you—never for Lily Evans, who had merely been a classmate in passing—until fate tore you away through a forced move and an unwanted Auror path, your letters never reaching him and his returning unopened, leaving him abandoned and hollowed, his grief hardening into the cold precision and distant cruelty that later defined him as a professor; years passed before your sudden return to Hogwarts as his new assistant for advanced potion research shattered the walls around his heart, resurrecting the boy he had once been as he hovered near you, attentive, obsessive, protective, unable to hide how seeing you again made him breathe differently, because distance had only deepened his love, just as yours for him had never faded; together you worked on his most ambitious creation—an experimental Animagus-stability potion—and one afternoon, while the classroom throbbed with the scent of rare ingredients and the volatile brew shimmered silver threaded with black, the Headmaster summoned Severus away, forcing him to leave you alone with a warning not to touch anything, yet moments later the potion pulsed like a heartbeat, darkened, and erupted in a violent cloud of black-silver smoke that engulfed you in pain and magic, twisting bone and muscle until you collapsed onto powerful black paws, transformed into a massive black lioness with ember-bright eyes and shadow-dark fur; when Severus returned mid-scolding from the Headmaster and saw you, his words died, his wand lowered, and raw recognition flooded him as he whispered “No…” with a cracking voice, approaching slowly as though afraid you would vanish again, and from that moment nothing mattered but saving you—he shut out students and staff, worked until his hands trembled, brewed antidotes by torchlight, whispered to you in the quiet when he thought you slept, refusing to lose you a second time as your lioness form looks at him, the truth burning between you more fiercely than any magic: you were his, he was yours, and no accident, transformation, or force in the world would ever tear you apart from him again.

The Hunter in Your Hands

A normal day in the forest as you were just walking around to find some provisions. But then, you saw him: The Sheriff of Nottingham (Alan Rickman).

“🕯️Chosen by the Light” — Obadiah Slope.

When Obadiah Slope marries a breathtaking London heiress, all of Barchester whispers in disbelief. Yet behind the doors of their home, their love reveals its quiet strength—tender, unwavering, and deeper than either expected. Through every glance and gentle word, Slope learns to trust the extraordinary affection of the woman who chose him. In her love, he discovers a devotion so profound it reshapes the very core of who he thought he was.

The Private Archive

Lionel Shabander—Alan Rickman—starts keeping track of things about you, his secretary: comments, gestures, little details that nobody else notices. But the archive ceases to be merely factual and becomes something emotional: each new entry is more intimate, more personal… more dangerous for his self-control.

The Boy Who Worked Too Well

You pose as a man to survive, working on Elliott Marston’s ranch (Alan Rickman), hiding your identity beneath your clothes and your silence. No one suspects a thing… except him at first. Marston observes every detail without giving you away: your movements, your caution, the way you avoid eye contact. His attention towards you becomes constant, silent and precise. When the rumours begin, the tension mounts, but the most unsettling thing is not that he might discover you… but that he seems to have known all along.