#mr. darcy eat your heart out

[kiissme]

@aconites​​, — roselyn

𝘽𝙀𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀 𝙉𝘼𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙉, 𝙍𝙊𝙎𝙀𝙇𝙔𝙉 never believed in true love. with her mother dying from an illness when she was just a child and her heartbroken father taking his life shortly after, love never felt like something she could truly grasp. after the death of her parents, the blonde had been placed under the care of her uncle and from a young age, the older man had told her that she should start preparing to be a dutiful, poised wife for when she was an adult. as she was an heiress, her father had given strict orders in his will that for her to collect her dowry, she was to wed when she turned twenty-one to someone with a high title. at first, the femme played her part, not believing that the love she read in novels was real anyway; that life was nothing but a role she was supposed to follow, to wed a man who was deemed fit and to bare his children and perhaps if she hadn’t met nathan, she would have been content with that life. that all changed when they crossed paths. she was enchanted by him from the moment they first spoke and with time she fell completely, madly in love with him. she dreamt of a life that they would run away together and be happy. truly, blissfully happy. unfortunately that all came crashing down when her uncle announced she would wed his brother charlie instead. she didn’t even have time to process or respond to the news, quickly being directed to get ready for tonight’s event and before she had the chance to tell the man she adored what was happening, the news was broadcast by her insufferable uncle. luckily their families were too busy celebrating to notice rose pulling nathan into an unoccupied room upstairs shortly after. ❝ is that really what you think of me? that this was an act? that i don’t love you? ❞ sadness was written all over her face and she was trying her hardest to stop the tears from forming. she hated that he thought so lowly of himself, that he didn’t see what she saw when she looked at him. ❝ i don’t want to marry him!  i want to be with you.❞

          He didn’t want to believe it. Nathan’s happiest moments that came to mind was solely with Rose. His Rose. Living his life here had been...strained, to say the least. Wishing his mother had taken a stand and kept him to her, not disillusioned that she couldn’t provide him a richer life, but that his father and his family could. But they did not often give him love or affection. He did not know the true meaning of it, of what he perceived as unconditional love...until Roselyn came into his life. And oh, she was beautiful. Not only toward her outwardly appearance, though God in heaven, did she have such beauty, but inwardly as well. There was such a warmth to her that Nathan craved to be around her, as if she were the sun and he in a perpetual state of winter and cold, desperately seeking her warmth. How could he so firmly believe that she wanted him? Him? When it was clear, at least in his eyes, she would always be destined for his brother? Ironically the only member of his father’s family that showed him any type of familial love throughout the years, that had been kind to him to the point where even now, he could not hate him, outright. Deep brown doe eyes looked to her, breath hitched as his heart twinged with the pain of...heartbreak. “...Rose... For you to love me.... That... That is something that is beyond my standing... Beyond my wishes... A dream, the sweetest dream possible. I can scarcely believe my luck whenever those sweet words pass your even sweeter lips, I...” He paused, throat tightened as his words strained, and whens he said the words, those words, he let out a soft, shaky breath and closed his eyes. She didn’t want to marry Charlie, she wanted to be with h i m. Oh, the elation that filled his chest as he opened them again, yet the sadness in his eyes remained as his hands cupped her face, a small little smile on his lips. “I’m sorry, my love. I’m sorry to have doubted this between us, but with how the world is, I could not help but feel it as soon as the engagement was announced. I’m sorry for letting the dark thoughts enter and take over my mind, to think what we feel wasn’t real but a farce. You are too good for me, to think such a woman would want me to claim her, love her, and I sincerely and utterly do.” She was still engaged to his brother, though his words had comforted that it was not of her choice. He kissed her, lips flush against hers and eyes closed o surrender toward it. The soft feeling of her against his, swarming in his head, the taste of her... “Oh, God, I love you,” he whispered against her lips, in between feverish kisses. “I love you, I love you.”

[danikamariewrites]

The Hand Thing (SMUT)

Eris x reader

Note: I feel like this is unnecessarily long but I will never pass up an opportunity to drool over Eris soooo that’s whats’s happening here. I’m also a huge slut for Mr. Darcy and the hand flex video came up on my TikTok so blame pride & prejudice for this one. This is part of the Corrupt story and I have linked Kisses and Romance Books :)

Warnings: mentions of oral sex, fingering

Eris’s hands are enchanting to watch. They’re strong and powerful, directing the Autumn army as their general and wielding the fire that runs fiercely through his veins.

They’re elegant in the way he writes, his calligraphy nothing less than perfect. Elegant in the way he ties and buttons his clothes.

But those slender, pale freckled fingers are most enchanting when they hold you. You feel so at peace in Eris’s embrace. His hands mold perfectly to the curves of your body, gripping your hips and the nape of your neck. They make you feel at home when he rubs circles on your back and threads his fingers through your hair. And when you're cold or in pain, Eris uses the fire in his veins to comfort you, heating his hands.

Now, sitting across from Eris at his grand oak desk, you watch as Eris flexes his fingers as he thinks. Balling his fist, resting his chin on the top of it as he lets out a sigh.

You just wanted to reach out and hold the tense limb. To press soft kisses across his knuckles. As you continue to think about your mates hands your thoughts divulge into dirty and depraved. Wanting more than him to hold you. Wanting…no.

You two haven’t done more than kissing and Eris eating you out. Your cheeks heat at the thought of your activities from a few days ago. While the feeling of his mouth against your pussy was euphoric, you couldn’t help but think about his hands squeezing at your things. The small bruises he left behind from how hard he dug the tips of his fingers into your flesh.

Letting out another aggravated sigh Eris leans against his high back chair. Not noticing that you’ve been staring intently at him for the last thirty minutes.

His hooded gaze traveled from the papers in front of him to your untouched book.

Those beautiful amber eyes landed on your face, noticing how your bottom lip was pulled between your teeth. Your own gaze focused on his large hands. “Something on your mind, little fox.” Eris teases. You let out a hum, snapping back to yourself. “Sorry my love, did you say something?”

Eris smirked at the airiness in your voice, flexing his hand, rubbing his jaw. You noticed the veins bulge a little on the back of his hand. Eris noticed what you were honed in on finally. His smirk grows at the realization.

His fingers curl, beckoning you to him. Plopping yourself in his lap you don’t hesitate to hold the hand that’s been your focus for the past hour. You lightly run your fingers across his palm and tracing up his fingers. Eris watches you with a love sick look plastered on his face.

He was already taken with you when you first met, but after becoming mates Eris knew he was done for. He couldn’t get enough of you. The male was truly in love with you.

“I want to know what they feel like.” You say, your voice just above a whisper. “What what feels like, my heart?” He asks softly. Meeting Eris’s russet gaze, your cheeks heat. Your lips part slightly as you try to get your words out. “Don’t be embarrassed heart, you can tell me anything. Promise.”

Inhaling deeply through your nose you let out a sigh. “I-I want your fingers, like in my romance novels. But like that thing you did with your mouth,” you rambled on, the signs of Eris’s arousal going over your head. The male could only stare at you wide eyed, lips slightly parted. The hand that rests on your hip tenses, grabbing your attention. “What?” You ask innocently.

Eris shook his head, still in disbelief. He was so proud of you for asking for something instead of waiting for him to show you. Slowly but surely he corrupting his sweet innocent mate. Making you needy for him and him alone.

“I’m happy. Happy that you trust me and want to explore these things with me.” You light up at his words, holding his hand to your chest. Batting your eyelashes at Eris you ask, “Can we now? I want Er, so bad.” You punctuated your words with a pout. Mother above, this is not going to make what Eris has to say next hard.

He folds your hands in his warm ones, bringing them to his lips, placing soft kisses across your knuckles. “Unfortunately we can’t right now, little fox.” You frown damn near broke his heart. “I have to finish work but tonight, I promise. Ok?” You nod and he pecks your lips as a thank you.

——

After dinner you wait for Eris in his bed chambers. You had brought extra clothes for tomorrow so you wouldn’t have to creep back to your rooms in the morning. Even though you were right next to him. Still, you didn’t want to be spotted in your nightgown by the maids.

You perched yourself on the middle of his large bed, picking at the soft cream comforter as you waited. The bond in your chest thrummed. Eris was close. As he got closer and closer you felt that wonderful warm sensation grow. The first door opened and you perked up with excitement.

As he opened the bedroom door you jumped off the bed, running and flinging yourself into his arms. Eris scooped you up effortlessly, hugging you to his chest as he walked back to the bed. Laying you down Eris propped himself on his elbows above you. He leans down, pressing a kiss to your lips. He feels your smile against his lips, using his tongue to prod your lips open.

Pulling away Eris presses kisses to your cheeks and nose. “You look exquisite little fox.” He murmurs, eyes drifting down your cleavage to the lace and silk clinging to your form. His fingers lightly tracing your thighs that are still sporting bruises, though faint, from the last time he was between your legs. “Are you ready?” Eris breathed out.

“Yes,” you practically whine. Smirking, Eris slowly moves down your body. Running his hands up and down your thighs, the tips of his fingers flirting with the hem of your nightgown. “Please.” You beg him.

Eris pushes the silk up past your belly button pressing more kisses against your hips. Closing your eyes at the sensation you miss his hand move to your clothed core. Eris starts to rub your clit in small circles. You suck in a sharp breath, your hips jolting.

As soon as Eris could feel the wet spot on your panties grow he sticks his hand down your panties. His rough fingers touch your clit and you gasp. Your eyes flutter open to watch his movements. “Off,” you moan.

“What was that little fox?” Eris teased. “Take them off, p-please.” Another moan slipping between your tightly pulled lips. “Of course little fox.” Eris pulled your panties down with ease, tossing them to the floor.

His fingers return to your pussy, running his fingers through your wet folds. A growl sounds from Eris’s throat at feeling this new part of you. Last time Eris had neglected to dip his fingers in you, obsessed with the taste of you.

Eris slid one of his fingers inside you. Curling against your walls to get you used to the feel of him. And the feel of him was amazing. Much better than your own and even better than what you had imagined Eris’s fingers would be like this afternoon.

You go limp against the bed, your hands grabbing at his broad shoulders. You moan as he adds another finger pushing all the way in to his knuckles. “Eris, that feels so good.” You breathe out.

He drops his face to your neck, licking and nipping to keep you stimulated. Your hands fly to his hair to tug at the firey strands.

As his fingers curl against your g-spot you feel his thumb press hard against your clit. Your mouth opens in a silent scream. Eris rubs your clit as he keeps thrusting his fingers. A moan falls from your open mouth right next to his. “So tight fox. You’re doing so good for me.”

You squeeze around his fingers making Eris groan. That feeling at the bottom of your stomach growing, a knot about to snap as Eris keeps pleasing you. “P-please Eris, please, please let me cum. Your fingers feel so good, please.”

Cauldron, your sweet begging is going to be the end of him. Eris loved you like this.

“Go ahead sweet fox. Let go, I got you.” He says sweetly. A few more pumps of his fingers had you coming all over his perfect hand.

Coming down from your high you hugged Eris to your chest. Not ready to let go of him just yet. His weight comforting on top of you. Eris pulled his fingers from you, lightly kissing up your jaw as he sat up. You watch with wide doe eyes as Eris licks his fingers clean of you.

You grab his hand, attempting to pull it back down to you but he was unmoving. “More,” you whimper. Your eyelids looked heavy as you blinked up at him. How were you so tired from just this, he thought to himself. Cauldron, what would you be like the day he actually ruins you with his cock?

“Not tonight, little fox. Let’s get you cleaned up and in bed yeah,” Eris scoops you into his arms, carrying you to the bathroom. Ready to pamper you and keep you in his arms all night.

[wannab-urs]

Outtakes - Monsterfucking

AO3 | Kofi | Main Masterlist | The Spreadsheet Masterlist

Howdy folks!

Here's a list of fics I've read where either the Pedro boy, the reader, or everyone involved is a monster of some sort.

Summaries and tags are, in most cases, provided by the author - please be sure to read them as some of these fics may have content you do not wish to read.

Pedro boys currently included are: Joel Miller, Ezra, Din Djarin, Dave York, Marcus Pike, Dieter Bravo, Jack Daniels, Frankie Morales, Oberyn Martell, Max Phillips, and Tim Rockford.

updated 5/24/2024

Demon

Met the Devil Last Night

Joel one shot by @pedgito

I made a joke about wanting to screw dirt-covered Joel even if he was deep in the trenches of hell and...well, yeah. This is pure filth and nothing else. Porn with minuscule plot, if you will

fem!reader, demon!joel, no specific age gap since dude is a literal demon, but reader is early 20s and I picture Joel to be his younger self (around 36), mentions of su*cidal ideations, this all a completely made up concept pls don't come for me about rituals, ect i will cry. virgin!reader, reader's father is a priest and horrible (just a total douche)/mother isn't alive, spitting, oral, unprotected piv, blood drinking, competency kink, innocence kink, mutual masturbation

In Every Lifetime

Ezra series by @xdaddysprincessxx

It’s fall of 1974 in your quiet small town of Chesterfield when everything falls apart. Or is it the beginning?

Reader is mid to late 20s, witchcraft, tarot, yes the witchy things depicted in this is real witchcraft things, use of Latin

Common Courtesies

Din one shot by @juletheghoul

Pride and Prejudice vibes but Mr. Darcy is a sex demon

**pussy-eating** language, age-gap (legal, reader is of age) dirty talk, supernatural elements, sexist society, sexist comments from readers father

Solum

Dave York one shot by @ezrasbirdie

Are you lost?" Your heart seizes with fear at the deep rumbling voice, head jerking to look in the direction it came from. It’s too dark. You can’t see anything. "Who’s—who’s there?" You ask, hoping you sound braver than you feel. "You didn’t answer my question,” it said. “Are you lost?' You swallow. You shouldn’t be here. You’ve never stepped foot in this building before today. You have no business here. But lost? No. You’re exactly where you set out to be.

SMUT, dubious consent [reader wants to be with him, but he's a demon so you know—it's a little influenced]—dead dove, this is horror and Dave York is an actual demon who kills people, graphic violence, body horror, a dash of blood kink, oral sex

Sell My Soul For You

Marcus P one shot by @absurdthirst

During girls night out, you accidentally dial your boyfriend, Marcus Pike. He hears you complain about how vanilla your sex life is and that you need to him to be more dominant. Marcus proves he’s willing to do anything to please you, even if the cost is his soul.

Angst, hurt feelings, demon possession, dominant!Marcus, oral (male and female receiving), face fucking, spanking, pussy slapping, spitting, fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, bondage/handcuffs, anal play, double penetration (fingers and cock), soft aftercare.

Incubus

Crawling Back to You

Dieter one shot by @prolix-yuy

Have you no idea that you're in deep?

religious corruption kink, bastardizing prayers, brief drug use, mentions of alcohol consumption, grinding, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, breaking a hymen, descriptions of blood, biting and drawing blood, pheromone incubus anatomy, size difference/kink like whoa, monster transformation, monster fucking, PiV sex, wildly unrealistic sex, kind of dubious consent in the way that she has no idea what she's getting into so Dieter checks in A LOT, consent is sexy and monsters especially should ask for it, Reader has no idea what she's doing when it comes to summoning an incubus.

Dream Within a Dream

Ezra one shot by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

Your dreams have become the escape from your draining life. When you discover you are not alone in your dreamworld, will all the aspects lacking in your waking life be fulfilled by your handsome companion?

dream fucking, loss of virginity, depictions and deviations of supernatural lore, erotic gore

Cryptid

Mothman Fever

Joel one shot by @beskarandblasters

You and your friends head to Point Pleasant, West Virginia in late September for the Mothman Festival. And that’s where you meet Joel Miller, a fellow Mothman enthusiast. But once you spend some time alone with him you realize that he’s not who he says he is.

Smut, canon divergence, semi-public sex, alcohol, no outbreak, pet names (luna), oral sex (female receiving), vaginal fingering, PiV sex, sex pollen, dubcon, monsterfucking

Oh, Honey

Joel series by @lincolndjarin

you’ve been given a gift. a fresh start in a brand new place, the sleepy little town of Honey, WV. a distant aunt has passed away and left you a little plot of land and her camper, the stars must be aligning for you because the local mortician is looking for an assistant and you’re desperate for the work experience. your new employer even offers to set you up with her brother-in-law! things are looking up, you’ve got a brand new home, a new town, a hot date, (and thanks to a series of bear attacks that started immediately after your arrival) you have more than enough work to keep you busy!

Soulmates AU, eventual smut, teratophilia, graphic descriptions of violence, explicit descriptions of menstruation, graphic descriptions of the mortuary process, horror, depictions of extreme fear, body horror, graphic depictions of death, eldritch horror. this is a monster fucker fic, proceed accordingly

Sanguine

ˆEzra one shot by marisferasiop

since being turned as a boy into- whatever liminal state of cryptid he is now- Ezra has walked this earth ageless and alone, never finding his place or a partner for long. He interrupts your meal in the city one evening, and brings you home to strike up a deal; feed from him, alone, and keep one another safe from discovery. The fact that he finds his purpose under the soft graze of your teeth and home between your thighs is a nice side effect.

lots of blood, smut, soft yearning sweet boy Ezra, mapuche mythology and monsters, schmoop. Ezra is a subby little sap in this.

Tentacles

MDKT Sex Pollen

Joel one shot by @theywhowriteandknowthings

Your patrol with Joel goes a little sideways

Dead Dove Do Not Eat/DDDNI, noncon/heavy dubcon, body horror, tentacles, mouth r*pe, double/triple penetration, bondage, non-consensual bondage, choking, deep throating, pheromones, sex pollen, tentacles, mind fuck/mind break, brainwashing, guilt, trauma, trauma bonding. Let me know if I missed anything.

Taungsdays, am I right?

Din one shot by @theywhowriteandknowthings

You awaken to find yourself and Din in an alien position.

Smut, dubcon/noncon, pheromones, tentacle sex, bondage, mind-fuck, alien sex, unprotected PiV, anal sex, double penetration, dirty talk

The Stranger the Better

Dieter one shot by @seventeenpins

Dieter gets tentacles. That's the fic.

uhhhh this one has a whole lot: importantly--TENTACLES!, lots of viscous body fluids, slight dubcon due to tentacles with a mind of their own??, buckets of cum, piv, tiv 👀, dieter is a switch, sex parasite, anal, masturbation, body horror, idk they're freaks and it's great, reader has a vulva but gendered language is not used

Dragon

Promise

Ezra one shot by @criticallyacclaimedstranger

You are taken from you village by a dragon, and he has an obscene proposition for you.

Human/Monster Romance, Monsterfucking, initial dubcon (sort of a damned if you do damned if you don't deal), dragon fucks reader, Breeding, Oviposition, Stomach Bulge, PIV Sex, Loss of Virginity, Painful Sex, Cunnilingus, Fellatio, dragon!ezra is really good with his tongue, Squirting, All's well that ends well though, seriously I don't know how to warn for this fic guys, dragon biology is weird, DON'T LOOK AT ME! Light Bondage, drugging, pet names

Werewolf

Bad Moon Rising

Jack series by @wardenparker

When a handsome stranger called Jack shows up on your struggling ranch looking for work, you’re more than happy to take him in - and into your bed, as well.Death of a parent, loss of a spouse, general family drama.

Vaginal sex, oral sex, rough sex, Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy is basically a life motto here, Gunshot wound, first aid things, blood mention, raw meat mention. Vaginal sex, oral sex, rough sex, so much cum, size kink, squirting, anal play/ass eating, monster fucking.

Shifter

SNAFU

Frankie series by @theywhowriteandknowthings

You’ve done this thousands of times, brought new teams to heel, be it in Britain, Japan, Korea, yet the States are always the hardest to wrangle, the mixture of over-hyped masculinity, the general military bravado, whatever it was, you always ran into trouble. But nothing has ever come close to the new Shifter Charlie Team, and boy, are you in for the biggest challenge of your life.

Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Shifter AU, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, eventual Frankie x reader, former Jason x Reader, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Military, Porn With Plot, Slow Burn, Pack Dynamics, Pack Cuddles, Pack Building, Strong Female Characters, strong female lead

Alien

Kudzu

Ezra one shot by @beskarberry

a familiar stranger shows up at the doorstep of your infirmary with unfamiliar wounds. You're no doctor, but masquerading as one makes you the only one in the position to save his life. Can you win out against his extraterrestrial illness, or will his new abilities stake a claim in you as well?

NON-CON/DUB-CON, human/alien hybridization, forced breeding/impregnation/birth, rough/feral sex, sex pollen, body worship, cervix penetration, cum inflation, knotting, a wisp of a/b/o. Nonsexual: wound care and dressing, hurt/comfort, a little whumpish, shootouts, blood, dumb jokes, cheesy ending

Jizz Fingers

various boys series by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

An intergalactic creampie love story.

Smut, alternate universe, aliens, crack fic, penetrative vaginal sex, creampie

Mermaid

Rises the Moon

Joel one shot by @psychedelic-ink

As the man responsible for operating the lighthouse, Joel lives a solitary life on the isolated coast. He has no complaints, enjoying the hauntingly beautiful songs that echo from the sea at night. One stormy night, he rescues a mysterious mermaid tangled in a fishing net. As you recover in the lighthouse, the two form an unlikely bond and find comfort in each other's company.

mention of joel from time to time visiting a brothel, loneliness, mermaid anatomy things, oral (fem receiving), piv, touch starved!joel and reader, mild breeding kink, squirting

Swamp Creature

Beneath the Mire

Ezra one shot by @bonezone44

You're a human-turned-swamp monster and a man crashes into your corner of the bayou.

DDDNE, Non-con somnophilia. Blowjob. Unprotected p-in-v.

Vampire

Sated

Joel one shot by @softlyspector

Joel just wants you to eat well

love as being consumed, blood drinking, smut from start to finish (piv, f!receiving oral, fingering), Joel's praise kink, talk of eating, consuming, drinking, hunger, etc, vampires you get it.

Attraction Spell

Joel one shot by @jksprincess10

Vampire Joel finds witchy reader in her shop asks her for a love spell

DDDNE, noncon/dubcon, stalking, blood play, using blood as lube, ambiguous ending, unprotected p in v, fingering, praise kink, choking, pain kink, rough sex, minimal editing.

Bleed for me

Din series by @saradika

When it's revealed that the Mand'alor is seeking a companion, you find yourself among those hoping to be chosen. A life of luxury in exchange for your blood seems a fair trade - even if you're hiding a closely-kept secret. One that would certainly put your life in danger.

vampires, alternate universe, canon divergence, blood/drinking blood, shared memories, angst, death/violence, biting, body worship, possessive!pleasure!dom!din, implied aphrodisiacs, mind meld, praise kink, oral, piv, marking

The Special One

Joel one shot by @toxicanonymity

You meet a handsome stranger on a night out with friends. The last thing you're expecting is to be chained up in his basement.

Smut, age gap, alcohol, drugging and kidnapping, chains/restraints, blood and its consumption, oral sex (female receiving), period cunnilingus, dubcon, held in captivity, reader can menstruate, male masturbation, vampire!Joel, alternate universe, dark!Joel

Vampire!Dieter

Dieter one shot by @chronically-ghosted

Interview with a vampire, gatsby style

flirting, a bit of blood, maybe dubcon due to The Thrall but i think it's safe to say we all want It from vampire!dieter, unbeta-ed because i needed to write something or someone was going to die

vamp but it's you

Everyone at this party's a vampire

Dieter one shot by @idolatrybarbie

"you look so pretty like this."

briefly discussed necrophilia, innuendo, heavy petting

Sanguine

Ezra one shot by @marisferasiop

since being turned as a boy into- whatever liminal state of cryptid he is now- Ezra has walked this earth ageless and alone, never finding his place or a partner for long. He interrupts your meal in the city one evening, and brings you home to strike up a deal; feed from him, alone, and keep one another safe from discovery. The fact that he finds his purpose under the soft graze of your teeth and home between your thighs is a nice side effect.

lots of blood, smut, soft yearning sweet boy Ezra, mapuche mythology and monsters, schmoop. Ezra is a subby little sap in this.

vamp but it's everyone

a court of fangs and foxgloves

Oberyn/Max P one shot @psychedelic-ink

After you left the court and hence Oberyn, no one is eager to forgive you for your betrayal. Especially those closest to you.

Smut, MMF threesome/orgy, voyeurism, mlm dynamics, Dom/sub dynamics, sub!Max, switch!reader, dom!Oberyn, rimming, ass play, anal sex, penetrative vaginal sex, biting, mentions of blood, vampirism

I Bite Back

One shot by me

Max Phillips is seemingly always in command, always domineering, always on top… except when he’s with you.

Dom!Reader, Bratty Sub!Max, pegging… duh. This is technically monsterfucking also lmao. Aftercare is implied because I'm implying it here, I didn't write that in. Oh also vamp!reader if you want but I don't really make that explicit

Red Right Hand

one shot by me

You and Max have dinner and then you get freaky. It’s almost too much for poor little Maxxie to handle.

Pure porn, pwp, Blood drinking (they’re both vampires), minor character death (your victim lol), murder… obviously. sub!Max, Dom!reader, unprotected PiV (they’re vampires, you are not), uhhh blasphemy probably, face riding, cum eating, Max’s vamp face, oral m! and f!receiving, overstimulation m!receiving, multiple male orgasms, refractory period nonexistent due to vampire fuckery, ass play m!receiving, praise kink, use of pet names/titles (Mistress for reader/ baby boy, pet, Maxxie, and one surprise for Max), aftercare, no use of y/n.

Only Lovers Left Alive

Joel Series by @atinylittlepain

He offers her another option between life and death. How could she refuse?

Smut, dubcon, gore, blood and bloodplay, dark themes, cowboy!vampire!Joel, set in the past, alternate universe

vamp but it's max phillips

With Cherries on Top

series by @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa

After countless late nights and giving up important things in your life for a job and a man that refuses to promote you, your family begs you to quit when you break it to them that you have to miss your grandmother’s 85th birthday. Max Phillips may have left the country an American citizen but he came back an undead vampire, meaning his status in the States is no longer valid. In order to not get deported to Romania, he tells immigration that the two of you are getting married and he strikes a deal to make it worth your while.

Smut, language, adult themes, sexual innuendos, workplace harassment, family issues, angst, hurt/comfort, manipulation

A Little Lipstick Never Hurts

Reader/Max/Dieter series by @max--phillips

Max tries to skip his morning inspection, but gets caught breaking one of the rules you set for him anyway. A punishment is in order. / Max realizes a fantasy, and you enlist Dieter Bravo to help you deliver. / You receive a very hot video from your boyfriends while you are at work. The making of said video requires Max to break some rules you'd previously set out for him. He and Dieter make it up to you very easily.

Forced Feminization, but it's consensual, Femdom, Chastity Device 24/7, D/s dynamic, Sex Toys, BDSM, reader referred to as Mistress and Ma'am, Impact Play, Riding Crop, Bondage, Anal Fingering, Pegging, Butt Plugs, Degradation, Deepthroating, face fucking, gagging, spit, ruined orgasm, Nipple Clamps, Cum Play, Cum Eating, Oral Sex, Aftercare, there is NO misgendering, Max's ass does get referred to as his pussy and his dick his clit, but that's as far as that goes, MMF, threesome, PIV, double penetration, cock cages, ball gag, choking, max is a vampire, blow jobs, sex tapes, cum swapping, rule negotiations, fluff

Reflective

series by @prolix-yuy

His management style is effective AND refreshing. And as his executive assistant, you’re partially to thank. But as your professional relationship blurs, are you getting too close to the middle manager monster of nightmares?

horror elements and themes, graphic descriptions of blood including drinking, background character un-death, violence, fingering (f-receiving), vomiting (not descriptive), descriptions of a panic attack, a dabble of sleazy coworkers, playing fast and loose with vampire lore. mirror shenanigans, fingering (f-receiving), oral sex (f-receiving), PiV sex (don’t be a fool wrap your tool), playing fast and loose with vampire lore.

Lust for a vampire

one shot by @idolatrybarbie

A lot of oddballs and strange characters visit a vampire strip club in a tourist town on the border. Max Phillips is unlike any of them.

Smut, mentioned drug use, background sex work, dubcon, supernatural stalking, blood, pussy slapping, orgasm denial, spit, physical altercation, vaginal fingering, pet names (sweet thing, honey, sweetheart)

The Impaler

Tim Rockford/Max/Reader one shot by @kiwisbell

Chief Detective Tim Rockford makes a breakthrough in New York City’s latest serial killer case. The mysterious culprit is in the mood to share more than information.

vampires, gothic architecture, slightly dubious consent, implied mind alteration/control, murder, death, blood, threesome, lots of biting, spanking, spitroasting, masturbation, DVP, fingering, unprotected PIV (wrap ur vampire dicks pls), wife sharing, free use kink, oral sex (f and m receiving), exchanging fluids, spitting, disgusting and filthy, max using cringey nicknames for reader’s pussy but it’s charming bc it’s max, handcuffs, light bondage, hair pulling

I cannot get you close enough

one shot by @leslie-lyman

“You have to invite me in, sweetheart.” Oh. Right. Vampire. “Come in, please,” you say demurely, and Max’s smile widens as he steps over the threshold into your apartment. He reaches for you again immediately, kicking your door closed and pulling you close. “Good girl,” he murmurs. “Such a polite little Omega.”

A/B/O dynamics; one small scene of men being creepy and threatening towards reader (but, perhaps surprisingly, one of those men is not Max); extremely self-indulgent Halloween costumes on the part of your author; a bit of angst; fEeLiNgS; absolutely way too much plot and character backstory for what was supposed to just be porn; Alpha!Max is his own warning; heat sex; biting; blood-drinking; breeding kink; many, many creampies; Max has an absolutely filthy mouth; look, it’s heat sex with Max, it probably (hopefully?) entails exactly what you think it does

All Mouth

one shot by @idolatrybarbie

max phillips and prompt no. nine— "you look so pretty like this." with a twist!

reader is not American/not an "American vampire", porn with mild plot, pet names (honey, baby, sweetie, Maxxie), all the usual vampire genre warnings, including but not limited to - graphic blood and gore, cannibalism, mention of scars, horror themes, love as consumption, smut - mommy kink, degradation (max gets called a slut), cock slapping, dacryphilia, orgasm denial, handjob, alcohol mention, fluff.

It Will Come Back

Max Phillips one shot by @beskarandblasters

Against your better judgment, you let Max drink your blood.

reader is able-bodied, blood sucking, unhealthy dynamic between Max and reader, fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pet names (baby), dark ending kinda???, idk maybe a little out of character for him but fuck it we ball, no use of y/n

Crawl

one shot by @proxima-writes

Gym owner Max Phillips offers to let you use the sauna. In return, he uses your mouth.

explicit sexual content (18+ MDNI), no use of y/n, able bodied reader, dirty talk, crawling, oral (m receiving), no aftercare, semi-public sex.

Happy Reading!

[argisthebulwark]

*runs in knocking everything over on my way* Regency Miraak??? (If you would like to share anything about im sat)

yeah, it's been a bit of a slow burn project for me lol. i love writing the version of miraak i made up for it, i kept the mask and made him a reclusive mr darcy type of man. predictably, i've written a lot of fluffy or smutty scenes but not a lot of connective in between stuff, hopefully someday i can form it into something coherent!! i'll put a lil snippet below a cut here - i really like this scene but don't want to eat up anyone's dash :)

“May I remove your mask?” The very question that had burned within her for ages. Her fingers danced carefully over the jeweled shoulders of his coat while anxiously awaiting his answer. Gloved hands tightened at his sides and for one moment she worried that she’d overstepped, that this moment of vulnerability would come to an end. 

“You may.” He breathed the words, supple leather cool on her skin as he guided her hands to his mask. “Only you may.” 

Cold metal poked at her palms as she clutched its edges, his hold leaving hers to reach for its clasp. Excitement left her heart racing as she recalled all the terrible rumors that had circulated about him - that he’d been horrifically scarred in the war, birthmarks he shamefully hid away, false eyes or a broken smile. She prepared for anything. Grasping the mask she carefully lifted it away from Miraak’s face. 

Deep green eyes framed with gloriously thick lashes met hers, gauging every flicker of emotion on her face. She knew he weighed every minute reaction, fearing rejection so deeply it almost seemed that he sought it out. She schooled her features knowing that one wrong move would slam shut the cracks into his life she'd so painstakingly opened. 

One dark brow was split, an old gash cutting through it. The scar ran over the crooked bridge of his nose and spiderwebbed across his cheek, one corner of his mouth twisted upward with scar tissue. Her heart rammed in her chest as she took him in, utterly amazed by the face he’d hidden from the world. With quivering hands she carefully cupped his face, shocked when he did not rebuke her. Miraak’s eyes fluttered closed as she cradled his cool skin, voicing the only words she could fathom at the sight of him. 

“You are beautiful.” She whispered, eyes misty. Miraak’s mouth quirked up in a sarcastic grin and she felt the blood rushing into his cheeks, face warming in her grasp.

“You are the only one mad enough to say such a thing.” It was the voice she knew so well but there was something magical about witnessing his mouth form the words. “The gods know I am anything but beautiful.”

“You are to me.” He glanced up at her and she saw the desperation in his eyes, how deeply he wanted to believe her. She wished to make him see it all - his stunning eyes, the breathtaking smile, the sheer sense of him.

“You are beautiful to me.”

“Are you lying to spare my feelings?” The humor in his tone was false, a faulty cover for the vulnerability of his position. She could not bring herself to participate in his banter - this moment was far too important. 

“You know I could never lie to you.”

“Lying is among your many talents.” 

“Never to you, Miraak.” He allowed her to inch closer, eyes flicking down to her lips. Her body was aflame at the ever decreasing space between them, yearning to fall into his touch. 

“We could be caught like this.” Miraak murmured and she marveled once more at the sight of his lips moving. “We would be compromised, we could lose all standing in proper society.”

“Best keep quiet then, my lord.” 

[frogthane]

You know what, I’m just going to finally release some pent up emotions I’ve harboured since finishing season 3 of Heartstopper. That season did a significant number on my mental health, had me rethinking some things about my sexuality as well (thank you Isaaccc), but I in no way regret watching it. It absolutely obliterated me, as I haven’t read the comics yet while I wait for the final one to be released so I was WILDLY unprepared, but it was healing.

So many characters’ backstories were fleshed out. No longer is Heartstopper just a cutesy comfort show, it’s a cutesy, heartbreaking, comfort show 😊. I had noticed the signs when it came to Charlie since season 1 when he put aside his meal in the art room after finding out Nick had been in a fight “because of him”. Charlie has always been the most relatable character to me, and I continue to cry every time I see him onscreen, portraying the exact turmoil I encounter every day. His reassurances that he’s simply unhungry, the desperate need to control something despite it truly taking control of you in your most intense moments, the aggression towards those who are simply trying to help, the annoyance of always being told to just eat. The relapses that occur in an instant, hardly ever feeling like a mistake in the moment. Worrying about only ever being seen as broken, all the whole desperately needing a circle of support. It triggered some things I thought I was finally healing from, but I was mistaken. I continue to struggle every day with the precise issues Charlie has, and while it’s tiring and overwhelming, seeing someone in media react just the same as I do had me uncontrollably sobbing throughout the season, all the while being eternally grateful that he made it through.

Now Nick. Dear, sweet, baby Nick. Sure, he may not have problems that require hospitalization, but he needs help. Throughout the show, he has only ever been depicted as a dependable, supportive, unwavering presence. No one really noticed the bubbling fear that arose from all those occasions of being the sole person to turn to when in reality, he needed someone like himself. The third season, he luckily discovered that for himself. He has a loving aunt who can help guide him through the process of Charlie’s recovery, friends near home that he never imagined he could learn to lean on — Tao when he just needed to escape from the party, Tara when he felt guilty for needing help while Charlie’s struggles seemed so much more important, the others when he just needed a few friendly faces — and Tori, both grieving a person they thought they knew. Now, with others’ support, he’s able to be there for Charlie in a way he never could before, all the while figuring out who he is as an individual.

Tori always breaks my heart. She may seem lonely, but she believes all she needs in the world is her brother, who is slowly slipping away despite her best efforts to protect him. And while there is nothing wrong with wanting few relationships, and if you are truly happy with just your family members, then who are we to judge? But she wants more than that, and I’m happy that despite everything she’s been through, she’s able to form a new attachment this season, even if she herself is unsure of what kind it will evolve to.

Everyone struggles this season. While we might have once perceived the Paris squad as being happy, truth is, we all have issues (although thank you for alleviating some of that Mr Ajayi and Mr Farouk, y’all aren’t the best at being a secret, but we all think you’re adorableee). Isaac realizes he’s aroace and feels comfortable in his decision to let his friends know and focus on them, but they’re all busy now and so many of his friends suddenly wish to concentrate solely on their love lives. Darcy breaks free from her homophobic household, but must find out whether she’s willing to cut all ties. Tara experiences intense anxiety that’s amplified by those she cares most about. Tao learns how to be a supportive friend and heal from his abandonment trauma, while Elle fights to be seen as an individual and not just “some trans girl against society”. Imogen painfully realizes society pressured her to find a boyfriend before discovering who exactly it is she likes. Sahar… well, she’s actually kind of chilling, but still getting over her crush on Imogen and opening her heart.

Long story short, my heart ached for each and every character going through hell and back this last season, I love their development, and I look forward to season 4 despite being fully aware I am about to be decimated. Thank you Alice Oseman!!

[cut-the-camera]

Paris Trip with Charlie Spring

Charlie Spring x Closeted Male Reader

You helped him with his coursework to make sure he'd be allowed to go on the trip in the first place, in person if you were allowed to go round each others houses but if you weren't you'd meet up in the library to use the computers or face time each other (definitely to talk about homework)

You spent weeks researching the best places to go, the best date spots, nicest gardens, most interesting museums etc

Charlie definitely made you watch Emily in Paris with him and every other film or show set in Paris, pointing at the characters with a 'That's us' comment

Facetiming each other the night before you set off, chatting late into the night before Charlie eventually fell asleep on call, wrapped in his blankets (you couldn't help but take a quick screenshot of how cute he looked)

When he said it was better if the two of you didn't sit together your heart sank so badly you almost yelled that you were together to just get it over with. Instead, you just nodded and sat next to Tao who wasn't much conversation seeing as he stuck his headphones in and listened to film soundtracks for the entire journey

Charlie couldn't help but take pictures of you from where he was sitting when you fell asleep on the coach

You physically forced Tao out of the bed so you and Charlie would be able to sleep together

The two of you got told off by Isaac for staying up late talking and keeping them up at night

You took as many photos as humanly possible, taking the best aesthetic candid pictures of Charlie for his Tumblr

You were secretly the slightest bit proud of the hickey you left on Charlie's neck, having to quickly snap out of it when Charlie sent you playful glares

You had to pretend not to be jealous when people were throwing out rumours about who it was, resisting the urge to correct everyone who put Charlie with James

Nearly scrapping Ben when you're left alone with him in front of the Eiffel tower. You wanted to laugh in his face when he said he wanted Charlie back but it did worry you just a little bit

You couldn't help but stick by Charlie for the rest of the day being clingier than usual which Charlie wouldn't complain about but it did concern him a bit especially when everyone started getting suspicious that it was you that gave him the hickey

There was a near panic attack when Charlie fainted, you instantly forgot about any insecurities about PDA and just held him, calling for Darcy or Tara or anyone to just call Mr Ajayi

Your backpack is always nearly full with snacks incase he ever feels like he wants something

When Charlie went to sleep that night, you carefully pulled your phone from the side table and researched anything you could about eating disorders and ways you could support him, eventually falling asleep with your phone on top of you

You'll fight him if he ever tries to pay for something. This man does not even know where his wallet is for the entire trip because you pay for everything

At the party, you two escape to the balcony and you tell him how much you love him in French (you've had to practice that all week if you didn't already speak French) and he nearly swoons (again)

You visibly flinched when Charlie was dared to kiss Ben, you had to swallow the immediate 'not a chance' that jumped to your throat

When you finally came out to the group, you felt like a massive weight had lifted off of you and you were unable to stop smiling for the rest of the night and you didn't let go of his hand

Sitting together on the coach back wasn't even a question

You two shared earbuds or AirPods on the coach journey back, taking turns pick which songs or artists you listen to until you eventually fell asleep on his shoulder, not giving a fuck about who saw you cuddling this time.

[toshidou]

shut up,,, whipped ghost oh my god that's so cute,,

Ghost who would never admit how you give him butterflies every time he sees you like a little schoolgirl crush

Ghost who would never admit to looking at you like you're the only person in the universe, no matter how many times you accuse him or catch him in the act

Ghost who would never tell you how much he loves being coddled by you when he's injured, the way you hold him a little tighter for the next few night and make him eat all of his meals in your cabin

💓💓

I CANNOT!!

You know what, Ghost is just a more aggressive and emo version of Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice and no one can convince me otherwise. He would totally clench his fist after helping you down from a chopper T^T And just like Mr. Darcy, he too would be completely fucking clueless on how he managed to fall in love in the first place, let alone with you

god i have so many thoughts about soft, sappy Simon, who tries so desperately hard to keep up the stone cold persona around you but just can't, letting the occasional laugh and all too fond glance slip out from behind the mask, head and heart turned to mush whenever he so much as glances at you.

AND INJURED SIMON?? It would get to the point you'd grow suspicious that he was hurting himself on purpose just to preen under your gentle care. Until one day you remind him he can have all those things without putting his life at risk. He don't come home with a single injury again for a long time after that.

[themculibrary]

Smut - Grinding Masterlist

5 Times Temptation Almost Won Out (ao3) - ewtp peter/wade M, 9k

Summary: + 1 time it did.

back seat drive (ao3) - silentwalrus steve/bucky E, 9k

Summary: Bucky wants a car. Bucky gets a car. Now Bucky wants to blow Steve while he’s driving the car. It’s awful, how Steve just keeps giving him what he wants.

Bucky's Sunshine (ao3) - tumtatumtum steve/bucky E, 21k

Summary: AU in which Steve is kidnapped by HYDRA and forced to become Bucky's "pet" as a reward for good behavior.

Except this backfires horribly when Bucky & Steve fall in love, become sweethearts in their HYDRA prison and plan their escape together. Cue: Lots of prison sex, Bucky and Steve taking care of each other and being disgustingly cute together.

Can't Explain All The Ways You Get Me High (ao3) - fandomfluffandfuck steve/bucky E, 10k

Summary: Or, alternatively: sugar daddy Steve has a wet dream about his kitten and is so desperate for him upon waking that he can't even wait for him to come over before giving himself a hand. Damn him and his magically addicting body.

Caught (ao3) - coffeegrump mj/peter E, 3k

Summary: Peter was supposed to call MJ before he came home from patrol. He doesn't, and comes home to a surprise from her that leads to some frisky business, to the joy of both.

Find My Sweet Release (ao3) - Lauralot steve/bucky E, 7k

Summary: "I love you, Bucky."

“I know,” Bucky says, but Steve shakes his head.

“Just because I’ve told you,” he says. “I want to prove it.”

Fire Alarms (ao3) - starlight_starbright steve/bucky, natasha/sam E, 11k

Summary: Something sets the fire alarm of and, thankfully, Steve forgets his room key.

Five More Minutes (ao3) - fandomfluffandfuck steve/bucky E, 8k

Summary: Steve and Bucky haven't had sex in too long. Steve has recently shaved his beard. Steve won't wake up... somehow all three of these factors add up to have Bucky squirming in bed, longing for something he's too shy to ask for.

Fruitcake and Bananas (ao3) - Dresupi bucky/darcy E, 48k

Summary: She needs a fake husband for reasons. He needs a fake wife for different reasons.

It's your basic will-they, won't-they, fake marriage type of situation.

And there's a cat, who is decidedly not fake. And neighbors, who decidedly are.

But don't worry, there's plenty of cake for everyone.

If Your Heart Is A Dog Fight Then I'm Ready To Go To War Like (ao3) - fandomfluffandfuck steve/bucky E, 78k

Summary: Bucky isn't used to alpha's being the nicest to him, he knows why even if he doesn't get it- he's a male omega. A very rare subset of the already rare part of the population that's second gender isn't beta. Which is what makes it all the more shocking when his "perfect match" walks in during one of his shifts and is irrefutably nice to him.

This is that story. The story of how they went from a patient nurse relationship to an alpha omega pair who's bond is unbreakable.

I'll Give You Gifts Until You Know My Name (ao3) - Dr_Amuly steve/tony E, 10k

Summary: Mr. Stark is an extravagant gift-giver: he has the money for it, after all. As Iron Man, Tony has the opportunity to gift Steve even more presents that, while less expensive, are more heartfelt. Having a secret identity means Tony gets to have his cake and eat it too when it comes to showering Steve with presents.

Until Steve starts developing feelings for his armored companion, and all the benefits of living a double life are turned on their head for Tony Stark.

In the Heat of the Night (ao3) - MacksDramaticShenanigans steve/bucky E, 5k

Summary: In the end, Steve wasn’t really sure what it was that spurred him on, but suddenly he was moving into Bucky’s space, rolling right onto his chest and pressing him down into the mattress. “If you don’t stop goin’ on about how hot it is I’m gonna give you a reason to feel hot,” he muttered, hovering close and staring unblinkingly into Bucky’s eyes.

I Want To Teach You A Lesson In The Worst Kind Of Way (ao3) - fandomfluffandfuck steve/bucky E, 61k

Summary: Bucky is not an arts major, not even close. He's getting his master's in Biotechnology with dreams of going into the sort of half related medical field of biotechnology prosthetics, inspired by a childhood pet, a three legged cat called Alpine. However, the schooling system (one that normally he doesn't mind too much because he's that much of a nerd) demands that he take a variety of classes; even if they don't pertain towards his immediate interests. An art elective is one of those required unrelated classes. He's not interested.

Not yet anyway; whether he likes it or not he might end up discovering an interest in art. Or. At least an interest in the professor teaching the art credit fulfilling class as it pertains to his... non-school related interests...

Requesting Back-Up (ao3) - thelittlestpurplecat steve/bucky E, 40k

Summary: It seemed routine enough. Bucky, a delinquent, vandal, and temporary prisoner, was stuck in the police station's holding cell over night. Officer Steve Rogers was keeping an eye on him. It was simple right up until the moment Bucky started flirting.

Shut your mouth and turn me inside-out (ao3) - doctorziegler steve/tony E, 2k

Summary: They say patience is a virtue, but Tony Stark has always been a sinner.

Skip, Reverse (ao3) - AidaRonan bucky/sam E, 7k

Summary: Sometimes romance is just bickering with your superhero partner/roommate at several different Target locations.

Slap you on the back and say "Please" (ao3) - scribblywobblytimeylimey steve/tony E, 3k

Summary: The attack comes unexpectedly, in the middle of a meeting and without his suit.

He manages fine - he's not a child - and, alright, he had a bit of help. But then the roof decides to go and collapse on him.

Good thing Steve was there to jump on top of him before the ceiling did.

Only thing is: now, they're kind of stuck. And while Steve is visibly displeased with the situation, certain parts of him disagree with that consensus.

It's almost impossible not to have a long, hard think about your sexuality when you've got an aroused super-soldier pinned on top of you for an indeterminate length of time. Especially if he's admitting his boner is not exactly coincidental.

Temptation (ao3) - OwenGrey loki/mobius E, 10k

Summary: Mobius placed Loki in a makeshift prison cell, of him being punched and beaten by Sif in an attempt to get the truth out him. However, when he comes back he does get the truth he wants, but not the one he expects.

The Achilles Kneel (ao3) - ForASecondThereWedWon mj/peter E, 14k

Summary: “You wanna do this now? Tonight?”

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while,” he whispers.

Looks like MJ's found his weakness. To be fair, Peter did tell it to her.

There Is Nothing Wrong With Me (Loving You) (ao3) - helens78 bucky/sam E, 58k

Summary: It's not that Sam doesn't want to have sex... it just hasn't been the right time, or the right place, or the right person.

And then Bucky Barnes comes back into his life and starts yelling at him about the shield, and Sam's pretty sure his days as a virgin are numbered.

[onevolon]

my love for you is infinite - part12

Santiago Garcia x afab!reader(Darcy)

note: pride and prejudice (2005) but with triple frontier boys because why not lol

word count: 1009

warnings: it's been a while wooops hehehehee

you can also read it on ao3.

part11 - part13 - masterlist

Sunlight flickers through the trees lining the road. Santiago has his eyes shut and feels the wind on his face. He opens his eyes... A ravishing landscape of savage and romantic beauty scudding clouds, mountains, wild rocky outcrops. Walking freely with the wind in his hair, he breathes deeply.

The Gardiner's are eating supper.

“One of the best houses in the country.”

“Aren’t you acquainted with the owner, Miss Darcy?”

Santiago snaps out of a haze, and nods.

“Well, we shall go there tomorrow, Santiago.”

“I would rather stay here.”

“Stay here?”

“I must own that I'm tired of great houses. All those carpets and curtains...”

“But you liked Haddon. You liked those damask velvet drapes and you liked –“

“- if Pemberley is anything like Miss Darcy, I am sure I will not be able to bear it.”

Mrs. Gardiner looks at Santiago curiously.

“The grounds alone are worth a visit.”

“Let us not make a fuss. If the he does not want to go there is little point in persuading him.

***

The carriage enters the gates of Pemberley. Santiago is alert, his eyes bright with curiosity. The parkland is wild and rocky. A sense of freedom and liberation is in the air.

Then all of them gasp.

The Pemberley House is vast, breathtakingly beautiful, set in great boulder-strewn park lands.

Santiago is lost in admiration.

***

Santiago is apart from the rest of the group as he wanders through the stunning collection of marble sculptures. In the background we hear the Gardiners and Mrs. Reynolds.

“Is your mistress much at Pemberley?”

“Not as much as I would wish, sir, for she dearly loves it here.”

“If she should marry, you might see more of her.”

“Yes madam, but I do not know when that will be, I do not know a person who, is good enough for her.”

“What do you mean?”

Santiago stops, confronted by a marble bust of Darcy. They stand face to face looking at each other. Santiago listens to Mrs. Reynolds.

“I’ve known Miss Darcy since she was a child. She was always a kind and generous person even then. Not everyone can see it, because she does not make a meal of it like a lot of young women nowadays. But she is the most sweet-tempered and kind-hearted person I have ever known.

Mrs. Reynolds and the Gardiners appear by Santiago’s side.

“This is my mistress - Miss Darcy.”

“A handsome face. Santiago, is it a true likeness of her?”

“Do you know Miss Darcy?”

“Only a little.”

“And do you not think her a handsome woman, sir?”

“Yes... Yes, I daresay she is.”

Mrs. Reynolds moves the Gardiners on to another sculpture, but Santiago stays, staring at Darcy's likeness.

“And this is her sister, Miss Georgiana. She plays and sings all day long.”

Santiago realizes that in the distance music can be heard.

“Are they at home?”

Santiago turns to find that the Gardiners and Mrs. Reynolds have disappeared. He runs to find them.

***

Santiago wanders into the drawing room in search of the others. The music is louder in this room. He walks to the French windows and looks out. In the bright sunlight the view of the gardens and valley beyond is exquisite. Suddenly Santiago recognizes the tune. There is a door, slightly ajar, in the far corner of the room, from where the music seems to be coming.

His curiosity gets the better of him and he approaches the door. He steels himself a moment, then discreetly peeps in.

Through the gap he sees Georgiana Darcy, a beautiful sixteen year old, playing the piano with great fluency and passion. Captivated by the music, Santiago stops and listens.

Another person steps into view. Santiago strains to see them, but they are obscured by shadows. They approach Georgiana and puts their hands over her eyes. She immediately stops playing and shrieks uproariously, before standing to hug the person. As they embrace, the sunlight hits their face.

It's Miss Darcy.

She turns and sees Santiago watching her. For a moment they both stare at each other frozen with surprise. Santiago turns and runs across the room and out through the French windows.

Santiago runs across the lawn but is stopped in her tracks by Darcy's voice.

“Mr. Bennet!”

Darcy catches up with him. They stand, not knowing what to do.

“I thought you were in London.” Santiago says.

“No? I'm not.”

“No.”

Another silence. Then they both speak at once.

“I came here a day early – “

”We wouldn't have come-“

They stop. She gazes at him with great emotion.

“I’m visiting Derbyshire with my uncle and aunt.”

Santiago sounds about ten years old.

“And are you having a pleasant trip?”

“Very pleasant. Tomorrow, we go to Matlock.”

“Tomorrow? Are you staying at Lambton?”

“Yes. At the Rose and Crown.”

Another pause. He extends his hand.

“I’m so sorry to intrude. They said the house was open for visitors. I had no idea...”

He shakes her hand and starts to walk away.

“May I see you to the village?”

“Oh no! I'm very fond of walking.”

“Yes. Yes, I know.”

“Goodbye, Miss Darcy.”

He hurries away. She gazes after him.

***

That night when Santiago comes downstairs, he can see through a gap in the door to the restaurant Miss Darcy talking to his aunt and uncle.

“I shall send my carriage at noon” Santiago hears Darcy say.

After a moment, Darcy leaves and Santiago approaches the table.

“Santiago, I've just met Miss Darcy! Why didn't you tell us you had seen her? She's asked us to dine with her tomorrow - She was very civil, was she not?”

“Very civil.”

“Not at all like you painted her to be.”

Santiago stares “To dine with her?

“- there is something pleasing about her voice, when she speaks.”

Mrs. Gardiner watches Santiago's reaction most carefully.

“You don't mind delaying our journey for another day?”

Santiago shakes his head, dumbly.

“She particularly wishes you to meet her sister.”

“Her sister?”

[lovclyamara]

⏤ ( abigail cowen. 22. cisfemale + she/her. ) new rome doesn’t wait for anyone, amara loughty, child of aphrodite with the power of charmspeak. it must be your third year here because of your impatient attitude about classes starting again, but i bet your professors appreciate your passionate nature in the classroom while you study poetry. after class, you’ll always sacrifice your raspberry macarons in the dining hall, and if people can’t find you, they should try checking the garden of bacchus or by looking for heart-shaped latte art, collared blouses, stacks of classic literature & red candles. good luck this year, amara.

BIOGRAPHY

Amara Loughty's journey began in the hustle and bustle of New York City, raised by a single father entrenched in the world of Wall Street. Though surrounded by material comforts, the warmth of familial love eluded her in her formative years. Amara's primary companion was her nanny, who played a more significant role in her upbringing than her father. From a young age, Amara faced high expectations set by her father, creating a framework that has persisted into her college years. It appeared that he desired her to embody the qualities of her mother, Aphrodite, fostering a sense of pressure and anticipation within Amara. Book smart and passionately driven, Amara possesses a considerate nature and a generous heart, juxtaposed with a strong-willed and stubborn demeanor. Despite her capability to wield the power of charmspeak – the ability to persuade others to do her bidding – she harbors an aversion to it, seldom utilizing this gift. Amidst her academic pursuits, Amara is a dancer at heart, having grown up immersed in the graceful world of ballet. The rhythm of pirouettes and the elegance of arabesques have been a part of her life's tapestry, providing both discipline and artistry. In her quest for knowledge and self-discovery, Amara delves into the realms of poetry, finding solace in the hallowed halls of the school library. The Garden of Bacchus, with its lush greenery, serves as a haven where she not only studies but also loses herself in the dance of words and the enchantment of literature.

HEADCANONS

While she will argue whether or not it is cliche, Amara's favorite book of all time is Pride and Prejudice. She can talk about Mr. Darcy for hours.

Her favorite color is dusty rose.

Her favorite ballet is Giselle.

She has a massive sweet tooth. She would eat dessert for every meal and never tire of a single brownie, cookie, ice cream, etc.

While she appreciates what her mother stands for, she isn't all that close to her. She will offer her food to the gods to show respect but that is about all she'll do.

She accidentally used her charmspeak on an unsuspected kid in high school and she never used it again. She hated how it made her feel.

Her favorite article of clothing is a worn out, periwinkle colored sweatshirt that she'd had for years now. She refuses to give it up despite the fact that holes have started to form in the sleeves.

CONNECTIONS

TBD!

[mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea]

WIP Game - I'm terrible at just picking ONE, so could I have 'To eat that burning heart out of his hand' and 'I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you' please and thank you! :D

To eat that burning heart out of his hand - this is a current WIP that came from the @marvelrarepairbingo2022's Halloween adoptable prompt 5. Weird neighbor has a secret

It is Stephen Strange/Kaecilius. Anyone who knows me, who knows the twisted Easter Eggy way my brain works will understand that this fic will be full of so many ridiculous fandom-y Easter Eggs. But I don't want to say too much about it because it would give away too much of the secret and the fun. Here's a snippet, though, when Stephen first sees his new neighbor (Kaecilius) before they officially meet:

Life at The Langham went on.  Some neighbors moved out while others remained the same, and in the place of those who left were new faces and names to learn in passing at the mailboxes. 

The apartment next door to Stephen remained empty for almost a year before someone new moved in.  For the longest time, the surgeon believed he would be the youngest tenant on the floor until he was as old as the old people were, and they were long gone.  Then one day, he noticed that incredibly posh leather couches and chairs were being moved in from the service elevator along with dozens of boxes labeled ‘books’.  That had been all he caught when he’d returned from his morning run, and later on his way out to work, Stephen spied the new neighbor standing just outside his door, signing off on the delivery, and while there was no doubt that he’d already paid in full for it – as one did for moving – the impeccably dressed gent handed an envelope over to the mover in charge with what was very likely a handsome tip. 

The newcomer was handsome with lips that pouted naturally and eyes like dravite under the sun.  While Stephen locked up, he caught the hint of a foreign accent, but he couldn’t place it; it sounded melodic, though, and he figured he’d forget it as soon as he left the building for the hospital.  It was on the tip of his tongue to walk over long enough for an introduction, which would include a warning to watch out for their neighborly yenta, but when their eyes met, they merely exchanged polite nods before the new neighbor stepped into his apartment, and Stephen booked it for the elevator. 

If nothing else, with or without warning, at least, Stephen wouldn’t be the only target for attempts at matchmaking. 

Perhaps they could eventually form a battle line to protect each other from Mrs. Weinberg’s well-meaning assaults. 

I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you - This was from a prompt given to me by @chaotic-hypnotic-erotic a while back, 44. “This is a totally inappropriate soundtrack.” The pair I was requested was Emma Frost and Phil Coulson. I'm choosing not to write this as a ship but an association built on mutual trust and respect. The title is from "Helter Skelter" by the Beatles.

It's set during WandaVision. Coulson's obviously alive, and he seeks Emma's help where Darcy Lewis, Jimmy Woo, and even Monica Rambeau are having trouble getting through to Wanda. (I thought it would be good to let Emma in to slap around Wanda's mind a bit - that's a bit of a comic grudge, given in the comics, Wanda was responsible for nearly wiping out all mutants at one time.) Oh yeah, and there are Easter Eggy things in this, too, especially if you're familiar with Mad Men.

Snippet:

Asphalt cut into the knees of her pantyhose, just barely scraping her skin through the tears.

Emma hated pantyhose.

Emma didn't own pantyhose.

"I'd ask why you didn't warn me about that first step, Agent Coulson, but something tells me that your LMD mind will already have some sort of logical quip at the ready," Emma said as she turned and sat down where she'd landed. She shaded her eyes as she surveyed her surroundings.

Westview was a dreadful little town, but considering that it didn't truly exist – not really, not even as an unincorporated hamlet, what Emma could really conclude is that Wanda Maximoff's mind was a dreadfully dull place if this was all she could conjure for herself in whatever mental state she was in.

"Well, now I feel hurt, Ms. Frost. I even prepared the very best of quips for a queen, and you don't even want to hear them," Agent Phillip J. Coulson, former Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., now an LMD and still having A.I. about it, that is Angst Immeasurable, retorted as he walked over and offered his hand to the telepath.

Emma set her hand into Agent Coulson's and allowed him to lifted her to her feet, finding that this new adaptation of him was considerably stronger than the original, though she had always been fond of the Coulson Prime. Once steady on her feet, Emma brushed her soft hands over the back of her clothes and then paused when the style of herself caught her by surprise.

"Thank you, Agent Coulson, for the help, but perhaps you can tell me why I'm dressed like…I belong on that show that attempted to both romanticize and satirize the Sixites?"

They both stared at Emma's sleeveless white dress with pleated skirt, black dots on the right side of the chest, a gold ring belt around her waist, and a black and white kerchief knotted around her neck. Halfway up her forearms were white see-through gloves, and she wore white heels. Emma opened up the black handbag she carried and found the compact she suspected to be there, taking note of her golden hair shorter than she'd worn it for some time, parted at one side and flounced back in gentle curls.

WIP Game

[nicks-fairy-lights]

notes i took while rewatching heartstopper (it's a lot)

ep 1. meet

british boys playing rugby

oh this mf is all secretive (yr flashbacks, wille, why???)

no ben is kinda crunchy tho

ew why ben

nick is kinda. yeah

oh wow prince charming move there buddy

"thank you x" nice one, charlie spring

ep 2. crush

charlie spring is kinda sad tho

nick nelson: message delete count x2

charlie's lock screen :sob:

heart emoji

oh nick is blushing now

haha "i know he's straight" lol no u dont my guy

i love this art teacher :O

nellie <3

i love how elle walks in and girl in red cues

oh wow tori big brain moment right there

mario kart

"youre a proper little nerd"

nick nelson's turquoise hoodie

observant mother

nick has hardcore straight friends D:

charlie emergency

charlie helping nick play the drums gasp

nick just became charlie's lock screen

"you look so cuddly like that"

yep, tori, got to side with you on that one

i wish i had charlie's friend group

"am i gay?" yeah def take that buzzfeed quiz

ep 3. kiss

imogen likes him :/

ayo nick invited him

oh no film night is cancelled

why does everyone live in like mansions

tara jones needs to stop being the center of every convo in the straight club

tao is my favourite boy

tara my girl :D

charlie spring has disappeared

wow nick's straight friends suck so much its indescribable

ew ben is back

imogen is coming on pretty thick, like chill dude

tara and her gf kissed awwwhh my heart

charlie spring is found

mysterious mr. nelson

no why is the house so big.

"are they not a girl?"

"would you go out with someone thats not a girl?"

"would you kiss someone that wasnt a girl"

oh the little fireworks and the flowers

"would you kiss me?"

"yeah."

no nick go back >:(

nick nelson, the loo is not charlie spring

okay nick nelson went back

ep 4. secret

charlie and his curls and the mirror

yeah no way to shut out self deprication by kissing

they do say sorry a lot

"did i forget something?" yeah, charlie springs lips

tara jones and her girl !!!

oh em gee this art teacher 😭

harry is an idiot

"its hard to be confident when they see me as a stereotypical gay boy who can't do sports"

why are they so muddy

okay so isaac knows now

imogen. girl. why.

ep 5. friend

tao is going to crush them verbally

ooh birthday party

awwh poor doggo

"nothing" okay go away

they want to eat at nANDO's

so is nick coming or

imogen D:

yeahh you tell them nick

yeahh you too tao

okay nvm

"yeah, well, her dog died."

"the right girl will come along, just you wait"

AH YES NICK REJECT THE WOMAN

no tao dont be sad

"murder's fine too"

awwh no that gift is so cute :(

NO MY HEART

ep 6. girls

okay so maybe nick nelson is bi

what but "girls" by girl in red played.

okay maybe elle is bi too??

tao is so overprotective but i love it

ooh the special room

…please god

anti-homophobia cheese

yeah they do say sorry a lot

oop- her name is darcy. i know that now

tori my beloved

insta bestie

imagine homework

literally the most awkward way to ask someone out

no they suck at asking each other out

and i love it

tao is lowkey oblivious

the other girls are so mean >:(

tara and darcy have disappeario

ahah they got locked in

thank you for good lesbian dynamic

ep 7. bully

tori :') ily so much

charlie spring and his hair again

crunchy ben >:(

charlie has an epic dad

golden retriever has entered the chat

"well you kind of are a gay nerd."

"shut up rugby lad."

ben u son of a

char :O

"i like it. it's cute."

oh no horror night flashbacks

fireworks

literally piss off harry

oH oops i forGOT mAH raiNBOW

why harry gotta be like that thp

is ben jealous or something

oh my god shut up

YEAHH YOU TELL HIM NELSON!! HAHA YEAH BUST HIS BALLS NICK

there are no words

hearing songs i actually listen to in the soundtrack

tao ahh

harry really sucks

camera be goin' all shaky

awwh protective much <3

no charlie spring, stop self-deprecating

the 's' word :/

ITS TO EARLY IN THE MORNING FOR THIS CUDDLY ROMANCE

tao whyre you oblivious

no friendship drama is so bad

ahah deleting messages again charlie spring

tao's mum :D

tao and elle have such an adorable dynamic

ew harry

why is everyone beating up everyone. but its like

ep 8. boyfriend

yes charlie, drum out the feels

tori has my whole heart by now

like she knows so much D:

(ben is a piece of crap)

charlie spring is so sad

ofc pizza would help

issac reading "gender explorers"

ew sports day

tao rage writing

charlie looked like he was on the verge of tears right there :(

YEAHH COACH GO BUST SOME HOMOPHOBIC BALLS

tao on his protective arc

no this is nice tho, theyre bonding

"secret guy you kiss sometime on the down-low"

heart emoji <3

no not this "typing.." again

elle looks pretty with yellow and blue

ahh gal pals :D

charlie spring just ran away from nick

why does it look like half of the school bunked

mr. ajayi's room is so cool

charlie said the 's' word D:

ben is so full of himself

YEAHH CHARLIE BEAT HIS SORRY ASS

YEAHH YOU TELL HIM CHARLIE SPRING

yessss theyre not mad at each other anymore

oho elle and tao get some alone time

OH ITS PLAYING DAYGLOW IM IN LOVE WITH THIS SOUNDTRACK

tao painted his friends :)))

ah yes finally

picking dandelions off in the corner

no he isn't fine. charlie spring hasn't been sighted

what is charlie standing on? a child?

charlie is spotted :O

flowers

AH YES NICK, REJECT THE RUGBY LADS

holding hands <3

imogen

mr ajayi

YEAHH SILENCE HIM WITH A KISS CHARLIE SPRING

AH HOLDING HANDS <3 <3

ah em gee this is so cute i'm dying

they're so wholesome :sob:

AHHH YES NICK NELSON

"i like charlie spring!"

"in a romantic way, not just a friend way!"

you could see how scared charlie was for a second there

nick's smile just there :D

oh crap he's coming out

AHH YES KING

thank you alice oseman

[my-weird-news]

🔥 Epic Summer, Crazy Love Triangle Obsession Unveiled!

Summer Lovin' and Brotherly Beef: The Wild Ride of Love Triangles, Starring Belly and the Bros Oh, buckle up, my friends, because we're diving into the world of love triangles, and boy, is it a doozy! 🎢 We're venturing into the land of Jenny Han's young adult trilogy, "The Summer I Turned Pretty," and its TV adaptation that's got us all glued to our screens, "cause what's better than a classic love triangle, you ask? One with more twists than a pretzel factory! So picture this: we've got our teenage heroine, Belly (played by Lola Tung), sandwiched between two brothers - Conrad (played by Christopher Briney), who's got that whole "mysterious and emotionally distant" thing going on, and Jeremiah (played by Gavin Casalegno), the blond Abercrombie model-esque boy next door who's all bubbly and affectionate. But wait for it, in a season-one plot twist that could rival any telenovela, Belly makes out with Jeremiah while her heart was still doing the cha-cha for Conrad! 😘💔 Now, hold on a second. I'm a fan of love triangles, but this one's taking it to a whole new level. We're talking about this messy romantic circus happening while the boys' mom is on her way to the great beyond. And to top it off, Belly's mom is besties with the dying mom, which basically makes the whole situation feel like a soap opera crossed with a family reunion gone wrong. 🎭🏡 But oh, my dear readers, that's not all. It turns out that there's gold in them thar love triangles for writers and showrunners! It's like a treasure chest of endless sequels, TV seasons, and movies, and let's be real, who doesn't want more of those? It's like an all-you-can-eat buffet of drama and ship wars. Ahoy, mateys! 🏴‍☠️ According to some smarty-pants at Vanderbilt University, love triangles are like the secret sauce of forming fan communities. You know, those folks who can argue passionately about whether they're Team Conrad or Team Jeremiah? It's like the Twilight era all over again, and you remember what that did to our shopping habits, right? Nordstrom's Twilight fashion line was both a blessing and a curse. 💍🛍️ But here's the thing: love triangles aren't just about choosing between two hotties. They're like comfort food for our storytelling souls. Readers and viewers love that debate, that clear divide, and the conflict that keeps the story chugging along. It's like being part of a team, but with more drama and fewer uniforms. Go Team Edward, am I right? ⚔️ Now, let's not kid ourselves. Love triangles are like a roller coaster for our emotions, and sometimes they make us scratch our heads and go, "Wait, what?!" But hey, at least they keep us on the edge of our seats, wondering who's gonna win the heart of our darling Belly. But before we dive too deep into the romance abyss, let's acknowledge that love triangles are like a guilty pleasure snack. They make us feel like the center of the universe, and who doesn't love that attention, right? 🍕 And let's not forget about the quirky side characters. I mean, Belly's brother Steven and her BFF Taylor duking it out over who's the better brother, that's like watching a cat and a dog in a heated debate. 🐶🐱 Now, let's zoom out a bit and look at love triangles through a Jane Austen-flavored lens. Apparently, this whole "choosing between two dudes" thing has been around for ages. It's like Austen was the OG matchmaker, setting up her heroines with a virtuous choice and tossing in some moral dilemmas for extra spice. Who needs Tinder when you've got Mr. Darcy and Mr. Wickham, right? Swipe right on that bonnet! 👒💃 But hold your horses, because love triangles might not be as innocent as they seem. You know, there's something about them that tickles our narcissistic fancy. It's like a competition, a conquest of hearts, and we're the shiny trophy they're after. Move over, Miss Universe, we're the star of this show! 🏆🌟 And don't you dare forget about the power dynamics! Love triangles are like a seesaw of emotions, where one lover's rise is the other's fall. It's like a Shakespearean tragedy with a modern twist. Romeo and Juliet with a side of "It's Complicated." Oh, and the pressure, my friends, the pressure! Susannah, the mom who had her own love triangle agenda, piled on the expectations like it was a Thanksgiving buffet. Belly, you're "destined for one of her boys," she said. It's like someone handed her a script for a reality show and said, "Here, make these kids squirm." 🍗🥧 But let's not forget about that grand old house by the sea. It's like a character in its own right, pulling the strings in this dramatic love puppet show. Save the house, marry a brother, it's like a real estate and romance combo deal! Buy one brother's heart, get a beach house for free! 🏖️💞 But hold the phone! It seems like marginalized folks might be gravitating towards love triangles for a deeper reason. You see, it's like a chance to experience desire in a world that sometimes tells them they're not worth it. Who needs society's beauty standards when you've got two handsome hunks fighting over you? 💃💅 Alright, let's wrap this up like a love triangle with only two guys left standing. Love triangles are like that addictive drama series that you just can't stop watching, no matter how much you cringe. They're like the roller coasters of our emotions, taking us on a wild ride of passion and perplexity. But here's the real confession: I'm a sucker for love triangles, and no matter how messy they get, I'll be right there, popcorn in hand, ready for the next emotional loop-de-loop. 🍿🎢 Now, off you go, my dear readers, into the tangled web of love triangles, armed with a newfound understanding of their wild dynamics. And remember, in real life, it's probably best to leave the love triangles to the fictional realm. Embrace love, live free, and if you can, dodge the drama! ✌️🌈# Summer Lovin' and Brotherly Beef: The Wild Ride of Love Triangles, Starring Belly and the Bros Oh, buckle up, my friends, because we're diving into the world of love triangles, and boy, is it a doozy! 🎢 We're venturing into the land of Jenny Han's young adult trilogy, "The Summer I Turned Pretty," and its TV adaptation that's got us all glued to our screens, "cause what's better than a classic love triangle, you ask? One with more twists than a pretzel factory! So picture this: we've got our teenage heroine, Belly (played by Lola Tung), sandwiched between two brothers - Conrad (played by Christopher Briney), who's got that whole "mysterious and emotionally distant" thing going on, and Jeremiah (played by Gavin Casalegno), the blond Abercrombie model-esque boy next door who's all bubbly and affectionate. But wait for it, in a season-one plot twist that could rival any telenovela, Belly makes out with Jeremiah while her heart was still doing the cha-cha for Conrad! 😘💔 Now, hold on a second. I'm a fan of love triangles, but this one's taking it to a whole new level. We're talking about this messy romantic circus happening while the boys' mom is on her way to the great beyond. And to top it off, Belly's mom is besties with the dying mom, which basically makes the whole situation feel like a soap opera crossed with a family reunion gone wrong. 🎭🏡 But oh, my dear readers, that's not all. It turns out that there's gold in them thar love triangles for writers and showrunners! It's like a treasure chest of endless sequels, TV seasons, and movies, and let's be real, who doesn't want more of those? It's like an all-you-can-eat buffet of drama and ship wars. Ahoy, mateys! 🏴‍☠️ According to some smarty-pants at Vanderbilt University, love triangles are like the secret sauce of forming fan communities. You know, those folks who can argue passionately about whether they're Team Conrad or Team Jeremiah? It's like the Twilight era all over again, and you remember what that did to our shopping habits, right? Nordstrom's Twilight fashion line was both a blessing and a curse. 💍🛍️ But here's the thing: love triangles aren't just about choosing between two hotties. They're like comfort food for our storytelling souls. Readers and viewers love that debate, that clear divide, and the conflict that keeps the story chugging along. It's like being part of a team, but with more drama and fewer uniforms. Go Team Edward, am I right? ⚔️ Now, let's not kid ourselves. Love triangles are like a roller coaster for our emotions, and sometimes they make us scratch our heads and go, "Wait, what?!" But hey, at least they keep us on the edge of our seats, wondering who's gonna win the heart of our darling Belly. But before we dive too deep into the romance abyss, let's acknowledge that love triangles are like a guilty pleasure snack. They make us feel like the center of the universe, and who doesn't love that attention, right? 🍕 And let's not forget about the quirky side characters. I mean, Belly's brother Steven and her BFF Taylor duking it out over who's the better brother, that's like watching a cat and a dog in a heated debate. 🐶🐱 Now, let's zoom out a bit and look at love triangles through a Jane Austen-flavored lens. Apparently, this whole "choosing between two dudes" thing has been around for ages. It's like Austen was the OG matchmaker, setting up her heroines with a virtuous choice and tossing in some moral dilemmas for extra spice. Who needs Tinder when you've got Mr. Darcy and Mr. Wickham, right? Swipe right on that bonnet! 👒💃 But hold your horses, because love triangles might not be as innocent as they seem. You know, there's something about them that tickles our narcissistic fancy. It's like a competition, a conquest of hearts, and we're the shiny trophy they're after. Move over, Miss Universe, we're the star of this show! 🏆🌟 And don't you dare forget about the power dynamics! Love triangles are like a seesaw of emotions, where one lover's rise is the other's fall. It's like a Shakespearean tragedy with a modern twist. Romeo and Juliet with a side of "It's Complicated." Oh, and the pressure, my friends, the pressure! Susannah, the mom who had her own love triangle agenda, piled on the expectations like it was a Thanksgiving buffet. Belly, you're "destined for one of her boys," she said. It's like someone handed her a script for a reality show and said, "Here, make these kids squirm." 🍗🥧 But let's not forget about that grand old house by the sea. It's like a character in its own right, pulling the strings in this dramatic love puppet show. Save the house, marry a brother, it's like a real estate and romance combo deal! Buy one brother's heart, get a beach house for free! 🏖️💞 But hold the phone! It seems like marginalized folks might be gravitating towards love triangles for a deeper reason. You see, it's like a chance to experience desire in a world that sometimes tells them they're not worth it. Who needs society's beauty standards when you've got two handsome hunks fighting over you? 💃💅 Alright, let's wrap this up like a love triangle with only two guys left standing. Love triangles are like that addictive drama series that you just can't stop watching, no matter how much you cringe. They're like the roller coasters of our emotions, taking us on a wild ride of passion and perplexity. But here's the real confession: I'm a sucker for love triangles, and no matter how messy they get, I'll be right there, popcorn in hand, ready for the next emotional loop-de-loop. 🍿🎢 Now, off you go, my dear readers, into the tangled web of love triangles, armed with a newfound understanding of their wild dynamics. And remember, in real life, it's probably best to leave the love triangles to the fictional realm. Embrace love, live free, and if you can, dodge the drama! ✌️🌈 Read the full article

[wishfulina]

Psssst I would be interested in seeing you info dump about your original stuff 👀

Sorry this took a minute I had two long sleeps back to back. You got my hands folded together like a business deal. Because I’m about to say a whole presentation. I do have a lot of original works I do but the one I have been working on recently is called: How Romantic.

I took a lot of inspiration from Isekai stories. And it’s basically playing upon my love for romance novels. And kind of making fun of my love for romance novels. But under all the layers of my trademark sarcasm and jokes, it’s about being genuine about yourself and feelings. And how sometimes people should be allowed to have their cake and eat it too sometimes.

Here is my Plot Summary:

Cressida Rosewood could be described as disturbed when she wakes up in her least favorite book Kissed then Crowned. After screwing up her first night so royally, she is determined to keep things on script as best she can so she can go home. As time goes on, she sees that she’s not the only thing deviating from the book. With everything going on, she has to ask herself: can she keep things from changing too much or are some stories worth re-writing?

Here are the main characters.

Cressida Rosewood:

The protagonist of How Romantic. A Marketing Major who is on the brink of dropping out of school. She feels she’s lost all control in her life. Her only solace is her love of romance novels. She is a generally charming and passionate person, however her whimsical nature can cause her to come off as aloof. The whimsy is what tends to get her in trouble.

I draw her the most. Mostly because she’s the most fun to draw in my opinion. I constantly change her hairstyle because as a black woman I change my hair all the time. Since she ends up being a rich woman in high society, I think she would change her hair very often. A lot of wigs and elaborate hairstyles both natural and not. Think kind of like Queen Charlotte in Bridgerton. (Though the go to is actually this long cornrow style I’ll be showing off later.)

Even though in the description I mention a lot of different traits about her. One that I didn’t mention though it is true is that she is very kind. The thing that keeps causing conflict is that she is very kind and sometimes adhering to the script is to allow cruelty which is a good struggle for her to have.

Prince Roman:

Originally a very arrogant and manipulative love interest in the book Kissed then Crowned. Used to getting his way, Prince Roman found himself living a very listless and unmeaningful life. But because it's comfortable, he’s terrified of taking on real responsibility. Though he puts on the confidence of someone who never loses, it's because there is such little opposition. But as it turns out, he actually likes a little challenge. Perhaps he likes it more than he thought.

As I was working on this I realize Cress is the only one I draw by herself. So, I drew this quick portrait of thee prince.

All that aside, he’s Cress’s least favorite character. But somehow he has become my favorite to write. The trope “guy who sucks changes due to the power of love” is annoying which is why I had to add it. Kinda. His whole character arc is about him changing himself but the catalyst being the main character. (Mr. Darcy Style) He went from like “the guy who’s the worst” to silly goofy guy. I noticed that sometimes “love interests who supposedly become better people due to the main character” sort of stay the same and they just gaslight you into thinking they are better people. He is that but in this new version he actually does change.

Justine Hart:

The heroine of Kissed then Crowned. A countess who has had a very rough life after her mother’s death. She is kind hearted and sweet but overall a naive pushover. She is unsure on how to stand up for what she wants or even find out what that is. However, she has the potential to be someone who is truly happy.

I didn’t feel like drawing another portrait so here’s a wip of something I am drawing with her in it.

As much as I like spunky girls as main characters. I also like the soft hearted protagonist. She’s supposed to be one of the Cinderella-esque main characters who are on a few steps from Disney princess. I think that there’s actually nothing wrong with these types of characters. Justine was actually considered a highlight to Cress from the book she’s from.

There are like a bunch more important characters such as Prince Damian, the brother of Prince Roman who is Cress’s actual favorite character, Madison who is Cress’s childhood best friend who had also ended up in the aforementioned novel. But these three are the Most Important Ones.

In writing this I actually had to make two outlines. One for the book that the story is set in Kissed then Crown, and also the actual story I’m writing How Romantic.

I don’t want to make this post to long so I’ll just leave you with the first art piece I’ve ever made for the story.

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Elizabeth “I will make no promise of the kind”Bennet Darcy strutting her way into Thanksgiving Dinner at Rosings every year:

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hi! i saw your mammon content and i swear i ran to ur profile to see if requests were open😅(ur mammon content is top tier🤌) Anyway! im like an absolute sucker for angst with comfort at the end, SOOOO i was wondering if i could request something where the reader is pinning for mammon, and tries to confess to him, but his brain went overdrive and went into full tsundere mode. he ends up hurting MCs feelings. then he feels bad and tries to make up for it. (sorry this is really long🥲) have a great day AND TAKE CARE OF URSELF <333

Of course! I’m glad you like my Mammon content and thanks for requesting. And don’t worry, it isn’t too long but sorry if this is a bit short. Hope you’re taking care of yourself too!

Mammon accidentally insults MC when they confess

Today was the day. You were going to confess to Mammon. You were GOING to confess. Even if the idea was terrifying. Worst come to worst, you figured you could just go back to the human realm if he rejected you. And sure, it wasn’t the greatest of backup plans but it would probably work. Hopefully.

“Hey, Mammon, could I talk to you about something?” You asked as the two of you walked home from RAD.

“Course.” He replied, wondering what you could be about to say that would make your tone that nervous.

This was the moment. This was the time. “Mammon, I - I really like you and I have for a while and I just - Mammon, would you go on a date with me?” You couldn’t meet his eyes as he spluttered. Maybe if you had, you would’ve seen his red face and the sheer joy in his eyes even as he schooled his face into a frown.

“Pfft, of course ya’d want to go out with the Great Mammon, human! Since I’m feeling generous, I’ll come with ya to eat, but it’s your treat, got that? And only cause I’m in such a good mood, otherwise I’d never go with ya. Ya can’t tell anyone that the Great Mammon agreed to go on a date with a weak little human.” That was quite possibly the most hurtful way anyone had ever agreed to go out with you. It was up there with Mr Darcy’s first proposal in Pride and Prejudice.

“You know what, Mammon?” You said, your vision growing blurry with tears. “I wouldn’t want to impede on your generosity so much. Forget I said anything.” And before he could correct himself, you’d sped off home.

He’d fucked it all up. Him and his big mouth, never thinking anything he said through. And now, he’d hurt you cause of it. He was an absolute idiot. His brothers were right. He was scum. He’d made you cry! Cry! He’d been so happy when you asked to go on a date with him, it’d felt like he was floating. But of course he’d managed to screw it all up.

You hardly talked to him at dinner. Or the next day. Or the next. He’d go into your room and you’d make a half hearted excuse about having to go see one of his brothers before leaving. He had to fix this.

You, on the other hand, were starting to think that you should’ve thought through your backup plan of fleeing to the human realm a bit more. You’d fooled yourself into thinking that Mammon actually liked you but apparently the tsundere act wasn’t really an act. You felt like an idiot. And of course he had to keep rubbing salt in the wound by turning up in your bedroom and walking with you to class even when you tried to shake him. And then, crows had started turning up at your windowsill. Constantly. They’d drop a shiny object, or even a whole wallet one time. As hurt as you were by Mammon, you couldn’t take it out on the crows. You accepted their gifts with a plastered on smile, gave them a head pat and some bird food, and then put the treasures in a shoebox.

It’d been almost a week. Why hadn’t you come to talk to him? His crows told him you’d taken the gifts. You’d even been giving them food! They loved food! They were even starting to bring you treasures of their own accord, instead of just at his behest. “Feathery little traitors.” He grumbled at one of them, after they’d given you a whole wallet. “You’re gonna make ‘em think it’s that guy you’re bringing them gifts from!” There was no other choice. He’d have to do this himself. He’d started leaving presents outside your door. Still no reply. This was killing him. He would have to talk to you. Properly. Hopefully he wouldn’t mess it up this time.

He went straight to your room. He’d been practicing what he was gonna say for an hour straight, there was no way he was going to mess it up. Also it’d been over a week since you’d last properly talked to him and he couldn’t take this any longer. It was downright cruel; he missed you. “MC!” He all but shouted, closing the door behind him. “I need to talk to ya. I’m sorry I was such an asshole when you confessed to me. I’d- I’d like to go on a date with you.” He could barely even bring himself to look at you, growing worried at the confused expression on your face. “‘N I get it if you don’t wanna go out with me anymore but please, please just talk to me again. I miss you MC. I like ya too. I like ya so much that I act like a total idiot around ya. And I’d get it if you hate me now but please, just give me another chance.”

He was caught off guard by a hug. “I’d still like to go on a date with you, Mammon.” Your voice, muffled against his chest but still strong, answered. Oh thank Father. Cause if there was one thing in life he didn’t want to mess up, it was this.

AN: I hope you liked this, angst to comfort isn’t really my specialty but I tried. Reminder to everyone that requests are open (I also have an event on) and comments are appreciated!