#mr konevi

[sapphoschoices]

Ngl, the Desire & Decorum family is kind of wild it you really think about it and it's even worse if you marry Annabelle, get Briar with Edmund, employ Mr Konevi and adopt all the animals

Like there's MC

MCs younger half brother Harry Foredale

MCs older step brother/Harry's half brother Edmund Marlcaster

MCs childhood best friend, ex-ladies maid, and current step-sister-in-law, Briar Daly

Edmunds ex-fiance who is now his and MCs sister in law after marrying their younger brother, Theresa Sutton

Harry's ex-fiance who is now (in spirit) married to his older half-sister MC, Annabelle Parsons

MC and Harry's grandmother, Dowager Countess #1, Dominique Foredale

Edmunds and Harry's mother, Dowager #2, Countess Henrietta

MCs legal lavender marriage husband, Bartholomew Chambers

Their barrister??, Yusuf Konevi

A horse, an pug (which I'm pretty sure would not have looked like that at the time), and some random baby deer???

Plus if you get Mr Harper and Cordelia together, you then also have

MCs wife (in spirits) sister and the estates ex-master of horses, and they're married with a whole baby on the way

Wild

[gutsfics]

Mr Chambers It Is Your Own Wedding. Sneak Off With Mr Konevi. Its Only Fair

[queerchoicespb]

no time to go in depth but mc and Annabelle's kids would also 100% be Mr chambers and konevi's kids. they'll be the smug mfers with two moms and two dads and not understand why they can't brag about it in public when they're younger

that is all :)

[masked-alien-lesbian]

Omg they're so cute!! May actually spend diamonds to get them together and I haven't done that since D&D on Mr. Chambers and Mr. Konevi

[peonyblossom]

What's a random gay ship of yours? It can be anyone within the app

okay not Choices but still PB are Mia x Katherine and Ezra x Wes !!!! I love them sooooo much

From Desire & Decorum i’m a big fan of mr. chambers and mr. konevi . the lavender marriage between mc and mr. chambers if you romance annabelle is so underrated !!!!

also whatever the fuck mal and tyril have going on? i support it

[storyofmychoices]

SpreadJoy #383: spreading positivity with quotes and @playchoices characters. Quote in edit by Bamigboye Olurotimi

[alccaddsccup]

The Proposal (chapter 2)

this is part two of my fic The Proposal

Miss Parsons x Mc

Mr Konevi x Mr Chambers

warnings: smut and some angst 

lmk if u would like to be tagged in future desire and decorum fics or have any suggestions for me!

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Mr Konevi sighs as he discards a letter on the desk before him. Mr Chambers rushes over and places his hands on his shoulders “What’s the matter Yusuf? Please tell me it’s good news” Mr Konevi runs a hand over his tired face and squeezes Mr Chambers’ hand briefly

“Another rejection. It seems no one in the whole of London requires my services anymore” Mr Konevi crosses the drawing room to sit on one of the loungers and gazes hopelessly into the fire

“Don’t say it”

“I have to go back” Mr Konevi interrupts “I cannot afford to stay in England for much longer” Mr Chambers kneels before him and grasps his hands tightly

“Please, don’t leave me. I can pay for you to continue living here” Mr Konevi strokes Mr Chambers’ cheek and gazes into his eyes adoringly “You know it’s not that easy. My mother needs the income I provide” Mr Chambers hangs his head in resignation then sits beside Mr Konevi, not daring to let his hands go

“When will you be leaving?”

“The next ship leaves in two days’ time” one hand shoots up to Mr Chambers’ mouth and he lets out a sob before enveloping Mr Konevi in a fierce hug and burying his head in his chest. Mr Konevi strokes Mr Chambers’ head gently “I should only be gone for a few months. Just to see my mother through the winter” Mr Chambers wipes at his eyes and pulls away from Mr Konevi

“Well, I suppose we’d best tell our wives” The pair get up and walk to the parlour where Annabelle is attempting to teach Clara a new dance.

“No! It’s left, together, hop then right, together” Annabelle giggles at Clara, who has yet to master the dance. She holds her hands out to her

“Right, let’s take it from the top again” Annabelle tugs on Clara’s hands slightly stronger than she intended which sends Clara crashing into her. She gazes down to her lover and the pair are just about to kiss when…

“Ahem. Sorry to interrupt ladies” They spring apart and Annabelle smooths out her dress as Clara looks away blushing “We have some rather… unfortunate news to share” It’s then that Clara notices the red circles under Mr Chambers’ eyes

“What’s the matter, sir? You seem rather upset” Mr Chambers looks to Mr Konevi before continuing

“I suppose I am. Mr Konevi must leave for the Ottoman empire, in two days from now”

“But that means-“

“I’ll be going with him” Annabelle’s head begins to spin and she reaches out to Clara who is frozen in shock

“You must forgive me miss, for I could not have foreseen the current state of my employment” Annabelle nods weakly at Mr Konevi before releasing Clara to sit on one of the sofas in the parlour. She fiddles with the ring gifted to her by Clara on their wedding day

“Thank you for letting me know sir. I suppose I had best start packing” the gentlemen bow to the pair and exit the parlour. Shortly after, Clara sits beside Annabelle and takes her hands in her own

“Oh Annabelle, this is all my fault. I never should’ve encouraged you to marry him”

“Nonsense, my love, it was I who made the decision” Clara rests her head on Annabelle’s shoulder and sniffles quietly. Annabelle pulls her closer whilst stroking her hair gently and the pair sit in saddened silence for a few moments. When they finally pull away, Clara notices that Annabelle’s eyes are watery like her own. She stands and holds her hand out

“This won’t do. We cannot sit here wallowing, wasting the precious time we have together” She pulls Annabelle up from where she was sitting, holding her hand tightly

“Come with me and I promise I will ease your sadness” Annabelle smiles weakly at her before letting herself be led through the endless halls of Edgewater. After several twists and turns and a long climb up a staircase, Annabelle realises where she is being led

“You’re taking me to the spire” Clara doesn’t respond until she ascends the final stair

“This is where one of my happiest memories is. I thought we could share in each other’s company before…” she trails off, not wanting to remind Annabelle of her impending trip. Annabelle kisses her cheek

“I think that’s a wonderful idea Clara” They sit themselves by the window and gaze out into the clear night sky. Clara points to a cluster of stars

“Do you remember that constellation?”

“How could I forget? That’s our constellation” Annabelle sighs dejectedly “I wonder what the stars look like in the Ottoman Empire” Clara turns to her and turns Annabelle’s face with her hand

“Hush now Annabelle, you are not there yet. Please allow me to spend an evening in your arms without thinking of your departure” Annabelle’s eyes dart to Clara’ lips before meeting her eyes. She leans closer, until the pair are only centimetres apart

“Very well then my love” She leans in to place a delicate kiss on Clara’s lips but as she goes to pull away, Clara pulls her closer by the waist and catches her lower lip between her teeth. Their tongues swirl together as they explore each other’s mouths. After a few heated seconds, the pair pull apart and rest their foreheads together breathing heavily

“Should we take this further?” Annabelle asks, her words barely a whisper

“Why do you think I took you up here” Clara trails a line of kisses down Annabelle’s neck before placing a smattering of kisses across the curve of her breasts and she sighs in pleasure. Annabelle guides Clara’s mouth back towards her own but suddenly, Clara pulls away from her and stands

“What’s the matter Clara?” she smiles flirtatiously at Annabelle and a gentle warmth spreads across her face

“I thought I might give you a show” As she says this, she begins to unlace her dress painstakingly slowly in front of Annabelle who gazes at her with eager eyes. She reaches her hands out to assist her but Clara steps out of her reach

“Just watch, I promise it will be worth it” Annabelle huffs but complies with Clara’s request and she resumes her performance, now unlacing her corset with practiced ease. Once she is fully undressed, Annabelle drinks in the sight of her; she would never get used to seeing such beauty. Her gaze finally meets Clara’s, and she gazes back with unbridled desire.

“What do you make of me?” Clara trails a hand down the centre of her chest and Annabelle’s eyes follow the movement

“You are just as perfect as the first night we spent together” she stands and pulls Clara to her who immediately begins to undress Annabelle, placing kisses on every inch of exposed skin. When the pair of them are bare, they sink down to the padded bench and lose themselves in the feel of each other’s mouth. Annabelle traces delicate lines across Clara’s breasts and she sighs in delight before gently coaxing Annabelle to recline on the bench and whispering in her ear

“Let me take care of you” As she says this, she trails a hand up Annabelle’s inner thigh, barely ghosting over where she needs her then making small circles with her fingers. A beautifully vivid blush rises up Annabelle’s neck and her eyes widen  

“Clara I need you!” Clara begins to trail a fiery line of kisses down her flushed skin until she reaches just below her navel; she stops to meet Annabelle’s eyes, which are dark with desire, before placing a gentle kiss on her centre which encourages a lustful moan from her. Clara swipes her tongue against Annabelle before pushing her tongue further inside and quickening her pace. Annabelle places her hand on Clara’s head and pulls her impossibly closer, rocking her hips all the while, enjoying the pleasurable sensations her lover provides

“Oh, I’m so close” At Annabelle’s exclamation, Clara increases her already relentless pace which pushes Annabelle over the edge only moments after the increase in speed and she lets out a chorus of moans. Clara runs her hands delicately up and down Annabelle’s thighs whilst she recovers from the pleasurable release then crawls up her body to rest her head on her chest

“I shall miss that tongue when I am in the Ottoman Empire” Clara swats at her arm

“Don’t say that”

“What? It’s true, it will be but one of the many things I will miss about you” Clara raises her head to look Annabelle in the eyes

“You cannot miss me yet Annabelle, for you are still here” Annabelle places a sweet kiss upon Clara’s lips before stroking her face and she leans into the tender touch

“I know my love, we shall make the most of every second we have together” Clara, who was satisfied with her response, returns to her reclined position with her head on Annabelle’s chest and one arm draped over her torso. But from this place, she cannot see the silent tears that slip down her lover’s face

[carinavet]

I’ve been thinking about Desire and Decorum again and I’m still salty about constraints of the medium making us miss out on some prime shenanigans.

So for those of you who don’t know, Desire and Decorum is an Edwardian visual romance novel on the Choices app. You play as a woman, and there are four love interests, one of whom, Miss Parsons, is also a woman. You have to get married to a man of a certain social standing for Important Plot Reasons, so if you go her route, there is a convenient gay man, Mr Chambers, who says, “Hey, we can have a marriage of convenience that’ll be mutually beneficial, and I won’t make a fuss about you looking for love outside of marriage if you don’t make a fuss about my boyfriend.”

Now, because of the nature of the beast, the main plot doesn’t really differ depending on which love interest you go with. The four LI’s feature heavily as your good friends throughout, and Mr Chambers and his boyfriend, Mr Konevi, are around as sort of friendly acquaintances as long as you’re nice to them.

But I really wish there had been time to make Mr Chambers and Mr Konevi feature more heavily if you decide to marry Mr Chambers.

For one thing, I want to be friends with my “husband”. Marriage of convenience or no, relationships outside of the marriage or no, we still have to live together and tie up our finances, inheritances, holdings, titles, etc. We might as well be actual friends and not just somewhat friendly roommates.

For another, it’d alter Miss Parsons’ storyline. Whether you romance her or not, over the course of the story she decides that she doesn’t want to get married to a man, not any man, and while she doesn’t tell her father that it’s because she’s a lesbian, she does fight with him over her right to become an old maid if she chooses.

And while I very much am proud of her for doing so, I’d also love to see her “marry” Mr Konevi. It’d give everyone involved the excuse of having a respectable marriage, and since Mr Konevi already works for me it’d make sense for me to provide lodging to him and his “wife”. Which leads me to:

Shenanigans!

We start with a double wedding. Only our closest friends know who is actually marrying whom. The brides stand back to back, ever so slightly touching as they say their vows. The grooms look over the brides’ shoulders to say theirs. Everyone gets to wear actual wedding attire, and everyone gets a say in decor and the like. We all have the same anniversary, so every year we all celebrate together in public, and then pair off with our actual spouses in private.

The four of us live together in marital bliss: there’s my character, and there’s my wife, and there’s my husband, and there’s my husband’s husband who’s also my wife’s husband. Legally and socially, we’re two proper couples who are all the best of friends. Privately, we’re two very improper couples who are all the best of friends. And I’ve cultivated a good enough relationship with my servants that I can trust in their discretion.

Children make things a little more complicated. None of us are having any natural children (unless we all decide to make a HUGE personal sacrifice that I just don’t see happening), but adoption is an option. My estate needs an heir no matter what, and while I COULD name my brother’s children, I think all four of us would be interested in having children of our own. We’d have to decide which set of parents would be the legal guardians of which children, but just because the kids don’t call all four of us “mother” or “father”, that doesn’t mean that in a practical sense all of the kids don’t have four parents. After all, it takes a village, right?

[officialchoicestrash]

Me Deciding to Make the Entire Desire and Decorum Crew? It’s More Likely Than You Think!

Mr Yusef Konevi

Miss Theresa Sutton

Mr Edmund Marlcaster

Miss Felicity Holloway

Viscount Harry Foredale

Earl Vincent of Edgewater

Miss Cordelia Parsons

Viscount Westonly

Viscountess Lavinia

Dowager Countess Dominique

Mr Tristan Richards

Sir Gideon Payne

Mary

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For the main gang, click here!

[gutsfics]

i get why annabelle doesnt want to marry a man, but it would make sense if she married mr konevi. have a beard thats her partner's beard's partner. it would make things easier for everyone plus also get her dad off her back

[death-and-desires]

Oof that's sooo wholesome!!!

Just my husband with his husband

Walking in a park

Hand in hand

Thinking of starting a family

[scgdoeswhat]

I'M NOT CRYING.

YOU'RE CRYING.

[monaownsmyass]

Mr. Chambers x Mr. Konevi

vomit / don’t ship / ok / cute / adorable / sexy / perfect / beyond flawless / hot damn / screaming and crying /i will ship them in hell

I just love regency gays. They all sound so in love. I love the set up between Mr. Chambers x Mr. Konevi and Miss Parsons x MC too. Wlw/Mlm solidarity at its finest.

[tyrilofstarfury]

me when bertrand and savannah got engaged at my wedding:

me going out of my way to spend diamonds to support mr. konevi and mr. chambers on getting married:

[angiectasie]

/!\ SPOILER DESIRE & DECORUM BOOK 3 /!\

i'm not crying, you are ;-;

[alccaddsccup]

The Proposal (chapter 3)

this is the final part of my series the proposal

chapter one can be found here

chapter two can be found here

miss parsons x mc

mr konevi x mr chambers

warnings: angst and fluff

tag list: @ineedskyecrandall

lmk if you want to be added to the tag list or have any suggestions for me!

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Clara sits at the drawing room table with her head in her hands. She doesn’t take note of the presence in the room until a pair of sturdy arms envelop her

“I can’t believe they’re gone already” Mr Chambers’ voice cracks slightly and tears soon follow. Clara buries her face into his chest as she returns the embrace. No words are needed to express the sorrow that the two of them share and they stay like that for some time, only feeling slightly comforted in their shared emotions

After a few moments longer, Mr Chambers disentangles himself to sit opposite Clara and stares at his hands laced together upon the table. This gives Clara the perfect opportunity to study the man before her. His eyes are bloodshot and his hair is barely groomed; one of the lapels of his blazer is upturned and he looks utterly despondent. Clara wonders if she also looks in such a sorry state but cannot bring herself to even look in a mirror for more than a few seconds. Every time she catches sight of herself it reminds her of her wife. Those lips were ones that Annabelle would kiss, those cheeks were ones that she would stroke and Clara knows that Annabelle would rush her to the vanity immediately if she could see the condition of her cosmetics. But she cannot keep the sadness at bay for more than a few minutes, and so the tracks of tears are well worn into her face.

The uncomfortable silence is broken by Mr Marcalster rushing into the room, almost out breath

“I’ve done it, fetch them at once!” He waves a piece of paper in the air with a triumphant grin and an almost manic look in his eye. Mr Chambers doesn’t seem to have even heard the exclamation as he continues to stare down at the table

“Sir, what are you talking about?” Mr Marlcaster places the paper before them and Clara studies it intensely but cannot make sense of the scribbles. Mr Chambers takes the paper into his hands and reads through with a furrowed brow, it seems as though he does not understand either. After a few moments Mr Marlcaster sighs

“I’ve managed to rework the estates finances. We have enough money to spare for the full-time employment of Mr Konevi; Although we do have to cut back on the number of horses we use to pull the Edgewater carriages” Mr Chambers’ eyes widen, gleaming with a spark of hope, but soon return to their teary state

“It is too late sir, the pair of them have already left for the docks” Mr Marlcaster checks his pocket watch with a grin

“I believe the ship departs in about half of an hour” Clara springs up from her chair and, without waiting for Mr Chambers, rushes to the stables. She immediately begins preparing a horse for the ride down to the docks and Mr Harper jumps up in surprise

“Is everything all right my lady?” He retrieves the saddle hanging on the wall and helps Clara with the horse

“I need to get to the docks immediately, Mr Marlcaster has found a way for Annabelle to stay here!”

“That’s great news, I wish you luck on your journey” With that, Clara leaves the stable atop the horse and navigates her way through the busy London streets; trying her best to do so with haste.

When she approaches the dock, the first thing she notices is the gargantuan ship towering over the bustling crowd below. The wooden hull creaks ominously and if this were any other time, Clara would take a moment to marvel at the huge vessel and wonder how something so large stayed afloat. But she was on a mission to find her wife and she would not stop until she had done so.

Once she had handed her horse over to a stable hand, Clara rushes into the crowd but before she makes it very far, she hears a deep voice shout out “All aboard”

Clara feels her heart hammering in her chest, if she could not find Annabelle, she would not see her again for a year at least. She barges her way through the crowd, not caring who she knocks into until a familiar voice sounds beside her

“They’re over there” Mr Chambers points somewhere far off in the crowd. He had finally made it to the docks and being so much taller than Clara, he easily spots the pair. The both of them try to make it through the crowd as quickly as possible, looking rather undignified as they push and shove those around them. At one point Clara loses track of Mr Chambers, but she does not have time to go back for him so she forges ahead. When she finally approaches the ship, she can see Annabelle and Mr Konevi making their way up the boarding ramp and so she shouts as loudly as she can

“Annabelle!” her wife turns her head wildly, trying desperately to locate the source of the call. Clara waves her arms and shouts again and she finally gets spotted, although she was spotted by the wrong person

“What are you doing miss?” The crewman looks disdainfully at her “A dignified lady like yourself should not be causing such a scene” Clara barely registers what the man is saying as she peers round him to look at the ramp, but Annabelle is nowhere to be seen

“Excuse me sir, is there a problem here?” Clara cannot control the grin that breaks out across her face as she instantly recognises the voice as belonging to Mr Konevi. Annabelle stands just behind him, her expression mirroring Clara’s

“This woman is causing quite a ruckus”

“Do you mean the admirable Countess of Edgewater?” Mr Konevi raises a questioning eyebrow at the crewman whose face goes slack in horror

“I beg pardon milady; I hadn’t realised who I was speaking to. Please, don’t mind me” he bows courteously before departing from the trio. Annabelle turns to Clara with a nervous yet hopeful gleam in her eye

“Have you come to rescue us from our lonely fate?”

“Well, yes actually!” Annabelle’s eyes widen in surprise and Mr Konevi’s brow furrows

“Mr Marlcaster has found a way for you both to stay here in England!” At that moment Mr Chambers comes rushing over and pulls Mr Konevi into a brief, yet fierce embrace.

“Yusuf, you do not have to leave me” Mr Konevi smiles fondly at his husband

“It seems I will not be going anywhere after all” the pair depart, walking so close that their hands keep bumping into each other. Clara turns to Annabelle who has an unreadable expression

“Annabelle, are you feeling alright?” Without saying a word, she grabs Clara firmly by the arm and hurries down the busy streets of London taking several twisting turns before reaching a narrow alleyway, barely wide enough to fit two people in

“What are we doing here?” Clara turns to Annabelle with a deeply confused expression, but before she can get an answer, her lips are parted by a passionate kiss from her wife. She quickly loses herself in the feel of such beautiful lips upon her own and she brings her arms up to her lover’s neck, looping round loosely and pulling Annabelle impossibly closer. After a few moments of bliss, the pair pull apart just barely, so that their foreheads still touch

“I was going to miss you so much” Annabelle whispers breathlessly

“You do not have to miss me any longer my love” Clara places a final delicate kiss on Annabelle’s lips before pulling away

“Shall we head back to our townhouse?” Annabelle smiles at how Clara references the house as belonging to her as well, despite the fact she did not own any of Clara’s property

“I think that sounds wonderful” the pair depart for the townhouse, with arms looped and shoulders brushing