#austen speaks

[mrshenrybolet]

made another quiz for y'all 🫶

[delehosies]

i think we need to launch an investigation into slutty men and their slutty white shirts

[elinordash]

I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half eighty-two years ago.

♥︎♡♥︎ Happy birthday to the best online friend, Julia @crowleyanthonys! ♡♥︎♡

[hikarry]

Jumping in real quick cause I just realized the creepiest thing that any 2 year old would realize in a matter of 8 seconds

I almost kicked the metaphorical demonic bucket last night and, if I hadn't managed to call 911 by myself, Satan knows some poor dear that lives with me would eventually find my corpse in my bed wearing the worst old shirt i own - which is a very demeaning way to go, if you ask me

The shit is

I'm fine now. And I just opened tumblr and I still have 32 posts on queue

I literally knocked on Hell's doors last night and yall were left thinking I was over here simping for David Tennant and writing angsty Aziraphale posts

Eventually my queue would run out and Spencer boy would just disappear and what?

Jesus Christ reading Jane Austen in a summer afternoon, Queue features can be hella creepy if you actually think about it

[needycatboy]

step into this deeply self-indulgent fantasy w me. sensory experience intricately detailed and emphasized for my pleasure :>.

you're blindfolded. all you see is void. your hearing elevated, you notice the sound of them walking softly around where you're kneeled on the floor. there is a pillow under your knees, and a rope holding your hands clasped behind your back. you're breathing heavily, and the event has not even begun.

the footsteps stop in front of you, and a hand softly touches your head at the crown, running fingers through your hair. the gentle touch is followed by a harsh grip to the back of your head, pulling you forward until your lips meet flesh. you please them for as long as they like, gently sucking and licking away with no thoughts or complaints to be had.

you're eventually pulled off, and you succeed at not complaining about this despite yourself. a thumb nudges its way into your mouth, and you suck for another moment before it's removed. wet fingers suddenly touch you gently over your patiently throbbing tcock, but only for a moment. only for long enough to make you need more.

footsteps once again tread around the room. you hear a small metallic flicking noise and feel your heartbeat quicken. his low and gentle voice instructs you to stay still, and to try not to be too loud about this.

sharp, hot, stinging wax drops beat softly, one by one, onto your shoulder blade. the feeling makes your entire upper body flush. drip by drip, they patter down your chest, then your stomach, and each pat of wax forces the air out of your lungs.

a sharp gasp fills the room when the first drop thuds softly onto your right thigh. another when the next drop follows only an inch higher up. a quiet cry fills the room when five drops are unloaded at once, dancing towards your inner thigh. their stern voice reminds you to be quiet, so a stifled moan follows the first drop truly close to your eager and hot cock. you don't know how much of the candle is burned when the drops finally cease, your thighs both canvases to your lover's hard work. you only notice how loud you'd been when the whimpers actually stop.

finally, you are told to stand slowly, and you are lead to the bed. your blindfold stays on, but your hands are free to grasp and scratch as you're stretched out. you come with fingers rubbing deft circles on your begging cock and biting into your lover's shoulder, their voice lovingly reminding you how good you've been tonight.

[wellgoslowly]

old quotes about love that i think lockwood associates with lucy because im obsessed with these fuckers

“and she tortures me, tortures me with her love. the past was nothing! in the past it was only those infernal curves of hers that tortured me, but now i’ve taken all her soul and through her i’ve become a man myself.” - fyodor dostoevsky

“i can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without interruption, endlessly, even though i feel that here in this world there’s no undisturbed place for our love, neither in the village nor anywhere else; and i dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and i would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.” - kafka

“i love thee, i love thee with a love that shall not die. till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.” - william shakespeare

“how do i love thee? let me count the ways.” - elizabeth barrett browning

“i love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. i love you simply, without problems or pride: i love you in this way because i do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no i or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when i fall asleep your eyes close.” - pablo neruda

“if i had a flower for every time i thought of you… i could walk through my garden forever.” - alfred tennyson

“when we love, we always strive to become better than we are. when we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.” - paulo coelho

“in vain i have struggled. it will not do. my feelings will not be repressed. you must allow me to tell you how ardently i admire and love you.” -jane austen

“he’s more myself than i am. whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” - emily brontë

“every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. those who wish to sing always find a song. at the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.” - plato

“doubt thou the stars are fire; doubt that the sun doth move; doubt truth to be a liar; but never doubt i love.” -william shakespeare

“i cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words, which had laid the foundation. it is too long ago. i was in the middle before i knew that i had begun.” -jane austen

“i loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.” -charles dickens

“you are always new. the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest. when you pass’d my window home yesterday, i was fill’d with as much admiration as if i had then seen you for the first time… even if you did not love me i could not help an entire devotion to you.” -john keats

[wheelie-butch]

when critics talk about like of course the reader hates Fanny Price for being so weak, of course we all want to slap her out of being so pathetic and fatigued... BRO THE ABLEISM IS SHOWING. YOU ARE TELLING ON YOURSELF RIGHT NOW.

[anghraine]

@venndaai tagged me in the five favorite characters/five fandoms poll! I think some others did as well, so thank you, all of you! It was a lot more fun to think about than everything else going on right now, and I figured it'd be fun to see the results :D

Tagging @ladytharen, @brynnmclean, @child-of-hurin, @kareenvorbarra, @sqbr, @squirrelwrangler, @him-e, @steinbecks, @scholarlyhobbit, and anyone else who wants to do it!

[syl-stormblessed]

Darcy had never been so bewitched by any woman as he was by her btw. if you even care.

[callonpeevesie]

Lizzie and Darcy are the type of couple to develop several different flavours of Eye Contacts To Make In Public. such as the "can you believe this bitch" eye contact and the "we need to leave now" eye contact

[mrshenrybolet]

I sent @laniminella a save the date to my wedding (with a note attached) and I can’t believe she responded! Cried real tears when I saw this in the mailbox 🤍

[glindyke]

Thinking about 💖 Mullet Glinda 💖

[pingou7]

Only 10 is much too cruel, but at least it wasn't the male characters I had to select!

Honorable mentions because I have restrained myself with extreme difficulty : Jyn Erso (SW), Wednesday Addams (The Addams family), Shireen Baratheon (Game of thrones / ASOIAF) and Amy March (Louisa May Alcott).

I've been tagged by @calimera62 (merci beaucoup marraine adorée !) tagging whomever wish to give ten favorite female characters from their fandoms. Perhaps @atthelamppost @thenewleeland @jellyfitzjelly @moonprincess92 @nael-opale @ibonekoen @nerdygirl2888 @oh-nostalgiaa would?

[xoxochb]

guys I think I finally found a theme to change to

[readingoals]

Back in September I re-read Northanger Abbey but this time with all the annotations Lauren made. And I loved it even more the second time around! It's so fun to read and it was sooooo validating to see all her anti-John Thorpe notes lmao.

[bethanydelleman]

Mrs. Elton throwing a brag into her offer to help Jane Fairfax "I shall speak to Mr. E. The man who fetches our letters every morning (one of our men, I forget his name) shall inquire for yours too and bring them to you."

In Sense & Sensibility, the Dashwoods have £10,000 (income £500) same as Mrs. Elton and have one man and two maids. Men were taxed more heavily and more expensive. Since the Eltons have a bit more money (he has a living and some land) and have a carriage. I'm going to allow them maybe MAYBE 3 men (Butler, footman, groom).

You can remember 3 names, you pretentious pretender.